All language subtitles for Covert.Affairs.S01E02Walk.English

Move, and I'll kill you.

Mine. Mine. Mine! Cereal is breakfast.
Popsicles are not breakfast.

Mine. I'm not getting
in the middle of that.

Oh. Michael and I
are doing this will thing,

and I need you to sign.

Sign what?

Just this document saying that
you'll be the girls' guardian

if something happens
to both Michael and me.

Could
I think about it?

Well, think about what?
It's a no-brainer.

Um, it's just that
I'm late for work,

and the Smithsonian
is surprisingly strict.

Hold it
right there, ma'am.

I'm Annie Walker.
I work here.

She's clear.

Annie?
I've got to change perfumes.

It was the sound of your heels.
Very distinctive.

Give me a hand?
Yeah.

Thanks.

Come on. Mingus box set? Headphones?
You're not quitting, are you?

Don't get your hopes up.

The entire DPD is moving into a
brand-new, state of the art,

"Welcome to the 21st century
ten years too late" facility.

Today? I didn't
get the memo.

Well, that's because you
weren't here three years ago

when they actually did
send out a memo

saying that we were
moving in a week.

Got to love bureaucracy.

My sister wants to make me
her kids' guardian.

What's the CIA policy on that?

Uh, "Don't ask, don't tell your family
you're on a mission in Colombia."

Nice, huh?

Finally, a space with windows.
Or so I'm told.

Annie. Just the person
I was looking for.

I have an assignment for you.

We need you to debrief
the walk-ins.

Sure. What are walk-ins?

People who come directly to our
headquarters claiming to have intel.

We need you to debrief them in
case any of it is actionable.

Parker in Security
will set you up.

Walk-ins are nut-jobs,
right?

Crackpot city.

We'll bring in the
walk-ins one at a time.

Debrief them, write a report.

Anything actionable,
come and see me.

There's a red panic
button under the desk.

Use it if you feel
at all threatened,

and the SPOs will handle it.

And here.

Pepper spray?

Welcome to
walk-in duty.

And what can the CIA
do for you?

In 1983, Castro and Reagan

have a secret meeting
in Cyprus,

where they lay down plans for
controlling the world's sugar supply.

I only use Sweet'N Low.

No cubes. And don't even get me
started on Stir Sticks. Oh...

I know who killed Kennedy.

It's been well-documented that Kennedy
was killed by Lee Harvey Oswald.

Ted Kennedy.

Bless you.

I'm here
on behalf of my son.

Have you heard
of numbers stations?

Short-wave radio
transmissions, right?

Walter told me that
he decoded a message.

How? Numbers stations
are essentially unbreakable.

He's studying Computer
Science in college.

He used his computer to
help decipher the message.

Walter said that the clue led him
to a Mail Boxes Etc. in Rockville,

and he saw a man take a secret
coded message out of a PO box.

A blue airmail envelope.

Could have just been the mail.

Look, I know this sounds crazy,

but Walter claims that the man saw him.
And now, he's really scared.

What type of code was it?

I... I don't know.

Can you come out to
the parking lot with me?

This is my son, Walter.

The one in college?

I told you he was smart.

Hi, Walter.

Are you a CIA operative?

Yes.

Which of the four
directorates are you in?

That's classified.

Yeah, I figured
you might say that.

What are you reading?

It's a spy novel called The Parsifal Mosaic.
It's pretty much my favorite.

So, have you come to check
into my numbers station?

I'm going to try.
But I need the specs first.

The numbers station's still broadcasting
new messages on this bandwidth.

You can listen to them.

Do you have any recordings
of previous broadcasts?

Walter didn't want to bring
his tapes into Langley.

My son is very scared.
He isn't sleeping.

If this turns out to be
nothing, that's good.

But peace of mind
would mean a lot.

Can you please look
into this for us?

I'll see what I can do.

It was nice
to meet you, Walter.

Keep those files
accessible, Gary.

Jai Wilcox.

Morning, Joan. It's a beautiful new Ops Center.
You should be proud.

I don't remember assigning
anyone desks yet.

Especially not to someone who
doesn't work in my division.

I do now.
Courtesy of the DCS.

So, the DCS decided my division
needed a dose of CIA royalty.

Arthur didn't tell you
about this?

I'm surprised.
He's your husband.

What are you hoping to
do here at the DPD, Jai?

Consider me
a utility infielder.

So, you have a mediocre arm and can bat.23
0 from either side of the plate?

I will support you
in any way you need.

Welcome aboard, Jai.

Classified?

You know you can trust me.

Thank you.
Auggie?

What do you know
about numbers stations?

I haven't thought about them in years.
Neither has anyone else.

One of my walk-ins thinks he
found one that's still active.

Do you think you or your team
could look into it for me?

Yeah, no problem.
Think you can look into this for me?

Rookies do lunch runs, huh?

Ah, the food court here runs its
course after about six months.

Separate receipts, please.
We're all on government salaries.

Ah, sandwich runs.

I remember those halcyon days.

Jai Wilcox?
It's been too long, my friend.

When did we become friends?

Annie, meet Jai Wilcox.
My friend.

Hi, Annie.
Hi.

Jai is the embodiment
of "The Man,"

and I mean that in a
slightly pejorative way.

Yalie. Works for
Arthur Campbell.

And as if that weren't enough,
his father is Henry Wilcox.

Like, the Henry Wilcox?

The former Head
of Clandestine Service?

Definitely. And let me just
say that you are already

making a name for yourself
up on the seventh floor.

Which begs the question, "What is the
seventh floor doing here on our floor?"

I'm working here.
Special liaison, New Initiatives.

Joan's aware of this?

She is. She's thrilled.

Yeah, sounds like Joan.

To be thrilled about an interloper
being installed in her division.

It's nice meeting you, Annie.

Nice to meet you.

Good-looking guy, huh?

No.

Nice try.

Don't forget the pickles.

14.487 megahertz.

14.487.

This long-distance
dedication goes out to Stu.

So, they're still broadcasting?
Squatters' rights.

They play these annoying
songs over and over

so nobody can
steal the bandwidth.

Three, nine, seven, one, five,

six, four, seven, five,

six, six, four,

These numbers aren't random.
Five, one, nine, two...

This is a complex
cyclic permutation.

This is sophisticated
encryption.

What could it mean?
It means

Annie's walk-in may have uncovered
an active spy transmission.

- Hello?
- I have a Helen Newman calling.

Put her through. Hello?

Annie? I think Walter was right.
We're being followed.

Helen, come back to Langley.

Come back?
It was when we left Langley

that we started being followed.

I need to protect Walter.
I should never have exposed him to this.

Helen? Helen?

Helen?

Annie. Do you have a contact
number for that woman?

We think her son
might be onto something.

I'm beginning
to think that, too.

There has been no further contact from
Helen Newman since her last call.

Police have put out a missing
persons, but so far nothing.

The shortwave transmissions that Walter
deciphered emanated from Belfast.

So, as a result, we've looped
in our UK desk. Branch?

These broadcasts and Walter's
account of the dead-drop synch up

with recent movements by members
of the Irish Republican Army.

The IRA?
Really? Is this 1987?

Despite the Belfast Agreement, the
IRA have been actively recruiting,

and perhaps
planning new attacks.

Possibly here on American soil.

We've been working the
back channels with Ml6,

and they feel that the signals were
intended for a Michael Cahill.

Cahill is a former IRA captain

who had a hand in the
Bishopsgate bombings of 1993,

and the attempt
on Vauxhall Cross in '94.

Timing suggests
something imminent.

Both those attacks
occurred during Lent.

We're now 20 days in.

Cahill was sent
to prison in '95,

and was released
six months ago.

Supposedly a changed man,
he decided to move to America

to be free of the politics
of his former life.

How did we give
this guy a visa?

Can you enhance the image
of his passport, please?

That's an ICE issue.

We need to focus on
what's important here.

Auggie and the tech division
will continue to monitor

the numbers station broadcasts.

UK desk will interface
with Ml6 to track Cahill.

Annie Walker?

We'll be sending you to Ms.
Newman's apartment in Bethesda

to see if you can find her, the son, or
any recordings of the numbers station.

Here's your protocol.

You'll meet your MI6
liaison at 5:00.

Interactions with foreign operatives
need to be authenticated.

You didn't think we were
sending you alone, did you?

No. Of course not.

That doesn't look like it
belongs in the new DPD.

That doesn't even look like
it belongs in the old DPD.

I assume you're talking
about the machine and not my vest.

We pulled it out of the
CIA museum downstairs.

It was used in the '60s to decipher
Russian spy code during the Cold War.

Whoever's running
this numbers station

is pretty sharp.

Type the word "nuclear" into an
e- mail, and the NSA is all over it.

But this spy has gone analog
in a digital world.

Aren't there computers that can
handle this sort of thing?

Yeah. And they are
cranking away

on the most sophisticated
modern codes as we speak.

But Big Bertha here
could come in very handy

if our spy is using
a more archaic sequencing.

Good luck.

No, we don't need luck.
We need Walter's tapes.

Gentlemen,
we have a long, long history

with the DCS, so to speak.

Arthur?

A moment, please?

Joan. I'd like to introduce you
to Teppo Koivu and Reijo Numenin

of the Finnish
Intelligence Service.

Joan Campbell, head of the DPD.

Pleasure. Arthur,
may I have a word?

I was in a meeting.

Finnish Intelligence? Are you serious?
Do they even have spies?

Did I miss couples therapy?

Why is Jai Wilcox
now a member of my staff?

I would have thought you'd want
somebody of his caliber at the DPD.

You know, it's bad enough you put Annie
in the field to draw out Ben Mercer.

But now, you have
someone spying on her?

No, it's not...
That's not it at all.

Then he's spying on me?

Oh, so,
this is couples therapy.

Joan, with Conrad gone, Jai is a key
part of our transparency initiative.

Please, trust me.

Next time, a little
heads up would be great.

Transparency between us
would be nice, too.

Go to the market, and
follow your protocol exactly.

If it tells you to wear
a polka dot bikini,

wear a polka dot bikini.
And good luck.

Are you interested in honey?

These days,
it's about all I eat.

I could recommend a good brand.

Could you write it down?
My memory's not quite what it used to be.

I think we're good.

I should think so.

Nice job. James Elliot.
A real pleasure.

I'm Annie.

Can you believe the script
in that protocol?

They're always so pedestrian
and food-related, right?

Actually, it's the first one
I've ever done.

Oh, well, there's the
difference between CIA and Ml6.

You're allowed at your age and
experience out into the field.

Ml6 is a lovely outfit, but it's ten
years before you're even allowed

to stretch your legs
outside Vauxhall Cross.

Now, this dinosaur
is outrageous.

It's encryption
through obsolescence.

By the time the CIA has a technology
vetted, it's already five years old.

It may not look cool,
but it's secure.

Or, maybe British Intelligence

isn't quite as ponderous
as I thought.

Total encryption.
Less than four ounces.

Now you're just showing off.
Eyes on the road, love.

Okay. So, what's the plan?
Yuppie couple visiting friends?

I love it. Economical, and I don't
need to scale any fire escapes.

Could you hold the door?
Oh. Sure.

Honey, we forgot
the chardonnay.

CISA. Italian.
Top of the line.

Wafer tumblers top and bottom.

Thanks.

There's a pop quiz later. Bring your number
two pencil and an apple for the teacher.

It's today's mail.

Helen and Walter
didn't come back here.

Student loan,
orthodontist bill,

paycheck from
Bethesda Nursing Service...

She really is a working mom.

Walter looks just like his dad.

Le Carré, Graham Greene.

He has a thing
for old spy novels.

Yeah, well, I respect that.

Classic spy novels weren't
about flash and gadgets.

They were more about the...
The human element.

The life.

So that's what this job is?

Wearing a trench coat and smoking
cigarettes near a lamppost?

Trench coats, yes.
Cigarettes, no.

I'm on the patch.

Congrats.
I'm halfway there.

Whoa.

This is a lot of equipment
for a nurse's salary.

Cataloged by date, time,
shortwave channel.

He's meticulous.

Tapes end last week.

Walter must have taken the recordings
of the numbers stations with him.

You check the boxes.
I'm going to survey the rest of the apartment.

Elliot.

Nothing of interest
in the kitchen, by the way.

No ID. There's a back exit
through the kitchen. Come on.

Wait a minute.

Bethesda Police scanner
has alerted all units.

Shots fired at the address
of Helen Newman.

Average response time for Bethesda
PD is, what, six minutes?

Why couldn't it have been in DC?
Their cops are so much slower.

Your suit still
looks great, love.

Hey, what's going on?
We heard a gunshot.

Hey, stop.
A few questions, first.

McElroy.

Lieutenant wants you upstairs
to look at the body.

I'll handle these two.

So, according to your statement,
you saw nothing, heard nothing,

and were just heading back
to Langley. Correct?

Correct.

Have a nice evening.

Bloody mess back there.

Helen was right.

Someone was really after them.
It wasn't just one of Walter's spy fantasies.

They must be terrified.

One thing you can say
about the IRA,

they are dogged.

How do you stay calm

when you pull the trigger?

I'm not calm.

I'm focused.

You'll get there.

You know, those spy novels
are right about one thing.

The toll it all takes.

The toll it takes
on living a normal life.

A family.

Is it worth it?

I wouldn't know.

I don't have much
by the way of family.

Good night, Annie.

Good night.

So, how's Jai working out?

Honestly, I still have issues
with the DCS installing him

in my division
without my permission.

The DCS doesn't need your
permission. He outranks you.

Just at work.

May I take your order?

Hi. I'll have the salmon,
please.

I'll have the bone-in
rib-eye. Rare.

Thank you.

What was that look?

When we first met
and you were married,

we'd have these illicit dinners,
and you'd order that.

Then, later,
during our courtship,

we'd have these romantic
dinners, and you'd order that.

And now, we're doing this.

Whatever this is.

And you order the same thing.

The one constant in our lives
seems to be how you order steak.

Well, we work in a job
where there's misdirection,

double-talking,
sometimes lies.

Here's a truth.

I want this to work between us.

Ignore that.

Continue to stare into my eyes.

Maybe you should answer it.
What if it's an invasion or something?

No. Then this phone
would be ringing.

Come in.

Hey.
Hey.

I didn't hear you come in last night.
We missed you at game night.

Yeah. I was...
I was tired.

Well, the girls were
wondering where you were.

About the will?
I don't think I can do it.

You can do it.
You just don't want to.

I don't need
to be judged by you.

No, you just need to be nurtured,
fed, entertained and supported,

but only on your terms.

That's not true.

Clearly, you're either
not ready

or uninterested in taking care
of anyone besides yourself.

I'm sorry I even asked.

You know, you can whale
on that thing all day,

but there's no beating
the heavy bag.

Isn't that the point?

Not really. What's going on?

My sister thinks I'm ungrateful
because I won't sign her will.

I couldn't help a working
mom and her son.

And apparently, I have a knack
for losing hand-to-hand fights.

Despite my training.

Other than that, I'm fine.

Okay. Kind of threw
a lot at me there.

Let's see if we can't break
it down, one piece at a time.

Come here and put
your hands on my shoulders.

Yeah. Now, right from where
you're standing, try to push.

Okay. Okay.
Come in closer.

Push again.

I love the instructors
at the Farm,

but the fight training they do
there is basically useless.

Fights are frantic and ugly, and
they are won at very close range.

Try the bag again.
This time, stand right next to it

and weave away when it swings.

Good.

How do you know?

I'm assuming it's good.

Ready? Go.

Show me again.
Show me again.

Okay. Okay. Get your hands up.
Again. Uh-huh.

Come in here.
This goes through. Oh.

And then here?
The elbow. No, no, no.

Watch. Go. Down. Yes.

Okay. Elbow comes
all the way

Oh.
Around like this.

And then...
Whoa!

Come on.

It's dirty, right? Again.
Bring me in. Bring me in tight.

Whoa. That's the one.

Two pieces are in play.

Firstly, we've ID'd
the body of the courier.

He's IRA and a former
associate of Michael Cahill.

Secondly, we've had reports that
Michael Cahill is on the move.

Cahill just left Baltimore on
the MARC train heading to DC.

He'll be arriving at Union
Station in less than an hour.

He has a reputation
for not tolerating mistakes.

We assume he's coming in to
clean up the courier's mess.

A joint task force of DHS and
Ml6 will detain him there.

That's all for now.

What?

Helen and Walter.
What are we missing?

We've gone down this road.

The hard drive you took was corrupted
by Walter before they left.

The cops have come up
with nothing.

We found Helen's car
parked in a long-term lot.

She's turned her cell phone off.
They're off the grid.

I still think Walter's
tapes are the key.

Annie, in intelligence
gathering, as in life,

we all want to believe the
roles we play are critical.

But this is
bigger than you now.

What if this doesn't end
with Cahill and the courier?

What if Helen and Walter
are still in danger?

Are you pushing this because you
think they're relevant to this case?

Or is it because you feel bad
that they've gone missing?

Honestly? Both.

Where's the harm in letting
her follow the thread?

Follow protocol.

And don't get caught.

I can't control whether or not
you've been placed in my division,

but decisions about my officers are
always mine, and always final.

I understand.
I'm not sure that you do.

But you will.

He's
entering the station now.

We have a visual.

Go.
It's a go.

Copy that.

Mr. Cahill?

Please come with us.

Spruce Knob Cabins.

Hi. I'd like to speak
to one of your guests.

A mother and son
that just checked in.

They said they weren'
taking any calls.

I'm sure they did.

This would go quicker
if you said something.

Seems like you've filled in
most of the blanks already.

What are you doing
in DC, Mr. Cahill?

I came to see an old friend.

I'm going to need
a little more than that.

From where I'm sitting, there
are just too many threads

that lead back to you.

I've told my friends.

I've told my former enemies.

I am a peaceful man.
I've moved on.

And you were either lying
or telling the truth.

And it's your job to sit
here, judge me, and decide.

No. The truth will emerge.

We can't hide who we truly are.

I had a feeling you'd find us.

You were right, Walter.

About everything. The numbers stations,
the dead drops, the spy ring.

We really need your tapes.

They could be important.

Listen to me, Walter.

Every day, the CIA
is deluged with calls

and satellite photos, transmissions,
e- mails, walk-ins, chatter.

We put you in the wrong column.
We're sorry.

I'm sorry.

But this isn't a spy novel, this is real, and
your tapes could make everything better.

I promise you'll be safe.

Enjoying
the great outdoors?

Does the CIA
issue mosquito repellent?

There's a bit of an echo.

This is the only place
I get reception up here.

Fine. Hit it.

Big Bertha's going
to do her thing.

All you have to do is kick
back and eat some s'mores.

Four,
four, one, four, four,

one, four, one...

Stu, you've been riding me
all day about when we can start.

It's show time.

Yeah. Go.

What's it like
taking care of Walter?

Hmm. It's wonderful.

He's got a very
active mind, and I...

I just try to be there.

When it comes to your family,

you do whatever you have to do.

I mean, sometimes I think
I'm being overly indulgent.

This time, it turned out
he was onto something.

That's why we reached out
to everybody.

Everybody?

You know, the CIA,
the British Embassy.

You contacted
the British Embassy?

Yeah, last week.
We spoke to their intelligence officers.

Stay here.

Auggie.

Auggie, are you there?

Stop.
Auggie, are you there?

Annie? How far did we drill
down on James Elliot?

He claimed Ml6 had no file
on Helen and Walter,

but Helen says they went over there
to share their intel last week.

Maybe he didn't get the file.

He's on the case. Reading the file would
have been the first thing he did.

Plus, he's on the nicotine patch,
and he said, "We're halfway there."

We're 20 days into Lent.

Well, being a Catholic
isn't a crime.

His file says he's Anglican.

I hear you, but that doesn't mean he's a double agent.
We need something concrete.

Here's something concrete.
He's tracking my phone.

Annie? Just get out
of there. Go.

He's here.
He's after Helen and Walter.

They're here.
Search the cabins.

There's a crawlspace
under the cabin.

We could get to it
from right here.

I had a feeling something
like this would happen.

Go, go, go.

Go. Go. Go.
Come on, baby.

Be careful. Be careful.

Walter's tapes were the key.
Everything fell into place.

It was a plan for a car bomb
outside a British bank in DC.

And Elliot was a double
for the IRA?

Yes. He set Cahill up.
He was the one who called him to DC.

Set the courier up as well.

Why?

Helped build the case
against Cahill,

and built your trust for him
at the same time.

Double agents have never
been known for their morals.

Thanks. I'll call you back.

What you said about being
a spy and having a family...

Was that part of your cover,
or did you mean it?

That's what you want to know?

Does that
even matter now?

It matters to me.

It was true.

It was the only true thing
I told you.

Mr. Cahill, I'm in the unfortunate
position of having to apologize to you.

Intelligence gathering is not
perfect. We made a mistake.

You're free to go.

I came here looking
for a new life,

but it seems to me you can't ever
escape the mistakes of your past.

So look forward.
It's all any of us can do.

So, tell me
about Annie Walker.

She's smart. Intuitive.

Well, the fact that Ben
Mercer has gone underground

means anything she can
provide will be critical.

I want you to continue
to get close to her.

How close?

As close as you need to.

Joan isn't exactly happy
about this situation.

You let me worry about Joan.

Walter, thanks again
for all your help.

It ended like
The Azzuri Matter.

Amateur helps the CIA, and he
ends up shaken, but alive.

Alive and rewarded.

These headphones are for you.

Keep in touch.

Reference-
grade Grados.

Only the best
for you, kid.

Thank you for reaching out.

I know Walter appreciates
everything you've done for him.

I do, too.

Thank you.

You're an amazing aunt.

The girls love you
more than anything.

And I don't need a piece of paper to
prove that you'd be there for them.

I know you would.

I signed it 20 minutes ago.

If anything happens,
I'll be here.

When it comes to family, you
do whatever you have to do.

You're sneaky. I had to go
through the whole speech.

It was good.
It was convincing.