Original subtitles

Previously on Persons Unknown.

- Are we both dead?

- I am dead, but you--

You're being saved.

- [ Joe ] Tori.

- You thought I was

dead, didn't you?

Father Joe was a pastor here,

and then agents took him

from this church.

- This is the director, Joe.

- If you died, would anybody

here give a rat's ass?

We're gonna keep searching

until we find Janet together.

- Come back, Joe.

- [ Screams ]

If I choose the program,

I can live.

[ Tommy ]

You don't choose the program.

The program chooses you.

- You can never--

- ...leave the program, Joe.

- Never.

- [ Tori ] No one ever

leaves the program.

[ Wind Howling ]

[ Deep Breaths ]

[ Janet ]

Joe?

Joe.

It's me. Janet.

It's gonna be okay.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

We should probably

go back to the hotel.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Moira ]

Where'd you find him?

Outside.

[ Door Closes ]

At least they put

a dress on me.

It's cold.

I'm freezing.

Hey.

Thanks.

What happened

out there, buddy?

I don't know.

Oh, hey. Joe's back.

I just saw him

from my room.

He's naked as a jaybird.

I can't say I'm glad

to see you back,

but maybe now we can

get some answers.

Joe? Where were you?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

Take a guess.

Outside...

in the cold.

You were outside

the whole time?

Do you know

what day it is?

No.

Do you think

they did this to you?

They?

The program.

That's what you called it.

You know about the program?

How?

You told us.

I-I don't know

what you're talking about.

In fact, I-I don't--

I don't know

who you people are.

[ Chinese ]

I'd like to order

some food to go.

Number 47-- okra special.

Excuse me.

[ Chattering In Chinese ]

I'd like to order

some food to go.

A number 47-- okra special.

Open up.

Tom! It's me!

Where's the maître d'?

The boss, the head guy.

I need to talk to him.

[ Man Speaking Chinese ]

[ Chinese ]

Are you saying

he's dead?

Look at me.

Is Tom dead?

[ Chinese ]

You want egg roll?

Tom. What's going on?

- [ People Chattering ]

- Come on, man.

Don't leave me like this.

[ Chattering ]

Tom? Don't leave me

like this.

Tom!

I don't know, mate.

Tom!

Tom!

[ People Chattering

In Various Languages ]

[ Typing ]

I made a simple request

for a comm line

to Foxtrot-Tango-niner.

I was about to bring

the director online,

but I thought

I'd better double-check.

And good thing I did,

because the request

was not fulfilled.

Do you think it would

be a pretty sight...

for the director to find out

that the comm office

is not on task?

Hmm?

I will return to my station.

If the line is not established

before I get there,

there will be downsizing--

with extreme prejudice.

Now get on it.

Now.

[ Wind Whistling ]

Just checking up

on you.

I'm fine.

No, you're not.

No, you're right.

I'm not.

Just when I think

I've got a handle

on this place...

and these people

and the domes,

everything goes weird again.

Listen to me.

You are the strongest

one of us.

[ Scoffs ]

That's definitely not true.

No, Janet. It is.

Have you looked

around you lately?

Defeat's written

all over their faces.

That's how

this place works it.

It's even workin' me.

I can feel it.

I can feel it

wearing me down.

[ Box Slides ]

But not you.

I bet you that's

got them pissed off.

I think that's why

they dumped Joe back here.

It's just to mess with you.

You're the only one

they haven't figured out.

You're the only one

they haven't gotten to.

Makes 'em scared of you.

[ Thunder Rumbles ]

God, I hate it here.

[ Wind Howling ]

You know what I want?

What do you want?

You know that joint

down on Market Street--

Gleason's?

Can't say that I do.

They do a double-double

cheeseburger with

everything on it.

And I'm talking everything.

Grilled onions,

mushrooms, chili.

The works.

That's what I want.

Good luck with that.

You know what

I really want--

even more than a double-double

cheeseburger from Gleason's--

is to be as far away from

this mudhole of a country

as soon as possible.

[ Sighs ]

Well, that makes

two of us, Mark, but--

our credit cards

are maxed out,

our cells don't get

any service here,

we've got about

200 pesos to our name,

so here we are.

And all you're doing

is reading the newspaper.

For your information,

I'm reading the want ads.

Want ads?

Uh-huh.

That's right.

I speak passable Spanish.

I got a very good head

on my shoulders.

And if I can get

that tub to work,

I clean up pretty damn well.

So I figure a month,

I can get a plane ticket

out of here.

So that's your plan--

to get a job?

- Something like that, yeah.

- So you can buy a couple

of plane tickets.

- You got a better idea?

- No, but, you know--

[ Knocking ]

¿Quién es?

[ Man Speaking Spanish ]

[ Spanish ]

Wait, wait, wait.

What? It's just

the hotel manager.

[ Spanish ]

Hey.

Mark Cooper-- also known

as Mark Renbe?

Yeah.

You will come

with us, please.

[ Kat Speaking Spanish ]

San Francisco authorities

have issued a warrant

for his arrest.

What are the charges?

Our country has agreed

to let them take you back.

[ Spanish ]

Two counts of murder

and one count of kidnapping.

[ Spanish ]

Hey, Joe.

How's it going?

Not so good.

My name's Moira,

in case you don't

remember me.

Sorry. I don't.

That's okay.

But, listen, I wanted

to tell you that if--

if I can be of any help--

If you ever feel like talking

or going over what happened,

I'm here.

Thanks.

Look, what I mean to say is

when you are ready to share

what you obviously know...

about why we've been

kidnapped, held hostage,

psychologically abused,

you know where to find me.

If I could help, I would.

But, honestly,

I don't know anything.

Well, that's interesting.

We're not buying

this pretense

you've got going, Joe.

So I would think long and hard

about keeping up the charade,

because it won't end well.

I guarantee it.

[ Bell Dings ]

Are you finding

the accommodations

satisfactory, sir?

What?

Well, if you need

towels or sheets or--

[ Device Beeping ]

or... ice or anything,

anything at all,

ring my bell for assistance.

[ Beeping Continues ]

Okay. Sure.

Thanks.

[ Bell Dings ]

[ Beeping Continues ]

[ Beeping Continues ]

[ Rapid Beeping ]

Front desk.

How may I help you?

You could start by telling me

what in the blue halls of hell

is going on there.

I thought you knew.

Uh, I assumed--

Were you

or were you not instructed

to monitor Joe Tucker?

Uh, I did receive a notice

that he was returning, um,

but I thought that--

Thinking is not

in your job description

when last I reviewed it.

- Uh, yes.

- Don't talk.

Don't move until

the director is online.

- Okay.

- I said don't talk.

Three, two, one.

Good afternoon.

Is this working?

Is this working?

Can you hear me?

Yes. Uh, good afternoon.

- Have you interacted

with Joe Tucker?

- Mm-hmm, some.

- Do you feel he's competent?

- Uh--

- Yes or no.

- Uh, no.

What informed

your assessment?

He's, uh, acting

all weird.

I'd like to speak to

the ranking officer on site...

or someone with behavioral

observation training.

It's just me now.

Uh, there are no

other officers,

uh, alive...

at the moment.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

[ Whimpers ]

It's just you?

The replacement

hasn't arrived?

Yes, sir.

Just me.

Keep an eye on Mr. Tucker.

Watch and report

everything he does.

We'll get back to you

with further instructions.

[ Typing ]

[ Police Radio Chatter ]

[ People Chattering In Spanish

]

[ Snoring ]

[ Chuckles ]

[ Spanish ]

- Sorry. I don't understand.

- [ Spanish ]

Okay there.

[ Spanish ]

[ Laughing ]

Sí. Sí, sí.

- [ Spanish ]

- Hey, hey!

[ Spanish ]

[ Guard Shouting ]

[ Renbe ]

Help!

Help me, please!

Help! Help! Please!

[ Whimpering ]

Help me!

[ Spanish ]

Thank God!

If I had any sense at all,

I would just leave you

here to rot.

[ Spanish ]

[ Men Laughing ]

- [ Renbe ] How'd you do it?

- [ Guard, Laughing ] ¡Dinero!

[ Spanish ]

Let's just suffice it

to say that I now

believe...

that God truly works

in mysterious ways.

Father Luis.

I hope you know what it is

that you are doing,

young lady.

This way.

You have a very good

friend here, my son.

I hope you realize that.

I do, Father.

I really do.

We must hurry

if I'm to get you

across the border.

Get in.

Wait a minute.

Are-Are these coffins?

Yes. Get in.

Everything appears to be going

to hell in a handbasket

around here, Mr. Ulrich.

Why is that?

There have been

some miscalculations.

No question about it.

For the first time

in more than a decade,

we have the most promising

candidate for the 10th level,

and we have miscalculations?

I have invested quite a lot

of personal energy

into this project.

We cannot afford

any mistakes.

As you well know, I do not

share your high opinion

of Joe Tucker, Director.

You must never

let personal feelings

enter into the equation.

I taught you

better than that.

- It's cold.

- [ Cup, Saucer Clatter ]

I assure you everything

is under control

in that regard.

Keep me posted.

And take her with you.

Perhaps you can find her

something more suitable--

refuse management

perhaps.

Of course.

[ Charlie ]

Personally, I think

the Joe thing is all good.

How could Joe coming back

possibly be a good thing?

He knows where

all the buttons and levers are,

and he's sort of on our side.

Why are we still on

the "us versus them" thing?

You got a sweet deal here, guy.

Why's everyone sweatin' it?

I don't think Joe's of any use

to us one way or another

at this point.

Best just steer clear of him,

stick with our plan.

[ Scoffs ]

Really? We have a plan?

[ Moira ]

No, I don't agree, Graham.

Joe may be our only

chance at freedom.

He's an asset.

The question is

how best to use him.

If we come to the conclusion

he's of no use,

we eliminate him

from the equation.

[ Door Opens ]

[ Charlie ]

Hey there, Joe.

We were just talking

about you.

[ Charlie ]

Hey.

Just between you and me,

I'm glad you're back.

Are you?

Yeah, you bet.

You might not remember this,

but you and I had a pretty

good relationship going there...

just before

you mysteriously disappeared.

Did we?

Yeah.

I even took

a bullet for you, pal.

Right here.

It hurt like

a son of a bitch,

I don't mind telling you.

Sorry. I don't remember.

Yeah, well, I do.

And that's the important thing.

What I'm trying to say

is you kind of owe me.

The way I figure it,

it's about time

for you to come through.

There's only

Chinese food here.

Yeah, that's true enough,

but if you just

go back there,

they'll make you

anything you want.

I hate Chinese food.

Hmm!

[ Dishes Clatter ]

[ Muttering In Chinese ]

Hi.

Hi.

I'm guessing you don't

remember me, do you?

What's your name?

Janet.

No. Doesn't ring a bell.

Well, there was a time

not so long ago

that we were close.

Or so I thought.

Seems unlikely.

Why is that?

'Cause you're

hardly my type.

Well, you told me

there was a way out,

and you promised me

that you would help us

all get out of here.

Try, if you can,

to remember, Joe.

It's very important

that you remember.

Like I told you before,

I'd like to help you.

But I can't.

You see

those others in there?

They want to beat

the truth out of you.

[ Scoffs ]

They're welcome to try.

I don't know anything.

Yes, you do.

You said so,

and you meant it.

A hole, a door,

a secret code,

an emergency exit.

There is a way out of here.

There has to be.

Come on. Please, Joe.

You remembered before.

You need to remember now.

- [ Electricity Crackling ]

- [ Choking ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Groaning ]

- [ Screams ]

- [ Gasping ]

- [ Growling ]

- [ Screams ]

- [ Charlie ] Janet!

- Janet!

- [ Growling ]

- Hey, hey! Hey!

- [ All Shouting ]

- You all right?

- [ Screaming ]

- [ Shouting ]

[ McNair ]

Hey!

[ Charlie ]

You all right?

[ McNair ]

Let him go. Let him go.

You all right?

Oh, my God.

[ People Chattering

In Spanish ]

[ Speaking Spanish ]

[ Exhales ]

Look, I say we hunt

the son of a bitch down.

[ Moira ]

Hey, easier said than done.

It's pretty easy.

We find him,

we take him out.

I'm more interested

in making sure we're safe.

Come on, McNair.

I seen your file.

You're not exactly the type

who shies away from doing

what needs to be done.

There's a way

to do things properly.

I don't think

we have that luxury, Sarge.

You know, you guys can play

this silly game if you want.

But I'm gonna go upstairs

and take a nap.

- Pressed duck makes me sleepy.

- You're not going

anywhere, Blackham.

Oh, no, you're

wrong about that.

Actually, I am.

- I guess you're entitled

to your nap.

- You got that right, sis.

Of course, we don't

really know where Joe

is just now.

- Could be in your room

waiting for you.

- [ Sighing ] Huh.

Oh, geez.

You just had to say that,

didn't you?

Look, we can't

just kill him.

Why not?

What's the point of that?

Look, where I'm from,

a dog goes rabid,

we take him down

hard and fast.

- Joe has value.

- Not to me.

[ Janet ]

I agree.

The sooner we find him,

the better.

Now we're talkin' some sense.

- [ Moira ]

Okay, let's do it.

- [ Others Muttering ]

Get me the night manager

online.

Oh, thank goodness.

- [ Liam ] Did you actually

call in a condition red?

- Yes, sir. I--

You are not authorized

to call in a condition red.

- Yes, sir. I know--

- I'm overriding

your lockdown procedure.

Uh, but--

I thought I made it clear

that you were to do nothing

until you heard from me.

Uh, Joe's gone rogue, sir,

and the rest of the guests

are organizing

a lynching party.

The town--

The town's not secure.

I have barricaded myself

in my office.

Is that you whining?

Because I don't need

to remind you...

of the time and energy

spent on Joe's reprogramming.

The director

thinks he's an asset.

We don't want

to disappoint her, do we?

No, sir.

[ Typing ]

Where is Joe Tucker now?

Um--

- I'm not sure.

- [ Sighs ]

Oh. He's not registering

on any of the sensors,

at least not on my system.

I cannot provide you

with support just now.

You're gonna have to take care

of this situation by yourself

as best you can.

- I don't think I can, sir.

- You can and you will!

Reintegrate yourself

into the scenario.

Find Joe.

I expect a full report

within the hour.

[ People Chattering ]

[ Janet, Voice Echoing ]

Where should we start?

[ Erika ]

Now we're talkin' some sense.

[ Janet ] Uh, yeah.

I'll take this one.

You take that one.

I'll be fine.

Let's go this way.

[ Grunting ]

You know, he's not

gonna be in there.

How do you know?

- Moira, he's not

gonna be in there.

- How do you know?

There's no place

to hide in there.

There's no place to hide.

If I hadn't seen Joe Tucker

in that photo of yours

with my own eyes,

I would have never

believed what it is

that you're suggesting.

A worldwide organization

kidnapping innocent citizens

of their life.

- [ Scoffs ] It seems

fantastically impossible.

- [ Renbe ] I know, Father.

If anyone would've come to me

with a crazy story like this,

I would've tossed him

out of my office.

I wish I had.

[ Luis ]

Although--

There have been stories--

the villagers from this area

talking about strange lights

at night.

And then there are

the azules.

The "blues"?

But we dismissed it

as amusing stories...

told by poor,

superstitious peasants

and nothing more.

Where are these villagers?

How can we get to them?

- [ Gunshot In Distance ]

- [ Groans ]

No! No!

[ Machine Gun Fire ]

- [ Gunfire Continues ]

- [ Panting ]

[ Gunfire Continues ]

[ Man ] Spread out!

[ Man #2 Shouting In English ]

[ Panting, Gasping ]

[ Kat ]

Come on!

[ Birds Screeching ]

[ Man ]

Hurry! Over here! Hey!

Let's go!

This way!

- [ Renbe ]

We're gonna die.

- Keep running!

[ Both Grunting, Groaning ]

[ Man ]

They ran over the ridge!

[ Men Shouting ]

[ Man ]

Where are they?

[ Both Panting ]

"Reintegrate yourself

into the scenario."

Tell you what I'm doing.

I'm reintegrating myself

right the hell outta here.

Yes, sir.

May I help you, sir?

I don't know.

Can you?

Um, perhaps

I could interest you

in the okra special.

The okra special?

Yes. The okra special.

What is okra?

Okra is a tapered,

green vegetable.

What can you tell me?

Nothing much,

I'm afraid.

How are you feeling?

Like a jackhammer's

working overtime in my head.

I'm sure it's just

a temporary--

What week are we in?

I'm not authorized

to tell you.

To hell with protocol.

I get dropped

in the middle of a cycle.

I want some answers.

Begging your pardon, sir.

But you've been here

from the start.

So it's true?

Yes.

I've had prior contact

with these participants?

Yes.

[ Groans ]

[ Groans ]

Tom.

- Is he--

- Dead? I'm afraid so, sir.

And this woman, this Janet--

the one I attacked.

I knew her?

Yes, sir.

You knew her very well.

Perhaps a nice

hot cup of tea is in order.

- [ Electricity Crackles ]

- [ Grunting, Groaning ]

- [ Distorted Voices ]

- [ Screaming ]

[ Groaning ]

- [ Growling ]

- [ Whimpers ]

- [ Groaning ]

- [ Growling ]

[ Whimpering ]

[ Crying, Whimpering ]

- [ Bill ] Oh, God!

- [ Charlie ] Oh, my God.

Is he alive?

Oh, my God.

[ Erika ]

He's done.

- Looks like

your man Joe's been busy.

- [ Bill ] What do we do now?

We gotta get him inside.

Ready? Everyone on three, lift.

One, two, three.

[ Groans ]

[ Moira ]

We gotta eliminate Joe.

[ Janet ]

We're not gonna do that.

[ Erika ] We gotta get to him

before he gets to us.

Why don't we just let them

take care of this?

Where we goin'?

On the bar.

On the bar.

No. I'm not gonna sit around

and let someone pick me off.

Look out. Look out.

Okay. Towards me.

On three.

- One, two, three.

- [ Bill ] Oh, God.

I should've

taken care of him

before now, damn it.

But this is exactly

what they want us to do.

Don't you see?

Haven't we been

manipulated enough?

- We're playing

right into their hands.

- That's because of you.

-Me?

-Because Joe loves you.

That's why they're doing this.

Well, that's not true.

It can't be true.

Don't sweat it, bright eyes.

You can't help being

who you are.

- Why did Joe go after this guy?

- I don't know. Give me a towel.

Well, it doesn't

change anything.

- No, but we can use it

to our advantage.

- How do you mean?

- Nobody's using Janet as bait.

- Look, if we lure Joe

out into the open--

Listen! Janet is off-limits.

We'll make sure

nothing happens to her.

But Joe's gotta be shut down,

and he needs to be

shut down now.

That's right.

It'll send a strong message

to whoever's holding us.

I agree, but we do this

without Janet.

No. Moira's right.

I'm the logical choice.

- You don't have to do this.

- Yes, I do.

We'll be there.

We'll watch your back, okay?

No.

He won't show up if there's

anyone else around.

So it has to be me.

Only me.

[ People Chattering ]

Talk to me, Mr. Ulrich.

Talk to me now.

Steps have been taken to

transport the night manager

out of the town.

The status

of his condition?

Critical, I'm afraid.

Help me to understand how

this unfortunate incident

occurred.

Things do happen, Director.

There is always risk.

Not everything in Joe Tucker's

reprogramming was successful.

There is an unpredictability--

- That isn't you lecturing me,

is it, Liam?

- No, of course not.

Because I am well aware

of all the risk factors

in each of these scenarios.

I designed most of them.

But this is an error--

pure and simple.

An error I hold you

personally responsible for.

[ Typing ]

[ Moira, Voice Filtered ]

Janet has to know?

It won't happen again.

No.

It will not.

It cannot happen again.

[ Insects Buzzing ]

[ Birds Calling ]

[ Renbe ]

Do we have any idea

where we are?

Of course not.

We have to keep

moving though.

Spending the night

in a South American

forest...

is absolutely something

we don't want to do.

That's for sure.

[ Groans ]

It's okay. Okay.

You know, two weeks ago,

I was the editor

of a newspaper.

A sleaze rag, fine,

but I say that with pride.

I had a Pilates instructor

three times a week,

and I have nearly paid off

the 2007 BMW.

I had a life.

You were tendentially

a part of it.

"Tendentially"?

And now I am hiking

through the forest,

probably to help

find someone...

who you care about

a lot more than

you care about me.

Here, we travel to Europe

and then South America,

and crazed assassins

are shooting at us.

And if we escape,

the world probably thinks

that you kidnapped me.

But I'm actually here

of my own free will,

which means that I

probably don't have

a job to go home to.

- Kat.

- No.

You know what?

I need to know.

Are you really

doing all this for Megan,

or are you still in love

with your ex-wife?

I'm sorry?

You heard me.

No.

No what?

Yes.

Oh! That is not the answer

I'm looking for.

Look, what I mean is--

What I'm trying to say

is that, yes.

For Megan, yes.

Absolutely.

And, uh, to recover a certain

sense of self-worth, you know?

To make up for

the lousy and selfish way

that I left Janet and Megan.

And there's only

one woman I love,

and that's you.

And I-I can't believe

I'm saying this out loud, but--

I don't think

that I've ever loved anybody

as much as I love you.

You sure that's not just

the hypothermia talking?

[ Laughs ]

You know, I can't

be positive about that,

but I'm fairly certain

that I love you.

Okay. I can work with that.

I'm fairly certain

I love you too.

[ Laughing ]

[ Janet ]

Joe?

[ Ragged Breathing ]

Joe. Joe.

If you know

what's good for you,

you'll stay as far away

from me as you can.

Seriously, don't

come any closer,

or I'll kill you.

Why?

Why would you want

to kill me?

I don't.

But they've done

something to me--

something to my head.

Then you have to fight it.

I don't think I can.

Just stay there.

There's only one way.

No. Joe, no.

Stay away from me.

Please.

Joe, if you do this,

they win.

They already have.

I have nothing left.

- [ Exhales ]

- [ Gasps ]

- [ Electricity Crackles ]

- [ Groans ]

- [ Groans ]

- [ Grunts ]

- [ Shouting ]

- Joe! Don't! Don't! Joe!

Joe! Joe!

- [ Screams ]

- Joe! Joe!

Look at me!

Fight this!

- [ Groaning ]

- Joe!

Look at me, Joe! Joe!

- [ Screams ]

- Fight this!

Joe! Joe! Fight it!

[ Screams ]

Joe, fight it!

Joe! Come back to me, Joe!

Look at me. Look at me.

[ Ragged Breathing ]

[ Groaning ]

Look at me.

[ Gasping ]

Come back to me.

No. Joe. Joe.

Just look at me.

Look at me.

We're gonna get

through this together.

Together.

[ Groans ]

Can't.

Yeah.

Come back to me,

and we will leave

this town together.

You have to trust me.

Okay?

[ Gasping, Whimpering ]

Please, it's just

like you said.

The way out

is the way through.

[ Gasps ]

[ Gasping ]

[ Shouts ]

[ Ragged Breathing ]

Interesting

and unexpected.

I believe I had mentioned

there was something

out of the norm about her.

You are right, Mr. Ulrich.

You are quite right.

- This deserves

some rethinking.

- I agree.

- And a bit of extra attention.

- Absolutely.

Which is why I'm sending you

into the town.

I don't understand, Director.

The scenario requires

further observation,

one-on-one contact.

And the hotel needs

a new night manager.

[ Typing ]

[ Bell Dings ]

We'll take it

from here.

No. Don't touch him.

Nobody touch him.

- [ Muttering ]

- He's gonna be fine!

- He's gonna be okay.

- It's not your decision

to make.

It affects the group.

The group's decided

he's a danger.

Just back away, girl.

We'll make sure he never

hurts you again.

[ Groans ]

I said don't touch him.

You have it your way,

bright eyes.

Come on.

Sooner or later,

that boy's gonna be

the death of you.

[ Wind Blowing ]

[ Footsteps ]

Tire tracks.

Yeah. How do we know

these are not from

those jeeps chasing us?

I hope that they are.

They must know

the way outta here.

That's weird.

Very weird.

[ Both Chuckle ]

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