All language subtitles for last4

Previously on "Last Light..."

Promise me that you're
gonna find my family.

Okay.

(whimpers)

YARA:
That man who died?

-He was a friend.
-My doctor.

His medicine.
I need to get to a pharmacy.

(screams)

The medicine is ready.

(panting)

(shouts)

-He's been shot.
-(groans)

-ANDY: Laura?
-LAURA: Dad?

I need you to do
something for me.

LAURA:
What is this document about?

"Apocalypse Watch pledges
itself to the preservation

of Mother Earth by any
and all means available."

It's worth a lot more
than 2,000.

You have your access card to the

-service tunnel?
-We're going home.

That man, he's here.

TOBIAS:
Where are we with the daughter?

I'm on the trail.

The contamination is growing.
It could become irreversible.

-(grunting)
-(shouts)

MIKA:
He's hiding something from me.

(cries out, grunts)

-MIKA: He mentioned a bacteria.
-CAMERON: Apparently,

it was devised as a breakthrough
technology for cleaning up

oil spills.

But now it's been weaponized.

CAMERON:
He invented it, Mika.

You should have told me.

-On your knees!
-Down!

(all panting)

ELENA:
Really quiet.

-Come on.
-Okay.

-You take him.
-Can't look back.

I'll take the bag...

(all panting)

(gasps)
Shit. Give me back him. Go.

Sam, come on. Just follow me.

(indistinct whispers)

Get down, get down.

Okay. Come here.

Okay. Just get down, get down.

Sam, get down.

(shaky breathing)

(car doors open)

-M-Mum, what-what-what...
-Hey, let's go. Go, go.

Okay, Sam, just keep going,
keep coming, keep coming.

Just follow me, follow me.

Just keep coming.
That's it, that's it.

Okay, sweetie. You okay? Okay?

Keep walking. That's it.
That's it, that's-that's it.

Keep walking, keep walking.

-Mum, what's that?
-(shushing)

-That noise? Like a motor?
-Yes, Sam?

It's probably just a train.
Their tracks are just below us.

SAM:
Trains aren't running.

Sounds more like a...

a...

Shit!

Shit. We've got to go, Sam.
Sweetheart,

we're-we're gonna crawl
under here.

I'm coming, I'm coming,
just wait for me.

Please take my hand, Sam.
Run, baby, run!

Come on!

Stay there.
Stay, stay, stay, okay?

Okay.

Please work.

Okay.

Come on. Step up, steps.

* *

Okay...

Oh, my God.

Okay,

-I'm not very good
with heights, uh...
-RAF: Come on.

-We have to hurry. Come on.
-Okay.

Okay. Sam, you stand there.
Stand still, stand still.

Okay, it's a ladder,
like at the park, okay?

So, you're gonna follow me down,
slow and steady.

Raf will help you get on, okay?

I'm gonna go first. Right.

Right, right, right.

Okay. Okay.

(heavy breathing)

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

-SAM: Mum...
-I don't think I can do it.

-Oh, God.
-If it gets scary,

just close your eyes.

I need to see
where I'm going, Sam.

You don't have to see.

You know where your feet are.
You know where your hands are.

Just trust.
Just like you taught me.

(panting)

You can do this, Mum.

Yeah, okay.

Okay.

Yeah, I've got it,
I've got it, Sam.

Oh... yeah, I've got it.

I've got it, Sam. Okay.

-Come on.
-Yeah?

ELENA:
Slow and steady.

You got it?

You've got it. Okay, okay. Okay.

Okay.

(panting)

Good boy.

Good boy.

That's it.

Slow. Hold on tight.

Hold on tight.

LAURA:
This looks like
a good place to lay low.

Maybe we can find a boat
to crash in for the night?

-Yeah.
-Yeah?

(sighs)

(grunts)

Okay.

Hmm. Hmm.

-This one?
-Yeah.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

Okay.

That's it. Good,
you're nearly at the bottom.

That's it. You're at the bottom.
Good boy, good boy.

-Come this way.
-RAF: Will they come after us?

With any luck, they'll just
alert the Brits

at the other end,
but, uh, we should move.

Okay.

Step, step, step.
That's it, good boy.

Come on, come on.

Walk... this way, this way.

That's it. I've got you,
I've got you.

Okay.

That's it, good boy, good boy.
Yeah.

How long will it take to cross?

Uh... about...

ten or 12 hours
if we move at a steady pace.

It's about 50 kilometers.

SAM:
If we had
a Formula One doing 350,

we would cross it in about

-eight or nine minutes.
-Yeah?

Good maths.

Shame we don't have
a Formula One.

CAMERON:
The storage facilities.

That's how they made it happen
everywhere at the same time.

The way we figure it, at least.

When the pandemic began,
oil prices cratered.

No one wanted to sell
at a loss, so billions

of gallons were stockpiled in
storage sites around the globe.

In the past few months,
oil prices recovered.

World's back in business.

And all the stockpiled oil
hit the market cheap.

Easier to contaminate
storage facilities than hundreds

-of refineries, I see.
-Yes.

Anything you think
you know about him,

you leave it out here.

So, tell me,

are you our man?

What's that mean?

Are you involved in this?

Why would you think that?

You make me think that, Andy.

Your expertise, for one.
Multiple attacks that left

a trail of bodies,
but you walk away

from them all. Oh, and

Khalil Al-Rashid
just so happens to call

on the man that created
the bacteria

when he finds a problem
with his oil?

Do I have to go on?

When I met with Khalil,

I didn't know
what the problem was.

Once you saw
the lab results, you did.

You knew right then
that this bacteria

was your creation.

Why didn't you tell me?

I wasn't sure
that I could trust you.

I wanted to wait until I knew

-we'd be landing
back in London.
-CAMERON: Well...

here we are.

Look, you don't...

(laughing): you don't seriously
believe I'm involved.

How did Farooq know
where the safe house was?

-I don't know.
-Well, you used my sat phone.

And you monitored the call.

You know that
I didn't call Farooq.

Maybe you had a hidden one,
a-another one.

Come on. I have nothing
to do with this.

-We're on the same side.
-Are we?

Your job gives you the ability
to travel anywhere in the world

in an unassuming
and legitimate manner.

In our business,
we call that cover.

My work is legal

and probably several shades
cleaner than what

you do for a living.

We're wasting time.

If you are not involved,
you know who is.

That much is obvious.

So tell me anything that
makes me believe that

you had nothing to do
with weaponizing the bacteria,

that you were simply doing
a good deed all those years ago.

I was.

That's what it was all about.

What we created.

We?

(phone chimes)

(grunts)

Time for your medication.

-RAF: Come on, let's go.
-Yeah, keep going.

We'll catch up.

(sighs)
Let's take this off
for a minute.

(chuckles)

I miss Dad and Laura.

(sighs)

I know. I know.

I do, too.

Do you?

Of course I do.
What do you mean?

Are you and Dad fighting?

(sighs)

You don't miss a trick, do you?

But you love him?

Of course I love him.
(chuckles)

And we'll always love you.
No matter what.

Hey, just hold this for me,

okay, silly?

That's it. Right there.

That's it.

Shit.

SAM:
Wh-What was that?

The power's out,

my battery's almost dead.

Turn it off, then.
Save the battery.

I don't need it. I can guide us.

Sam, you ca...

Remember when Dad let me drive?

Yeah.

Know why I was so happy?

'Cause you want to be
a racing driver?

Well, it's not just that.

When he put my hands
on the wheel, he trusted me.

I trust you, too.

Okay.

Okay, you can be my eyes, yeah?

Border Force!
Stay where you are!

-Hands up against the wall.
-Baby, it's okay.

-Mum, what's happening?
-It's okay, it's okay.

-Get up against the wall.
-ELENA: It's okay.
-No, no!

-Against the wall.
-You two, keep your hands
where I can see them.

I have to keep hold of him.
He can't see.

-Move it. Move! Move.
-He's blind. He can't see.

-It's okay, Sam, it's okay.
-Keep moving.

Who is "we," Andy?

I developed the bacteria
with a partner.

A friend.

Tobias. Tobias Heller
is his name.

It's him that's behind this.
It's got to be.

Tobias was your best friend?

Yes.

And you worked on this together?

Yes.
(chuckles)

We wanted to change the world.

Make it a better place.

I'm not sure that's where
this thing's heading, Andy.

That's why we parted ways.
Tobias... became radical.

His...

ideas bordering on... dangerous.

I know the type.

Thinks he's smarter than we are.

Well, he is.

The thesis you and Tobias
co-authored in university.

So, you've known
about Tobias all this time?

Since about six hours ago.

So, go arrest him.

MIKA:
The last record on Tobias

date back to 2004.
After that, nothing.

No driver's license,

no bank records, no tax returns.

(sighs)

Tobias sent this to you, right?

He did so to distract you.

Can't you see that he's-he's

wasting your time,
trying to connect me to him?

You are connected to him, Andy.

Andy, it's your name
right there. Right there,

next to his.

Now, I have read this,
and it is...

(sighs)
I mean, it's brilliant.

It's brilliant,
but it's also completely

fucking insane.

And it clearly shows
an ideological bond between you

and Tobias.

You see what is happening
in the world right now.

You and your best friend
wrote that shit out 25...

It was an academic exercise.

We were young.
We-we were being provocative.

We... (scoffs)
we were just kids.

-Mapping out the end
of the world?
-No, the end of oil.

And-and not like this.

This isn't me.
This is, this is Tobias.

So, what are we doing now?
Do I, do I need to lawyer up?

Lawyer up?
(scoffs)

How quaint.

I've invoked the Terrorism Act.

I can hold you without charges
for considerable time.

Weeks.

Weeks?
(chuckles)

Y-You don't have weeks.

You don't have days.

The bacteria is growing
every second.

Listen to me.

I'm not involved in this.
I'm not lying to you.

I didn't suspect Tobias
until Luzrah.

And I get that you
don't trust me,

but you don't have the time
to do anything but trust me.

We're in trouble here,
big trouble.

We've got, like, a day

to figure out how
to turn this around,

or the world
is gonna change forever,

and maybe it'll be
a better place

or maybe a living hell.

No one knows.

But we're about to find out.

So, are you absolutely sure that
you don't want me on your side?

Didn't say that.

Then put me in a lab
where I can get to work.

And, Mika.

I need my phone,

and I need you
to find my family.

(sighs)

-We need him.
-I know. I have a team

of engineers and scientists
assembled, the best.

Get Yeats in with him.

He wants his phone
in case his wife calls,

and he's asked us
to look for her.

I will not be dictated to
by him. That's bullshit.

That's leverage, Cameron.

Ma'am.

You believe him, don't you?

Yes, I do. I also know him.

If we don't give him his phone,
he will refuse to help.

His family are all
that matter to him.

If we find his wife, he behaves.

She's leverage.

I mean, it's-it's
the smart play.

Find her, then.

(indistinct chatter)

(computer chirps)

* *

Oh, shit.

Are you worried?

Not really.

You?

(sighs)
No.

Take off your shirt.

(sighs)

(grunts softly)

-(sighs)
-Yeah. (grunts softly)

Okay.

(grunts)

This place really reminds me

of that cabin me and my mum
stayed in in California.

(chuckles)

That time
you were talking about,

when you got lost in the woods?

-Yeah.
-Mm.

-But I didn't tell you
the whole story.
-Mm?

That my parents
were freaking out,

and the, the park rangers
were searching for me,

the whole town. It was
on the news and everything.

You must've been terrified.

The thing is, I...

wasn't scared at all.

I just remember feeling like...

like everything
was so beautiful,

and I just felt completely calm.

Like, safe.

Like everything in the world
was exactly right.

That was it, then?

The moment you were talking
about, when you found the truth?

Yeah.

That was the moment.

(both moaning)

(indistinct chatter)

DR. GAWANDE:
Dr. Yeats,

allow me to fill you in
on where we are.

(clears throat)

We appear to be dealing
with a bacterial agent.

It is complex and, therefore,
was created with a purpose,

rather than something
that evolved naturally.

MS. ELLIOT:
We identified the strain,
but we're

nowhere near knowing
how to deal with it.

Alcanivorax B.

Yes. Exactly.

-How did you know that?
-ANDY: Because I altered
its genome

to create a super strain
that destroys hydrocarbons.

My theory was that,

if we could accelerate
the replication rate,

it could be a powerful
cleaning agent.

DR. GAWANDE:
Well, its replication

rate is exponential.

DR. WEISS:
Well, all of our tests
have shown that,

as soon as you introduce
the bacteria

to a sample, it's impossible
to stop it from spreading.

As long as there's oil
for the bacteria to consume,

it will continue to grow

until there's nothing left.

Well...

we better get started.

(line ringing)

(phone rings)

Good move calling back.

You fucking shot me.

ASH:
Because you hit me
and then you ran.

Did you forget who you work for?

So, where is she?

OWEN:
You never said
you worked with guns--

or had guns, but I-I don't work
for you anymore.

The deal is off.

ASH: You do. You agreed
to worm your way into her life

for tuition money.

So, tell me where you are
because, if you don't,

I will find you
and I will kill you.

OWEN:
Go fuck yourself.

(phone beeps)

We've been working with the NSA
and Israel's Unit 8200,

using A.I. to scour
through CCTV footage

from the storage facilities.

We got a hit on one
in the Middle East.

The tanker?

The make and model are correct,

but the safety regulations
in the region

require that no vehicle
in the fleet is more than

-seven years old.
-Okay.

Those are the wrong headlights.

That's a 2011 model.
It shouldn't be there.

They used this truck
to contaminate the oil.

It was found abandoned
at Ankara Airport.

Wait, so the driver escaped?

-They could have
flown anywhere.
-Actually, no.

There were only a handful
of outbound flights that day

-due to the pandemic.
-MI6 OFFICER: We pulled
the passenger manifests,

searching for any known

associates of the
Apocalypse Watch group.

Stefan Pesivic. He was arrested

three years ago in Norway during
an Apocalypse Watch action

on an offshore
drilling platform.

MI6 OFFICER:
He was confirmed
on board Air Arabia

flight 1192

bound for Heathrow.

Well, tell me we got
a lead on him.

We do.

SWAT OFFICER (over radio):
We have clear sight.

Team in position.

Stand by.

Target in sight. Get ready.

Eyes on target.

-He's coming out.
-Go, go, go!

(overlapping shouting)

-Fucking hands now!
-Get on your knees.

Hands behind your head.

SWAT OFFICER (over radio):
Target apprehended.

(tires screech)

You're going to prison, Stefan.

First, I'd like
to show you something.

Fuck's sake...

(chuckles)

(overlapping chatter)

SAM:
Mum...

This way, please.

I've got you, I've got you.

(overlapping chatter)

Let him go.

-Uh, no, no, he's-- no, no.
-You need to let him go, ma'am.

-Mum!
-ELENA:
He's my son, he's my son.

-GUARD: You get back in line.
-ELENA: No, he's, he's blind.

He needs to stay with me!
You can't take him!

-We're British citizens!
-GUARD: You don't
have documents.

-You can't take him. Sam!
-This is the procedure, ma'am.

-You need to go in line.
-Sam!

-You can't just take him.
-SAM: Mum! Mum!

-Mum! Mum, help.
-(overlapping shouting)

ELENA:
Sam! Sam!

Mum. Mum.

Can you hear me, Sam?

(overlapping chatter)

ELENA:
Sam? Baby? Sam?

Sam!

(panting)

(crying)

(overlapping chatter)

Go over there. Hi. Name?

(overlapping chatter)

Move, move.

Keep moving. Stay in line.

Stay there. Keep going.

Keep it going.

(phone dialing)

Any chemical additive could
end up reacting with the oil.

We'll end up making it worse.

Well-well, then try compounding
it with normal crude.

(sighs) Normally, yes,
but not in this case.

Yes, but what about if we look
at the anabolic hydrocarbon?

There's got to be something
there we can work with.

We need to engineer a virus.

Specifically targeted
to attack the bacteria.

Let's work on developing
several bacteriophages.

-(phone buzzing, ringing)
-We only need one,
but if we're lucky,

we could get multiple viruses
to co-infect the host.

-(static crackling)
-Elena. Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

Andy, I'm-I'm at
Folkestone Immigration Center.

They've taken Sam.

Elena, I-I-I can't
understand you.

Can you hear me? Andy, I'm at
Folkestone Immigration Center.

-Elena?
-(line clicks)

(sighs)

GUARD:
Move. Let's go.

(overlapping chatter)

Over here, please, and speak
to this officer. Thank you.

Next, please.

Hello. What's your name, please?

El-Elena Yeats.

She called. Elena.
She just called.

I know. I know. We picked it up.
She dialed out,

so MI6 can triangulate on her
phone. In less than one hour,

-I will know
exactly where she is.
-(sighs)

You're not gonna believe this.

What's that?

Well, it's, it's my dad's file.

It's his research
from when he was a student,

but he was working on ways
to clean up oil spills.

It looks like he created
some kind of bacteria

that could clean oil

out of seawater.

Your dad was
an environmentalist?

Maybe, at one time,

but...

what the hell
happened to him then?

Owen, what if this bacteria

is what's contaminating the oil?

-Now, that's mad.
-I know, but...

(sighs)

I think we need to get this
to someone in government.

(sighs)
Like, the news said

there was a task force
or something.

(sighs)

Are you okay?

Yeah, I, uh...

just need to use the men's.

(sighs)

(heavy breathing)

PESIVIC:
Where am I?

What is this place?

Technically,
you're now in what we call

a "human rights blind spot."

You're not registered
as being in the custody

of any police force.

There are no cameras.

No one is watching.

You've simply vanished.

(laughing)

You're trying to scare me?

(scoffs)
I don't know.

Are you scared?

We have you on video
committing industrial espionage.

Some might call that terrorism.

You're going to prison

for life, Stefan.

(speaks foreign language)

I don't have
to tell you anything.

Suit yourself.

Prison is not going
to be negotiable.

What is negotiable is whether
that's here in the U.K.,

or we extradite you to Luzrah,

where, I believe,

punishment for terrorism
is beheading.

I've heard that beheading
is welcome relief

to what precedes it.

Look...

I'm just the tech guy.

I designed

communications framework,

blockchain-based,

all transactions

in crypto.

It's meant to be

untraceable.

Meant to be?

Like I said...

...I designed the system.

THOMPSON:
It took some persuasion,
but Mr. Pesivic

decided cooperation
was the wiser course.

Seems Apocalypse Watch
operations

are compartmentalized.

All operational assignments
are given anonymously,

so you're never quite certain

of the chain of command
above you.

You can't betray the cause,
even if you wanted to.

Yeah, here's the good news.

Pesivic wrote the malware

that hacked into the power grid,

and he designed
their communications.

He gave up an unguarded
IP number.

Unguarded?

We can trace the traffic,

registered users,
which led us to...

This is James Bradford,

although we're quite certain
that's an alias.

No criminal record,
no real record at all.

However, we've developed intel
linking him

to Apocalypse Watch
in a leadership role.

SANJIT:
Dr. Yeats as requested, ma'am.

Dr. Yeats, do you
recognize this man?

That's him.
That's Tobias Heller.

We have his name
as James Bradford.

(scoffs):
No.

No, that's definitely Tobias.

Now, you're certain?

100%.

I have a team ready to hit
the address we pulled

-from that IP location.
-Go.

There's nothing more
for me to do here right now.

The results will take some time.

You can go and get them.

From there,
you'll be driven home.

You will not leave.

I'll have agents outside.

You'll answer every call
from us. You understand?

Yes?

(phone buzzing)

-What the fuck?
-Laura.

Wait, please, no.

Please, before you think...

This is a satellite phone.

-Wh-Why do you have this?
-Laura, I-I-I was just

trying to protect you.
They promised they wouldn't

-hurt you.
-Protect me?

-You-you fucking prick!
-No.

They told me to keep
an eye on you, that's all.

-Who's they?
-I didn't know. Just...

-please.
-Don't touch me.

POLICE OFFICER:
Hello?

LAURA:
Shit.

POLICE OFFICER:
Anybody here?

It's the police.

Hello?

-(Laura panting)
-Hello?

-Oi!
-(pounding on door)

You two. On deck now.

Come on!

What are you doing here?

We're just leaving.

We've had a complaint.
You're trespassing.

No, we-we're stranded.
We need somewhere to stay.

ASH:
There you are, Laura.

Oh, I've been looking for you.

Please, sir, you need

-to stop right there.
-Relax.

-Just stop.
-He's got a gun!

-(screams)
-Oh, my God!

OWEN:
Laura, it's okay, it's okay.

I know him, don't worry.

-LAURA: You know him?
-Hey.

-Please. Go, please.
-Back off.

-ASH: Back off.
-OWEN: Leave her alone,
mate, leave her alone.

Back off.

Let's go.

-Time to go.
-No. No.

-Come here.
-Get your hands off me.

-Time to go.
-Get your hands off me.

Ash, no!

(both grunting)

-(yelps)
-Look at all this, huh?

Is this what you wanted?

Leave her alone!

(grunting)

-Oh, fuck.
-(both groaning)

-(silenced gunshot)
-(groans)

(panting)

(grunting)

(strained groaning)

Hey, hey. Hang in there.
We're gonna get you help.

Okay? Hang in there, hang
in there. Stay with me, man.

Stay with me.
We're gonna get you help.

Okay? Hang in there, hang
in there. Stay with me, man.

Stay with me...

Stay-- Hey. Hey, hey.

Hey.

I know I shouldn't have
done it. I... I'm so sorry.

(crying)

Hey.

(panting)

(beeps)

MIKA:
We have an agent
waiting to take you.

-ANDY: Okay.
-MIKA: You heard Cameron.

Take Elena home and wait there.

I got it.

And, Andy, be careful.

There's not a lot
of trust around here

when it comes to you.
One wrong move,

and they will take you
off the board.

You understand
what I'm saying, right?

Yes.

What's wrong?

I won't be here
when you get back.

What? Where are you going?

I have a family, too.

(sighs)

Goodbye, Andy.

Goodbye, Mika.

(line rings)

No one's answering.

I can't believe Cameron
is letting you do this.

(car horn honking)

My wife Elena Yeats and my son
are in this facility.

He's with me. Now let us in.

(overlapping chatter)

-GUARD: Elena Yeats?
-Yes?

Elena.

Andy?

Andy.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.
(crying)

Where's Sam?

I don't know.
They've taken him somewhere.

Well, let's go get our boy.

(protesters chanting)

-Excuse me.
-PROTESTERS: We want the truth.

We want the truth.
We want the truth.

-We want the truth.
-Stop the lies.

LAURA:
Excuse me,
I need to get through.

I have important information.

And here's my pass, yeah?

I have some very important
documents from Andrew Yeats.

Andrew York?

No, Yeats. Andrew Yeats, my dad.

He's-he's working with the
government on the oil crisis.

I need to speak to someone
on the task force.

Uh, you will want to speak
to Karl Bergmann, then.

He's the one heading up
the task force.

I'll just, uh-- Oh, uh...
Mr. Aarons.

This young woman would need
to see Mr. Bergmann.

You all right, miss?

I'm Laura Yeats.

My dad is Andrew Yeats,
and these are

his research documents.

And whatever's happening
to the oil, it's in here.

I need to get these to someone
who knows what to do with them.

Yes, that would definitely
be Mr. Bergmann.

Why don't you have a seat? I'll
see if I can track him down.

What...

(sighs)

(banging on door)

I'm coming.

-Hello.
-We're looking
for Tobias Heller

or James Bradford.
We need to speak with him.

There is no one here
called that.

Area clear.

Ma'am.

We're just running the FRS
on the city network.

Do we have a match?

(sighs)
Not exactly. We have dozens.

It's like we're
getting hits all over.

It's like he's everywhere.

CAMERON:
Can you bring up their images?

ANALYST:
He must be on TV.

What?

The software can be fooled

by capturing biometrics
that appear on screens.

Video displays...

It's this morning's
press conference.

It's in the evening news
right now.

It's all over the country.

The Mister isn't here.
Has something happened?

-Do you know where he is?
-At work, I assume.

-Is he all right?
-Where's work?

Whitehall.
He's a government scientist.

CAMERON:
Karl Bergmann is Tobias Heller.

He's on the P.M.'s task force.

Hi. You're Laura?