All language subtitles for Jake 2.0 - 1x09 - Whiskey - Tango - Foxtrot.en

Jake Foley was an ordinary guy

until a freak accident
transformed him

into the world's first
computer-enhanced man.

Millions of microscopic computers

interface with his biochemistry

and make him stronger and faster,

able to see and hear
farther than normal men.

They give him the power to control

technology with his brain.

Jake Foley - America's secret weapon.

He takes on missions no
ordinary agent can perform.

He is the ultimate

human upgrade.

Just, um... get me
the undersecretary,

okay?

You do that, and nobody
else gets hurt.

That's not going to happen

until you start giving
me some hostages.

No, don't play diplomat with me.

I've been working in this
office for over ten years,

and I am tired of being lied to

by the government.

There's another door to that office.

Looks like it was patched over.
If I can get into the office

- next to it, I can take him out.
- You're not going to take anyone out.

The snipers will be in
place in three minutes.

We could all be dead
in three minutes.

I'm warning you -

I'm not feeling very patient today.

Get me the undersecretary,

or somebody's going to lose a life.

- Kyle!
- No!

Sal, that's not gonna happen

until you start showing
some good faith.

Okay, you give me what I need...

I'll give you what you need.

Month after month
I bled for this lying,

double-dealing government.

He did it.

You're welcome.

Did I or did I not give
you a specific order?

- Yeah, but...
- You think you're something special

- because you've got powers?
- No...

Well, I've got news
for you - you're not.

You wait for backup and you follow
orders just like everyone else.

It's called discipline,
and it saves lives.

- That's all I was trying to do.
- Oh, yeah?

Did you know the wall
would break that easy?

That his assault rifle
didn't have a hair trigger?

That he didn't have explosives
hidden on his person?

Jake, you've been enhanced.

You can do some pretty
spectacular things,

but that's not what this
job is really all about,

and if you don't learn that,

somebody's going to get hurt.

I didn't go through
channels, General.

I figured you'd want
to know immediately,

and I didn't want to waste any time.

You did the right thing.
Open the vault.

Sir,

I have been sole custodian

to the Hades 13 tactical
mini nukes for six months.

Not once on my watch
has there been a defeat,

a glitch or any discernible
violation of security.

Just show me what's wrong

- What are you doing?
- Just watch the countdown, sir.

Disengage that explosive.

I'm requesting that The General
observe the countdown.

And I'm giving you a direct order.
Disengage that explosive.

Now!

What just happened?

It's a decoy, sir.

Somebody stole one of my nukes?

Jake and his nanites may be
the center of this unit,

but he's got a serious
discipline problem.

Are we talking about a phase
or something more permanent?

Oh, permanent enough if he gets
himself or someone else killed.

Apparently, there's
no "we" in nanites.

Well, I'm not surprised.

A few months of NSA
field work is no cure

for a childhood full
of James Bond movies.

Well, I think we better find a cure.

There's someone you need to meet.

General Freewald.

Tank Buster. It's been awhile.

I served with The General
in the first gulf war.

Your boss was the best
helicopter driver in the force.

And absolutely lethal
with a rocket launcher.

Agent Kyle Duarte.

You trust this man?

Hoo-ah.

Agent Duarte.

Well, Tank Buster,

the day has finally come -
I'm actually glad

you traded in your Blackhawk
for a desk at the NSA.

- Well, that makes me nervous.
- And well it should.

Fort McClelland serves
as a repository

for our arsenal of Hades 13
tactical mini nukes.

- What happened?
- Stolen.

One of your nukes is missing?

Fort McClelland is 100% secure.

Nothing happens there
I don't know about.

That leaves only one explanation -

One of the members of the wolf pack

stationed at my base
has turned traitor.

Traitor? In the wolf pack?

Aren't they the most
elite in special ops?

Well, that's the official story.

What they are is a semi-autonomous
black ops squad.

They do things the U.S. Government
really isn't supposed to.

We give them a job,
the wolf pack gets it done.

No questions asked.

And a member of this
team has a Hades 13.

Have you alerted CID?

CID is a joke.

So is JAG.

I give them a call,
they send me two nitwits in khakis

to stumble over every
obstacle on the base.

This job needs to be done covertly.

Any indication that we know
the weapon is missing,

and our traitor vanishes.

I know how they think.

I used to be a member
of the wolf pack.

Before I turned sane.

You want this thing done,
you'll have to do it my way.

I'll mobilize every asset I have
around the world to find this device,

but I will need to put
someone on the inside.

I'm already with you.

The wolf pack is
expecting a new recruit.

I've delayed his arrival.

That leaves an opening for your man.

There's only one catch.

These men operate at the
highest standard of strength,

endurance and agility.

Your agent is going
to have to pass muster

or he will be made.

I believe I've got your man.

You did say he could
use some discipline.

- Jake.
- Yeah.

- Jake.
- Hmm?

No.

The body is a temple - even
a nanite-enhanced one.

- Can I ask you something?
- Yeah.

Am I acting like I'm too good to
follow orders like everyone else?

It's true? I'm becoming THAT guy?

No, but...

I'm still glad that Kyle
read you the riot act.

Why, because you like
to see me humiliated?

Because I'd like to
see you alive, Jake.

You know, I bet he told Lou...

"Jake's grandstanding."

"Jake's chewing gum. Jake..."

Has a new mission.

Get up to speed.

So you want me to join the Wolf Pack.

Great mission. Really.
There's just one small thing,

and it's not that I think
I'm special or anything,

it's just that, well... Uh...

I don't really do well
with teams or packs.

Especially in uniform. Jocks,

frat guys, marching bands.

They eat people like
me for breakfast.

Are you done?

You're going to learn
to become a soldier.

I have someone standing
by to train you.

Yeah? Who's the Yoda-like miracle worker
that's going to make that happen?

Well, Timmy's not going to be
playing the violin any time soon.

That is the most pathetic

field kill I have ever seen.

You will never leave your weapon

in, on, or around the enemy.

- Do we understand each other?!
- Yes, ma'am.

For the last time, Jake,
the correct answer is 'hoo-ah'.

'Hoo-ah' means 'yes',
'thank you', 'please',

'pass the ammo', 'praise the Lord'.

Do you understand?
When in doubt - hoo-ah!

Hoo-ah!

You don't have to yell
it all the time, okay?

Now if anybody asks you
about your past missions,

or people you've served with,

you go no further than 'hoo-ah'.

These men aren't going to trust you
until they've tested you, Jake.

And even then you're not going to sit
around talking about your feelings.

And don't worry - I'm not going
to open up to these psychopaths.

They're not psychopaths, Jake.

These men are highly competent,

connected and skilled soldiers.

They don't have to salute.

They don't have to wear
their hair or uniforms regulation.

And they don't have a problem
operating in a morally gray area.

So how come you never
joined the wolf pack?

They don't take women.

The NSA does.

So are you ready to do this?

Sure.

I mean, hoo-ah.

- Hit me.
- What?

Hit me!

Hope you don't have
any plans for tonight.

Let's go, soldier, move it,
move it, move it.

Let's pick up the pace.

We've got some time to keep here.

Come on, soldier, you're
moving like pond water!

Move it! Move it!

Sergeant first class
Mitchell Gant, wolf pack.

Do you need to see my papers, or...?

- Uh, sergeant, we're not the wolf...
- Hoo-ah!

they are.

Company, clear the square!

Hey, man. How ya doing?

Captain Hartman?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, at ease.

You must be Gant. Nice knowing you.

- Got some papers for me?
- Uh, yes, sir.

Cool.

Why in the name of hell

are you giving me up as
your commanding officer?

You ever salute me in the open again

and I will exsanguinate you,
understood?

- Yes, sir.
- Don't you "sir" me.

You want me dead?
Is that what you want, huh?

Get up and answer me.

The pack is your mother, and
the pack is your father, kid.

From now on, everything that you need

you will get from us.

That is, of course, if you can

manage to cut it here
for more than 30 seconds.

Think you can do that?

Think you got what it takes?

Hoo-ah.

Drills are up. Move out!

Welcome to hell.

I want every dealer and informant

in the world arms market
tracked down and interrogated.

If Hades 13 is in play, I want
to know who, where and how.

You are also to put
all of our field agents

monitoring the sale of nuclear
equipment on high alert.

If anyone buys a radiac meter
anywhere in the world,

I want someone with NSA creds

standing by to ask why.

- Understood?
- Yes, ma'am.

Good. You know the drill.

In god we trust,

all others we monitor.

I have a special mission for you.

Let's go! Keep up!

Move your ass! Move it!

Hoo-ah.

Get him over that wall.

Sixty-two!

Sixty-three!

Sixty-four!

Sixty-five!

Sixty-six!

Sixty-seven, sixty-eight

sixty-nine, seventy

seventy-one, seventy-two

seventy-three, seventy-four

Well, I guess you could
describe it as summer camp...

ten-mile runs...

I've never been this
tired in my entire life.

Hey, the nanites aren't going

to burn out or anything, are they?

No.

No, they're-they're doing fine.

Oh, good.

What about you? Are you scared?

I don't know what I am.
These guys are crazy, but...

I think they may be
starting to respect me.

Oh, crap. I'm late, I got
to get back to the barracks.

Bye

Gant!

That's some fine work out
there today, my friend.

You're the man, Gant.
Sierra Hotel, all the way.

Hey.

Thanks.

USDA choice,

hard ass.

You're going to do us proud.

Thanks, man.

You impressed every man in this unit.

Thank you.

You're welcome. Good night.

Good night.

Stop the car.

You're lucky you weren't on an
actual mission, Agent Foley.

If the wolf pack thought you were
slowing them down in battle,

they'd just pop a slug
in your kneecap.

Well, I guess lucky in your world
mean being tortured all night

by a bunch of jingoistic mesomorphs.

Sir.

I trust Louise Beckett with my life.

I hope that trust
hasn't been misplaced.

You and me both.

Louise Beckett is not
someone you let down

without serious consequence.

You know how she got
the name Tank Buster?

Let me guess - she blew up
a bunch of tanks in the gulf.

Tank was a man.

Piloted a Black Hawk
in your boss' outfit

and had no end of crap to give her

about being black, being female,
being attractive.

You name it, he had a slur.

And Beckett put up with everything,

until tank bugged out
on a hostile encounter

a little faster than he should have.

Left Beckett all alone
to weather the fire storm.

But one night,

tank went to the CO,

begged to be taken off
the flight rotation,

confessed he acted
in a cowardly fashion

and spent the rest of
the war behind a desk.

And he never said a mean
thing about anybody

ever again.

What'd she do to him?

Nobody knows.

That's why I'm warning you.

Don't give Louise Beckett
a reason to dislike you.

Someone here to see you.

So, you're undercover, too.

None of our intelligence assets

can place Hades 13
in the arms market.

Our informants in the terrorist
underground have nothing,

so the most plausible
scenario right now...

Is that the weapon's
still on the base.

- You have to find it.
- How?

The wolf pack carry field laptops.

Traitor may have used his to uplink
with someone about the bomb.

Now, you have to go through
the wolf pack's duffel,

interface with their gear

and copy down their
communications logs.

Okay,

am I going to do that before or after
the monkeys fly out of my butt?

Kyle...

don't send me back
in with those guys.

If the Hades 13 in detonated,

a lot of people are going to die.

Jake,

there are no half
measures on this one.

You have to find the discipline

and commitment to take
this all the way.

- Is that an order?
- Yes.

All right.

I need some nerve gas and a funnel.

I don't know, but I've been told...

I don't know, but I've been told...

Wolf pack men don't sing no songs!

Wolf pack men don't sing no songs!

Oh, the little crap hound!

Wolf pack men is where it hurts!

Wolf pack men is where it hurts!

Shut your hole and...

That the worst your little sorority
bitches could come up with?

What kind of mongolian
goat manure in your skull

made you think I'd follow a woman
like you into battle, huh?

Get my eat tool.

Who in the name of sweet god almighty

put all these holes
around my barracks?

Someone could trip and
fall into one of these.

That's just plain unacceptable.

Listen to me, you little ass clown.

You listen to me good. I want

each and every one of these holes

off my base by sun up,

or you will suffer the kind of pain

you only ever hear tell of.

Hoo-ah.

Hoo-ah.

Lights out in five minutes!

What?

Nothing.

You clocked your CO,

and instead of beating
the snot out of you,

- he made you dig holes?
- Yeah.

It's supposed to impress upon me
the fact that I'm so retarded,

I don't even merit
army-grade punishment.

As you can see,
the shame is unbearable.

Yeah.

Well, that's the last of them.

I'll upload the data to Lou
from the main complex.

- Mm-hmm.
- This was clever, Jake.

But that nerve gas is going
to wear off real soon.

There's still a traitor in this unit,

and these laptops may not be
enough to snuff him out.

Well, being clever had
nothing to do with it.

This is just Phase One.

You sure you know what you're doing?

Kyle, now is not the time
to second-guess me.

You asked me to become one of
these men, that's what I'm doing.

What exactly do you have in mind?

That's on a need-to-know basis.

Six hours ago, you were telling
me not to send you back here.

Now you're General Patton?

You gave me a specific order
to take this all the way.

I'm taking it all the way.

Sergeant, stop the vehicle.

No five-mile run today, gentlemen?

Gant...

you magnificent bastard!

You see what you pulled off?

How the hell did you do that?

Let the man have his sec he's
got the huevos to pull that,

god only knows what
he'll do in the field!

Looks like we found ourselves
a tactical mastermind!

Hoo-ah!

You took your beating like a man,
and you gave as good as you got.

Hey, everyone gets tested, Gant.

No exceptions. Nothing personal,
huh? Nothing personal.

What do you say, Lawrence?
What do you say?

You think it's time we give young
Mitchell here an initiation?

- Oh, yeah!
- Yeah?

- Initiation? Initiation?
- Initiation!

Hang 'em up! Hang 'em up!

Initiation! Initiation!

Initiation!

Down the hatch.

Hey, hey! Can't you knobs
take a direct order?

I said shaken, not stirred!

Hey, now that we know
each other so well,

how about we make this
cub part of the pack?

Hoo-ah!

The real initiation, Gant.

Come on, get this off! Let's go!

Ho!

Oh, yeah!

Come on, Gant!

Carve it in! Don't pass out!

Carve it up! Open your eyes, Gant!

Take it, Gant. Take it! Look at it!
Don't close your eyes!

Take the pain! Look at him bleed!

Come on!

Take the pain! Take it!
Take it like a man!

Come on! Come on!

Right! Arms in!

Hoo-ah!

We ran through crypto and data
analysis on those logs you sent us.

I think we might've
found our traitor.

We know that a member of
the wolf pack leased a jet.

It's waiting for him somewhere in the
Florida Keys. We don't know where yet.

He also bought equipment
to handle nuclear material.

Now our guess is

he's moving Hades 13
out of the country.

Well, is he selling the bomb,
taking it to a buyer?

We don't know yet. Make the arrest.

Take the soldier straight
to General Freewald.

Interrogate him and
get those answers.

How's Jake?

Easy!

I'm not sure.

What do you mean?

He's one of them now.

We need to get him out of
this as soon as possible.

Oh, he'll get out. As soon as
I have the traitor and the bomb.

Right.

Oh, yeah.

So... now that Gant's been branded,

I'd like to propose a toast.

To absent friends.

- To absent friends.
- Aubrey?

Hey, Gant...

we don't mention that
name around here.

No, Lawrence.

Gant might as well
know why he's here.

The pack was asked to deal with an
afghan warlord in the Chaiko Valley.

This puke had some bio-weapons,

left behind by the Soviets.

It was simple -

snatch and grab the bio-weapon.

Next thing you know,
we're in a hard firefight

through the local village.
Aubrey took some shrapnel.

General Freewald sends orders

not to jeopardize the bio-weapon.

To forget...

Aubrey and get out of there.

Two days later,
al-Jazeera shows a video

of Aubrey being torn limb
from limb in the streets.

One of the Wolf Pack.

We let him die.

So... a toast...

Sergeant Ken Aubrey,

General Wesley Freewald.

- Oh, forget that, man.
- No, no.

Let's give acknowledgment to the man

who made us dishonor
ourselves and our brother.

May he meet with all the
advancement and commendation

that he deserves... in hell.

- Hoo-ah.
- Hoo-ah.

Hoo-ah. Hoo-ah.

Hey, hey, I didn't know
she was married, I swear.

Shut up and keep your
hands behind your back.

We're going to walk out
the back door real quiet,

and you're going to tell
General Freewald

who you're working for and
where you hid the Hades 13.

We understand each other?

Well, you got to be on the pipe
if you think I'm going to do that.

Oh, okay.

Well, let's see what
the wolf pack does to you

when they find out
that you're a traitor.

- Take me to the General.
- That's what I thought.

You acquitted yourself quite well,
Agent Duarte,

but this is an internal matter now.

A question of honor.

This man and I need to
settle our affairs in private.

With all due respect, General,

you called the NSA,

and I'm not about to leave you alone

with a member of an elite
assassination unit.

A unit I used to head, Agent Duarte.

But have it your way.

Just remember

what happens in Fort McClellan
stays in Fort McClellan.

Are we clear on that?

- As a bell.
- Good.

You know,

in antiquity, when a field commander

found a traitor in his midst,

he had the authority to shoot

the lying sack of crap on site.

Well, you gave the
wolf pack the order

to leave Ken Aubrey in Afghanistan.

Does that mean I can shoot
you on site... sir?

I did what was necessary.

You were carrying
a lethal bio-weapon.

It's safe return was top priority.

That was the mission.

Our man was top priority.

Aubrey was still alive.

And you would've killed
every man, woman and child

in that village to him back.
Aubrey did his duty.

What the hell do you know about duty?

You were one of us.

The wolf pack never left a man behind

until you gave that order.

All right

You have something
that belongs to me.

Now, the way I see it,
you have two choices -

hand it over or die.

Fine.

The Hades 13 is...

All right...

the keys to the cuffs.

Please.

Hoo-ah!

It was a hairy fur ball that night.

Bodies flailing everywhere.

Didn't know which way was up.

Couldn't fight your way out.

All we could do was give in.

And give in, we did.

- Unbelievable.
- Son...

you never visited
a Panamanian whorehouse?

I can neither confirm nor deny

that I have ever been to Panama.

Hoo-ah!

Heads up!

Can I help you, officer?

He's not an officer.

His name is Agent Duarte,

and he's a spook for the NSA.

I take it this man has
knowledge of our operation.

Yeah, Freewald called him in to
find out who took the Hades 13.

You're all in on it... aren't you?

- What's he talking about?
- Quiet, Gant.

What about the General?

Well, my guess is they won't
find his body till dawn.

Agent Duarte apprehended
me in the club.

I decided to turn the situation
to our advantage,

find out how much he
and the General knew.

Oh, and frankly,

not sorry about Freewald.

Understood.

All right, mount up.
We're pushing our timetable.

Hall, Burns, Stern -
you're on weapons detail.

I want the entire pack
ready to bug out in 20.

We move the Hades 13 out
of the country tonight.

Get up!

Just make sure this piece of garbage
tells us everything he knows.

Now, who else knows?!

I told you.

I report to Freewald.

I'm working alone.

I don't believe him.

I concur.

What do you have to say
for yourself, Gant?

You are the first leader of a wolf
pack to leave a man behind.

- Aw...
- You followed a bad order

and you know it,
but I didn't judge you

when I volunteered to serve
under your command.

Now, one of your officers
has murdered a General.

An agent of our government
is bleeding on this floor,

beaten by your hand,

not by any standard of human
and military decency.

I should put a bullet in your skull
no matter what the consequence,

but instead I am standing here

NOT JUDGING!

So if you want to be
responsible for the death

of another one of your brothers,

have the courage of your
convictions and pull that trigger,

otherwise I respectfully
suggest you judge me

by my deeds, sir.

All right, have it your way, Gant.

You kill the man.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- You got to finish him off.
- Shut up and give me the cuffs now.

Now!

What are you doing?

Tape!

This man deserves a slow...

and painful death.

You think he merits
a soldier's death,

you give it to him yourself.

Gear up!

Moving out!

Woo-ah!

If the wolf packs can sneak that
weapon out to the Florida Keys,

I want an ambush waiting with all
the fire power we can muster.

So you find me that damn airstrip.

Director Beckett,

it's coming from Agent
Duarte's field phone.

Get a fix on Kyle's
location. Find Jake.

We need to get into that base.

Scramble covert team, have
a chopper meet me at the helipad,

and tell them to stow
an extra set of body armor.

- I'm sorry, Director, are you...?
- I'm handling this myself.

Gant.

This team's been operating under
a cloud of shame for too long.

You want the opportunity to be
part of the wolf packs' redemption?

I consider it an honor.

Hades 13 tactical mini nukes.

Ever seen one of these go off?

No.

But that's all about to change.

We have a jet waiting
for us in the Florida Keys.

So we're headed for Afghanistan?

We've got connections in every town
and village and near to Karachi.

In less than three days,

infiltrate Afghanistan
through the Paki border

and deliver the Hades 13
to the Chaiko Valley.

There's a helicopter standing by.

Get us out of there
before she goes off.

and takes out the Chaiko Valley.

Yeah. Every one of those animals -

it's a joy to torture
my boy Aubrey to death.

Hey, general, welcome to the party.

As you requested.

No one searches the General's traspo.

Stern, load up the weapon.

Here's we go.

Um... I say we stay off
the main roads.

Just get to the...

Lock and load!

Put your weapons down
and surrender now!

I knew it.

That weapon is not leaving this base.

I disagree. Hall?

All right. All right. Stand down.

Nice throw. You want to cut
his heart out for me?

It's my pleasure.

Down! Everybody down!

Drop your weapons and hit the deck!

Freeze!

On your face! Get down!

Put your hands where I can see them!

- Kyle?
- He's all right, he's alive.

- Yeah!
- Mannick!

Attend to this man.

Lou, thank you.

Hi.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Don't be.

You did what you had to.

It was necessary.

We're proud of you.

I know it was tough.

Yeah, was tough.

- But also way too easy.
- I know.

We all got that inside, Jake.

It's a matter of how we use it.

Lou told me to, uh...

smuggle in some beer.

Love that woman.

Here. Take it.

Thanks.

- You going to be all right?
- Yeah.

I heal fast, I guess.