All language subtitles for Person of Interest - 02x15 - Booked Solid.LOL

You are being watched.

The government
has a secret system--

a machine that spies on you
every hour of every day.

I designed the machine
to detect acts of terror,

but it sees everything...

Violent crimes
involving ordinary people.

The government considers
these people irrelevant.

We don't.

Hunted by the authorities,
we work in secret.

You will never find us.

But victim or perpetrator,

if your number's up,
we'll find you.

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Did you see it happen?

No, but she did.
She saw everything.

Where's the girl now?

Are you sure
you can keep her safe?

Of course.

Did you know that
the first public cell phone call

was made
from the New York Hilton? 1973.

There's also a rumor
that the Martini

was invented
at the Knickerbocker,

but there are some people
in San Francisco

that would dispute that.

I feel like
I should be taking notes.

You find my fascination
with hotels to be peculiar,

don't you?

You sharing anything personal
is peculiar.

A hotel is one
of the last few places

where a person can retain
relative anonymity.

Makes it easier when
disappearing foreign diplomats

from their penthouses.

With any luck, Mr. Reese,
we can prevent a murder,

rather than the alternative.

Yeah.

_

Mira Dobrica.

You sure the threat to her
is work-related?

Ms. Dobrica is single,
lives alone,

doesn't do
much social networking,

and she puts in
a 60-hour work week.

Whatever's gonna happen,

it makes sense
that it would happen here.

They say a maid can tell
everything about you

from how you leave your room.

All sorts of things
happen in hotel rooms.

Mira's job could have put her

at the wrong place
at the wrong time.

What about her life
before coming to America?

Bit of a mystery.
She came here in '99,

when computer records
weren't what they are today.

I put in a call
to Immigration Services,

as a prospective employer.

Would that be Mr. Wren

from Universal Heritage
Insurance?

You know, her shift
starts in five minutes,

which means that ours
starts in four.

They were hiring a bellhop
and a concierge.

The choice seemed obvious.

I interviewed last night,

made sure that your resume
would stand out.

Oh, by the way, you worked
at the Hotel Lutetia

in Paris for two years.

You'll have access to every room
with your employee key card.

I can research
the guests and exploit

any necessary systems
from my desk.

700 guests in this hotel.

One of them
is planning a murder.

Where do we start?

Harold.

Glad you could start
on such short notice.

Derek, my pleasure.

When you're on the clock,
it's Mr. Fowler.

This is bud, my head doorman.

And you are again?

John. I worked
at the Hotel Lutetia.

Right.

Your desk is right over there.

Remember,
always recommend our restaurant

before suggesting
anywhere else.

- Very good.
- We're hosting an event

for the Association
of Aviation Technology tomorrow,

and most of the attendees
are arriving today, so...

no excuse for standing around.

Are you waiting
for a written invitation?

Let me help you with that.

Mr. Reese,
Mira should be housekeeping

on the 30th floor.

I just finished a run on 12.
I'll head up.

John.

Zoe.

Haven't seen you
since the divorce.

You working?

Yeah.
You working?

Always.

Like the suit.

I'm planting the camera
on her cart.

We can see exactly where she is
at all times.

I didn't take your money.

I had 50 bucks in my wallet,
and now I don't.

Finch, who's in room 3024?

Tug Brantley, CEO
of the Aggro Push energy drink.

I'm a Platinum Member
of this place.

Do you have any idea

how difficult
I can make your life?

- Come on.
- What do you want from me?

I wanna know if those lips
taste like the chocolate mints

you leave on my pillow.

I'm going to come back
when you're not here.

Are you really
going to turn me down?

- Is there a problem here?
- Who invited you in?

Mr. Reese, could you try
not to get fired before lunch?

Being a Platinum Member
doesn't entitle you

to sexually harass our staff.

If you disagree, we can have
the police sort this out.

You're lucky
I don't report you to your boss.

- Are you all right?
- I'm fine.

That sort of thing happens
every other week, you know.

I could have handled it.

Sounds like a rough gig.
I'm John.

Mira.

So strong, handsome guy
your age working as a bellhop.

Must have made a wrong turn
somewhere.

Yeah, I stopped counting
awhile back.

Well you're in
for a rough gig yourself.

Our brilliant manager

should have staffed
four bellhops.

Instead,
it's just you and Randy,

and he takes more smoke breaks
than he does luggage.

You seem to know
your way around this place.

Hotel management is hard work,
but it's not rocket science.

Speaking of which,
I should get back to work.

Guess I'll be
seeing you around then.

_

Oh, I really like this girl,
Finch.

I heard back
from Immigration Services.

Mira sought asylum
as a Serbian refugee,

a survivor of the Kosovo war.

I thought most refugees
from that war were Albanian.

Most were,
but both sides suffered losses.

Seeing as how Mira came alone,

we can only assume
that whatever family she had

didn't make it out.

She was 16 at the time.

She's been on her own
ever since.

Here's a map of midtown.

That's the Theater District,
Columbus Circle,

and the beginning of the Park.

- It's a good start.
- Thank you.

I managed to hack
into the security network

and piggyback on their feeds,
allowing me access

to all the hotel's cameras.

Uh, excuse me.
Where's the--

Oh,
the ladies' is around--

and the gents', the opposite.

Mira.

Is something wrong?

Police were asking questions
about our little side operation.

It got me thinking
about how they knew

to poke around
in the first place.

- It-- it wasn't me.
- No.

You're not stupid enough
to do a thing like that

because you know
how upset I would be

if I found out it was you.

Of course.

Mr. Reese,
we can add hotel staff

to our list
of potential threats.

Sir.

Welcome back
to the land of the free.

Getting out of Rikers
took longer than I anticipated.

I understand
our rogue operative

slipped away from you in there.

It won't happen again.
I know his face now.

Need you to work fast.

Ever since he assaulted
our DOD facility,

our source
has become compromised.

Compromised, sir?

This man has connections
to a dangerous party.

It's imperative
that you find him

and figure out
who he works for.

Wherever he goes,
a mess usually follows.

All I have to do
is find the right mess.

I'm sure you'll work it out,

and when you're done with him,

- make sure no one finds him.
- Understood.

Any available units,

please respond to a 10-50
in progress

at the intersection
of 46th and 3rd.

- Thanks.
- Hey, so listen,

there's something
you should know.

I'm in a bit of...
trouble.

- Serious?
- Yeah.

My mom wants to set me up

with this woman
who goes to her church.

Oh.
Well, that's pretty serious.

Yeah.

What'd you say?

That I'm seeing someone.

It could be serious.

That right?

I don't know.

Have you told your son
anything?

Mm, I may have mentioned
a thing or two,

that I met a man
who's nice and funny,

easy on the eyes.

Taylor's happy for me,

so what do you think
about meeting him?

I'm cool with it.
You?

I think it might be time.

But let's talk more
about it later. I gotta go.

- Okay.
- Okay.

SAIC Moss.

Didn't think
I'd ever see you here again.

I'm on a matter regarding
Special Agent Donnelly.

After he died,
I took it upon myself

to review his old files.

Found something
that might interest you.

I discovered a recommendation
to make you a Field Agent.

Donnelly ever discuss that
with you?

Once or twice, yeah.

I'm ready
to run it up the flagpole,

but only
if you're still interested.

I am.

Great.

Then with your permission,

we'll initiate
the background check,

interview friends, family,

any contacts
from the past ten years.

Okay, whatever you need.

Are you available to take
a polygraph this evening?

- Polygraph?
- Standard procedure.

You can take it
here in the precinct.

Okay, it shouldn't be
a problem.

- Then we'll see you later.
- Okay.

FBI, huh?

You really gonna go through
with this?

Yeah.

I guess so.

The spa's located
past the elevator banks,

through a glass door
on your right.

- You can't miss it.
- Sounds great.

Everything all right,
Mr. Reese?

I feel like
I'm back at boot camp,

and we still haven't zeroed in
on the threat to Mira yet.

Same girl we saw before,
but she's with a different guy.

The side operation
Derek's running

might be girls.

I made a similar observation.

Detective Carter should be
getting back to me soon

on any known
solicitation activity.

Look who has time to chat.

A bus just arrived
full of airplane geeks.

Check them in,
and let's make sure

they don't crowd up
the common areas.

Oh, I really hope
Derek's the threat.

Detective Carter.

I checked with Vice.

They picked up a working girl
a few days ago

at that hotel
off an anonymous tip,

but the girl didn't say boo,

and her bail was posted
within an hour.

- By whom?
- By a guy named Bud Garrison.

Our floor manager's pet.

Thank you.

- Anything else?
- Should there be?

I just assume you heard
my conversation with Moss.

I hear everything, Detective.

So you know he thinks
I'm qualified to join the feds.

Well, what do you think?

I just think it'll be
a great opportunity,

assuming I get in.

You're concerned
about the polygraph.

Considering I've been lying
about you guys

for over a year, a little.

You know, polygraphs
don't detect lies,

just physiological responses.

Try lying on one
of the baseline questions,

it might trick the test
into thinking

that everything you say
is normal.

Yeah, it's just a machine,
right?

I mean, how smart can it be?

Exactly.
Just a machine.

Oh, in the meantime,
it might be wise for you

to steer clear
of John and myself,

just for the time being.

Yeah, I think
that's a good idea.

Thanks.

Looks like Derek
is running an escort service.

If Mira called in the tip,
he might be our threat.

The sooner we can confirm it,
the sooner we can go home.

Housekeeping.

Sorry, we don't need service.

My wife forgot
to put the sign out.

No problem.

Housekeeping.

Hey.

I need to talk to you.

I can't now.

You know this can't wait.

Mr. Reese?

Mira's just been summoned
into room 3215 by a guest.

Charles Harris.

She didn't look
particularly happy to see him.

You must be exhausted,
dropping bags off all day.

According to his hotel bill,

Mr. Harris drinks
more than he eats,

and we have no way of knowing
what's going on in the room

because Mira left her phone
on her cart.

She's three floors above you.

How late
do you deliver room service?

I believe the hotel
delivers room service--

- I'm not talking
about the hotel.

I'm talking about you.

Feel free
to drop yourself off...

anytime.

Huh.
Excuse me.

I'm on the 32nd floor now.

Don't try to push me, Harris.

But you need
to listen to reason.

How can you expect me
to agree to this?

Because it's
the right thing to do.

Easy for you to say.

Next time, damn well knock.

What are you doing here?

I was checking the minibar.

I'll save you the trouble.
It's empty.

We'll talk later.

Ms. Brozi, Ms. Brozi!

Please reconsider.

What's your problem?

That's the second time
you've walked in on me.

It's Derek, isn't it?
He has you following me around.

Are you in some kind
of trouble with him?

I know he's running girls
out of here.

I also know you're involved.

I clean the rooms,
that's my job.

I've worked too hard

to get involved
in some sleazy scheme.

Is that why
you tipped off the police?

That's none of your business.

What about the booze hound
in there? I heard the yelling.

He's harmless.
It was nothing.

Are you sure about that,
Ms. Dobrica?

Or is that "Brozi"?

You know nothing about me,

what I've seen,
what I've been through.

I don't need help, especially
from someone like you.

Just stay away from me, got it?

We do have a good steakhouse
here in the hotel, but...

personally,
I'd recommend The Grand.

Best rib eye in town.
You will not be disappointed.

Shall I put you down for 7:30?

- Sure, thanks.
- Okay.

I've been researching
our guest.

Charles Harris
is a freelance journalist

working with a number
of respected publications.

He's the kind of writer

that has strong opinions
about world leaders,

making him persona non grata
in a half dozen countries.

What's his interest in Mira?

Not sure, but if he came
all this way to talk to her,

she might be
some kind of source.

A girl who flees her country
and changes her name

is someone
who doesn't want to be found.

But if she's hiding,
who's she hiding from?

That guy in the turtleneck.

He's been sitting there
since we arrived.

Have you seen him move at all?

- I don't believe so.
- Yeah, well,

he's got a clear line of sight
of the front desk

and the entrance.

Might be waiting for somebody.

And if he's not?

Then what's he still
doing here?

How do you suggest we find out?

What ya readin'?

Nothing, it was here
when I sat down.

Good.

Can't stand
these airplane nuts.

I mean, the pickup--

Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry.

- I'm sorry.
- It's okay.

It's okay, it's fine.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't worry about it.

Who's he talking to?

Pull up the downstairs feeds.

Watch the man at the bar.

The man at the side entrance
is taking his place.

They're spotters.

They're rotating positions
to patch the gaps

in their surveillance.

Military recon tactic.

It's a hit squad, Finch.

At least it's safe to say
that we found

the real threat to Mira.

Who would send a hit squad
with military training

to kill a hotel maid?

Our spotter is headed
back downstairs, Finch.

Where's Mira?

She's in the kitchen,
taking a break.

Well, I'm going
to check out his room.

That room is registered
to a Peter Krieg,

checked in
under a German passport.

Could be a forged identity.

We need to know
who sent the team.

Any new information on Harris?

- I see that his laptop
is signed onto the hotel wi-fi.

If I can get past his firewall,

I can see what kind of notes
he has on Mira.

Our spotter
has a file on Harris.

Whatever's going on,

it has to do with a series
of articles Harris wrote

about a Serbian colonel
named Rudko Petrovic.

That name sounds familiar.

I believe he's running
for deputy prime minister.

Harris all but accused him

of committing war crimes
in Kosovo.

How does Mira
fit into all this?

I think I just found out.

I'm in Harris's computer.

Not only is
her real last name "Brozi,"

but she's ethnic Albanian,
not Serbian.

According to Harris's notes,

mira witnessed Petrovic

order the execution
of her entire family.

It makes sense
that she lied to Immigration

about her name and ethnicity,

she was simply
protecting herself.

And Harris found
the one witness

who could bring down
the colonel.

They must have followed him
to the hotel,

hoping he would establish
contact with his source.

They'll make their move on Mira
as soon as they identify her.

They may already have.

What's the ETA on our backup?

Arriving as we speak.

Always a bar.

Hi, give me a ginger ale.

Mr. Reese,
all three spotters

are back
in their original positions.

Keep an eye on them.
We'll deal with those guys

after I get Mira out of here.

You just don't give up, do you?

John, the man
at the side entrance is moving.

Why won't you just
leave me alone?

Aah!

That a good enough reason?

Ah!

He was going to kill me...
for talking to the journalist.

He was going to kill you
for knowing

what Petrovic did
to your family in Kosovo.

What does that make you?

Just a guy at the right place
at the right time.

_

Mr. Reese,
I've lost the connection

to Harris's computer...

and eyes on his floor.

You'd better get to Mr. Harris's
room immediately.

Stay close to me.

All right, like to start
with a few basic questions.

Is your name Jocelyn Carter?

Yes.

Are you a member
of the Homicide Task Force

- in New York?
- Yes.

Have you ever smoked marijuana?

Yes.

College.

You're the first one
to admit that.

Okay, now, we can move on

to the important stuff.

Mr. Reese?

It seems that Mr. Harris
remotely checked out of his room

a few minutes ago.

He's not here.

Any chance another maid
cleaned this room?

Not today.
This is my floor.

You notice anything
out of the ordinary?

The chair--
it's usually over there.

We're too late.

They move fast.

Cleaned up best they could.

I thought he was a drunk.

Yesterday, he tells me
he knows who I am,

that Petrovic is the man
who killed my family.

How did you escape, Mira?

Sanja, a Serbian woman
across the street.

I watched it happen
from her attic.

Then the man, Harris,
found Sanja last month,

made a tape of her saying

I could identify the colonel.

She was found dead
two weeks ago,

probably from talking
to the journalist.

He said if I went public,
it would ensure my safety,

but I refused.

Look how far this monster
is willing to go.

What choice do I have?

I'm gonna get you
out of here, Mira,

but I need to know
how they found out about you.

Did you tell anyone
you were talking with Harris?

No, nobody.

Then how could they have known
you were the witness?

Unless...

Give me your cell phone.

The electromagnetic field
of a microphone...

can interfere...

with a cell phone.

They overheard everything
in this room.

They're next door.

Wait here.

Aah!

Oh!

Mira?

She's running for it, Finch.

Finch, she just
got on the elevator.

Mira,
I was just looking for you.

Mr. Reese,
I'm afraid Mira's in there

with another member
of the hit squad.

And she has nowhere to run.

Do exactly as I say.

Use your key card and take us
straight to the basement.

I may be able
to stall the elevator

before it gets to the basement,

might give you a chance
to get Mira out of there.

I'm a little busy, Lionel.

Yeah,
one of your trained killers

is leaving his post.

So is the one in the lobby.

He's taking rather
a large trunk with him.

I don't know
what they could possibly--

Oh, dear.
It's Harris.

- They're disposing of the body.
- Body? What body?

Detective, you can't
let them leave the hotel.

The recording, where is it?

I don't know of any recording.

The one of Sanja,
your old neighbor,

it wasn't in his room
or on his computer.

I swear, I don't have it.

No?
Too bad.

I don't know who you are,

but I'm prepared to shoot you
and 20 others like you

to get what I came for.

Glad that you're a better shot
than you are a bellhop.

So am I.

Detective, the barfly

just left the building
through the back exit.

Yeah, okay, I'm on it.

- Oh, excuse me.
- Uh, sorry.

Just looking for the bathroom.
I thought I saw a sign, but--

Yeah, why don't you try
right up those stairs

in the lobby?

Oh, yeah.
Thanks, buddy.

What do you say
we get you out of here now?

Not yet. We have to get
the tape Harris made of Sanja.

It's evidence
Petrovic killed her.

You said you didn't have it.

I lied. He gave me a disc
to take home and watch.

Thought it would persuade me
to tell my story.

It's down in my locker.

Well, that and your testimony

would be enough
to put Petrovic away.

Assuming I live long enough.

I'll come back for the disc
after we get you out of here.

We don't know
how many hit men are left.

Drop us off on the next floor,
then shut this elevator down.

Who are you talking to?

Hello.

This is Harold.
I work with John.

It's a pleasure
to meet you, Mira.

Sure.

Hey, excuse me, guys.

Have you seen
a little chihuahua?

He's a little dog
about this big.

Ah, jeez.

Yeah.

I've got a new assignment
for you.

Meet me at the annex
south of the lobby.

Yeah, no problem.

I'm fine, by the way,
considering I just took out

two trained killers
trying to get rid of a body.

Never doubted you for a second.

Now, come and meet me.

I'll be right there.
Let me just call these two in.

Oh, and don't forget
the guys in the storage room

and the elevator.

Seriously?

Got something?

Big mess at The Coronet Hotel.

Couple guys with gunshot wounds

have been tied up
and gift-wrapped.

Sounds like our man.

What are you still
talking to me for?

This friend of yours,
he's a policeman?

Yeah.
Listen, Mira,

he'll take you to his precinct.

It's the safest place for you
until this is over.

I've never really felt safe
since I left Kosovo.

I was a girl when I ran away.

New name, new country, I tried
to leave all that behind.

But it's like
I've just been waiting

for all this
to come back somehow,

afraid of what would happen
to me if it did.

From what I've seen,

you're a lot braver
than you think.

I allowed Rudko Petrovic
get away with murder.

My family, Sanja, now Harris.

No more.

Petrovic
must be held accountable.

You rang?

Mira, this is Lionel,
and you can trust him.

Nice to meet you.

All right, you ready?

Thank you, John.

You're welcome.

Okay, come on.
This way.

Finch,

now would be a good time
to tender your resignation.

Have you ever lied
to people you work with?

No.

Have you ever
knowingly associated

with a wanted criminal?

No.

Have you--

What was that about?

How would you describe
your relationship

with Narcotics Detective
Cal Beecher?

Cal?

You describe it as... platonic?

Intimate?

We see each other socially.

Are you aware of any

of the several
IAB investigations

into Detective Beecher?

Investigations for what?

I'm not at liberty to say.

So you were not aware of any
of the ongoing investigations--

No.
I was not aware.

Where the hell have you been?

You really have no idea
what's going on in your hotel,

do you?

You're me.
You find a first day employee

sneaking around
in the ladies' locker room.

What do you do?

I don't know,
something like this?

I've got the disc.
Meet you back at the library.

You're a hard man to find.

The phone please.

How about we go somewhere
a little more private?

That's some line
of questioning.

Hope it gets easier from here.

Unfortunately,
this can't go any further.

I'm rescinding your offer
to join the Bureau.

I'm sorry, Detective, sometimes
these things don't work out.

Why not?

I can't divulge that.

I gave you plenty of answers
in that room.

I can get one from you.

In the future,

I'd choose my company
more wisely.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, all right.

Can I get you a soda?

I'm fine.
Thank you.

Okay, if you need anything,
I'll be right out here, okay?

You missed all the fun.

Wonderboy and I jump-started
an international incident.

Shame I couldn't be there.

You say you were mugged?

Yeah, guy took my wallet
and my watch.

Okay.
Just wait right here, sir.

Someone will be by shortly
to take your statement.

Thanks, buddy.

Get out.

Get out!

This can go one of two ways.

Don't suppose one of those ways

involves me walking
out of here.

Didn't think so.

I don't care who you are.

I don't care
what you did to get here.

All I want to know
is who you work for.

But that would be telling.

What makes you think
I'm working for anyone, anyway?

Because you're like me.

We don't give orders,
we execute them.

Speak for yourself.

One last time.
Who do you work for?

You'll... never... know.

Any deeper, and I would have
cut your celiac artery.

You got about 20 minutes
before you bleed to death.

You can keep coming after me,

or you can get to the hospital.

I wonder if your employers

would have showed you
that kind of mercy.

How's it going?

Fine, just tired, you know?
Long day.

Uh, I was thinking about
what we could do with Taylor.

Maybe we can go to
the Botanical Garden Saturday.

Yeah, I've been thinking
about that.

Maybe it is too soon, you know?

Sure. Cool.

Hey, Carter,
if you need to talk to me--

I just need time.
That's it, Cal.

You take as long as you need.

I'm not going anywhere.

- Uh-huh.
- Hey, Sarge.

- You have a second?
- Yeah.

Hey! Hey!

Carter, he's got a weapon!

Are you okay?

Guess you didn't miss
all the fun after all.

Colonel's career is over.
Next stop, The Hague.

I'll have what he's having.

What was your business
here anyway?

Well, let's just say
the convention wasn't as boring

as I thought it would be.

The things people try
to get away with in hotels.

I see you boys made the news.

Not too bad,
considering you also helped

to take down an escort ring.

They'd barely gotten
the floor manager into handcuffs

before he confessed
to the entire operation.

Meanwhile,
my phone hasn't let up.

Councilmen needing to know
that their names

aren't gonna surface
on the client list.

I appreciate the work.

And to make sure
this place is run properly,

Harold here bought the hotel.

It needed proper management.

John, Harold,

this one's on the house.

Ms. Brozi, I was hoping we could
go over the event calendar

- for the month.
- Absolutely.

Ever consider
doing in-house work?

This place could use someone
in crisis management.

I like to move around.

More a freelancer, like you.

It's a nice place.

Maybe I'll even stick around
for one more night.

Well, I heard
it was all booked,

but then again,
you do know the owner.

The penthouse suite.

Another round?

Sir, I have Mr. Hersh for you.

Thank you, Ms. May.

Well, you haven't checked in
for a while.

I hit a snag.

We have a bigger problem
at home.

I need you here ASAP.

I'm on my way.

Ms. May,
I need to draft a letter

to the State Department.

Be right in, sir.

For your State Dinner
at the White House.

Also, I picked up something
for your anniversary.

God, I completely forgot.

Ms. May, you've only worked
for me for two months,

and already, you know me
better than I know myself.

That's what I'm here for.

Ready when you are, sir.

To the Secretary of State,

from Office of Special Counsel.

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