All language subtitles for Riviera S01E04 FGT-RIV

Transcribed by Uncle Andy

I think your father was murdered.
It's a Clios matter.

There's something in there that Constantine
didn't want me to see. I know it.

I need to know if I made
the worst mistake of my life.

Your husband had the copy made
for some oligarch to put on his yacht.

I see it in you now. That look.

What look?
Revenge.

Um, yes?
Dunno, why not.

I tried to pin you down
for quite some time.

I'm flattered.
Well, um, every time I see you,

you're bidding on
some art work that I want.

Except that I never get to beat you!

That does not stop you from trying.
I gamble on other people's ignorance.

That does not stop you from trying.

Sometimes you get lucky.
Mm, so, this is your passion?

Is that a surprise?
No! It's just that, you know...

art in the Riviera
is a financial investment.

It's men finding more
ways to make more money.

Oh, but you're different, right?
Not as different as you.

He won't see me? Why not?
What's your ambition?

I want to own my own collection.

I mean, you weren't born into it,
you didn't inherit it, it's just you!

It's an obstacle.
No, you are young and very good

and your competitors
are old and rich.

You are their worst nightmare.

You crazy bastard!

You and I are cut from the same ice

Burning all the gold to sapphire skies

But the breeze is cold in paradise

I can feel the whispers in the street

Every night I shiver in my sleep

No reality, cause it's all a dream

Was it love? It was wild
Brought me to my knee

Sparking fires,
sparring wars with expensive things

I tiptoe right round my baby
All this world is mad, mad crazy

Was it love? It was wild
Brought me to my knees

Sparking fires,
sparring wars with expensive things

I tiptoe right round my baby
All this world is mad, mad crazy

Look, it's how they do things around here.
Breaking and entering, Riviera style.

Using a sedative gas

is much more effective than
hitting people over the head

What were you thinking? I mean,
that could have gone wrong.

Badly wrong!
But it didn't, did it?

And you got what you wanted.

So, you had a look around...
Yeah!

I might have had a peek.
Nice drug stash!

Do you think Constantine knew?
No.

No, there's no way,

though that does explain how
Christos has been acting lately.

I also found something
he may not have seen.

What's all this?
My entire life.

You've been here all night?
Here, take this.

You look like you need it.
Thanks.

So, how's it going?
Fine.

What is it about these kids that
has got you so hot under the collar?

Come with me.

This is Bela. Have you met?

Bela earns 12,000 Euros a year. 12,000.

And somehow, he supports
3 children and 7 grandchildren

He buys food, toys, pays his mortgage.

He even manages to take his wife
out for a meal once a month.

And all the while, Bela pays

a percentage of everything he earns,
2,000 Euros, to the State, to the Nation

But the Clios' of this world; they
get away with paying almost nothing.

And every penny in tax,
they don't pay...

is taken away from Bela's hospitals,
his schools, his Police service.

Look at him. Here he is, toiling
away in the bowels of society,

while paying his fair share.
Where are they?

Well, most of Constantine Clios is
in pieces at the bottom of the sea.

But I take your point.
His wife, his entire family...

are still living on the
proceeds of his corruption.

I thought you're only after the Bank.
I'm after all of them.

Everyone who steals money
from me, from Bela, even from you.

Georgina Ryland, Class of '97

I've never even seen
my Birth Certificate.

Fingerprints, our Marriage License,
medical records

my Mother's Death Certificate?

Why do you think he did this?

He never asked me for any of it.

Your middle name is Marjorie?

I have my grandmother
to thank for that.

There's also this: bank statements.

I never knew about those bank accounts.

There must be thousands
of transactions here.

All for tiny amounts from the Cayman
Islands, Lichtenstein, the Bahamas...

There's a pattern here... Look,

the payments build up over months
until the total reaches several million

and then, the entire amount
is transferred out of the bank.

See, balance drops to zero.

A few months later, an even larger
amount is transferred back in

And these transactions go to and from...
John Brandeis?

I do know what that money was for.

There, the Picasso?
I bought that.

27 million dollars, a record sale.
The seller, John Brandeis.

The Reuben?
We sold that to John Brandeis.

The Gaugin, the Sheila?

All bought or sold, at Constantine's
request, to or from John Brandeis.

Jukes was right. They were
laundering money on a massive scale

and i was helping them.

He used me, Robert.
He never loved me,

I was just useful to him.

My marriage was a sham.
A fucking sham!

I'm back so soon, I thought
you might be taking stock.

I want my car back.

I should ban you for your own good.
Like you're going to do that!

Now you think throwing your car keys
on the table makes you a big shot?

Nobody wants some
miserable car junkie

crying on their shoulder and
I'm not sure I want one for a partner.

Listen, just because we're
taking your dirty money,

doesn't make us partners.
As you wish.

But you know what they say:

Never gamble more than
you can afford to lose.

But that's no fun, right?
We don't gamble to win money,

it's the risk of losing everything,
that's the thrill.

Spare me the bad talk.

How about an IOU?

The debt is 600,000

No one ever walked out
of this casino with an IOU.

No One. So, why should
I take one from you?

Your mother paid your debt for you.

You can pick up your
car keys at the office.

I hear your mother
runs your bank now.

Hello.
I've come to take you to lunch.

Irina, you should have called.

It's a surprise.

We can't, not here.

Your face is red.
We can't! It's us.

We need to cool things down.
I'm sorry.

Why?
Why?

You're the ex-wife of a
possibly murdered billionaire

having an affair with the chief
investigator, what do you think!

Not to mention, this whole
financial scandal with Jukes!

What about the girls? They're friends.
I talked to Sophie

So, this is it.

This is what you want.
What I want

is not to lose my job
over a scandal I can avoid.

You're a small man, Jean,
in all the ways that matter.

Your Mom's kinda hot.
If you say so,

I mean it's not open for discussion.
She's stunning.

I can see what my Dad sees in her.

Well, if you like her
so much, go fuck her.

She slept with a girl once.
Really?

Yeah, she told me she fucked some
actress when she was younger.

She told you that?
She tells me everything.

Oh, my mother barely speaks to me.

Lucky you.
Yeah, I guess.

So, are you going to do it?
Do what?

Get with my mum.
No!

What do you think of Dominic?

He's kind of hot.

I'm grooming him.
Oh!

Can you groom someone who's older?
Sure, why not!

Do you remember that
number you wrote on me?

15-07-201-4?

That was the day that
Constantine and I met.

Nobody would ever know that but us.

I saw it and for a second, I thought...

maybe he is still alive,

maybe it's some sort of message to me.

and I remembered
the man who loved me.

What sort of sick fuck
uses his wife like that?

It doesn't look good but

let's think about it for a moment.

None of those transactions
actually implicate you.

They implicate Constantine
and john Brandeis.

Maybe, he had to go into hiding...

to protect himself
and protect you.

but he left evidence
that you weren't complicit

in a place that he knew
only you would find.

Georgie, maybe...
He's dead!

Maybe, he deserves to be...

murdered by the same drug dealers
and war criminals that he was helping.

But how do I know?
How can I ever know?

Well, there's one man you could ask:

John Brandeis.

Irina!
This is a surprise.

I'm here to see Ada.

Do I need an appointment?

Of course not!
Where is she?

Playing with the gardener
and that awful girl who's

always following her around.
Are you staying long?

Would you like a drink? A juice?

What is this, Saudi Arabia?
I'll have a martini.

I know you don't give a shit about
girls like us but I'm telling you the truth.

Ok, if you can just take a seat and...
I already told you, I cannot wait.

If they see I've gone, I'm dead.
When the Duty Officer arrives...

Just remember, Ameera Sayed.
Ameera Sayed!

This is actually a very good martini.
Were you once a barmaid?

Thanks.

Yeah, I used to make cocktails
at a bar in New York.

It was good money.

It's always good to have
something to fall back on.

You must be stressed
with the police investigation?

I've got nothing to hide but
none of us are on firm ground.

Your marriage,
through this Jukes microscope

will seem very convenient.
There is no convenience.

Of course. Love's dream.

So, no skeletons in your closet?
No.

It must be nice to be
the innocent one.

I understand that
it must be difficult for you

to have another woman
living in your home

with your children

but there's only so many insults
I can take before lunch.

Georgina, I'm sorry.

I've come to ask you a favor.

Why even bother hosting a gala?
Tradition.

They always used to have it here.

Constantine and I
would host it together.

The children would be
allowed to stay for an hour

and then, they'd be
taken up to bed.

You's always see them,
like little birds...

perched in line, at the
top of the stairs, peering down.

Adam used to send down
Christos to steal canapes.

Who are you thinking of inviting?

Bored people and guilty people.

Then why do you host them?

Because I'm both guilty and bored.

I can think of a few names
I'd like to add to the guest list.

Anyone in particular?
A business associate of Constantine's,

John Brandeis. Do you know him?

No, actually but the more, the merrier.
Of course.

Who is it?

I am here to see Grigory Litvinov.

He is not here.
Tell him his life is in danger.

Give us 5 minutes.

drink?

No.

Suit yourself.

So, who wants to kill me?

The girl that survived the explosion.

Do you know her?

Look around you. There are so
many girls that come and go.

Did you know that this girl

attacked a nurse and killed
a man who gave her a ride?

Nope.

She's either very scared of someone

or she's fucking ruthless.

If she's involved in the explosion,
then who's to say

you are not on the
same list as your father.

This all sounds like a
grand fuckup on your part

for not arresting her
when you had the chance.

I am not going to
make any more mistakes.

Hey!

Oh...

They're not both for me.

I'm entertaining, she's outside.

Look, you're welcome to join us
if you're at a loose end.

You don't have to pity me, Adam.

I didn't think I was.

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to be rude.

It's just that I've been feeling
more and more like a widow

these days and not much else.

I don't like it.

You know, you learn so much more
about people after they're dead

than when they were alive.

I'll let you get back to...

Natasha.

Well, um, you're welcome
to join us. I mean it.

It does no good sitting here
on your own, dwelling on things.

Trust me.

Sun, gin, swim...
that's a remedy!

Thank you, no.
Maybe in a second?

Alright.

I could never pity you, Georgina.

She's new.

What happened to the last one?

Who could remember?

Hello! Yes, I'm calling from
the Clios Art Foundation.

We have a vault with you.
Yes, thank you.

Well, in light of his recent passing,
I'm going to need to come down

and review the collection

Ok, so what do
I need to bring again?

I'll bring some ID,
a copy of my passport,

marriage license, our
certificate of incorporation.

Yes, yes, I've got all that. Great!

How does first thing
tomorrow morning sound?

Great. Wonderful. Thank you.

English?
Mm Hmm.

What's your name?
Cheri.

Do you want to party?

Yeah.

Please stop.
I don't want to do anything,

I'm just here to talk.

You want me to talk dirty?
No.

I'm a policeman.

I saw you at the
Police Station this morning.

The girl you're looking for,
is she still missing?

Yes, my sister.

Do you recognize her?

No, I'm sorry.

She may be in danger, too.

If you help me find my sister,
I can ask the girls.

Maybe one of them knows her.

Wouldn't that get you in trouble?
It might.

My sister...

she was sent to a private party
last weekend and never came back.

Ok, I'll see what I can find out.

Where was the party?
I don't know.

Do you have a picture of her?
You don't need one.

Just take a good look at me.
She's my twin.

Hello?
It's me.

Why don't you put that thing down.
If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead.

You were meant to give me more time.

These things happen.
Not to me.

Why are you acting so rattled?
It makes you look weak.

Put it down.

What were you thinking?
You forget who you're working for!

Wait!
I have no choice.

Elena is still out there.
I know where.

I heard them talkin'

Who?
On the yacht, the father,

he had the sense to split it.

Only half of it was destroyed.
And where's the other half?

I think it's in the house.

I'm the one who fucked it.
I will put it back together.

Make sure that you do.
Elena's worth more than you.

Alright.

What the fuck is that?
Insurance.

Just a little tracker, you know...

it would be terrible if me and
you were to lose each other.

It's like Fort Knox in here.
But it's far more secure.

Mrs. Clios...

I will check you in,
if the computer permits it.

And it finally does.

Welcome.
Monsieur Schneider, this is...

Executive Assistant, actually.

This way, please.

Art work that
doesn't leave the free port

is exempt from all
tax and Customs duties.

Art sales conducted
within these walls

can also be considered tax-free

Due to this, we hold many of the
most expensive paintings in the world.

You probably witnessed their sales at

New York and London's
most prestigious auction houses.

I have probably bid on them.
Yet, here...

The sale merely involves the movement
of canvas from one boat to the next.

It is almost comical.

If not a little bit tragic.
That may be too.

Like most things, it
depends on one's perspective.

This is the Clios vault now.

I'll leave you here, so
you can view in privacy.

Discretion is our modus operandi.
Come back to Reception when your done.

Thank you.

There's not much in here.

Georgie, this looks like the real deal.
But these don't belong to me.

They belong to John Brandeis.

I should know, I sold
them to him

Well, what are they doing locked in
a vault belonging to Constantine?

What's this?

The details of a bank account.
John Brandeis.

His passport. There's no address.
Look, a lottery ticket.

Piazza Grande, from a
lottery booth across the border.

Christos Clios, what
are you doing here?

I heard you were in town.

The rumor has it,
you hate Monaco.

A rumor is a circulated story
of questionable truth.

My disdain for Monaco is fact.

I do my utmost to remind
people of it at every juncture.

Could we talk in private?
Of course! Excuse me.

I'm so sorry, your father...
my most sincere condolences.

It's fine.
No, it's not fine.

Do they know what happened?
No, not yet.

It's been difficult.

Lawyers, litigation, freeing
up my father's estate...

That's why I'm here.
In light of what's happened,

The Clios collection is coveted.
Yes, it is. And expensive!

And even for these vulgarians,
400 million is not a steal

Let's not be too stuck on
the collection as a whole.

Will Georgina not be upset?
No.

No, she and I would accept offers
on single items, be reasonable.

Reasonable?

Make some sales.

We need to sell some paintings
and let's keep this between us.

I don't want to create too
much noise and start a frenzy.

This is the girl we
found by the train station.

What is it you found there?

Put this on.
Why?

We're leaving. We have
to get you out of here.

You found her, didn't you?

We have to get you out of here first,

then we can discuss this
somewhere safe.

Oh, my God!

No, you need to tell me.

They found her
next to the train station.

She had overdosed. I'm sorry.

But she didn't even use.

She didn't take anything,
even when they said it would help.

She was the strong one.
Please!

We have to get you out of here
before they do the same thing to you.

Let them. Negrescu's evil.

Listen, if you want me to catch
the man who did this to your sister,

you must come with me now.

Hello.

I'm fine.

Now? What makes you
think I have the time?

I don't like surprises.

Let's do this to all threatening
to pull out of the Clios Bank.

Luckily for us,
he's got a wife and kids and

my guess is, he
wants to keep it that way.

So...
When do we shine the beaches?

Go.

Now. look there. There.

Now, this is my favorite bit.

So, do I get a kiss?

Maybe. We're having a gala at the villa

for the Foundation.
I'd like for you to be there.

Alright.

When do we pay him a visit?
He's got my number.

Oh! And he's very efficient.

Hello?

Who am I?

Just a helpful friend.

They have frozen my personal account
as well as the business account.

How the fuck
am I supposed to live?

Well, I can lend you a card.
I don't want mommy's credit card!

I want my fucking life back!

I think, with the way
you're acting at the moment,

not having access to money
might not be such a bad idea.

You come here to lecture me, just...

What?

A friend of mine discovered an awkward
situation with one of your investors.

And?

Fortunately, this friend spoke to this
investor and reassured him that

because he's a
business associate of yours,

this little indiscretion
would be forgotten.

As long as he's in business
with me, he's sake.

Something along those lines.

Is that a smile?

I've not seen you smile for a while.

So, once all this has blown over...

we won't need
Negrescu's account anymore.

Why do you think the
investor changed his mind?

Sorry.

Georgina!
Hi, um,

If it's not a bad time, I thought
maybe we could go for a drink.

Um, it's not actually a good time.
Is everything ok?

Yeah, yeah, of course

I just...

Adam, are you there?
Yeah.

Sorry, um, don't worry.

I'll see you later.

Doesn't look like the kind of place
a billionaire would call home.

He must have left
this ticket for a reason.

Maybe he won.

Maybe it's a winning ticket and he
was too embarrassed to collect it.

I am not embarrassed.

Monsieur...

A wish for winning,
I hope you win.

No winner.

Keep it,

this little thing
will bring you good luck.

I think that means no.

You know, it could have been worse.
How could it be worse?

You could have had children.

Maybe I was wrong, Georgie.

Maybe there was no message, after all.

I found him.

I found John Brandeis

My love, you know
I trust you implicitly.

You know how bad I actually...

Everything I have is yours.

Hidden in plain sight.

Georgina, I love you and I always will.

Was it love? It was wild
Brought me to my knees

Sparking fires,
sparring wars with expensive things

I tiptoe right round my baby
All this world is mad, mad crazy

Transcribed by Uncle Andy