All language subtitles for Deception (2008)

10:53 p.m.

Sorry for scaring you.
I was just heading home.

- We met before in the can.
- Oh, you're Wyatt, right?

Yeah. So, you working late or
you downloading a multitude of porn.

I have to be out of here by tomorrow
so I'm just trying to finish up.

- What about you?
- You kidding? This is an early night.

Hard to believe once upon a time...

it was a measure of a man's success
on how little he worked.

What's the deal? Our firm hires you
to bless our books they send you?

I'm the audit manager, yeah. I handle
the same 7 or 8 clients every year.

I must've done Stern
for something like 4 years now.

- Wow. So you like this work?
- I do. The order of it appeals to me.

The symmetry.

It's alright, I guess,
if you like workin' with numbers.

Do you like being a lawyer?

It's alright, I guess,
if you like workin' with assholes.

- I'm probably disturbing you, so...
- Hey, no, it's alright. I'm almost done.

- Really.
- Oh.

So...

Worth and Berman, huh?
Did they headhunt you?

Yeah. My senior year of college.
They subsidized my graduate degree.

Ah, I see.
So you were poor, right?

I guess I was kind of poor.
I was brought up by my mom on her own...

and she died when I was 19
so it was kind of like a lifeline.

- Wow. Sounds like you needed it.
- I'm sure there's a lot of people

- that had it worse.
- Not here.

Practically every suit I know
is Harvard by way of Andover.

- Are you?
- Oh, hell no. No, no.

- I'm Princeton by way of Exeter.
- But that's like the same. Oh yeah.

So, Jonathan...

I think I have something here
which might help you to focus.

- You smoke?
- Not for a long time.

Good. This'll give you a real buzz,
then.

I don't know...
I just sometimes feel so, uh...

you know... removed.

I work for one of the biggest
accounting firms in the world...

and there's not so much as a desk there
to prove it. My new senior manager...

I haven't even met him in person yet.

I try and meet people at work
but it's always the same.

To the accounting staff I'm a pain because
for 2 weeks they must hold their breath.

They hope I don't pick up
any of their screw-ups.

To everyone else I'm just a temporary fixed
so I bother them.

Sometimes...

I sit and I look through the glass,
and I see life..

- literally passing me by.
- Jonathan.

Yeah?

By the clock on that wall you have been
talking for 37 minutes straight.

I don't remember a word I said.

So, God says to Jesus...

I haven't felt this good
since I saw Van Halen in '97.

Stand clear of the closing doors, please.

- Is this the train to Canal Street?
- Yes, this is the right train.

So, I guess that's it.
This is my report for Mr. Cross.

Could you point me towards
Wyatt Bose's office, please?

- Who?
- Wyatt Bose. He's one of your...

Hey, quit looking down Daphne's shirt.

So, get in, get out, huh? So where's next?

Clancey Funds on Friday
and then Clute-Nichols after that.

Sounds like fun.
Wait up a sec.

- Good to meet you, Jonathan.
- You, too.

So... wait.
You have the day off tomorrow?

How's your backhand?

- I'm sorry.
- Good game.

Commiserations, McQuarry.

You develop a killer instinct,
you'll beat the crap out of me.

When these things first came out,
I think I was a frosh at boarding school.

Geez, where did you get this thing?
You steal it from Jimmy Connors?

- What is this? Natural gut, hm?
- No, natural gut and Kevlar.

I should have 'em replaced.
They're pretty frayed.

Those two girls were so pretty.

You don't get much, do you?

- Do you mean sex?
- No, flood insurance.

How many women have you slept with?

Of course you know. Everyone knows.

- Maybe four.
- Maybe four?

Alright. Four. What about you?

- Me? I have no idea.
- You just said everyone knows.

I meant everyone like you.
C'mon, hurry up. Let's go for a drink.

You can borrow something of mine.
Ah. Guten Abend, Herr Kleiner.

This way, Jonathan.

Like it?

It's a Gerhard Richter. Actually,
Kleiner, the guy we just saw downstairs.

He's a hotshot art dealer.

He hooked me up with this
fantastic gallery in Munich.

I'll be back in a second.

Try this one.

What?

C'mon, Jonathan.

You remind me of this guy, Jamie Getz.
I met him my freshman year at Princeton.

Oh, he was real smart. He was witty, too,
when you loosened him up. But he had...

It was bounday. Now you assume
that it was never scaled out.

The truth is he was the only one guarding.

- What happened to him?
- Oh, he killed himself.

What?

You're kidding.

- Go get changed.
- Down here?

Down there.
Second door on the right.

Okay, Jonathan, so just the four, huh?

Oh, come on.
Now, look...

I've never been too adventuresome.

-What's the lamest?
- Well, I once...

- No, c'mon, share it with the group.
- I once phoned one of those sex lines.

- Alright, now we�re talking.
- I talked to girl named Star.

I ended up explaining a Section 179
deduction on the new Escalade.

- You paid to give tax advice on a sex line?
- That's about the size of it.

Oh, thank you for sharing, Jonathan.
That is pretty lame.

Oh, hello.

- Do you... is she looking at me?
- Yeah, she's looking at you.

- No, she's not. C'mon.
- Maybe it's the suit?

Listen, you don't think
women have the same urges?

Successful women working their asses off
to stay that way?

And?

Well, let's just say there's a way
that it can be taken care of.

You make it sound like a mob hit.

- Had a good time tonight?
- I had a really good time tonight.

- I did. I had a great time.
- Whoa. I wasn't sure at one point.

No, I'm shy. But...

Thank you. And thanks for the tennis
and for takin' me out.

It's okay. Tennis anytime.
Particularly if you play that badly.

At the corner, please.
The Waldorf Astoria.

I gotta go meet somebody.

- Take care. Have a nice night.
- I'll call you tomorrow.

Any problems,
you'll want to see Julie Levinson.

She's our Assistant Controller.

But, like I said,
I don't anticipate any problems.

- Never had any before.
- Okay. Thanks.

It's really nice out here.
I usually just brown bag it.

You have to get outside. Those fluorescent
lights will kill you. I read about them.

Hello.

Shit. No, I got it here. Hold on.

See if you can change it to the 6:30
out of JFK flight #4. Right. Yeah.

Rutherford wants me to join him
in London ASAP.

We're papering some finance with Lloyds.
I tell you about this?

No, no, you didn't.

- I'll be gone a couple weeks.
- Sounds sort of interesting.

Gonna be as boring as sin, but...
Anyhow, I gotta get back.

- Ready?
- Alright.

That's disgusting.
I don't want to hear that.

Why?

That's repulsive.
Don't ever tell anyone that. Ever.

You're the kind of girl that pees
in front of men, aren't you?

What goes in the Xerox Room
stays in the Xerox room.

Jonathan McQuarry, hello.

Hello?

Wyatt? I've got your cell phone. I guess,
you've got mine. What a pain in the ass.

You're probably in the air right, so,
if you get this, call me on your phone.

I'll speak to you later. Take care.

- Mr. Lewman. Hi.
- Hello.

Actually, Mr. Lewman, there was something
I wanted to talk to you about. Excuse me.

- Hello?
- Are you free tonight?

Look, this isn't actually...
Sorry, could you just hold on a sec?

Mr. Lewman, my bedroom...
I think I have a leak.

I was hoping you could take a look.
McQuarry. 631.

Right. McQuarry. Yeah,
I'll get to it soon as I can.

Hello? Anyone there?

- Hello?
- Are you free tonight?

- Actually, I am, but this isn't Wyatt.
- Sorry, I didn't get that.

- Well, I am free, but...
- Could you be at The Dylan in one hour?

I guess so, but...

- Are you waiting for me?
- Yes, I think so.

- Would you like a drink or something?
- No, thanks.

I've got a conference call
with Tokyo early in the morning.

- Shall we go?
- Yes.

- Have you been in this hotel before?
- No.

Look, the person who you thought
you were talking to isn't me.

- You're not who I spoke to on the phone?
- No, no... Yes, yes, I am.

- But...
- What's wrong?

- Are you not attracted to me?
- Oh, you're beautiful.

It's just you called me
and I came here but I don't...

- You don't?
- I'm not too sure what's going on.

You're not too sure what's going on?

Sit down. Sit down.

- Hello.
- Hey, you're up early.

- Hey! How's London?
- Rainy. So you got mine, I got yours.

Yeah, I must've grabbed it at lunch
before you left.

No big deal.
I already had my work calls forwarded here.

Oh, alright.

- So, did I get any calls?
- Yes, you did.

- And?
- Well...

- What the hell was that?
- I knew it. You met up with someone.

- I thought you would call me back.
- Oh, spare me. I woulda done the same.

- So how was it?
- It was really amazing, actually. She...

Shit. I'll call you later. The want me
in a meeting. I wand to hear all about it.

- Alright.
- As for my phone, feel free to use it.

Okay. Thanks.

Yes?

Hello. Uh...

- Yes?
- Are you free tonight?

- Where?
- Where, right.

- The Dylan Hotel.
- Perhaps The Park Avenue.

In the bar, half past eleven.

If you are who you don't seem to be,
you're late.

- Excuse me?
- Are you?

Late, or who I'm not supposed to be?

Either.

Yes, I am late,
and I am who I don't seem to be.

Alright, then.

- Could you put this on the room, please?
- Yes, ma'am.

I don't have a room.

You're rather new to this, aren't you?

The initiator is responsible for the room.
That's one of the rules.

- Oh. So I should...
- Precisely.

Oh. Excuse me.

Frankly, I'm surprised whoever
sponsored you didn't explain more.

Downstairs, you talked about a rule.
Are there others?

No rough stuff. If that's your thing,
take it elsewhere.

- No business talk, and no names.
- Right.

- How did you get into this?
- A friend of mine...

He introduced you to the list
but failed to explain the basics?

Well, he had to leave town.
I'm doing something wrong here, aren't I?

It's not that. You just strike me
as something of a stowaway.

If it wasn't for the $4,000 suit,
I'd say you didn't belong here at all.

This is us.

Although,
someone obviously thought you did.

And I'm a sucker for bashful boys.

Can I ask you something?

- Why do you do this?
- For the same reason that men do it.

The economics of the arrangement.

Intimacy without intricacy.

I work past midnight almost every night.

The last dinner I had that wasn't business
was about a year ago.

Hey, Wyatt, it's Jonathan.
I haven't heard from you, but...

I guess
you must be pretty swamped over there.

Look, I just wanted to say thank you.

Wait. Wait. Before we...

The thing is, I know you.
I mean, not "know you" exactly.

We met before in the Times Square
subway station. It had been raining,

and you asked me if the train stops
at Canal Street.

No.

Wait. It just feels a little strange,
that's all.

Why? Because you've seen me before?

- Maybe. It's just...
- C'mon, what's the problem?

Okay...

I guess it is a little bit
of a gear shift.

Maybe some other time.

Oh, no, please. What I mean is...

By any chance... are you hungry?

Mm, you have a little bit of...
of ketchup on your chin.

- Oh. I'm sorry. I'm a messy eater.
- No, it's okay. So am I. Here.

- There you go.
- Thank you.

- You have a little piece of...
- Oh, what, onion in my hair?

So what do you do for a living?

I sit behind glass
and I watch people pass like fish.

- You work in a bank?
- I'm sort of an accountant.

I bet that's what you always
dreamed of being when you grew up.

Oh, yeah, I'm livin' the dream.
Feel free to leave now.

Still here.

- But how about you?
- No.

No, no, no, I'm afraid that we're
still on you.

- Frank.
- Frank?

You look like a Frank.

- By the way, my name is...
- Oh, sh.

You know the rules. No names.

Yeah, but the rules seem to specify
no conversation either.

Okay. How 'bout I tell you my name,
if you guess.

Oh, you're in real trouble here.
You see, I am very good at this.

- What are you very good at?
- Problem solving. It's what I do.

I'm very good at identifying hierarchical
relationships and binary posits.

- Is that right?
- Absolutely.

And this talent can be applied
to finding anything.

For example,
I know that your name begins with an S.

- How do you know that?
- I saw your key chain on your purse.

- Wow. Excellent work.
- Thank you. So, the things we know are

A, your name begins with an S.
B, you have a white coat.

And C...

And C, you do not know
your way around the subway.

That's true.

Now all I do is extrapolate from
these known qualities and your name...

is...

Sybil.

- Sophie. You're definitely a Sophie.
- Wait, with an "ie" or a "y"?

- Either.
- Neither.

- How about Syd, as in Syd Charisse?
- No, she was Syd with a C.

- Yeah, but maybe you spell it with an S.
- I do not.

- Sexy Steffi was lookin' for a train...
- No.

- Sunbeam.
- Oh, God, do I look like a Sunbeam?

Absolutely.

Well, then, that's it.

- I told you I was good at this.
- I'm very impressed.

I'm crashing.

I'd really like to see you again.
Not in a hotel.

Hm, well... we'll see about that.

- Maybe tomorrow?
- It is tomorrow.

- Hello?
- Are you free tonight?

- Hey, are you back?
- I wish. It's friggin' anarchy here.

Hang on. Hello?

- Housekeeping.
- Uh, could you come back? Thanks.

- Sorry.
- Where are you?

- I'm in the Soho Grand.
- Soho Grand, huh?

- Sounds like you've been enjoying yourself.
- I have. I met this girl last night,

and I broke all the rules and I had
an honest-to-God conversation with her.

- That's extremely naughty of you.
- Who is she, Romeo?

I have no idea, really. I don't know
very much about her yet, but...

- I'm gonna see her again.
- I don't want to dampen your spirits...

- What?
- You met her through the list.

She's different. Trust me.

- So when are you back?
- Hard to say.

It's back-to-back bullshit here.
But next week, I hope.

Well, good luck.
I'll see you when you get back.

You, too.

- Hello?
- Are you free tonight?

I'm sorry, you have the wrong number.

- Hello?
- Hey, are you free tonight?

Can you meet me in Chinatown,
on Doyer Street? Say, eight o'clock?

Okay.

I got you a present.

- Thank you.
- It looks great on you.

- Let's go.
- Yeah.

We'd like... we'd like one of these.

And... one of these...
oh, and that.

Thank you.

- What did you order?
- I have absolutely no idea.

- How do you know we�ll like it?
- How do you know we won't?

This is so not my life.

Ever since that night on the subway
I haven't stopped thinking about you.

I'm not sure I believe you.

I mean, you're in a sex club.
I'm not judging you. I'm in there, too.

But don't say you've been
solemnly holding a torch for me for...

- long now, one month?
- Point taken.

I got you a present.

Oh, he is so cute.

Thank you.

- Here.
- Thanks.

What is that?

Ginseng gum.

It's terrible.

I guess
it does sort of taste like hairspray.

I think I got it now.
I think your name is Suki.

What? What are you thinking about?

- I don't want to complicate your life.
- No...

I want all the complications you've got.

Maybe you should go?

Maybe you should stay.

I know we decided not to rush, but...

Just for the record, I'm doing everything
I can just to apply the brakes here.

Oh, me too.

Our parents would be proud.

But just say...

Say what?

If we acted...

just suddenly tore off the rest of these
clothes to consummate their deep...

human needs in a frenzy of...

Fucking and sucking.

Beautifully put.

- You were saying?
- Well...

- Who could blame these two people?
- Who could possibly judge them?

Who would know?

- I got it.
- Where are you going?

Ice.

Oh, you gonna get some ice, huh?

There's a machine out in the hallway.
I'll be right back.

I'll get the ice.
You stay here, I'll get the ice.

- Jonathan. Wait.
- No, I'll go.

Would you like some help?

I can manage. Thank you.

I can't get the card to work.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello!

Hello?

Sir. Sir!

Mr. McQuarry, Detective Russo.