All language subtitles for Person of interest s01e19

You are being watched.

The government has a secret system.

A machine that spies on you
every hour of every day.

I know because I built it.

I designed the machine to detect
acts of terror, but it sees everything.

Violent crimes involving
ordinary people.

People like you.

Crimes the government
considered irrelevant.

They wouldn't act,
so I decided I would.

But I needed a partner.

Someone with the skills to intervene.

Hunted by the authorities,
we work in secret.

You will never find us.

But victim or perpetrator,
if your number's up, we'll find you.

I wonder what kind of
man I'd be if she hadn't been killed.

I hear people change...

...when they lose a parent.
Especially when that parent is murdered.

Oh.

Big test today, right?

Always hated Algebra.

All those Xs and Ys
made my head spin.

I don't mind it so much.

- Hey, you want to talk about it?
- It's no big deal.

Seems like it might be.

Just some d-bags giving me a
hard time for being on scholarship.

- I want to know who they are.
- No way.

Last thing I need
is you fighting my battles.

I'm not some little kid.

I'll take the subway home tonight.
I know you're working late.

- Pad Thai for dinner?
- Yeah.

Have a good day, okay?

- Carter.
- It's LaBlanca in S.I.D.

- You ready for me to make your day?
- I won a paid vacation to Hawaii?

Almost as good.

Those accounts
you thought belonged to Elias...

...the ones we traced
to that investment firm?

When you flagged those accounts,
they had a balance of 4 million.

As of this morning? Not a dime.

Elias drained them, Carter.
All of them.

I'll be there in 10 minutes.

Bit of a late start, Mr. Reese.

You forget to set your alarm?

Had my yoga class.

Well, I hope you've
gotten in touch with your chi.

It seems we have
a big day ahead of us.

We received five numbers
this morning.

Huh.

- Bumper crop.
- Meet the heads of the five families.

Caparelli, Zambrano...

...Grifoni, Basile, Gianni Moretti, Jr.

Moretti's son.

Junior took over when
Moretti went to prison.

Unless all these men suddenly
decided to turn on one another...

...it's fair to assume
they're being targeted.

Short list of people crazy enough...

...to take on the leadership
of the Cosa Nostra.

Only one, in my opinion.

Elias.

He's already kidnapped his father.

Eliminate the remaining dons,
he could control the entire Mafia.

I don't know, Finch.

We could let
the trash take out the trash.

I know they encouraged a certain moral
flexibility when you worked at the CIA...

...but I like to think that we're
reaching for a higher standard.

In any case, we need to consider
the collateral damage.

So we're going to babysit the five
most powerful criminals in New York.

How do we get close to them?

These gentlemen meet once a month
at the Covenant Club in Brooklyn.

No cameras allowed
inside the private meeting room...

- ...and no cell phones.
- Won't be easy to spy on these guys.

Not even for you, Finch.

That sounds like a challenge, Mr. Reese.

The club recently installed
a new fire alarm system.

In case of emergency,
firefighters communicate...

...with anyone trapped inside
through a sound system.

But any speaker can be converted to a
crude microphone by reversing polarity.

Idiots from the Department of Homeland
Security can't even take a bribe right.

That shipment
was half of what it was supposed to be.

- What're we going to do?
- Nice work, Finch.

We'll step on it more than usual.

If the customers complain, they can
put a note in our suggestion box.

Are you kidding me with this?

Business as usual
like nothing's changed?

We're all very sorry for
your father's situation, Junior.

Situation? My father is probably dead.

I want to know what the family will
do to retaliate against this Elias.

You mean your half-brother?
Your old man brought this on himself.

He sired a bastard and then had the poor
taste to have the mother bumped off.

- That's a filthy lie.
- No disrespect, Junior.

We don't care if you bring Elias
over for Thanksgiving.

He's a player, brings in cash.

You want to work with a man
that you know is robbing you?

And stealing our territories?

It's business, kid. It's not a love affair.

We work with him, we all get rich.

We need to convey to them that Elias
won't be interested in making a deal.

I think it's time
to update Detective Carter.

That could be difficult
since she's not speaking to us.

An apology might go
a long way, Mr. Reese.

If Elias moved all of his money,
where did it go?

I don't know yet.

The funds went out to over
a thousand unique payees.

Get any names
of the people he paid?

- It's not that easy.
- Yeah, it never is with this guy.

Everything is going out
as cash or wire transfers.

We could trace it,
but the warrants would take weeks.

What do you think he's buying?

Elias doesn't care about material things.
He buys people.

People who'll murder for money.

Cops and politicians
who'll look the other way.

Well, whatever it is,
he just bought a lot of it.

You'll have to eat with your hands.

I remember you were good
with a knife back in the day.

They called you The Blade, right?

I never understood your generation
and their ridiculous nicknames.

They just spent too much time
growing fat.

Soft.

Some of them even tried to turn
the family legit. Like your son.

I mean your real son.

Why don't you just kill me already?

I would hate for you to miss the show.

I'm gonna do what you never had
the stones to:

I'm gonna unite the families
and take control.

Oh, that's some plan for a nobody.

And you think my associates are
gonna go along with this farce?

Huh?

They won't have a choice.

I never learned how to share.
My mother might have taught me...

...but she didn't get the chance,
did she?

Forty-five minutes to Queens.

I got a real job, you know.

HR is your real job, Fusco.

I need some intel on that guy who's
stirring things up around town.

Tall guy with a suit.
Likes shooting people in the kneecaps.

Thought he was yesterday's news.

Not to the feds. They set up a new
task force trying to locate him.

We want to know everything they do.
See if we can get to him ourselves.

Why, you looking
to put him on the payroll?

- You ask a lot of questions, Fusco.
- I got an inquisitive mind.

We're doing a job for Elias.

Since when does HR work for Elias?

We don't work for anybody.

We lend a hand
when it's in our best interest.

Right now, that's Elias.

When you're done looking into
that matter, I'd call in sick.

You don't want to be working
Homicide the next couple of days.

Are you certain
this is the best course of action?

Mafiosi don't take kindly to people
who approach them unannounced.

They're like feral dogs that way.

No time for anything
but the direct approach, Finch.

Besides, I've always
been good with dogs.

- What, are you lost?
- Here to give you a heads up about Elias.

He's got plans. And they don't
include you and your friends.

- You a cop?
- Not even close.

Frankly, I'd be inclined
to let you idiots kill each other.

But that could get messy.

Your men here can't protect you.
But I can. If you come with me.

Thanks for your concern, my friend,
but I don't need your help.

I struck out, Finch.
Caparelli wouldn't listen to me.

What happened, Mr. Reese?

Elias got to him, Finch.
You were right about collateral damage.

I wish they were dead. All of them.

- What happened, Carl?
- They started it. Calling me names.

Ms. Beecher told me you never
turned in your term project.

That's because it was stupid.

Is this it?

I'm not a bastard.

Is that why you fought them?
Who called you that?

- Come on. I'll help you fill out the rest.
- With what?

It's for family.

Well, Carl Elias, you got me
and your foster sisters.

I had a mother. She's gone.

Maybe we could do some research.
Find some more names to fill in.

Like my father?

Oh, honey...

You must've heard something
about who he was.

Carl, do me a favor, let it go.

Do you think he even knows...

...about what happened to my mom?

Here's what I know, baby.

We are all descended from kings.

You gotta live your own life.

Be your own man.

You understand?

I was wondering
when you'd call, John.

I heard you witnessed
the tragedy earlier this afternoon.

I hope you weren't hurt
from the explosion.

Elias...

...end this before
anyone else gets hurt.

I'm only doing what's best for the city.

So you're going to kill everyone
who gets in the way?

We're more alike than you'd like to admit.
Both killers in our own right.

But now you save innocent people
like Charlie Burton. Not old gangsters.

Just leave those men to me.

You know I can't do that.

I can't say I'm surprised.
I'll see you on the other side.

We have another problem.
Detective Carter.

I thought she wasn't
answering her calls.

She wasn't. But as you know...

...I've always taken a somewhat liberal
view of how to use a telephone.

She knows that Elias
is up to something.

She's been reaching out to the remaining
dons, offering them police protection.

She doesn't know that Elias is
planning to take them all out at once.

Or that he's got HR's backing.

I need her location. Now.

You come with me. The rest of you
lock down both ends of the block...

...until we get this guy out of here.
Understood?

- Who are we bringing in, detective?
- Don Basile.

He's going into protective custody
until we can take down Elias.

- You're Carter?
- Yeah.

How do I know
you're not on Elias's payroll?

You can't. You got another option,
I recommend you take it.

Otherwise, let's move.

All right, come on. Come on.

Detective. Where'd everyone go?

Get back.

Get back!

You really should
return your calls, detective.

Those new bootleg CDs, boss.

I got a whole bunch more
in Lou's trunk.

Hold on a second, kid.

I'd like a word, please.

Maybe I should stay, Pop.

- Go home. Tell your mother I already ate.
- But, Pop, I was just thinking that...

- You came to us through Lou, right?
- That's right, sir.

Thing is, I don't know
much about you, kid...

- ...but you look familiar.
- Elias.

I think you know what I mean.

My mother was Marlene Elias, sir.

I thought so. Beautiful woman.

I've been told that, sir.

I thought about
when this day might come.

What I would say to you.

What are you doing here, kid?
What do you want from me?

I just want a job, sir.

A chance to learn from the best.

To prove myself.

You know where diamonds
come from, kid?

Starts out as carbon, black as coal...

...buried miles beneath the earth.

Takes pressure.
Temperatures hotter than hell.

Billions of years until
a volcano blows it to the surface.

That is the only way
to form a diamond.

Never heard that before.

I didn't know my father either.
I survived.

I didn't know that, sir.

But, you're here because
you figured some things out.

So now you and me,
we have our own little secret.

They tell me you got a pair, kid.
Tenacious, capable.

I like to think so, sir.

You keep your head up,
there's a place for you here.

Thank you, sir.

So nice to finally meet you.

The officer's stable.
Lucky for us, you got good timing.

I guess you should know the FBI has
a new task force set up in your honor.

- They think you're working with Elias.
- I'm often misunderstood.

I take it things didn't go
as expected with Mr. Basile.

I don't know who to trust anymore.

You can trust us, detective.

Elias transferred $4 million
in the past 48 hours...

...to a dozen cash-and-carry
hubs around the city.

We could use those transfers
to track down the men working for him...

...but I can't access their database
without a warrant.

Maybe I could use other techniques
to access the information we need.

If we track down the men on Elias's
payroll, that may lead us right to him.

In the meantime,
I need to convince those old dons...

...that the only way to stay alive
is to work with us.

- Thanks for the backup.
- Uh, if I'm not there next time...

...I want you to be prepared.

Not exactly standard issue.

Should I ask where you got these?

Probably best if you don't.

- Getting shipped to Iraq or something?
- I need an assist.

Did you bring the extra vest
and ammo?

Yeah.

Just get in.
You're the only cop I can trust right now.

Who am I looking at, Finch?

I was able to trace the financial
transactions out of Elias's accounts.

The man you're following
is one of the recipients.

Elias's payroll reads like a who's
who of the U.S. Penal system.

I'm following him, but who's he following?

It's a family.

- Any idea who they are?
- Maybe they're related to the dons.

Elias isn't above threatening
their loved ones.

Right theory...

...wrong organization.

Elias's people are following
HR families, Finch.

I don't understand his strategy.
HR are his allies.

In war, you need to be able
to coerce your allies...

...as much as your enemies.

If any of his law-enforcement contacts
gets out of line, he has a backup plan.

That's what I would do.

If you'd listened, we could have gotten
him before he went after my father.

Detectives, what's so important
you bullied your way into our club?

You're going into protective custody
until we can find Elias.

Heh. I don't think so.

It's not really up for discussion.
You failed to control this man.

Some of you tried
to cut deals with him.

And now he's coming after you.

I'm not going to stand by and let
innocent civilians get killed...

...because you chose to ignore
what was right in front of your nose.

Jimmy!

Come show the detectives out.

What, are you sleeping?

Jimmy!

Looks like your boys abandoned you.

You wanna bet Elias's men
aren't far behind?

We don't work with cops.

You don't want to come voluntarily,
I'm gonna take you by force.

- Are you gonna shoot us?
- If I shoot you...

...maybe Elias won't have to blow up
a carload of innocent people.

- Shouldn't we call for backup?
- You are my backup.

Here come Elias's guys.

Hello?

It's for you.

- Hello?
- Turn left, go two blocks...

...to 954 President Street.
- You got good timing. Next left, Fusco.

Go to the second floor.
The code is 3288.

Got it.

Who owns this place again?

A friend.

You got some weird friends, Carter.

I don't remember a lot about my mom.
I was 4 when she died.

Of course, you know that.

Every so often I get these images of her,
especially when I smell her perfume.

Shalimar, I think.

She had dark hair.

Kind eyes.

Other times I just see the blood.

Just so much blood
from such a small person.

There was a problem, boss.

That detective,
the one you wanted gone...

...she took them.

- Which one?
- All of them.

I see.

We'll need our friends on the
police force to join us on this one.

Detectives Carter and Fusco are both safe...

...and sound at one of my properties.
As are the dons.

Good to hear, Finch. How did she
convince them to go with her?

She didn't. She kidnapped them.

It seems you've had something
of an influence on her, Mr. Reese.

- Thanks, Finch.
- I'm not certain that's a compliment.

Elias isn't gonna take this lying down,
Finch.

No sign of him yet, but I've tracked
down a dozen of his men.

All positioned to strike
against the families of HR cops...

...if things don't go his way.

Luckily, HR doesn't know where the
dons are. Only Carter and Fusco do.

Finch.

The men that we're tracking...

...are any of them
near Marbury High School in Brooklyn?

Yes. Why?

That's where Carter's son
goes to school.

What was the accident?
Is my mom gonna be all right?

It's too soon to tell,
but I'll take you right to the hospital.

- Hello?
- Taylor?

You don't know me but you are in danger,
and I want you to stay inside...

...with a teacher
until we can get to you.

Taylor?

Just keep quiet
and you won't get hurt.

Hey. I need to see your pass.

How long do you think
we could stay here?

Until we know they're safe.

They're mob bosses, Carter.

That ain't gonna happen
anytime soon.

You gotta be kidding me.
How did Elias's men find us?

- I thought you shook them off.
- I did. We were free and clear.

- What do you have?
- Carter, I need to tell you something.

You've got to know I'm not gonna
let anything happen to him.

You understand?

- I'll find him.
- Find who? What's going on, John?

Taylor?

Taylor.

Got a great kid here, detective.

I swear to God,
if you touch him I'll kill you.

You have the means to set him free.

You can't call for backup.
Who you gonna trust anymore?

You know
I can't hand these guys over to you.

I might as well kill them myself.

If you're up to it,
that would be helpful.

Why do you need the bosses dead,
Elias?

You've already shown
how powerful you are.

You don't understand the evil
you're protecting, do you?

Let me tell you something
about Zambrano.

He earns his living by selling heroin
to school children.

Grifoni sells guns
to the highest bidder.

My esteemed half-brother.

A man who not only imports drugs,
but young girls.

These are the men
that you're protecting.

Things would be much better
under your watch, huh?

I run an efficient enterprise.

There's no infighting,
there's no conflict over territory.

I am the evolution of organized crime.

You're a force of corruption
and weakness.

My answer is no.

He wants to trade Taylor for the dons.

- How can I do that?
- You can't.

You don't have to make
that decision.

Because I'm gonna get your son back,
no matter what the cost.

I won't let anyone hurt him.
Do you hear me, Carter?

Promise me.

You have my word.

Finch, I need you to tell me
where to find the boy.

I'm a step ahead of you, Mr. Reese.

The only way to locate Taylor
is to make a deal with the devil.

I hope you're not referring to Elias.

Elias isn't the only fallen angel
in our rolodex, Mr. Reese.

You okay, Carter?

They got my kid.

You sure not calling backup's
the way to go?

You don't get it, Fusco.

You see those two in the suits?
They work Vice at the 15th.

They're here to help Elias.
Not back us up.

What do you wanna do?

Wait.

Make sure this place is sealed off.

All right. I'll do a sweep,
make sure it's airtight.

You should've been our wheel man,
Detective Carter.

- I don't think your partner had it in him.
- Don't go blaming Fusco.

- This isn't on him.
- You sure about that?

See, because I've got
this vague recollection...

...that your partner
used to be on the take.

In fact, now that I think about it,
I'm sure of it.

He was partners
with that, uh, Detective Stills, right?

That dirty cop who went missing
a few months back?

Those guys had their paws around every
game in town. All on the take.

And they didn't care
because they just threw a piece upstairs.

Shaking down low-life drug dealers...

...pimps,
whatever scratch they could get.

Yeah, they even did some wet work.

Hello, Detective.

I've come to talk it over in person.

Are you ready to pick the right side?

Hello, Officer Simmons.

I wonder if I might have a few minutes
of your time.

Who the hell are you?

You gonna tell me who you are
or do I have to arrest you?

I'd like to talk about your organization.
The one commonly referred to as HR.

It's come to my attention that HR
has been paid a large sum of money...

...to ignore any criminal activities
involving a man named Elias.

Really?

And how exactly did this come
to your attention?

I notice things, officer.

Things the rest of the world ignores.

And I've noticed things about Elias
that I believe you've overlooked.

I doubt that.
I'm a pretty observant guy myself.

You think Elias stands for a return
to the way things used to be.

A firm hand on the reins
of organized crime.

But he also stands for other things.

This is Elias's surveillance
of HR police officers and their families.

You're in bed with the devil.

This man will go to any length,
including kidnapping children.

Detective Carter's son
is only his most recent victim.

I didn't hear anything about that.

Look, I recognize, officer...

...that I'm placing myself in danger
by sitting here with you.

I need you to understand
you're placing your family in danger...

...by doing business with Elias.

- What is this?
- The man following your wife...

...is an ex-con whose prior convictions
include rape, manslaughter.

Elias is keeping you and yours
in check...

...until his plan is finished. After that...

...who knows
whether he'll have any use for you.

How do I know
this guy doesn't work for you? Huh?

I imagine you don't.

But are you really willing
to bet your family's life on it?

- What do you want?
- Get me the location...

...of Detective Carter's son.

And call off any men you have working
on Elias's behalf.

HR severs its ties with Elias
as of this moment.

I'm not gonna wait all night, detective.

Let him go, Elias.
He's got no part in this.

Taylor seems like a very nice young man.
I'd rather not hurt him.

You need to accept the fact that no one's
coming to save you. You are all alone.

Think, uh... I think it's right up over here.

Colder than a witch's nip
in a brass bra.

Where's Don Moretti?

Yeah, you tell me, kid.

Well, uh, the boss wanted me
to tell you he wished he could be here...

...but he couldn't make it. Come on.

Talk about brass.

Used to be,
the dons would clean up their own mess.

Moretti didn't have the stones
to be here.

De Luca told me he made him
get rid of the broad back in the day.

Now we gotta deal
with this miserable bastard.

Oh, for crying out loud,
here come the waterworks.

What's the matter, kid?

Not the family reunion
you were hoping for?

- I'm an idiot, and I should've known.
- Well, the don's already got one idiot.

Guess he didn't need another one.

You two think you're safe
because there's just one of me.

That I'm weak and that you're strong.

That's not strength. That's weakness.

Look at you. Bunch ofjealous idiots.

Liars betraying each other.

I don't need that.

I get my strength from being alone.

And that's why I'm gonna destroy
all of you.

Shut him up already, will you?

Come on, help me out.
Shoot this little bastard.

This is where they're holding Taylor.

- What's your plan, John?
- No plan.

I'll just take the direct approach.

I'm sorry I'm not much use
on this end of things.

Look.

Show me how to fire one of these
and I can help.

I'll create a distraction, I suppose,
or...

It's okay, Harold.

You can be the getaway driver.

I'll be fine.

Besides, you know I don't like it
when people mess with kids.

Last chance, detective.

Those immoral corrupt men
or your innocent son.

- No deal.
- What are you gonna do?

I'm staying right here.
They're not getting past me.

I'm not as alone as you think.

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

Who are you?

My name is John.

Your mother sent me.

You here to rescue me...

...or shoot me?

Tonight, rescue.

Carter, those HR cops just took off.

Keep the dons in the back.

Hey, you heard the lady. Get back.

Open the door, detective.

I should've known.

All that nonsense about bringing Elias
into the fold.

You're an embarrassment.

- A rat.
- Elias offered me a deal.

When change comes, you got to adapt.

You and your old man,
you never learned that lesson.

Drop it, Zambrano.

Not till you let me out of here.

Should've given Elias everything
he wanted like the rest of them.

- I don't look the other way.
- But your partner does.

Right, Fusco?

In less than 30 seconds, there's a guy
who's gonna come into this room...

...he's gonna run this city.

You're a survivor.

Gonna choose the right side?

Or you gonna die alone here
with your partner?

Not one more step, Elias.

Tell your boys
to put down their weapons.

Or their day will end
like Zambrano's over here.

You're good at your job.
I'm good at mine.

I was hoping we could avoid
further bloodshed.

This is where it ends.
Right here. Right now.

I called for backup.

You gotta trust somebody, Carter.

This guy doesn't own every cop.

Get down. Get down.

Carl Elias, you are under arrest.

I'll have to check my notes
for a list of charges.

Murder and kidnapping
are at the top.

You can't stop the inevitable,
detective.

Change will happen
whether you embrace it or not.

Where's my father?

You're dead. No one's ever
gonna remember you even existed.

You're nothing, you hear me?

- Talk to me.
- Mom, it's me.

Taylor.

Are you okay?

That guy you sent is kind of a bad ass.

Yeah. He knows it too.

- Who's the guy with the glasses?
- Heh, if you find out, let me know.

Where are you?

I'm safe.

I'll see you soon.

Okay.

Are you okay?

Good to know
you keep your promises.

Told you I'd never let anything happen
to your son.

Thank you.

Glasses off.

Birth date?
- August 18th, 1965.

Social security number?
- 306-00-3894.

It's good to have you back, Pop.

It's good to be back.

Let's go home, son.

Oh.

Hello?

Hi, Dad.

What, is this somehow
supposed to intimidate me?

I just wanted to say goodbye.

And that I wish I could
have been there.