All language subtitles for Charlies Angels - S3E17 1080p (moviesbyrizzo upl)

Hello?

Bosley, hi. Kris.
Where are you?

Uh, in my car.

I know, but where?
Oh, in the front seat.

Bosley, where in the city?

Oh, uh, 7th and Grand.

Okay, great. Listen, meet me on
the corner of Cantor and Willis.

Why? You're supposed to be
on your way to the office for a meeting.

I know. But as I was leaving the
house, a potential client called.

He said to meet him at a Mexican
restaurant called Lilly's...

at the corner
of Cantor and Willis.

Perhaps you have forgotten, but I usually
receive my assignments from Charlie.

Bosley, this guy sounded very
scared, very anxious and very rich.

So I'll tell you what. You meet me there,
and I'll let you do all the talking.

Okay?

Okay, I'll meet you at Willis and
Cantor in a couple of minutes.

Great. Bye-bye.

- Miss Munroe?
- Yes.

- I'm Mr. Stratton.
- Hi. How are you?

Well, should we sit down?

Let's ride.

Uh, I'm meeting my associate Mr. Bosley
here. He should be here any minute.

Then I suggest we leave
before he arrives.

- What's the gun for?
- In the car, Miss Munroe.

In the car.

Hey! Hold it!

Hey, you okay?
What's going on, mister? You okay?

No, I'm not okay,
and I don't know What's going on!

Whatever it is,
it's not good!

What
time did this happen, Bosley?

About, uh,
10 minutes ago.

Have you called
the police yet?

No, I came directly here
and called you.

Listen, Mr.-- I'm sorry.
What did you say your name was?

Oh. Jackson.
Ed Jackson.

Mr. Jackson, are you sure
the name on the door...

of the station wagon
said "Georgian Acres"?

Oh, yeah, yeah.
I-I got a real good look...

while the red-haired guy
was grabbing your friend.

But you didn't get a look at
the license plate?

No. You know, it all happened so fast.
The station wagon--

It wasn't turned, you
know, where I could see the plates.

All I got was the lettering
on the side of the door.

It said,
"Georgian Acres."

I'm sorry. - Don't be
sorry, Mr. Jackson.

What you've told us
may prove very helpful.

This may prove
helpful also, Charlie.

It's a telegram
that we just got.

Oh, listen to this.

"In the matter before you,
we strongly suggest...

"you do not contact
the authorities.

"We will contact you later
regarding the cost...

-of returning Jill Munroe."
-.//'// Munroe?

Ah, it seems there's been a rather
grievous error on someone's part.

Charlie, what do we do?
Call the police?

Yes. We'll tell them
what's happened,

but we'll ask them
to let us move alone.

- We 'll bring them in when we 'Ve got
something. - Yeah, but where do we start?

I think we 'd better turn
our attention immediately...

to Georgian Acres,
wherever that is,.

I think there's something
else we ought to do first.

Yes, I suppose there is,
Sabrina.

Jill is in Montreal.
You sit tight.

I'll call her
and tell her about Kris.

Hi.

Oh. - You all right?

- Yeah.
- You got here quick.

Hi. I was just on my way to Europe
when I got the call from Charlie.

- Is this all you brought?
- Oh, I didn't even take time to pack.

I just chartered the plane,
and I'm not in very good shape.

- Oh, you look fine.
- Jill, everything's gonna be all right.

- We're gonna find her.
- If anybody hurt Kris--

Oh, come on now.
Nobody's hurt her.

You don't have
any idea who took her?

No, we got a couple
things to go on.

I don't even remember my
conversation with Charlie.

Did he say something
about a witness?

Yeah. A man named Jackson saw
a logo-- "Georgian Acres"--

written on the kidnappers'
station wagon.

We checked if out, and it's a resort
in the Malibu Mountains near the beach.

That's all we've got?

Well, I got a quick look
at the two that grabbed her.

Where do we start?
This resort?

That's what we figured.

Okay.

Jill-- Jill,
we're gonna find her.

Whoa!

- Bos! What are you doing?
- Bingo! Those two!

- What about 'em?
- Those are the ones that took Kris.

- Are you sure, Bos?
- Yeah.

I got a quick look at 'em,
and unfortunately, they got a look at me.

Okay, I got the license number.
How do we move?

- Let's go 'et them! - No, wait. First
we have to find out Where they have Kris.

I don't know what's the matter with me.
I'm not thinking straight.

You know,
I think our first move should be...

to cover this kisser of mine
with some sort of disguise.

Yeah, and then maybe we ought to
check into the Georgian Acres, huh?

Yeah, I think
that's a good idea.

- Okay. Can we just do it?
- Yeah.

We'll check in
first thing in the morning.

Listen, I've done exactly
what you people have asked.

A practical joke,
you said.

See, it doesn't feel
like a joke.

I mean, I am an actor, not a
comedian, so perhaps the humor...

of what's going on around
here has been lost on me.

Ah, there you are.

Look, can we wrap this up?
I've got things I'd like to do.

Sit down
and be quiet.

- He is annoying me. - We'll give him
some money and send him away, Mr. Karazna.

He talks too much. I don't like it.
People who talk too much are troublesome.

You think
he could hurt us?

You should have hired someone with
less mouth and more intellect.

I'll take care of it,
Mr. Karazna.

Do.
Take care of it now.

Yes, sir.

Say, listen. You want to give me
the $500 so I can get out of here?

You're on your way.

Hey.
Hey, wait a minute.

- You know, enough's enough.
- Let's go.

I mean, whatever this is, you know,
it's getting a little bit out of hand.

Hey, I'm with him.
I don't think this is very amusing.

Who are you?
What do you want?

My name is Anton Karazna.

And for the moment,
I want you, Miss Munroe.

- Good day, sir.
- Good day to you.

- And, uh, you'll, uh, handle this?
- Yes, sir.

- I hope you enjoy -your stay.
Thank you.

- Thank you very much.
- Mm-hmm.

Thank you.

Hello. Uh, Wintergreen, sir.
I knocked up for reservations.

- Jonathan Wintergreen. - Yes, yes.
I have your room ready, Mr. Wintergreen.

Capital. Capital.

Uh, excuse me. The dark,
swarthy fellow-- Does he work here?

Oh, yes, sir.
He's our tennis pro. Mr. Ruiz.

- Uh, sign here, please.
- Yes. Ruiz, you say?

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah.

Thank you.

-219.
- This way, sir.

Very nice.

- Very nice shot.
- Thank you.

What is your name?

Jill. Jill Johnson.

- How long you gonna be here?
- Only a week.

Think you can help me?

If you're willing
to work, yes.

Anytime you can see me,
I'm available.

- Anytime?
- Anytime.

Day. Night. Afternoon.

Eat.

The food is not to your
liking, Miss Munroe?

I'm not real crazy
about the company either.

I offer my hospitality to few
people in this world, Miss Munroe.

I suggest
you act more civil.

- I'm not feeling very civil.
- I suggest you try.

Carl can be very
unpleasant if I wish.

Well, that doesn't make
much sense, does it?

You're not gonna get any
money for damaged goods.

Hmm. I can assure you,
Miss Munroe,

I am not interested
in money.

In fact, you're worth more
to me dead than alive.

So I suggest you make an
effort to improve your manners.

Do you know this young man?

No. How would I know him?

I thought perhaps-

Perhaps what?

You'd been told of him.

Who would have told me?

I have nine paintings
of my son.

Not reproductions, mind you.
Nine originals...

hanging in each
of my houses.

Have you ever lost anyone you
loved, Miss Munroe?

A parent or child?

Yes, I have. A friend.

- It's not the same.
- Maybe not.

It's not the same.

I see.

You don't see.
But you will.

You will.

That photo album-

Look at it.

You hit
a very strong ball!

I'm exhausted.

- Thank you for the racket.
- Can we continue this over lunch?

- I'd like that.
-2:00 in the lobby?

- Sounds great.
- Good.

- See you then.
- Right.

- Pretty good. How'd it go?
- Hi.

Well, I'm having lunch with him.
I'll let you know after that.

I'm out of shape.
And I'm hot.

Did you find out from
Charlie who owns this place?

No. He's gonna call in a few minutes.
Let's go.

- Is that a man in my room?
- Where?

My room-- the first one right there.
What's that man doing in my room?

Hold it!

Oh!

Right.
Right, Charlie.

- Well, anything missing?
- Not that I can tell.

And you're sure the guy
you chased had red hair?

Positive. He's the guy that
you saw talking to Ruiz.

Well, maybe he left some fingerprints
that'll help us make an ID.

Yeah, but it'll take
a while to make the ID.

Maybe there's a quicker way.
Look what I found.

-209. - Let's call the desk and
see who's registered in 209.

Good idea. Oh, and Charlie just
told me on the phone that...

that limo we took the license
number off of when we got here...

and this whole resort is
owned by a Wincott Industries.

Wait.
Wincott Industries?

Yeah. Why? Does it
mean something to you?

Yeah. I remember hearing it.
I don't know where, but--

- Remember when?
- Um, I was at a party in Europe.

- Remember who you were with? - Yeah.
I was with a friend of mine-- Dino Karazna.

Is he connected with the,
uh-- the Wincott Industries?

I don't know.
I just remember hearing the name.

Keep trying to remember.
It might tie in somehow.

Bosley, make that phone call. See if
you can find the red-haired man's name.

I'll see if I can get
his picture.

How are you gonna
get a picture?

With a camera.

What are you doing?

Oh, monsieur!

Oh, I'm so sorry.
I did not know you were here.

- You didn't hear the shower?
- Pardon?

- You didn't hear the shower?
- Oh, monsieur, was the shower on?

Well, I'm so sorry. I have had a
cold, and my ears are all stuffed up.

Okay. But why are you here?
The room has been cleaned.

Ah, mansieur.
It only looks clean.

You'll see.
All over this room...

there are little
flakes of dust.

I see you in the lobby,
monsieur, and I say,

"This is a gentleman.
He deserves to live like a gentleman."

And so I come here to, uh,
give your room, um, a touch-up.

Uh, but I see you are indisposed,
and so I will come back later.

I am very sorry,
mans-fear,

But you are a fine
figure of a man.

- How'd it go?
- I think I got something.

Why don't you get this
developed and get it to Charlie?

- Where's Jill? - She went to meet
Ruiz for their luncheon engagement.

Okay. I've got to be at 612 Westbrook
Place at 2:00. Gives me a half an hour.

- Yeah. What's there? - I don't know,
but it's got something to do with Kris.

- Take care of the cart for me will you?
- Yeah.

Huh?

Hello?

For you,
Mr. Karazna.

Yes?

The key to my room I planted under
the couch-- One of them found it.

- She just left here.
- Which one?

Duncan.
Sabrina Duncan.

Where are Munroe
and Garrett?

Well, Munroe is with Ruiz,
and Garrett's probably with Duncan.

What about the other one--
Bosley'?

He hasn't shown here.

Oh, by the way,
I'm not sure,

but I think the Duncan girl
may have got a picture of me.

- A picture?
- A snapshot.

I'm not sure.

I thought I heard
a camera noise.

Perhaps instead of misdirecting
Miss Duncan and Miss Garrett,

you had better
dispose of them.

Quickly, before they let this snapshot
fall into the hands of the authorities.

Yes, sir.
I'll get back to you.

Mr. Karazna,
why are you doing this?

Why are you having me
look at these pictures?

I'll give you this.
You have courage.

I admire courage, strength.
I always have.

Pity it must be wasted.

Hello?

Hello, Kelly. It's 803.
When you left just now,

our red-haired friend was waiting in
the limo, and he's following you now.

So keep an eye open.

Okay, 803. Will do.

There's a lab a couple of minutes from
here, so I'm gonna drop off the film

Then I'll come back and see
how Jill's doing with Ruiz.

Right.
We'll keep in touch.

What's the matter?

- Red is following us in the limo.
- Oh, no.

Guess he didn't buy
my French maid.

You think he knows
who we are?

I don't know.
It's all been pretty easy.

What do you mean?
What's been too easy?

The whole thing's
been too easy.

We have a witness who sees the
car with "Georgian Acres" on it.

We find the key to room 209 just
conveniently dropped in Jill's room.

Then I go to 209.
There's a picture in there of Kris...

with this address
that we're going to now.

- It's just been too easy. - You mean
we're being given information, set up?

I don't know.
It sure looks like it.

- What do we do? - Well, we don't
wait for him to make a move on us.

- Having car trouble?
- Yeah. Ain't it a shame?

Sure is.

- Whoa!
- Trouble, ladies?

Can you believe that?

- Look at that. Is that amazing?
- Well, I'm not a mechanic--

Sabrina, it's a little
after 2:00.

Yeah, and we get sent off at
2:00, and Jill meets Ruiz at 2:00.

- I don't like the coincidence.
- Me neither.

- What about him?
- We call the police.

- Hello.
- Hello.

- Sorry I'm late.
- That's okay.

Listen, I know of
a smashing seafood spot...

right on the beach
overlooking the--

Oh, I asked a couple
of friends to meet me here.

Uh, would you mind
if we had lunch here?

Um, I don't think so,
Miss Munroe.

You keep having a problem with my name.
It's Johnson. Jill Johnson.

No. It's Munroe--
Jill Munroe.

And we've got your sister--
Kris Munroe.

And if you want to see her
alive, you come with me now.

I've got a small but destructive
revolver in my hand.

- I guess this means we're not
having lunch. - That's right.

Get in.

Slide over and drive.
Slide over and drive.

When you get to that
corner, turn left.

- Hello?
- Hello? Hello, Kelly. This is 503.

- Where are you?
- We're on our way back to the resort. Why?

Well, when I got there,
Ruiz was taking Jill.

Taking Jill where?

I don't know, but Jill
was going unwillingly.

Now look. I'm following them now.
I'm northbound...

on the Georgian Acres service road
just past the Cutler intersection.

All right, 803. We're on our way.
Stay on 'em.

Right.

Step on it.

Wait.

- Why did you take my sister?
- It will be explained to you soon.

I would like it to be
explained to me now.

Anton Karazna's son
is dead.

I know that.
I-- I read about it...

when he crashed in the wall at Le Mans,
but what does that have to do with--

Mr. Karazna believes his son
deliberately killed himself.

- Deliberately?
- Suicide.

- But why?
- You.

- Because of you.
- Because of me?

He was despondent
when you left.

So he deliberately killed himself?
That's totally insane.

Mr. Karazna believes
that it's true.

Even if he does believe that's true,
what's any of that got to do with Kris?

- And Why'd he put my name on the telegram?
I mean-- Mr. Karazna will explain that.

Hello?

Kelly, this is Bosley.
Now listen to me.

Stay on Cutler till you get to a dirt
road that veers left through some trees.

Cutler to the dirt road.
Yeah, got you, 805.

We're on our way.

Mr. Karazna?

You can't really believe that
my sister was responsible...

for your son's death.

Of course you must defend her.
It's only right.

She's your sister.
You must be blindly loyal.

That's right. She is my sister.
I know her.

She would never
hurt someone deliberately.

Hurt him?
She killed him.

She demanded too much
and gave too little.

He was young, emotional.

He didn 'I realize how someone could
lie to him. He a'ia'n '{ understand.

No, Mr. Karazna.
You didn't understand.

Hi.
What brings you here?

I heard you were hanging
out with a rough crowd.

I just dropped by to see if
I could straighten you out.

Are you okay?

- Yeah. Just a little scared.
- It'll be all right.

If you wanted me here,
why didn't you just bring me here?

It would have taken time
to find you.

This seemed quicker and
certainly more... ironic.

You mean by making me think
you had taken her by mistake?

I think one's sense
of guilt is heightened...

if one believes a loved one
will share in their punishment.

- Don't you think?
- Punishment?

Yours-- for what you did
to my son.

Mr. Karazna,
when Dino and I were together,

there were some things I wanted to say to
you, but I didn't think I had the right.

- I'm gonna say them to
you now.

- No. Now you're
going to listen.

You killed my son.

And you've caused me pain such
as I have never felt before.

And now you want revenge.

You took what I loved.

I take what you love.

So that's
what this is all about.

That is what
this is about.

I know you loved
your son.

I loved him too.
But as a friend.

A friend?

It was more to him.

No. Maybe in the beginning, but...
he was young. He wasn't ready.

- He was a man.
- He was a boy,

trying to be the man you wanted
him to be-- exactly in your image.

He wanted that too.
He was that.

You didn't even know
your own son.

He was quiet and gentle
and caring.

You gave him fast planes,
fast boats, a fast car--

all the things that were important
to you when you were young.

They weren't important
to him.

He only accepted them
to please you.

He was happy with what I gave him...
until you came into his life.

Oh, he told me
what you said.

He told me how you tried
to turn him against me.

I never tried
to turn him against you!

I only tried to get him
to be what he was--

nothing more,
nothing less.

You made him uncertain,
and that made him weak.

I made him think!
For himself.

He-— He painted
beautiful pictures...

and he wrote
beautiful poetry.

Did you know your son
wrote poetry?

He did nothing like that.

You didn't know.

He didn't share that
with you.

He was strong.

A son I could be proud of.

You poisoned him, took away his
confidence and [hen left him.

I did not leave him.

We were friends.

We parted as friends.
You know what he said to me when I left?

He said, "I love you because
you let me be what I am.

If only my father could
see me the way you see me."

Your son died
in that race car...

because he wasn't
a very good driver.

He wasn '{ a good flyer.
He was” '[ a good sailor.

He wasn't any of those
things that you were.

And he wanted to be.

But he couldn't, and...

that's what killed him.

I have listened to you.

It hasn't changed
what I feel,

what I know.

We leave now.

Where are we going?

I have business in Mexico.
You and your sister will come with me.

- What then?
- I told you.

You will know what it is like
to lose someone you love.

You'll have plenty of
time to think about it.

Then you'll feel it.

Put them in the car.

Here's the turn
Bosley told us to watch for.

Hurry.

Where is she? - Ruiz took
her into that house about 10 minutes ago.

- I called the police.
- Any sign of Kris?

No. But I've got a gut feeling
that she's in that house.

Wrong. She just
walked out of it.

- Get in the car, 805.
- Come on.

- Well, what about the gate?
- What gate?

It pays
to have friends.

Stop them.

Kelly! They have
Jill and Kris.

Jump.

Run 'em down.

Hey! They're gonna do it!
They're gonna try and take off!

You better move the car
across the runway!

Whoa.

He's gonna try
to go around us.

Try and hit
the engine.

He's gone!
You better drop 'em!

She's right. No sense getting
ourselves killed for him.

I'll take care
of them.

Well, Jill, we say
hello, we say good-bye so quickly.

You sure you can't
stay a few days?

Oh, Charlie, I'd really like to.
But there's a big race in France,

and I only have a week to get over there,
get my car ready and try to qualify.

Can't you just miss one race?
You build up points with races.

- Anyway, there's another reason
I want to go. - What's that?

Well, Dino's buried
near the racetrack there,

and I'd just like to go by
and maybe visit his grave.

I can't explain it.
He was-- He was very dear to me.

- That's reason enough.
- Maybe the best reason of all.

Obviously we're
grateful for the help.

Ah, I wouldn't have missed
this one for anything, Charlie.

Just like old times. You will take
care of my little friend here?

- Here's to taking care of our
little friend. - Hear! Hear!

I'll drink to that.

J