All language subtitles for Mission Impossible 1988 - 1x08 - The Pawn.DVDRip.en

(Vehicle approaching)

-(vehicle slowing)
- What is it?

Shh.

(Engine idling nearby)

-(engine turns off)
- WOMAN: Yuri?

It's the police.

(Banging)

You stay here.

You haven't seen me.

(Thuds)

(theme music playing)

(horse whinnies)

(beeping)

(click)

(seabirds squawking)

(beeping)

MALE VOICE:
Good morning, Jim.

Gregor Antonov is one of
Europe's ranking chess masters,

and a scientist

on a major
Soviet defense project.

His wife died five years ago,

and he has become
increasingly disenchanted

with his work in the arms race.

The killing of Antonov's son,
an outspoken critic

in the antinuclear movement,

has made Antonov determined
to defect to the West

with his 15-year-old
daughter, Sasha.

Soviet officials
are aware of this,

and security around Antonov
is ironclad.

This week, Antonov
will be competing

in the World Chess Championships

in Czechoslovakia.

Security will be
extremely tight,

perhaps impregnable.

Your mission, Jim,

should you decide to accept it,

is to smuggle
Antonov and his daughter

out of Czechoslovakia.

As always, should you
or any of your IM Force

be caught or killed,

the Secretary will disavow
any knowledge of your actions.

This disc will self-destruct
in five seconds.

Good luck, Jim.

(Rapid beeping)

(hissing)

(gentle mechanical whirring)

Major Natalia Zorbuskaya.

She'll be in direct charge

of Gregor Antonov
while he's in Prague.

Pretty tough-looking chaperone.

PHELPS:
Yeah, she is.

Political assassination,
murder, torture, you name it.

Our Moscow sources link her
with the death of Antonov's son.

- Well, does Antonov know that?
- NICHOLAS: No.

And he mustn't know
until we get him out of there.

PHELPS:
But she knows that

he's ripe for defection,
and she knows if he gets away

she spends the rest
of her life in Siberia.

Joseph Rultka.

In his time, he was known as
the Houdini of Europe.

He's now retired and living
quietly outside Prague,

and he wants to help us.

A magician?

MAX:
A man after my own heart.

I did some magic
when I was at school.

(Chuckles)

(chuckles)

Magic is gonna be
very important to us.

Getting Gregor Antonov
and his daughter

out of Czechoslovakia
is gonna be quite a trick.

(Train whistle blowing)

(excited chatter)

WOMAN (over P.A.):
The International Express Train

from Moscow,
Warsaw and Ostrova...

Hey!

...Is now arriving.

(Excited chatter)

Mr. Antonov, could you tell us,
please, how do you feel?

ZORBUSKAYA:
No questions.

There will be
press conference at hotel.

Mr. Antonov, would you
consider this a grudge match

between yourself and Bakunin?

I bear no grudges.

ZORBUSKAYA:
I said no questions.

NICHOLAS: Oh, please,
could we have one more picture?

ZORBUSKAYA:
No more photographs.

You will wait
till we get to the hotel.

Make way, my friends, for Sandu!

And come and see
the greatest illusion

created on any stage in Europe.

No, no. No autographs, please.

Tonight! The Hotel Pilsen!

Take him to the car.

MAX: See it tonight, my friends,
at the Lion of Pilsen Hotel.

One show only;
tickets at the door.

Reservations from the concierge.

(Southern accent): Now, do you
suppose that's just hot air,

or is that old boy any good?

Never heard of him.

Ah, excuse me, sir.

May I?

MAX:
Sandu!

(Applause)

I kind of liked that.

I wonder if I could put
that back in the States

along with these here
chess players.

Oh, Mosley, ma'am,
Ferguson Mosley,

Longhorn, Texas.

Eh.

Mr. Max, Joseph Rultka.

We have much work to do.

Come with me, please.

RULTKA:
So, Mr. Max...

...magic is illusion.

The eye will see
and the brain will believe

whatever you want them to.

Are you ticklish, young lady?

(Casey giggles)

(Rultka chuckles)

Illusion!

(Grunts)

All is illusion.

I see you don't
do things by halves.

(laughs)

Well, come now, Mr. Max...

...let me see what
you have learned.

NICHOLAS: How many years have
you been playing this game?

GREGOR: Uh, since I was a boy--
I would not like to say

how many years that is.

Bakunin is a much younger man,
Mr. Antonov.

Do you consider his age
an advantage?

(Gregor chuckles)

Age is an illusion.

There is no advantage.

You defeated Bakunin
in Leningrad, Mr. Antonov.

Will you play as well in Prague?

(Gregor chuckles)

We are not playing...
football, my friend.

One chessboard
is the same as another.

(laughter)

NICHOLAS: D-Do you have any
qualms as whether or not

-you're gonna win or lose
this game? -Ah, no, no,

I never worry before the game.

I worry like hell
all the way through the game.

Mr. Antonov,
do you have any plans

to play any matches
in England or the United States?

(Sighs):
Uh...

that is...
difficult for me to say.

MAN:
Comrade Antonov,

it would be best
to win championship

before planning world tours.

I see no one here
who could stop me winning.

I am here, comrade,
and I will stop you.

I have not been the one
who has been avoiding

-our match, comrade.
- What are you implying?

I fear no one!

A man who fears no one
is a fool.

BAKUNIN:
You think I am a fool, comrade?

GREGOR:
I think you are a boy, comrade.

- Uh, no more interview.
- Look at this, gentlemen.

- This old man wins by one game
in Leningrad. -A small child...

- Interview is over!
- Just like a child.

- When you grow up... -Mikhail
Bakunin will win in Prague!

BAKUNIN: And you can
quote me on that, gentlemen!

- GREGOR: Go home, boy!
- Old man!

(Bird cooing)

Good, good.

Slowly...

Using the power of the mind,

you concentrate.

Concentrate raising up... up.

Very good, very good.

Now you try with this one.

Excuse me, partner,
I wonder if I

just might have a word with you.

No, no, I'm sorry, not now.

This is about
travel arrangements

for you-- for you
and your daughter, Sasha.

Perhaps I could
spare you a moment.

Later.

PHELPS: Well, you
just call me anytime

you're ready to go on tour.

I promise you

it will be magical.

Comrade, it is time.

Take Comrade Antonov
to his match.

You, you come with me.

(Trilling)

(indistinct voices on TV)

GREGOR (on TV):
Age is an illusion.

There is no advantage...

NICHOLAS: You defeated Bakunin
in Leningrad, Mr. Antonov.

Will you play as well
in Prague?

(Gregor chuckles)

GREGOR:
We are not playing

football, my friend.

One chessboard is the same
as another.

(laughter)

NICHOLAS: Mr. Antonov,
do you have plans

to play any matches
in England or the United States?

GREGOR:
Uh, that is...

difficult for me to say.

Now, ma'am, if I'd known that
you were Mr. Antonov's manager,

I would have come straight
to you.

I mean, if we don't have
professional courtesy,

what do we have?

I always say that.

I don't know
what you are talking about.

What were you saying
to Comrade Antonov?

Well, of course, that was
kind of private, you know.

Not any more.

Well, seeing as how
you're very interested,

I was asking Mr. Antonov
if he'd be prepared

to come back to Texas with me.

You are inciting him
to defect.

Oh, hell, ma'am,
nobody's inciting anything.

I want Mr. Antonov to play chess
against the American champion.

Now that's provided
he beats Mr. Bakunin

here, of course.

Now there's first-class
accommodations.

First-class air transport
to Texas and back.

And a percentage
of the TV rights.

Comrade Antonov
is not interested.

Well, then, of course,

there's always maybe
a little bonus for the manager,

if you get my meaning.

Mr. Mosley, it is not wise

to offer bribe
to party official.

It is not wise to attempt
to subvert

Soviet citizen.

If you do not wish

your travel documents
to be revoked,

I suggest you approach me before

making your capitalist offers.

Do you understand me,
Mr. Mosley?

(Chucking):
Oh, yes.

Yes, I do understand you, ma'am.

That's wonderful.

Business is business
the world over.

Now you just call me anytime
you're ready

to talk about the details.

I want him watched.

Mr. Mosley is not as stupid
as he would have us believe.

MALE VOICE: Antonov obtained
his university entrance at 14,

one of the youngest ever
to have been admitted

to the science faculty.

He was a reclusive student
with few friends,

and obtained his degree
in two years,

cutting in half
the normal time required.

Quite a brain, Professor,
quite a brain.

I've got some
real clear recordings

of Antonov's voice for you

when you're ready for them.

This is the fourth meeting

between Comrades Antonov
and Bakunin,

and the first
since the European Championships

in Leningrad,

which Comrade Antonov won

by one game.

Comrade Antonov
will play the white.

Gentlemen, you may begin.

White.

Pawn to king pawn four.

Looks like it's going
to be an exciting game, ma'am.

A man who fears no one
is a fool.

(Beep)

(imitating Gregor): A man who
fears no one is a fool.

(Tape squealing)

A man who fears no one
is a fool.

(Beep)

A man who fears no one
is a fool.

(Trilling)

JUDGE:
Black.

Knight to queen four.

Looks like Mr. Bakunin's
a little rattled, ma'am.

Game is not finished
till last move is made.

As you may well discover,
Mr. Mosley.

Very good. Very good.

And... yes.

Good. Yes, very good.

Excellent. Very good.

You learn very quickly.

(Clapping)

Yes. Very good.

Hey!

(Casey laughs)

Yes.

(laughing)

And now I think
you are ready for...

the floating phantom.

JUDGE:
Black.

Rook to queen's rook one.

Check.

JUDGE:
White.

Queen to queen's rook two.

JUDGE:
Black.

Rook to queen's rook seven.

I think we have a stalemate,
Comrade.

(Audience gasping
and murmuring)

Comrade Bakunin?

-(Woman gasps)
- BAKUNIN: They call it

gamesmanship, I call it
cheating!

You're accusing Antonov
of cheating, Mr. Bakunin?

- Comrade Bakunin did not
cheat... -What is this...?

What is this,
playing with the ring

and the brushing of the cheek?

What is that supposed to do
but put me off my game?

You accuse me of cheating?
It is stalemate.

What sort of man
plays for stalemate?

No! I've had enough!

- I've never cheated.
- First in Leningrad.

- Child. -Now in Prague.
this stalemate.

No. What sort of champion
plays for stalemate?

Seem to be having
a little trouble

with your boys,
Miss Zorbuskaya.

Maybe a trip to Texas
will do 'em both good.

Major.

Major Zorbuskaya.

And there is no trouble,
Mr. Mosley.

And there will be no trip
to Texas.

♪♪

(door closes)

Is this good enough to keep me
out of the salt mines?

You look just
like a chess master, man.

But can I think
like a chess master?

ZORBUSKAYA:
I am not interested

in your hurt feelings
or your pride.

The gala tonight
has been arranged

to honor
two Soviet chess masters.

You will attend.

I have been publicly humiliated.

Accused of cheating!

Now I am to be paraded
like a prize cow.

You do not seem to understand.

There is no point
of discussion here,

no alternatives
to be considered.

You will attend the gala,

you will behave discreetly,

and you will bring credit
to the Soviet.

Oh...

and you will, of course,
enjoy yourself.

(Door closes)

(classical music playing)

(crowd chatter)

♪♪

(indistinct chatter)

it's very nice to meet you.

MAN:
Comrade.

(Applause)

Antonov, you damn
little bookworm!

- Oh.
-(laughing)

GREGOR: Rudensky.
So good to see you!

- We haven't seen each other
since university. -No.

This teacher's pet
won every damn prize

that a student could win.

(Rudensky laughs)

He's an intellectual Olympian

with more medals
than a rabbit has rabbits.

(Rudensky laughs)

We are going to get drunk
and talk about the old days.

Hmm? We're sitting
with the bookworm.

Commissar Rudensky.

(Music ends, applause)

MAN: Honored guests
and comrades.

Ladies and gentlemen...

...proud to present an evening
of magic and illusions

with one of the greatest
magicians in the world.

And here he is, after his
triumphant...

(announcer continues
indistinctly)

And for the first time
in Czechoslovakia,

the great Sandu.

(Applause,
classical music playing)

Krensky, get my cigars
and my flask of vodka.

♪♪

(applause)

(applause)

-(music stops)
- Ladies and gentlemen,

tonight, you are about
to see feats of legerdemain,

acts of illusion
and prestidigitation such

As you have never before
in your lives witnessed.

(Classical music playing)

(applause)

But before we proceed
with this tableau of trickery...

...let me introduce you
to the reason

for our presence here tonight--

those champions of chess

Comrade Mikhail Bakunin
and Comrade Gregor Antonov.

(Applause)

Ladies and gentlemen...

(sighs)

...we're about to ask
one of our champions

to join us here onstage

for the first and most
spectacular of the magical

and mysterious marvels--

the world-famous illusion

of the floating phantom.

(Audience applauds,
classical music plays)

Comrade Antonov,
will you come with us

on a magical mystery tour?

- Gregor, do it, do it.
- I would be happy to oblige.

- No.
- Ladies and gentlemen,

Comrade Antonov
has gallantly volunteered to be

the first participant
in the floating phantom.

Well, it's just a little bit
of trickery, ma'am.

Sit down, Major.

(Classical music playing)

♪♪

♪♪

(applause)

(audience gasping)

Follow me.

Where is he?

Where is Comrade Antonov?

(Audience laughing)

Where is he?

Where is Comrade Antonov?

Tell me now.

We're getting you
out of here, Professor.

But they will know I have gone--
all those people watching me.

No, sir,
they'll be watching him.

Good luck, Professor.

Come on, let's go.

I give you five seconds
to return Antonov.

One... two...

Three... four... five.

(Applause and gasping)

(audience murmuring)

(snaps fingers)

(classical music playing)

MAN:
Bravo.

(laughter)

You're safe, Professor.

Here, sit down and relax.

Oh... thank you.

Your new identity.

Yours... and your daughter's.

(Gregor sighs)

You'll both be out
of the country by midnight.

You have made fool
of yourself and of me.

Perhaps I have made
a fool of myself.

As for you, Comrade Major...
I don't think you need my help.

I will remember those words.

Believe me... I will laugh last.

(Indistinct chatter)

Of course, that was back
in the bad old days

of Longhorn, Texas.

Man, that magician was so bad--
ma'am--

we had to run him
out of town on a rail.

Perhaps you didn't know
magic was all illusion.

Casey, the train with Antonov's
daughter arrives in an hour.

I'll be there.

Mr. Mosley.

Mr. Sandu, I'll be in touch.

(Rudensky laughing)

(speaks Russian)

Rudensky, please,
I have to play again tomorrow.

You always were a swine,
Antonov.

(Chuckles)

Remember the girl
in the coffee shop,

the one who only liked
intellectual types?

What was her name?

Oh... the girl
in the coffee shop.

There were so many.

So many?

You, Antonov?

So many girls?

So many... coffee shops.

(laughing)

(both laughing)

(laughter continues)

(laughing):
Coffee shops.

(Chuckles)

(train whistle blows)

WOMAN (over P.A.):
Attention, the Prague Express

has been delayed and is running

12 hours behind schedule.

I repeat, the Prague Express
has been delayed

and is running
12 hours behind schedule.

(Train whistle blows)

And don't for a moment imagine

that your friendship
with Commissar Rudensky

will mean any relaxation
of security here.

It never entered my mind.

There will be guards posted
outside your door

and outside your window
all through the night.

(Door closes)

(sighs)

(men chattering indistinctly)

Where's my daughter?
Where is Sasha?

The Express has been delayed.

There's been a derailment
somewhere up the line.

Sasha won't be here
for another 12 hours.

Then she'll have
to follow later.

No, no.

Mr. Antonov, you know how tight
security is around Nicholas.

We can't exchange you
back for him,

and we can't get him
away from them

before you're safely
across the border.

I won't leave
without my daughter.

She'll be safe here with us.

Like my son?

Maybe Nicholas could keep up the
impersonation for another day.

Except for one thing.

Yeah, he'd have to play chess
tomorrow against Bakunin.

I'm sorry.

He would betray himself
within three moves.

Mr. Antonov, could I take
a look at that ring?

Please.

You know, I made a duplicate of
this ring for Nicholas to wear.

If we could exchange
the duplicate for this one

after I modify it...

Modify it?

So that it could receive
a slight electrical pulse

from a transmitter.

- Like Morse code.
- Exactly like Morse code.

Nicholas would feel the impulse
through his ring finger

and we could let him know
what happened.

Tomorrow at the tournament,
Mr. Antonov, you could decide

his moves
and we could relay 'em to him.

You can tap into the satellite
television broadcast

and relay it?

Yeah.

As far as the border?

Not a problem-- further.

Then maybe Nicholas can play
tomorrow and win.

(Knocking)

Come in.

I'm sorry
your supper is late, comrade,

but the Prague Express
doesn't get in until tomorrow,

and everything is upside-down.

Thank you, I'm hungry.

It is only boiled eggs,
but an egg

is full of everything you need.

(Rattling)

I just hope
Nicholas has put that ring on.

And that he got the message.

MAN (over P.A.): Ladies
and gentlemen, please be seated.

(Indistinct chatter)

(camera shutters clicking)

(applause)

(beep)

(applause)

(m utters)

This boy will make a champion
when he gets older.

As long as it's not today.

(Camera shutter clicking)

(crowd chatter)

(camera shutters clicking)

Okay.

Let's see if Nicholas is
on our wavelength.

(Beep)

(beeping)

He got the message.

This'll keep us in touch
with the match

until we reach the border.

JUDGE:
The match will now begin.

Comrade Bakunin will play white

and will move first.

White...

Pawn to king pawn four.

It's time, Mr. Antonov. Now.

We are getting back
on the train, Sasha.

Soon... we will be safe.

(Train whistle blowing)

(train chugging
and rattling on tracks)

Bishop to knight seven.

Bishop... knight seven.

(Click, ticking)

Black.

Bishop to knight seven.

(Train rattling on tracks)

(train whistle blowing)

(train hissing and squeaking)

MAN (over P.A.):
We are now at the border.

Documents must be ready
for inspection.

Do not leave your seats until
inspection has been completed

and the train is given
permission to proceed.

Please have
your passports ready.

Very good, Bakunin.

Very clever.

MAN (over P.A.): Documents
must be ready for inspection.

Do not leave your seats

until inspection
has been completed...

Guards.

No, wait, wait.

He has us in difficulties.

MAN (over P.A.):
...your passports ready.

(Sighs)

No time.

(Max sighs)

Passports.

(Computer game
trilling and chirping)

GUARD:
Hmm... (speaks Russian)

(trilling and chirping)

JUDGE:
15 seconds, Mr. Antonov.

(Ticking)

(sighs)

(ticking)

JUDGE:
Time, Mr. Antonov.

Black.

Knight to king's bishop six.

(Video game chirping
and whirring)

GUARD:
Thank you.

(Video game chirping)

(typing)

Incredible.

What's happened?

He's made a move on his own.

And it was brilliant.

Bakunin is finished.

Knight to queen two.

Knight... to queen two.

JUDGE:
Black. Knight to queen two.

I concede.

-(Murmuring) -JUDGE: Ladies and
gentlemen, Comrade Bakunin

concedes the second game
of the World Chess Championships

to Comrade Antonov

after 21 moves.

(Applause)

(camera shutter clicking)

MAN 2:
Bravo!

(Overlapping chatter
and shouting)

He's conceded.

Nicholas has done it.

I have won.

(Max chuckles)

(train whistle blowing)

I suppose congratulations
would not be out of place.

It is only a game.

Like life, Antonov.

Yes.

Like life,

Comrade.

Win or lose, Comrade Antonov
is still headed for Siberia.

Keep your eyes on him.

(Crowd chatter)

Oh, hell, I thought

you reporter fellas
never missed anything.

There's old Antonov upstairs

giving a press conference
in his room,

and you're missing it all.

REPORTER: They say he's
upstairs. Quickly, to the room!

(Clamoring voices)

- Antonov?! Where's Mr. Antonov?
- Mr. Antonov.

(Overlapping chatter)

What do you want, sir?

Well, you see,
I got this problem here.

This bag belongs
to Major Zorbuskaya.

Uh, you know Major Zorbuskaya?

Of course.

Well, she's gone off
to the train station

and kind of left me
holding the bag,

if you understand
what I mean.

Now I have 100 U.S. dollars
for you

if you'll get this to her
before she gets on the train.

Now it's just on the QT.
Nobody knows but you and me.

Thank you very much, sir.

- Where is Antonov?
- No. -Please get back. Come on.

Please get back.
Please keep clear!

No press! We mean it!

(Overlapping chatter,
knocking)

- WOMAN: They are holding us
downstairs... -(crowd chatter)

- No press.
- I have a press card.

MAN:
I have a press card.

(Overlapping chatter)

GUARD:
We can't have press. Please!

Please keep clear.
Please keep clear.

No press!

(Overlapping chatter)

Hold the door.
Quick! Inside.

Come on. Must be
in the bedroom.

-(Overlapping chatter)
- No press. No press.

-(Overlapping chatter)
- In the other room!

- Please!
- No. Over here.

(Overlapping chatter)

(indistinct voices)

I don't know. I...

ZORBUSKAYA:
What are you doing here?

No press allowed here.

You have no permission.
Leave now.

No photograph, no interview.

Excuse me.

This means you, also. Leave.

(Overlapping chatter)

(car engine starts)

You fools, he's gone!

Get me a car!

Move! Get that car!

It would seem

like Comrade Major Zorbuskaya
has been planning a trip.

A very long trip.

United States currency.

A car, Pietor,
and a motorcycle escort.

We will see who will be first
to the railway station.

(Crowd chatter)

(train whistle blowing)

Zorbuskaya.

Wait here.

(Speaking Russian)

Comrade.

Come with us.

What?

Search her!

What is the meaning of this?

Major Zorbuskaya,
you are under arrest.

I don't know what
you are talking about.

No! No!

They are on the train!

(Train whistle blowing)

I know nothing of this!

The train! You must
let me get on the train!

Oh, you will get
on the train, Major.

The train to Siberia.

(Train chugging)

It appears special travel
arrangements are being made

for Major Zorbuskaya.

How about our other travelers?

I just received word that the
train has crossed the border.

Antonov and his daughter
have reached Vienna.

Check... mate...

and game.

(Train whistle blowing)

(theme music playing)