All language subtitles for Cold.Call.S01E03.Episode.3.1080p.NF.WEB-DL.DDP.5.1.H.264-CHDWEB_track3_[eng]

-[woman] How much did they take?
-Eighty-three thousand pounds.

I can really help you.
This guy stole your money.

[June] The guy who called me
knew everything about me.

What would Mr. Zima think
if I exposed your fraud network?

Do you have kids?
Take a good look at them.

I don't hand fraudsters
to the police. I blackmail them.

I've got to get out of here.

[Des] No, he'll know you're involved.
They'll kill us.

[opening theme music playing]

-[Des] Here. I got you this.
-[June] Thanks.

-How long does it take?
-Soon as Kirk sends the money,

I split it into different accounts,

put it overseas,
make the paper trail go cold.

Oh, um... Hope you don't mind.
I've added a finder's fee.

Just because eighty-three grand...
it might make Kirk suspicious.

I'll set up a account for Hana
with a fake name.

I'll take the bank card to her
so nobody knows her address.

Right. So how long will it take?

I don't have to do this, you know, June.

I could just piss off to Majorca
with the cash.

What, and buy some mates with it?

A bit of appreciation
wouldn't hurt! Black--

-Blackmail's a 14-year stretch.
-And that's my fault?

I'm the reason you're getting
your money back.

As ever, June, a bit of patience, eh?

Des, Hana needs the money now.

Just go back to Wiley's and act natural.
The money's coming.

-[Lizzie] I kind of want to keep them.
-[Laura] You don't need them.

Meghan and Kate both had sleeves.

There's not a pick on your arms, love.
It's not that, it's this.

This silly habit. You can barely see them.

Oh, you know,
I think I'm with Lizzie on this one.

Those sleeves look lovely.

[Laura] Kirk?

Where's the veil? She needs a veil.

[Laura] We're talking about the sleeves.

No sleeves but I'm talking about the veil.

How can I give a proper opinion
when there's no veil?

-I don't want a veil.
-[Kirk] Yeah, you do!

-What do you call the long ones?
-Dad, I don't want one.

Meghan and Kate had veils.
I thought you wanted to be like them.

-Oh, don't go crying on me!
-She doesn't want a veil.

I don't see you writing this down!

Don't be pissed off at me.
I'm just making sure everything's right!

-Lizzie, can I get you anything, love?
-[sobbing]

Tell Dad he can have whatever he wants!

It's his show, right?

Lizzie...

Lizzie, please, just come out
and we will talk about it.

-[Lizzie sobs]
-Lizzie!

Lizzie!

Oh...

Are you still in pain, love?

Right...

Let's try something else,
get you a good rest.

I'll tell them all about you.

I'll tell them all about you.

Oh, you think you're so special.

You're nothing.

You've ruined everything!

I'm ashamed of you!

Wait until I tell your father.
I'll tell him to take you away!

Who do you think
you're talking to, Elisabeth?

I don't-- No, he--

That's all in the past now.

[pill bottle shaking]

You don't need to go into details,
but maybe I can help?

I know you're stressed, but...

Please, Kirk.

If something's wrong at work,
don't take it out on Lizzie.

[bottle clinking]

Elisabeth's a lot better
since June took over.

You could try talking to her.

Or if...

Maybe you could go back to therapy.

You were doing so well. Maybe we could--

[Elisabeth] I know why Kirk's unhappy.

I know.

I know why Kirk's upset.

I know why Kirk's upset!

And why is Kirk upset?

Because of you.

Me?

Why? What have I done?

Stealing.

I know you took his phone.

I hear you talking to your friend.

It's all in your head, Elisabeth.

I know why Kirk's unhappy.

I know.

I know why Kirk's unhappy.

I'll tell him. I'll tell him!

Now, you...

just need...

to sleep.

I'm going to tell Kirk all about you.

What's your take?

-Is this guy an operator?
-[Aubrey] Well...

Even mares win the Grand National.

I've decided to pay him.

I want you to track the money.

He's a local guy, so it shouldn't take...

You listening to me?

-Always.
-This guy could come back.

And I never want to hear from him again.

-How much has he asked for?
-Five-hundred and seventy-two grand.

[laughs]

I want direct action. You find him.

And don't kick this up the chain.

This is a local matter.
You're the one that wanted to move up,

so prove to me that you can.

Oh, and Joe said that you met
a friend of ours

outside the phone shop the other night?

-Mm-hmm.
-Uh-huh? Assaulting teenagers in public?

Do you ever think who could be watching?

You walk the line, Aubrey.

[cell phone ringing]

Hiya. Um, can I call you back in a bit?

[Des] I've got your money.

Thanks.

Um...

Is it all right if I speak to you later?

-You can't talk, can you?
-Yeah, that's right.

Okay, I'm outside yours.

I can give the bank card to Hana now.

-You happy?
-Yeah.

That would be great.

I'll speak to you soon.

Um...

I won't be a sec. Just...

So, this card...

-Why is it in someone else's name?
-Oh, that was the bank.

To keep the money safe.

They say if the fraudsters
have your details,

then they can
come after you again and again.

-So who was that creepy guy at my door?
-Des?

Oh, he's a mate.

I just didn't want them to send it out,
you know, in case somebody intercepted it.

Well, he offered to drop it off and,
well, he helped us sort all this out.

I thought you said the bank sorted it out?

Hana, we've got the money back.

And it's yours. You can buy
a hundred prams if you want now.

Couldn't fit them all in here!

Let's go flat hunting.
You've got more than enough for a deposit.

And your tuition fees for next year,
they're all covered.

And, well, you can buy
anything you want now for the baby.

Sophie.

-What?
-I'm gonna call her Sophie.

After Gran.

Oh...

[woman] My doctor says it's normal
to be angry.

But this isn't angry. It's...

You can't answer the phone or check emails

without thinking someone's watching.

If you saw your fraudster,
what would you say?

I wouldn't know where to start.

What would you do?

Don't know.

Take everything he's got.

I don't know. What do you want me to say?

You'd ruin his life.

Or you'd...

kill him.

I didn't mean that.

Sorry.

If you want to leave the house,
we can chance it in a couple of days.

It's fine.

I'm gonna stay.

But you've got your money.

Hand in your notice.
Wiley won't think you're involved.

Just to be sure. Keep our cover.

-[knocking on door]
-Yeah?

Your mom wants to see you.

Thanks, June.

[Kirk] What did you want to say?

Do you want another pillow?
Maybe under your hip or...?

Here. You can't talk if you're parched.

All right. Well...

I have some things I wanted to say.

You see,
I was talking to someone for a while.

About everything.

And this, uh...

doctor,

he felt that I should talk to you
about things that happened.

The things Dad...

Please, have a drink, Mom.

I'm sorry.

I am sorry for things that happened,
but-- But, uh,

on the-- On the...

On the earlier stuff...

You knew what Dad did!

You watched him come into my room
every night.

You knew. You could have done something.

And this doctor told me
it might be too late.

It's too late for me to hear you say it,
but I have to hear you say it, Mom!

-Mom!
-[gasps]

-[whimpering] You've ruined everything.
-I'm sorry. Sorry. Sorry. June, June!

Wait till I tell your father.

-I'll tell them to take you away!
-June.

-June!
-You're nothing. I'm ashamed of you!

Everything was fine
and she just started shaking.

It's all right.

[Kirk retching]

[retching and coughing]

[car approaching]

Lizzie, your dad's in.

And?

I see you've got the Stasi
looking after your front door.

-Who? Nurse Ratched's doppelganger.
-Oh, June.

-What's your take on her?
-What is there to take?

Your blackmailer...

He's splitting the money.
He shuffled it offshore 15 times.

He's trying to be clever.

And then when it came back,
it went into two separate accounts,

one in the UK, one in Spain. Des Grigsby.

He's got at least one other partner.

-You're saying a third party's involved?
-Yeah.

Because two and two
are making 113 at the moment.

They're definitely working
with someone else.

Hey, where are you going?

To get Elisabeth's prescriptions.

Do you know a Des Grigsby?

Des?

Grigsby.

From down your way.

Grigsby? Sorry,
I didn't hear you properly. Um...

Yes, I do, actually.
I've not heard that name for years.

I went to school with him.

Do you know him?

Not to look at.

-You still in touch with him?
-No.

No, I didn't hang around with Des.
He was too shady.

You don't want to mix
with boys like that, do you?

No, you really don't.

Well, I best get your mom's medicine.

Don't want to leave her in pain.

[June] How did he know your name?

-Des...
-Yeah, I'm thinking.

-Could he have traced the money?
-They didn't track it.

-What if he knows about Hana?
-He knows my name.

Hana's name doesn't appear
on any of the paperwork.

And yours doesn't either, which is
what you really want to know, isn't it?

I want to know if my daughter is safe!

You had the money,
but you wanted to wind him up!

-I told you to leave the house!
-It's a bit late for that now, isn't it?

-Is Hana safe?
-It's me that's not safe!

I'm the one that's gotta run.

Des? Is Hana safe?

-You got anything for us, mate?
-Yeah. There you go, mate.

[cell phone ringing]

[Aubrey] Hana?

Hana Clarke? It's Michael from college.

Oh--

Sorry. One sec.

Hiya.

-Where are you?
-Just on my way home from work. What's up?

Right.

Stay there, darling.

-Stay on the phone.
-Mom, you're acting weird.

Hang on. Sorry.

Yeah, we were in the same
lectures together. The old guy.

Oh. Right, yeah. Yeah, sorry.

How are you? Are you still on the course?

Yeah, all good, yeah.

Are you still up at, um, Kenville Close?

Yeah, yeah.

So what are you up to these days, Hana?

Sorry, can you give me a minute?
I'm just on the phone to me mam.

-Hey, Mom, you on your way?
-Hana, I need you to walk away.

-Now.
-What?

Hana, that's a very dangerous man,
and I need you to walk away now.

Right, yeah. I understand.

I need you to walk away.
And I need you to get in a cab

and go to a hotel or somewhere
with loads of people, all right?

Don't let him know that you know.

He knows where I live.

Darling, just say you're going home.

And get in a cab,

and go to a hotel, okay?

Mom, you're freaking me out.

Everything's going to be fine. I love you.

-Um, I've got to go home.
-You don't fancy coming for a coffee?

No, sorry. I've got to go.

-Who is this guy?
-Aubrey.

The guy who called me in the first place.

He followed you
and you led him right to Hana!

What if he knows about me?

-You'd be dead already!
-He's going to kill her!

-He's going to kill my Hana.
-June, just get away as far as you can.

-He'll follow us!
-Then what do you suggest we do?

[suspenseful music playing]

Now it makes sense.

[clears throat]

Sparkling water, please.

Get him what he wants, Des.

Barman might see that.

Barmen turn more blind eyes
than a guide dog. Watch.

That barman's on his betting app.
Gambling issues.

Big man with a limp,
so probably played rugby.

See the clumping on his knuckles?
Heart disease.

No?

They're just parlor games,
but what you do with that information,

well, you could have the deeds
to this bar in an hour.

Bitter?

-Not really, all things considered.
-Just stout then.

Piss off.

You know he carries
a torch for you, don't you?

It's a shame he's a coward. Mommy's boy.

Can't talk to women.
Struggles to hold down a job.

Des. Go to the bar.

I-- I'll sort this.

You're lucky she's here.

I've been following him around,

so I know all there is to know
about Mr. Grigsby.

But you, on the other hand,

you've thrown me
a right old curve ball, you have.

Blackmail doesn't have great
long-term prospects, you know.

So why are you doing this?

Yeah.

Thought so. You're guilt-ridden.

But people, for whatever reason,
they like you.

People trust you.
Kirk Wiley certainly did.

Hana doesn't know anything about
blackmailing Mr. Wiley, does she?

She just reaps the spoils.

I came here to talk to you about a deal.

But I think it's going
a different way, isn't it?

Depends on what else
I can find out about you.

There's no one else
working with you, is there?

It's just you, Mr. Grigsby,

and your blissfully ignorant daughter.

Have you ever done your trick on Kirk?

Well, like it or not,
I am hitched to his ticket.

But you have, though.

He's two men.

One that you see.
Jazz hands, control-obsessed.

And then there's
a little kid inside of him,

terrified and unloved.

Kirk Wiley's grooming you.

-For what?
-Our line of work.

And you'd be bloody good at it too
because you are reading me right now.

Aren't you?

Kirk has got dirt on you.

That's why you're doing this.
That's how Kirk works.

So...

now that I've established
it's just you and the big man,

I'm going to take you to Kirk Wiley

and I'm going to kill Mr. Grigsby
on the way.

Leave Hana, and Des, out of this.

And I will come with you.

This is your last chance.

[grunts]

Do you remember the first time
we spoke, Aubrey?

You called me.

And you took my money
and you took my future.

Do you remember my mom? Sophie Clarke?

-She thought you were a nice man.
-[grunts]

-A hundred-percent alcohol.
-[grunts]

The drunkest you'll ever be
before your organs pack in.

You have 30 seconds.

[ominous music playing]

[Laura] I have this dream sometimes.

I'm back where I grew up and...

there's empty photo frames, no furniture.

I can't get out the front door.

June, are you all right?

It won't happen though.
You won't go back there.

[Laura] You never know what problems
you'll create for yourself.

Maybe you're not the problem.

I have the same sort of dream.
I'm back at my old house.

And my mom's there.

And it's weird because my ex is there,
but my daughter isn't.

I used to think it was because
she'd found a life somewhere else.

But now...

Now...

I wonder if she...

You can't live worried
that the worst is going to happen.

What if it does, though?

Sorry? What did you say?

What do you do if the worst happens?

Then you deal with it.

[Laura] I don't know
why you took it out the box.

All I'm saying is, why didn't you wait
till your new place before you built it?

-You're gonna have to get movers now.
-Then I'll get movers.

Who were that man the other day?

It was a mix-up. Everything's fine.

I know what you sound like
when you're scared.

When you're scared,
you always say everything's fine.

-Sometimes things are fine.
-Yesterday you were terrified.

So was I.

Look, there's nothing
to be scared of, all right?

Hana! What are you doing?

-Where did the money come from? Oh...
-The bank!

You stole it, didn't you?

That's why that guy were after me.
You stole his money!

Hana, I swear, that money is ours.

-What if he comes back for me?
-I fixed it!

How did you fix it?

Mom? How did you fix it?

Hana...

He's never going to try
to hurt us again. All right?

What did you do?

Hana, he--
He wasn't going to leave us alone.

-Hana...
-Mom...

What did you do?

-He was a very dangerous man.
-Oh, Mom...

Oh, Mom, what have you done?

-I don't want you here!
-He was the man that-- He was...

[Des] I told you to leave.
Well, that's what I'm doing.

I've got my finder's fee.

A couple of grand goes
a fair distance in Tenerife.

You could do the same.

Lay low for a bit.

Wouldn't be the worst thing,
would it, June?

If Aubrey hadn't been the guy
that called you...

would you have done the same thing?

I've never been to Tenerife. Is it nice?

I'm not sticking around, June.

Send us a postcard, then.

[Kirk] Did he have a history
of heart disease?

When's the post-mortem?

Well, fucking find out then!

[phone beeps]

[dialing number]

[line ringing]

[man] Ah! Mr. Wiley.

-Mr. Zima, how are you?
-I'm in the midst of a very happy hour,

but with you calling, I sense
I'm about to lose all my mirth.

So why don't we get to the problem?

Uh, we were being blackmailed
over our northern developments.

Uh, I paid the money, I tracked it,

and now I think the blackmailers
have killed Aubrey Turnbull.

-Hello?
-And where is the money now?

Uh, the blackmailers
still have it, hence my call.

-Mr. Zima?
-Dear, oh, dear, Mr. Wiley.

It sounds like my personal appearance
will be required.

Send me the account details
and I'll fix that at least.

Thank you, Mr. Zima.
I will, of course, provide compensation.

Very good. See you in the fullness.

[exhales]

-[Laura] Lizzie, are you nearly ready?
-[Lizzie] Yes! Two minutes!

Nearly there.
Finishing touches, apparently.

Have you phoned the taxi
for your mom and June?

I'm going to stay here.
I'm not in the mood.

Kirk.

-You're going.
-Sorry?

Your daughter is getting married tomorrow.

You wanted the lunch. Phone the taxi.

Did you not hear me?

-I am not going.
-I am not your mom.

Get the taxi phoned and let's go.

Kirk!

-Taxi!
-Okay!

[Kirk] Hello! Good to see you.
Glad you could make it.

Hello! Hello, welcome.

[indistinct chatter]

Great to see you.
Hello! Thank you for coming.

Thank you very much for coming.
Hello there.

Lovely to see you.

[sighs]

All right.

-Where are you going?
-I just... I've left my speech in the car.

Sorry. Sorry, everyone. Be one minute.

[car lock chirps]

[cell phone ringing]

Hana.

Hana, love, I'm so sorry. I didn't--

I wanted to let you know the money's gone.

Gone? What do you mean, gone?

The account's frozen.

Whatever you've done
has come back to bite you.

Are you there, Mom?

Look, um...

-It's probably a mix-up. I'll fix it.
-A lot of mix-ups happen to you.

Don't bring it anywhere near me
and my baby.

[side plate clatters]

Elisabeth says
you've stolen the family china,

that you've been, quote,
"plotting with a friend."

Yeah, my friend put me up to it.
He loves a bit of crockery.

Wish you had stolen it.
It's from the era that taste forgotten.

June? June...

-I found this in the car.
-Oh.

I wondered where that was.
It's a dementia tracker.

I pin it on your mom's cardigan and,
uh, well, it must have fallen off.

Hang on.

It's weird, because I found it
in the back of the car.

Mom always sits in the front. Doesn't she?

[officer] I'm looking for Miss Wiley!
Miss Wiley?

Uh, excuse me, officer.
This is a private lunch.

I'd be happy to discuss anything outside.

-Sit down, sir.
-Dad, I--

I swear I haven't done anything.

Lizzie knows why we're here.

We're taking you downtown.

[raunchy music plays]

Oh...

[Kirk] Oh, get the fuck out of here!

-You hired us!
-[Kirk] Oh!

-[Lizzie] Dad...
-You've got the wrong party.

Nah. We're here for the Wiley party.
A hen party or something.

-Dad...
-Does this look like a hen party to you?

-Can you fuck off? Now!
-No need to be like that, mate.

-We're just doing our job.
-You call this a job?

Look at you.
You're a fucking embarrassment.

Go and wave your crotch somewhere else.
Here. Here.

There's your hat, there's your tie.
There's the door.

Get out. There's the door that way.

-Who let these people in here?
-Can I have our stuff back?

Sit down there. Sit down.

[Kirk] Yeah, you're all right.
Sorry. Sorry about that.

I'm terribly sorry about that.

Oh, dear.

[sighs]

-How was the flight?
-The plane took off, the plane came down.

In between, drinks were served,
asses were felt.

Don't mope, Mr. Wiley.

We've all, one time or another,
made a colossal fuck-up

that has our colleagues
questioning our competence.

I came as a concerned party, Mr. Wiley.

I have to wonder if you're having
a crisis of faith again.

Or if we just need
to tighten our security.

Yes.

No, I mean, absolutely.
We will discuss that.

And tighten everything up.

Excuse me, just one second.

[door closes]

[breathing heavily]

[phone vibrating]

I knew you'd taken her.

[June] Tomorrow. Before the wedding.

I want my eighty-three grand. Cash only.

-And you get your mom back.
-[Kirk] Eighty-three grand?

-What the fuck is eighty-three grand?
-Eighty-three grand, cash.

-No bank transfers.
-June. June.

I cannot get you that kind of money
in cash.

Eighty-three grand, cash.

June!

June, June...

Mr. Zima is here.

Do you know who that is?
Do you understand what that means?

Give me my money,

or your mom will end up like Aubrey.

June!

[closing theme music playing]