All language subtitles for Bugs s03e02 The Revenge Effect

No phones till tomorrow. Network wiring
at the end of the week.

Support staff?

Just me.

Beckett, a word.

Is Ed still in hospital?

Yes, he is.

I was hoping to find Miss Henderson
here.

Rose doesn't want us to give up our
independence.

Tell her she's wrong.

I want your independence for the backup
of my organisation.

It's not penal servitude, for God's
sake.

It's a real opportunity for all of us.

Right, so we get our hands on all the
stuff in the magic toy shop. I mean,

do you get out of this?

A way to deal with the unorthodox
enemies, including the ones on the

What does that mean? Think about it.

If our own people take it upon
themselves to operate outside the law,

going to send after them?

Well, I've tried every argument I can
think of, Jan, but she just doesn't want

to come on board.

Get her to come in and talk to me.

If she'll do that, I'll give her all the
guarantees she needs.

I'll see what I can do.

Oh, and Beckett, unless we're in an
office with the door closed, don't call

Jan.

No, Director.

Ed, the illustrated man.

Hmm. Just check his signature, Ros. Make
sure he's spelled it right this time.

I know it's hard to get my turn after
every woman in the hospital's had a go.

Just enjoy your moment of glory, Becca.
They're cutting me out of this thing in

the morning.

I hope you're going to keep the plaster,
Ed. I mean, Ros, have you seen this?

They've all put their phone numbers down
here.

I know.

Keep it.

I made them promise to take me down to
the furnace room so I can watch them

it.

Your doctor said she thought you might
be a little bit depressed.

I've got more pins and plates in me than
Robbie the Robot.

I feel like I've been cut up and put
back together like Frankenstein's

I'll be in physio till kingdom come.

Why on earth would I have any reason to
be depressed?

I'm so sorry, Ed.

Don't be sorry, Roz. It's not your
fault.

You just tracked down that Kitty McCaig
and you give her what she deserves.

We're trying everything we can think of,
Ed.

It's just... But we will find her.

And you, you remember that you're lucky
to be alive.

Yes, miss.

Right, well, time to go.

Yeah.

See you tomorrow.

Get off.

You're making my head wet.

You're just taking advantage of me.

Yeah, well, don't think you're going to
get one of those off of me.

Vicar.

But you managed to talk her around yet.

I'm working on it.

The joke is, I thought you'd be the one
that was going to give me problems.

I'll be honest with you.

I've lost my taste for doing this sort
of thing without a safety net.

Yeah, well, I'm going to talk to her
now.

I just hate to seem like that, don't
you?

Ross?

Oh, Ross.

Don't cry.

He's going to be fine.

Everything's going to be fine.

Don't you worry about getting the egg.

She can run.

But she can't hide forever.

What's this? Where's my money?

Well, I arranged for the payment for
your last two sales to be in high -value

bearer bonds.

It's the only practical way, Kitty. It
would be impossible to move that amount

of cash around.

I don't want anything traceable.

Those are completely anonymous.

I don't see why that's such a factor.

You know I have to drop out of sight.

You already have, Kitty. I'm the only
one who knows you're here.

I mean permanently.

Deep undercover, out there with Elvis.

Where's this Duchess you've been
researching for me?

Duchess of Fortetza.

British mother, Italian father.

She's just inherited an estate near
Windsor she'd never even seen.

Perfect.

What's she doing now?

Well, the Duke died three months ago.
She sold the winery. Now she's coming

here to do the same with her mother's
ancestral home.

Family ties?

None. She's all alone.

With a title in 2 ,000 acres.

You promised me an explanation.

I did, didn't I?

What have you done?

What does it look like I've done, Zach?
I'm burning our bridges.

Get rid of the body.

I've done two bodies, Kitty.

You do now, Zach.

This is survival.

Unless you're telling me you want to get
off the bus.

I'll... I'll see to it.

Shut the door.

What's wrong?

I'm not certain Zach's entirely on
board.

What do you want to do?

I'd like to think someone's returning
the trust I place in them.

Tickerbug on him.

Hello, Channing. Before we do anything
else, Roz, this is for you.

Don't look so suspicious. It isn't going
to explode.

Celebration present.

The Korean license.

Ros, you're fantastic.

I want to bear your children.

Hold your hand out, Channing.

You don't want it.

Ron, look at it. You can't imagine the
strings I had to pull. Not as a present,

no. Call it a company car, then.

Channing, that's not a car. That's a
piece of road jewellery. I wouldn't dare

leave it in the street.

Burned by Ross Henderson. Some boys can
only dream.

That was me some bad name.

Oh, shut up.

Don't do something you'll regret. This
is a classic. It's irreplaceable.

Drive it for a week, then decide.

Get inside.

God's sake, look after it.

We're online to your bank now. Shall I
access your account?

No.

Open me a new account in the name of the
Duchess of Cortez.

Then transfer all the money out of my
old account and close it.

Why?

Just do it, Zach.

I'm saying you need to choose a new
passcode.

Seven letters and a number.

Move over.

Nothing too obvious.

I think that's enough.

Why the duchess?

Oh, you know these offshore bankers.

One whiff of nobility and they roll
right over.

Finish it off for me.

This is everything I could find on Kitty
McHague's business dealings in the

public domain.

And this I found by more devious means.

Now that's the one I want to see.

She's richer than I am, and that's going
some.

Really? I didn't think anyone was richer
than you.

Where's your friend Beckett? I thought
he was going to be here.

He's supposed to be on his way.

I knew she was successful, but I didn't
think... Look at this. A lot of the

things she made had commercial
applications.

These are defence contracts.

She built weapons as works of art, and
then she licensed out the designs.

Just like the battle wagon.

The commercial version clears
minefields. That one invention's netted

million over the last two years, and
there are dozens like it.

You're right. She is one seriously rich
woman.

Which I imagine will make her very
difficult to find.

Any idea where she banks?

No, I haven't been able to find that
out, sorry.

We're getting nowhere looking for her.
But if we knew where she banked, we

follow the money.

What do you say we forget this afternoon
and start again?

I think we should.

Why didn't you tell me that?

Well, you know, it's awkward. You're
always Johnny's girl.

Nick, I'm 33 years old and never in my
life have I been anybody's girl. I don't

want to talk about...

Who are you?

You don't recognise me?

You work for Kitty.

I'm not here to do you any harm.

I'm getting out.

I draw the line at murder.

Oh, yeah.

This from a man who was happy to blow up
a chemical dump right under the middle

of town.

We planned it as a disaster for the
history books when nobody died.

Kitty! But Kitty's gone completely out
of control.

Look, don't have much time.

This is amazing.

I don't know what you're playing at.
There are plenty of people around here,

doctors and nurses.

Where's the bag?

It's in the bubble on his pony tail. I'm
sorry about what happened to you.

Well, thank you very much. It makes me
feel a whole lot better. Just get around

here where I can see you.

I know who that is, and I know where he
is.

I'm giving you the passcode to Kitty
McCaig's escape fund.

I changed it without her knowing, which
means she can't get to her own money

without it. Get the car.

Wait a minute, you're as good as turning
me into bait.

Yeah, if you like.

You've got the code without the
username.

She's got the username without the code.

What's the point of that?

Think of it like a race.

If she gets the code, she'll grab the
money and go.

If you get the name, you can freeze the
account and she's dead in the water.

Give us both now.

Oh, no.

Having you all fighting it out amongst
yourselves gives me the chance to

disappear. Ed?

I'm all done here.

I just came to tell you the latest x
-rays look good. We can take that cast

tomorrow as planned.

Jasmine, hang on a second. I think
there's something I should tell you.

You must be mad.

My back was itching.

I can't believe you dropped a scalpel
down inside the cast.

I didn't intend to. I was only trying to
scratch.

With a surgical blade?

Yes, well, I know it sounds crazy,
but...

The surgical blade was all I could find.

That thing's coming off right now.

Wait with me.

Oh, all right.

Yes.

The healing isn't over yet. It's going
to take a lot of patience and physio.

Where's the scalpel?

You know, I could have been wrong about
that.

Ed. Oh, come on, Yasmin, this is a lot
more important. Give me that back piece.

Oh, wonderful.

He used a woman's name when he changed
the passcode.

They're all women's names.

Exactly. I can't tell which one it is.

Sit still. All right, I'm just... I'm
trying to remember these.

Mary. Mary.

Pamela times two.

Mary, Pamela times two. Miranda.

Mary, Pamela times two.

Get this to Beckett and Rose.

Tell them that somewhere on there is
half a key to Kitty McHague's bank

Kitty McHague is the woman who put me
here. But, Ed... Trust me, this is an

emergency.

Lost him, Kitty.

Upstairs, third floor.

She's here.

Out the back way. Go.

You've got to catch me first.

Oh, dear,

not... Quite ready for the big wide
world, eh?

We were in here.

Rickett, where were you earlier? You
were supposed to be coming over to my

place.

I got held up, Russ.

Let's just concentrate on finding out,
OK?

When I got back with security, there was
nobody here.

You know, I think Kitty McHaggis
kidnapped Ed to pry the passcode out of

We don't know which name the passcode
is.

We don't know which bank the passcode's
for.

What kind of money are we talking about
here, Ross?

More than enough to set herself up in a
new life anywhere that she wants.

How?

Spin -off defence contracts.

Look, Beckett, suppose we were to cut
her off from her cash. I think we'd be

dealing with one seriously desperate
woman.

Desperate people do make mistakes.

Where's Nick Beckett? He's down there.

This is where the new bureau's going to
be?

We don't know what it's going to be
called yet. Are you joining us?

I do hope I'm interrupting.

Miss Henderson.

Ed's missing and you're here?

That's what we're talking about.

Please.

I know you think I've used unfair
pressure on Beckett to get him in here.

It's perfectly true. I suppose I have.

A department like yours is bound to have
something on everybody.

Helped by the fact that one of his old
girlfriends took him for a ride.

And now there are people chasing him all
over town for every penny he's got.

Is this true?

That's nobody's business but mine.

Beckett, why didn't you tell me?

You know my situation. I could have
helped. I don't want to discuss this.

had absolutely no right to bring that
up.

This is all part of the deal, Ros.

We're being offered access to the code
red file on Kitty McHague's defence

including a track on where the money was
paid to.

An example of what cooperation can do.

The bank, Ros.

We'll find out which bank she uses.

Which means we can find her.

All payments for the defence contracts
went to the same place, Kitty McHague's

personal account. But she uses a bank
with offshore status. No tax and total

privacy.

See if it'll give us anything useful.

I'm already knocking at the door, but we
can't get into Kidd's account without

the passcode.

So which one is it?

Try more.

No, you can't do that. These programmes
recognise a fishing expedition.

One wrong try too many, and they shut
you out for good.

Miranda, 2001.

The first word has seven spaces.

Miranda's the only seven -letter word on
there.

And who might this be?

I'm his personnel assistant.

She's the file clerk.

OK, name of account holder. Hey.

Oh.

It's locked up.

I can't log off. I'll have to reboot to
break the link.

Right passcode, wrong name.

She's opened a new account under a
different name.

She's creating a new identity. It's got
to be.

Same bank, same money, new name and new
number.

Well, we've got the number, but to give
ourselves any chance of finding her, we

need the name.

How are we going to get hold of that?

Bust into the bank?

Pamela number one.

Registrar.

Pamela number... Pamela number two.

She brought the meals around.

Ah, Kitty.

Gosh, I thought this might have been the
breakfast run.

Or do you think this is a hotel?

I don't know what it is.

Where am I?

Hospital's made you soft.

There's almost nothing in the kitchen,
I'm afraid.

Dear old Zach has managed to cut off my
line of credit.

I want that passcode, Ed.

What makes you think I know it?

I'm sure you've worked it out.

I think you're stalling so your friends
can find you first. But don't bother.

There's nothing that can lead them here.

And what happens if I just keep holding
out?

I don't want to say.

I thought we were friends.

I know you did.

No point in an appeal to the heart,
then?

No.

Hard as stone and twice as cold.

I want my money, and I want it today.

I'll get that passcode, even if Ben has
to beat it out of you. And then what?

You'll disappear?

Somehow I don't think so.

Disappearing's easy.

The owner of this house, the Duchess of
Fortezza, is passing through.

Only somewhere on the journey, the lady
vanishes.

You pop up in a place and carry on
living her life.

Nothing gets past that lightning brain
of yours, does it?

And what if an old friend of the Duchess
should happen to drop by?

By then, they'll find she's sold up and
moved on to Venezuela.

And what if I don't give you what you
want?

Nothing but grief ensues.

Think about it.

But don't be thinking about it for too
long.

I guess it really doesn't matter, does
it?

If I tell you or not.

I won't be leaving here alive, will I?

I don't know the...

What did Roz say? Is she coming around?

She's over the moon.

I just need this side.

What is it?

It gives me the power to requisition
stuff.

I don't want to be coming to you every
time I need a box of paperclips, now do

I?

Press down hard.

I intend to take a very close personal
interest in the new bureau.

That's lovely. I just need these.

Did she fall for it?

What do you mean?

I'm supposed to be the boss. I can order
what I like.

Did Channing give you this then?

It's on a week's approval.

How long does Channing get?

It's exactly how far offshore is this
offshore bank.

Century Plaza.

They're registered abroad and they've
got a front office here.

Call that offshore banking.

What a scam.

Nicholas Beckett here, Korean Services.

I've got a letter for hand delivery to
your managing director.

I'm sending a girl over with it now.

Can you make sure she gets in?

That's the bank.

Small, but very exclusive.

Hey, look, it's Uncle Joe at the
Minbol's tent.

Don't stare.

We'll keep it simple.

Normally, one of us would be doing this,
but we're going to be operating the

equipment. Now, your part is very
simple, and there's absolutely no danger

involved. You go in there, you get a
signature for the letter, and while

in there, you trigger this.

What does it do?

It gives out a very brief magnetic
pulse, like an invisible flashbulb.

See, what we're trying to do is a bit
like taking a three -dimensional X -ray

a bank, only we're using magnetic
resonance, a bit like a scanner.

Stop if I'm getting too technical for
you.

You'll be able to hear us through this.

Alex, you do understand what we're
trying to achieve, don't you?

It's like a seismic survey, only it's
done with three MRI scanners and a pulse

generator.

Each image gives you a slice of the
building.

You crunch the images through a treat
programme to give you a three

picture of what's inside.

From that, we work out where the
information's kept and where the weak

are.

Yeah, well, that just about covers it,
yeah.

So you think you'll be able to handle it
then, do you?

Maybe.

Well, well, well.

What do you know?

That's it.

This is an answering service.

The person you require is unavailable.

Please leave your message after the
tone.

Is the phone connected?

Only today.

Does this sound like me?

This is an answering service.

The person you require is unavailable.
Please leave your message after the

What's it for?

It's a trap for a desperate man.

I'm sure he knows that code and he'll
want to pass it on.

Where is he now?

He found the doll and got out.

Well, took him long enough.

Are we otherwise secure?

Can't leave the building.

Good. Let's crack out the hunting gear.

Alex is inside the bank now.

She can trigger the pulses as soon as
we're ready to receive.

Where are you, Rose?

Between the ketchup and the cooking oil.
What about you?

I'm on the grassy knoll.

Have you got me on line?

Good, clear and ready to receive.

Alex, stand by.

Pulse emissions in ten seconds.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five,
four,

three, two, one.

One. Zero.

Something set up my watch.

Thank you for all your help.

No problem.

Mr. Robinson will see you out.

This way, miss.

Did you get it?

It's processing now.

Yep, we got it.

Oh, no.

What's wrong?

Becky, we're going to have to rethink
our entire approach. They've got

electronic protection like I've never
seen.

I've seen some.

No way are we ever going to be able to
break into there. We'll just have to

up with some other plan.

What other plan? This is the only lead
we've got.

Beckett, I have got seven levels of
security here. Seven and still counting.

I'd need a month to crack this place, if
ever.

Excuse me.

May I just use the powder room?

Of course, miss.

I'll be calling you a taxi.

We're going to have to come up with
something else.

Oh, Becky, tell me something I didn't
know. All I'm saying is... I know what

you're saying.

Who was your personal assistant?

Clara, it's Becky.

What do I have to do to get some
attention around here?

My name's Ross Henderson.

You've probably heard of me. I made a
fortune in the electronics business this

year. And I'm looking for a place to
stow the dosh.

Well?

Is this a private bank or a mime school?

Alex, what do you think you're doing?
Get out of there now!

Get this stuff down to the car. I sense
a need for a quick getaway.

I'm Gilbert Gallard.

It's a delight to meet you, Miss
Henderson.

For someone who's so successful, you've
managed to keep well out of the public

eye. I like my privacy.

That's why I'm here.

To be honest, once you reach a certain
level of personal wealth, it makes no

sense to go anywhere else.

Our gold reserves are kept overseas, but
these days money in its purest form is

data, and we only deal with money in its
purest form.

What's the weak link?

There isn't one.

Come on, Gilbert.

Every system gets exposed at some point.

Don't tell me none of these bright young
things ever got tempted to pull the

handle on the money pump?

Alex, I'm giving you a direct order.

You are staying so close to the wind.

Now get out of there before they rumble
you.

I'll be honest with you. If we do have a
weak link, it isn't with the bank.

It's the client.

Go on.

It is. We've designed our system with
great care.

Half the staff have access to the
client's identities but not their

The other half know the passcodes but
not the client's identities.

Only the client and myself have access
to both.

You can personally match a client's name
to their passcode?

Myself and no one else but the client.

But you wouldn't believe how careless
they can be. We tell them the only true

security isn't a random choice of word.
And what do they do?

They use the names of their children and
pets?

Exactly.

Alex? I know you can hear me.

I've got a chihuahua myself.

He's called Beckett.

He never stops yapping.

All right, Joe Ben.

You've sold me the goods.

Short of a sock under the mattress, I
reckon this is about as good as it gets.

Let's do it right here.

I beg your pardon?

I'm offering you a bite at the future
Henderson Million.

That's if you can get your act...
together before I start thinking you're

serious? Very well.

Let's go to my office.

No, I want to do it now, before the urge
goes off me.

Your office is where we'll crack open
the champagne.

She's like a wild animal.

I'll have to get rid of her.

Listen.

Now, you need your own choice of
passcode.

What's the chance of me choosing a
passcode that's already in use?

Infinitesimal. Don't even worry about
it.

It's locked up. I can't get off this
screen.

I understand it.

You clever little beast.

Can you tell me what passcode you chose?

Miranda, 2001.

My two favourite movies.

Well, this is embarrassing.

Why? You actually chose the same
passcode as an existing client.

Never happens, eh? Would you excuse me
for a moment?

I can't log off without entering the
name. Could I ask you to, um...

Um,

perhaps you can try again?

I don't think so.

It's the Duchess of Potenza.

What? Come on, Ben. He'll die of old age
before we chase him down.

Ah.

Remember this?

Of course. I didn't expect to be around
long enough to take up country pursuits.

Still, a gun, a beater, one helpless
creature flapping around.

Isn't that what it's all about?

It was Zach's job to pick up the duchess
from the airport.

But I suppose I'll have to make do with
you.

See if the uniform fits.

Have you got your gun?

Signboard?

Right, get going.

The plane lands in 20 minutes.

Once the Duchess is out of the way,
there's only the passcode to hold us

Ross, it's me, Ed. Listen, Kitty's got
me prisoner somewhere in the original

House of Horror, but you can stop her
for good.

I've got both halves of the passcode.

The account is in the name of Fortetza,
as in Duchess of.

Now, from memory, the code...

I'm the Duchess of Vortex.

Please come with me.

Take it.

There's only to be alarms. Please just
go on about your business.

Thank you.

So, the lady doesn't vanish after all.

Now, how do we get to this estate of
yours?

Never. I know you're in there, Ed. You
know this? You actually show up on a

metal detector.

You must have more steel pins in you
than the Empire State Building.

By the way, Ed, these are my own
exploding shells.

These are just the warning shots.

What's that?

It's an invoice.

For what?

Am I buying up the bus, Charles?

Miss Henderson wanted a few things for
her office.

Hop out of the woodwork somewhere.

Place needs a bit of work, wouldn't you
say?

You've been crawling around it so much,
I should pay you a survey fee.

I want the passcode, hey?

You really think I'm going to give it to
you?

Dream on.

You've got friends when you need them.

There's someone on the roof.

Seen them.

We need a quick weigh -in, Ross. I'll
use the car.

This car?

There you go, Channing. Not a scratch.

Tell me.

Tell me or I'll let you drop.

No!

Hang on tight.

It's a long way to fall.

There he is, Beckett.

There's your boy.

What are you going to do?

I'm not letting go.

Beg it!

Get it right.

Where'd she go?

I believe that's my car.

I'll have to take out one of the tires.
She won't get very far.

Uh, Rod.

No, I was just going to tell you.

Those were Kitty's own exploding shells.

It's nice.

So we can still do what we do, only now
we do it bigger.

No clocks to punch? Absolutely not.
Excuse me?

My pleasure.

Don't kid yourself.

What about Ros?

OK, I'll hold.

I'd better know who she's talking to.

It's about the car.