The New Avengers (1976–1977): Season 1, Episode 6 - The New Avengers - full transcript

McKay!

McKay!

McKay!

- Hello Sussan.
- Hello.

Have a nice holiday.
Might have you go?

McKay!

Potterton!

Talmadge!

Talmadge!

Talmadge!

You can get dressed now,
Mr. Talmadge.



Okay, my doc.

Better than okay.

- And disgustingly good health.
- Good for a few more years then I?

You live until you're 90.

Talmadge?

Talmadge is no more.

And in another hour so ...

... Dick Palmer will join him.

You're doing well, Klokoe.

You too.

And who's next in our list?

George Myers.
Special security agent

Exception knowledge of foreign affairs.

Well, we sorely missed one thing.



Now with Talmadge in partner.

Yes, we're doing exceptionally ...

Exceptionally well.

Everything going according to plan.

And in the not-too-distant future
we should be able to ...

Dick Palmer!

Dick Palmer!
Didn't you recognize him?

He's already a dead man.

- Fiver? Even money?
- You arm.

- Dead heat?
- Photo finish. Alo?

Steed?

Palmer.

- Dick Palmer.
- Palmer?

What's happened? Your sound ...
- Dead.

What?

Where are you?
Listen.

Can't save me.

Already.

Already dead.
- Palmer?

Listen.

You can save George Meyers.
Will you see?

He's next.
They're going to kill him.

Next.

Palmer, what is this?

Palmer!

He's dead.

As what he said.

I'm already dead.

Line still opened.
Nobody is answering.

I'm already dead.

Want me to save George.
George Meyers.

- You gotta find and warn him.
- Fine.

Warning him for what?

I don't know, but wherever he is
in deadly danger.

Do you know why I'm begging
like this, Purdey?

So you could get me on my own ...

... ask me out to dinner
worm your way into my affections

... date me regularly
asked me to marry you ...

... have five scruffy children
and live happily ever after.

Also because your car
isn't convertible.

And we both happen to be
going to the same place.

Now you're right the first time.

It shows, huh?

Neon lights.
Ten-foot tall.

Purdey, the way I feel about you.

It's the way I objective.

You're a very wonderful
human being, Purdey.

But a terrible kangaroo.

You do like me a little then?

I like you a lot, but then
I like Beethoven a lot.

It difference is he's dead.

And I'm very much alive.

But you're playing in the wrong key.

You understand, I'm only here
as an observer.

An unofficial observer.

Nevertheless, Colonel Alenka.
- Please.

I prefer to be known by my American
cover name, Paul Molloy.

Mr. Molloy.

Your presence here is a great honor.

Any honors Mr.Drecker, should be aimed
in your direction.

You have invented the perfect
killing machine.

Subtle, faultless, undetectable.

- So long as we use it sparingly.
- Exactly.

To offer you such a perfect method
might attract attention.

Nevertheless, your score is mounting.
Congratulations. - Thank you.

We're thinking of opening a branch in America.

- America?
- That's why I'm here to observe.

Unofficially.

We understand each other.

America would be very fruitful.

Secret service CIA, FBI.
- All perfect targets for ...

... your perfect machine.

Oh, thank you, I don't drink.
- You must drink this.

As a precautionary measure.

Oh, of course.

Well, then if I must drink,
the toast should be a brave one.

To your..
To our next victim.

And who is to be the next
unlucky victim?

George Meyers.

But if our information is correct.

Make it two for the price of one.

George Meyers.

And this beautiful young lady.

Reload.
And continue.

When you're ready.

In your own time.
Begin.

Fire!

You've just killed John Steed.

Oh, you would like that.

Fire!

Well done, Mr. Myers

Well done, George.

Very well done.

- Ninety-seven percent.
- 97?

It's 3% that kills you.

1, 2, 3.

Just the same.
It's a very commendable score.

Who was the shooter?

John Steed.
Three times in a row.

Always wondered who was cheating.

- Nobody else?
- No.

So far.

What are you try to say?

Think you can break my score?

97.

I aim to try.

- When you're ready, right?
- Right.

Gonna bet on it.

On what?

Hundred pounds against ...

... a dinner date tonight?

I like that.
It makes me feel expensive.

You are expensive Purdey
Like a million dollars.

Cash convert that into the
currency of the rum.

Pounds turning.

Please proceed.

Ready?

Ready!

Begin.

Purdey.

Sorry.
There's a call for you. Steed.

He wants you right away.

Pity.

Just I was beginning to enjoy myself.

Thank goodness. - We pleased to see you.
- It's imperative. - Urgent. - Desperate.

- What's wrong? - Where's George?
- George Myers?

- George?
- You supposed to be with him today.

- As a matter of fact ...
- We have to find him Purdey.

Find him right away.

You should let me get a word
and address or tell you where he is.

Where?

In my car.

Someone want to killl me.
But who? - Don't know.

- Where?
- Don't know.

- But how?
- Don't know how either.

Come on felows,
For routine medical reasons ...

... I have two weeks off from now.

- This is serious George.
- Oh, certainly.

With such exact information
backing you die.

- Dick Palmer gave us the information.
- Dick?

Just said he's dead.

- He told you he was dead.
- That's suggested of it.

Purdey!

Look, I don't know what's going on.

- Do you know Dick Palmer's dead?
- Not yet.

Dick Palmer?

- I'm going on leave.
- No, no, you're not.

Gambit?

Don't be too sure.

Look, Steed.

Yes?

What?

They found Palmer.

Yes.

How?

I see.

He's dead.

Well George,
How do you feel about that?

George!

Natural causes?

Welcome out to the limit.

Welcome and too and
has something has to give.

In this case, the man.

And you are working too hard these days.

What?
Four.

May be much more.

Four.

Well, this Talmadge.

He died during his medical.
Ironic.

And there's this chap then.
He drop dead first day of his leave.

- Fishing, you say?
- Potterton.

Oh, thats right, Potterton.

And before him
that chap name McKay.

Obviously, you are working too hard.

- For in just under four weeks
- Five.

Of course, we all work hard,
Dr. Kendrick.

But not that hard. Don't precondition
yourself about natural causes.

Look at anything.
Anything at all suspicious.

George Myers.

Oh, it's superb Draker.

Quite, quite superb.

- Testing an agent.
- Long it takes to die.

And the less likelihood of them ever
tracing back to the cause of death.

For you.

Of course. I don't want to be hoist
with my own pet dog.

A dose of our own medicine.

- Then death is not always instantaneous.
- Very rarely.

As you said
better than testing the agent.

Two or three doses to be given to
the superb agent falls into coma.

And death follows perhaps minutes,
perhaps hours later.

The better of the agent.

And by all accounts,
this one is very good indeed.

Yes, it's certainly unusual.

That's why I called you, Steed.

You asked me to check for
anything out of the ordinary,

... anything suspicious.
- And?

George Myers died of natural causes.

There's no doubt about that.

But.. see here.
Just below the shoulder.

Three tiny marks.
Barely pinpricks.

What about Palmer and Talmadge?

Yes, I rexamined them.

Both have similar marks.
Three on Palmer's chest.

Four one on Talmege's left arm.

What do you think made them?

I have no idea.

And it in no way changes my
diagnosis of death, natural causes.

- It is odd.
- I agree.

And there's another oddity.

Check and recheck.
Isn't that what you asked me?

I went over the clothing of
the dead men again.

Talmage's in nothing.

Dick Palmer.

- An ink what?
- A squash beetle. Found on Palmer's shoe.

Aren't you gonna ask me
what's the point?

All right.
What is the point?

The point is that
I wouldn't expect to find ...

... that species of beetle
outside the South American jungle.

- No interruptions this time.
- No interruptions.

Feeling confident, huh?

I think, my eye ...

... is in today.
- Yes, you can shoot all right.

They can all shoot.

What about your reflexes?

I think they're okay.

All right Jones.

I think she's made her point.

Right, Purdey

In your own time.
Begin.

Purdey!

Purdey!

Purdey!

Purdey!

Purdey!

It's intolerable.

No sooner do I get
these files organized ...

... and your people come along
and want something out.

Files are for keeping. For putting away
enough for taking out all the time.

If you want to keep looking at files,

... then you should get
a set of your own.

A mine can remain neat
and cataloged and undisturbed.

I doubt I'll be able to find
anything after you've gone.

I'm taking these.

Taking them?

Taking them?

Five less for you to file.

It's rape.
Rape!

Purdey!

Purdey!

Thank you.

One gun for you.
And that makes two of us.

Steed and me.
We're the best of hundred percent.

Sorry.
Ninety-nine percent.

What? I'm sure that ...

The machine doesn't make mistakes.

Ninety-nine percent.

Yes.

Was the backshooter that got you.

The one that got you.

The Backshooter?

You took the machine gunner there.
- Hmm?

- Run along the gantry.
- Yes?

Backshotter prepaired
on left behiend you.

Oh, that's unfair. That's despicable.
That's downright dirty.

The people we come up
against often are.

- Mr. Bradshaw.
- Mr. Gambit.

I'd like to think there was a rulebook.
Cricket and all that.

But there isn't a book.
Just one rule. Stay alive.

I got 99%.

Yes, but it's the 1% that kills you.

- What are you doing here?
- Looking for you.

- And are you find out?
- A little chat.

Will you excuse me?

- I get lonely, you see.
- So you can be recluse and get the point.

Bradshaw?
Steed.

- Mr. Steed, yes.
- Gambit, Purdey?
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Yes, they're both here.
Do you want me to ...

Yes, they're both here.
Do you want me to ...

Yes, they're both here.
Do you want me to ...

Yes, they're both here.
Do you want me to ...

- No, just give him a message from me.
- Right.

Tell him I'm going up the Amazon.

You're doing what, sir?

I'm gonna see professor Lopez.

Got that?
- Lopez. Yes, I've got that, sir.

George Meyers.

Five top men dead from natural causes.

Five supreme examples of man
who had struck down in their front.

Is there patent?

Not that I can see.

Why didn't you say so.

You want the benefit of
my incisive mind. - No

Just a second opinion.

You must not be premature Klokoe.

Draker?

They run to Lopez.

- How?
- Don't ask me how they are.

Steed on his way over there now.

You know if he talks ...
- He's alright. Handling

I sent Klokoe.
- Right.

Bradshaw.
What about Purdey?

She's dead.

You're right.
It doesn't seem to be any link.

Potterton, Mckay, Dick Palmer.
They were all on homely.

They weren't working
actively on anything at all.

Leave.

That's it.
Leave!

George was going on leave.

So is Tallmadge.

- That's the link.
- Yes.

But so what?

Oh, I don't know Gambit.
I can't help it, solve yourself.

As from now I'm going on
a week's leave of absence.

Oh, come on.
Who'd want to kill me?

Me?

Unless you promise to
get in your car ...

... go straight home lock the door
and don't open it until you hear from me.

- Mike
- Now, promise will you?

Alright.

But it does make you seem
awfully stupid.

Better to be stupid ...

... than dead. - Gambit, you're behaving
like an old mother hen.

But I do ...

You do what me?

Leave.

Before you gonna leave,
you have a check practical medical.

Section 37, paragraph 24.

Bradshaw.

Freddy?

Bradshaw.

Bradshaw?

Bradshaw don't move!

You covered.

You're in a trap.

You backroom boys role is working out
new ways to keep us on our toes.

Not shorter.

No.

You're dead, Bradshaw.

No!

No!

No!

There.
Now, you see how it feels.

Now, come back in here,
Brady old boy.

There is something
more serious to tell you.

No.

Bradshaw?

Bradshaw!

No.

Bradshaw what's wrong?

Brad, it was only a joke.

Steed's.. hat.

His.. hat.

His.. hat.

Bradshaw!

I'm.. dying.
Dead.

I'm dying.. in seconds.

One hit... 12-14 hours.

I've been hit dozen.

Steed's hat.

Help.. me!

Bradshaw?

More comfortable over here
Mr. Steed.

I'm sorry about the heat.
The humidity have to keep ...

... the place of tropical temperatures
every damn plants won't die.

Suggest to take off your
tie and jacket.

Pants can take it I can't.
I just think it cool.

And try this.

It's a distillation
of my own brew.

Whiskey weed back ...

... and a little touch of snakehead.

Do you like it?

Little strong on the snakehead.

Well, it opens the porous cores
of the body.

Do you think I'm eccentric?

I think you're psychic.

Yes, that's a weird way to live
I agree with you.

But scientifically necessary.

The flora and the fauna
of South American Amazon ...

... kept alive here than England.

Professor Lopez, I believe
you recently made a friend of mine.

- What? - Dick Palmer?
- Oh yes, charming fellow.

He had two glasses of my special brew.

Thank you.

- So make an judgment
- Inestinal fortitude.

So why did Dick Palmer
come to see you?

Curare.

Curare. Stuff the natives
stiff neck poison darts with.

More than 100 derivatives.

Used in line doses in medicine.

Fantastic stuff.
Paralyses the heart muscles.

So if a man died of it, it could be
put down to natural causes.

The refined version might.

Terribly difficult to detect.

Terrible stuff altogether.
I should know. Working with it ...

... I scratched myself
had to take immediate action.

- Could I?
- Getting to you, huh?

So the merest scratch
could be fatal.

Would be. I tell you Mr.Steed
I don't work with it anymore.

Not unless I have a bottle of
antidote at my elbow.

It's deadly.

And in the right hands.

Quite undetectable and in concentrated
form or almost instantaneous.

As I told you friend,
Dick Palmer ...

Professor Lopez?

Professor?

Dick Palmer.

Extraordinary.

That the benefit of autopsy,
my diagnosis is natural causes.

You better try again doc.

I was with Bradshaw,
when he died.

He knew he was going to die.

Just like Dick Palmer.

Now one case of premonition
I can accept.

But two, try again.

Look.

There.

Must be it dozen at least.

More than a dozen.

That's what Bradshaw said.

- What are they?
- I don't know.

- Bite of insect, skin infection ..
- Try curare.

Test for curare.

It's virtually undetectable.

But if you look very closely.
Now isn't that possible Dr. Kendrick?

That's outside my experience.

There are tests, yes.

Of course, would be easier and quicker
if I had some for comparison.

I can arrange for that too.

Professor Lopez that was.

It's 99% certain that
he died from curare poison.

Yes, but is the 1% that kills you.

- What?
- No, nothing. Nothing important.

I think.

A strategic withdrawal.

It makes obvious sense.

Your perfect killing machine
is still perfect,

but in serious jeopardy.

It must be closed
and suspended for a while.

A few months of the most and ...

Of course, I'm only
an unofficial observer.

Remarkably Steed,
Colonel Ilenko.

Yes. You're right.

Tiny sliper ice.

- In phantasmal.
- Evidence, Draker. Evidence.

Evidence should I can flush away
with one cup for water.

And yes.. still frightens me.

One scratch.
Tiny is breaking into skin.

Still frightens me.

But that's good ain't gone.

Never to go contemptuous
or overconfident ...

... of something so very deadly.

You're immune. You.. swig that
antidote at every opportunity.

Every hour on the air.

The only way to protect.

But even so.

I'm still frighting.

I'll be happier when
Steed is out of the way.

- Well.
- Curare?

- It could be.
- It is.

Undetectable.

Administered through the merest scratch.

But how?

All those agents wrong leave.

We're about to go.

That means a medical check-up
poison stethoscope?

I'm in charge of the medical division.

Then it has to be some other way.

An ordinary blow pipe.

- Why only those were going on leave?
- Plot to disrupt the tourist board.

- That's funny.
- Not the way I said it.

Those little red marks.
They've been bothering me,

but I remember now.
- Mischeck back to the files.

When I was an child,
someone in the next door,

... shotting in an air pistol
hip in hand.

Left a very similar little red mark.
- Guns! - Guns ...

... was staring us in the face
the medical practical test.

- The target race.
- Simulated combat.

- People firing at us all the time.
- With every hank.

- We expect to be hit.
- One hit and you're dead.

Purdey.

Purdey went through there
a couple of hours ago.

Oh, Purdey.

Who this is?

Purdey, you're awake.

What girl could say two men
busting into her bedroom?

We worried about you.

Judging from your behavior
I should be worrying about you.

It's good to find you alive.

Oh, you're not still going on
about death, are you?

But you were hit.
She was hit.

- We were wrong.
- You were hit. Only 99%.

- And it's the one percent.
- That kills you.

- Doctor ...
- ... Kendrick.

Steed is dead.
Oh, this one will be.

Excellent, but there'll be inquiries.
The target range ...

We're closing down right away.
Remove all evidence.

Colonel Ilenko.
An unofficial observer.

Klokoe.

Well, there will have to be a report.

The means of your killing machine
we need that question.

But the method in your
administration of it.

Yes, they'll have to be a report.

I was afraid of that.

Draker!

That's it Colonel.
I must remove all evidence.

- Curari.
- We know it that.

What we want is the antidote?

I've been trying to locate
a supply all day.

Then where is he?

A lethal dose of curare is
unknown in this country.

Why would we keep an
antidote on hand?

We mustn't let her die.

Antidote.

Steed's hat.

- Your hat.
- What?

Your bowler hat.

Steed, if she dies?

I know, I feel the same.

I'll hunt them down and I won't stop
until I found them.

We'll hunt him down.
She means as much to me ...

... as she does to you.

But we're all expendable.

I know the rules, Steed.

But it is Purdey.

If she dies ...

If she dies ...

Must to save her.

Must to save her.

Move Kolokoe!

Every gun. Must to load every gun.
No evidence!

Not!

Steed? Steed!

Purdey!

We gone help Purdey!

Steed!

Oh, Purdey.

Hat.

We have him Klokoe.

We have him.

Sorry.

We know where he's going.

We know what is heading for.

Kloekoe.

Mr. Gambit.
You aren't gonna shoot.

If you're shoot,
I drop this bottle.

Now, please, the gun.

Give it to me.

Anything you say.

Steed I ...

... I think you oughta let me have that.

- Catch.
- Steed!

She's coming round.

Some party.

Yes. And lucky for you.
We brought a bottle.

Oh, we can go somewhere.

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