All language subtitles for Big Dogs s01e05_English

This is coming from someone

who has nothing but respect
for law enforcement

as you know, I'm from a family

that has dedicated
itself to law and order,

but I must say even I
have to ask the question

in regards to C.A.B. Group's
latest tragic misstep.

Has the time come
for C.A.B. to go?

I think, based on their
recent performance

that the answer
is a resounding...

Did you spring Arun?

What is knocking
too much to ask?

[Knocking]
Hello. Good fucking morning.

How are you? Arun's gone.
Did you do it?

Why would I do that?

He's gone.

So you said.

Mark Shewkesbury
been sprung, too.

Who the fuck
is Mark Shewkesbury?

The suit I busted
from the brothel,

who also tried to bribe me,
so I'm taking his release

a little fucking
personally this morning.

Well, don't get fucking
personal with me.

I've got my own
problems at the moment.

They're both gone.

I fucking heard you
the first time, Liesl.

All their charges were dropped.

They're not even in
the system anymore.

Since when does OCID concern
itself with C.A.B. busts?

It doesn't. Until it does.

You had no right releasing Arun.

You had no right picking him up.

How did you even know about it?

Let's just say I heard a
bird squawking in the hall.

He's a material witness in
an ongoing investigation.

Is that what you're
calling it these days?

Arun has a rap sheet for
controlled substances.

He should be barred
from even driving that cab.

Yeah, and if TLC wasn't
more or less shuttered

maybe there would
have been oversight.

Well, you denying that Arun's

getting preferential
treatment from OCID?

Oh, let's just skip to the end.

You want to file a
complaint against me

saying I interfered with an
ongoing C.A.B. investigation?

I just fucking might.

Good on you.

When it comes up for review
I'll let everyone know

about Liesl and Turse's
little torture chamber

in the back seat
of their cab.

How they lit up poor, brown Arun

for an indefinite period
of time, a la the riots,

you remember the last
time someone from C.A.B.

threw some juice into
a person of color.

It's really becoming a thing
for you people, ain't it?

You wouldn't do that.

Call my bluff. I'm begging ya.

Why the hell do you
need Mark Shewkesbury?

Who's that?

From the brothel bust.

Never heard of him.

Oh, bullshit.

Okay, you got me.

Listen, just swing by my office

later, I'll confess
to everything.

Even the dumb shit
you've been pulling.

You're telling me you
didn't release him?

Where are you taking me?

You can't just...

Hey guys, you gotta
take me to a precinct.

You know that.

McKeutchen.

Who? Yeah, no.
I know who you are.

Yeah, I read your
column this morning.

Well, I think you have a talent
for comprehending complexity.

I'm saying you're fair.
Yeah, that's right.

Well, I'm not really
at liberty to, um...

How would something
like that exactly work?

There is something you
don't see every day.

[Speaking a foreign language]

[Speaking a foreign language]

He means the bond program.

[Speaking a foreign language]

No food court left unfinished.

[Speaking a foreign language]

[Speaking a foreign language]

Madam Speaker.

No, I don't blame you. You
had as much to lose as I did.

I don't know yet.

No, I haven't made up my mind.

I have a few ideas.

I will let you
know when I decide.

I will have your full
support when I do, yes?

I feel I've been very generous,
I would hate to think...

Well, I am happy
to know your commitment.

I'll be in touch.

Everything okay?

Everything's manageable.

Barely missed that last night.

It was time. Besides, I'm not
the one on the defensive now.

[Speaking a foreign language]

[Cell phone pings]

You have three
cabdrivers murdered and,

instead of conducting
an open investigation,

you immediately
assume the drivers

have been complicit
in criminal activity?

Yes.

I think what he means...

Your partner was quite clear.

Maybe, one of them was skimming.

Taxi drivers cannot "skim."

How can you be sure?

The meter records the place
and time of each fare.

It's connected to the
engine of the taxi cab

and cannot be disabled.

If your goal is to blame the cab
drivers for their own deaths,

I suggest you look elsewhere.

Thank you for coming in.

Thank you for seeing me.

So, how do we proceed?

You want help. I want access.

Let's start there.

But you believe in
what C.A.B.'s doing?

I wouldn't be here otherwise.

But you could be
looking for some bad press,

where it's not so easy to find.

Bad things don't hide
in the shadows, anymore.

It's all out on the open.

What you're doing,
why you're doing it,

that's what I'm after.

That's what's fallen
through the cracks.

I can trust you.

If I wanted to write
a hatchet piece,

I wouldn't need access
from you to do it.

So that's a "yes"?

Why don't we get
past the first date

before we start matching
curtains and sharing feelings.

You'd admit drivers are under
pressure when it comes to money.

Buying a medallion.

Securing funds to buy a car,
having it prepared for taxi use.

Then there is gas, insurance,

maintenance, emissions checks,
garaging and city road tax.

There are costs.

And failure to pay
any of those costs

would render their taxicab
legally inoperable, of course.

But having financial
obligations in this world

does not predispose
someone to criminality.

How would a cab driver
get that kind of money,

especially with the new loan
regulations after the crash?

The Javaid Tariq Corporation.

It is a experimental paradigm.

And, to answer your
next question, yes,

I do know off-hand that Mr. Khan

had a relationship
with the Javaid.

Where is the Javaid
Tariq Corporation?

I can give you their address.

That won't be necessary.

[Speaking a foreign language]

[Under his breath]
What the fuck?

Large Americano with
two extra shots.

Hi, can I help you?

Large Americano.
Two extra shots.

This is Leisl this is Turse.
They're C.A.B.

Ronney Radiant.

She writes for
The Wall Street Journal.

Don't read.

Nice to meet you.

How about a spotlight
on these guys?

No.

You said I got access.

Why you want to be cops?

Makes me throb and pulse.

Shoot bad guys in the face.

Okay. Got it.
We'll stick with Santiago then.

I'll be in touch.

I'll look forward to it.

Renny!

It's Brian.

Yes.

From college.

Of course. Brian, how are you?Hey!!

Good, you know, Jeannie and
I got the hell out of dodge

after the crash, but I'm still
coming in to make the cheddar.

Same grind, different ringtone.

Americano. Extra shots.

Kinda sums it all up,
don't you think?

What's that?

Only in America would we call

a watered down espresso
an "Americano."

Hence the extra shots.

Always were prepared.

That's me.

Your card's been declined.

Oh, that must be a mistake.

Could you try it again?

I guess.

That looks painful.

Oh, yeah. Squash.

Same old Renny. You animal.

You're well?

First rate.
Jeannie and I are solid.

We've taken a bit of a
walk on the mild side

but with everything
else going on,

boring is a specialty item.

Right.

Besides I can't
rock the boat now,

Jeannie's pregnant again.

Oh, congratulations.

Thanks, man. You know,
exciting times for sure.

Definitely changes
the channel though.

Gonna have to finish out
the basement for the kids,

no more man cave for Brian.

Kids will need
a place to wander.

Can't take them
to the park, anymore.

Right.

Yeah, nobody wants to see that.

So between work and home,

the days really
do get on with it.

Where do you find the
time to be young?

Hey, this is being young, man.

Gotta lock down the house

while I still have
a full-time job.

Get a mortgage.

Fix a place up while I
still have paychecks coming in.

Who knows what's going
to happen next, right?

You gotta be old to be young.Am I right, brah?

This is being young, man.

Reminds me of what
you used to say in college.

This is being young, man.

Am I right, brah?

You used to say in college.

Come on, Brian.

This is how it happens.

What's that?

Isn't that what you used to
say in college all the time?

This is how it happens.

Yes, I, uh...

Truer words were never spoken.
Am I right, brah?

You absolutely are.

Denied.

Uh, that really can't be right.

I got this.

No, Brian. Don't...

Hey, not another word.

Barry, the usual.

You got it, Brian.

My man.

Been having trouble
with the magnetic strip.

Sure, sure, world we live in.

Yeah.

Good seeing you, Brian.

Hey, yeah. Good to
see you, too, Renny.

Thanks for the coffee.

That's a coffee you owe me.

Done.

I should really go.

Hey, go kill it, killer.

Oh, and uh, you really
should keep in touch, okay.

Absolutely, Brian. Thanks again.

Great seeing you.

You, too.

You want to tell me what
happened back there?

How you already know about
this place we're gonna visit?

And which Indian language
were you speaking with Divya?

You've spoken with
Raj's wife, too, right?

It was Indian, which one?

Hindi.

Hindi?

They teach you Hindi at ESU?

The way you speak Spanish,

that's part of your
ESU training, as well?

Living in this country teaches
me how yo speak Spanish.

She's sharp. Divya.

I don't know. There's,
there's something about her.

She's a hijra.

A what?

Hijra. Intersexual.

In India,
they're called "The Third Sex".

Wait. She's not a woman?

That's...

Normal.

Normal?

Long history of
intersexuals in South Asia.

Hijra.

This thing is
slow as fucking, fuck.

Restarts like a
motherfucker, too.

Call tech support.

There is no tech
support anymore.

This is bullshit.

Welcome to admin.

That brothel bust was perfect.

Got fucked like a "John."

Fucking released them all.

Is that entirely true?

True enough.

No. I mean, did they
really release everyone?

Everyone that mattered.

Even the bouncer?

Which one?

The one running security
at the front door?

The one you knucklefucked.

Now, that's a question.

Fucking thing, come on!

Wait, here we go.

Edict Tu...

Tush...

Edict two shits.

He hasn't posted bail yet.

So he's here.

We got him.

Hello.

Ma?

Renny?

Mom!

Renny, I fell.

You okay?

It happened so fast. I was
just trying to make some tea.

Are you hurt?

I was trying to make some tea.

It's okay, Ma.

Oh, I'm sorry, Renny.

No, stop. Don't apologize.

I don't want to be a bother.

You're not.

Your father would be
so disappointed in me.

Don't say that.

It's true.

It's not. Are you okay.

So I think so.

Oh, do you still want some tea?
Can I make you some tea?

Oh my God, Renny. Your face.

What happened?

It's nothing. I fell.

You fell, too?

Yeah, I did, but I'm fine.

Here why don't I
make you some tea.

I'll boil some water.

How's your tea?

It's just right. Thank you.

Ma?

Yes, Renny.

I was wondering.

Oh, what is it?

No, nothing, nothing.

Oh, Renny. I just remembered.

Ma. No. You don't
have to do this.

You take this
and you put it away.

And don't argue with me.

No, Ma. Really. I'm good.

Take it and put it in the bank.

Thanks, Mom.

Don't thank me.

Your father would have
wanted me to give you this.

Oh my goodness, Renny,
what happened to your face?

Think you're a big man
taking a cheap shot like that?

Think that makes you strong?

You're a small man.

That is all you will ever be.

How did C.A.B. get this far?

Not their keeper.

You were tasked to watch this.

This. Not them.

Why am I talking to you at all?

I'm keeping my
end of the bargain.

And yet I am still not
getting what I want.

I can't help that.

Wrong.

What is it that's so
important about the speaks?

You mean what was so important?

Why don't you want
me doing my job?

I don't recall questions being
a part of our arrangement.

I don't recall having
this much heat on me.

You're fine.

Is that right?

You were saying?

Shit.

Need your signature, Bhai.

Detectives Santiago and More,
Citywide Anticrime Bureau.

Yes?

We're investigating the
murders of three cabdrivers.

Our intelligence suggests that
at least one of those victims

may have tried to gain
employment with your corporation

at some point within
the last year.

How may I help?

We'd like to review your
employee application records.

I can have them
scanned and sent to you

first thing tomorrow morning.

You, uh, you're an ex-driver?

Current driver.

My compliments.

Thank you, Detective.

My foreman, Manesh
and I spent many nights

planning the layout
of this service area.

There hasn't been a diesel
medallion issued since 1984.

How'd you get one?

We are allowed the
choice of taxicabs

by giving the TLC what
it asked for, Detective.

Self-sufficiency.

Taxi drivers are
independent contractors,

by law, they can't unionize.

How'd you get
them health insurance?

You seem to know a bit about
my business. May I ask how?

No.

C'mon Eddie.

Edek.

That's what I said.

I already told you all you know.

You know how I
know that's not true?

It is true.

I know it's not true.

Because every single
person from that bust

has been bailed out.

Except you.

No one's come for you.

What did you do
to become so unpopular?

I am a working man.

I work for my money.

If you're such a great worker

how come your employer
hasn't come to your aid?

Cause you're too hot, fuckhead.

I think that...No!

You don't.

He's right.

I'll tell you what
I think though.

I'd listen.

I think you're not
in such a hurry to get out.

Bet you won't get
Employee of the month sticker.

No fist pump.

Salary raise.

I bet right now
all you want to do

is get on the
next plane outta here.

Bet you've had enough
of the American Dream,

now that you've finally got
around to read the fine print.

Am I right, Ed?

Edek.

I bet your boss is
waiting for you to be released.

Wouldn't it be nice, if you gave
us something more important

for him to think
about then, you.

Times up, Edward.

Edek.

Fuck you.

Fuck you more.

We help you or hurt you. Decide.

If I help you, you promise
you will do what you say?

You will give me a deal,
not like the other guy?

What other guy?

The other Detective.

What other Detective?

The one who talked to me before.

He's got a funny voice.

Why don't you start by
telling us what you told him.

You don't know?

Humor us.

Yeah, and then you can tell
us what you didn't tell him.

You do that,
and I'll get you a better deal.

Where's the money coming from?

I don't suppose you know what
a hawaladar is, Detective?

I don't.

Think of it as the
Islamic world's

oldest off-balance-sheet
transaction.

A hawaladar's job
is to transfer money

from one party in one location
to a second party in another.

The transaction may,
and often does,

transcend international borders.

Our hawaladar's eldest
son is an executive

at the Abu Dhabi
Investment Authority,

what you would call here
a sovereign wealth fund.

Sovereign wealth fund.

We'll need copies of your
financial statements,

receipts of
purchased equipment,

copies of
inspection certificatesFuck, he's stepping
all over this.

by the TLC, DEP, DOB,We should just shoot this prick.

and any other city agency
you went through to obtain

permission to set
up your operation.

I have nothing to hide.

Why'd you go with the Minilites?

Couldn't get Sunraysias?

Not for the Liberies,

and they'd never fit
over the brakes we got.

Tell your painter
he did a great job.

I will.[Cell phone pings]

Do you get a lot of
drivers from other garages

applying to work here?

Of course. Drivers moonlight at
different garages all the time.

And every driver in town
wants to work with us.

Did you keep records
of all those applicants?

I appreciate Renny
making this introduction.

Renny's no longer
with Round-Off.

I'm sad.

I'm listening.

The Staff Girls of Le Yef
are my brand, which is hot.

Your brands,
Round-Off magazine,

FTQO Sports network,

and Krakitch Ratings,
they're not.

I'm not sure we see
things the same way.

I see a tested, trending product

that's ready for
mainstream consumption.

What do you see?

Liability.

A failing eye like
that is pervasive.

My business is doing fine.

Your business is fucked.

You own 80% of a network

that's down to it's
lowest subscriber rate

since the crash,
thanks to the cord-cutters,

another 80% of a ratings
agency that most people blame

for the crash, which is
currently the object

of three Federal probes,
and a magazine

that's less than 20% editorial
content which is down 60%

ad revenue,
last year alone.

You're too closely associated
with Le Yef and now,

by extension, dead kids,
white kids I might add.

I've never seen the
press this excited.

Congratulations, I was
convinced that print was dead.

It sounds like you're
the one's that are fucked.

Out of the ashes, I rise.

Redemption was last season.

Oh, what's this season?

Timing.

That's rich coming from you.

On your watch, this company
has gone from zero debt,

to drowning in it.

You have financed every
corporate acquisition

you've made with debt,

and now those properties
aren't generating enough revenue

to service the
interest on that debt,

let alone the principal.

You need money, fast.

You want to talk timing?

I'm bringing you the
Staff Girls of Le Yef.

You cross-promote them across
all your media brands,

you reach out to
your advertisers.

We'll go from brand launch to
merchandising in six months.

Okay.

And I control all the rights,

and we split all net
revenues down the middle.

Hey!From now on,
I'm your silent partner.

Done deal.

I didn't...

Marcus.

I'm not going...

Look in my eyes.

Stand.

Shake my hand.

Tell me when we get started.

I'll have my assistant
set something up

for later in the week.

No. You call me.

Okay.

Get to work.

[phone rings]

What is so goddamned
important you fucking...

You're not near More, are you?

No. Why?

Cause he's been doing his
own shadow investigation.

Fuck are you talking about?

He's been sweating the
bouncer from our brothel bust.

[Speaking a foreign language]

So did we sweated him too.
And we were persuasive.

He was cooperative.

We got everything he gave More

and I think we got a few
things More didn't get.

We're on our way back now.

Does McKeutchen, know?

Fuck no.

Hey asshole, I know about Edek.

Edek.

Enough with this
cloak-and-dagger bullshit.

I think it's time we clear
the air once and for all.

Fuck are you doing.

Two o'clock, fifty meters, blue
four door.

The plate's coming back as
a flower delivery vehicle,

which means it's either stolen

or whoever sent it

doesn't want us to
find out who they are.

We're cops. You think they're
really going to fuck with us?

Let's find out.

Hey, I got the fuckin' keys.

Me too. Copied them.

You fucking did what?

Get in.

Coño.

Just texted coordinates
to the NYPD Aviation Unit.

I need air support. Now.

Fuck you talking about?

McKeutchen said you
came up through traffic.

So?

Show me.

This doesn't make
any fucking sense.

Call Traffic Ops dispatcher,

tell him to get uniforms
to block downtown

Second Avenue traffic at 60th
on the Manhattan side

of the Queensboro Bridge.

Tell him to get some ALPR
cars along 60th street corridor

between Second and Fifth Avenue.

This is Detective Santiago,
C.A.B. Group One...

Holy shit!!!

Hey!!

Let's slow down. Slow down.

Why don't we just
let them catch us?

Identifying your target is just
as important as taking them out.

ALPR cars are back up
in case they get by us,

but I have a faster way
to figure out who's in that car.

Letting them catch us
sounds fast to me.

This fucking doesn't
make any sense, man.

Central!

Central?

Need a surge patrol
from the Police academy

at East 20th straight
up Third Avenue.

Now!

Fuck that!

Get me McKeutchen.

Fuck you, get me McKeutchen,
now!

Yo! Why you taking
the upper roadway?

For the view?