All language subtitles for The Professionals - 3x01 - The Purging Of Ci51

Another day, another dollar.

Yeah, that's about all we're
getting. I'm going to ask Carly for a rise.

That's the one way of
getting yourself killed.

Well, you know what you'll get,
don't you? No, I don't. What will I get?

Doyle, do you realise how
difficult it is running

this organisation on a restricted budget?

That's fantastic. Can
you do a German accent?

What?

Anyway, failing that, he'll hang you.

Not by the neck, either. Of course,
the old man might not even be in yet.

It's only half past seven.

Oh, he'll be here.

Work mad, our Fuhrer.

It's new, isn't it?

Now, Cody, there's a bomb in your office.

You've got 30 seconds.

He'll be slogging away
behind his desk, steam pulling.

¶¶

You won't find me under there.

What did he say exactly?

Just that it was a bomb
and that I had 30 seconds.

And 30 seconds later it went off?

Yeah.

That's very generous. 32nd warning.

Well, it was, if you think about it.
I mean, I know it's pushing it a bit,

but it's better than no warning at all.

Well, obviously it didn't want
you dead, because if it did,

that's exactly what you'd be.

Mr Cowley?

That was a GPO man in here yesterday.

There's only one man with
clearance. Murray. And it wasn't him.

At least he doesn't fit the description.

But that still doesn't alter the fact
that Murray's the only one we let in here.

You'd better check him
out. All right. Oh, sir.

Uh, isn't there
something else you want to say?

Yes?

Oh, um... It'll keep.

I've never noticed that before. What's
that? A streak of yellow down your back.

Well, how was it done,
Phillips? 30 seconds is very precise.

You could have fixed the
phone so that you activated

the delay when you picked up the receiver.

Yeah. Or perhaps it was a
straightforward time bomb.

And he left it to the
last minute to let you know.

Which was it?

No, no, it wasn't the
phone. That doesn't make sense.

If the GPO guy said it
yesterday afternoon,

then any number of calls
could have come through

before today. No, it was a time bomb.

Judging from the damage, I
think you were sitting on it.

Hey, Murray!

What?

Come up here a minute, will you?

No.

Come on, put your tea down.

What is it? You got your clearance on you?

Of course.

So where were you yesterday afternoon?

We were doing a complete
installation job on some

new offices. We were
there from, what, 1 to 6.30?

There were four of us altogether.

Me and Dave over there and
two others. Oh, what's up?

Do you have this on you all the time?

Sure.

You're not going to tell me, are you?

One of your blokes was
wandering around Carly's

office yesterday and
he shouldn't have been.

Oh, I bet Carly gave him a working over,
didn't he? Carly wasn't there yesterday.

Anyway, this GPO bloke
used his job to get in.

And Murray, you're the
only one with clearance.

How do you know he was
a legit fan engineer?

What you're really
saying is he used overalls

and a tool bag as an
excuse to get in, right?

Yeah. Jesus Christ to the uniform, right?

Well, whoever it was, it
wasn't me. You can check.

Very well.

Maurice says you were
installing in some offices yesterday.

Yeah, that's right.

Where was it?

Well, I've got to, Dave. Yeah, yeah, here.

I've got the address here
somewhere. Are you together all the time?

Well, no. No, there were
times when some of us were

working on our own.
Who were the other guys?

Er...

Only Braithwaite and, um...
I'll go see what he wants.

Made it sound important? Yeah,

he made it sound important last time we
had Cowley on our back for a month. Look,

I don't mind being left with egg on my
face, but let's not make a habit of it, eh?

You never know when he's going
to turn up something important.

The only thing that
guy turns is my stomach.

Chris?

Chris?

Come on, you lazy git. Don't you
think it's time you were getting up?

Four-five.

Get over to the council
flats in Newport Street now.

Will do. Four-five out.

What happened?

It was Williams.

There's no way of telling
right now, but it probably was.

It's easy enough.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Good old Christopher
will be long gone by now.

I told him. I kept telling him.
The guy was no good. He was a bum.

He didn't give a damn about anything.

And did he have a
girl? Yes, he had a girl.

I'll tell her. It'd be
better coming from me.

It's not going to be
good coming from anybody.

Are you all right?

Yes, sir.

What about this Chris character? Oh,
Susan's already put the word out on him.

Sir, there's a telephone call for you in
the caretaker's flat. He says it's urgent.

All right, thanks. There's
nothing more you two can do here.

Hello, this is Carly. Hello, Carly.

How's Williams feeling
these days? Who is this?

I'm glad you got out of this
morning's little exhibition, Carly,

because I want you to hear this.

Williams is not going to
be on his own for long.

There'll be more like him.

And somewhere along the way...

There'll be you.

You won't know when.

You won't know where.

But it's coming,
Carly. You can count on it.

No, this place is ancient. What
exactly did Billy say we find?

Something beneficial to our careers. Oh,
yeah, well, that's what I like about Billy.

So precise.

Attention, this is a bomb
alert. Repeat, this is a bomb alert.

All CI5 operatives to
acknowledge immediately.

See anything interesting?

Not really. Lot of dust,
couple of tarantulas, coffin.

Sir, we can't raise Matheson and King.

They were responding to a
tip-off. Where did they go?

Filed an address in N5,
number 32 Station Road.

Right, out.

Matheson and King.

Well, that was an enjoyable way to
spend half a morning, wasn't it?

A complete waste of time.

It's not like Billy at all. What the
hell is he playing at? He made a mistake.

Maybe we should allow him a
cock-up every now and then.

Maybe.

Shit!

Oh, will you look at that?

Oh, I'm gonna bounce Billy
around when I got my hands on him.

Come on, I'm not waiting all day!

Yeah, all right, all right.

Really, he's a real bastard.

It's in his pocket.

The question is making
sense of all these initials.

Oh, B. B for Billy?

Well, there's the address, anyway.

Well, we can only try
it. Quicker the better,

otherwise B for Billy's
gonna end up like C for Chris.

Sometimes I wonder why you guys
protect these people so well.

Yeah, well, sometimes they're worth it.

Yeah, a couple of uniformed boys found it.

Are you sure, Nick?

It's Chris's car, all right.

Legs onto Chris's car.

Near the railway
sightings at Thornton Fields.

Billy can wait.

Lucky help, Billy.

How long's it been in? At least
50 minutes. The two cops found it,

decided to check out the registration and
learned that we were looking for the car.

I got the call from Central.

They chased the cops away as soon as
they arrived. They're a bit conspicuous.

Checked it out, yeah? No,
and I don't intend to either.

I don't think Chris is around here,
but if he is, we're gonna find him.

Cut him from near the train.

Stunk gold.

Killer will be long gone.

Got to be a thousand quid here.

A thousand pounds.

B for Billy?

Let's find out, shall we?

What number was it?

Fifteen.

What is it?

Billy!

I'm getting dressed.

What do you want?

Oh, I like your technique. Great.

What the hell is this?

Well, that's not a very
friendly star, now, is it, Billy?

Do you always jump out of
windows when people knock on the door?

You didn't knock. You kicked it in.

Well, you shouldn't have picked such
a nervous professional, should you?

I didn't know who the hell
you were. I still bloody don't.

You know who Matheson and
King are, though, don't you?

Matheson and King?

Yes, Matheson and King.

You'll see, I don't believe it. What the
hell are you treating me like this for?

You can't imagine.

Imagine what?

An hour ago, working on information
given them by their favourite snitch,

Matheson and King went
to an old disused house,

thinking they were going to pick up
something interesting. Well, we all know,

don't we, Billy, that when they got there,

they found that the tip-off was
about as straight as a two-pound note.

However, having wasted
several minutes of their

valuable time walking about empty rooms,

they went back to their car, where they
found a little present waiting for them.

A certain explosive device that
did its job most efficiently.

Jesus.

Very good actor.

Won't win many Oscars without Billy.

Yeah, you get about 30 years.

What? I didn't do anything.

Oh, King thinks differently.

He took a little longer dying than
Matheson. Not nice, was it? No, very messy.

However, when he did die...

He mentioned you.

You did a very good job, Billy.

How much did you get?

No, nothing.

I got nothing. I did nothing.

You show them to her house, that's enough.

Yeah, because I thought they
were going to find something.

Oh, yeah? What gave you that idea?

I was told.

Who by? Some guy. Who?

I don't know his name.

You don't remember his name. That's
a bit convenient, isn't it, Billy?

Well, I sort of know him.

I see him around.

We talk.

He was telling me that some
people had been using the house.

Maybe drugs, maybe arms.

Not specific.

No, he never is. But he made a
point of telling me about the house.

I bet he did.

You see him around where?

No particular address.

He just sort of turns up in a
pub, walking down the street.

It's like he searches me out.

That was quick. Get a
description of the guy

off him and run it through the computer.

Then let him go.

What?

Yeah, we're going to get him to
do some legwork for us, Susie.

We managed to convince him
it was in his own interests.

At least I should stick with him.

No. Remember this maniac is he
knows Faces, Williams, Matheson, King,

and you're no different.

So let him out alone and
stay out of sight, you got it?

Okay.

But I sincerely hope one of you
is going to explain it to Cowley.

Oh, yeah. One of us is.

I suppose we did the right
thing not telling him about Chris.

Well, we want him to hit the
streets, not head for the hills.

Hey, do you reckon, uh... Oh, God.

That's the window open.

What do you mean, we?

Yes.

Yes, no, look, I'm sorry,
but I have to recall my men.

Yes, I do have problems.

Three seven?

Yes.

All right, thank you.

Yeah.

I'll talk to you later.

Place is empty now.

New location's already set up.

Good.

Howdy.

We found Billy.

Good.

How soon can you bring him in?

Well, he maintains that he was
given the word from some other guy.

I think it's a case of someone
setting up Billy to set up our lads.

I see. When can you get him here?

Oh, well, Susan... Susan's using
him to get a computer run down.

And the other guy...

And then she's going to turn him
loose, so he can sniff around for us, sir.

We figured that was the only way,
position being what it is, sir.

Well, we reckon that at the moment,
the other guys are more important.

That's what Doyle and I reckon, anyway.

I agree.

Keep on it, Bodie.

The two of you work in
conjunction with Susan,

and inform me immediately you get a
lead, no matter how slight. Okay? Out.

Right.

How did he take it?

Ah, the old man's not so bad after
all. Thought it was a good idea, yeah.

Glad I thought of it now.

Well, you could always
stand across the street.

There's not much point
in us both getting blown

up, is there? Stick it in. All right.

See?

Nothing to worry about.

Unless, of course, it's
rigged to go off when you hit 30.

Hey, did you phone Joanna?

Not me.

I completely slipped my mind. Yeah, I see.

What about tonight? Huh?

They can't let Louis now, can they?
They got into Carly's office, didn't they?

I mean, Carly doesn't
even have a regular office.

How much do they know?

Yeah.

I'm with you, mate.

You know the first rule, don't you?

Be purposely unpredictable.

What a way to make a living.

And there we go.

What's happening?

The phone. It's got more plastic in it
than it did this morning. Is that all?

How many numbers did you dial?

How many did you think?

One.

Oh, well.

You want me to do it? Oh,
no, I wouldn't dream of it,

mate. Go to the pictures,
come on. Oh, no, no, no.

I've seen everything
that's on locally, anyway.

Careful.

Might be some kind of mechanism.

Oh, yeah.

I mean, that thing I always used to
get wrong at bomb disposal school.

Right.

Tripper's probably on the bell.

Or the body.

If we're really unlucky, the dial.

Thank you.

They're trying to die.
Don't mess about them, do they?

There's about a pound of plastic
explosive in there. Let's have a look.

Looks straightforward.
There's a miniature detonator.

I feel like that kid
with a finger in the dog.

That's just what you are,
mate. You keep it stuck in there.

You know?

Hold your breath, sunshine.

You're very lucky, mate.

If you'd released that dial earlier,

it would have been the last
cheap rate call you ever made.

That makes someone happy, eh?

Listen, I found him.

He's called Parks.

He's in an office across the street.

Billy, where are you?

Don't go away, Billy.
I'm coming right over.

It's plastic, all right. The old
Compensé. It's not really a lot.

We don't have to blow
these two idiots' heads off.

Oh, yeah, Brian, so what
were we supposed to do then?

You called me on the RT. You
didn't know how much time we had.

Anyway, the finger was getting
bored, all right? All right, all right,

there are more
important implications here.

Phillips, I want you to get your
men to go over every CI5 ops home.

If they know this address,
they'll know all of them.

That's going to take some time.

Then it'll have to take some time.

OK.

It looks as if we are going
to be homeless for a while.

Well, that's all right.
It's clean, this place.

They know where you live, Bodhi.

There's nothing to stop them
throwing something through that window.

Come on, both of you, quick.

Tally, you two.

Susan's on to our man.

Rented offices, Bagley Street, SW6.

She's gone after him alone.

Do you know where you're
going? No. Why is it? Bagley Road.

He's inside first
floor, Messon's Electronics.

He better be, Billy.

Come in.

Mr. Parks.

Excuse me. Excuse me, please.

You took your time getting here.

Sorry.

Stand up.

He doesn't give up
easily. I'll give him that.

Wish I'd had a pair of those on me.

That's a souvenir from the old
days. Hands behind your back.

He was carrying this?

Oh, it's our local
friendly GPO man. Fixes your

phone, leaves a bonus.
Nice forgery, isn't it?

Good one. Lying on using it
again, are you? It ought to, you know.

It's quite handy, that,
having a Class A clearance.

Just leave him to us from now on, okay?

Listen, don't push your luck.

I feel the same way, but
come on. Wilson was a one-off.

Let's not go into the contract business.

Who's Wilson? What?

A girl. She said something
about Wilson in a contract.

He's just a guy.

He fell out of a window. Hey, you think
you're going to get anything out of me?

We don't want nothing out of you, Parks.

You're just wasting your time. I don't
think I'm going to tell you anything.

We don't want you to talk.

You don't want me to talk? No.

That's right.

Nothing you can say will bring them back.

Williams, Matheson, King,
they were good friends of ours.

You're kidding.

You can't do this.

You're mad.

I had nothing to do with Matheson
and King. I only did the first job.

Call his office. I
only supplied the stuff.

Wakeman, set up your friends!

Wakeman.

You know him? You could say
that, yes. So, who is he?

Wakeman's group was active during the
early days of CI5, just before you two joined.

Are you quite comfortable, Bodhi?

Wakeman himself managed to infiltrate CI5.

He picks up a lot of information before
he was discovered. All comes together now,

doesn't it? Not quite, Doyle.

There's just one
problem, that Wakeman is dead.

Killed by a grenade.

Are you sure?

I pulled the pin myself.

Wakeman's group.

There were six of them then.

David Wakeman, no longer with us.

Robert Perry, arrested in South Africa
seven years ago, shot for gun running.

Stelvio Donati, committed suicide
in an Italian jail. Silvio Fernando,

doing a life sentence in Florida.

Jonathan Shea and Dennis O'Connell,
both shot dead in a raid by the SAS.

Wakeman's group doesn't exist anymore.
What, the information died with them?

No, it may have been passed on.

A friend of Wakeman's, an
Englishman, Philip Cattrell.

Shortly after Wakeman's
death, he left for the States.

Six months ago, he was
seen back in this country.

He could be lying.

Parks.

He wasn't in much of a condition to
be making up stories. Makes sense.

Wakeman's a little hideaway out
here in the middle of nowhere.

You keep saying Wakeman. Are we
talking about a ghost or what?

It's the name Parks used. Pennington.

Come in, Pennington.

Pennington.

Come in, Pennington.

Pennington here.

Any activity, Pennington? I haven't
actually seen anybody yet. Just before dawn,

a light came on. Stayed
on for about five minutes.

All right.

It's just sitting there, beckoning to us.

Yeah, well, they want us to
go over there, don't they?

And that's exactly
what we are going to do.

Get your equipment ready, Phillips.

I like the way he says, we.

When you're inside, you're
going to get a lot of noises.

You have to interpret them.

What you're looking for is nitrogen oxide.

Yeah, plastic explosive, I know. If
it's clear, use your RT. Call me.

If it isn't, back off.
Okay. I pay Phillips here

for those kind of
heroics, not you. Don't worry.

Got an earpiece.

Yep.

All clear.

Comfortable? Domestic
timer on the lights. Yeah,

it keeps burglars out.
You picking up anything?

Carbon.

Hello, slight phosphorus here.

Someone's been cooking recently.

Inside the spider's web and no spider.

Yeah.

Mate, is this all right to
say? Yeah, I've checked it.

It seems quite clear.

God, it's going to take ages, this.

Any bright ideas?

Yeah, you check everything, like.

Everything? Yeah, everything.

Yeah, I wonder about you
sometimes. 4-5 to Alpha-1. Yeah?

Yeah, it's all clear on the
outside. No explosives in here.

So far.

I'm a bit paranoid
about machines just lately.

Yeah, I'd noticed.

How the hell does this work?

There you go.

And somewhere along
the way there'll be you.

You won't know when, you won't know where.

But it's coming, Cowley.

You can count on it.

What's the point of
putting your voice on tape

and then feeding the
recording over the phone?

If you're gonna be there to play the
tape, you might just as well speak in person.

It's a bit abstract, isn't it?

What's up?

Explosion. Two fatalities, one with
severe burns. Get the oxygen tent set up.

You know what to do.

Mr. Lewis is wanted in clinic three.
Mr. Lewis is wanted in clinic three.

Doctor, please
contact... How are you feeling?

There's a little bloke
inside my head whistling a tune,

and I think he's forgotten it.

Personally speaking, I'm
wondering how being officially

listed as dead is going to
cock up my next pay line.

Yeah. I hope they don't cancel my pension.

I don't know how you can think
of money at a time like this.

What are you thinking about, then?

Eh?

Thinking about. Thinking? Yeah,
what are you thinking about? Joanna.

I'll be able to see her again. Again!

What are you thinking about? Pardon?

Subject Wakeman, family, parents,
John, died 71. Alice Wakeman, died 75.

Sister, Lisa Wakeman.

Locate Alpha-1 immediately.
Repeat, locate Alpha-1 immediately.

Subject, Lisa Wakeman.

Born city of Westminster,
London. Residing in Chicago,

USA at time of brother's death.

Suspected involvement in arson.
Suspected associate activist.

Philip Cattrall.

You don't think it's suspicious yet?

Keep your cannon covered up.

Need a hand, sir?

No, thank you.

I don't care much for
your treatment, Doctor.

I had no idea you were
so devoted to Wakeman. He

would have been proud of you, Cattrall.

Will Dr. Chives please contact reception?

He doesn't say much, does he? No,
it's funny you should say that, though.

Normally I like to stand in his own voice.

Will the duty theatre
sister please report to Dr.

Norris at theatre
number three immediately?

Will the duty theatre
sister report to Dr. Norris?

Four-five.

I was getting a computer
rundown on Wakeman's family.

Came across something that
wasn't in his file. He had a sister.

Looks like she's following
in Big Brother's footsteps.

Distinct possibility she was knocking
around with Cattrall when he was in New York.

Wakeman's a woman.

Look after him!

There's something left unanswered.

Yes.

Yes, I know.

Cowley!

Mr. Thompson, you are
required at reception, please.

At least I'm in the
right place to get shot.

We got her.

How are you?

Great.

After all I've been through,

I end up getting a sprained
wrist from one of my own men.

This is gratitude for you.

Yeah.