Original subtitles

So, that's the assignment.

Now you know why I had to fly you into New York on such short notice.

King Kusari from Dalpor. That's quite an honor.

I've known him for a long time. He's an old friend of mine.

This is the most glamorous assignment you've ever given me

and I want to thank you.

Glamorous? Yes.

And dangerous.

You're going alone on this one.

Your mission will be to keep the King from getting assassinated.

Who would want to kill him?

He's one of the fairest and most democratic kings

this world has seen in a long time.

Jaime, there are some undemocratic people in his country

that have other ideas.

(SCOFFING)

Does the King know that I'm from the O.S.I.?

No. And we'd rather he wouldn't.

He's been offered protection, but he's turned it down.

But he has accepted an offer from the State Department

for a social secretary.

Mmm. Miss Social Secretary. Hmm.

You'll be working with Mr. Sam Sloan,

who's chief of protocol in the city of New York.

Does this Mr. Sloan know that I'm from the O.S.I.?

Well, won't he guess?

If I know Sam, he'll be busy admiring your legs.

Well, is he hung up on bionics?

No, no. I'm the one that's hung up on bionics, remember?

Okay, babe, that's it. Oh, one more thing.

Keep the royal gatherings small so we can keep

a close watch on everyone that has access to the King.

All right.

That's it. (BUZZING)

Yes.

(BUZZING CONTINUES)

Yes? (BUZZING CONTINUES)

Hello?

Hello? (BUZZING CONTINUES)

Sally, what's...

Oh, I bet you I know what...

Ah! (CHUCKLES) Sure is.

See, I thought it would be better if I just put him

on the plane with me and then we'd get up here

and you could help me find a place to...

(MAX WHINING)

I'll arrange a place for Max to be comfortably housed at the New York lab, Jaime.

Thank you.

Or maybe we could just find him a job here, huh?

(BARKS)

Mmm!

I can't wait for this weekend.

This weekend?

We're going sailing, remember?

Beth, I'm sorry, I can't...

Sam, you promised. I changed all my plans to be with you this weekend.

Now, darling,

I just found out this morning... (PHONE RINGING)

that I have to take care of a king this weekend.

Well, can't you get somebody else to take care of him?

Yes?

Oh, very well.

Beth, this is the CIA.

I... About the security plans for protecting the King.

I have to talk to them alone, darling. You understand.

But I promise, I am absolutely free next weekend.

I hate you.

No, you don't.

It's a date.

Hello, Marilyn.

Excuse me. Hi. I'm Jaime SOMMERS.

Mr. Sloan is expecting me.

Oh, yes, Ms. SOMMERS.

Mr. Sloan, Ms. SOMMERS is here.

Fine.

Please go right in, Ms. SOMMERS. Through those doors.

Okay, thank you.

Yes, I wanna be there, too.

(CHUCKLING)

Mmm-hmm.

Yes, it was good talking to you, too.

Goodbye.

Hello. Hello.

God, you are not at all what I expected, Ms. SOMMERS.

I'm very happy to meet you.

Well, thank you. Very pleased to meet you, Mr. Sloan.

What were you expecting?

(CHUCKLING) Oh, I guess a Washington worry-wart.

A tight-lipped, humorless, plain-Jane

who dreams of paper shredders instead of bright red sport cars.

Well!

However, you're the freshest

breath of loveliness that's come into my life

in many years, Ms. SOMMERS.

Thank you, Mr. Sloan.

Well, please sit down.

And my name is Sam.

All right.

Is something the matter?

Oh, forgive me.

I know we have very important business to discuss,

but I can't help it, Ms. SOMMERS.

It's Jaime.

Jaime.

You see...

Five years ago,

Beth and I were engaged to be married.

A few days before the wedding, she was killed in an automobile accident.

I'm sorry.

Until now, until you walked through that door, I...

I've never met anyone who immediately reminded me of her.

Her warmth,

her naturalness,

and her beauty.

I don't quite know what to say.

Oh, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have mentioned it.

No. It's okay. You know, I just got a little embarrassed.

But flattered. Thank you.

Jaime, let's have dinner tonight.

I'd like for us to get to know each other better.

Um...

Okay. All right. Fine.

Very good.

Now I guess we had better get back to business.

How dumb can I get?

I left my purse in Mr. Sloan's office.

No, no. I'll get it.

List of the social events we want King Kusari to attend.

I forgot my purse.

(STAMMERING) And as you can see, the electronic surveillance is all...

It's...

You must be Beth. Mmm-hmm.

You look fantastic.

Why, thank you.

For a corpse.

What?

(STAMMERING) She...

(BUZZING)

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.

Yes?

Yes, His Highness will see him.

The State Department has sent a James SOMMERS

to serve as your social secretary. He's on his way up.

That is considerate of them.

Before Your Highness goes on to Washington,

arrangements have been made for a new wardrobe.

Mr. Byron, your New York tailor,

has already been notified.

Good, good, good, good.

Ah! You remember, I also want to do some shopping

for gifts while I am in New York.

Yes, I remember, Your Highness. I have prepared a list.

Consult the social secretary about that.

He'll have more current information on the New York shops.

And I suppose there will be the usual

obligatory social functions.

Yes, I'm afraid so, Your Highness.

Your Highness, the social secretary.

How do you do?

James SOMMERS?

Is not James a man's name in your country?

Yes, it is. My name is Jaime SOMMERS, Your Highness.

Jaime. Ah!

You must not think my reaction was disappointment.

It was only surprise.

Okay, thank you.

These are the shops the King wishes to visit in New York.

The list, I'm afraid, is a few years old.

Perhaps you can bring it up to date.

Thank you.

No, this list seems to be fine.

What I would like to do is contact the stores and have them send

a representative with their wares to you.

So it'll save you a lot of time and trouble, all right?

That's an excellent idea.

The mayor of the city is on the telephone.

Would you like to talk to him?

Of course!

Hello!

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

(STATIC)

Hello, is this the mayor?

There doesn't seem to be anyone on the line.

Uh... Would you like to see if you have a preference here of stores?

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

That is an excellent idea of yours to have the merchants bring their wares to me.

I don't think that James SOMMERS would have done as well.

Thank you.

You're quite welcome.

I thought I made it clear you were never to come here.

Well, I got a little news for you.

Starting next week, your payments are doubled.

Doubled? Why?

Well, we got a little trouble with what you calla cash flow,

and we need more of it coming in faster.

From you.

We made an agreement, Wally.

A guy who gambles and loses more money than he's got,

he can't afford to argue.

You know what I mean?

Well, I can't handle double my payments right now, Wally.

You know what I mean?

You getting smart?

No, I'm just telling you the truth.

You'll find a way.

I doubt it.

If you need some encouragement, uh...

We can take care of that, too.

SHAROKAH: The viewing glass is closed.

Under cover of the focusing cloth,

I snap it open.

I place my gun

inside the camera.

No good.

Sharokah, I do not want another failure.

The device that was placed inside the telephone did not explode.

Now, everything that comes into the King's suite will be inspected.

That gun will be found.

I can take Sharokah's gun into the suite.

Members of the entourage will not be searched.

That's better. Give Kia your gun.

(SIGHS)

Once you have set up the camera,

Kia will express an interest in it.

You will invite him to take a look inside.

Once under the cloth, Kia can place the gun into the camera for you.

Much better.

And when they think that I am focusing on the King,

I aim through the lens and the King is dead.

And in a few minutes, the news will have reached our country

and my troops will take the palace.

One other thing, Sharokah.

There may be a woman present from the American State Department.

If she gets in your way, please do not hesitate to kill her, too.

Has this equipment been inspected?

Yes, Colonel. It is camera equipment and nothing else.

His Highness is with his tailor now.

He'll be up shortly.

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

All right, hide the gun in the camera now while no one is looking.

SHAROKAH: I have it right here.

(COCKING GUN)

Is everything ready? I would not like to keep His Highness waiting.

Don't worry, Colonel Mostafa.

Everything will be done to your satisfaction.

I will get His Highness now.

Hi! Is that one of those cameras that when you look through it

the people that you're taking the picture of look upside down?

Well, uh... Yes.

It's a view camera. Is it?

May I look through it? No!

I'm sorry, miss, but we...

We can't have the King waiting!

Oh, come on, he's nowhere around, now, please.

No!

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

What's going on here?

He was going to kill His Majesty, Colonel.

Kia, take this man and turn him over to the New York police.

I think the police would like to have that weapon.

Good work, Ms. SOMMERS.

Thank you, Colonel.

His Majesty must not find out about this incident until he is safely back in Dalpor.

It might be too upsetting to him and spoil the rest of his American visit.

Fine, I understand, yes.

Where's the photographer now?

JAIME: Who knows? - Kia was supposed to turn him over to the police.

Then he came back with some story about the photographer

knocking the gun out of his hand and escaping. I don’t know.

Any possibility that that's true?

No, I'm sure Kia's part of the plot.

Does he have any suspicion of who you are, Jaime?

I don’t think so.

Well, you better be careful, babe.

I'm gonna. Good luck.

Bye.

SAM: And I want the official reception the city of New York

is going to give for the King to be absolutely outstanding.

JAIME: Keep it small, huh?

Look, don't worry.

I'll make it as intimate as a candlelit dinner for two.

And while I'm on that subject...

Sam.

Oh, come on, Jaime.

How many ways do I have to say I'm sorry?

I give up. How many?

Forgive me, huh?

Okay, I forgive you. It's over, all right?

Now, can we get back to the party, please?

No, no, no, no. You haven't forgiven me. I can see it in your eyes.

Look, it was a neat trick, okay?

It was a clever idea, and...

It was dumb.

It was a reflex. I've done it so many times, it's become automatic.

If that girl had not come back for her purse,

I would have believed you. We would have gone to dinner.

And after dinner I would've told you the truth,

I swear. Please.

I swear.

You're a fascinating man, Sam, uh...

You're charming and handsome.

And you've got everything going for you.

I do? Yes, you do.

But you've got the subtlety of a lumberjack and you play games.

I don't have to.

I'm not so sure about that.

I could do anything, Jaime, with the right motivation.

I'm not asking you to change.

I understand that.

I just think it's too bad that you don't recognize your own worth.

(SIGHS)

Maybe it's because I had such a rotten childhood.

Come on, you're doing it again, all right?

Yes, I am. Mmm.

(CHUCKLING) Actually, I had a terrific childhood.

(LAUGHING)

You're impossible.

Serves me right.

I finally meet a woman I can be serious with and I blow it.

Well, you're still young.

I'm not gonna give up on you.

Okay.

Hey, it's not all my fault, you know.

I can't help it if women see me as just a sex object.

Oh, please, will you give me a break?

Come on, now, look it, why don't you and I get together here

and plan a small, but sensational party for the King, okay?

All right, we'll have it here and I will plan

a sensational guest list.

Then I will trim it down to a proper size.

Mmm.

Mmm-hmm.

No, Mr. Byron, I don't think so. I prefer the first fabric.

I agree, Your Highness. It suits you better.

Thank you.

Have you picked the fabric for your ties yet, Your Highness?

Oh, show him, Mr. Byron.

Oh, yes, they are very handsome, Your Highness.

Yes, Jaime, I had the list checked.

Any bad apples here?

Well, as far as I know, everybody's clear.

Really?

Okay, well, that's great. Listen, thank you for rushing this through.

I really didn't want Sam to know that I was having his list checked out, you know.

Sam?

Yes, Sam Sloan.

Yes, I know who you mean.

How are you and Sam getting along?

Well, fine, as a matter of fact, we're having a good time.

Well, you know... I mean, he's very... He's very nice to work with.

Uh... Oscar?

I 'm here, Jaime.

Yeah, is there anything else, Mr. Goldman?

(CHUCKLING)

No, that's about all.

Take care of yourself, will you? And...

Say hello to Sam, will you?

All right, I will. Thank you.

Oh, Jaime, where've you been? I was worried.

I got caught in your famous New York traffic.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, the staff is gone for the day,

and the invitations for the King's reception have to be addressed

and delivered by messenger tonight.

So, I guess we're stuck with the job.

Okay. Are you sure this isn't one of your little ploys to get me alone?

I told you I wasn't giving up.

That's true, you did.

All right. Look, we'll just split up

the guest list and the invitations and get to work.

Um...

I think that's a marvelous idea

because after we finish with those invitations, it's gonna be too late

to go out to dinner. So, we're gonna have to go up to my place

and I'll whip you up one of my famous

bachelor omelets. Mmm-hmm.

I'll bet you're a terrible cook.

You're right. Putrid.

Furthermore, I hate eggs.

Well, how does that feel?

How does what feel?

Telling the truth to a lady.

Now, why do I always get the feeling I'm playing catch-up with you?

Hang in there. I am.

I will.

Here's your half of the list. I've got mine.

Cheers.

Right, Hey...

I really like you. A lot.

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

Don't tell me you gave up already?

No, I didn't give up. I finished up.

That's impossible.

Check them.

You've either got a flock of elves working out there with you,

or you’re a witch.

Have a nice evening. I'll see you at the caterer's tomorrow.

Jaime, what about dinner?

Soon.

Real soon.

I wondered whether her interference

was as innocent as she tried to make it seem,

so I had John check into her background. Tell them what you found.

Well, there's a lot of secrecy surrounding her,

but I found out that Jaime SOMMERS

is a very important agent of the O.S.I.

We will not be able to carry out our plans with her around.

I agree. She must be eliminated.

An O.S.I. agent? Hey, that's dangerous.

MOSTAFA: You'll be well paid.

I heard her say that she will be at the caterer tomorrow morning at 11:00.

Under the circumstances...

You will be paid the same fee for getting rid of her

as you are getting for the assassination of the King.

SAM: The food customs of Dalpor have to be considered

and the King's personal preferences and prejudices in the food department.

How do you stay on top of all this?

I don't know, sheer talent.

(CHUCKLING) No, seriously,

it's just all part of the job along with knowing

who sits next to whom and the order in which people enter and leave a room.

You have quite a job and you do it very well. I'm impressed, Sam.

Oh, come on. It's a job like any other job.

No, no.

There's a certain amount of satisfaction in doing it well,

or at least trying to.

Well, it's nice that you feel that way about your job.

A lot of people don't, you know.

Mmm. You must be quite a social secretary

for the State Department to assign you to a King.

Well, I ain't too bad, you know.

No, you're not too bad.

Why isn't this elevator moving?

It's not working.

Be out of order for about a half an hour.

What floor do you want? The third.

Well, if you want to walk, the stairs are over there. First door on the right.

Otherwise, you're gonna have to wait about 30 minutes.

Uh, stairs. The stairs.

We'll take the stairs. Thanks a lot.

SAM: The King is very fond of fresh fruit,

so the caterer will tell us what's in season and we can make our selection, hmm?

(DOOR BANGS SHUT)

Where are the stairs?

I guess this door over here.

It's locked.

This one's locked too.

That's poisonous gas. Come on.

(COUGHING)

(COUGHING) Try it again, Sam, please.

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

Come on. You all right?

Yeah, how about you?

Okay, I'm fine. Let's get out of here.

All right.

Well, Jaime, I feel terrible about what happened.

It wasn't exactly your fault. You didn't drop the gas pellet.

Oh, of course not.

But I think I know why it was dropped.

What do you mean?

They weren't out to get us. They're out to get me.

Because you happened to be with me, you were almost killed, too.

Why would someone want to kill you?

I, uh... I used to have a gambling problem.

I got rid of the gambling, but obviously I still have the problem.

I owe a lot of money.

And you think the people you owe the money to did that?

What other explanation could there be? It has to be me.

Who'd wanna kill you?

Listen very carefully, Wally.

I don't know what you and your baboon friends are trying to pull but...

Hey, Sam, you making some kind of a joke?

That caper this morning

with the gas, and the elevator not working,

that was no joke, Wally.

Gas? Elevators?

You losing your marbles, or what?

You didn't try to have me knocked off?

You think I'm crazy?

If you get knocked off, how are we going to get our money?

Hey, Sam, if this is some kind of an angle to get out of paying what you...

No, no, Wally. I...

I'll make the payments.

Yeah, well, you better, Sammy.

OSCAR: I'm getting another agent to take over for you

and that's all there is to it.

Well, what is that supposed to mean?

Don't you understand?

Your cover is blown. I'm taking you off the case.

Oscar, Sam doesn't know who I am.

He thinks this whole episode is because of his silly gambling.

This has nothing to do with Sam.

Well, then what?

I have hard evidence here that the local group of conspirators

are tied in with a military group in Dalpor

and plan to take over the country when the King is dead.

It's too dangerous.

I can't quit now.

Tonight is the reception of the King and I've got to be with him.

That's all there is to it.

You're stubborn. Yes.

And for once, you're right.

MOSTAFA: You've been paid a great deal of money

and so far you have produced absolutely no results.

I don't know how they got through that door.

I checked it out myself beforehand.

(LOUDLY) Results!

That's all I'm interested in.

That social secretary, Ms. SOMMERS, has not left the King's side all evening.

So much the worse for her.

Meeting people I'll never see again or ever come to know...

This is the boring part of the royal profession.

Don't you ever feel like you just would like to run off

in a corner and hide sometimes?

I'd give half my kingdom for one minute.

Really?

That's a figure of speech.

Your Majesty, good evening.

How do you do?

What a joy it would be, never to have to force a smile.

You're not forcing one now.

Thank you.

Excuse me, are you George?

No, ma'am.

George is...

George is sick. He asked me to fill in for him.

How nice.

Your Highness, may you only smile when you're happy,

and may you smile often.

I like that.

Oh! Oh, how clumsy of me. I'm sorry.

I don't think you are clumsy.

I think you didn't trust that waiter.

I'll get you some more champagne, okay?

No, no. Thank you.

Is there some place where we could talk?

Privately?

Come with me.

LYNETTE: Mr. Sloan?

Yes? Mr. Sloan, the mayor wants to see you.

Uh...

Yes, of course.

I think you had better tell me who you are.

I'm Jaime SOMMERS.

I don't mean your name.

I mean, who are you?

Okay.

I am an OS! agent assigned to protect you.

From what?

There is a conspiracy to assassinate you while you're here in New York.

You know that for certain?

Yes.

And your government sends a woman to protect me?

I am a highly trained O.S.I. agent,

and I have very special capabilities.

If you are an example

of the liberated woman,

I regret the traditions in my country

that makes such progress impossible.

Well, I'm sure that Your Highness can find a way to make progress.

And still keep the best of your country's traditions.

I hope so, Ms. SOMMERS.

Hello, this is Jaime SOMMERS.

Ms. SOMMERS.

His Highness is away from the hotel on urgent business,

but he would like you to meet him for lunch.

Well, I've already got a date for lunch,

but that's okay, I'll break it.

His Highness would appreciate it. It's a matter of great importance to him.

Where would he like me to meet him?

There is a charming inn,

a favorite of His Highness from previous visits here.

He chose it specifically, so he and you

could talk in privacy there.

Okay, how do I find it?

Don't trouble yourself, Ms. SOMMERS.

His Highness has already sent a limousine for you.

Goodbye. Goodbye. Thank you.

Please tell Mr. Sloan that I'm having lunch with His Majesty.

Of course, Ms. SOMMERS.

Good morning, Ms. SOMMERS.

Good morning.

That's impossible. I just spoke with the King

and he plans on spending the entire afternoon

at the hotel. He has appointments set up

with his tailor and a jeweler.

Well, that's the message she gave me about ten seconds ago.

She said she was sorry she had to break her lunch date with you, but...

That's strange.

The King thought it was very important. Very strange.

Jaime, the King isn't having lunch with you today.

There's something suspicious about this whole...

And I think my suspicions have just been confirmed.

All right, come on. Get over there.

Up against the car.

Hey, look, if you don't have a license

to practice medicine, you can get yourself in a lot of trouble.

You know, this is against the law.

Don't give it to me on the left hand, okay?

What difference does it make?

Well, the difference is that I just had a flu shot

and a tetanus shot and a penicillin shot all in that arm.

Come on, give me a break, okay? Thank you. Oh!

Oh, my... Oh.

Okay, come on.

(ENGINE STARTING)

Sam, Sam.

(TIRES SCREECHING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Okay.

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

Sam, Sam. Wake up. Come on.

Come on. Here you go. Careful.

(SLURRING) Yeah, okay. Yeah.

Take it easy. Yeah... Yeah.

You okay? Yeah, I'm fine.

Can you stand up? All right?

Look, we've got to get back to the hotel right away.

The hotel. Why?

We've got to hurry, okay? 'Cause it's gonna be too late.

Wake up. Come on. What are you talking about?

Please, come on. You'll be all right.

Are you okay now? Can you drive?

Yeah, I'm fine. A little in the dark, but otherwise I'm fine.

It's okay. You drive, I'll explain it as we go.

I've never seen a bomb this small with so much power.

Is that a timing device?

Yes. It's a quartz timer.

There's no ticking. Just as light hum.

(HUMMING)

JAIME: They're going to try and assassinate the King this afternoon.

Jaime, are you sure you're all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Trust me.

This phony luncheon thing was set up to try and get me out of the way.

Why was it so important to get you out of the way?

Because I am not a social secretary.

Sam, I'm an OS! agent.

You're a what?

My assignment was to protect the King

and this secretary bit was just a cover up.

An O.S.I. agent. Well, who's going to take care of the kids

while you're out chasing villains?

What kids?

Our kids. After we’re married.

Look, baby, I like you. I worry about you.

Couldn't you get into a safer job, like wing walking?

(CHUCKLING)

Sam Sloan, I do believe you've just blown your cover.

Underneath all those stupid jokes and games,

there's Avery tender and sensitive man.

And I think I like him.

It's about time.

The King was supposed to see his tailor and the jeweler.

Think either one of them is in on this plot?

I don't know. They both checked out okay.

When we get back to the hotel, I'll notify hotel security

and Oscar Goldman, all right? Yeah.

We'll have the sleeves shortened, your Majesty.

Fine, fine.

I do hope Mr. Byron's illness is a mild one.

Oh, Mr. Byron's flu is not serious but it's very contagious.

So Mr. Byron sent his assistant in his place.

Excellently made,

but I think I'd like to try the yachting jacket on first.

I have your yachting jacket right here, Your Majesty.

Jaime, be careful.

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

(HUMMING)

That looks really splendid, your Highness.

Hmm.

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

(BIONIC POWERS ACTIVATING)

Well, seems like we arrived in the nick of time.

Hello, Sam. Hello, Oscar.

Somebody deal with this for me, will you?

I'm glad to see that everybody's alive and well.

I wish to apologize for this unpleasantness.

I assure you, you'll have no more trouble

during your stay in this country.

I'm very grateful for the protection of the O.S.I.

Especially for the, uh...

Extraordinary services of my, uh...

Social secretary.

Your Majesty, I would appreciate you not mention

what you've seen here outside of this room.

You have my word on it.

No one would believe me if! did mention it.

Sam, I've got to call the pilot

and let him know I'm ready. Jaime, it's not fair.

We're just getting to know each other

and now you're gonna disappear from my life.

I feel the same way. Then stay.

I can't. I've got a job.

There are more important things in life, you know.

(LAUGHING) What about our kids?

We can't let them wait for their mother forever.

Sam... Hmm?

Come here.

Why don't you just drop your job and everything

and come to California with me?

I never thought of it like that before.

Well, I guess it's just as fair for you to ask me

to give up everything and go with you

as it is for me to ask you to give up everything and stay here.

I'd say.

Unusual, but fair.

What am I going to do without you?

Oh, you'll manage.

You're an incredible lady, lady.

You're not so bad yourself.