All language subtitles for The Invaders - 1x06 - Vikor EN

Hey, Hank, I need some more lines.

HANK:
Okay, Phil.

Hank. Hey, Hank, what's the mater?

Hey, I need that line.

Hank. Wait a minute. Hey, Hank.

Hey, what's the matter, Phil?

Your partner,
he's had a heart attack.

Heart attack?

Phil. Phil, are you okay?

Through the window,

up there I saw a man.

He was glowing

like he was on fire.

They were putting him
into some kind of a tube.

- I swear, Phil.
- Maybe you better let us take care--

Get out of here. I'll take care of him.

NARRATOR:
The Invaders.

A Quinn Martin Production.

Starring Roy Thinnes
as architect David Vincent.

The invaders:

alien beings from a dying planet.

Their destination: the Earth.

Their purpose:
to make it their world.

David Vincent has seen them.

For him, it began one lost night
on a lonely country road,

looking for a shortcut
that he never found.

It began with a closed,
deserted diner

and a man too long without sleep
to continue his journey.

It began with the landing of a craft
from another galaxy.

Now David Vincent knows
that the invaders are here.

That they have taken human form.

Somehow he must convince
a disbelieving world

that the nightmare
has already begun.

The guest stars in tonight's story:

Jack Lord,

Alfred Ryder,

and special guest star,
Diana Hyland.

NARRATOR: David Vincent had read
the story in the newspapers

how before he died,

a telephone lineman had described
to his partner a glowing burning man.

The story was investigated
by the police and promptly forgotten.

Seeking the truth, David Vincent
travelled to Fort Scott, Florida,

headquarters of Vikor Enterprises

and perhaps headquarters
for a people from an alien world.

Couldn't leave it alone, could you?

The other telephone lineman
had to die, too, huh?

Accidents will happen, Mr. Vikor.
He had an accident.

Well, I don't want any more accidents,
is that understood?

I've had my bellyful
of being questioned.

- The police seem satisfied.
- Well, I'm not.

Look, Mr. Nexus,

killing hasn't bothered me
in a long time, but stupidity does.

What would have you have
had us do, Mr. Vikor?

Nothing. Nobody would have
believed him, nobody did.

What happens next time somebody
stumbles onto something?

I sincerely hope there won't be
a next time.

Mr. Vikor, if it's your conscience
that's bothering you--

I told you my reasons for objecting.

Well, if it is conscience,

try to remember the importance
of what we're doing here

and your stake in it.

Sometimes I wonder if it's worth it.

You make it sound very attractive,
Mr. Nexus.

But how do I know you'll keep your
part of the bargain? How do I know?

You'll have all the power you could
possibly use, Mr. Vikor. Take my word.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

I told you to hold my calls, Harriet.

Who?

Yeah, I'll take it.

Hello, sergeant.
What's the problem?

Is she all right?

Yeah. I see. Yeah, I'll be right down.

You'll have to excuse me, Mr. Nexus.
It's my wife.

She's had a little trouble.

I won't be long.

Whatever you say, Mr. Vikor.

GUARD: Yes, sir?
- I'm looking for work.

Well, the personnel department isn't
taking any applications right now.

If you care to leave your name
and address.

Yes, Daniel Baxter.

I'm at the downtown Y.

Even if it's unskilled, I'm not fussy.

- Do you drive, Mr. Baxter?
- Sure.

I may have something for you later on.
I'll let you know.

Okay, fine.

I'm George Vikor.
I understand my wife is here.

This way, Mr. Vikor.

She was doing almost 90
when we stopped her.

That's the second time in less than
a month.

Are you gonna file charges?

Well, she's been drinking too.
I'm pretty sure of it.

See what you can do,
sergeant, huh?

- Hi.
- What happened?

It was another long afternoon
and you were lonely?

Oh, George, I only had two martinis.

Oh, George, you gotta tell me
something.

Where am I headed for?

Devil's Island and 30 days
on a rock pile?

- Now, I understand rock piles--
- Sherri, what's wrong with you?

You could've killed yourself
out there.

Killed? Oh, George, why would I do
a thing like that?

I mean, haven't I got everything
that any woman would want?

I mean, I have a beautiful house
and beautiful clothes

and all the beautiful money
that money can buy.

I even recall having a husband once.

That's not fair.

Come on.
I've gotta get back to the plant.

All right, George. You just run along
and stop by any time you--

Sherri, be reasonable, will you? I left
a top-level meeting to come here.

I thought you were the top level.

That's just the point. I am.
I can't walk away from my obligations.

I've got hundreds of people working
for me

and soon I'll have hundreds more.

One of these days,
I'll hand you the world.

I'd settle just for you and me.

All set, Mr. Vikor.

Thank you, sergeant.

We're very grateful.
Come on, let's go.

No rock pile?

Your husband has a lot of influence,
Mrs. Vikor.

But next time, it may not help.

There won't be a next time,
sergeant.

My wife won't be doing any driving
for a while.

I won't be doing any driving?

How do you expect me to get around,
on a skateboard?

Let me worry about that, huh?

My name is Daniel Baxter,
the new chauffeur.

I'd like to see Mrs. Vikor.

I'll see if she can see you.

Come in.

There's a Mr. Baxter outside
who says he's your new chauffeur.

What?

- Mr. Baxter?
- Yes, ma'am.

My houseboy tells me
you're my new chauffeur.

Oh, Mr. Vikor didn't telephone you?

No, he did not.

Well, I'm sure he meant to.
He hired me only an hour ago.

Well, there's obviously been
some misunderstanding.

Mr. Vikor, please.

You know, this is perfectly ridiculous.
I don't need anyone to do my driving.

Harriet, this is Mrs. Vikor.
Is my husband there?

Oh, when do you expect him?

No, that's all right. I'm having lunch
with him. I'll see him later. Thank you.

Shall I drive you to the plant?

I am perfectly capable
of driving myself. Thank you.

Oh, yes, ma'am, but Mr. Vikor
gave me your keys

and I'm not to give them
to you under any circumstances.

-Really?
-Yes, ma'am.

Really?

Would you bring the car
around to the front.

- I'll be down shortly.
- Yes, ma'am.

- You wait here. I'll be awhile.
- Yes ma'am. May I look around?

Sure. You've been here before,
haven't you?

A couple of hours ago
for my interview.

Do what you like.
Don't go in the security building.

They're sensitive to strangers.

And call Chicago, Harriet.
Tell them not to expect me.

The way things are happening,
I'll never get out of here.

- Well.
- Forgive me, darling.

I know you're busy, busy, busy,
and I'm early, early, early.

But there is a little matter
I'd like to discuss with you.

The chauffeur.

Now, you must admit,
it's just a trifle silly.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

Look, Sherri,
I happen to love you very much.

I don't relish the idea
of scraping you off the highway.

George.

Or bailing you out of a drunk tank.

That is sheer nonsense.

[INTERCOM BUZZING]

Yes? Well, tell Mr. Nexus
I'll see him in a minute.

One of my new investors.
He's only here for a few days.

I'm sorry, honey,
but I can't keep him waiting.

Why not?

He's very important.

- So are you.
- Yeah, maybe.

This time I'm not gonna settle
for second or third best.

I'm going all the way. These people
can make me the biggest,

- most influential man in the--
- The cemetery.

[INTERCOM BUZZING]

George, I don't understand this.
They buzz, you jump.

Now, who are these people?
What are they doing to you?

I've told you.
They're foreign businessmen.

- They're here to--
NEXUS: I was afraid--

Mrs. Vikor. I was afraid
that you had forgotten us.

Gentlemen.

- What's this all about?
- Ask him, sir.

He says he's your chauffeur,
Mr. Vikor.

That's right, he is.

He entered the plant with Mrs. Vikor
at 11:47.

At 11:57, he was found
in the security section.

What were you doing up there?

I was looking for your office, sir.

You were here this morning. My office
is not in the security building.

I'm sorry, sir. I was lost.
These buildings are all alike.

I was on my way to tell Mrs. Vikor
that I was going to the gas station.

The car is out of gas.

When these storm troopers
jumped me.

Sherri, will you excuse us a minute?

George, if you don't mind,
I think I'll cancel lunch.

- Dan, will you drive me home?
VIKOR: We won't keep him long.

I'd rather not wait.

I said we won't keep him long!

All right. Go ahead.

I questioned the man thoroughly
this morning.

He's no professional. I'm sure of it.

If he was from the FBI
or Air Force Intelligence,

he wouldn't have been caught
that easily.

If you don't trust my judgement,
Mr. Nexus,

why don't you
check him out yourself.

Find out who he is
and why he's here.

Whatever you say, Mr. Vikor.

If there's nothing else,
I'll put the car away now.

There is something else.

- Would you like a drink?
- No, thank you.

You lied about the gasoline, Dan.

I filled that tank myself last night.

The truth. Why were you
in the security building?

A foolish mistake.

I don't believe you.

The lies you told. The way they treated
you when you were caught.

The way my husband's been behaving,
his phoney story about the investors.

I think he's manufacturing

something other than
industrial machinery at that plant.

And I think you know what it is,
that's why you're here.

All right.

Your husband is working
for a foreign power.

They're planning a form of invasion.

Invasion?

What foreign power?

I can't tell you that.

What do you mean
you can't tell me that?

You've just accused my husband
of treason.

Now, Dan, you've got to be specific.

I can't accept some meaningless,
empty charge.

They're alien beings.

Creatures from another planet.
They're here now, trying to take over.

Your husband is helping them.

Specific enough?

Alien beings from another planet?

You don't really believe that,
do you?

I've seen their spaceships.

- Who hasn't? Half the--
- I've seen them too.

Aren't you a privileged minority?

I'm not alone.
Others have seen them.

They certainly keeping it a secret,
aren't they?

- You've seen them too.
- I've seen them?

At the plant.
Some of them had mutated hands,

a crooked fourth finger.

I don't believe it.
Why would George be helping them?

Ask him.

This is a stupid joke.

A stupid, tasteless joke.

I don't enjoy your sense of humour,
Mr. Baxter. I think you better leave.

You wanted the truth.

Goodbye.

Dan. Dan, please...

Tell me what we can do to help him.

EDWARD [ON RECORDING]: This is
Edward McEndrick, reporting to you

from a joint session
of the state legislature.

In a moment,
Sergeant George Vikor,

winner of the presidential medal
of valour,

will be coming down the aisle
to accept the congratulations

of the 98 representatives
gathered here.

On October 23rd 1952,

Sergeant Vikor led, drove and forced
his exhausted platoon to glory.

For three months, all attempts to take
Hill 317 from the enemy had failed.

But on that bleak October morning,
Sergeant Vikor did not fail.

Losing his entire platoon,
he fought on alone to the top,

personally killing over 30
of the enemy.

And then, badly wounded himself,
radioed battalion headquarters

that Hill 317 was ours.

Yes, it is a moment in history
that can never be--

[CROWD CHEERING
ON RECORDING]

Wait a minute, there he is.

Sergeant Vikor
has just made his appearance.

[CROWD CHEERING
ON RECORDING]

[REPLAYS RECORDING
OF CROWD CHEERING]

[TURNS UP THE VOLUME]

- Good evening, Mrs. Vikor.
- Good evening.

My husband's working late.
He needs this.

- Could you take it to him?
- Certainly.

Thank you.

[DOOR OPENING]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

[MACHINE WHIRRING]

VIKOR: We're building up a heavy
backlog on these tubes, Mr. Nexus.

I think we'll have enough
for your new arrivals.

NEXUS:
You think?

Mr. Vikor,
thinking isn't good enough.

Without these tubes, my people
cannot maintain their human form.

We've got to do more than think,
Mr. Vikor. We've got to be sure.

Soon there will be thousands
of my people here.

We must have
your absolute guarantee

that you will fill
the new production quotas.

All right, you've got it.
But you've got to give me more--

[PHONE RINGING]

Yes? Yes, what is it, Harriet?

When did it come in?

Yes, I'll be right down.

Teletype just came in.

They've got some information
on that chauffeur I hired.

[ALARM SOUNDS]

Yes, yes.

Real name: David Vincent, architect
from Santa Barbara, California.

He's reported alien activities to police,
newspapers and public officials.

Hello, this is Nexus.
There's been some trouble.

Thanks.

Oh, officer, can you stop for a minute?
I need your help.

Sure thing.

Climb in, Mr. Vincent.

[UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING
ON SPEAKERS]

SHERRI: Hello?
- Mrs. Vikor?

Dan, where are you?
I've been worried sick about you.

- Are you alone?
- Yes, I am now.

But listen, they were here a while ago
looking for you.

I think we ought to call the police.

Well, not these police.
Some of them are aliens.

I can't hear you.

I said some of the local police
are aliens.

We have to go to the
FBI office in Miami.

Well, I'll call them for you.

Well, first, I have to get out
of this area.

Will you give me some help?
I need your car.

Okay, where are you?

A place called Wilson's Tavern.

Wilson's, Wilson's, Wilson's....

Oh, yes, I know where that is.

I'll leave right away.
I'll be there in a half hour.

Are you all right?

Take this.

Thank you.

Let's go. I'll drive.

COP:
All right, Mr. Vincent.

End of the line.

Vincent?

How did you know
where to find me?

She told us.

You bugged my home.

- The police have no right to--
- It wasn't the police, ma'am.

In the car, Vincent.

VIKOR: All right, sergeant,
I'll take care of these two.

COP: Sorry, Mr. Vikor.
VIKOR: Let's go inside.

COP:
Just a minute.

Mr. Nexus gave me specific orders
that I was to--

I said I'd take care of this, sergeant.

COP:
Keep an eye on the back door.

We'll wait, Mr. Vikor.

[UP-TEMPO MUSIC PLAYING
ON SPEAKERS]

This man broke into our plant, Sherri.
Why are you helping him?

George, I know all about
your foreign investors.

Why they are here
and how you've been helping them.

What kind of poison
have you been feeding her?

She knows what's going on
at the plant.

The regeneration chamber,
the tubes you're manufacturing.

That's what you told her, huh?

Your source of information
is a psycho, Sherri.

His real name is David Vincent.

He's a mental case.

He's been treated for delusions
and fantasies.

Tells wild stories about things
that simply don't exist.

Take her to the plant, Vikor.
Third floor, security building.

Show her how crazy I am.

The man is sick, Sherri. He's sick.

I'd like to go to the plant, George.

Now.

Why, George?

Why are you doing this awful thing?

For you.

I want you to have everything.

- I had everything, remember?
- Don't you understand, Sherri?

They'll be running this planet,
and we'll be right on top with them.

We'll have everything
we ever wanted.

Excellent terms. All you have
to do is sell out the human race.

Yeah, our precious human race.

Liars, phoneys, hypocrites.

When I came back from Korea,
I was the big war hero.

Medals, interviews,
all kinds of fancy promises

until I really needed help.

All I asked for was a small loan
to start a crummy sheet metal shop.

George, don't.

That's when I got my lesson
in humanity.

They told me a guy with a wooden leg
and a plate in his head

was a lousy financial risk.

"Sorry, chum, business is business."

The only place
you can borrow money

on a medal of valour
is in a hock shop.

Their promises
are as phoney as they are.

So I made a promise of my own.

I swore that someday, somehow,
I'd be the man in charge.

I'd be the one to say no.

It's nice you'll be the man in charge.

You can see your wife
has a proper funeral.

She knows too much about them.
They'll kill her.

They wouldn't dare.

They wouldn't touch her.
I'll see to that.

How?

You wanted the world,
now you've got it.

What are you gonna do?
Give it to them or destroy them?

- No, no, they'd destroy me first.
- They're gonna do that anyway.

They're gonna do that anyway,
after they've finished using you.

Now, you've got every piece
of evidence we need to get rid of them.

George, help us.
You're the only one who can.

Sherri, I swear to you,
I never thought you'd be in danger.

- I never realised--
- Then do something about it.

We're running out of time.

All right.

All right, but it might take some doing.
You'll have to trust me.

Let me do it my way,
make it look good.

Otherwise,
they'll kill both of you right now.

DAVID: Just give me enough time
to get to the FBI.

Come on, let's go.

Take Mr. Vincent to the plant,
sergeant.

Make sure nothing happens to him.

- I'm sorry. Mr. Nexus told me to--
- I said take him to the plant.

We need him for questioning.
Keep him under guard in my office

until you hear from me
or Mr. Nexus.

All right, Vincent, let's go.

Will he be all right?

I told you to trust me.

Come on, I'll take you home.
We'll send for your car later.

George, you are going to go through
with this, aren't you?

Do you think I'd let anything
happen to you?

What about David Vincent?

He'll be all right.

Why don't you go upstairs now
and get some rest.

I'll call Mr. Nexus
and get this settled.

Okay.

Sherri.

The things you found out tonight--

The things I've done, I--

George.

After tonight, nothing matters at all.

Nothing.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

What are you doing here?

I was just about to call you.

I've got David Vincent
under guard at the plant.

And your wife?

She's upstairs. Why?

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Where do you think you're going?

No. No!

I'm not gonna let you do it.
You've got no right.

You've got Vincent.
Now, what do you want with my wife?

Look, she'll give you
no more trouble.

SHERRI:
George, when are you coming up?

- Take your hands off her.
NEXUS: Mr. Vikor.

- Take your hands off her!
NEXUS: Mr. Vikor!

We must all make sacrifices.

I delivered Vincent, didn't I?
Isn't that enough?

Now, tell them to leave her alone.

There'll be no pain.
It'll be a simple suicide.

An unhappy woman who drank
too much and drove too fast

and finally turned on the gas.

Dear God, George, help me.

George, what are you doing?

I can't let you do it.

Must I...

remind you of the rewards
that lie ahead?

Wealth and power
beyond your wildest dreams.

A slave population of billions,
but you won't be a slave.

You'll be a master.

You're a very sensible man,
Mr. Vikor.

How can you possibly give up
so much for so little?

SHERRI:
George?

Help!

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Yes.

We'll take care of it immediately.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GAS HISSING]

[DOOR RATTLING]

Sherri?

Sherri.

Come on, Sherrie.

SHERRI:
George.

George, please help me.

DAVID: Breathe deeply.
Come on, breathe deeply.

Deep breaths.

[SHERRI INHALES]

Deep breaths.

Hello, George?

Yeah, she's all right.
I got here just in time.

It was a good idea giving me
that gun.

Right. Right. You just let them think
that I'm responsible.

The government wants you
to remain undercover.

You're the key man, George.

You're the only one
who can help destroy them.

George,

Sherri sends her best.

DAVID [ON RECORDING]:
Hello, George?

Yeah, she's all right.

I got here just in time.

It was a good idea
giving me that gun.

Right. Right. You just let them think
that I'm responsible.

The government wants you
to remain undercover.

You're the key man, George.

You're the only one
who can help destroy them.

George,

Sherri sends her best.

No.

He's lying! He's framing me,
can't you understand that?

I didn't betray you.

He's framing me,
can't you see that?

I didn't betray you! I didn't!
It's obvious--

[GRUNTING]

Any luck?

Nothing.

They destroyed every shred
of evidence in the security building.

Do you think they'll keep after us?

No. Not anymore.

Now that your husband is....

You know, the police said
he died of a cerebral haemorrhage.

It's not true. He started dying
years ago when he was given these.

It takes a lot of courage
to get one of those.

And to do what you did.

Well, I have to go.

Where?

Wherever they went.

How long are you going
to go on like this?

As long as it takes.

Goodbye.

David?

Goodbye.

NARRATOR: As the invaders move,
so does David Vincent.

For they must be stopped.

They must be exposed.

And if he doesn't do it, who will?

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