All language subtitles for NCIS Tony and Ziva s01e05 To Be Determined.eng

You threatened my daughter
and framed us for murder!

What is this?

It's a miniature cell tower

to link up with Martine's phone

so we can siphon her data.

BORIS:
"Secretary general of Interpol

declared a missing person."

There were multiple references

to a supermax prison in Austria.

HENRY:
Jonah Markham?

I think we just found
the missing secretary general

of Interpol.

- I mean, I almost-
- SOPHIE: With Tony?

I don't know
what I was thinking.

I know it doesn't work.

Who knows? You've both changed.

? ?

(indistinct announcement
over P.A.)

You good?

I'm good.

But we should talk.

- Obviously.
- But not here.

If given the choice.

How about you- you good?

I won't be good
till I get my hands on Henry.

As sad as I was a few days ago,

that's how much I want to slap-

Are we really doing this?

We should not be
stealing a plane.

You got to admit,
it's gonna be hilarious.

Not if a certain
Interpol agent shows up.

Do we have a 20
on Martine's car?

We do. She is still
parked at the church.

Not surprising.

Since we got...

her keys.

I lost everything-

my keys, money, phone, ID-

and I need to get to my plane.

You're the director
of operations.

So can you please...

Yes, Interpol.

Now can I talk
to my pilot so I-

Pardon?

What do you mean the plane
already took off?

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.

Never been an escape.

Never been an attempt.

For once,
I have no fears, no doubts.

Because, finally,
everything that needs doing...

will be done with my genius.

Your genius?

In all seriousness,
we are about to embark

on something
extremely dangerous.

So, what I want to know

is can it get us in?

And more importantly,
can 9.4 get us out?

Or we will be trapped,

just like Jonah Markham.

(indistinct announcement
over P.A.)

MAN:
My new plan to escape

is to break my own arm.

Once I'm in the infirmary,

I'll pop the biometric keypad
by the door

and rewire it to accept my DNA.

Pop it with what?

A homemade screwdriver.

Well, every doorway
has a metal detector.

Which is why I made this

out of industrial ceramic
in the workshop.

It was part of a plate

I was able to chemically alter
with glaze.

Hard as metal.
Undetectable.

Very impressive.

But don't.

They just upgraded security
in the infirmary.

Now you need two separate sets
of DNA to get in or out.

How do you know so much?

You've only been here nine days.

Believe me, I want out
as bad as you.

You don't belong here.

Said every prisoner ever.

But you never
say you're innocent.

You talk about your son,

how this is hurting him
the worst.

It is.
Because at trial,

he learned things about me
I never told him.

Terrible things.
Unforgivable.

Which broke his heart,

and that broke mine.

But what put me in this place,

I did not do.

And you?

(chuckles)

You wouldn't believe me
if I told you.

?

I know it's probably a bad time

to talk about this,
but it's always a bad time.

No, it's actually
a good time to talk.

You think so?

Of course.

We're about to do something

either brilliant
or really idiotic.

One or both of us could
potentially, well, you know.

So, if we have something to say,

let's just...

say it.

You go first.

(sighs)

I thought it was really nice.

- The kiss.
- The kiss.

What do you think
that was about?

Fear, adrenalin.

Exhaustion.

Panic. Old habits.

Feelings I would do
almost anything

to run away from.

Me too.

Anything else?

I think that about covers it.

Mm.

I wish there were.

Any excuse to put this off.

I'm not looking forward
to doing this, either.

So, deep breaths and, uh...

let's get this over with, huh?

CLAUDETTE: The prison's
tied into European CCTV,

in case there's an escape.

Luckily, we have
strolled through

this digital
neighborhood before.

Na Zdrovie.

"Nasa strovia."

Close enough.

(Ziva continues
shouting in German)

Attagirl.

(extinguisher hissing)

(guards continue chattering)

9.4 is in.

CLAUDETTE: Danke sch�n.

Tow truck's

on the way.

It's here.

- (guard speaks indistinctly)
- (gate buzzes)

Danke sch�n.

Am I ready to approach?

Motion detectors are blocked.

Cameras on a loop.

Metal detectors off.

BORIS:
Magnetic lock and alarms...

- (gate buzzes)
- disabled.

CLAUDETTE:
We've created an alternate identity for you.

False ID tag uploaded.
Good to enter.

You are now Erma Stroff,
Der W�rterin,

tag 7-26.

(keypad chimes)

You didn't give us much warning.

Yeah, well,
that's Langley for you.

Better to beg forgiveness
than ask permission.

(chuckles)
Like they ask permission.

I don't think
they've begged forgiveness

very much either, huh?

Come in now.

(door buzzes, lock clicks)

Is the prisoner ready?

- (door closes)
- Where you taking him?

Ah, wish I could tell you.

No guns in population.
I know my Elmore Leonard.

(door buzzes, lock clicks)

BORIS:
Takes microscopic skin flakes.

You can't get in or out
unless it recognizes your DNA.

TONY:
Ah, the old glass interrogation rooms.

We tried these at a black site
a few years ago.

Ryker technique. Interesting.

Everybody looking at them
like they're animals in a zoo.

As long as the answers
are yes/no,

there's a 72% chance the truth

is the opposite
of what they say.

So you get the truth,
only backward.

We shut it down.
Too many variables.

Inside, they use key fobs.
Two-tier systems.

Blue, all access. Red, limited.

(door buzzes, lock clicks)

Ooh. Magic door.

ZIVA:
Hopefully, I'm just an armed abundance of caution

and they don't need me
to do a thing.

Ziva, you will need
to do a thing.

What? What's wrong?

- BORIS: Mean lady.
- ZIVA: Martine.

She's here?

Is there.

Ooh.

(coughs softly)

Look, she has no tag.

BORIS: Without tag, we cannot
enter her name and find her.

Tony, Ziva,
are you reading this?

Martine is on site
and we have no idea where.

Doors.

I'll need a moment alone
with the prisoner.

We'll wait outside.

Oh, my God, I don't believe it.

How'd you even find me?

TONY:
You'll get a full debrief

when we get to Washington, D.C.,

Mr. Zagreb.

Let's go.

BORIS:
Where is she?

Come on, come on.

CLAUDETTE:
Boris, check this out.

Henry and Martine did all this?

- Why?
- TONY: That is the question.

We think maybe
it has to do with your

stolen Interpol money,
that hospital that got malwared,

a bunch
of self-driving killer cars,

a stolen Reigning Fire
Peacekeeping Solutions drone,

and yes, I know I sound insane.

I'm in a supermax, Tony.
Under the name Zagreb.

"Insane" is way off the table.

Tony, Ziva?

The Reigning Fire drone
is in the prison.

Wait, wait, wait.
Say that again?

Reigning Fire drone-

Is... here.

In the prison.

You got to be kidding me.

I was pretty sure nobody
would look for it here.

But you and Ziva-
oh, you do surprise.

Voice command override.

Remove Zagreb tag.

Sever CCTV connection.

- (groans)
- What?

What is it?

We still have ear comms.

Tony, Ziva, do you copy?

- You all right?
- Never better.

Warden, prep a cell.

We've lost all visuals.

Boris, is that you?

Of course it is.

You owe me a python tote.

When you surrender,
you'd better hand it back

or I'll turn you
into my next one.

Claudette, snatch our rat food!

Aah!

God...

No clever quip?

No snappy comeback?

While you guys boost $200
million from your own agency

and a hospital,
then you turn a supermax prison

into your own personal
Bond villain lair,

I'd say the air's
already thick with clever.

(sighs)
I do have

- a message for you, though.
- Mm-hmm?

(grunting)

(gun cocks)

(grunts)

ZIVA:
Hey.

Oh, I had the weirdest dr-

Oh, fuck.

- How do you feel?
- (grunts)

Like an idiot for not seeing
it was Jonah.

Well, maybe that means
that Henry is innocent.

Was that a whiff of optimism
I detect?

No. Pragmatism.

Well, just because
Jonah's the devil

doesn't mean
that Henry's a saint.

He could be in on this, too.

But if he's not,

then it could mean

that Henry's the cavalry.

(phone rings)

Tell me you have good news,

even if it's not
about Tony and Ziva.

I have excellent news,

and it's entirely
about Tony and Ziva.

What's your status?

Uh, still in Hungary.
There's two leads on Boris.

I've got the team
chasing the most likely one,

I'm on the long shot.

How close are you to Austria?

Um...

Couple of hours, I guess.
Why?

Forget about Boris, Henry.

We have Tony and Ziva.

I'll explain when you get here.

(groans)

It'd be so much better if
this whole thing just started

with a missing petty officer
in Rock Creek Park.

(laughs)

"On it, boss."

"Grab your gear."

We'll figure this out.

I mean, look,
in the middle of all of it,

you came up with
"snatch our rat food."

I mean, that was...
that was pretty good.

(imitates Elvis):
Well, thank you very much.

ZIVA:
Mm.

(regular voice):
You think Claudette can...

crack the code without
the cipher key on her old phone?

I did.

Oh.

That last thing Tony said

is an emergency cipher
I worked out years ago.

"Snatch" means
the real first word

will have six letters.

"Our" will have three. And food?

- Four.
- Four.

What about "rat"?

The third word of the sentence
will always be an acronym.

Meaning that the first letter
of each word of the real message

will start with an R,
then an A then a T.

You catch on quick.

And it works- this, uh, cipher?

It saved Tali's life.

Not bad, Claudette.

- Not bad at all.
- Mm-hmm.

(door buzzes)

I'd understand
if you were angry.

- I know.
- I had them.

- More than once.
- I know.

Actually, I think this could
all work to our advantage.

I'm happy to hear that,
because I agree.

Oh, do you, now?

(door buzzes)

That blinking minicomputer
you failed to notice

is worth more than your life.

Take five.

(sighs)

Tony and Ziva
could finally be useful

and confess to everything, if...

we did it right this time.

- Their daughter?
- Their daughter.

No.

I mean it.

I can tell.

I didn't want to do it before,

but you said it wasn't about
taking or hurting her-

The dynamics changed.

Yes, and they
could change again.

With God knows how many
loose ends leading back to us.

Don't go after the girl.

Promise me.

I promise.

Because something tells me
you have a better idea.

How did you know?

Well, I know you.

Don't I?

(chuckles)

You're the only one who does.

The bleeding has stopped.

So I guess I'm not a...

long-lost hemophiliac Hapsburg
after all.

Oh, that's funny.

You know...

...funny thing about
letting yourself imagine

anything good...

...like living a normal life

with all the good stuff...

...macarons,

caf� au lait

and Tali...

(chuckles softly)

...the longer you imagine it,

the more real it gets, you know?

Which makes seeing
that thing threatened-

- Over and over and over.
- To the point where

you actually feel like giving
up- of course, you don't-

but you actually...

...think about it.

Could convince a guy to...

sit down on a couch
and talk to a shrink.

Look at you.

(soft chuckle)

And all it took
was just this little thing

like having our lives
completely shattered.

You should try it.

The breathing box?

(scoffs)
Box breathing.

Well, I did already.
Don't you remember?

The last time we were prisoners?

Ugh.

(exhales slowly)

LANG:
Nice work, everyone.

All right. Couples' boot camp.

I promise you, the name

is the only
scary thing about it.

My next exercise
is going to be between you

and your future spouse.

Everyone, please write
a response to,

"You hurt me when..."

(timer beeps)

All right, time's up.

First partner
has ten minutes

to share their response.

You go first.

Okay. (exhales)

You hurt me...

when you're not present,

when you're not listening.

When you're waiting
to make a wisecrack,

especially when Tali's around

because she's
your best audience.

And that's really hard
on my relationship with her

because I'm not as fun

or as funny as you are.

Um...

Thank you for listening.

Means a lot.

Now it's your turn.

You hurt me...

...when you shut the door
on my hand

- at Christmas-
- Oh, come on.

I wasn't sure
if it was on purpose.

It was not on purpose,
and what-

Okay.

Let me be serious.

The truth is you don't.

You don't hurt me.

I'm not saying you're perfect
'cause that's a...

lousy label to hang on anyone.

But I know that you have

been through so much

and it has made you

who you are.

I've never met anyone
who's endured so much pain...

...and is still able to be so

clear-eyed, dead-honest.

Loving.

And so, so, so good.

Hmm.

Wowzer.

"Wowzer," what?

2000 Haut-Brion.

That is a great bottle.

Thank you.

The Navy gave me the time
and the mileage

I needed to develop
my collection.

Didn't know you were
in the Royal Navy.

Ziva didn't mention that.

I think it's why she chose me.

Gives us an easy shorthand.

Do you have any hobbies,
besides wine?

(chuckles)

Shoes. Cinema.

Suits?

I noticed the cut of your
Tom Ford when you walked in.

Inherited interest?

How to dress.

It's one of the few things
my father gave me.

My dad...
(grunts softly)

...was an alcoholic.

Thought he hid it because
he always left the house

perfectly tailored.

Called it his armor.

We all need a shield or two.

Well...

...this is the place
to drop them.

Otherwise...

...why come?

Because she asked me.

Then you need
to really participate

and be fully honest.

Look, I know
you're not my patient,

but if you two

are in an intimate,
loving relationship-

the kind I know you both want-

and you're not vulnerable,

not asking for things you need
and might not get...

...it's not a relationship.

It's a performance.

And good relationships grow,

but all performances end.

Are you charging me for this?

Good night, Tony.

- Hey.
- Hi.

Were you talking to Dr. Lang?

Yeah.

About?

You know...

that, um...

What was it?
"You hurt me when..."

He said he was surprised

I could just
be so totally honest.

He said I did a good job.

- You did.
- Mm.

Yeah.

Wow.

That didn't relax me at all.

BORIS:
R-A-T,

R-A-T...

"Regain any ties"?

No.

CLAUDETTE:
"Recall all tops."

Which is so not it.

Maybe this?

"Remove all tags."

Which is shoplifting 101, but
what's it got to do with-

No. The prison CCTV.

They want us
to kill all the tags.

This helps how?

Oh, it's why Jonah and Martine
don't have tags.

They can move through the prison
without being tracked.

But if we remove
everybody's tags,

and if Tony and Ziva
can get out of their cell,

they can hopefully
get to an exit

because the guards
will be a little busy

with all the techno
fucking chaos.

I am a genius.

For marrying a genius.

"Remove all tags!"
(laughs)

Brilliant.

Mwah, mwah, mwah, mwah.

But impossible.
I have no 9.4.

Well, we still have all the data
9.4 sucked out of the mainframe.

BORIS:
All right, yes.

We can do this. Us.

CLAUDETTE:
Hurry up.

I'm going faster than you.
Got them?

Got it.

BORIS:
Got it.

(grunting, exclaiming)

- Tony!
- (moaning)

Tony! He's having a seizure.

- (speaking German)
- Call a doctor!

He's having a seizure!

What?

Ooh. Nice.

Ow! Oh...

Oh, no. Is that the knee?

- You okay?
- (groaning): Yes.

I'm fine.

Switch to the backup system.

What is it?

CCTV ID tags have all gone out.

Tony and Ziva are gone,
there's no way to track them.

TONY: Okay.

(panting)

(off-key beeps)

God...

All right. Ooh.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on.

Okay.
Let's consider our options...

besides Henry.

I met this Navy SEAL once.
He owes me five bucks.

Think he'd consider
an exfiltration?

Saying it out loud,
I'm thinking no.

Tony, do you trust
your instincts?

Lately, not so much.

I do.

Henry.

(phone rings)

Yeah?

Hi.

Tony.

Sounds like
you're driving somewhere.

Where to?

Your locale, actually,

where I am told by Martine
that you are safely in a cell.

The question is
does that make you happy?

None of this
makes me happy, Tony.

Well, you know what,
I'm gonna choose...

to trust you.

Listen, Martine and Jonah

are behind everything.

I'm hoping that surprises you.

HENRY:
Yes, it does.

I just wish it didn't give me
a stomachache.

Martine Aranow is expecting me.

He's here.

Look, I would like to trust you

by maybe seeing
some actual evidence?

Where's Martine been
the last 36 hours?

Paris.

Wrong. Budapest.

She was at the wedding.

I was at the wedding, Tony,
chasing you.

Hitting me, actually.

No, you were hitting me, Ziva.

I've got the bruise to prove it.

Anyway, hello.

Hello.

You're walking into a trap.

Well, let's say, hypothetically,

you're right, what would
you have me do?

Walk right on into that trap.

Hello, Lazar.

Does the warden
normally give you permission

to take a stroll
with a beautiful lady?

American? 100%.

(phone rings)

Yeah?

Hey. Henry's here.

Must have broken land speed
records, the Boy Scout.

In case he gets past the warden,

let's give him a little more
chaos to deal with.

Voice command.

Open all cells.

(indistinct chatter)

(alarm wailing)

Graves...

Is the one who put you in here.

How did you get it in here?

By building this.

9.4.

It contains an AI that can
learn any system it touches.

And penetrate its defenses
with countless exploits.

This is also how
you control the prison.

JONAH:
Well, that and around

$100 million in bribes.

LAZAR:
Well, if you really built 9.4,

I bow to your skills.

Oh, we both know I'm the one
who should be bowing.

Because there's only
one firewall

9.4 can't penetrate.

The one you built
for Aaron Graves.

- Nice work on the cipher, guys.
- Ah! Tony!

My friend. Where are you?

Are you okay? Is Ziva okay?

We're fine. Henry's here,
he's fully read in.

- Do you have a key fob?
- The guard's, yes.

- Blue?
- Red.

Nah, blue is better.

I need the airport
security footage

of Martine and Galimard
in Budapest.

It may take a sec,
but I'll get it to you.

I'll send you Henry's number
and text it to him.

We're headed
to the south emergency exit.

Make sure you tell Henry.

Uh, there, you're
definitely going to need

a blue key fob to get out.

WARDEN:
Yes.

Yes.

I understand.

Slight delay.

- Sixteen prisoners were freed
- (door buzzes, lock clicks)

by a systems glitch.
We'll have them

in a few minutes,
then Ms. Aranow

can safely escort

David and DiNozzo here.

How's the tea?

Appalling.

In 1999,

your hometown in Bosnia

was wiped out

by a Reigning Fire
paramilitary squad

on the orders of Aaron Graves.

You were a young man,
yet a brilliant hacker,

and after the slaughter,

one option:

offer your coding skills
to Graves.

Graves put you to work,

and I'm pretty sure
you hated every second of it.

Three years ago in the Sudan,
an uprising broke out.

Thousands of deaths.

Using technology you created

that he deployed
without your knowledge.

You were arrested,
tried, convicted.

And of course, it all came out.

Your son learned you not only
created deadly munitions...

but lied to him his whole life.

How do you know all this?

My name is Jonah Markham,
this is Martine Aranow.

We're with Interpol.
And we need you.

The only reason we are able
to control this drone

is it's a prototype.

Not yet fully online.

But the rest of Reigning Fire...

Is impenetrable to you

unless I tear down
the firewall I built...

...and give you complete access.

But why?

What's Aaron Graves done to you?

We've got our own story.

MARTINE.
And we'll tell you everything,

If you join us.

(engine starts)

(phone vibrates)

WARDEN:
Listen to me, officer.

I know it's chaos down there,
but panicking won't help.

Reinforcements are en route,

but I need you to hold the line
till they arrive.

HENRY:
Hmm, she clearly wasn't in Paris.

Aah!

(grunting)

Down! Hand.

- (keypad beeps)
- (door buzzes, lock clicks)

(grunting)

You want me pop it back in
like I did that one time?

No. There's a reason
it was only the one time.

- (off-key beep)
- (grunts)

TONY:
Blue key fob.

Get it and go.

Go. I'll only slow you down.

Do you really want me
to leave you here alone?

No, of course I don't.
What are you, crazy?

"Get it and go.
I'll only slow you down."

I know when you're lying.

Here. Defend yourself.

(prisoners shouting)

(grunting)

Just the key.
Just want the key.

Just the keys.

- (grunting)
- Oh, in the knee.

Got it.

Okay.

Blue.

(off-key beep)

(grunts) It's broken.

Okay.

- Nein.
- Can you fight?

Yeah, I just can't walk.

(indistinct chatter)

Allow me.

- (keypad beeps)
- (door buzzes, lock clicks)

Go. Go, go. Go, go.

Okay.

That was an entrance.

It is so good to see you, man.

Oh! Yep.

Okay, you, too.

I'm sorry I-I thought
you were a-

Hey, who doesn't suspect
their best friend

of international espionage
every now and again, huh?

- You want to get out of here?
- Yeah.

(pad beeps, lock clicks)

Ow!

(grunting) Ooh!

Is that the knee again?

Yes.

- All right. Brace.
- Oh, hold on.

Hold on. Okay.

- HENRY: There?
- TONY: Yeah.

- (crunch)
- Oh!

- Oh.
- Better?

Yeah.

You should really show her
that technique sometime.

(laughs)

Yes.

- (phone vibrates)
- Hold on.

Hey.

We are seconds
from a clean getaway.

- What's up?
- Guys...

there's a voice memo from Tali.

With everything happening,
I-I...

I just caught it. (sniffles)

TALI:
Mom, Dad, there are strange men at the house.

SOPHIE:
No, no, there's no time, let's go.

And then it just cuts off.

? ?

(phone vibrates)

Yes, Warden?

Rayner-Hunt got away.

Well, he is smarter than you.

For instance, he never
would have believed

I was actually gonna pay you.

Take care, now.

- We have to get Tali.
- We have to move faster.

Yep, maybe we can.

Henry.

Out!

Out of the car!

Out.

Stand there.

Move.

On your knees.

On the ground.

On the ground!

Who's the third guy?

Dejan Lazar.
He's a coder.

Don't tell me- Reigning Fire?

Give me the phone.

I'll have law enforcement
here in two minutes.

You two, take the car
and go get Tali.

Go.

(beeping rapidly)

What the hell is that?

JONAH:
Shoe.

(grunting)

ZIVA:
We have to go back.

(groaning)

Ziva.

Tali.

That was for you.

So no one would know
you're alive.

And out.

We did the right thing.

We were unarmed.

We couldn't save them both.

It didn't occur to you
to tell me

- we were coming
to one of your safe houses? - I'm sorry-

How long do you think
we'll be here?

SOPHIE:
Not long.

Your parents know
what they're doing.

Yeah. Sure they do.

- Anything faster?
- We'll be there

in just under three hours.

Mom, Dad, there are
strange men at the house.

SOPHIE:
No, no, no, there's no time, let's go.

GALIMARD:
There's a panic room. Find it.

Sophie knows what to do.

She'll keep her safe
until we get there.

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