All language subtitles for the_border_s02e05_peak_oil

Previously on The Border.

Carpe diem, man. That's a woman out
already.

That's hilarious.

Are you flirting with me? I'm going to
be watching your back.

It's actually going to be less than
normal than usual.

Layla!

What did you want to talk to me about?

It'll keep...

Target's entered the building. East
side.

That's trespassing.

See if we can get mischief.

Back up.

Traveling solo.

That's the persona.

You don't get to be the Timberwolves if
you run with a pack.

Oh, no, no, no, no. Don't do that.

Security override?

Just disarm the control room.

This kid's got good toys.

I got my eyes back. What are you seeing?
Are we headed for charitable mischief?

Like cracking proprietary pipeline
monitoring software?

Because Wolfie's overriding system
protocols.

Trying to shut down the pipeline.

That's just rude.

Wait, we got enough to move?

This isn't Timberwolves M .O.

Huh? Oh, Brack. Pull the plug. Pull the
plug.

We're going to take lots of security.

Not a real master of disguise here.

Careful. I bite.

Who knew the legendary Timberwolf would
turn out to be such a fox?

Any damage to the pumping station?

She cracked the system.

Tried to block the oil.

Everything's back online.

Whoa!

Something weird going on in Cowtown.

I mean, weirder than usual.

This is a West Tech mainframe in
Calgary.

Oh.

Sabotage at pumping station, blackout at
head office. That's a 400 -kilometer

coincidence. You think she cut the power
to the Mustang pumping station?

Not her style. She had a hate on for
West Tech. She would have tarred and

feathered the CEO or dumped toxic sludge
on his cowboy boots. I'm not interested

in her style.

I want to know how she keeps crossing
the line illegally.

This time, with West Tech ID and a work
permit.

No way she's a lone wolf.

Tell Gray and Layla to put her on the
next plane to Toronto. I want a word

her before we hand her over to the FBI.

Really pissed off the FBI.

Five tons of excrement on a governor's
lawn. Yeah, well, the ten -ton bin was

booked.

Draping a lay of rotting shark fins
around the Chinese ambassador's neck.

How'd you get close enough?

Big smile, short skirt.

When we heard you were coming, we flew
up from Toronto to catch your show.

But we were disappointed.

No naked bungee jumping, no
pyrotechnics.

Subtlety is not exactly your style.

Why all the cloak and dagger at the
pumping station?

Oh, maybe you stopped me before the main
event.

And what was that going to be?

Why don't you let me go and I'll show
you?

Enjoy the soy snacks.

What have we got on West Tech?

Calgary -based company specializing in
oil and gas technology.

Working tirelessly to ensure a brighter,
cleaner world. Wow.

It's like they make sunshine.

Any idea why they were targeted?

Well, Sierra Club, World Wildlife,
Forest Ethics, they've all attacked its

environmental record. Oh, I did find
this.

A co -op student I hired last summer
died on the job.

Disgruntled relatives.

Outstanding lawsuit.

Nothing. No. It looks like West Tech did
right by the family.

And we're talking mondo zeros.

You know, I'm not seeing a Timberwolf
connection.

We'll get Gray and Layla to check it
out.

Disgusted? Why doesn't ICS do this for
us?

Can you see our boss flipping pancakes?

Hi.

Immigration and Customs Security.

We're looking for Wes Felton, CEO of
West Tech.

Yeah, Wes Felton right there. Riding the
range.

You know, talking to Frank Maitland,
head of Vontex Oil from Houston.

Are you an employee here?

Yes, I am. I'm Martin Lucas, chief
chemical engineer. Hi.

We were here about the break -in at the
pumping station last night. Oh. Have you

ever seen her around?

Uh, you know, there's 1 ,200 people that
work here. I know maybe 10 of them.

Like I said, talk to Wes, you know.

Just a lab rat around here.

Slade, the boss wants you to take a look
at this.

Oh, is that Timberwolf's gack? Hey, is
she here?

Christmas comes early.

What is it with you and these wolf
girls?

Oh, the WB -3600i.

Ha, the i.

Oh, man, that is so hot.

It's like the Jessica Alba of security
override tech.

Toxic pollution, global warming,
decimation of a boreal forest the size

Florida. The tar sands are the most
destructive project on the planet.

Right. How did you cross the border?

I smiled at the nice man in the booth
and he waved me through. You Canadians

really are that polite.

I don't make friends with oil types.

We've got you an illegal entry, public
mischief, trespassing, vandalism,

breaking and entering, mischief with
data and resisting arrest.

Ten years.

Fifteen, considering your record. But
the FBI, not to them.

You're a terrorist.

Threat to national security. Let's see.

Sabotaging strategic materials. I'm
going to say 25 to life.

What's your connection to West Tech?

They pollute the air I breathe, the
water I drink, and the planet I live on.

And I pride myself on knowing the names
of all my employees, especially the

pretty ones.

Why do you think she targeted your
pumping station?

Who knows what goes on in the head of
those damn hippies.

If she bothered to do her homework, we
have a whole R &D division devoted to

clean fuel alternatives.

Do you know how she got this?

Probably made it on a computer.

Somebody might have helped her on the
inside.

Disgruntled employee.

No such thing.

Martin, come here, buddy. Come here.

This is Martin.

He's one of my very best people. Now, he
could have gone south, overseas,

anywhere he wanted to go, but he stayed
with us.

You know why?

Because we're damn proud of the people
who work for us, and we treat them

So what about the power outage last
night?

That be connected to the sabotage at the
pumping station?

You people don't have blackouts back in
Toronto?

This is a pancake breakfast?

Stampede must be wild.

Stuck to the propane tank. Probably used
his cell phone to detonate it.

We drag our asses up here after one
crazy tree hugger and end up in an

of Dallas.

What's that about?

I'll take the scientist.

You take the boss.

Three hits in eight hours.

Somebody's not too happy with West Tech.

Well, you got a little girl who broke
into my pumping station.

Ask her if she's got a boyfriend.

You all right?

Yeah. Apart from the fact that somebody
tried to kill me, I'm great.

Almost became a death McMuffin.

What makes you think you were the
target?

Martin's just a nervous Nelly.

He needs to grow a thicker skin if he
wants to stay in the oil game.

Guy's blowing up breakfast a pretty
standard part of that game? That's just

joker trying to shake us up. You know,
it's going to take more than a...

A little fireworks display to scare us.

No, Martin?

Excuse me.

Since taking over the family business,
Wes Felton has secured lucrative

contracts to supply oil tech and
equipment to China, the Middle East,

and Texas.

He's made a lot of enemies over the
years. What about his competitors?

They must want to see his company go up
in flames too, right? What about the

other possible target, the scientists?

Martin Lucas.

Graduated MIT, top of his class at 17.
He's a real whiz kid.

Chemical engineer specializing in heavy
oil extraction technology.

Well, who's the target? Boardroom or
Beaker?

Or is this a stunt just to create bad
press for West Tech? What's Slade's

girlfriend saying?

Save the whales, ban the bomb, kumbaya.

I'm Hieronymus Slade.

People just call me... You can call me
Slade.

Hi. Do you mind if I just... I just have
to ask you a couple of...

I thought

you always worked alone.

I do.

Yeah, but the...

You blew up West Felton's barbecue.

Blasted the Stetsons off the oil guys.

Flipped everyone's pancakes.

I must have missed that one. I don't get
cable in here. Oh, come on.

Oh, and you pulled off a coordinated
attack in Southern Alberta and Calgary

night. What, did you tell me that the
explosion's a coincidence?

Oh, it sounds like a great stunt.

I wish I'd thought of it.

Huh.

Sucks you got caught.

Everyone's going to know what the
Timberwolf looks like.

Nothing lasts forever, right?

Guess this blows the Galveston crane
stunt next month.

How'd you hear about that?

Your fans like to talk.

Are you a fan?

Big time.

She's a geek in wolf's clothing.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Breathe.

She's not Timberwolf.

For one thing, she was using the WV
-3600i, which she could have been using

Brenton 9000.

Okay, what's a WV thing? It's made by a
company with an abysmal environmental

record. But the Brenton is just as good,
and it's made by the stocking sandal

set. And, again, what is a WV... 3600i.

It overrides security systems, beloved
of intelligence agencies around the

globe. Oh, plus, I want to ask her about
the Galveston crane stunt next month.

She pretended to know about it.

I'm afraid to ask.

There is no Galveston crane spent.

I made it up.

You talked to the suspect?

Yeah.

You know, just for a second.

I hope that's... I probably should have
asked. So you don't think she's an eco

-terrorist? Nope.

Who is she?

I'm working on that.

Hey, boss?

Ottawa.

Good morning.

What the hell is going on in Alberta?

It's like the Wild West out there.
Minister, it's not exactly a matter of

national security.

Let me tell you about my morning.

I get into my office and I'm thinking
I'm finally going to get to my

And there's the PM, sweating all over my
leather couch.

He wants to know why his fishing buddy
was almost blown up at a pancake

breakfast. Who's the fishing buddy?

Frank Maitland.

Houston businessman.

Head of Vontex Oil. He's trying to work
out a deal with West Tech. And we don't

want him to pack his bags before he's
done.

Look, you already have people on the
ground there picking up pancakes.

Just drop in on Maitland and reassure
him, okay?

Good boy.

Slate, give me everything you can on
Frank Maitland, Vontex Oil, Houston.

We got a plane in Calgary.

Landed two days ago.

May I?

Sasha Yegorov, Russian oil executive,
pockets as deep as a Baltic, also

to be an ex -KGB colonel.

Don't tell me he graduated to Russian
mob.

Buddies tend to pile up when he's
around.

Gunslingers are riding in.

What the hell's going on in Dodd?

Greg, I've got the Russians.

Follow him. See if you can get into his
computer.

I got Uncle Sam.

Frank Maitland, Detective Jackson,
Immigration Customs Security.

I understand you have some concerns
about your safety.

The dirt flies fast for such a big
country.

I want to assure you ICS is actively
investigating the threats to West Tech

its personnel.

I appreciate that.

It would really help us if we knew why
West Tech was the target of such a

concentrated attack.

You don't need barking at a knot.

You got these boys to keep me above the
snakes.

Will you call me if there's anything ICS
can do to make you stay more

comfortable? Will do, sir.

I oblige.

Eleven.

Got my own gear.

What locker number did you give him?

Hey, I told you I'm working a double,
okay? You gotta get yourself to the

hairdresser. Oh, hi.

Airport Limo. I'm here to pick up
Sheila.

You have the wrong room.

Oh, I'm sorry. Your dispatch must have
screwed up.

Look at me. I'm Timberwolf. I'm so sexy.
I'm so pretty. I'm in Calgary here,

somewhere at West Tech.

Oh, come on. You've got to be kidding.
Let's see. You should have backed up.

Slade, you are so going to want to see
this. I'd like to see something.

Ah, okay.

The attack on the puppy fishing? It was
a diversion.

While Warrior Princess was playing dress
-up, somebody else was cracking the

West Tech mainframe in Calgary.

She wasn't working alone.

She programmed the blackout, giving her
friend time to plant his tracker.

Power comes on. He sits back. He watches
how the West Tech geeks reset the

system. What was he after?

And why didn't he take it when he had
the chance? You're putting the

hieroglyphics before the Rosetta Stone.

First, he has to crack the encryption.

Once he does that... He comes back and
steals all the data you want.

Hey, up here.

Hi.

Hi.

You mind?

Oh.

If I had known this was a co -ed locker,
I would have shaved or something.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Hank!

548, huh?

Not bad.

Hank.

Yeah, I need to get belayed.

Really? Yeah, would you mind? I mean, I
figure you already see me naked, right?

I'm sorry.

I have a habit of being in the wrong
place at the wrong time. Or maybe you

like getting caught.

You ready?

Yeah.

I can trust you here, right?

Absolutely.

I'm sorry. I have to go. I didn't
realize how late it was. What?

You're going to leave me hanging here?
We can talk to each other some other

time.

Nguyen Rong, president of EPC Oil.

Spent $150 million on a stake in the
Liao Ha oil field.

All these oil types converging on West
Tech.

They don't get out of bed for less than
a million. You're thinking the prize in

this cereal must be worth more than a
few box tops, right?

The West Tech scientist, Martin Lucas.

Published this when he was a grad
student.

Oh.

Last year, he was rumored to be on the
verge of a major breakthrough in heavy

oil extraction.

And then, poof, nothing.

I'm thinking the super secret spy
decoder ring prize is... Martin's

research.

These guys have it in their sights.

That would explain his jitters. Call
Grandlandler.

Tell them to watch their step.

Bridget Gray, leave a message.

Sasha, you girls just met with a couple
of heavies.

I think one of them is the guy from the
explosion this morning.

Where are you?

I could use some backup.

Hey, oh, sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

Are you following me?

I forgot to get your number.

That's me.

And you probably think I'm some kind of
stalker now, right?

I'm staying at the palace, sir.

You got dinner plans?

Call me later.

Room 512.

Martin?

Hey.

Where's Jack? He, uh, met at the pancake
thing.

Right. Yeah.

Looks like the sharks are circling.

I spoke with Frank Maitland.

You know, the Russians and the Chinese
are here, too.

Yeah, well, just, you know, talk to Wes
Pelton.

Well, these oil guys keep rough company.

Things can get pretty nasty.

We can help steer you clear of it, but
we have to know what's going on.

What is it, Martin?

What do you got that everybody wants so
badly?

A chemical process for removing oil from
bitumen.

Single -step alternative to upgrading
and refining.

It'll make removing the heavy oil from
the sands cheaper, easier, and greener.

Well, you could have told us this. Well,
Wes doesn't want Ottawa blocking the

sale.

Look what the damn feds did to the radar
set.

Come on, your invention's going to cut
praises at the pump. You'll be a

hero.

Why do you look like somebody just shot
your pony?

Well, just the pressure, I guess, you
know.

I have to go.

I need a drink.

Uh, no.

No, thanks.

I have to get home and feed my cat now.

Oh, well.

Slade, you seen this?

Spyware's working, but nothing to tie
Sasha Yergov to the blackout at West

or the explosion.

But that was definitely his guy who blew
the barbecue.

I got a pint of Warthog. Thanks.

Okay, call me if you find anything.

All right, so he booked us a cab for the
morning.

What do you say you and I grab a couple
steaks and go hit the mechanical bull at

Ranchman's? Actually, I have dinner
plans.

Hey. Hey, Jimmy Cossack? Gray Jackson.

He's just leaving.

You want to give us a second here?

Yeah. Oh, absolutely.

I'll be at the bar. Okay.

Who's this guy? An environmental
consultant.

A very hot environmental consultant.

Well, where did you meet him?

When did you have time to meet him?
Well, Dad, we met at the gym. The gym

you were tailing Sasha Igaro? Yeah.

And it didn't strike you as a little
weird this guy hit on you?

I mean, what did he do, offer to spot
you?

I happened to look good in micro.

Oh, Jesus.

You have to go now.

I don't trust this guy.

Over there?

You look like you're tight.

See you later.

See you. All right.

Jackson.

Gray. Gray, it's Martin.

They're here.

The man from the breakfast this morning
and another guy, they're parked outside

my building.

Okay, Martin, I need you to calm down
and stay out of sight, all right?

Meet me at the palace or I'll get you a
room.

I was just waiting for the right time to
finish the job.

You know, probably make it look like an
accident.

If they wanted you dead, you'd be dead.

This guy they work for, Sasha Egorov, he
doesn't miss.

Oh, that's very comforting. Thank you.

Everything's going to be fine.

If they can't crack the West Tech
mainframe, then what's to stop them from

cracking my head? I can arrange
protection for you until the sale. After

you're not going to be a target. You're
going to be on the front page of the

paper.

Come on, Martin.

This is the breakthrough the oil
industry's been waiting for.

You've been working on this since you
were in school.

Aren't you even a little bit happy?

I wish this whole thing never happened.

What whole thing?

You know... sale and hype and all these
people fighting over the technology.

They'll be back.

Yeah.

They'll probably find me in my office.

I'll be nothing but a corpse before I
even get to the sale.

Look, you gotta relax.

You know, hey, order some room service,
okay?

Get some sleep. Yeah.

We're not gonna let anything happen to
you.

FBI in L .A. called. They just arrested
the real Kimberle. She sprang 200

bunnies from a cosmetics lab and
released them at the CEO's place in Palm

Springs. Night of the living cute.

Any idea who we had in custody?

USA just picked her up an hour ago.

Interpol returned a match on the prints.

Danielle Carsden, she's a corporate spy.

Danielle's been freelancing for the last
three years.

Look who she knows in Calgary.

A Chinese oil magnate.

Who's this guy?

Wait! Stop!

I will respect the hell out of you in
the morning. I want the lights on.

It'll work for me.

Hey, you.

Hey.

That plane leaves in three hours.

I got a client this afternoon.

I'll be gone.

She's expecting me to deliver a report.

Sounds pressing.

Is it?

Nothing?

Jackson, how'd it go last night? No sign
of the Russian muscle.

I got a mounting escort Martin to work,
but he's still a little jumpy. He's like

Slade, only twitchier.

I'm sure you mean that in the most
loving way. Get down to West Tech.

Keep them safe till after the sale.
We've got too many unknown elements in

I'm sending you a photo.

Hope that's not too twitchy.

We think Nugent Rong's looking to steal
the tech before she has to open her

wallet this afternoon.

See him?

No. He should be easy to spot.

Guy that good looking will be surrounded
by babes.

Layla, I'm coming up to your room.

Layla?

Layla?

Layla?

The girl may be locked up, but we've got
another player.

The guy in the photo? He's so large.

He's kind of cute.

He may be planning another attack on
West Tech's computers.

If Cybersepticeye... The Chinese angle
and the Russians are using muscle.

What can we expect from the Americans?

Frank, old school, he'll use cash.

Don't worry, Mike.

All you have to do is make sure nobody
else steals it.

You're using my agents as rent -a -cops?
The illegal export of intellectual

property is a custom security matter.

Don't pretend you're saying that with a
straight face.

The guy in the photo goes by Jimmy
Kosick or James Cotswold or Jay

He's an ex -Russian sleeper agent
activated in 01.

Perfect. Darnell's got some calls in,
but it looks like Jimmy J. James is a

agent now. Mostly corporate espionage
for whoever pays. Right, in this case,

gin rung.

Now, here's my favorite part.

When the Russians flipped Jimmy's
switch, he was doing a master's degree

computer science.

A geek? He doesn't look the type.

I'm not going to ask what you mean by
that.

All right, so if Jimmy's our cracker,
he's only got a couple hours before the

sale goes down. If he doesn't steal it
first, he won't get paid.

He's got to be getting ready to make his
move.

See, I knew I could tell.

Oh, my God, I'm going to be late for my
meeting.

I better get to the airport.

What's wrong? Like a three -hour flight?

Three and a half.

I better go.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

is not over.

Bye, Jimmy.

Layla. Ready to go? No, we got a change
of plans. Where's your friend Jimmy?

Why? Well, he's a corporate spy working
for the Chinese buyer.

Possibly our mystery cracker.

When did you get this?

This morning.

Why didn't you call me? You didn't pick
up.

Believe me, Layla, I didn't want to be
right on this one.

Hey, Martin.

I can't do this. I have to stop it. Just
keep it together, all right? I'll meet

you in the boardroom.

My scientist is cracking up. Go.

What about Jimmy? Leave Jimmy to me.

Yeah, you'll never guess where he led
me. Stick building security on him and

wait for me at reception.

No way.

Do not go after him without backup.

Layla?

Layla?

While we're waiting, can I offer anyone
a cup of coffee? Or maybe something a

little stronger, huh?

Where's Martin? He said he had to print
off some spec sheets. That was 20

minutes ago.

I'll see if I can speed things up.

Just be another minute.

Thank you.

Yeah. What are you doing? Everybody's
waiting for you at the border.

I can't go up there.

Well, why don't you let me in so we can
talk?

I've been working on this stuff for half
my life.

Can you believe that?

And just like that, it's all gone.

In breath.

Stand up.

Look, I'm almost done here.

I'm not going to ask again.

Stand up.

Oh, okay.

Look, Layla, this is complicated. No,
it's not.

You're working for Niu Xinrong, and your
boss doesn't want to pay for the oil

extraction technology.

She shouldn't have to.

It's hers.

I was so close to perfecting the
process.

And then along comes this Chinese
student on a summer work placement.

The U of A kid who died in the oil
fields.

They said it was an accident.

It wasn't.

I don't know anymore.

Somehow, Wes got to the kid's laptop
and... Wes Felton stole the research?

He handed it to me like it was a gift.

All I had to do was just write my name
to it.

Now he's trying to sell it to the
Americans for no one can find out he

from a Chinese scientist.

There's still time to do the right
thing.

What are you doing? I'm open sourcing
this.

It doesn't belong to me or Wes. It
should be free for everyone.

You can't do that, Martin. There's a lot
more at stake here than just your

guilty conscience.

When the kid died, China came looking
for his research.

They never found it.

And West Tech has a sudden breakthrough
with the same technology.

It's a good story.

Look, this is Martin's computer. Do you
see what he's doing? He's posting his

chemical process to the web.

He's giving it away. Now tell me, why
would he do that if it was his to sell?

Layla, my boss is upstairs right now,
just waiting to hear that I've got it.

me stop Martin.

Why should I trust you?

anything goes public is worthless.

Please let me stop him.

Now, what's going to happen is Martin's
going to think this is going to the web,

but it's not.

And it'll be safe on here, and then I'm
going to hand it over to you. Then we go

upstairs.

You better hope Martin confirms his
story.

Give me the chemical process.

It's too late. Scientists already open
sourced it. I doubt you would let this

happen.

Yeah. Get away from the computer. Move.

How'd you get into the operation center?

You got that?

Thank her.

Happy to help.

Shopping hours are over.

What the hell's going on? She's right.
There's no sale.

I open sourced it.

Tell me. You're kidding. I can't sign my
name to his work, okay? It should have

gone to China when he died.

To his family.

At least it's country.

But it's out there now.

No, it isn't. He intercepted your
upload.

It never went public.

Which is good, right?

Belongs to China.

This is bullshit.

Hold on, Mr. Yegorov. We've got a couple
of questions for you about your

colleagues.

Frank,

Frank, we're going to get this cleared
up. We're going to straighten everything

out. Well, I need Morton to lick in a
promise.

You got the tech, we got the oil sands.

Young woman, Changjing.

Oh, Jim. Frank, we're not done here.
We're not done! Wes Felton, you're under

arrest for theft of intellectual
property.

What?

I'll sue your ass!

Let go of me! Get your hands off me! You
all right?

I'm sorry your American went away empty
-handed.

Now all we've got is the headline,
Canadians view oil tech from dead

student.

Well... I'm sure the Alberta oil lobby
in Washington will put a nice spin on

Why did you have to dig so deep?

You asked me to. I asked you to stop the
illegal export of intellectual

property.

Not to uncover the truth.

That part you get for free.

So you've got all my numbers, and let me
know if there's anything else I can do

for you, okay?

Have a safe flight.

Layla. Layla!

Listen, I'm sorry.

I lied to you.

Lying's your business.

Night.

Plan to catch?

Hey.

I hear Toronto's got some pretty decent
climbing gyms.

I don't think so.

I let a guy hold my rope.

I want to make sure he doesn't hang me
with it.