All language subtitles for The Blacklist S02E06 E

(sheep bleating)

You are
samwel zuma?

I am.

I heard you have
a big mouth.

No!

(screaming)

(groaning)

(wailing)

(gunshot)

Man: Service de chambre.

Come.

Good morning,
mr. Batouala.

Will you be dining
at the table this morning?

In bed, I think.
Very good, sir.

(gagging)

(coughing)
(bones crunching)

(bell tolling)

(dog panting)

(boy speaks russian)

(flies buzzing)

(dog whimpers)

Narrator:
Tigers in india have become

Less abundant in recent years
due to excessive hunting.

The remaining big cats
are now concentrated

In tiny, isolated groups,

Leading to inbreeding,
which weakens their
resistance to disease.

(tv turns off)
so nostalgic.

The charming
and yet tragic naivete,

As if these creatures
will somehow flourish

If harlan and jack
can just manage

To relocate
a breeding female.

The mombasa cartel?

Poachers?

Not poachers, lizzy,

Traffickers.

The poor devils
who do the killing

Are the smallest of cogs
in a very large machine,

And the mombasa cartel
is the worst of the lot.

They operate behind an
impenetrable veil of secrecy,

Enforced by brute terror

And a rat's nest
of corporate fronts,

Subsidiaries of shells
inside numbered accounts...

This is gonna take
some convincing.

The fbi's job
is to protect people.

Granted.

Let's forget about
the animals for a moment,

The wholesale extinctions,
the impact on the environment.

Let's just consider
the human toll.

The thorough corruption
of local authorities,

Political assassinations,

The massacres
of entire villages

And wildlife compounds...

Eradicated for the most base
of all possible motives...

Profit.

Hundreds of billions
of dollars a year

In blood money.

Human blood money.

This is important to you.

Someday, the creatures
on that program

Will be akin
to unicorns and griffins,

A fairy-tale bestiary
written in past tense,

And no one is
lifting a finger to stop it.

Why not, lizzy?

Why not us?

I'm sorry, this is
a controlled-class medication.

I can't refill it
without a prescription.

And I told you,

You... You're not refilling it,
you're replacing it.

The pills were
stolen from my car.

You file
a police report?
Yeah.

Yeah, of course I did.

Look,

I'll get in touch
with my doctor. I'll...

I'll be right back.

Next.

Over the last few years,
high-ranking poachers

Have disappeared
without a trace

From the jalloh
and yeboah clans,

The bholas in india

And the rocha cartel
in bolivia.

Now, no one's
taken credit yet,

But according to reddington,

The mombasa cartel
is working to corner the
illegal wildlife trade.

Sorry.
Four days ago,

A dead body washed up
south of petropavlovsk

On the kamchatka peninsula,

Flayed and skinned
with surgical precision,

According to the local
medical examiner.

This victim have a name?

Joseph batouala.
Kenyan.

Part of the wanjiku cartel,

The alleged mastermind

Behind the 2013
elephant massacre

At hwange national park
in zimbabwe.

The park's watering holes
were dosed with cyanide,

Killing 300 elephants

And thousands
of other animals.

And this is the
work of our victim?

Victims.
High-ranking officials

From half a dozen
other cartels have
also disappeared.

Liz: According to reddington,
these gangs

Are just small fish
in a very big pond.

By far, the most destructive
is the mombasa cartel.

(cellphone vibrates)

Reddington.
I have to take this.

They are ruthless, secretive
and highly organized.

It's estimated
that the mombasa cartel

Smuggles about $1 billion
in contraband per year,

From ivory and hides

To the illegal import
of exotic pets

To traditional
folk remedies.

Remedies? For what?
Anything.

From blindness
to erectile dysfunction.

For instance,
in vietnam,

The horn of a rhinoceros
is believed to cure cancer,

So commands a price of
about $9,000 per gram.

Where was batouala
last seen alive?

Hotel d'argent, paris.

Paris.

And yet his body washes ashore
on the russian coast.

(door unlocks)

Do you wanna tell reddington,
or should I?

(timber timbre's
run from me playing)

(door opens)

(door closes)

Oh, matthew.

That's the best one yet.

He's...

He's beautiful.

Reddington:
I've arranged drinks
for you with geoff perl.

Liz: Who will be joining us?
Bill gates? Warren buffett?

No. Just you
and geoff.

Despite being the
33rd richest man
on the planet

And the ceo of
deckard capital,

Geoff is a passionate advocate
for wildlife protection.

He's also an expert on
the illegal animal trade.

If anyone knows anything
about the mombasa cartel,

It'll be geoff.

I'm sorry. I'm still
getting past the whole

"you're buddies
with geoff perl" thing.

We're not buddies.
I don't have buddies.

Geoff and I simply share
a number of interests.

Among them, the protection
of endangered animals.

I act as a bundler
for his charities.

And what does
he do in return?

Nothing nefarious,
I assure you.

Advice,
information,

The occasional
stock tip.

One hand
washes the other.

Here we go.

Queen to b4.
Check.

Your name is
judy trierweiler.

You're an activist,
investigative reporter,

Researching an expose
on the mombasa cartel.

You post under
the screen name "elsa."

And when is
this happening?

Tonight.
La porte rouge.

18th street
and columbia.

10:00-ish.

Dress down.

(sighs)

What is it?

Uh, trierweiler, right?

Judy trierweiler,
aka elsa.

You all right?

(heavy metal playing)

(crowd cheering
and applauding)

Geoff perl.

You must be elsa.

Seen your posts.

Like your style.

A friend tells me

You want some inside dope
on the mombasa cartel.

I've had a hard time
getting a toehold.

Welcome to the party.

My foundation's had the
mombasas in our sights
since our inception.

Public enemy number one.

The worst of the worst.

And very smart.

The crafty bastards at the top
keep their hands clean

By financing the wetwork
through a hundred shells
and offshores.

Never been able
to crack that firewall.

You wanna
give it a try, mmm.

Gotta warn you, though,

It could be
very dangerous.

I can handle myself.

I'm sure you can.

I wager you can handle
just about anything.

I knew geoff
would adore you.

You're a dead ringer
for the last two of
his three wives.

Oh, what did his
first one look like?

More like me than you,
I'm afraid.

Geoff is
a savant of sorts,

Married into a small fortune,
built it into deckard,

Sits on the boards of
half a dozen tech companies,

Owns a big piece
of all of them,

Then plows millions
into animal-related causes.

What did he have
on the mombasas?

Just one access point.
Lee chung.

Emerson-concorde imports.

(siren wailing)

(tires screech)

Who are you?
Why you do this?

Liz: F.B.I We were wondering
if you wouldn't mind

Assisting us
in an investigation
we're conducting.

What kind of
investigation?

The kind of investigation
where if you don't
help us out,

I just yell, "a gun!"

And we beat your ass
to the curb.

Chung:
I am unarmed.

You gonna cooperate?

Please say no.

What?

Nothing.

You were late
to work again.

You seem a little edgy.

(sighs)

I'm fine. Thanks, mom.

Liz: Chung's business
specializes in the importation

Of game meats and animal parts
from endangered species.

He's willing to roll over
on everyone else,

But claims he doesn't
know anything about
the mombasa cartel.

You show him the contraband
customs had tagged

In his warehouse?
Liz: Yeah.

And the estimated fees
aram worked up.

It's a lot.

Plus, 112 charges
pending.

And that didn't
rattle him?
(computer beeps)

Whoa, a flag up.
Looks like we got another one.

Pulled up this morning
in a fisherman's net
in hokkaido, japan.

Same mo, skinned.

Local m.E. Id'd him
from the serial numbers

Found on an artificial hip.

Alejandro gomez,

Bolivian.
Liz: Rocha cartel?

According to bolivian police
and wcs,

Rumors are that
gomez worked for...

The mombasa cartel.

Chung broke.

It turns out our
original victim was not
with the wanjiku cartel.

He defected a year ago
to the mombasas.

Somebody's poaching
the poachers.

(tv playing)

(cellphone rings)

Yep.
Liz: Thanks for the
24-hour reprieve.

I met with reddington
yesterday.

You told him?
I started to,

But no, I didn't.

That's too bad. It would've
been better coming from you.

I hope you understand.
I don't have a choice.

Neither do I.

Freeze! On the ground!

(handcuffs click)

(sighing)

Your father called.

He found another friend
for matthew.

I just got back.

Oh, dear lord,
listen to you go on.

I'm the one who does
all the abductions.

I'm the one who
takes all the risks

While the two of you
sit around...

We're a family.

Everyone does his part.

The poachers
your father identifies

Deserve what they get.

You should be
proud to help him

And to help
your brother, too.

I know it's hard.

But you know
I love you.

Peter,

My rock.

Hey.

Hey, mister.

You forgot.

(chuckling)
my hat.

Oh, my gosh.
I can't believe I forgot it.

It's my favorite.

Thank you.
I'm sorry, what's your name?

Zoe.
Zoe.

Thank you so much, zoe.

Oh, no, really, I can't.
No, no, please. I insist.

No, I'm good.

All right, then.

I'm kenneth, by the way.
Kenneth rathers.

Hello, kenneth.

Thank you again, zoe.
I am quite fond of this hat.

Let me see.

Very snappy, kenneth.

Later.

Taking into account
estimated time of death,

I've programmed a simulation
illustrating point of origin

By running the tidal
and ocean current data

For the dates
our two floaters washed up

In japan and russia.

Check it out.

The orange one is gomez,
and as you can see,

Both bodies were dumped
somewhere off the coast

Of sitka, alaska.

Sitka was the location
of animal underground network,

A militant
animal rights group.

Was?
Yes.

In 1971, their leader,
timothy carlyle,

Along with six others
were tried and convicted

On five counts of homicide

For stalking and killing
grizzly poachers

Up at katmai national park.

I remember that case.

Became a bit of
a cause celebre, as I recall.

Yes. The sitka seven.

Seven? Why's it always seven?

After the bust,
the whole thing imploded.

By all accounts,
the rest of the group

Were more or less
hangers-on,

Flakes, useful idiots.

Go deep on
animal underground,

See what became of
every member of the group,

Arrests, activities,
associates.

Especially those
still in sitka.

What about chung?
Cut him loose.

Put a tail on him
and see where he leads us.

Ressler,

Get packed.

I want you in sitka for
face time with anyone
samar turns up.

He's been on the fbi's
10 most wanted list for years,

But authorities may be
finally closing in

On notorious
international criminal

Raymond "red" reddington.

Acting on an anonymous tip,

Police arrested a man they say

Is a close associate
of reddington's

And who may be able
to lead them

To the elusive
concierge of crime.

Was all this
really necessary?

Tell you what,
how about I find someone

To follow you around 24/7
and see how you like it?

You know as well as I
this has nothing to do
with being followed.

This is about
being found out.

You're hiding something.
Why else risk my capture?

Ezra's not gonna talk.
I know that,

But you didn't.

And now you're holding him
in a cement box

Under a no-contact order.

Congratulations, lizzy.

You've plugged the hole,
but the dam will fail.

It's only a matter of time.

(timber timbre's
run from me playing)

Skye:
Come on, buttercup.

You just know we're gonna
wear this old thing out

If we keep playing it.
(music stops)

How's about
wheels on the bus?

Okay.

(music resumes)

Peter's coming tomorrow.

He's bringing a new friend
for you to play with.

Isn't that great?

Ho-ho-hoo.

(laughing)
look at you, kris kringle.

Time to get out now,

Before you shrivel up
like a raisin.

My, my.

Look at my big boy.

(breathing heavily)

(groaning)

(groans)

(cellphone ringing)

Ressler.

Chung disappeared
this morning.

Someone shot the agent
surveilling him with
a tranquilizer dart.

You think he might
have been abducted?

Possibly. We're not sure.
He might have fled.

We flagged his passport.

We're tracking
all international flights.

We'll keep you posted.

At this point,
the closest

Former animal underground
members that we could find

Are in anchorage.

Any prospects?

Outside of one arrest

For possession 15 years ago,
they look clean.

The ranch.
Oh, yeah.

And make a run out
to igaluk ranch.

It's the former location
of their commune.

Property was
picked up at auction

After the big bust
by wendigo llc.

I'll check it out.

The two vics were
skinned antemortem.

Presuming sitka
is the dumping site...

They were
transported alive.

You think sedated?

No doubt, but still,

Customs, security?

Someone would've...

Plus, how did they get
onto a commercial flight

Without proper
documentation?

Unless you don't
fly commercial.

Homeland security
is loath to inconvenience
the rich and powerful.

Pull information
on private jets

Departing the same days
our victims were abducted.

Crosscheck tail numbers.

See if you can
find a pattern.

Hello?

Private property.

I'm sorry.
I didn't know anyone was here.

Well, now you do.

There's signs
posted along the road.

You best leave.

I'm ressler, fbi.

You mind if I ask you
some questions?

What kind of questions?

About the former owners.

The animal underground.
You heard of them?

Yeah, a little.
They're gone now.

Them gone a long time.
Now it's just us up here.

Us?
Me.

(vehicle approaching)
my son, peter.

Anyone else?
No.

(engine turns off)
peter: Howdy.

Ressler:
You must be peter.

Yeah, peter kincaid.
And you are?

Donald ressler.
He's with the fbi.

Oh.

Anything you can tell me
about the former owners?

Never met them.

Bunch of them
went to jail, right?
Long time ago.

Sorry you came
all the way out here
for nothing. (chuckles)

That's okay.
Thanks for your cooperation.

Yeah.

What do you have there?

Goat.

Didn't the people
who used to be here
have a bunch of goats?

(scoffs) lots of people
got goats.

Do you mind
if I take a look?

Just watch your fingers.
He bites.

(groans)

Paris, two hours
after batouala disappears,

A chartered citation cj3s

Leaves a private airstrip
outside the city.

Sao paulo,
another citation departs

45 minutes after
alejandro gomez is abducted.

Same pilots?

Well, I got two
different names here,

But both check out as bogus,
so I'd say yes.

He's comfortable behind
the stick of a citation.

Why change horses?
Right.

So I checked local airports
and got a third hit.

Another citation
which departed yesterday

From westchester
at 5:12 p.M.

Chung. Did they file
a flight plan?

Bogus. All over the map.
Tokyo, dubai, paris.

Who chartered the planes?

Three separate jets,
three separate companies.

One domiciled in oslo,

The second in belgium,
the third in south africa.

They all share
a common corporate parent,

Or I should say
a common corporate

Second-uncle-cousin-sister
once removed.

Liz: What do you know
about a company called
wendigo llc?

Wendigo?

What have you found that
connects them to the cartel?

Not sure.
All we know is

Wendigo controls chartered
jets used in the abductions,

And they own a piece of
property in the same area

Where the bodies were
dumped in the ocean...

Sitka, alaska.

Used to be a commune
for a group called
animal underground.

Ressler went up there
to ask some questions.

He's fallen
out of contact.

Anchorage division's
scrambling hrt,

And samar and I are
set to rendezvous
with them in juneau.

In the meantime,

If you can dig up
any names behind wendigo...

Lizzy, be careful up there.

There's been
a change of plans.

(cage rattling)
(chung grunting)

(music playing in distance)

Did you call in?
What's happening?

Is anybody gonna come?

What the hell is that music?

No one's here.

They left us to die.

Remember, matty,

Only the animals
that are tagged.

Happy hunting.

I'll be at the house
with mom.

(beeps)

(music stops)

(door unlocks and opens)

(grunts)

Hey! Stop! Stop!

Where the hell
are you running?

(panting)

Where are we?

What do you know?
Nothing.

I don't know anything.
Like you, I just...

(howling in distance)

How long
did it take?

To get here from the ranch.
How long did it take?

Ten, 15 minutes, no more.

I passed a gas station
on the highway east of here.

If we can
get back there...

What's the matter
with you?

I'm fine. Nothing.

You looking
for your pills?

They took them.
They took everything.

(retches)

What are you?

A junkie?
You're a cop.

I'm not a junkie.

That what
all junkies say.

(arrow whooshing)

(howling)

I've been trying to
reach you for six hours.

Perl: You know
this is when I meditate.

A man from the fbi
showed up asking questions.

Peter had to
take him out.
What?

He had no choice.
He saw chung.

Is he dead?

Well, he will be.

We gave him to matthew.

Okay, listen to me.
This time can't be
like the others.

No skinning. No stuffing.
No evidence.

Tell peter.
He'll know what to do.

Matthew won't
like that.

I don't care if
matthew likes it.

I should've tipped off
the police when he began
his little hobby.

And have him locked up
in some hellhole?

He wouldn't have lasted
a month, and you know it.

He's a child.

He's your child.

I know that.

Tell peter to call me
when it's done.

Namaste, geoff.

Any intelligence
on who's up there?

Two confirmed.

Rosemary, aka skye kincaid,
and her son, peter.

The woman checks out
as an associate of
animal underground.

Local girl got knocked up
by one of their members,

A fella they called ace.

Her son pete is
an expert guide and tracker.

Anybody else?
There could be.

Word is, rosie was pregnant
again 40 years ago,

And insisted on giving
birth up at the ranch,

Refused to come in town.

Social services paid her
a visit about eight months in,

Tried to convince her
to change her mind.

They reported that
she was no longer with child.

People have talked,

Uh, hunters and whatnot,
and there's been sightings

Of somebody
or something else.

Something?

The rumor is
it's rosie's younger son.

(country music playing)

Fbi, I need to
use your phone.

Someone's after me.

Hey.

Jesus.

There you are.
Sean salter.

You went by the name
ace back then.

You left
animal underground

Two years before the
sitka seven killings
and subsequent trials.

Lucky, that.

But then you've
always had a talent

For well-timed exits.

Well, it seems, ace,

There's still some
freaks up there
living in the woods,

Skinning people and
dumping them in the bay.

Poachers,
not people.

Responsible
for the decimation

Of hundreds of wild
and endangered species.

Yes, horrific.

And if that was
your endgame,

I'd be writing you
another sizeable contribution

To keep up the good work.

But that isn't the end game,
is it, geoff?

You see, before I got involved
with your foundation,

I ran a comprehensive
background check...

All your business interests,
corporations.

Among them, a rather innocuous
shell called wendigo llc.

Everything looked fine.

Shame on me.

Turns out wendigo
holds controlling stock

In a small
but lucrative concern

Called
emerson-concorde imports

That you recently
identified to a lovely
young friend of mine

As a front for
the mombasa cartel.

Why would I kill
my own people?

You're a businessman.

As long as you were
killing off the competition,

You took the opportunity
to clear out deadwood
in your own operation.

The evidence of your guilt
is convoluted but irrefutable.

I simply cannot
fathom the journey,

The moral detours necessary

To change a man who cherished
all creatures great and small

Into one who profits
from their slaughter.

My motives have
never been about profits.

I have more money
than I'll ever need.

And there's been no journey,

No detours.

I'm the same guy
I've always been.

I'm a conservationist.

And as you point out,
I'm a businessman.

I understand the law
of supply and demand.

As long as
the market exists,

And it will
always exist,

There will be people
willing to meet the demand.

It can't be stopped.

It can be controlled.

A natural monopoly.

Exactly.

These cartels are
completely out of control.

But through
a natural monopoly,

The supply curve
can be managed.

The short-term demand
can be met

Without threatening
the long-term survival
of the species.

Geoff.

That was

Breathtaking.

An operatic perversion
of righteous intent.

But your strategy,

No matter how noble
the rhetoric,

Is betrayed

And, inevitably,
defined by your actions.

This isn't about conservation.

It's about consolidation.

We are what we do, ace.

What do you want?

A list

Identifying every
member and operative

In the mombasa cartel,

Their business entities
and distribution networks.

Or?
Or I shoot you.

Here. Now.

(country music playing)

Hey, alejandro.
That's a real sweet song.

What do you think, joe?

Yeah, me, too.

(humming)

(growling)

(groaning)

Hrt team leader:
Status?

Male subject downstairs.
Female upstairs, bathroom.

(timber timbre's
run from me playing)

(door opening)

Already?
I wasn't expecting...

Mama.

(screaming)

(gunfire)

Man: Here we go!

Liz: Freeze!

Don't cry, buttercup.

Everything's
gonna be all right.

No!

There it is.

That's everything.

The whole cartel.

You know, 29 years ago
in sierra leone,

There was a farmer
named samwel zuma

Who had the audacity
to identify

Several low-level
mombasa operatives

To local authorities.

The cartel massacred
the entire family.

All but the youngest son.

He was sold to a local ring
of flesh peddlers.

The majority of children
in those circumstances

Don't last more than
nine months.

He survived
eight years.

He was 14
when I found him.

Too old,
too tall,

Too angry and dangerous
to be of any further value.

He was left to die,

Chained to a standpipe
in the basement

Of a squalid brothel
in nairobi,

Branded, burned,

Barely alive.

So I took him.

Made him well,

Saw to his education.

He graduated university

With a bachelor's degree
in english literature.

He speaks
four languages fluently

And can get by
in a half a dozen more.

He is...

...Splendid.

His name is dembe.

Dembe zuma.

Raymond,

Don't.

That was then.

It serves no purpose
to kill him now.

You see that, geoff?

That is what
a good man does.

That is what separates
men like him

From men like you.

And me.

(camera clicks)

I've been thinking
about what to do with you.

To tell you the truth,
I haven't made a decision yet.

(sighs heavily)
the other day was close.

I thought about
telling reddington.

He'd know what to do.

But the truth is,
this is my responsibility.

One way or the other.

I've answered
all your questions.

Liz.

You can't hide me forever.