All language subtitles for pfa-wonder.woman.s02e16.1080p-HI

Thank you.

[phone ringing]

Hello?

Yes, a few minutes ago.

No, there wasn't any first class
on that flight.

[sighs]

What do you mean prima donna?

I'm the best.

Right.

You bet I fly first class.

Yeah, I got the pictures.

But those people are your problems.

The deal is you take care of your end,
and I'll take care of mine.

And everybody will be happy.

In other words, I don't move
until that Prince woman is eliminated.

[phone clatters]

[theme song playing]

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Get us out from under

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

Wonder Woman

- Plotkin?
- Right.

All right, what is this information

that is supposed to be so vital
to the I.A.D.C.?

Not here. Follow me.

[whinnies]

Get her. We've got to waste her.

[horses whinnying]

[gun clicks]

[branch cracking]

What did you do that for?
I didn't mean you any harm.

You call this harmless?

So, I lied.

[metal creaking]

Why were you setting up Diana Prince?

Money.

[sighs]

Well, I hope you saved it.
This is your rainy day.

[Steve] Well, whoever
this Plotkin character is,

his personal effects
sure don't tell us much.

Looks like he was a no-good drifter
who'd sell his mother for a buck.

Wonder Woman used her lasso.

But all he could tell her
was that, uh...

he was hired by the other two
to help take me out.

- And the other two?
- Got away.

Yeah.

What do you make of this?

Found it in his wallet.

"Sir: This will confirm demolition
of CARI as requested.

My people will move on their respective
assignments with all due speed.

Completion guaranteed
before 9:30 a.m., 26th.

W.N."

"Demolition"? Sounds more like
they're talking about murder to me.

26th is tomorrow.

And you must have been
one of their respective assignments.

And whoever C-A-R-I stands for
is the prime target.

"W.N."?

Woodward Nightingale?

Nightingale?

He never makes a contract unless
someone's talking at least six digits.

This is certainly his style.

For once, we'd have a chance
to be one up on him.

If we can figure out
who the prime target is.

Mmm. CARI, C-A-R-I.

Steve, that big industrialist who's in
Washington for the trade meetings.

- Uh, Carlo Ind...
- Indrezzano!

- Indrezzano.
- Yeah, it fits.

He's certainly qualified
for a Nightingale assassination.

Let me see, what did I do with that?

Yeah, here it is.

His full name is
Carlo Amadeo Ricardo Indrezzano.

So, his initials are C-A-R-I.

Well, sounds like I'd better get myself
ready for a watchdog assignment.

Yeah. But, Diana,

I understand Indrezzano has
quite a reputation for being a swinger.

That's what I'm preparing for.

[chuckles]

All right. But be careful,
you've already been set up once.

Yeah, got you.

[woman] Our swimwear for this season

reflects both new
and traditional designs.

Utilizing many of the exciting
today fabrics, both in the wet...

[Marius] I wouldn't be
too concerned, Carlo.

[Carlo] Two million bushels
of wheat lost to mildew,

and I shouldn't be too concerned?

It's unavoidable.

Besides, it means
that we get a better price

for the remaining ten million bushels.

Yes.

Ah, of course.

[Carlo sighs] Yes...

I want two of that one.

I wouldn't want to slight
my friends here.

Your sense of perspective
has not diminished

in all the 14 years
we've been partners, Marius.

Where I lose sight of things,
you do not.

That is why we are where we are.

Has the oil company
changed its mind about our offer?

Not yet.

But it will.

- Exactly.
- Oh, get me the Prince woman.

I suppose it's about time
I returned her call.

The I.A.D.C. has insisted
that one of their agents guard me.

I suppose the least I can do

is take her to lunch,
I mean, to preserve my image.

- They've assigned a woman to you?
- Yes.

Well, I can imagine
what she looks like.

I'm afraid I can, too.

Probably, uh, stout,

squat, and beetle-browed.

- With a moustache.
- No doubt.

Now, that's probably
what my bodyguard will look like.

[chuckles]

[keypad beeps]

Hi there, Violet. Say hello to Beamer.
He's going to be working with us.

Hi.

Hi.

Hey, how's the typing?

Don't ask.

[chuckles] Violet used to be
our number one hit lady.

Hit person.

Oh.

And I'm thinking seriously
of getting back into the business.

Well, just for one day.

Find whoever it was who said that

women were cut out
for office work.

[laughs]

Hey, listen, I think
Mr. Nightingale is expecting us.

- Right.
- [buzzing]

You gentlemen are not going
to be wanting any coffee, are you?

- Oh, no, no.
- That's good.

The price I quoted was for three.

If you want four, it'll cost you more.

If that's your attitude, I suggest
you seek assistance elsewhere.

I don't do business with chiselers.

Wow. Hey, this place is a trip.

Yeah. It's kind of his personal
memory lane.

Oh, yeah. Murder through the centuries.

The state taught him
how to be an executioner.

Then they stopped capital punishment,

and the only thing
he knows how to do is kill.

Negotiations on that point
are out of the question.

Half of the money in front, the balance
on delivery. Otherwise, we have no deal.

- These pictures?
- Ah. Those are just some of his victims.

That's for the next one.

[Nightingale] Then you agree
to those terms? Good.

Four it is.
You'll have a confirmation by wire.

Mr. Nightingale, this is Elden Beamer,
he's from St. Louis.

- Mr. Beamer.
- Elden.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Beamer, but I prefer
to keep things on a more formal basis.

Mr. Krug has told me
something about you.

He says you have a knack
for my line of work.

That's nice of you to say,
Mr. Nightingale.

I didn't say it, Mr. Beamer,
this idiot did.

- Ah, Mr. Nightingale...
- Shut up.

You botched your assignment, Mr. Krug.
There's nothing more to be said.

Except that it won't happen again.

Dedication. Accuracy.
Pride in one's work.

That's what I look for,
what I demand from my people.

Of course, not everyone
has my special aptitude for execution.

My flare for neatness, my precision.

No, no. That takes years of training.

In my case,
conveniently paid for by the state.

In your case,

I'm not paying you to be trainees.

I'm paying you to do a professional job.
Which, this morning, you failed to do.

Look, we had Diana Prince,
but Wonder Woman showed up.

That agent must be neutralized

before Mr. Starker
will undertake his assignment.

That's our arrangement.

Okay, okay. We'll get her, I promise.

Wonder Woman or no Wonder Woman.

Good.

Let's not hesitate to make that
"no Wonder Woman," shall we?

- Yes?
- Uh, we're here to repair the carpet.

- My carpet? I wasn't aware that...
- Here's the order.

Well, all right.
You will be finished by lunchtime?

Oh, don't worry, sir,
we'll be through in an hour.

[saw whirring]

- Madame or mademoiselle?
- Miss. Ms. Prince.

- Is there a Mr. Indrezzano here?
- But of course. Follow me, please.

Signor Indrezzano,
your luncheon companion, Ms. Prince.

Thank you.

Are you going to eat standing,
Mr. Indrezzano?

You are Diana Prince?

You were expecting me.

[exhales]

Indeed, no. I was expecting...

Never mind what I expecting.

What I found was love.

- Mr. Indrezzano.
- Carlo, please.

Carlo, I must say
that you are everything I expected.

With you as my bodyguard,
I shall remain eternally in danger.

You don't look like
a government agent.

I left my trench coat in the cleaners.

Oh, then I shall have to keep you
out of the trenches.

Definitely.

Are you ready to order, signore?

I'm ready for anything.

I'm hungry.

The wine list, please.

I'm supposed
to be watching you, remember?

[chuckles]

[ringing]

Hello?

Well, I'm just fine. And you?

I just wanted to get a situation report,
Mr. Starker.

Time is getting short,
my client is getting anxious.

Well, so am I.
But there's still Diana Prince.

A mere detail. One which will be
taken care of within the hour.

That's the same thing
I heard yesterday.

Uh... Now, what about
this other mere detail?

Call me at 3:30.

The information you require
will be here by then.

Just remember, I don't move
until you chill Diana Prince.

Stop making excuses, Mr. Starker,

and concentrate on your end
of the arrangement.

I've paid your price,
I've got a customer to satisfy.

What is he, standing right there
beside you, so you can look good?

That's all.
Don't fail to call me at 3:30.

Put him on, Nightingale. I'll set him
straight about your business operations.

Until this afternoon.

I'm gonna tell him who does all the work
while you get all the... Hello?

You see?
Everything's fine, just as I said.

[man] I'm not paying you
one million dollars

to watch you play businessman.

Results, I want results.

I'm telling you, your order will be
filled by 9:30 tomorrow morning.

Mmm. It better be.

Or it will be my head in the basket.

You better not let your shrimp
go to waste.

Eating would mean
having to take my eyes off of you.

I know.

I never dreamed that they would
provide me with such an...

exquisite escort.

I'd rather you didn't regard me
as your escort. Your life is in danger.

- I'm here on business.
- Nonsense.

For me, a beautiful woman
can mean only pleasure.

Romance.

- [cup clattering]
- [sighs] Oh, God.

- Sorry.
- I'll put cold water on it.

- I'm sorry. Here.
- It's all right.

Just look on the bright side.
You can finish your shrimp now.

[sighs]

Just a moment.

Pardon, Signor Indrezzano,
there is a phone call for Ms. Prince.

Oh, she stepped away.

- I'll take the call.
- Certainly. Over there.

Thank you.

[muffled yelling]

- This isn't Diana Prince.
- Yeah. Let's take him for bait anyway.

[muffled groans]

Excuse me, where is Mr. Indrezzano?

Ms. Prince,
he is taking a phone call for you.

- Where?
- At the public phone over there.

[line buzzing]

[engine starting]

[thunder crashes]

[tires screeching]

[tires screeching]

Are you all right?

[panting]

What happened?

Let's just say that we just cheated
the jaws of death out of a meal.

You mean, you saved me?

Yes.

- That's impossible.
- [scoffs]

It's ridiculous. You're a woman.

I've been told that once or twice.
Now you're sure you're all right?

Yes. [panting]

[groans]

I got to get back to the lady
I was having lunch with.

She'll never believe this!

Perfect. Perfect, Violet Louise.

Except, you spelled
"sincerely" backwards again.

I warned you, Woody.
I am not cut out for this kind of work.

- I'd much rather...
- No. That's all behind you now.

If anyone ever deserved retirement,
it was you.

Some retirement, this is torture.

Oh... Not entirely, Woody.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

It's for you. Starker.

It's 3:30, where is the information?

Listen carefully,
her name is Major Anita Finley.

That is correct. Finley.

She will be driving
an official army car. Green.

License plate, G-1-0-8

2-1-3-5.

Of course. I always get the job done.
Neatly, professionally.

We shall see.
In the meantime, Mr. Starker,

whatever your opinion of me,
do not fail.

Sounds like I should have assigned
Diana Prince to protect Diana Prince.

Well, if Diana's initials were C-A-R-I,
it might make sense.

Yet, if Carlo was the target, they
could have killed him at the restaurant.

- And they didn't.
- Yeah.

Why do we keep coming up
with questions instead of answers?

[Ira] I am more than prepared
to tell you why.

I was talking with Eve.

But, since you are all warmed up...

Ira, we have reason to believe somebody
put a contract out on Carlo Indrezzano.

[Ira] Indrezzano, Carlo...

Amadeo Ricardo...

International industrialist.

Net worth, two billion dollars
and rising.

Can you tell us
who might want to see him dead?

[Ira] Affirmative.

If you have approximately
1 hour and 40 minutes to kill.

As it were.

What did we ever do
to his programmers to deserve this?

All right, Ira, so, a lot of people
would like to see him dead.

How about his associates?

Friends, relatives, people close to him?

[Ira] Marius Makropolous is his
closest associate. They are partners.

Can you tell us any more about him?

[Ira] Makropolous, Marius.

Business tactics highly effective
and highly unorthodox.

Rumored to be solely responsible
for the stock market panic of 1959.

Causing the collapse of four
of the world's largest banks.

Boy, no wonder Carlo wanted
to keep him in the background.

Marius could be the one
who arranged the hit.

He could certainly
afford Nightingale's prices.

Yeah, but Marius lacks a motive.

And that doesn't explain
the attack on Diana.

Is that all the help
you can give us, Ira?

[Ira] If that is all the help
you can give me.

Thanks a lot.

You know, it kind of makes you wish that
his programmers did have those initials.

Amen. [chuckles]

- [Starker] Major Finley?
- [Finley] Yes?

Hi, I'm Phil Murray.
Steve Trevor asked me to greet you,

and show you to your parking space.

How very thoughtful. Major Trevor
must be as nice as I've heard he is.

Oh, nicer. You'll like him a lot.

Now, look, if you just go down
to the end and turn to the right,

you'll find a parking space over there.

Okay. Thank you.

- [intercom buzzes]
- Yes?

Steve, Major Anita Finley is here.

- She's the new engineering officer.
- Thank you, Eve, send her in.

You can go right in.

Welcome to Washington, Major.

I hope your stay
at the I.A.D.C. is a pleasant one.

[in feminine voice]
I'm looking forward to it, Major Trevor.

How wonderful it is, Diana,
that my life is in danger,

and is receiving such,
uh, beautiful protection.

I think you'd probably change your mind
if you saw me in a trench coat.

Nothing could make me
change my mind about you.

Well, thank you
for a very lovely evening.

Good night.

"Good night"? But the best part
of the evening is still ahead.

That's right.
The part where I go to sleep.

Are you refusing me?

Mmm-hmm.

[chuckles]
What an amusing girl you are.

[Diana clears throat]

- [Carlo] Who is that?
- That is James Dernier.

He is my replacement
for the rest of the evening.

You'll like him.

He looks great in a trench coat.

- Good night.
- Wait.

I'll pick you up here
at 8:45 in the morning.

We'll play tennis,
and then have breakfast.

Make it 9:45, my office, no breakfast,
and you've got a deal.

- Good night.
- Splendid.

Uh... Thanks again.

Thank you, lovely lady.

- [Steve] A little more coffee, Major?
- No more, thank you.

[knock on door]

Come in.

Oh, these are the plans
for the building you asked for.

Here, Corporal, I'll sign for them.

Take a look here.

Got the plans for the ductwork,

wiring diagram, masonry specs.
That's it.

There you are, Corporal. Thank you.

- And there you are, Major.
- Wonderful.

Well...

Thanks for the hospitality, Steve.
But I think I better get to work.

It's a shame you had to
start work so late.

Well, it's the only way we're going
to get things done in time.

- [chuckles] I suppose so.
- Good night, Steve.

[door opening]

[silenced gunshots]

[metal creaking]

[electronic beeping]

You were on your way to see
Woodward Nightingale, weren't you?

- Yes.
- How do I get to him?

Through there.

Pull a light bulb.
His office is downstairs.

Thank you.

Over here.

Get in. You will remain immobile
until the police come for you.

[metal creaking]

[door grinding]

[Violet] Have you an appointment?

[alarm ringing]

[gun clatters]

That's hardly the way
to treat a walk-in customer.

And that's hardly the way
to treat my receptionist.

I could have stopped her, Woody,
if I'd been wearing my gun.

That's perfectly all right,
Violet Louise.

Woodward Nightingale.
Cage and all.

What you've left of it.

Please, come in. We'll have a chat.

There's really nothing to chat about.

I'm afraid you've drawn up
your last contract, Nightingale.

What a pity.

My brilliant career over,
just like that.

You should've ended that career

when you were laid off your job
as executioner.

[Nightingale] And let all that knowledge
go to waste?

Why, that would have been criminal.

Just tell me who the latest person is
scheduled for demolition.

[Nightingale] All in due time,
Wonder Woman.

A picture of that unfortunate person
will grace that empty frame.

I'm really interested
in your gallery of victims.

Ah, but you ought
to be interested in this one.

It is, it has for quite some time
been intended for you.

[cannon fires]

Come on.

Now, that we've all had our fun,

the games are over.

Who is supposed to be hit?

I...

[ticking]

All right. You have me.

But, at least, I have the satisfaction
of knowing

you will be unable to prevent my latest,

and greatest victim
from getting its just reward.

- "Its"? What are you talking about?
- Marius Makropolous hired me.

Right. To kill Carlo Indrezzano.

Wrong.

[scoffs] Come on. We know it's someone
with the initials C-A-R-I.

[chuckling]

No. No, my dear. You see...

You see, my reluctant secretary,
Violet Louise,

suffers from a form of dyslexia.

She frequently spells things backwards.

Backwards?

I.R.A.C.?

You're hired to destroy a computer?

- For one million dollars.
- Why?

Like many of my victims,
it knew too much.

It was inadvertently programmed
with information

which would have exposed
a plot to ruin Carlo,

and leave Marius in control
of their business empire.

The computer
would have revealed Marius' plot

at its regular readout
on Thursday morning, the 26th.

At 9:30.

- That's this morning.
- Correct.

[bomb ticking]

- Who did you hire to make the hit?
- A man named Starker.

But to know his name
will do you no good.

He's a master of disguise.

That's right, Wonder Woman.
Only four minutes.

And when you broke through
my security doors,

you destroyed all our telephone lines.

Do you know how far
we are from Washington?

- I'd say about 40 miles.
- 47, to be exact. [laughs]

This ought to hold your wings
for a while, Nightingale.

Oh, it is you who needs wings,
Wonder Woman.

You have four minutes
to travel 47 miles.

Only four minutes.

- And counting.
- [clock ticking]

[chuckles]

I bet you never see her
behind a typewriter.

[bomb ticking]

Ms. Prince doesn't seem to be
in the building just now, sir.

Perhaps you'd like to wait
over there for her.

Thank you.

Excuse me.
Steve, you've all got to stay out.

Steve, I want you to clear the area,
and shut this door behind me!

[Steve] All right, get back, everyone!

[panting]

[ticking continues]

[buzzer rings]

[Ira] Good morning, please stand by
for my 09:30 readout.

The areas of concern today are
foreign and domestic security,

military operations
in the European sector...

- [Carlo] Whoa. Here, allow me.
- [Starker] It's all right.

- No, no, no.
- I insist.

I insist.

You know, Major, you really
ought to change your hairstyle.

Something like this. Gentlemen.

And we found the real Major Finley
in the trunk of her car.

- A little stiff, but okay.
- That's good.

I take it Marius Makropolous
did not enjoy Ira's 9:30 readout?

No.

How could my partner,
my good friend, do such a thing?

It has to do with greed, Carlo.

Sometimes, you can't trust
even your friends.

Carlo, have you seen a doctor
about that shiner?

Mmm. It's nothing.
I, uh, bumped into a door.

I know.

But don't feel too badly,
I was fooled myself.

I was not fooled.

Not even for a moment.

Would you have captured that dangerous
assassin had I not risked my very life?

Of course not, Carlo.
We are very grateful.

Oh, I want no publicity, please.

Bravery is its own reward.

Mmm.

I would like to express my gratitude
to Wonder Woman.

Would you give her this for me, please?

That's very generous of you,
but I don't think she'd take it.

Besides, we never know when
she's going to be around again.

Well, in that case, uh...

I'd like you to have it.
Take it, it's yours.

Take it.

[laughs]

That's very nice of you, Carlo,

but I can't take it either.
Thanks anyway.

I don't believe it.

For the first time,
I can't even give a diamond away.

Well, we've all seen enough
shiny things for one day.

[laughs]

[theme song playing]

Wonder Woman

Here to fight the force of evil

And your chance won't be denied

Woman of the hour with your superpower

We're so glad you're on our side

Wonder Woman

You're a wonder

Wonder Woman