All language subtitles for The.Bletchley.Circle.S02E04.Episode.4.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-Kitsune_track4_[eng]

[quiet music]

Jasper.

He was bluffing.

He always thought he could
bluff his way out of anything.

I met him playing cards in the war,

and he was bluffing then.

- And he lost.
- It's all right.

It's not all right, it's really not.

[phone jingles]

What did you tell the police?

Where the body is.

What was done to it.

Did you tell 'em who did it?

Yes.

They can take it from here.

All the black market stuff in the lockup,

they can tie that back to
the Magros easily enough.

Did you tell them about
Marta's restaurant?

I told them everything.

You don't have to worry any more.

They will go to jail for this.

I don't want to go home.

You can stay with me.

[door closes]

Dancin' again?

What is it?

Millie's going to be
staying with us for a bit.

Right.

We can make space on the floor.

Use my mattress.

- You don't have to.
- Don't argue.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Just a long night, that's all.

How's, um, how's teacher training going?

All right.

Gonna make some tea.

[quiet music]

They're the same age.

Elishka.

- Lizzie.
- What?

They could be sisters.

[sad music]

[footsteps clomping]

- [keys clacking]
- [mysterious music]

You look tired.

Yeah, not much of a night.

What happened?

Oh, a tip-off about a murder.

Actually, you'd be interested.

It was supposed to be that lot

you were asking about, the Magros.

- Supposed to be?
- Yeah, it was all bollo,

rubbish, nothing there.

I don't understand.

What wasn't there?

Anything.

Supposed to be a body, lots of contraband,

I don't know, the lost treasures
of King Solomon's mines.

Turns out there was nothing.

A wild-goose chase.

[ominous music]

[Alice] It smells like hospitals.

Bleach.

Someone's washed this place down.

Disinfected it.

[door opens]

How did they know?

Were they following us?

They didn't need to be following us.

What happened, exactly?

We found a crime scene.

We called the police.

The crime scene got erased.

It's either coincidence
or it's cause and effect.

I don't know what that's supposed to mean.

This is Scotland Yard we're talking about.

- All those files.
- What about them?

Why didn't I see it?

They've been arrested dozens of times.

We read the files.

They've been arrested
here, arrested there.

But never charged, never imprisoned.

Every single time,
they've got off scot free.

Well we're trying to catch criminals

all over London, all over England.

Some of them are bound to get lucky.

No one's that lucky, not all the time.

Lucy, you've got to face
it, someone is helping them,

and that someone is a police officer.

[keys clacking]

Nice work on the Grant case.

Thanks, guv.

Oh.

And that other thing
you asked me to handle?

It's all dealt with.

- I hope you were discreet.
- Of course, guv.

Could you dig me out the case
files on the Grant robbery?

I've got to do my homework for
court appearance, bit behind.

Of course.

Something up?

No.

What is it, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Good.

'Cause I was thinking this weekend

there's a dance on at the Vic.

Do you fancy going with me?

Sorry, I'm busy this weekend.

I'll get you those files.

All right.

I'm off back to Bletchley.

See you at the end of the week.

Sorry we haven't had much time together.

With Millie staying.

It's all right.

Here.

No, don't be daft, you can't afford it.

You need some money.

I'm fine, really, put it away.

[sad music]

Any job interviews this week?

Yes, definitely.

Fingers crossed.

Fingers crossed.

[ominous music]

If we can't trust the police,

where does that leave us?

Marta can do what she pleases.

Trading cigarettes, alcohol.

Selling girls.

Even murder.

Poor Jasper.

It's too late for him,
but it is not too late

for us to help those women.

Even if we find the hotel
they're in it's no good,

'cause we can't call the police.

She must have started small.

Before the girls, before all of this.

It was just cigarettes and booze.

It's gonna be the first
time she gets into a scrape

with the police, smuggling goods.

And that comes under the
jurisdiction of the Vice Squad.

Well that's where her friends are.

The Vice Squad know
everything that's happening

in Scotland Yard.

They're not the only
ones that are interested.

What do you mean?

It's Customs and Excise.

Like Al Capone.

No one could catch him for
gun-running or whisky smuggling.

So they arrested him for tax evasion.

So we tip off Customs.

They go looking for
black-market cigarettes.

When they find them, they
find the women as well.

We need to be able to tell
them there's a shipment

of illegal goods coming
into the country tonight.

Time, date, place.

How do we do that?

The only address we
have is the restaurant.

I bet you could search that place all week

and not find anything
incriminating, Marta is too careful.

But she took you to the hotel.

I was a problem and she wanted privacy.

You were a problem and then
you were an opportunity.

Why don't we give her another opportunity?

An even bigger one.

[melancholy music]

What else can you tell me about her?

Not much.

They're all Maltese.

Family probably.

Lazzru's a nasty piece of work.

He seems fairly close to her.

I don't think she lets outsiders
in to positions of trust,

unless she wants to do business with them.

Mm-hmm.

When Malta was put to siege in the war,

a lot of families were decimated.

The Luftwaffe flew over 3,000
raids against that island.

They tried to bomb them out,

then they tried to starve them out.

With no luck.

They're a hard lot, believe me.

We're gonna have to be damned convincing.

This should help.

Are you sure?

It's blood money.

I'm never gonna spend it.

Might as well put it to good use.

Jean, you sure you're up to this?

I wasn't always a librarian, you know.

[sighs] She thinks she's
in business with you.

We've got money.

If we're confident, this should work.

And the moment she takes us to that hotel

to do the deal, we've got her.

Dutch courage?

Just a nip, then.

Cheers.

Ooh!

Will I do?

[suspenseful music]

What is this?

This is my friend Jean, and
Lucy, who works for her.

Jean's based up north, but
she's often down in London

and is always a good customer of mine.

She wants to place a rather large order.

I thought you might like to
talk to her about it directly.

This lady's whist drive
wishes to club together.

[chuckles] This is none of my concern.

Well, perhaps it should be.

Do you mind?

[chair scrapes]

I like what Millie is able to provide.

But I'd like more of it.

Considerably more.

And it seems to me that a
large order should qualify

for some degree of a
discount, wouldn't you agree?

Please, I have no idea who you are

or what you are talking about.

Speak plainly.

Six cases of Disque Bleu Gauloises

and four of the du Maurier in the red box.

10 cases?

That's 5,000 packets.

I know, dear, I've done the sums.

And what are you going to do

with 5,000 packs of cigarettes?

My whist drive are enthusiastic smokers.

Don't play games with me.

What are they for?

My late husband was a ship's purser.

The Navy needs cigarettes,

and I still have a lot of friends.

I'd prefer Senior Service
if you can get them

but Millie led me to
understand that you deal more

with the continental brands.

10 cases, eh?

Would be worth, let's say, 20% discount?

Oh, no.

Let's not say.

Well, I'll go and look elsewhere.

You'll find nothing, not in London.

10%, and the money down.

10%, and half the money down.

Half on delivery.

Do we have an agreement?

What happened to your leg?

I was shot.

[laughs] You got shot.

You're a liar.

Why would I trust a liar?

So shall we go somewhere more private,

and make this deal?

There is no need to go anywhere.

We can make your deal right here.

The matter is dealt with.

Well, don't you want to discuss details?

What details, it's cash for
goods, it's very simple.

And when can I expect this
order to be fulfilled?

You won't have to wait long.

We're finished.

250 quid for nothing at all.

Not nothing, I saw the ledger.

[Alice] Anything about
shipments or hotels?

[Millie] A list of goods
but no times or places.

That's everything copied out.

Are you sure you remembered it right?

So what do we have?

A page of figures, nothing
useful to take to Customs.

Just notes about products here.

In Maltese?

Yes, but that's easy,
maltese is just Sicilian

with some Semitic Aramaic thrown in.

This, this page is different.

- It's coded.
- Yeah, has to be.

No wonder she didn't
mind us looking at it.

We need times, dates, shipments.

But surely you can crack it, can't you?

It's not easy, I can't see
any recurring letter groups

so it's not a simple substitution,
I think it's a cypher,

a key-code or a book
code, I'm not sure yet.

If it's a cypher we should be able

to crack it by analysis.

How long will that take,
by hand, from scratch,

in a language we don't speak that well?

It could take days.

Days we don't have.

I can stay for a while,
but I have work tomorrow.

Maybe try to get a peek
at the police files again.

Any hint of where the hotel is.

If we can just tell Customs where to look.

[Lucy] I'll try.

Well, ladies, let's get cracking.

Hope we get lucky.

[suspenseful music]

[drawer clatters]

[door squeaks]

Thought I might find you in here.

- Sorry.
- What for?

I've gotta go, I've got too much to do.

What's up?

Ever since me taking you out,
it's like I'm contagious.

My table manners not up to scratch?

Oh, come on, Lucy-loo,
what's bothering ya?

It's nothing.

Sorry.

[footsteps patter]

[drawer clatters]

[papers rustle]

[drawer clatters]

[quiet music]

[lock clicks]

[box thuds]

[dial clicks]

[suspenseful music]

It's gonna sound stupid.

Looking at these feels awfully familiar.

Mechanical encryption?

I said it was stupid.

Why?

She wants to make
certain no one except her

knows what's in the ledger.

What better way than a
mechanical encryption?

But Marta would have had to get her hands

on an actual machine.

A Type X or a German Enigma.

And she'd actually have
to know how to use one.

There were two intercept
stations at Malta.

They had staff, they
would have been trained,

just like you were.

They always recruited the clever ones.

If it's a machine encryption

you won't crack it by
hand in 10,000 years.

We can't let this beat us.

Not this.

All we need is a Type X,
Jean, isn't there someone

at SOE you can ask?

I don't have clearance anymore.

In any case, I wouldn't know who to ask.

I know where there might be some Type Xs.

But if they are still there,

they're not gonna be in great condition.

Bletchley?

We're gonna need the
key-code system for Malta.

I can't remember any of them.

Lucy worked on the North
Africa desk for three months.

Elishka, darling.

Come in, please.

Stand here, please.

Elishka is 19.

Very pretty, as you can see.

Very hard-working.

She's a good girl, aren't you?

She has a sister two years
younger, arriving shortly.

I'm happy to do a deal for
both together or individually.

These men might offer you
a job in their hotels.

Would you like that?

[birds chirping]

It's lovely to see you but
you didn't have to come up

and do all this.

Got to make up for crowding
you out of your own home.

You can stay any time, Millie,

as long as there's cake at the end of it!

Isn't that that girl who?

Take a picture, why don't you?

It'll last longer!

It's fine.

Lizzie, please, it's all right.

She's just coming over.

She weren't guilty.

She didn't do nowt.

You remember that.

It's all right.

People stare sometimes, I'm used to it.

So, shall we make a decision?

Everybody likes you.

Then shall we say another 50?

And the sister?

If she's the same quality.

Then we have an agreement.

Tommy here will look after you.

You better be worth it.

Oh, I can assure you she is.

Every bit.

Have you ever been to Glasgow?

Of course she hasn't been to Glasgow,

she's completely new here.

Completely new.

[Tommy] Perfect.

I think that used to be a library.

It's Post Office training
in there nowadays.

Oh, and down that way there
are lots of little tin huts,

all boarded up.

No idea what they're supposed to be for.

Gardeners, perhaps.

[bell ringing]

That's me, I'm afraid.

You go.

We can see ourselves out.

Thanks for coming.

And for the cake.

Really.

[sad music]

Well, it was worth coming just
for that, if nothing else.

Is Branka come?

Your sister, she'll be here
very soon, don't worry.

And if she's as pretty as you are,

Tommy will let her come and work with you.

You would like that, wouldn't you?

- Thank you.
- You can travel

up there together.

[door squeaks]

Hana, sweetheart, come with me, please.

[door closes]

[cries]

Good night.

[gate clanks]

All right, come on.

[mysterious music]

Come on, Luce.

We used to keep them down here.

This way.

[switch clicks]

We still have the Type Xs down here.

Wait a minute. [flashlight clunks]

Got one.

That's a German Enigma, isn't it?

I've never actually seen one.

We captured the first one in 1943,

then plenty more before
the end of the war.

I helped mend some of them.

That's it.

No Type Xs.

That's fine, we can use this.

Surely it won't work?

No, let's see if we can change that.

[machine clicking]

Come on, you can do it.

You're talking to the machine again.

They like to be talked to.

[gasps] Good girl.

That's it.

Not at all bad for two hours' work.

So, let's try this code of yours.

Here, I've been looking through the pages.

P175, it's standard notation.

P for Phoenix system code.

- And 175?
- 17th of May, I'm hoping.

The day setting.

But we still need the
six-character key code

that Marta used to set the system.

Nothing.

Lazzru, try Lazzru.

L-A-Z-Z-R-U.

[machine clicking]

It's still not right.

[sighs]

The two intercept stations in Malta

were Dingli and Salina Bay.

They're both six letters.

We could try those, try Salina.

S-A-L.

I-N-A, Salina!

We're in.

That's it.

Let's hold these codes.

Konsenja.

Consignment, delivery, or handing over.

That's it, that's it,
keep going, keep going.

I-S-S-I-B-T.

I-S-S-I-B-T, Sabato, Shabbat.

I bet that means Saturday,
is is the definite article.

Look up S-I-B-T.

Sibt, it's Saturday.

Here.

Erbatax.

Erbatax, 14, Saturday the
14th consignment, that's it.

Run the lot, get them down

and then let's get the hell out of here.

[exciting violin music]

There's a boat here
coming in from Rotterdam,

but she doesn't say anything
about where it's coming to.

We need the name of a
port, or a harbor town.

Anything, just look for a name.

It says qabar here, several times.

- What's that?
- Grave, that's not a town.

Well, Gravesend is.

What if she's bringing them up the Thames?

All she'd need to do is
bribe the coastguard.

She's already bribed the police.

She'd still need somewhere private

to offload her merchandise.

Here, it says 26.

Repeated next to qabar every time.

That could be wharf 26, Gravesend?

So that's where she's bringing them.

But there are still some parts
that aren't making sense.

What's A-M-E?

- It keeps coming up.
- Name, shorthand?

The next delivery's gonna
have Elishka's sister on it.

That's the one we have to stop.

If we're right about the schedule

the next shipment's coming
in at 11 a.m. tomorrow.

We're never gonna convince Customs

to move in less than a day.

We have to, if we don't
those girls will be gone,

I'm not gonna let that happen.

You can't make yourself
responsible for them.

Why not?

I am responsible.

I worked for Marta, for God's sake.

I brought her customers and
money, I am responsible.

All right, we're going
to have to make Customs

take us seriously.

Maybe they wouldn't move for us

but what if they got a phone
call from Scotland Yard?

I can't, they're not gonna listen to me.

Not you.

Ben.

What if he's in on it?

He's in Vice.

For all I know he's one of
the ones being paid off.

And even if he isn't,

what's to say he'd risk his career for us?

Do you think he's crooked?

I don't know.

How long ago did he join the Vice Squad?

About two years ago.

Well, whoever's been helping
the Magros dodge arrest

has been doing it for a
lot longer than two years.

Oh, look.

You're obviously the one falling for him.

Would it be happening
if you didn't trust him?

I trusted Harry.

Oh, darling.

Just because you made a mistake once

it doesn't mean you can't
judge another man's character.

You were just a girl.

Anyone would have done the same.

You wouldn't have.

I might.

Who's to say I haven't?

Please.

Will you try and talk to Ben?

Please.

[birds chirping]

Mind if I join you?

Go ahead.

It's a free country.

I thought I'd find you here.

Was it in my personnel file?

So you've been checking up on me?

No, I was just--

Is that what you do with
all your men friends,

do a bit of diggin'?

I don't have any men friends--

I suppose working with
coppers all the time--

- That's not what it was--
- What is it, then?

Do you like me?

Yes.

I thought you knew that.

I like you too.

Good.

[sighs]

What's wrong, Lucy?

First off you're a nice
girl, we're getting on,

and then you're keeping your
distance, reading up on me.

Hiding what you're doing.

What's up, don't trust me?

I was married.

I am married.

But you're not wearing a ring.

No.

All right, you're married.

I expect you've got your reasons

for keeping that to yourself.

He's not around any more,

- I take it?
- No.

Well, then?

I need you to do something for me,

but I have to trust you.

And you have to trust me,
that's why I told you.

I see.

And presumably that's why
you're checking up on me.

I think someone in Vice is taking payoffs

to look the other way.

And you thought that someone was me?

It's not me!

What were talking to DCI
Fallow about the other day?

I heard you say you took care of something

and were discreet about it.

That?

He wanted me to arrange a
retirement bash for Arnie Walters.

- Oh.
- It was gonna be a surprise.

I'm not taking bungs, Lucy,
that's the God's honest truth.

But you do know it happens.

Yeah.

It's been going on since
before I was in uniform.

It's not every case, just once in a while.

But, yeah, I know it happens.

I'm not saying I like it.

I'm saying I can't see I've got a choice.

Whoever's involved is higher
up the ladder than I am.

You're a clerical support officer.

You're a secretary, Lucy.

What the hell has any of
this got to do with you?

How do you even know?

I want you to meet some friends of mine.

I think then you might understand.

[water gurgles]

Marta.

How do we get her there?

Do we have to get her there?

If she's not caught red-handed,
she'll get tipped off,

and move her operation
like every time before.

She has to pay for what she did to Jasper.

And if she does escape
she'll want revenge.

What if she comes back for Millie?

She has to be there.

They have to catch her and lock her away

or there is no point to any of this.

You're right.

So?

How do we do it?

Only one way.

Pressure.

Your goods will be here very soon.

That's not why I'm here.

- I want to increase the order.
- By how much?

Twice the amount.

- Can you cover that?
- Perhaps.

- If you have the money for it.
- Good.

But there's one condition.

I want to be there.

See the goods come in.

Make certain this operation of yours

is as professional as you say it is.

[chortles] Absolutely not.

I've seen water-damaged cargo

for which I'm expected to pay full price.

I don't like surprises.

I want to see what I'm getting, up front.

And then I'll pay you.

I don't know who you
have dealt with before,

but I can assure you that
I do not play tricks.

Maybe not you.

But your men, your contacts,
the captain of the boat.

How can you tell what happens
when you're not around?

I take my business very seriously.

I will personally oversee
delivery of this shipment,

and I will personally
guarantee its quality.

As I do every shipment, every time.

If that's not good enough for you,

you take your business elsewhere.

Oh.

And I will tell you when we
need to see each other again.

Excuse me for asking, ladies,

but how on earth did you
get access to all this?

That's not important.

What's important is that
we've got time to stop it.

The next cargo's coming in
tomorrow according to this.

If you're right,

they'd have had to paid
off more than just Vice.

But not you.

Not me, no.

And Customs and Excise are squeaky-clean.

But it's still a big risk calling them in.

Those girls have got nowhere to go,

no way of getting home.

They can't speak the language
well enough to ask for help.

All they can do is accept
being bought and sold, traded.

Nothing is gonna change unless someone,

someone stronger, does something.

I understand.

I'm just saying it has to be
someone with a lot more clout

than a DS for Customs
to take it seriously.

Who, exactly?

My DCI.

But, Ben, what if
Fallow's already involved?

We can't risk asking him.

Who said anything about asking?

[keys clatter]

What are you doing back?

I told them I was sick, got
the rest of the week off.

Why?

You didn't get that job, did ya?

No.

Nor the one before that.

Nor the one before that.

All 'cause of the papers, and the trial.

People know the name, they remember.

It all sticks, even
though you were innocent.

I'll get there.

But meanwhile, we've
got no money coming in,

only going out.

I'm gonna give up the teacher training,

- get myself an ordinary job.
- Don't be silly.

We can't afford it.

We can, and we will.

- Somehow.
- How?

Let me worry about that.

I'm not a little girl, you know.

But I want to be a good mother.

You must never give up something

you're good at and care about.

I will find a way.

I promise.

- [tense music]
- [phone ringing]

[rotary phone clicking]

Morning, this is DCI
Fallow from Scotland Yard.

Can I speak to your duty officer, please?

Hello, this is Fallow from Vice.

We've had a tip-off about
cargo coming up the river,

but it's happening fast.

How are you set if you have to scramble?

Could be back in uniform after this.

That's if I'm lucky.

[gulls squawking]

Morning.

DCI Fallow?

DCI's been called away.

Asked me to put you in the picture.

They unloaded half an hour ago.

So we just got to wait for the pick up.

You said they'd be here at 11.

It's nearly 12, they're not coming.

She'll be here, just be patient.

What if we spooked her?

What if they're already
clearing out of the hotel,

moving on?

We shouldn't have pushed so hard.

We might have looked too desperate.

That's them.

- That's Marta.
- Stay here.

[truck rumbling]

[door closes]

Stay where you are!

You're Marta Magros?

Are these goods yours?

I think you've made a mistake.

Open them up!

[wood creaking]

That's DCI Fallow's car.

He shouldn't be here,
there's something wrong.

Careful now.

There may not be just fags
and booze in there, there may.

Check them all.

We can't just wait here.

[anxious music]

What the bloody hell's going on here?

You should know, this is your tip-off.

Who gave the go-ahead here?

I thought you did, guv.

This lot called me,

said you'd phoned about
some illegal cargo.

Well, nothing yet.

Excuse me.

May I ask why you are
destroying my property?

Is there anything here or
is it just empty boxes?

- They're empty.
- She knew it was a set-up.

Where are they?

What have you done with them?

What I'll do to you and your friend,

will make Jasper look like kindness.

- You--
- Careful, miss.

That's enough.

[tense music]

Jean?

Jean!

- What?
- The transcript.

The ledger transcript, quick.

A-M-E.

A-M-E.

[footsteps pattering]

You're looking in the wrong place.

A-M-E, the sign above the warehouse.

What you're looking for is there.

[metal clanking]

[door squeaks]

- We've got something.
- Cigarettes in this one,

- Sarge.
- There's more over here.

- Cigarettes, guv.
- More in this one.

Where are the girls,
where have you put them?

[spits]

[Man] Open them all up.

[ominous music]

[wood clattering]

What's in this one?

Oh, dear God, oh, my God.

They're here!

- Stop him!
- Stop him!

Get him!

- Is one of you Branka?
- Bloody hell.

[speaking in foreign language]

[rustling]

The fags and the booze we can handle,

but the girls, that's a
whole different story.

Nice work, anyway.

You can't do this to me.

I'm arresting you on suspicion

of dealing in uncustomed goods.

And abduction and imprisonment.

There are others, Chief Inspector.

I was taken to a hotel.

There are at least
seven other girls there,

including this girl's sister.

We've interrogated the van driver.

He's given up the location, a
Mulgrave Hotel in Bayswater.

Well, we should definitely follow that up.

[sirens wailing]

There were seven other girls
here in the hotel, you say?

- Yes.
- There's no one here now.

- It's empty.
- You'll find them,

though, won't you?

The DCI can get a conviction without them.

They're illegal anyway.

It's not gonna be a priority.

If we knew where she'd sent them.

All this effort, and then we're too late.

You did everything you could.

I'm not sure that helps.

She barely knew she
was north of the river.

[sighs] There is no
way we'll find her now.

Millie.

Oh, you clever girl.

A man called Tommy has her in Glasgow.

Tommy, he works out of a
hotel called Aldergale.

Is that enough to go on?

Yeah, I'd say that's enough to go on.

We know where Elishka is.

[speaking in foreign language]

[intense lilting music]

I'll phone my cousin.

How long's the train journey to Glasgow?

Long.

You need to pack your woolies.

[footsteps clattering]

[keys clacking]

Excellent.

I have to say you're altogether

- rather impressive, Miss?
- Lancaster.

Alice Lancaster.

Do I know you from somewhere?

I could swear I've seen you before.

A lot of people say that.

I think I just have one of those faces.

[mellow violin music]

[ladies chatter quietly]

[bell dings]

What are you doing here?

- Another picnic?
- Just a small one.

[laughs] Did you get it?

What's happened?

Come on, tell me, did you get it or not?

No.

But Alice Lancaster did.

[laughs]

[mysterious music]