All language subtitles for Charlies Angels - S4E01 (pt1) 1080p (moviesbyrizzo upl)

Hey, fellas,
I need some help.

My engine's burning.

Open the door,
I can't hear ya.

Hey, give me your--
I need the fire extinguisher.

My engine's burning.

Hey, fellas,
I need some help.

Open the door,
I can't hear ya.

I need the fire extinguisher.

Angels, your nextass/gnment

invol ves a major art theft tha
t took pla ce three da ys ago.

Five million dollars worth
of bronze and gold statuary

that was being transferred
from Los Angeles harbor

to the Wellington museum.

You'll get the details later.

Meanwhile, I have just heard
from Sabrina.

Still in a state of wedded
euphoria, Charlie?

Well, not quite.

No?

I believe the honeymoon
is over.

Uh-oh. Trouble in paradise?

No, the oncoming patter
of tiny feet.

- You're kidding.
- Oh, that's amazing.

She's quite thrilled
with the whole thing.

Oh, by the way.
Has miss welles arrived yet?

"Welles"?

Tiffany welles,
your new partner.

Charlie, I thought
we were down to a trio.

Which reminds me,
where is bosley?

He'll be arriving shortly.

I hope you like miss welles.

Her father's
an old friend of mine,

lieutenant of detectives
in Boston.

She graduated from
the police academy there,

top in her class.

Sounds interesting.

Yeah, she's something special.

As you'll see
when you meet her.

That must be her now.

Hello.

Is this the townsend agency?

Yes, it is.

Oh, goody . Hee-hee.

I had such a hard time
finding it.

I got lost three times.

Angels, did I hear
someone come in?

Oh, yes, Charlie.

Well, then, byall means,
introduce yourselves.

Uh, right. Right.

Would you mind if I had a pop?

What?

A pop. Heh.
You know, soda pop.

Oh, n-no.

Oh, well, sorry I asked.

Oh, no, I-I mean I don't mind
if you have a soda pop.

Oh, heh.

You're a peach.
Um, where is it?

In the ice box.

You keep your linen
in the ice box?

"Linen"?

Yes, you know,
towels, napkins...

Uh, could we start all over?

Yeah, start over over here.

Ah.

Kris, Kelly, Tiffany welles.

- Hi.
- Hi.

We thought that she--

no, not quite.
Our new linen service.

Oh.

Well, I couldn't find
the refrigerator,

so I'll have to take
a rain check on the pop.

I'll see you later.

- Okay, bye-bye.
- Okay, thank you very much.

Bye-bye.

Shall we take this
again from the top?

I'm Tiffany welles.

Kris munroe.
Hi.

Kelly Garrett.

Hi.

Come on in and sit down.

- Would you like some coffee?
- No, thanks.

You're staring,
is there something wrong?

Oh, no.
Oh, no.

You're right, Charlie.

I think she
is something special.

I think so too, Charlie.

I'm glad you approve, angels.

That's Charlie?

Welcome, Tiffany.

I think I'm gonna have
a nervous breakdown.

Oh, no, no, don't worry,
you're gonna be just fine.

Did, uh, Charlie say
that he and your father

were old friends?

Very old friends.

You ever see Charlie?

No, I never did.

Well, your father, he must
have told you a lot about him.

Well, he must have
described him to you.

Didn't he, Tiffany?

Uh, uh, uh. Kelly...

Oh, he did better than that.

Dad gave me a picture
of the two of them together.

- Would you like to see it?
- Tiffany--

quiet, 808. Of course we'd love to see it.
Are you kidding?

Listen, if you want to make
two great friends for life,

show US this picture.

Come on. Hurry.

We waited a long time
for this.

That's for sure. Ooh.

Like I said,
they're very old friends.

How would you like a dead
lizard dropped down your dress?

I'm sorry, but my father
wouldn't tell me

anything about Charlie.

All he'd do is give me
this dumb picture.

Sorry, angels.

One of these days, Charlie.

One of these days.

Well, now that
the introductions are over,

let's get back
to that art theft.

What art theft?

Oh, well, we'll fill you
in on that later.

Now, bosley has your tickets.

Our client will meet you
on the ship.

Contact captain stubing
as soon as you board.

Ship? What ship?

The one that will take
you to the Caribbean.

The Caribbean?

It sails in two hours.

All right,
don't just stand there...

Haven't even packed.
Come on, Tiffany.

We're never going
to make it.

We'll see you on the boat.

We like her, Charlie.

Bon voyage.

Hi, welcome aboard.

Hi, welcome aboard.

Hello. Welcome aboard.

Welcome aboard.

- Captain stubing.
- Yes.

Hello, I'm kris munroe.

This is Tiffany welles
and Kelly Garrett. Hello.

The bosley people.

Welcome aboard.

This is Julie McCoy,
our cruise director.

Hi.
Hello.

- Hi.
- Nice little boat you got here.

- We like it.
- I think they call it a ship.

Oh, well,
even better.

It's sea-talk.
You'll get used to it.

Well, as long as it doesn't
have any holes in it,

I think we're gonna have
a wonderful time.

Just portholes,
and they're all on the sides.

Good planning.

We try.

Oh, by the way,

uh, Mr. Bosley's waiting
for you in cabin 2A.

Where is that?

Cabin 2A. Cabin 2A is,
uh, slightly forward.

I could take you there.

Uh, this is gopher.

He's also slightly forward.

Mm. Yeah.

Well, you ladies will be
having dinner with me tonight,

eight bells.

- Thank you, captain.
- Thank you.

Till then.

Thank you, sir.

"Eight bells" means 8:00.

How do you know that?

Well, like bosley said,
we're very clever.

He didn't say where we were
having dinner though.

When you dine
with the captain,

you dine at the
captain's table.

I had that one figured out.

Well, it's the easy one.

Gopher...

Mm. Ah, cabin" cabin 2A.

Why don't I just, uh--

thank you.
I'll take those.

Okay, follow me. Ha.

Thank you very much.

Enjoy your cruise.

Bye.

Hello, welcome aboard.

Hello.
Hi.

I'm Paul Hollister.

This is Wes Anderson.

Hi.
Hello.

What do you do here?

Well, as the ship's
cruise director,

it's my job to make sure
you have a marvelous time.

Ah, well, that's something
we'll do just fine.

Now, this we call
a companionway.

On land, it's-- it's called
a corridor, but at sea--

ah, here we are. Yes.

Oh, excuse me.

Hi.
Hi, girls.

Hi.
Hello.

Well, very nice,

but not particularly nautical.

Well, you didn't give US
much time to get nautical.

Uh, thank you.

Ah, thank-- thank you.

- Thank you.
- Bye.

You know, speaking of time--

oh, yes.
--It's passing.

Uh, girls, this is our client,
uh, Mr. Avery.

- Hello.
- How do you do?

Eastern international
insurance.

Sit down, girls.

Uh, you and Mr. Avery
will be traveling together.

Separate cabins,
of course.

Uh-huh.

Uh, Mr. Avery
is the chief investigator

for eastern international.

He's what they call
a retriever.

What are you trying
to retrieve, Mr. Avery?

Five million dollars worth

of grecian bronze and gold
statuary my company insured.

Mm. I take it, then, that we
are going to help Mr. Avery

retrieve these things.

That's the idea.

Here's a list of all
the stolen pieces

and a description of exactly
how they were taken.

You can read that
at your leisure.

I also have catalogue pictures
of each piece

which I'll give to you later.

In the meantime, I'll show you
a picture of the fellow

who lifted the merchandise.

Uh, and I do mean lifted

as you'll understand when you
read the details of the robbery.

Paul Hollister.

Hm. Too bad he's a thief.

Very handsome fellow.

Mr. Hollister
is sort of a modern day

soldier of fortune.

If you'll excuse the cliche.

He, uh-- he was a fighter
pilot in the Navy.

He was wounded in,
uh, Vietnam.

Decorated twice
and honorably discharged.

Later he became sort of a--

a freelance international
photo journalist

with some of your
better magazines.

H-He was in Vietnam
when the refugees

were trying to get
out of Saigon.

He took these photos.

That is very good work.

Mr. Hollister was deeply
sympathetic with the Vietnamese.

As a matter of fact, he, uh,

fought with them
on the streets of Saigon.

And then later,
when everything fell apart,

and the communists
overran the country,

he barely escaped
the country with his life.

Along with this fellow:

Wes Anderson.

A former peace corps worker.

He also fought with
Hollister on the streets

and the two have been
friends ever since.

Tell me, how could Hollister
have been that involved,

that caring,
and become a thief.

I don't know.

I do know he's been involved

in some brilliantly
conceived thefts

in the last few years,

and Mr. Hollister
has yet to serve

one day in prison.

Hm. So you want US
to find Hollister.

Hardly.

You see, he's a passenger
on this ship.

He and Wes Anderson.

Um...

I'm confused.

It's really not
very complicated.

Well, you see,
Paul Hollister stole

the shipment of bronze
and gold statuary,

when it was being transferred
from a Greek freighter,

the lady scot/a,

to the new Wellington museum
in Los Angeles.

Now, either we retrieve
the pieces,

or eastern insurance will
have to pay Mr. Wellington

$5 million.

Wait a minute.

If you know Hollister
took the stuff,

and you know he's here,

why don't you
just have him arrested?

I'm afraid I,
uh-- I can't prove he did do it.

Even though I have very strong
circumstantial evidence,

such as the fact
that he was a last minute

cabin passenger
on the lady scot/a.

However, even if we
did have the proof,

we're much more interested
in saving ourselves $5 million

than in seeing
Mr. Hollister in prison.

In other words,
ut/l/tasante /us7'/7'/am.

I beg your pardon?

My mother teaches Latin.

Ah, yes,
"utilitas ante iustitiam."

That's, uh,
"expediency before justice."

That's right.
That's good.

"Expediency before justice."
Hm.

That's very well put.

You see, i'm--
I'm not really interested

in Paul Hollister's

moral character.

I just want the merchandise.

Okay, where do we start?

Well, you three
have to have dinner

with captain stubing tonight,

so I suggest one of you bring
Mr. Hollister as a guest.

Uh, you said "we three." Where
are you going to be, bos?

Well, Mr. Bosley will
be watching this lady.

Eleanor case.

Well-educated,
art history degree.

She worked for various museums

before she went on
to the more lucrative field

of fencing stolen art.

And like Mr. Hollister,

she has never spent
a day in prison.

Where is she now?

She's in Los Angeles.

She and Paul Hollister
met two nights ago.

When, I believe, she then agreed
to fence the stolen merchandise.

So you'll stay in Los Angeles
and watch miss case,

and we'll watch Mr. Hollister.

And you'll be in St. Thomas
before me.

I've got to get back
to the office.

Happy sailing.

Bye, bos.

Bye.

[All speaking indistinctly

Ooh. Lord have mercy.

Friends of mine.

Close friends.

Well, maybe one of 'em.

Which one.

Which one do you like.

I can't make up my mind.

Neither can I.

I think I could
get interested.

Guess what.

You just lost interest.

You're very perceptive.

Oh, I suppose you wanna
punch me out, huh?

No, I want to go
change my pants.

Then I want to punch you out.

Lovely day, ladies.

Uh, bandit, 2 o'clock.

What?
What?

Paul Hollister.

Sure is a crime he's a thief.

Isn't that redundant?

Ithink so.

Anyway,
we've got to decide

which one of US begins
a relationship

with Paul Hollister.

I think the decision
has already been made.

By Mr. Paul Hollister himself.

Interesting...

...how some people remind US
of other people.

You noticed.

Yeah, we're all victims
of habit, my friend.

It's time for a drink.

Good luck.

Thanks.

Hi.
Hi.

Just saw you pouring
something green.

Yes, but you can have
any color you like.

I like green.
It matches my suit.

I like it too. Heh.

Hi.

Hi, yourself.

I'll have the same.

Oh, certainly.

Bad habit.

Drinking?

Staring.

It's a habit I got into
as a kid.

Hope you forgive me.

If you'll forgive me
for hoping you'd be staring.

I like that quality.

What's that?

Frankness. No games.

Frankly, I really should
get back to my friends.

Listen, uh,
how about dinner?

If you'd like to join me
at the captain's table,

eight bells.

Mm. Very nautical.

But nice.

A small salutation,
if I may.

May every night of this voyage

be as delightful
as this has been.

Thank you.

See anything you like?

I don't see anything
I don't like.

Me either.

Tell me about you.

I already told you.

Ex-Navy pilot,

photojournalist.

And now?

Now?

I'm taking a cruise
on the high seas

and looking at
a very pretty lady

who still hasn't told me
what she does.

Would it matter?

Not likely.

Good. Let's leave it that way.

Well, now I'm really curious.

I think I like you curious.

Take me for a walk?

My very thought.

I don't think so.

Captain.
Yes?

Would you excuse US?

Oh, by all means.

See you later.

What is it?

Is something wrong?

No. Nothing.

Ooh.

I'm still curious.

Well, let's just say I'm a lady
who lives on her instincts.

They all do that.

Let's let it go at that.

Can't.
Why?

I wanna know who I'm getting
involved with.

Are you getting involved?

Are you?

Maybe.

Well, that's good.

I don't want to do it alone.

So tell me all about yourself,
miss munroe.

Well, I like living well,

and that's expensive.

Mm-hm.

So I do what I have
to do to survive.

I'm in stocks, bonds, jewelry,
anything with a price.

Sometimes my methods
are socially acceptable...

And sometimes they're not.

You're amused.

Intrigued.

Good.

Why don't we
leave it that way?

I really should get back
to my friends.

If you, uh, would like
to continue this conversation,

I'm in cabin 11c.

I'll keep that in mind.

Hi.

Back so soon?

Yes. It got a little heavy.

You mean he got rough?

No, he got very gentle.

That got a little rough.

Hm. You look happily
distressed.

Yes, as I said,

pity he's a thief.

You see those three?

What about them?

When Paul saw them,
he got very uptight.

I'll check with the purser,
he probably has their names.

By the way, what approach are
you using with Mr. Hollister?

The old, uh, "it takes a thief
to catch a thief."

I figure if I
reluctantly confess

to a lifestyle
that is illegal,

but very classy,

he'll take me
in his confidence.

Hmm.

I'll see you later
in the cabin.

Don't stay up too late.

Thanks, mom.

Be careful.

Bye.

The hell are you doing here?

Mr. Damajaran is concerned.

You're supposed to wait
in Los Angeles.

Well, he's also impatient and,
well, a little suspicious.

I told you
we wait at least three weeks

before we move
the merchandise.

Mr. Damajaran
accepts that premise.

It's just that we'd like to
know where the merchandise is.

I mean, all of a sudden
you disappear on US.

We went back to where
the boxes were hidden.

They'd been broken into
and, well, they were empty.

I took out the pieces to make
sure none of them were damaged.

- All right?
- All right.

Where are they now?

Now, you listen.

Damajaran hired me
to move that merchandise.

He's been looking
over my shoulder

ever since this operation
began.

I don't like people looking
over my shoulder.

Now, you tell him.

I'll move the merchandise

when I think it's safe.

In the meantime,

I'm enjoying a little vacation
on the high seas.

I don't want to see you three
again until I'm ready.

Mr. Hollister, you need
to learn some manners.

Okay, gentlemen,
the party's over.

All right, get.

Why don't we call it a night.

This isn't the end of it,
Hollister,

or any of you.

Whoever you are.
Come on.

Phew.

Well, uh- ahem.

You're so pretty
I think I'll forgive you.

Forgive me?

For interfering

just when it was getting
to be good sport.

Ahem. Aren't you going
to introduce me to the lady?

I'm not sure I know the lady.

She seems to change

from moment to moment.

I haven't changed.

You're just getting to see a
little more of me, that's all.

Ah.

- Wes, say hello to kris.
- Hi.

Hi. How are you?

Still interested?

Very much.

Mind telling me why
you carry a gun?

You want to tell me
who those three were?

That's a dull story.

Mm. I have a very
patient nature.

Maybe we should, uh,
both drop the questions.

Till we get to know
each other better.

I'm looking forward to that.

Well, angels,

bosley is still following
the elegant miss Eleanor case

all over Los Angeles.

How goes it on the
salty brine?

Well, kris is keeping a
close watch on Paul Hollister

and there are three rather
unpleasant fellows watching him,

our client is impatient,

and Tiffany and I
are getting marvelous suntans.

Good.

Now, the three fellows
watching Hollister,

do you want me
to check them out?

Please, Charlie. They're
registered with the purser

as John kadin, Joseph stack
and Edward Rourke.

I'll get right on it.

When do you reach St. Thomas?

Oh, in about four pounds.

Four pounds?

Charlie,
the food is incredible.

I'm gaining two pounds a day.

So you'll be there
day after tomorrow.

Oh, he's very good at math.

Yes, Charlie loves figures.

I love working for you,
Charlie. Bye.

Goodbye.

He is going to check them out?

Don't you ever relax?

Well, not as well
as you two, apparently.

Re lax?

This is my first case.
Do I look relaxed?

Yes.

I feel like a drink.
How about you?

Hmm.

Two minds that think like one.

Wes, who are those three?

I don't know.

Who cares?

I care.

You worried about Paul?

Well, they did look
pretty mean last night.

Well, Paul can
take care of himself.

You've known him
a long time. Huh?

Mm-hm.

Didn't he tell me that, uh,

you met during that mess
in Vietnam?

Yeah.

Those were good days.

Good days?

Yeah.

They had reasons for living,
reasons for fighting.

They were good days.

And now?

Now the days are easy,

but sometimes...

Kind of meaningless.

We'll fix that soon.

Fix it? How?

You know, for a lady
that carries a gun,

doesn't tell anything about
herself,

you sure do ask
a lot of questions.

Well, you know how it is

when a lady's interested
in a fella,

she wants to know
all about him.

Where he's been,
who he's been with...

If he's been married.

No, Paul never married.

There was a girl once.

Just like you.

She worked with me and my wife
in the peace corps...

But, uh-

but what?

Well, they were both killed
during the fighting in Saigon.

That's awful.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Sure changed him.

I see.

I hope so,

because...

Well, Paul's the kind of guy
who feels things very deeply.

I'll keep that in mind.

Oh, miss, uh, may I have
a phone at my table?

- Uh, yes, sir.
- Thank you.

- Thanks.
- Thank you.

Oh, Charlie.

Bosley?

I'm still with her.

Well, stay with her.

I just got some responses
from Interpol

on the two fellas
you'd seen talking to her.

They're both known dealers
in stolen art.

Mr. Wales and a Mr. Jurgensen.

So Paul Hollister
pulls the robbery,

then goes to miss case,

who in turn goes to a couple
of dealers in stolen art.

You know,
it's beginning to track.

80 it would seem.

I think it's time that I took
a closer look at miss case.

I'll check back later.

Miss case?

Yes?

I hate to impose,

but I would like to speak
with you for just a moment.

You're not selling magazines,
are you?

No, as a matter of fact,
I'm not selling, I'm buying.

I think we can do business.

May I?

That's Avery novel approach,
mr'.”...

My name is not important.

In fact, in my line of work,

anonymity is sometimes
a prerequisite for survival.

What is your line of work?

Let US say that I just toil

in the same vineyards
as yourself.

Really.

It has come to my attention
that you are the representative

of certain pieces of art

that are for sale.

I can't imagine where you
got that information.

Well, you have been
in the company of gentlemen

who do deal
in such objets d'art.

I keep company
with several gentlemen.

Yes.

I can certainly see why.

But I happen to be

more interested
in what was discussed

with two gentlemen
in particular.

A Mr. Wales
and a Mr. Jurgensen.

Are you saying that they

told you that I mentioned
these objects of art?

Are you saying you didn't?

I'm saying I find
this conversation tedious.

Oh.

Well, that sounds
like my cue to leave.

Yes, it does.

Some other time perhaps.

I don't think so.

Good day.

Hello.
Hi.

Mr. Avery.

You see
the beach?

Lovely.

Should we?

Let's go.

Let's.

I'm not pleased, Rourke.

Mr. Damajaran,
I would have been

more insistent with Hollister,

but, well, he's no good
to you dead, is he?

Mm.

That young woman
he's taken up with.

Who is she?

Her name is munroe. Kris munroe.
That's all I could find out.

Well, find out more.

Everything about her
and her two friends.

And get Hollister now.

Suppose he doesn't wanna come.

Bring him anyway.

Hollister. You stay real calm.

Somebody wants to talk to you
out in the parking lot.

Now, you just turn around,
follow this big fella here, huh?

Come on.

Kelly, look over there.

Aren't those the same
three guys from the boat?

They certainly are.

Put him in the car.

No, kris--

lady,
you've pushed your luck far enough.

Now, you wanna keep breathing,
you back off.

I appreciate the thought,
love. Do as he says.

You make a move, he gets it,
you understand?

Let's go.

What was that all about?

We just lost
our prime suspect.

Oh, terrific.

J