All language subtitles for New Zealand. Spy S01E03

Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.

Forgive me, madam, for so have I.

- Who are you?
- I have information.

- Pray tell.
- Hold on to your seat, darling.

And if you're wearing a hat, I might
suggest you hold on to that too.

I'm ready.

- Yesterday's explosion was
the doing of an Australian assassin.
- Yes.

Is that it?
- You knew that?
- Yeah. I knew that.

- Well...
- So that is it?

- Obviously not.
- OK.

There's a, um...

There's a man.
- Yeah?

No, that's actually
all I've got. I was just...

- You were gonna
just make something up.
- Yeah.

Yeah. For God's sake.

Lovely to meet you!

Forgive me, Father. I've done
something really disgusting.

I'm not a priest. I'm not a priest.

Swaran!

Michael.

Michael!
- Where am I?
- You're in the hospital again.

Oh man. I gotta stop
getting into hospital.

You've gotta stop
getting in the hospital.

My mission to hospital ratio
is terrible.

Well, it's 100% ―
two hospitalisations, two missions.

Swaran?

- Dead.
- I'm sorry.

- Why'd they kill him?
- We don't know, but, uh...
I want you to take a break.

Go someplace and recuperate.
- I'd like to bring Magnus to
justice.

- Sue said he's left
the athletes' village.
- I put a tracker in his backpack.

Only works for half a mile.
He could be in Canberra
by now, Michael.

It's time for you to take a break ―
fly fishing, I don't know. I don't
know what you young pe

Actually...

I have always wanted to go to...

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la, la,

♪ laaa, laaaa.

♪ La, la, la, la, la, la,
laaaa, laaaa... ♪

- Great day for it.
- Great day for what?
- Espionage... in the park.

- What have you got for me?
- I expect you're wondering
why I brought you down here.

- I assume it's because
you've got some information―
- I have some information.

- Yeah. Well, it better
be good this time.
- Mm-hm.

The head of the Australian
Intelligence Service is a
man named―

- Dennis Green.
- Dennis Green. Yes.

And it may interest you to know
that he's currently in New Zealand.

- We know that.
- Mm-hm.

He is staying at
the home of a millionaire...

by the name of Norman White―
- We know that.

- ...down in Queenstown.
- We know that.
- Mm-hm.

He may have ordered the hit
on the Indian foreign minister.
- He did.

- Yeah.
- You better keep talking.
I swear to God...

Hello?
- Hello.

- Oh my God.
- Oh! Don't take that.
That's unprofessional.

I walked for 20 minutes,
then I caught two buses,

then I walked for another 10 minutes
to come here for you to, once again,

tell me something
I very much already know.

- Can I have my paper back, please?
- No.

- Can I have my paper back, please?
- Why do you even need a newspaper?
- I don't like people lo

- Why not?
- Cos I'm a spy!

Don't yell 'I'm a spy'
in the middle of a park!

Well, don't take my newspaper.
I was reading that.

What were you reading?

- Current events.
- Ugh.

Don't contact me again until you
have something I don't already know.

Oh, you ripped it! Man...

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- What did that guy just get?
- That's the wine tasting board.

Could I please get that
but with apple juice?

- We only have one type
of apple juice.
- I don't mind.

- So, just to clarify, you want
six glasses of apple juice.
- On the piece of wood.

- And it's all the same
type of apple juice.
- Mm.

OK.

- Can I ask you something?
- Shoot.

What was that plane
spraying on the grapes?

We don't have any planes.

- You don't use planes?
- Never.

I have two questions.
One, where is the nearest airfield?

Two, can I get these
last bad boys to go?

Surprise.

You know, I had to convince the man
in reception you were my husband.

That is so

funny and crazy.

What a funny idea
that I'm your husband.

That's a cr― such a crazy concept.
That's, like, really, really funny.

It's witty.

Yeah. I mean...
I don't think it's that funny.

No, neither.

Neither. It's― It's just...

It's just funny.

You taste like an apple.

Thank you. You taste like a angel.

- Anangel.
- Who is that?

- No, anangel.
- Yeah. I don't know who that is.

Come. I want to try something.

OK.

OK. So, I will be playing the role
of an extremely wealthy woman.

And you will be playing the role
of my young, lowly pool boy.

- OK.
- OK. Go out and knock on the door.

Who is it?

It's the pool boy.

Please do come in,

young man.

Hello.

- Are you OK?
- No.

I am extremely

old and sick.

- I don't know about this.
- What, you're not attracted to me
because I'm old and sick?

- I really don't feel that good.
- Youdon't feel good?

I'm on death's freakin' door.

- This is getting silly.
- I know.

- I can't keep flying round
the country doing hospital visits.
- I'm sorry, sir.

I spoke to the doctor.
He seems to think you've swallowed
quite a bit of glyphosate

- What is that, apple juice?
- It's a very potent herbicide.

- From apple juice?
- No.

Did you drink some apple juice?
- Oh yeah.

Well, it's not from apple juice.
It's used to kill plants.

Why would someone want to kill
plants? They're so innocent.

Did you consume any products that
might have been used to kill plants?

Not that I know of.

Unless it was the white powder
that Magnus' plane was dropping
on all the grapevines.

- Well, yeah. It will
definitely be that.
- I don't know what that was,

but that burned my throat something
crazy. It might've been that.

- Yeah. It was definitely that.
- Eh. Possibly.

- Definitely.
- Maybe.

Definitely.
It was definitely that.

Thank you.

Right. Whatever information
you're about to tell me,

I swear to God,

if it is something
that I already know,

I'm gonna grab that painting
off the wall and smack it
down on your head so hard

that you'll get stuck in there like
a damn Looney Tune. Is that clear?
- Yep.

- Mm-hm.
- Mm-hm.
- Great.

What have you got for me?

Norman White, the millionaire
who's chummy with the Australian
Intelligence Service.

- Mm-hm.
- Well, his birthday...

is...

the 24th of October.

- Did you know that?
- No.

- No, really?
- Technically, I did not know that.

Well, then. He's done it!
Fantastic!

- With that said...
- Mm.
- Mm.

...in what world would
we need to know that?
- In this world.

That's his special day ―
24th of October.
- It's useless information.

You didn't say it had
to be useful information.

You said it had to be information
that we didn't already know.

- Mm-hm.
- I guess I did.

I'm absolutely buzzing.
I'm absolutely buzzing.

- Is this a date?
- What?
- Hm?

This ― is this a date...
- No.
- ...with the art gallery?

- No.
- No.

Could I tell people it was a date?
- Absolutely not.

-Top of the mornin'!
- Aargh. Oh.

- Oh my gosh. Sorry.
- That's OK. I didn't
feel like it anyway.

Send him through immediately.
Don't let him flirt with you.

I'm not flirting with her.

I'm not flirting with you.
- Uh... he can't hear you
unless I press the button.

- Oh.
- Would ya like me to press it?
- Yes, please.

Hello.

What are you doing? Come in.

OK.

Uh― Wait. Before you go,
I just wanted to say something.

The other day, you asked if I wanted
to go to the movies with you,

and I said that I couldn't
because I had a boyfriend.

Well, he actually broke up with me.

So... I'm now available to go
to the movies with you.

- Oh.
- You don't want to any more.

Oh no. It's definitely not that.

It's just that there is this woman.
- You have a girlfriend.

- She said I was like a apple.
- It's OK.

- She's not, like...
- You should probably go in.

Michael!

I should― I should go in.

Firstly, congratulations
to Anderson for winning the
bronze medal.

- Thank you.
- Yeah. He didn't actually
help with the mission,

but we're all very proud of him.
- Thank you.

Now, down to business. The
Australians are poisoning our grapes.

- What?
- I know. First of all, they kill
the Indian foreign minister,

and now they're killing our grapes.
- Why?

That's exactly
what we need to find out.

I have my man Mark on the line.
He works for the New Zealand
Environmental Agency.

I'm gonna bring him up
on the picture phone.

Mark―

- What is this?
- Picture phone.

- Sorry, what's supposed to happen?
- Well, it's a picture phone.
- Yep.

- It's like a phone with a picture.
- A picture phone.

- OK.
- A picture...
- Yeah.

- A picture of what?
- With a picture of the person
you're talking to.

In this instance, it's Mark.

- I can't see anything.
- No.
- Oh, it has a camera on the top.

- Oh. So Mark has a picture phone.
- Well, how is that relevant?

Well, for us to get the picture,
surely Mark would have to have
a camera in his teleph

That's a good point.

Mark.
-Oh, gidday.
- Yeah.

Do you have a picture phone?
- Yeah, nah. No picture phone.
- Oh.

He doesn't have a picture phone.
-Ohhh.

Mark, can you tell me what you just
told me before when I asked you who
was the main importer of

to New Zealand?
- Yeah. That'd be Norman White.

Norman White.

Thank you, Mark. That's all I
need to know.

Well, I went to high school
with him. Yeah.

Figure skating?
Oh God, that's sad. Yeah.

No, well, pass on my regards to...

to the― Yeah. No. OK.

Well, I've gotta― I've gotta go.
I've got everyone here in a meeting.
But, um... yeah. OK.

Are you gonna stop talking, Mark?

Yeah. Can you sh― Can you shut up?

Can you shut up, please?
Mark, I've gotta go.

Do you mind shutting up, Mark?

Just hang up.

Thank you, Sue.
That was a very good idea.

Now, where were we? Norman White of
White's Agricultural Supplies fame.

Third-richest man in New Zealand.
- We went to his house
in Queenstown.

- Exactly.
- He's a Scorpio.

My sources tell me.
- He also has a warehouse
in the Bay of Islands.

I want you to take a look... tonight.

No one told me
you were coming down here,
so I haven't prepared much.

I did manage to, uh, whip these up.

- Jeans.
- Ladies and gentlemen,

you are looking at
an incredibly durable pant.

Stylish,

versatile, comfortable.

Jeans ― they're timeless.

- Do they do anything?
- I'll tell you what
they won't do is get a rip.

And if they do, that's kind
of cool now ― ripped jeans.

I could picture you in a―
in the ripped jeans, just sort
of a 'don't care' attitude.

Like, yeah ― not taking
life too seriously.
- So they're just regular jeans.

I've been busy!
I made his special watch.

How did it go, by the way?
- It was good, thank you.
- He loved it.

I'm wearing jeans. Can I just
point that out? Why would I need
those jeans?

I didn't know that.
I didn't look at your legs.

I only look at a woman's head.
- What about this?

- That's just a tranquilliser gun.
- Well, we'll take that.

- What for?
- To tranquillise, probably.

- It's only got one dart.
- That, my friend...

is all we'll need.

- At 2200 hours, aka 10pm tonight...
- Thank you.

...two of us will approach the
warehouse from the water in a kayak.

Our getaway vehicle will be here.

A third person will approach around
the back, on foot, through the woods.

Any volunteers?
- I will.

- Really?
- A nice walk through the woods
actually sounds kinda good.

This is not
a nice walk through the woods!

- I never said nice.
- She never said nice.

Shut up, Michael.
This isn't even the woods.
This is thorny bush!

The hell?

We're in.
- I'm in too.

- I said 'we're'.
- Sorry, I forgot. I'm we're.

- We're we're.
-That's right.
-Let's split up.

I'm going inside.
-Ow!

Don't do all
the snooping without me.

The Abel Tasman National Park.

What brings a British spy
to New Zealand?

The World Unity Games.

But I'm leaving for London tomorrow.
- Are you?
- Yes.

Why did you tell
the New Zealanders?

I told them I thought
the bomb was probably you guys.

- I think they knew that.
- I told them that Norman White's
birthday was the 24th of October.

- That doesn't seem relevant at all.
- Well, it's his special day,
so that's a bit disresp

- What else?
- Told them that you were staying
with Norman White in Queenstown.

- Just that?
- What do you mean just that?
That's three good bits of info.

- It's nothing.
- That is not nothing.
That's good stuff, that is.

You can go. Untie him.

- You're just gonna let me go,
just like that?
- You're harmless.

Excu― I'm not harmless.

Excuse me. Harmful!

Full of bloody harm.
- Go away.

You know what? There is a world...

where I punch you and shoot you.

It's not funny.

Unbelievable.

The office is locked.
-I'm locked in a frickin'

prison of trees.

Ow!

Zero, zero, zero, zero, enter.

Far...

The 24th of October.

Two, four, one, zero, enter.

You son of a gun. You did it.

We've got company.

Sir, sorry to interrupt.

Please don't shoot the messenger,
but there's been a break-in
at Norman White's warehous

in Russell.

Don't tell me what to do.

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Edited by Sam Baker.

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