All language subtitles for The Romeo Section s01e04 Fragrant Harbour.eng

Previously on "The Romeo Section"...

Taylor Gascoyne?

I have a message
from your mother.

I just don't want her saying the wrong
thing to the wrong person right now.

I'm just looking for
my fair share of the spoils,

and I will take over
that fucking crew.

So... she goes to rehab.

This is the key
to the basement apartment.

We're supposed to stay here.

So how are we going
to work together?

[Wing Lei]: We are everywhere.

At the same time,
we are nowhere.

We don't handle anything
but the big picture.

S01E04
Fragrant Harbour

sync and corrected by ninh
www.addic7ed.com

[bird chirping]

[chirping and tweeting]

[speaks soothingly in Chinese]

[cell doors creaking]

[doors clank shut]

[footsteps echo]

[door locks buzz]

[coughing]

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Waxing his car
every Saturday morning

in old Wan Chai.

He would sit there and smoke

and watch all the ships
come and go.

I wish he were here
to see me with you.

Me too.

[coughing thickly]

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Now read it back to me.

Foxtrot, Bravo, Echo, Kilo,

6-9-0-0...

The general tells me you have friends
down at the docks.

I wouldn't be here if I didn't.

Ruf'...

[cell phone buzzes]

[turns phone off]

[cell phone ringing]

I'm busy right now.

Are you with Vince?

Yes. I'll call you back.

I need to see you tonight.

Yeah, okay. Whatever you want.

Vince is trying to sell
my fucking house.

He told Cindy not to tell me.

He's making his move.

Make sure it lands safely.

I gotta go. I'll call you.

We need to figure this out
before he does anything.

Okay, gotta go. Bye.

Need you to go see
our friend down on the docks.

From Vince.

This is the rehab
your cousin went to?

Yeah.

Five or six years ago,
he was slamming meth.

My aunt and uncle had to
change all the locks,

the whole thing.

He's all better?

Fully.

He started his own
bridal shop business

in New West.

So, what'd they do,
like, an intervention?

Nope.

They just straight-up
kidnapped him.

Grabbed his legs,

threw him on a private jet.

[snaps fingers] Done and done.

How much did that fucking cost?

30k. All in.

30?

I want you to take care of this.

Now he's asking me
to kidnap his fucking wife.

In order to accomplish
what exactly?

To get her to rehab.

He thinks there's no other way.

And what do you think?

I think he's right.

Well, it's not really my place
to tell you to kidnap her

or don't kidnap her,

but my advice is

leave these kind of things
to the professionals.

But if I, uh...

if I were to do it,

hypothetically...

[chuckles]

"Hypothetically."

Well, get her when she's weak.

From a secure, indoor location,

after a binge,
when she's vulnerable.

Make sure you have
a minimum of five bodies,

one for each limb
and one for the head.

Take away her air and her sight

as quickly as you can.

Use a panel van,
slam her full of opiates,

enough to knock her out,

but not so much
that you kill her.

You've done this once or twice?

If this thing goes sideways,

and...

they usually do,

and you end up with
a kidnapping charge,

just know that that's not one
I can make disappear.

[beeps door code]

Tony, is it?

I understand you're
in the movie business.

I made a couple
gangster pictures.

Documentaries.

Fiction.

What's your story?

They picked me up
trying to fly to Los Angeles

on false papers.

I got bold, what can I say?

So, now you're headed back to one of those
five-star labour camps

in the People's Republic.

I'm prepared to do whatever it takes
to avoid that.

Whatever it takes.

I can be helpful.

Quanxi.

You know what that means?

Sure.

"Social capital."

And I got a lot of it.

Not right now, you don't.

I know people here.

Politicians. Ex-cops, agents.

Vancity is where the real
gangsters come to lay low.

Really?

Let's hear some names.

Ah, well.

The Yuen Brothers.

Victor and Newell.

Loan sharks.

Big time.

I know for a fact they're
wanted back on the mainland.

They financed part of
my last picture in Hong Kong.

Winston Santos. The banker.

He also finances movies.

Sounds like the movie business
is a good business to be in.

Susie Mah.

I see her around all the time.

Is she also in show business?

Real estate,

and she runs
a couple big charities.

She also runs a casino in Macau,

I bet you didn't know that.

So, you see, Tony,

you are going to have to dig
really deep, my friend,

to surprise me.

I haven't slept
in 48 fucking hours.

Okay, tell you what.

I... am going to leave you this,

and when I come back,

this page is gonna be
full of names.

Every interesting person
that you have ever met.

What do you think?

He's a bit desperate.

He's just too willing,
too forthcoming.

Somehow, the prospect
of facing a firing squad

does that to a man.

The PRC wants this guy back
on embezzlement charges.

Feels like a dangle.

I should toss him back?

No, let him stew a while,

see what bubbles up.

Fred Foy from San Diego

wants a sit-down in the morning.

What's he doing
all the way up here?

I think he's interested
in joining your church.

Yeah, well, we're not
taking on any new members.

Come by the office.
We'll discuss.

[moaning and grunting]

[car shocks squeaking]

[grunting and gasping]

[gasping in ecstasy]

[sighing in satisfaction]

Jesus.

Been a while, I guess.

Absence makes
the heart grow fonder.

[chuckles]

So, what's Vince saying today?

He's talking about
rehab for you.

[snorting]

Where? I'm curious.

Somewhere local, I think.

That cheap fucker.

California wouldn't be
too much to ask.

I think he's legitimately
trying to help you.

What's his plan for me?

He's gonna kidnap you.

[laughs]

I'd like to see him try.

That's the plan.

What if I just go willingly?

I don't think he'll buy that.

You need to really sell this.

If you're in rehab,

you won't get nailed
for doing Vince.

Nobody will suspect you.

The only way I'd get nailed
is if you rat me out.

I'm saying
take a couple weeks off.

I'll do what needs to be done.

You get back,
the whole thing's taken care of.

It makes sense.

Malcolm Song?

Yeah?

That's one I don't know.

Military attache.

He bounced around
the consulates for years.

He still around?

He comes, he goes.

He's retired,

but I don't think
he's so retired,

if you know what I mean.

Any family?

Not that I know.

Ah... Tony,

those names are useless to me.

You're joking.
Those are some big fish.

No.

You're going to have to do
an awful lot better than that

to overturn
the deportation order.

You know, these days,
we pride ourselves

on our relationship
with the PRC.

We try to help them out
whenever possible.

Then help me help you.

Give me some direction.

Talk to me about
the Red Mountain Boys.

What do you want to know?

I want to know about
leadership here in town.

You want to know
about the General.

General Wu.

You know him?

Never met him,
nor have I met anybody who has,

but that's what they say...

he's here.

Here, where?

I have no idea.

Why do they call him
the General?

Because he's
an actual fucking General.

He was one of Mao's Red Army guys
who got thrown in prison

during the cultural revolution,

and when he got out,

he brought half a fucking army
with him to Hong Kong.

I think you're getting
the hang of this, Tony.

[coughs]

[coughing and hacking]

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[answers in Chinese]

The general wishes to see you.

About what?

Is there a problem?

He wishes to see you
in person immediately.

[door locks buzz]

[gates clank shut]

I hear things
are moving smoothly.

Your shipment is secure.

We'll have it off the boat
very soon.

I'm going to suggest

to my leaders in Hong Kong

to reward your loyalty

by making you
a member of our brotherhood.

I'm honored.

It is unorthodox,

but I want to ensure
a long and lasting partnership,

long after I'm gone.

Me too.

Thank you, General.

Al came to see me.

He did?

What does he want from you?

We had dinner.
It took four hours,

but eventually he circled around

to asking about Martha Gascoyne.

What about her?

The nature of your relationship.

I didn't lie for you.

I won't lie.

I'll be selectively
dishonest, Wolf,

that's all our history buys you.

Thanks, I appreciate that.

I told him Martha was
one of your recruits,

and like all your recruits,

it became quite
an emotional tangle,

and like all good tangles,

eventually you got fed up

and put it
in a drawer somewhere.

In this case, that drawer
was Guangdong Province.

You give me too much credit.

Martha's been
happily married for 20 years.

Yes, poor Daniel Gascoyne

happened to be standing
in the right place

at the right time
to catch her fall.

I've got nothing
to be guilty about.

Nobody said anything
about feeling guilty.

I've been in touch
with their son, Taylor.

Is he yours?

[scoffing] No, I don't think so.

[dog barks distantly]

I'm going to try and get
a message back to Martha through him.

I'm going to make
a polite suggestion

that you not make the situation

any worse than it is.

She was one of my recruits.

I can't just leave her there.

There it is.

There what is?

The guilt of the conquistador.

Trying to plant a shrub
after scorching the earth.

Bad news.

What?

Another dead koi.

Oh, no.

He jumped out.

No, no, no, no... no.

Third one in three months.

Why are they doing that?

Something has changed.

A parasite.

Yes, maybe a parasite.

I'd love to sit down
with Miguel Padilla,

clear a few things up.

Only so much we can do, Fred.

This is a refugee situation.

I'd like to help,

but we haven't
zeroed in on him yet.

You're an independent.
You do contract work?

That's right.

Yeah, I was thinking of
doing that myself

in the next couple of years.

Seems to be booming,
good money I hear.

I wouldn't know. This is Canada.

Gentlemen,

I believe the topic here

is the refugee Padilla.

And just between us,
Padilla has moved up in status.

We think that he might be able
to help us validate

some key sources in Mexico.

I'm sure you gentlemen
would understand

that we would be very grateful,

toss you some work.

Oh, that's very kind,

but I'm not accepting
any new clients at the moment.

You watching him?

He's in hiding somewhere.

- Has he filed his refugee claim?
- Not that I'm aware of.

Okay, you guys need to know

that I always repay a favour.

You need something,
whatever it is, you just ask.

I have the resources.

Onwards and upwards.

Same to you.

He didn't come
all the way from San Diego

just for that.

Maybe he didn't come
from San Diego at all.

You know he's stationed here?

I'm on a call with
Ottawa in the morning

about Miguel.

My bet is,

they're going to draw
a line through him.

So, is he blowing smoke,

or should I be spending
more money on him?

Well, I think

we should just hold
onto him a little longer.

I need to get the whole story.

Find out if we're
getting ripped off here.

Well, you'd better get on it.

You surprise me, Uncle.

Why?

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Unconventional.

Uncertain.

As with all things,

even death.

Who do we suppose

is the biggest drug cartel
in history?

Not the Sinoloa Cartel.

Not Juarez.

Not the Mafia.

Not the Triads.

No, the title goes

to the British
East India Company.

Nobody before or since has
enjoyed the kind of monopoly

that the Company did in opium,

not even close.

They controlled everything.

They controlled supply,

the fields,

shipping.

They set the prices.

Opium flows into the colonies,

and silver
flows back to the Queen.

Until one day,

the Emperor decides
he's had enough,

he's gonna crack down,
and he confiscates 20,000 barrels

of opium.

How do the British react?

They launch a brutal
and aggressive war,

which brings the Chinese
to their knees.

All of this
in the name of free trade.

Taylor,

thanks for coming.

I, uh, talked to
my mother on the phone.

The consulates were
able to arrange it.

How did she sound?

Okay, I guess.

They only gave us five minutes.

Can you remember what she said?

She said she was confident

the two governments
would work things out.

Was your father on the call?

No.

Did she say why not?

She said he was
otherwise occupied.

"Occupied."

Was that
the exact word she used?

Does that mean something to you?

She could be saying that
your father has been turned,

that his mind has been occupied.

I'm sorry.

The editor of "Western Strategy"
just emailed me.

He loves my paper on sanctuary.

If you're cool with it,

I'd like to acknowledge
you as a co-author,

not to ride on your coattails.

Well, that's kind,

but I'd prefer not
to be acknowledged.

What's his interest
in sanctuary, do you know?

Probably thinks

it's something
the public cares about.

Well, I'd agree with that.

If you don't care,

the public won't
give a shit either.

I'm into it.

I've been reading
about it all night,

the law seems
very discretionary.

Very sketchy.

[typing]

[beeps an alert]

Yeah, I'm having trouble
with the database.

We all are.

It's gone wonky
across the board.

I've got analysts
screaming at me

from all over the country.

What's the issue? Is it a hack?

It's the Gods keeping
everybody on their toes.

What do you need to look up?

I'm right in front of
the backup server here.

Ah, it's nothing important.

Just let me know
when it's back up and running.

Is there anything else,
Mr. McGee?

Can I collect your drycleaning?

Any other little chores?

Actually, if you have a moment,
my toilet's plugged as well.

[sighs]

- Hi, there you are.
- Hi.

I was wondering, um,

drinks later?

My place?

I'd love to,

but I've got a dinner
I can't get out of.

Anybody I know?

Sorry. None of my business.

It's the Dean.

I was cornered into it.

He has some sort of proposal
he wants to talk about.

Well, maybe another time, then.

What about after?
You come by my place?

I can do that.

Okay.

_

It's on the move.

Here we go.

It's in a cargo yard
off the docks.

We've got eyes on it.

So do we.

How do we offload?

A two-ton truck
should handle it.

We'll drive right on the lot.

As long as we've got
the right waybill,

we're good.

Stay close to your phone.

[traffic honking,
jackhammers rattling]

I need a pack of cigarettes,
please. Quickly.

Yes, sir.

What kind?

I don't know, the red ones.

[girls enter, laughing]

[laughter echoes dreamily]

[breathing hard]

[Wolfgang]:
I want to meet with Miguel.

He's not going to go for that.

Why wouldn't he?

He doesn't trust anybody,
why would he trust you?

Well, maybe you can convince him

I'm a good guy to talk to.

How am I supposed to do that?

Be convincing.

He likes you, doesn't he?

Yeah.

So, tell him his best chance
is to talk with me.

I can advise him.

I can't do that.

Why not?

I don't want to screw him over,
I want to help him.

Ultimately, I have to figure out
what the story is

and whether I can
sell him up the ladder or not.

If I can't, and we walk away,

then poor Miguel is on his own.

Look, maybe this is all

just a little too much for you.

It's not too much for me.

Then the best way to help him...

is to gain his trust.

However you want to do that.

What now?

Don't take your eyes off it.

[whispering] Come in, come in.

Why are we whispering?

[laughing] I don't know.

Feels like we're doing
something wrong, doesn't it?

Well, that's
half the fun, isn't it?

Come on in.

How was your dinner?

Oh, endless.

I was just opening a bottle.

This is lovely.

How long have you been here?

Always.
I grew up here.

This is your family home?

Yes, but they never lived here.

They bought it so I could
go to school here.

And they left you all alone
in their investment?

Since the seventh grade,
it's been my castle.

Me and the maid
and the gardener.

That must have been lonely.

Yes.

It was.

[knocking]

It's me!

[knocking persistently]

- Where have you been?
- I was worried.

What happened?

Nothing.

Hey...

It's okay, it's okay.

I'm losing my mind in here.

I'm sorry.

It was a traffic accident.

A limousine going way too fast
climbing the hill out of town,

and hit a family
coming over the top.

The passengers
abandoned the car.

Three men.

A military man,
a narco and a policeman.

The Holy Trinity.

It fell to me to prosecute.

The limousine driver
kept a logbook.

From that I learned

that not only he drove
for the cartel boss,

but, sometimes,
for each of these men,

the narco, the soldier
and the policeman,

on both sides of the border.

Naturally, he didn't want
to speak about his work,

but I put him under pressure.

Eventually, I learned
all there was to know

about these men.

I thought I'd clean up this mess
once and for all.

[chuckles ruefully]

I was a believer.

I was naive.

Who's this?

The girl they killed
with the limousine.

[Lily speaking quietly on phone]

I'm not changing the grade.

She can file as many official
complaints as she likes,

I'm not changing it.

I know her family
is a pain in the ass,

but if we let her in the door
at this stage,

trust me, they will not stop.

You can repeat what
I already told them,

which is, there's still
lots of term left,

plenty of opportunity
to bring her grade up.

Okay?

Good morning.

What's that you're using there?

Beer.

Oh. What for?

To kill the slugs.

They like the taste.

They crawl inside.

And they die in the cup.

Fantastic.

Making friends?

Yes.

I feel like my every move
is being watched.

Don't mind them.

They're not used to
me having visitors.

I'm honoured.

They've been taking care of me
since I was little.

Your mom and dad, are they...
still with us?

Yes.

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I don't think she likes me.

[laughs]

How did you get on to her?

She teaches at the university.

She cited a work of mine.

One thing led to another.

She cited your work.

An appeal to flattery.

People flatter me
every day, Helen,

they're not all agents.

She's been polishing
your apple since day one.

I know how to vet an asset.

You have an awfully
hands-on technique.

Look, she's intelligent,
beautiful,

she's in a unique
position of power.

She'd make a tremendous recruit.

Yeah.

She has people coming and going
through the university.

She's magnetic.

She has connections here,
she has connections over there.

Helen, I'm telling you,

she might be
Gold fucking Mountain.

How did you first notice her?

[sighs]

She walks past my window
every morning

on her way to class.

I evaluated her for months
before I ever acknowledged her.

She walked by your window
every morning?

Just waiting for you
to prick up and take notice.

You've got to admire
her patience.

It's impossible.

She walks like a duck,
she talks like a duck,

and she comes from
a long line of military ducks.

Your judgment is clouded.

She may very well turn out
to be Gold Mountain,

but... [scoffs]

I've seen this opera before.

Meaning what?

You climb the mountain,

you fall madly in love...

or obsess, or whatever
you want to call it...

you extract all the gold,

then the honeymoon
comes to an end,

and, slowly, they all become
traitors in your eyes.

That's not true.

Tell it to Martha Gascoyne.

[cell phone rings]

You have a problem down here.

The box has a tag on it.

What kind of tag?

I don't know,

looks like a GPS.

Don't touch it.

I'll call you back.

[lighter clicking uselessly]

[knocking]
[Vince]: Dee, open up.

[knocking]

[lighter clicking]

[knocking continues]

[lock unlatching]

Babe?

Fuck is all this?

It's okay, just
have a seat for a minute.

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no...

Dee, everybody
loves you here, please...

Everyone here
can fuck right off.

Move.

Sorry, Dee, not gonna happen.

Ah! Fuck...

[screaming in protest]

[groaning in pain]

Grab her legs. Grab her legs.

[Dee screaming]

[screaming and crying]

No! No!

Hit her, hit her. Hit her.

[screaming and sobbing]

[crying]

Flip her over, flip her over.

Flip her over. Tie her hands up.

[wailing and crying]

Shh...

[muffled screams]

Just relax!

Fuck you!

Shh! Shh...

No!

Shh...

Just relax.

[Dee crying]

Go start the van. Go.

Go, go, go, go.

Holy shit.

[screaming]

Get away from me!

[screaming]

[screams]

[screaming and sobbing]

Stop it!

Shh!

Ow! God!

[screaming
and roaring in protest]

Stop!

- They're trying to kidnap me!
- Open the door!

Call the police, please!
Call the police!

[screaming and crying]

[tires squealing]

She got you bad.

[Vince laughs]

Announcer: On the next Romeo Section.

She'd make a tremendous recruit.

Your judgment is clouded.

I'm going to reward your loyalty.

I'm making you a member
of our brotherhood.

Now, he's asking me to get out of rehab.

Announcer: The Romeo Section,
next Wednesday at 9:00 on CBC.

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