All language subtitles for Hunter S03E12 Down and Under

You want me to send you to Australia?

Have you never heard of a good old
Australian welcome?

You found her, huh?

All just out trying to dig up something
solid.

I'm gonna go take a shower.

Care to join me? Well, his car was blown
up with him in it about five years ago,

supposedly. I don't deal with gangsters.

Stella, cut to the chase, please.

Let's all sit back relax and wait for
the police

Flight 116 for Auckland now boarding at
gate 36.

Flight 116 for Auckland now boarding at
gate 36.

Further information.

I got here too late. The suitcase is on
the bloody plane.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, I got my passport with me.

Okay.

Okay, look, no worries, mate.

I'm going to have to go.

Listen, you got any space on the Los
Angeles flight?

It leaves in 15 minutes, sir.

I know when it bloody leaves, but I
wanted the ticket on it.

I have space available. Do you have your
passport with you? Yes.

Do you have any lighters?

Nothing. Bloody hell does it look like,
love.

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Airlines, flight 604, originating in

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How'd you happen to come over and find
her?

Well, I knew Alice was back because she
picked up her newspapers and things.

So I came over to hear about her trip,
and there she was.

What do you got about it?

She's got bruises on the inner side of
her forearm, like somebody grabbed her

and shook her before she was strangled.

Her jewelry and her cash are untouched,
but her purse and luggage has been

searched.

She got here this morning from Sydney,
Australia.

What about it, McCall? You got any
ideas?

Want a brilliant deduction?

Someone was looking for something.

Maybe drugs?

From Australia?

No, this does not look like the
residence of a drug trafficker.

We've got at least two prints that don't
match hers, and they're fresh.

His name is Alan Travers.

Caucasian male, 38 years old, current
residence Paddington, New South Wales in

Australia.

Three arrest burglary, no convictions.
One arrest assault and burglary, no

convictions. This guy had a pretty good
attorney.

I think that Alice McGonigal must have
brought something pretty important into

Los Angeles.

I'll bet you three to one, the killer is
out of the country.

All right, I'll bet you lunch, because I
think the answer's here.

Yeah, well, we're about to find out.

Travers, split.

He spent a grand total of three hours in
our fair land and headed back to

Sydney. He owed me three very large
lunches.

So, he's an Australian problem now.

Well, the murder occurred here, Ambrose.
It's our problem.

The Aussie police will pick him up. The
DA will extradite him, which means that

you two are available for the next case
up.

I'd like one of my lunches now, please.

Excuse me.

I was told to speak with Detective
Hunter. That's me, Annie.

The woman who was killed?

Alice McGonagall?

This is my grandmother.

I'm Celia. Celia McGonagall.

Celia, how are you, honey? This is Roger
McCall.

This came in the mail this morning,
addressed to me from Sydney, Australia.

From the handwriting, I know my
grandmother sent it.

Well, was anything with it, like a note
or a letter?

No.

And she always wrote me long letters
whenever she went on vacation.

It's not like her at all to just send
something.

Of course you know what we have here,
don't you? I'm a guffin.

Well, that's not Travers. Travers is
blonde.

Do you have a magnifying glass?

What, do you see something?

That's Stella Graham.

Stella Graham?

You mean the one that wore a dress that
cut up to her armpits and drove the red

Porsche? That was Phyllis.

Still, it was way before your time.

She'd been missing for the last three
years.

We had a dinner engagement about three
years ago, and she never showed up.

And? Well, nothing illegal. She just
disappeared.

So as far as you knew, she was dead.
Yep.

Well, tell me this.

Um, were you in love with her?

I was not in love with her, and she was
not in love with me.

But we did have a lot of fun.

The Board of Supervisors wants to know
the gas mileage every time an officer

travels to Santa Monica.

And you want me to send you to
Australia.

Charlie, the Board of Supervisors would
also like to have this murder case

solved. Now, to make matters worse,
Alice McGonagall, she worked for the Los

Angeles Times. Now, the Los Angeles
Times would also like to have this

case solved.

Good times, huh?

What'd she do there?

She worked in the morgue. She worked in
the department that clips out the

articles and stories about VIPs.

She worked there for 30 years, and they
are very upset.

There is no way you're going to identify
this guy from this photograph.

And this woman looks like she just
happened to be there.

Captain, it's obvious. Alice McGonigal
recognized him, and she snapped his

picture. Now, he sent someone to get the
picture back and to take care of her,

but he came back empty -handed because
she sent the film back here to her

granddaughter. So what?

The Australian police can put this thing
to bed better and faster than we can.

It's their territory.

Charlie, it's not their case.

Sergeant Hunter, your overseas call has
come in on line 63.

Thank you.

Hello.

When did that happen?

Yes. Tell him thank you.

Thank you very much.

Those are Sydney police.

They found Alan Travers.

Dead as a doornail.

I can't send the both of you.

If you want to go, you got to go alone.

It's all right. I can hold down things
here.

We can shop.

Look, Carl.

It's not going to help to blow this up
any larger.

The ring is just going to get bigger and
fuzzier.

Not clearer.

You know, I don't understand this. We
can put cameras on Mars and take nice,

clear pictures, but you can't do this?

The old lady used a typical $49 tourist
camera.

The camera on Mars cost $20 million.

George, I need this. Come on, help me
out.

Okay. Maybe they can help us over at the
Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena.

They have a computer they use for space
photos to enhance detail.

Great.

I knew you'd come through for me.
Thanks.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to
Australia. We will be landing at the

airport in a few minutes.

Please fasten your seatbelts, put your
seats in the upright position, and

extinguish your cigarettes.

Thank you for flying transglobal.

Flight 716 for Auckland, now boarding at
gate 36.

Flight 716 for Auckland, now boarding at
gate 36.

Paging Mr. Jan Marr to the OV reception
area, please.

Mr. Jan Marr... Hunter?

I'm Desmond Evans with the New South
Wales CIV.

Oh, great.

Want to give me your passport?

This is Russell Woodward, my partner.

Russell, how are you? How are you?

Gee, I didn't expect a welcoming
committee.

Have you never heard of a good old
Australian welcome?

Come on, we'll take you to the hotel,
get you checked in. Terrific. Thanks.

Can I get you guys anything?

No, we've got to get going. But if
there's anything you want, anything you

give us a call and we'll try and
provide.

That's because we don't want you to get
into any trouble that isn't necessary.

I appreciate that. There is one thing.

Have you ever seen this woman?

Her name is Stella Graham.

I reckon Desmond here knows every bird
in Australia.

Don't you, Des?

Well, almost.

Pity I missed out on this one.

Do you think she's got something to do
with Travers?

That bloke who got knocked off after he
arrived here from Los Angeles?

That all depends on who that fellow is.

You'll notice Stella's in the shot.

Is this the picture Alice McGonagall
took?

Yeah. Are you sure they're together,
mate?

No, I'm not sure. That's one of the
things I've got to find out.

Is Stella Graham the name she'd be using
here? I doubt it. She worked in a bank

in Los Angeles.

I think we should probably start with
the banks here in Australia.

So we may be looking at a major
expenditure in shoe leather on this one.

Look, Spoke, we go off duty in a bit,
but we'll jump all over this thing first

thing in the morning. Yeah. We'll stay
in touch with you, mate. Appreciate that

very much. Did you guys find out who
killed Travis?

No, we came up with a venture on that
one, but we're still working on it.

Thank you very much.

Take care. Yeah. Thank you.

Oh, you're early. Good morning.

I've been going through Travis' file.
You might like to start with his

girlfriend, Kate Scanlon.

The barmaid at the cross.

Very uncooperative.

If she talks to her, don't let her know
you're a cop.

Because whoever killed her boyfriend's
got a running scare.

I'll start there.

I'll need directions.

Oh, Hunter, if you're planning on using
your gun, I'm going to have to authorize

it with the commissioner.

Okay. So until then... Thanks, mate.

I think you'll find it out about lunch.

Good day.

How are you doing?

Pretty good. How are you?

Yank, are you? Yep.

What will it be?

Beer.

New or old?

What do you mean, new or old?

New is light, old is dark.

You'd like the new.

Give me a new one.

You down some clean air?

No, actually, I'm here on business. My
company sells RPM systems for lathes.

Lathes? Yep, thank you.

Funny, you look like an American cop.

Well, I'm not a cop.

Thanks for the compliment, but, uh...
You see, my company makes voltage

-controlled RPM systems for lathes that
work with servo feedback loops. Would

you like to hear about the loops?

I don't think so.

That's better.

G'day, Freddie.

Kind of the usual.

Another beer, Richard?

Yes, please.

You know, you remind me of a girl back
in the day. She was very pretty.

Are you married?

Well, you might say I'm married.

This pub.

Well, perhaps I could take you to a
better one.

The last thing I want to do when I get
out of here is go to another pub.

Thank you. Well, maybe we could go out
to a nice restaurant in Sydney.

Would you like that?

Why? Why not?

Okay.

My name's Kate.

And if you really mean it about tonight,
you can pick me up at 10 .30. Good. 10

.30 it is. Write down your address for
me.

Here's a bloke who believes in being on
time. How are you?

I'm running a bit behind myself.

Pull up a queue.

Turn around.

Nice and easy, eh? Put your hands on top
of your head.

Look, I just came for dinner.

Look, you guys are making a very, very
large mistake. All I really want to do

get a good meal.

Where's the photograph?

What photograph?

The snapshot, the one the old lady took.

You've got it, and we want it.

You want to give that to me, or I'll
blow your kidneys out.

It's in my breast pocket.

You don't want to move, mate! She'll
shoot you!

Easy, Kate, now.

I don't know what's going on here, but
just give me the gun.

You gonna shoot me?

Kate!

Good. I'll run a check in it, see what I
come up with.

Oh.

Commissioner okayed it. Terrific,
thanks.

You know, you're right about Kate
Scanlon. She's a scared girl.

I called Kate Scanlon's boss.

He said she called in and said she was
quitting, not to send her final paycheck

because she didn't have a forwarding
address.

Well, whoever was it sent those guys
after me.

wants to make sure he's not recognizable
in that photograph.

Now, this bloke must be pretty
important.

Probably an American if the old American
lady recognized him.

That's the way I look at it.

How about the telegraph?

No, nothing on her yet. Not through the
wonder of trying, either.

Thanks for this.

Yeah, I know who this is.

Can we get together?

Where? The bedroom of suite 1506 at the
Hotel Royale.

So do you.

Now, where's that bedroom?

The police are showing a picture of me
at the banks here in Sydney. The name

they have is Telegram, and the picture's
one you took of me at Mammoth Mountain.

Why?

What happened?

Or did you just start missing me like
I've been missing you?

Stella, if you'd had the decency to send
me a postcard and tell me why you

disappeared three years ago, you could
have saved the taxpayers of Los Angeles

an awful lot of money.

I couldn't. Why?

If you want to know why I disappeared,
as you put it, you're going to have to

screw up a little interest in the
international money market.

Stella, what name are you using here in
Australia?

Lauder. Ann Lauder. L -A -U -T -E -R.

Let's say a man wants to buy an
electronic system from the United

At the official exchange rate, the cost
of the system is a million dollars. He

gets in touch with a specialist who
knows how to bypass the official rate

get it for him at a savings of, say,
$100 ,000.

There are a lot of those specialists
around, and I'm one of them.

I was one in L .A. In fact, the job at
the bank was just a helpful cover.

Oh, don't get me wrong, I wasn't doing
anything illegal, but... The people that

I was dealing with, it's usually illegal
at their end.

Stella, cut to the chase, please.

It's a risky business, and I got burned.

I was buying dollars with yen, and the
transaction got delayed.

The value of the dollar went up, and I
didn't have the spread.

How much money are we talking about?

I had to come up with a million American
dollars, and I didn't have it.

It's a dangerous game, Rick, if you
don't have a lot of capital, and I

I got in way over my head, and I had to
hide, which is why I couldn't send you

that postcard.

So is that what you are now, here, as a
specialist?

Yeah.

But I'm a lot more careful now, and it's
all very legal.

Still angry.

I've been thinking about that for the
last three years, Stella.

And what I've decided is... You need a
good spanking.

I hope you like your egg scrambled.

I like it anyway.

Bring them over.

Rick, how did you know I was in
Australia?

Hey, hand me my jacket there, honey.

Sit down.

Remember that photograph?

Yes, I do remember it.

It was only about eight or ten days ago.

Someone took a picture of a man and he
threw his arm up and scared me nearly

half to death. And then I think he
chased after whoever took the picture.

You weren't with the fellow in this
photograph?

Certainly not. I was shopping alone.

Who is he?

In fact, where is he?

I cropped him out.

The man in this photograph is after this
picture.

He wants to see if he's recognizable.

Who is he, Jimmy Hoffa?

You don't know?

No.

And you're not going to tell me either,
are you?

Okay.

I'm going to go take a shower.

Hey, care to join me?

Hello. Hello, Hunter.

Well, hello, Sergeant.

I've got some real interesting news for
you.

Did you notice that our mystery man, the
guy that didn't want his picture taken,

was wearing a ring?

So? Well, I took the negative to the Jet
Propulsion Lab, and I had them enhance

it electronically, you know, like what
they do with boulders on Mars. And I

the processed copy of his ring to the
FBI.

They had a record on this thing.

You ready for this? It's the class ring
of a parochial school in Trenton, New

Jersey. That's interesting?

It's just that this fool had one famous
graduate. The guy never took his ring

off. I mean, he was superstitious about
it. He never took it off.

I give. Who was it?

Anthony Trenton Tony Paris.

Tony Paris?

Come on. He was blown up in a car five
years ago.

I know that. As a matter of fact, he was
blown to bits.

They identified the body by the ring and
by his dental records.

The ring was claimed by his family, and
the dentist died a couple of years

later. The FBI says the bombing saved
Paris from a long prison term.

I'm ready to bust him. Very nice piece
of police work, McCall.

Thank you.

I figure it could have been somebody
else's body in the car.

Dental records could have been clipped,
right?

So, what's your story?

Oh, just out trying to dig up something
solid.

Where were you last night?

Don't tell me I got the time zones mixed
up, either.

No, you didn't. Like I say, I was out
trying to dig up something solid.

You found her, huh?

Goodbye. I'll call you later.

Hello. Is this my gang friend?

You got a lot of guts calling me here,
Kate.

How'd you find me?

Harry, the bloke with the popped face.

He told me who you are.

And I found your hotel by ringing a
dozen of them.

I need to see you.

No, you don't. No, thank you. You
already set me up once. I'm not going to

you a second chance at it.

Listen, I think I can do you a favor.

But I can't talk about it on the phone.

Yeah, well, you're gonna have to come
here, then.

Okay.

I'll come over there. Wait.

Meet me outside the elevator on the
second floor, three o 'clock.

I'll be there.

Hi.

Hello.

I want to be as close to you as I can
possibly get.

I got here early because I have to leave
you again in exactly one hour. Oh, no.

Can we have dinner here tonight?

Certainly. Thank you.

6 .30? I know that's early.

But I want to go to bed early, too,
before I get tired or sleepy or anything

like that.

Good thinking.

You know Tony Paris?

Well, I've heard of him, of course.

The mobster, is that who you mean?
That's who I mean.

Why are you asking me this?

You don't think he's the man in the
picture, do you? He's dead.

Well, his car was blown up with him in
it about five years ago, supposedly.

Rick, I don't deal with gangsters.

The people I deal with aren't exactly
members of elite clubs, but they don't

around blowing each other up.

Do you still think I know who that man
was?

You're piecing this together very
nicely.

Well, I don't.

And I never knew Tony Paris either.

Let's see.

I'm starving.

You're very pretty today.

Thanks.

You don't bother with one to eat the
bed?

Okay, Kate.

What can I do for you?

I need some money.

$300.

It'll get me to Melbourne and I can stay
there till all this is settled or

forgotten. I have a sister there. She's
married. They won't find me there.

What are you worried about?

Harry blames me for not using that gun
when I had the chance.

He came to the pub looking for me.

He thinks I did it on purpose to help
you.

What do I get for my 300 bucks?

I'll tell you where you can find Harry.

You do want to know, don't you? Sure I
do.

This is where he lives.

He won't be there now, but he will
sometime after six or seven. What can

tell me about Alan Travers' business?

He never talked business to me.

I really, truly don't know who he worked
for or what he was up to.

I really don't.

But he did know Harry.

Yeah.

They were mixed up together.

They'll get your money as soon as I find
out you're not trying to set me up

again.

Look, Harry forced me to set you up.

I've got nowhere to go. I can't go back
to my flat.

Okay, you can stay here.

Use the phone, order room service.

Oh, and, uh...

Have you ever heard of a fellow by the
name of Tony Paris?

No. Who is he?

If the phone rings, don't answer it.

Excuse me.

Did Ann Lauder in room 1506 leave a
message for me?

Rick Hunter.

That room is unoccupied.

The party in room 1506 was a Mrs. Mary
Clark, but she checked out at 1 p .m.

you sure about that?

She checked out at 1 p .m. today, sir.

She checked in yesterday.

Excuse me, sir.

I'll see the gentleman on seat at table
12. Yeah, yeah.

What, are you using the table, sir?

It doesn't look like it. I'm very sorry.

I could sit there and wait. You
certainly may.

Oh, well, the last time that happened, I
was kept waiting for three years.

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

Hiya, Harry.

Put your hands on the wall. Move it!

Don't move, Harry.

I wouldn't want to have to shoot you.

In the chair. Come on.

Come on.

Sit down.

Now, Harry, I want you to listen to me
very carefully.

I want you to tell me the name of the
man that sent you to take that

away from me.

I don't know that bloke.

I mean, he came up to Oney and me at the
pub of Kate Works.

Gave us a dough and told us what he
wanted.

Didn't give us a name.

Harry, I want you to tell me what I want
to know, or I'm going to throw you out

that window.

Don't turn around. I want you to see
where you're going.

See you, Harry.

All I got was an address where I was
supposed to send the picture.

I swear that's all I got.

Turn around.

Come on.

Baranga Station, New Devon.

Northern Territory. Where the hell is
this?

You're definitely in the outback.

I mean, you'll have to hire a four
-wheeler to take you there.

What a plan if you're in such a bloody
hurry.

Sit down.

Come on. All right, all right.

Now, you gave me an address.

Now I want a name.

Or so help me, I'm gonna blow out your
kidneys.

I swear, I don't know.

Go ahead and shoot me.

I don't know!

What are you doing, mate?

Give me the police.

I'll give you what you ask for, then you
squeal to the cops.

Sit down here, Ray.

Yes, ma 'am.

This is Sergeant Hunt.

I'm working with Evans and Woodward of
your CIB. I've just made an arrest. I

need some assistance, please.

Yes, I'll hold. Look, mate, that address
was Dinkum. Why don't you be a good

bloke and just let me slip away into the
night?

Harry, I'm not going to tell you again.

Shut up and sit down.

Yes, ma 'am.

Good.

I'm at 410 Edmonton.

Yeah, room 312.

I will.

Thank you very much.

Get your hands up here. Move it!

Sit down on the couch, Harry.

Okay, honey.

Get your hands up there.

Sit on the couch, honey.

There. Let's all sit back, relax, and
wait for the police.

Who is it? It's

me. Open up.

Very cute.

Covered more, too.

The phone only rang once.

Yeah? Evans, wake up, it's honey.

What's the bloody time?

2 .30 a .m.

This better be urgent.

It is. I just had two suspects arrested.

I don't want them talking to anybody for
the next 24 hours. Second of all, and

most importantly, I need to talk to you
at your office right now.

Okay, listen, give me an hour, and I'll
see you there. I live on the South Bank.

You got it.

You leaving again?

Yeah, in 45 minutes.

45 minutes?

A long time.

Look, fellas, your own computer printout
sheet shows that the Baranga station is

owned by Leon Burkett. I think Burkett
is Tony Paris.

Now, before it gets too late, let's get
the warrant, fly to the outback, and

serve the guy.

And how do we get the court to issue the
warrant? What's the basis for it?

Two counts of murder, one attempt on my
life.

Yeah, sure, I can get a warrant.

But supposing this Mr. Burkett turns out
to be a fine, upstanding citizen?

You're gone, and me and my partner here
are left looking like a pair of dills.

So when Burkett's on his station, his
mates fly him, like putting a cat

the pigeons.

There's never any trouble, though. Is
this a working ranch, or is it just a

place for Burkett to get away from the
city?

I don't know, business.

Cattle, mostly.

But he's not their dinkum country. I
believe he's got a job in the city.

Seems awfully lonesome out here.

In the outback, Sergeant Hunter, a man
can see further and see less than

anywhere in the world.

Privacy was invented here.

Does Burkett have an accent?

I've never met him, but they say he's
Canadian.

That's what he said.

How far do we get to Burkett Station?

You've been on it for the last 20
minutes.

The homestead's just over those trees,
and the train rates are about two train

down the road.

Texans come here to learn humility.

So what's the plan, boys?

Well, it would help if one of us knew
what he looked like.

I know what he looks like.

In that case, all we do, we drive in.

Grab him and haul him off.

Maybe our problem's about to be solved.

You blokes are on private property.

G'day, Jack. I didn't know you were
working out this far.

G'day, Constable.

You're Ferguson?

Yeah, what's the idea of the rifles?

Didn't know it was you, Constable, but
this is private property.

When I have a warrant, no puppet is
private.

I intend to serve it, so you can put
down those guns.

Mr. Burkhead said to stop you. Yeah, he
said to stop you and turn you back where

you come from.

If you do, you'll be breaking the law.

Not only that, but you'll be risking
your lives.

I'm armed. I intend to come through.

Come on, they're stalling us, Ferguson.

See that airplane?

It's coming in here to pick up Burkett.
We need those rifles.

Hand out those rifles. Come on.

Hey, don't be stupid, fellas.

This has nothing to do with us.

Tony Paris, that's him.

I have here a warrant for the arrest of
Tony Paris, also known as Leon Burkett.

You two will be held for questioning.

Into the Jeep, please.

I want a moment with her, please.

Go ahead.

Stella, what the hell are you doing?
How'd you get mixed up with this jerk?

Rick, you're the only man I ever knew
that I didn't use.

But money came first, and Tony Paris
supplied my capital.

Two more years, and I would have had
enough to quit.

Well, I don't know how deeply you're
involved in this thing, but I have an

you're going to be able to write me
those postcards.

Not too many, I hope.