All language subtitles for Homeland s08e02_English

[Saul]
Previously on Homeland...

You were detained in Russia
for 213 days?

Yes.
[clears throat]

And did they tell you
you failed your polygraph?

"Deception indicated."

[breathing heavily]

My memory
doesn't distinguish

between what was real
and what wasn't.

You get that, right?

[Abdul]
I want you to know

I am in charge
of these prisoners,

and I will never agree
to their release.

Your old friend,
Abdul Qadir G'ulom,

just fired a broadside
into the peace talks.

Yeah, I saw that.

I need him
to publicly walk back

his comments about the POWs.

I'm here because I need Carrie
in Kabul for a week or two.

We're making progress here.

Put her in a war zone, we could
be back to square one

It's an important mission.
I'm okay with a setback.

We may be dealing with a
compromised officer here.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

Is Roshan here?

[speaks native language]

[Sheena] They killed him,
the Taliban, because of you.

Is it--is it possible he had
another American contact?

Only you.

I don't--I...

I-I wasn't even in Afghanistan.
I was in prison.

[Wenzel] Piotrowski's doing
hardware maintenance.

We're gonna provide support
so he can repair or replace.

[Max] We don't have
a functional listening device

Our people don't know
if they are having

a real conversation
or if it's just bullshit.

[man speaking
native language]

[Max] It's working.

[Fayez] The vice president
is completing another meeting.

He will be ready
in a moment.

♪ ominous music ♪

Stay, stay.

♪♪♪

- [siren wailing]
- [man] Get back, get back!

[indistinct shouting]

♪ disquieting music ♪

♪♪♪

[man] The World Trade Center,
Tower Number One

is on fire!

[Carrie] I missed something
once before. I won't--

I can't let that happen again!

An American prisoner
of war has been turned.

You're a disgrace
to your nation,

Sgt. Nicholas Brody.

You're a traitor
and a terrorist,

and now it's time
to pay for that.

Are you accusing me
of something?

[man]
You really do not remember?

[Carrie]
Remember what?

[Jim] We may be dealing with
a compromised officer here.

[Saul] You had a relationship
complicated enough

to lie about.

[Carrie]
Yeah, it's complicated.

I lost seven months
of my life.

To my Russian handler?

[man]
Is our strategy working?

[Saul] And you will become
the focus of an investigation

that will define
the rest of your life.

[Carrie] That not every problem
in the Middle East

deserves a military solution.

Because this whole country
went stupid crazy after 9/11.

[Jim]
Carrie, you're not yourself.

[Carrie] I'm still putting
the piece together.

[Saul] Please, God,
tell me you have it.

♪♪♪

[man]
Is there no fucking line?

[Saul]
I believe you.

No one else will.

[indistinct chatter]

♪ suspenseful music ♪

♪♪♪

[breathing heavily]

[woman] Carrie?

♪♪♪

Carrie.

What's going on?

♪♪♪

Nothing.

Vice president can see you now.

♪♪♪

Carrie Mathison.

General.

Four years since you left,

everything is
crazier than ever here.

Please.

Tell me about the Russians,

the ones who were just here
who you paraded in front of me.

Businessmen.

No, no, Abdul.

They were not businessmen.

They were
intelligence officers, GRU.

- If you say so...
- I do.

Well, maybe you are right.

Maybe they are worried
that this peace

you think
you are negotiating

will turn to shit,

like in Syria.

Maybe they think

that shit will ooze

across the border

into Tajikistan

and Uzbekistan,

maybe all the way
to Moscow.

That's what they think,

or that's what
you're telling them?

That's what will happen

if the Americans leave.

I know why Saul
sent you here...

to convince me to release

1,000 Taliban prisoners

onto my streets...

so that he can have
his agreement.

Well, go ahead.

Convince me.

General, those people
you're talking about

are prisoners of war.

They are terrorists.

When the war ends,
they'll have to be released.

You know that.

The peace is happening.

Even Saul
doesn't believe this.

He does.
That's why he brought me here--

to make sure you understand

and to make sure
you understand

we need unity now
about everything.

We're partners.

Are we?

You know we are,

and we have been for years,

not just our countries--
you and I.

[sighs]

Someone leaked you information
from the peace talks.

You used that information
to undermine

our position on the peace--

also, your government's
position.

What you said on TV,

that you would never release
the prisoners--

you have to walk it back.

- Really?
- Yes.

Or what?

Or what?

Tell me, partner.

The Carrie Mathison
I knew...

would never come
in here...

making demands...

not without a gift

or a gun to the head.

What happened to you?

♪ somber music ♪

♪♪♪

[man speaking Pashto
on computer]

Transform.

♪♪♪

Parse.

Translate.

- Max--
- Shh!

[man continues speaking Pashto
on computer]

Search.

Key words...

"peace talks,"

"Doha, Haqqani."

[man continues speaking Pashto
on computer]

♪♪♪

Do you need anything?

Some privacy.

♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

[cell phone clicking,
line trilling]

[cell phone ringing, beeps]

Carrie.

How'd it go?

Not well.

But you saw him?

Yeah, and you know
who else I saw talking

to our vice president friend
right before me?

Yevgeny fucking Gromov.

Yevgeny?
You sure?

Am I sure?

I mean, did you see him
with your own eyes?

I just said he was talking
to G'ulom right before me.

He came out of the office
with his GRU friends.

Yeah, I'm sure.
He walked right by.

Did you know he was here?

Of course not.

I want to roll him up.

Saul?

You can't.

The fuck I can't.

I want to strap him to a chair.

I'm telling you, you can't.
You can't touch him.

You can't touch anybody.

Everything that happened
in Russia, it's all off-limits.

It's part of the deal.

What deal?

Deal that got you
released.

It's the only way
I could get you home, okay?

Carrie?

- [scoffs]
- [Saul] Listen to me.

Forget Yevgeny.

What I need you to do now
is get G'ulom on our side.

Fine.

Carrie...

I said fine.
I'm on it.

♪♪♪

[Ryan] Sir.

Sir.

Yeah.
What is it?

Max Piotrowski picked up
an intercept

at the command outpost.

He says it's Haqqani.

Got a secure call
on the SCIF.

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

[Saul]
What do you got, Max?

[Max]
We placed our equipment

on the ridgeline just west
of Shingaz Ghar last night.

It went live just after dawn.

You picked up
all these calls today?

Yeah.
Well, the machine did.

Six hundred conversations
in seven hours.

Mostly what people
were having for lunch.

Then this came in.

Play 537.

[two men speaking Pashto
in recording]

What are we listening to?

You should have transcripts.

[conversation on recording
continues]

- We're sure this is Haqqani?
- [Max] Pretty much.

We have voice samples
going back three decades

to when he was training
with the 82nd Airborne.

[conversation continues]

And who's the other guy?

No voice match on him.
We don't know.

Mm, another Taliban commander,
obviously.

They're talking about the raid
on Sang-E-Masha.

Which his son led.

Jalal.

You think that's who it is?

[voices continue, animatedly]

Who else could get away

with talking to Haqqani
like this?

Well done, Max.

- Sure.
- [Saul] Really.

Keep us posted.

[device beeps]

[Soto]
All right, let's go, boys.

See you later, Maxie.

It's Max. Hey, don't do that.
Hey, look--

- Okay, look, um--okay, um...
- [man] See you later, Maxie.

Look, I-I really don't like
people touching me.

Good luck, man.

[indistinct chatter]

[vehicle engine rumbling]

[engine turning over]

[vehicle door closes,
engine revving]

[indistinct chatter]

How do I find out
where this came from?

"We don't want the war to stop.
We're winning."

That's his son.
Haqqani--

"We've been telling ourselves
that for 18 years,

that we're winning,
we're winning,

but we never do.

I don't want you to be having
this same conversation

in another 18 years."

That's the head
of the Taliban talking

right there in black and white,

saying, "Enough of war."

We've been saying peace
is possible like a mantra,

but now we have this,

and we know...

it may actually be possible.

Haqqani's not an obstacle.
He's ready.

We don't need to beg Pakistan
to bring him to the table.

He'll come on his own if we
approach him the right way.

The Guantanamo prisoners
we got released

to keep the Taliban delegation
from leaving...

one of them
was Haqqani's cousin, right?

Second cousin.

And they're arriving tonight.

[Mike]
What's this?

[Carrie]
Car bomb.

Happened
a year and a half ago.

Young man blown to bits.
His wife watches it happen.

Newlyweds.
It was all over the local news.

The wife's name
was Samira Noori.

She was part
of a corruption probe

launched by our government.

The investigation
took this turn

toward our good friend,
Abdul G'ulom...

- Right, I remember.
- At which point,

everyone working on it
was fired.

The auditors
literally disappeared.

No one would say what happened
except Samira.

She calls out G'ulom publicly,

demands the probe
be reopened.

A few days later...
[imitates explosion]

- Her husband dies.
- Yeah.

But the bomb was
almost certainly meant for her.

Well, how'd you get
onto her, anyway?

Anonymous tip,
waiting for me when I got back

from my meeting with G'ulom.

Well, that's convenient.

G'ulom's got a million enemies.

It could've been any one
of them,

someone in his office, even.

It could be a setup.

Look, I need leverage
on G'ulom.

That's what Saul
brought me here to find,

and right now
I've got nothing.

G'ulom basically laughed me
out of his office this morning,

which is why I want to stand up
an operation...

- [Mike] Shit.
- For your approval.

Samira hasn't managed
to find a job

since her husband died--
she's looking, though.

Her résumé's online

at three recruiting sites
here in Kabul.

The idea is to bring her in
for a job interview--

not here, obviously.

So you want to talk to her.

No, I want someone else to,
and while they're doing that,

I want to take a look
through her apartment.

She's a fighter.

She lost her husband
over this.

My bet is
there'll be something there.

[breathes deeply]

Let Jenna Bragg run
the interview.

She set up a phony NGO

that would work perfectly
for this--

medical clinics or something.

Didn't you say she was stuck
in the starting gate?

So now she gets out.
Win-win.

[sighs]

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

[Tasneem]
What's going on?

[Ryan] Apparently one had
a health issue.

They had to take
a physician

on board when they stopped
to refuel in Croughton.

♪♪♪

[Tasneem] Where's Saul?
I thought he'd want to be here.

He had to go to D.C.
to make this happen.

♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

This it?
The Saba Project?

Means "the future" in Pashto.

I set it up a while ago,
never used it.

You know not to push it,
right--the interview?

- Yeah.
- You're not looking for intel.

- You're just--
- Stalling for time.

Right.

Making small talk, I know.

Did Mike say I was a fuck-up
or something?

No, actually, he asked me
to bring you on board.

Oh, so you're the one
with the reservations.

No, not really.
Should I be?

[computer beeps]

It's her. She's available
for an interview tomorrow.

So?

If you want someone who's glad
to finally be doing something,

I think you could do
a lot worse than me.

All right, make it afternoon.

You don't want
to look too eager.

Say you can squeeze her in
at 2:15.

[needle clatters on table]

[rubber gloves snap softly]

Easy.

[door opens]

Where am I?

In Doha, as we promised,

where, as we also promised,
you and the others will stay

until a final settlement
is reached in the peace talks.

But I have a proposition
for you alone,

a chance to go home right now,

to your village, your family,
wherever you choose.

I won't be your spy.

I'm not asking you to.

All I want is for you to take
a message

to someone you know.

Haissam Haqqani.

No, no.

It's a letter...

I promise he will want
to receive.

And then what?

Then you're free.

[indistinct chatter]

[Carrie]
That's her.

You're on.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

She's on her way.
Just got in a cab.

She'll be there in ten minutes.

I'm ready.

[Carrie] Good.

♪♪♪

[lock clicks]

[indistinct chatter]

♪♪♪

Start on that side.

Bedroom, kitchen.
I'll start here.

[man] Okay.

♪♪♪

[sighs]

- So where are we going?
- [Saul] Over the border.

Yeah, they said that
in the briefing.

Any more specific?

Peshawar.

[indistinct chatter]

[elevator bell dings]

[Yager] So we're still on
for this evening?

[Jenna]
Absolutely.

Good.
See you then.

Samira?

Yes.

[Jenna]
Olivia Hahn.

Peter Brand,
from the foundation.

You'll get to know him
if this works out.

It's where we get our money.

Please.

Can I get you anything?

Tea, water?

No, thank you.

So tell me about yourself.

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

Nothing here.

Bedroom's clean.

I'm starting to think
the whole place is.

No, there's something here.
I'm sure of it.

- [sighs]
- [door closes]

She was married a few months
when G'ulom killed her husband.

She go running
back to her village? No.

She stayed here,
despite the danger,

living as a single woman
in Kabul,

a place where that
is just not done.

That's...

That's not someone giving up.

That's someone...

biding her time.

♪ mysterious music ♪

♪♪♪

She barely wears a headscarf.

What's she doing
with one of these?

♪♪♪

Okay, then this last one,

with the government
accounting office...

Yes.

...through 2017.

I know, it has been
a couple of years.

I-I didn't mean...

I just had some family issues
after that job,

but I'm ready now
to work again.

- Good.
- Very ready.

Good.

So how was it, working
for the government, this audit?

I just mean you hear
these things can get tricky.

It went fine.

I have a reference there.
They'll confirm.

Why did you call it an audit?

You know, I'm not sure.

It says here
"cost accounting."

I must have read it
somewhere else,

maybe another listing
you have online.

I don't think
this is going to work out.

You know what?

I think it was
one of your references.

Who are you?

Who am I?

I didn't mean to offend you.

- [cell phone clicks, beeps]
- Give me that.

♪ ominous music ♪

♪♪♪

- Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
- [line trilling]

[cell phone rings]

♪♪♪

- We got a problem.
- What's that?

Samira.
She's coming your way.

You can't let her leave.

Are you fucking kidding?

[Jenna]
No, I'm not.

She took my picture.

You've got to stop her.

Did you clear this with Mike?

There's no time.
Did you hear me?

She took my goddamn picture.

It'll be all over Kabul.

Don't let her leave.

♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

[gasps, screams]

♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

For the emir.

Put it in his hands.

We'll know if you don't.

♪ pensive music ♪

To His Excellency,
the Emir Haissam Haqqani,

assalamu alaikum.

[inhales deeply] Seems like
a lifetime since you and I met

in the mountains of Safed Koh,

when we fought
on the same side.

Now we fight as enemies,

using every weapon we have--

the drone,
the suicide bomber--

to kill and maim families...

children.

We're like two madmen,

hands around
each other's throats,

unable to let go,

spilling each other's blood
and treasure...

for 18 years.

♪♪♪

No one can win such a war.

I've come to believe this.

I think in your heart,
you believe it, too.

So I invite you
to come talk to me...

face-to-face,

because you and I know that
it's only the men with guns

who can make peace.

I'll be at the Kashmir Hotel
in Peshawar from Tuesday,

alone, apart
from the four men guarding me.

No drones, no satellites,
no backup--you have my word.

♪♪♪

I can wait three days,
no more.

♪♪♪

It's time to stop sending
our young men to die.

Come and talk.

♪♪♪

[device beeps]

- [Carrie] What have you done?
- It was me.

I lost control
of the interview.

Samira panicked,
took a photo of me,

and tried to run.

So you put a hood on her?

Like she's gonna talk,

now we've traumatized her
all over again.

Fine.
Let her go.

[sighs]

Come with me.

- [door closes]
- [device beeps]

Bring her some water.

I'm not gonna hurt you.
I'm taking the hood off.

[sighs]
I'm so sorry.

This was a mistake.

Okay, untie her.

[sighs]

- [lock clicks]
- My name's Carrie.

I work for the CIA.

I found this in your apartment,

sewn into the headband

of a burka
hanging in your closet.

You broke into my home?

I did.

And I saw what was on this--

personnel files for a battalion
of the Afghan National Army,

files from the audit
that you kept.

I know you were working

on an anti-corruption probe
for your government.

I know it was shut down

when it pointed
at General G'ulom.

You were fired, and your
husband was killed by a bomb

that was probably meant
for you.

But I don't think
you gave up.

You kept this because you know
it can sink G'ulom.

What do you want?

Your help.

Tell me what these mean,
and we can do together

what you tried to do
on your own.

We can bring him down.

You mean arrest him?

I mean control him.

Your government and mine

are trying to secure peace
with the Taliban,

a binding deal
to end the war in your country.

General G'ulom is standing
in the way of that.

With this, he'll have
to back down.

So you won't arrest him.

If he does what you want,
you'll bury this.

For now.

'Cause you need him
on your side.

Yes.

The man who killed my husband.

Who do you think you are?

You offer me a job
that doesn't exist,

kidnap me, terrorize me,
make me think I'm going to die.

Then you say, "I'm so sorry.
It was all a mistake.

Please help us.
It's for your own good"?

Well, it's not.

You know
how you could help me?

You know how you could help us,
you Americans?

Go.
Get out of our country.

Stop helping.

Leave us alone.

♪ ominous music ♪

I've waited two years
to get G'ulom.

I can wait another two.

I can wait 20.

♪♪♪

Okay, you're--you're right
about us, our mistakes.

You're right about me,
but you are wrong about G'ulom.

He's too strong.

♪♪♪

[sighs]

If things stay as they are,
you won't get him.

If we leave Afghanistan,
you won't get him either.

The only thing
that will weaken him is peace.

Maybe that won't get justice
for you and your husband,

but if you don't help me,
nothing changes,

and G'ulom stays in power
for another 18 years.

♪ chanting
in native language ♪

♪♪♪

[cell phone rings]

♪♪♪

Yeah.

[sighs]
It's me.

Hey.

How you holding up?

Better.
I can turn G'ulom.

What have you got?

Personnel files
of the 25th Battalion

of the Afghan National Army.

It's the safest unit
in the entire ANA--

no casualties,
no rotations out,

no desertions, nothing.

It doesn't fight.

It doesn't exist.

It's a ghost created
by General Abdul G'ulom.

- Have you got proof?
- I'm looking at it.

I'm on an army base

built with $30 million
of American money.

It's supposed to house
2,000 Afghan troops

with an annual payroll
of $14 million.

There's no base,
and there are no troops.

It's a scam, a paper army.

Anyone ask questions,
they get killed

or scared into silence.

[sighs] We've enabled
this motherfucker for 18 years.

What is wrong with us?

All that matters right now is,
can you get him back in line?

- Oh, yeah.
- Good.

Then do it.

Right.

How's it going in Doha?

Been some developments.

Maybe see you in Kabul soon.

♪ uneasy music ♪

♪♪♪

Assalamu alaikum.

♪♪♪

Mm.

I thought you were supposed
to be in Doha.

Aba, this has to stop.

I'll stop when they stop.

If you take
the birdfeeder down,

the squirrels won't eat
the seeds anymore.

That wouldn't be fair
on the birds, would it?

Somebody's going to get hurt,
most likely you.

The neighbors
are complaining, aba.

Oh, to hell with them.

What did they ever do, huh?

Which one of them helped
this country

become a nuclear power?

You were friends
for a long time.

[chuckles]
If 40 years is a long time.

Then what happened
between you?

9/11 happened,

then America's crusade
against the Muslim world.

He asked about you.

- [chuckles] Did he?
- Mm-hmm.

You know, Saul can be
very charming

when he wants to be.

And very two-faced.

He outflanked me, aba.

I was told he was sent
back to Washington,

but I think
he's here in Pakistan,

somewhere in FATA.

Doing what?

One of the five
Taliban prisoners

he had released
from Guantanamo

is Haissam Haqqani's cousin.

The other four are
under house arrest in Doha.

Cousin's vanished.

So Berenson is using
this fellow

as an envoy to get to Haqqani.

That's the theory.

Haqqani's tired
of the fight, aba.

Direct talks with Berenson
could lead to a breakthrough.

Well, any breakthrough
must be controlled by us

and not the United States.

Or prevented from happening
in the first place.

Question is, how far
am I allowed to go?

[inhales deeply]
The Americans despise our god.

They despise our prophet.

They despise...us
for the very attempt

that we are trying to put
this country

on a self-reliant,
independent path.

Go as far as you must.

[Carrie] Photos of
the so-called base at Kulali.

Not a single structure.

Movement order
for the 25th Battalion

to the base,
signed by you.

Statement of unit strength

uh, from January this year,
initialed by you.

Monthly wage statements,

uh, from January and February,
countersigned by you.

Okay.

Ammunition and fuel requests
for March and April.

- I said okay.
- We haven't calculated

exactly how much you've stolen
from your own army,

but it's at least 100 million.

So what?

So what?

Everyone in government
has their nose in the trough.

You think they will put me
in prison?

They are terrified
I expose their secrets.

Not this time.

Really?

You went
against government policy

when you capsized
the peace process.

You humiliated the president
and the parliament.

So, when they hear you've also
been creating fake army units,

you're right--
they won't put you in prison.

They'll put you
up against a wall.

So here's the deal.

The United States
will give you two hours.

To do what?

Walk back your statement
about the prisoner exchange.

You will say you misspoke,

that you fully support
the peace process,

and you will do it publicly.

You do that, and these...

will be kept between us.

This peace of yours...

Do you really think the Taliban
will keep any agreement?

They wait till you draw down
your forces

while they gather theirs
in the villages

and in the mountains,

and then it will be Saigon
all over again--

your embassy under siege,

helicopters taking off
from the roof,

every fool who ever worked for
you massacred in the street.

Then...

who will you
come running to?

Me, just as you did in 2001,

because no one else

has the balls to fight.

Two hours.

A public statement.

Max for you.

Max.

I know you said
not to contact you

unless it was important,
but I think this is important.

[Saul]
What is it?

I told you,
I can get this myself.

- [Soto] Sure, Max.
- [Saul] Max, what's going on?

Is it Haqqani?

[Max]
Not exactly.

Then what, for Christ's sake?

[Max]
I'm not sure,

but in the last four hours,

been a lot of phone calls
in Pakistan, all ISI numbers.

I can't work out
what they're saying.

Everything's encrypted.

But it's where they are
that worries me.

It started in Rawalpindi.

Now it's converging
on where you are, Peshawar.

Keep me informed.

[phone beeps]

What was that about?

Pakistani intelligence
may know we're here.

We get caught here,
so far from the border,

on an illegal military
operation,

we're fucked.

We're staying.

Well, then we better have
a look around.

Okay.

[Omar]
General.

shouting in Pashto

[indistinct chatter in Pashto]

[engines turning over]

[tires squealing]

[indistinct chatter]

- Anything?
- [Baraz] Not that we can see.

Doesn't mean it's clear, but--
hold on.

Lookout says we got a convoy
of Hiluxes half a klick out

headed towards us.

- Haqqani.
- You need to stay inside.

Shit.

[motorbike engine revs]

Sir, you're not safe out here.

[bicycle clattering]

♪ dramatic music ♪

♪♪♪

Max said the ISI
was converging on us.

What if we're not the target?

[door bangs closed]

[Baraz] Roger that.

Convoy's about to turn on
to the street.

We need you back inside.

[woman speaking
native language]

♪♪♪

They're gonna hit the convoy.

♪♪♪

[woman screaming]

Move! Move! Move!

♪♪♪

They--they killed him.

The Talibs are gonna think
we did.

We're getting the fuck out.

Stay!
Keep your head down!

Go! Get the vehicles!
Move it out!

Fucking go, go, go!

♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

[easygoing music playing
over speakers]

[door opens]

♪♪♪

[indistinct chatter]

[Mike]
There she is.

They just played G'ulom's
press conference again.

He looked almost sincere.

The man knows how to lie.
You got to give him that.

My round.
What can I get you?

Uh, soda water with lime.

Yeah, I'm not as fun
as I used to be.

Hmm.

Thanks for saving my ass
with Samira.

It didn't need saving.

Yeah, it pretty much did.

Hey, what's she saying?

It's need to know.

Hopefully it's good-bye.

No such luck.

Seriously, when are you getting
the fuck out of my hair?

Don't know.
Depends on Saul.

Hey, where do you pee
around here, anyway?

[Jenna]
Back and to the left.

♪♪♪

[curtain whooshes]

- [gasps]
- Easy.

Get the fuck away from me.

I thought
you were gonna thank me.

For what?

Handing you Samira Noori.

That was you?

Who did you think it was?

Why?

Come on.

Don't play dumb.

♪ tense music ♪

Why are you looking at me
like that?

[indistinct chatter]

[diplomat]
Excusez-moi.

♪♪♪

[Carrie]
You can't leave me here!

You can't leave me here!

Don't go!

♪ suspenseful music ♪

♪♪♪

[breathing heavily]

Thank God.

You're alive.

♪♪♪

[Saul grunts]

[keys clacking, bell dings]