Original subtitles

Previously on DOS.

Come

right

on down, please.

Slap that back! Hold on!

So tomorrow there will be another number for the one who had an ape.

Desert wind, an ape of a desire to win.

History, Barry and Shay.

All those feelings of celebration goes under and laughter, laughter and

remember.

Good night.

Good night.

No, I cannot call you. Have him call me.

I'm sorry, we don't know who we've found yet.

You in command?

The moon was quite busy with me, as if it was my fault that we found mass

We chased, Happy.

Not good. They can't get a team here for another six weeks. All the forensics

boys are busy at other sites.

Pee -wee, you told them that we can't wait that long. Of course I did.

Where's Mick?

No idea.

The line is not here.

He's fucking your dog now.

Zinger.

As I told you, I've already got the informant under surveillance. What I

from you is a court order faxed to me from the War Crimes Tribune.

No, I'll get back to you within the hour.

You can tell your Mrs. Shiroki she has her deal with conditions.

With conditions?

What did the fucking lawyer say?

My conditions.

You were asking me to apprehend a noted war criminal without any approval by my

superiors, Captain.

It has to be a covert operation or it's not going to fucking work. Do you

understand? If he gets wind of what we're up to, we've got to bolt.

Your friends at the Hague told me you contacted Dragon McHale of some when you

first arrived here.

Yeah, we made contact.

We arranged to meet, but the little bastard didn't show.

It's a kind of surprise I'd appreciate knowing when I have that dick in my

fucking neck out.

I have a wife and a kid.

Well, don't follow.

You got any other friends, Captain?

You're a sniper in Kosovo?

Intelligence in Basra, Iraq? What is that, sir? The euphemism for setting up

targets?

That's a hell of a long way from a military observer.

We are here to keep the peace.

We keep the lid on.

We keep the lid on the pot and it tends to boil over.

I've got a mass grave on a school site, Captain. I don't need some limey pricks

coming in here to settle up with this Dragon Mikhailov. Some old score only

understand.

No friends.

No surprises.

We gave the letters.

How could we not know?

We buried an awful lot of them.

Did we kill them?

In that place, no.

But did we maybe dig them up from somewhere else and put them there later

big maybe?

Understand, please, it was so confusing back then.

When NATO came in, we were shuffling and hiding bodies all the time. Your

husband... He was a great one for hiding his card.

And he still is, I think.

His love of Hirsi means to leave us.

It is hard to stay loyal to a cause when so many others.

It's hard maybe to sleep with the same woman.

Can you?

Your loyalty means so much to me.

To us.

The next time we visit, you must let me style your lovely hair.

Oh, you look at that.

32 valve, 503 horsepower.

That's crowd styling.

I thought you wanted a Hummer.

I could get them both. I didn't have to split the money three fucking ways.

You could get your fucking Tim's franchise.

Knock it off.

Maybe we should knock off the Summers.

And we have more than enough money.

Almost half a mil down that shit. Yeah, sure, sure.

But you and me took the risk.

Remind me again.

What did Summers do?

Compile the list for you, Captain. The dental records, birthmarks, watches,

jewelry, and so on.

I appreciate it, but without a forensic team, we can't even begin to search.

Some of these people have been looking for years.

How can you ask them to wait with this before their eyes? It is frustrating to

me as well, but the protocol is very clear.

Do you hear them?

Nothing so concentrates the minds as the imminence of death, Captain.

What's that supposed to mean?

Help me.

Help set their minds and hearts at peace.

Do something for them.

Even if it is only a show.

You want to give the order, Corporal? I think you've got the ear, Captain.

Okay, we work by a string grid. Two to a square. One digs, the other sifts.

No one moves anything without the Corporal or my say -so.

Clear?

Don't do this, Sean.

You know another how to excavate with more than three bodies.

Taffy, how many bodies we got?

Right answer.

All you'll do...

is destroy any chance of future prosecution.

It's not my job to prosecute.

This better.

All right, lads.

Anything to report?

No, but how long we got to sit, Captain?

me one more lame ass story from this guy and i'm afraid

Killers hiding in plain sight. There's no way of telling with 200 unfriendly

witnesses. Look, they knew.

Someone informed them. Someone.

The fucker will go to ground now.

Where are you going?

Off to see a bitch about a dog.

Mateo? Yes, sir?

I arranged to bring Miss Vukovic to the base. I'd like to have a word with both

of you.

Yes, sir.

Simon, I think we have found a female that belongs with your body. We will

it over.

Got something!

What do you got?

This one is more recent than the others.

weeks as opposed to ten years or more.

Be quick as you can without destroying any evidence.

Evidence for what, Sean?

Son,

check him.

Hey, before you'd like to know, your husband had his mistress thrown off a

fucking high -rise today.

He fucking hands off me.

My husband, God rest his soul, is, as I've told you, martyred. And her 15

-old daughter, his daughter too, I believe.

The child.

Who?

You.

And yours.

The UN comes in my place for business, accusing me of crime with no pretense

of... Make a complaint!

Watch your back.

Abiy's killing his own now.

Is everything all right, ma 'am?

I'm going

home.

How can you accuse me? Answer the question.

Someone tipped off Dragon Mikhailov's people, or even the dead man himself.

I work for you.

And what do I get?

People call me a whore, a traitor, because I helped the UN.

What life have I had?

Because of that man, his war, his promises.

If you think he was alive...

I wouldn't... How can you accuse me?

Calm down and answer the question.

No.

I didn't know.

I didn't... You don't know how people hate me for what I do for you.

You come here and you go.

I stay.

This is all I have, Major.

This four -euro -an -hour piece -of -shit job.

You can't... You can't fire me.

Please.

You can't throw me away.

You... Sir, I think that...

Hey. You're tired, Simon. Go home. No, I'm fine. I'm fine.

The dirt on these bones, it's not right.

These people were moved to this grave long after they were dead.

Same time as our friend?

It's possible.

It's a big operation.

Someone to dry the trucks, someone to work the back hole, others to...

Bury the past.

They used wire. There.

Wire to bind the hands.

What is it to all the crime to find any justice?

But peace?

Closure? Who can say?

Ah, Officer Culkin.

Major Desjardins, could I have a word with you?

Ah, yes, yes.

Absolutely. Come.

Ah, shit!

No eyes, no teeth, no fingers,

no record.

Not disappointing.

You and I know very well this Niko is barely a suspect, let alone a murderer.

What can I do? My chief wanted it finished.

I mean, this Niko, what a gun. He left Yadats suddenly, and most of all for my

chief, he's a Roma.

You have a theory.

A suspect?

It's hard, though.

I mean, someone who I admire.

Someone who...

Perhaps it wouldn't justify it. No, no, no. Cookie, no one is justified in

Marlowe.

No one.

Or everyone.

Okay.

There's something here.

A tattoo?

Captain Cox, I would like you to come with me, please.

What? What for?

Well, I think it would be better if we went to a police station.

Fuck that. What do you want?

Well, you had an altercation with Biryuk Vilko on the day he died.

Yeah. I kicked him in the balls and then I put my cigarette out in his face.

Why? Is he pressing charges?

Well, that's what I'm saying. I want to discuss this with you somewhere.

I got work to do.

Okay. Where were you on the 9th of 14th when Vilka was murdered?

I was dining with the man, Hamza.

Thank you.

Sean, what's going on?

It's a cross.

What's a Christian doing buried in a Muslim mass grave?

There's no welcome.

Wife.

You're a fool to come.

They know you're here.

Well, I wouldn't have had to come here if my wife had done what I'd asked her

do.

If she had obtained the money I need.

Weeks pass and I hear nothing.

But I go on as best as I can, always wondering what would Dragan do.

And I do it.

Even when it makes me sick.

I believe we were discussing money.

The people of money. Our trust.

It was a simple task I gave you.

Now I'm told you lost the drugs to the Turks.

And the money?

Over two million dollars, American.

What about the money?

I'll buy it in return from Brindisi with the lovely cash.

So where is it?

I did Gregor ask for more.

With the usual amount ready.

More than enough to keep you in hiding from the war crimes fanatic.

Answer me.

Your men shoot and kill your own.

Your men kill your whore, her daughter, your child, Drakan.

What changed?

Are you fleeing?

Are you abandoning our struggle?

Are you giving up on what we believed in?

Our dream of a cryptic homeland.

Bravo for the performance.

You're always a good talker.

But I have slept in your bed long enough to know when you are hiding something.

So, what are you hiding?

Your hands aren't shaking so much.

Only a little.

I like to garden. My sister and I used to do all of it for my mother.

God rest her soul.

You were raised a Christian? In Moldavia.

Creta's working so hard.

His eyes bore down into the Quran like he's seeing... He used to look like that

when he was cooking his heroin.

Like he's seeing truth.

You like him?

Grisha.

Grisha can be sweet.

You've been with a lot of men?

Go about

your business, Grisha.

We're not talking about you.

I'm sorry, yes, I have.

But after a while, they're all the same man.

And you?

Only your husband?

So glad you're here, Nadia.

How did you get in here?

We're going to need a refrigerator truck for these bodies. I'll let the Major

know and get a hold of requisitions.

What are you doing here? You shouldn't be here.

Why? I'm not afraid of them.

You should have asked for me at the gate.

Do your parents know you're here?

Come on, let's go.

But I just got here.

Now we're leaving. Let's go.

You think I could have a word with you sometime about a little problem?

I know it's not the proper chain of command.

Off the record, woman to woman.

Sure.

I don't need help.

What happened? What is that?

Nothing. Hey, let me see.

Let me see.

Let... You want to tell me about it?

Why?

Did he do this to you?

Anna?

Sometimes, Papa says you saved the wrong child.

Anna, your brother was already dead. There was nothing that I could have

know!

Kate, you're coming home with me.

For one night, okay? Just until I can talk to your mom and sort things out,

alright?

One night.

You're working nights now?

What's the job?

No hello.

Sorry, Captain. Wouldn't believe the fucking traffic.

What's the job, Sean?

Release Simon. Bagged.

Yep.

I want you to know I'm not happy about this, Mirza.

Not my cup of tea.

And that's God's own truth.

We're both victims here.

I tried to get along.

I stood by while he destroyed the weapons our people need.

I watched and said nothing while he turned me best soldier into a holy

Oh, but he's a man of peace, George, you said.

That's the problem, is it?

Yes.

He doesn't know where he is.

Peace. Peace!

There is no peace here.

There's not gonna be. Not this way.

Not here.

You remember that Chetnick's given me this, don't you?

Yeah, you and the same fucking prison camp, weren't you?

Now, how is it?

that you got away scot -free.

I'll tell you how.

Because it was me, not only fucking Mirza, who spat in their faces.

Never mind.

Why me, you ask?

To tell you the truth, I did think about Creech, the old fool.

But then I thought, no, no.

To get this a man to think reasonably, to get his people to think twice about

their earthly destiny, that requires the sacrifice of a true believer.

You showed courage and conviction bringing him into my house.

And since you have such a strong belief in paradise, I figure I'm...

I'm just helping you on your journey home.

Hold him.

Oh, Gordon

there.

As good as I can remember.

You still testify one of my passions, wife.

Only one?

Who has a wife like this, huh?

The Greeks, they have saying.

Best thing in life, not to be born.

Next best, to die young.

Philosophy from the inventors of buggery, I don't need. Who has a wife

this, huh? You?

You? I know you don't.

Marco? If he will.

Marco is very well.

He is in Germany this month.

No doubt wasting my money on bony supermodels.

He's a good boy.

I'll get him to write.

So.

What an arrangement.

I'll call when it's ready.

Tell you where to find it.

Why not here?

Now?

He thinks my bedroom is a bank.

How much?

Let's not quarrel again.

As much as I can.

More than enough.

Good.

Done. Gregor, take home.

How are you, Mama?

Are you well?

Where's Dragan? Where's my son?

Mama, it's Dragan.

Dragon. My son is dead.

No, Mama.

Mama, dragon.

Dragon, dragon, dragon.

Dragon.

He's lying.

Miss, can you hold his head for a second? I think I see something in his

What

is

that? Let me see that for a second.

Some kind of court?

It's an acronym.

I -C -T -Y.

International Criminal Tribunal for War Crimes in the former Yugoslavia.

It's a case file number.

We're at the summit, Major.

Are you sure?

And you think we can leverage this?

What's happened?

Nick identified the Christian in the Muslim grave.

Go on, I'm all ears.

It's Marko Mikhailov, Dragon Emila's son.

Sir, I think she's lying to you. You're using the week when I was.

Never. You were a pillar. You don't want to remember.

I was just like Nadia, but I was in love with you.

I wanted to be pure again.

Are you sure you should be spending so much time with her? Saeed, please.

Thank you.

What

is

it, Saeed?

It's a box.

Open it.

Don't feed me that crap.

You've been planning this stunt since the day that you arrived.

I saw the chance to capture a war criminal, and I took it.

Dragon McKay and office killed hundreds of people. Shut up.

This has nothing to do with him. The job is to observe and report.

You compromised all of us with your involvement in this bullshit.

Hang it on me. I will, and I want it all in writing. Everything that you've done

and said.

Fine.

Two people are dead because of you.

And one of them was a young girl. Why? Because you wanted a trophy. Because you

got involved.

Is any of this registering with you?

That's why I'm going to finish it.

Because it's about him.

You want to be a U .N. military observer?

Be one.

You want to play spy versus spy? Pack your bags and get the fuck out.

Captain Graham?

She's on her way.

The Major wants to see you.

Did you check the magazine for fingerprints as well?

Yes.

What about the bullet in the action, the one that jammed?

How did you know there was a bullet?

Ah, may I have your file?

Five bullets were found in the body, yes?

Right. It's a crime of pattern.

Why would our killer drop five shots?

Great. A gun like this holds 15 rounds.

You see, you have to think like a killer.

A man who wanted to murder, he would check

and reload his magazine.

But man plans and God laughs.

Check the bullet. Now, let's talk about motive.

Why choose to question Captain Kovacs?

Well, I think our victim Vilko might have been involved in a

sexual assault on a UN officer.

I see.

Till I asked you, I focused only on Captain Kovacs. There are at least a

dozen other UN officers.

Well... She's the only female, so I just assume... Ah, ah, ah, ah.

Never, never do this again.

You must think like them.

Any crime, any horror is possible.

I'm sorry, Major.

I lived through our war.

I fought in it.

Of course, I apologize.

But tell me, have you ever heard a story like this?

This man I knew, he loved this woman.

A secret fashion?

Both he and this woman were assaulted, violated by Brigand.

And what did this man do?

He takes advantage.

Gun points at his head.

Now, can any man climb up and hit a woman if he doesn't want to?

This bastard did.

He did.

This happened in Lebanon.

You understand?

And only they to tell you, don't assume.

You are a policeman.

Find the truth.

Only check on you. More and more each.

Ah, voila.

Truth.

It's not that much in Gordia, Major.

Go, go, Culkin, go, go.

Like that mad Spaniard.

But remember, windmills may look harmless, but some of them are monsters.

Thank you, Major.

You

think

he's looking for his phone?

Say please, George.

Please, George.

Do you

like it?

Do you like it when you're killed?

I'm not the addict, are you?

What did they get?

Thank you for coming, Mrs. McAuliffe.

Would you care to have a translator present?

When we talked on the phone, you led me to believe this would be a personal

conversation, Major.

We'll get to that.

This way, please.

Please.

I trust you have no objection to my being present, Major?

As an observer?

Not at all.

Thank you.

You spoke to him about me, didn't you?

Sorry he had to upset you.

See these bodies here?

They were moved and hidden recently, but they were killed over ten years ago.

No doubt victims of the Kish Massacre.

An alleged massacre, Major.

There was a warrant issued for your husband because of it, Mrs. McAuliffe.

I'm not interested in the musings of a corrupt court.

If this is why you brought me here tonight, good night.

There was a young Christian found buried here as well.

I'm sorry.

The

man

who did this had another child thrown off a high -rise earlier today.

Your son was a brave man.

He contacted the Hague because he wanted to testify against his father for his

crimes.

No!

Mila. No!

Mila. No!

Look at this.

That's all that's left of it.

A war crime's war.

One Dragon McHale.

Eighty -three pages.

Eighty -three pages.

And your husband made your only begotten. Eat every last fucking page!

Jesus Christ.

Help your son find justice.

Dragon Mikhailov, I arrest you on behalf of the International Criminal Tribunal

for the former Yugoslavia.

My wife is an excellent cook.

You'll be taken to the UN military compound.

They will decide the next step.

I'm sorry. No, no, no.

Don't be sorry.

You are the police officer.

This is your guy.

You're not right.

Do not worry.

What's going on?

Relieve him. I can't. He's arrested for the murder of Piriak Vilko. I notified

Major Hart. Based on what evidence?

A fingerprint, or it should not be. Let him do his job, Sean. Shut up, Simon.

It's all right, Sean.

Your dinner is waiting.

Simon, what the hell is going on? You did very well, Falk.

I'm pleased.

I can't even raise it, sir.

I don't think the chopper's coming. Fuck. Not tonight.

Fucking brass. Fucking incompetent.

It's over.

He'll be on his way by chopper now.

Are you all right?

A few per question.

I am sorry for your loss, Miss McAuliffe.

You should look happier, Captain.

This is what you wanted from the day we met.

Yes?

Comes with a cost.

Can you pay it?

You had such nice manners that day.

I love you.

But now he's you.

I should go.

Finish the job.

You've already fucked two Michalos.

Finish what you started.

Cut you in two.

And push your balls back into that asshole till you scream.

That's quite a mouth he's got on you, Mrs.

Angie.

I'll have one for the road.

Help me!

Turn out the lights, Canadian girl.

You never know.

There might be monsters in here.

So tomorrow there will be another number for the one who had a name.

Dethered wind and a perverted fire to win.

History buried in shame.

Good night.

Good night. Good night.