All language subtitles for Two Tigers (2007)

Oh, my God!

What the hell happened?

TWO TIGERS

I hope the apartment meets your
approval. As you'll have seen

on your passport, you are now
Gilda Robbins, from Boston.

You'll be thirty next August.

We've furnished the apartment

as would an ambitious
female manager.

That's your fianc� in the photo.

There's also your
university degree,

music, films and etc.

On the desk you'll find
the business card,

for the company you
came to work for,

Soft Robotics, Ltd.

Your office has also
been set up for real

and the phone numbers are
functional from this moment on.

If anyone calls your
business number,

it will be diverted to one
of numbers in Chicago.

There's a little present for you
in the vase in the corridor.

That's it. You'll report
to me as is arrange.

Enjoy your stay,
miss Robbins.

Very elegant today.

And you are a voyeur.

Basic security measures,

this is first time we're
operating in Asia.

I know how to look
after myself.

My first contract?

We're still negotiating.
-Keep me informed.

Living already?

If I enjoy been in look that,
I'd be audition for reality show.

The victim?

Art Declainy,
a businessman.

We're suspecting him
a money laundering,

but we're never manage
to catch him.

To whom this
apartment belong it?

The all building has
been renovate it.

The boys down in forensic
analyze all the finger prints,

but it's mess.

With all the workmen
come and go out from here.

Well, if the killer is who
I think it is, is no point.

She never leaves
the finger prints.

Well, she must use
the gloves then.

No.

She just doesn't
have finger prints.

She's very professional.

So, why you're here Mack?

Well, a couple of years
ago this little lady

blew away an
important businessman,

who was partner to me on
to investigate the crime.

Delicate matter, a few million
dollars disappeared.

The press is doubt to the tiger.

I said more a chameleon.

She's very good in
camouflage yourself.

Have some identifies for her?
-Yes, we get loads,

but none of them very accurate.

I have been chasing her two years.

That's a long time.

So, hell a lot longer then I spent
chasing any other woman.

A, don't get dress it.

Ej, come over here.

I've got an appointment.
-Oh, not tonight.

We've dinner sent here,
should be watch TV

and hang out together
like an normal couple.

We are not a normal
couple, Michel.

Come on, honey.
Please.

I don't want to share
you with anyone.

Money is not problem,
I told you.

I'm here for you.

Don't you understand?
You become like all the others.

Listen.

I'd love to have you
for myself too.

I also like to be, I don't know,
Mother Teresa,

but it's not always possible
to do what we want, is it?

His name is Aliriza Ashkan.

Lebanese.

45 years old.

His been there
three years now

and has already built up
a small empire.

Never goes out alone.

His always escorted by
professional Malaysian bodyguards.

Spends a lot on security.

Ok, I guess you are
speak English. -Yes.

That was so dumb me.
I got distracted.

It's nothing serious.
I'm some kind in a hurry now.

Well, at least take
my insurance inform.

Don't worry, it's all right.

Just give your driving
license number,

that I'll give to the
car rental company.

I feel bad. Still, how can
I make up to you?

Insurance will take care of that.

You�re foreigner here,
that might you rip you off.

Maybe is best we call the police,
they will take the record and...

No, no, no, I really don't
have time for that now.

Give me a phone number.

Why you not give me yours?

OK.

This is my office number.

What if we out of place by Segu
flowers at your office.

Yhaa, I don't think that would
go down very well.

You have my number.

So, restricting investigation to the States
and to the people with criminal records

we done to about fifteen women.
More or less as the same age

like our suspect and none
of them have finger prints.

Why is that? -As mostly from
accidents or injuries on their hands.

Well, fifteen is not bad.

What if she isn't American

and what if she don't
have criminal record.

We're scrued.
-Right.

Well, I suppose we have got
to stop somewhere.

Are you OK?

I should thank you.

I didn't do much.

I'm Lin.

Gilda. Gilda Robbins.

Hi.

The fantasies where we caught.

So,

what level are you?
-None, really.

You want some.
-Thank you.

I learned a little bit self defense,
but never for competition.

You seems so professional.

I'm a very panacheous woman.
Too panacheous, actually.

As the men attend to
say before leaving.

You move very well too.
-Ah, not really.

You guess what kind of
job I do, haven't you?

Many women stay with the guy
because of money or power.

I don't think that
anything wrong with it.

Listen, the other
day on the terrace...

I thought that I like
to watch, right?

Sort of, yhaa, but I didn't
really mind. I thought it

was quite fun. Perhaps it's
a rivalry between women.

I'm sorry.
I was just curious.

It won't happen again.

They're checking you out.

I recognize that
checking you out.

Do you have a boyfriend?

No, but it's my fault.

These days when they
approach me I lash out.

Let's go?
-Yhaa.

I can get them a part.

Yes?

Who is George Worm?
-I don't know. You tell me.

You'll give him your business card,
he called your office today.

Oh, yhaa, they must be
a guy from collision.

Those business
card are in front.

They should be use only
if absolutely necessarily.

He ran it to the
back up of my car,

then suggest to make
appointment with the police.

I just want to avoid hustles.
-But he left his number

and seem quite persistence.
Call him and find out who he is

and what he wants.

Give me the number.

So,

basically, I'm the off
spring of the fail marriage.

My father was here from
the States on business

and fail, for a
beautiful Asian girl.

My mother, you know,
they were to different.

So, when I was ten,
he left back to the States.

What do you do for living?

It's a real paradox.
I actually work for my father.

You know, his an old now
and settle down in Atlantic city.

Let's say, ....his son,
I 'm as man in Asia.

Do you feel more
American or more Asian?

What would you prefer,
I'll play.

American

or

Asian.

Whatever your answer is
behavior according to him.

You never ask a woman
to disclose her thoughts,

it's up to men to
figure it out. -Then,

you force me to use,
my secret weapon.

I going to threaten
me with it?

It's depend on how afraid
you are after truth.

My mother is Tangier Pams,
so, I only in the pick,

to know everything about you.

If that's your secret
weapon on conquest,

I warn you, you might
be disappointed this time.

An accident?

I don't feel I talking
about it, OK?

Sure.

I love you.

Breakfast.

Good morning.
-Thank you.

You have to work today?

That's a forbidden question,
you know that.

If you love me honey,

that shouldn't be any
forbidden questions

and you can't go
un leaving like this.

Are you ready to leave
your wife for me? -Yes.

Yes, but I need more time.
We have to be patient.

Sure, what's the hurry?
With your wife in lunch

and you can fuck me
whenever you want.

Don't say that, please.
I love you

and I will take care of you.

Get the fuck out of here.

All right, I'm off then.

OK.

Can I call you tonight?

That's OK. I'll be busy,
I will call you.

Something wrong?

No.

Well, how about
tomorrow night?

You know, I get a lot
going right now, George.

Best if I call you.

Right.

See you.

Shit.

How could you
brought him home?

When I saw you guys making laugh,
I realized he wasn't just a client,

that were something
special between the two of you.

Maybe is not special enough
for him to leave his wife,

at least not yet.

What's his excuse?

His wife is a manager in the
company where he works.

Leaving her would involve a whole
serious financial problems,

but he doesn�t face
off to do it.

Better is we ended.

Anyway, enough about Michel.

What about the guy
I saw you with it?

Seems cute.

Yap.

Sweet,

watchful, almost shy,

but I prefer not to
let go any further.

Are you scared
to fall in love?

I don't know.

But anyway, I'm here to work
and I can't get distracted.

Hello. Can you show
me the bathroom, please?

Third floor, to the right.

Thank you.
-You are welcome.

Well, well, well.

Her name is Lisa Railey.

She's originally Hungarian,
lived in Boston for quite a while.

no one hears from
her ten years.

As for the other women,

they just don't qualify
for the other reasons.

Only problem is that
she disappear in to fener.

Any one report her missing?
-No, she has no trace of anything,

no bank accounts, no e-mail address,
no parents, nothing.

Her hands?

Bad accident. She tried to rescue
her best friend from a burning car.

Nothing cold bloody
killer about that.

Let's go!

And she's the one. The Russians
turned in Paris, Madrid, Las Vegas.

We show the photo around they
will all confirm that was her.

She's not even try to hide.
Is she fucking with us?

Either that or she
wants to be stopped?

She always been made
a wise, you know.

So, self destruction
what she's doing.

Yhaa?

What?

Are you sure?

All right.
I own you one.

Another murder.
-What?

A Lebanese crime boss.
No finger prints and

very professional kill.
-It's her.

A victim.
-Where?

What's wrong?

Not feeling too hot.

I have an appointment at home
but I don't wanna be found.

Do you mind if I hang
out with you for a while?

Oh, I'm sorry. You probably
expecting someone.

I don't mean to disturb you.
-Don't worry.

I'm not expecting anyone.

You wanna drink?
-Yhaa, sure.

Come.

And Michel?

I just can't
stand it anymore.

I keep projecting him.

And I know it was terrible.

That makes me feel
even worse.

Love is a little bit like the flu.

It's useless to try to cure it.

You just have to keep warm
and wet until it's over.

Has you ever happen to you?

A flu?
Many times.

Just kidding.

Yes, a long, long time ago.

I feel really
comfortable with you.

I can trust you.
You are a real fighter, you know.

You're so much like me.

No offence.
-No, I'm not offended.

There're people who job is
much worse than yours.

Believe me.

Stop it, Michel.
Go away.

Please, open the door.

I need it a talk to you.
-It's worse like this, it's over.

Darling.

Gilda. I couldn't wait
you get back here.

Hey, what's up?

It's an official request for a legal
separation that Michel sent his wife.

From law office in London.
-That's great.

Michel chosen his dream,
do you realized that?

He's chosen me.

And his wife?
-I don't know.

Apparently she wouldn't
suspected something,

but I give a damn.

Michel also resign from his job.
He's taking me away from here.

I'm very happy for you.

Come over and have dinner
with us tomorrow evening,

so, I can introduce
him to you. -OK.

Dreams do come true, Gilda.
A different life is possible.

His name is Michel Ducroix.

In clost, you'll find
all his details.

His been there a year now
and has a lover.

Dispose of them both.

This is the client explicit request.

I need to talk
to you. Now.

Do you hear me?

What are you doing in the
office at this time of night?

Working over time?
-I wanna know what is all about.

Are you referring
to your a new assignment.

We had a deal, remember?

I accept any kind of assignments,

I'll take business,
drugs, money, politics,

but none crime of passion.

Who said it's about crime of passion?
-Who do you think want a man

and his lover killed
if not the man's wife.

Look, I already
identify the client

and this is against the rules.

I can't do this job.

Listen, Lisa.

Never use that name.

And you never use that
tone with me. Listen,

that's a rule that
prevailed all others.

I accepted this assignment,
so, you can't refuse it.

Good night.

Lisa Riley.

I can tell you almost anything
you wanna know about her.

The only problem is

we don't know which
name she's living under over here.

Why did you come pass
instead you going to police?

We'll put it this way. My client are
interested in the police tips

so, that she can explain
the government things

and I just want some information
from her about some others crimes

and we will handle
straight off you.

How do you know
she's still here?

I believe she hasn't
finished her job yet.

I think she's still around.

You're able to find passenger
list so incoming flights

over a past few months.

The person who sent
you must have told you

we don't like ristorsis.
-That's good.

Because, the first way to do
is check all western women

aged 25-30,
which they arrived her alone,

because believe me,
she was alone, I know her.

All calaboreshium, Mr. Mc William,

will coast you
a lot of money.

Well, that's the least
of my problems.

Lin always talking about you,
sure if you're a guy

I would be jealous.

She told a lot about you as well.
-Oh, nothing to bad I hope.

Oh, no, and the contrary.
-Well, we have our difficult moments

but now finally we can
start a new life together.

Please, excuse me.
-Oh, no. You kidding?

She's such a
beautiful person.

O, yes.

But unfortunately the life give
her a pretty rough deal.

I hope I can make you friends.

You're brave. You're turning
your life upside down for her.

She's give me the
strength to do it.

One more thing I have
to thank it for.

Oh, stop talking about
serious stuff you guys.

Dinner is served.

Nice.

Now, this is nature
Chinese rose liquero

what's ever it called.

This is shato, does been
aged for more than 10 years

by monks in the French Alps

and it's from "diablo".

Delicious.

So, how did your wife react?

Oh, very well, I think.

At first she tried to make
me change my mind

and when she realized that I was
unmovable she accepted it.

You're sure about that Michel?
No woman is every happy,

when the husband leaves her

and especially for
somebody like me.

What do you think?

I must admit I find this
a little bit strange.

It's been over between us for a while,
she knew it as well as I did.

Yhaa, but it's even there
is no more love in it,

there is still humiliation or
the desire for revenge, no?

She's a little bit afraid
of separation,

and to be honest, we're trying
to speed things up.

I have an opponent with the layer
in the London next Wednesday.

Are you going as well?
-No.

It's only for three days there
is no point Lin coming.

But then, I will set
up my things here

and we will hang on together.

My dear friend.

Here is the information
you ask me for.

5 years ago Michel Ducroix
work for New Standard,

a multi nationally manufacturing
electronics components.

It's a rumor that
before he left,

he was responsible for the
disappearance of the 30 mil dollars

from the company's slash found.

It was the perfect crime,

because it was undeclared money,
nobody could report him.

What this has to do
with his wife? A lot.

First of all,

Ducroix hasn't got a wife,

he will have one next Saturday,
when he gets married in London

to Rose Taylor Reed,
an English aristocrat.

The marriage the countess
works is kind of

life insurance for him.

The multinational fags won't
dare touch him now.

The risk is getting the company
into a scandal is too high.

A real son of a bitch,
I would say.

Hi, Gilda.

What's up?

There is something
to hear about Michel.

It's up to you weather you
wanna believe it or not,

but it's only right that
you got to see this.

Michel?
What you mean?

Hey, take it easy. OK?

I looking for Mr. Wang Hua.

So, any news?

We have a fill names, my man,
at what kinder.

Shouldn�t be too long,
before we get to her.

I told I'd call you.

I feel a lot of shit going
down this days, George.

What?

OK, just give me
10 minutes, OK?

So,

do you feel common now?

You know,
my mother use to say,

when we have to
many problems,

the best thing is
to pull out plug.

Your mother had a lot
strong opinions, didn't she?

It's been a lovely day, George.

Thank you.

Although, you kind of
strange today. -Am I?

Well, one day you're the top
mentor who takes me to bed

and then vanish it.

And the next

you're so sweet
and tender.

And it's nothing here to
help me understanding.

Let's play game.

It's because I'm really right

and this is how you want
to remember you? -Yhaa, baby.

I want to remind you,
who I really am.

You're still angry?
I thought is the best if I'll go alone.

What if I change my mind?

Look, Lin. It's too late
to book the flights,

make your passport and all that.
-I thought so. All right,

let's not talk about it.
-Look, darling,

I'm going, getting divorce
and coming straight back.

Trust me.

Nasty intentions.

It wasn't necessary, Michel.

If you want it to fuck me again
for you going back to London,

you could ask me.

Lizy? -You don't need to
tell me all those lies.

Everything is fine.

I offered my throat to you,

like tigers do when
they trust someone.

I knew stubbed. -What the
hell you're talking about.

I know everything Michel.
You just need to give me an address,

where I can sent you
a wedding present.

Did you really believe
that someone like me

could marry with
a whore like you?

But I never lied to you about
one think, I'm crazy about you.

And I'll repeat my offer,

you are my disposal every time
I come back here, OK?

I don't think you ever
leaving this place.

What?

Goodbye my darling.

It's her.

Is got to be her.

As far as US government concern
she doesn't even exist.

We found the tiger.

Two long of bloody years
to chasing that tail.

Can you found out
where she lives?

Yes, but it will take some time.
-Get on to it.

When were you plane
it on telling me?

I can't believing your sneaking
batch to the stage tonight.

Is this what you're usually do?

Fuck a guy and then fuck off?

Don't make it
more difficult, George.

A one way ticket.

Wont you here to run
a comply or something?

They transferred me.

Today I had one last thing
to take care of and then...

You're be leaving without
even say goodbye Chen and employees,

because your office
has no employees.

I call you and the woman answers
me in Chinese from New York

from God knows where.
Imagine, someone gets paid

just to stay near telephone
in the off chance,

which means,

you are important.

George.

Who the fuck are you?
-Sit down.

Gilda.

Gilda.

Who the fuck you're
suppose to kill today?

What was the one
last thing, girlfriend?

You still have to take
out someone else

even after the
Lebanese hurt?

So, you know
from the start, right?

Well, we were only
suspicion about you,

so, we caped you under
surveillance.

You didn't need to sleep with
me to arrest me, bastard.

Arrest you?

You're not a cop?
-Stupid bitch.

Did you really think you
could waltz in our territory

and do what as you fucking like?

Watch out Lin!

You know, my mother use
to say, don't trust strangers

in traffic jams.

You have to leave
this place immediately,

with or without Michel.

His dead.

What?

I killed him.

Oh, shit.

Got to get rid of the body.

The police will be after me.

Your problem is
not the police Lin,

much more dangerous people
will be after you very soon.

Listen to me.

At 6.00 PM, there is a flight
to Nairobi, take it.

From there go to Malindi,
I have a very good friend there,

his name is Collin. He'll help
you to change your identity.

Just say him that
Lisa sent you. Go.

Gilda, what's going on?
-Lin, they're coming, Lin.

Go and do it was
I told you. Now!

I don't give a damn.

We're a been intercepted,
don't you understand?

I have to abort the mission.

Michel Ducroix is not enough.
You have to dispose of his lover too.

That is the deal.
-You know what?

Fuck you and your contract.

She know him?

No. I never seen him before.

We got it here to fucking late.

She was here a few
minutes ago. Damn it.

We must to go.

I'm sorry.
-It's all right.

Yes?
-Mack.

Artie, listen. I don't wanna
know him anymore, OK?

Just want to get in my
plane and get drunk.

Listen man, before you get wasted,
I got to tell you something.

My FBI's friends, identify the corps
in the tiger's apartment,

he was an assassin
from the local mafia.

He probably just sent
an counts for intruder.

Not going to make sense.

Anyway,
I give a shit anymore.

You know, the smell on
her is still in that room,

but my God, it's too late.

I'm finished with this
fucking case. -Wait, wait.

I haven't give you
yet the good news.

Remember that name you gave
me that Gilda Robins girl?

Well, she rented the car
a few days ago. -And?

Well, the car is equipped
with the satellite system.

So, we got the route she took
after she left the apartment.

The car is been park
for the past six hours.

You're a bloody genius.
Where is it?

You used me,
didn't you?

Really?

When we found the
killers car, we going to call you.

Oh, were you really?
-Misunderstand.

No, on contrary Mr. Hua,
I think you understand very well.

You used me to get to her
and when you got the information

you needed, you ask to
meant it nock her off.

Goodbye, Mr. Mc William.
-I bet you sent some order

to finished her right in front me,
didn't you without fun call you made.

He screw me good one,
but you know what?

She screwed you!

Go home, detective. If you
want avoided trouble.

Who the fuck you're asshole?

Go fuck yourself.

Miss. Railey?

Miss. Railey?

NO!

Here I'm, girls.

What are those?

They're my own creation.

They called

two tigers.

Thank you.
-Thank you.

What's in it?

That is my secret.

His a good man.

He told me everything I know
and dance some.

By the way

there is still something
I don't get.

If Michel's murder was commissioned
by the multinational

why would they want it
do way with me too.

By getting a ride off
you as well.

Also suspicion would to
fall on his fianc�e.

He was just smoking their eyes.

If I hadn't been your friend,

you were killed me.

To tell you the truth, I was
attempted to do it anyway.

Why you won�t manage it?

Oh, really?

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