All language subtitles for Baptiste - 02x06 - Episode 6.iP.WEB-DL.BTN.

Giving CPR to Stayin' Alive is the
only way to prevent certain death?

That's how you get the rhythm right.

Get back!

He doesn't speak and he hasn't for
two years.

Laura.

You see the news?

The shit on our street is finally
getting cleaned up.

What Gomorrah says
means something to me.

For the first time in my life,

it's like someone's
actually talking to me.

Will Chambers recorded a video.

He planned to be a martyr after
another attack.

You're probably wondering
what today was about,

why all that blood was shed,
why all those people had to die.

More people will die.

Only your son knows how and where.

Will lied to us. He led us along.

Kamilla Agoston, she's not Gomorrah.

Well, then, who is?

Who else told us what we wanted
to hear,

played us so they could buy time
until they got away?

Andras Juszt.

He's Gomorrah.

This must be hard for you.

Can you hear me?

Not so loud unless you want
me killed.

If she knows where Gomorrah is
keeping my son,

I need you to find out.

What's he doing?
What's happening?

We are losing signal.

We need to go in.

Please, just two minutes.

Your earpiece failed.

You shouldn't have got it
on sale, then.

How long can this go on for?

Until we find Will Chambers.

Then you'll let me walk away?

That's our arrangement.

What's that?

I drew you.

Like one of my French girls.

Be a good dog, then.

What's happening?

Go! Go, go, go! Go!

What did you tell them?

Nothing. I didn't say anything.

Nothing? Nothing.

What?

I made a video about our
next attack.

It was just I-I wanted
people to understand, you know,

if I didn't come back.

I never asked you to make
a recording, now, did I?

Do you understand what we're
doing here, boy?

What we're going to do will make
Jozsefvaros look

like the fucking teddy bears'
picnic. Do you understand that, boy?

It will piss on it.
Do you understand?

Yes. Of course I do.

Of course I do.

You did great.

I'm telling you.

That's because you know by now
that you can trust me, right?

I've kept you safe all this time,
haven't I?

What is it?

Nothing.

Say it.

Don't be scared.

I know how this ends.

The same way it did for Alex.

Your brother was a hero.

The honour I show him every single
month, it got me caught,

but I don't give a shit.

He deserves our respect.

Listen...

Listen to me, Will.

What we are going to do...

Nothing's going to happen to you.

We'll make sure of it.

You say that, but I still don't
know what we're doing.

What are we doing here?

Today...

Today you will.

Today? Yeah.

Maybe it's time.

Maybe it's time for you to become
the person you can be.

Let's not be late.

Hello.

They are gone.

Will has escaped.

Zsofia, we need your help.

What do you expect me to do?

The police won't listen to me,
they might to you.

There must be someone we trust.
And what do I say?

Another attack is planned.
Another Jozsefvaros.

More people will die.

But where? When?

How am I supposed...?
Find... Find Will Chambers.

Find Andras Juszt.

That's the only way to stop this.

Blame me.

Tell them you didn't know about
Andras until this moment.

Just find someone in
the department who will listen.

OK. OK, I will try.

Call me back.

He was here.

I held his hand.

If I hadn't...

You're his mother. Find me a parent
who wouldn't have done the same.

What now?

Why did he go to that farmhouse
to collect the money?

So far away from anything.

To know, we'd have to drive all
the way out there and see

if we can find something.

Yeah.

Unless you have a better idea.

There's nothing here.

We don't know that.

I think it was just a...

..a convenient place...

..for them to leave the money.

Somewhere remote.

Where Will and Kamilla
couldn't be seen.

If you feel we are wasting our time,
I can continue alone.

No.

Go on, say what you're thinking.

I'm going to tell
the truth about Alex.

People should know what he did.

You are asking me
or you are telling me?

It's the look in people's eyes
when they talk about Will or Alex.

Poor me.

My children seem to have
disappeared into thin air,

my husband was shot by a lunatic,

and my daughter was murdered.

"Isn't she brave?
How does she cope?"

But it isn't the truth, is it?

My sons are not victims, are they?

He killed people.

Alex made a choice to...

People should know.

And then your conscience
will be clean.

I didn't say that. So why do it?

What reason is there to tell
this to the world? Why now?

I'll keep your name out of it.

You cannot make that promise.

This is not about you, Julien.

I'm the one who lied about your son!

And I'm the one who shot him...

..shot him dead.

How can you dare to say
this is not about me?

Well, just let's keep looking, then.

I'm fine.

Zsofia said there were no cars
in the area when your son was here.

So he arrived on foot from
somewhere near here, presumably.

Right.

Middle of nowhere.

He came from that direction.

Well, there is sod all around here.

Oh, just... There is a building.

Just about a mile from here.
Doesn't say what it is, though.

Yes. Let's find out.

And let's hope the police will
listen to Zsofia.

Hello.

Quick reflexes, Nicholas.

Didn't see you yesterday.

You look tired. No sleep last night?

Try sleeping under a waterfall.
It's noisy as hell.

Try sleeping in the refugee centre.

I think maybe you should
move on now.

What on Earth?

What does it say?

It's an abattoir.

Or at least that's what
it used to be.

Now it looks like they're
using it as a refugee centre.

Christ, I've never even
heard of this place.

I started to lose count of them.

They leave their homes
and their country

and then find themselves
in a building of this kind.

Human nature knows no bounds.

OK, people, take. Take some.

Take what you need, OK?

Leave some for others.

Could you tell me something -
do you recognise this boy?

You're not allowed in here.

Please, the photo.

You know him?

I do not know him,
but I've seen him.

Where?

He volunteers here.
He's inside right now.

The shootings in Jozsefvaros -
you heard of them, I take it?

It could be happening again
right now inside your centre.

My name is Emma Chambers.

I'm the former British
ambassador to Hungary.

Ring the embassy
if you want to waste time,

otherwise you can make us
your supervisor's problem.

Merde. Merde. Zsofia, it's Baptiste.

You need to call me back.

I'm at a refugee centre
at Zseroyaly Ter.

Will Chambers is here,
working as a volunteer.

I believe this is the place
where the next attack

is supposed to happen.

He's inside right now.

We need your help.

For fuck's sake. There's no-one
here with any authority.

This man's in charge, he's only
been in the job four months.

Who is he calling?

He's calling his boss,
who will call his boss,

who may or may not call the embassy.

But you told them. You told them
what this is, that he's inside.

No, I told him we were
street dance artists.

What the fuck do you think
I told him?

They will listen when the sound
of guns firing starts up again.

Then you will listen!

And it will be too late!

Do you understand?

It will be too late.

Thank you for this.

People, they don't care.

Some don't care at all.

Some, they care too much.

This is true.

Where I'm from, too.

What does that mean?

It means you should get inside.

The weather's turning.

Hey!

The valve was jammed.
It should be working now.

"Thanks" is the word
you're looking for.

This... This is all wrong.

Why would your son be
volunteering here

if this place is to be
another Jozsefvaros?

Access, I suppose.

No. Security here is minimal.

Access would be obtained
as easily with a gun.

What are you saying?

Whatever is happening here, it's
more complicated than we thought.

This is just a part
of a greater whole.

We need to get inside and find out.

We need Zsofia to answer.

Why isn't she calling us back?

We need her.

He's looking at us.

Maybe he likes us.

He doesn't like us.

Give me the photo.

Excuse me?

Your friend, Colonel Katalin Kovacs,
just ordered me to help you.

So, fine, I'll help.

I can't let you in,
but I can ask for you.

You get everything?

Everything I could find, yeah.

What?

Nothing.

It's just that centre.

God, I've been in there
so many times.

Into that stink.

Thought you were used to it.

I'm just tired. I'm tired of being
kept in the dark all the time.

It's better that you don't...
Yeah, it's better that I don't know.

I heard you.

I don't know why...

Why am I going into their rooms
and taking their shit?

Why are we scared of them
coming at us with...

..with rolling pins
and pots and pans?

Cos everybody's a hero.

And if they're really lucky,
somebody's there to film it,

and they get to be more than that.

We want this to count.

I have given this everything.

This whole thing.

I just don't... I...

I don't understand.

The visit with your mother is making
you ask questions, right?

Whatever it was she said to you,
it doesn't matter.

We're close to the end now.

I know.

Maybe that's what makes it so hard.
Yeah.

I know.

It's hard for me, too.

It's the hardest thing.

He's seen the boy.

He comes in here
one or two times a week

with the volunteers.
They help out in here.

For how long?

A couple of months, maybe.

What do you know of him
outside of this place?

Nothing.

You have no idea where he lives?

Wherever it is,
it is near a waterfall.

There's a waterfall on this map
a short ride from here,

through the woods.

I'm worried your boy is in danger.

Why do you say that?

To have worked here for so long
and for nothing to have happened,

Andras has something else in store.

It's not fair. Ah!

Nothing is.

Uh.

Don't push back. Ah.

This is you doing your part.

They're going to find you... Ah!

..surrounded by these
pathetic weapons,

and their bloody fingerprints
will be all over them.

The poor immigrants you
were trying to help

turned on you
like the animals they are.

Ah!

Ahh.

Ah!

And beat you to a bloody pulp.

The last surviving family member
of the ambassador is finally found.

Brutally murdered
by a pack of wolves.

Wolves who had no reason
to be there in the first place.

This is what they want
to hear, Will.

This is their call to arms.

It's somewhere near here.

What's that?

That's him. There.

Go!

I know where you are!

You saw me, old man.

Oh, God.

Will.

Oh, God. Will.

Oh, darling.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Staying alive. Staying alive.

Staying alive.

Staying alive.

Staying alive.

Uh, uh, uh.

Staying alive.

Staying alive.

Uh, uh, uh.

Oh, my darling. Darling. Darling.

Oh, there you are.

There you are, my boy.

Oh, have you seen this?

Recordings of conversations
between Andras Juszt

and Kamilla Agoston
have been leaked.

I'm guessing Andras is trying
to shift blame.

You know, strike a deal.

The conversations imply that Kamilla
knew all about the shootings

at Jozsefvaros,
that she was involved.

Do you think that's true?

Andras had an entire
hostage video faked.

He's good at getting people
to believe

what he wants them to believe,
so God knows.

Are you sure about this?

Course not. I'm never sure.

Everything will change, you know.

You're just worried this is going
to come back on you.

Of course I am.

I'm not too stupid
to realise it won't,

and I'm not too stupid to realise
you won't change your mind either.

I don't know, I've known you for a
while, you're pretty bloody stupid.

It'll be everywhere.

A story like this.

Yeah, I know.

Erm...

My name is Emma Chambers.

I'm the former ambassador
here in Hungary.

I'm here because...

..I lied about something
a while ago.

I regret that.

I'm ashamed to tell you...

..that my son...

..Alex Chambers...

..was one of the gunmen on the
streets of Jozsefvaros that day.

One of the so-called Demons in the
Daylight, as the papers called them.

A few years back...

..my middle child,
my daughter Laura...

..was murdered in our own house...

..by a drug addict who also
happened to be an immigrant.

And that is what defined him
in my son's eyes.

Now, I-I am not...

I'm not defending what he did...

..on the streets of Jozsefvaros.

It was a hate crime...

..executed by an extremist.

A terrorist who...

..happens to be my flesh and blood.

My heart goes out to all the family
and friends of those lost...

..that day on the streets
of Jozsefvaros.

I'm sorry. I am so...

..so very sorry.

I'm happy to answer any questions
if anybody has any.

I was thinking...

..we should go again.

You want to do another round?

I thought we were done with IVF.

Yes. I may be a realist,
but I'm a hopeful one.

I'm sorry.

What is it?

My approval ratings...

..they've gone up.

Well, that was not what
I was expecting.

So, people think you knew
about the attack in Jozsefvaros

and your numbers have gone up.

Maybe fewer people believe
the press than we thought.

Or maybe they like
what I have to say.

Why did you want to meet out here?

Hospitals...

..I've seen too many
of their ceilings.

How is he?

He's still in a coma.

He could wake up, he could not.

But even if he does...

..what happens then?
I still have to...

..find him.

I just hope that
he's in there somewhere

in a dark corner of his brain.

He will be there.

Where did you go? I was trying to
get in touch with you last week.

To see my son, Niels.

In a prison in the Netherlands.

Well, he wears his own demons.

I saw your press conference.

Ah, yes.

Well, I-I hope it doesn't
mean that you...

I think it was very brave of you
to do this.

Or cowardly, perhaps.

I should have done it much sooner.

Bad timing.

We are all guilty of that.

It's done, that's what matters.

No, what matters is that
you are doing something,

that you are moving forward.

Yeah. Where there's
wheelchair access.

But that is true.

You haven't blinked or broken
stride for a moment

since you were put in that chair.

That's why your son is alive today.

Doesn't matter what is in our way
when we see what lies before us.

We are healed when we're suffering
only by experiencing it to the full.

Perhaps suffering
is the prize of progress.

If that word even means the
same thing to anybody any more.

Unfortunately, these days, we are
all on such different paths.

The word progress has
taken on a new meaning.

For some it means going back.

Back towards a place we thought
we would never return.

Back towards chaos.

It's all a mess.

And that is also true.

Maybe I should think I'm lucky.

I suppose life isn't going to get
any worse than it's got for me.

Short of the lump
I haven't yet found.

Oh.

Thank you.

No. No need to thank me.

I have a son.

As you do.

Yes. And a wife.

Why are you here?
Why aren't you back with her?

Because all I bring her is pain.

Well, bring her something else,
for God's sake.

Show her what she means to you.

I tried to speak with her, but...

..we were too long in silence.

It's too late.

When we lost Laura, I shut down
and Will shut down...

..and we all fell apart, all of us.

We just buckled under the...

..weight of it.

But here we are.

He's asleep next door...

..and he's alive.

It's never too late.

Well, I wish I shared your optimism.

With respect and gratitude,
Mr Baptiste,

I hope I never have any reason
to see you again.

Ooh.

Here.

It's the same one, isn't it?

How did you even find it?

OK.

I should go.

Um...

..you, erm... You can stay.

If you like.

For a drink?

You're sure?

Mm-hm.

OK.