All language subtitles for Patriot.s01e01.Milwaukee, America

With Bell-end
Socket Welds.

On the outer farcs.

Inside, I don't like them.

What do you like inside?

Dell Yard 50s

because of thermal expansion
with nickel alloys.

How many fillet welds would you
use in that scenario, John?

I would use two.

200?

Uh, yeah.

Of course, man. I'm sorry.

John, walk me
through a scenario

where you've contracted
for cap ends.

You've got
cracked L quadrants,

and 40,000 gallons
coming down the line.

What do you tell
the engineer?

He's going to have to
tie down his baker knots

at every Lawrence crease
besides the first and last.

Well, I hope he doesn't
tie down his bakers

because then he'd open
his truss underbelly

and crack every uncracked
quad in the line.

Wow.

Let's try that one
again.

Yeah, I don't know.
Great recommendations.

His CV was strong, but I like
the little Asian guy better.

This guy seems a little weird.

Yeah, and he was
10 minutes late.

That Stephen Tchoo
was right on time.

That Stephen Tchoo.

Hey.

Hey.

You
just interviewed

for the process
engineering job?

Yeah. You?

Yeah. Yeah.
How'd it go?

Great. How about you?

Okay.

Not great. I blanked
on a couple of things,

a couple of basics.

Hey, it happens, man.
Don't beat yourself up.

Yeah. So you think
you'll take it

if they offer?

What are you
thinking?

I have some other offers.

But it's a pretty strong
opportunity here.

So I'm pretty jacked.

Yeah. Good for you.

Hey, tomorrow's another day.

A helicopter
crash in rural Iran

will drastically alter
their spring election.

Frontrunner Fashid Harmed

and three others died
this morning in Herat,

leaving a field of two
remaining candidates,

neither of whom were
once expected to win.

Edward, could you cancel
your plans for this weekend?

Something has happened,
and I'd like you to come over.

Is this not an opportunity
to adopt a more moderate

social and
religious position?

Mr. Harmed, a moderate,

was expected
to win the election.

My political positions
are functions of my faith.

My faith won't move.

If there's moving,
men will come to me.

I would like
to send someone over

to get in front
of this election.

Who?

We have few officers

who've worked Iran
over any meaningful term.

One has NOC. time
in engineering covers.

He'll have to go in
non-official.

But there's a concern.

Because?

It's my son,
and it's complicated.

In what way?

Well, in one way,

he records folk music
under an assumed name

because he says it helps
him with his feelings,

for example.
That's one way.

That's, um... Really?

Hmm. The songs,
oh, they're pretty good.

Um, I mean, I'm his dad,
so maybe I'm biased,

but they're pretty good,

but they're becoming...
more honest.

Which is probably a good thing
for folk singers in general

but not a good thing

if you're one who works
in intelligence.

But he's suited for this job,
and he's excellent.

He's just--

I don't know,

not like everybody else.

And he's had a tough year,
and I'm worried about him.

How close are they?

To what?

To a practical
nuclear capability?

It's going to happen--

this winter,
if they want it to happen.

Hey, Efram,

I got some news.

Can you roll down
the window, buddy?

Yeah.

Thanks, man.

You ready to camp, man?

Yeah!

Yeah, man. I was, too.

But we can't.

Yeah. I'm sorry.

Something has come up.

Uh, your mom is away,

and she was
expecting you and me

to hang for a couple of days,

so I'm going to drive you
to your grandma's house.

Cool?

Uh, hey, are you--

you-- are you getting crumbs
all over the place?

No.

Okay. Good.

Good. Don't.

Everything's all right.

I'm sorry to come by
your work place like this,

but it's important.

Is John okay?

He is. He is.

Hi.

Hi.

But, Alice, I know you
were expecting John home

at the end of the month.

Are you sending him
somewhere else, Tom?

He's not coming home,
is he?

He will be home
for a day or two,

but then I'm sending him
back to work, yeah.

But he's okay?

His last job was involved.

I know you were hoping
to have John home,

and I know that, uh,
the two of you had a--

well, a challenging year
last year.

I should have come by
more often.

I should have had you over
for a beer or something.

So have me over next week.

Is there anything
I can do for you two?

Ah, you know what?

I think we just need
a couple of days off.

We just need to go
for a drive or something.

I don't know.
Could it be that simple?

I was married for 42 years,

and yes,
it can be that simple.

But it's not going
to happen for a while.

Okay.

You take care of him.

I plan to.

Are you filming?

Do you know how many
rules you're breaking?

1, you're not supposed
to ride Bodacious.

Just press "record."

2, we're not supposed
to fuck around

with Dad's camera.

Hang on! Just hang on!

John, get out of the chute!

John, get out
of the chute now!

Let's go!

You okay?

Yeah. That thing's
fucked.I'm dead.

- We'll tell him Memaw did it.
- Grandma?

Thank you for clearing
the decks this weekend.

Of course.

Did you miss anything?

Uh, yeah. Beltway Buddies
events-- uh, camping.

That's their project
where I foster
and enrich a boy.

Yeah, Eddie, I know.

This is John's address.

Get John.
Tell him I need him.

Come home.

I'm worried about him.
He's been gone a while.

Absolutely,
I will get him home.

Hey.

I wanted to ask you.

No reason. It just crosses
my mind from time to time.

When you and John
were younger, Eddie--

Yeah?

I have always wondered.

Did my 92-year-old mother

really remove from its case

and then just completely
fucking demolish

my Sony VX3 video camera?

Yes.

And you're sure you and John

weren't just
fucking around with it,

doing something stupid?

No. Memaw did it.

She was country strong.

Go bring your brother home.

Take care of him
if you need to.

Will do.

Okay.

Hey, brother, you want
to go for a walk?

She was their nanny.

Did they like her?

Not at first.

But soon,

soon they learned
that she could do

some very fun
and interesting things.

Like what?

Like fly
with her umbrella.

They lived in London,

which is a very
big city in England.

He jumped off
the fucking roof

with a fucking umbrella!

He broke his feet,
Edward!

- Both fucking feet!
- All right.

And his ankles!

He's supposed
to be camping!

- All right.
- With you!

You just left him
with his grandmother?

I can't believe
you're a Congressman!

- That's scary!
- All right.

- Now you just get back here!
- All right, I will come.

I don't care where
the fuck you are!

I said I would
come home, Carol.

I'm coming
right now. Jeez.

I have to go.

My Little Buddy broke
his feet and his ankles.

That was his mom.
My little special friend?

Anyway, Dad needs you
home tonight.

You got the message.

I don't know.

What don't you know?

I'm competing tonight.

Oh, you're competing.
I'm sorry.

In what?

Mechanical bull contest.

It's how I've been
making extra money.

I'm saving up
for a bike trip,

a long trip.

They're really big
out here, for some reason,

mechanical bulls.

5,000 bucks if I win.

Listen, brother,

it's going to be
different this time.

All you got to do
is bring a bag of money,

A to B, John,

and then make sure
it gets doled out right

over a few months.
That's it.

It's never easy like that.

It always gets messed up.

Okay, Dad says
he needs you.

That's pretty easy
to understand, right?

Yeah...

I'm leaning toward
just staying here,

ride this fake bull,

get that money,

and then have Alice
come out

and bike across
Spain with me.

We'll look at some
Spanish birds.

Hmm. Spanish birds.

Huh.

You're so weird.

Cantar Walley's
a terrorist, right?

And he might be the next
President of Iran.

And Dad said
that he wouldn't call you
if he didn't need you.

Well, this one tonight--
bull ride--

it's the final, so...

there won't be
another money ride

for six months.

So I don't know.

Maybe--
Maybe I'll go back

if I lose tonight.

Who-- Who do you even
compete against anyway?

It's a pretty
international city.

There's guys
from all over.

Are any of these
other competitors

from Texas, like you?

No.

So you usually win.

Yeah.

What time is this thing?

And are there any hot
European girls there usually?

Because I can maybe squeeze
that in before my flight.

From the United Kingdom,
Tony Splinters!

From the United States
of America,

from the state of Texas,
John...

Aah!

I'm sorry.

John.

I should have called or--

God, this is fucking--

You're so beautiful.

It's just not
a great, um,

accompanying--

Yeah. Yeah, it is way
too chipper and wholesome.

I'm just going to try
and work through this.

Okay, honey.

I'm struggling to stay
sexy for you here.

- It's not sexy.
- No.

But not you, not you.

You are so sexy, but it's
just that fucking jingle.

Parking, like,
right out front.

Oh, fuck.

Come on, guys,
what are you doing?

- It's been three months.
- Yeah.

I'm just going to--

I'm just going to try
and work through it.

Yeah.

Hey, John--
Oh, Lord! I'm sorry!

I'm sorry!
The door was open!

I didn't see anything, okay?

I will-- I will meet you
downstairs, okay?

I saw nothing.

A little bit.

The report says
he's lacking one thing:

short range weapons.

Iran's program
is three months away.

Their program
is dormant now,

and this guy wants
to keep it that way.

This guy does not.
He wants to wake it up.

That's probably
his son, right?

Nice. Make a whole 360,
you know?

We're going to try to buy
this election, John,

for the other guy.

We're going to spread
a lot of money

all across Iran,
across all 30 provinces.

We got the guy to do that.

We just need you
to get him the money

and then come and go
from Iran in the fall

to make sure that it
gets to where we need it.

How?

N.O.C.

I thought you were looking.

You looked
like you were looking.

McMillan is an
oil infrastructure
engineering firm.

This project's gonna
play out in two places:

Iran and Luxembourg.

We need to bank with
these people in Luxembourg

because their money
is worthless,

and the Iranians we need
don't use their own banks.

McMillan comes and goes
both places.

Hey, John.

Yeah.

Are you getting any of this?

I'm getting all of it.

Money, Luxembourg, Iran.

Buy an election.

Yeah, that's all.

Luxembourg's
the only country in Europe

that does business
with Iran,

so all the money comes
and goes through there.

McMillan travels
both places routinely,

so that's your mark.

You interview in Milwaukee
on Wednesday.

The physicist guy
wants 10 million.

It's been difficult
to pay him, though,

because of the sanctions.

But they're going to find
a way to pay him right quick

if Walley wins.

And as soon as it's
in his bank account,

he'll do whatever
he needs to do,

and then there they go.

Are you good?

I am. Yeah.

All right. Good.

It's nice to see you.

All right.

You mentioned there were
a few other things.

Yes.

How was your interview?

- Fine.
- Good.

Thanks.

I just need you

to fill out this W-9.

That's Jack Birdbath.
He used to be a cop,

and then he shot
a 9-year-old Puerto Rican

in the back.

Yeah, so...

he's disgraced.

Yeah.

And do this.

There's a men's room
just up on 3.

Hey.

Hey.

I'm John Lakeman.

Just interviewed
in process engineering.

Oh, cool. Hey, Dennis
McClaren, conforming.

Cool.

Can I talk to you
about something?

Listen,
I'm in a situation.

Hey, can you not pee
for a sec?

Can I not what?

Don't pee.

My name's John,

but my last name's
not Lakeman.

I am interviewing
for a position

in process design,

but I'm also
an intelligence officer.

Don't pee, please.
Are you peeing, Dennis?

No.

I need this job

because I have to work

in accredited
construction overseas

to go places Americans
aren't supposed to.

Okay.

Without leaving a trail.

Okay.

Luxembourg.

Yeah.

Iran.

Yeah, we go there.

Yeah, I know.
That's why I'm here.

I have to hand over
some money in Luxembourg

and then be in Iran.

I can hear you peeing, man.

I'm sorry, man.
That's because I started

a little before,
and it's hard to stop.

Uh, if you could--

maybe hurry it up or make it
shorter or something.

I have to oversee
the distribution

of hard money across Iran,

just to stop Israel from
being fucked up, basically.

McMillan's the only company
that banks where they bank,

that works on the ground
in Iran.

I'm not going to pass
this urine test,

so I need yours.

It's not just me.

The country.

The USA.

The USA needs my pee?

Yeah. I know it's weird,

but, uh, okay,

so will you pee
in my cup, Dennis,

and then not tell
anybody ever?

Okay,
w-why don't you hold it?

I dropped my night stick.

Okay.

While I was taking a shit.

Okay.

Okay.

See you.

You're meeting
with Tim Peetnam.

He chairs the Foreign
Relations Subcommittee

on Terrorism,
Nonproliferation, and Trade.

He's going to ask you on.

I asked him to.

I need you to be near John
when he's in Iran

and in Luxembourg,
I guess, for now.

Okay.

You'll be able to come and go
on that committee

as an attaché.

Attaché?

You know, your dad and I
came up together in Congress.

When he moved to state,

I was pleased
you ran for his seat.

Oh. It was an honor.

I'd be glad to have you
on the subcommittee.

I was hoping you'd take
an attaché role

in Nonproliferation.

With pleasure.

I'm looking forward
to making a difference

on that front as an attaché.

I served with your dad--
Army Infantry 52--

- as well--
- Do I get a badge?

Get a what?

Do I get an attaché badge?

I don't know.

I don't think we have those.

Right.

What if I made my own?

Well, it would be weird,

but I guess you could.

I don't know.

Do you know where we're
flying out of?

Did you know the 500 euro
is the preferred

currency
of the underworld?

You want to draw
the blinds there, buddy?

I asked you a question.

I asked you if you know
where we're flying out of.

You are flying
out of Terminal 6B,

corporate terminal,
at Milwaukee Airport.

- Private terminal?
- Yep. There's no screener.

You just get on.

You're certain?

Because if I have to
check it for some reason--

They do random screens
of bags at intervals,

so someone could see
into this bag

on the other side,

even if I check it.

That could happen
if I let it out of my hands,

and there's a lot of money
in this bag.

You carry it with you
on the plane, John.

Look, you're not going
to have any problems.

We cased the corporate
logs for 36 months.

You're flying private.

Oh, and your father
told me to tell you

keep it safe.

We can't just send
more bags.

It's not the 1980s.

This bag has to get
where it's going.

What's the latest
with the Asian kid?

I went to see him
on behalf of McMillan.

He's suffering from
closed head trauma.

Struggling to form words.

And he's permanently lost
his sense of humor.

All in all, he's
looking pretty normal.

But he's not normal.

No. He got hit
by a fucking truck.

He talks like he's 6.

But he's fighting it.

Should have looked both ways.

Hey, Leslie, we flying Delta?

No. United.

God damn it.

What?

We talked about that,
Leslie.

I said Delta from now on
whenever possible.

They have more attractive
stewardesses.

Aren't we leaving
from the private terminal?

No.

We only fly private
when there are multiple legs.

That's regular company policy.

Straight shots,
we fly commercial.

What, commercial's not
good enough for you, Lakeman?

Of course.

Yeah.

Any time you're ready,
there, Lakeman.

I'm going to have
to check this bag.

It's getting
a little heavy.

I'll be right with you.

The only name here
that matches

the first two numbers
of the scooter plate

is E. Barros, Edgar Barros.

- Do you have a pen?
- Yeah. Can you tell me

if there's an alarm
at the address?

There's no crime there,
right?

He probably won't have
an alarm.

Guy's front door
might even be open.

He has five brothers,
by the way.

I don't need his biography.

I just need the address, Ron.

They all live
at that address, John.

I thought you might
want to know

there could be six men
in the house.

They're Brazilian.
Brazilians constitute

most of the labor force
in Luxembourg.

Can I have that address, Ron?

Lots of Brazilian guys
know jiu-jitsu and shit.

That's not just a fun fact.

I'm trying to give you
your reconnaissance.

Address 77 de Champlain.

- Hey, John.
- Hang on.

- Hey, man.
- I said hang on.

Oh, I thought
you said come in.

Nice room.

Hey, I'm staying
just down the hall.

Theodore III.

So what's up?

- Nothing much.
- Cool.

Just in my room
doing piping B.S.

So...what's up?
What do you--

Hey, are you doing
some cool shit?

Am I what?

Cool intelligence...

stuff while you're here?

Because I can help.

I was in ROTC.

I just wanted you
to know that.

Dennis, I just look
at numbers sometimes.

It's like accounting.

John, I know
you can't really tell

because I have to wear
a suit all the time,

but I'm ripped.

Maybe I can be a big help.

That's all.

That's so you know
I'm not full of shit.

I know it's kind of
last minute,

but do you have
any Japanese girls?

Great. Just maybe
to accompany me
to dinner.

Okay. Great.

Or maybe to whip
the back of my legs

with a Twizzler.

Dennis.

Oh, hey, John.

I'm just going for a walk

to get my head together
for this meeting tonight.

Go away, man.
You did your part.

I peed in a cup.

Great job, man.
It's good work.

Really helped me out,
but right now

you're really kind of
fucking me up here.

I like you, but go away.

Okay? I like you,
but seriously,

go away now.

John.

I got two kids.
They're okay.

Yeah, they're okay,
but man,

my wife and my job--

Come on. That's it.

That's my whole life?
Piping?

Let me do some recon.

- Recon?
- Yeah.

Dennis, if you keep
following me,

I'm going to stab you
in the thigh.

John, I can be
a huge help-- Ohh!

Don't
go to the hospital.

Fuck! Ohh!

What?

You stabbed me
in the fucking--

prohibit me from going
to the hospital?

What am I supposed to do?

You're a jerk, man.
Fuck. Ohh.

Goal!

Goal!

I can wait only
20 more minutes.

Ah. Thank you, Maurice.

I-- I'm so sorry.

He's a new guy.

I don't know
where the hell he is.

We said 9:30.

Hey.

Uh...

Something happened.

I can't walk around here.

All right. stay there.

We'll get
someone over there.

Give me an address.

Hello.

Hey.

John?

Yeah. Hi.

Hi. Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm pretty far away.

You sound so close.

Have you been turning
the alarm on at night?

Have I been turning
the alarm on?

Yeah. When I walked in
on Monday morning,

the alarm wasn't on.

No.

I don't like alarms,
John.

They scare me.
They're so loud and--

Alice, they're
supposed to be.

That's why you're
calling me?

The alarm?

Yeah. It's important.

Promise me.

All right.

Promise me.

Yeah, I promise you

I will think
about turning--

Just turn it on.

Okay. I got to go.

Alarm. Bye.

Ah, good evening. Hi.

Hi. I was hoping
you could help me.

What can I do for you?

I'm an attaché,
by the way.

Here's
my attaché badge.

Yeah, someone just,
I mean, really fucked up.

Someone
just bumped into me

and took off
with my briefcase

with all my attaché
shit in it,

like, about a block east.

I really need that stuff
as an attaché.

On Bonnevoire Street?

- Yeah. Mm-hmm.
- Okay.

Exactly
two minutes ago.

Go fuck them up.
Go get them.

Thank you.

- Hey, man.
- Hi.

There's a clean shirt
in here.

Jesus.

Got your little suit, guy?

You're 40 minutes late.

There was something I--

You were supposed to go over

our entire shipping order
tonight, okay?

With Dennen.

It ships tomorrow,
for Christ's sake.

You're off to a shitty
start here, son,

I don't mind saying.

It won't happen again.

That's not
the McMillan way.

Thanks for having me
at Open Mic Night.

I hope that's
what the sign says.

Uh, any requests?

Okay, I'll just--
I'll just play something

I've been working on
tonight in my head.

Thank you. Good night.

Yeah.

Yeah, that's cool, man.

Yeah.

They make us
carry those
at all times.

West Noble 990.

When I got to Milwaukee,
when I interviewed,

the Bureau report said

the office was
at 990 West Noble.

It's East Noble.

And my-- my cover
car never came.

I had to run.
I was late.

I nearly lost the job,

and then it just-- it got
more fucked from there.

Hey.

I know you're
not doing great,

but you're going
to be okay.

I'm here. I'm always
going to be here.

Okay?

There's your badge.

Thank you.

Monsieur Lakeman,

someone left a note
this morning

for you.

Yeah.
It's Portuguese.

The note says "The cost
of not killing you, Lakeman,

"or talking to the police
about you, Lakeman,

is the garment bag,
the Barros Brothers."

Okay, the bag transfer's
in 20 minutes, John.

Only English, okay?

because
I'm going to America.

What's America?

Another country.

Like Luxembourg?

Oh, no. Luxembourg
would fit in her pocket.

It would get lost
in her purse.

Why are you going?

My work.

What do you do at work?

Sometimes,
when we make pastries,

you take
your sister's from her

when you think she's not
watching, Myna.

She gets mad.

Oui. She gets mad

because it's not nice.

Well, sometimes...

a person will take
another person's life.

Their whole life?

Yes.

They take their whole life.

So I'm flying to America,

to Milwaukee, America,

to learn who took someone
else's whole life.

John.

I can take that
from you now.

Thank you.

Thank you.

The cleric is indebted to you.

Leave your hotel tomorrow.

You'll transfer the bag
to El-Mashad on the19th.

I'm going to be asking
a lot of you,

it seems like,
this year, Edward.

Oh. Um--

Um, yeah, Dad,

about John?

Yes.

Oh. Then yeah, for sure.

Why for sure?

Um, because it's family.

So that's for sure.
It's family.

You'll do everything,
in that case.

Yeah. Yes.

Mm-hmm. And I can
count on that?

Yeah. Go ahead.

Count on it.

Hey.

Hey.

That word means
a lot to me, Edward.

Because everything else
is just bullshit.

Hey, Efram.

you know how your mom
sometimes talks to me like...

I don't know, like--

like I am your dad, maybe,

like she'll yell at me a lot,

like, so much
that it would be weird

if we were just
Beltway Buddies.

Anyway, I think that--
that could be--

that might be kind of
confusing for you, right?

Mm-hmm.

Well, do you want to hear
a-- a bedtime story

that'll hopefully
maybe clear that up?

Awesome.

Okay.

Once upon a time...

there was a Congressman
who liked to dance.

Uh, I don't know.

We can, uh,
we'll call him Cool Rick.

And Cool Rick went out dancing
in a D.C. area nightclub,

and he met, uh, this woman.
Let's call her...

well, uh, we-- we can
call her Your Mom.

Okay? And Your Mom was
a really great dancer,

and she did
all kinds of things

that Cool Rick did not expect

as he was getting to know her,

like make him laugh.

And have a baby.

But, see, Cool Rick
is a Congressman

for just assholes
who are stupid as shit,

and they live
in this shitty place

called Bridgerose, Texas,

and they do not like
guys like Cool Rick

who have children when
they're not married,

so even if he was,
um, really your dad,

he couldn't tell anyone.

But Cool Rick loves you...

so much, man.

Tom, the guy
we gave the bag to,

not executing the plan.

And Tom, listen.

There is an indication
that this involves

a physicist
they're recruiting.

Tom, you may have
gotten conned.

We might have handed
the bag to the cleric.

So I
just wanted to know.

Did something happen
in Luxembourg?

I checked the paper
last night online.

I read
someone was killed.

The Luxembourg paper?

Yeah. The Wort.

Do-- Do you have to pay
and sign up for that?

Did you have to pay
for that?

Like, half the article
is free,

and I had to get it monthly
for the other half,

but, John, I went
to the hospital that night.

That's why I brought it up.

I'm sorry. I went.

It was just-- It was
too close to my dick.

I think you grazed
one of my testicles,

and I just-- I freaked.

I went. I know
you told me not to go,

but I didn't know that

you were going to stab
a Brazilian guy.

And this morning a detective
called from Luxembourg--

This lady.
Because I got stabbed

the same night
in Luxembourg.

Let's talk about this
tomorrow.

Okay. Cool.

Leslie.

Uh, Leslie, I--
I wanted to apologize,

Leslie, for the Dennen
meeting in Luxembourg.

I know we go back
in a week.

I assure you I'll make
a much better impression
on Dennen then.

I'm not sure
that we're bringing you

back to Luxembourg, Lakeman.

I'm not sure that you're still
on the traveling squad, son.

We'll see.

Maybe you'll stay here,

get your piping in order.

Hey, man. Remember me?

I'm Stephen.

Slow down, Stephen.

W-We met before.

Yeah.

Yeah, what--
what are you doing--

McMillan wanted me to come in

and work on your
processing slates

because they suck.

That's good.

You're the process
engineer, right?

I don't remember much
of our conversation.

I had an accident.

Stephen will get his
memory back over time,

if he does his exercises

and finishes his full
therapy program.

Later, man.

Later.

Hello.

Not quite
the in and out we expected.

No, not really.

Our guy, the bag, gone.

He never landed in Iran.

He doesn't seem to have
left Luxembourg.

El-Mashad, physicist,

waiting for his
10 million euros,

he just bought a plane
ticket to Luxembourg.

I think the cleric's
behind this.

The cleric played us, John.

El-Mashad and that bag
can't get together.

We go back in a week.

I'll be there.

Goodbye, son.

Also...

you keep parking

in my fucking parking spot.