All language subtitles for HA.S01E05.1080p.RTE.WEB-DL

- We have found a woman
murdered in the bathroom.

A neighbour disturbed a number
of men inside the apartment.

- I need you to get me
out of here.

- The house?
- The country.

I need to see someone
who can help us.

I think I might have
put you in danger.

- What sort of danger?
- I'm gonna tell the police.

I'm dead otherwise.

- A guy out walking
his dog found a body.

- It's him.

- Brannigan tried to put three
properties beyond our reach.

But there was something in Surat
too that we didn't get.

- Surat.
- That's where I'd be looking.

- What have
you got, Norah?

- If we get to this
Senne van Eyck's files,

find a company in Surat he might
have done business with,

we might get to Fionn.

- We have managed to extract
a sample of DNA.

- The bomber?
- Yes. He's Colombian.

- Four inmates
in La Modelo prison.

- These poor bastards are easy
pickings for someone.

- Luca Rivera. He's on his way.

- Or he's already here.

- This prison, La Modelo, where
the men are being sourced...

Pfft! It's an absolute
hell hole, look.

- Can't believe places
like this still exist.

- You don't even
get a cell.

You just find somewhere
in the filth and lie down.

They are being exploited
by the people we really want.

- You may be right.

- And it seems getting them out
of there might not be that hard.

Who's that one for?

Whoever needs it most.

That'd be me.

Over a 100 dismembered
bodies were found

in the drains a few years back.

Inmates disposing of other inmates.

None of them even logged as missing.

Guess they were doing the state a
favour.

The guards prosecuted all the time

for taking bribes to get prisoners
out.

It's the perfect hunting ground.

So, we might know how
they're getting out of there,

but not how they're getting in here.

Not a hit anywhere. Nothing on
facial recognition.

Siobhan Brannigan is downstairs.

She's here to ID her husband,

She could know what he wanted
to tell us.

She can't protect him anymore.

She'll be in no fit state to be
interviewed.

And you're in a fit state to wait?

- You sure you don't want
James to do this?

- Morning! If you could
follow me please.

I'm very sorry for your loss,
Mrs Brannigan, Mrs Melnick.

Can I have this?

These will all be returned
to you in due course.

Can... Can I see him?

This is sufficient
for identification purposes.

He has not been
prepared for viewing.

I'm sorry,
Mrs Brannigan.

Can you give him this?

Of course.

Mrs Melnick.

I'm so sorry, Siobhan.

Can we have a word, please?

Now is hardly
the time.

Maybe tomorrow. Call.

- Yeah, well, tomorrow might be
too late to prevent more deaths.

- Can we have a minute
to grapple with this one?

Unless you want
to make this formal?

- I don't... I don't want to go
yet, I want to go back in.

- I'll go with you.
- No. Please.

- Can I get you anything?

You must have a lot of questions
too that you want answered?

Do you want to talk
to me without her?

Why did he go
to her, Siobhan?

All that heat on him and
he risked a journey like that.

He must have had
a very good reason.

You were hoping
that I could tell you?

We think he was going
to hand himself in.

Do you know what
he was gonna tell us?

- No.

- It could help
catch the bombers.

- I don't know.
- Clear his name.

You don't want him
associated

with that massacre
forever, Siobhan.

Or anything else.

- It's Mrs Brannigan.

We're not friends.

- We need to take
a closer look at her.

- Siobhan?

- Her bank account has
even less in it than mine.

Fionn has her well
beyond reproach.

No, Bibi Melnick.

- She has been cooperative.

And ended up getting leaked
to the press probably by us.

Now she lost her brother as well
as her employee Sana.

I don't think you're gonna get

a warrant for her based
on a hunch.

- You sound like Norah.

- Yeah, well, I like Norah.

- I really don't understand
why CAB are here.

A terrorist case,
a murder case

and they're still looking
to see what they can get.

What did she want?

Could you eat?
A juice even?

- What did he want
to say to you, Bibi?

It must have
been important.

- He didn't tell me.

He said he was going
to tell the police instead.

And I'd be safer that way.

- What do you think it was?

- It sounded like...

he wanted to warn me
about something

but I have no idea what.

- You'd tell me, Bibi?

- I wish I did know.

- Aren't you worried?

If he was warning you.

- I don't even know
what he was talking about.

Are you? Worried?

You know you can stay with us
as long as you want.

We'll bring
the kids over.

Get you security
if it makes you feel better.

Anything you need.

- You shouldn't have left him.

On his own.

- I know.

I really thought I was
doing the right thing.

- I shouldn't have
said that. I'm sorry.

- It's OK.

Here, you sit in the car,
I'll take this.

I said no.

I need time.

Don't call me again.

- So this
Senne van Eyck was involved

with Brannigan's
affairs in Surat?

You're sure of this, Norah?

- I'm sure.

- Because we'd look very
stupid on a very big scale

if you got this wrong.

- I'm sure.

We find a company in Surat
that van Eyck has done work for

and that company will lead us
right to, or one step closer to,

Fionn Brannigan's
money trail.

And at some point somewhere
along this trail

he either journeyed
with or crossed paths

with the terrorist
operating in Belgium.

- Then I will get
the Belgian CTIF

to expedite a search warrant.

- I'm so not sure, lads.

- Gately should be more worried
about finding a criminal

than losing face.

And we know Brannigan
was totally dodgy.

What sort of man hides files
on his kid's computer?

- What have you got?

- The one thing
you don't want to find.

Evidence of the absence
of evidence.

- What?

- This laptop recently utilized

an SB 1TB passport.

An external hard drive.

I can see that all the files
are transferred over

and then wiped
from the internal hard drive.

- Not something you'd expect an
eight year old girl to be doing.

- He went
to some lengths too.

Overwriting
the temporary files.

Which makes anything that was
here totally unrecoverable.

But look at the time stamp.

- He did this right after
we paid him our first visit.

- So it's something he needed
to be sure we didn't see.

But something he couldn't
destroy either.

- The only copy.

But we've no idea what.

No.

Hey!

Hello?

- Norah?
- Yeah?

I got your warrant.

I'm heading to van Eyck's
office to conduct your search.

Get ready to receive
his files.

Great!

- Thanks, Emer!
- Good work!

Lads, we're good to go.

I'm ready.

- Thanks!
- Vince?

I told you. Clear out.

You'll get your official
papers later.

Mila, can you take over, please?

Sorry.

- Chef, Facial Recognition

has 92% match on Rivera.

He's entering the Regency Hotel
on Eiermarkt.

Oh God, he's here.

OK, let's go.

I'm going after
my own guy, thanks.

- What? Wanna
push paper now?

Stop a bomber and another
will take his place.

But find the money and
you topple the whole regime.

- Shit!

- He passes back to...

Back in action again.

- Shooter 1 in position.

One male visible.

- Go back inside.

- Mr Serrano. House keeping.

House keeping, sir!

Need to check your heating, sir.

- Police! Get down!
- Ah!

- All clear!
- All clear!

No explosives present.

- Stand down. Misidentification.

Fuck!

- It is done.

Four kilos of destruction.

It's going
to cause carnage.

Serrano's ID is clean.

Sean, we've seize
Senne van Eyck's files.

The hard copies will be
in Shannon this evening.

And the electronic
files will be transferred

as soon as they reach CTU.

And Sean?

- Yeah?
- He actually cried.

Who cried? van Eyck?

I think you're about
to hit the motherlode.

Ha! See you!

- Where are they?
- Mr Melnick.

I told you on the phone.
They don't wish to be disturbed.

Yeah, I'm sure of it.

How are you?

Take this please.

That was really something you
had to go through this morning.

And how's Siobhan?
- She's resting.

Which is why we're
trying to be quiet.

- Ah, good, good.
- I'm gonna take a bath.

- Indulge me for a bit please.

- I really don't have it in me
right now, Richard. I'm sorry.

- Alright, alright. I just wanna
know that you're OK.

- No.

- Well then, maybe you can take

a little time off work
after this, huh?

- Yeah. I need a few days.

Everybody happy?

- I'm sorry that I interrupted
you two.

- Chesa!

My father needs his coat.

When are you coming back?

- Soon.
- When's Daddy coming back?

- What will I bring you?
- Chocolate, iPhone, Red Dead.

OK, mommy has to go now.

Bye! Love you!

- Hi!

Just wanted
to check in on you.

Look, Siobhan,
I want you to know

you and the kids are gonna
have nothing to worry about.

No matter how much
damage CAB do.

I know my dad would want
that for his grandkids.

For Fionn.

I'm gonna propose a yearly
income of 350,000, OK?

And I'll always
be here for you.

Thanks!

Eat.

At least one of us
got something.

I hear you cleaned up.

Hmm.

Not bad for
a paper pusher, huh?

No, Norah's the one now
doing the real damage.

Those files
won't hide a thing.

I'm a fucking disaster.

I got angry at Mila.

I didn't even wait to see
if that guy's ID checked out.

You know...

I've dealt with a lot of
homicides over the years.

And you can't help
but take that home.

I can't imagine what it's like,
dealing with multiple deaths.

Oh God!

Oh, shit! Ha! ha!

Here.

Thanks.

Oh my God, you're smoking!

- Yeah, well,
you caught me.

You know, if this was Ireland,

I'd be denouncing you

for inappropriate behaviour
in the workplace.

Huh, yeah!

Have your office
by the weekend.

I believe you would.
- Hmm, hmm.

- You sure you want
another one of these?

You seeing anything?

- I'm seeing double
at this point.

Is that everything
Emer sent us?

- Yup.

There just isn't
a Surat link.

What's Gately going to say?

There isn't a single connection

between any company van Eyck
ever did work for in Surat.

What was I even thinking?

- You need sleep, Norah.

We will look at this again
tomorrow with fresh eyes.

- OK?
- No.

We look at it until
we find something.

Anything.

- Hello?
- We've had a look.

And there's nothing there.

There's nothing on the files
that connects to Surat?

- No, nothing. Look,
I'll call you back.

OK. Thanks!

Norah needs my help.

You can use my computer,
feel free.

I'm off.
See you tomorrow.

Got them?

In front of me now.

First file up is 2009.

The year Fionn Brannigan
started travelling to Surat.

We concentrated our search there
and two years either side.

Nothing.

And not a thing right up
to the present day.

What are you doing here?

I thought you
clocked out already.

- Josh said you needed
all hands on deck.

Of course, I'm here!

Boss!

I don't think van Eyck

is going to give us
Fionn Brannigan.

I made a bad calling.

It's too early
to call that, Norah.

Let's just go over it
all again.

- Come on, Arthur.
Time for bed.

What's that, Mammy?

- Nobody.

Bed.

Maybe there's a different
connection, Norah.

- Between what
and what though?

There's dozens of companies
and hundreds of policies here.

If we don't have Surat to anchor
our search, then what?

We just randomly look
at data? Companies?

- Culain sounds Irish.

- That's a bit too random, Josh.

Hang on.

- What?

- Shit!
- What?

- He didn't!

There's no way
he could be that stupid.

- They're always
that stupid eventually.

What have you got, Sean?
- I'm sending it over.

I sat looking at it
for long enough.

Look.

- It's the entrance
to Fionn Brannigan's house.

- And look what he's called it.

- I don't get it.
- It's Irish.

House of Culain.

- He named the company
after his house.

- Stupidity and a big ego.

That's what always
gets these guys caught.

Let's take a look
at Culain then.

- Emer, I'm sending you
the Culain file now.

See it?

Hmm.

Culain's paying
premium in Surat.

And I'll tell you
something else.

Fionn Brannigan isn't
the brains behind that.

He was getting help

from someone a lot smarter than him.

- Bibi!

Bibi!

Wait, are you
going to work?

- Yeah. I have to.
Koshinen sprang a fuel leak.

- A fuel leak?

- Destroyed
his reserve stock.

- Come on, they surely can
manage without you for one day.

Today of all days.

- If it wasn't Koshinen.
He's my biggest client.

- Mammy, Mammy,
auntie Siobhan is leaving.

- Stay with your dad.
- Why?

- Let's go play.

- Siobhan, what's going on?

- I need to be
with my children.

- OK.

If you wait a few hours,
we'll get you a flight.

- I've got a flight.

I'd like to take
my money now.

- We don't have
that kind of money here.

- Then we can stop
by the bank.

- I have to go to work.
- Then we'll stop on the way.

- Siobhan, what's going on?

- And I want more
than what you offered me.

- The money is tied up
in the system.

- Then find it.

I want out.

And I want Fionn's full share.

I know how much it is
and it's nowhere

close to what you offered me last
night!

- Keep your fucking voice down.

James doesn't know
you're laundering.

- I protect him from that.

Fionn obviously protected you
from plenty.

Thanks, Mila.

We've got something.

- You've been here all night?
- Hmm, hmm.

This Senne van Eyck
has a specie insurance policy

on his books covering
diamond shipments.

They're in and out of
a cutting house in Surat.

The premiums paid by a Cayman
Island company called Culain.

Guess who founded Culain?

- Fionn Brannigan?

- Bibi Melnick.

Now we get a warrant.

- Chef, Kamal Mersi
is downstairs.

He asked for you specifically.

- Dr Mansour said
to talk to you.

She said she thought
I could trust you.

Look, I just don't
want my friends

to get into trouble
because of me.

- Not if you help us.

And we think you know
things that could.

- Sana?

She didn't do
anything wrong.

She just...

wanted to learn
Flemish and...

become a music teacher.

- The night she died,
you were on shift together?

- She wanted
to stay late.

She used to sneak into the
office if no one was around.

To use the computer.

Skype her family
in Syria.

I said I'd wait for her.

But she insisted
I go home.

She was calling me
when she was leaving.

She thought...

Here. Wait.

I'll play it for you.

She saw something strange
when she left work.

When everyone
was supposed to be gone.

And she wishes
she'd left with me.

She has two creepy men
too close behind her.

I should have stayed.

I should have stayed.

You, hmm...

You can hear her
run for her bus.

Then she promises to call me
as soon as she's home.

- And she never did.

- I drove to her hostel, I drove
her route home. Nothing.

And when I got back to my place,
I saw two men inside.

Waiting.
I knew it was them.

- Can you describe them?

- I didn't stick around.

- And then what?

- And then,
the next morning,

Sana's death is
all over the papers

and you guys want me
for the Antwerp bomb.

So I ran.

And hid.
What would you do?

- Yeah, Mila, could you
go back to the port CCTV

on the night of the 17th
and locate Sana?

- I can't do anything
with those.

I want polished.

With certificates.

Hurry up, Bibi.

That's twice you've tried
to fob me off.

- I didn't fob...
- Get the polished ones.

What's this?

- That's Fionn's
full share for next month.

- I want Fionn's
full share for forever.

- Take it in instalments,
Siobhan.

This is
my father's money.

We don't want to lose it all
again by drawing attention.

- Bibi, all you need
to do right now

is give me a good reason
not to give this to CAB.

Every detail of you
and Fionn's entire system.

- You're implicated too.

- Fionn never implicated me
in anything.

Only you and him.

And he's dead.

- You'll never get them out
of the country.

- I've made arrangements.
Thank you.

- I'm sorry it's come to this.

- Oh, fuck off, Bibi!

- CCTV from this camera
was corrupted.

Vince was waiting
on news from IT,

but I managed
to recover the data.

And I found Sana.

And she wasn't alone.

- Then, where did she go?

- It's all we have.

She didn't make it
to the bus stop camera.

- No. It's too dangerous now.

After dark.

Yes.

- Like I said,

I barely
saw them but...

Yeah, tall like that.

- Hang on, did you see that?

Look.

Look at that.

What's Bibi Melnick doing there?

Must be 4:00 in the morning?

- OK. Go back,
check when she arrived.

- Everywhere.

This woman is everywhere.

- There.
Forty minutes earlier.

- Close in.

- Bibi Melnick
brought these men?

- Or she's being
followed too.

- She's not the one
dead in a bathtub.

- Port or house?
- She's at the port.

She used her alpha pass
20 minutes ago.

- OK.

- I'm sorry
about your brother.

- Thank you.

- Sir, according
to her alpha pass,

Bibi Melnick was in the port

the night before
the Brussels bomb

as well as the Antwerp one.

There's also a ship

that was present in the port
on both dates.

- And is it there now?

- According to the log,
they came in yesterday.

- It's her.

Oh my God! She's the one
bringing the bombers in.

- Copy that.

- Sana must have seen her and
Bibi Melnick had her killed.

- She's been right
in front of us the whole time.

- Bibi must have seen the call
to Kamal on Sana's phone.

And sent them after him.

- Come on. Get up.

Hurry up!

In! In! In!

- Shit! That was her.
Turn around.

- What?
- Turn around!

- Fuck!

- Come on! Open! Open! Open!

Open up!

- Can I help you, Mrs Melnick?

- Thank you!

- Fuck!

- Fuck!

- You are being
followed, Mevrouw Melnick.

By police.

- Shit!

Get rid of them. That's
what you're paid for.

Shit!

Shit!
- Are you listening?

This is what you need to do.

- I need a minute.
- Mevrouw...

Listen to me!

You are out of time.
You need to keep moving.

They're closing on you.

Mevrouw!
- I'm listening.

- Just keep going.
She can't have gone far.

He's in the car now.

That's why she was in work

the day after she ID'd
her dead brother.

The day this ship was in port.

He's in the car!

- Shit!

- OK. Get ready.

Now.

- Come on!
- Do not lose her! Come on!

Don't lose her. Come on!
- Fuck!

- These guys got
to be working for her.

- Fuck it!

All units to stop a black Audi

Uniform Whiskey Zulu
7-9-1 traveling south.

We have to go after Melnick.
- I don't see her.

- I want a chopper in the air.
We cannot lose her.

Already on its way, boss.

- There! There she is!

- Melnick
is heading south on route 29.

Tell me we have units
in place, Mila.

- Just checking that now.

- Fuck!

Get out of the car!

Raise your hands!

Get out of the car now!

- Where is he?

- Open the boot!