All language subtitles for the_sentinel_s02e10_second_chance

Tonight, on The Ten.

No!

Let her go!

Whatever feelings I had for Maya in the
past, they're just that, man. They're in

the past.

Don't do it. Don't you see a thing?

His name is Francisco Rivera.

It's only a matter of time before he
kills him.

Hold it right there!

In the jungles of Peru, the fight for
survival heightened his senses.

Now, Detective James Ellison is a
sentinel in the fight for justice.

Seeing before others see.

Sensing what others can't.

An ever -vigilant watchman in the war
against crime.

Well, what'd you think?

That was a party.

Nice food, good wine, little music.

Joe Kramer was on the force for 30
years.

I thought it was just a good thing to
do, give him a decent send -off.

Decent would be an understatement.

Yeah, well, you're the one that taught
the cops how to take care of business

when it comes to partying, huh?

Hey, I stand corrected, all right?

There's one thing I gotta know, though.
How in the world did you get that horse

to ride up in the hotel elevator?

A quart of maple syrup.

Ah, sugar rush.

No wonder it kicked out the window.

Hey, are you okay?

All right.

All right? Oh.

Take it easy.

Maya!

This is Paldalco tea.

It'll make you feel better.

The Brazilian Indians, they use it to,
uh...

Listen to me.

I'm trying to tell you what people in
South America like to do.

It's okay.

I don't mind.

All right, Simon, I'll talk to you in
the morning.

Maya, are you sure you've never seen
those guys before?

No, never.

And you have enough clue as to what they
might have wanted?

I don't mean to scare you, but unless
you tell me otherwise, I have no reason

believe that these guys won't want to
come back and do it again.

So why don't we start at the beginning?
At the beginning, you arrested my father

and put him in jail.

You know why that happened.

Yeah, I know.

For gun smuggling and murder.

Well, after that, I went back to Chile
to start my life over again and forget

that I was Hector Carrasco's daughter.

If they let me.

Who?

The cartel in Santiago, the one my
father worked for.

A few days ago, I got word that they
intended to kidnap me.

I tried to contact my uncle, Gustavo,
who is the only one I really trust, but

couldn't find him.

He's out of the country, so... So I came
here.

I thought, you know, if I ran far
enough, they wouldn't find me.

Well, you'll be safe here.

Isn't that right, Jim?

Yeah.

You can stay in my bed.

Of course.

The coach is fine for me.

Am I that interesting?

Yeah, you always were.

What are you thinking?

I was just wondering if you still hated
me.

For what?

Lying to you.

Using you to get information about your
father.

I don't hate you, Blair.

It's my father I hate.

All my life, I thought he was the
greatest man that ever lived.

And then I found out that he was a
gangster, a killer.

I feel dirty, like there's a stain on me
that I can't get off.

Maya, that's your father. That's not
you.

No, but it's my family.

You're not Chilean. You wouldn't
understand.

I want to understand.

I want to help you.

Look, I remember what we had before.

I do.

But it's just that right now I don't
know how I feel about anything or

There's nothing to be sorry about.

It's okay.

Mike, if you need anything, let me know.

Safehouse is all set up. There's a two
-man protection team waiting.

Okay, great. Count me in.

No way, Fender. No can do. I agree, sir.
Why not?

Well, number one, you're not a cop.
You're a civilian observer.

Number two, you're personally involved.

So when did that ever stop you?

This is not about me. Why is there one
set of rules for you and a different for

me? This is not open for debate. Hey!

Sam Bird, you're out.

Let's just get back to work.

What kind of danish is that?

Pineapple.

Yeah, I know.

This is Officer Lawton.

Beaks won't vanish if you need him.

This is Officer Spence.

Two of the best men in the department.

We'll be checking in by phone, all
right?

Okay. Everything's going to be all
right.

Gentlemen, we'll see you in a little
while. Chief?

Yeah, I'll be there in just a minute.

Larry, thank you.

I wish you could be more.

If you need anything, you let me know.

Take care of yourself, okay?

Me too.

Don't say it, all right, Jim?

All I was going to say was that I could
use a little breakfast.

Only you could have Chinese food for
breakfast.

Fried egg, poached egg, egg bouillon.
What's different?

I know what you think.

She's got me using my heart, not my
head, right?

Actually, I'm thinking...

What's it mean when your fortune is
white?

Whatever feelings I had for Maya in the
past, they're just that, man. They're in

the past.

Uh -huh.

You don't believe me? How can you
believe me? Okay, so maybe I got some

left for her.

I got the feeling I got a gun on my
side.

You're going to come with us. Get in the
car.

Bought and paid for, no doubt.

Well, whatever they paid you, I'll
double it.

Just tell me where Maya Carrasco is.

Who?

You damn stubborn Americans.

Everything is a bitching contest.

Beautiful, isn't it, huh?

Made by my cousin.

A true craftsman.

Even something as hard as iron would
bend like clay when

fiery applied.

Take that one.

I'll ask again.

You touch him and you're a dead man.

Order.

Talk, senor. Your friend is getting
warm.

Jim, don't do it. Don't you say a thing.

You want me to kill him now, senor
Gustavo?

Gustavo?

Uncle Gustavo?

Only one person calls me Uncle Gustavo.

You are Uncle Gustavo.

The one Maya said she trusts.

Let them go.

So you have seen her?

Seen her, yeah.

We're protecting her.

Why didn't you tell me so?

I don't feel very comfortable talking
with a gun on my side.

Forgive me. I was concerned for my
niece.

I'm Gustavo Alcante.

I should bust you for attempted murder,
Gustavo.

By all means, detective, bust me.

But first, take me to Maya.

She did say she wanted to see him.

We're not going to compromise her
position.

Ay, Dios mío. Here, here.

Then blindfold me, huh? My men will stay
here.

Yo me voy con Odo aquí.

Al café Ander.

Vámonos.

What kind of car do you have here, Sr.
Alcante?

You're like my Jaguar.

I have a friend. He can sell you one
cheap.

No, thank you. Driving a hot car
wouldn't be good for my image.

What exactly do you do back in Chile?

I'm retired.

From what? From what I did before.

That clarifies things.

So Maya, she must be pretty special to
you, huh?

Maya is my late wife's niece.

We haven't seen each other for the last
couple of years, but we are close there.

Are you satisfied?

You Americans, you think everything is a
talk show.

We got trouble.

Oh, my God.

Maya!

I know who did it. The bullet hole
through the hands of her signature.

His name is Francisco Ribeiro.

A warlord who once worked with Hector
Carrasco.

If he has Maya... It's only a matter of
time before he kills her.

I know what's going through your head,
Chief, but you're wrong.

If you'd stayed with her, you'd be dead,
too.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

Believe me, Mr. O 'Connor, you're doing
everything in our power to locate your

niece. Of course, but protect and
preserve, huh?

Right now, I'm more interested in how
the hell they found our safe house.

It's possible.

Hey.

What? Yeah, you know, I just think...
Sandberg.

Yeah,

this is Sandberg.

Blair, it's Maya.

Maya?

Listen. Keep her talking.

They came in the house and the policeman
tried to stop them, but I tried

to get away.

Who? Who took you? I need a trace
initiator on Captain Banks. Maya, just

where you are. I can't.

Enough.

Now listen carefully to what I tell you.

I'll kill the girl.

Shut up.

Now pay attention.

Get your father's access codes.

I don't understand what... All right,
thanks. They hung up. Did you get it?

No good. It's too quick.

What did they say, Sandberg?

Sandberg!

They're holding her for ransom.

All right, how much money do they want?
They don't want money. They want

numbers.

Numbers?

Hector Carrasco's bank account numbers,
access codes.

So that's what they were after.

Hector keeps his money in a Swiss bank
account.

We're supposed to meet him at Granite
Beach Park by noon with the codes. Oh,

no. That's impossible.

Only Hector knows what the code words
are.

Well, if we don't get them, she dies.

Your brother -in -law's at Chinook
Federal Prison.

Captain Banks is arranging a meeting
now. Then I suggest you find someone who

can authorize it.

Damn it, man, the girl will be dead by
then.

Mr. Alcante, I'm afraid we've hit a
little snag. There's a million -dollar

contract on Carrasco's life. The feds
won't allow anyone near him. Now, the

guy who can lift that order won't even
be in town until next week. Perfect.

do we do now?

I know the account numbers.

Those will not have changed.

But without Hector's access codes...

The numbers are useless.

Well, maybe there's some way we can fake
them.

Check them out the first chance they
get.

Which they can't do until the Swiss
banks open tomorrow.

Now, wait a minute.

That's not until after 1 a .m. in
Cascade. Well, that buys us a little

least. These guys are smart. We've got
to make these codes believable.

Usually, one chooses words that have
special meaning, you know? Easy to

remember.

Hector and I grew up together.

I should be able to come up with
something.

Good. You come up with that list, Mr.
Alcante. Jim will take it to the

kidnappers. No, no.

I must go with him. Out of the question.
This is police business.

You think police business that put Maya
in a safe house?

My niece is far too valuable to trust to
you.

I will go with him.

I'm curious, Gustavo, how it is that you
know Rivera?

I would pass across over the years.

In the cartel?

Yes.

What was your job in the cartel?

I moved cash around.

A little money laundering, huh?

What do you want, my resume?

I've done a lot of things I'm not proud
of.

Five years ago, I made a promise to my
wife. She was dying.

I swore to her that I would leave my old
life behind.

And I did.

But it hasn't been easy.

Old habits die hard.

So you're a new man now.

Just a tired old one.

But a man of my word.

You don't believe me.

I've met a lot of criminals who have
said they've been reformed.

Very few have actually stuck to the
program.

Hey, this must be them.

Which one is Sandberg?

Don't look like much.

And why did you dig up this old crook?
I'm warning you, Francisco.

Don't worry.

Nothing will happen to Maya as long as I
get the code.

Not until I know these are good.

I'll keep in touch, I should say.

Come on, let's go.

If he does,

I'm holding you responsible.

Could you just please be quiet?

They must have had another car waiting.

Of course they did.

Did you think you'd catch them so
easily?

Pascal!

Here are the codes.

Load them into the launch program.

I want them ready to send the instant
the bank's open.

Si, senor.

We got the codes.

That's wonderful.

You don't look very happy.

I don't like to lie to my friends. I
don't like to use them. That was the

way. You know that.

Unless you still have feelings for him.
No, that's not it.

Are you sure?

Yes.

I love you very much, Maya.

Me too.

Technician, take off the bumper. Check
around in there. We already know who

we're after. Why do we need fingerprints
from a car that I'm certain was stolen?

We're just checking for fingerprints,
anything we can, a clue to find out

they have taken Maya. It's not a waste
of time. In a few hours, Francisco's

going to know the cause they're facing.

We're doing the best we can here.

Give the guys a break.

Powder.

Light. Photograph.

How is this going to help to find her?

Give these guys a chance. They know what
they're doing. Chance?

I should try and find himself a longer
fuse before he blows a gasket.

Jim.

Where's Gustavo?

Cooling off down there somewhere. What's
up?

Just came in over the wire. Check it
out.

We had Interpol do a search on Francisco
Ribeiro.

He's connected to Carrasco's cartel.

Very well connected, as it turns out.
What are you talking about?

Check out his full name.

Francisco Rivero Alcante.

Alcante?

He's Gustavo's son.

No way.

Let's bring him in.

I don't see him.

Tell me, Simon, they're in it together.

The whole thing makes no sense.

Why would Gustavo kidnap his own niece
and then get fake access codes to his

son? To force us to come up with the
real codes. We're talking millions of

dollars here, sir.

The whole thing sounds pretty convoluted
to me.

Until we know exactly what's going on,
let's just keep digging. Dig where?

Gustavo's vanished.

Francisco could be anywhere. I mean,
we're at a total dead end here.

Uh -uh, maybe not.

When you agreed to let Gustavo see Maya,
I heard him say something to his men in

Spanish. Something about meeting him at
the Andy's Cafe.

I never heard of it. Oh, it's a Chilean
club down on Alvarez Street.

Right, right, that's the one.

Yeah, I bet anything he's down there
right now having a cold one waiting for

pals.

All right, it's worth a shot. Let's go.
Hey, try not to lose him this time.

We don't have to worry about that.

There must be some way you can check the
codes right now.

Call one of our friends in Geneva. Get
him out of bed if you have to.

Even if we do verify the code.

We can't get the money released until
the bank's open. I know that.

But try anyway.

I don't press at all, man.

Well,

it isn't like two American friends.

We need to talk. As you can see, I'm
already involved in the conversation.

It's too bad you're going to have to cut
it short because you're under arrest.

Hablamos.

Or what?

Aiding and abetting a felon.

I see.

Where are they now?

See, of course there would be a reward.

Am I no problem?

What are you hiding from me?

Nothing. I... Senor, I reached Geneva.

I think we should look at that.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, really?

When were you going to tell us about
Francisco being your son?

Oh, that.

Oh, that.

All right, Francisco's my son, but in
name only.

An animal.

Damn it! What? What's the matter?

Mind your own business.

He said... my business. Not unless I say
so. Santos, get the car. Damn it.

Francisco.

You rot in hell.

And if he hurts Maya, I'll send him
there myself.

Okay, tough guy. Whatever. You'll get a
chance. Let's talk about it down there,

okay?

Look,

before you take me to jail, there's
something I should tell you.

Now listen.

A young woman in a cafe.

She was a friend of Maya's from school
back in Chile.

She says this last semester at the
university, Maya had a boyfriend.

So? His name was Francisco Rivero
Alcantara. No way.

That'd be your first cousin. No, not by
blood.

Francisco's the son of my first wife.

Well, why didn't you warn her about your
son?

As I told you, Maya and I had not seen
one another for a while.

After her father went to prison, she was
obsessed with guilt.

She used to say she wanted to give all
of his money to the people of Chile to

make up for the crimes that he had
committed.

I think it's possible that Francisco and
Maya had this

kidnapping scheme together.

No way, that's crazy.

Francisco wanted Hector Carrasco's money
to strengthen his position in the

cartel. And Maya is very vulnerable.

He probably told her he would give all
the money for a good cause.

She wouldn't fall for that.

I know.

I know, Francisco.

Once he gets what he wants, he'll have
no more use for my army. Killer.

What a charming son you've got.

When I walked away from the criminal
life, he felt I had betrayed him.

He picked up where you left off with the
vengeance.

My day, we had a cold.

Violence, but for a reason.

With Francisco, I think violence to
release his rage.

Now that I love Maya like a daughter, he
will destroy her to get at me. Where is

the other cop?

Where is Gustavo Alcan?

Wait here.

Oh, damn it.

Let him go.

How good a shot are you? Good enough to
drop me before I blow your friend away?

Give it up, Vero. We all know about you
and Maya.

Really?

Huh.

Then it's lucky we have another hostage.

Call me when you have the real codes.

And make it within four hours, or don't
bother calling at all.

Now, two people may die.

Maya and you, Mr. Thunberg.

Our only hope is to get the real codes.

Which we can't do.

Maybe we can.

But Juan Carlos Duarte can.

Who? Juan Carlos Duarte, sir. He's the
chief administrator for the Department

Prisons in Chile.

In other words, me.

And my police liaison, of course.

Have you lost your mind? If we can get
to Hector, he will give us the codes for

Maya's sake.

I know this all sounds crazy, Captain,
but we're running out of time. Forget

Carrasco is being held in a special
security wing of the prison. Even if you

manage to scam your way inside, how are
you going to get the code?

We'll improvise. Improvise.

I can be very imaginative.

Could you step outside, please?

Not you.

The guy is crafter than a fox.

How can we trust him? I don't know that
we can fully, sir, but if we don't take

this shot, it might be our only chance
to get those two out of this alive.

Thank you, sir.

Maya. I want you some water.

I don't want any water.

Look, I don't know what's going on
between you and Francisco. Look,

is going to be all right, okay?

As soon as Francisco gets the codes,
he'll let you go.

No, he won't.

He's going to kill me, Maya, and your
uncle thinks he's going to kill you,

It's wrong.

You both are.

Francisco wouldn't hurt anybody.

He wouldn't hurt anybody.

What about the cops at the safe house?
What?

He killed them.

No. Yes, Maya, I saw the bodies.

Then why are you telling me these lies?

I'm not lying to you this time. I'm
trying to save your life. Now untie me

let's get the hell out of here.

Maya, Maya, where are you going?

Why? How long to clear the print?

About 30 minutes.

Ah, America.

The technology is staggering.

Go ahead, sir.

You know, a few prints on file in the
States were screwed.

Well, actually, in the course of doing
business with your country, I've had

certain difficulties.

What sort of difficulties are you
talking about? I'm wanted by the FBI,

don't worry.

I've taken precautions.

What precautions?

Senor Duarte.

Ah, Wooden Fowler.

Thank you for letting me come on such
short notice. Oh, I'm always happy to

trade ideas with a fellow canologist.

My liaison, Detective Ellison. Nice to
see you.

Si, nos dieron codigos falsos, pero ya
estamos resolviendo el problema, senor.

Francisco.

Disculpe. Those men at the safe house.

Did you kill them?

Tengo que llamarlo luego, senor.

Oh, my God.

What have you done?

Oh, my God.

It was necessary.

Necessary? To make them understand that
we were serious.

I can't believe you lied to me.

Maya, Maya, Maya.

Please, please, don't be naive.

Two lives are a small price to pay for
all the good we can do with millions of

dollars.

Surely you understand that.

Yes.

Yes, I understand.

Good.

Good.

We house and feed 2 ,300 prisoners at an
average cost of just over $20 a day.

Very impressive.

Tell me, is it true that you're holding
Hector Carrasco here?

The reason I ask... because he was a
prisoner of mine once.

Really?

Until his finest judge set him free.

Oh, I know what you mean. We lock him
up, they let him loose again.

Is there a chance I could see Carrasco?

It would be quite satisfying.

As a last laugh.

The hell.

A little gloating is good for the soul.

Peter, we're going to 322.

All right, this is as close as we get.
He's in protective confinement.

And you, Duarte, if you would sit there.

You'd be surprised to hear from me.

During this time at Cuelota, we became
quite friendly.

Now, he's going to be able to see you
just like you can see him.

Just speak into the microphone.

Hola, Hector.

Excuse me.

In the interest of security, now, you're
going to have to speak English.

Ah, of course.

Hello, Hector.

It's your old friend, Warden Juan Carlos
Duarte.

Yes, of course, sir.

Have you been Juan Carlos?

Good, but my wife has not been well. You
remember her?

Maya?

Maya?

Yes, I do.

Is her condition serious?

I have sent for some specialists from
Switzerland.

Switzerland? Yes.

But they are so expensive.

It's almost as though you have to ransom
back a person's health.

I know several doctors in Santiago who
are excellent.

That would be wonderful.

Could I have a pencil work, please?

Yes.

Take mine.

What are their names?

Well, there's Dr.

Sassulo. Dr. Pele.

There's, uh...

What's the problem?

That guy visiting from Chile, Duarte?

And he's got the report back on his
print. Take a look at this.

That can't be right.

Where's Duarte now?

You've been very kind, Senor Carrasco.

De nada, Senor Duarte.

Please, send Maya my love.

I will do that.

Thank you, Warden Fowler.

I'll call the consulate in the morning,
and they'll set up your tour of Chile.

Warden? What is it, Mike?

Warden, according to the security check,
this man is actually Gustavo Alcante.

He's wanted by the FBI.

What? That's ridiculous.

Tell him the rest.

The report also says Alcante's been dead
for three years.

Obviously. Mistake. I remember that
case.

Who couldn't?

Alcante's been dead for three years.

Warden, I hate to break this up. I mean,
there must be a computer glitch. We're

due to see the mayor in half an hour.
We're running late.

Should I run them again, Warden?

No, it's okay, Pete. Thanks.

Senor Duarte Del Conte, you can walk
through the walls anyway.

Come on, Dan.

Yeah, I got the code.

He wants one for verification.

It's account number 74653, Zasulo.

What is Zasulo?

Codes are all nameless. Soccer players
from our childhood. I never would have

guessed.

You okay?

Just the excitement. Of course it's
good. You get the rest when I get the

hostages. Now, what's the address?

It's in the marina. Where in the marina?

Slip 24.

Slip 24. We'll be there in 15 minutes.

I can't breathe.

Hang on. We'll come over.

Gustavo. Hang in there, Gustavo.

Stand up against the guard. I'll call an
ambulance.

What the hell are you doing?

What I must do. That includes shooting
you, if I have to, eh? How long have

been following us?

What's the other?

Since the prison.

I'm sorry, but this is between my son
and me.

You've got to let the police handle this
the right way, Gestapo. No, no, I can't

take that chance. Not with Maya's life
in the balance.

Well, what about Sanford's life, huh?
Are you going to be responsible for his

life, too?

And what about the promise you made to
your wife?

San Francisco's violence was stopped.

Gustavo, you don't have to do this,
Gustavo.

Yes, I do.

You know what to do?

Wait five minutes, then move in.

And remember, all that matters is my
safety.

You were right about him.

I'm disappointed in you, Maya.

I should shoot you both right now.

Señor, señor.

He's here.

Your uncle is here.

Watch him.

Vamos, vamos.

Vamos. Apúrate, vamos.

Vamos.

Where are the codes?

Where's Maya?

You let her go, then I'll give you the
code.

Don't bother stalling. Your two men
won't be coming.

Face it, old man.

You're outmatched.

Simon, it's Jim.

No. You either give me the coat, or I
kill her while you watch.

I slipped 24.

Better make it quick.

Gustavo's taking matters into his own
hands here.

I'll have a lot better support there in
an hour.

now, old man.

There's this guy. Kill him.

I just got a call from the FBI.

Did you know that there was a warrant
out for Gustavo?

Evidently a flag went up when they ran
his prints at the prison.

A couple of agents are coming to pick
him up.

Oh, come on, Captain. I mean, isn't
there anything you can do? I mean, I

know about you guys, but I've kind of
grown to like the old guy.

Look, Sandberg, I know he's charming as
hell, but he's still a wanted criminal.

It's my duty as a police officer to turn
him in.

Uncle, for everything that happened...
It's all right.

The glory of youth is to make mistakes
and survive.

Be next.

Can I speak to you for a second? Excuse
me.

Excuse us, Maya.

I'm going to be arrested, yes?

It's the Fed.

As long as Maya's safe, I don't mind a
few years in prison.

Besides, I could use a rest.

FBI,

we're here to take Gustavo Alcante into
custody.

Jim, they're here. Bring him on over.

So I guess I'll go to jail now?

No.

No, you're not going to go to jail.

The captain thinks that they're going to
deport you and bar you from ever coming

back.

So we'll never see each other again?

I don't know about that.

he ends, he always gets what he
deserves.

Adios.

Adios.

Take care of him, huh?

Man was a pure felon and a world -class
pain in the ass.

I'm with you there.

So why do I feel like I let him down?

I don't know.

You okay, Chief?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

I'll be all right.

Sit here. My heart's open.

Get over here.

FBI, we're here to take Gustavo Alcante
into custody.

Gustavo Alcante.

I think something's funny.

I think you want to talk to my captain,
sir.

Simon! Simon!