All language subtitles for El velo S01E04.eng

[gunshot]

I was shown a photograph
of two dead bodies in the snow.

The director of the refugee camp
was shot dead

along with his head of communications

in the manner of the Russian FSB.

[Adilah] I need to find out
if she knows anything about our plan.

Remember once you've exposed
the cores of the radiology machines,

you'll have three minutes to get them
out of their casings

and into the water
inside the lead containers.

Within one minute of exposure
to the cores, you'll be very sick.

After two minutes, you may be blind.

After three minutes, you'll be dead.

[Malik] If you know you're being
surveilled, why did you make a rendezvous?

We arranged the real rendezvous
on the plane

'cause I knew my phone would be bugged.

Explain to me why you're helping me.

An obsession with annihilation
and those who seek it.

I do need you to do something for me.

I want confirmation
that the TDKP was a cover for the CIA,

and that they
assassinated Marcus Seabright.

That's a mighty big ask for you
to work out some daddy issues.

[Imogen] She's playing a double game.

She's still working for them,
and she knows everything.

But she's also trying
to escape with her daughter.

I need her to believe I'm helping her
with that, and she'll stay close to me.

I can protect you from the Americans.

But the deal is Yasmina
has to go back to Nour

until we know exactly what we're doing.
She's not safe with us.

[Adilah] Everything depends on her safety.

So what's your real name?

The best lies are mostly true.

- [crow caws]
- [bell tolling]

[thunder rumbling]

[rain splattering]

[humming]

[humming continues]

[chuckles] Are you a fan of his music?

You know what the inscription
on his tomb says?

The inscription is in Greek.

And it says,
"He was true to his own demon."

[chuckles]

I love him too.

That's why I came all the way
from Baltimore.

What about you? Why are you here?

I, too, am true to my demons.

[chuckles]

[thunder rumbling]

[phone ringing]

- Anything?
- The intel was correct.

It's definitely a comm spot.
He picked something up.

- What was it?
- [agent] It was a card from the grave.

I don't know what kind of card.
I didn't see.

He left a bouquet of flowers,
but he was wearing gloves so no prints.

Fuck.

You got a description?

He has dark hair. 6'1''. Medium build.

Dark overcoat. Black hat.

[Max] Okay. If you don't have eyes on him,
make your way back to the grave.

Isolate the flowers. Make it quick.

There could be DNA on the wrapper.

We need to know who the fuck this guy is
and where he's going.

[agent] Copy that.

[phone buzzes]

- Yep.
- [Max] 6'1'', medium build, black hat.

- And you call me if you get eyes on him.
- Copy that.

[sighs]

[phone buzzing]

I saw a guy, same build wearing different
clothes. I'm looking for him now.

Hold on.
You're heavy on theory, light on practice.

Just stay calm.

You don't take any chances,
and you do not get close to him.

- Do you hear me?
- [agent] Copy that.

[typing]

[phone buzzes]

- [Max] Anything?
- No.

All right. Fuck it. Get in there.
See if you can get eyes on him now.

[agent 2] I'm on my way.

[sighs] Oh, mama. This is not
how I thought Paris would be.

Okay. She's headed due south
towards the perimeter wall.

- You see him?
- [agent 2] No.

- No sign of the target.
- Okay. Just keep her in your sight.

[thunder rumbling]

[panting]

[gasps]

[agent 2] Agent down. Fuck! Target headed
towards the northwest perimeter.

Get after him.

Shit.

Talk to me, Matthew. Matthew.

Matthew, talk to me.

- Target breaching the perimeter.
- Fuck.

[Matthew] Scaling the bridge
at Rue de Bagnolet. Lost him.

Go check on Phillipa now.
Right fucking now!

[panting]

He shot her at point-blank range
in the head.

She's dead, sir.

- [siren wailing in distance]
- [bell tolling]

[child laughing in distance]

- [laughing continues]
- [birds chirping]

[child giggling in distance]

- [inhales, breathing heavily]
- [clock chimes]

[exhales]

[Yasmina, in French]
Mum, wake up. Come on, mum, mum!

[Adilah groans]

[Adilah speaking French]

[Yasmina] I will tickle you! Come on, mum!

[Adilah, Yasmina speaking French]

- [Adilah, Yasmina continue]
- [Adilah chuckles]

[Yasmina] Wake up! It's time to wake up.

[Adilah] Okay, okay.

[kissing]

[Yasmina] Is it today I have to go home?

Yes.

But you are staying here.
You are staying here with her?

Just for a little while.

But why, Mum?

[Adilah] I just need to take care of
some things so we can have a new home.

Hey, we'll be together again soon.

…promise.

Okay, my darling?

[sighs]

[sighs]

[sighs]

Yasmina.

Don't worry, my love.

- [in English] Okay?
- Mmm.

Adilah.

[in French] I may be your aunt,
but you are my daughter.

You are in my heart.

We've been taught to live in peace,
you know.

My prayer is that God will save you
and you will be forgiven.

[speaking French]

[car horn honks]

The taxi is waiting.

[Nour] Let's not keep the taxi waiting.

[Imogen, in English] "Dear Michael,

when you depart from me, sorrow abides,
and happiness takes his leave.

I miss you."

"To my comrade."

[Adilah] Hey.

Tried to sleep, but I couldn't.

You know, Yasmina's never been
inside a place like this?

The man who owns it must be very rich.

Michael?

Yeah.

You say his name in a strange way.

Do I?

[Adilah] Yeah.

He was my father's friend.

Was that all he was to you?

After my father died, he was my guardian.

And then my mentor.

And then more.

Silly girl.

He made me who I am today.

And do you still see each other?

[Imogen] No.

Not really.

Fuck the past. I need a martini.

[Magritte, in French]
We're unsure of this man's origins.

Sometimes he says he is Corsican,
sometimes not.

Judging by his body odour,
his personal hygiene is questionable.

Intel informs us he has no friends,
no sexual relationships, no family…

However, he is a genius.

Good. We are in need of a genius.

[knocks on door]

[Magritte] Come in.

Ah, Cesar, let me introduce you to Malik.

Malik, Cesar.

I have been explaining to Malik

that you are a specialist in electronic
and digital interception.

Can we get straight to it.
I have a medical appointment. For my feet.

It doesn't really have a name.

[Malik stutters, clears throat]

What does it do?

Anything you want.

Does it make coffee?

No. I wasn't asked to make something
that makes coffee.

What were you asked to make?

The Americans know more than we do
on the Djinn Al Raqqa case.

They don't trust us.
They are withholding intel.

We asked Cesar to come up
with something which would override

the American security systems.

These systems protect communications
between their field agents

and their headquarters
in Langley, Virginia.

It only works if you are
in close proximity of the sender.

Which we are.

[Malik] Wait…

…who is the sender?

We know the hotel
where Max Peterson is staying…

…and we know which room he is in.

If you place this device within three
metres of a mobile phone or a laptop…

…it will record
and transmit all communications…

…bypassing all their security procedures.

That said,
the Americans have a man in Virginia.

His name is Wallace. He'll eventually
figure out what I'm doing.

We have permission from the Elysee
to carry out surveillance.

I really need to leave.
My toes are on fire.

Oh, God…

[Cesar] …I really have to go.

Magritte, does it work?

It works.

That CIA agent drinks.

So, I was able to test it
at the bar of his hotel two days ago.

They let you in?

As a cleaner.

I put the device in the cupboard.

I intercepted two encrypted emails he sent
to his superiors in Langley.

So what did the CIA operative have to say
while intoxicated?

He said the British agent Imogen,
is reporting directly to him…

…and believes the Americans are
better informed and more efficient.

Good bye.

[Magritte] Thank you, Cesar.

[door closes]

Malik, she's fucking you,
and not in the way you want.

It's bullshit.

She never does things for the reasons
you think she's doing them.

[exhales deeply]

[in English] Bold move.

[sighs]

Oh, I really hate these types of hotels

where all the rich Americans go.

Makes me sick.

But you seem quite comfortable
in this world.

It's my job to be comfortable
in different kinds of places.

I've played so many people in my life.

I don't know where I belong anymore.

[sighs] But for the next hour,
this will do.

Why do you hate it so much?

Does it remind you of your modeling days?

I don't know if I should tell you.

Well, then you absolutely have to tell me.

[chuckles]

[Adilah] I was 21.

They dressed me in beautiful clothes,
talked about heaven.

You see, my time had come.

It was my day of days.

They had strapped explosives to my body.

The waiter just smiled at me
as I walked into the lounge like death.

I was death.

There were enough explosives
to bring the ceiling down on all of us.

- There were children in the room.
- [children laughing]

Lovers, families, friends.

Mostly American tourists,

all completely unaware
as they ate their breakfasts.

Sleepy rich people and me.

The switch was right here inside my coat.

All I had to do was push it down.

So why are you still here?

A wire had worked loose.

Why are you telling me this?

I thought you'd be interested in what
the moment of annihilation feels like…

from somebody who survived it.

[Imogen] Just to be clear.

The annihilation I spoke of
was purely personal.

Would only affect me.

Would not take place in the lounge
of a hotel.

Was Yasmina born yet?

No.

You know,
there is no greater suffering for a parent

than when your child is suffering.

A mother's blood is her child's blood.

[whispers] Yes, it is.

Right. Well, I have to go to the loo.

I'll be back.

By the way,

I don't think you ever would have
flicked the switch.

You are fucking amazing.

She wouldn't shut up.

Did you get anything?

Phase two has just begun, thanks to you.

I need more time.

I thought that would satisfy
your insatiable American appetite.

[chuckles]

Yeah, well, tell you what. [grunts]

[inhales deeply] Welcome to America.

I had an operative shot in the head
this morning at point-blank range.

I am sorry to hear that.

[Max] Take it.

Maybe not another coincidence.

ISIS doesn't usually go in
for clean assassinations like that.

It's like they were trained
by another entity.

Like a proxy operation?

Hmm.

I'll look into it.

Description of who did it?

[Max] 6'1'', dark hair, a medium build,
likely a member of the cell.

Listen, you have 24 hours
to bring me tangible results

or we will resort to conventional methods
of interrogation to get that fucking woman

- to tell us what she knows.
- She won't.

I'm sorry, she won't.

You can pull out all her nails,
you can break all of her bones.

She will never tell you anything

because she thinks if she does,
they will kill her daughter.

Now, I think I can reach the part of her
that will change her mind.

I'm sorry to say I'm your only hope.

Twenty-four hours.

The intel about my father, where is it?

Almost forgot.

Marcus Seabright…

Interesting man, your daddy.

It's not easy to be so bad,
they wanna kill you.

And by the way, what happened in Morocco,

wasn't what it looked like.

Never is.

You were right.

Excellent martini.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[phone rings]

Salut, Malik.

[Malik] Listen… [sighs]
…I can't say I'm surprised,

but I found out about
your cozy relationship with Max

and the Americans, okay?

You are not allowed to handle
a terrorist target in this country

without joint custody
with a French intelligence operative.

Not American, French.

Find a way to sneak out
when the target is secure tonight.

And meet me at our bench
in the canal, hmm?

And, courtesy of the Americans,
I know where you are staying.

They've bugged the place and so have we.

Oh, grow up, Malik. Don't be jealous.

See you tonight.

[sighs]

Enough of the rich Americans.

I wanna take you to the real Paris,
somewhere I used to go in the old days.

Got a light?

[David] Everything is in place.

The ship has departed
and is en route to Marseille

to meet you and head to America.

The Djinn Al Raqqa confirms she's still
in Paris with the British woman.

But she's never alone.
She never lets her out of her sight.

[Emir] I know about the British woman.

Tell everyone I will be back on the ship
by tomorrow night.

The explosive device is secure on board

and soon we will depart for the US harbor.

[Emir] Tell everyone I will be back
on the ship by tomorrow night.

The explosive device is secure on board

and soon we will depart for the US harbor.

[sighs]

[in French] How did we get this?

Cesar planted a device a year ago

in a place where 'persons of interest'
get together, so we listen in.

Finally something we know,
that the Americans don't.

He's talking about the Djinn Al Raqqa.

Mm-hmm.

…and a ship heading for a US harbor,
with an explosive device on board.

I've got our people looking
into the 'Djinn'.

There is one Djinn
for each day of the week.

And for each day there is a color
and an angel.

My opinion is it's a cell using the Djinn
as code names.

We must share this with the Americans.

Wait…

…Cesar intercepted some calls
that suggest

an American agent was murdered today.

We're trying to find out
who the agent was,

who murdered them,
and what they did with the body.

[in English] Okay. [in French] So our City
is now totally out of our fucking control.

So take back control.

I am meeting Imogen tonight.

Malik…

We have intel
on a major terrorist operation.

Just give me time to talk to Imogen…
This is OUR intel.

We got lucky.

We have to share it.

If we tell the Americans, they'll show up
with a fucking marching band.

Imogen can find out the truth faster.

[sighs]

Just give me tonight.

["Train" playing]

♪ Plastic brain scar ♪

♪ I want laser ♪

♪ I'm your chauffeur ♪

♪ With high ♪

♪ Gloss highs ♪

♪ Take you where you want… ♪

[in English]
Are you hoping to see some old friends?

No, I just haven't been here in years.

♪ …Train
Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Wolf lady ♪

♪ Sucks my brain ♪

♪ Apricot ♪

♪ Sunrise came ♪

♪ LA nights ♪

♪ Just roll in ♪

♪ Can't stop
Oh, off the train… ♪

Hey, I'm gonna get a drink.

♪ …Train
Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Can't stop
Oh, off the train ♪

♪ Train
Yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Nasal douche ♪

♪ Poolside line ♪

♪ Soft lit tan ♪

♪ What's your sign? ♪

♪ Hold my hand ♪

♪ Just roll in… ♪

[music continues in background]

[Emir] Your hair…

You dress like her.

Adilah, this insanity has to stop.

You can't do this. Come with me now.

You have to trust me.

I know who he is.

Fuck you.

[Adilah] It's not what you think.

- [gunfire]
- [Imogen] Fuck.

- [tires squealing]
- [people scream]

[Imogen] Come on.

[Imogen whistles]

Get in.

[in French]
Twenty-four, rue de l'Atlantique.

- [in English] What the fuck is going on?
- I don't kn--

- Did you know about this?
- No, I didn't.

- [horn honks]
- [tires screech]

[Imogen grunts]

[taxi driver speaking French]

[taxi driver grunting]

- Quick! Go!
- [Imogen grunts]

[grunts]

- [taxi driver groans]
- [assassin grunts]

[gun clicks]

Fuck.

[Adilah, assassin grunt]

[both grunting]

[Imogen] Come on.

- [engine revving]
- [people screaming]

[grunting]

[grunting continues]

[Imogen pants]

Hey. I had no idea
that was going to happen, I swear.

I didn't know he was following us.

So one of the drawbacks of my job is,
occasionally,

I have to associate
with people who are trying to kill me.

But this is fucking extreme.

Why would I want you killed?
You're the only person that's helping me.

[siren wailing]

Imogen,
you know that doesn't make any sense.

Please.

Are you coming?

Yes.

[Imogen sighs]

I'm so glad you're okay.

I'm okay now. [sighs]

Imogen, we received fresh intelligence.

There is a ship.

It's going to set sail
to the United States.

It contains some kind of device
that will be detonated in a US harbor.

We know it's being organized
by a terrorist cell.

They are using names that are taken from
something called the Book of Surprises.

She showed me that book in Istanbul.

It's like she wants me to figure it out.

You will. You will.

I'll continue
in the company of the target,

and I'll continue to promise protection
for her and her daughter.

And I'll concentrate my investigation
on getting her

to tell me the name of the ship
and the nature of the device on board.

You are now an identified target for them.

And the Americans lost an agent
this morning.

I'm worried about you.

[Imogen sighs]

I can't walk away now.

I'm getting closer.

- We're getting closer.
- [chuckles]

[sighs] Fuck.

I wish you were not staying
in Michael's apartment.

I have to do this.

We'll be okay…

but I have to do this.

I know.

I know.

[door closes]

[phone buzzes]

[chuckles]