All language subtitles for The Rook s01e08.eng

MAN: Previously
onThe Rook...

MYFANWY: As you can see,

your memory
is completely lost.

And you've chosen
a fresh start.

I've arranged to have you
smuggled out of the country.

And what exactly are you
asking me to do, Myfanwy?

Arrange safe passage

for me.

CONRAD: The Lugat are expert
human traffickers,

profiting in the sale of EVAs.

MAN: Some turn a profit
on loan.

Others we keep
for personal use.

JENNIFER: EVAs might be
better deployed amongst

the publicly
acknowledged agencies.

The home office threatens
a review every other year.

Never once has it happened.

But there's always
a first time.

Kindly remember
I told you all this

asking nothing in return.

Next time, prepare to make a trade.

I'm always willing
to bargain with the King.

BRONWYN: His name
is Nazim Al Rifai.

They call him a pure river.

Washes you clean.

MONICA: They played me.

Now I question everything,

not just him but about myself.

CONRAD: Linda was behind
all of this.

It-it's criminal,
bordering on treasonous.

You can get out.

There are EVAs
living free in the world.

They can craft an exit strategy
and new identities for us.

Myfanwy!

I can help you!
You're not safe alone!

[ spoon clinking ]

[ muffled chatter ]

- [ door clatters ]
- BRONWYN: I'm late.

- Sorry.
- It's okay.

I'm glad you're here.

Your message made me cry.

[ chuckles ]

I--I don't know why
it took me so long

to see things clearly.

You were right.

You needed time to process.

Still can't quite
believe Linda.

She thought
she was helping.

By keeping me in the dark,

wondering who and what I am?

No, if she really
cared about me,

then she wouldn't
have waited

until she was locked up
to come clean.

All that matters now
is that we're here,

together.

Thank you...

for not giving up on me.

The ferry leaves tomorrow
from Dover at 10:00 a.m.

You'll be met by a driver
in Calais.

He'll be holding a sign
with your alias.

You can trust him.

He's one of us.

What about you?

I'll meet you
at the safe house in Bruges.

It's better that way.

Right. Yeah.

It's me they want.

And if you get caught,

I will get you out again.

The Checquy is never going
to stop looking for me,

ever.

And they're everywhere.

And so are we.

We have infiltrated
governments,

financial institutions,

security agencies.

I do not want to live
my life on the run,

always looking
over my shoulder.

- I can't.
- This isn't forever.

The Checquy has been
destabilized.

It's only a matter of time
before this nightmare is over.

Bronwyn.

I will see you tomorrow night
in Bruges.

11:00 p.m.

Understand?

Shit.

I--I--I don't know
if I can do this.

You can.

Myf, you've come so far.

You're so close.

Promise me you'll be there.

Promise me.

[ delicate, eerie music ]

♪

[ seagulls calling ]

[ indistinct chatter ]

MAN OVER P.A. SYSTEM:
The 1614 from Dover to Calais will be departing from Gate 2.

[ scanner beeps ]

Miss,
is this your bag?

WOMAN OVER P.A. SYSTEM:
Ladies and Gentlemen, for security reasons

please do not leave
any luggage unattended.

If you notice any unattended
luggage, please report it immediately...

♪

Enjoy your trip.

[ indistinct chatter ]

[ bells chime ]

MAN OVER P.A. SYSTEM:
9:45 ferry to Dunkirk has been delayed.

Our estimated time of arrival
is 11:40.

[ indistinct chatter ]

[ tense music building ]

♪

[ water splashing ]

[ toilet flushes ]

All right.

[ bells chime ]

MAN OVER P.A. SYSTEM:
Ladies and gentlemen,

the Dover to Calais ferry

will be boarding
in five minutes.

- Please enjoy...
- [ luggage wheels clattering ]

[ WOMAN SPEAKING ITALIAN
OVER P.A. SYSTEM ]

[ tense music ]

♪

[ buzzing ]

[ dark music ]

♪

[ squelching ]

[ squelches ]

[ centrifuge whirring ]

[ latches rattling ]

There are ten doses
preloaded.

Ah, should be more than enough
for her time here.

We gave her a bit extra
for the journey,

but she'll need a dose
by the time she arrives.

Understood.

Ordered you
a full English.

[ grunts softly ]

[ groans ]

You gonna get up today?

[ groans ]

[ neck cracks ]

No.

I'm good right here.

I just want to say
that this was...fun.

But we both know
what's best.

Leave and don't come back.

That's what
I was gonna suggest.

Well,

great minds think alike.

See you at the office.

Bye.

[ door clicks shut ]

I'd like the court meetings
set at half past 8:00

every day, no exceptions.

And get the revised budget
to me by the end of the day.

Yes, hello.

No, no, no.

I'm not talking
about a gesture.

I'm talking about
actual accountability.

Yeah. All right.
Call me back.

Okay, so...

BBC, Sky,

Channel Four, Al Jazeera.

Thank you.

[ sighs ]

It's a once-in-a-lifetime
opportunity.

We'll bring foreign
and domestic operations

into one building,
one support staff,

full court centralization.

We'll finally have the chance
to supersede GCHQ,

MI5, and MI6.

How long have you been
planning for this?

I first presented the idea
to Linda, uh, about a year ago,

but she hesitated
over the budget.

What makes you think
we could afford it now?

No more duplications of roles
across multiple locations.

- Mm.
- It'll pay for itself.

- [ chuckles ]
- Oh.

I'll leave you to it.

I only have five minutes
before my next meeting.

The agency
is going under review.

What?

Wait.
I thought we put that to bed.

I-i-is reorganization
on the table?

No, no, no,
not--not reorganization.

Abolition of the Checquy.

[ softly ] Shit.

Redistribution of EVA assets

throughout
the security services.

That--that is ludicrous!

There must be something
you can do.

Th-th-there's not,
not anymore.

[ sighs ]

The situation with Linda
has tipped the scales.

People trusted her, but...
they don't know you as well.

I'm sorry, Conrad.

The PM should know that
any instability that exists

predates my administration.

That--that's not how it works.

Well, it's how it should.

You don't have any idea,
do you?

When you gained this office,

you lost the power
to define your own reality.

Welcome to life
under the microscope.

From now on,
whatever happens,

it's your fault.

[ ominous music ]

♪

[ scraping ]

♪

- [ chains clinking ]
- [ breathing rapidly ]

♪

[ dramatic music ]

♪

[ lock clicks, door hisses ]

Hello, Myfanwy.

I'm Sophia.

You really should
drink something.

You've had nothing all day.

I feel like
I'm going to be sick.

I'm told the apamin can cause a bit of nausea.

It's a custom sedative made from bee venom.

Small doses
at frequent intervals

allow us to remove
your shackles and keep things

nicely in control.

I'm allergic to bees.

I--I should be in
anaphylactic shock right now.

You're not actually allergic.

Not in the typical sense.

The Checquy ran a battery
of bio assessments

and found that a neurotoxin
in bee venom disables your EVA.

They lied about the allergy

to keep you
maximally operational.

Who do you work for?

Eyes up here.

[ camera shutter clicks ]

Thank you.

Do have some of that juice.

It might settle your stomach.

[ door hisses ]

[ tense music ]

♪

- Morning.
- Morning.

[ phone rings ]

What do you want now?

Good morning, Monica.

Yeah, maybe for someone.

INGRID: Don't you think it's
time you consider going home?

Believe me, I'll be going home.

I just need you
to do me a favor first.

Why doesn't that surprise me?

MONICA: New Glengrove.
I need the address.

INGRID: Yeah.

MONICA: Tell them I'm coming.

I'll be there this afternoon.

[ sighs ]

INGRID: I'll--I'll send you
the address now.

Monica Reed is going home.

Yeah, I assumed as much.

Is Myfanwy in today?

Haven't seen her.

What's this?

Just came today.

[ envelope tearing ]

♪

MYFANWY: "Dear You,

lately I've been
getting flashes of memory.

I had one this morning.

It was raining, and we were
scrambling over a hill.

Some kind
of training exercise.

The rain was coming down
so hard,

we took refuge
under some overhanging rocks.

And this image is so vivid
in my mind:

you were standing
with your back to me,

looking out
at the downpour.

I had an overwhelming urge

to touch the strands of hair
clinging to your neck,

but I couldn't
find the courage.

Nor do I have the courage
to tell you

what I have to say now.

By the time you read this,

I'll be starting
a new life of my own.

The spark I feel with you
is real.

But I need to figure out
who I am,

away from the people
who expect me to be who I was.

I want you to know
there's nothing

you could have done
to change my mind.

I hope one day
you'll forgive me.

With love, Myfanwy."

Drawbridge protocol--now.

Lock down the ports,
the airports, the Tunnel.

Nobody gets out unless we've
vetted the passenger manifests.

If we're fast,
we might still catch her.

♪

[ person whistling ]

Long live the King!

[ whistling ]

[ keypad beeping ]

[ door beeps, hisses ]

Can I come in?

It's your agency,

not mine.

We both know that your crimes

easily cross the threshold
for prosecution.

However,

if you declare your intent

to keep the secrets
of this agency,

I'll see to it
that you are released.

No charges filed.

You'll receive
full customary benefits:

pension,
lifetime security detail.

All you have to do
is sign the act,

and you'll be released
immediately.

Whatever game you're playing,

you already won.

Game.

[ sighs ]

A pyrrhic victory.

It seems your departure has
caused the PM to lose faith.

The review is underway.

To what end?

Full shutdown.

And that's not
my only challenge.

Myfanwy Thomas is in the wind.

Gestalt received a letter.

As far as we can tell,

she hasn't made it
out of the country.

But we don't have
anything concrete.

[ sighs ]

I've stepped
into a difficult role.

I admit,
I've judged you harshly.

Conrad, you have to stop
the review right now.

What are you suggesting?

Begging, bribery?

[ pen clicks ]

The Checquy
is not just an agency.

It's the only family

that some of our assets
will ever have,

and it is up to you
to keep it together.

Conrad,

you've always
been an idealist,

but you can't float
above the fray anymore.

You have to fight your battles

deep in the mud

or lose by default.

[ soft dramatic music ]

♪

How are you feeling?

Good girl.

Let's go.
It's time.

[ tense music ]

♪

BADGER: Available for
the first time is Pulmonas.

This EVA is able to survive
over two hours

on a single breath of air.

Like a starfish,

Astra is able
to regenerate human tissue.

The practical and medical
applications of this EVA

are endless.

Heat-sensitive ion channels

help Tenebrous
see in the dark.

Only ten years old,

she hasn't begun
to reach her peak abilities.

Bidding starts at 2 million.

♪

Lot 12.
Electricae.

♪

A rare defector from
the Checquy of Great Britain.

Level 8 EVA,
transdermal neurotransmission.

♪

Bids start at £10 million.

Bidding starts in five, four,

three, two, one.

This EVA
is a diamond in the rough,

capable of killing
at near distance.

♪

£10 million.

Do I hear 20?

[ speaking indistinctly ]

♪

BADGER: Argentina,
£20 million.

China, £25 million.

Russia, 30 million.

China, 35 million.

Private bidder, 40 million.

Do I hear 45?

♪

[ music intensifies ]

♪

LORIK: Linda Farrier
is exquisite,

but she's turned the Checquy
into a dog's dinner.

I thought you might be
the man to turn it around.

I am.

And if you agree to follow
the rules of diplomacy,

it could be a new day
for relations

between the Checquy
and the Lugat.

We could put the past
behind us.

Wonderful.

I agree to that.

Of course,
our treaty is only good

if the Checquy
continues to exist.

Were you aware the home office
had ordered a review?

I'd heard the rumor.

What else have you heard?

Nothing.

Lorik, your hands are on
the political purse strings.

Those involved would surely
hear your testimony.

Are you asking for my help?

No problem.

I'll stop the review.

Thank you.

In exchange
for proper incentive.

Last time we met,
I warned you

I'd be looking
for reciprocity.

My peace offering
should more than qualify.

It doesn't.

What else did you have in mind?

Mercy for a prisoner
who remains in your custody.

[ keypad beeping ]

[ door hisses ]

♪

Hello, Geoffrey.
Nice to see you.

Good afternoon, ma'am.

[ door hisses ]

[ device beeps ]

Thank you.

Excuse me.

Uh, do you guys know

where I might find
Nazim Al Rifai?

Uh, he's on the pitch
over there.

Nazim!

[ sighs ]
What are you doing here?

Wanted to see
if you're okay.

I'm good.

It's nice here.

Hmm.

Must be nice not to feel
like the only weird one.

[ chuckles softly ]

Thank you
for what you did for me,

getting me here.

It was a group effort.

But you are the one
who followed me

after I was kidnapped.

You are my role model.

[ scoffs ]
Poor choice, dude.

No, it's not.

You are so strong.

I'm not.

I'm really not.

I didn't do any of this
because I'm a good person

or a brave person
or because I really care.

I did it because I thought
that maybe you could

help me find out
what happened to Marcus.

But when
I found the answers,

I realized I would have
been better off

just living
with the questions.

[ sighs ]

Look, um...

I need you
to do me a favor.

GEOFFREY: Enough air back there?

Yes.

I feel as if I can breathe
for the first time.

Colin will be glad
to have you back at home.

[ Farrier laughs ]

We'll see about that.

I might have to find a hobby
to keep out of his way.

[ tire pops ]

[ tires squealing ]

[ tense music ]

Are you okay?

Yeah.

[ gunshot ]

[ gasps ]

Well, hello.

[ sighs ]

Nothing yet?

Train collision
in Dusseldorf,

some kind of fire starter
in the Greek islands.

Nothing that screams Myfanwy.

CONRAD: Keep looking.

She's out there somewhere.

SOPHIA: Yes, she is. Yes.

I just sent you
an encrypted message

with details
of our meeting location.

Your cryptocurrency transaction is verified.

No, no, the auction fee
is not refundable.

15%.

Myfanwy!

Your seller will be here
to meet you shortly.

I'm going to finalize
transport.

I've been running auctions
for a few years.

And I know this
is difficult for you,

but I have seen so much worse.

[ soft dramatic music ]

[ exhales lightly ]

♪

[ door clicks ]

♪

[ tense music ]

♪

[ door clicks ]

Myfanwy, my dear.

Good to see you.

I'm sorry about
the circumstances.

This was your plan all along,
wasn't it?

Kidnap and sell me.

It was your idea
to stray outside the lines.

This is Viktor Danilov,

our host.

VIKTOR: I should
congratulate you.

75 million.

Whatever it is the Chinese
want to do with you,

they want to do it
very badly.

LORIK: Admit it.

It's far more exciting
than life as a bureaucrat.

VIKTOR: Ah, look.

Time to go.

♪

[ dramatic music ]

♪

[ music intensifies ]

♪

She's headed to Felixstowe.

You've been briefed
on her dosing regimen?

Half a cc every two hours.

Good.
Give too much, you'll kill her.

Give too late,
she'll kill you.

She's due again
in 40 minutes.

Set an alarm.

It's a two-hour drive.

Then you'll transfer
to a container ship.

Best of luck to you,
Myfanwy.

[ engine rumbling ]

[ person coughing ]

Hey!

I-is there someone there?

Anybody?

GIRL: Hello.

Hello.

I'm thirsty.

What's your name?

Gemma.

Hi, Gemma.

I'm Myfanwy.

You're gonna be okay.

Really?

How?

[ metallic rattling ]

[ muffled banging ]

What's going on back there?

Don't know, mate.

Better pull over.

Maybe she needs
a top-up already.

Hey, can you let
the little girl out for a minute?

Please!
She's a child!

- What's the holdup?
- Don't know.

Can't seem to get it to--

[ man groaning ]

Sorry, mate.

Whoa. It's okay.

[ panting ]

I'm getting you out of here.

What?

[ clasps rattling ]

I'm with the resistance.

Come on.

[ soft dramatic music ]

Hi.

Van's gonna meet us
down the road.

We'll drive to Hastings,
where...

a boat will meet us
and take us to France.

Take the girl.

- I'm not coming.
- What?

Don't be stupid.

They'll be looking for you.

MYFANWY: Thank you, truly.

But I mean it.

Go on.

- Go.
- Come on.

♪

[ phone rings ]

Ingrid Woodhouse.

MYFANWY: Ingrid, it's me.

Oh, my God, Myfanwy!

Look, I need to speak
to Gestalt immediately.

- Where are you?
- Now!

[ cell phone buzzing ]

Yes, Ingrid?

Myfanwy?

MYFANWY: Look, I was just
at Victor Danilov's residence.

They're holding an auction.
They have Linda.

- ROBERT: Where are you now?
- CONRAD: Are you hurt?

It doesn't matter.
I need you to go to her now!

Myfanwy, you need to...

ALL: Run.

I'm not leaving without her.

Victor Danilov has
full diplomatic immunity.

Might as well
be Russian soil.

BADGER: Lot 18.
Gryllus.

Level 6 EVA.

Hypersonic diffusion
produced by an internal organ

located in the diaphragm
known as a tymbal.

[ tense music ]

♪

Additionally,
this EVA is also Checquy,

recently released
from her role as King.

Bidding starts at £80 million.

Private bidder, £82 million.

Ukraine, 84.

China, 85 million.

♪

It is not a matter of protocol.
I need full authorization.

JENNIFER: You know
I don't have the authority.

My hands are tied.

Now who's the one
denying responsibilities?

How can I possibly sanction

invading the home
of a Russian diplomat?

Look,
a one-kilometer perimeter.

It's the most we can do.

The most you can do,

with one of your agencies
under full assault?

What you're asking amounts
to a declaration of war against

one of our
greatest adversaries.

Yes, thanks for your help.

[ sighs ]

[ dramatic music ]

[ music intensifies ]

♪

ELIZA: I never said that!

You make up shit in your head
'cause you're fucking insane!

Who the fuck do you think
you're talking to?

ELIZA: You, you fucking
paranoid prick!

- [ smack ]
- [ Eliza gasps ]

Is this what you want?
Is this what you want?

Sir. Calm down, sir!

Sir, calm down.

[ blows landing,
guards grunting ]

♪

[ blows landing,
guard grunting ]

[ device beeps ]

[ monitors beeping ]

- [ smack ]
- [ guard grunts ]

[ silenced gunshot ]

[ silenced gunshot ]

Do we have some sort
of misunderstanding?

We do.

[ silenced gunshots ]

LORIK: Notify Toronto

and delay all departures
until further notice.

The Checquy's foundations
are about to crack,

so the onus on us
is to keep a cool head.

[ panting softly ]

- Oh, fu--
- TEDDY: Are you all right?

- Did they hurt you?
- I'm fine.

We need to find Lorik.

Are you mad?

Look, here are other EVAs
in the auction,

but they won't be sent
to their buyers

until he gives
the go-ahead.

I've gotta get you and Farrier
out of here.

Listen to me.

If we find Lorik,
we can save the others.

Why don't you leave
the operational stuff

to the people that actually
know what they're doing?

Let's go.

I'll slow you down.

Find Farrier.

Come back for me.

Lock the fuckin' door.

[ soft dramatic music ]

♪

[ ominous music ]

♪

[ blows landing,
guard grunting ]

MAN: Don't move!

Or I'll blow your fucking--

[ silenced gunshots ]

♪

Hello, you.

Hey, wait.
Come on.

[ blows landing,
man grunting ]

[ tense music ]

♪

[ canister clinks ]

[ smoke hissing ]

Where is Myfanwy Thomas?

Is she here?

- Where the fuck is she?
- [ maids scream ]

Yes, immediately.

Full bore.

Back entrance.

I don't know how she escaped.

Just find her--now!

Are you looking for me?

The Lugat's on its way.

They'll deliver you
to your buyer

and take Linda Farrier
into custody.

You must regret your actions
on the Millennium Bridge.

Otherwise, you'd be with
your sister right now, hmm?

It's difficult to regret
what you can't remember.

All I wanted
was to get as far away

from the Checquy as possible.

But you have showed me
the one thing they couldn't.

Linda was right.

The Checquy is here
for a reason.

[ electrical humming ]

[ grunts, pants ]

[ electrical humming ]

[ grunts ]

[ humming continues ]

[ glass shatters ]

[ electricity crackles ]

[ yells ]

[ electrical humming ]

[ gasping ]

[ humming continues ]

[ electricity crackling ]

And what you don't remember
can't hurt you anymore.

[ intense music ]

♪

NAZIM: I'm getting better.

- I've been practicing.
- [ school bell rings ]

Mice. Rats.

They learn a maze,
and I make them forget it.

But I haven't tried it
on an actual person since Myfanwy.

She's lucky.

You erased all that shit
that was dragging her down.

She can start all over.

That's all I want.

But what if it goes too far?

Please.

I'll take my chances.
I have to.

[ breathes deeply ]

Okay.

Think about him.

Only him.

How you met,

things you did together.

The more active
the memories are

at the moment of contact,

the more precise I will be.

♪

Are you ready?

♪

[ tense music ]

Monica?

♪

Somebody help me!

[ panting ]

Monica.

Monica, wake up.

Help me!

[ dramatic electronic music ]

♪

REPORTER: An attack
of unknown proportions

- has taken place
at the home... - What the fuck is going on?

REPORTER: Of Russian diplomat
Viktor Danilov.

A spokesman
from the Russian Embassy

points to an unidentified
British intelligence unit

as the responsible party.

The Russians vow retaliation,

viewing these events as,

"a full-scale
breach of diplomacy."

Our reporter Richard Amos
is on the ground.

RICHARD: Thank you, Steven.

The house
is the diplomatic residence

of Viktor Danilov...

The Checquy is done.

Not for me.

RICHARD: So if this action
was taken

by the UK security services,

this would be a serious strain
on an already fraught

relationship
between the UK and Russia.

[ dramatic music ]

[ indistinct radio chatter ]

♪

[ sirens wailing ]

Where's Linda?

She's been in the back,
waiting for a medic.

She wanted
to tell you something.

[ indistinct radio chatter ]

Hey.

I know you wanted to leave.

And if you still do, I...

won't be angry.

But I'll miss you.

Thank you.

[ ominous music ]

♪

[ dramatic music ]

♪

MYFANWY: "Dear You...

It feels strange
to write a letter to myself

when I know
we are the same person,

divided only
by a fateful moment

where your memory was lost
and mine began.

You must have felt the same

when you wrote
your letters to me."

♪

"When you knew
the end was coming,

you didn't try
to save yourself.

You spent your last days
making sure I'd be safe--

a stranger
you were never going to meet

and a future
you were never going to see.

I'm still alive
thanks to you.

Though the world constantly

reminded you
of your weaknesses,

I want you to know
I see your strength.

And now it's mine.

All the damage you suffered,

all the doubt and pain,
has been wiped away.

And in the process,

I've become what you
always were meant to be.

Now that I've found
your incredible power,

I am going to use it
in ways you never imagined."

♪

"No one can stop me.

I hope this would have
made you proud."

♪

[ footsteps tapping ]

[ WAR HALL's
"Break The System" ]

♪

Come on.

We've got work to do.

MAN: ♪ Ah, ah-ah, yeah

♪ Ah, ah-ah, yeah

♪ Ah, ah-ah, yeah

♪ Ah, ah-ah

♪ Keep your status quo

♪ Our lives aren't your show

♪ We're gonna be who we are

♪

♪ We break the system

♪ Ain't gonna
wear your clothes ♪

♪ Ain't gonna bow down low

♪ We're gonna be who we are

♪ We break the system

♪ You're looking at original

♪ I'm never gonna
fit your mold ♪

♪ I guess it's always
me and them ♪

♪ I break the system

♪

♪ I break the system

♪

♪ Ah, ah-ah, yeah

♪ Ah, ah-ah, yeah

♪ Ah, ah-ah, yeah

♪ Ah, ah-ah

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