All language subtitles for Transporter The Series - 1x04 - Dead Drop.BRRiP-PSiG.pt-en

What the fuck...

Calm down Cowboy...

- Hi Frank!
- Can you wait a minute?

- This is not safe.
- What, which is not safe?

Improper driving?

See, Frank? That's why not
I can trust you to Sophie.

- Sophie?
- Yes to Sophie!

That's what I call the new car!

I don't like it. This is none
pet, Dieter.

I don't understand why I don't
you let the car drive.

It will need to be negotiated.

- It means you need a favor.
- No, I need a suit.

Go to the shopping center
in front of the sea.

Use my credit card.
I'm busy.

I'm busy.

Sophie.

You're not enough for me.

sorry dear but
I have to go.

It's time to let go
this joke.

He knows how to drive.
No doubt.

Do you need anything else?
This is all.

Thanks.

- You're late.
- Just give me the address.

There's left, ahead.

- Shit!
- What's it? What happened?

What happened?
My shirt, I got it all dirty.

Whatever it is...you have 90 seconds
for collection.

I can't serve the customer
with a dirty shirt.

You are 100 meters from the van.

Goodbye, Carla.
Jesus.

Rule number five, Frank:
no coffee in the car.

Now am I not late?
One rule, folks.

Rule number one.

- You're late.
- Patience is a virtue, Frank.

- They're still late.
- It's better than being too late.

I give them 30 seconds.

Come on, you need to be
more flexible.

They are Americans,
are late.

Put down the cell phone, slowly
and without sudden movements.

Hands in the air.
Turn around.

Jack Perkins?
What the hell are you doing here?

Surprise.
I am the package.

Oh no. You are the reason
I be in the US?

No way.
Absolutely not.

- I made it worth it.
- It's not for the money, it's the rules.

Fuck the rules, Frank.
The wrong people found out

that I'm back, I'm dead.

Was the gun really necessary?

precautions.

I will never be able to work
in the same as before.

- What?
- Photoreceptors in my eyes.

- Conclusion.
- Don't fight differently.

I still think I can win.

yes i remember

of that training course
fight you ran for us.

- Why are you still in one piece?
- Not the only reason.

I never leave that village
if you hadn't gone back there.

you thought i would go to you
leave there?

So...
Will you leave me here?

You cannot smoke in the car.

Do you think I'm crazy?
Smoking can kill!

This kills you faster.
Take it easy on this, okay?

We need to turn off the
your cell phone and your GPS,

and any detection devices.
It's the road from here on.

So I can't contact
my Agency.

Frank, I can only
trust you.

If I could drive, I would.
Please.

- Where?
- George Street.

- And where is that?
- I'll tell you where to go.

- The blind leading the blind.
- Yea.

- What are we doing?
- The best Philly sandwich in the world.

- I just want a date to go.
- You can't eat in the car.

Okay, so let's not
eat here.

when i worked in
Langley, I used to come here

2, 3 times a week when
Laura was not at school,

I brought it with me.
This is the hardest part

about being in the field.
Have left her behind.

She had a son.
Frank, I'm a grandfather.

And I never saw her face.

Almost 7 years and never heard
his voice.

It's time to go home.

Couldn't you just go get it
Laura to the airport?

- Complications.
- With the CIA?

You must be kidding. for sure
that no one knows you're back?

I hope not.

I said no cell phones.

It's an emergency.
Dieter.

Frank, if the invitation
says black tie,

can i wear a tie
black with jeans?

- Is it an emergency, Dieter?
- Yes, my sister's wedding.

I can't talk about it
now.

- Do you want to drive Sophie?
- Don't name the cars, Dieter.

- Where are you?
- I'm in trouble.

In a clothing store in town and the
like it's so rude i had to leave,

before I gave you one
punch in the mouth.

- Go back inside again.
- Come back?

- Talk to the girls.
- Are there girls?

- Yea. It will be better.
- Girls are better.

That's right, Frank.
OK thank you.

- It's all right?
- Yeah, what could be wrong?

Someone doesn't like yours
sandwich!

- Maybe your flesh belongs to someone.
- The meat?

Do you make a sandwich joke?
That's good, think positive.

One step up,
another down. Wait.

How many?

- Three.
- One more, behind them.

On the street.
Shooting a car. No echo.

- Keep this? Someone gets hurt.
- That would be the idea.

Jesus.

- How lucky.
- That's what you say.

If you stop to listen,
everything stands still, and listens.

Hear the breathing, the noise
of clothes,

the steps, and thoughts of
a man carrying the sound.

- Do you hear what I'm thinking?
- Loud and clear, Frank.

It's time to finish them off!

- Frank!
- There!

What's the deal?

Some shit went down in
Eastern Europe.

The network was exposed, a group
of agents ended up dead.

- Burned?
- I thought so.

Few people
knew about the program

were all from the USA.
I asked some questions...

- And I got no answers.
- But you kept digging.

Those guys were my friends,
Frank. I ate at their houses,

I met the kids, I couldn't
just walk away.

It turns out that the messages that
I changed in the last 3 years,

supposedly anonymous, were
copied to a site in Panama�.

Was someone chasing you?

My man from South America
discovered a shitload of data,

information that no one
he should have.

At least, not in that place.

Don't tell me you copied
the data.

I had to. Two days
after figuring it out,

my place in Prague caught fire.

I wasn't there, but a
friend was, and got shot.

A witness said it was
a guy in a green Volvo.

The next day, the coordinator
from New York called me.

I went to meet you. who do you think
what was waiting for me?

- Green Volvo?
- I'm being set up, Frank.

So it looks like you got in
in a European operation.

But, I have this data:
security codes; matrices

from NSA satellites,
NATO tactical scenarios.

it's a bunch of shit that
I shouldn't go there.

So this is the package?

Contacted someone from the CIA
before you get home?

I asked someone for a hand,
an old friend.

- You're not safe, Jack.
- Why do you think I hired you?

- Where are we going?
- Hartford, Connecticut.

i need answers
from you...

Agent involved in a shooting
last night in Philadelphia.

It was all over the news.
How do we know it is from the agency?

We know that from the agency,
because it's jack fuckin' Perkins.

We came through the surveillance of the store.

- I thought he was in Europe.
- This could go wrong, Smith.

- What happened?
- Nothing good. But he is here.

- He was with this guy.
- Any clues?

Nothing yet, but by the fact and
tie, is a professional.

Fake registrations, but you shouldn't
be hard to find.

Perkins hired him because
he is on the run.

- From what?
- The question is: where?

And you want me to find him?

Why would I call you here?
And what are you still doing here?

And Smith? Keep the weapon in
pants, I want him alive.

- Excuse me, could you help me?
- I don't work here.

- Good Morning.
- Good Morning.

- Can I help you?
- I'd like a black...

- Would you prefer that I speak in English?
- That would be great, yes.

I'm looking for things like
a black tie.

What was I thinking?

I don't know, some things...
Black tie, or pants or...

- I think I have what you need.
- I was thinking the same thing.

We have to investigate a car.

- But be careful.
- Really?

How difficult can it be
catch a blind guy?

Jack Perkins was one of the
best agents in the agency.

If he doesn't want to collaborate,
You will die trying.

- Why doesn't the NSA handle this?
- We're keeping this a secret.

- Xavier wasn't after Perkins?
- All Eastern European. why?

I just heard a few things.

Perkins buried himself in the shit
because of her, wasn't it?

- Is this it, just bring it?
- She wants to bring him alive, okay?

So why do they send us to us?

Alive, listen!

- Jack, stay where I can see you.
- It's all right...

Now they can look at you!

- Badge.
- I have to call my friend.

I already know what I'm going to wear.

Here it is!

- Thanks.
- Welcome.

- Did you get what you wanted?
- About the clothes, yes, I think.

- And a date for the wedding.
- The date for what?

Well? Well done, Dieter.
What are you wearing?

- I wear snake skin!
- What?

- No.
- It's cool.

No, it's attractive, attractive.
Not just cool.

- Send me a picture.
- Okay, wait a minute.

Let's send a photo.
So...

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no!

- Why not?
- Why, no.

- Say you need a black suit.
- She says it's very annoying.

Your sister will kill you,
and then she will kill me,

if you show up dressed in
snakeskin pants...

OK.
Thank you, Frank.

Okay, listen, my friend
says that this does not work.

I like him but...

Will you help me find
just a normal fact?

It's not too expensive...

Sure, I'll look for someone
to help you with the fact.

- What are we doing?
- We're not doing anything.

- I want to see if they detect us.
- Hunting hunters, I like that.

Here's the deal if you want
that I take you to the package,

do what I say,
when I say, as I say.

- Accordingly?
- Accordingly.

Hey!

Footsteps on the sidewalk.

Free.

Jesus Christ!

Tell the maid we had
to leave early. We will.

I need you to follow the rules to the letter.

The rules need
adjust, Frank.

We must be flexible, as
willow branches.

Please. Please,
please don't...

The type of bathroom,
how was he?

Black, well-built, glasses
sun, with a toothpick in the mouth.

I know him.
The Merck.

Aspiring spy.
He worked for Xavier.

- Xavier?
- The one who reached out to me.

The person who betrayed you?
The one from the Panama website�?

they go straight
to the hideout.

- The location near the river?
- The one you always wore.

What's with him fights like
the hell!

- Use whatever strength you need.
- Understood!

This is what we call
exchange cache.

What are you doing?

Done, huh?
Who would think to look here?

So, do you understand?

I can't go back.
I'm fucked without the disk.

Well, where is it, Jack?

- The disk, please.
- I'm sorry, but we don't have it.

Now I'm going to kill you.

Rolf, is it you? Look, he's the conductor.

- Leave him out.
- Rolf? You know this guy, Jack?

- Yes, I shot him, in Sudan, once.
- In Sudan? That must have been crazy.

Rolf, does anyone at the agency tell you?
said I was back?

They called me, with the hypothesis
to kill the great J. Perkins.

You couldn't handle the big
Jack Perkins.

Do you remember that taxi
in Istanbul?

Frank, you should have seen...

This Einstein falls into a trap,
with their own types against him.

Hit your brother's head
to clean your shoulders.

Kill that piece of
blind shit.

Jack, behind you.

Frank!

Phoenix Claw?

Frank, I didn't know you were any good.
Attention when I taught this.

10 degrees.
A little more, Jack.

How you do that?

- First, listen.
- No, not this time.

Second until a blind man sees a
bright orange sweater.

The urn was glued to the tomb.
She left when Rolf hit her.

what?
this!

This is the disk!

You... he put it in the urn.
This is a joke.

Joke? Yup. I think we should
get out of here? We will.

We are at war with the CIA.
And now what are the steps?

War no, that's a little strong.
I would say it's a skirmish.

Whatever you want to call,
I'm glad when this is over.

Why are you so pessimistic?
We have the disk!

- How will that help us?
- This proves I'm not the mole!

We retrace the routes of the
files and let's find out who �!

I'm a little off!
Who sent those clowns?

Someone wants you dead, Jack!
You are in danger, more than ever.

That's why we have to deliver
this to the right people.

And would they...?

cool. That's what I thought.
You have no idea.

What is it?

Shit!

- An M-16?
- I don't know!

It could even be an M240.
I won't ask.

Frank?

These big utilities are never safe.
I always avoid them.

- Alba, I know you're upset.
- Why should I be upset?

for being here so long,
and now...

And I just got some shirts
white and this boring suit.

- Well, at least it looks good on you.
- What can I do to make you happy?

- A drink? Or a dinner?
- Platinum buttons with diamonds.

- Okay, and then dinner?
- No, not dinner, I'm sorry.

- Okay, but I thought...
- Do you want the suit?

what? No...yes.
Whatever you want.

OK.
I'm just a mechanic.

- You're fine.
- You too.

No cufflinks.
Your sister will be happy. OK?

- It's all right.
- I get off work at 8.

Oh shit.
Where the hell have you been, Frank?

- Occupied.
- I have another job lined up: Toronto.

I still have a pendant.

I have been working on this
business 2 months ago...

The customer was very clear.

You should have contacted him 36 hours ago and
he still hasn't heard from you.

He has called 4 times today and
threatens to cancel the contract.

- What's up with the program, Frank?
- Focus, Carla, I need you focused.

Drop what you're doing.

2011 Dodge Charger.

Delta Kilo Eco India 39574.

Wait a second.

The DKE series is restricted.
Security level 4.

Could be NSA.
CIA.

Frank?

We will.
Damn state soldiers.

This way, friend.

- Who were you talking to?
- A contact.

Xavier?

It is the only one that exists in
who can I trust, Frank.

I have no other options.
I can't put this in the mail.

I have to solve this,
one way or another.

I'm not hiding
nothing, Frank.

If I were corrupt, I would have you
left in the cemetery.

- You need me to drive.
- I need someone I can trust.

I checked others.
I even put one against you...

- The Mustang.
- It was good, but not Frank Martin.

I'm flattered, but you're a
survivor, you'll be fine.

I don't know, Frank. I believe that
I came back to find out.

I liked the idea of a grandson.
A child who will not betray me.

It's hard to go back.

Andy Gretz, with a bottle,
hits and beats his wife,

and when the police arrive he leaves
through the front door, shooting.

runs about 6 meters.

Sam Falstaff? got so paranoid
I couldn't even go out on the street.

A pizza guy appears,
an Arab kid.

Wrong address, but
Sam grabs him.

He fried his balls for 3 days with
a battery, until the police arrive.

Now, shuffle a
installation in the north of the state.

I want to go home but
I don't know if I can.

When I leave the service, I...

I was worried, too.
I thought I couldn't go back.

Are you back, Frank? It seems to me
that you are still active!

We're gonna do this, Jack.
That's the deal.

We saw the Audi at a gas station
gasoline in Stamford.

- Couldn't you catch him?
- Local police in the area.

And then the driver
deceived us and disappeared.

What happened in Connecticut?
It was Jack's trading place.

- The Panama asset has given up.
- Something isn't right.

Who is the driver?
And what's the reason for the ambush at the motel?

If he wants to come back, why?
What fights against us?

I don't know, you know how
those types are.

I don't want any more bodies.

Well we could have caught him
in Stamford.

- But you said to delay.
- He has something I want.

It is easy to obtain this whether he
dead or alive.

Why are you so anxious
to kill him, Smith?

I could do the same to you
question.

You know, maybe we should
take this to the Director?

And maybe we can
deal with it alone.

Everything is fine.
What's the plan?

He wants a date.

The conductor is with him!

Of faces with a lot
trouble, no?

He was very lucky.

Thanks for the ride, Frank.
I'm fine from here.

Is this your plan B?
Wait for them to see you?

sometimes we have to wait,
and see how the game goes.

You can go, Frank.
This is not your fight.

I was always thinking
to have a day at the beach.

Now seems like a moment
as good as any other.

I paid for a Carrier.
And not by a bodyguard.

Well, this one is on the house.

Everything is fine. But not goals
the feet by the hands.

I want information from Perkins-
He comes to me...

- And just me, do you understand?
- Understood.

- Very good.
- He won't go any further.

- Jack.
- Blanche.

Smith too?

You still use that shit aftershave!
What is he doing here?

This is a child thing
great. He disappears.

Get out idiot, come on, still
I smell you. Get out.

- Hey, Jack.
- You have an infiltrator, Blanche.

I know.
Give me the disc, Jack.

- Maybe you're the undercover.
- I just want to have the safe house.

Everything on this record came from the
NSA servers,

but the traitor
left a trail.

Look at source codes
and you find your traitor.

Give me the disc, Jack.

Smith?

- Catch it, Frank!
- I take these guys!

- Need a ride?
- What are you doing here?

I got a call from the blind man.
Something about a Plan B.

Very good what you did in Philadelphia,
by the way.

Get there!

No, not that, he
is one of us. is the Smith.

- What happened?
- It's complicated.

Smith!

OK my.
You got me.

"If you listen, everything stops..."

"...for".

Who is the winner?
Who is?

Look forward.
OK!

Can you give me a minute?

This blind samurai thing
It's harder than it looks.

Combat against space.
Do not fight against the man.

All right, Sensei.

- Thanks for bringing him back.
- Thank him...

- Come on, he's one of the good ones.
- I was afraid you'd say that.

I never liked Smith.

Looked like a rich, horny kid
by James Bond, not an agent.

Someone taught you to fight.

Oh no.

I didn't want to say anything.
He was never as good as you.

Can you take him home, please?
There's someone he needs to see.

- Come on, Jack, on the way.
- Stay safe.

You need a clean shirt.

Jack, look at the damn car.

- I wondered where he'd gone.
- Too much police action for me.

- Do you have plans for tonight?
- I'm going to Canada tomorrow.

- Playing hard?
- Who is making it difficult?

I was wanting to do
this from Philadelphia.

Sorry I had to run
and leave it behind!

- I'll make it up to you.
- Yes go.

Do you know a place where we can
drink a drink?

Clear.
Do you drive?

Seat belt.

Always wanted to be a driver?

I wanted to be an accountant but
Fixed schedule was not for me.

- You drive every day, don't you?
- And also a little at night.

- I like to drive at night.
- I'm sure it is.

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