All language subtitles for The Iris Affair S01E06

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All right, Joy.

She just made you collateral.

I'll come again, I promise!

I bring you the diary, you give me joy.

Swaps as it is.

Has she called yet? About swapping me
for the diary.

Because he said he'd cut my hand off.

I need you to find a man called Jensen
and get some of his DNA for me. If Joy

doing something for Iris, there's a way
to use that knowledge to your own

advantage. Alfie, I need that book. We
hate people who knowingly provide

assistance to people who murder police
officers.

You actually want to know what happened?

I'll see you, Nico.

Police are here.

Forgive the intrusion, Professor Lind. I
appreciate that privacy is very

important to you.

My name is Pim.

And as I'm sure you've inferred, I
represent the syndicate who debt

development of your device back when the
project hit some cash flow issues.

In fact, I'm the new acting head of what
they call the Intragroup Committee.

Admirers and supporters were keenly
aware that contained within the

pathways of your device lie certain
conjectures that you'd much prefer

undisclosed.

So let me reassure you, I am here only
to discuss some comparatively minor work

you did on protein misfolding in the
PRNP gene, the gene that encodes an

incurable prion disease known as fatal
familial insomnia.

Now, at the very head of my organization
sits an extremely wealthy man.

And the thing that he cherishes most in
the entire world is a grandchild.

Now, her family learned that she'd
inherited this condition while still in

utero. So the previous head of the
intergroup committee was given the task

securing a treatment.

before she became symptomatic, and sadly
this wasn't to be.

Symptoms appeared a few weeks ago.

Started with tremors, gait
abnormalities, involuntary eye, hand and

movement.

Her time is growing desperately short.

Soon she'll be unable to sleep.

She'll experience terrifying delusions,
waking nightmares, followed by severe

dementia, and then death.

She's nine years old.

So the reason I'm here is to offer you
in person my absolute assurance that we

have. no intention of exploiting
financially or otherwise any of these

abstruse conjectures.

In fact, I would happily see the machine
entirely erased, if that is indeed what

you truly want.

All I ask is for you to wake it just
long

enough for me to take.

I'm sorry.

Did you give me your name?

I did, yes. It's Pim.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

I shit you, Pim.

Man of cabbage. It's an easy one.

Oh, here comes that day.

Here comes that day. Oh, here comes the
rain on your

brain.

There's a price to pay for a life

of innocence.

And you pretend that it doesn't matter

and that you're not scared.

Oh, here comes that day.

Yeah, count that rain on your parade.

30 seconds to go.

Go!

Qui non c 'è.

Continuate a cercare.

Andiamo avanti, ragazzi!

Casa.

Why are you here?

Come on, tell me.

She invited me.

Oh.

Iris.

How long

have

you been running this?

YouTube channel.

To two years, more or less.

I mean, it takes a while to gain
traction.

I didn't put it in these terms.

What happened?

What happened is that you came.

There was a knife here in this room.

And you made it escape.

Wait, let's appreciate what he's doing
and why he's doing it.

But this is our jurisdiction.

So let us do our job in our own way.

We'll see you in court.

But I don't care.

E neanche a voi.

Perché non lo chiate i soli ad aver
perso qualcuno.

Chiaro?

I'm really sorry I couldn't...

I can try.

Lei sta mettendo piede in un mondo più
quarto.

E non ci sta nemmeno a tre misure.

Quindi, uscire tra tutti e due i piedi o
se no vuol dire saltare dall 'altra

parte.

Ciao, Gasserman.

Mi traga la giornata.

Sarà la prima a sapere.

Allora? Allora troviamo la Nixon e lo
portiamo in un posto tranquillo.

Poi facciamo venire la Gasserman e quell
'altro deficiente da YouTuber e famo

fuori tutte e due e incoltiamo la Nixon.

Poi la consegniamo e impastiamo la
ricompensa.

Certo. Così si tiriamo fuori da tutta
Tagashara.

Dad, please, come here.

Come on.

The bathroom's over there.

Thank you very much.

Experiences an infinite cycle of birth,
death, and rebirth.

And this we call Brahman.

I believe I've glimpsed the shadow of
Brahman, Mr. Beck.

I believe there is form in the void.

So this is Jensen, as I'm sure Iris
described him when she told you to sneak

into his room.

But this is who he actually is.

Cameron trusted you.

Which makes him an idiot.

And you, very lucky to be alive.

looking at it now.

Of course.

Well, tell them that we have a plan of
action that will retrieve the password

imminently. Matter of hours, all being
well.

Are you Deacon? No, just a sec.

Is it now?

You nervous?

Uh -huh.

Duh.

There's no need.

Here am I.

Libby, if it's really bad, we can
probably dig you out some sort of

just to take the edge off the anxiety.

Do you do that?

Not recreationally, no.

I don't actually do anything
recreationally anymore.

But I do take something to help me go to
sleep and something to help me get out

of bed and something... Well, I've been
having the odd sort of panic attack

thing.

I think I'm okay.

Thanks. Good choice.

Just say mostly no.

Ah,

this is joy, isn't it?

Nice to meet you at last, John.

Okay, don't worry.

Go on.

Hey, Iris.

Hello, Cameron.

I saw the internet.

How's Italy?

Have you ever had a cocktail on the roof
terrace of the hotel Roma Antica?

Oh, my God.

So where are you really?

Rome.

Very good, very funny.

So is she with you?

She certainly is.

Miss Brooke?

I'm okay.

I need to hear her speak, Cameron.

She spoke. You heard.

That could be a voice memo.

Okay.

There's no fun in games.

Joy, I'd like for you to think back to
our lesson so you can answer some

questions, okay?

Okay.

A Dun beetle walks into a bar and says,
Excuse me?

Is this stool taken?

What does DNA stand for?

National Dyslexic Association.

Why did the chicken cross the Mobius
strip?

Oh, to get to the same site.

Okay, so how are we going to do this?
Can we try something with a bit less

shrapnel this time, please?

Meet me at Roma Aurelia at 4pm.

No, Iris, we can't do that. We won't get
there in time.

Oh, you're only in... Bloody Slovenia,
and you've got a helicopter.

Of course you can, if you skedaddle.
Okay, before we get too convivial, I do

have something to add.

Sorry, who am I speaking to?

Someone who needs more assurance. Okay,
wait, before I allow, she went back to

her TV premises with her skin on.

What the fuck are you doing?

The usual due diligence.

And it's necessary to do it like that,
is it?

Does hurting her prove something about
you that we don't already know?

Might prove something to Iris.

Oddly, it won't.

It's okay, Joy.

He's not going to do this anymore,
because if he does, he's not going to

what he wants. And what he wants, he
wants very, very much.

Show me the book, please. Iris, you're
facing the pitch. Just to get your

tongue, close your left eye.

Iris, do it.

Everybody happy? That's the actual
diary.

Of course it is.

Let her go.

And we'll have no more of that.

We're not fucking barbarians.

Iris, you still there?

Romeo, really, at 4 p .m.

Okay.

You were telling the truth.

So let's go and get Toy Box, sir.

We've got five minutes. We'll be there.

I see them.

We're here.

The traffic was mental, but we're here.

Hop on the bus in front of you. The one
to Tivoli.

Oh, come on. Don't really get on a bus.

What are we doing on a train? I quite
like a train.

I'll text you the stop. You need to get
off those.

What?

Nothing.

I know what nothing looks like. That's
not nothing.

She must be watching us.

Well, we don't have a choice because I'm
stupid and I gave her a job.

I'll be watching. You won't be alone.

Goodbye, Joy.

Good luck.

Hope you managed to put this all behind
you.

I think this is it.

Iris knows how to pick a rendezvous,
doesn't she?

anything not yet be patient

um

why can't you sleep oh yeah stuff goes
around around my head what

like all the embarrassing things you've
ever done all your own cringe come back

to haunt you

Something like that, yeah.

You?

Yeah.

You know who Neil Armstrong was?

Spaceman.

Walked on the moon.

Well, I think about him quite a lot.

I think about when he stepped on the
moon.

He was basically an ambassador for the
entire species.

The whole world was watching.

It's honestly got to be a candidate for
the most optimistic moment in history.

Did you know history forgot Siegmund
Rescher?

Is he the one that said that men once
did all their moms?

No, different Siegmund.

This one was a Nazi.

He spent his scientific career freezing
human beings to death in ice baths.

and suffocating other human beings to
death in pressure chambers.

He was a monster.

But without that research, we would
never have known about the tolerances of

human body in extremis, and the
spacesuits that the NASA program used

Apollo program could never have been
made.

No Sigmund Rascher, no Neil Armstrong.

No worst of us, no best of us.

So I think about that sort of thing
quite a lot when I can't sleep.

All the enormities that we've foist on
each other, all the iniquities and the

horrors.

And I wonder if it all evens out in the
end.

Heads up.

Almost good to go.

You look nervous.

You heard her.

How are you, Joy? You okay? I'm good.

Yeah, I'm alright.

This will all be over soon.

How was the bus?

It was actually really nice.

Where's the book?

I'm taking Joy home, but I'm not giving
you the book.

You see that?

I do.

That's mine.

It's armed.

Messke's the pilot.

She sends her worst regards, by the way.

Hi, Messke.

So, if I don't give you the diary,
you... Riddle you with bullets type of

Hmm.

Cameron, this is Nico.

All she cares about is getting Joy home.

She doesn't give two hoots about you or
me.

And definitely not the bloody diary.

Which is why she will burn it if she has
to.

Even if I beg her to stop.

You don't have the right to do this just
because it frightens you.

It should frighten you too.

It does.

But burning a book doesn't mean it's not
true.

And if the book ends up burning us?

Well, that's not a judgment you get to
make.

Okay, Nico, Chuck's away.

Once it's lost, It's gone forever. All
those lives you could save, Iris, you're

burning them too.

Say the word.

Okay, Mesky, stand down.

You arsonist mask woman, you can stop
too.

Okay, off you go.

What about you?

What would they do to you?

Oh, honestly, don't worry, I'll think of
something.

Go on. Off you go.

Remember to drink lots of water.

Eat the rainbow.

Well, that's that, then.

Look after her. Keep her safe.

Yeah. Try and die in some terrible
accident or something. It's really

having to hate you.

You get it?

The DNA?

From his hairbrush. Good girl.

Yes!

So you were right, you bitter old
meanie. It was the only way to play the

she had.

I thought you were going to let it burn.

Yeah, that was a bit tricky.

Please tell me you've got them.

Of course.

Marking them now.

That big old bloody risk.

They've picked up the book.

They know we're watching them.

Well, she'd be worried if we weren't.

Let it play out.

What? Hi, Joy.

Nice to see you.

Let's go!

Don't let me down, Cindy.

Watch your fingers.

Countermeasures? Counter what bloody
measures?

They're trying to lose us by taking out
the drone.

How?

Fuck. Brute force.

Don't lose them.

I don't intend to.

Damn! The White Buster! How long to the
tunnel? Less than a kilometre!

Shit, I missed it.

Come on.

Cindy, come on. Come on, lovely.

Nico, how much longer we got?

Not long.

Come on, sweetie.

It's coming soon, yeah?

It is soon.

God, God. Come on, lovely.

They've stopped in the tunnel.

We can camp here for the night.

If you can, repeat the question in the
answer sort of thing, and that way

have a really nice professional vibe.

Yeah.

Okay, yeah.

Is that what they do?

It is, yeah.

Ready to go?

You got this.

Okay.

Rolling.

So, tell us who you are.

Joy Baxter.

Oh, sorry.

My name is Joy Baxter.

Amazing. Well done. You're a natural.

So, Joy, can you tell me in your own
words what happened to you

over the last few days?

I suppose what happened is, a few days
ago, I was basically kidnapped.

There was this bloke called Cameron.

He took us to this massive base.

locked me in, showed me this big
computer -y thing, and then tried to

for a book.

You think this will work?

Yeah.

thinking she's literally the devil so
why not she's literally the devil which

why it will you should probably stop
drinking

have a drink i'm working

you're fired have a drink i don't drink
since when since i lost my job

without draw

I feel mud.

Of what?

Old little things.

But big little things.

Having kids.

Taking buses.

You like buses now. I do.

It turns out I like a bus.

Are you married?

Yes.

How long?

For longer than I wasn't.

Has it been good?

Yes.

So would you say you were happy?

It's not something I think about.

Oh, well, that means you are.

Happiness is like sex and money. You
only say it doesn't matter if you have

enough of it.

Then I'm happy.

But happiness and joy aren't the same
thing.

What I'm saying is, what if you spend so
much time trying to achieve big things,

you miss the chance to be part of
something small?

Stop drinking now, please.

You've been quite boring.

But consistent.

And after all this time in hiding, Iris,
why come forward to have this

conversation now?

Well, because if I were to die, which is
beginning to look quite likely, I need

to leave behind a record of what
happened and why.

And this record somehow connects to the
book in your hand?

It does.

So tell me about that.

It's a diary of Professor Jensen Lind.

It contains the encrypted record of
discoveries made by a machine he

And there's a lot of good in here.

Like, profound good, really.

I mean, imagine being able to grow a new
heart.

New eyes.

There's a solution to nuclear fusion.
I'll test it, of course.

Superconductors at room temperature.

There's a solution to the colax
conjecture tossed off as a kind of

But... But there are weapons described
in here also.

Genetically targeted viruses.

What looks like some kind of harmonic
resonance device designed to emit

waves.

An earthquake generator, basically.

A terrible thing.

Would these weapons actually work?

Well, from what I can tell, yes.

That's not what frightens you, is it?

Not even that?

Not even that, no.

So what does?

The device identified a recurring
pattern in the cosmic microwave

radiation, in bird migration, in
galactic rotation, in the

tides, the rise and fall of the stock
market, the pulsation of the northern

lights, running through the fabric of
reality.

Like a source code.

A source code to what?

The four pillars of Dharma reduced to
one.

The eschaton.

The great annihilator.

Annihilator of?

What is.

And what does that actually mean?

I'll know as soon as I get Jensen's DNA
sequence from this.

Use it to crack the last key of the
cipher, giving me access to the final

of the diary, all the way to the end.

Is it possible that this is all just the
delusion of a troubled man's

mind? Well, it's more than possible.
It's highly probable, almost certain.

But there is a non -zero possibility
that it's not.

And if you can...

prove that it's not a delusion.

Then I'm going to destroy the machine in
Jensenland with it.

Just to be sure.

What was that?

What was what?

The words you were muttering.

Coordinates.

Coordinates to what?

Nothing.

That doesn't make any sense.

We're coordinates laid somewhere.

Very good.

Very true. Gold star.

So?

Well, it is coordinates to the
biodiversity void.

Great nothing.

Basically a big hole in the universe.

300 light years across.

A scale we can't even begin to
comprehend. We'd go mad if we tried.

You can fit the Milky Way in it a
billion times, Anselm.

Well, that can't be true.

Mats don't lie. Only people do that.

But there, in the constellation of
Biotes, the Earthman pushes the plough

around the North Star.

Big bubble of absolute oblivion.

Can I ask you something?

Of course you can.

I'm your teacher.

Everything you did to get me back, was
that actually about me?

Or was it just to get what you wanted?

It was both.

Because I've been thinking about it.

And you sent me into Jensen, which
seems... I don't know.

Dangerous, really.

I didn't think he could hurt you. I
thought he'd be sedated.

That makes sense, yeah.

And he didn't hurt you?

No.

He was really kind, actually.

Well, there you go.

See, that's the difference between
Cameron and me.

I respect you enough to tell you the
truth. I don't tell you what you want to

hear.

I know.

I know.

And I appreciate that.

Thank you.

No, no, no.

What's wrong?

You fancy some breakfast?

Yes.