All language subtitles for Airwolf S04E16 - The Key-eng

We have taken control
of 20 nuclear missile silos.

Two days for your friend to come
around with the key to the code.

Or, by God,

we can all kiss this
whole world goodbye.

He's dead.

BADHAM: The nuclear arms race has
held humanity at ransom long enough.

Somehow, this madness
must be brought to an end.

Therefore, in the interest
of world peace,

I have taken
a rather drastic action.

We have taken control
of 20 nuclear missile silos,

10 in the United States, and 10
located in the Soviet Union.

These sites have been activated
to a pre-launch mode,

set to fire simultaneously
in four days' time.

This is your final warning!

Unless all nuclear
weapons are disabled

throughout the world
by noon of December the 31st,

these missiles will be
detonated automatically.

If total disarmament
is not achieved,

then may God help you.

May God help us all.

Well, we've all heard it.

Now, what the hell are we
doing about this fruitcake?

I'm afraid he's more than a
fruitcake, General Harrisburg.

Dr. Lawrence
Taylor Badham.

Oxford scholar
in computer science.

Nobel Peace Prize nominee two
years in a row back in the '60s.

That's when he dropped
out of the system.

The information gets
sketchy after that.

So tell me, Newman, what turns
a peacenik brain like Badham

into a political extortionist?

I mean, by God, he's willing
to set off World War Three!

My guess would be
the Cypress Party.

The Cypress Party? What have those
radicals got to do with this?

Plenty. According to
British Intelligence,

they are the money and
muscle behind Badham's plan.

I've heard of them derailing arms
shipments and sabotaging nuclear tests,

but something like this
is out of their league.

Well, not anymore.
We've located them on the Isle of Dundee

in the North Sea,
off the coast of Scotland.

They've set up their operations
in a deserted distillery.

Is your team in place?

Yes. Major Mike Rivers has
already infiltrated their group

through our
British operatives.

He's going to try linking their
computer system with Airwolf's

so we can override
their missile commands.

That's good.

I hope your boys are as good
as I've heard, little lady.

They are, General.

Hmm.

Mike should have
contacted us by now.

Give him time.

That's one thing
we haven't got.

Once we have the computer
link established,

all we have to do is
unscramble whatever code

Badham has used to reprogram
the missile sites.

Right. Nothing to it.

(INAUDIBLE)

No, Angus, you can't
play with the computer.

But how about another story?

Now, what will it be?

We read The Pied Piper
yesterday.

What about
Jack and the Beanstalk?

Go get the book then. Hmm?

LOCKE: He's in! We've got it.

MIKE: Oh, great! Now what?

(SIGHS)

Stay away from that!
What are you doing?

It's over, Badham.

Who are you?

Never mind that.

What's the access code?

Angus, get Pervis in here.

(GUN FIRING)

(GROWLS)

Hey, can't you take a joke?

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Get him!
I want him alive!

We lost it!

I'm taking us in.

Get him out
of there. Quickly.

SAINT JOHN: They're
taking him inside now.

He doesn't look good.

LOCKE: Can you get him out?

What about Badham?

I don't know.

I'm gonna need some kind of
diversion to make any moves.

Give me five minutes
to get inside.

When I give the signal, hit
them with everything we've got.

SAINT JOHN: I'll meet you at
the pickup point.

LOCKE: Right.

I wish I'd thought of that.

It's over.
Finished!

I haven't come this far
just to quit now.

It's too great a risk.
They know where we are!

If they attempt to
tamper with the system,

they could cause
the missiles to launch.

Just find out who he's working
for and we'll stop them.

The plan can still work!

No! I'm aborting
the launch command.

Perhaps you've forgotten
who's running this operation.

No. You have.

(GROANS)

Get him out of here!

(ANGUS SCREAMING)

Where are the rest
of your men, laddie?

Go to hell.

I'd like to
show you something

I picked up on a trip
to China recently.

Wonderful people,
the Chinese.

They've given us so much more than
gun powder and fortune cookies.

I think you'll find this
will loosen your tongue.

Now, Jason.

Mike. Mike!

(GRUNTING)

How is he?

He's dead.

He can't be!

He can't.

Let's take him home.

(ALARM BUZZING)

I'm sorry, Jo.
There was nothing we could do.

I know.

(SOBBING)

I'm sorry about your man.

Were you able to
complete the mission?

No, sir.

We were too late.

Dr. Badham was killed
by his own men.

What the hell?

All right, we'll pick up
the ball from here.

We've got men
standing by to move in.

Yes, sir.
We'll keep you posted.

It wasn't your fault.

We've got a long
trip ahead of us.

Better run a diagnostic check.

Running diagnostic.

We've got enough fuel
to make it home.

(LOCKE TYPING)

Saint John!

I'm reading
three heartbeats!

What?

Mike's alive!

Hang in there, buddy.

Hang in there.

What's happening?

LOCKE: Come on.

Breathe! Come on, breathe!
Damn it, breathe, Mike!

Locke?

It's working!

You're gonna make it, buddy.
You're gonna make it.

The respiration
is stabilizing

but the heart rate
is still down.

Come on, Mike.

Stay with us.

No. No, I want
a full team in there now!

Well, bring them in
from every British base.

I want that distillery
torn apart!

Mike's alive.

He's strong.
He'll pull through.

Well?

Whatever those people
injected him with

it seems to have suspended his
metabolism to a comatose state.

The head trauma alone
should've killed him.

It's the damndest thing
I've ever seen.

Is he going to make it?

The transfusion has brought his
vital signs back to normal

but he's still in a coma.

So what's next?

All we can do is wait, and hope he
wasn't deprived of oxygen for too long.

Perhaps you'd
like to see him.

(SIGHS)

How long has it been?

Almost nine hours.

My so-called experts
over there,

they've come up
with nothing.

They couldn't
crack the code.

What are the Soviets doing?

What do you think
they're doing?

They've put their forces
on full alert.

They don't give a damn
who pushes the buttons,

so long as they
can shoot back!

Haven't you disarmed
the silos yet?

(CHUCKLES) It doesn't work
that way, little lady.

Look, say we pull the plug
on all of our missiles,

what if the Russians don't?

Are you willing
to take that chance?

I didn't think so.

Two days.

Lady, gents,

two days for your friend to come
around with the key to the code.

Or, by God,

we can all kiss this
whole world goodbye.

(SIGHS)

I wish it was me in
there instead of Mike.

He was always
a good idea man.

He might have
come up with a plan.

(SIGHS)

I haven't got a plan.
I was hoping you had a plan.

You don't have a plan?

Oh, great!

SAINT JOHN: All right, look, what
we need is one of your diversions.

My diversions? Why not
one of your diversions?

I don't do diversions.
Don't do diversions.

All right, look.

Go to plan B.

Plan B?

What's Plan B?

We make it up as we go along.
Come on.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

He never was
short on luck.

I just hope he's
got some left.

He has to.

(SIGHS)

Mike was always a survivor.

LOCKE: Rivers.

Major Rivers.

Hello, Locke.

I thought you were supposed to be on
some sort of survival training course.

Where are the others?

Oh, they'll catch up
in two, three hours.

I'd offer you a drink but I seem
to have run out of glasses.

I've got a new
assignment for you.

Sorry, I'm all booked.

Well, get unbooked.

You got yourself
a new partner,

partner.

Orders?

Does it say I can't
finish my drink first?

Cheers.

He would never
let any of us down.

No, he wouldn't.

He's always
been there for me.

(EXCLAIMS)

(PANTING)

May I have this dance?

Let's get out of here.

He was always there.

"Is" always there.

Yeah, sorry.

He's coming out of it.

Oh, don't get
too excited.

He's not out of
the woods, yet.

Can we see him?

Mike?

Mike?

He may not be
lucid just yet.

Ah, he's coming around.

How's the headache, pal?

Welcome back to the world
of the living, Mike.

There was never any doubt.
Right, Mike?

What are you talking about?

I don't know you people.

MIKE: I'm not dead!

You can't leave me here.
I'm alive!

Listen to me.
(INAUDIBLE)

Don't leave me here!

No!

(GASPS)

Mike. You're all right.

It's okay, buddy,
we're here.

LOCKE: Take it easy, Mike.

I don't know.

Think! Damn it!

We've got less
than 36 hours!

I'm trying.

It's just not there.

That's enough for now!

Try to reach him.

General, have your men turned
up anything at the distillery?

Not a damn thing!

I'm headed over
to the Isle of Dundee

to take charge
of the operation.

If you get anything,
I mean, anything at all,

radio ahead to Dundee.

Damn!

You feeling better?

Jo.

You remember.

Yeah, it comes back in pieces
like a jigsaw puzzle.

The doctor
said it would.

Yeah, I guess so.

Jason.

Saint John.

I'm Saint John.

Saint John.

What the hell kind of
name is that?

Saint John,
what do you make of this?

Huh?

Saint John.

(LAUGHING)

What do you mean "Saint John"?
Saint John!

Saint John.
It's British.

It's a British name.
You know, Saint John. Saint John.

My father named me after a
guy he flew with in the war.

Aw!

Stringfellow,
now there's a weird name.

There's a guy who got
into fights at school.

"Stringfellow"?

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Stringfellow,
he was your brother?

That's right.

What else?

Do we have a big black
helicopter of some kind?

Yeah, we've been known to fly
around in one occasionally.

Saint John?

Jo?

Hey, would one of
you guys answer me?

Look, Dr. Keith suggested we take you
on a crash course down memory lane.

You think
you're up to it?

I don't know.

I don't have a choice, do I?

You remember this place?

You live here.

So do you, for now.

(SIGHS)

Don't tell me.

She threw you out.

I wouldn't say
"threw me out."

I'd just say that we came
to a mutual agreement

that maybe I shouldn't
live there anymore.

At 2:45 in the morning?

Yeah, well, you know...
I mean, timing was never my strong point.

Well, where do you
want me to put my stuff?

Have I paid my half
of the rent yet?

We'll talk
about that later.

Come on. We've got a lot
of ground to cover.

I knew I'd
put it somewhere.

(CHUCKLING)

Can you hear it
this time, Jason?

(HELICOPTER APPROACHING)

Music to my ears.

You're starting to get the
picture now, eh, Mike?

I was on a mission
of some kind.

Scotland.

I was supposed to
bring something back.

It's not coming.

It's not there.

Let me show you something.
Come here.

(TYPING)

Badham.
That's right.

(INAUDIBLE)

I was supposed
to get a code.

That's good, Mike!

What was it?
There isn't much time.

I don't know.

(SIGHS) Don't know
or don't remember?

Think, Mike.

I can't.

We can't give up.
Not now.

All right. All right. Uh...

Maybe if I talk to Badham.

He's dead.

You're all we've got.

Then take me
back to Scotland.

You've gotta
take me back. I...

I have to try.

He's right.

There's no time to waste.

Let's go.

(ALARM BUZZING)

Less than four
hours to launch.

Can't she go any faster?

What the...

Russian MiGs coming
in fast from behind!

That's impossible!
We're nowhere near Soviet airspace.

Tell that to them. This missile
scare is breaking all the rules.

Well, we haven't got time to
stop for a geography lesson.

Missile off port.

Releasing chaff decoy.

Looks like we found
a yellow one.

That's fine with me.

Almost there.

We've got the computer all
warmed up and ready to roll.

I just hope the memory's all there.

Yeah, I can
identify with that.

Major?

Major!

Over there.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know the way.

Uh, how about
Jack and the Beanstalk?

Go get the book then. Hmm?

What is it, Mike?

A book.

Badham had a notebook.

There was no book.
My men have torn this place apart.

Angus.

Who the hell is Angus?

Hi, Angus.

How is the frying pan?

I'm sorry about Dr. Badham.

He was your friend,
wasn't he?

He used to read
those stories to you?

You mind?

I'll bring it back
to you, I promise.

I'll be back.

Okay, fairytale titles.

Badham could have used these
titles as code names.

That's nothing but a child's
book from Marbles out there.

MIKE: The last entry.

The Pied Piper.

All right, we've got less than an hour.
Let's give it a try.

Right.

(TYPING)

We're almost there.

"Almost" could be eternity.

(ALARMS BLARING)

(EXHALES) Think, Mike.

But how about
another story?

Hmm?

Well, what will it be?

We read The Pied Piper
yesterday.

Uh, how about
Jack and the Beanstalk?

Jack and the Beanstalk.

Badham didn't
put it in his book,

but he put it
in the computer.

Try it.

Beanstalk.

That's it, that's got it!

Mr. President, they did it.

Now to deactivate
the system.

(TYPING)
Stand by, one.

My God, one of them
didn't respond.

One of theirs
or one of ours?

One of theirs.

Poskov.

Mr. President,
we've got a problem.

Can we stop it?

Not from here.

If the missile's launched,

the President has authorized
cancellation of first-strike response.

How much time do we have?

She's launched.

What's its trajectory?

Heading for
upstate New York.

Don't miss this one, boys.

Twelve minutes
prior to impact.

What's our best shot?

There's only one.

LOCKE: We have to catch it
before it drops,

or it'll be travelling
too fast to track.

Our only hope is to nail it with
the laser as it reaches its apex.

MIKE: Twelve minutes
prior to impact.

You'll have to work out the dispersal of
the laser over that great a distance.

At best, it's only a guess.

Do we have any other choice?

(BEEPING)

Approaching 52,000 feet.

Eight minutes to impact.

It's starting to drop.

Happy New Year,
General Harrisburg.

(EXHALES)

Well, she hung
together pretty well.

Considering what
we put her through,

we're lucky
she's still around.

We're lucky anybody's still
around, as close as we came.

(SIGHS)

You know, I almost wish
Badham had succeeded.

Total disarmament?

I wish it was that easy.

Isn't it?

It's all here.

Badham was
a brilliant scientist.

He had the right idea.
He just went about it the wrong way.

(CHUCKLES) Pied Piper.

Fairytales.

Yeah, he believed them.
So what?

I mean, think about it.

I mean, in all those stories
there's good versus evil.

A good guy wins and they
live happily ever after.

Is there anything
wrong with that?

Not a thing.

Party time, people.

(ALL CHEER)

Present from the Company.

(ALL CHATTERING)

SAINT JOHN: I don't mind if I do.
Excuse me.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

Good shot!
Nice shot!

(ALL LAUGHING)

You remember how to
do this, don't you?

Yeah.

Sure do, Saint John.
Oh, I was just kidding.

(ALL LAUGH)

It was pretty touch and
go there for a while.

Okay.

While we're on the subject, I'd like to
make a toast to the return of Mike Rivers.

You know, Mike, we thought
we'd almost lost you.

Welcome back, buddy.
Here's to you.

Here's to fairytales.

(INAUDIBLE)

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