All language subtitles for Blindspot S01E01

(car horns honking,
siren wailing)

Do you know
whose bag this is?

No clue.

Ma'am, do you know
whose bag this is?

Excuse me,
is this yours?

(loud breathing)

♪♪

(man)
No signs of radiation.

(labored breathing)

Commencing
manual inspection.

Nothing anomalous
on the exterior.

Okay, I'm gonna
feel for wires,

see what we're
dealing with here.

(rustling)

Aah!

There's something in there!

(panting)

♪♪

Turn around!

On your knees!

Hands on your head!

Turn around!
On your knees!

Hands on your head!

Are you guys
seeing this?

♪♪

(man)
Approaching suspect's
residence.

(man 2)
Be advised,
known suspect is armed.

(soul music playing loudly)

♪ We'll make a way ♪

(sobbing)

(music continues)

♪ Let me tell you
the reason why ♪

(man)
Stop it! You hear?
What's all that crying?

Now, you shut up!

All right?
I need quiet!

I told you I want you
to behave.

(woman whimpering)

(whispering)
Single tango, he's pacing.

Three hostages.

(whispering)
What's that, a cat or a dog?

It's a baby.

(baby crying)

Can't think!
Shh.
Quiet, baby.

Don't let that baby
cry in here, you understand?

Get up against
the wall, I said!

Let's move now.
Wait, wait, wait.

I don't like our odds
on those stairs.

This could go
sideways real quick.

(woman whimpering)

(baby crying)

How many door charges
you got?

Take 'em out.

I just need quiet!

(high-pitched ringing)

(groans)

(baby continues crying)

(whimpering)

(woman screaming)

Help me!
Somebody help!

(crashing)

(man groaning)

Come on. Come on.

Turn over.
Unh!

Turn over!

Unh! I think
my leg broke!

Shut up... or I'll break
more than your leg.

(handcuffs clicking)

(sirens wailing)

(baby babbling)

(helicopter rotors whirring)

♪♪

Agent Weller, we've
had a critical incident

in Times Square-- you're
needed in New York right away.

Let's go.

She's still pretty out of it,
almost certainly drugged.

Bruising and restraint marks
on her wrists and ankles.

Dr. Mayfair.
Dr. Borden.

This is Supervisory
Special Agent Kurt Weller.

Oh, you're...
Wow.

(Dr. Mayfair)
What have you got?

Um, we got the
tox screen back.

And you are not gonna
believe this.

Are you familiar with
the PKM-zeta inhibitor

commonly known as "ZIP"?

Doctor, you and I have
very different ideas

of what "commonly" means.

Zeta Interacting Protein.
It's an experimental drug

being tested with
PTSD sufferers--

rape victims, soldiers
who've seen combat.

Used sparingly, it can
erase selective memories.

And you found traces
in our girl.

No. Not traces.

Her whole system
is flooded with it.

I-- I've never seen
anything like it before.

It's created a chemically
induced state

of permanent amnesia.

She can't remember who she is,
where she came from, nothing,

before she crawled out of
that bag in Times Square.

So, what does this
got to do with me?

(Dr. Mayfair)
Do you recognize her?

No.

I've never seen that woman
before in my life.

(knocking)

Then why is your name
tattooed on her back?

♪♪

(Weller)
Who is Jane Doe?

And why was she dropped in
in Times Square for us to find?

And why the hell is my name
tattooed on her back?

All right, Reed, Zapata,
you're on my case histories.

Now, you find out if anyone
that I've put away

got out of prison recently.

I don't recall
any similar M.O.s,

but I could be missing
something.

As for this Jane Doe,

let's try and squeeze some
blood out of that stone.

Her narrative memory
has been obliterated,

but her procedural memory
still seems to be intact.

So, she can walk, talk,
understand the world.

Yeah, conceptually,
it all seems to be there,

but the specifics
are cloudy.

For instance,
she knows what music is

but doesn't remember
The Beatles.

And she'll never
get her memory back?

Honestly, we have never
had a case like this before.

And when I say "we",
I mean the entirety

of medical science.

So, it's possible that
something familiar

could trigger a memory,

but there is no way
to know for sure.

(Weller)
This woman did not just
come out of thin air,

but I don't think
that someone

carried that duffel bag
into Times Square.

If it were me,
I'd have done it in a van.

Side door, quick drop.

Zapata, get all of
Times Square CCTV footage,

find out how she got there.

Patterson.

I want Jane Doe printed,
photographed, scanned

into every missing persons

and social media
database out there.

Run her DNA
through CODIS.

And I know it's not gonna
give us anything quickly,

do a full
genealogy study.

Cross every "T",
dot every "I".

We do it all.

Does that hurt?

Yes, they're-- they're
all a little sore.

Your tattoos?

I'm gonna need
to image them.

All of them?

♪♪

It won't surprise you
that 78% of the cameras

in Times Square are either
out of commission,

out of position,
or out of focus.

I managed to pull
this though.

Van, side door.

Do you ever get tired
of being right?

No.

You get the plates?

No, but I followed it
through the CCTV grid.

It enters this camera's
dead zone across town

and never comes out.

(man)
State your name
for the record.

I don't remember.

Who is the current
president of the United States?

I-- I don't know.

What is your
mother's name?

(Patterson)
All of her tattoos
are brand-new-- all of them.

(Dr. Mayfair)
What? How new?

Judging by the healing,
no more than a few weeks.

Her entire body was
tattooed all at once?

And why would they do that?

It's a treasure map.

Come again?

Look at it.

There's no "X"
that marks the spot.

There's hidden letters,
random numbers,

map pieces without
context or names.

It's a puzzle.

And the first piece
couldn't be clearer.

Have you ever directly
or indirectly

been involved with or assisted
a terrorist organization?

How many more of
these are there?

Try to limit your answers
to "yes" or "no."

It's the same
answer every time.

I don't know.

I don't know
what's going on,

I don't know what's
happening to me,

and I don't know
how else to tell you that.

Hold on. Wait a second.
Miss?

Miss what?

Miss who?

I don't have a name.

I let you people poke me,
prod me, scan me.

I'm done.

Okay, I want to speak
to someone in charge.

Let's just take
a deep breath--

I want to speak to
someone in charge!

I'm Special Agent
Kurt Weller.

I'm the lead agent
on your case.

Please tell me you know
what's going on.

Who am I?

We don't know yet.

All these tests and you
don't know anything?

(clears throat)

We know that you're
telling us the truth.

We're certain
of that now.

Of course I am.
Why would I--

Ma'am, there was no
match to your prints.

Or your DNA.

And Facial Recognition
did not find you

in any of
our databases.

Do you recognize me?

Why would I--

I don't even
recognize me.

Dr. Borden believes if you
encounter familiar stimuli,

it may trigger a memory.

Why would you
be familiar?

Because my name--
Kurt Weller--

is tattooed
on your back.

What is happening to me?

I don't know
who you are, ma'am.

But maybe, somehow,
you knew me.

I don't understand
any of this.

I know this is
overwhelming.

Please try.

Something may come
back to you.

Anything?

No.

So... what happens now?

We will release a clean
photograph of you

to the media.

Someone must know
who you are.

No, that's--
that's not what I meant.

I mean, what happens
right now?

I don't have
anywhere to go.

(Weller)
So, this is a safe house

we use for people under
protective custody.

There's a couch, TV,
everything you need.

Are the, um,
guys outside,

are-- are they to keep
people out or me in?

No, no, they're, uh--
they're here just for now

to keep you safe 'til we get
to the bottom of this.

I'll give you
some privacy.

Wait, you're leaving?

Yeah, you should--
you should get some sleep

or get something to eat.

So, if there's
any food you like,

tell the security guys
and they'll get it for you.

I don't-- I don't
know what I like.

Right, um...

I'll get them to get
you a bunch of menus

so you can choose.

Good night, ma'am.

♪♪

(Jane Doe)
I didn't even
dream last night.

I was really hoping
I would, you know?

I thought maybe
it would...

I just...

Someone did this to me,

took away my whole life,

and I can't do anything.

I got you a coffee
and a tea this morning.

Which would you prefer?

I don't know.

Well, go ahead.
Try them.

Uh, I like this one.

This one tastes like
grass trimmings.

There you go.

Number one, you remembered what
grass trimmings taste like.

And two, you figured out
you're a coffee person.

You're not helpless.

We're defined by
our choices.

You just don't
remember yours.

So, keep trying new things.
See what your body remembers.

Or make new choices.

The more you make,
the less helpless you'll feel.

Even if nothing
ever comes back,

you can still find yourself.

(Weller)
That one's odd.

That square on her shoulder.

Yeah, I was
eyeing that too,

because everything else
is so ornate.

And that is opaque.

If Jane had a tattoo before
our unsub drugged her

and did the rest,
they'd have to cover it up.

And that would give us
a clue to her past.

How do we see
under that tattoo?

I laser scanned Jane's body
across all spectrums,

so maybe I can
just cycle back down

to all the
infrared channels.

(Zapata)
All done.

(Weller)
Tasha, I thought we were
meeting in my office.

No, the doc thought
it might be a good idea

for her to see all this.

Really?

(echoing male voice)
Jane.

(Jane Doe)
Who am I?

Hey, wait, what is
this one right here?

I haven't seen
that one yet.

Oh, that's 'cause it's
behind your left ear.

It's only about an inch big,
and I sent it off to trans--

(Jane speaking Chinese)

So, you speak Chinese.

That's an address
and a date.

Today's date.

That was right
under our nose.

Behind her ear, actually.

Give us a time?

No, just an address
and today's date.

(Patterson)
399 White Street,
apartment seven--

right in the heart
of Chinatown.

Do we know who
lives there yet?

Chao Zheng,
transportation engineer.

He's a Chinese national
here on an H1-B visa.

He's doing some
work for G.E.

Any flags?
No.

He's been here three years,
spotless record.

Let's go pay him a visit.

Patterson, nice work.

Keep working on the tattoos.

Hey, you have to stay here.

No.
No, I'm coming with you.

No, you're not.
The clue is on my body

with today's date in
a language I speak

and you don't--
I should be there.

That's not your call.
What if I'm not
just the messenger?

What if there's something
I'm supposed to hear or see?

I mean, maybe-- maybe
I'll remember something.

Maybe he knows me.

I am not gonna take you
out in the field.

Am I under arrest?
No, you're not.

Look, we'd all feel
a lot more comfortable

if you stayed in
protective custody.

Well, I would feel
a lot more comfortable

if I could ask this guy
why his address is stamped

on my head, so unless
you are detaining me,

I am going.

Take her with you.

♪♪

No, stay in the car.
That wasn't the deal.

I don't care. I'm not
gonna take you upstairs

until everything
is secure.

Stay in the car.

Reed, keep your
eyes on her.

Don't let her
out of your sight.

Zapata, you're with me.

(heavy metal music playing)

(Weller)
That's the one.

(knocking)

Excuse me, sir, do you
mind if we come in?

Anyone else in
this apartment?

(music continues)

(speaking Chinese)

Hey, hey.
Sit down.

Sir, Chao,
you live here?

(speaking Chinese)
Chao.

I don't understand.
(speaking Chinese)

I think you might need to get--
Yeah, I know.

I'll go get her.

Forget something?

Can you please come upstairs
with me for a minute, ma'am?

Since you asked
so nicely.

Can I come too, or you wanna
roll a window down for me?

(Chao speaking Chinese)

Do your best.

Uh, he said he just
moved in last week.

He hasn't seen Chao
since yesterday.

(speaking Chinese)

Okay, he wants to
apologize for letting

his student visa lapse.

He said-- he said he didn't
get the forms in time.

Still on the visa?
Look.

Thank you.
Okay.

Is that Chao's room?

(speaking Chinese)

Yeah...
(speaking Chinese)

(Weller)
Yes? Yes or no?
Yes.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Okay.
Jane?

Anything in here
familiar?

Do you recognize anything?

Um...

(man speaking Chinese)

(man speaking Chinese)

No. No.

You should go outside.
You should wait
outside for us.

No, no, wait, no.
I should be--

I should be in here.
Jane, just wait in the hall.

Hallway.

(speaking Chinese)

Reed, I want in there.

(Reed)
Looks like somebody's
got a hobby.

(Zapata)
Meth?

Not enough
ventilation.

Zapata, can you get us
onto that computer?

I'm not gonna lie, I'm a bit
hurt you had to ask me that.

(typing)

You guys smell that?
Rotten egg?

Yeah, along with mold, rot,
and a couple mystery smells

I'm trying hard
not to identify.

Reed, look at all
that sawdust.

That's not good.

That rotten egg
is sulfur.

Plastic explosives.

(woman screaming,
man speaking Chinese)

You gotta see this, Mayfair.
Weller was right.

There was another
tattoo under the square.

How's your Latin?

Not great, but I know
what this is.

"For God and country."

It's a Navy SEAL tattoo.

(shouting in Chinese)

(shouting continues)

(speaking Chinese)

What are you doing?

Are you okay?
You get out of here.

I think you need
to come with me.

She's not going anywhere!

Come on,
let's just go.

(man)
Who's this?

This bitch just broke in.

Okay, easy, all right?

Th-The door was open,
I was--

I know the law.

This my property.
You an intruder.

There's never been
a female Navy SEAL.

Do you think they'd
advertise it if there were?

No, but her fingerprints
came back clean.

If she was Navy,
she'd be in our database.

Not if she was
special ops.

Let's just talk
about this, okay?

That's not...

(men grunting)

You okay?

(groaning)

(man)
Aah!

(computer chirping)

I'm in.

That's weird, this computer's
been almost completely wiped.

There's just an upload tool
on a timer delay.

So, what's it gonna
upload and when?

Single video file
in about four hours.

So, let's see it.

(speaking Chinese)

(Weller)
It's Chao.

Speaking Chinese.

Yeah, I'm going.

(grunting, shouting)

(screams)

Jane! Stop!

Stop!

Stand there.

What happened?

I don't know. Um...

What happened?!

That one was
roughing up his wife,

and then-- and then
this one came in...

I don't know, I don't know.

Okay, I asked you
to stay upstairs.

What was I supposed to do?
I wanted to help--

We could've handled that.

It's fine.
He's fine.

All right?
He's not dead.

We'll get him
an ambulance.

We found
something upstairs.

I need your help.

(speaking Chinese)

He says, "Today's action,
the jackal politician,

"the mother of exiles,
is just the start.

"America has ignored Chinese
suffering for too long.

"America sits back
and savors its freedom

"while atrocities are
committed and, uh,

"families are destroyed.

"Today, America
has felt the pain

of loss and suffering."

(speaking Chinese)

"Today, the reckoning
has begun."

He's speaking
in the past tense.

When was the video
set to upload?

Three and a half hours.

(Reed)
What's he gonna use
those explosives for?

We got three and a half hours
to find that kid and stop him.

(Weller)
All right, the video we found

says the target
is a politician,

a "mother of exiles."

So, my guess is,
it's Senator Judith Moore.

She's the only marquee female
politician in New York.

Moore is pro-immigration
and pro-Chinese trade.

"Mother of exiles,"
it lines up.

Dial in Hostage Rescue.
I want her and any other target

of value put on lockdown
immediately.

Are we in
his phone yet?

(Patterson)
His phone seems to be off.

All of his emails
are in Chinese.

(Weller)
Mayfair, we gotta get everyone

who speaks Chinese
to look at it.

I want all eyes
on those emails.

Our translators are
struggling with it.

Apparently, it's a very rare
dialect called Wenzhou.

The Chinese call it
"the devil's language."

Devil's language?

I can tr--
I can translate.

I wanna stop this guy
as much as you do.

Please?
Fine.

Send it through
to Reed's tablet now.

Give us all of
his emails.

Patterson, root Chao's phone.

Turn it back on,
get me his position, now.

(typing)

Come on.

Got it-- Brooklyn.

Flatbush and Livingston,
headed west.

All right, let's go.
We're moving out.

(engine starting)

(siren whooping)

How you holding up?

I don't know, I...

I don't really have
a frame of reference.

If someone wanted to stop
Chao, why not just call you?

Why did they have to
tattoo it on my body?

I don't know yet.

But Chao trusted someone,
and they sold him out.

So, we find him,
take him alive.

He'll have some
answers for us.

How do I know how to
do all of this?

The Chinese,
the fighting?

A lot of people know
martial arts, but...

what I just saw...

you didn't learn that
at a local dojo.

So, is that why
they chose me?

'Cause of what I can do?

But why me?

I don't know yet, Jane.

(Reed)
We're in the zone.

Best tower tracking
could do is get us

within a couple
hundred feet.

All right, everyone,
keep your eyes peeled.

There.
Right there.

He's wearing the same jacket in
the picture from his apartment.

He's headed down
to the subway.

Reed, pull over here.

(tires screeching)

Zapata, you stay street-side,
keep your eyes on Jane.

Tell me if he doubles
back up here, all right?

Please, wait, please.

Please,
take him alive.

He's the only one that
might have some answers.

We'll do our best.

♪♪

Yeah, I got him.

(subway screeching)

(phone chiming)

We've been made.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

♪♪

(screeching)

Something's going down.

Damn it!

We can't pull any of the pins.
It's wired to auto detonate

if the trigger's
tampered with.

You sure?
Positive.

I've seen
this circuit before.

Get everyone to
the back of the train.

Where are you going?

FBI!
I need everybody

to get to the back
of the train, now!

I need everybody to move!
Now, now!

Come on, let's go!
Move! Move! Move!

♪♪

I got everybody in
the back of the train.

You're not gonna try to disarm
that bomb, are you?

(Weller)
I'm gonna rip away
some of the C-4.

If I can't disarm it,
I'm gonna reduce it.

That's insane!

If you got a better idea,
you tell me.

That's enough.

(rumbling)

(people screaming)

(people screaming)

Weller!
Weller!

(panicked breathing)

You okay?

Not really.

(sirens wailing)

What happened?

We lost Chao.

He uncoupled the car
that we were in

and tried to
blow us up.

Oh, my God.
He was improvising.

He knew that we
were on to him.

That was not the target.

Look, I've been
reading his emails,

and I-- I think I stumbled
on to why he's doing this.

He just found out
his mother was killed

in a Chinese prison camp.

He and his sister have been
begging the U.S. government

for years to help her
get released, but they didn't.

His mother.

"Mother of exiles."

It's from a poem.

"Give me your tired, your
poor, your huddled masses."

All right,
it's on a plaque

on the city's
biggest tourist attraction.

"Mother of exiles."

Chao's gonna blow up
the Statue of Liberty.

Come on.

Mayfair, we're almost
at Battery Park.

We'll need a boat to
get out to Liberty Island.

(Mayfair)
We're on it.

Also, the mayor had
an event out there today,

but NYPD pulled him to deal
with the subway explosion.

That explains the politician
reference in Chao's video.

That's good for us, right?

Island Security should be
airtight.

Yeah, but plastic explosives

won't set off
a metal detector.

He can still smuggle
that detonator

in an iPhone, belt buckle.

But he'll still have to
reassemble it

somewhere out of sight.

So, we gotta find him
before he does.

I've shut down ferry service
and have started

evacuating the island.

Fine, but he's had
a solid head start.

He's out there already.

Weller, take me
off speaker phone.

You're good.
You were right.

The black square was
obscuring another tattoo.

An eagle holding
a trident and anchor.

We think she might have
been a SEAL.

That'd explain
a few things.

(siren whooping)

(tires screeching)

Hey, what are you doing?
Jane, get back in the car--

No, I'm coming with you.
No, you're not. Stay here.

I saw the map on
Zapata's tablet.

Liberty Island is 14 acres,
you have three agents.

You need another
set of eyes.

I can't let that man kill
a bunch of innocent people.

And if he knows anything about
what's really going on,

who I am...

Please, you know
I can help.

Arms up.

You stay by my side.

Okay.

♪♪

Zapata, search the crowd.
Reed, you got perimeter.

I'll take the statue.
Jane's with me.

(man on speaker)
Emergency.

Please evacuate
to the east dock.

(Weller)
Ranger, I'm with the FBI.

(gunshots)

(grunts)

Jane, Jane?

Let me look!
You've been hit.

I'm okay, I'm okay.

Put pressure on that one.
I think I'm okay.

Okay?
Keep pressure on that.

Just go!
Go get him!

I'm in pursuit
of the suspect.

He's dressed as
a park ranger.

I'm heading up the stairs.
On me, now.

(grunting, fighting)

(knife ringing)

(gunshot)

I'll kill him.

Drop the gun
or I'll kill him.

(Weller)
She's not gonna do that, Chao.

(Chao)
Drop it!

You kill me,
she has to kill you.

Weller...

Chao, listen to me.

This is no way
to honor your mother.

It's too late.

There's no going
back now.

I don't know
if I... can.

(grunts)

(gunshots)

You missed two.

Do it again.

(Jane's voice echoing)
I remember something.

I remember something.

♪♪

(Weller)
Director Mayfair,
there is no doubt in my mind

she's special forces or
intelligence trained.

Her skill set is
way too specialized.

High-level language abilities,

hand-to-hand proficiency,
off the charts,

her marksmanship
under pressure.

She's professional.

She saved my life today.

She also recovered
her first memory.

What is it?

Running an outdoor
shooting course.

It's just a fragment,
but it lines up

with what
we all saw today.

Who is this woman?

I don't know yet.

But what I do know
is one of those tattoos

helped us save the lives
of hundreds of people.

And she's covered in them.

She might be just the most
important resource

we've ever had,
and you risked losing her

by letting her out in
the field today.

She saved your life,

and she triggered
her first memory.

We're one step closer
to finding out who she is

and who did this to her.

I'd say the risk
paid off.

I still don't get why.

I mean, if our unknown subject
is a good guy

who wanted us to stop Chao,
why not call it in?

You know, why go to the trouble
of kidnapping Jane

and then covering her
in those tattoos?

These tattoos are as big
a mystery as Jane Doe is.

We have no way of knowing
where they'll lead.

Yeah.
Well, one thing's for sure.

Someone likes playing games.

And this is just
the beginning.

(Mayfair)
Look, it's been a long day.

Everyone go home and
we'll regroup tomorrow.

(Reed)
Thank you, Mayfair.

Yes, ma'am.

(door closing)

♪♪

(exhales)

So, did Chao
say anything?

No, no.

He just got
out of surgery,

so we will question
him tomorrow.

Okay.

How you feeling, Jane?

Physically, okay.

I'm a little banged up,
but they said

that my arm's
gonna be fine.

Um, emotionally,
I-- I, uh...

I don't know.

How did you know that
I could make that shot?

I didn't know.

I took a chance on you.

None of this
feels real.

Jane...

you're gonna be okay.

I promise.

I don't know what
that feels like.

♪♪

Everything happened
the way it was supposed to.

No.
You were supposed to die.

You for your sister--
that was the deal.

I won't tell them anything.
I swear.

I know.

(flat line ringing)

Once I insert this, you will
be permanently erased.

Everything that
you have been

will cease to exist.

I know.

But it's my
only choice.

♪♪

(man)
Greg, move your head!