All language subtitles for FBI International s01e11 Chew Toy.eng

You're Angela Cassidy's son,
right?

She sold classified
information to the Russians,

disappeared in '05.

[dramatic music]

That's Moscow two weeks ago.

Your mother's still out there.

♪ ♪

City camera captured this
near the bridge.

It looks like you,
Agent Kellett.

I can confirm
that we were together.

In what capacity
were the two of you together?

You shouldn't have to answer
for my actions.

What are you saying?

Maybe the two of us

should take some time apart.

♪ ♪

[laughter]

[all speaking Russian]

Ooh!

[laughter]

[banging on door]

[laughter]

[banging on door]

[indistinct chatter]

- Where is she?
- Who?

[indistinct chatter]

Hey! Where is she?

Sabina, where is she?

Sit down.

Have a drink. Relax.

Where is Sabina?

[laughs]

You son of a bitch!

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Fine.

You win, okay?
You win.

Relax, my friend.

Everything's--
- Where is she?

Everything's
going to be okay.

Where is she?

[groaning]

[yelling]

♪ ♪

[groans]

[yells]

♪ ♪

I told you to have a drink.

[laughter]

- Whoa, whoa!
- [groans]

- Calm down.
- Where is she?

- Calm down.
- Where is she?

[yells]
[gunshots]

[yells, grunts]

♪ ♪

Florin!

[speaking Russian]

[groaning, coughing]

[groans]

♪ ♪

[groaning]

You're going to wish I shot
you in the head, my friend.

[siren wailing]

Do svidaniya.

♪ ♪

[coughs]
Hey!

Hey! In here!

[officers speaking Russian]

Pocket.

Check my pocket.

♪ ♪

I'm Mark Douglas.

I'm a detective with the
New York Police Department.

♪ ♪

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Feels weird,

not reaching out for your hand.

I know.

There's career ramifications
now that people know...

for both of us.

When we got caught up
in it early,

we didn't consider
those things.

And I'm glad we didn't,

but now...

No, I get it.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

Acorn Court?

It's the street I grew up on.

That's you?

Yeah.

Who sent it?

I don't know.

♪ ♪

Mark Douglas,
22-year vet of the NYPD.

He's been in Transnistria
on behalf of the NYPD

International Liaison Program.

NYPD has detectives
in 20 countries worldwide

to gather information
regarding terrorism

and send it back to New York.

Details are foggy,
since the nearest

Legat office is in Bucharest,

but we know that Douglas
shot a man in a bar.

The man he shot
is still in the hospital.

He's being held at
the police station in Tiraspol.

A bit about Transnistria:

it's an unrecognized
breakaway state

located on
the Moldovan-Ukrainian border,

though Moldova
still considers it

a part of their country.

My predecessor
on the Fly Team

referred to Moldova
as the Wild West of Europe

and Transnistria
is the O.K. Corral.

- Language there?
- Mostly Russian.

I know a little.
- All right, heads up.

Because we are headed
into a frozen conflict zone,

we will have no established
or formal contacts

or relations, all right?

No way to pull levers
for pressure or influence.

- Flying blind.
- Yeah, essentially.

Now, there may not
be any rules,

but we will not deviate
from our standards, understood?

Europol isn't recognized
there,

but I'm a German officer
assigned to Europol.

We have a presence
in Transnistria,

monitoring weapons trafficking

that may be coming
into Germany.

Let's hit it.

Hey, Andre, I got an email

from an address
I didn't recognize.

Can you see who sent it
and from where?

All right, no sweat.
Forward it to me.

All right, thanks.

[indistinct chatter]

Lieutenant Timur Rusu.

I guess you'll be dealing
with me.

Special Agent
Scott Forrester.

This is my team.

Where is Mark Douglas now?

Getting his front teeth
fixed.

Officers should
have him here in an hour.

- Do you know Douglas well?
- No, no.

He would come in
for a few hours each day

to submit his daily report
to NYPD.

Then he would go.

Kept to himself.

What about the man he shot?

I don't know much about him.

Do you have any interviews
or records we can look at?

No, nothing
has been written yet.

Okay, so you don't have
a whole lot of information

on this case so far?

I'm sorry, am I not moving
fast enough for you?

The FBI does not recognize
Transnistria.

You ignore us completely,
and now you show up and it's...

All right,
how about we just set aside

any diplomatic recognition
or lack thereof,

seeing as that's
neither one of our jobs,

and let's just
help each other on this case?

I'm here.

I greeted you.

I'm helping.

The man who was shot,
where is he now?

Hospital.

Can we talk to him?

By all means.

And even though
we may be unrecognized,

this is a country with laws

that I am charged
with enforcing.

You are guests here,
and I will not hesitate

to do my duty
if you step out of line.

This is gonna be fun.

We need a place
to work out of,

not here.

I'll make some calls.

[indistinct chatter, laughter]

- Who's that?
- His name is Florin.

He owns the bar
from last night.

FBI.

What are you doing here?

Why are you not arresting
the New York cop?

Just trying to get
a full picture

of what happened last night.

Uh-huh.

Did you know the man
who was shot?

Yeah, Marius.
He's my friend.

And how is he?

In surgery, more bleeding.

How about you?
Were you at the bar last night?

I was, and I can tell you,

Mark Douglas,
he's a bad policeman.

He started
hanging around the bar,

but he wanted everything
for free,

including the women.

Some of the girls that work
there said he liked to, um...

[snaps fingers]

[speaking Russian]

[laughs]
- We get it.

Okay.

Anyway, he turned up
last night, drunk,

asking for some girl
he'd gone crazy about.

I tell him to leave,
he pull a gun.

What was he doing
in the back of a car, zip-tied?

Well, we were taking him
to the police station,

where he belongs.

And who is this girl
that he was crazy about?

- Sabina, something like this.
- Uh-huh.

And do you know where she is?
- Hey, look, I don't know, man.

It's a bar, you know?

People come.
They drink. They leave.

Normally it's not a problem,

but Mark wanted to act
like a big, tough American.

[chuckles]

It's the wrong country.

♪ ♪

[laughter]

♪ ♪

What are you doing
in Transnistria, Mark?

Gathering intelligence
for the NYPD.

Regarding?

The Taliban is raising money
for weapons

by moving Afghani heroin
through here into Black Sea.

How does that put you
at a bar, drunk,

at 2:00 a.m.
with a gun in your hand?

The daily reports
I gotta do for the job

only take me
a couple hours each day.

I've had some time
to investigate other things.

Okay, like?

I came across a crew that is
trafficking women into the U.S.

They're promising them
nanny jobs in New York City

and then forcing them
into prostitution.

- Came across them how?
- Hanging out at the bar.

They found out that I was
a New York cop

and not only that,

that I'd been stationed
at JFK for five years.

So I present myself
as open for business

and start telling them that I
know how to get around customs,

and I've been working my way
up the ladder ever since.

Do your bosses on the job

know about
this side investigation?

Kind of.

That is not an answer.

No,

all right, not directly,

but everything is documented,

and I was gonna present it
once I had some traction.

Who's this girl you were
looking for last night,

Sabina?

Just a girl in trouble,

girl that I was trying to help.

We're hearing you took
an interest

in a lot of girls at that bar.

So you've been talking
to some locals

and now you're trying
to work me?

I'm just telling you
what I'm hearing.

- You sleeping with her?
- No.

Mark,
just to refresh your memory,

all NYPD stationed overseas

are on tourists passports,
not diplomatic.

We can't just
walk you out of here.

So you might want to start
getting honest with us.

Look, I'm telling you
the truth, all right?

Everything is documented
at my apartment.

I would've kept it here, but
I don't trust the local cops.

So go to my apartment right now
and find my laptop

and get the files and get
back here with them now,

'cause that crew
is getting ready to move

the next batch of girls
to New York City any day now.

And you gotta find Sabina.

She can help us
solve this thing.

♪ ♪

Deputy Inspector
Rick Savrinn, NYPD.

I'm at Intelligence.

International Liaison Program
goes through us.

Scott Forrester,
Jaime Kellett, FBI.

Great, look,
I know Mark, he reports to me,

and I'll get
to the bottom of this.

Don't worry, I'll keep you
apprised the whole way.

Yeah, that's not happening.

You're gonna pull out
the manual on me,

out here
in the middle of nowhere?

You're not getting anywhere
near this, Rick.

Unless you know something
that might be of help.

All right, listen.

Mark lost his wife in 9/11.

She was pregnant
with their kid.

Mark was two years on the job.

He never got it
back together after that.

He's a good guy.

Just cut him a break here.

We'll do our best,

but stay out of this
until we know what's going on.

Yeah, no, of course.

♪ ♪

- Guten Tag.
- Guten Tag.

♪ ♪

This is a clandestine German
Intelligence listening post

used as an early warning system
to alert Germany

to any threats in or passing
through Transnistria.

- I could work with this.
- Hell yes.

Okay, we're gonna need

sat imagery
of Douglas' apartment

and the tavern
where the shooting went down.

And also need
all database checks

tying to those addresses
and players

and info on anyone who's used
those addresses

on U.S. entry visa documents.

I'll also get you
satellite phones,

GPS locator devices,
and encrypted radios for comms.

Espresso machine
is in the cubby.

You are amazing, Katrin.

Have I told you that lately?

Yes, but I never tire
of hearing it.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

Take your shoes off.

This is customary
in Transnistria.

FBI?

That's right. You?

Vadim Cerban, police.

♪ ♪

We need to search
the apartment.

Already searched thoroughly.

We're looking
for Mark Douglas' laptop

and some files.

Oh, we didn't find
either of those.

- Well, that's unfortunate.
- Mm.

[phone rings]
- Kellett.

Okay.

The guy Douglas shot
just died in surgery.

This is not good
for your American friend.

I didn't mean to kill him.

The crew
that I was infiltrating,

they probably paid off a cop
to go clear out my apartment.

Yeah, that's one theory.

The other, which
the local police have embraced,

is that there was never
an undercover op

and you're just a bored cop
who was looking for a good time

and pissed off
the wrong people.

It's legit, what I did.

All right, did I screw up
going in that bar

and trying
to strong-arm Florin?

Yeah, all right,
but that doesn't change

what him
and his crew are doing.

How many cops
are on the take around here?

A lot, most, I don't know.

I was never fully embraced
by the local police,

but you hear stories.

- Any names you could give us?
- No.

Like I said,
they sort of boxed me out.

[dramatic music]

Is that my phone?
- Yeah.

Anything on there
that can help your case?

Yeah.

♪ ♪

That's Sabina.

Look, some things
have happened in my life

that have knocked me sideways.

As a result, I didn't
amount to much of a cop,

but this is my one chance
to atone for all of that.

And I swear to you

there is a major
trafficking ring going on here.

Just find Sabina.

She will tell you everything.

But you got to get to her
quick, or she is gone.

Stop giving us the runaround.

What do you know
about the trafficking ring?

We need details.

They run it
out of that tavern.

They take the girls
in the back.

They start feeding them
this nanny BS.

They rape them. They--
[door clicks open]

The prosecutor
has charged you with murder.

You're being transferred
for arraignment.

♪ ♪

- No, no, no, no, no, no way!
- Rick!

- No!
- Rick, I'm so sorry, man!

Everything was aboveboard!
I swear to God!

I'll get you out of here,
Mark!

Don't worry!

The reports I asked for,
have they been written up yet?

- Yeah, I handed them over.
- I haven't seen anything.

Deputy Inspector Savrinn
wanted to look at them first.

Hey!

I told you to keep
your nose out of this.

I saved you some time,
all right?

There is jack squat
in these reports.

Cops here either don't
get paid enough for paperwork

or don't want
to stick their neck out.

Is there something you want
swept under the rug, Rick?

I'm trying to figure out

why you're so hot and bothered
by this case.

- Mark's my cousin.
- Of course he is.

Ever since his wife died,
I've been looking after him.

If you interfere
one more time,

I will have you arrested
for obstruction.

♪ ♪

Info is still coming in
from the U.S. interagency,

but since Transnistria
is unrecognized,

it's a little thin.

But we do have the names
and photos of the group

Mark Douglas
was "infiltrating."

German Intelligence
doesn't have much either,

since they aren't on our radar
for weapons trafficking.

[tablet rings]

I got Jubal.

Hey, Jubal,
thanks for helping us out.

Hey, well, you might not
be thanking me

after I tell you what we
have--or don't have, rather.

Intel confirms that we have
a gang from Transnistria

working out of New York that
are suspected of bringing

women over and forcing them
into prostitution.

The problem is,
the gang is very clan-y.

You actually have to be
blood related to get in.

So as a result,
neither we nor the NYPD

has been able to get a UC
in there or flip anyone yet.

So if this ring is gonna be
broken up anytime soon,

it's gonna have to be
on your end.

Got it.

Keep me posted.

- Will do.
- Well...

All right, here's the tavern
where the shooting took place.

Can't get close enough
for facial rec,

but there's heavy traffic,

mostly in and out
the back entrance.

We should check it out.

If Douglas' apartment
was cleared out,

is anything gonna be
at the tavern?

Well, that's why we search it

without anyone knowing
we're doing it.

Looking at time-lapse
foot traffic,

the only downtime
at the tavern

is between
4:00 a.m. and 8:00 a.m.

Who's this?

A woman Douglas
is fixated on.

He thinks
she's being trafficked.

You look skeptical.

I don't know
what to believe just yet.

It does feel like we're
contorting ourselves a bit

to look for ways
to find Douglas innocent.

Sometimes a cigar
is just a cigar.

We hit the tavern
at 4:30 a.m.,

and then we can revisit
this conversation, all right?

Douglas' wife was pregnant
when she died in 9/11.

Can you find a photo of her?

She worked
at Cantor Fitzgerald.

Sure.

Hey, I looked into
that email you received.

Originated from Moscow,
about 1,000 kilometers

from where we are
right now, actually.

Did you double-click
on the photo?

Probably.

Because if you did,
there was malware attached.

Whoever sent the email will be
able to track your location.

Okay.

You need to take
the SIM card out your phone.

Jaeger has a secure one
you can use

until I can get you a new one.

I can do it for you.
- No, no, no, no.

We can swap it
back in Budapest.

If someone's trying to find me,

they're not coming
to Transnistria.

Believe me.

Found a photo
of Douglas' late wife.

♪ ♪

Well, they look
awfully similar.

And there you have it.

Douglas is fixated on Sabina

because she reminds him
of his dead wife.

Yup.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Got something.

Back room, northeast corner.

♪ ♪

Looks like Mark Douglas
was right.

Nanny résumés.

Fake passports.

♪ ♪

Airline tickets.

They're sending girls
to New York.

♪ ♪

Agent Forrester.

Mark Douglas
was onto something.

That crew is trafficking women,
but someone is protecting them.

Maybe a cop, maybe you.

But if those women are
headed to the United States,

you got a problem: me.

♪ ♪

You should go have a smoke
out back,

by the tree.

I don't smoke.

Sure, you do.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[clears throat]

♪ ♪

If you help us,

it would demonstrate to the FBI
and the United States

Transnistria's dedication
to cooperate.

And that would go a long way
with securing equipment,

training, and recognition.

I know you want that
for your country.

I want to help you

but not at the cost
of my own life.

If you're worried
about any of your men,

give me their names
and mobile numbers

of any of them that are shady.

I'll look into it on my end.

We can listen in
on any line overseas.

I would need approval
for this,

and then the other police
will know what I'm doing.

[phone chimes]

One second. One second.

Your Officer Douglas
was attacked.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

Stabbed, but he has a pulse.

Find Sabina.

Save the girls.

I sent him here
to the other side of the planet

so he could just burn off
the last two years

he needs before he gets his 25.

I had no idea
it would backfire like this.

You can speak with him now.

You two go ahead.

[dramatic music]

So sad.

Yeah, isn't it?

I feel bad.

It's not a good reflection
on my country.

Who stabbed him?

Could be
any number of people,

but I come to you
with a solution

because we are, you know,
fellow law enforcement.

We're like--we're brothers,
in a way.

Mm-hmm.
I feel the same way.

I have a few
trusted friends--

police, I'm talking about--

and we can transport Mark
to an airfield.

Let's get him home,

get him out of here.

Oh, you can do that?

You have the power without
the approval of your bosses?

Don't worry about them.

♪ ♪

Oh, that's amazing.

You hear that, Mark?

Can we use the bureau's jet?

This is what you want, Mark?

Hell yes, it's what he wants.

Mark?

I made Sabina a promise

that I would free her
from that crew.

You stupid son of a bitch.

I'm gonna strangle you
if you turn this down.

They're cutting us
a break here.

That cop isn't
cutting us a break.

He wants us all out of here

because Mark
was onto something.

See?

I told you
I wasn't messing around here.

Mark, do you want to pull
the pin and get out of here?

No.

I want to finish the job.

♪ ♪

All right.

That cop is watching us.

I need you to nod
and say, "Yes," so he sees it.

I'll take care of the rest.

- This is insanity.
- Shut up.

Okay.

♪ ♪

All right, we accept,
and we are grateful.

Very good.
I'll be back in an hour.

Oh, just hold on.

I have to get
proper aircraft clearances.

I have to secure
bureau medical personnel

to make sure that he is stable
on the way home.

Hey, just put in
your mobile number,

and I will text you
when we're good to go.

♪ ♪

Don't tell me you're already
changing your mind.

[clears throat]

[phone chimes]

Great.

♪ ♪

We are up
on Vadim's cell phone.

On-the-spot translator will
subtitle everything in English.

Anything yet?

Well, he called his wife,

followed by a call
to his girlfriend.

That's it so far.

[line ringing]

Hey, we got a call coming in.

What is the FBI
still doing here?

That's Florin,

the guy who owns the bar.

I'm doing my best.

This Agent Forrester
is troublesome.

Well, do better.

Otherwise, he won't be
the only one I get rid of.

♪ ♪

I'm gonna go grab a smoke.

♪ ♪

[speaking Russian]

Timur, I need your help.

This trafficking ring is
hurting your country as well.

Innocent women
being victimized,

families being torn apart,

dirty money corrupting
your own department.

Someone a lot smarter than me
once said

the only thing necessary
for the triumph of evil

is for good men to do nothing.

Are we really
gonna let this happen?

Timur has a lawyer he trusts

in the prosecutor general's
office.

I just texted you her number.

Reach out,
make an introduction,

and tell her that we'll have
evidence to present soon.

Got it.

Stop.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

You're making a big mistake.

Well, you should have left
when you had the chance.

♪ ♪

[drill whirring]

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

This country and our people

have been like a chew toy

to the larger countries
around us--

you know, Russia and Moldova,
Romania, Ukraine...

For centuries.

Attacked, abandoned, ignored.

So you will believe me
when I tell you

I have the resolve to back up
what I'm about to say.

Fair enough.

I give you Mark Douglas'
laptop and files.

You do with them what you like.

In exchange,
you leave me alone,

and any cooperation
I give to you or your bureau

remains secret.

- You're halfway there.
- No.

That's my best and final offer.

I believe
that's your best offer,

but that's not
where we're gonna end up.

If you don't like my terms,
you can die in this warehouse.

If you were stupid enough
to kill me,

you would've done it already,

but you won't, because there's
not a rock you can hide under

on this planet
if you kill a fed.

And you know that.

- You don't know me very well.
- Well enough.

Look, you made a big show
of abducting me

so your other cop buddies
would think

you're hanging me
over some cliff,

but clearly you want
to make a deal confidentially.

And I think that's absolutely
the smartest move,

but here's what we're gonna do.

I will take the laptop
and the files,

but you're also gonna give me
your testimony against Florin

and any other
coconspirators here,

plus those back in New York.

I would be a dead man here
if I go against Florin.

Then let's get you out, huh?

We could relocate you
and your family

with a very generous
resettlement package.

This is my home.

You know, the way
you describe your countrymen,

you know what my takeaway is?

You've adapted and survived.

And that's what you need
to do right now, Vadim,

adapt and survive.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

How long do I have
to consider this?

You don't.

Vadim, it's over.

You're working for the FBI now.

Now, come on,

take these cuffs off
so we can shake on it.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

Nobody move!
Hands up!

♪ ♪

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- Yours?
- Yeah, thank you.

Inspector Timur for you.

Forrester.

Do you have all you need now?

No.

We want the names
of the people in New York.

I don't know anything
about that.

We know you do.

Okay, this whole New York
thing, Vadim's behind it.

But you're the one
in bed with a bad cop.

You're the one
believing his stories,

so that makes it your problem.

Vadim told us what he knows.

We believe him,
and we made a deal.

And what he knows puts you on
very unstable ground, Florin.

Okay.
Explain to me this deal.

Our government is negotiating

an extradition treaty
with Transnistria.

Your country is eager

for international recognition
and respect.

Talks are going quite smoothly,
last we heard.

Do you want to be the first
person from your country

to get a life sentence
at an American penitentiary?

But you can avoid that

by giving us names in New York

and proof that they're forcing
these girls into prostitution.

If you give us this,

then you can stay here
in Transnistria.

Your wife can visit you
in prison,

bring you homemade dumplings.

We're also gonna need to know
where Sabina is,

where you have her held.

You know, we have
this expression here.

I will do my best
to translate it for you.

♪ ♪

May your children
crap in your soup.

I am done talking to them.

♪ ♪

We need the names
in New York,

or we don't have a case.

♪ ♪

Go grab a smoke.

♪ ♪

[speaking Russian]

♪ ♪

That's pretty.

Reminds me of that ruin bar
we had beers at that one time.

When we first...you know.

I was thinking
the same thing.

Should I not be sharing
memories like that?

I have no problem with you
sharing memories like that.

[door clicks]

Florin changed his mind.
He's cooperating.

He's providing names right now,

and this is the address
where Sabina is.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[speaking Russian]

FBI.

Are you Sabina?

- [speaking Russian]
- Yes.

We're here regarding
Mark Douglas.

- Sabina?
- [speaking Russian]

[both speaking Russian]

- Is Mark okay?
- Save it.

Fine, what do you want?

Are you being trafficked,
yes or no?

No.

How'd you meet Mark?

Why do you care?

[chuckles]
We can take this inside

and talk about it in front
of your family if you'd like.

I met Mark at a bar.

My cousin works with Florin.
He's the boss.

I'd just meet tourist men
and get what I could.

So you were working Mark
for money,

telling him you were being
forced into prostitution

and about to be shipped
over to New York

and you needed to buy
your way out of this gang.

Mark need to, I mean.

Mark was looking
to save someone.

I just told him
what he wanted to hear.

[sighs]

♪ ♪

The trafficking ring
was dismantled.

In New York too?

They have
all the information,

a list of players.

We're waiting on updates.

That's--that's great.

You did
a hell of a job, Mark.

And Sabina?
Any word?

Yeah. Some good news
on that front, actually.

We found her.
She is safe and free.

Oh, my God
that's--that's amazing.

She's here, actually.

Are you serious?

Yeah, she wanted
to thank you in person.

Come on.

♪ ♪

Thank you.

I am so happy
that you are safe, Sabina.

I did all of this for you.

[chuckles]

I know you did.

And I'll never forget it.

I'll never forget you.

♪ ♪

Jet's waiting.

We're out of here.

♪ ♪

Are we good?

So what did we agree upon?

1,000 rubles?

♪ ♪

So we were able
to crack the crew here.

Eight arrests,
all Transnistrians

here on expired visas,

and we freed ten women
who were being held.

And from what
our task force could gather,

there were 30 more women

who have already
come through New York,

and we are locating them
as we speak.

Great work on your end.
Thank you.

- It was a team effort, Jubal. - Talk soon.

New phone.
I can swap it right now.

No, I said I'd do it
back in Budapest.

Copy.

Mmm, what's this?

Schnapps, of course.

[chuckles]
Please and thank you.

- [speaking German]
- Cheers.

Cheers.

[laughter]

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

I regret
not getting involved sooner.

I apologize.

Well, you got involved
at the right time.

That's what counts.

Is there any chance
that the FBI will open

a Legat office
here in Transnistria?

There are many good people
here, and we need help.

I'll put in a good word.
You have my number.

Let there be no long break

between this drink
and the next.

- Cheers.
- Vashe zdorovie.

♪ ♪

Then I will see you again.

That's a deal.

♪ ♪

Hello, Scott.

♪ ♪

Hey, Mom.

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]

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