All language subtitles for NCIS Sydney 310

And you could get a circular one.

Can you get hoi someone there?

Shuttle

Take the shot, bro.

Come on, damn.

All right.

And for the game.

Let's go.

Woo!

Out, Sarge.

I'll be pulling a hamstring as a matter of priority.

Limp off with whatever dignity you have left.

I'm just warming up.

Check this.

Let's get it.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for NCIO Sydney.

Yeah, you found us.

Hard at work as usual.

What can I help you with?

Actually, it's how I can help you.

Some partner you are.

Why don't you remind me this was happening?

How's that my job?

And why would you need reminding anyway?

So I could tie my life-threatening illness to land today.

Oh, scared of a little mandatory HR seminar?

Literally my worst nightmare.

Reap what you sow, girl.

So, why are we all here?

Why are you here?

Because I didn't know you were coming.

Humor.

Essential in the workplace.

And who knows what IWC stands for?

Yes.

Improving workplace culture?

Gold star for you, young lady.

Now, before we get started, I would like to go around the room so that everybody can introduce themselves to the team.

We uh already know each other.

Sorry, wrong building.

I'll start.

My name's Janelle, and I'm a culture change champion.

Who's next?

Yes.

My name is Deshaun Anthony Jackson and I'm a virgin.

Are you kidding me?

Excuse me.

Safe space, remember?

Thank you for sharing, Deshaun.

And who do we have here?

Don't worry about me.

I'm not meant to be here.

I should go.

I'm sensing vulnerability.

What's your name, Hansom?

Trigger.

Of course.

Completely understand.

Take your time.

We can come back to you.

And what about you?

You seem to be way older than everyone else here.

Perhaps you can start.

Yeah, my name's Jim Dempski and I've got a very important work call to make.

JD.

Where the hell are you?

I'm at the dentist.

And I'm in Culture Change Hell.

Where you should be.

By the way, you organise it, you got a show.

I'm in the chair already.

Offer my apologies.

Offer them yourself, you're the boss.

I'll do it online.

Mecca, what's going on?

Sorry, Jim.

Hold the fort.

I'll make it up to you.

Gotta go.

For the record, I don't make a habit of withholding from my team.

I'm sure they'll understand.

You got a picture?

Wow.

Last time I saw Miles, he was all zits and braces.

He's not your little boy anymore, huh?

Tell me about it.

When was the last time you spoke with him?

About two days ago.

Angie and I flew in from Singapore to take him and his girlfriend out for dinner for his 21st birthday.

And how was he then?

I don't know.

He didn't show up.

To his own 21st?

And now neither of them are answering their cells.

Got their moms worried.

And you're not?

Oh, come on, he's on a year-long surfing safari.

I mean, he probably doesn't even know what month it is, right?

Have you reached out to local law enforcement?

I prefer not to make a big deal out of this.

But you're okay with me lying to my team while I sort it out.

I'm okay with asking you for a favor.

Have you at least pulled his phone records?

I'll pull my own son's phone logs.

I risk turning this into something that is not.

Not that big a deal.

Not to say that you couldn't, of course.

Yeah, low profile.

Low profile, right.

I'm staying at the Grand Horizon Hotel.

Call me when you have anything.

And remember, it's really.

.

Not a big deal.

Yeah, I got it.

How's the dentist?

Crushed it.

How's culture change training?

I'm a change man.

Can't you tell?

Obviously not if you track me here.

Carter got cavities too.

Role play is a useful tool to help us to walk in other people's shoes.

Has no one heard of Tinia?

You're deflecting, which is why you can start.

Yeah, she does that.

Ma'am, I'm not a deflector, you know.

I'm more of a receiver.

Makes you her perfect partner, then.

Is there a different scenario?

This one doesn't seem super realistic.

It's not meant to be.

This is an exercise in how we react to unexpected circumstances and action.

Me and the guys are gonna grab a drink after work if you want to join.

Me neither.

Bye.

Great.

Go deeper.

Read the card again.

And this time, make it more believable.

Good luck with that.

We're not moving on until it feels real.

I um I've been meaning to tell you that.

I think you're super hot and cool.

I think your haircut is dope.

I really don't mind you eating my food at work.

Office Romance, IRO?

So hot.

So, what do you say?

Me, you, Paula Rose, a dozen oysters.

What could go wrong?

How long have you gone?

Excellent.

Now we have unwanted intimacy.

This is amazing.

Is it just me or is Janelle to unwanted intimacy a little too much?

Big question: what happens next?

You mean after I punch him?

Remind me again why we're not bringing the others in on this.

Because they're busy changing their workplace culture.

So it's got nothing to do with the fact that it's the boss's son Yeah Look Carter's boy's missing and his mom's worried.

I'm okay with helping him out on this one

Of course, if you want to go back and lead the workplace culture change, I am happy to call you a cab.

Let's go find the kid.

Okay, so Miles' last phone ping came from a tower just outside the Royal National Park.

Which narrows it down to about 150 square kilometers of bushland.

You pack a tent?

Getting much from the socials?

It's a whole bunch of FOMO.

Two minute noodles and instant coffee as we van our way from one perfect break to the next.

What I wouldn't give to be 20 again, right?

So, uh, what do we know about the girlfriend?

Sophie Palmer, 20 years old.

She likes beanies in all weather conditions and socks with her Birkenstocks.

She and Miles have been together long?

Yeah, about six months or so.

Looks like they hooked up.

Up in Bali late last year.

Got a location on their last post?

Funny you should ask.

Hey, everyone, just a quick hello from Paradise.

What do you reckon?

You gotta be kidding me, Australia.

Take a look.

This place is safe.

Wow.

Why would you take a year up and hang here?

I know, right?

Disgusting.

Find the van?

Check the car park.

No sign of it.

Anywhere to camp around here?

Hey, what do you not?

I know who I'm not gonna try and score weed from.

Any wives?

Not really.

Been blowing like this all week.

We're looking for a couple of kids.

Might have come through here.

It's Miles and Sophie, right?

You know them?

Camped alongside for a few nights.

Know where they are now?

No idea.

Heard them arguing, figured I'd give them a little space.

I went for a wave, and when I got back, the ana gone.

When was that?

Yesterday morning.

Did they mention where they were headed to next?

Not to me.

Maybe ask Toby.

He manages the campsite.

Hey Toby, is it?

I'm Jim Dempsey, this is my partner, Michelle Mackey.

That bloody time.

So, it's just like I told the copper on the phone, right?

I was just getting the chooks back in when I noticed that someone had flogged my jeans and my flanny off the line.

The best flanny, mind you.

Flanny?

It's a shirt.

Look, I'm sorry for your loss, but.

I think you've mistaken us for someone who gives us.

Well, we're not here for you, Flanny.

Well, you're not cops.

We are.

Well, what's the problem?

I mean, just take the evidence and find out whoever stole the stuff.

And by evidence, you mean.

Where'd you find these?

Over there where the trail starts.

Footprints.

Want to see where they go?

I'm more interested in where they came from.

And three, two, one.

Wow, that was amazing.

That's the euphoria that comes with trust.

I call it trust rush.

Nope, I'm not doing it.

Seen the movie, know how it ends.

Do you really think I'm gonna drop you?

Girl, I know you're gonna drop me.

I detect trust issues.

Your partner needs some reassurance.

You're going to catch him, right?

A hundred percent.

Or my name's not Deshaun, Anthony Jackson.

It's not.

What is it about Deshaun you don't trust?

Are you serious?

Without trust, we can't move forward.

It's as simple as that.

Hmm.

Yeah, Janelle's right.

That's what I like to hear.

Let's get started.

Okay.

And three, two, one.

Think you oversold the trust rush, Blue.

Gotta bounce.

Save some change for me, yeah?

It's been real, y'all.

And then there were three.

Hand me a picture, Doc.

Multiple punctures, most likely caused by this.

Defensive wound?

Yeah, hands and forearms.

She fought back hard, but.

.

It's frenzied, passionate, personal.

Got a TOD?

Well, discoloration and rigor mortar suggests she's been dead 24 hours, give or take.

Explains why they didn't make their birthday dinner with Carter.

Found this in the glove box.

150 bucks credit card still inside.

So between that and the crystal meth rules out robbery.

So option A, two kids getting cozy, having a smoke.

They get lost in the moment until someone sneaks up and attacks them unprovoked.

But then doesn't rob them.

Sophie's killed.

Miles escapes.

Or option B.

There is no third person.

And Miles off his head kills Sophie, which is why he's now on the run.

For the record, I prefer option A.

Take a minute, do what you gotta do, then let's find the son of a bitch that did this.

I'm good, boss.

What do you need?

Start with a bolo on Miles Carter.

As in Miles, son of Ken Carter.

Drag the bush.

Find me something, anything that proves this isn't death by boyfriend.

Where are you going?

I've gotta let Carter know.

Sophies

Good to take a peek inside, wouldn't it?

Bingo

Whoa.

What do you got?

Right around TOD, someone's getting all hot and spicy in Sophie's texts.

And it's not Miles.

Who the hell is Aaron?

Looks like he's Sophie's ex before Miles came onto the scene.

So why is he texting Sophie about having sex just two weeks ago?

Well, quite the way with words.

Check Sophie's response.

Breaking up was the biggest mistake of my life.

We belong together.

What's that sound like to you?

Sounds like the last thing a boyfriend wants to read on his girlfriend's phone.

Blue bird!

What?

No, I cannot wait.

I'm busy changing my workplace culture.

Now BRB, souls.

So just us.

Oh, that looks nasty.

You don't know the half of it.

How long for Prince?

An hour, if I wriggle?

You got ten minutes.

This is Bluebird.

Hey, need you to take a dive into the engagement on someone's social feed.

Can you do that?

Does the Pope sleep in the woods?

Please feed.

Sophie Palmer.

Feeds called Van Life Sophie Stiles.

Anything that I should be looking for in particular?

Find out who's been stalking posts about Sophie's ex-boyfriend, Aaron.

That's it.

Not much to go on.

Look specifically at the activity on Miles Carter.

Wait, Miles Carter is also son.

Yeah.

I'm off.

Has her mom been notified?

I'm heading there next.

AFP has a grief counselor on Root.

If there's anything I can do, let me know.

Anything at all?

There is something.

Does Miles have a history with drugs?

Didn't think to mention that to me when Miles went AWOL?

It wasn't relevant.

It is now.

We found drugs at the crime scene.

Miles had some issues with drugs in high school.

What sort of issues?

Just teenage stuff.

You moved into a different school.

Things got better.

We thought he'd outgrown her.

But then he got busted dealing popped by campus security at Georgetown.

I couldn't just move him to a different college this time, so I'd.

So you suggested take a beat, go surfing, get things back on track.

He was doing great.

He met Sophie.

He was surfing every day.

Felt like he'd turned a corner.

Which is why you were so concerned when he stood you up for the birthday dinner.

You're worried he relapsed.

And if he had, what he might have done as a result.

No matter what state Miles is in.

He isn't capable of hurting someone, let alone someone he loves.

Either way, this is bigger than us now.

NCAS is along for the ride out of professional courtesy.

We can't be seen to be taking a position here.

And I never asked you to.

Before NCIS, I was DEA.

My partner's boy got caught up in a bad scene.

His dad came to me for help.

It was his boy.

He just wanted it to go away.

Did you help?

I didn't give him special treatment then and I'm out asking for it now.

My biggest concern is Miles' welfare.

You can do what you have to do.

Talk to me, Blue.

So, the analysis just came in from the prints on the murder weapon.

There's only one set, matched with the NCIC database from a DUI back in the States, a Miles Carter.

Evie also asked me to review Miss Palmer's social feed for anyone lurking around posts featuring her ex-boyfriend around the time of death.

Let me guess.

Miles Carter?

In a small piece of good news, we did just get a hit on the bolo.

We found Miles?

Affirmative.

Facial wreck pinged him 10 minutes ago in the lobby of the Grand Horizon Hotel in Sydney.

What the hell?

I've had my team busting their asses looking for your kid, and it turns out he's with you.

He literally just got here.

Oh, come on.

He ran for his life, okay?

To me.

I was trying to calm him down when you called me from the lobby.

Another minute, I'd have been calling you first, not the other way around.

Due respect?

You asked me to look for your kid on the DL.

You failed to mention a drug history.

Now I find his girlfriend in the back of the van with his prints on the murder weapon, and you don't call me the minute you lay eyes on him?

You see how this looks, don't you?

I suggest you choose your next words very carefully.

Why didn't you call the police?

I couldn't find my phone.

Well, how about going to the manager of the campsite?

Call for help from there.

I don't know, man.

I was scared.

I ran.

I wasn't even thinking about where I was going.

Yet you still had the presence of mind to.

Swap out of your clothes.

You use drugs, Moss.

I used to.

Yeah, back in the day.

Says he, you dealt them too.

You made me sound like Tony Montana, who was a bit of weed between friends.

Well, says he, that you salted someone over a deal gone wrong.

Cost you a place at Georgetown.

You never did anything stupid when you were young?

No, I didn't.

Not just when I was young either.

You take anything yesterday?

No, I don't do that anymore.

What about Sophie?

She doesn't.

Soph didn't do drugs.

So whose drugs did we find in the van then?

What?

You lie to me, kid, and I'll find out.

This is what I do.

No, no, no.

I'm not lying, sir.

I promise.

So what's the last thing that you can remember?

Sophie were.

Watching the sun come up.

I had tea, she had coffee.

We cuddled a bit.

Next thing I know, it's like noon, and I came to and she was.

So for his Ted.

So that's five hours during which you can't account for the things you did.

I know what I didn't do.

I didn't kill Sophie.

Why would I?

Because you found out that Sophie had recently hooked up with her ex-boyfriend Aaron.

What?

No.

No, man, that didn't happen.

Yeah, we read the text messages between Sophie and Aaron, and I think you did too.

What messages?

We know that you're on her feet right around the time that she died.

Checking out pics between Sophie and Aaron from back in the day.

No, I never did that.

I want to speak with my dad.

You're speaking with me now.

And there's five hours that you can't account for.

So how do you know what you did or didn't do?

That's Miles and Sof up in Bali.

Just after they met.

When was that?

Late last year.

Been inseparable ever since.

Do you know if they had any money troubles?

Any reason someone might want to hurt either of them?

They just kids.

I hate to ask this, Miss Palmer, but did Sophie ever do drugs?

We found narcotics at the crime scene and were wondering if they belonged to your daughter.

She told me the drugs weren't hers.

The drugs at the crime scene.

In Bali.

What happened in Bali?

There was an incident.

Drugs were found at the hostel that Miles and Soph were staying at.

Both swore the drugs weren't theirs.

Local police got involved.

Indonesian drug laws Oh, I'm so scared

So we pulled some strings and got them both out quietly.

What kind of strings?

I never asked.

I'm so sorry.

Never asked who.

Miles is dad.

Apparently he works for the US government.

Sergeant Demcy, you got a minute?

Bailey, state police are on their way to take Miles into custody.

Jim, please, cop the cop.

Let me just sit with him till they arrive.

I can't do that, sir.

Your boy's a murder suspect.

You got to understand that.

I do, which is why you have to let me talk to him.

If he knows more, I have a better chance of getting him to open up.

What do you got to lose?

I got five hours with no memory.

A lot can happen in five hours.

Dad, it's possible.

No, it's not.

Don't say that.

So what then?

Why did I wake up, covered in blood, holding the murder weapon?

I don't know.

You owe someone money.

You rip someone off on a score.

For real?

I told you Bali scared me straight.

I'm clean.

Stop lying to me.

I'm not clean.

We found drugs at the scene.

Local law enforcement at Inbound Sun, we have a small window here, but I can't help you if you won't level with me.

You can't help me.

Nothing you do will help.

Not this time.

Sophie's dead.

You can't fix that.

Got the tox results yet?

Nothing in Sophie's blood.

What about Miles' time?

No sign of amphetamine in his blood.

Nothing.

So it's clean?

No, I didn't say that.

Any drugs present at the time of the killing might have been metabolised before our sample was collected, which is why I tested traces of urine I found on Miles' bloody
board shorts.

While he was passed out, he lost letter control.

Okay, cut to the chase, Doc.

Was Miles on any drugs at the time of the attack?

It's the million dollar question.

Is Masson a liar or not?

Well, Miles tested positive to midazolam.

Which is a Class A restricted drug.

It's benzodiazepine.

So what like Valiant?

It's much stronger.

It's used to support anesthesia.

But if it's taken in large enough doses, it wipes the patient's memory during.

.

So what are you saying, Doc?

Miles was drugged by someone else.

He's saying Miles is telling the truth.

Hello from Paradise, what do you reckon?

You gotta be kidding me, Australia.

Take a look.

This place is safe.

Looks like we got ourselves a convert.

Stay tuned, my peep.

No way I'm buying this kid was about to break up with Miles.

She wasn't.

I got in contact with Sophie's ex, Aaron.

He's been snowboarding in Canada for the last four months.

Confirmed it with DFAT.

So there's no way to hooked up two weeks ago.

Said he hasn't heard from Sophie in months.

The text between them are fake?

Right down to someone changing Aaron's contact in Sophie's phone.

So it's a dummy number.

A dummy number that we can maybe trace.

Hey Blue!

Need you to trace a number.

So the last thing Miles remembers is watching the sun come up from the back of the van.

But the medazzlam kicks in and he passes out.

At which point, someone attacks Sophie.

Killer wipes the prints off the knife, places it in Miles' hands.

Miles comes to a few hours later, freaks out, runs it all tracks.

Everything except the why.

This is a sophisticated plot to frame Miles for the murder of his girlfriend.

Who benefits from that?

Might be a question for Kata.

See the big guy?

But I thought it was with you.

This is Carter.

Someone's framing Miles.

Right?

Tell me something I don't know.

Why?

Sir, you gotta help me out here.

Why is someone trying to hurt your kid?

Sir?

Where are you?

Carter knows who framed Miles.

But he won't say who.

Why not?

Because he wants to find them first.

Lou, how long would it take Madow's allowance to take effect?

As quickly as 15 minutes.

So Miles must have been drugged while he was at the lookout.

Yep.

With this.

The tea bag was loaded with midazilane.

So either he brought the teabag with him or he got it from someone else, yes.

Who he must have been?

Interacting with prior to the crime, correct.

Or someone who was also at the campsite, totally.

Sort we thought too.

We?

Well, me and Mr.

Carter.

You spoke with Carter.

He called me like 10 minutes ago.

It's crazy, he's asking the same questions you guys are.

Scrape minds, right?

What did he want?

Names and IDs of all the people that were staying at the campsite on the day of the murder.

Wait.

Give me everything you got on this guy.

The surfer, dude?

No, why the hell would he want a free miles?

Run facial rec.

Our resident surf bum is former DEA special agent Lewis Clifford.

Arrested for obstruction of justice.

Says he buried evidence in a case involving his son.

What?

Whoa.

Son went to prison, where he died on remand.

Who was the arresting officer?

Special Agent Ken Carter, Lewis Clifford is his old partner.

This was never about killing Sophie in framing Mazfred.

It's about getting Carter.

Blue, let's get a trace in his phone.

Hey, partner.

a lot of things your partner's not one of them how's your screw up of his son never could fight fair huh

Spoken like a man without a gun.

You got a problem with me, so you take it out of my son.

I mean, you're prophetic.

One son for another.

Your son committed a crime, you wanted me to bury it.

I couldn't do that.

I'm not like you.

Come, come, come.

I begged.

For help, you sanctimonious son of a bitch, you failed me.

So you murder an innocent girl?

You kill her and try to ruin my son's life in return?

I already have.

You'll never be the boy you once know.

Pull the trigger, Ken.

Show the world how righteous you really are.

Put the gun down, Carter!

Prove you're not the coward I think you are.

I don't have to prove Jack to you.

Place your hands behind your head.

How much is it?

Can we get home, both of you?

I'm gonna help my son through this.

Whatever it takes.

And I sure as hell want you around to witness it.

Get him.

Bit sore there, muscles?

Well, we just basically deadlifted 600 pounds of all-American man-meat.

You're not feeling it?

No, I feel fine.

Special Agent Mac, you got work.

Things could have gone very different today.

For me, for Miles?

Just doing my job, sir.

But it wasn't your job.

I was wrong to call you in on this.

For the record, the drugs in Bali weren't his.

He was hanging with the crew, took the party back to their hostel.

Local cops found three kilograms of China white heroin stashed in board bags.

Wow.

Indonesian drug law being what it was, I did what any dad would do.

I stepped in, I got my boy home.

I do it again in a heartbeat.

Amen to that.

What happens now?

I'm not entirely sure.

We got some stuff to work through, bridges to build.

Thank you, team, for me, for both of us.

The beer o'clock yet?

Not quite.

You go up for one more heavy lift.

Okay.

Our improving workplace culture results are in, and according to Janelle.

We failed.

What?

No.

Across the board, though Deshaun's been singled out as particularly.

Problematic.

What?

I'm not problematic.

Evie is problematic.

She stole my name.

Uh-uh.

Only you define you.

The power of the self is the power of one.

So what happens now?

Firing squad?

We have two options.

Submit to weekly cultural change sessions one-on-one with Janelle.

I'm going to take firing squad, yep.

Or we commit to regular team building exercises, which we and this is key, self-report.

Seriously?

That's an option.

Apparently.

So in that spirit, let's all go bowling like we did last year

I didn't get bowling last year.

Oh, it's all of Cumming Ruse.

And now, it's per o'clock.

Let the team building begin.

Please, no more team building.

You guys are built.

Deal with it.

Uh-uh, not yet, we're not.

We're all going bowling, like we did last year.

Maybe you could organise it.

Whatever.

So long as Janelle's nowhere near the lines.

What's up with you?

You look rattled.

Compulsory bowling field trip.

I think I'm meant to be organizing.

More unwanted workplace intimacy.

When?

I don't know.

When's good for you?

Push it.