All language subtitles for The Bionic Woman S01E12 The Jailing of Jaime 1080p BluRay FLAC2 0 H 264-BTN (1)_track5_[eng]

Good afternoon, miss.
May I help you?

Hi. Jaime Sommers
to see Dr. Hatch.

That's her.

You're right, Mr. Goldman.

She's the last person
in the world anyone would suspect

that we'd use
for this assignment.

Maybe a bit young
and pretty for such responsibility,

but as you say,
what better disguise could there be?

Thank you.
Just follow this road.

Another guard will show you
to Dr. Hatch's office.

Okay.

[gate buzzing]

[Hatch] Well, Miss Sommers,
what do you think?

Does that look like three years' work
and nearly $40 million?

Looks like
a garage door opener.

I suppose when
you plug that little goody in it,

it does all kinds of exotic things, huh?

As a matter of fact,
that does about cover it.

Specifically, it's Dr. Hatch's
cryptograph analyzer.

[Hatch] Plugged into the right computer,

that goody can break
any code in the world.

And if it does what Dr. Hatch
says it does,

it will be invaluable
to NATO's defense.

Other people think so, too.

There's been an attempt
made to steal it

over the past month.

Luckily, the guards here
spotted it,

but we can't take any chances.

Jaime, tomorrow morning

a special military convoy
will escort it

to Mojave Secret Center
for testing.

And I get to ride on a truck
with 400 Marines, right?

- Wrong.
- Oh.

We're gonna steal a little old idea
from the British.

At the turn of the century,

there was a fabulous diamond
called the Star of Africa.

The British knew
that thieves were after it,

so they apparently sent it to London
under heavy guards.

What they actually did
was simply mail it parcel post.

Nobody knew the difference.
It arrived safely.

So I'm gonna be your basic plain
brown wrapper, hmm?

Mr. Goldman suggested
this plan of delivery.

With three years of my work on the line,
I was doubtful.

But he finally convinced me.

Listen, don't feel bad about that.

I'm gonna have badges printed up

about that big, and they're gonna say,
"Oscar talked me into it."

[chuckles]

You'll be met by General Frank Partridge.

You will sign the usual
security receipts

- in triplicate.
- Triplicate.

[laughs]

All right.
The second one's there.

The third one goes to Dr. Hatch
for his files.

Thank you.

This goes in here.

Now, it's in your care.

Some girls
have all the luck.

Oh, Oscar, there's one thing
I wanted to ask you.

If the Mojave Secret Center
is a secret, how do I find it?

There's a helicopter pilot
waiting at the base.

He knows the route
and the landing codes.

You'll leave after dark.

Okay.

Dr. Hatch, it was a pleasure meeting you.

And don't worry about your brainchild.
I'll take good care of it.

The courier just left.
It's a woman.

Yeah. Mid 20's, pretty.

Too bad it's the last delivery
she'll ever make.

[beeping]

[Milly] I can't buy the tickets
until we have the money.

All right. Then we'll buy them together
at the airport tomorrow.

Okay.

This must be my passenger.
Got to go.

Hey, if you think
you're leaving

without a sample of what's in store
for you

when we get to Mexico,
you're crazy.

Ooh! Sorry, kids.

Love you.

You too. Bye.

- Hi.
- Hi.

- I'm Ted Ryan.
- Jaime Sommers.

Can I ask who sent you?

Oscar Goldman.

Then I guess we're meant
for each other. [chuckles]

Where are we going?

Mojave Center.

Well, if you don't know
where this place is,

we're both in a lot of trouble.

Oh, I've been there
three times this month.

Good.

Why's a nice girl like you
going to a place like that?

Uh...

Gathering samples
for my snake collection.

Yeah. Right.
Ask a dumb question...

Well, shall we whirly?

Oh, I thought you'd never ask.

[Ryan] The desert test area
should be just ahead.

That's it.

[Jaime] I don't see any buildings.

You're not supposed to.
The whole center is underground.

It's a great duty if you're a mole.
[chuckles]

May I see your ID, please?

Thank you, Miss Sommers.
ID confirmed, sir.

Good evening.
I'm Frank Partridge.

You have a package for me
from my good friend, Oscar Goldman.

Certainly do, General.

Ah, yes.

I imagine you're as glad
to get rid of this as we are to get it.

[laughs] I couldn't have
said that better myself.

- You have the receipt?
- Yes.

Okay. If you'll sign there, please.

Your thumb.

Thank you. Now the bottom copy is yours.

Tell Oscar hello for me,

and ask him to send you back to us
when we test the decoder.

That'd be a thrill.

This is for the pilot.

Dispatches for the base.
Nothing priority.

Thanks again, Miss Sommers.
Have a safe trip home.

Pleasure meeting you, sir.

Dispatches for the base.

Okay.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- [Oscar] Hello?
- Oscar?

- Yeah.
- [Jaime] Mission complete.

Good. Go home
and get some sleep.

I'll send a car by later
to pick up the receipt.

Much later, please.
This is one tired little girl.

My legs even have
metal fatigue. [laughs]

- Goodbye.
- [Oscar] Goodbye.

[ringing]

[Jaime] Go away.

Come on.

Hello. This is a recording.

I am not at home
at the moment,

but if you care to leave your
name and your number

at the sound of the beep,

I may call you
when I wake up. Beep.

Jaime. Jaime,
will you cut that out.

- This is Oscar.
- Hi.

Listen, there's
something wrong here.

I just got a call
from General Partridge.

He says that you
never arrived.

What?

Oscar, I put that decoder
right in his hand,

and he signed the receipt
in the normal way.

And you have that
receipt with you?

Yeah. It's in my purse.

Hey, what's going on, Oscar?

All I know is that everybody
from the Secretary on down

says the decoder is missing
and nobody knows what happened.

Well, you can put me
on that list too, huh?

I'll tell you what.
I'll send a car over right away.

Hold on a minute, Oscar.

Oh, boy!

Oscar, the car's here already.

Uh-oh.

That must be the National Security Bureau.

You go with them
and I'll meet you at their office.

Hey, am I in some
kind of trouble?

Nothing that we can't fix.

Don't worry, babe.

Yeah, every time I hear
someone say,

"Don't worry,"
the first thing I do is worry.

I'll see you there. Bye.

Miss Sommers,
this is Chief Investigator Gregory.

- Hello.
- How do you do?

Now, Jaime, you say you got a receipt
from General Partridge.

- Do you have it with you?
- Yes.

I think this will clear things up.

Verify this immediately.

May I ask you what's going on?

Uh, why is the Security Bureau
involved in this?

Nobody will tell me anything.

Just routine, Miss Sommers.

Sometimes organizations
are incapable of policing themselves.

You know, club members
protecting other club members,

doctors for doctors,
lawyers for lawyers,

police, politicians,
generals, and everybody.

I see.

And you're afraid
the OSI is incapable of judging who, me?

I'm sure we can clear
this up very quickly.

Good.

One way or another.

Please be seated, Miss Sommers.

Now, Miss Sommers,
exactly what happened?

You say you
delivered the decoder.

Yes.

What happened then?

Nothing.

The pilot flew me back to the base.

Well, ask him.
He can verify it.

The pilot hasn't been found, Jaime.
We've got an APB out for him.

Miss Sommers,
your story of everything being routine

just doesn't match the facts.

Do you have any theories
as to how the decoder was stolen?

Stolen? Wait a minute.

As far as we know,
it's still missing.

Ask Dr. Hatch to come in.

Would you repeat
what you told me, Doctor?

A colleague in Paris
called my office this morning.

It's rumored that an espionage
broker named Alex Martine

now has the decoder.

Apparently Martine has
already made a deal

to sell it to our enemies.

What do you have to say to that,
Miss Sommers?

Nothing. She's got nothing
to say about it

because it doesn't concern her.

- This man, what's his name, Martine?
- Martine.

Got it from General Partridge after
Jaime delivered it.

Do you hear me? After.

That's possible.

What does General Partridge
look like?

He's in his 40s,
he's about 5'11."

He's got sandy grayish hair,
he's about 170 pounds.

Well, Oscar,
you know him. Help me.

I've never met him, Jaime.

I just talked to him
on the phone.

He told me you
were good friends.

[Gregory] Then let me introduce him.

Oscar Goldman,
Brigadier General Frank Partridge.

Goldman. Miss Sommers.

Um, I don't know who
that man was I met then.

Alex Martine, apparently.

The computer says
this is his thumbprint.

How much did he
pay you, Miss Sommers?

Just a minute.

You got no call to say that.

We disagree.

Miss Sommers, you're gonna be detained
pending further investigation.

[LAUGHS] Are you telling me
I'm under arrest?

Detained, until we find
the pilot and get his story.

This is Kent.
I've found a wrecked helicopter.

I think the pilot's
the one wanted on the APB.

He's dead.

[sighs]

Easy, babe. Easy.

Oscar, what is happening to me?

It's starting to look as though
you were framed, my dear.

That pilot took you
to a fake airport.

You gave the decoder to an impostor.

Well, I'll buy that,
but how are we gonna prove it?

Who all knew I was
on that assignment?

I thought of that.

I was the only one originally.

Then Dr. Hatch knew,
then General Partridge.

But there must have been others.
There probably was a leak.

Maybe in the Secret Center.

- Carlson.
- Maybe Dr. Hatch's lab.

Maybe even the OSI.

Phone call, Mr. Goldman.
Washington.

I put a call in to the Secretary.

I asked him to release you so that
we can work on this together.

Anything, just get me out of here.

Good morning, Mr. Secretary.

Oh, I didn't know that
you spoke to Mr. Gregory.

No, I have no further evidence
that refutes his...

But I do have a plan.

I thought maybe
you'd let Jaime go...

Pardon me, sir, but
may I respectfully ask why?

Immediately?

Very well, Mr. Secretary.

I will. Thank you.

What happened?

Can't believe this.

He doesn't want me
to interfere with the investigation.

- Why?
- He was talking with Gregory.

Martine's thumbprint
evidently is incriminating.

He says that
I can't be objective in this assignment

because of my high regard for you.

And he wants me to go to Washington
for a Board of inquiry.

Wait a minute. What happens to me?
You mean I'm stuck here?

For the time being, yes.

Oscar, I can't just sit in here
with my neck in a noose.

This thing would open up
like a sardine can.

[creaking]

Listen, listen.

You do that and you really
will look guilty.

Then assign someone
to find that helicopter pilot.

Listen, I can't assign a janitor

to empty a wastepaper basket,
not on this case.

Oscar, please don't leave me here.

Listen, it won't be long.

And don't do anything
foolish, huh? Promise?

I'll be back as soon as I can.

And don't worry.

I think it's time I got worried.

Dr. Hatch.

I hope you'll reserve
judgment on Miss Sommers.

I'll try. The whole thing
is a shock. I liked her.

Doc, I'd trust her with my life.

Well, you trusted her
with three years of my life's work.

Look, let me give you a lift.

My car is here.
We can talk about this.

Don't worry about me.
My assistant's picking me up.

That's strange.

For the first time in several years,
I've nothing to do.

With the decoder on
the open market,

its secrets are obsolete.

The whole project
was a total waste.

The government gave my company
$40 million for nothing.

Oh.

Oh, have you met my assistant, Mr. Naud?
Oscar Goldman.

How do you do, Mr. Naud?

How do you do, Mr. Goldman?

What happened, Doctor?

They arrested the courier.

I see.

Well, he certainly had
the opportunity.

It was a girl.

A girl?
That is surprising.

I'll call you when I get back
from Washington, huh?

Nice to meet you, Mr. Naud.

Miss Sommers.
We found Ted Ryan.

He was killed in the crash
of his chopper.

We found this in the wreckage.

It's covered with your fingerprints.

Yeah, that fake general

told me it was dispatches
for the base.

Oh, did he now?

It's over $100,000.

It's not a bad paycheck
for one night's work.

What else did you give him?

Oh, that's cute.

This is for the pilot.

He tricked me into
getting those prints.

Miss Sommers, you can probably
save Oscar Goldman's career

by making a full confession.

He's a valuable man.
Why drag him down with you?

I'm telling you the truth.

Look, if you don't believe me,

then let me talk to somebody
who will, all right?

I'd like to call a lawyer.

The OSI will provide
an attorney for you.

That's standard
internal Affairs procedure

for an agent that gets in trouble.

And I call this trouble.

So do I.

[clears throat]
Boy, I'm hungry.

Do we get bread
and water around here?

We only handle special prisoners
down here.

Don't have a mess hall.

We'll send out
for something later.

Well, the last time I heard it,

people were innocent
until proven guilty.

Now, has that changed
since this morning?

What's your point?

I've made it! I'm hungry.

I mean... And my stomach
has rights too, doesn't it?

There's gotta be some
kind of a machine upstairs

that sells sandwiches
or candy.

And a cup of coffee
would be nice. Please?

[sighs]

Don't go away.

Mm. Was hoping
he wouldn't say that.

[horn blaring]

I just talked to Washington,
and she's a very special lady.

This is just a sample
of what she can do.

If she's gone bad,

I want her found.

Warn everybody she's
extremely dangerous.

Tell them to act accordingly

and not take any unnecessary chances.

I want her taken alive.

If possible.

Operator, I'd like to make
a long distance call, please.

Um, no, you'll have to
reverse the charges.

[phone ringing]

- Hello.
- [operator] I have a collect call

for anyone from Jaime Sommers.
Will you accept the charges?

I'll accept the charges, operator.
Jaime?

[Jaime] Oscar? Listen,
and don't be upset with me, please.

But I couldn't stay
in that place any longer.

Ooh, I wish you hadn't done that.
You might make things worse.

I'll tell you what, though.
I have a meeting

with the Board of inquiry
this afternoon.

I'll see what I can
do on this end.

Okay. But listen, there's something
I can do on this end.

Now there was a girl with Ryan
at the airport the other night.

She knew he was
expecting some money

because they were talking about
going to Mexico together.

Well, maybe she's in on it.
Do you know her name?

Uh, Milly.

Mille 3 was on the license plate.

Betty, check the California
personalized license plate Mille 3.

Oscar, I'll call you back.

[indistinct chattering]

[Carlson] She's not here.
How could she get away?

[ringing]

Yes. Yes, operator,
I accept the charges. Put her on.

Jaime! Are you all right?

Yeah. Boy, and now I know
how Bambi felt

on the first day of deer season.

Listen, did you trace the license?

Yes, I did. Here it is.

The car is registered
to Milly Wilson, 963 Peck Road.

[beeping]

[Naud] Milly!

[Milly] I'm upstairs.

Hey.

[crying]
What happened to Ted?

[sighs] Okay.

Ted was supposed
to crash the chopper,

leave the attaché case
for the cops to find.

I don't know. He must've had trouble
when he tried to bail out.

I had nothing to do with it!

Well, I had better not
find out that you did.

Oh, come on.
I know you loved the guy.

But accidents happen.
There's no figuring that.

Mm-hmm.

What, are you packed or what?

To go where?
I was going to Mexico with Ted, remember?

[Naud] You're still going.

We don't need any
loose ends around here for them to trace.

Hey, I'll go with you
as far as Mexico City, huh?

[sighs]

Can you get away now?

Sure. I can get away now.

We're gonna close the lab
and let everyone go anyway.

There's nothing to do
till we get a new contract.

Look, Milly,

I'm sorry about Ted.
I really am.

But everything else
has gone great.

They even bought
the frame on that girl.

I mean, we're home free,

if no one loses their nerve, huh?

So, come on.
Come on. Let's go.

Yeah.

Base, this is Seven.

Your suspect, Jaime Sommers,

has just entered the grounds
of the Hatch Research Lab. Over.

All right, Seven.
Hold surveillance, but don't spook her.

I'll be there in a few minutes
with back-up units.

Seven. That's a roger.

Please be quiet,
Dr. Hatch.

Of course.
I'd be foolish to do anything else.

How'd you get out of jail?

Doesn't matter now.
I know who stole that decoder.

[scoffs]
So does everybody else.

It wasn't me and I can prove it,
but I need your help.

Miss Sommers, if you know
something important,

tell it to Mr. Gregory.

I just found out the identity

of the man who posed
as General Partridge.

It was your assistant, Naud.

John? Oh, that's ridiculous.

It's true, and I can prove it.

He used an overlay
of Martine's thumbprint to frame me.

And that helicopter pilot
was working for him.

Are you sure about all this?

So sure that we are going to call Oscar
in Washington

and let him take care of it.

Hmm.

I may be a fool,
but I believe you.

[buzzing]

Mr. Goldman,
this is Dr. Hatch.

Jaime Sommers
is in my office.

Now?

Yes. She says my assistant
impersonated General Partridge

and paid off the pilot.

I'll be right there.

- Right.
- Let me talk to him for a minute.

Oh, sorry,
he just hung up.

But he's delighted and he'll be here
just as soon as he can.

- Hello, Russ.
- When'd you get back?

Oh, about 10 minutes ago.

The F-111,
the fastest jet could find.

Well, what happened
in Washington?

I didn't stay to find out.

I was there and I thought to myself,

"Jaime's in trouble.
What am I doing in meetings?"

So I came back.

Well, what's the Secretary
gonna say about that?

I don't really care.

He has my resignation
if he wants it.

Backing the people who trust you
is more important than a job.

Get Gregory on the phone.
Find out the latest word on Jaime.

[Hatch] You were absolutely
right, Miss Sommers.

Naud did impersonate the General.

And you were in on it.

Mm-hmm.

Why would you want to steal
your own decoder?

Because, Miss Sommers,
it was a piece of junk.

After $40 million in funding

and three years
of imaginative progress reports,

I couldn't afford to have it tested.

We can all live
very comfortably

on what I've skimmed
off the 40 million.

We'll lock her in the safe.

It's rigged with a self-destruct charge.

The OSI has rigged
many super-secret vaults that way.

They reason it's wiser
to destroy certain research materials

rather than have them
fall into enemy hands.

And in this case,

I must say
I agree with them.

No!

Goldman will know the safe
was blown purposely.

No. With the research
files missing,

he can't prove the decoder
wasn't everything I claimed.

We'll say that she broke in
to steal something else

and accidentally
detonated the charge.

What else can he prove?
Miss Sommers?

Would you rather
he shoot you right there and drag you in?

Set the timer for five minutes.

Take it.

[timer beeping]

Closing that door
started the firing sequence.

We've got to get it open.

Not till I get the phony research
on your decoder.

Naud! Open the door!

[Jaime] Forget it.
They'll never hear you

through this four inches
of solid steel.

[grunts] Come on,
help me with this.

[timer continues beeping]

It's stuck.

Stop the timer.

I can't stop it
without the key.

Hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Well, I think your friends
just proved they aren't.

You've locked them in.

I know I locked them in.

Look, the old man was gonna get
the big slice of the money.

Now, what's left
of the 40 million goes to us.

Okay? Come on.
We gotta get outta here.

What're you doing with that?

- We're gonna be killed.
- I can get us out of here.

How?

All you have to know
is that I can.

Well, then do it.

Not until you get the files

that prove your decoder
was a fake.

Your office told me
Jaime Sommers was here.

She's locked in the vault with Hatch.

The destruct sequence
has been activated.

Jaime!

Jaime, can you hear me?

Yes, Oscar.

[stammers]

You can't hear me.

The safe is about to blow
in just over three minutes.

Get those files
and I'll get us out of here.

What, do you want
a demonstration?

Right. Now, get those files.

All right. All right.

There's only a minute
and a half left.

Get your men out of here.

All right.
Everybody out!

[alarm blaring]

Goldman!

- Hurry up!
- All right. All right.

If anybody reads these,

they'll know that decoder
couldn't work.

Now, please,
get us out of here!

Just stand back, please.

All right.

Jaime! There's only seconds left.

Hurry!

Hurry.

[sighs]

[creaking]

Hurry.
Get us out of here.

Oh!

[sighs] This is gonna be harder
than I thought it was.

Hurry, will you?

Hurry!

Jaime! Hurry!

Okay.

Hurry!

Hurry. Get us out of here.

Come on! Get out!

You're under arrest.

Tell me about it
after you read this.

You almost went out
with a bang.

[laughs] Oh, I hoped you
wouldn't say that.

[phone ringing]

I think that's for me.

Hello.

Well, yes.
Yes, put him on.

It's the Secretary.

Good afternoon,
Mr. Secretary.

Yes.

Yes, I agree with you,
Mr. Secretary.

I think we all owe
Miss Sommers an apology.

Right.

Thank you very much
for calling.

Oh, by the way, would you
like to talk to her? She's right here.

- Just a minute.
- Oscar, come on!

I'll get her.

Hey, this would be a great time
to ask for a new raise, huh?

No.

Hello?

No. I can understand
you perfectly.

I think you have
a delightful accent.

Well...

No, as a matter of fact,
I do feel

that everyone jumped
to conclusions about me,

and nobody gave me
the benefit of any doubts.

Hmm. That's all right.

Don't worry about it.
Everybody's entitled to one mistake,

you know.

[laughs] I'm just glad it's over.

Okay. Oh, that's very nice. Thank you.

All right.
Thank you very much for calling.

[bidding farewell in German]

[speaking German]

He's gonna send me
his letter of commendation

and his personal apologies.

And you're gonna get one

from General Partridge
and Gregory as well.

Oh, my.

I seem to be the most
wronged little girl around here.

I mean, it was terrible.
Everyone deserted me.

Everyone but you.

I really thank you for sticking by me,
Oscar.

Think nothing of it, babe.

There's only one thing
you really did wrong

through this whole case, you know.

- What?
- There's only one.

What?

Well, you gave me
some terrible advice.

What are you talking about?

That was a perfect
opportunity for me to ask for a raise.

I mean, who knows when I'm gonna get
another chance like that.