All language subtitles for Treadstone s01e08_English

- Where is the money, Tara?
- What money?

[screams]
No!

- Enter the access key!

[computer beeps]

- Nolan, it's Tara Coleman.

Tell me what you know
about Treadstone.

- Ask me again if you're
ever passing through Moscow.

- What are you planning
on doing with Stiletto Six?

- That is not your concern.

- Are you selling the missile?
- Petrushka--

- I deserve to know.

- A group of North Koreans
are purchasing it.

- [speaking Russian]

[gunshot]

- That's the woman
who woke you up?

- This is a rogue agent

helping a psychopathic killer
escape the authorities,

and none of it
is agency sanctioned.

This ends now!

[both speaking Korean]

- I ran into some people
from Treadstone.

I overheard them talking.

They're sending a team
to our house.

And they're planning
on killing

some guy named
Marcus Sachs tonight.

They're sending another asset.

They're gonna murder him
and his wife.

We need to help him, Sam.

We got to do something.

- [gasps, breathing heavily]

[woman breathing rapidly]

- [coughing]

Oh.

- Marcus?
- My wife.

- He's using your wife
as a trap.

- Who?

- The man sent here
to kill you.

- I need to see my wife!
- Hey.

That's exactly
what he wants you to do.

Trust me.
Listen.

Get back behind that corner,
stay low, avoid the windows.

Hey, move, please.

Okay?

[woman whimpering]

[foreboding music]

♪

[gunshot]

[whispering] Hey, listen,
we got you, all right?

Just shh.
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

♪

- [grunts]

- Vincent, please.

♪

- It's okay.
It's okay.

- [groans in pain]

♪

- [choking]

[shouts, chokes]

[running footsteps approaching]

- Sam?
[breathing heavily]

- They're both dead.

[breathing heavily]

This is where both of us
are gonna end up...

just two bodies
lying on the floor somewhere.

I don't want you to die
in my arms.

- Okay, listen,
let's keep moving.

- We can't move fast enough.

That guy you followed,
he's gonna let Treadstone know

that you're alive,
and they're gonna find us.

Doug.

- It's gonna sound crazy,
but hear me out.

He's my height. He's my weight.
Complexion's close enough.

Sam, I can pass as him.

♪

- Yeah, I mean, if you shave
and cut your hair, but--wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,
this is insane.

♪

But sure, if--I mean,
if they think you're dead,

it will buy us time.

- I'll code in as Vincent.

Let's see if we can access his
phone using facial recognition.

- [sighs]

[phone beeps]
- Okay.

We tell 'em the target's down.

[camera shutter clicking]

We tell 'em I'm down, too.

- And then you're Vincent?

- Send it in.

♪

[sighs]

♪

[sniffs] It's an order
to destroy your body.

- Let's do it.

[dramatic music]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- [sighs]

[muffled dance music playing]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Yuri.

[indistinct chatter]

[indistinct chatter continues]

- I put my best men on the job.

- Then...

- Tell Nolan
Tara Coleman is here.

- Tara Coleman.

[dramatic music]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Hey, Tara.

- I need your help.

What is this?

- Oh, we're harvesting footage

from a Pakistani
Air Force drone.

- For who?

- Corporate clients thinking
about investing heavily

in Karachi.

- Tell me about Treadstone.

- Huh, nice to see you, too.

I just watched a mercenary
hold a gun to Meghan's head

and pull the trigger.

We both know she'd want us
to keep pushing ahead.

- What does that entail?

- Getting answers.
- Answers about what?

- Treadstone, Stiletto Six,

Yuri Leniov,
the North Koreans--

- We could get killed for just
having this conversation.

Slow down.

- My moves are only as good
as the information that I have,

and I need more of it.

- That's not a plan.

- Did you have a plan when you
leaked the Crypt 4 story to me?

- Do you remember Blackbriar?

- The CIA black ops unit

that got exposed
in the press years ago.

- Blackbriar was part
of Treadstone.

At first, I thought it was some
kind of assassination program,

but it's deeper than that.

They deal with human
performance and enhancement.

I'm talking about the next wave
of military operations.

- And tell me
about Yuri Leniov.

I will never let this
come back on you, Nolan.

- All right, listen up.

Get me everything
on Yuri Leniov.

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music]

- We got about an hour
before the CIA tracks us down.

- I'm working on a plan.

- You need to turn me in.

- No.

- You have to, Edwards.

Make them think
you're cooperating.

- In their eyes,
I'm aiding a killer.

They want both of us dead.

- Okay, cut a deal with them,
then--your life for mine.

- I won't do that to you.

- You said you want to know
who's waking us up.

- I do.
- Then you have to keep going

without me.

- We'll figure this out.
- [exhales deeply]

Look,
you did your part, okay?

You gave me the chance
to see my daughter.

And I'm good.

- [sighs deeply]

- I need to go back
to Treadstone.

- What?
[siren approaching]

- I'm gonna reach out to them
and find out

what the hell
is going on.

[sirens wailing, horns blaring]

- They will
fucking kill you, Sam.

- No, no, they know me.

They'll want to
hear me out first.

- What are you gonna tell them?

- I don't know.

I'll tell 'em that
you disappeared on me

three days ago
and that I'm fucking scared.

I'll tell them
that I made a mistake,

I'm sorry,
I want to make things right.

I'll improvise.
- No, this is too dangerous.

- Don't you want to find out
what the fuck is going on?

- When does this end?

- It just has to end
when we know that we're safe.

And it ends
when we're back together.

- I saw a quarry
on the way over here.

We can drop Vincent
there, okay?

- Yeah, okay.

[engine turning over]

- So, like most ex-KGB guys

who got rich
after the Cold War,

Yuri had most of his files
sealed or destroyed.

- It says here he worked

on the Stiletto Six
missile program.

Almost everyone else who worked
on it with him is dead.

- This guy Max Schneider--
he was found dead

just a couple days ago.

FSB called it a suicide.

Slashed his own wrists open
in the bathroom.

He was one of Yuri's
investment partners

dating back to the 1990s.

- What else did Yuri and Max
work on together

whilst they were
in the KGB?

- Something called Cicada.

[keys clacking]

- General Kwon in London...

he said,
"They're waking people up.

The cicadas--
it's starting again."

- Cicada's analog.
- Meaning?

- It's an older physical file.
It was never digitized.

- I need to see it.

Kwon mentioned Cicada
and was leading me

to Stiletto Six--
there's a connection.

- It's in the RGVA--

Russian State Military Archive.

And it was opened
for academic research in 1990.

- Do you know
where it's located?

- Oh, it says here

the file's stored
in an access-restricted room.

- If you can harvest
Pakistani drone footage,

you can get me credentials.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Special Activities will have
a unit waiting to intercept us.

I told you they want
us both dead.

- Edwards...

trust me.

♪

- They're heading west
on Anderson Highway

at 52 miles an hour.

- Target will make contact
with Alpha Team in 30 seconds.

- Hive, this is Alpha One.

Be advised,
we have visual on the target.

- Clear copy, Alpha One.

- Confirm weapons free.

♪

Repeat, confirm weapons free.

♪

- There has to be
another way, Dan.

- Haynes has killed
seven people.

- Edwards is still one of ours.

- Are you willing to bet
our careers on it?

Testify to that in front
of a fucking Senate committee?

- Alpha One to Hive.
We have a visual on the target.

Please confirm weapons free.

Permission to engage.

- No, I'm not doing this.

- This is Hive,
weapons are free.

- Confirmed.

♪

- We're in their range.

♪

- Right there, break left!

[tires squealing]

- Alpha Team has lost visual.

[indistinct chatter]

- Switching satellite imager
to FLIR.

- What's Alpha Team's position?
- 100 yards out.

- We have a problem.
- What is it?

- There's only one man
in that car.

- Jesus Christ.

- Let me see your hands!

♪

- Where the hell is
Stephen Haynes?

- We have visual
on Matt Edwards.

- We need eyes on Haynes!
Haynes is gone.

[computer whirring]

It's Matt Edwards.

- All right, route it
through our audio.

- Matt?
- I want to come in.

- Then why did you run?
- I know the mission directive.

I was running with Alpha Team

when Blackbriar blew up,
remember?

I know they're here to kill us.
Who authorized this--Levine?

- Oh, you got it
all wrong, Matt.

- If anything happens to me,

Haynes is gonna turn this place
into a fucking slaughterhouse.

- We can discuss this, Matt.

- Instruct Alpha One
to take the shot.

- You give me 30 seconds
to talk this through.

- Haynes is posted up

with my AR-15 and 200 rounds
of ammunition.

- Get me a fucking
heat signature on Haynes.

- There is no signature
for him, sir.

- How is that possible?

Edwards could be bluffing.

Haynes might be
long gone by now.

- Matt...

I need proof
that Haynes is on site.

[gunshots]

- Hive, we're under fire.
Unknown shooter.

[gunshot]

Where's the shooter?

- He could be using
a reflective blanket.

- God damn it.

♪

- What's it gonna be, Ellen?

[indistinct chatter]

- Do what he says.

- Matt, I'll see you soon.

- Come on out
with your hands up.

Hive, we have the shooter.

Hold it there.

- Put your weapon
on the ground!

Now!

♪

[zip tie clicking]
- On the ground.

- That's affirmative,
Alpha Team leader.

Edwards and Haynes--
both in custody.

[zip tie clicking]

♪

- Alpha,
what is their proximity

to your current position?

♪

- Uh, two klicks.

♪

[gunshot]

♪

- You will get the first bite,
as agreed.

- The warhead is already
en route to Cyprus.

- [speaks Korean]

[woman screaming]
- Who the hell is that?

[indistinct chatter]

[patrons screaming]

[muted electronic music
playing]

♪

- Aah!

[indistinct chatter]

[crowd cheering]

♪

[patrons scream]

- Aah! Aah!

[panicked chatter]

[tires squealing]

[door closes]

- Turn off the cameras.
- Matt.

- I don't trust anyone
in this place.

All that footage will do
is put a target on our backs.

- And when did you
stop trusting me?

- Around the same time
you issued a kill order

on Stephen Haynes.

That was an execution, Ellen.

- I was justified.

- He signed over his life
to this place.

He let them erase everything

that might have gotten
in the way of his service.

I think he deserved
more than a bullet.

- He killed seven people.

- Don't you want to know why?
- Of course I want to know why.

- You're too busy
thinking about optics

and running risk analysis.

- How dare you?

- You're protecting yourself.

- No, I was protecting you
today, Matt.

- Haynes could have helped us.

- I have a family.

- You think they'd
want to see you

covering up mistakes
for the CIA?

- I think they want to see me
stay out of fucking prison,

is what I think.

I'm the one who signed off
on this operation.

I am the one who gave you

the freedom to go out
and investigate,

and I got a trail
of fucking bodies in return.

You went dark, and you
left me holding the bag.

And let me tell you
something--

if this goes public...

it's me that's gonna burn.

- Who woke up Haynes?

- I don't know.

- Why did he kill
an ExPo whistle-blower

in that store?

Who was the agency woman
in the photo I sent you?

What's her connection
to all of this?

[dramatic music]

♪

- Go home, Matt.

[door closes]

[keys clacking]

♪

- [sighs]

♪

[keys clacking]

[printer whirring]

♪

God damn it, Ellen.

- He's locked out, sir.

- Get me a full surveillance
package on Matt Edwards

effective immediately.

- Yes, sir.

- All right everyone,
she's in the lobby.

[device beeps]

- What's the holdup?
- Her ID card should be clear.

- Well, it's not. Hurry up.
- [groans]

- Don't give it to him.
He'll know it's fake.

- I'm trying
a different packet.

- Try faster.

[device beeps]

[door buzzes]

[dramatic music]

♪

[device beeps, door buzzes]

- Okay, so, remember,
you're a visiting professor

researching Cold War tariffs.

♪

[door closes]

- Okay, so you're gonna go
straight and up the stairs

in three, two, one, now.

Okay, so, when you're
at the top of the stairs,

you're gonna take your left...

and around, keep going,

going, and stop.

Okay, Row R, shelf 44.

♪

- Okay.

- Start uploading images.

[camera shutter clicking]

Okay, now hold still.

There's a guard
right under you.

♪

Okay, clear.

Okay, Yuri Leniov was
a KGB major back in the '70s.

He was managing Cicada.

- What was he working on
specifically?

- Any items
with intelligence value

have been blacked out.

All I see are random locations
and names.

[camera shutter clicks]

- Uh, cross-reference
those Cicada names

against those
on the Stiletto Six program.

[keys clacking]

[computer beeps]
- All right, we got a hit.

Sergeant Petra Andropov.

There's a guard coming
in less than ten seconds.

- I'm not done.

- Get out of there.

♪

Five, four,

three, two...

Okay, what do we got?

- Born in Moscow.
December 19, 1951.

- Parents were part
of a farming collective

in St. Petersburg.

That's where she was raised.

- Graduated from
the KGB Academy in 1968,

top of her class.

- Married a civilian
named Oleg Volkov

but kept her maiden name.

- Okay, financials?

- Nothing since 1995.

- No bank accounts,
no credit cards,

no utility bills,
zero digital footprint.

- How is that possible?
- It's not.

Three, two, one, now.

All we know is
that Yuri oversaw

Sergeant Andropov's work
on the Cicadas in the '70s

and the Stiletto Six program
until 1995.

- She was still a sergeant
in 1995?

- Yeah.

- That woman was a rising star
in the KGB,

and for some reason, her career
totally stalled after Cicada.

[device beeps, door buzzes]
- It's an anomaly.

- Yuri Leniov is the bookend
to her career.

They have a history.
- Too bad she's a ghost.

- Where's her husband now?

- I have an address for him
in Kursk.

- Give it to me.

- This is the address
on Vincent's driver's license.

[sighs]

- I don't know
if this is gonna work.

- It has to work.
- It's a long shot, Doug.

- You trained this guy,
you know everything about him.

- Yeah, but now I've got
to give you a lifetime

of information before he gets
tasked with another mission.

- I can do this with your help.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Vincent has a cache
hidden somewhere--

passports, IDs, money.

- Let's find it.

- We made him
an art dealer--

cover for
international flights,

one-man business,
diverse contacts.

- What was his life like?

- Father was Wall Street,
mother was in fashion.

Upper West Side, Dalton,
house in Montauk.

- What the hell's that mean?

- Vincent's cover story was
that he came from money.

- Yeah?

Wife?

- Uh, ex-wife--

married six years,
no kids, former model.

They met at
a Cindy Sherman retrospective.

♪

[hollow knocking]

- Found it

- He was fluent in English,
French, Spanish,

Portuguese, Russian,
Mandarin, and Farsi.

- He spoke eight languages?
- Yeah.

Hey, same as you.

Cicadas spent
their lives undercover.

- If I'm gonna become Vincent,
we better get started.

- Well, he tore his right ACL

during the first month
of training

and always favored it
subconsciously.

- Like this?

- Yeah, good.

- What else?

- Combat medicine,
wilderness survival,

disaster relief.

How to run a tail,
lose a tail,

and pick nine different locks
in less than a minute.

You know the Koran by heart
and the right place to sit

during a tea ceremony
in Szechuan.

He wrote with his left hand

and did everything else
with his right.

[gun clicks]

[razor buzzing]

Okay, now in Arabic.

[razor buzzing]

[gun clicking]

♪

- How do I look?
- [sighs]

Like him.

[indistinct chatter]

[woman speaking Korean
over radio]

♪

[electricity crackling,
engine turning over]

[man shouts in Korean,
tires squealing]

[sirens wailing]

- Put your hands
where I can see them!

Do it now!
Don't move!

- This is American soil!
- Stand down!

- Don't move!

- My name is Soyun Pak.

I'm a citizen of North Korea,

and I have urgent information
for the CIA.

[indistinct chatter
over police radio]

- [speaks Korean]
[handcuffs click]

- Hey, back off!

She's coming with us.

- [speaks Korean]

- Stand down!

[indistinct chatter
over police radio]

- Ma'am, come here.

[gate opens]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

[cell phone rings, vibrates]

[siren wailing in the distance]

[car door opens]

[cell phone continues ringing]

- Tara?

- It's good to hear your voice.
- Are you okay?

- Well, I've been through a lot
since the last time we talked.

- That makes two of us.

What is this about?

- Yuri Leniov.

His men murdered
my friend Meghan

in Berlin
right in front of my face.

- Jesus.

- He's connected
to Stiletto Six

and an old program called--

- Cicada.

- General Kwon mentioned it.

- I remember.

- It's an old Russian program.

Everyone who worked on it
with him is dead

except for the woman
I'm going to see right now.

- Well, who is she?

- She's a former KGB agent
called Andropov.

- Okay,
find out everything you can

and call me
as soon as you finish.

- I will.

[line clicks]

♪

[woman speaking Russian]

- Sergeant Andropov?

- Who are you?

- My name is Tara Coleman.

I'd to talk to you
about Yuri Leniov.

I'm a journalist.

- Come in.

Let's have some tea.

♪

- ♪ Getting hard to sleep,
blood is in my dreams ♪

♪ Love is killing me,
trying to figure it out ♪

♪

♪ Nothing better to do
when I'm stuck on you ♪

♪ I'm still in here
trying to figure it out ♪

♪