All language subtitles for Big Dogs s01e07_English

Tell me.

He's military.

The calls you made
to Camp Lejune,

which were reported,
were right on target.

That's where he
started his training.

After he was finished
he went off the grid.

Black Ops.
Afghanistan. Iraq.

Doesn't answer to anyone,
not even the President.

He's a ghost.

That ticket you managed to find,

is the only evidence
he even exists.

Why him?

Uncle Sam was worried
about our city.

We had riots, bankruptcy,
lack of food and water.

Hey, it's no big deal.

Just a breakdown of
society as we know it.

This city needed bailing out;
which meant a shit ton of money.

But seeing as our money
wasn't worth anything anymore,

we had our fair share
of over-seas investors.

You just told me
the money was Federal.

You said C.A.B. was still
trading in American dollars.

C.A.B. is as far as I know.

Are you saying this is happening

in other departments
in the city?

Noricum Ripense.

That's why More's here?

You'll have to ask him that.

I don't need to
talk to him to know

that his being here is a

violation of the
Posse Comitatus Act.

Look at you, "“night school."”

Anyhow you're wrong.

The PCA was a
product of Reconstruction.

After the Civil War,

the Army had garrisons
all over the South,

where they had
bushwhackers and the Klan

and other outstanding
citizens exercising

their constitutional
right to be assholes.

The civil policing that
the Army was forced

to carry out meant that they
were getting sucked into

"“political situations"”
that Congress figured

that federal troops had
no business being in.

And it's supposed
to keep the military

from prosecuting
civil law enforcement.

PCA itself,
is a statute from 1878.

Title Eighteen.

It's not a
constitutional provision.

The military can
and does get involved.

But there are no boundaries,

not as you imagine them.

Why would you agree to this?

C.A.B. was finished
after the riots.

I wasn't.

They reached out to me,
I made my deal.

And I did it for the city.

Besides...

I'm a friend of the Corps.

Go see More.

I need to hear the rest.

I told you too much already.

He knows we're talking.

He'll text you where to meet.

What if I don't
like what I hear?

Kid, you're gonna hate it.

How much of One Police Plaza
knows what you're doing here?

Commissioner. Maybe the DA. AG.

Why were you talking
to DC Derricks?

Derricks is head of
Counter Terror operations,

he asked to be kept in the loop.

What were you talking about?

He was curious if I was the only
operator embedded in the NYPD.

Are you?

What are you?

I'm a scar.

A what?

S C A R/H U M I N T.

It stands for strike
coordination, reconnaissance.

Human Intelligence.

That's what you are?

That's what I do.

Who sent you?

Classified.

Oh, no, no, no, pendejo,

that song doesn't
play here anymore.

Who sent me won't
help you understand

this thing any better.

Mother fucker you called
me to come to you, I'm here.

Start fucking talking.

And tell you what?

The fucking truth.

What will that do?

Don't you...

Set you free?

[Speaking a foreign language]

The truth will
just cut you loose.

Fuck you.

Hey, Carl.

Jesus fuckin'...

Fucking.

I didn't see the ocean
til I was seventeen.

Spent a lot of time
in it during training.

Taught me something
I didn't know, the ocean.

I like coming here when I can.

Reminds me.

Oh, of what?

We need to work
together on this.

If it makes you feel better,
I'll tell you what I can.

What I can't,
I'll help you get there.

Your voice, what's, what's
wrong with your voice?

I was out on a long patrol with
my unit and we were ambushed.

I took a piece
of RPG to the throat.

The scar tissue
presses on my larynx.

It hurts to talk?

It requires an effort
to speak clearly.

So, you are a SCAR.

Does that mean you're
a soldier, a spy?

You're asking
the wrong questions.

I'm not asking your questions.

It's disappointing.

When I'm not in the room
you ask all the right ones.

Who I am...

Who is putting operators like me

into the police force
is irrelevant.

Why?

Because I don't make
policy and neither do they.

We're just the
ones who execute it.

Don't ask who. Don't ask what.

Ask why. Why would someone
send me to New York City?

Okay, why? Why are you here?

You already know
part of that answer.

The United Arab Emigrates fund.

That's one part.

And the other part?

Who's involved with it.

And who's that?

The name would
mean nothing to you.

What's important is that
they built a network here,

it's moving drugs
and other contraband

through speaks
connected by cabs.

Bringing them in could tell us

everything about
the bigger picture.

What bigger picture?

Treasury started
following us after

the Narc Sharks
arrested Shewkesbury.

They didn't care about C.A.B.

They cared about him, right?

And their investigation
of the UAE fund.

Shewkesbury runs
an investment fund.

Why would that be
interesting to Treasury?

Because he's dirty.

Not just him.

Is Shewkesbury connected
to who you're following?

No. But he's a part of it.

Elaborate.

Just think it through.

I want to know if
I was right about you.

C.A.B is tasked with cracking

the speaks but we
find dope in cabs instead.

The dead cabbies thrown in here.

But while some fit a profile of

torture/murder
two of them don't.

What does that tell you,
exactly?

That there are
different killers.

Which, in this context,
tells you.

This isn't about a serial killer
or killings or robberies.

It's a gang war.

Correct.

So, who's doing the killing?

Our target is one part of it.

And the other part?

Someone local.

Who?

You don't know, do you?

Doesn't matter.

It matters, it matters to me.

People are dying.

These people have families.

Those families won't
help you get any closer

to the answers
you're looking for.

I disagree.

You want the answers
you're after,

you're gonna have to sacrifice
more than just your crucifix.

The FBI is mixed
up in this shit,

Torentantz isn't here just
because of our car chase, right.

It's protocol for
the FBI to get involved

anytime someone interferes
with a federal investigation.

But he was here pretty fast.

What does that tell you?

That he was already here.

Maybe they're investigating
this, too, or part of it.

Why and what are they
investigating is the question?

You already know C.A.B. is
paying for something it needs,

something the city and
state can no longer provide.

Do you really think that
what's happening at C.A.B.

is only happening
in New York City?

This is happening
in other places?

Connect the dots.

I can't.

You already are.

I don't know, man.

It's been staring you in the
face since the beginning.

I only know pieces.

What do those pieces tell you?

Think, Sixto.

We investigate the speaks,
we find drugs, dead cabbies

and a turf war.
A sovereign wealth fund.

Liesl and Turse arrest the
head of an investment fund at

a whore house driven
by a cab connected

to the sovereign
wealth fund

and now we have the Treasury
Department investigating us

because they were
following Shewkesbury

in connection to that same fund.

But it's bigger than little

whore mongering Mark
Shewkesbury, isn't it?

Because if it wasn't this
would all be over but it's not.

It's not.

FBI. My boss. State. Federal.
Foreign. Domestic.

Why, why are all these
elements in New York City?

And don't forget,

I'm only a possibility because

your department can
not exist without me.

What's the one thing
everyone in this equation

is either chasing
or handing out?

Money?

And influence. Ask yourself the
only question that matters: Why?

McKeutchen says
New York is for sale.

That's how. Tell me why.

To wash.

That's it?

This whole thing
is about money?

It's about
washing dirty money?

Trillions of dollars worth.

If this is happening everywhere,

not just New York.

If every state and local
municipality is being paid off

by an outside group
with their own agenda,

their own directives,

who's really running
this country?

It's Liesl.

They got a line on Arun.

How the fuck did
they manage that?

Put him in touch with Divya.

Arun will get us to the other
cab driver from the speaks.

We'll stake out the
cab protest today.

They'll be releasing
Carl in a few days.

White sharks die if
they're kept in captivity.

They weren't meant to be
cooped up and monitored.

Speaking of monitoring,

you should know Treasury has all

C.A.B. phones
and computers tapped.

What?

Always wondered
where these fucks went

when they turned
their off duty lights on.

Stay sharp.

All good things.

Hey.

You didn't think we'd find you?

Changing garages,
naughty, naughty.

I was told you had
no right to hold me.

We're gonna do more
than hold you, you fuck.

I'll scream.

Go ahead. Maybe someone
will call the cops.

I'll try him again.

You know who. Ta.
A beep.

Hey, it's me again.

Look, I just wanted to
make sure you understood

the timely nature of this
deal I was telling you about.

I really do think we could both

come out of this
in a great place.

Give me a call back.

Would love to meet up and
go over the details with you.

Okay.

You want something to drink?

I have seltzer.

In position.

In position.

Yeah, yeah.
We're fuckin' in position.

You see your boy,
you point him out.

He's not my "“boy"”, alright,
I don't even know his name.

Just point him out.

Otherwise we'll hook your nuts
up to our car battery this time.

You guys aren't real cops, man.

Fuckin' A.

Thank you for helping us, again.

Arun, I'm happy
to help you with.

He has been more than
deserving of police attention.

It's the others
who may be involved.

Some of them are coerced,

others don't know how
else to make their ends meet.

They're still breaking the law.

How many laws have you broken in
order to do your job, I wonder?

You and your partner haven't
worked together long, have you?

What? Uh, no, we haven't. Why?

Just confirming an observation.

Which is?

Your discomfort.

Not unlike your
discomfort around me.

No, it's not... I'm not...

It's okay.

Most people are uncomfortable

when presented with something
they don't understand.

They say that some hijra
can predict the future.

Can you?

I don't know if I can.

For me, I do sense
the time is coming when

the occupation of cabdriver
will be rendered extinct,

replaced by automation.

The amount of overregulation,
health hazards, cost overruns,

insurance, whipsawing fuel
charges has reached a zenith.

It won't be long before
someone creates a cost-effective

robot cabdriver,
drone air transport.

Something that doesn't eat,
doesn't sleep,

doesn't get kidney trouble

sitting behind the
wheels for days at a time,

doesn't speed,
doesn't get lost and maybe

even doesn't get
into traffic accidents.

It will constantly broadcast
its location to the TLC,

never talk back to customers,

and never stage a protest
like this today.

All that said, as it relates
to you, Detective,

I don't think it
take a hijra to see,

in spite of your best efforts,

all of this in front
of us will end badly.

There he is. Over there.

More, can you get
eyes on our possible

on the west corner
of Twenty Sixth.

Black male, dreadlocks,
blue shirt.

Got him.

I think we got something.

His name is Ngala.
He's a driver.

Disappointing.

Take him.

Take him back to the cab.

You're not letting me go?

Move dipshit.

But, I just helped.

We'll try to make it
as easy as we can for him.

You don't need to make it easy.

Just make it fair.

I can promise you that.

Who's your boss?

Who runs the speaks.

We got you on conspiracy

and possession with
intent to distribute.

Your trip sheet here shows
you making runs to Newark,

so we can make it
interstate trafficking, too.

You're looking at
fifteen years minimum,

twenty if I tack on
an obstruction charge.

You give us a name,
we give you a deal.

Your hack license is history,

most likely your
personal one, too.

The Legal Aid lawyer
you'll get will just ask

the judge for leniency.

That means half the maximum,
if you're lucky.

Say ten years minimum.
Unless you play ball with us.

Who's your boss?

I used to want
to be an American.

I used to want this dream.

How sweet.

As a child that's
all I ever wanted.

To come here and live
an American life.

I was willing to do what
I had to do to get it.

Anger my parents,
leave their comfort.

I was willing to let myself
be mistreated by you,

pushed around by you,
just so I could keep it.

That's how powerful
a dream can be.

Who's your boss?

Take both my licenses.

Take my passport.

Fuck you talking about?

My parents run a respectable
and lucrative business in India,

they have political
connections and money.

I'll give you their number.
Call them.

You think. you think I'm
going to call your Mom?

Unless you want me to talk about

how you kidnapped
and tortured me,

yes, I'm pretty sure you will.

You don't run this, man.

No, Detective,
it's you who doesn't run this.

You actually don't run anything.

You think I'm going to
risk my life to help you,

you can't help yourself,

and even if I was dumb
enough to help you,

nothing would change.

And I'd be dead.

I give you my parents number,
you'll call them,

they'll be angry but
they'll still give you

the name of a real
lawyer here in the city.

Then I'll go home
and you'll continue

to pretend you're in charge.

You think you can
just call out orders here?

You think you can
dodge what you've done?

That's what privilege means.

[Cell phone rings]

It's him.

Tell him to meet you here.

Hey!

Sorry for the delay, old boy.

Something's come up.

I gathered.

What I mean is,
I've fallen into an opportunity

that's going to get
me out of the hole I'm in.

But I'll need help,
which is okay because

there will be
plenty to go around.

I'm liking what
I'm hearing so far.

Why don't you meet me at
our usual in say an hour.

I can't.

I'm waiting on the call

that's going make
this all happen.

I'm house-bound until then.

If you're interested
just, swing by.

Your place? You've never
invited me to your place before.

First times are always best.

Indeed.

Okay, then. I'll see you soon.

Sixto.

I understand you're from the

Democratic Republic of Congo?

[Speaking a foreign language]

I was born in Ndeko,

just north of Goma,

[Speaking a foreign language]

With Uganda to the north
and Brundi to the south.

[Speaking a foreign language]

But I grew up in a
refugee camp near Kibati.

How long have you
been in this country?

[Speaking a foreign language]

I arrived in the Spring of 2009.

[Speaking a foreign language]

And just in time to
see the city fall apart.

[Speaking a foreign language]

When I arrived here some
other Africans told me

that I could find
work as a cab driver.

[Speaking a foreign language]

So, this is what I did.

[Speaking a foreign language]

I was doing this
work for about six months.

[Speaking a foreign language]

I was living in a
homeless shelter.

[Speaking a foreign language]

and I was just saving
what money that I could.

[Speaking a foreign language]

So at this time a
man approached me

and said that if I worked with
him I could earn triple the pay.

[Speaking a foreign language]

I believe this is
the man that you have

sitting in the other room.

So, you chose to break the law?

[Speaking a foreign language]

I chose to survive.

Are you aware just how much
trouble this has brought you?

[Speaking a foreign language]

You say this as
though I had a choice.

Bullshit.

[Speaking a foreign language]

You had a choice.

You were free
to choose anything,

go anywhere you
wanted in this country.

[Speaking a foreign language]

[Speaking a foreign language]

Perhaps this is true.

Perhaps, as you say
in this country,

I am free to go
anywhere that I choose.

[Speaking a foreign language]

To go anywhere that I choose,

but you have forgotten
one vital detail.

Which is?

[Speaking a foreign language]

There is no where to go.

[Speaking a foreign language]

What he say?

He asked the name
of his contact.

[Speaking a foreign language]

His name is Reynolds Taylor,
but other people call him Renny.

[Speaking a foreign language]

Hold on. hold on. Go ahead.

He asked, if this Renny is tall

and with brown hair
and dresses well?

[Speaking a foreign language]

Yes.

I saw him at the last speak.

[Speaking a foreign language]

Does this Renny
have a house address?

Yes.

Explain this.

Well?

It wasn't me.

Fuck you.

I'm telling you...

Does the phrase "mutually
assured destruction"

mean anything to you?

Isabella.

Did you just use my first name?

McKeutchen knows I'm
slow tracking things,

he called me out.

Not my fucking problem.

No, this is your
fucking problem:

I can slow walk everything
on my end ad infinitum,

but what I can not do is
prevent someone from your own

office actually
attending a speak.

And just so we're clear,

this was the same speak where
innocent constituents were shot.

I'm almost certain
you remember that speak.

I DVR'd your performance.

Shit.

That's right. Shit.

It wasn't me.

Wasn't some clandestine
"“source"” from inside OCID.

This is you and your team.

I have no control
over what C.A.B.

investigates and it looks
like someone from your office

got sloppy and decided
to attend an event

knowing full well there
eventually could be eyes.

Who?

I don't know.

Find out.

I will.

This blows up,
you're coming with me.

I'll see what I can
do about this

and if I can, even slow it down.

But my advice to you right now,

given the circumstances
we find ourselves in,

I'd back off and
keep a low profile.

If you're trying to capitalize
on this for your...

I'm trying to help you.

Like you said, my ass is out
there right along side you.

It is.Yeah.

Fix this.

How'd she take it?

Right up the ass.

Lunch?

Only if it's liquid.

Cheer up, Mark.

This will all be over soon.

What happens to me once it is?

You don't have
anything to worry about.

Then why am I worried?

If you want we can relocate you.

No, no.

Then relax. We're watching you.

Yup.

[Door bell ringing]

Answer.

Hello?

It's me.

Hey, uh, just, head on...

Fuck you doing?

Buzz him up.

Hey sorry, dropped something.

Come on up.

[Cell phone pings]

We're almost there.

You in?

You know something, boyo?

It's quite a beautiful day,

Why don't you come down?

Oh, hey, just got
out of the shower.

Just come on up
and we can go out.

It's tempting,
but you come down,

we'll sort out all
of this business.

I can't. Come up.

[Speaking a foreign language]

Should we buzz?

Right. Fuck.

We'll be right outside.

You're welcome.

Rich people.

Hello.

Anybody home?

Beautiful.

Cuban?

Puerto Rican.

How do you know
she's Puerto Rican?

Please.

Thinking about selling
those online or some shit?

I would've killed for books
like this when I was a kid.

Holy shit.

You're the security guard.

What's this?

Who's your boss?

You're the one from the Vault.

Boss!

Shit!

More. What's...

More, what's...

Who ran the speaks?

More, you're
fucking hurting him.

That isn't hurting him.

This is hurting him.

Stop it, More!

Stop it!

Give me a name!

I'm fucking warning you!

Who ran the speaks?

I will fucking shoot you!!

Tell me a name!!

Reza! Reza Varna!!

Jesus, he shit himself.

No, no, no, please.

These fucking C.A.B. cocksuckers
have set us back weeks.

The whole thing now is an
interagency dumpster fire.

Justice. Treasury.

That fucker who ran
us all over the bridge,

that mother fucker is not ESU,

I'll tell you that.

Janice won't shave her pubes.

Says it's bad hygiene.

"“The hairs are there for
a reason,"” blah, blah.

We'd have him cracked by now.

Where they're
getting their funding,

who are their clients.

We got a handle on the money
that's coming in through the UAE

but not who's behind it.

True Apothecary
is just receiving it

and there's more money coming
in then what we've tracked.

So, where's the
rest coming from?

Plus she's squeamish
about blood,

the razor bumps, can't even make

an argument for
waxing over shaving.

Don't even get that far.

She says she'd do
it if I did it.

Not sexy, and again
there'd be blood.

This is a lot of
money we're talking about.

You'd have to able
to handle that amount.

Yeah, yeah. Size matters.
Definitely.

Yeah, so they would need
a partner to help them

handle that kind of volume.

A nice, smooth,Smooth.

diversified and under
the radar portfolio,

infrastructure, pharma.

Entertainment, fuck
maybe even transportation.

It's not enough.
She just won't do it.

Would you shut the fuck up
about the pussy shaving.

I'm trying to think here.

Well, I'm trying to think, too.

Relationships are tough and in
the end there's always blood.

Yeah, well I'm
chasing money, man.

Well stop chasing
it with me already

and just sweat it out of him.

You're right.

Fuck!

Shit!

Call for back up!

Gilliard...

We need backup at the Safe
house,
right away!

Get the backup, right now, Safe
house.

Fuck, fuck,
where's my fucking gun?

Where's my fucking, goddamit.

Where's my fucking gun?

Where the fuck is it?

Where is it? Where is it?

Where is it? Where is it?
Where is it? Where is it?

Fuck. fuckin' asshole.