All language subtitles for True.Detective.s02e07.Eng

I feel so fucked up.

My head's so fucked up.

You want me to roll a joint?

Oh, those fucking fucks.

Holloway was there. Fucking Geldof.

The fucking AG was shaking hands with the...

That piece of shit tried to choke me out.

He put his hands on the wrong...

I've been waiting my whole life for that.

I think I even

went looking.

That's my whole life.

And when I ran out of the woods
and they found me...

The woods?

What?

What?

You said...

Oh, God.

Hey, look, I don't think...

This wouldn't help you.

It might.

It usually does.

All right.

Um, it's the drugs.

It's the drugs.

I'm fucked up.

Mmm.

You're too far out of my league, anyway.

I'm gonna check on the other two.

You and the girl...
You should stay here through tomorrow.

You know, we can see what the damage is

and report all this to Davis.

Yeah.

You can call your sister.

Addenda to corporate charters
for holding companies,

shares dispersed to new owners,
Eagle Iron LLC.

President, Osip Agranov.

Electralux Entertainment.

President, Anthony Chessani.

Well, it shows the holding company's assets.

These are all land parcels in that corridor.

Valley poisoned by mine runoff.

There was some kind of buy-sell deal
upon death.

I mean, they just repurchased
Caspere's shares for pennies

and redistributed them.

-Motive.
-Well, it's something.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Yeah.

It's just my fiancee.

Okay, what's next?

I got to...

I gotta check in at home.

We should drop this on Davis.

You wanna hold the fort?

Question her when she comes up.

Yeah.

You think they could make me
for that security guard?

Would they?

I don't know.

I hoped you'd make it home.

But I guess here is good enough.

Took a couple kicks last night.

Can you talk about it?

There'll be some new people
operating at the clubs for a while.

Few days a week.

-What people?
-Mexicans.

Something else to solve.

In the midst of being gangbanged
by forces unseen,

I figure I'd drill a new orifice,
go on and fuck myself for a change.

Frank, what can you pull together?

Liquid, right now?

Maybe 200K. Three tops.

We could just walk away from the table.

That's 45 years of my life.

You see me managing an Applebee's?

I worked at one once.

They give you a shift meal.

I'll handle the deliveries at Lux.

Mrs. Semyon. You look lovely this morning.

Ray, dashing as ever.

Keep it holstered.

I had a bit of a strange night.

You should just tell me
what's going on, Paul.

The man on the phone scared me.

He said, "Ask Paul about the pictures."

-That's all he said.
-He hung up.

What is this about?

Tell me or I'm not going.

It was that case. I was undercover.

I just want you to be safe for a couple days.

We are having a baby.

This will all be cleared up by then.

Why did you get with me, Paul?
Why did you even ask me out?

I'm just trying to be a good man.

Well, you don't try right.

What happened?

It was bad in there.

If they think I was you,
you need to disappear for a little while.

What? How am I supposed to disappear?

I'll give you some money.

Go up north. Oregon, maybe.

Dad knows some people.

He should go, too, just... Just to be safe.

For how long?

I'm seeing someone,
and I'm starting school in the fall.

We just need to put this case down.

And then you're okay.

But you gotta go. Both of you.

Now. Like, today.

You get somebody to put
some of your things together for you.

You don't go back home.

What did you do?

I saved a girl.

She's in the next room

coming off of whatever they had her on.

Did they give you something?

Did you go all the way in?

Inside the party?

Yeah.

Did you?

I don't see how you can expect us
to stay here.

Paul, if something this wrong
is going on,

maybe you should go to your bosses.

Tell them you need out.

It's more complicated than that.
The less you know, the better.

I can't go to the bosses, not yet.

This op I did, it might be nothing.

But I just want you both to be safe
if my cover was blown, that's it.

Two, three nights tops.

What are we supposed to do?

Room service.

Don't answer the door or the phone
if it isn't me.

And, you know, just relax.

Okay.

You bring someone up,

invest time and emotion,

personal attachment,

and hope for what?

Parity.

Well, this is way bigger than Blake.

You got probable future governor
and current Attorney General Geldof there.

And that guy from Catalast, McCandless,

-he closed the deal.
-What deal?

We got these documents
from one of Catalast's holding companies,

transferred ownership of assets,
land in that rail corridor.

Now, they sold Caspere's shares
in two other companies.

One of them's owned by
the mayor's kid, Tony Chessani.

Him? Kid's a twist.

I fixed a hit-and-run for him once.
Motherfucker.

Well, the other company's owned
by this older cat.

He was at the party.

I saw him at the warehouse
where they dropped the girls last week.

Looked European.

Papers said his name was...

Osip Agranov.

He's Russian-Israeli.

Blake was listed
as the holding company's treasurer.

So to me, it looked like your man helped Tony

and this other guy
fuck you out of Caspere's shares.

It could be what they killed Caspere for.

My old chief Holloway, he was there, too.

The girl, Irina Rulfo,

she said a cop gave her Caspere's stash.

Paid her to pawn it.

She said he was white.

You found Irina?

Sort of.

She's gone.

You got a name for me?

The man who put you on my wife's attacker?

I'll have it for you by the end of the day.

Word of honor.

I guess I'll continue
with the belief it wasn't you.

Uh-huh.

Ray,

go ahead and show yourself out just now.

I need a few minutes alone,

process the ins and outs of all this.

Sure.

I gotta go anyways.

Woodrugh, Velcoro.

The Rulfo girl said a policeman paid her
to pawn Caspere's stuff.

Look in LAPD service records, all right.

Find out where Holloway was in '92

and who else was in his squad.

Davis is meeting me this afternoon.
I want her to see those signatures in person.

Your sister put me onto you.

She said you were missing.

And then this was delivered to her.

Contents of a mailbox you kept.

I need you to look at this stuff.

These pictures.

Oh, shit, man.

Forgot I kept that box.

Right.

Yeah, Tascha must have sent these.

Tascha? You know Ben Caspere?

He had a girl he introduced as Tascha.

Yeah.

I met Ben at the Panticapaeum Institute

when I was a maid.

He was the one.

He hooked me up on the circuit.

Tascha... God... Was his, like, favorite.

She's Hungarian.

But she had these plans.

Photos of these parties.

I warned her.

Fuck. Maybe she sent these as backup.

Bitch tried
to involve me in that shit.

She tried to blackmail them.

I warned her.

Dudes like this don't play.

All right, what about these diamonds?

They mean anything to you?

Those must be...

Yeah, she had said once
that Caspere had shown her these diamonds.

Said they were special-like.

What happened to Tascha?

Wherever we were, it was someplace up north.

They found a camera.

So, I think there was a cabin out back.

It was Tony С and their guys.

And they took her into the woods.

Will you testify?

Fuck, no.

I was hammered anyway.

You know what?
Thinking about it, I don't know what I've seen.

Is that when you tried to get out?

I never tried to get out.

Girl fucked up.
All you gotta do is follow the rules.

I didn't want to get out.

You feel me?

I was never missing.

You didn't look like you wanted to be
where you were when I found you.

I took too much Molly on top of champagne.

So what? It happens.

All right, so...

Who's the other girl?

Her name is Laura, maybe.

I ain't seen her in, like, five, six months.

Maybe they took her out to the cabin?

No, she wasn't dumb like Tascha.

Look, can I just get a ride?

-Or call somebody?
-Your sister's on her way.

What the fuck?
You don't think my sister's fucked up?

The way she waits hand and foot
on that panty-sniffing motherfucker?

Better than being strung out.

Yo, I have a place.

I got nice things.

I had a good thing with Tony and his people.

Maybe, and this is just a thought,

maybe you were put on Earth
for more than fucking.

Everything is fucking.

Oh, thank God.

No, stop. I am not going with you.

Fuck your pervertido husband.

- He's different now.
- You need to lay low, Vera.

Stay with your sister.
I'll let you know when it's safe.

Till then, you're in danger.

You fucking putas. You put me in danger.

And I'm the only one who can get you out.

You reach out to those men,
I'll let them know you talked to a cop,

and they'll paint a cabin with you.

You motherfuckers.

Holy fuck.

Shit.

Late today.

Had to get Ivar covering the pit.

Sorry, boss. I was taking care of some stuff.

The girls had a little private thing last night.

15 Gs.

-Yours.
-Holy cow.

You must be what they call
a natural-born pimp.

Me, I always saw a difference
between a whore and a pimp.

A whore can still have integrity.

You want to move me up, let me know.

That's the thing, right?

There's nothing to move you up to.

Is there?

I mean,

all my shit's been taken down to the street.

You'll get it back, boss.

Everybody knows you will.

Stan was following you.

And he wasn't the subtlest guy in the world,

so I'm guessing that you spotted the tail.

Hey, look, boss. I don't know...

What did he see you doing

caused you to punch his ticket like that?

You took his eyes. Why?

To make it look connected to Caspere?

Truth is your only play right now,

because you fucked up
letting yourself be alone

in this room with me.

Look, Frank,
there's been a mistake somewhere.

You're arrogant.

Or else you never would have walked in here.

Have I got a fucking story for you.

Hell.

Please.

Please. Frank, please.

-I can...
-You can what? Talk?

Osip? His crew?

Caspere? Stan?

Osip's people...

They've been running Eastern bloc girls

through Southern California
for over a year, Frank.

Osip's been moving to take your spot
ever since your meeting in Paris.

With your help, huh?

They reached out.

All these moves you were making,
you'd have done the same.

You think they give a shit about handshakes?

You never should have brought this to Osip.

Fuck.

You kill Caspere? Or did Osip?

No, no. Nobody knows who that was, man.
Nobody.

So where's the money I gave him?

Caspere was always gonna fuck you, Frank.
Osip was backing the play.

Osip and Tony Chessani,
they're absorbing Caspere's action?

-Why'd you kill Stan?
-He saw me meeting Osip and his guy.

He wanted a payoff, Frank.
He tried blackmailing me.

-Bullshit.
-What the fuck? It's "bullshit"?

You got all these big plans, land deals.
Where was that supposed to leave us?

You taught me,
"Make your own opportunities."

That guy way back, Velcoro's wife,

who was that guy you gave up?

What? Velcoro? Frank, what...

He didn't hurt Ray's wife. Who was he?

This fucking meth head.

He said I ripped him off.
He was gonna come after me.

I heard about this deputy's wife.
I saw a chance to step up for you.

Get noticed.

Look me in the eyes.

I wanna watch your lights go out.

I can get money back.
I know where there's money.

Osip and Catalast,

there's a big cash exchange
tomorrow night up in Ojai.

McCandless' place. Crystal Ranch.

Osip's turning over $12 million
for Caspere's shares.

$12 million, Frank.

Who's gonna be there?

I don't know for sure.

It's a handoff. Security.

Osip, he'll be there.

All right. Get yourself together.

Anything else you can tell me?

Anything?

Might help.

They're taking it all, Frank.

Osip's people bought the liens on the clubs.

My people won't go along with that.

You don't have any people, Frank,
that's what I'm saying.

Nails, they never approached him.

And anybody else, they already bought.

Ivar.

Anything else?

Look,

they don't know you got me now.

I can work on the inside for you, man.

Triple-cross.

Do this for me instead.

I can...

Remember where I found you?
Pushing baby aspirin to club kids.

Johnny Mank wanted to cap you in the alley.

I said, "No, there's potential here."

Now you just shit my carpet.

Can't remember anything?
Something I can use?

Well, I grouped them as hedonists.

And they seemed very close,
in a secretive way.

And they did not stay long.

We had no real relationship.

Well, you seem pretty friendly here.

Well, at the time, everyone was a pilgrim.
You understand?

Everyone was passing
in their separate journeys.

And not all looking for the same thing.

Some exploit openness and freedom.

It was a shadow of our best intentions.

But people came and went, faces lost.

I regret so much of that time.

I remembered his face,

finally.

The man who took me away.

You always said
you couldn't remember anything.

Yeah, people came and went.

But there was a man...

And I remember his face.

And I think

I always remembered it.

We couldn't sleep.

I wandered the forest for four days.

I can't see it, those four days, but...

I remembered his face.

I wish I could, if I could just give you back...

My father, you see, my father, he was...

He was a harsh man. He was strict.
I wasn't going to be like him.

Oh, God.

God damn everything.

That's what I say.

Are you gonna turn yourself in?

No.

I can't.

But I can fix it.

I wish your life had been easier.

You didn't ask me if I did it.

It doesn't matter.

You're the most innocent person
I've ever known.

Okay.

Thank you. I won't forget this.

The APB on you,
they're watching your house.

I should have trusted you with more of this.

I think with that harassment,

I could have stepped up more.

-Helped you out.
-It's all right.

I was jealous.

I'll say it.

I should have stopped
thinking of you that way

or switched partners.

No, I fucked up there.

You didn't.

I think I...

I think I might be unfair to people sometimes.

Stay safe. And stay alive.

Please be careful. Please get out of this.

I will.

Mmm.

Follow them to Eugene.

They're gonna exit.
Better if you don't know where.

-And watch for tails more than anything.
-Copy that.

I had to toss my phone,
so I'll call you on a burner, check in.

Thank you for this, again.

Fuck you, Bezzerides.

Got three in one day.

Bet that's a record.

Delegate nothing.

It's worse than we thought.

We've been in a secret war here
the last six months or so.

Everybody's bought.

Ivar?

Don't tip, either.

Better they think we're in the dark.

Jordan just walked in.

I'll catch her.

No.

Bring her inside.

Here we are.

Under the bright lights.

They're taking everything,
even what we got left.

They'll come for me.

What can I do?

Pack a bag.

Nails is going with you.
We can't stay home anymore.

-All right.
-I'll meet you tomorrow.

I love you.

I love you.

This is GIA-graded with a dossier.

It tests excellent in optical
and symmetry analysis.

Five carats, $700,000.

It'll be between five and six million.

I'd rather split the total among more stones.

They don't all need to be that high-end.

But I'll need the exchange to happen fast.

Then it is not about the stones.

It is about the money behind the stones.

You are changing money
you are not supposed to have.

We do not engage in such practices.

The money will be untraceable in itself.

Abner Ehrman told me I could work with you.

Please,
articulate the percentage you'd require

in order to transact with me.

40%. And all exchanges happen here.

As we have not done business, like today,
you will come alone.

It includes my guarantee of quality

and a secure exchange.

Have your friends
ever been to Venezuela?

No, they've talked about going.

I wanted to treat them. Engagement present.

Barquisimeto is beautiful.

I've got them both booked out of Portland
in five days.

And the tickets are alterable?
We can change them up if we need to?

Yes, sir.
For that price, they let you do what you want.

Ours are the best.

Digital everything, including the chip.

But you still owe us
for the consignment, Frank.

Three hundred.

Which I'll pay the day after tomorrow.

-With an extra five on top.
-With what?

You know about the Russians?
They're dropping roots.

Women, drugs.

Taking a chunk of development
along the rail corridor.

You'll be taken over inside a year.

Give me what I need,
I'll help them choke on their piece of pie.

That's 100 now,

seven, day after tomorrow.

And this buys what?

I need two clean cars that are fast
and some firepower.

Why trust we'd ever see you again?

Because I need that clean passport.

Then I'm moving on.

I get where I'm going,

I got another half mil for you.

What are you planning, Frank?

You might say my ship's come in.

And who sails this ship?

You got an APB on Davis's murder?

Davis was supposed to meet me
and get the whole story.

Found her there dead.

They probably did it with one of the pieces
I keep at home.

I switched license plates at a fucking mall.

That's it, then. She was our only authority.

You and her are fugitives.

Well, it doesn't make sense.

It was cops.

Back in the '92 robbery,

Burris and Dixon were serving
under Holloway.

Caspere worked at the same station.

Jewelry store was their district.

Caspere probably helped them
move the stones.

They were all working together.

Orphaned two kids.

Leonard and Laura.

So that's how they bought in, the diamonds.

And whatever they got for them
went to Chessani.

Next couple of years,
they migrate into six-figure salaries in Vinci.

Their own private fiefdom.

Except Dixon.

He was just a regular dick.

Dixon was checking in on those diamonds
before we ever found 'em.

Maybe he knew Caspere held onto 'em.

Maybe it meant leverage for him.

But Dixon taking that headshot...
I checked every arrest record.

Burris busted Ledo Amarilla in '06.

Released after interrogation, no notes kept.

That whole day was a setup.

Amarilla, too.

He thought it was gonna go
a different way, I think.

That's what Caspere's place was tossed for.

Burris, Holloway, Dixon, whoever,
and they were looking for those diamonds.

The last piece of evidence
for a 23-year-old double murder.

Tascha was gonna blackmail Caspere.

So Holloway, Burris, they killed Caspere.

That just... That doesn't make sense.

Him dying bought them all exposure,
kicked this whole thing off.

And if they had Caspere,

why wouldn't they torture him
for the fucking diamonds?

I mean, it's...

I gotta head home soon.

All right.

Could you take this to State?

State? Davis is dead.

Geldof was at the party.

How about Ventura Sheriff?

Oh.

They're looking to do me.

And what have we got?

Some documents for a holding company?

A theory on some rogue cops from '92?

-Feds?
-Not without more.

Unless one of you guys got a friend there,
I don't see protection.

That ain't a fucking mayor.

That's a homunculus state corporations
slid into office.

Who the fuck even is Los Angeles?

Nobody can say. See? Nobody knows.

So, nobody expects shit to actually work.

Me, my family. We are Vinci.

We're a goddamn political dynasty.

Like the Kennedys.

Do me a favor, hum my balls a little, huh?

Maybe later.

Frank.

Another gin.

Time to hit the road, Austin.

You don't tell me what time it is.

I'm just thinking you might want to get home
and take care of business.

What the fuck's that mean?

Your boy, Prince Tony, has been greasing
the skids to slide into your chair.

Buying the Attorney General with his hookers.

Working with a Russian named Osip Agranov,
Jacob McCandless from Catalast.

All this in your house, behind your back.

Sober up.
You might realize you're getting fucked.

Now get out of here. Closing time all around.

I'd have known,
I'd have gotten the red carpet out.

Let me make you a drink.

Our company bought the lien here, Frank.

Same thing at the Lux.

The clubs are ours.

The clubs?

Shit, man.
I'm working just to stay in the black, here.

We think we can do better.

Bring in our own girls,
move our own products,

wash our own money.

We're going to be doing
a lot of business in California now.

Good for you.

I tell you, hindsight,

I was out of my element with that land stuff.

Stick to what you know, right?

I must say,
you're taking this better than expected.

Is Mr. Churchman around? Blake?

Shit, no.

Guy's been around less the last three months
than my wife's period.

You know, Frank, my board,

they thought we should take you out.

I said, "Frank Semyon understands business.
He'll adjust."

So what are my prospects? Straight up.

You can manage the day-to-day
of the casino and the club.

We put you on salary.

I said, "Frank knows clubs."

I had ideas of getting out of this, you know.

There's no such thing for you, Frank.

That world isn't yours. You manage clubs.

In time, we find something new to build on.

Well, what can I say to that?

After all, no fighting what you can't change.

Look, I ain't lasted this long

without some knowledge
of my own limitations.

And it is my hope
that we can fucking build on this.

Going into the future.

-Velcoro.
-What's up, man?

I wanted to call.

I think...

I ain't told anybody about this

other thing.

But somebody sent me these pictures.

Pictures of me.

What? Of our thing?

No, it's something else. This is mine.

I think I might be walking into something.

Then don't.

-I'll call you back.
-Listen, hold on. Wait...

What the fuck is this?

Orders.

I gotta take your gun.

Don't make a thing of it.
You've got eyes all over you.

Come on, I can get you through this.

Black Mountain?

Not anymore.

Ares Security. We rebranded.

We just service one client now,
Catalast Group.

When you got in touch, what was that?

I had orders to check on you.

After all that press stuff,

make sure you kept confidentiality.

This is your situation. I didn't make it.

Let's go.

They just wanna talk.

That was Woodrugh.

Something's up with him.

-What?
-I don't know.

He said he'd call me back.

We need an exit strategy.
Get out of the country.

There's no way they'll let us go to trial.

You hear me?

Vera said this girl's name was Laura.

Does she look... She look familiar?

I swear, there's something...

No. Her name is Erica.

From the city manager's office.

She was Caspere's secretary.

-You met her on the movie set.
-Yeah.

Woodrugh said
one of the orphans in that robbery,

-her name was Laura.
-Laura.

-You got it?
-Yeah, it's here.

Let me see.

I don't know. What do you think?

You've been looking for information
about me, son.

Well, here's your chance to ask.

All right, Mr. Patterson. Thank you.

No, this was very helpful.

Moved out of her apartment six weeks ago.

Quit the city manager's
office around that time.

Woodrugh could do a trace on her.
Credit cards, whatever.

Figure out where she went.

I just tried him again.

Voicemail.

What now?

Ride it out till morning.

Guess we'll wait for Woodrugh.

We got a gas leak spilling into the AC.

Need to clear the place for three hours or so.

-Are you serious?
-Just fucking do it.

Everybody out.

Ladies and gentlemen,
due to a sudden safety issue,

we need to request that
you cash out your chips

and vacate the premises.

These tunnels exist under the entire city.

Most people don't know that.

The pictures of you two

were a happy coincidence we came across

when clearing Detective Dixon's apartment.

Apparently he was keeping an eye on you.

Teague always had a nose for secrets.

If you had just been honest
about who you are,

nobody'd be able to run you.

You know that, right?

And this is what?

Some documents were stolen

from a private gathering of citizens
in Monterey.

I believe you have these documents.

Do not bother lying.

Not on me.

Mmm.

Velcoro? Bezzerides?

Where are they?

I don't know.

Oh.

Velcoro has the papers.
He's turning them in to the feds.

But I can call him.

We set up a meeting.

But I skate.

And I get every fucking copy
of those pictures.

That's accommodating. Maybe too much.

Velcoro don't mean shit to me.

This fuck-up dragging down.

He had me look you up.

Davis used all of us, and she's fucking dead.

The other, this Ventura dyke,

she's been on my ass from the jump.

I could give a shit about either of them.

Call Ray. Set a meeting.

Osip wants to know, where is gas leak?

It's...

I'm just tired.

There.

I want to go to bed now.

That's Splendor in the Grass.

I love that one.

You tell Bud Stamper
to bring you home earlier.

Looks old.

It is.

Sad.

Good night, sleep tight,
don't let the bed bugs bite.

Goodnight.

I don't get any service down here.

- Let me see.
- Hey, hey!

Oh, boy, you fucking up. Cut the shit, son.

Shut up.

Toss the guns. Kill the fucking lights.

Now!

Do it.

Now, kick 'em forward.

Move.

This is gonna be hard on my son.

The things he'll hear about me.

We can get out of this.

We get that girl's story, walk her into the feds.

Fucking CNN.

I'm sorry.

-I brought you back in this.
-No, I made a choice.

A long time ago.

I...

I thought everything
came from something else.

But it came from there.

You had something like that, too, once, right?

It's not something I talk about.

Oh.

It's one of the things I admire about you.

You're not a bad man.

Yes.

I am.

Do you miss it?

What?

Anything?

Fuck you. No, no.

No. Fuck you.

What a fine boy you are.

So now we're expecting
another child.

I hope it's a girl this time.

You're a fine boy.

Well, I have to go now.

You'll come back
again sometime?

Will you come back for dinner?