All language subtitles for Cannon - S01e14 - Flight Plan

( suspenseful theme playing )

( valet talking indistinctly )

Good evening.
Buenas noches, señor.

Buenas noches.

Hey, Dave,
you take this one, okay?

( speaking in Spanish )

Yeah.

This man, you tell me to call
next time he come in.

Sandoval.

Yeah. He's here now.

( soft piano music playing )

Didn't you notice?
That look on his face?

I don't look
at parking attendants.

Darling, after two attempts
on my life, I look at everyone.

But we've been here before
and nothing has happened.

But that doesn't mean
that something can't happen now.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( speaks in Spanish )

( speaks in Spanish )

( speaking in Spanish )

Something's come up. We won't
be ordering now, thank you.

Come, darling.

I think you're being ridiculous.

This is all in your imagination.

Well, just in case it isn't,
let me go out first.

If there is any trouble,
you get in the car.

( ominous theme playing )

I thought so.

( shouting in Spanish )

( action theme playing )

Ah!

( engine starts )

( horn honking )

( horn honking )

( upbeat theme playing )

ANNOUNCER:

Starring William Conrad.

With guest stars:

Cesare Danova,

Barbara Luna,

Joaquin Martinez,

John Fiedler.

ANNOUNCER:

( suspenseful theme playing )

SANDOVAL:
Mr. Cannon, are you...?

Yes, I am.
Frank Cannon.

I want to thank you
for coming, Mr. Cannon.

And also apologize
for the secrecy.

Well, we seem
to be alone now, Mr...?

I prefer not to give my name,
if you don't mind.

Unless you decide
to accept this assignment.

Well, what's the nature
of the assignment,

or is that a secret too?

Let me put it this way,
Mr. Cannon.

Have you in your career
as a detective

ever been called upon
to find missing people?

Many times.

And you found them?

More often than not, yes.

Including those
who didn't want to be found?

Most of them didn't.

Would you say that you are
an expert in this field?

Who do you want me to find?

Find? No one.

Lose someone. Me.

I want to become
a missing person.

I want you to show me
how to disappear so completely

that no one, but no one,
will ever be able to find me.

Wife? Ex-wife? Creditor?

No, I'm not running away
from any one of those.

The police?

No. I assure you.

We have company, that...

Do you know either of them?

No, just being careful.

Well, Mr. Cannon, will you
accept the assignment?

Surely it's the same expertise,
only in reverse.

You must know the reasons
why missing people are located.

Ah, because
of amateurish mistakes.

People cling to old habits,

they follow familiar patterns.

( chuckling )

( speaks in Spanish )

( speaks in Spanish )

What mistake did I make?

Well, you want to set up
a secret meeting, right?

So you chose a public place,
that was very good,

but then you reverted to type.

Because you're
of Spanish-speaking origin,

you chose a Spanish mission,

and that's exactly where
any expert would look for you.

Of course.
Stupid, just stupid.

That's exactly why
I need your help.

Permit me to introduce myself.
I am Dr. Nicosio Sandoval.

I'm a Cuban, Mr. Cannon.
Refugee, defector,

a traitor to the revolution.

For which crime I've been
condemned to death in absentia.

You think they'll try to
carry out the sentence here.

They've already tried
three times.

In Miami, they placed
a bomb in my car.

It went off prematurely.

I moved to New York
and I was attacked

on the subway platform

and almost thrown
into the path of a train.

Mm.

( sighs )

No, I smoke a pipe, thank you.

May I keep these?

By all means.

So I came to Los Angeles.

Three nights ago
they found me again.

Would you like a light for that?

What am I doing?
Not here, thank you.

That was thoughtless of me.

By now, it was
painfully obvious to me

that I needed professional help.

At the risk of sounding
melodramatic, Mr. Cannon,

I must tell you,
my life is in your hands.

Is this
what you drive around in?

I've always had
this make of car.

Not the most difficult car
to spot on the road, you know.

Ha-ha. It's what
I'm used to driving.

Yeah. All right,

where can I
get in touch with you?

Uh, I don't stay too long
in one place.

Let me call you.

Well, it's gonna take me
a couple of days

to come up with
some kind of a plan.

Are you, uh, sure
you can stay alive that long?

I'll try.

Uh, but please hurry.

After three narrow escapes,
my luck may have run out.

( engine starts )

Dr. Nicosio Sandoval
is not in our files,

neither are his fingerprints.

License number 247 PC
is registered

to a leasing company
and is leased

to one Anacita Cardoza.

Nothing on her, either.

Mm. Charlie, boy,
I'm much obliged.

There's only one other thing
you can do for me.

Yeah?

Return my lighter.

You're welcome.
Who is this guy to you?

Well, as of now, a client.

Oh, incidentally,
I owe you a bottle.

We don't accept gratuities.

A bottle of what?

( mellow theme playing )

( phone ringing )

All right.
Coming, coming.

All right.

Hello.

Well, I'm glad to hear from you.

I was getting worried.

I hate to think
I did all that work for nothing.

You finished?

Oh, Mr. Cannon, let me tell you
how delighted, how excited,

how tremendously relieved I am.

You know, for the first time
in over a year,

I feel there's a chance
for survival.

Look, I've got two letters
to write

and then I'm gonna
have a bite to eat, uh...

Just a bite.

Uh, where will
I meet you this time?

Well, actually,
I think the house

I rent is quite safe.

It's in the hills behind Malibu.

Ah, rather difficult to find,
fortunately.

Let me give you directions.

( funky theme playing )

SANDOVAL:
Mr. Cannon?

I'd be a little difficult
to impersonate, don't you think?

Eh, good morning.

Just making sure.

Would you like
to come in, please?

Thank you.

SANDOVAL:
"Every animal leaves a spore.
And man is an animal,

"though a thinking one
who can conceal,

"camouflage, or erase his spore.

"To accomplish this,

"we must make
certain calculated moves,

"which will have the effect
of closing doors behind him.

"When all moves are made
and all doors closed,

the trail will no longer exist."

It sounds like poetry,
Mr. Cannon.

Well, the rest of it
is your itinerary.

Come here,
let me show you the map.

Okay, first you head south
to Tijuana, right?

From there to Pescado.

It's a little village
where they catch mostly shrimp.

Shrimp?

Oh, yes, it's a very good
low-calorie food.

"Pescado" means fish.

Well, they have very good
sport fishing there too.

As a matter of fact,
I caught a tutoilla there once.

It was bigger than I am.

You don't say.

Well... Ha-ha-ha.

Uh, at any rate,
tomorrow night, Pescado,

and the next morning
across the gulf to Lobos.

Under what name?

No name,
you don't need a name yet.

All right, Lobos to Hermoso.

Now, Hermoso is the key point.

That's the top of the mountain.

Hermoso is where you become a
different person.

From there on,
it's downhill all the way.

Hermoso to Mexico City,

Mexico City to home free Manila.

All the arrangements
have been made for you,

and if you follow
this schedule, Dr. Sandoval,

the Lord won't find you
on Judgment Day.

Or the devil.

Heh. Well, you know the state
of your soul better than I.

Ha-ha. Mr. Cannon,
I know you are a pipe man,

but may I ask you
to accept this cigar,

and on the day when
your copy of the plan

tells you that I am,
what you call, home free,

light it up.

Thank you.

You remember me telling you
about how people

hang on to their old habits, hm?

Well, this happens to be
a glaring example of that.

You see, you insist on smoking
Cuban cigars, right?

Well, unfortunately,
in the United States

Cuban cigars are illegal,
you have to smuggle them.

Now, that would make you
a very easy man to trace.

You are right, Mr. Cannon.
You are absolutely right.

You do have a copy
of the plan, don't you?

No, only in my head.

But don't worry about it.
There's no possible way

anybody could trace
the connection between us.

Oh, splendid.
Heh-heh.

I have your fee in cash
for the same reason.

Let me get it.
Good.

I would like to add
a little bonus.

That's not necessary.

Oh, just to make sure
that nobody will ever

get it out of your head.

Anacita.

Anacita.

Is he dead?

Not yet.

( ominous theme playing )

( engine starts )

( ominous theme playing )

( horn honking )

Nicky!

( horn honking )

( coughs )

Did you leave
some of the lights on

so the house
won't look deserted?

Yes.

Did you pay the rent
for the rest of the month?

Get out of here, okay?

Oh, don't worry.
Don't worry.

No one will come around
before then.

And even if they do,
I'm still the only one

in the world who knows the plan.

This beautiful plan.

Mr. Cannon,
you were a genius.

( engine starts )

( dramatic theme playing )

( suspenseful theme playing )

( grunts )

( coughs )

( engine revving )

( airplanes roaring overhead )

( suspenseful theme playing )

Step one of the flight plan:

A car can remain in an airport
parking lot for weeks unnoticed.

When it is finally discovered,

the pursuers will have
a very difficult job

determining which flight
or which airline we left on.

Which airline is it?

That's the beauty of the plan,

we don't leave
in a plane at all.

What?
Let's go.

( suspenseful theme playing )

The commonest carrier of all.

No first or second class,
no reservations.

Just nameless, faceless people
going somewhere.

Where?

Across the border.
It closes the door.

( blinds sliding open )

How are you feeling?

Wha...?

I'm the one who found you.

My name is Ruben Letter.

And you brought me here?

My friends and I, yes, sir.

Well, I appreciate it,
thank you.

Oh?

We think you owe us
a little more than that.

Yeah... Well, I'm in
no shape to argue.

If I had my wallet...

We know who you are,
Mr. Cannon.

We don't want your money,
we want a favor.

Oh.

Well, I think I know
what you want.

You want, uh... Sandoval, huh?

Why did you say that?

Oh, I don't know,
delirious, maybe, but...

If your name and accent
are Chinese, I apologize.

You're right.
We got to find Sandoval.

Well, I'll find him, all right.

I may even kill him for you.

No, no, you can't do that.

Everything will be lost
if he dies.

I don't know what he told you,

but this is the truth.

Sandoval
is a Cuban refugee like us.

He was a very important man
in Cuba.

So we made him treasurer

of this organization of exiles
we have in Miami.

We raised a lot of money.

Mostly small contributions

because our people
lost everything, you know?

So, what happened?
Sandoval stole the money.

With all the wisdom
of hindsight,

I'm not too surprised.
Can the police help you?

No, they couldn't.

Mr. Cannon, please,

help us to find Sandoval.

We'll give you
anything you want.

Well, you can start
by giving me my clothes, huh?

( groans )

( grunts )

Ah.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Hold it.

Two-four-seven, PCE.

Well, that's it, all right.

Well, that's one thing
for sure that I know.

He's following the plan.

Ah! Oh.

( whistles )

Are you all right?

Yeah, I just wonder how long
I'm gonna have this head.

Well, let's see.
He's following his plan.

That's, uh, Pescado tonight,

and across the gulf
in the morning.

That's one thing I know.

There's one thing I don't know.

What's with you people
and the police?

The police were never notified.

Why not?

If the police
could handle everything,

how would the private detectives
earn their living?

Aw, come on,
you can do better than that.

What does your organization

really want to do
with the money?

All right.

We want to bring freedom back
to my country.

Before dictator Castro,
and dictator Batista,

there was a democracy in Cuba.

You forget that here.

Now, if it's going
to take violence

to bring democracy back,

that's something
you'll also want to export.

Everybody's against violence.

Only when men
have strong feelings

about what is right
and what is justice,

they have to let themselves go.

You know what I mean?

Amigo, don't ever
ask a man who looks like me

if he knows what it means
to let himself go, heh.

How much did Sandoval steal?

Two hundred thousand dollars.

Mr. Cannon, please, help us.

We'll pay you anything you want.

All right.

I want to get to Pescado
tonight.

So you can give me a lift
in my car.

( engine rumbling )

If only you kept the car.

Oh, Anacita,
please don't mention the car.

It makes me sick just to think

how far we have to travel
without a good car.

You know I get sick on buses.

Don't.
It would attract attention.

Oh!

How long do we have
to be on this bus?

Oh, just a few hours.

And then what?

Then we'll be on a
boat. -On a boat, why?

Because the boatman
by the name...

What's his name?
Uh, uh, Vicente.

Yes, Vicente, he's been paid
to keep his mouth shut.

That closes another door.
And if anyone does succeed

in picking up our trail,
it disappears again, discarded.

Oh.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Hola.

( both speaking in Spanish )

Hm. Do you know
where Vicente is?

( speaking in Spanish )

Sí.

Ha. Well, where?

Arnold's Cafe.
Today is his birthday, señor.

Ah! Muchas gra...

cias.

( upbeat music playing )

( crowd chattering
and laughing )

( music playing faintly )

( crowd chattering inside )

Muchas gracias!
Oh, yes, yes, I know.

Beautiful, beautiful.

Hey, look, look!

Oh!

( all cheering )

( all chattering )

( puffing air )

( all cheering and laughing )

Oh, hello, Frank-o.

Qué tal? I didn't know
that you were coming too.

( laughs )

Why does she turn white
when she sees you?

Why don't you ask her?

Everybody, everybody,
the party is over.

Uh, we'll eat the cake later.
Come on, come on, up, up.

( speaks in Spanish )

Come on, come on, come on.

Hup, hup, hup, hup!
Hup, hup, hup!

Is Sandoval here?

Sure.
An hour ago, with her.

He wanted to sail
as soon as it was dark,

but how can I leave
my own birthday party?

Anyway, the later the better.
Fewer people around.

The trip is off.

Oh.

Where is he?

I don't know.

I want him, Vincente.

He should be back
any minute now.

He just went for a walk
to kill time.

( mysterious theme playing )

( Ruben speaking in Spanish )

RUBEN:
Keep it running,
keep it running!

( speaking in Spanish )

( groans )

Ah, Sandoval.

( Ruben speaking in Spanish )

Oh, no.

Mr. Cannon, this girl is...

How long have you been in town?

About half an hour,
but listen, this girl...

You mean you've been driving
around here with California plates?

Yes, my car overheated,
but listen...

All right!
All right, you're here.

Just stay here,
do you understand?

Stay right here!

Let's go.

Come on!

My boat!

My boat, they took my boat?

CANNON:
Yeah, it looks that way.

And who to run it?

Well, there was a man
mending nets down here before.

Tomas. Well, at least
Tomas can run a boat.

What are you talking about?
Look, I don't understand.

This may take
some getting used to,

but your friend
left without you.

Where?
Do you know where?

Huh. Of course I know where,
I wrote the book.

There's still no phones
in town, huh?

Next year.
Next year for sure.

No other boats?

No boat here can catch my boat.

You'll do better
to drive onto San Rafael

and catch the car ferry
in the morning.

I'll borrow a boat
and search along the coast.

Well, I guess
there's nothing left to do

but for me to buy you a drink
for your birthday. Come on.

Ah.
Hey, Cannon?

How do you know
he won't come back for me?

Well, let me explain it
to you this way, darling.

Uh, I didn't make
arrangements for you

because he didn't tell me about
you, because he wasn't planning

on taking you very far anyway,
okay?

Cannon. Hey.

Look, I...
I don't...

I don't know anybody here
and I don't have any money, I...

I don't know what to do.

That's tough.

Cannon?

( sighs )

Uh...

From one sucker to another.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Where's Lobos?

It should be dead ahead.
I don't see it.

Behind that point of land
there's a village,

you'll see it then.

Oh, yes.

You are a good navigator, Tomas.

How am I gonna
explain that to Vicente?

You won't have to.

( suspenseful theme playing )

What's wrong with the boat?

I don't think nothing, señor.

They say she's a real fine boat.

Now, who said that?

Herme and Pablo.

Now, who are they?

There're the ones who went out

to see what was wrong
with the boat.

And what was?

She don't belong here, señor.

She don't belong
anywhere around here.

Anybody on board?

Nobody on board, señor.

Who says?

Herme and Pablo.

I, uh...

I'd sure like to meet
those two fellows.

Okay, I'm Herme, and he's Pablo.

Heh-heh.
Yeah, I kinda had a feeling.

That's a pretty good routine
you got there.

Ah, did you muchachos
find anything on board the boat?

Yes, señor, Blood on the deck.

Ah.

Look, uh...

Is there a telephone...
A telefono in Lobos?

No telephone, señor.

You can send a telegram
through the, um...

Correo.

Oh, the post office, huh?
Okay.

Uh, tell you what,
would you do me a favor?

Swim back out to the boat
and anchor it for me?

Appreciate it, huh, okay?

Okay.

Thank you, señor.

Ha-ha. De nada.

Mr. Cannon.

Wait, we want to talk with you.

No, not now, please.

Not now, not last night,

You wouldn't talk to us
on the ferry. Why?

You want to know why, gentlemen?

All right, I'll tell you why.

Because you are a bunch
of foul-ups, gentlemen.

That's why.

Yeah? Well,
you got to Pescado first,

and still he got away from you.

We are novices, but you
are getting paid for this.

You haven't paid me
anything yet, have you?

RUBEN:
And Sandoval?

How much did he pay you
to let him go?

I'm on my way
to send a telegram,

and to try to save somebody else
from getting killed,

but as soon as I've finished
I'll come back.

And I want you to say to me,

once more, that I take bribes,
just once more.

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Mr. Cannon.

It was very foolish
for me to say that.

All we really want from you

is to let us
come along with you.

All right, I'll take one of you.

On one condition:

that the other two
stay out of my way.

( engine starts )

"M. Grant, Calle Nina,
17 Hermosa.

"Plans changed.

"Supply no assistance.
Repeat,

"no assistance to anyone.

Extreme danger.
Arriving today."

Don't you want to sign it?

No, just translate it
and send it, he'll know.

( dogs barking outside )

( camera clicks )

GRANT:
That'll do it.

( ominous theme playing )

How long will it take you now?

The difficult we do immediately,

the impossible
takes a little longer.

Ah, Mr. Cannon wrote to me
about changing your appearance,

and, uh, getting you
some new identification.

But he didn't say anything
about a new passport.

Mr. Cannon has scruples
about what's legal

and what's illegal.
I don't.

And I'm glad to see
that for enough money,

you don't either.
( chuckles )

But there is no escape
for Sandoval.

Whatever he does,
wherever he goes,

you already know it.

Well, the chances are Sandoval

already knows
that I'm still alive.

If he changes the plan,
it's a whole new ball game.

This man Grant, what is he?

He's a photographer
and a makeup man.

He works locations
for a Hollywood movie studio.

Before he went to Mexico.
That's how I know him.

He's supposed to do what,
change Sandoval's appearance?

And give him
a whole new identity.

But of course
you knew all the details

of this new identity.

You would have
to ask that question.

Ah, no, I, uh...
I left that all up to Grant.

SANDOVAL:
Quiroga.
Lorenzo Quiroga.

Is this the name
Mr. Cannon picked for me?

No, uh, Mr. Cannon
didn't pick any names.

In his letter he told me
to pick one myself.

There's no need for him
to know your new name.

It's much better for you
if I'm the only one.

Very considerate of him.

So here we have
a temporary driver's license,

insurance receipts,
business cards,

and more credit cards.

All in the name
of Lorenzo Quiroga.

All perfectly legal.

A man has a right
to change his name.

I'm glad you told me.

And, uh,
here we have a passport,

which is something
altogether different.

I have to make an extra charge.

All right.

Heh. And an airline ticket
to Mexico City.

That's my only complaint.

Why did you book me
on such a late flight?

It's the only flight
and always full.

Without an advance reservation,
you probably wouldn't get on.

( doorbell rings )

Oh, uh, excuse me.
I-I've gotta go see...

Certainly.

Gracias.

Uh, I'll be with you
in a minute.

No problem.
Read your telegram.

( dramatic theme playing )

( chuckles )

Um, uh,
let me figure up your bill.

Uh, I-I don't want
to keep you waiting.

Who sent it?

Heh.
T-There's no signature.

Say it.

Cannon.

( suspenseful theme playing )

( bell rings )

Grant?

Grant?

He might have gone home.

Nah, without locking up?

( ominous theme playing )

Sandoval did this?

Sandoval doesn't exist anymore.

Sandoval is now someone else.

And we don't know who.

( suspenseful theme playing )

Uh, excuse me, sir.

Uh, are you the gentleman
that was told

he's on a standby for Mexico?

Yes, but I won't be able
to get out today.

Well, I was going,
but something's come up.

Uh, would you like
to have my ticket?

Yes, certainly,

if you're not expecting
too much.

Oh, no, no,
just the regular fare.

Thank you, thank you very much.

Nothing, for nothing.
It is easier to sell it to you,

than stand in line
for the refund.

Have a good flight.
Goodbye.

( suspenseful theme playing )

HERRERA:
So you worked out a method
whereby he would vanish.

Yes.

And this hiding place
you selected for him,

somewhere in South America,
of course?

No.

No.

Manila.

Ah, yes.

A Spanish city which a Cuban
could melt into,

and yet far enough away
for safety.

Ah, very clever.

Well, if you could withhold
the applause long enough,

captain, to call the airport
like I've suggested...

He told you already.

The next step is from here
to Mexico City by plane.

I know what he told me,

but that plane took off
an hour ago.

All right, captain,
I'll tell you the truth.

Now, uh, my suggesting
that you call the airport

was just playing it safe.

Actually,
there's not much chance

that he's on that airplane.

Really?

You see, he received a telegram
and it was read.

Now Sandoval knows for sure
that I'm alive,

which means that he's gotta
change the plan.

Why should he?

You can't give us his name.

You can't even tell us
what he looks like now,

so why should he change?

Yes, but from what
I've told you already, captain,

you can check
every male passenger

when that plane lands
and find one whose ID

doesn't check out, right?

Call the airport.

You think he's smart enough
to work that out?

Well, I wouldn't bet
against him.

You say you instructed Grant
to reserve a seat for him?

That's right.

( speaking in Spanish )

Ask if anyone cancelled.

( speaking in Spanish )

The plane was full.
Not one single no-show.

Looks like you overestimate him.

Well, I like to check out
all possibilities,

no matter how slim.

I'll have the Mexico City police
check every man on that plane.

He won't slip through.

How long you think it'll take?

I should hear by 5:00.

All right.

Ruben, arriba.

We'll be in touch.

And one more, Señor Quiroga.

That's fine. Where are you
going on your trip, señor?

Oh, I really don't know,
no place in particular.

I think I'll start just driving

and see where
the highway takes me.

That's the way to live.
I'd like to do that.

Your car will be here
in a moment, señor.

Okay.

Is it him? Can you tell?

I don't know.

If it is,
Grant did too good a job.

Well, what are you going to do?

Well, I'm not gonna go up
and ask him, that's for sure.

This is Mexico,

I haven't got a license
to ask the time of day.

Well, you better get out.

Out?

Yeah, I'm counting on you
if anything happens,

to call our friend el capitán.

Anything like what?

Heh. When you see it,
you'll know. Go on.

( engine starts )

CLERK:
Oh, here it is now,
señor.

Oh, finally.

CLERK:
Let me show you how...

Oh, I know them very well,
thank you very much.

( speaking in Spanish )

Thank you. Adios.
Have a good trip.

Thank you. Adios.

( dramatic theme playing )

CLERK:
What's wrong?

( Sandoval shouting in Spanish )

MAN:
Look out!

( speaking in Spanish )

( engine starts )

( action theme playing )

( tires screeching )

( grunts )

( tires screeching )

( brakes squealing )

( tires screeching )

( grunts )

( panting )

( groans )

Damn it!

How did you
figure me out, Cannon?

You told me you wanted
professional advice,

yet you wouldn't take it.

I told you to kick
your old habits,

like smoking Cuban cigars
and driving Jaguars.

That's true,
you told me that, all right.

Well, you told me
something true also.

What?

That you're no good
driving any other kind of a car.

Huh?

Gracias.

( chuckling )

Well...

"The time has come,"
The walrus said.

So you'll be
going home through Lobos?

Yeah, the same way I came.

My friends are still there.

Could you tell them

I have to stay here
by the money.

Sí.
I have to find out

what the government
is going to do about it.

I am, uh... (
speaking in Spanish )

( chuckling )

Sweating it out.

( chuckles )

Amigo, we don't get the money,
we cannot pay you anything.

Amigo, so it shouldn't
be a total loss,

I'll sweat it out
with you. Goodbye.

( speaks in Spanish )
Ah.

Adiós.
Adiós.

( engine starts )

Vaya con dios, amigo.

( whistling )

( mellow theme playing )

Oh.

( Cannon chuckling )

( laughing )

( upbeat theme playing )