All language subtitles for The Tourist Episode 5

Yeah, it's...it's me. I, uh...

I need to report a murder.

So, you aren't going to tell me
anything about this Kosta guy, huh?

Like maybe why he's so keen to spend
some face time with me.

No idea. But a guy like that
wants to talk to you,

chances are you've done something.

I'm thirsty.

Do you do this a lot?

You know, as a law
enforcement officer?

Do you break the law a lot, do you?

You don't feel bad, at least?

I deal with the job at hand.

What if the job at hand is to drown

an overweight five-year-old
Belgian kid in the bath?

Why would that be the job at hand?

Don't know.

Why would you choose that?

It's hypothetical.
I'm just saying morally...

Belgian is very specific.

You know what I'm asking.

I don't like this any more
than you do.

I'd say you enjoy it
a little bit more.

When you've got six months
to live, you start

to see shit a little more clearly.
Right? What's important.

Yesterday I got a call out of
the blue.

Lachlan Rogers, welcome to the
worst day of your life.

Who is this?

Kosta Panigiris.
I think you would have heard of me,

a man of your position.

Look at your phone.
I've sent you something.

'Shut it off.'

You're looking for an Irishman.

Elliot Stanley is his name.
I want you to bring him to me.

Or what?

I thought you were supposed
to be a detective.

And don't bother calling
your police friends.

Not unless you really hate
your wife.

Don't you fucking dare!

Elliot Stanley means nothing to you,

so it's either him
or the woman you love.

It's not such a hard choice.

Circumstances conspired against
the two of us, Elliot.

We're both victims in this.

Right. Yeah. Poor you.

Kosta, how much longer?
She won't bloody shut up.

Did you know she's a cop too?

Patience. Patience!
Stay calm, it's almost over.

Are you serious?

I've been taken here at gunpoint.
I don't think having some of

the guy's water is going to
make things worse.

Aren't you going
to at least wipe it first?

Listen...

Start talking, you little fuck.

He says he doesn't remember
anything. Since the accident.

I've done what you asked.

Mr Lachlan Rogers.

In the flesh.

It's nice to meet you.

Where's my wife?

No, no. We are still hunting.

Play nice and you will see her again
soon enough.

Here, give me your phone.

Tell me what I want to know...

..or we see what else can be done
with this straw.

It's recyclable, you see?

Good for the planet.

Don't look at him, look at me.

It's hard to forget what you did.

So, let's start with the bag.

Where is it?

Or maybe she took it.

In which case...

I'll show you where the
fucking bag is.

Helen? Now's not a good time.

Uh, I just need to talk to Elliot.

I figured you might know
where he is? Well, you can't.

Please, OK? I just want to tell him
that he can stop running.

No. You don't get it.
I'm going to take care of things.

I just watched a cop shoot another
cop right in front of me.

And then he took Elliot with him,
God knows where, so I'm... I'm sorry,

Luci or Mel or whatever
the hell your name is,

but you're too late.

Wait, wait.
Take care of what things?

If you know something,
you have to come down here.

OK, we're at The Dusty Moon Motel
in Kalura Creek,

honeymoon suite. Just come,
talk to the detectives, OK?

The honeymoon suite?

Well, nothing happened.

Yeah. I, I didn't assume
that it would have.

Look...look, Elliot is in trouble.

Like...like big, fat trouble.
So just...

So just tell me what you know.
Anything that can help me.

Yeah, look, talking to the police
is pretty high up on my shit-list,

so no can do.

Please...

Ooh, sorry.

Hey, what the hell?!

You must be Chambers.
Sergeant Pam Renton.

What took you guys so long?

I had to finish breakfast.

So, where'd it happen?

Um...

I was right there.

Peter, you go talk to
the receptionist.

Oh, I, I already did.
He didn't hear anything -

he had his headphones in.

Why don't you let us do our job
and you not do yours, OK?

I'm just trying to help.

I've never met Inspector Rogers
but I know people who have.

And not a soul's got anything
but good to say of him.

All I know is what I saw him do.

Are you talking to me?

Never mind.

It's roasting in here, can you
not...open a window or something?

Oh, my God. What the hell is that?

Oh, my God.

What, what's with you? Hey!

Nothing.

You've definitely become more
weird since I saw you last.

Uncuff him.

Get the shovels.

What are you doing?

You see this, right?

See what?

And they waltzed
and they stepped, arm in arm...

..straight into the belly of
the beast.

Eh? It's beautiful? Isn't it?

Can we get on with this?

Hey, come on, come on!

You forget where you put
one million dollars?

That's what this is about?
A million dollars. A man like you.

Hey. Shh!

There. That's where the magic is.

Let's get to work.

Then we can talk about
your girlfriend, huh?

Hello?

Hello?

Elliot?

Elliot?

Is that you?

Come in. Come in.

Elliot, is that you?

You came.

Dad?

I didn't think you'd make it.

I'm here. Course I am.

You never did like the piano,
did you?

I don't remember.

12 years you went to piano
lessons for.

12 years and you remained
horrible at it.

Thanks.

You only kept going to those lessons
to make your mum happy.

Cos she wanted you to.

Cos it was easier.

Easier than saying no
and making your own choices.

That's your problem, son.

You never push yourself.
You never fucking push.

Dad, let go.

Hey, hey,
can we get a doctor in here?

Hello?

What the fuck...?

♪ If I didn't care

♪ More than words can say

♪ If I didn't care

♪ Would I feel this way?

♪ If this isn't love... ♪

Could I please get a...

..Lemon Drop Martini with Belvedere
vodka, please? Sure. Thanks.

Can I help you, Staresalot?

Have we met?

Wait, this...this is how we meet.

Oh, my God!

That's a really nice line.

Yeah. I mean, it's pretty good.

Does it, uh, does it work
for you often?

No, that's not what I mean.
It's definitely what you meant.

You should probably put something
on that sunburn. It's pretty bad.

Yeah. Irish blood.

I don't think that you should blame
the Irish for your inability

to put sunscreen on.
Seems a little bit unfair.

Name's Elliot.

Victoria.

It's a shame. Why's that?

Well, the only two Victorias

I've ever known are both toxic
narcissists with a foot fetish.

Ooh.

You met my mum and my nan, then?

You know, I'm...

I'm pretty sure I've got some
aloe vera back in my room.

No, no... The neck, neck, neck!

Ooh, sorry. Sorry!

When can I see you again?

When do you want to see me again?

Well, I have dinner tonight.
So after?

Bit keen.

Was that a yes?

It's maybe.

What is this?

I mean, is this a memory of us?
Did this happen?

How am I supposed to know?

We're in YOUR subconscious.

I'm so fucking confused.

Mr Panigiris,
good to finally meet you in person.

Yes, yes. I was starting to wonder
if this day would ever come. Please.

Good evening, gentlemen.
Are you ready to order?

No, we are waiting on someone.

Ah... Ouch!

You should really put something
on that sunburn of yours.

My love.

This is my fiancee, Victoria.

This is Elliot.

He works for me.

You're, uh... I work for...
I work for you?

He drank my fucking LSD!

Which you keep in your
water bottle.

It's a micro dose.
Distilled water, some acid,

then some other stuff, special.
Kosta blend.

It helps my creativity.

It's taken my sculptures to another
level. Here, you see this?

I did this in one night.

Ten hours straight.

Very nice. I know.

He drank the whole thing.
Yeah, well, he was thirsty.

For me it's nothing,
I do this shit all the time.

For him, it's like you give a baby
a bottle of vodka

and a fucking crackpipe.

OK, you go where he was, you dig.

What?

Do you believe in karma,
Mr Panigiris?

No, I believe in digging.

My fiancee.

You don't know when to stop,
do you?

I have something you want.

You have no idea what I want.

Don't hurt Elliot and I'll come
and show you what I mean.

It'll change everything.

Change everything, sure.

Just tell me where you are.

They find anything?

Doesn't seem like it.

You can go home, you know.
We have your statement.

What about Lachlan Rogers?
Has anyone found him yet?

This isn't your case. Go home.

What? You don't have to talk to
the police, just talk to me.

You are the police.

No, I'm, I'm, I'm me.
I just happen to be a policewoman.

Please, you and I,
we want the same thing here.

We, we don't
want to see him get hurt.

And historically, you've tended
to know more than you've let on.

So just tell me where he is, please?

Honestly I'm, I'm at a loss here,

cos I think that maybe it
could be connected

to those weird stone men
that I found on his

camera, or... I don't know.

Luci. Victoria. Geri.
Whatever your name is.

Let me help. Let me be the cavalry.

OK. I'll tell you what I know.

Hey.

Hey! I know where they are.

Well, come on, then.

Is it here?

Am I even digging in
the right place?

Just focus, will you?
Where is it? Where's the bag?

The bag.

People love trophies,
don't they, Mr Stanley?

Right. The fucking bag!

Like this. This is my trophy.

Inside this bag is
one million dollars.

The first money I make.

From nothing.

A magic trick,
a formation of dust from the slums.

I carried drugs for dangerous men.

I stole.

I lied.

Every night, every night,
I was passed around like a novelty

for when they got bored
of their Putanis.

But I kept everything I made.

Anyone who says money is
the root of all evil

has not seen the tree

or the leaves and flowers
that grow from those roots.

Mr Stanley? Am I boring you?

Uh, sorry, I was, um...
No, not at all.

Money is important to me.

Well, I'm an accountant,
Mr Panigiris. I understand.

He, uh, give you the money speech?

Yeah.

Gave me the same when
I started working for him.

He's kind of intense.

Fancy a beer? Sure.

Mr Stanley.

You can go through now.
They're ready for you.

Who's...who's ready for me?

Hello, young man.

Please, sit down, sit down.

Can I get you a cup
of tea or coffee or..?

No, I'm... I'm fine.
What are you doing here?

I work here.

No, no, you...you work as a tour
guide with that other...

No, I think you've got me confused
with somebody else.

No, it, it's you,
but with glasses and a fake beard.

Yeah, I see the confusion - see,
I'm actually someone from your past.

An Englishman,
I'm just not doing the accent.

You know, it's Colin Callend.
An accountant.

A partner in your dad's firm.

This conversation happened
15 years ago.

See, memory's a strange thing. We
don't remember things as they

happen, word for word, moment
for moment. We capture,

like an impression.
Like a...like a thumbnail.

And when it's time to bring those
memories back, our brain just fills

in the gaps. If it helps,

back when this happened,
you looked like this.

See... Is this an interview?

No. Absolutely not.
No, this is an informal discussion.

OK? I mean, come on,
we're an accountancy firm.

We're not the Third Reich!

OK. Let's begin the interview,
shall we?

OK, young man, tell me...

When I eventually offer you
this job, why do you turn it down?

Just so that years later you
can be found working with

an international drug dealer?

Excuse me? Kosta Panigiris.

He made a small fortune with

a business that ships narcotics
around the globe.

This can't be news to you, surely?

I don't need this shit.

We are what we do, Mr Stanley.

Where's the bag, son?
Where's my bag? I have to wake up.

Where's my bag?
I have to fucking wake up from this.

Where's my bag?

So... You and me. You in or out?

What, do you...

What are you doing with that?

If you want to give this a shot,
we've got to go.

Right now.
They're on their way upstairs.

Why are we running?

Why am I holding a shovel?

Wait. I think I'm supposed
to be digging.

You're supposed to be running,
come on.

You forget where you put
one million dollars?

I'm really sorry about all of this.

You have questions.

Jesus Christ.

Uh, yeah, let's start with, um,

why you just stole Kosta's very
special bag of money?

Uh, look, I really don't know
how to put this.

Succinctly would be great.

You ever wonder why I'd get
engaged to a guy like Kosta?

Yeah. Crossed my mind.

OK, so he thinks that we met
by chance.

Right? But we didn't.
Technically, I found him.

I met someone close to him.

That's what gave me the idea
in the first place.

Why?

Well. It's kind of what I do. I, um,

I encourage people
to separate from their money.

So you're a thief.

I prefer con-woman.
Or confidence woman.

What's the difference?
You know... Fidence?

Bollocks!

Who told you to stop?

There's nothing there.
The guy's out of it. He doesn't

have a clue what he's saying.

I don't know, this life,
it...it's not who I am.

It's just, it's just what I do.

Well, aren't they kind of the
same...

Where is it?

Fuck's sake!

I was in this for more than
a million dollars,

but then I met you.

And I don't know, I...I woke up
this morning

and I saw the bag in Kosta's house
and I thought...

Fuck it. Let's go. Let's do this.

I'm not really big on planning.

Fuck you!

I can see that.

But...

How's this for a plan...

Australia. Lots of places to hide.
Plenty of money to hide with.

Happily ever after.

Fuck you!

Happily ever after?

I told you, I'm leaving and I'm
not coming back this time.

OK, go.
Fuck you. Fuck you.

What happened?

You lasted on the run for six weeks,

then it was one argument too many.

Simon and Garfunkel parted ways.

No. With us.

Did we...that night?

How should I know? I'm you.

I'm so confused.

You're going to be OK.

Why are you here?

Because I'm the only person
you know in the whole wide world.

Where is my fucking bag?

I need you to think, malaka.

I just... Will you just let me
lie down for a second, please?

I can't think!

You can sleep later. Eh?

Part of me doesn't want you
to tell me.

Because this is just...
This is just so present.

Can't you feel it?
Don't you feel alive? Huh?

Hey.

Who's that?

Who the hell knows we're here?

Approaching location.

Move! Move!

Right, everyone, listen up.
Let's check around the back.

You expecting someone?

They're driving past.
Why are you so paranoid?

Clearly you're enjoying yourself.

You think this is all fucking funny?

Calm down.
The stress is no good for you.

Or maybe you're upset

because you had
to kill your policeman friend?

I had no choice.
Oh, you had a choice.

You chose for your wife not
to become sausage meat.

It was a good choice.

Nothing here. The place is empty.

Just... She lied, but she knows
where they are. I'll try her again.

You've wasted enough
of everyone's time.

Don't you think? Come on, everyone,
let's wrap this up.

Good. Now, even if there
is no money,

they can go in that nice big hole
you are digging.

Hey, at least your wife isn't
going in there.

I'm sorry.

Are you now?

Yeah, I...I am. I thought I was...

I thought I could do it.
Make a difference,

you know? Be that person.

But instead I just
embarrassed myself.

You disappeared. For days!

I'm on my second sharing platter
of halloumi cheese here.

My second sharing platter!
Beside myself with worry, I've been.

But it's more complicated than that.
I was...

I was kidnapped
by the guy who forgot who he was.

Kidnapped?

Are you actually serious?

Of all the cock and ball stories...

It's true! Ethan, I swear.

Promise on your granny's life?

Promise on your granny's life.

Then why am I just now
hearing about it?

I haven't told anyone.

Haven't even filed a police report.
It's...it's complicated.

Having your mother bathe you until
the age of 16 is complicated.

Trust me. He was confused, OK?

He was scared.
He was never going to hurt me.

All right, we're going to go down
to the station right now

and you're going to file a report.

I don't know. It's beyond that now.

There's this detective inspector
in Major Crimes

who's just gone totally bonkers....

No, no. Enough! OK, this bloke and
his dodgy memory have been nothing

but a thorn in our sides.

So we go, right now,
and put it behind us.

You don't need the money.

What's this really about?

Sometimes a job's worth doing,
it's worth doing yourself.

What?

Nothing.

Back to work.

Are you alone?

Tell me, are you alone?

Marko, are you alone?
Tell me you're alone.

How did Kosta know we were
in Australia?

Your girl Victoria slipped up.
Used her credit card.

So we started looking into it. We?

Me and Billy Nixon.
Kosta's distribution guy.

I did some digging of my own
off the back of that,

and it took me to some place called
Burnt Ridge.

So I went there this morning
to take a look.

And? I knocked on a lot of doors.

I said, "I'm looking for this girl
and, if you see her,

"say I just want to talk."

Find a way to work things out,

put this behind us.

So, did you find her or not?

You know...me and Victoria,

we never exactly... But you and me,
that's different.

That's why I didn't show Billy this.

She must've left it on
my windscreen.

Seems like she was willing
to hear what I had to say.

You have to talk to her, man.
Sort it out.

I'll do what I can
to keep Billy off the track

and away from Burnt Ridge.

I appreciate this.

Hey. You could've ratted me out
to Kosta.

All the money I was skimming
from that crazy asshole,

but you were stand-up.
So...now we're even.

Oh, also...

There's one number on that phone.
Me.

We talk only if we need to.

You never fucking push, Elliot.

Hey.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Walk with me.

Talk with me.

I ain't as dumb as I look, see?

Kosta told me you
and Marko was tight.

Said to keep an eye on you both,
and boy was he right!

Picture this -
crack of dawn this morning,

we're like Thelma and Louise,
me and the Greek.

He asks me...

Where are we going, Billy?

And I says, uh...

I got this information.

Possible whereabouts,
type of thing.

Good. Let's find these bitches
and go home.

I miss my cat.

See, I'm a dog man.

Cats...

If they were as big as dogs,
they'd rip you to pieces.

Dogs, they're loyal
till the day they die.

What's with the cowboy hat?

My mother used to wear one.

God rest her soul.

I drive us way out into
the middle of nowhere.

Your man's got no idea
what's comin'.

So, what are we doing here?

You look pretty fucking pleased
with yourself for a dead guy.

Well, when we have
this conversation,

I don't know I'm dead,
do I? Anyways, he comes to.

Where is he?

What the fuck, Billy, let me out.
Hey, hey, hey

Jesus, let me the fuck out. Where?

He didn't want to give you up but
I'm persuasive.

Silver Eye Motel.

Room six. Now, now let me go.

Shhh!

When I was a kid,

when I messed up, my mama...

Well, my mama
would lock me in our coal scuttle.

She'd keep me in there till
I promised to be better.

Till my tongue was black
and my eyes could see no more.

Yeah, my mama could be
a real cunt that way,

may God rest her soul.

Don't...don't do this.
Hey, hey, hey.

I ain't mean like my mama was.

There's a hole there.

I've got this hose.

I'm going to make sure that
this stays above the ground,

so you'll have some air in there.

Not a lot.

It will not be pleasant,
but you'll live.

And if you ain't lying...

..if I find him where you say he is,

then I'm coming right back here
and I'm going to let you out.

Please!

You know what's funny?

That's exactly what my mama said.

Right before I buried her ass.

No...no! Billy, please.

Your boy broke like blown glass
on a freight train.

It's why I'm a dog man, see?

A dog man who ends up leaving
Marko's phone in there with him.

Yeah.
You know, he ends up calling me -

from underground.
How fucked is that?

Hey, nobody's perfect.

I got there too late. Did you know
the poor bastard was allergic

to scorpions? That's bad
fucking luck right there.

I, I will not film you
in the toilet, OK?

That's the last time.

You guys should talk to him.

I saw him chasing some kids earlier.
He's not well.

I know I was here before
the accident.

I'm hoping there's something on
my camera

that can help me understand why.

Anyone I was with,
anyone I was talking to.

I can tell you what you're saying.

We're giving away a disposable
camera with every purchase over $10.

I'm fine, thanks.

But they're free. I'm fine.

You're asking where
the nearest servo is.

Where's the nearest service station?
She's giving directions.

Down the road there.
The Saddlepack Roadhouse.

Saddlepack Roadhouse. Got it.

Focus, will you?

Where is it? Where's the bag?

Hi, this is Marko.

I can't answer the phone right now
cos I'm buried underground.

BEEP Marko, listen, wherever you are,

if you're still alive and
somehow able to get this,

no hard feelings about telling
Billy where to find me.

You did what you had to.
The money's safe.

If something happens to me,
I need you to get it to Victoria.

I've written the location into
that phone you gave me.

I'll text you where to find it.

Out the front, round the back.

You never push yourself,
you never fucking push!

Why do I keep seeing you?

I don't remember.

Shh.

Help me to understand.

You know me.

Green Lanes, Adelaide.

She knows me.

I feel fucking thirsty.

Is he back with us?

I think he's on his way.

Thirsty, eh?

You want me to drown you some more?

No, no, no. I...I remember.

I remember where I hid the money.

Really, this time.

Her timing was always
so impeccable.

Who are you expecting, Kosta?

Who?

No-one. Show me where it is.

Who's in the car?

Stay focused.

More than I expected.

Nice of you to join us.

You OK? What are you doing here?

Trying to stop you from getting
fucking killed.

OK, everyone back together
again, huh?

The people who fucked me over.

You have something I want?

Yeah, I do.

You remember the day we first met?

My car hadn't actually broken down.

I knew that you were going to be
there. I was waiting for you.

You lied about how you two met?
Is this just like

something that you do?

A while back, I got talking to
someone who told me all about you.

Your brother.

What the fu...

♪ Everybody said that you'd
better watch out

♪ Man, she's gonna turn you in

♪ And me, you know
that I thought I lucked out

♪ And now look at the trouble
that I'm in... ♪