All language subtitles for Code S02 02

This is a restricted area.

Would all visitors,

please empty your pockets
of all lethal weapons, drugs...

I hate these places.

I think
that's the point.

And he'll only talk to us.

Well, maybe I don't wanna
talk to him--

We're the only coppers
he trusts.

Either that or he wants to...
about with us.

It is alright mate.
DI Major has neural implants.

He is only doing his job Roy.
Carry on.

-Are you getting off on that?
-Let him finish!

-I have finished.
-I said do your job!

I could have anything in there!

--Pack it in!

Liam Cleasby.

Hey.

Great you guys could make it.

Sit down ballbag.

Let us get this over with.
Shall we?

-You wanted to talk.
-Just a friendly chat.

How is your wife? Or should I
be asking him that question?

Oh, come on.
It is killing me.

I don't know how things turned
up between the three of you.

Have you got information or not?

A walking Wikipedia of crime,
at your disposal.

-For a price.
-What's your price?

-A pardon.
-He said what is your price?

-A pardon.
-Oh for f... What.

-Is your...
-No, stop.

No deal dickhead.
You tried to kill my partner.

But I am not
the Juggler, remember?

I am just a low-level
drug dealer.

We are wasting
our time here Carver.

Let us get wanded down
again and go.

The Chelsea Bridge job!

Chelsea Bridge job
was 20 years ago.

You were still nicking Segways.

Fifty million quid.

No trace of the robbers
or the cash.

But like I said,
you do not get this for free.

She's not with either of us.

My wife.

She wanted a fresh start.

I don't owe you anything
for telling me that.

Oh, you drive
a hard bargain, Cleasby.

As for the sexual side
of things...

I do not know about Roy,

but I am coping
the old-fashioned way.

Twice a day. Once
in the morning, once at work.

I have tried giving myself
a dead arm

so it feels like someone
is doing it,

but who am I kidding.

Talk to the lawyer!

Churchland and Co.
The trail starts there.

That is all I am saying.

You heard
of the male G-spot, Cleasby?

It is real and I should know.
Long fingers you see.

-I actually can get right--
-Fuckin hell, John!

That's it. No more information
changing hands.

Let us get you out.

Let's go again.
Come on.

Get your keys.

Just get the--

Chelsea Bridge.

The last case my dad worked on.

One that drove him away.

I know mate.

He moved to Spain after that.

But I bet Cleasby
knows all this.

He could just be saying this
to mess with your head.

Something else is bothering me.

I put a mouse's turd
in your drink.

-What?
-Only a little one.

This was a while ago,
when we weren't getting along.

Why are you telling me this now?

I am being open.

Think about it, Roy.
Ever since I've come back,

we have hidden things
from each other. Huh?

You were not honest
about seeing Kelly. And I was--

Putting mouse shit in me drink.

Yes, but now,
it's our chance to start again.

-What do you say?
-Where'd you find it?

Was it a laboratory mouse

or did you just find
some mouse shit somewhere?

This isn't the point
of the conversation.

Oh, I think this is the point
of the conversation, John.

The point is, we've got
a clean slate. Fresh start.

I just found it.

-Never do that again.
-It is what I'm saying.

No more secrets. Either of us.

I have put in for promotion.
Fast track, Superintendent.

What?

-Why?
-It's time for a change.

I don't wanna be a DI forever,
do I?

-You would be my boss.
-Not boss.

Wait. Senior though. Superior.

It's a long shot,
I probably wouldn't get it.

Good luck with it though.

Thanks.

I keyed your car as well.

And that graffiti in the gents--

Yeah I knew that was you,
you signed it.

Yeah.

Everyone
in the country remembers

the Chelsea Bridge case.
Fifty million in cash

and diamonds stolen
from a bank vault.

None of it was ever recovered.

I have hardly seen my dad since.

We were close beforehand.
Bedtime stories as a child...

All right mate, you don't need
to mention all that.

Yeah.

It's great
to see you boys reunited.

-Thanks, boss.
-You know what I've missed?

The banter.

-Yes, boss.
-Do some now.

A good-natured insult,
something like that.

Maybe call DI Major
a bellend or something.

- Gobshite. Dicksplash.
- Um...

That's one
you don't hear so often.

It is more of a spontaneous kind
of thing, boss.

Oh. Okay.

Well keep talking,
see if we can get there.

The three prime suspects
in the original case

all vanished. Cleasby claims
he has got some information.

We need to go back
in that prison

and talk to him again.

Yeah. But he won't say anything
unless we get him out.

Then we go back there again.
Every day,

sometimes twice a day.

You know you can get them
security wands

off the internet, don't you?

Maybe we do not need to go back.

Cleasby mentioned a lawyer.

So we'll start there,
find out what she knows.

I will get the word out
on social media,

let people know
we want information.

No, let's not
rattle any cages just yet.

Oh. Because I think maybe, um...

some people already know.

-You've put it on Instagram?
-Course I haven't.

It was TikTok.

-Why?
-I just feel it has got

a younger demographic,
more engaged--

You total fucking moron.

There it is!

There's the banter I've missed!

That was not good-natured, boss.
He's been a dick.

Excellent. Keep it up!

You are a massive dicksplash.

I knew we would get there
in the end.

Privacy settings.

What?

He's sharing
personal information,

giving out case details.
So I am thinking

his privacy settings
need changing.

Well look at the new AI expert.

Someone has to be.
You've done nothing for him.

I mean, I brought him back
from the dead,

so you know, there is that.

You said there was nothing wrong
with his wiring, right?

But since then he's just getting
shitter and shitter.

Okay.

Sit down.

Time for the talk.

DI Major is a prototype.

I used pioneering technologies,

some of which,
turn out to have a...

limited longevity.

Now, for a while
I could run updates,

-install plugins. But...
-But what?

There is only so many times

you can microwave
the same chicken.

What are you telling me?

Okay. Have you ever had a phone?

And you have the phone
for a little while, and then...

No? Okay.

Have you ever had a goldfish

and then one day you come home

and you see
your goldfish just floating--

He's dying?

How long has he got left?

Do not make any big plans for...

Pancake day? What is--

Well, there must
be something we can do.

I am working on it. Okay?
I need more time and resources.

Anything that activates
his arousal hormones

will accelerate his decline.

How am I supposed to know when
his hormones are being aroused?

Four simple words.

Remote endocrine
monitoring technology.

- This device will--
- Warning!

Okay, whatever he's doing
right now, go and stop him.

- Warning!
- For real, this is not a drill.

Flashing red is bad! Go!

-Major!
-Oh, my God!

Dad always said
this lawyer was dodgy.

- I remember him telling me--

Are you playing
relaxation music?

Yeah I have this on
all the time. Its calming.

What were you seeing
Dr. Parfit about just now?

Huh? We were just...

talking about
how well you're doing.

She hasn't done a
software update on me in ages.

Reduce stress levels.

You know what that means?

Means I am perfect!

Yeah. But she still wants you
to look after yourself.

You know like, I do not know,

practice some
meditation techniques.

What about yoga?

Yes. Even better.

Or, how about
we light some joss sticks

and stick crystals up
our arseholes? Jesus Carver.

This is what happens when you
hang around with Americans.

Look, she is only trying
to help John. Be nice.

Show her some... love.

Love?

Yeah, or appreciation
or whatever.

Love?

DI Major.

Name rings a bell.

An alarm bell maybe.

Now I remember. Your father
was a cocky bugger as well.

Didn't catch the robbers,
now, did he?

That might be about to change.

You represented
the three prime suspects.

I did. Before the robbery.

Not seen the bastards since.

We heard you might know
where the money is.

That is right, Columbo.

I keep working
in an asbestos-riddled office

for sentimental reasons.

Don't get clever with us.

Chippy. Also like his dad.

I want those
thieving sods caught

as much as you do.
They owe me money.

But they vanished.

Any relatives?

No.

One of the gang had a sister.

She wasn't interviewed
the first time around.

Why ask me if you knew?

To see if you would
tell us the truth.

Far as I know she is in a home.

Does not know what day it is.

Fine.

We'll track her down
and find out.

Fine. We'll track her down
and find out.

DI Carver, DI Major.

It's about
one of your residents,

a Mary Roscoe.

Miss Roscoe was
one of our residents.

She, uh, passed away.

Another dead end.

Sorry to have bothered you.

I thought, perhaps you were here
to see the body.

She died recently?

What happened? Was she ill?

Oh, goodness me yes,
she was ill for quite some time.

Still, it was a shock to us all
when the truck hit her.

Whoever ordered the hit
on the old lady

must have known
we were investigating.

We've basically
got two suspects.

The lawyer, and anyone
who follows me on TikTok.

It's all right, John.
Go and get yourself a drink,

a nice cup of chamomile tea
or something. Yeah?

-Yeah.
-Yeah. Good lad.

Roy.

-Do you know where John is?
-What do you want him for?

I'm not sure
that's any of your business.

-You cannot stress him out.
-I won't.

Goodness.

-I wanna talk about divorce.
-No, you can't.

He's dying.

It's his AI. It is degrading.
He's gonna crash.

And we're gonna
lose him again, Kel.

How long has he got?

I am not sure.

When is Pancake Day?

Pancake Day?

It's 40 days before Easter.
'Cause that's Lent. So...

I think Easter falls
pretty early in the calendar--

No. He doesn't know
and we can't tell him,

'cause it'll just stress him out
and make it worse.

So...

So there's no point
in getting a divorce.

I don't want to be
widowed twice, Roy.

Especially to the same man.

I just want to end things
properly this time.

And you know what?

He deserves to be treated
as a mature--

Okay, he's staring at us.

-Everything all right?
-None of your--

I mean, hello, Dr. Parfit.

Alison.
How are you today?

Carver told you
to be nice to me.

And I think I know why.

He wants to set us up
with each other.

And what gave you
this curious impression?

Well. You told him
I was perfect. Oh!

Yeah, I never said that.

That I could not be improved.

-More like it.
-And I am flattered.

But it is not a good idea.

You and me together. I mean...

It would be weird. It would
be like... Brother and--

Frankenstein
fucking the monster.

Like brother and sister
is what I was also going to say.

So let's keep things
as they are.

Yeah?

Yeah.

I can learn to live with that.

What are you two getting
up to on my bed?

I was just telling her
about the case.

Hmm?

What did he tell you about it?

-The case?
-Hmm.

Cold?

A cold case.

How old's the case?

- Two years.
- Twenty.

Decades, that was decades.

Did he tell you
about the lawyer?

The lawyer.

Bent. John, I want a divorce.
Look we are in limbo.

This isn't healthy
for either of us.

I've not got time
right now, Kel.

Maybe if we go out for dinner--

No. No dinner.
I want a clean break.

-You mean, like Center Parcs?
-No, John. We need to talk.

-No we need to get back--
-Can I just?

-into that lawyer office.
-Can I please?

It will be tricky,
she knows we suspect her.

I need you to hear
what I am saying.

We don't need a divorce.

Look we have not got enough
for a search warrant.

I could go in.

I need a good lawyer.

-No chance.
-I could take a hidden camera.

We do not just have
those things lying around, Kel.

Like this one?

I could pretend I need advice
on a divorce,

do some snooping around.

You two could be nearby
and you could protect me...

if I needed bit of that...

I could protect you, couldn't I?

Mmm-hmm.

Okay, you've convinced me.
Carver lets go.

You do not really think
of me as a Frankenstein. Do you?

I swear. I have never thought
of you as a Frankenstein.

I am Frankenstein, you are
the monster. Read a book.

Take a seat,
Mrs um...

Kelly.

Mrs. Kelly.

To be honest,
family law isn't my field.

Why come to me?

You were recommended.

Well-handled Kel.

First sign of trouble
and we're coming in.

Does your spouse
know of your intentions?

No. He is not a good listener,
that is part of the problem.

You will have to
prove irretrievable breakdown

of the marriage. For example,
on grounds of desertion.

My husband did leave me
for a year.

Leave her? I was fucking dead!

- She is playing a part John.

--What is that thing?

Ah... It's me stress monitor.

It checks me heart rate.

Well it is annoying.
Switch it off!

-Off.
-Then there's adultery.

That, too. I had a relationship
with his best friend.

Which I take responsibility for,

but marriage was
in a bad place and...

Roy made me feel loved and...

wanted.

Oh, fuck!

Warning.
Reduce stress levels.

Can you calm down please, Roy!

Warning!

Another factor would be
unreasonable behaviour.

How long have you got?

There is no need to make a list.

Oh, yes there is.

God...

Firstly, I'd like to mention
his narcissism.

...a serious
emotional relationship.

Then there's
his complete inability

to empathise with other person
emotional state

if it does not directly
have any relevance to him.

Coupled with
his extreme neediness.

Hour and a half.

I'm starting to think
she's doing this on purpose.

I think
you might be right, mate.

Excuse me, Mrs. Kelly.

Bathroom break.

Ooh. Here we go.

Kel, we haven't got long.

Ask her
is it number one or number two?

She not gonna
ask that. Is she?

She might.

Warning.

Ask her.

Kelly, can you ask her
if she's having a poo?

Thank you.

All right, Kelly,
stay calm you can do this.

She knows
what she's doing.

Have a look in the drawers.

She looked
in the drawers.

Oh. Yeah.
Forget the drawers Kelly,

see if you can find a computer,
maybe try under the desk.

She has found the computer.

Good.
Now what you need to do

is put the copying device

on the... Oh, you've done it.

John, just leave her
alone she is doing all right.

Well done, Kel.
You are doing amazing.

Kelly?

You are loving this, aren't you?

--What?

Well done, Kelly,
you're so amazing.

Encouraging her.

I am actually starting
to work you out.

Reduce stress level.

First you try
and set me up with Parfit.

Then you get Kelly
talking about divorce.

What were the pair of you
talking about on my bed?

Reduce stress levels!

-I am not gonna tell you that.
-Oh, you are not gonna tell me?

Then maybe she will. Kelly?

What were you and Carver talking
about on my bed?

-John! Come on.
-Shut up!

Kelly?

I'll tell you what,
I'll find out myself.

-John, John.
-No!

Listen! I thought
we decided no more secrets!

No, you decided that. I didn't.

There's loads of stuff
I don't tell you.

Do you want to know why?

Because it is none
of your fucking business!

John!

John!

John come on.
Get back in the van.

No, get back in there.

No, no no.

No!

Oh. Sorry to keep you.

I have got all I came for.
Thank you for your help.

Fuckin hell!

- Roy! Just calm down!

You are going
to have a heart attack!

Warning! Reduce stress levels!

Fucking thing!

Hey. That was exciting.

Yeah.
Yeah we're here now, boss.

The deeds to a plot were
on Churchland computer.

Yeah. In an encrypted file.

Fuck me, Roy.

It was buried treasure!

It is The Chelsea Bridge loot!

You wait till I tell my dad!

Well, swing it out.

Let's open it up.

Shit.

- Who is he?
- Or she, could be female.

The question is
who are they?

You mean like a gender
non-binary thing?

No. You're right,
I should not assume--

I mean there's
more than one body in here.

And, we might not find the loot.

I think we found
the Chelsea Bridge gang.

I didn't know you'd find bodies!

I thought it was the money,
I swear!

Time to cough it up, Cleasby.
What else do you know?

Ah, bits and pieces,
some names.

Okay, I'll tell you everything
I've picked up over the years.

Right? When, you let me go.

Fuck that.

Get it in your head gobshite,
you shot a police officer.

Only a total fucking moron,
would let you out.

Well, I am letting Cleasby out.

Boss, you cannot do that!

His information is vital,

especially now
the Chelsea Bridge case

-is live again.
-Boss, Maj's dad led that case.

Indeed he did.

And he is volunteered
to advise on it again.

Sit down DI Major.

There is someone
I would like to bring in.

-You all right?
-Yeah.

I am passing
the case on to you two.

Major's
too personally involved.

What?

Oh. Right, you thought I was
going to bring in your dad.

No. No, no, no.

He is flying in tomorrow.

Reduce stress levels!