All language subtitles for NCIS.Tony.and.Ziva.S01E04.720p.HEVC.x265-MeGusta[EZTVx.to].srt - eng(2)

HENRY:
Tony is a fugitive.

I'll find him.

We need a place
to disappear for a while.

Any thoughts?

NICOLE:
Oh, my God.

Tony...

Nicole?

-ZIVA: Don't blame yourself.
-What's that look?

It's nothing.

-She thinks we should
push our wedding.
-Why?

Because we're staying
in a safe house for a reason.

TONY:
I wonder if we can set a trap

for Martine.

Lure her to us.

I like it.

I knew you had a little
Bonnie Parker in you.

PRIEST: Those whom God has
joined together,

let no one put asunder.

For marriage is
a lasting promise

of kindness, patience,

forgiveness and love.

Trust in God
with all your hearts...

* *

...and have witnessed the same
before God and this company,

having given

and pledged their faith
by the giving...

-and receiving of rings...
-Shit.

I lost the signal.

PRIEST:
...that you are husband--

-(gunshots)
-(guests screaming)

(phone rings)

Oui?

BORIS:
Hello, mean lady.

Boris Peskov.

I've been looking for you.

Ah.

So you can kill me?

Before you click-clack
any more on that keyboard,

friendly warning: You don't want
this call in your system,

Martine Aranow of Interpol.

What do you want?

I want you to leave me alone.

(chuckles) Oh, that's
not going to happen, Boris.

The malware you developed

has been used to steal
millions from Interpol

and kill innocent people.

-It's my job to bring you in.
-Two secs. Almost done.

So I can make
an official statement

that you hired me for 9.4?

That you killed another

9.4 programmer in Lecco?

-Wrong.
-Did you call me

just to make absurd accusations?

BORIS:
No.

I called to threaten you.

MARTINE'S CLONED VOICE:
My partner isn't
as patient as me, Boris.

Take what I'm offering
for your library of exploits

or you'll be negotiating
in blood, not euros.

This is not a path
you want to go down, Boris.

Recording our phone calls

-will only get you killed.
-Uh-uh.

Threaten me, I publish.

Send Interpol, I publish.

You will never be safe from me

unless I am safe from you.

Leave me alone.

ZIVA:
You were great.

At what?

Poking the bear?

She'll remember those weren't
her exact words,

and she'll become
an even meaner lady.

That was a pretty
sophisticated deepfake.

It should hold up to forensics.

TONY:
It doesn't have to for long.

Martine crashes your wedding

to steal the tapes
we're only pretending to have,

we hack her phone

and before she even knows
what's happening,

we find the incriminating data

and have some real leverage.

And we get
ahead of her plans,

and clear our names.

Your clothes were making me sad.

Oh. Thank you.

Please tell me you didn't use

a credit card to buy
any of this.

-Of course not. Relax.
-TONY: It's nice.

These are my exact measurements.

I have an eye for these things.

ZIVA:
Thank you.

I'll be with you
in a moment, blue jay.

FRUZSI:
Bye.

(door closes)

As the bait in this trap,
I must point out

that the purpose of bait is
to be eaten.

We'll protect you.

Like you did my baby.

Look, we have friends
and family at this wedding.

They're pathetic and fragile.

Well, we found
some wedding guests

to swap for your actual
friends and family

who know how to handle
themselves.

(blaring)

(speaking Hungarian)

(indistinct chatter)

(chatter, laughter)

Fruzsi, would you tell
your fine countrymen

what's going on?

(Fruzsi speaking Hungarian)

(men cheering)

* *

-(men cheering)
-What could go wrong?

(grunting)

-You okay?
-I'm fine.

BORIS:
These roads are a mess.

Just hold on, I will get
through them as fast as I can.

This is not my baby.

* *

* *

(indistinct chatter)

TONY:
If all we need to do is

believably reveal
our location to Martine,

we could just file
an anonymous tip.

BOTH:
No.

Okay. No bad ideas
in brainstorming, right?

Of course, except that one.

Yeah, anonymous tip screams
we're setting a trap.

We need to draw Martine out

and make her think
she's finding us on her own.

CLAUDETTE:
It can work. Okay, just...

Boris, why don't we just put you
on the CCTV database

and then she can catch you
out for a stroll?

Catch me taking a stroll?

(mock laugh)

Because anyone knows
that I do not stroll,

and I do not make
pea-brained mistakes.

Okay? I exploit them.

My Boris is too brilliant
to leave breadcrumbs.

But I posted a selfie...

(scoffs)

-I think that can work.
-(Boris chuckles)

(speaking French)

* *

(car accelerates)

(conversing in Hungarian)

Did you know that you could
minor in floristry

at the police academy?

(thudding nearby)

(arguing in broken Hungarian)

(groans)

-I will handle Groomzilla.
-Thank you.

-(phone ringing)
-TONY: Boris, look...

Hey, Sophie.

You're calling early.
Everything okay?

It's fine.
Reception's still terrible.

-I actually hate yoga.
-(chuckles)

And Tali's so annoyed with me,
she's reading.

Books?

It's a miracle. Truly.
How are you?

Um...

All thing considered, I'm okay.

That felt loaded.

You're really gonna make me ask?

I met Tony's girlfriend.

-Boutique girl?
-Nicole, yes.

-And her, um, husband.
-No!

Aw, poor Tony.
(clicks tongue)

-Did you at least
enjoy the show?
-It was, uh...

(indistinct chatter)

...interesting?

What did you do?

Nothing.

-I mean, we almost...
-With Tony?

Whatever. No, it's...

I don't know
what I was thinking, I...

-I know it doesn't work.
-Who knows?

-You've both changed.
-Have we, though?

Hey!

Hey, Tony!

Sophie.

Where's Tali?

Um... Tali!

Your mom and dad are on.

I'm afraid the swan has been
irreparably damaged.

TALI:
Hi.

(chuckling):
Hey! There's my girl.

Oh, it's good to see you.

Have I ever told you
you're my favorite daughter?

It doesn't count
if I'm your only daughter.

We're so sorry
you're stuck there.

We know how hard it's been.

Yeah. This will all be over soon

and we will be
back together, kiddo.

-TALI: When?
-Soon.

Wait. Where are you?

What are you doing?

Why does it look
like you're at a wedding?

-It's a little complicated.
-Uh... It is, honey.

-And we have to go, so...
-And really not what you think.

...we'll call you again
first chance we get, okay?

Don't worry about us.

-We love you.
-We love you so much.

(chuckles)

Lilacs. What are the odds?

Uh...

I hear they're quite popular
at weddings.

*

(children laughing, shouting)

(Ziva laughing)

(Ziva laughs)

Ooh.

Uh, I thought I was in shape.

Yeah, it's a vicious cycle.

The more playtime
we schedule to wear her out,

the more endurance she builds.

What she needs is
more screen time.

Rot her brain,
atrophy her muscles.

I love the smells of lilacs.

Mm.

Oh, my God. Hey!

Hey!

TONY:
Ziva.

(speaking French)

TONY:
No, no, no!

It's okay. (sighs)

Céline, Ziva is Tali's mom.

Ziva, this is Céline,
Nadia's mom, from Tali's class.

I'm sorry. I...

TONY:
No, no, no. It's my fault.

We've been doing stranger-danger
exercises all week,

and, um, I think we maybe
overdid it a little bit.

Um, hey, kids, uh,

there was a bee on the cupcake.

Situation solved,

thanks to Tali's mom.
Go tell 'em all about it.

-(Ziva chuckles weakly)
-Bye.

-(Ziva sighs)
-(Tony inhales sharply)

I don't know what to say.
I'm so sorry. I just...

You don't have
to explain anything.

You were protecting Tali.

Look, Dr. Lang gave me tools
for this.

And you shouldn't have

-to deal with all this...
-Hey, hey, hey, hey.

It's okay.

And I'm always happy
to be the good cop.

Hmm?

(plane engine whirring)

(speaking French)

CLAUDETTE:
Voilà.

Martine
and her minion, Galimard,

just landed in Budapest.

-Alone?
-No Henry,

-no Section, and no Interpol.
-Perfect.

Isolated and sprinting headlong
into our trap.

(speaking French)

ZIVA:
Martine should enter from there.

We should make sure that
any other approach is blocked.

And if she smells a rat,
gets spooked

and decides to cut and run?

I'm way ahead of you.

It's not as fancy as the
tracking toys you're used to,

but if she leaves,
we can follow.

Always prepared.

How are you gonna plant this
on her car without being seen?

(Ziva sighs)

-Stealth.
-Hmm.

TONY:
Okay, so let's pretend
you're Martine.

We're gonna make sure
that she lands here.

ZIVA:
Okay.

Claudette,
how's our signal up there?

It's weak, but stable.

Ziva, stay on your phone
to keep the connection open.

(footsteps approaching)

What is this?

It's a miniature cell tower
to link up with Martine's phone

so we can siphon her data
without being detected.

(computer chirps)

Tony,
you're blocking the signal.

ZIVA:
Claudette?

How long will it take
your device

to pull the data
from Martine's phone?

With these upload speeds,
maybe 20 minutes.

Longer, if the connection
gets interrupted.

Well, that's a long time
to keep her on the phone.

I got an idea.

Boris, can you spoof
a cell phone number?

Does a babushka wear
a headscarf?

But I think
I've done enough for you.

What have you done
for Boris lately, huh?

FRUZSI:
What's turned you so grumpy?

What's turned me so grumpy?

We should be riding the swan.

Instead,
we are worms on the hook.

Our fairy tale has
been hijacked.

You don't even seem to care.

What I care about--

spending the rest
of my life with you.

Yes, we planned
a beautiful, high-class,

magazine-worthy wedding,

but all that matters is
we are together.

(sighs)

Ugh. I just want to marry you.

Me, too.

We just have
to wait a little longer.

Not necessarily.

I'm ordained,

so I can marry you
legally today.

Then, no matter what happens,

today is your wedding day.

You'll do that for us?

I would be honored
for the right couple.

It's why I got ordained
in the first place.

(Tali crying and sniffling)

-Oh, it's okay, chouchou.
-Mommy, I'm sorry.

Oh. It's all right, honey.

Why don't we get you cleaned up
with a nice warm bath?

Huh?

And I will have everything
good as new

when you get back.

Oof. That's much better, right?

(Ziva chuckles)

Okay.

So...

do you want
to tell me what happened?

A bad dream.

I'm so sorry.

You know you're safe
and sound here, right?

A scary witch lady made me
a poison cupcake,

like Snow White.

You know that's just a dream.

Right, Tali?

It's not real.

It's not real.

(exhales)

(quietly):
It's okay. She'll be fine.

Has this happened before?

It's getting better.

-How come you didn't tell me?
-Hey.

Kids have nightmares,
and it's perfectly normal.

-Didn't want you to worry.
-You didn't want me to what?

This is all my fault.

The cupcake at the playground,
and then I go home,

and I leave her here with
all these thoughts, my thoughts.

-Don't blame yourself.
-Look, we said

we didn't want
to raise Tali the way we were,

with single, absent parents.

We are not our parents.

We are both here for her.

No, you are.

I go home.

And then I leave her here

with you,

the same way I did
when she was two...

and I gave her to you.

I don't want to disappear
on my little girl again.

Then don't.

Don't leave.

I can...

(sighs)

(sniffles)

I have, uh,... this family ring,

passed from father to son.

My father gave it to me.
Don't hold that against it.

He always had a fear
of commitment.

Am I doing this wrong?

Ziva, w... will you marry me?

-Oh. (laughs)
-No pressure.

Yes.

BORIS:
With this ring

I thee wed.

CLAUDETTE:
I pronounce you
husband and wife.

Fruzsi, you may kiss the groom.

CLAUDETTE:
Ooh.

("Mesehab" by Marge playing)

(guests chatting loudly)

(Ziva chuckles)

(laughs) Hello.

You doing okay?

-Yes. I'm good.
-Hmm.

* *

(church doors thud open)

(speaking Hungarian)

Shoplifting?

I have
a few outstanding warrants.

(speaking broken Hungarian)

-Fruzsi.
-(whimpers softly)

(door opens)

(Ziva sighs)

Well, looks like our fake
wedding is down a fake bride.

-You said you would protect us.
-From Martine,

who's gonna be here
in 20 minutes.

So what?!

Forget this crazy plan
to hack her phone.

Boris is out.

I have to save my wife.

Wow.

I just said "wife"
for the first time.

Fruzsi, my wife. (laughs)

Feels right.

Boris, I think we can help!

Once Fruzsi hits
the prison system,

I can repeat our hack
from this morning.

And what?
I'm going to fake-marry myself?

(indistinct chatter)

(speaking French)

Thank you.

Martine is entering the chapel.

Did you plant the tracker?

I thought
this was gonna be your job.

How do I turn
this thing on again?

It's literally

one button.

-Oh, yeah. There we go.
-(beeps)

(grunts)

Ah. That's your job done.
Now off to mine.

(grunts)

Ow.

Thank God nobody saw that.

Well, you don't count.
You see everything.

(sighs)

You look incredible.

Let's get this over with, huh?

*

(phone buzzes)

Martine is in position.

Target acquired.

Just keep her texting.

(text whooshes)

(phone buzzes)

Texting with periods.

This woman's intense.

-You text with periods.
-I know.

And I never understood why Tali
hated it so much until now.

(phone buzzes)

(sighs)

(organ playing
Mendelssohn's "Wedding March")

(speaking French)

* *

PRIEST:
Please be seated.

Dearly Beloved, we are gathered
here to witness

-and celebrate the marriage
-(soft, rhythmic clicking)

of Boris Peskov and
Fruzsi Gortva in holy matrimony.

TONY:
Claudette, how are we doing?

So far, so good.

(quietly):
Any news of Fruzsi?

-Checking.
-This is not the beginning

of a new relationship,

but an acknowledgement

of the next chapter
in their lives together.

Boris and Fruzsi,

we have come together
this day...

Sorry, Boris.

She hasn't been booked
into the prison system yet.

I'm not sure why.

-PRIEST: We are here...
-(phone buzzes)

... to offer our love, and
to stand with Boris and Fruzsi

as they affirm their bond
formally and publicly.

-(text whooshes)
-Marriage is

-an honorable estate,
instituted of God.
-(phone buzzes)

Therefore,

this bond is not
to be entered into unadvisedly

or lightly, but reverently,

deliberately and soberly.

Into this holy estate...

(Galimard speaking French)

PRIEST: ...these two persons
present come now to be joined.

(text whooshes)

PRIEST:
A reading...

(sighs) Merde.

PRIEST:
...from the Apostle Paul.

The first letter
to the Corinthians.

Love is patient.

(quietly):
Why isn't she in the system yet?

CLAUDETTE:
I'm not sure.

Checking something.

I need to create a backdoor
into the system.

Love is kind.

(priest continues reading)

CLAUDETTE:
Just going to take a sec.

Keep her texting.

(Tony sighs)

PRIEST:
It is not self-seeking.

It is not easily angered.

It keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil...

How long do I have
to keep this up?

CLAUDETTE: We've captured
about 30% of her data.

(rhythmic beeping)

We may have another problem.

It's not just that Fruzsi is
missing from the prison system.

I have no record
of police arresting her today

at all.

BORIS:
She's going to figure it out.

PRIEST:
Through Jesus Christ, our Lord.

Amen.

Focus.

Those whom God has
joined together...

If Fruzsi's not with the police,
then where is she?

PRIEST: ...let no one
put asunder.

PRIEST:
This marriage...

Has anybody got eyes
on Galimard?

*

(muffled grunting)

(Galimard speaking French)

PRIEST:
If anyone can show just cause

why they may not be
lawfully joined together,

let them speak...

(muffled grunting)

PRIEST:
...forgiveness and love.

Trust in God
with all your heart,

and your path forward
will be filled with joy...

-(phone buzzes)
-...and light
for all the years to come.

Boris and Fruzsi have
consented together

in holy wedlock...

-Shit.
-...and have witnessed
the same before God...

I lost the signal.

PRIEST:
...and this company,

having given
and pledged their faith...

(grunts)

Tony, send her another text.

(text whooshes)

(church doors opening)

(crowd murmuring)

-Police!
-What the hell?

-Rendorség!
-(phone buzzes)

Nobody move.
We know who you all are.

We know your release was
unauthorized, but right now,

this is an Interpol operation.

We have a Red Notice
on Boris Peskov.

I want everyone to stay calm,
and nobody leave their seat...

(crowd clamoring)

Not today, Satan.

(clamoring continues)

No. No, no!

No casualties. Only arrests.

Claudette,
do we have a clear exit?

Where's Galimard?

CLAUDETTE:
Got him. He's in a room

on the other side
of the complex.

Sharing coordinates... now.

I bet he's holding Fruzsi.

I'll meet you
at the rendezvous point.

(loud, overlapping shouting)

TONY:
Coming through.

* *

(crowd yelling, clamoring)

Martine is leaving.

I think
she's coming your way, Tony.

-Tony?
-(clamoring continues)

I'm going after her.

Ziva?

(women exclaiming)

Martine!

(gunshot)

(Ziva grunting)

(Henry grunts)

(both grunting)

You're a two-faced snake.

(both grunt)

You're paranoid, Ziva!

-(grunts)
-Ziva, stop!

(both grunting)

You threatened my daughter
and framed us for murder!

(grunts)

And then, you stole a drone

from Reigning Fire. Really?

-What?
-(grunting)

(soft whimper)

Shh.

(quietly):
I want you to go find
the others.

(footsteps running)

(grunts)

(panting)

(both grunt)

(Tony grunts)

(grunts)

Okay.

You're right.
Let's have a fair fight.

Though I've been running
around the building all day.

Running? It's your strength.

And the lack of discipline.

-(grunts)
-(sighs)

Ah, that's gonna leave
a nasty little welt.

Touché.

(grunting)

(grunts loudly)

-(yells)
-(grunts)

(screaming)

(water splashes)

Mind the sill. (sighs)

(sighs)

Oh, come on.
That was self-defense.

Oh, God.

(footsteps approaching)

(grunting)

(Martine gasps, pants)

What do you need that for

if you have
those incriminating tapes?

(indistinct, distant shouting)

(loud, overlapping chatter)

Are we good to go?

Yes. I'd just keep in mind
the captain we hired thinks

that you're newlyweds we're
sending off on a honeymoon.

(speaking Hungarian)

(gasps)

Oh. Uh, uh.

I'm so sorry, Fruzsi.

I paid for that dress.

Mm... Oh, hey! Have this.

It's made of python.

We paid for it.

(engine starts)

* *

-That looks nasty.
-Eh.

You should see Galimard.

How you doing?

You should see Henry.

CLAUDETTE:
Look at this.

9.4.

We found it in the lining
of Martine's bag.

Well, Fruzsi did.
She was assessing its value.

-Did you find any data
in her phone?
-Yeah.

Something odd.

There were multiple references
to a supermax prison in Austria.

Couldn't figure it out
until I found its roster.

TONY:
Jonah Markham?

I think
we just found the missing

secretary-general of Interpol.

So Henry didn't just
screw us over,

he threw his boss in prison?

Under a fake name.

Do you know if they're
holding him hostage there?

TONY:
Well, whatever they're up to,

safe bet
it doesn't end well for Jonah.

Then we save him and end this.

It's like you read my mind.

What?

Yeah.

-Hey.
-Hi.

Oh. Sorry. I didn't know
you were changing.

Uh, well, unsuccessfully.

Um, I might actually ask you
for help, if it's okay.

-Of course.
-Okay. (sighs)

I mean,
if it is uncomfortable...

Actually, I can get Claudette.
Do you want Claudette?

No. It's okay.

-All right.
-(laughs airily)

(Ziva breathes deeply)

Crazy day, huh?

Yeah, you could say that again.

(chuckles)
Um...

(Ziva sighs)

TONY:
You know, I was wondering...

I mean, we haven't really
had a chance to talk, and...

...and this might seem like it's
coming out of left field, but...

-(Ziva sighs)
-Um, I was gonna ask...

Ah. Air!

Why would anyone want
to do this?

You know how much
Fruzsi paid for this dress?

It's like a death trap.

(panting)

I'm sorry. Uh, you were saying?

Nothing.

I'm gonna let you change.

(door closes)

Words. When you need 'em most...

Talk's cheap anyway.

(knocking)

Come in.

* I don't want to fall again *

* For you *

* Every time I run to you *

* I lose *

* No one really knows me *

* Like you do... *

-(door opening)
-FRUZSI: ...boat.

It must have champagne! Oh.

I-I'm leaving.
I was never here.

(door closes)

(Tony sighs)

* *

(indistinct chatter)

* Every time I run to you *

* I'm doomed *

* To loving you, loving you *

* I'm doomed *

* To loving you *

* Loving you. *

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CLAUDETTE:
Getting Jonah Markham out
is going to be hard.

He's being held in the most
sophisticated prison in Europe.

Biometric checkpoints,

two-tiered keys, magnetic locks.

Every prisoner tagged
and accounted for

24/7.

TONY: You'll get a full debrief
when we get to Washington, D.C.

We are about to embark on
something extremely dangerous.

What I want to know is,
can 9.4 get us in,

and more importantly,
get us out?