All language subtitles for The Brave S01E02 Moscow Rules

Previously on "The Brave"...

You're not in the field
anymore. You're an analyst,

so you can ditch the go-bags and
embrace the coffee machines.

I can't believe she's actually here.

Her only son died in combat 10 days ago.

I need your team wheels up
within the hour.

There'll be no support on this
one, no cavalry.

We are the cavalry.

You're the only C.O. I've ever
had who looks at me,

and doesn't see a woman first.

The guy we lost, the guy you
replaced, was her best friend.

I'm not saying I'm gonna
enjoy killing these guys,

but you kidnapped a woman,
you get what you deserve.

Where are you going, pal?

Guys, get the kids!

Guys, I found a place that has
the best varenyky in town...

Hello? Hey, guys, where are you? Guys?

Dear God.

Oh! Damn it!

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Watch and learn, Jazzie.

- So good. So good.
- We're rocking it.

You go.

Coming out a little wonky there though,

I mean for being a sniper,
I expected a little more.

I don't know, Top.

All those years, I thought
working undercover

was the hardest thing I'd ever
do, but this...

This doing nothing is harder.

Amir, you're still new, buddy.

21 people injured. Four
servicemen dead, and here we sit

two weeks later, like it
didn't even happen.

Do me a favor. Look out there.

What's happening? You got Jaz
and McG talking smack,

bitching about horseshoes,

you got Preach talking to his family.

That's not ignoring what happened. Okay?

It's called moving on, which if
you're gonna be on a team

like ours, that's exactly
what you gotta do.

Even after the beach...

Yeah, especially after the beach.

Listen, the fantasy is that we
go rogue, we go out there,

we grab the guy that did this,
and we get our revenge.

In reality, we follow orders.

In reality, our job
is always the next mission.

We are not the investigators, Amir.

We're the tip of the spear.

Top, can you please settle
this argument?

Is there or is there not a game
called "cornhole?"

Are you sure we're the tip of the spear?

Cornhole, come on.

What did the new guy want?

Same as the rest of us. Justice.

Deputy Director Campbell.

Dalton, gear up. We need your
team in Ukraine.

Cassie Conner, CIA officer
out of Ukraine,

sent an SOS 12 minutes ago.
Now she's operating out of

a warehouse here, in Sverdlovsk,
it's deep in disputed territory.

Whole place is crawling with
Pro-Russian rebels.

A direct attack on a CIA officer?

That's a major violation of the
unwritten rules of espionage.

We'll make sure to send them
to bed with no dinner.

Is this mission official or unofficial?

Officially unofficial. We hop
on a 130 across the Black Sea;

we helo to the target. ETA 110
mikes, so let's get after it.

Bird of War has LZ in sight.

All right, put us down over there.

No, okay.

Ms. Conner, we're friendlies. Okay?

I'm just gonna ask you a few questions.

Is it all right if my medic
examines you while I do?

Yeah.

She knows what she's doing.
Patched herself up pretty good.

All right. What is the name
of your neighbor's dog?

Lola.

What street was your high school on?

West Oak. My turn-ons are long
walks on the beach.

My turn-offs are people
who kill my friends.

Oh, you too?

Okay, pulse is strong. One
through-and-through in the side.

Missed her vitals. Lucky girl.

I'd say it was more than luck.
Girl's got skills.

Let's get this on you.

All right, she's good to go.

Mortem One, we're coming out.

We have one Pax for immediate dust-off.

I got it, I got it.

All right, hey, Ms. Conner?
You did good, all right?

Now let's get you out of here. Come on.

Proceeding with our visual sweep.

Cleansing safe house.

Hannah, does it look like
anything was taken to you?

Impossible to say, but the
high value stuff,

laptops, lock cabinets,
those all seem to be there.

You hit an unsanctioned CIA station,

you kill or incapacitate everyone,

but you don't take the treasure? Why?

Maybe she scared them off.

Bringing Conner out.

We're in Conner's bird.
We're sending it now.

- Mortem One lifting off.

We are ETAA 15.

All right, Mortem One is outbound.

Let's finish sterilizing the station

so we can get the Hell out of here.

All classified info in flames.

Mayday! Mayday!

Dalton, Mortem One is down!
I repeat, Mortem One is down!

Looks like it landed half a
click to your South-Southeast.

Dalton, get me a visual on that crash.

Yeah, we got eyes on.

Sounded like a 50 cal brought them down.

This is insane. First they hit
a station,

now they take out one of our birds?

Even unmarked, that's
practically an act of war.

What the hell's going on here?

The Russians are doing whatever they can

to get their hands on Cassie Conner.

That's what the hell is going
on. The question is why?

Give me Neil Kenig.

Deputy Director Campbell at the DIA.

Well, find him!

All right Mortem 2, stay
away from that LZ,

and out of range of those 50 cals.

Copy, Mortem Actual. Mortem 2 is out.

Okay, everybody change out, stash gear.

We're gonna head to
the crash site on foot.

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Patricia, how can I help you?

I got a bird down, three men dead,

and one officer of yours in the wind.

You either get over here and
tell me what's going on,

or I'm gonna pull my team out,
and leave your girl there

for Putin himself to find.

Eyes are up!

My God.

All right, so we got two
pilots still in their seats;

we got negative contact,
repeat negative contact,

on Officer Conner.

Top! Pilot's condition is grave.

Co-pilot's not much better.
We've got to get them out of

here, or they're going to die.

All right, do that,
get them out of here.

Preach, green light. Rig this thing.

- On it.
- All right, Director Campbell,

we got two pilots in need of
immediate EVAC.

Request Mortem 2 gets these
guys out of here,

and then my team and
I will go after Conner.

Stand by, Dalton. Noah?

Conner was with you at the Farm
in '08. Did you know her?

Yeah, she was number two in
our class. Why?

Right now we have two choices,

we either send in a full-blown
QRF, which immediately escalates

this into a major international
incident or,

we trust that Dalton can find
Conner quietly.

Knowing how good Conner is at
handling herself

lets me know which is the right option.

Cassie is a rare breed.

So good the bosses at Langley
sent her straight

to denied-area operations.

Made her one of the youngest
field officers in history.

Between us and the team,
we'll get her back.

Mortem 2 is airborne
with both injured pilots.

They're clear out of the city.
Out of danger.

Okay, Dalton. Proceed as planned.

All right, copy that.
Conner's lost enough today.

Let's make sure she doesn't lose
her life.

What do you want?

Hey, dried apple slices. Thanks.

What'd you get?

Twice-fried pork rinds.

Ooh, yum.

So you never told me you went
through the Farm.

You sound surprised.

A little. Why aren't you in the field?

Look, I get it, all right?
You were a field agent,

so to you, that's the end-all be-all.

But in the field, you work for
years, you save one person

if you're lucky. Here we save
hundreds, maybe thousands.

We've identified the three men

that Conner killed in the CIA station.

As you can see, they are not
your garden variety

pro-Russian rebel; all three men
just traveled to Moscow,

where they trained at Yasenevo. Line KR.

Putin's spy hunters.

And specifically under
Major Alexi Zbarov.

One of the Kremlin's most ruthless

counter-intelligence bloodhounds.

Since when does Russia care
enough about a young CIA officer

to send their most elite
spy hunters after her?

That's what I want to know.

With Zbarov on Conner,
it is a matter of time.

It is a when, not an if
that he will find her,

and God help her if he does.

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I can't see faces, but it's
definitely two rebels.

Yeah, well, that's okay,

judging by the mood, seems like
Conner is still in the wind.

How many trucks is that?

We're up to six now.

There's at least 30 rebels
after her, maybe even 40.

Against us five. We're
gonna need a break.

Maybe not. Before I put Conner
on that bird, I attached

a medical RFID bracelet to her wrist.

If we can get within 500 yards,

Preach should be able to track it.

That's great, but first we
have to get within 500 yards

of her and she could be anywhere.

All right, everybody, stand by.

I'm going shopping.

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I think you know I'm looking
for my friend.

I also think you know these Russians.

They're no friend of yours.

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Are you bad for business?

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Shop owner says she fled West.

She had five minutes on the rebels,

so we start a grid search,

see if we can't catch that RFID signal.

That makes ten trucks.
With the sun going down,

Dalton's team will have to get
off the street.

Zbarov will make them easily.

There's no way the Russians
would make a direct move

against Dalton.

I think Zbarev's been let off the leash,

which means there's no telling
what he might do.

Ms. Rivera, happy to hear you
landed here.

- Director Kenig.
- Patricia, a word?

Neil, we have known each other
way too long for you

to pull this intra-service crap.
If you want to put my team

in danger, I deserve a heads up.

His name is General Anatoli Grayevich,

head of the GRU, one of Vladimir
Putin's inner circle.

He's also our asset,
been so for 15 years.

The single most important mole
in the history of espionage.

For years, Grayevitch's handler
was Brett Matthews,

Moscow Station. Brett died two
years ago, heart attack,

natural, but by then we'd
already groomed his replacement.

Cassie Conner.

Zbarov's been hunting
this mole for years.

I don't know how he found out
that Conner was running him,

but if he gets his hands on her,
Grayevitch will be dead.

As for your heads up, I didn't
give you one

because I didn't know she was in play.

Conner's assignment is so top secret

that no one at Langley Ops knows.

They called you in thinking this
was just a simple extraction.

It is, in fact, the most important

intelligence exfiltration in decades.

Your team must succeed at any cost.

Well, if you'll excuse me,

I've got to go brief the Joint
Chiefs. Preparing for the worst.

Patricia, I heard about your son.

I'm very sorry.

Boss, Dalton's got a fix on
Cassie's RFID medical bracelet.

It's pinging to an abandoned warehouse.

Hannah and I don't like it.

Cassie knows the city
like the back of her hand,

yet according to this, she's
decided to take cover

in the middle of nowhere.
Doesn't feel right.

- We think it's a trap.
- Understood.

Dalton, go to a private line.

All right, go for Dalton.

Adam, I just spoke with Neil Kenig.

While I cannot disclose what I
was told, I can tell you

what I believe based on the
information given.

Okay.

I believe every minute you are there,

the enemy you are up against
will grow in size

and sophistication.

I believe the forces that are
looking for Cassie Conner

will not hesitate to kill you
and your team no matter what

the political cost. Last but
not least, I believe

if Cassie Conner falls into the
wrong hands,

the consequences will be global.

Understood. Switching.

All right.

From here on out, it's Moscow Rules.

Safeties off, fingers on the trigger.

We're gonna make a play for the
target indicated by the RFID.

Top, it's obviously a trap.

- No one asked for your opinion.
- Well, maybe you should.

You're probably right.

Odds are, it is a trap.

See, the thing about traps is
the people who set them

tend to get tunnel vision.

They fixate on their prey.

They imagine everything turning out

exactly how they orchestrated.

And they don't stop to think
for one second

maybe they're the prey themselves.

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Where is she?

We don't know. We don't know!

Clear.

All right, well, good news is

all they had was Conner's bracelet,

so I don't think they have her.

Better news is

we got their phones.

Download metadata on each phone,

then run MYSTIC on every single number.

Filter out anything beyond
a ten mile radius.

Smart. They're gonna track all
the rebels using their phones.

At least now we can see the whole board.

We're up to 12 trucks now. Make that 14.

That is one ugly board.

Dalton, you need to get to ground fast.

You have multiple inbound
targets, and are about to be

totally surrounded.

All right, everybody on me.

We're moving back to a secure location.

This is crap.

We should be out there looking for her.

And instead we're doing what exactly?

Being smart.

We're doing nothing.

Yeah, sometimes doing
nothing is doing something.

Really, Preach?

Yeah, really, McG.
Like when you're waiting,

you're trusting that more
will be revealed.

By who? God?

There's a woman out there
fighting and dying.

And us getting killed won't help her.

Wow. You're such a team player.

Hey.

That's enough. All right,
you guys want to vent?

That's one thing, but going at
each other,

especially while we're in the field,

that's a non-starter.

Now, if you would let Preach
finish his sentence,

you would've heard him say we're
waiting for our team

back in D.C.

Unless of course you guys think
you're so high-speed

you can just do everything on your own.

Right now, any move we make

could put us further from Conner.

Any move could get us captured, worse.

Now, you heard Noah. He knows her.

DIA says she's gonna reach out;
it's our job to be ready

when she does. Until that point,
we will wait.

That is being a team player.

We cannot ask Dalton to find
a needle in the haystack.

Intel is our job.

At least we know Zbarov
still hasn't got her.

That is no comfort. Zbarov
outnumbers us 20 to 1.

He wins the war of attrition.

We've got to find out where
Cassie is hiding.

Noah, you were with Cassie at the Farm,

so you did street work
and SDRs together, right?

Who was your instructor?
Corey, Waters, Vega?

It was Vega.

Vega, okay. Vega is aggressive,

but he's all about deception
first, and then contact.

Anticipate where your enemy
thinks you're going to go,

then do the opposite.

So in this case, that would be
to move Cassie away

from her points of safety, the
CIA station, Dalton's team,

and into the city.

That's a start. Think it through.

Base principals. You're Cassie Conner.

First thing you do is evade, in
this case, someplace right here.

Second thing you do is find a
safe location.

Let's assume she's done that.
Third thing you do

is signal your own people.

Yes, but Dalton and his team
don't see any signals.

What if it can't?

'Cause it's not a signal for
them, it's a signal for us.

Lights.

Wind the drone feedback one
hour before sundown,

then run it back at high speed.

Looking for some kind
of flashing lights.

Nothing.

Stop! That building there in the corner

just went dark. Run it back for me!

She's leaving a trail of breadcrumbs.

She sure is. To where?

Someplace Zbarov can't touch her.

Dalton.

We found her.

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Women only.

- Smart, right?
- Mm-hmm.

All right, hand it over.

No keep that down, it's good.
We're right here.

Your Ka-bar.

Come on, I'll be naked without it.

Yeah, well you need to be.
Any of these guys stop you

and they find anything...

You know this would be a lot
easier if we weren't the only

ones who thought she was in there.

Well, you don't need to tell me.

You good?

I'd feel a lot better if I had my Sig.

All right, remember no matter
what, do not run.

Only prey runs.

Maybe prey knows what it's doing.

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- Does Jaz speak Russian?
- Not enough to pass for native.

I've got them.

She'll handle it.

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If they're checking out my
ass, I know I'm safe.

Okay, she's in.

Of course she is.

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Look, I'm looking for someone
who really needs my help.

Well, you cannot be here.
It's a sacred place.

One of the few places women can
find peace in this country.

And sanctuary from those who
are truly evil. Please.

Top, we've got a problem.

Yep. We gotta move.

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Follow me.

He thinks he is the first man
to flex his muscles in here.

We have prepared for this.

Okay, I got her.

She's alive.

And ambulatory, but barely.

But we're not going on any hikes.

You guys got a way out?

Dalton, do you have a plan
forgetting Conner out of there?

There's no way she's gonna pass
on the streets.

The rebels are searching every car.

Not every car.

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Come on, come on. Come on,
come on, I got you.

Come on. All right. There's a
step. Watch your step.

Watch your step.

All right, Jaz. We're en
route. Figure 90 seconds to you.

You know what side you'll be coming out?

- We're on the East side.
- All right, copy East.

Thank you.

Please. Sticking it to the Russians?

This was my pleasure.

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Okay, Dalton. Make the second right,

then it's three blocks down the alley.

Here they are.

Take a step down. Okay, here you go.

- You got her?
- Yeah.

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All right, we're good. Let's go.

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No vehicles turning to follow.

No chatter on radios or phones.

Okay, Dalton. Looks like you're clear.

Top, we might be clear, but she's not.

You need to pull over someplace
ASAP, she needs blood,

and needs it now, man.

Welcome back.

You guys again. I feel like
I'm making a bad impression.

Quite the opposite.
Girl, you are badass.

Amen to that.

Is this guy's blood any good?

You're not gonna catch any diseases,

but we have better if you ask me.

I'm just unfortunately not your type.

Agree to disagree.

By the way, Noah Morgenthau says hello.

Noah? He was on this?

- He's back in D.C.
- I should've known that.

I wouldn't have worried.
Noah was the top of our class.

Dalton, I'm watching the rebel trucks.

They're shadowing Mortem Two.

There is nowhere for your
helicopter to land.

Oh. Of course there isn't.

Can we get Dalton out over land?

We just got them through one gauntlet,

you want to risk another one?

The rebels might've been
fooled, but Zbarov's not stupid.

He'll keep a couple 50 cals on
that helicopter

and shoot it to pieces if it
tries to land.

Care to let a gal in on the joke?

As many times as we've had to
leave hotspots by chopper,

we've always wondered why don't
the bad guys just set up

at the LZ, wait, pick us
off as we leave?

Guess our number's finally up.

I don't suppose you guys came
up with a plan

for what to do when that happened.

We have a plan. We got plans
for plans. It's just...

We never anticipated
the numbers being so stacked

against us.

Here, you're good to go, Top.

Hey, Top?

You're reading my mind.
You think that'll work?

I do.

We'll use the truck as the top
of the trail.

Right, Jaz, I want you to
coordinate the exfil

with the DIA. Have that chopper
loiter five mikes out.

On my signal, I want you and Amir

to secure the LZ for touchdown.

If my timing's right,

we should only be a few
seconds behind you.

- What's the signal?
- It won't be subtle.

Amir does a great job hiding this thing.

Let's be a little less thorough.

Mortem 2, continue to circle.

Copy, Mortem Actual.

All right, where do you think?

Seem like a good place for a last stand?

The Alamo.

Come on, come on. Let's go.

All right, Jaz. Time to head to the LZ.

Copy. Moving.

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Dalton, Zbarov has found your vehicle.

I repeat, he has found your vehicle.

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Yes, tactical trucks are
heading for the explosion.

Mortem 2, you are clear to land.

One, two, three!

Mortem 2, you are clear of
threats but not for long.

Recommend immediate dust-off.

Mortem 2? Mortem 2?

There they are!

- Four!
- Did you see the signal?

Five!

Mortem 2, you are clear of 50 cal range.

Yes!

Good job.

Good job, everybody.

Nice work, y'all, nice work.

They made it.

- I need a drink.
- Yeah, me too.

C'mon, I'm buying, Mr. Top-of-His-Class.

Come in. Hi, Neil.

Hey. I just wanted
to thank you personally,

because that was big save...
as big as it gets.

Well, thank you.

Neil.

You owe me.

And what I give it takes away

Whether I go or when I stay

I see the mountain at my gates

Stop.

Scavenger, it's not for you.

Lay down.

Patton. Sit.

Hey, Patton. No. Lay down.

Lay... this is pointless.

Seems like no one wants
to listen to you.

Yeah, I'm sensing a pattern.

Listen, I was wrong to question you

when you were waiting on D.C.

- Well, you were frustrated.
- I was wrong.

Doing nothing was the right call.

And it was your call, and I'm sorry.

What was that?
I thought I heard something.

I don't think anyone said anything.

Look, when I was a kid, my old
man used to get sloppy as hell.

Only thing I could do was wait.

Just sit there,

take whatever he threw at me.

Let it pass.

Sometimes all you can do is wait.

People like us don't do
powerless very well.

You think?

But each day I see less

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