All language subtitles for FBI International S02E09 Wheelman

Where's Charles?

My father sent me.

That's a shame.

I only do business
with Charles.

What's a shame
is wasting my time.

What's a shame is men
of a certain age

who look down their noses
at me because I'm a woman.

What's a shame is that
my father is not going to be

around much longer,
and you just burned a bridge

with the woman
who'll be taking over

his entire fencing operation.

Charles did not tell me.

My father's money will spend
just the same

whether you accept it
from me or from him.

Forgive me.

I don't care if
you're a man, woman,

or anything else you may be.

I trust Charles only.

Then good luck
unloading your merchandise

anywhere in Europe.

Wait!

Wait!

I--I was just--

You want the money, my father
wants what you stole.

It's as simple as that.

Fine.

I've got it.
I've got the painting.

Move in. Move in!

Daniel LeDee,
you're under arrest

for possession of stolen art.

And Charles Rainier,
your fence,

he doesn't have a daughter.

Maybe you should have
checked that before you

sat down with me.

I must be going soft.

You're Europol?

FO Megan Garretson

Well, I have some information
that might be useful to you,

Officer Garretson.

And what would that be?

I know a much
bigger heist that'll

take place in 72 hours.

I've been in Budapest

three years
and never done that.

You didn't have the right
man to take you so high.

Uh-huh.

Have you ridden it before?

Uh...

That's what I thought.

How many girls have you
taken on that ride?

Mm.

None as beautiful
and intelligent as you.

Okay.
That was pretty good.

You keep this up, I'm gonna
fall in love with you.

Ah, man.

We caught a case.

This what
you were talking about?

How the job's always
gonna come first?

Unfortunately.

I'll make it up to you.

I will let you do that.

Sorry I'm the last one in.

I was, uh--
- Hot date.

- Actually...
- You owe me 20.

The over-under on you and Maya
was three months, you covered.

In my defense,
you haven't made it

past week three
with anyone, so.

I've never been more excited
to change the subject.

What do we got?

Smitty?

Europol spent a year investigating

an American art thief
named Daniel LeDee.

He stole a Degas worth
over 2 million euros

from a Dutch museum
this summer.

I was brought in yesterday
to be his fence's daughter.

Success?

- In spades.
- Nice.

Here's where it gets
even better.

Everyone heard of the
name Michael Semien?

Yeah.

He's been on the FBI'S
radar for a decade.

Pulled the Los Angeles Crown
bank heist in 2012.

Three security guards killed,
plus a customer.

2 million in cash stolen
and resurfaced

for the JFK customs depot
heist in '17.

He killed a couple
of NYPD officers, right?

And a customs agent.

Got away with tens of millions
in foreign currency.

After that,
disappeared without a trace.

A lot of rumors,
he's still in Europe.

No charges were
filed in the U.S.

because we didn't have
enough evidence to tie Semien

to the robberies,
but we suspect

he pulled the trigger
on these bodies.

The bureau would love
to lock him up.

Right, well,
my pal LeDee wants

to trade information on Semien
for a lighter sentence.

He says your man is in Budapest

right now
planning a major heist.

Incredible.

Apparently, he needs
a getaway driver last minute.

LeDee was supposed
to arrange the match.

This is our chance
to have a man on the inside.

You.

I looked up your history.

You set the record on the
precision obstacle course

at Quantico.

You never told us that.

I've got layers upon layers.

And just when I think
I know everything.

Semien puts together teams
from all over the world,

and LeDee is
willing to introduce you

as a trusted wheelman...

If we wipe his record clean.

I've cleared it with my bosses.

I'm in.

Let us know how we can help.

Hey, where are you?

Legat office,
Warsaw, Poland.

What?

I'm not sure why
I'm getting my chain jerked

for three weeks in a row,
but my eyes are wide open now.

What'd they have you doing?

Paperwork, receipts,
tax records,

corporate security filings.

That's for analysts.

Which is why I'm starting
to get pissed.

Dandridge is behind this.

You're kidding.
You do not report to him.

I saw his name
on the travel recs.

Apparently, he's got enough
juice in Washington

to move me around like a nomad.

You know me, I'm a team player,
but this has hit bizarro-ville.

- What's he up to?
- No idea.

It's like I'm being punished,
and I don't know why.

I'll fish around.

Speak of the devil,
Dandridge just showed up here.

All right, any insight you
can give me will be welcome.

Just be careful.

I'll handle it
with discretion.

You take care of yourself.

Keeping my head down.

What's this?

Europol-led mission
to bring down a burglary ring,

featuring Daniel LeDee
and Michael Semien.

Europol-led?

Yes, sir.

Okay.

Good, good, good.

I have a question.

Shoot.

Why is our fly team
commander in Warsaw

doing paperwork when we have
actual field assignments

that pop up at a moment's
notice like this?

Forrester is exactly
where he's supposed to be.

I want you and FO Garretson

to keep me apprised
of the mission.

Detailed reports in real time.

What's with the oversight
from Dandridge?

Not sure yet.

Okay, LeDee needs to
introduce the driver at 2200.

I've gotta brief you
on everything we know.

Lead the way.

I don't like that
we gotta trust LeDee

to vouch for Raines.

LeDee has no choice.
We have him over a barrel.

Unless he's working
some kind of angle.

It'd be stupid to lie.

He'd be adding years
to his sentence.

Not if he's playing possum,
buying enough time

to plan an escape.

Is Raines a good enough UC?

There hasn't
been a mission yet

where he hasn't overdelivered.

Listen, can we
move in on Semien

as soon as we spot him,

or do we need to catch him
in the act?

If we want charges
to stick,

catching him
with the stolen merchandise

will ensure a conviction.

If it's down to conspiracy,
five years at best,

or Semien makes a deal
and walks.

So Raines needs
to take this all the way.

That would be best, yeah.

I'm up to speed
on all things Michael Semien.

The man knows what
he's talking about.

I think he can pull this off.

I know I can.

What kind of tires
on a late model Audi A8?

Pirelli P-Zero 295s.

Who knocked off the Dunbar
armored car service in 1997?

Allen Pace, Eugene Hill.

Mm-hmm.
How much did they steal?

19 mil.

Who was the driver

in the Northern Bank robbery
in Belfast?

Unknown.

But it was Charlie Darcy.

Is that a joke?

Improvising.

Don't worry about me.

I can handle whatever
these clowns throw at me.

Yeah, it's that confidence
I worry about.

You won't feel it
if they make you.

They won't.

You don't have to take it
all the way to the heist.

Hey, you can pull the ripcord
if things go south

and we can move in and arrest
Semien at any point.

You heard Smitty.

Not if we want him sticking
to serious jail time.

Vo, look at me.

I got this.

Raines.

It's time.

Michael Semien is
shrewd, distrustful,

cynical, and brilliant.

The only reason he'll let you
inside is my endorsement,

and he'll do that reluctantly.

Every moment, every interaction
you have with him

will be a test.
- I'm ready.

I hope you are, because if
you fail, you'll kill us both.

LeDee.

Semien.

Who is this?

Andre Westcott, American.

I worked the Philadelphia
and Milan job

with Andre behind the wheel.

Best driver
currently in Europe.

What you drive in Milan?

BMW X5 M-class.

Oh. SUV.

We had four guys
plus me and one exit.

With Beemers so popular in
Italy, I figured we blend in.

Is that Michael Semien?

Affirmative.

Come on, Raines.

Draw him in.

What would you propose
for a five man heist,

average weight, guys each
carrying packs over 80 pounds?

In Budapest?

Hypothetically.

Volkswagens are
popular in Hungary.

Maybe, like, a 2020 Atlas
Cross Sport, slate gray.

All season tires,
but pressed down to 20 PSI

in case we gotta hug the turns.

Packs go in the back,
strap five guys inside.

Biggest guys in the second row.

Okay.

Let's see what skills you got.

Break into that sedan.

- The Audi?
- Yeah.

Nah, man,
I'd never steal that car.

Audi sedans have electronic
key systems with RFID blockers

to keep thieves
from cloning them.

They also have
anti-theft software

in the driving system,
and satellite chips

to proactively draw police.

No thief worth his salt
would steal this car.

If you want to swipe something,

swipe the BMW.

Okay.

Now?

Now.

Here we go.

All right. Let's go.

Well, Mr. Westcott, let's see
what kind of driver you are.

He's in a Black BMW,
three passengers,

heading north
on Nemzeti Lovardo.

You failed.

Or LeDee's been had and you're
not who you say you are.

Get out of the car.

Don't you ever
call me a liar again.

Ryan, mate, are you okay?

- Aces.
- Ah.

Nice work.

That's all all right then?

Class performance.

Vo, kill it.

This is Ryan Lykes
with Europol.

You should quit
and head to Hollywood.

Don't give him any ideas.

Now it's Raines' turn
in the spotlight.

Where you from, Westcott?

Oh, Pittsburgh originally.

Cops like that one
where I come from,

their badges were just an
excuse for mayhem and murder.

You know what I'm saying?

If a cop gets in my way,
I let that bastard--

Yeah, well, it was stupid.

Now the police in Hungary
are gonna be on high alert.

I did what I had to do.

Or the three of us
would be sitting

in a Budapest jail right now.

Good thing the job
isn't in Budapest.

Raines, you okay?

For the time being.

Listen, the job's
not in Budapest.

What? Where is it?

Belgium.
Antwerp, specifically.

Look, I don't have time
for a full briefing.

I have to board a private plane

with Semien and LeDee
right now.

Yeah, of course.

We'll get to Antwerp
and tag in local police.

Good.

And Raines, this man has
five bodies to his name

that we know of.

You take care of yourself,
you hear me?

Always.

Antwerp?

What he said.

The Diamond District there
is one of the most famous

market places in the world.

Billion dollars in stones
within a three-block radius.

From what we can gather,
Semien likes to hire

international crews
for these jobs.

Typically groups of four

who work specifically
for that caper

then split and never see
each other again.

So Raines won't be
the only new player?

We hope.

Update?

Uh, yes.

Raines is embedded in
Semien's robbery crew.

The job is in Antwerp,
which is where we're headed,

so we can coordinate
with local police on scene.

And Europol.

I don't know if
this is a good idea.

Too much exposure
for the fly team.

Raines can coordinate with
our legat in Brussels.

That'll free you and Vo up
for work closer to home.

Respectfully, SAC Dandridge,
we're not going to do that.

FBI protocol is for
an undercover agent

to personally choose their
handler for an operation.

Special Agent Raines designated
me before he went under,

and I'm including
Special Agent Vo as my second,

also according to protocol.

I'm gonna have to insist
I get daily 302s emailed

directly to me,
and keep your phone

within reach at all times.

Of course.

FO Garretson.

Welcome to Antwerp.
I'm Nicolas Wesmael.

It's great to meet you,
and thank you for letting us

crash your office,
short notice.

We're here to accommodate.

We've dedicated
all of our resources

to assisting you on this case.

Excellent.

84% of the world's diamonds
pass through Antwerp.

There are over 400 jewelry
exchanges, cutters, polishers,

and retailers in the city.

An address would be
most helpful.

We have a man on the inside.

We'll hand over
that information

as soon as we have it.

Scott, how are you?

Stuck in Warsaw.

I'm trying to wrap this up

so I can join you guys
in Antwerp.

What are they telling you?

Well, I went around
Dandridge to see

if someone in Washington
or New York

could shed some light on what's
happening with sidelining me,

but radio silence so far.

He's giving us
a short leash, Dandridge.

Okay, everything
by the book then.

Do not give him an excuse
to further action.

How's Raines?
- Not sure.

We're still waiting
on his next check-in.

When?

A couple hours ago.

Okay.

Crew for this job.

Ambroz is "Currents,"
electrician.

Pedersen is "Genius,"
our technology master.

Vesperov is "Monster," or--

The man with the firepower!

Right.

Westcott is "Speedy,"
our driver.

LeDee is "Locks," which needs
no further explanation.

And I'm "Mastermind,"
which means you listen to me

and you do exactly what I say,

and we will pull off a score

that will change your lives
and bank accounts forever.

Understand?

Good.

We're gonna rob the vault
of a diamond exchange

in downtown Antwerp
in two days.

Let's get to it.

Okay, this will do nicely.

Now, I've been visiting
this exchange as a merchant

for over a year.

Making you
a regular fixture there.

Right, which kept me unnoticed

as I planted pinhole cameras
here, here, and here,

where I was able to steal codes
from merchants

who had access
to restricted areas.

Now, I have been patiently
waiting for a worthwhile score

to pay for all this time,
energy, and effort.

A week ago, it arrived.

200 million in uncut stones

will be left overnight
in Delta Vault.

Here in two days.

Did you say 200 million?

He did.

I was able to buy
the building's floor plans.

The four of us
are gonna access the vault

through the lobby here
into the basement here,

and we will gain access
to the Delta Vault

to the sub-basement here,

which I've recreated...

to the last detail.

We will know exactly
what each of us are doing,

because we will
have practiced it again

and again the next 48 hours.

Understood?

Afterwards, we take
the service elevator

to the underground garage
where Speedy

will be waiting
in a Citroen C5.

He will drive us to Ghent,

where we will
divide the spoils,

going on our merry ways,

never to see each other again.

Does that sound acceptable
to everyone?

What's the address?

It wasn't on the blueprints.

I need to know the roads,
the alleys leading

into and out of the place.

Are there any one-way streets?

Is the river nearby?

You'll know it
when I want you to know it.

Quick question.

If the four of us are doing all
the work, taking all the risk.

Do we get a larger cut
than Speedy,

who'll just be waiting outside?
- All the risk?

Man, you ever been on a job
when the alarms went off

and 50 cops came out of nowhere
with sirens roaring

and bubble lights flashing?

'Cause if you had, you'd know
exactly what I'm worth.

He's gonna get his share,

and you're gonna get
your share.

I don't wanna hear
another word.

Understood?

Yeah.

Okay.

Let's get to work.

Hey, it's me.

Okay, here's the deal.

It's a crew of five,
including me.

Ambroz is the electrician.

Fabrizio Ambroz
out of Prague.

Twice busted on aiding and
abetting a counterfeit ring.

Did two years
in Pankrac prison.

Norwegian guy named
Pedersen is the techie.

Viggo Pedersen from Narvik,

caught hacking along
with identity theft

in 18 countries across Europe.

We thought he was dead.

Apparently not.

Vesperov is Monster,

which means he's the enforcer.

Pavel Vesperov,
skated five homicide charges

over a nine-year period.

Key witnesses either
had second thoughts

about testifying
or disappeared.

That leaves LeDee on locks,
Semien as mastermind,

and I'm the wheelman.

These are nasty,
dangerous guys, Raines.

If you get any itch
they're on to you,

I want you out of there immediately.

Do you understand?

I feel you.

- You got an address?
- Not yet.

Could be any of
hundreds of buildings.

Okay. Stay safe.

You know it.

Everybody up. Now!

I have a contact with the
Belgian Federal Police.

He just told me
I have a mole problem.

You better hope
you're not looking at me.

My contact doesn't know who
on my team has been talking.

It says Europol has
moved the task force

to Antwerp to monitor us.

Yeah, well, I'm not a narc.

I'm not a mole.

And I'm damn sure getting
tired of the accusations.

I only took this job
'cause I owed LeDee a favor.

You saw him kill
that cop in Budapest.

Did I?

Pedersen.

A cop died in Hungary,

that news would make
the papers, wouldn't it?

It would.

Well, someone's
been squawking.

Well, your contact was wrong.

- I'm out.
- What?

Should never have
taken this job.

Too short notice.

Too unprofessional.
Too many amateurs.

Now we got heat on us
even before we started.

You used to be a legend,
but maybe you're slipping.

Or maybe you're the mole.

Screw this!

Screw you.

I just got a weird call.

From?

A friend of mine
at headquarters

who had some insider
information for us.

He says Dandridge
has been in contact

with the deputy commissioner
regarding the fly team.

Any specifics?

No, just that
he felt like something big

was going on
and he wanted my take on it,

I said this was the first
I heard of anything.

I get a bad feeling
from Dandridge.

And the fact that
Forrester isn't here...

I told Chuck to call me back
if he had any more information.

Until then, we just keep our
heads down and do the work.

No, no, no, no.

You drill before the alarm
is cut, it's game over.

How am I to know
the alarm is cut?

It's timed out, you blázen.

- Blázen?
- That's right.

Oh, hey, hey, hey, calm down!

Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Maybe Pedersen was right.

Maybe we should call this off.
- I've invested a year.

With all that's
been happening--

Listen, the stones are gonna
be in the vault tomorrow, okay?

Everything that I worked for,
it has to be now.

This is it for me.

I'm not gonna get
another chance.

We're out a tech guy.

I'll be your tech guy.

You're the driver.

Those are twin computers
running Infinity Fabric

to create Greyson processors.

Each with a four-core grouping
inside a threadripper

with a 2 die base.

You've also got surveillance
AI running CC algorithms

to deprogram the alarms,
plus provide response time

in case of a system alert.

So yeah, I could park
the getaway SUV in the garage

while I also run the tech
for you inside the vault.

And I'm gonna need
another 10% when I do.

Okay.

Let's drill until we get
the entire burglary

in under two minutes.

- The hell were you doing?
- What?

Trying to push Semien
into calling this off.

It's too dangerous.

For who? For you?

For all of us.

I have to catch him
in the act.

Or else your immunity
deal's off.

You can spend the rest
of your life in jail.

That what you want?

Get your head on straight!

You pull anything
like that again

and I'll walk you
into Ghent prison myself.

Okay, it's time.

You still haven't
given me an address.

The car you requested
will be parked

within 200 feet
of the back door.

That's all you need to know.

Just got a text from Raines.

He said he still doesn't
know the address,

but he dropped a pin
on his current location.

Said they built
a replica vault there.

Can identify the vault
from the replica,

maybe we can cross-reference it
with photos and blueprints

of all the jewelry exchanges
and come up with an address.

Are you gonna
notify Dandridge?

We'll catch him up later.

Not gonna say
I don't love that.

You speak English?

Do you have any floors
under renovation here?

Eighth floor is currently
under construction.

Over here.

Start taking pictures,

and we need every analyst
at Europol and the bureau

poring over blueprints,
images on the web,

delivery orders,
so that we can find out

where the corresponding
real vault actually is located.

You said you're with Europol?

- Yes.
- Come quickly.

I went to throw away my bap,
and, uh,

I noticed all
the flies buzzing.

Here.

Body identified as Viggo
Pedersen, tech specialist.

Which means Raines probably

took his place
inside the vault.

We've got a match.

Address is 217 De Meers.

They just called in
a power outage.

What the hell
are you doing, man?

LeDee was working
with Europol

since he brought you in.

Freeze!

Down on the ground. Now.

Do it.

Are you okay?

LeDee is dead in the vault.

We discovered them all
in our department.

A junior officer named
Nicolas Van Hove.

He was bribed by Semien
months ago

and was to alert the thief if
his name came up on our radar.

All Van Hove knew was that
LeDee cut a deal with Europol.

Their plan was to leave you
and LeDee in the vault,

which would preoccupy
the police

while Semien got away.

What happens to the
junior officer, Van Hove?

Zero tolerance.

He will go to jail,
I assure you.

Hey.
Catch you at a bad time?

No. Yeah.

I mean,
we're starting to get busy.

I just wanted
to hear your voice.

Yeah, you haven't called
in a few days.

Believe me when I tell you
I would have if I could have.

Okay.

- Maya--
- No, it's--

you warned me
this was gonna happen,

and I told myself
I'd be okay with it.

Are you?

I'm trying.

Look, I gotta go.

You want to come by
when you get back?

I do.

Tonight.

I'll see you then.

Look who didn't
forget about us.

Kidding me? Never.

I used every connection
that I had,

mainly Katrin Jaeger,

to monitor the mission
along the way.

How is Jaeger?

Oh, she's great. And Raines?

Sounds like you handled

everything thrown at you
like a true professional.

There were some moments when
my heart was beating fast,

not gonna lie.

I bet.

Okay. Well done, everyone.

I will catch up
with you in a second.

You wanted to see me.

I did.

For the last three weeks,

I have been running
around Europe doing busy work,

analyst work,
while the team that I run

has been busting their asses,

putting their lives
in harm's way,

and you got me
in a basement in Warsaw

with my hands tied
behind my back.

I had a chance
to observe the fly team,

the team you run
as you just reminded me.

They are sloppy, undisciplined,
and take unnecessary risks.

They barely kept me apprised
of their mission.

In fact, I would say they
deliberately went out

of their way to
keep me in the dark

about what went on in Antwerp.

I had to get the details
through Europol.

Two people died there due to
your special agents' actions.

And I don't blame Raines
or Kellett or Vo,

I blame you, their leader.

So I'm here to let you know

I spoke to the deputy
commissioner in D.C.

You're being transferred to
the admin division in Alabama.

What?

You've got two weeks
to wrap up here,

and then you're gone.