All language subtitles for The Border s01e02 Gray Zone

Immigration and Customs Security, may I
have your attention?

Previously on The Border. Immigration
and Customs Security, that would be you.

Polices our borders and arrests
evildoers.

CSIS gathers intelligence and
interrogates. You were Customs and

Something about ten Hell's Angels and
Bear Repellent?

It's pepper spray. We have a bigger
problem.

The Americans aren't happy.

I'm sorry, sir, but I have to go. Not
yet, you don't.

Homeland Security is sending up some
hotshot agent who's going to...

What, two kilometers?

That guy's a regular Marilyn Bell.

More interesting when he dropped
overboard.

The current moves pretty fast.

He's got, what, half a dozen packages?

They're all together, possibly anchored.

We marked the spot where the boat went
down. If the Americans hadn't blown the

operation, we would have had the boat,
the guns, and whatever else we were

smuggling. U .S. Coast Guard, this is
Canadian Immigration and Customs

Go to 21A. Over.

We're reaching Canada. Over.

I want to speak to the cowboy who
breached our waters, opened fire on our

target, and sank our contraband. That
would be the agent from Homeland

Fine. Put him on.

Closing in on you now.

Kessler.

Special Agent Bianca Lagarda.

Homeland Security.

I'll be running our new integrated cross
-border initiative.

What's it called, Operation Piss Off the
Canadians?

I'll suggest that to my superiors in
Washington.

You are aware that technically you
invaded Canada out there?

There'll be a hard -ass major.

You crossed the border without
permission.

It was dark. The GPS has a margin of
error.

You opened fire without warning. The
target was escaping.

We had the situation under control.

In our new spirit of cooperation, we
includes us.

Looks like we got something.

This stretch of the river is the black
hole of Border Police.

Jurisdiction is complicated.

We're trespassing on Mohawk land now.
Thank you, chopper. Some of the seaways

reserved finest should be here any
second.

That's supposed to worry me?

Should do.

Today the Mohawks sending us drugs.

Tomorrow terrorists and plutonium. What
drugs?

300 keys of Quebec gold worth 2 million
stateside.

Our intel said handguns from you to us.

Some kind of a trade?

Divers only found one. Must have flipped
the rope.

Looks like Christmas.

Major, want to do the honors?

Since we find ourselves on your side of
the river.

That's got to be what happened, Mel.

Easy. Another five or six in the river?

Call ICS, Tom will bring the prisoner in
for interrogation. Not so fast.

American dollars, American prisoner.

It's old Maggie to meet us there.

Don't blow me off, Major.

You won't like what happened.

You're invited to observe the
interrogation as a professional

Try not to break anything.

for yourself and tell us your name.

We're going to find out anyway.

Now, why are you so frightened?

Is it because you lost all that money?

Whose was it?

We can protect you.

Nobody can do that.

What is that accent? Is that Serbian?

Macedonian. Albanian.

Cross -reference this photo with the
Kosovo Liberation Database.

You got it?

Now, I can put you in protective custody
and make sure that nobody gets near

you.

The secret prison at Kingston.

I'd be safe there. No, no, no. You
wouldn't like that place. That's where

the terrorists.

I am a terrorist.

I swear.

You?

No. I don't think so.

No, you, my friend, are strictly small
change.

A postman.

Who just lost a whole whack of somebody
else's money.

His name is Victor Racco.

Commander with the KLA.

After the war, some of the KLA rebranded
itself as the Albanian Mob.

Real tough guys.

Muscle of the Lucchese family in Queens.

Killed a federal prosecutor.

Start talking now or you go straight
into the general population at

These people I work for, they'll have
put out a contract. I won't last the

night. No, you probably won't. I'm
nobody.

A soldier. They tell me shit.

Who are you working for?

Contact Millhaven.

Chani.

Lekha Chani.

He gives me the boat, tells me I'm
delivering a few parcels to the Indians.

What's supposed to be in them?

I didn't ask.

Some guy, Paquette, was supposed to meet
me just offshore.

Did he have a first name?

I told you, they tell me shit.

Hey, boss.

Homeland Security's here.

Are you worth it? You promised to
protect me.

Agent Legarda.

Major. You're here to observe the
interrogation? Actually, I'm here to

my prisoner.

He's in Canadian custody.

Uh -huh.

Kessler. So I gather you've met the new
face of Homeland Security in Canada.

Yeah, she's here right now trying to
take custody of my prisoner.

Ah, yes, I promised to disappear as
every cooperation.

I busted the guy in Canadian water,
smuggling millions into the country.

Sounds like my kind of tourist.

Give the lady what she wants, Major.

An investment in goodwill.

Mine's bigger than yours.

Get used to it, Major.

There you have it. The voice of American
diplomacy.

If tact was my strong point, I'd be
looking out my window at the White

not the CN Tower.

Where are you taking him?

That's classified.

I promised him protective custody.

We'll be very protective.

Hand over the prisoner.

Yes, sir.

Right this way.

Major.

Clayton, find what you can on Lekachani
and the Albanian mob, and while you're

at it, check out Agent Bianca Lagarda at
the Department of Homeland Security.

With pleasure.

Ha, she's hot.

Come on, she's got that thing, you know,
that sort of bulletproof vest, take no

prisoners, sit up straight or I'll slap
you silly.

Go down to the Seaway Reserve, find this
guy Paquette, and ask him what he plans

to do with $3 million.

I know how cops will have something to
say. The police chief is Frank Arthur.

He's a good cop. He helped us put away
some cigarette smugglers. Show him

respect, you'll be fine.

Okay. Is there a casino on the reserve?

I've never heard of one. He would know.

Wherever money is lost, our gray can be
found.

Really? You're a gambler? In the old
days, maybe. Not anymore.

I'm serious. I gave it up. Oh, so what
about those gaming sites on your browser

history, then?

Wait a minute. You monitor my browser
history?

No, not just yours.

Man, everybody's. I mean, Lele here just
downloaded the entire first season of

America's Next Top Model.

No, I didn't.

All right, that was me.

Thanks. I beg you. Be yourself, favor.

Shut up.

Get down! Get down!

We gotta shoot everybody down!

Up here! Up here!

It's on the fence line!

Major, I got your way.

It's your investigation now.

Oh, thank you for granting me
jurisdiction over the parking lot.

Oh, no, just the parking lot.

The whole road, too.

No wonder he was scared.

I'm not sure I... He said it coming.

He'd be just as dead if he was in our
custody.

Right. Now tell it to my superiors.

Got a shell casing from the outside of
the fence, along with some fresh tire

tracks. Looks like a 300 mil.

Yeah, the KLA used G -22s. They take 300
mil.

Okay.

Now, him I like.

Special Agent Bianca Lagarda.

Italian mother, Cuban father.

Born in Havana.

Her father was a personal friend of
Fidel.

Until the night he was dragged off and
executed, little Bianca would have been

eight. She left in the boat lift.

Uh -huh. The Mariel boatlift of 1980.

She and her mother resettled in Miami,
and she's been wearing red, white, and

blue ever since.

Speaks five languages, top of her class,
FBI high.

She earned her stripes working the
Oklahoma bombings.

Hey, if she's such a hotshot, shouldn't
she be in Washington monitoring the cell

phone calls of presidential hopefuls?

I'm guessing she pissed somebody off.

Lonnie Pickett.

Figures he'd get mixed up in smuggling.

Not the sharpest tomahawk in the drawer.

I have authorization to take him back to
ICS.

Oh, what's he in for? What'd he do,
cigarettes or booze? Half a million in U

currency. Another couple of million went
into the river.

Where would your friend Lonnie be, you
think?

Um, it's Wednesday. He's probably
fishing.

Fishing.

This is Sally.

She keeps my books up to date. She just
graduated top in her college for

computers.

Sorry, he likes to brag.

So let him.

That CSE cell phone tip?

It was bogus. The cell's been out of
service for months.

Then somebody set us up to intercept the
Albanians.

Yeah, somebody good enough to hack into
communications security.

What about our intel?

The NSA intercepted a call arranging a
marijuana drop on the river.

Well, I need to see the file. Oh, okay.

I could give you my DHS password.

Okay. Yeah, sure. That'd be good.

Your geeks are so cute when you get
excited.

Dig around in the reserve.

Check the bank council's finances.

Mohawks won't like that.

So don't tell them.

Is that an order?

Did she give me orders?

Who are you?

Hi, want to play?

How are we doing with Rocco's Albanian
connection?

Oh, New York State Troopers found
Rocco's contact, Lekichani, in the

I guess these guys don't leave loose
ends.

Hi, want to play?

What's that?

Hi, want to play? What? Oh, that's
nothing.

We don't have time for games. No, no,
sir. I know. Hi, want to play?

Slade, what's the deal here?

Is this some kind of joke?

Uh, no, this is just a glitch, sir. I'm
totally on it.

You went away.

I was lonely.

What are you, some kind of virus or
something?

Poor Lonnie Paquette likes to fish.

Could be.

You folks recover any more of that
money?

Divers are still working.

It's the St. Lawrence River and nothing
stays put for long.

We have maps of the currents.

Maps?

What about them? Have you ever tried to
map the wind?

Lonnie Paquette lives on this water.

He knows these currents better than
anyone.

You all right? Yeah.

So, according to Alcohol and Gaming, the
Seaway Reserve has broken ground on a

half -billion -dollar casino.

Interesting timing.

The backers are a consortium of on -and
-off reserve investors, including the

Band Council and a group calling itself
Fat Chance International.

What do we have on them?

Not much. They're based in New York and
seem legit. Nothing from Interpol or the

FBI. They own a minority interest in a
number of game -related industries,

including slot machine rentals and bingo
halls.

Do we have anything that ties into our
Albanians? Well, there's one thing, but

it could be far -fetched.

Try me.

Fat Chance International.

The Albanian root for the word luck
happens to be fat.

Yeah, we call this place Scavenger Cove
because the currents wash so much ashore

here.

Is that Lonnie's boat?

Yeah.

Well done, kid.

He knew the water, but he sure liked his
weeds.

Look at this.

That smuggler we caught got shot this
morning by a sniper.

They pulled his stateside connection out
of the river on the other side.

Well, these smugglers play pretty rough.

You think the Albanian mob has designs
in your new casino?

Casinos are good for the people.

Prophets have raised our quality of life
beyond two centuries of government

promises.

New search engine?

Put all your money on the IPO, because
it's a huge figure in Google.

Wait, now who the hell is this guy
supposed to be?

Okay, guys, I didn't do this.

I don't know where this footage is
coming from.

Grab a frame of that guy and run it
through my class in Interpol.

Lonnie's mom. She pretty broke up.

Those bastards rot.

What bastards?

Whoever killed Lonnie.

Sally and Lonnie went to school
together.

Were you the one who tipped us off about
the Albanians? Somebody hacked

communications security and fed false
information to ICS to get them on the

river. You told us it was guns and
Homeland Security thought it was

Would you have believed it any other
way? I think you should tell us what you

know.

A couple months ago, these Albanian guys
started hanging around the res, staying

at the hotel.

Lonnie would take them fishing, sell
them weed.

Anyways, one day, four Albanians left
the shore and three of them came back.

Why didn't you tell me?

Lonnie said the guy stayed out on the
island.

I could tell he was lying, but he
started avoiding me.

So you looked into it?

Well, I found out that the Albanians
were part of a consortium building the

casino.

I monitored Lonnie's cell phone, and I
found out about the drop.

Well, you're a regular one -woman CSIS,
aren't you? So you warned ICS and

Homeland Security, but not me.

These guys are killers. You saw what
they did to Lonnie.

Most of the time, he won't even wear his
gun.

Apparently, the video surveillance and
tip came from Frank Arthur's assistant.

Oh, yeah?

She's the one who hacked into our
computers?

You sound impressed.

Maybe. The man who showed up on our
computers is our tantalogy, number two

the Albanian mob.

Number one, Zep Tolka.

We've been trying to flush him out of
hiding for years.

But witnesses keep dying on us. He's
also killed a federal prosecutor and two

undercover cops.

Big fish.

Find him, and we decapitate the
Albanians.

No photo?

Nobody knows what he looks like.

If Salish is at the hotel.

Tolko won't be far.

He's not going to leave without his
millions.

The thousand islands are all within a
half -hour boat ride to the Seaway

Technically, they should be called the 1
,864 islands.

Tens of thousands of boats, houses,
cottages.

Tolko could be anywhere.

That's like the Bermuda Triangle of
border security.

It's bad enough the natives run
contraband with impunity.

Okay.

exercise their cross -border treaty
rights.

But if the Albanians want to muscle in,
we won't allow it. We'll do whatever we

have to.

You mean send U .S. agents onto the
reserve?

That's what we have to do to protect my
country, yes.

If you want to piss off the Mohawks, you
do it on your side of the border.

You can deal with the armed warriors in
the blockaded expressway.

Slade, give me Frank Arthur.

But you can send two undercover agents
only.

No more.

They'll be there by morning.

I'll be there tonight.

Last I heard, this is Canada.

The Mohawks either recognize the border
or they don't. You can't have it both

ways. Two agents only. You work it out.

They'll need backup.

We have plenty of it.

Superintendent Norton stays.

Fine. I'm getting used to her.

I work better solo.

A partner will cramp my style.

Your style could use a bit of cramping.

Your undercover names are David Scott
and Yolanda Perez.

David is a bush pilot from DEI and did
six months for smuggling weed.

Yolanda is the niece of Carlos Perez, a
Colombian drug lord currently in Sing

Sing.

Go back to our story. The FBI has worked
out a deal with him and his family.

Samples of coke?

Uh -huh.

Seaway Hotel runs a high -stakes
backroom poker game. You'll need this.

That's what I call a per diem. We would
like some of it back.

You think you can manage that?

Yes, sir.

Okay, your phones will function as
roving bugs.

When I call, instead of ringing, they'll
be turned into remote microphones.

The phones are equipped with state -of
-the -art GPS.

Managed to get one near Tolka.

We'll do the rest.

When were you going to tell me about
your gambling, Jones?

You thought I wouldn't check you out?

That was years ago.

You know what they say.

Once an addict, always an addict.

So you're up for sharing a king -size
bed?

Separate check -in, separate rooms.

I was hoping Yolanda might be a little
more friendly.

On the contrary.

Therese. Excuse me, sir. Will you come
with me?

What are you doing? Just down here.

Chill, monsieur.

Get out of my hotel, Gray.

This cover's blown!

Well, can we at least talk about this?
You had your chance to talk five years

ago. Yeah, okay, I blew it, all right?

You know, I'm legally obligated to throw
you out of here. We have slot machines,

and you're a gambling addict.

I'm not registered.

Oh, well, I have personal knowledge. I
saw you throw away ten grand of

government money in one coked -up
bourbon -soaked weekend.

It was good times.

Get the hell out. Come on, Joe.

Look, we took a ride together. I don't
regret it. It was amazing.

It crashed.

Yeah, for both of us. I got suspended
for six months. Yellow, I got fired for

fraternizing with a customer.

I had to join Gamblers Anonymous.

You broke my heart.

Yeah, all right, you win.

Oh, lucky me.

You landed on your feet, though, right?
From crew PA to hotel manager.

Is this your new casino?

What the hell are you doing here, Gray?
I came for the fishing.

Bullshit.

And the poker.

I hear you guys run quite a game.

I see the GA meetings didn't take.

The roar from last night. He insulted
one of the guests. What did he do?

Grabbed her ass.

Table 11.

Give her a spa package with our
apologies

and offer Mr.

Felici lunch on the house.

He gets lunch?

The guy practically assaulted a woman.

What's it to you?

Throw him out on his ass.

Oh, my God. You're on the job.

Call him Aggie.

And notify Agent Legarda Gray's cover's
blown.

You're doing this again? You're dragging
me into some half -baked undercover

scheme? Why? Because I don't like slime
balls? This guy here is not some penny

-ante scam artist. He will take more
than my job.

Joe, forget it, okay? I'm here for the
fish.

Cute. As I said, I prefer playing solo.

I know.

What do you know?

That you're here to do business.

And it's not going so well.

Really? The way I hear it, your people
have dropped a cool three million into

the river.

Who are you?

Have you heard of Carlos Perez?

Of course, he's in prison, no? He's my
uncle.

You market his product?

I do.

A distribution cost of sorts, and I'm
looking for a new investor.

Maybe I buy you a drink.

You know, you discuss business plan with
me.

Maybe I'll do business with you both.

Where are you going?

I do business with Seth Tolka.

I'm not at all.

Maybe Seth will be interested to meet
you.

Then set it up.

Rogue American agent trying to get
herself killed on Canadian soil.

It's me, Mohawk Soil. I'm flying in.

I put the Marine unit on standby.

You know, I got a dozen of our pilots
here ready to roll at my say -so.

The guard is meeting Felicia at
tonight's poker game, and he's taking

Zeftalka. You need to be there for
backup.

Well, the hotel manager's not my biggest
fan.

Well then, change your mind.

You know, they got machines to do that.

The sunrise is right over that water.

You know, we were a sucker for the
sunrise.

What do you want, Gray?

You know, when the dust cleared from
that Niagara fiasco, I did come looking

you. Yeah, right.

Well, you disappeared.

No cell phone, no forwarding address.

I hit rock bottom. I needed a fresh
start.

And by bottom, I assume you're referring
to me.

Don't do that.

What? Don't charm me.

I got you out of my system and I'm not
letting you back in.

So now I'm what, a virus?

What are you doing here?

I'm looking for you.

I'm not here.

Who's the girl?

My daughter.

She's four.

Four? Don't worry, she's not yours.

What's your name?

Deani.

Mean deer in the woods.

Where is she now?

With my sister and her husband out west.

They live on a farm. Lots of horses.

And no Albanians?

God, you are on the job.

Oh my God!

No. Unbelievable.

No, no, no. Okay, yes, yes, yes. I'm on
the job. It's not why I'm here.

Get out.

These guys are bad news, Joe.

You need me to help you. You help me?

What do you want, Gray? Just spit it
out. I need a seat in the poker game

tonight.

Invitation only.

Okay, so invite me. And what if I
refuse?

Things can get real ugly here, Joe.

Now you need me on your side.

Carl. Check.

All right, Kanye, you can do better than
that.

Check or bet? Check.

Man, I love this game.

4 ,000.

100 to you, miss.

I'm out.

500.

Raise to 500.

Yeah, call.

Check the space.

Five hundred.

Thousand.

Yeah, I'll call.

Ten a time. How much you got there?

Fall in.

There's twelve hundred more.

Thirteen.

1 ,700.

He's putting you all in, sir.

Paul. Paul.

Between high plus.

Full house.

Jack's over 10.

My head's spinning.

You cannot hold your booze again.

Oh, I'll get throw up.

It's a

little bit chilly for a boat ride.

Hand over your purse.

Huh?

I'd like to be prepared.

Where's the you called you last?

Your uncle called you from Sing Sing?

We talk every day.

Family means everything to me.

Let's go to my cell phone.

He finds them distracting.

Come. Get into the boat.

Damn.

Show me every island within 10 miles of
her location.

I need a stairwell lobby. What are you
doing?

I screwed up.

Shit.

By the time you jumped in, you
deactivated your goddamn bug. I lost

She got away from me.

Got away or was taken away? I don't
know.

Bob.

We've got a problem.

Joe, you've got to come with me. Go to
hell. You are in this way over your

Now, it's not too late to turn this
around. They threatened Deanna.

You sent her someplace safe. They're
going to find her. No, they won't be.

Put your hands on your head. You will
never see death.

I'll take that.

Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

Piece of shit. You're going to pay for
this.

Are you police?

RCMP? Who are you working with?

Who is he?

Who is he?

I said, who is it?

It is with immigration.

You don't know what she's talking about.

Oh, you think I'm not the same?

No! No!

So, where's our money?

Shoot him.

Come on.

Go in that way.

Shoot the bastard.

Shoot the bastard. Gray, shoot him.
Gray, it's okay. We'll get him. You've

yourself.

Is that Tolka?

I was telling you we're beautiful, but
the word hardly seems adequate.

You have a beautiful place here.

Oh, well, it will do for a temporary
base.

I'm supervising some underwater
exploration.

Oh, yeah?

The way I have it, you've got a few
million somewhere down there.

It seems you know a lot about my
business.

I'm hoping to become part of your
business.

Shall we adjourn to my office, Mrs.
Sparrows?

Call me Yolanda.

Your cell shows three of you are heading
for Oxford Island.

We'll cut the in, just have the woman
row in.

Hmm.

Very good.

Won't you join me?

I like to keep business and pleasure
separate.

It's a condition of purchase.

Yeah, brother, you're excellent.

Yeah!

Want a flasso?

Excuse me? Sure.

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.

Pain stimulates the pleasure centers of
the brain.

I find it very distracting.

You're under arrest.

Stop it!

Ray!

Ray?

Ray!

Get off of me!

Get off of me!

You would have killed him.

Let the American justice system do it
for you.

Be there.

Oh, shit, it's 1 .30.

I gotta go.

I gotta go.

The extradition orders for the
Albanians.

We can extradite for murder, not to a
death penalty state.

Who do you think provides the muscle to
protect your fine ideals?

I was about to suggest you apply for
extradition on a lesser charge, like

conspiracy to kidnap.

You can upgrade to murder stateside.

Okay, so I don't always think before I
speak.

Really? But most of the time, I do.

I'll be back with the paperwork in an
hour.

Don't hurry on my account.

Ah, we missed you yesterday.

Yeah, I'm not too good with funerals.

Cute, ain't she?

It's like her mother.

I was thinking maybe, you know, the age
might fit.

So sister, take good care of her.

You go home, son.