Patrik Pacard (1984) s01e05 Episode Script
Episode 5
Patrik Pacard Decision in the Fjord (Ep.
5) (Music) (Narrator) Dimitri's truth serum wiped the formula from Professor GunstrÃm's brain.
But probably the most important scientific knowledge of our time still exists on the sole of Patrik's foot.
All attempts by Giovanna Castelli, to unlock the genius of her teacher using the supercomputer fail.
Without this formula world hunger will never end.
The Pacards are hiding in their alpine cabin until the World Food Conference in Rome.
In Rome, Patrik is to testify that the formula still exists.
- Where is the boy? Mr.
Harvey, how should I know that? Our German players have made a remarkable logical connection to yesterday's strange events.
Oh yes? - Hm.
Do you know little bit about football? I know what a "Swiss lock" is.
A defensive trap.
Perfect! Let's play! Patrik is the star of our team, he has the formula.
Foul play by a certain Ibrahim.
They're all hotheads, but idealists, in this resistance group.
Our sweeper Dimitri: He kidnapped Patrik and delivered unmistakable evidence to me and my colleagues that our little friend has the formula.
Oh Dimitri could go around our entire defense.
Giovanna Castelli You wouldn't want to laugh now.
For now there are some little moves, that completely change the rules.
Near Passau the phone line was severed.
Your sports car was found along with a toppled telephone pole.
Second decisive shift in the game: A friend of the Pacard family drives a car, that by now has been identified as Ibrahim's vehicle.
Are you this friend? The gravest danger hangs over Patrik.
I don't think so, Mr.
Harvey.
In 14 days the World Food Conference is held in Rome.
And if the public finds out that there's this formula, and that the boy is the only one who has it, whereever it may be, then nothing more will happen to him.
He'll never get to Rome.
- Many roads lead to Rome.
Where do you get your optimism? - No one will find Patrik.
Neither you nor the East nor some political scatterbrain.
This formula belongs to all.
- All? Yes.
You know, the American people have always felt responsible for all of humanity.
- Mr.
Harvey.
The formula gives us the unique opportunity to realize a dream.
Perhaps soon one won't hear of the underdeveloped countries of South America, India, Africa or something, but rather the well-fed, happy people of the Earth.
Don't forget that we still need to find the formula.
Monsieur Dimitri, I fear, has long stood ready to shoot completely freely at the goal.
Where is Patrick? (Music) It can lead to a detached retina.
You say that so calmly? What kind of person are you? At least I'm letting you know.
I wish it wouldn't have happened.
- You accept, that my son has lost his sight, essentially it serves your purposes! That's not true.
I've made an appointment for Patrik to go to an eye specialist in Munich.
I will make the following proposal: We drive away from here, go with Patrik to the eye doctor in Munich and then I'll remove the tattoo.
For that I need equipment.
I can't do anything up here.
- But Patrik is wanted in Munich or rather, wanted all over the world! - That is indeed correct.
And now? There's probably nothing else to be done.
Why do I have to leave? (Peter) I'll explain it to you shortly.
What will this Prince Ali do with the formula? Why aren't you answering my question? - It's simple: For Prince Ali this formula would be the gateway to paradise.
With Professor GunstrÃms discovery, the whole world can become a paradise! Patrik, you have to go to Munich.
Peter will explain everything.
(Peter) How will you take us to Munich? We'll be kidnapped immediately.
(Dimitri) That's true.
Your feet won't get cold, but probably wet.
(Honks) (Music) (Music) I always kept the key in this pocket.
You're absolutely right.
We found it there too.
(Music) Are these really all hotel registrations? - All! Also those from the small boarding houses and private homes? Of course we can't obtain those.
But these 28,257 registrations How many? 28,257! are just impressive evidence of our German efficiency.
So you'll probably not find Dimitri.
- I don't want to any more.
Pardon? - No.
(Football broadcast on radio) Hand me the passenger lists from the past three days.
If I know Dimitri, his client is in Munich by now.
And I'm looking for the clients.
Evening paper! 16-year-old boy kidnapped! Evening paper! 16-year-old boy kidnapped! "Ever since the son of Katrin Pacard, with the first name Patrick, 16 years old, attempted to contact his mother's kidnappers in a Munich hotel the boy has been missing.
" He would have to carry one million dollars in cash with him.
A million? How do you know that? Dimitri takes a million as a matter of principle.
He is superstitious.
It's astonishing, huh? Clever move, to seek out the public.
But how are we now secretly going to the eye doctor? Everyone knows me.
We have to risk it anyway.
- All of the arrangements have been made.
Prince Ali is already waiting for us there.
On Ansbacher Street.
May I? - Yes, of course.
(Football broadcast on radio) Idiot! God, what idiots we are.
Please, would you turn off the radio? Here, have a look.
This flight with a stopover in Rome arrival: yesterday morning.
(Mumbles names to himself) Mr.
Abi Sharif What catches your eye in this passenger list? How should I know these people? Abi Sharif? - Abi Sharif, exactly.
Yes, there's an asterisk by the name, so he's a VIP.
And the little "D" means he's traveling on a diplomatic passport.
And then this 0.
This VIP diplomat is traveling without baggage, and flying with hand luggage only.
A million dollars, I'd say.
And he's not Abi either, but rather Ali, Prince Ali.
I would bet on that.
Damn! Abi Sharif, Abi Sharif, I've read that before Preysing Hotel.
Here: Abi Sharif Departure today! The handover will take place today, in fact, right now! Here it is.
Mr.
Dimitri? - Yes.
So you found the patient? - Of course.
The father is also here.
This is against the agreement.
Only you and the boy.
Under no conditions! Hand him over.
This is for the good of your child.
I'm not scared, Dad.
I have no other choice.
Very well.
Alright, we're coming alone.
I'll wait here.
I'm sorry, Patrik.
But it won't hurt.
Mr.
Pacard! You made a big mistake.
Why didn't you inform us? Where's Patrick? With Dimitri? Come on, talk! - You're my specialists.
Dimitri etched the formula with a laser beam on the sole of his foot.
And may have hurt his eye by doing so.
Here, he's at the eye doctor.
Well, what is this, can you do this? - Of course.
Actually, I'm not supposed to.
To the airport, please.
- Yes.
Mr.
Pacard, I must criticize you, for you've meddled in our game as a referee.
I have some questions for you.
- I do too.
Where is my son? (Harvey) Well, now that's the most important question for us too.
(Hums) Hi.
What's this about? (Music) Giovanna! - Patrik? Where are we? Do you understand? - You're in paradise.
Or rather, in the most beautiful of all gardens, where the sand has not yet engulfed the thriving life.
With this image, you can understand the misfortune of my people.
You've kidnapped us! Careful, don't provoke him.
- How so? It's obvious.
Young friend, you will forgive me for having brought you here.
I hope so.
- But why did you do this? I was going to give Mr.
Dimitri the formula, when he brought me to the eye doctor.
The formula belongs to all, not just you.
- Right! But doesn't a country like ours need the formula? Yes, that too.
Monsieur? Now you tell me something.
Should I give him the formula or not? No, thank you.
If you'll allow me, I'll consider you my guests.
You'll never feel like prisoners.
- Don't tell me, what hospitality is.
I'll explain my conduct.
- How then? Patrik be careful! His Highness cuts out the tongues of people who dissent.
- Watch yourself.
Hold your tongue.
You will die.
- For what reason? I have procured the formula for you.
- Did you really? Where were you at sunset? After you disappointed me, I felt compelled to obtain the formula myself.
It will be difficult to get off my foot.
Do you have special equipment, Mr.
Prince? What equipment do you mean? - As usual, I require 1 million for that.
My service is naturally included.
Yes, you'll die rich, Monsieur Dimitri.
Now for you, Dr.
Castelli.
You have the opportunity to apply your extraordinary abilities as a biochemist.
You'll test out the invention of your teacher, Prof.
Olav GunstrÃm.
You would like that, wouldn't you.
But I don't want to! We respect women in my country.
But they would never protest.
That's really the last straw! - Hold your tongue, Patrik Pacard.
You still have all my sympathy.
(Unintelligible) (Music) Three times a million dollars.
I already understand.
Will my funeral then be funded with this money? Sure, you won't leave my country alive.
But I'm holding to our agreement.
- You can't buy me with money.
I wouldn't want to buy you, Patrik.
You are indeed under my power, but the ways of my people would never permit me, to use extortion.
But I want to go home.
- But of course.
He's definitely whacked out.
- We're in a jam as never before.
Patrik, we must not underestimate Ali.
His strategy is perfect.
And his fanaticism is perilous.
He really wants you, I mean To Ali, I'm a dead man.
But without you, he'll never get the formula.
And without you, Giovanna, he can't do anything with it.
We simply must refuse him.
Aren't you afraid? - Aren't you? (Music) Thank you.
Come on, hold this.
(Girls whispering) (Horseman speaks Arabic) Mr.
Dimitri.
There! That's my father's company.
- So what? Mr.
Dimitri Patrik, I see what you're thinking of.
Come on.
(Music) The guy says that Patrik is doing well, he wouldn't let him lack for anything, but he's unfortunately indispensable.
$12,000 monthly, villa with a swimming pool, two cars, beach house everything.
Now it's your turn.
- Free my son! Mr.
Pacard, accept the offer, only as a ruse.
Patrik is temporarily safe, nothing will happen to him.
For now, the formula is as good as gone for us.
But it's only a question of time.
- Don't bug me about this formula! This is about my son! What will happen to his eye? There are excellent doctors there.
Your employer enjoys the favor of Prince Ali, I think which allows you to do something.
Besides, you'll find his mortal enemy Ibrahim still in custody here.
You could get him from the penalty bench and use him.
What, him? Yes, however Kharkov needs to, how shall I say it, motivate him.
Your siblings in our Lomonossov University are very worried about you.
Therefore I've seen to it that you can resume your studies.
Why? - Because you'll help us.
And how? Your Bakush deserve better press in the West than they've had up to now.
I am neither a slave of the East or the West.
But the West will grant you your freedom.
- Why? Your country needs you.
A trap? Prince Ali has the formula.
Then I'll kill him.
Only, if I enter my country, I'll be a dead man.
- You're not exaggerating? Do you see any possibility to persuade the doctor? I can only ask the doctor, he - Then ask him.
(Patrik) Wow! What does he want from us? In any case, he intends to hold you here.
Only you know how to use the formula.
And me? I have no idea about the formula.
I'm only shuffling around.
- Not for much longer.
Nevertheless, you must stay here.
Ali will surely make your parents the generous offer of living here indefinitely in the desert.
Especially, because your father is a specialist in his area.
Never! They'll never do that! Giovanna, what do you think? (Dimitri) Your parents will come.
- But why should I stay here? You already know too much.
And you'll learn even more.
As for me, Prince Ali will have me publicly beheaded in front of a mosque.
- Wrong, Monsieur Dimitri.
I would hardly grant you the favor of a public execution.
I am particularly anxious that you feel at home here.
Are you satisfied with the service? - Admittedly no one asked me, but everything is okay.
- Perfect.
Thank you.
I have contemplated your future.
And now decided.
Your parents will hear of your whereabouts and be invited to come here.
My offer to your father is very good.
- The next blackmail.
What equipment do you need to extract the formula from my young friend? I've already written everything down on this note.
Good.
Your cooperation is commendable.
And it will perhaps alleviate the agony of your death.
Your generosity overwhelms me, Your Highness.
I'll entrust you to Dr.
Achmed.
I want him to examine you.
(Patrik) Again? Dr.
Castelli, I ask you to be the first to follow me.
Hello.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Have you spoken to your company? - I would be very baffled with you, if you hadn't known that long ago.
- No, really.
In three days I expect an audience with Prince Ali.
Your decision was correct.
Be confident.
Kharkov knows nothing about the transmitter, but he will present you with a yellow motorbike, you can be assured.
Thank you.
Would you like some? Now take some.
Do you understand me? Do you speak English? Parlez vous français? Oh I shall spare my fair feet.
Very well, before you get in trouble.
Help me get out of here! Giovanna, the boy who served me, has surely never eaten oranges or grapes.
He was perhaps afraid I would strike him.
Our guards are also afraid.
Why are they all afraid of Prince Ali? You aren't? - Sure.
I am too.
But why so many guards? Are we so dangerous? No, but important.
For Ali much more important and valuable than the affection of his subjects.
You must know, that many people here have lost their property, because they've sold off their water rights to richer neighbors.
And water is more important here than the vast oil under the desert.
In the heat! This oasis is virtually the private garden of Prince Ali.
Gradually, his family got all of the water rights, grew even richer and eventually took power.
- Giovanna! Dr.
Castelli, we shall meet again.
Please put the sunglasses on, Patrik.
I can't figure him out.
(Exciting music) Yes, yes, it's okay.
My name is Patrik.
Patrik! Shafti.
Nah, thanks, Shafti, forget it.
I've given up smoking.
Do you understand me? We're swapping clothes.
You are me and I am you.
Then I'll rough up your skin and afterwards you can say that I attacked you.
- No.
No.
(Music) Shafti, come on, we'll swap.
They're all whacky here.
Prince Ali really goes to all the trouble, to make our stay here as pleasant as possible.
- You can say that again.
The equipment was delivered earlier today.
Now we should think of something.
Do you see a possibility to get away from here? I would have already gotten away, but I'd wanted to take you both along.
Thanks.
- Three of us will be more difficult, of course.
Mr.
Dimitri, how will you extract the formula? - There are two possibilities.
Either with a laser, which reads the information on your foot, that's the painless solution.
Ah yes.
And the second possibility? That is a bit harsh.
There is a surgical instrument.
With which I remove, as a plane would, a piece of skin from your sole, and ascertain the information.
- That doesn't sound so good.
And hurts.
- I would anesthetize the foot.
Then we should leave here quickly, as long as I can still run.
Indeed.
On that, we raise our glass and drink to the rest of the time, that we spend here.
Wrong.
The amino acid belongs there.
That makes no sense.
- Perhaps it will.
If I leave you alone and you have time to think.
Shafti! (Exciting music) (Exciting music) Oh, you idiot, watch out! - My name is Patrik Pacard.
My father works on the drilling platform.
- Patrik Pacard.
By all accounts! Pierre.
And this is Albert.
Your father is coming soon.
Patrik, you may not stay here.
- You're not safe here right now.
We have to smuggle you out of here.
Our camp in the desert is safe.
Can you also smuggle Giovanna out? - You can quietly address us informally, okay? Jump in the crate.
You must be out of the city, before Ali shuts things down.
The gaps here are wide enough for you to breathe.
It's certainly getting a bit warm.
- Not bad, this escape of yours.
(Music) (Unintelligible) (Music) (Patrik) Are we there? Get out.
That feels good.
- Down, down, down.
Come on, come on.
You're getting fresh clothes.
There's a phone.
- And? And? - My parents! No, it's surely bugged.
- No, it's bugproof.
Here, keep dialing.
Why have you never in your life chosen a good cause? I have, for myself admittedly.
And Ali is against you.
He will kill you.
Not yet.
First he wants to retrieve Patrik.
Aren't you ashamed of yourself? If you rob a man like Professor GunstrÃm and destroy his life? It was already destroyed the moment he came up with the formula.
I've only helped things along.
What did you do previously? I already had a career early on.
In kindergarten I played poker for sweets.
Then in school, I blackmailed the teacher.
And at the university, I wanted to murder the professor.
Was this the impression you had of me, Dr.
Castelli? In my case, I discovered early on that one can make a lot of money through treason.
My study of physics was through and I needed starting capital.
So I made a specialty of stealing secrets and reselling them to the highest bidder.
I quickly became a rich man.
But your life is constantly in danger.
Haven't you ever feared, that a disappointed client of would one day simply take you off the streets? Never, Dr.
Castelli.
Never.
Even an unsatisfied client would like to have new offers.
Aren't you afraid at all? And how.
I'm afraid I would aim at something and not be on target.
You're not safe as long as you're with us.
Ali will be looking for you here.
I'll surely hear something from my father soon.
And then I'll disappear.
Alone? - No, with Giovanna.
Oh, man, you're bonkers.
- Maybe I'm really am whacked out.
Whacked out? Actually, why didn't I cut my foot? Then everyone would have their peace.
(Patrick) He's coming.
- Yes, yes.
Get down.
Is that he? - Yes.
Yes, I think so.
Yes, that's he.
Be careful.
Now and then we secretly put such a box out in the desert.
What's in the box then? Weapons? - No, not really.
Medicines, salt, dry milk, food for the children of the voiceless.
Why "the voiceless"? - Ali cuts out their tongues.
I'll get the letter.
- Not yet! For you? Man, Patrik, are you a popular guy.
Captions: VICOMEDIA 09/2004 translation to English by SmartyBoy
5) (Music) (Narrator) Dimitri's truth serum wiped the formula from Professor GunstrÃm's brain.
But probably the most important scientific knowledge of our time still exists on the sole of Patrik's foot.
All attempts by Giovanna Castelli, to unlock the genius of her teacher using the supercomputer fail.
Without this formula world hunger will never end.
The Pacards are hiding in their alpine cabin until the World Food Conference in Rome.
In Rome, Patrik is to testify that the formula still exists.
- Where is the boy? Mr.
Harvey, how should I know that? Our German players have made a remarkable logical connection to yesterday's strange events.
Oh yes? - Hm.
Do you know little bit about football? I know what a "Swiss lock" is.
A defensive trap.
Perfect! Let's play! Patrik is the star of our team, he has the formula.
Foul play by a certain Ibrahim.
They're all hotheads, but idealists, in this resistance group.
Our sweeper Dimitri: He kidnapped Patrik and delivered unmistakable evidence to me and my colleagues that our little friend has the formula.
Oh Dimitri could go around our entire defense.
Giovanna Castelli You wouldn't want to laugh now.
For now there are some little moves, that completely change the rules.
Near Passau the phone line was severed.
Your sports car was found along with a toppled telephone pole.
Second decisive shift in the game: A friend of the Pacard family drives a car, that by now has been identified as Ibrahim's vehicle.
Are you this friend? The gravest danger hangs over Patrik.
I don't think so, Mr.
Harvey.
In 14 days the World Food Conference is held in Rome.
And if the public finds out that there's this formula, and that the boy is the only one who has it, whereever it may be, then nothing more will happen to him.
He'll never get to Rome.
- Many roads lead to Rome.
Where do you get your optimism? - No one will find Patrik.
Neither you nor the East nor some political scatterbrain.
This formula belongs to all.
- All? Yes.
You know, the American people have always felt responsible for all of humanity.
- Mr.
Harvey.
The formula gives us the unique opportunity to realize a dream.
Perhaps soon one won't hear of the underdeveloped countries of South America, India, Africa or something, but rather the well-fed, happy people of the Earth.
Don't forget that we still need to find the formula.
Monsieur Dimitri, I fear, has long stood ready to shoot completely freely at the goal.
Where is Patrick? (Music) It can lead to a detached retina.
You say that so calmly? What kind of person are you? At least I'm letting you know.
I wish it wouldn't have happened.
- You accept, that my son has lost his sight, essentially it serves your purposes! That's not true.
I've made an appointment for Patrik to go to an eye specialist in Munich.
I will make the following proposal: We drive away from here, go with Patrik to the eye doctor in Munich and then I'll remove the tattoo.
For that I need equipment.
I can't do anything up here.
- But Patrik is wanted in Munich or rather, wanted all over the world! - That is indeed correct.
And now? There's probably nothing else to be done.
Why do I have to leave? (Peter) I'll explain it to you shortly.
What will this Prince Ali do with the formula? Why aren't you answering my question? - It's simple: For Prince Ali this formula would be the gateway to paradise.
With Professor GunstrÃms discovery, the whole world can become a paradise! Patrik, you have to go to Munich.
Peter will explain everything.
(Peter) How will you take us to Munich? We'll be kidnapped immediately.
(Dimitri) That's true.
Your feet won't get cold, but probably wet.
(Honks) (Music) (Music) I always kept the key in this pocket.
You're absolutely right.
We found it there too.
(Music) Are these really all hotel registrations? - All! Also those from the small boarding houses and private homes? Of course we can't obtain those.
But these 28,257 registrations How many? 28,257! are just impressive evidence of our German efficiency.
So you'll probably not find Dimitri.
- I don't want to any more.
Pardon? - No.
(Football broadcast on radio) Hand me the passenger lists from the past three days.
If I know Dimitri, his client is in Munich by now.
And I'm looking for the clients.
Evening paper! 16-year-old boy kidnapped! Evening paper! 16-year-old boy kidnapped! "Ever since the son of Katrin Pacard, with the first name Patrick, 16 years old, attempted to contact his mother's kidnappers in a Munich hotel the boy has been missing.
" He would have to carry one million dollars in cash with him.
A million? How do you know that? Dimitri takes a million as a matter of principle.
He is superstitious.
It's astonishing, huh? Clever move, to seek out the public.
But how are we now secretly going to the eye doctor? Everyone knows me.
We have to risk it anyway.
- All of the arrangements have been made.
Prince Ali is already waiting for us there.
On Ansbacher Street.
May I? - Yes, of course.
(Football broadcast on radio) Idiot! God, what idiots we are.
Please, would you turn off the radio? Here, have a look.
This flight with a stopover in Rome arrival: yesterday morning.
(Mumbles names to himself) Mr.
Abi Sharif What catches your eye in this passenger list? How should I know these people? Abi Sharif? - Abi Sharif, exactly.
Yes, there's an asterisk by the name, so he's a VIP.
And the little "D" means he's traveling on a diplomatic passport.
And then this 0.
This VIP diplomat is traveling without baggage, and flying with hand luggage only.
A million dollars, I'd say.
And he's not Abi either, but rather Ali, Prince Ali.
I would bet on that.
Damn! Abi Sharif, Abi Sharif, I've read that before Preysing Hotel.
Here: Abi Sharif Departure today! The handover will take place today, in fact, right now! Here it is.
Mr.
Dimitri? - Yes.
So you found the patient? - Of course.
The father is also here.
This is against the agreement.
Only you and the boy.
Under no conditions! Hand him over.
This is for the good of your child.
I'm not scared, Dad.
I have no other choice.
Very well.
Alright, we're coming alone.
I'll wait here.
I'm sorry, Patrik.
But it won't hurt.
Mr.
Pacard! You made a big mistake.
Why didn't you inform us? Where's Patrick? With Dimitri? Come on, talk! - You're my specialists.
Dimitri etched the formula with a laser beam on the sole of his foot.
And may have hurt his eye by doing so.
Here, he's at the eye doctor.
Well, what is this, can you do this? - Of course.
Actually, I'm not supposed to.
To the airport, please.
- Yes.
Mr.
Pacard, I must criticize you, for you've meddled in our game as a referee.
I have some questions for you.
- I do too.
Where is my son? (Harvey) Well, now that's the most important question for us too.
(Hums) Hi.
What's this about? (Music) Giovanna! - Patrik? Where are we? Do you understand? - You're in paradise.
Or rather, in the most beautiful of all gardens, where the sand has not yet engulfed the thriving life.
With this image, you can understand the misfortune of my people.
You've kidnapped us! Careful, don't provoke him.
- How so? It's obvious.
Young friend, you will forgive me for having brought you here.
I hope so.
- But why did you do this? I was going to give Mr.
Dimitri the formula, when he brought me to the eye doctor.
The formula belongs to all, not just you.
- Right! But doesn't a country like ours need the formula? Yes, that too.
Monsieur? Now you tell me something.
Should I give him the formula or not? No, thank you.
If you'll allow me, I'll consider you my guests.
You'll never feel like prisoners.
- Don't tell me, what hospitality is.
I'll explain my conduct.
- How then? Patrik be careful! His Highness cuts out the tongues of people who dissent.
- Watch yourself.
Hold your tongue.
You will die.
- For what reason? I have procured the formula for you.
- Did you really? Where were you at sunset? After you disappointed me, I felt compelled to obtain the formula myself.
It will be difficult to get off my foot.
Do you have special equipment, Mr.
Prince? What equipment do you mean? - As usual, I require 1 million for that.
My service is naturally included.
Yes, you'll die rich, Monsieur Dimitri.
Now for you, Dr.
Castelli.
You have the opportunity to apply your extraordinary abilities as a biochemist.
You'll test out the invention of your teacher, Prof.
Olav GunstrÃm.
You would like that, wouldn't you.
But I don't want to! We respect women in my country.
But they would never protest.
That's really the last straw! - Hold your tongue, Patrik Pacard.
You still have all my sympathy.
(Unintelligible) (Music) Three times a million dollars.
I already understand.
Will my funeral then be funded with this money? Sure, you won't leave my country alive.
But I'm holding to our agreement.
- You can't buy me with money.
I wouldn't want to buy you, Patrik.
You are indeed under my power, but the ways of my people would never permit me, to use extortion.
But I want to go home.
- But of course.
He's definitely whacked out.
- We're in a jam as never before.
Patrik, we must not underestimate Ali.
His strategy is perfect.
And his fanaticism is perilous.
He really wants you, I mean To Ali, I'm a dead man.
But without you, he'll never get the formula.
And without you, Giovanna, he can't do anything with it.
We simply must refuse him.
Aren't you afraid? - Aren't you? (Music) Thank you.
Come on, hold this.
(Girls whispering) (Horseman speaks Arabic) Mr.
Dimitri.
There! That's my father's company.
- So what? Mr.
Dimitri Patrik, I see what you're thinking of.
Come on.
(Music) The guy says that Patrik is doing well, he wouldn't let him lack for anything, but he's unfortunately indispensable.
$12,000 monthly, villa with a swimming pool, two cars, beach house everything.
Now it's your turn.
- Free my son! Mr.
Pacard, accept the offer, only as a ruse.
Patrik is temporarily safe, nothing will happen to him.
For now, the formula is as good as gone for us.
But it's only a question of time.
- Don't bug me about this formula! This is about my son! What will happen to his eye? There are excellent doctors there.
Your employer enjoys the favor of Prince Ali, I think which allows you to do something.
Besides, you'll find his mortal enemy Ibrahim still in custody here.
You could get him from the penalty bench and use him.
What, him? Yes, however Kharkov needs to, how shall I say it, motivate him.
Your siblings in our Lomonossov University are very worried about you.
Therefore I've seen to it that you can resume your studies.
Why? - Because you'll help us.
And how? Your Bakush deserve better press in the West than they've had up to now.
I am neither a slave of the East or the West.
But the West will grant you your freedom.
- Why? Your country needs you.
A trap? Prince Ali has the formula.
Then I'll kill him.
Only, if I enter my country, I'll be a dead man.
- You're not exaggerating? Do you see any possibility to persuade the doctor? I can only ask the doctor, he - Then ask him.
(Patrik) Wow! What does he want from us? In any case, he intends to hold you here.
Only you know how to use the formula.
And me? I have no idea about the formula.
I'm only shuffling around.
- Not for much longer.
Nevertheless, you must stay here.
Ali will surely make your parents the generous offer of living here indefinitely in the desert.
Especially, because your father is a specialist in his area.
Never! They'll never do that! Giovanna, what do you think? (Dimitri) Your parents will come.
- But why should I stay here? You already know too much.
And you'll learn even more.
As for me, Prince Ali will have me publicly beheaded in front of a mosque.
- Wrong, Monsieur Dimitri.
I would hardly grant you the favor of a public execution.
I am particularly anxious that you feel at home here.
Are you satisfied with the service? - Admittedly no one asked me, but everything is okay.
- Perfect.
Thank you.
I have contemplated your future.
And now decided.
Your parents will hear of your whereabouts and be invited to come here.
My offer to your father is very good.
- The next blackmail.
What equipment do you need to extract the formula from my young friend? I've already written everything down on this note.
Good.
Your cooperation is commendable.
And it will perhaps alleviate the agony of your death.
Your generosity overwhelms me, Your Highness.
I'll entrust you to Dr.
Achmed.
I want him to examine you.
(Patrik) Again? Dr.
Castelli, I ask you to be the first to follow me.
Hello.
- Hello.
- Hello.
Have you spoken to your company? - I would be very baffled with you, if you hadn't known that long ago.
- No, really.
In three days I expect an audience with Prince Ali.
Your decision was correct.
Be confident.
Kharkov knows nothing about the transmitter, but he will present you with a yellow motorbike, you can be assured.
Thank you.
Would you like some? Now take some.
Do you understand me? Do you speak English? Parlez vous français? Oh I shall spare my fair feet.
Very well, before you get in trouble.
Help me get out of here! Giovanna, the boy who served me, has surely never eaten oranges or grapes.
He was perhaps afraid I would strike him.
Our guards are also afraid.
Why are they all afraid of Prince Ali? You aren't? - Sure.
I am too.
But why so many guards? Are we so dangerous? No, but important.
For Ali much more important and valuable than the affection of his subjects.
You must know, that many people here have lost their property, because they've sold off their water rights to richer neighbors.
And water is more important here than the vast oil under the desert.
In the heat! This oasis is virtually the private garden of Prince Ali.
Gradually, his family got all of the water rights, grew even richer and eventually took power.
- Giovanna! Dr.
Castelli, we shall meet again.
Please put the sunglasses on, Patrik.
I can't figure him out.
(Exciting music) Yes, yes, it's okay.
My name is Patrik.
Patrik! Shafti.
Nah, thanks, Shafti, forget it.
I've given up smoking.
Do you understand me? We're swapping clothes.
You are me and I am you.
Then I'll rough up your skin and afterwards you can say that I attacked you.
- No.
No.
(Music) Shafti, come on, we'll swap.
They're all whacky here.
Prince Ali really goes to all the trouble, to make our stay here as pleasant as possible.
- You can say that again.
The equipment was delivered earlier today.
Now we should think of something.
Do you see a possibility to get away from here? I would have already gotten away, but I'd wanted to take you both along.
Thanks.
- Three of us will be more difficult, of course.
Mr.
Dimitri, how will you extract the formula? - There are two possibilities.
Either with a laser, which reads the information on your foot, that's the painless solution.
Ah yes.
And the second possibility? That is a bit harsh.
There is a surgical instrument.
With which I remove, as a plane would, a piece of skin from your sole, and ascertain the information.
- That doesn't sound so good.
And hurts.
- I would anesthetize the foot.
Then we should leave here quickly, as long as I can still run.
Indeed.
On that, we raise our glass and drink to the rest of the time, that we spend here.
Wrong.
The amino acid belongs there.
That makes no sense.
- Perhaps it will.
If I leave you alone and you have time to think.
Shafti! (Exciting music) (Exciting music) Oh, you idiot, watch out! - My name is Patrik Pacard.
My father works on the drilling platform.
- Patrik Pacard.
By all accounts! Pierre.
And this is Albert.
Your father is coming soon.
Patrik, you may not stay here.
- You're not safe here right now.
We have to smuggle you out of here.
Our camp in the desert is safe.
Can you also smuggle Giovanna out? - You can quietly address us informally, okay? Jump in the crate.
You must be out of the city, before Ali shuts things down.
The gaps here are wide enough for you to breathe.
It's certainly getting a bit warm.
- Not bad, this escape of yours.
(Music) (Unintelligible) (Music) (Patrik) Are we there? Get out.
That feels good.
- Down, down, down.
Come on, come on.
You're getting fresh clothes.
There's a phone.
- And? And? - My parents! No, it's surely bugged.
- No, it's bugproof.
Here, keep dialing.
Why have you never in your life chosen a good cause? I have, for myself admittedly.
And Ali is against you.
He will kill you.
Not yet.
First he wants to retrieve Patrik.
Aren't you ashamed of yourself? If you rob a man like Professor GunstrÃm and destroy his life? It was already destroyed the moment he came up with the formula.
I've only helped things along.
What did you do previously? I already had a career early on.
In kindergarten I played poker for sweets.
Then in school, I blackmailed the teacher.
And at the university, I wanted to murder the professor.
Was this the impression you had of me, Dr.
Castelli? In my case, I discovered early on that one can make a lot of money through treason.
My study of physics was through and I needed starting capital.
So I made a specialty of stealing secrets and reselling them to the highest bidder.
I quickly became a rich man.
But your life is constantly in danger.
Haven't you ever feared, that a disappointed client of would one day simply take you off the streets? Never, Dr.
Castelli.
Never.
Even an unsatisfied client would like to have new offers.
Aren't you afraid at all? And how.
I'm afraid I would aim at something and not be on target.
You're not safe as long as you're with us.
Ali will be looking for you here.
I'll surely hear something from my father soon.
And then I'll disappear.
Alone? - No, with Giovanna.
Oh, man, you're bonkers.
- Maybe I'm really am whacked out.
Whacked out? Actually, why didn't I cut my foot? Then everyone would have their peace.
(Patrick) He's coming.
- Yes, yes.
Get down.
Is that he? - Yes.
Yes, I think so.
Yes, that's he.
Be careful.
Now and then we secretly put such a box out in the desert.
What's in the box then? Weapons? - No, not really.
Medicines, salt, dry milk, food for the children of the voiceless.
Why "the voiceless"? - Ali cuts out their tongues.
I'll get the letter.
- Not yet! For you? Man, Patrik, are you a popular guy.
Captions: VICOMEDIA 09/2004 translation to English by SmartyBoy