All language subtitles for Charlies Angels - S3E18 1080p (moviesbyrizzo upl)

Don't you ever talk to me like
that, Patricia.

Now let's try it again.

You came here with Liz to
place an order-- right?

Wrong. I'm not doing
business with you, Donna.

Come on, Patty. Buy.

You'll enjoy.

Yeah. Quit being
such a prude.

I'll do the talking,
Bo.

Is she your idea
of a new customer?

You know you're not
making points, Liz.

Hey, Patty, wait a minute.
Please, I want to talk to you.

Good, Liz, good.
Grovel a bit.

Your little game's
about over, Donna,

'cause I'm gonna call
Mr. Blackmoor.

If she calls Blackmoor,
you'll regret it, Liz.

Believe that.

It's okay, Donna.
I'm gonna talk to her right now,

and I'm sure I can change
her mind, okay?

Patty, please.
I thought you were my friend.

You don't use
your friends, Liz.

You and your stupid
Victorian morality.

Patty--

I see you're
a tea drinker too.

Tea's got tannic acid.
It soothes the insides.

They put it on burns.
Did you know that?

Sure don't use caffeine.

You'd think them coffee drinkers
would get the message, wouldn't you?

Why don't you turn off that
country bumpkin mouth of yours?

I don't care about you
or your tannic acid.

Hello?
M r. Blackmoor, please.

Yeah, this is
Patty Cantwell.

I'd like to talk to him...

about something
that's been going on.

Will he be in his office
later on?

All right.

The police found
no clues, no fingerprints, no Witnesses.

None of the girls heard
anything or saw anyone.

And Mr. Blackmoor doesn't know
why Patty was trying to reach him?

No.

Sounds like the call and
Patty's death could be related.

A distinct possibility.

Those two girls who left
Blackmoor College last month...

claimed to have been frightened
by a potential strangler.

Yes, but unfortunately,
they could give the police no descriptions.

Well, where do we start?

Kris, you and Bosley
go to Hillhaven.

That's right near
Blackmoor College.

You'll be met
by Victor Hoagland,

a school employee
in charge of maintenance.

Kris, you'll be
a new student.

Now Geoffrey Blackmoor
has made the arrangements,

and he's the only one who
knows your [rue identifies.

What have you got for me,
Charlie?

Well, since the killing,
two teachers have quit.

You and Sabrina
will replace them.

Now you'll teach
an English class, Kelly,

and, Sabrina, you think
you can handle an art class?

Well, if I don't get my expressionism
and my abstractionism mixed up,

I think I can probably
muddle through.

Bosley, as for your 00 yer-

Yes, Charlie. History, anthropology,
anything you say. I'm ready.

Something
closer to animal husbandry.

Yes, you 'll report to Victor Hoag/end
as 3-- 35 a groom in the stable.

Cheer up, Bosley.

Maybe the strangler will
turn out to be a dark horse.

Well, I guess we
better look for Victor.

Yeah.

- It's heavy.
- Don't drop it, Cissy.

I'm trying, Donna.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

The dying halls of Blackmoor will
get one big transfusion tonight.

Come on.
Let's get back to school.

There's too many eyes
around here.

- Hey. You Kris Munroe?
- Yes.

- I'm Victor. I came to meet you.
- Hi, Victor.

- Welcome to Blackmoor.
- Thank you.

- Victor Hoagland, Blackmoor school?
- Yeah.

- I'm John Bosley.
- Well, I'm glad to meet you, John.

Mr. Bosley, I'm Kris Munroe.
I saw you on the bus. Are you a teacher?

Well, actually, I'm a,
uh, maintenance engineer

Oh, a groom.

That's another way
of putting it, yes.

Being a groom's just as
important as being a teacher.

Now, come on.
Let's get your baggage and get goin'.

Shall we tell him about the
box those three put in the van?

I think we better find out who they
are first. They look like students.

From what I could gather,

Patty and a girl named Liz Marshall had
been visiting three of the other girls.

Who were the other
three girls?

Cissy Canfield,
Donna Rossiter and Bo Fleming.

Did the police
question them?

Mm-hmm. They could
offer nothing.

It's about time
for my English class.

If you come up with anything
else, Mr. BIackmoor--

- There is one more thing.
- What's that?

Patty's parents said that
a valuable emerald ring...

was missing from
her personal possessions.

Oh, really?
Well, that could be worth checking into.

- We'll see you later.
- Thank you very much.

Mr. Blackmoor expects you,
so you can just go right on in.

- Oh.
- I'll put your bags in your roor

Great. I really appreciate it, Victor.
Anytime.

Listen,
if you need anything,

or even if you don't-- you can come to me.

Now you remember that.

I will. Thanks.

There's a really nice girl.

No uppity snob just 'cause her
daddy's got a million or two.

Seems real nice...
for a rich girl.

Oh! You must be
Kris Munroe.

Mr. Blackmoor?
Hello.

Well, you've really captured
the Blackmoor look.

I've, uh, put you in a room
with Cissy Canfield.

She was one of the three girls Patty
was with before she got killed.

Uh, well, I'm happy to know
you've done your homework.

I'll talk to you later.

Something wrong?

I was looking for
my pencil.

Oh, let's see.

Is this it?

Thank you.

Put your papers on my desk
as you leave, please.

You coming, Bo? No, go ahead.
I'll catch up.

I don't know
what to say.

I mean, you could have made a big deal
in front of everybody, but you didn't.

Your name's Bo, right?

That's an unusual name.

It's short for Bonell.

Why did you come
to Blackmoor, Bo?

To get an education.

Then why are you
denying it to yourself?

Think about that, okay?

Hey, Bo? Hey, Bo, wait. 80--

Wow, Miss Garrett's
really something special.

I will never cheat
in her class again.

You? Not cheat?
Not lie?

Not likely.

I mean it.
I won't.

Of course you will.
You can't help yourself.

Look,nobody understands you like I
do, Bo, baby.

I'd advise you to hang
on to that thought.

Now we go forward to face
the new instrucleur d'arz'.

Well, I see I'm not the only new member
of the class. You have a new classmate.

Would Kris Munroe
stand up, please?

There you are.
Tell you what--

I'm gonna ask you to
model for the class today.

That'll give you all a chance
to get acquainted.

After they've looked at you for an hour,
you can't feel like such a stranger.

All right?

- Would you step up on the
platform, please? - Okay.

All right, everybody.
I would like for you to sketch Kris...

in the style
that most appeals to you.

Now this isn't
for a grade.

I just wanna get an idea of your artistic
and/or aesthetic interests. All right?

So all I ask is a sincere stab at it.
Any questions?

Uh, do you think Kris
could move her hair,

so we could see
her face better?

Now she's all tensed up.

No, I'm very relaxed.

All right, everybody.
Let's get to work.

Oops. Now your hair's
in the way again.

Miss Duncan ? Yes.

I hate to be so fussy,
but...

she looks so stiff,
from my perspective anyway.

I mean, it makes me
feel uncomfortable.

She looks all right to me. I really
don't see what's bothering you, Donna.

Maybe it's the angle
of her head.

Would you mind
if I helped her a bit?

All right.

Thank you.

There. That's better.

Ouch!

Oh! How did I
do that?

Yes, how did you get your
finger twisted around my hair?

It was an accident.

Sure.

I'm terribly sorry.

Why don't you
just sit down, Donna?

You know,
it must have snagged on my ring.

Donna, take your seat,
please.

- Well, I just don't want you to think--
- Sit down, Donna.

Very well, Miss Duncan.
If you insist.

I do insist.

Sit down.

Thank you
very much.

All right,
ladies.

Let us get to work.

Ranchin' used to be
really great.

Good friends around,
all interested in each other.

All equal.

But they
all moved away.

It was
lonesome as sin out there.

So I moved too.
I been here about a year.

You know,
uh, Victor, uh,

I saw three girls from here put
something in the back of your van...

while you were
in the depot.

Were you aware of that?
No.

Let's go see
what it is.

I just can't imagine
what that could have been.

Well, I don't know.
I just thought you'd want to know.

Well, sure.

Well, I-- I just
don't understand that.

I mean, I saw them.

It was a rather good-sized,
heavy-looking box.

Well, there's nothin'
there now.

It was probably
some other van, John.

Let's get back
to the chores.

How'd it go, teach?
Pretty good.

I decided to try my own
variation of the inkblot test,

and I think I found
a monster.

Kris was the model
for that.

Yeah, you did find
a monster.

Mm-hmm.

Hi.
Speak of the devil.

Did someone capture
my unique radiance?

What do you think?
Ooh.

Well, the skin tones
are a bit off,

but, otherwise, I-

Looks like the creature from
the black lagoon. Donna, right?

Right.
How'd you guess?

It's my hair.
I don't think she likes my hair.

I don't think she likes
anything about me.

Hello. Come to pull
my hair again?

You seem moderately
intelligent, Kris.

And I'm sure you wouldn't want to lose
any more of that beautiful blonde mop.

So I suggest you listen
very carefully.

I believe this is the part
where I'm supposed to tremble?

I want you to forget
you saw me at the bus depot.

I want you to forget everything
you saw at the bus depot.

And don't give me
any trouble,

or you'll be a long time
regretting it.

- Now that sounds like a threat.
- Only because it is.

Bosley. Yeah,

Listen, did you find out
anything about the box...

the girls put in the back
of Victor's van?

Yeah. When Victor and I went to
look in the van, the box was gone.

Well, Donna just laid
a real heavy trip on me...

about forgetting everything
that I saw at the depot.

That seems to give some importance to the
contents of the box, wouldn't you say?

I'd say so. Maybe it's tied to
Patty Cantwell's death somehow.

Yeah, let's hope so.

I'd like to wrap this thing up
before somebody else gets killed.

Uh, carry on.

You're late.
I couldn't help it.

I had three collections
to make and--

Excuses.
Always excuses.

You know, Liz,
I'm not sure I can trust you.

In fact, we were just
talking before you came in.

Where were you the night
Patty was strangled, Liz?

I was in bed.

You say that,
but how do we know it wasn't you...

who wrapped that nylon
around her throat?

Oh. You've got
to be kidding.

Patty was my good friend.

Well, she certainly didn't act
like a friend that night, did she?

And you
were very angry.

Lay off, Donna.
This isn't funny.

- Since when do you tell me what to do?
- Well, you're being cruel.

You'd better remember
who you're talking to, Bo.

Gimme your orders, Liz.

Two bottles of booze.
One bottle of happy pills.

One bottle of downers.

Well, don't just stand there.
Make your deliveries.

Donna, why are you so mean to her?
She loves it.

She needs it.
She needs to be told what to do...

just like you two
need to be told,.

I'll get my share later.

You'll get your share
now.

I don't want it.
Oh, yes, you do want it.

It's your share.
It is your commitment to me.

Donna, she doesn't want the money.
What's the big deal?

We're in this together,
Bo, the three of us.

All the way.

Do you understand,
Cissy?

Yes, Donna.
I understand.

Good.

You may leave now.

Someday, Donna, you're gonna meet
somebody who isn't afraid of you.

Not like you, huh, Bo?

Miss Duncan doesn't think that you're
so hot. Maybe she'll be the one.

I'll take care of Miss Duncan.
My way.

In my own time.

And you keep your mouth
shut, understand?

Go on, get out of here.

Hi.
Hi.

Where's Cissy? I don't know.
I haven't seen her.

Oh. Look, um, I'm sorry about
what happened in art class today.

It was really mean
what Donna did to you.

Listen, I've had my hair
pulled by experts.

I was gonna get some juice.
You want some?

Doesn't it bother you the
way Donna treated you?

Should it?

Well, if Donna accepts
you, the others accept you.

If she doesn't,
you're out.

And without friends around
here, it gets a little lonely.

I suppose it does.
Come on.

Well, it sounds to me
like she has herself...

a little totalitarian
setup here.

She has.

Patty was my good friend,
no matter what Donna says.

What does Donna say?

She didn't actually
come out and say it,

but she implied
that I killed Patty.

I don't know Why she'd say
that or M] y she'd think it.

Maybe you're just putting too much
importance on what Donna says.

Kris, I want to belong.

You know, everybody
needs to belong somewhere.

Well, I just think you have to belong to
yourself before you can belong anywhere.

I guess you're right.

Anyway,
I'm very glad you came to Blackmoor.

I'm glad too.

Cheers?

Cheers.

Hi.
Hi.

I promise I won't stop unpacking
until I'm all moved in.

Would you like
some help?

Sure. You wanna hang up
these pants for me? Sure.

You know, I thought you worked
here when I first met you.

Whatever gave you
that idea?

Well, when I was at the depot,
I saw you and Donna...

and Bo loading a crate
into the school van.

I don't know what in the
world you're talking about.

Excuse me.

Cissy.

Patty's parents
said that a valuable emerald ring...

was missing from
her personal possessions.

Hello?

Bree? Kris.

Well, I found
Patty Cantwell's ring.

My roommate had it.

You sure it's Patty's?

It has a big P.C. on it.

All right. Then that puts
Cissy at the top of the list.

Yep.
Maybe you should call Charlie,

and we should have the
police come and get her.

No, no, no.
It's too circumstantial.

I mean, somebody
could have planted it.

Yeah, I guess you're right.
Well, I'll just put it back and--

Bree, wait a minute.

My God, Bree.
Cissy's a kleptomaniac.

She even took that plastic
bauble that was on my key chain.

I have to get back to you.

All right. - Bye.

Cissy.

Listen, I'm sorry
I upset you...

about mentioning the van
and the box and everything.

If Donna finds out, you know,
she's gonna be very upset.

She'll be sure I told you.

Well, why? I mean,
what's the big deal?

What's in the box anyway?

I can't tell you.

Well, no wonder Donna
was so upset.

You know, when she found out I
was watching you at the depot.

She told me
very emphatically...

to just forget it.

Then I suggest
it's best you do.

Okay, I'll tell you what.

I'll never bring it up
again, okay?

You know, Kris--
Hmm'?

Having you here is kinda
like having a sister.

I think it's gonna be real nice
to have somebody to talk to.

I'll tell you what.
We'll make a deal. What?

Anytime you feel like
talkin', just ask me. Thanks.

Drawer?
Yeah.

"Dear Dr. Blackmoor,

"I think you should know-- Bo
Fleming cheated on her exam...

"in Miss Garrett's
class yesterday.

"Obviously, I can't sign this.

A dedicated student. "

You wrote that note to the
dean, didn't you?

You told him
that I cheated!

Donna was right.

All that friendly
understanding was just an act.

If I wanted to report you, Bo, I wouldn't
have to do it with an anonymous note.

And Donna is wrong.
It isn't an act.

I do care about you.

I know who did it then.

Liz. She's the one that told
me to cheat in the first place.

I'd be careful about
another hasty conclusion.

We're friends again,
aren't we?

I never stopped
being your friend.

I'm glad.

See you later.

Don't you ever--

Don't you ever mention
Patty Cantwell's name again!

Am I getting through?

You're getting through, Donna,
but I'm not sure I care anymore.

Patty was right.
You are--

Keep that mouth
of yours shut.

You-[70a.

Hiya.
Hi.

I just saw our friend
Donna in action.

She slapped Liz
and threatened her,

because she was talking
about Patty Cantwell.

I think we're close,
and I think Donna is a big part of it.

I agree. Donna can't afford to have anyone
in authority around her she can't con.

Right.
I don't know. See you.

See you.
All righty.

Hmm. Let's go.

Hi, ladies.
Have some juice.

Hi, Bo.

You really stooped low
this time, Liz.

What are you
talking about?

The note that you sent to the
dean saying that I cheated.

What are you talking about?
I don't know anything about a note.

Don't lie. I'm gonna get even
for that stab in the back.

Bo, wait a minute.
What are you talking about? This is crazy.

It's pretty, huh?

Hard to believe a girl was
killed here last week. Yeah.

No! Oh, no!

Liz? What happened?

What happened?

What is it? I don't know.
I just got here--

Liz, who was in here?
I don't know.

Liz, can you tell us what you saw?

Nothing. I-- I felt
something around my neck.

Did anyone see anyone
or hear anything?

I was asleep
till I heard her scream.

Liz,
are you all right?

Just a minute, Bo.
I want to talk to you.

- Look, Victor, I'm in a hurry, all right?
- I still wanna talk to you.

You can meet me in the tack
room right after dinner tonight.

Don't be ridiculous, Victor. I have
no intention of meeting you anywhere.

I wouldn't act so high
and mighty if I was you.

I heard you threaten Liz
yesterday...

just fore somebody
tried to strangle her.

I think you'd better
come to the tack room,

and you'll talk to me.
All right.

Bo?

Oh, hi, Miss Garrett.

Hi. What was
that all about?

Oh, I just forgot
to clean my tack,

and Victor got
a little upset.

That's all.
I see.

Well, I gotta go.
Okay.

I finally found the
box behind some of the bales

- Whoa!
- My heavens.

Yeah.
Brandy and pills.

But why? None of these girls
need to sell anything for money.

Well, for kicks.
Danna lives on kicks.

But what kind of kicks ?

I mean, did she kill
Patty, try to kill Liz?

You couldn't convict her
on what we've got so far.

All right.
We need a motive and a girl tied [a it.

Bo thinks Liz
reported her for cheating,

but I don't think
Bo's really bad.

Not that bad.

Well, I'm afraid
that Cissy's a klepto.

And she and Bo are Donna's
constant companions.

I'm just afraid that Donna can
get them to do anything she wants.

Meaning that all three of them could
be connected with the stranglings?

803, did Victor know about
the liquor and pills?

Not that I know of.
Why?

Well, it seems that Bo and
Victor were arguing this morning.

When I asked her about it, she said it
was because she hadn't cleaned her tack.

Well, that's very odd,
because I saw her cleaning it.

I figured
she was lying.

Do you suppose that
Victor discovered the box,

and that's why
he's so angry?

Look, Kris and I have
an art class in 10 minutes.

- Why don't you talk to Victor?
- Okay. Check you later.

All right.
Be careful.

By selling this stuff
to the other girls,

Donna gets a hold
over them too, huh?

No wonder she runs the
pecking order around here.

Yeah,
rule by intimidation.

Strange that none of that
dark side shows up, though,

in that pretty face.

I think she's coming from
a very strange place.

That little
picture she drew of me...

after she touched my hair in art class
gives you a good idea where her head's at.

Well, it's not that.
Face it-- Look!

Bosley!

I can't get it out!
Forget it, Bosley.

Bree, let's try the window.
Think you can get up there?

I'll give it a shot.

Let's save the horses.

Hey! That's Donna's horse. What's
it doing out here so safe and sound?

It was in the barn with the rest
when I went to the tack room.

We'll take care of Donna.
You take care of these horses.

Okay, okay.
Go ahead.

Whoa, whoa, boy.

Come on!
Come on!

Go!
Come on!

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Yeah, I'm kinda hard to locate.
They keep me so blasted busy.

Well, if you have a little
time, I'd like to talk.

'Bout what?

The box the girls smuggled
into school in your van...

full of liquor
and pills.

You been talking
to Donna?

No. I've been talking
to Bo Fleming.

How 'bout a drink?

No, thank you.

You knew about
their little racket?

Miss Garrett, Bo lies.

You can't believe
anything she says.

You seemed relieved when you found
out I hadn't talked to Donna.

Relieved? I don't know
what you mean.

Maybe I shou/dsee Donna.

Seems to me like you're getting pretty
far out of your department, teacher.

Maybe too far.

How come I get the feeling...

we're talking about more
than just liquor and pills?

I ain't in no mood to play
mouse while you play cat.

You stuck-up,
spoiled little snob.

Treatin' me like I was
some tuck-tailed our dog.

You ain't gonna do no more
talkin' to nobody, pretty lady.

Uh-uh.

No more talkin' at all.

Come on!
Come on, hurry up!

I'd like to talk to you, Donna.
Alone.

Gee, uh,

that's too bad,
because I'm not leaving my friends.

You see, we stick together.
Share and share alike, right, girls?

Donna set the tack room on
fire with three people in it.

Would you like to share
murder with her?

I don't believe you.

Well, she's lying,
isn't she?

Of course she is.

You've got some nerve trying to make
my friends believe a story like that.

- We don't have to listen to her. Let's go.
- No, wait a minute.

Now we know about the liquor,
and we know about the pills.

But next to attempted murder,
that's really nothing.

They're lying.
You know Kris hates me.

Can '1' you see What they're trying to do?
Trying to break us up?

Before you go any further,
let me say something else.

Kris, Miss Garrett and I
are private detectives.

We're not talking about
an infraction of the rules.

We're talking about a deliberate
attempt to burn three people to death!

I couldn't
set anybody on fire.

I didn't know anything
about it.

And she made us
sell the pills--

Quiet, Cissy.
No!

It's time
we started talking.

She blackmailed us
into doing these things.

Shut up, Bo.
I'm warning you.

It's not gonna work
anymore, Donna.

See, we know that Cissy's a
kleptomaniac, and we know that Bo lies.

But you're different.

Oh, now wait a minute.

You can't lay it all on me.

I'm not
taking the blame alone.

She stole Patty Cantwell's
emerald ring.

And one of her lies got
the history teacher fired.

Then there's Victor.
Real nice fellow...

till he gets out his black
gloves and nylon stocking.

What?

Victor's the strangler?

Donna, are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

I caught him
coming out of Patty's room.

Why do you think he went
along with our deliveries?

Kelly's with him.
Yeah, I know.

I just saw them in the Jeep
heading towards the lake.

When, Bo?

Just a minute ago.

There's a shortcut
straight over the hills.

Do you want me to show you?
Yeah, come on.

Bo, stay here. We'll be all right
as long as we stick together.

Cissy, listen to me. No, Donna.
I don't want any more of your--

Wait!

Who needs you anyway?

I should have made
Victor kill you.

I should have made Victor
kill both of you.

Bosley, it's Victor.
Victor?

He's got Kelly
in the Jeep.

Is there gas in that thing?
Yeah, I think so.

Donna's gonna try to get away.
Okay, I'll take care of Donna.

Come on!
Let's go.

Come on!
Hurry up. Hurry up.

You stupid fool!
Get that thing out of my way!

Feeble-minded hayseed.

I can't hear a thing
with that motor running.

Move it so I can
get out of here!

Please get out of that car.

Move!

I didn't mean to kill her,
just scare her like the others.

Who do they think they are?
Never done a day's work.

Lording it over people.

Hold it steady.

I'll try to hit
the tire.

Kelly, are you all right?

I'm okay.

Go after him.

Guess what, Victor.
You just flunked out of Blackmoor.

I'm glad you're back, Angels.

I hope your brush with higher
education was beneficial.

Well, if Blackmoor is typical, I understand
why they call it finishing school.

Yep. It seemed like
some of those girls...

were majoring in mayhem
and blackmail.

And minoring in lying,
thievery and intimidation.

What's gonna happen
to them, Charlie?

Victor is in custody,
and so is Donna.

Geoffrey Blackmoor was so
happy with the job you did,

They're under
the desk, Bosley.

Hey!
Ooh!

Here you are, Bosley.
Thank you very much. Thank you.

Love presents!

Hey!

Not my style.

Well, it's nice,
but, uh--

But, uh, square.

What did you expect?
The man's an educator.

You are now honorary
graduates of Blackmoor.

Graduates
of a girls' school?

How am I gonna tell that to
the guys in the locker room?

Well, maybe you'll find
something more to your taste...

in, um, Acapulco, Angels.

Look in the boxes.
Your tickets are there.

If you hurry,
you can just catch the next plane.

First-class. I love it!