All language subtitles for The Romeo Section S02E10

How much do you know
about Michael Gary?

Michael Gary
has been on the short list

to head
the intelligence service.

A new godfather for a new world.

Mr. Gary is one of
the authors of this, I take it.

He's a fucking gangster
in a suit.

How much better off would we be

if men like that were eliminated
when the opportunity arose?

Honduras was a long time ago.

We don't do
these things anymore.

Sonya Faye had traces
of scopolamine in her system.

Fucking scopolamine!

The pathologist
is going to take the tox results

to her boss, he'll
take it to homicide...

nothing will happen,
you know this already.

This is how we're going to get
to Michael Gary.

It would be
a perfectly easy thing

to drop a little poof of this
into his morning juice.

Then what?

We get him talking about Sonya,

about Mustapha,

about his whole fucking game.

Before, you mentioned

you could get your hands
on scopolamine.

Jesus Christ.

You know you just snorted
devil's breath.

Why are you fucking with me?

You wanted a test.

You got your test.

Are you fucking with me?

I honestly don't remember.

You don't remember
going to the golf course?

You went there packing a gun,

looking for Michael Gary.

Okay, that probably wasn't
the best course of action.

Neither was snorting scopolamine
up your nose.

Do you have
any recollection of that?

Why would I do that?

You said you wanted

to test it and prove to me
that it was real.

And now you believe.

I don't believe
it's the right approach.

I have another idea.

Let me try and convince you.

If you disagree,
we'll do it your way.

It needs to be simple.

It's not without
some challenges.

Put one in the woods
on your right

and I'll show you
the sweet spot.

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That'll do.

It's got good cover.

Come in before sunrise...

And I lay in
for two hours or so.

There's no guarantee

that the weather's
going to cooperate

or that he'll even be
out here every day.

In terms of making
a good getaway,

we've got the service road
right behind us.

You're in the car,
we're off and away in seconds.

I don't love it.

Nice putt.

We could job it out.

Hire a man.

A freelancer?

Not for this one.

Your problem is

you don't trust anyone
but yourself to do it right.

You were always like that.

Hands on. Up close.

Solo.

That's so I know
it's done good and proper

and no one's the wiser.

I'd like to do it.

I'd like to be the one
and I don't care if I'm caught.

Don told me you have HIV.

I suspected he would.

We all gotta go sometime.

I think that
in that twisted heart of yours,

there's a glimmer of hope

that you're going to be
remembered for your sacrifices

when you do go.

Everybody wants
to be remembered when they go.

I'm no different.

The trouble is,

you take out Michael Gary
in broad daylight

in the middle
of this golf course,

you're going to be spending
the rest of your days in prison.

Not if you make
a last-minute appearance

and put a bullet in my head
after I shoot him.

Think about it.

Gary would
no longer be a threat,

I'd die a martyr, and
you'd be celebrated

for your heroic attempt
to prevent it.

Hell, you might even be able

to finally sell
a few of your books

off all the publicity.

Any other ideas?

Accident.

A high-speed crash.

No collateral damage
would be best.

There's always damage...

Copy that.

Check with me later.

Wolfgang McGee.

Wouldn't trust him an inch.

Slippery as an eel.

He's approached me.

He likes what I'm doing
with global standard.

I like
his international experience.

I could use a good China hand.

He's been investigating you.

That's why he wants
to join your firm.

Perhaps professor McGee's
willing to play both sides.

He gave me that impression.

Sit.

My generation is on the cusp
of holding power.

Yours has
another few years left,

but then it's step aside
or get run over.

The future does not get rosier.

Where you come from,

the toilet seats are heated

and water doesn't catch fire
when you turn on the tap.

"War is a racket,"
as the man once said.

Now the citizen watches helpless
and horrified

as their tax dollars
get pissed down the sewer,

the wars rage on,

the limousines just get longer.

People know
that won't ever change.

But they also know their
hard-earned money

can be better managed

by experienced me
from the school of hard knocks,

who know how to play the game

when all rules
have been set aside

and it's a global free for all

that has no signs of abating.

That chaos
presents my shareholders

with a unique opportunity
that I cannot pass up,

or my competitors
will eat my lunch.

Mr. McGee may wear

his righteous sentiments
on his sleeve for the moment,

but there will come a time

when he tucks them
in his wallet.

Power tempts every man.

You've tasted it yourself,

and now you can feel it
slipping away.

You no longer light up a room,

or strike fear in men,
but still, you cling

to what little influence
you have left.

Let's use some of that

to make sure we get
what we want.

Please set up an appointment
with Mr. McGee.

He's a useful man
I think we should be recruiting.

Right, then.

I'll check with your secretary
regarding your availability.

You've been a great help so far.

I won't forget that

when it comes time
to settle accounts.

Excuse me for a second.

You don't look too pleased.

No, well, I just woke up

to realize the devil's

sleeping on the other
side of the bed.

He wants to hire McGee.

No doubt
so the inquiry issue goes away.

I suppose that's the idea.

It's time for us

to leave those details
in Gary's hands.

I'm going to go back to Ottawa

and start selling Al Crenshaw

all over town, okay?

It could probably use
some fixing up.

It's a little neglected.

It's got a kitchen.

Fully equipped.

You could open up again.

People don't come here to eat.

They come here to score dope

and pick up hookers.

It's a good spot.

You could step it up a notch.

Get the fuck out

and stop bleeding
all over the fucking place.

Good morning.

You need something?

Frank wanted to see me.

And I thought I'd show Lana

what it looks like in daylight.

How's it lookin'?

Better with the lights down low.

Like everything else.

Frank's not here.

Frank!

Please forgive me,
I was being squeezed.

Come on.
You were stealing from us.

Don't come crying
to me about it.

Get the fuck out. Go.

Look who's here finally.

I was expecting you last night.

I was caught up
in a couple of things.

It's Lana, right.

Frank.

We should get you
together with the bookkeeper

to show you how we do things.

Can I borrow your man
for a few minutes?

I don't own him. He's a rental.

That's good to know.

I'll check out the place.

Yeah.

I'm getting a little anxious

about our deal
coming through or not.

It's back and forth
like fucking ping pong

and I still haven't scored.

It's the fisherman.

I'm trying to bring him down
to the price you want,

but he's skittish.

I don't like being played chump

in somebody's negotiations
with another party.

That's not happening.

You're sure about that?
You're not being played?

He's not playing me
and I'm not playing you.

If I find out
this fisherman is a ghost

and doesn't exist

and you're just playing
with yourself,

I'm going to be pretty upset.

He's real.

He's a nervous fucking guy,
what can I tell you?

Lana!

Let me show you the kitchen.

The deal is this far
from falling off the table,

so think about how ugly
it's gonna get

with Mei Mei
and fucking Jimmy Wuah

when you gotta go out there
on the street

and start selling flaps
for a dime a pop.

Did you think about
what to do with Jimmy?

It's not my fucking problem.
You're my problem.

Just give me the 10 ki's.

Take care of Jimmy Wuah.

My whole game
is gonna fall apart.

I can relate.

Where's my fucking cast?

Where the fuck is the cast?

The drivers got lost
coming from the hotel.

It's 10 fucking blocks away...

how do you get lost?

This is the third day
in a fucking row

I'm losing three hours
of shooting.

You gotta help me
with this fucking guy.

Front me five ki's.

I gotta keep my man
at the table.

First you deal
with fucking Jimmy.

Get him out of my hair.

I was kidnapped

and was driven around
in the park

for the past two hours

by my own fucking driver!

Don't act like

you don't know who the fuck
you're dealing with.

Stop and talk to me.

I'm trying to save
your fucking movie.

I'm here to help, okay?

I'm still here
after all the bullshit so far.

I'm here because you're here.

Because I believe in you.

Tell me what I have to do.

We're five days
from finishing the movie.

Five days.

If we can finish shooting.

We can hide out somewhere

while you cut the movie in peace
and show it to distributors.

You know Jimmy.

He's not gonna let you finish

if you don't cave in
to his wishes.

Fuck him.

Exactly.

You like this condominium?

It's all right.

Little overpriced for me.

I have three of them.

This one and the one behind

and the one over there.

This one is for my mother.

That one is for my second wife.

That one is for my first.

They must feel lucky.

Lucky.

Yes.

You know much about
the movie business?

I would say nope.

Tough business.

Too many crooks.

But it's a good business.

Interesting.

Lots of pretty girls.

Mei Mei was one of them
when I first met her.

Sixteen.

She is no longer 16.

She has a very short
shelf life now.

Is that why you're
interested in her movie?

Because she's got
a short shelf life?

Or because she's got a name
and people like her movies?

My movies.

They like my movies,
the ones with Mei Mei,

the ones without Mei Mei.

I think
she doesn't understand that.

Maybe she thinks
people come to see her.

I think they do.

But you don't know much
about the business.

I got a hunch.

You and everybody
else got a hunch.

How did you make your money?

I guess I got lucky.

Right place, right time.

That's about it.

You invest in Mei Mei's movie?

Yeah.

Your own money
or you front for somebody else?

Why do you need to know?

Because I know
how to make movies.

Movies that make
money for people.

Movies that make people
laugh and cry.

I want to make
some of them here.

Why here?

Because I am
in a financial situation at home

that will take some time
to straighten out.

And I think
maybe you can help me.

Me?

You think Mei Mei
can make money.

You believe in her.

I do.

Do you?

I do.

I think she's got
a good movie she's making.

I think it could be
a big comeback for her...

huge if it's handled
the right way,

but she's not going to finish it

without another
four or five million.

I've seen the footage.

It needs action.

It has no action.

It needs sex.

Nobody gives a shit
about the opium wars

and how it fucked China.

They want more sex, more action.

Maybe a joke or two.

Then I can sell it.

Can you raise
four or five million?

You're asking me to invest
more money in her movie?

It's technically my movie.

You know her husband might have
something to say about that.

Wing lei is my brother.

You mean that in like
you have the same mother?

No.

I mean like this.

You know I sold Mei Mei to him.

No.

Now he is selling her back.

Does she know that?

She knows it.

But she has the foolish idea
that she can be independent.

Maybe you and I together
can convince her

that's not in her best interest.

If you tell the drivers

to go back to work
on Mei Mei's movie,

then we'll have
something to talk about.

Okay.

Fan fan!

Why are you still here?

The British are coming ashore.

They are burning the docks.

I cannot leave.

Fan fan.

You must come.

You must come.

We will go together, you and I.

I have no will to live.

No will to live?

What would your mother say

if she heard you
say such a thing?

After all she went through...

her only child.

She sold me into misery.

Come,

before we end our lives
on this bloody bed.

We have already wasted
so many years.

Fan fan. Come.

Fan fan. Come.

Cut.

All right, moving on.

Very nice, Mei Mei.

Xishi, fantastic.

Boss, there's a guy
named Rufus looking for you.

I don't know what you did,
but we got our drivers back.

What'd you do?

I told him

if he wanted to make movies
here in Vancouver,

he'd better start making
some Vancouver friends.

He might be able to stop

some of the drivers
on this movie,

but his sets could catch fire
the same as anybody else's.

He said he was going
to make movies

here in Vancouver?

Yeah.

That's interesting.

He likes the crews.

He likes the tax credit.

He likes the fact

there's nobody chasing him
down the street with machetes,

trying to collect
his gambling debts.

He's broke?

I made a few calls.

He's broke.

He doesn't have
the money he says he has.

He couldn't make Mei Mei's movie

if he wanted to,

but he can still scare
a few people.

He's probably
hustling around town,

trying to sucker some fools

into financing his movies.

I did my bit.

I got your drivers back to work.

I got the dope
in the trunk of my car.

You think Jimmy Wuah
makes good movies?

Good sometimes,
successful always.

You'd make a movie with him?

Any day of the week.

Here's the thing with him.

He's made a billion
dollars and lost it,

and made it back again.

Right now he's down on his luck,

but he's like
the fucking stock market,

you wanna get in at the bottom.

One good thing about Jimmy,

when he's riding high

he's got a hit movie
or two out there,

he throws money around

like he's campaigning
for office.

Now go get me some cash.

I overheard somebody saying

Gary was leaving town
tomorrow night.

That's a pretty short window.

We're going to get away clean
or we're not going to do it.

Get away clean?

We don't want a couple
of fucking ratcatchers

like ourselves

hunting us down after the fact.

You, indeed,
may be dead by that point

and won't give a shit,

but I intend to be
under a palm tree

sipping a whiskey
and wishing not to be disturbed.

Jesus.

Gentlemen. How's things?

Good.

You're staying at the hotel?

Yeah, for another day or so.

It's a busy time for me.

We should have a drink sometime.

You still have my number?

I do.

I'll chase her down.

I've got a meeting,

so we should talk about
the getaway for a moment.

The wrap-up and the SPiN.

I'll introduce you briefly,

then I'll leave you two alone.

He's predisposed towards you

so don't fuck it up.

He's knows I'm investigating
the stadium bombing?

He does, but he doesn't
hold it against you.

He knows it's your job
that pays you money.

Mr. Crenshaw.

Mr. Gary is ready for you now.
Please come in.

Mr. McGee, good to see you.

It's my pleasure.

I understand
you and Mr. Crenshaw

go back a ways.

We do.

I met Wolfgang on one of
his original assignments.

A little mop-up operation
in Nicaragua.

Then you hopped off to Panama?

Honduras.

Honduras.

Then he spent the next decade
in the east.

China mostly.

I bounced around.

Well, I just wanted
to make the introduction.

I'll leave you to it.

Thank you, Al.

Please, sit.

So, let's get down to it.

You've been investigating
the Quiller inquiry.

I have.

On behalf of whom?

I don't get full disclosure
on these jobs.

I hand off my briefings
to an anonymous gentleman.

But we can assume it's someone

in an upper-management
government position.

I'm guessing you're correct.

What have you discovered?

It's a wandering trail.

Easy to get lost.

What sort of situation
would you be looking for

if you came to work for us?

Clandestine
activities management.

You're also an academic?

Yes. I've always found

that field research
provides me a good cover.

Developing
and recruiting assets.

Right.

I need a China hand.

We're making inroads there
quicker than anywhere else.

You've got the background there.

Fifteen years on the ground.

And before that,

Honduras,
I heard Mr. Crenshaw say.

That's right.

We would have been there
about the same time, I think.

We might have
even crossed paths.

I'd have remembered.

If we were to hire you on,

would you be available
immediately?

No other obligations?

Nothing I couldn't get out of.

That's good to hear.

Well, I know I want to hire you.

Maybe you can tell me...

Why would you like
to work for us?

Busy down here.

Grand central station.

You here for the conference?

Not officially, no.

I don't know
if anybody's here officially.

It's Norman, right?

Good memory.

Al Crenshaw.

I know.

So, how's the professor
been treating you?

We're keeping busy.

So I hear.

Candy.

Hello again.

Can I buy you a drink?

Absolutely.

Vodka... Tequila...

Moving up fast.

Just doing business.

Maybe this is
too small a town for you.

Maybe it is.

Who's got the money?

Frank.

He's in the office. Go on up.

Watch the bag.

You gonna count the whole thing?

I think I might.

What are you gonna do
with all this cash,

after you finish counting?

Put it to use.

How you gonna clean it?

Maybe pump some of it
through the club.

No can do.

We're already maxing out.

That's my biggest
fucking problem...

getting the cash washed
so I can spend some of it.

Nothing more painful

than having a few million
under the mattress

and you can't spend it.

Good problem to have.

You'll have it soon enough,
you keep this up.

Seriously,

it's gonna be past my bedtime
before you finish counting.

Just take it.

If it comes up short,
let me know,

I'll top it up.

I got other shit to do.

So how did your meeting
with Mr. Gary go?

Not what I expected.

I was surprised

how often I found myself
agreeing with him.

A very capable salesman.

He laid out
a pretty cushy offer.

Cushy enough to knock you off of

whatever it is
we're getting a whiff of?

Well, that's the idea.

Well, is it working?

We're meeting for drinks
later to discuss.

Good.

You can get in close.

I'm beginning to think

the long approach
might be the way.

How long?

Let's just see where things go.

I already know where it goes.

You do, do you?

Yeah.

Any minute now,

you're gonna start
making excuses...

we play it out and
we play it out,

and it goes on and on,

until finally,
you cash a cheque.

Fuck off.

It's a big revolving door.

Big enough for all of us.

Poor Norman.

We're all just here
to disappoint you,

isn't that right?

That's been my experience.

I don't know
if I can count on you anymore.

What are you talking about?

The other day
at the golf course,

you had your moment...
plenty of them...

but you waited,

and you thought about it
and you thought about it...

you fucking dithered.

You had your chance
to take out Mr. Gary,

and you didn't.

You know why?

You've lost your nerve.

You blinked,
and he slipped away.

And that's the real reason

that the service
blackballed you...

you'd lost your nerve.

For all your huff and
puff, you've lost it.

You're erratic.

You're all talk and no action.

I have a key to his room.

Where'd you get that?

I've got a few regulars.

That simple enough for you?

You got the money?

I got it.

You got a half a ton

of the best heroin
anybody's seen in years

locked down
not too far from here.

I know you do,
because I'm the guy

who lifted it
off the docks for you.

Your point is?

We're gonna have a problem

a lot bigger than this movie
pretty quick.

We're gonna have a shitload
of cash we can't invest.

We gotta launder it.

I'll take care of that
when the time comes.

Jimmy Wuah can help us
with that right now.

If that's what we want to do.

You wanna make movies with him?

Depends on the deal.

People want to make movies
with you.

All the time.
They're begging me.

Why?

Because I make good movies,

and I give them a return
on their investment.

You launder their money?

What's your question?

If I got too much cash
on my hands,

how can you help me?

You invest your cash
in one of my movies,

or I package a few of them.

Your money comes back
at 70 cents to the dollar

direct to you

as a legitimate share
of the box office.

And my movies do very well.

Because you inflate the numbers
of people in your theatres,

and pump dirty cash
down the pipe

through the box office?

Have I got that right?

More or less.

You bought Mei Mei
from wing lei.

That's right.

I could buy her from you.

You are an ambitious man.

You've made
some successful movies

with Jimmy Wuah.

Yes.

You could work for him again.

No.

If you owned
a big piece of the box office?

If I owned a big piece
of the back end,

first dollar out...

I finance
the first couple of movies,

whatever Mei Mei wants to do...

not this period movie,
something contemporary.

Okay, so you back away
from this picture,

these guys get to finish it

without any more
of your interference.

My man, Tony,
produces her next two flicks.

It's got to be
whatever I decide to make.

Whatever she decides to make.

And you tear up
all future rights

you own on Mei Mei.

Okay.

We have a deal.

As long as you can deliver
on your promises.

The seed of the nightshade.

You must be cautious.

Use only one seed.

One seed, and he will sleep
through the night.

Two, you will sleep
day and night.

Three, you will never
wake again.

Norman Rothman.

What of him?

I didn't realize
he was part of the team.

I didn't realize
you were so interested

in the details of my operation.

I'm not.

I'm just remembering

some of the anecdotes
I've heard over the years.

Like what?

Well, like the one

about him getting himself
arrested in a crack motel

with two young men
and a diplomatic pouch.

We've all had
our zipper trouble, haven't we?

His problems

go far beyond the zipper,
my friend.

Should anything go awry
for Norman or myself,

I'm expecting your hand
to be there

to help guide things
after the fact.

You're expecting things
to go awry?

No, but if they do,

there will be another inquiry,

and this time, I think we should
be sitting at the table.

I'm in a better position now
to make that happen.

Good.

Who's this?

Homicide.

Detective Tanaka.

He's been helpful to us.

He might continue to make
an excellent asset.

Good.

Let me guess.

Alienated young man.
Military background.

Meets some new friends online.

Gets himself radicalized.

Warning signs ignored.

Gets his hands on a gun.

Next thing you know,

a liberal state senator is dead

on the front steps
of the statehouse.

And all the buzzards
get to come on TV

for another feeding.

It's becoming predictable.

It's more than predictable.

Look around.

Everyone's in a trance.

It's normal.

I have a few questions.

Fire away.

What's the long-term plan?

Prepare for the worst.

We've both seen what happens
when things collapse.

It's those at the bottom
who get crushed.

Trust in the government
has evaporated.

I want to be...

global standard wants to be...

where people
can put their trust.

This things a mess.

Shooter's dead.

Turned the gun on himself.

You've got
boots on the ground there?

Of course. We're everywhere.

That's why I'm recruiting you.

Exactly how do I fit in
in all this?

That would depend.

Are you dropping
your investigation

into the Quiller inquiry?

Why don't we finish our drinks

and then we can continue
this discussion,

somewhere in private?

Hold that.

What floor?

Nine, thank you.

Here for the conference?
Just a guest.

Before we talk numbers,

I want to hear more about you.

I've seen the showman.

Who's the man behind that?

That's the trick.

What you see is what you get.

I'm just a farm boy,
telling it like it is.

Telling it like it is.
That's great.

I'm going to give you
an opportunity

to do that.

Can you tell me what happened
on the 15th of August,

two years ago?

That was a case
of very poor judgment.

What happened?

Why did it go wrong?

It did go wrong, didn't it?

It went wrong.

It was the boy.

Mustapha.

He lost his nerve
at the last minute.

Refused to take the backpack,

didn't want
to go through with it.

How did he die?

One of my operatives shot him.

That probably wasn't necessary.

It's a pity.

If that operation
had been successful,

it might have changed

the outcome
of the election that fall.

I don't know
why I'm suddenly so thirsty.

What was I saying?

We were talking about

the bombing
at the baseball stadium.

How if that operation
had been successful,

it might have changed
the outcome of the election.

How do you know about that?

Did you put
something in my drink?

Ready?

Go.

You can handle this alone?

Go downstairs.

Mingle.

Start the SPiN.

I think somebody fell.

I saw it.

He jumped.

He jumped?

My.

Is Mr. Gary here?

I was supposed to meet
him at the bar.

I thought you already did.

Not yet, no.

Excuse me.

It looks like
something going on outside.

Go back upstairs
and pack your bag.

You're leaving.

What happened?

Michael Gary. He's dead.

Back into the lobby.

Everyone inside.
Everyone inside.

Let's go. Back up.

Did you see it?

I did.

It was on the top floor.

He stood there for a minute

and he just stepped off.

My god.

Let's get this whole area

taped off right away.

Find out which balcony
he came off of,

on which floor.

Clear the area. Police.

I saw him drinking in the bar
earlier this afternoon

with a young woman
in a blue dress.

Constables, come with me.

Excuse me.

He was on the top floor.

I saw him standing there,

and he...
he just stepped right off.

This one's priority.

Excuse me.

Al Crenshaw,

acting director
of the intelligence service.

Are you the only
pathologist on duty?

I am. How can I help you?

The service

is going to be bringing in
our own pathologist

for the Michael Gary
post-mortem.

Yes, I just flagged the body.

Is your boss aware of this?

Yes, I've just spoken to him.

I've been expecting you.

May I have a look?

It's a Murdoch
mysteries special.

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