All language subtitles for Prime.Target.S01E07.10essfulCrab.Hi

[upbeat music playing in bar]

- Yes!
- Yeah!

[Adam] Doing good?

- Any shots needed or anything? No?
- No.

I wanted to contact you,
tell you what was happening.

But it's just all been too much.

Ed, look, it's-it's all right.

[sighs] I was bouncing back.

You know, coping
with the rejection.

[Ed sighs]

It wasn't a rejection.

It wasn't.

[inhales sharply, stammers]

Hey, come here.

It's all right.

[sighs] It's okay.

[Ed sighs]

What can I do to help, eh?

Uh.

Can I stay here?

[sighs] I don't know
where else to go.

Stay here?

I have work to do.

Work? [scoffs] Ed,
what is going on?

Adam. Adam, don't...
don't ask me to say more.

[sighs]

That's what this is all about.

Your work.

Yeah.

Well, yeah.

Of course.

That head of yours.

[Ed sighs]

It's gonna get you
into trouble someday.

[sighs] I'll be
down in a bit, okay?

[door opens, closes]

[beeps]

[Taylah sighs]

It's a great new office you got.

Hmm.

Who's paying the bill?

[Jane] These are
Axiorn's offices.

They bankroll our operation.

Their interests
and ours intersect.

Hmm. They do, huh?

Well, they killed Olson, and
they would have killed me too.

And Ed for that matter as well.

- That wasn't me.
- Great.

So, here's me thinking
you were in charge.

Yeah, well, another
illusion shattered.

Hmm. [chuckles]

[sighs]

What do you need?

You want a change of clothes?

Take a shower? Maybe
a cup of coffee?

[stammers] No! What I...

What I need, Jane, is for
someone to explain to me

what happened to the woman
that practically raised me.

I trusted you.

When you're ready,
we'll talk more.

[sirens wailing in distance]

Get her a coffee and
something to eat.

And make sure the doors
are guarded at all times.

[door beeps]

[door closes]

[sighs]

[upbeat music
playing in distance]

[scoffs]

[door opens]

[footsteps approaching]

Shift will be finished soon.

[Ed] Okay.

[sighs]

Can I stay here tonight?

Uh...

sorry.

[grunts]

I don't think my
boss will wear that.

Yeah, it's-it's
for a few nights.

Just so I can finish this.

My auntie has a
flat in East London.

She never uses it.

It's a wee small but...

Adam, I... [chuckles]

that would be...
[exhales sharply]

- I don't know what to say.
- [both chuckle]

Thank you's fine.

I can drive you. I'm owed a
couple of days here anyway.

You can do your work
and-and I'll look after you.

[bell chimes]

Right. I gotta go. It's
almost closing time.

[sighs]

[door closes]

Hmm.

[floor creaking above]

[Adam] Yeah. He's
in the downstairs.

[clicks tongue] Yeah.

I don't know. Like, uh,
a few hours ago, maybe?

Yeah, he's, um...

Yeah, I'm gonna
drive him myself.

Later. Yeah.

Okay.

Thought you'd forgotten me.

No chance.

I'm, uh, nearly finished here.

Who were you talking to?

Uh, that was my
auntie Laura there.

So, she says that you can have her flat
to yourself for the rest of the week.

And maybe even next week
as well, if you want.

Does that, um... [clears throat]

...does that give you enough time
for your Nobel Prize? Does it?

Um, maybe.

Maybe?

Loving the self-belief.

What?

What I'm working on, I'm...

I'm close.

Hmm. Never doubted you.

You know, I... I actually
really missed you.

Well, I missed you too.

[inhales deeply]

So, uh, what do you think? What
should I say to Auntie Laura?

Um...

Or, you know, if you prefer,
I can drop you at your da's.

No. No, no, no. [stammers]
London would be great.

Auntie Laura's it is.

[sirens wailing in distance]

- [car horn honks]
- [Ed sniffs]

[inhales sharply]

Almost there.

[Ed groans]

As I remember, there's an
amazing café around the corner.

Where are we?

I told you.

Not long.

[hand brake creaking]

Your auntie lives here?

It's a nice place.

Ed, listen. We'd better talk.

[sighs] What's going on, Adam?

Listen, just do what they say.

[breathes deeply]

[door rattling]

Let me out. Let me out.

- Just finish your... your work.
- Open the door.

Just finish the theorem.
Work it out. Okay?

- And I-I swear, Ed, it'll be fine.
- [sighs] Oh, God.

No. No. Please don't
do this. Please.

- [sighs]
- Don't do this.

You... You do know that
it was real though, right?

Okay? It was real.

[whispering] This whole time...

This whole time
you were with me.

You knew.

Oh, God.

- They're gonna kill me.
- No, no.

- They're gonna kill me, Adam.
- They're not.

No, you're-you're far
too important to kill.

- [beeps]
- Me on the other hand...

[groans] You're nothing.

Zero. [grunts]

[grunting, panting]

Get off me. Get off.

Adam!

[grunts] Adam!

[grunting, panting continues]

[bell tolling]

- [knocks on door]
- [door opens]

[Alderman] Andrea.

James.

[Alderman] Such sad
news about Charan.

- My God. What you've been through.
- [groans]

[stammers] I'm so sorry.

I haven't been able to
sleep since I got back.

Just been thinking...

all this carnage.

Where did it all begin?

- Andrea.
- Bayt al-Hikma.

And you know how much I've
invested in searching for it

with such high hopes.

But now honestly,

- I wish I had never heard of it.
- Stop.

Don't reproach yourself.

Take it from one who knows...

[sighs] ...that
way madness lies.

You're an historian.

Your task, as far
as I can make out,

is to cast light on whichever
mysteries remain to us.

To help us understand.

[Andrea] Mmm.

I know, but while
I was out there,

it seems the chamber didn't
just appear by accident.

Someone was looking for it.

What?

And blasted their way in.

Do you believe this?

How did they know where to look?

- [projector switches on]
- [groaning]

[grunting]

[panting]

[scoffs]

[panting]

[grunts]

[panting continues]

[projector whirring]

[door beeping]

[grunts]

- Hi. Ooh, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- No! No!

You're gonna wanna
take it slowly.

You've been sedated.

- Here.
- [exhales]

Yeah, the nausea should pass.

Uh, soon enough.

We got breakfast for you,
if you feel up to eating.

Anything you like. Just ask
Bobby, he'll get it for you.

- He's awake.
- [Jane] Okay.

[beeps]

[panting]

Adam.

Yeah. Yeah.

Lovely guy, right?

Uh, he was assigned to you just to
keep an eye on you and your work.

But, uh, I guess he got
in a little over his head.

[sighs] What am I doing here?

Well, he thought, we thought, that
it would be best to bring you in.

You know, under
adult supervision.

You're precious to us, Ed.

And as you can see, we
got everything you need.

[camera whirring]

And then some.

[Ed sighs]

[Andrew] I believe you've
been looking for this.

- Safiya Zamil's thesis.
- Mm-hmm.

You want me... You want
me to build it for you.

The prime finder.

Oh, come on. Who
are you kidding?

You must be pissing your
PhD pants right now.

This is your dream, Ed.

This is what you
were born to do.

[camera whirring]

We're basically the good guys.

Seems like it.

[sighs]

You know, a key that can
break any digital lock

used to be a pipe dream.

Then they thought maybe
quantum might do it.

But quantum is... it's,
like, a decade away, right?

This is the fast lane.

Oh, but you don't care
about that, do you?

You just want to know.

You're a purist, right?

Oh, hey.

I respect that.

Okay. So, here's the deal.

You take as long as you need.

You want to sleep,
we'll dim the lights.

You want food, you want TV, you
want a string quartet playing,

just say the word.

[sighs]

Ed...

finish what you started.

Because I can promise
you one thing.

You'll never get
this chance again.

[door beeping]

[camera whirring]

[whirring]

[sighs]

[breathing heavily]

[beeps]

[door beeps]

[groans]

[classical music playing]

[door opens, beeps]

[door opens, beeps]

[door closes]

Oh, go on.

Go on.

Little bite.

There you go.

[classical music continues]

There it is.

[sighs]

[music ends]

So...

are you gonna let me explain?

Are you gonna tell me the truth?

The NSA answers to
congressional oversight.

Axiorn, however,
is a private firm.

It operates without
restrictions.

Means they can do
things we can't.

Like fund Kaplar?

Yes.

So Axiorn funded Safiya
Zamil and Robert Mallinder?

Yes.

And then killed them to
put a stop to their work

after they refused to move on.

What about Edward?

Safe and sound. Matter
of fact, he's here.

[scoffs]

Look, Taylah,

I don't have to tell you what happens
if our digital systems are breached.

If someone built a key

that could pick every
digital lock in the world?

Chaos.

On a global scale.

Thirty years we've
been doing this.

Trying to suppress an idea.

Trying to keep anyone
from making it real.

And now there are others
who want that key.

Who?

Not a clue.

- That's what we're afraid of.
- [sighs] God.

So, you're creating it?

Yes.

And what is Edward? Your
genius in residence?

- He is under our protection. Yes.
- [scoffs] Yeah.

Bullshit.

He needs your help, Taylah.

And so do I.

[classical music playing]

[Ed] Found you.

[chewing]

[Ed] Okay. Let's go.

Study this. [muttering]

It's more about them.

[muttering]

[groaning] No, no, no.

It's no good.

[Andrew sighs]

[sighs]

[classic music continues]

[sighs]

[camera whirring]

[clicks teeth]

What happens to me
if I can't finish it?

[Andrew] A crushing and permanent
sense of personal failure, I expect.

Right.

You hit a wall?

[sighs] Why?

You got any ideas?

Uh, carry the one?

[Ed sighs]

[bell tolling]

[Andrea whispering] Akram.

[whispering] Come on.

[line beeping]

[automated voice] The
number you're calling...

[line ringing]

[whispering] Pick up. Pick up.

[automated voice] At the
tone, please leave a message.

[beeps]

Taylah, it's Andrea.

Please call me. It's important.

[door beeps, opens]

[Taylah] Hey.

[Jane] Hey. You asked to see me?

[Taylah sighs] So, um,

I've been thinking a lot about, you
know, what we're really doing here.

[Jane] Mm-hmm.

Secrecy...

[chuckles]

...is it a good thing or,
you know, a bad thing?

You tell me.

I mean,

I had a secret...

and then you showed up.

And I took care of it...

and you got your life back.

Mmm.

So, imagine a world where
that's not possible.

Where no one can hide anything.

Ever.

What about security?

- What about privacy?
- Privacy.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah.

Okay.

[Taylah sighs]

So, Edward builds this
prime finder for you.

- Mm-hmm.
- What happens next?

What are you gonna do with it?

- Nothing.
- [scoffs]

Don't do the eye roll
thing. I'm serious.

Having it is not the
same as using it.

So, if we have the capability...

You can stay ahead.

- Yeah. We can protect everyone.
- Hmm.

We're talking
about our survival.

You want to get a closer look?

Hmm?

Come on.

Let's go.

[Bobby] Look.

[classical music playing]

[sighs]

[beeps]

[Andrew clicks
tongue] Well, hello.

Nice to finally meet you.

- [Jane] Taylah...
- [Taylah] Hmm.

...meet Andrew Carter.

Deputy Director of Surveillance
Operations at the NSA.

Hmm. With a side
hustle at Axiorn.

Our natural allies.

[stammers] Most of their
clients are banks, right?

So I bet the money's not bad?

You know, this is very touching.

This. You two.

Especially after all the ways you've
both betrayed each other, right?

[chuckles]

Speaking of sweet reunions, have you
seen the progress your friend has made?

- Is he okay?
- [Jane] So far.

We've given him all the
pieces of the puzzle.

He's hit a small roadblock,
but help is on the way.

And what happens then?

You have to input the
math into a compiler.

Turned into code.

Right.

That's why I'm here.

We'd like to keep the
circle as tight as possible.

- [Taylah] Hmm.
- Just for now.

Plus, you get to be
a part of history.

- Am I supposed to thank you for that?
- Taylah.

Well, what happens
when it's finished?

[inhales deeply]

Like I just said,
we keep it safe.

It's a gun that's never fired.

Just sits on our desk.

We don't want to
have to use it. Ever.

We just need the capability to keep
it out of the hands of our enemies.

Being first, it's essential.

- You know that.
- [breathes heavily]

Okay.

I'll do it.

But when he finishes it,
you have to let him go.

Sure. Yeah, absolutely.

Swear it.

I swear.

Okay?

What about the slug?

- T.
- What?

Gives me a sluggy vibe.

Hey, we won't hurt him.

I promise.

[Jane sighing]

So, are we good?

We're good.

[people chattering]

What is it? What's the matter?

Bayt al-Hikma.

I'm the one researcher who came
closest to identifying the location.

Anyone looking for it would
need to use my work to find it.

And the only place to
find my work is here.

Now, I've been looking
at the library records.

See.

Six requests back when
it was first published,

then hardly any interest
until this January.

- Akram.
- It was him, James.

And I mean, it
makes perfect sense.

He's been running the
dig since day one.

This proves it.

My work led him to the site,
and he blew up a street.

- Andrea...
- I mean, Christ, James.

- People died.
- An... Andrea.

This is bad.

Okay, let's think about this.

We need to be sure.

I need to speak to my contacts.

Okay.

We can talk about this later.

And, Andrea, this could
look very bad for all of us.

You, me, college.

All our reputations.

So, keep it to ourselves.

- Just for now.
- Hmm.

Okay? Thank you.

[whirring]

[door beeps, opens]

Just stick it in the corner.

I keep hearing the same music.

The same phrase.

Repeating over and over.

[humming "Symphony No 40"]

- I think it's Mozart.
- Jesus.

I'm sure it is.

Professor... are
you... are you all...

What is this?

Hey! Hey, what is this? You
shouldn't have brought him here!

Yeah, you know, I thought... bit of
a leap... but maybe it would help.

I don't care!

Not him! Who do
you think you are?

[Osborne] Edward,

I must say everyone's
been very nice.

Where am I exactly?

[camera whirring]

I'm so sorry.

This is all my fault.

[camera whirring]

[whispering] What am I doing?

[sighs] I shouldn't
be showing them this.

[Osborne] Wait.

Let me have a look first.

I can't promise
I'll be of much use.

My mind is...

Well, today is a better day, but
I'm terribly out of practice.

Are these your workings?

Uh, they are S-Safiya Zamil's.

Ah, Safiya.

What a tragedy that was.

And this?

Um, mine.

[breathes deeply] Huh.

It's two halves of a theorem
written 900 years apart.

This side's Musa al-Khwarizmi's
twin prime conjecture.

This side's Safiya's
work on Sophie Germain.

It's the same algebraic language,
just formed entirely differently.

Oh, Edward.

It's wonderful.

You're cracking the
oldest puzzle of them all.

[sighs]

Why didn't you tell me?

Um.

[stammers] Well, no one believed
in it. So I-I-I don't...

Perhaps, Edward.

But I've always believed in you.

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

- [Bogdan] Hello.
- [Akram] Everything okay?

The subject was last seen
in Cambridge a few days ago.

But where is Brooks now?

- I don't know.
- [brushing teeth]

- Well, keep looking.
- Okay.

You're not to hurt him.

We're not animals.

Not yet.

[line beeps]

I've got to go.

Keep me posted.

[call disconnects]

[in Arabic] Hi, sweetheart.

[caller] Just arrived, you
promised me you'd be here.

Yes, I know, I know.

[caller sighs]

I know I promised you.

Dad...

Just one more meeting and then we'll
go out somewhere nice for dinner, ok?

Where?

Anywhere you want, my darling.

Don't be late.

Ok, agreed?

I love you.

[in English] I love you too.

[sighs]

[Osborne] Your
admission interview.

You remember what
we talked about?

How many vertices on a
four-dimensional cube.

[chuckles]

I've forgotten so much,
but I remember that.

You answered me...
totally effortless.

Cambridge is full of talent.

Good mathematicians
are ten a penny.

But you, Ed,

you see targets that are
invisible to the rest of us.

Well,

you were the best
teacher I ever had.

Oh.

All we ever did was
look at things together.

Explorers.

Akram.

How goes the hunt
for Mr. Brooks?

Ongoing, according to
your mercenary ape.

[sighs]

We think the Yanks
have got hold of him.

[Akram] Mm-hmm.

Pity.

Fine mind.

They'll carve him
into geometric shapes.

I'm afraid A-Andrea suspects your
hand in the Baghdad business.

What?

So head down before
you push off, yes?

Suits me.

Good man.

- One more?
- No, I have to go.

Of course you bloody
will. Sit down.

- More things to discuss.
- Such as?

How to extract Brooks
from his confinement.

[Ed] They're congruences.

See these shapes here? The-The
hexagon with the missing side.

It's five mod six.

That's fun.

- [grunts]
- [camera whirring]

[Ed] There's still
something missing.

What happened between
you and Robert?

[sighs]

He said this work was dangerous.

He left me a warning of...

The, uh... the image
that he sent me.

There's so many symmetries.
I don't know, maybe, uh...

Hmm.

[sighs]

[Osborne smacks lips, sighs]

What are you doing?

[Ed] Simplifying it.

[murmurs]

Don't you see?

The beginning of a bridge.

- [sighs]
- I'd say we can see land, wouldn't you?

And then what?

Edward.

We're changing the history
of mathematical thought.

You're changing it.

It's what you were put
on this earth to do.

[Ed sighs]

[Akram sighs]

And in the event you do find
him, and he has the maths...

then what happens?

What happens?

Publish.

That's right. Publish
and be damned.

That would be chaos.

Nothing... [stammers]

Nothing would be safe.

Things would settle
down in the end.

They always do.

Then what's your end?

My end?

Gracious, Akram.

Mafia talk.

Do you know the
root of that word?

No.

But I think you're
about to tell me.

Non tocca mia figlia.

Don't touch my daughter.

Mafia.

And I look forward to meeting
yours for tea in the morning.

You think...

Of course.

It was there all the time.

[Ed chuckles]

[stammers]

Just waiting to be found.

[chuckles] This is your moment!

[laughs]

[sighs]

And I saw it.

I was there.

You must publish.

- [sighs]
- The Brooks theorem.

No.

Brooks-Osborne.

Brooks-Osborne.

[both chuckle]

[Osborne sighs]

[Ed sighs]

We did it, Professor.

[chuckles] We did it.

[Osborne chuckles] Yes.

[Ed sighs]

[door beeps, opens]

- Taylah?
- Hey.

[Ed] You're with them?

Geez.

[groaning]

How much have you seen?

Enough.

What does that mean? Enough?

You said... [stammers]
...you hated this stuff.

[stammers] What did you call it?

Forest fire? A plague?

It doesn't matter what I said.

Everything's changed.

Professor, I'm Taylah.
A friend of Ed's.

[scoffs]

It looks like you
guys cracked it.

The theorem.

So we believe.

[Taylah] It's all
in here, right?

- Hey.
- [clears throat]

Look, at some point, you're gonna
have to prove that it actually works.

- It works.
- Okay.

But you're gonna have
to be sure about it.

And you'll need a coder.

[Ed scoffs]

Now you're
volunteering, are you?

- For them?
- Look, Ed, it's already out there.

Everyone is going to want it.

- [Ed sighs]
- Whose hand do you want on the trigger?

I say we finish what we started.

Don't. Hey.

[Ed] Jesus!

I'll need a processor.

Thank you.

Okay.

[sighs]

[Osborne] A thing like this...

I never thought I'd see it.

[clears throat]

You think they'll
let us go home?

I have a lecture to prepare.

[clicks tongue] There's...
There's no lecture.

Just relax.

I've been thinking.

I might refer to our
little breakthrough.

[sighs]

Would you mind, Edward?

[inhales deeply]

[sighs]

[Taylah] Okay.

Shit.

[sighs] Okay.

[sighs] So I hit-hit
a speed bump.

Maybe you made a
mistake with the code?

No, it's not me. It's
a fault in the math.

- Maybe he's messing with us.
- Maybe you're messing with us.

Let's go ask the genius.

Okay.

[door beeps]

[Taylah] Something's
wrong. It's not working.

You need to fix it.

Why would I do anything for you?

Because you designed it and
it's your responsibility.

You need to help us control it.

Ed, there are people, bad people, in
this world who want possession of this.

You understand that, right?

- And you're the good guys now, are you?
- Ed.

- You wanna make the world a better place?
- Look, you need to trust me.

[scoffs] I have done way
too much of that already.

Just one last time, Eduardo.

Okay. I'll fix it.

Jane,

this is for you.

What?

- [beeping]
- [alarm blaring]

- No! Taylah!
- [grunts]

[choking]

Goddamn it.

- [Andrew chokes]
- No!

[chokes]

We gotta go!

Shit!

[grunts]

Come on. Come on, come on.

[chokes]

[Osborne groans]

[Taylah] Let's go!

Let's go!

I've got control of the
building's security systems

- but we need to move fast.
- [Ed] Come on.

Get us the hell out of here!

[Andrew grunts]

- Carter!
- [grunts]

Goddamn it!

- [Osborne] Where are we going?
- [Taylah] Come on.

[Ed] A few more steps.
We're nearly safe.

[alarm blaring continues]

- [beeping]
- [Ed] Come on.

[Taylah] Okay, let's go! Go, go!

[panting] Shit.

- [Osborne] No! [groaning]
- [Ed grunts] Come on.

- Sir. Just a few more steps, Professor.
- Ed, I-I can't.

- No, we got to go, Ed.
- [Ed] Come on, Professor.

[pants]

[beeping]

- Come on.
- Ed, we gotta go now. Right now.

They're not after
him. They're after us.

- I'm not leaving him!
- Ed, please!

[grunting]

[Ed] Just go! We'll catch up!

Professor, please.

[Andrew grunts]

Come on. Get up, please.
Get up, Professor.

- That's it. That's it. That's it.
- [Osborne groans]

I can't let you leave, Ed.

- Come on, Professor.
- Where's Taylah? I want that phone.

- [Osborne] No.
- Move, old man.

Now listen, this boy...

[groaning]

[Ed] No, no, no, no. Professor.

- Professor.
- [Andrew] Ed, you come with me now.

- Professor.
- [grunts]

[pants]

Professor.

Professor.

Professor, please. [sniffles]

[mutters]

[Taylah] Okay.

[sighs] Ed, please.
I'm sorry. We gotta go.

We gotta go. Let's
go. Let's go. Go.

[Akram] Answer the
damned question.

What's your end?

Brave new world.

Since you asked.

Shock of the new.

Daylight, daylight,
and higher ground.

[Akram sighs]

What makes you think
you'll prize it out of him?

I won't have to
prize it out of him.

He'll come back here without
the slightest murmur.

Why?

Because he has
nowhere else to go.

[panting]