All language subtitles for Tracker - S01E12 - To Catch a Desserian

MAN: Hey, Nestov!

NESTOV: Vesser.
It'’s about time.

Well!
Ain'’t we stylin'?

This human body
looks good on you, Vesser.

Definitely a modest improvement
over your usual appearance.

Ha ha ha ha ha.

I see you haven'’t
lost your sense of humor.

Too bad.

Now, this isn'’t exactly
the best place

to conduct business,
so if you don'’t mind--

I like it here. It'’s dark.
Easy on the eyes.

Wish I could say
the same thing about you.

Heh heh heh heh!

Just kidding.

I'’m making small talk.

Humans call it "chitchat."

It'’s what happens
before they get down to--

Shut up.

Here'’s what he needs.

Lock picks,
alarm taps,

handheld laser torches,
digital key card codes.

That'’s a whole lot
of business.

5,000.

You get the other half
upon delivery tomorrow night.

I don'’t want your money.

You'’re renegotiating?

No, no, no, no, no.

I just got
a better deal.

Now check this out.

I give you the gear
free of charge.

Instead of giving me 10 grand,
you bring me in on the deal.

Cut me in for a little piece
of the action.

Forget it.
Zin'’ll never agree.

Aw, come on,
come on, come on.

A job this big?

Come on, he'’s gotta use
some extra help.

He'’s already got
the best there is.

You mean Zareth?

Ohh, she'’s good.

Got a magician'’s touch.

Whoo. So what'’s she supposed
to make disappear?

- Why do you want to know?
- I'’m just curious.

I mean, we'’re talking
about Zareth here.

She'’s--she's a legend!

Let'’s just say that
Zin seems to have developed

a sudden interest in art.

So Zareth'’s gonna steal
a piece of art.

Huh. Like what?

Um, painting or something?

What'’s with all
the questions?

I'’m just making
conversation.

Forgive me for taking
a little interest

in my client'’s work.

[ scoffs ]

[ sniffs ]

You smell that?

These bodies
we'’re cursed with.

They'’re actually
quite sophisticated.

[ sniffs ]

They even come
with a built-in lie detector.

- You'’re losing it, buddy.
- See, when humans lie,

they secrete
a particular pheromone.

It'’s subtle...

[ sniffs ]

But we Enixians
can smell it.

[ sniffs ]

You'’re a liar, Nestov...

[ sniffs ]

And I can smell it
all over you.

COLE: Let him go, Vesser.

- Tracker!
- Tracker!

Tracker.

No problem.

Ahh.

That'’s one way
to shed some weight.

Jess, I need you
to push some drinks.

Last call.
No pun intended.

She'’ll call you back.

There'’s no one there.

He hung up
5 minutes ago.

Who?

- Ewan.
- Ewan?

Ewan, Ewan,
like your ex-Ewan?

He said leaving me
was the worst mistake

he'’s ever made
and he'’s miserable without me.

Good. He deserves
to be miserable.

I know. It'’s like
some bad country song, isn'’t it?

He cheats me, dumped me,
broke my heart, but...

But what? You'’re not considering
going back to him, are you?

I don'’t know.

He wants to send me
a plane ticket.

What about Gordon?

Oh, I don'’t know. Been having
some problems lately.

Well, Jess, every relationship
has its problems,

but that doesn'’t mean
that you should consider

going back to some guy
who burned you.

- I know, but...
- Think about it.

You couldn'’t even stand being
in the same country as the guy,

and now all of a sudden,
he calls and you'’re considering

moving back to London
for him?

Whoa, I never said anything
about moving back to London.

Okay, good.

What did you say?

Just that if he wanted
me to consider it,

then he'’s gonna have to prove
to me that he'’s changed,

that he'’s really serious
this time.

I mean,
I am 23 years old.

The clock is ticking.

Honey, your clock hasn'’t
even been wound yet.

NESTOV:
How is this my fault?

You should have been
more subtle.

Vesser was right
to be suspicious.

Look, these
sting operations

don'’t exactly improve
my life expectancy.

I mean, I'’m putting
myself at risk

by showing up here
with you!

Who knows who else is
hanging out at this bar?

So, if it'’s okay by you,
I'’d rather not be involved.

No problem.

I can end your involvement
at any time.

- Point taken.
- Good.

I need a drink.
Scotch, double.

Sure, and how will
you be paying for that?

Cash.

Cash, Cole, cash.

COLE: For your trouble.

- 20?
- Mm-hmm.

- What about the rest?
- It'’s not your money.

It'’s not yours, either.
What are you gonna do with it?

We'’ll donate it
to your favorite charity.

Yeah, see?

I'’m my favorite charity.

Just like that.
Gone...like the wind.

[ door shuts ]

Scotch, double.

Something wrong?

You could say that.

What'’s up?

Well, the fact that
Zin probably knows

I'’m helping Cole,
my life is over--

that'’s what's up.

So, rumor has it
Zin'’s looking

to acquire a piece of art.
Nestov told me what happened.

Yeah, he'’s using
an escaped prisoner

named Zareth.

She'’s a Desserian.

On her home planet,
she'’s a master thief.

Any idea what she'’s
supposed to steal?

I cross-referenced
all the equipment on Zin'’s list

with every security schematic
of every museum and gallery

in the Chicago area.

And?

I came up with
13 possible matches.

Anyone at the top
of your list?

Mm-hmm.
Chicago Art Museum.

They do have
a great collection.

Mm-hmm.

But who'’s Mon-ette?

Mon-ette?

Mm-hmm.

Monet.

He was a French
impressionist, a painter.

Well, one of his paintings
has been loaned to the museum

from a collection in Paris.

It'’s being unveiled at a
private function tomorrow night.

Nestov said that
Zin'’s contact needed

his equipment by tomorrow.

That'’s why this museum
is at the top of my list.

COLE: Impression, Sunrise.

MEL: Monet'’s most
famous work...

Estimated at $50 million.

Zin will sell it,

use the money
to finance his operation.

Something wrong?

No. It just reminds me
of a place I know.

Home?

Hmm.

Did you have
sunrises on your planet?

Well, not the same as here.

Cirron'’s shape
is different than Earth'’s...

But the atmosphere--

when the sun is in
a certain position,

the colors are beautiful.

I need to get into
that function, Mel.

MEL: Well, the museum
only invites guests

who have made
substantial donations.

It'’ll be impossible
to get tickets.

Mm-mmm. I found a way.

Or not.

Metro Police is allocating

the best of their robbery
and homicide personnel

to run security
for the event.

Robbery and homicide?
That'’s--

Your friend Vic.

Cole, no, forget it.

No way. There--

I can'’t ask him for tickets.

Do I have to wear
this costume?

It'’s called a tuxedo.

It'’s uncomfortable, Mel.

Try wearing heels.

- Here.
- What?

Just try to relax.

What?

You look different.

Yeah, well...

you'’ve never seen me
dressed like this before.

It'’s nice.

Everyone at the gala'’s going
to be dressed in black tie.

Besides,
when you look good...

You feel good.

Well, you must feel
very good.

MAN: Hey, what are you
doing here?

[ chuckles ]

We should go.

Mel, do you want your bag?

Okay, now this is nice.

Why are they holding
each other like that?

You'’ve seen people
dance before.

They don'’t dance like that
at the Watchfire.

No, I guess they don'’t.
[ chuckles ]

It'’s romantic, huh?

Mel, I'’d like to learn
how to dance like that.

You would?

Yes.

Well, I promise that
when this is all over,

I'’ll teach you.

Okay.

The Monet is upstairs.

[ sighs ]

So how do you find
Zareth, exactly?

She'’s probably posing
as one of these guests.

There'’s gotta be at least
60 or 70 people here.

78, including
security and staff.

Well, what are you doing
talking to me? Go mingle.

- Mingle?
- Introduce yourself.

Make conversation...

Hello, Vic.

Hello, Cole.

It'’s Vic.

Mel, you look...

Good?

There isn'’t a word
in the English language

to describe
how you look tonight.

Actually, there are several.

Beautiful, pretty,
attractive...

- Mel, I--
- And gorgeous.

You look very attractive
yourself, Vic.

Handsome.

Thank you.

- Listen, uh--well--
- I'’m gonna go, um, mingle.

Okay.

Enjoy.

Wow.

Let'’s walk.

Hello.

VIC: So, what'’s
he doing here?

I invited him.

- Hmm.
- Is that a problem?

No, no.

I just thought
that when you called...

What?

Well, I thought you'’d be
coming alone, that'’s all.

Well, the invitation
said me and a guest.

Yes, it did.

Vic, you didn'’t think
that this was a date?

No, no, of course not.

I just thought we could
spend some time together.

You know, it'’s not like we get
to see each other that often.

[ sighs ]

Okay, I thought
it was a date.

MAN: Notice how the large-scale
format of the frame

establishes a restricted
focus within which

the geometric pattern
is established.

The preponderance of structural
simplicity in colors

evokes memories
of childhood.

It'’s as if the artist
is challenging us

not to abstract his work,

but rather to accept it
for what it is.

Looks like
3 horizontal lines to me.

MAN: That...

is the beauty
of modern art.

Two people can see
the same piece.

One sees a couple cans
of acrylic and a paint roller,

the other one sees
a masterpiece.

Bradford Kotan,
curator of the museum.

I don'’t think I know you.

I'’m Cole.

Well, why don'’t you have
another look, Cole?

You might have
missed something.

Bradley, why don'’t you
tell me a little bit

about the Rauschenberg
by the bar, hmm?

My pleasure.

I don'’t get it.

I could do that.

An 8-year-old
could do that.

[ chuckles ]

Now there'’s art
I can appreciate.

Ahh, isn'’t that
something special?

No, thank you.

Well, you'’re a cheap date.

No, I'’m not.
I'’m on duty.

There'’s a lot of cops
here tonight.

Yeah, we got a last-minute order
to double up security.

Why?

Well, we got a tip
from an anonymous caller.

Guy claims someone'’s
gonna lift the Monet.

Having a good evening?

I was just talking to Vic.

Apparently, the police
received a tip

that the Monet
was gonna...

be stolen. That'’s why
the security is so tight.

COLE: Hmm.

MEL: What are you doing?

Before we left,
I downloaded the guest list.

Been running some
background checks

on some of these people.

Find anything?

Mm-hmm.

Bradford Kotan,
curator of the museum.

I downloaded his
personal files.

Seems he started
only 10 days ago.

So, uh...Zareth poses
as the curator to get inside?

It would give her access
to all security areas,

including blueprints
and alarm schematics.

Well, if it is her,
the crowd is buying it.

COLE:
Zareth is a Desserian.

She has the innate ability
to blend into any situation.

Looks like that brunette'’s
blending into her pretty well.

[ indistinct chatter ]

MAN: We'’re on the northeast
stairwell,

headed for the control room.

Stand by
for the go-ahead.

Something'’s wrong.

What?

[ door buzzes ]

Go.

[ screaming ]

Claude Monet'’s
impression sunrise.

Produced in 1873,
it marked the beginning

of the artist'’s
atmospheric period.

In fact, this is the painting
that would eventually

give the impressionist
movement its name.

Good evening. I'’m here tonight
to relieve the museum

of this brilliant work of art.

MAN: I know, I know,

you'’ve all paid
a ridiculous amount of money

to sip champagne and view
the wonderful collection.

We apologize
for the confusion,

but there was a slight change
in agenda tonight.

For those of you
unfamiliar with the situation,

here'’s how it goes:

stay on the floor,
keep still, no heroics.

For those of you
that follow the rules,

you'’ll have a really good story
to tell your family and friends.

Well, I think we can
safely say we found Zareth.

- I don'’t think so.
- You don'’t think so?

Cole, the man is
robbing the museum.

That isn'’t Zareth.

Then who is she?

COLE: None of them.

On our home planet,
Zareth worked alone,

kept exposure to a minimum.

This approach
is too aggressive.

MEL: So, what, these guys just
happen to be robbing the museum

on the same night?

With Zareth,
there are no accidents.

Everything'’s done
for a reason.

Well, if it'’s not
one of these guys...

Then where is she?

[ whispering ]
Notice anyone missing?

The curator.

Now, you know, you'’re just
making this harder on yourself.

Look...look,
it can'’t be done.

We know the access
is from the hallway somewhere.

All we need is the codes.

Now, are you or are you not
the chief security guard here?

I am.

Well, then, you have
the codes. Now do it.

Look, it'’s impossible.

Well, if that'’s true,

then I have no reason
to keep you alive.

No, look, listen--listen,
it'’s impossible

because--you can'’t disable...

You can'’t disable the alarm
from this floor.

What do you mean
from this floor?

Max,

it'’s Leon.
We have a problem.

Well, sort it out yourself.

Something'’s wrong.

- What?
- The alarm.

- What about it?
- It'’s the only thing

stopping them from taking
the painting off the wall.

Ask him in a louder voice.

Then they'’ll
disable it, Cole.

But they can'’t.

I'’ll sort it out.

All right, which one of you
is in charge?

Come on, don'’t be shy.

If you don'’t mind,
we have a schedule here.

I am.

I'’m heading security detail
for Metro P.D.

Name?

Detective Vic Bruno.

Good. Come with me,
Detective Bruno.

That'’s a wonderful abstract
expressionist work there,

and I think the contents
of this woman'’s skull

will make a nice addition
to the canvas, don'’t you?

All right. Let'’s go.

- What are we gonna do?
- There'’s nothing we can do.

We can'’t draw attention
to ourselves.

Zareth probably
already knows I'’m here.

As long as she thinks I'’m busy,
she won'’t alter her plans.

What about all these people?
We have to help--

I can'’t take out
all the robbers at once, Mel.

I'’d be putting
these people at risk.

So, what, we just sneak out
and look for Zareth?

We'’re not sneaking anywhere.

Cole, you'’re not
leaving me here alone.

You'’ll be safer here, Mel.
Once I'’ve captured Zareth,

I'’ll come back for you
and the hostages.

Look, these guys
are everywhere.

How do you plan
on getting out of here?

I'’ll have to cause
a distraction.

Right.

Uh! Oh! Ohh!

MEL: Excuse me.

I have this terrible pain
in my stomach.

Could I please go
to the ladies room?

Ohh!

Okay.

I guess it can wait.

Look, it'’s like I say,

all the paintings are on a relay
except the Monet.

Uh-uh-uh-uh. Relay.

It means they'’re
linked together.

Thank you,
Detective Bruno.

I know what a relay is.

Via the central alarm,

but the Monet'’s
on a stand-alone.

The only way to disable it

is through
the central security hub.

And where'’s that?

Just tell him.

Sub-basement, level 2.

He'’s lying.
The schematics we have

show the Monet
linked to the central alarm.

Your information'’s wrong.

You don'’t strike me
as being a fan of the fine arts.

More of the beer-swilling,
football-loving type.

Now do you really want to die
over a stupid painting?

Look, the only way
is through the security hub.

Suit yourself.

All right. Hey, hey,
now hold on, hold on.

Now, look, I know
I'’m on the other side here,

but it seems to me
killing the one guy

who can help you
disable the alarm

isn'’t such a great idea.

You want that painting?
You need him to get it.

[ ding ]

Just looking
for the bathroom.

MAX: Who was that?

I don'’t know, one of the
hostages must have gotten away.

- Go have some fun.
- Right.

All right, let'’s go.

WOMAN:
No, no, no. Please.

MAN: All right,
all right, all right.

Leon. Leon, are you there?

Did you get him?

I got him.

I want a full search
of the building.

We have a hostage
on the run!

I don'’t care how
you get him.

I want you
to return him to me,

preferably in pieces!

[ radio static ]

[ buzzes ]

Let'’s go.
Get to work.

If you have any sense
of self-preservation,

you won'’t
do anything stupid.

It'’s okay, Darryl.
You can do it.

[ alarm ]

I swear, it wasn'’t me!

Oh, my God.

Vic!

That bullet
was meant for me.

He saved my life.

Easy.

Is there a doctor here?

Anyone?

We'’ve gotta put pressure on
the wound to stop the bleeding.

Get towels, tablecloths,
whatever you can find.

[ groans ]

- It wasn'’t him.
- What?

He didn'’t set off
the alarm.

Then who did?

- Cole.
- What?

I saw him when they
took us downstairs.

He must have tripped it.
[ groans ]

- No, it...
- He'’s trying to be a hero, Mel.

He'’s gonna get us
all killed.

Shh. You just need to try
and relax, Vic.

It'’s as if the artist
is challenging...

MEL: I think that brunette'’s
blending into her pretty well.

Zareth.

[ alarm ]

Bulletproof.
It was in the plans.

DARRYL: Easy.

This should help
slow the bleeding.

Well, what else can I do?

Pray that the cops
get here real fast.

We need to get him
to a hospital.

MAX: Phone.

It'’s Max.

How'’s it going?

Not very well.

Yes, it'’s very unfortunate,

especially
as the alarm schematics

that you gave to us
are completely wrong.

You'’re the one
that set this up,

and you are the one
that'’s gonna take the fall.

I'’m sure that the FBI would be
very interested to know--

Zin?

We'’ve been set up.

We'’ve got to get out of here
as quickly as we can.

[ dialing ]

[ ring ]

MALE OPERATOR: 911.
What'’s your emergency?

[ siren ]

[ tires screech ]

MALE OFFICER:
Cover the fire exits!

We'’re talking about a cop here,

Chicago P.D.,
and he losing blood fast.

[ groans ]

OPERATOR: The police
are on the scene, ma'’am.

Really? Well, why don'’t
I see them here?

This is a delicate situation.
We'’re doing our best.

[ cell phone rings ]

Mel?

Cole. Where are you?

COLE: I'’m in the
curator'’s office.

Get off the phone.
It'’s not safe.

You, stay down there.

Well, things can'’t get
much worse down here.

Vic was shot.

All right, calm down.
How bad is he?

Bad. I tried to stop
the bleeding,

but there'’s not much more
I can do.

What are you doing
up there?

LEON: Search the offices!
I want him!

Cole?

Cole?

I'’m here, Mel,
I'’m here.

What are you doing?

Looking for Zareth.
I'’m getting close.

I think you'’re looking
in the wrong place.

What do you mean?

I overheard that guy Max
talking on the phone with Zin.

Said something about the alarm
schematics being wrong.

Cole...

I think Max is Zareth.

Max isn'’t Zareth.

How can you be so sure?

Zareth killed the curator.

I thought you said
the curator was Zareth.

I was wrong.
Hold on, Mel.

MAX: [ whispering ]
Okay, concentrate.

Plan "B", 5 minutes.
You understand?

Plan "B" in 5.

Okay, 5, over.

Cole?

Yes, Mel?

So who is Zareth, exactly?

- The brunette.
- The brunette?

You mean the chick who was
flirting with the curator?

Yeah. She used his keycard
to set off the alarm.

Why would she set off
the alarm?

The same reason Zin contracted
those guys to steal the Monet

and then gave them
the wrong alarm schematics.

He set them up.

Yes, Zin even tipped
off the police

so they would focus
on the Monet,

but that was just
a distraction,

a diversion designed
to draw attention

away from Zareth'’s
real objective.

So Zin doesn'’t
even want the Monet?

No.

Well, what does he want?

I think I'’m about
to find out.

[ alarm ]

Yes, Lieutenant, this is
the man who holds the lives

of 50 hostages in his hands,
so listen carefully.

I want a helicopter with
a commercial pilot, no police.

When it arrives, we'’ll
release half the hostages.

When we'’re airborne,
we'’ll release the rest.

All right, I want half
against that wall,

half against that wall.

Now, 3 of these lucky people
will be coming with us.

They'’re our collateral.

1, 2, 3. When we'’ve landed
and we'’re sure

that nobody is following us,
they will be released.

You will be notified when
and where to pick them up.

Not that one.

That one is coming with us.

No, this is not
a negotiation process.

I am calling the shots

because if you think
you'’re coming in here...

You better bring
a lot of body bags.

MAX: Don'’t move.

Mel...

MAX: Keep your eyes peeled
all the time.

Some date, huh?

Next time,
you'’re taking me to a movie.

MAX: Watch the one
at the far end.

- I love you, Mel.
- Vic.

I know you don'’t feel
the same about me.

- That'’s all right.
- Vic.

I took you for granted.

I took you for granted.
I'’m sorry.

Vic, shh.
You just need to rest.

I just want you to know...

In case something happens.

MEL: You'’re gonna be okay.

We'’re gonna be fine.

ZARETH:
Now, this is the fun part.

I know. Sounded like
it came from that corner.

I'’m afraid I move
a little fast.

I know it'’s a slight problem
that you can'’t actually see me,

but you'’re just going
to have to do better.

You know, the humans use
something called mace.

Zin told me
about this nitrogen.

Produces a nice, cold spray
that works the same way on you.

It'’s amazing, isn't it,

how our alien abilities still
work in these human forms?

You had no idea
I was on that wall.

You walked right by me.

The statue.

3,000 years.

Hidden here,
right underneath our noses.

Oh. It looks like you'’re
getting your strength back.

We can'’t have that now,
can we?

[ groan ]

Later, tracker.

Okay, let'’s go! Move!

Come on,
down the stairs, fast!

Go on, Mel,
get out of here.

I'’m not leaving
without you.

This may be
your only chance to go.

- MAX: Get'’em going!
- Shh.

You just need to relax.

Everybody else, we'’re taking
the service elevator

to the roof. Once we'’re
outside--you, you, you--

take them as well.

Use the hostages as cover.
Stick together.

[ muffled gunshot ]

Zin wanted
to save you the call.

MALE OFFICER:
Everybody freeze! Don'’t move!

On the ground!
Down, down!

Get down! Get down!
Don'’t move!

These men are
gonna take care of you.

You'’re gonna be okay.

Mel, about what
I said earlier...

Vic, don'’t worry about it.
Just forget it.

Should we?

Go get better.
I'’ll come see you.

I got it.

COLE: Hi.

Are you all right?

I'’m fine. Are you okay?

Uh, it'’s--it's a little cold.

- I know.
- How'’s Vic?

He'’s in the hospital.
I want to go and see him.

Let'’s go.

MEL: I still can'’t believe
they made us leave.

COLE: You heard what
the doctor said.

Vic is going to be okay.

Yeah.

I guess they don'’t let you stay
unless you'’re family.

Jess?

Hey.

What'’s with the clothes?

We went to a party.

Must'’ve been a wild one.

You have no idea.

How come you'’re still here?

It came this afternoon.

I'’ve been trying to build up
the courage to open it.

And it'’s from Ewan?

And you think it'’s...

No, Mel, don'’t. Wait.

I don'’t know what
might be inside and...

It'’s a plane ticket.

For a minute there,
I thought it was...

There'’s something else
in here.

You were wondering
whether he was serious.

I think the verdict is in.

[ whispering ]
Oh, my God.

It'’s not. It's...

It'’s a poem.

JESS: "You asked me
to declare my affections for you

"to prove that
I love you still.

"Come back to London,
my love,

and this box
in your hand I will fill."

I'’m not sure, but I think
that was a proposal.

Oh, my God.
I'’ve got to call him.

Bye.

Jess?

I'’m really happy
for you.

Oh, my God.

Good night.

She'’s very happy.

So that'’s what Zin wanted.

Any idea what it is?

There are Vardian measure units
on each of the axes.

Looks like
positioning data.

It seems to be encrypted.

MEL: In English?

COLE: It'’s a map.

An ancient one.

A map of what?

Looks like Chicago.

It'’s no accident
that Zin is here.

He wants something.

Yeah, but what?

I don'’t know,
but I intend to find out.

But not right now.

MEL: What are you doing?

You promised.

♪

Now?

COLE: Why not?

Okay.

Okay...

This hand goes here.

I'’ll put mine there.

And we hold hands
over here. Good.

Okay.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Slow down.

Just let the music
move you.

♪ I can'’t stop ♪

Listen to the rhythm.

♪ Holding you

That'’s it.

♪ Although we are

♪ Worlds apart

COLE: This is nice.

♪ Heart to heart

♪ Soul to soul

♪ And now I can'’t let go ♪