All language subtitles for Hart To Hart S01E22 Death Set 720p WEB-DL DDP2 0 H 264-squalor

This is my boss, Jonathan hart.

A self-made millionaire.

He's quite a guy.

This is Mrs. H. She's gorgeous.

What a terrific lady!

By the way, my name is Max.

I take care of them, which ain't easy,

'cause their hobby is murder.

Ah, nice going.

Thank you.

Yeah, one of these days.

How many did we play?

Too many.

How about a drink?

I got a feeling

you've been practicing your
backhand behind my back.

No, I just got lucky with a
couple of shots, that's all.

Hi, Tony. Hey, Jonathan, Darryl.

How'd it go? Tony, don't ask.

Don't ask, huh? Not too good?

He's tough. I know he's tough.

Give me a break. You'll be better tomorrow.

See you.

How about a drink?

It's a little early, isn't it?

Oh.

Well, I'll have an orange juice. Tall.

I'll have a short orange
juice, drop a double vodka in it.

We're still on for the night?

Uh, yeah. Sure. Whatever Blair said.

How is she?

You know.

I wouldn't have asked if I knew.

Ah, service is slow around here.

We just ordered.

Something wrong?

I'm thirsty.

Squeeze me another double, will you?

Thanks.

You might as well know, Jonathan.

It's Blair and me.

I don't know.

When we got married,
it... it was like a fairy tale.

She was so beautiful.

I know. I know. She's still beautiful.

But she's changed.

In what way?

You know how my family responded

when they found out I was marrying

this "actress nobody," as they called her.

They practically cut me out of the will.

Said all she wanted was my money.

Did you believe that?

No, I didn't

then.

Now that some of the stardust is out
of my eyes, I'm beginning to wonder.

No, leave it.

Do you know where the
tie is that goes with this suit?

Oh, please, darling,

I'll bet I'm the only woman in america

who waits for her husband to get dressed.

Well, I've always told
you, you're 1 in 100 million.

Darling,

is the tie you're looking for
blue with little white polka dots?

Yeah.

Guess what?

Doesn't Max ever feed that dog?

Well, what do you think? This?

Yes.

Now, please, darling,
I don't want to be late.

Blair sounded awfully
nervous on the telephone.

Yeah, Darryl wasn't much better.

The way he was talking, it sounded like that

he and Blair weren't going
to make it much longer.

He's got this thing in his head
that, uh, she's after his money.

Well, what do you think?

Thank you.

Now...

Would you get my cuff links for me?

They're in the top drawer over there.

Oh, Jonathan! I said I wanted to be...

What's this?

That must be your anniversary present.

That's not for 3 weeks yet.

Well, then, put it back in the drawer.

Hmm, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha.

Oh, great! Look at that!

A cooking timer!

How sensible!

Well, it's true it only lasts for an hour,

but if you look a little deeper,

you'll find something for the long run.

Oh, Jonathan!

Do you like it?

Oh, that's gorgeous.

It has a quartz crystal.

Oh, it's just beautiful.

It only loses 5 seconds a year.

Really? Mmm-hmm.

Uh-uh.

In that case, we're later than I thought.

Shall I keep Mr. Craddock's
dinner warm, ma'am?

Yes, that would be nice, thank you.

Well, you know,

someday, they're gonna write a cookbook

especially for wives that have
to reheat the dinner 3 times.

Thank you for trying.

But I don't think Darryl's gonna make dinner.

Well, maybe he got tied
up in a business conference.

This has nothing to do with business.

You don't mean there's another woman?

I only wish there were.

No, my rival is anything that's 100-proof.

I'm sorry.

The craddocks finally won.

They just kept hammering away.

Every time I even spoke to
another man or smiled at him,

Darryl accused me of having an affair.

Then he got tired of fighting them.

Now he just stays away and drinks.

Will you be taking coffee in the living room?

Yes, thank you, Margaret.

Did the brentwood patrol call back?

No, they haven't. Shall I try them again?

Please.

Thank you for the dinner.

What's this about the brentwood patrol?

Didn't I tell you?

We had a break-in about a month ago.

No, you didn't.

There've been other instances.

Prowlers, phone calls at odd hours.

How frightening.

Yes, it is.

That's why I resent Darryl's
never being around anymore.

He knows how terrified I am of being alone.

Blair, why don't you spend
the night at our house?

Oh, don't worry about me, I'll be fine.

I just need to relax a little.

How long have you been taking those?

It's just a little something for my nerves.

Don't worry. I haven't
become one of those yet.

Thank you.

Boy, do I feel sorry for her.

Mmm.

Oh, isn't it a beautiful night?

Darling.

What?

Why don't you slide over
and you drive tonight?

Oh, all right.

Because it'll give me a
chance to, uh, look at you.

Oh, Jonathan.

And you know how much I love to look at you.

And I can kiss you,

have my arms around you...

Oh, I see.

And touch your eyes.

Oh, yes.

Oh, Jonathan, I wish you'd
told me before we left the house.

We could have avoided such a delay.

I'd climb the highest mountains,

cross the widest spaces,

Just to hold you in my arms.

Oh.

Jonathan?

Jonathan?

Oh, are you all right?

Yeah.

Thanks. What's this?

A class ring.

A burglar from Yale?

Will that be enough ice?

Yes, thank you.

Jonathan, I am so sorry.

Oh, that's all right. It's just
a lucky thing we were here.

I just don't know what people
are supposed to do anymore.

Don't you have an alarm system?

Yes, when it works.

They send a repairman out.
He leaves and it goes dead.

I've even taken to keeping
a gun next to my bed.

Who's there?

It's all right, Mrs. Craddock.

It's only me.

Take it easy, Blair.

That does it.

You're coming home and
spending the night with us.

Oh, now, Jonathan, it
isn't necessary... yes, it is.

I'll go upstairs with you and help you pack.

You're coming home.

I'm gonna go out and take a look
around, darling. I'll meet you at the car.

Don't be too long.

We won't.

I just feel so stupid.

Don't be silly. We're your friends.

I know, but...

Margaret, I think you should
stay at your place tonight.

I'm going to spend the night at the harts'.

Now, why don't you go get
ready, I'll help Margaret lock up.

Ok.

Shall we?

Margaret?

Jennifer?

Jonathan?

Hello?

Hello?

Who's there?

Who's there?

Please, tell me who's there!

Stop.

Whoever you are, s-stop.

S-Stop, or I'll shoot!

Stop, or I'll shoot!

Mrs. Craddock! It's Darryl!

No!

Oh.

Let's take this one step at a time.

Now, you and Mrs. Hart were locking up.

And we heard Mrs. Craddock calling out.

Go... go on.

Well, we came out into the hall,

I turned on the light,

and we saw Mr. Craddock
standing there on the stairs.

Saw him? You mean you recognized him?

Before the shot?

Yes.

Lieutenant,

believe me, it was, it was very dark.

We only got a glimpse
of him for a split second.

Well, how about you, Mrs. Craddock?

I don't know. I was so frightened, and...

Give the lady a break, lieutenant.

She's not going anywhere.

Blair, are you all right?

David.

And who are you?

David craddock, the victim's brother.

Jonathan, Jennifer, thanks for calling.

Considering the circumstances, I
don't think you should say anything

until you've been properly advised.

It's all right. I have nothing to hide.

Lieutenant, would you excuse us, please?

Sure.

Let's go upstairs.

Margaret, would you bring up a cup of tea?

Certainly, Mrs. Hart.

I'll help you, Margaret.

Thank you.

It's been a long night
for everybody, lieutenant.

Why don't we end it?

It's ok by me. I'm not going anywhere either.

Mind if I take a look at him?

Not if he doesn't.

Darling, it just doesn't make any sense.

Why would Darryl pretend
to break into his own house?

I don't know.

Unless he was planning to kill Blair.

What?

Yeah, I'm a little shocked myself.

On the other hand, maybe
Blair beat him to the punch.

What do you think?

Well, I was right there.

It was very dark. Darryl never said a word.

And anyway, why?

Why would they have to resort to that?

If they weren't getting along,

Darryl could certainly afford a divorce.

Financially, yes.

But wouldn't it be a lot easier

to have the lady killed by a prowler

than admit to mummy and daddy
that he'd made a big mistake?

Hmm.

There's only one problem.

What's that?

This scheming husband
you've concocted is dead.

Right?

Darling,

hmm.

If you were gonna kill me,

how would you do it?

Don't worry, darling,
you'd never feel a thing.

I wouldn't?

Mmm-mmm.

I'd do it when you were asleep.

Oh.

Good night, darling.

Ah, thank you.

Oh, isn't it a beautiful day?

Yes, it is.

Thank you so very much for
getting me out of the house.

Oh, it's good for you. Blair, how are you?

Hi, Diane.

Well, we haven't seen you since, uh...

Since I killed Darryl.

Blair, I don't think she really meant that.

The police have accepted it.

The press will not leave me alone.

"Society actress murders
wealthy husband. By accident."

It's only been a few weeks.

People will forget in time. I promise you.

Will they?

I'm sorry. I know how terrible it is for you.

Well, there has been one silver lining.

You and Jonathan have been so dear.

Oh.

And then David...

David.

David craddock?

Well, don't look so shocked.

Nothing's happened.

He's just been very supportive.

And believe me, up against
that family, I need an ally.

Cheers.

Hey, Tony, how are you?

Hi there, Jonathan.

Hello, David. Excuse me a second.

Hey, you wouldn't be able to squeeze
me in this afternoon, would you?

Booked solid.

Well, how about Thursday?

Doesn't look too promising.

Well, I'll just check back next week.

You do that.

Say, Jonathan, what do
you say we get together

for a couple of sets sometime?

Why not.

I'll give you a call.Ok.

Take it easy.

Hi, Tony.

Say, how long do you think it would take you

to fix my erratic forehand?

Hmm, I'd say about 20 minutes or so.

Then maybe after that
we could play a little tennis.

Oh, you're terrible.

Yeah, and you've been
talking to Mrs. Feingarten again.

Got a half open at 3:30, ok?

Great. Ok?

Ok.

Tony.

How come you didn't want
to give craddock a lesson?

It's not important.

It's important to me.

Ok, Jonathan.

The guy stiffed me a few times.

You're kidding.

And I'm not the only one.

Other members with cards.

A lot of people are holding his I.O.U.'S.

As a matter of fact, the club threatened

to throw him out for back dues.

Look, the craddocks are very wealthy people.

But when you've got the
talent he's got for blowin' dough,

rich is never rich enough.

Ah, there you are.

Oh, hi.

Jennifer, how are you?

Fine, David.

You know, we ought to be going

if we're gonna meet the harveys.

Will you excuse us, Jennifer?

Absolutely.

Thank you. Have a nice time.

I'll call you later. Thank you.

Hello, darling.

Hi.

Well, what do you think of that?

No comment.

You know, uh, I really have to thank you.

For what?

For being my friend.

Well, it hasn't exactly been difficult.

You know I've always liked you.

In spite of the family?

No, I mean, I mean really liked you.

No, I didn't know.

Well, I did.

And I do.

I've a couple of theater tickets,

and I've been stood up.

Maybe we could, uh...

Maybe we could.

Hello? Oh, hi!

Now, just a minute.

No, you listen!

Look, I've taken too many chances for you.

It's not my fault that hart woman was there.

I didn't ask her to stay behind.

Things are gonna be different now,

or I'm gonna blow this whole thing.

Well, you should have thought of that

before you decided to kill him.

I'll see you later.

I'm just calling to check on
my reservation for tonight.

Good. You got that '63 on ice? Wonderful.

Hey, uh, maybe I could
have regal on my table, huh?

Oh, you're a doll.

Wonderful. Love you.

Ciao.

Relax. Don't I always
bring you the people bag?

I have a feeling

that we should be eating with Max tonight.

What a terrible thing to say. You
should see what I've got in the oven.

By the way, Mr. H,

I feel like a little after-dinner disco.

So don't wait up for me. Ciao.

Ciao.

Ciao.

Dinner will be ready in just a few minutes.

Well, that'll give time
for the wine to breathe.

Good.

You know, I've been thinking

about David craddock's finances.

I thought David was a millionaire.

Not yet.

Old man craddock has him on a limited income

if you can call $200,000
dollars a year limited.

I don't get your train of thought.

Blair killed Darryl.

What does David have to do with it?

Maybe they engineered it together.

I saw the whole thing.

I'm positive it was an accident.

I didn't tell you, but yesterday

I saw David craddock at the pro shop.

Oh.

He also went to Yale.

Oh.

He was wearing the same kind
of class ring that Darryl wore.

Oh.

Oh!

My roast!

Oh!

Oh.

Oh, it's ruined!

Oh, it's ruined!

Oh, it's that timer of yours!

Did you set it?

Well, of course I set it!

Oh, I forgot!

Isn't it a bit well-done?

Carve.

Do you like the end cut?

Yes.

I think that's it.

Good evening.

Now, is that the best you can do?

A little something to make amends?

You know, I really don't like your supposed

familial interest in Mrs. Craddock.

You made that very clear on the phone.

I hope you haven't come up with any new plans

that don't include me.

My dear, my dear.

Nothing's changed.

Just relax, huh.

To us.

What are you gonna do about her?

I haven't worked that out yet.

According to your great master plan,

she should have been on
trial for murder right now.

Well, your testimony wasn't very convincing.

Well, that's hardly my
fault. What could I say?

Mrs. Hart was right there.

You didn't do much better,
you let hart get your ring.

Hey.

Hey, come on.

We're both in this thing together, aren't we?

What about suicide?

Suicide?

Why not?

Mrs. Craddock, the distraught widow,

anguished over the accidental killing

of her husband, commits suicide.

Suicide, huh?

That's interesting.

To tell you the truth,

that very idea occurred to me, too.

Something wrong, darling?

Aren't you feeling well?

Here.

Suicide, huh?

That's an interesting notion.

I like it.

Now, this is just too convenient.

An appropriate note.

Let me get this straight.

One peanut butter cheese burger, medium rare,

one Hawaiian burger with pineapple,

avocado, cashew nuts, and onions, medium.

Don't forget the pickles.

Pickles.

One order fries, one order onion rings.

Oh, do you want Rosie's
special dressing on your burgers?

Absolutely.

Why not.

Far out. Anything else?

What else do you suggest?

A bromo-seltzer.

Now, look,

I really don't want you to feel sad

because freeway seemed to love the roast.

Oh.

Not only that, but I've had a lot
of wonderful, wonderful meals

prepared by your loving hands.

Well, thank you very much.

You're welcome.

Cheers.

Cheers to you.

Mmm.

Mmm.

You know, the other day,
after we finished playing tennis,

Darryl said to me that he thought

that Blair was really after his money.

Hmm.

And Blair told me that
Darryl was always drunk.

Well, somewhere between is the truth.

Hmm.

Why don't we ask Margaret?

Margaret? Oh, yeah, she would know.

Housekeepers know everything.

Of course.

You know, she lives somewhere around here.

We could go and see her.

How do you know that?

Don't you remember?

We were gonna drive
her home the night Darryl...

The night of Darryl's accident.

You know, one day I'm
gonna have you prosecuted

for withholding information.

Oh.

Ah.

Here you go, ace.

Now, that's what I call fast food.

Maybe we should have called first.

You smell something?

Yes.

That's gas.

Get that window.

She's dead.

Let's take a look around.

Darling,

listen to this.

"Without Darryl there's no point."

Margaret and Darryl?

You think they were having
an affair and Blair found out?

I don't know.

I'll tell you one thing,

that's an awfully expensive
dress for a housekeeper.

I saw that advertised last week.

That's an Oscar de la renta.

Let's take a look in the other room.

Jonathan.

There are a lot of expensive
clothes in her wardrobe.

Look at those.

Look familiar?

Is it supposed to?

They're the same kind of little
red capsules that Blair takes.

Except they're not.

Dextroamphetamine.

Stimulant.

Quite a boost for a lady
who's looking for a letdown.

Listen, if we're gonna make
the theater, we gotta leave right...

I guess we're not going to the theater.

Well,

it's a boring play anyway.

Oh.

You've seen it already.

Yeah.

Well, as a matter of fact, so have I.

I really don't think you need those anymore.

Are you suggesting that
all my troubles are over?

Aren't they?

It's absolutely you and nobody else but.

Well, it's lovely, Simon,
but what I had in mind

was something a little more, uh...

Something strapless, maybe

with beading on it and a coral shade.

It's amazing, Mrs. Hart. Truly amazing.

Why?

I had that exact dress a few
weeks ago, but it was sold instantly.

Oh, what a shame!

It was divine.

I know you would have loved it.

No chance of getting another one?

Well, they're all one of a kind.

Unique. Original. UN-reproduced.

But you could reproduce
another one for us, couldn't you?

Hmm, well, if you promise not to tell.

What would a dress like that cost?

Between $3000-$4000, depending on the fabric.

Oh, yes.

Haute couture is very haute these days.

Who was the lucky lady to get it?

I believe it was craddock.

Blair craddock?

No, the purchaser was Mr. Craddock.

Oh, I didn't think that was Darryl's look.

Mr. David craddock.

David craddock.

Well, I hope I haven't given
away any family secrets. Hmm?

Hmm?

Hmm?

This is everything.

I haven't looked at it
since the police returned it.

Thanks.

I still can't believe Margaret's suicide.

It just doesn't go with that
staid British personality.

Blair, Jonathan and I aren't
convinced it really was a suicide.

What?

Darling.

What year did Darryl graduate from Yale?

Graduate?

'60. It was 1960.

We were married exactly 5 years later.

That isn't Darryl's ring.

Of course it is. It was taken off his body.

No, it isn't.

It's the one that I accidentally pulled off

of David craddock's hand

the night he pretended to be the prowler.

I, uh, gave that ring to the police

when I saw that Darryl's ring was missing.

David was the prowler?

You see, I left Margaret alone with the body

when I went to call the police.

That's when she took the ring.

I think we'll find out that
the one David is wearing now

really belongs to Darryl.

Do you know what's in those
capsules you're always taking?

Just a mild tranquillizer.

The doctor prescribed it for my nerves.

Margaret filled that
prescription for you, didn't she?

Yes, she did.

She substituted amphetamines

to keep a very nervous lady very nervous.

Are you saying David arranged all this?

David and Margaret.

How else could he get control?

You know, for the first time in my life

I think I really could kill someone.

Hello?

Blair darling. How are you?

David, something very strange has happened.

Oh, what's that?

Well, I was looking through Darryl's things

and his ring, his graduation ring,

well, it's not his.

That is odd, isn't it?

Have you mentioned it to anyone else?

No. Should I call the police?

Uh, no, probably not necessary.

I'm scared. You know how I hate being alone.

Could you...

I'll be right over.

Blair.

Blair, where are you?

Darling, it's David.

Hello, David.

You see, the door was open, so I just...

Would you mind putting the gun down?

Why?

Are you afraid I might
shoot you accidentally?

Well, I understand you...
You're very nervous.

Do you?

Why is that?

Well, this has been a terrible time for you.

David, I know all about it.

I know all about you and Margaret.

I may not be able to prove it,

but then again, I won't have to.

What are you talking about?

You're a prowler, David,

and I'm going to kill you.

Why not? I did it before.

Please. Please, Blair,

you don't know what you're doing.

Listen to me!

Listen to me! I did it for us!

And it worked. Margaret
was never important to me.

She was dispensable.

You need me!

Together, we could have
the entire craddock fortune.

You'll never get away with this.

Really?

You proved to me that I could.

I'm truly sorry that it had to come to this.

That's one for the class of '63.

Hey, not bad for an aspiring actress.

Thank you.

Darling, how much longer? I'm starving.

I'm going as fast as I can.

Just a few minutes more.

Nice of Mrs. H to do the cooking tonight.

Yeah, well, we had a little
disaster the other night, Max,

so I think she's trying to redeem herself.

No matter what she cooks up
now, you make a big fuss, ok?

Sure.

Need any help, darling?

No, it's all under control.

I think I'll put the Bentley to bed.

That's a good idea, Max.

You want fast food?

I'll give you fast food, ace.

Coming right at you.

Max.

Yes, Mr. H?

You'd better roll out the Bentley.

I think we'll be eating out tonight.

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