All language subtitles for The Diplomat S01E03

We should borrow one of the
jet skis. I know a brilliant beach.

And you did not see him again?

- The girl has gone.
- Did Fabian Hartmann have anything

- to do with it?
- No, she must have got scared.

The carpal bones in one
of the wrists were broken

and the pathologist
thinks that it is more

consistent with somebody
stamping on the wrist.

- May I introduce my client Fabian Hartmann?
- I'm very pleased to meet you.

Likewise.

If we find that one of those keys
fits the jet ski we found in the city.

It would be strange, I agree.

How do they explain that?

Don't worry. I'll
keep an eye on her, but...

I'm gonna speak softly
before swinging any big sticks.

A vetting review.
I'm not due one for...

That's bollocks.

Happy birthday to us.

- How has another decade slipped by?
- No, shut up. We are not doing that.

50 is where it's at.

Come on, we've got
money, opportunities...

The kids are finally buggering
off and we agree no texting them.

I'm just checking to see if
they are where they say they are.

- Got that family app.
- Stalker!

A dating app?

- That's more like it.
- Don't get excited.

Downloaded it ages ago but
not been anywhere near it since.

It's relocating.

- Come on, this is exactly what you need.
- No, what I need is an early night, so

I've got enough energy for
the Gaudí park tomorrow.

Gaudí, Smaudy.
Ooh....

Mateo!

- It's a match.
- Gill!

Tall, dark, handsome.

- He's 25.
- So?

So there's no way I'm letting
a 25-year-old see me naked.

Yeah, that's what the
dimmer switch is for.

- Hola, Mateo.
- Gill!

He's replying. He thinks you look
sexy and he'd lovely to meet tonight.

- You have had your fun now.
- I'm serious.

How many middle-aged men would think
twice about dating a woman half their age?

- It's a feminist act.
- Oh, really?

It's just a bit desperate.

Look, he's gorgeous
and he thinks you're sexy

which you are. You just
need to be reminded of it.

Seriously.

And if you don't like
it, you can go home to

prune your middle-aged
bush in peace and quiet.

Get me a tequila shot.

That's my friends room.

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So, I was talking to
my mate who works in

security clearance last
night and you are fucked.

Vetting review.

More than 12 sexual partners
and they mark you as a security risk.

- That's so?
- Yeah.

That concern you little?

It's archaic.

Like being gay used to
be a reason to fail you.

And frankly, the whole thing's
plugged into a view of the

world, which went out when my
mother started quoting RuPaul.

We've only just gotten rid
of relics like Mulgarry. Can

well believe the security
departments a few years behind?

But 12 in your whole life. And they ask
you to name them in case you've cheated.

It's not true.

Checking that you
are not blackmail-able.

Blackmail-able?

Technical term.

Luckily, you're with steady
boyfriend, so you'll be fine.

Unless Thomas has forgotten to delete
those pictures of you tied up.

Ha ha.

Oh, She never gives it back.

You love the mystery.

So it's less than 12?

Do you think it's okay
to keep me waiting?

What's Hartmann saying?

He's jumpy. He wants
to delay the wedding.

This is really bad timing.

The wedding is our only
chance to grab the Irish target.

Tell her to your consul.
Can't you rein her in?

Trust me that would
have the opposite effect.

We need to keep perspective.

As far as the police are concerned,
they're just investigate a murder.

Can't you get your
people to pull rank?

Van Der Meer won't
meet until the close investigation down.

It doesn't work like that and I can't risk
blowing my cover.

So where does that leave us?

They can't find Amy Callaghan.

We get overfed on the
story about the jet ski.

Did Fabian have
anything to do with that?

Do you think he's
had her dealt with?

Your first story
was full of holes.

If you want this
meeting to go ahead.

You and Fabian need to
come up with a better one.

What do you suggest?

Sneaking off?

No, no.

I'm sorry, I have to go to work.

No, I was teasing.

It's fine.

I understand.

I have your number.
I'll message you.

You don't have to pretend.

Look, we both know it
was a one night thing.

Lovely though it was.

No but I want to please.

I enjoyed last night.

Very much.

Me too.

- You didn't.
- I did it!

Let's go to breakfast.
I want every

gory detail.

I need a shower.

I bet you do.

Let us find a greasy fry up.

My head is pounding.

I've got some
painkillers in my bag.

- Where's your bag?
- On the chair!

Can't see it.

You're as bad as the kid.

Now I remember leaving
it on the chair last night.

It's got to be here somewhere.

It's gone.

Laura Simmonds.

Hello Laura. It's Mariona Cabell.

Mr. Hartmann was hoping
you'd be able to meet

him here at El Faro. In an
hour. He has some information

about Jay Sutherland. But he requested
specifically that you don't involve the police.

I'm needed out of the office for a
couple of hours, so you're in charge.

Why?

I'll explain later. Just call
me if you need anything.

You hear that Carl?

I'm the 'Jefa'.

Good, I'm going to need
your expertise on this one.

What are they here for?

Emergency passport.
One of them lost her bag.

Might want to hold your breath.
They are both sweating pure ethanol.

So...

Girls holiday is it?

- We're celebrating our birthdays.
- Ah!

- Guess how old?
- We're 50.

Do you mind if we
just get on with this?

Of course.

Which one of you lost the bag?

Me.

I had my passport in it, purse.

Luckily my phone wasn't in it.

Have you cancelled
all your cards?

Of course.

And where do you
think you lost it?

I don't know.

We had quite a bit
to drink last night.

Um, maybe the hotel bar.

Oh, OK. What's the
name of the hotel?

Why do you need that?

Well, they could have CCTV. They can
check to see if it might have been stolen.

It wasn't.
I.. umm...

I left it in the toilets.

I remember now.

Have you checked
with lost property?

Yeah, of course I have.
I'm not a total fucking idiot.

Sorry.

- We're both a bit hungover
- That's fine.

I do still need the name of the hotel
for the emergency passport form, so...

We're staying at the Sarafina.

Could you hold on a moment?

You've got to mate that works
at the Sarafina, haven't you?

Define mate.

Could you ask him to check something
for me? Those women are staying there,

and one of them had her bag nicked,
but for some reason she's covering it up.

Oh, it's awkward. Last
time he got a bit... clingy.

Would you blame him?
You are sex on legs.

- Mm-hmm, flattery won't work.
- What about alcohol?

Fine.

You owe me two drinks
and happy hour don't count.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Thank you for coming
at such a short notice.

Your lawyer said you know
something about Jay Sutherland.

Yeah, I think we may have
found someone with information.

I mean...

You know I'm the consul,
I'm not a police officer.

Yes, of course, but
you have clearly been

instrumental to the
investigation up to this point.

But if it makes it
feel uncomfortable...

Go on.

We've had a tip off. A girl who claims
she knows something about Jay's death.

Who?

A girl called Lola.

She's nervous. She won't
say anything unless she

has assurances that it
won't come back to her.

I think she's been in trouble
with the police in the past.

She won't talk to them and
she won't talk to my people.

Look it might be a dead end, but
I thought it was worth looking into.

Umm..

I have an address of
the salon she works in.

Put your number on my
phone, I text you the details.

So.. you want me to talk to her?

Yeah, you obviously care
about Jay and his father.

I have a hunch she'd trust you.

I don't know the area.

Would you like me
to come with you?

You're busy. Surely?

You know. I liked Jay.

I want the truth too.

Thanks for waiting.

- Where's your friend?
- Oh, she's just gone to the bathroom.

Turns out we know someone
who works at the Sarafina.

I gave him a quick
ring, see if he could help.

The barman says
you met someone

last night.
A man.

So?

Look, there's no
judgment from me.

But it does make things
easier if you tell me the truth.

I'm wondering if maybe he had something
to do with your bag going missing.

Why?

Because there's no way a young man would want
to shag me unless he was going to rob me.

No, no.

We met on a dating app.

It was completely consensual.

We both had a great time.

I'm sure you did. But that doesn't
mean he didn't also steal from you.

He didn't.

Yeah. Okay.

Why not get in touch with him?

Put your mind at rest.

I don't have his number.

What about his

profile on the dating app?

He deleted it.

I checked this morning.

Let's head down to the police station.
We can go through all the details there.

Look, I'm only here for
another couple of days. I don't

want to waste my holiday
sitting in a police station.

It wouldn't take that long.

And chances are this
isn't a random thing.

If you report it, you could
stop him targeting more victims.

Please.

I just want an emergency passport.
We can forget about the bag.

Come on.

Don't let a bit of hurt pride get
in the way of doing the right...

Sorry!

Who the hell do
you think you are?

You haven't got a first clue.

Have you?

Sadie.

Could you stay while she sorts out
the forms? I'm gonna get a coffee.

Uhh..

I'm so sorry. I didn't
mean to upset her.

It's not you.
Honestly.

It's a cheating scumbag
of an ex-husband.

A best friend, who bullied her into

shagging a bag thief.

And top it all off with a
big dose of the menopause.

You were just
in the firing line.

The other city, that's what
they call this part of Barcelona.

The land was earmarked
as a cemetery, but

planning never went ahead
because it was too damp.

Okay for the living though.

My favourite restaurant
is just down the street.

Best calamari in Barcelona.

How come you know
so much about the area?

I grew up in this neighbourhood.

We moved to Berlin when I was 10.

I asked my colleague
to meet me here.

Thanks for your help.

I need you to interpret, I'm not quite
sure my Catalan is up to this one.

Reassure her that we're
not police. Tell her that

we're just here supporting
Jay's dad, and he's

desperate to know what
happened to his son, and then

tell us he won't be in
trouble for talking to us.

I know why you're here.

You're here about Jay, right?

We're not police

We work at the
Consulate and we've been

supporting Jay Sutherland's
dad since his death.

It's my boyfriend...
Ex-boyfriend.

He's a bouncer.

He's crazy. Gets
drunk. Says things.

What things?

It might be nothing. He
makes things up sometimes.

I don't want this to
come back to me.

Her ex is a bouncer.
He sounds scary.

She reckons he came back
one night and said something.

- What?
- She's back tracking.

Saying he might be lying.

Okay, what the...

Tell her she's doing
the right thing and if she

didn't think it was true
she wouldn't be so scared.

Tell her that we can help her.

We'll help you.

If you knew he was lying,
you wouldn't be so scared.

He said...

He said he'd kill me.

Like he killed that
kid on the yacht.

He said... he
said he killed Jay?

Would she come
with us to the police?

Would you tell
this to the police?

What if he comes after me?

She's scared he
will come after her.

We can talk to Castells. Tell
her we can get her protection.

We'll talk to the
inspector in charge.

He'll make sure you're
safe. We promise..

Lola....This is your chance
to escape him for good.

I know you think
you're powerless, but

you're not, you have a voice.

You can give Jay's dad answers.

You've got nothing
to be embarrassed by.

Can we stop talking about it now? I
just want to forget it ever happened.

Hair of the dog?

If that's the only option.

It's the guy from last night.

He's texted me.

Cheeky git!

What's he saying? Can
I get your pin number?

What?

What is it?

Do you know this
bouncer? Dante Campana?

No, I wasn't responsible
for the security on the yacht.

I assume he works for an agency.

Well...

Thank you.

No, thank you for going
out of your way like this.

She would not have talked to me.

He was checking you out?

He was pointing his eyes in my direction
because we were having a conversation.

Hey, I'm not the vetting Gestapo.

Hi, Alba Ortiz speaking.

Gillian?

Okay all right, slow
down, where are you?

Okay, give me half an hour,
I'll come and meet you. Yeah.

That was one of the women I dealt
with earlier. Something's happened.

I said I'd go to the hotel after
I dropped you at the consulate.

Okay, can you handle it?

How do you make being
the boss looks so easy?

Hi.

Thank you for coming.

I didn't know who else to call.

Oh no, no, that's okay.

What's happened?

That bloke sent Sadie a message.

He filmed us.

Having sex.

On his phone.

He's put it on a porn site.

He's um...

asking for 5,000
euros to take it down.

I have 24 hours to pay.

Sadie, I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

It's mine for being such
a gullible fucking idiot.

You know

why the hell

did I think he would
be interested in me?

You're not gullible.

You'll the victim of
a horrendous crime.

I have to pay him.

Sadie.

You've done nothing wrong.

You shouldn't be punished.

We have to report
him to the police.

You can see everything!

The scars, the cellulite, one tit
two sizes bigger than the other.

I have to get it taken down.

That is exactly what
he's banking on.

He's using shame.

as a weapon to stop you
from reporting him but...

you're not the one who
should be ashamed, he is.

I just want this to be over.

I know you do.

But.

If you pay him now.

There's no guarantee
he's not going to ask for

more money and this
nightmare could go on and on.

Please let me help you.

A video call in the
middle of the day.

You must be missing me.

You're not coming
to visit are you?

Look, the Sutherland case has become
a murder inquiry and I'm just tied up

helping liaise with the police and then
I have this stupid vetting review and...

I'm just up to my eyes.

Are you supposed to be
getting so involved with the case?

You could just say you're disappointed.
You don't have to try and undermine me.

I'm not trying to.

I am disappointed.

I actually do miss you.

It's been six weeks.

I know. You know I
wouldn't cancel lightly.

At least you'll pass your
interview with flying colours.

One clean as a whistle boyfriend.

You've never been
near an overdraft limit.

Not on social media.

No drug party photos.

- There's nothing to fail.
- I'm not that boring.

Joke.

I'm sorry, I have to go.

Bye.

I don't need to see any more.

Thank you.

For bringing it to us.

Our cyber team will
try and contact the site.

But I have to warn you.

Policing the Internet
is almost impossible.

Even if we do shut it down.

Other sides can pop up.

What about the other videos.
Those women could be victims too.

No one else has reported him.

So we have no way
of contacting them.

Plus, there's nothing to prove they've
been filmed without their consent.

That's what you think?

I have a quit and let him
do this and then backed out?

- She isn't saying that, Sadie. Are you?
- No.

No.

There's a lot of stigma around these
crimes and they're not always reported.

I'm grateful to you
for coming forward.

- Can we trace him?
- We'll do everything we can.

But he'll have used a VPN so
his computer won't be traceable.

And you can guarantee he
won't have a contract phone.

So what happens now?

We've got your statement.

Okay, and we'll be in touch if
we need to ask more questions.

And of course, let us know
immediately if he contacts you again.

And please...

Don't pay him the blackmail.

Can you believe this guy?

Hiding behind the internet while he uses
it to torment women. It's so fucked up.

And the worst thing is
he could get away with it.

No, you've done what you can. Most women
wouldn't even report this kind of thing.

Exactly.

What if there are more victims
that haven't come forward?

I could go through the database.

See if there's any other
women who've reported

bag thefts. Get in touch
and ask, you know..

What? "if they've had a
shag the night before?"

I can do tactful.

Please Laura.

Okay.

What did Castells
say about the bouncer?

They're picking you
up tomorrow morning.

He will be arrested.

Police!

Police. Get up

What the fuck are you doing?

Get off me, get out!
Get your hands off me!

Police bitch.

How was your flight?

I'm sorry

Laura. let's

not do small talk.

We've arrested the man.

And he's confessed to
accidentally killing your son in a fight.

We have charged him

with manslaughter.

Manslaughter!

Well, a confession is good Colin.
It means the trial won't drag on.

My son was murdered.

The life was beaten out of him.

He wasn't accidentally killed.

He claims the fight
got out of hand.

It wasn't pre-meditated.

How is he?

This bouncer? Did he
work with Jay at El Faro?

Dante Campana....

He was an agency worker, so

Jay didn't know him. No one did.

He....

covered up. I mean, he tried to cover
his tracks. Doesn't that make him guilty?

He admits he panicked and threw
the jet ski in the water with Jay's body.

I wanna see him.

The bouncer.

I want to hear it from him.

I'm afraid that's not possible.

And you believe
he did all of this

on his own?

We haven't found any
evidence to contradict it.

So that's it?

It's all over.

Look, I know it must feel
like an anti-climax, but...

at least now you
and your family have

the truth.

So I spoke to the
ambassador this morning.

And he's delighted that justice has
prevailed for Jay Sutherland's family.

And he wanted me to
pass on his congratulations

to you all for a careful
handling of what

of what's been a
very sensitive case.

Well, special big up
to super brain, Laura.

Agreed. It's been impressive to watch
you work, but it's good that we can now...

re-focus our efforts back
onto consular matters.

Any other business?

Inspectora García

thinks the suspect in the revenge
porn case could be a serial offender.

So I've been contacting
female tourists who've

reported lost possessions
in the last six months.

See if I can find any
more of his victims.

Shouldn't the
police be doing that?

Well, it's under their
radar. The whole

reason this man gets
away with it is because

women feel too
ashamed to report him.

We have to respect that
that's also their choice.

And just because you don't feel any
shame doesn't mean that other people don't.

If they want to forget
about it, that's their right.

That's the whole point though.

He relies on women feeling
that way to get away with it.

If I can help get rid of the
stigma, he loses his power.

Have you had any success?

Not yet, but I've left some
messages I'm hoping to hear back.

- Then I'd like you to stop there.
- Oh, come on!

Look, Alba's hunch on
this has been spot on so far.

I would rather she spent
one more day following this

through than risk
overlooking potential victims.

Fine. But can
you stay across it?

These arrived for you.

Wish I had a grown up boyfriend?

I've cleared your diary for
the vetting review, by the way.

Oh, thanks.

Did you get it?

Huhh?

The email I sent you.

I'm just been speaking to this woman
who has the exact same story as Sadie.

She met a guy on a dating app and slept
with him and then the next day - blackmail.

Except she paid up.

And went back to the UK trying to
forget about it. Of course, she can't.

Nice theory, Sam. Anyway,
the point is she had a

screenshot of his dating
profile. She just sent it over.

He looks so

normal, don't he?

What's that? Isn't that the
fishing experience company?

What?

Tourist thing they can...

pay to spend the
day on a fishing boat.

Ummm..

Here...

- We got him.
- You got him.

I call García.

YES!!

- I'll text you his work address.
- Thank you Inspectora García.

I've got news.

Is Sadie here?

What?

We're meant to be picking up
her passport. She's not answering

her phone and her room's
empty. And she's checked out.

Well, how was she this morning?

Quiet.

Though she just needed
head-space, so I let it go.

OK, well, look, she hasn't
picked up her passport

so she must still be
here in Barcelona.

Is there anywhere that
she might have gone?

I really don't know.

The stalker app.

Stalker app?

She's anal about checking in
with her kids. They've got this

app that tells them where
they are. I'll find out from them.

OK, I'll get my car keys.
I'll meet you out front.

But what about
your vetting review?

What about it?

She's heading east towards Badalona.
We found another victim. She sent us

a screenshot which showed us where
he worked. I've told Inspectora García.

That's him.

Are they arresting him?

They're at the dock's
now, picking him up.

Oh, she's stopped
moving. She's at San Lluc.

Where's that?

It's a bridge over the
railway, heading out of the

city. It's pretty deserted
from where I remember.

What's she doing there?

Are you sure?

Do they know where he is?

Let me know as
soon as you find him.

Mateo didn't show up for work today.
Police is headed to his home address.

Oh, where's that?

The same direction as us.

Sadie might be
meeting him there.

The money.

Quick!

Quick!

Quick! Come on!

Why did you do it?

Come on.

You enjoyed it.

How dare you?

Fuck You!!

Fuck You!!

Sade...

Sadie..... are you okay?

How the hell did
you? How... did you?

The stalker app.

Honey what happened?

He texted me again. Said
he was gonna send the video

to all my contacts if I didn't pay
up. I had the cash, I was gonna...

Oh God! His arrogance.

God, I told him
to go fuck himself.

We have searched him and
we found two phones full of

videos of multiple women
plus messages extorting money.

You've stopped a serial offender,
Sadie. So, Inspectora García. wants

you to come to the station and make
your final statement. Is that okay?

Okay.

I'll come with you.

And then we should get an early
night 'cause we have flights tomorrow.

Listen to Grandma over there.

It's our last night.

Know anywhere
good. For just cocktails.

After today I'm gonna
need strong ones.

He's been charged. The
evidence is that good,

García reckons he could
face up to 14 years.

Great, well done.

Will you get in trouble

for not going to
the vetting thing?

Ahh.
Fuck them.

Is this really Laura
Simmonds or an imposter?

By the way, it's um...

It's six.

Oh, six. That is so you!

What? What do you mean?

It's just a perfect number. Let me guess.
First love, couple of one night stands,

second love, holiday romance, and
then Tom. Lil' Miss Perfect all the way.

Well... I'm not
that predictable.

Well, let's go for a drink and
you can tell me all about them.

I can't tonight, I'm sorry.

Oh, definitely still Laura.

I see you tomorrow.

Hello.

This is your
favourite restaurant?

Yeah.

You hate it already?

I'm no snob, but...

But the calamari better be good.

Thank you for the flowers.

Yes, I really appreciated
everything you did with Lola.

- Wine?
- Yeah.

So, how long have you
worked with Mariona Cabell?

See.
Inter-talk shop.

Watch as my ego deflates.

No, you just seem to have
a close working relationship.

I used to work with a father

but when he retired he
handed over to Mariona.

First of all, I thought it
was a disadvantage, but...

then I saw her in action.

She's good?

She's brilliant.

but we're not together
if that's what you asking.

If I want to know
something, I tend to just ask.

Tell me how's Jay's dad?

Lost.

He must have been
grateful for your support.

You meet people when they're
going through something really intense.

and then you step into
it with them for a while.

But then they leave.

And that's it.

The rest of their story
plays out somewhere else.

Yes, but you obviously
enjoy it, your job.

Yeah, I do. I love it.

Although I should

probably learn
to clock off earlier.

According to my
boyfriend anyway.

Your boyfriend?

Yeah, he thinks I need to get
my work-life balance in order.

You know - I never understood
this idea of a work-life balance.

Is it when you're working
your pause the living part?

Shut down who you are

to earn money and then

outside of your job, you
become the real you?

Seems a strange
way to live to me.

Yeah, me too.

- Shall we order?
- Yes.

So now that everything's tied up

we can get Kingfisher
back on track.

I don't want to
waste any more time.

The wedding date has been set.

- When?
- May the 18ᵗʰ.

Is everyone in?

Fabian just sent out the
invitations this afternoon.

We should have confirmation
from the Irish soon.

How's his mood? Is he
confident of pulling it off?

His mood's good

considering who he's
having dinner with.

Miss Simmonds.

Laura?

I don't think they knew
each other that well.

I suggested he get her
to talk to that girl Lola.

- You shouldn't have done that.
- It worked.

What's a big deal?

Why is she having
dinner with him?

They like each other.

Why are you so concerned?

Because

It's dangerous, Mariona. She's
no idea what he's involved in.

She's got no idea what
you're involved in either.

I had a great evening.

Thank you.

Well, we can share a cab as
we're both going the same way.

Sure.
Yeah.

So this is me.

Can I come up?

You weren't lying
about being direct.

I'd love you to come up, yes.

Well, I should go.

Why? Cleaner
doesn't arrive until 11.

I've been at work for
three hours by then.

I had a lovely evening.

Me too.

Hello?

Why don't you answer
your bloody phone?