All language subtitles for New Zealand Spy S01E06 1080p TVNZ WEB-DL AAC2 0 H 264-NTb[EZTVx.to]_Track03

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(CLOCK TICKS)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC CRESCENDOES)

Painters are a dime a dozen.

Anyone can paint.

What I do... is a little different.

It's hard to describe.
- You paint with blood.

- Yeah. That's it.

- Did you do that one over there?
- Yes.

- Now, while I can see that the
blood thing might seem like a cool
idea,

it just means that your paintings
are quite brown and dull.

And I just feel like if
you use regular paint,

the red might pop a little more.
- I'm gonna enjoy killing you.

And then I'm gonna hang this painting
on the wall. And every time I see it,

I'll remember the
joy I had making it.

- But have you tried using paint,
though, because you might enjoy
it even more.

(GUN SAFETY CLICKS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

- WHISPERS: 24, 10. Enter.
(KEYPAD BEEPS)

One, two, three, four. Enter.
(KEYPAD BEEPS)

(SIGHS)

(YELLS)
(SLAM! CRUNCH!)

- People say that
right before you die,

your life flashes before your eyes.

Is it?
- No, but if you give
me a second, it might.

Please just give me one second.
- (SIGHS)

(DREAMY NOSTALGIC MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHIRP)

- Here you go, young lady.
- Thank you.

Enjoy that. Have a good afternoon.

Oh, hello.
- Hello.

- What can I get you?
- Could I please get
one scoop of vanilla?

- Cup or cone?

- Cup, please.

- 15c, please.

- I thought it was 10c.

- It used to be. It's 15c now.

- Well, I-I only have 10c.

- Well, look, I'm sorry, kid.

- (SOBS)

- Anything?
- Yeah. But it wasn't
my whole life, though.

It was just one moment.
- Hmm. A good moment?

- No. It was kind of bad.

- Huh. Sucks to be you.

- Do it.
- Do what?

- Pull the trigger.
Life's not even that good.

- Oh, don't be like that.

- Why?
- Cos you're making it not fun.

- It's true, though. I have nothing.

I'm bad at my job, no one loves me,
and most of the people in this world
aren't even goo

I mean, who doesn't give a kid
an ice cream because of 5c?

- You're trying to trick me
into not wanting to do it?

- No, I'm not. Pass the gun
here ― I'll do it myself.

- Nice try. It's time to die.
- Good.

- Stop it! You're really
starting to piss me off.

- Then kill me.
- I will. I will! Shut up!

Five, four,

three, two.
(CREAK!)

(GUNSHOT)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(GUNFIRE)

(LAUGHS)

I can see your arm.

Nice try. You had me for a second.

Thought I was gonna waste
all my bullets on a dead man.

(CHAIR CREAKS)
No?

Then what?

- Distraction.

- (CHUCKLES) Was he meant to, uh,

sneak up behind me and smack
me in the head or something?

Well, you screwed that up.
(THWACK!)
Ooh!

(MOMENTOUS MUSIC)

(CLOCK TICKS)

- I just thought that I would yell
distraction, and then immediately
you'd be, like, ban

And smack him on the
back of the head.
- Yeah. Sorry.

I wasn't feeling good.
- (SIGHS) Where's Anderson?

- He's gone to blow up the boat.
- What boat?
- There's, like, a boat,

and it's taking herbicide and
poison over to some planes

that are then gonna fly and disperse
it all around New Zealand.

- Where's the boat?
- What boat?

- The boat carrying the
poison to the planes.

- It's, like, their big evil plan.
It's something to do with exports.

I didn't fully understand it,

but the main thing is they're gonna
kill our cows and our sheeps.

- When does the boat leave?
- In eight minutes,
according to this one;

seven minutes,
according to this one.

- It's gone.
- What do you mean, it's gone?

- It left two hours ago.

- No, no ― it was supposed
to leave at 6 o'clock.

- It left at 1600 hours.

That's 4 o'clock.
- So if the boat left at 4 o'clock,

why was there a giant timer
counting down to 6 o'clock?

- Where is Dennis?
- He told me to do the signal at 6,

whether he's here or not.
But he'll come.

- This is Kookaburra 1.
We are ready to rock 'n' roll.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(RADIO STATIC CRACKLES)
We wait until we see fireworks.

- Fireworks? You said Anderson
had gone to blow up the boat.

- Correct.
- Well, it says here that
the boat leaves at 1600 hours.

- That's right. In five minutes.
- (GROANS) 1600 hours is 4pm.

It's 5:55 now.

(SIGHS)
- Then what's happening
in five minutes?

- The planes will leave
when they see the signal.

- The signal? What's the signal?

- Fireworks.

(ACTION MUSIC)

- The fuse takes one minute,
so in two minutes, it's go time.

- Looks like a cartoon fuse.
Should we cut it shorter?

- I think it's fine.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

- I've always hated New Zealand.
- Agreed ―

the cities are dull,
the people are dim.

70 seconds until ignition.

- Freeze, or I'll shoot.

Hands up.
- You have a gun?
- Yeah.

- So if I turn around, I'll
see you aiming a gun at me.

- If you move, I'll prove it to you.

By sh-shooting you.
- Yeah.

- With the gun.
- Yeah, yeah, I get it. OK. Fine.

- Hands up.
- (SIGHS)

- Well, Dennis isn't here, but I
think we should just get started.

(THUDDING)

- # In South Australia, I was born.

- ALL: # Heave away, haul away.

- # In South Australia,
round Cape Horn.

- ALL: # We're bound
for South Australia.

- # Haul away, you rolling kings.

- ALL: # Heave away, haul away.

- # Haul away, you'll hear me sing.

- ALL: # We're bound
for South Australia. #

- (LAUGHS)

- A golden dawn is upon us.

Golden soil, wealth for toil.

We've toiled and toiled.

And now it is time for the world
to not only respect Australia,

but to bow down to Australia.

And people who say golden
soil isn't good soil?

Well, they're gonna eat their hats
when they try some Australian beef.

Let's do this.

(MATCH SCRATCHES)

(MATCH SCRATCHES)

- Wait.

Drop the match.

- OK.

- Were you trying to
drop it on to the fuse?
- No.

- OK, well, it seemed like you were.
Seemed like you were trying to be,

like, OK, and then drop
it down on to the fuse.

- I wasn't trying to be
like that, but whatever.

- Step away from the fireworks
or I'll shoot him.

- He doesn't have a gun.

- I most certainly do.
- You've just done the gun
thing with your fingers.

- I wouldn't say that.
- You've got the angle wrong.
I can clearly see your hand.

You're just doing the gun
thing with your fingers.
- Is that true?

- He's just doing this.

- I freaking knew it.
- I mean, you clearly didn't.

- Well, you can put the gun down.
- I'm not dropping the gun.

- You are so strange.
- OK, Mr Blood Paintings.

Sorry for being strange,
Mr Frickin'...

- Go on.

- ...Blood Paintings.
- Same again. Yeah, well done (!)

Will you look at that? Time's up.

- Look, I love fireworks.
And on a normal day,

I would do pretty much
anything to see fireworks.

So it breaks my heart to say this,

but there will be
no fireworks today.

- Misty? Do the honours.

- Did you hear nothing I just said?
- With pleasure.

- Wait. Are you guys a couple?

- What makes you think that's
any of your frickin' business?

- Sorry, I―I guess I just...

Yeah, nah. Sorry.

(MATCH STRIKES)
Wait!
- What?

- I guess...

- You don't have anything
to say, do you?
- No, I do.

I definitely do have stuff to say.

And I guess...

if you try to light that fuse,
then I'll have to attack you.

- Me?
- Yeah. And I know that's
kind of not really appropriate,

but I have no choice.
- Well, if you attack her,

then we'll have to attack you.
- With what weapons?

- Our arms.
- And there's three
of us and one of you.

- Two!

- How did she hear that?
- I think the water is
making your voices carry!

- That's crazy.
- Hey, don't quote me on that!

That's just a theory
I've come up with just now!

- Oh, well, definitely sounds
like it could be a thing.
- I think it's a thing!

I'm sure someone told
me that once. (PANTS)

- Well, it's three versus two,
and one of you's a chick.

- Oh, sexist.
- Yeah. I am sexist.

- Well, that's not on, right?

Also, she's a chick.
- Also, chicks can do anything.

- Shut up.
- Yup.
- And your math's off.

- What do you mean?
- It's three versus three.

- It's the fireworks!

- We know!

- The signal is the fireworks!

- Yeah, we already know!

- He's really fast.
- Yeah, it's kind of,
like, his special skill.

- Yeah.

- Don't. Don't you light that fuse.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

- BOTH: Excuse me.

- Stop it.
- You stop it.
- Stop it.

-Youstop it.
- Stop it.

Oh!

(THUD!)

- You know, I never liked you.

- Well, I liked you, to be honest.
I thought you were cool.

I thought we might be friends.
But as time went on,

and the more I got to know you,
I realised you were a slimy rat.
And when you―

- Sorry to interrupt, Sue, but I'm
a bit worried about the fireworks!

(HISSING)

- Good point.

(ALL GRUNT)

- Gidday, mate.
- Hello.

- I'm gonna kill you now.
- In that case,

can I try the 'life flashing
before my eyes' thing again?

- Be my guest.

(DREAMY MUSIC)

- Isabel.
- Michael.

- I like your dress.
- Thank you.

I like your suit.

- Thanks.

This has never happened.
- No.

But it could.
- I'd like that very much.

- I'd like that very much too.

- OK, well, I gotta
fight this guy now.

- OK. Well, after that,

would you like to go to the movies?

- Oh, I'd love to go to see a movie.

I'd go see literally anything.

- I don't like scary movies.
- No, neither.

I would go see literally anything,
unless it's a scary movie,

in which case,
I wouldn't go see that.

- Well, I think that's―
- Enough.

I don't know what that was,
but I don't want any more of that.

- I was having a hopeful vision.
- I'm gonna beat
the hell out of you.

- I'm not sure I have
any Hell in me.

I was born in Heaven,
and I've lived here my whole life.

- 20 minutes ago, you were
begging for me to kill you.

- I don't remember that.
- You said, 'Pass me the gun,
and I'll do it myself.'

- Well, I had my vision,
and I'm feeling better now.

- Good. Time to die. (YELLS)

Oof!

Argh!

(ALL GRUNT)

(ALL GRUNT)

(ALL GRUNT)

(ALL GRUNT)

- (YELLS)
- (SQUEALS)

(THUD!)

(ALL GROAN, FUSE CRACKLES)

(FIREWORKS SQUEAL, POP)

- Oh!
(FIREWORKS SQUEAL, POP)
- Ow, ow, ow, ow,

ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow...

(FIREWORKS SQUEAL, POP)

...ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
(FIREWORKS SQUEAL, POP)
- Ooh.

- Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow,
ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow...

(FIREWORKS SQUEAL, POP)

- Are you OK?
- I'm OK.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

(FIREWORK POPS)
- What― Oh!

(FIREWORKS SQUEAL, POP)
- Argh!

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow,
ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow...

(FIREWORKS SQUEAL, POP)

- Michael, are you OK?

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(RADIO STATIC HISSES)
- Kookaburra, I think
it's not happening.

- Oh, what?
- I mean,

it doesn'tseemlike it's happening.

- I'm good.

- Yeah? You all right?
- Mm-hm. I'm OK.

- Yeah. All right.

- (SIGHS)

We did it.
- I did it.

- Anderson.
- We did it.

- We did do it.

Good stuff, guys.

(HEROIC MUSIC)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC FADES)

(CRICKETS CHIRP)

(BAND PLAY DREAMY POP MUSIC)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(BAND CONTINUES PLAYING DREAMY MUSIC)

- Hi.
- Hi.

- You enjoying the party?
- The party's great.

The last party I went
to, I got dumped.

- Oh, I was at that party.
That was a... That was a bad party.

- I heard Misty was a baddie.
- She was a baddie. Yeah.

She broke up with me and betrayed me,

and she slapped me across
the face ― backhand.

- That's not polite.
- Not at all.

- I heard you save the day.
- I mean,

I don't know if I would say it
like that. It was mainly Sue.

- I heard that you
were an integral part.

- Well, who said that?
- Anderson.
- He said that?

- Yeah, he said that.

(BAND CONTINUE
PLAYING DREAMY POP MUSIC)

- Well, you know,

since we've both been broken up with

and the mission is accomplished,

I was wondering if, maybe,

you would like to go to the
movies with me sometime―

(FEEDBACK WHINES)
- Hi, guys.
Uh, sorry to stop the music.

Uh, I'll keep this brief.
We've got the TAS to give out ―

the Todd Anderson Star.

It's a new award for the most
valuable spy on a mission.

But first,

it gives me immense relief
to announce this mission...

accomplished.

Yeah. And now the award.

I'll be honest ― there was a moment
when this mission was very close to

being a complete disaster,
where this spy went rogue ―

not something I would encourage.
(CROWD CHUCKLES)

But, uh, I'll be honest ―

you know, ended up being very cool.

They showed immense
craftiness and courage

in the face of extreme danger.

And, you know,

overall, just a bloody good spy.

So, the recipient of
the Todd Anderson star...

is... Sue Nightingale.

- (SIGHS) At our graduation,

when I didn't win top of the class,

I decided that awards
are silly and subjective.

It didn't really mean anything.
And standing here,

accepting this award,

I can now confidently say

that they are actually important.

Vital, even.

They are true markers of excellence.

And, ultimately,
they're what it's all about.

WHISPERS: Thank you.

- Thanks, Sue. Um...

and congrats to the other
spies on the mission,

Michael Anderson
and Michael Riviera.

Good stuff.

Oh, we should have
finished with the...

the banner, but...

we've already done that,
so we'll finish with just a recap,

that the mission is
officially accomplished.

Bloody good job, all of ya. Yep.

As you were. As you were.

- So, um, what were you saying?

- Oh, it was nothing.
Don't worry about that.

- No, please.
It sounded interesting.

- I just said, basically,
that I was wondering...

if you would like to go
see a movie sometime.

- With you, or by myself?

- Either.
- Either?

- With me. And I realise that's
probably not a very appealing offer,

because I'm not a great spy,

and I really fold under pressure.

- I'd love to.

- OK.
- And,

for the record,
I think you're a great spy.

- OK.
- And maybe,

if you wanted to,
we could dance now.

- OK.
(BAND PLAY DAVE DOBBYN'S
'WELCOME HOME')

- # There's a woman
with her hands trembling.

# Haere mai.

# And she sings with
the mountain's memory.

# Haere mai.

(PHONE RINGS)

# So welcome home.

# From the bottom of our hearts.

(WHIRRING)

# From the bottom of our hearts. #

(FLUTE MUSIC)

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Edited by Faith Hamblyn.

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