All language subtitles for Matador.US.S01E10(1)

A Passenger jet bound for Chicago

out of Hong Kong was forced
to make an emergency landing.

People just started getting sick.

There are no survivors.

Going somewhere?

You, the goddamn DEA.

- Is it true?
- Yes.

I'd like our last moments
together to be more...

Memorable.

If you have any hopes of surviving tonight,

you will tell me everything I want to know.

There.

Done.

I know what you're thinking,
Mr. Galan, but you just...

Roll him up.

- Sir, this is ridiculous.
- Now.

You gotta believe me.

I'm not some government agent.

I'm just a guy who tried...

don't lie to me, don't insult me,

and don't tell me what to believe.

How long have I been targeted?

How much do you know?

Oh, you think now is
an honorable time for you

to keep your silence?

But, Tony,

there's something you have to remember.

Maritza.

Javier.

Ricardo.

Cristina.

You introduced me to your whole family.

You brought me into your home.

I hope you never have
to regret that decision.

None of this was my idea.

They approached me.

Actually, it was more
like they kidnapped me.

You know, you should really
think about washing that thing.

Smells like somebody died in it.

Please tell me no one died in that hood.

Who are they?

A division of the CIA that
wouldn't take no for an answer.

And what did they want from you?

They wanted me to play soccer.

The L.A. Riot are having open tryouts.

There are two rounds of evaluations.

We need you to make it past the first.

Try out for a professional soccer team?

I thought it was a joke at first

till I realized it wasn't.

They wanted access to you.

Why?

They said you were involved
with some network

that was creating debt crises, civil wars.

They wanted me to get inside.

And you were only too happy to oblige.

No.

At first I turned them down.

But they had leverage.

Brother's coming up for parole.

On the off chance you weren't
compelled by competitive spirit,

we thought that we should have a plan B.

And what is that, exactly?

You complete the mission,

we'll make sure Ricky comes home.

If I didn't do the job,

Ricky was gonna suffer.

Didn't have a choice.

We all have a choice.

You made the wrong one.

Pick him up.

You know, if you're so
convinced that I'm your enemy,

then you killed the wrong guy.

I have many enemies,

and the night is young.

We've got 375 dead aboard
flight 409, passengers and crew.

We believe they died from
the same plague that wiped out

the Ze'Otec tribe.

And the virus was delivered
by way of an oxygen tank?

By a 112-year-old
man.

Presumably an agent of the network.

Yeah, one willing to
carry out a suicide mission.

Is there evidence this courier
worked for Galan's organization?

Agent Peacott?

Agent Peacott?

I'm sorry, what?

I asked if you found a direct link

between Galan's network and this courier.

Uh, yeah, we're
piecing it together right now.

I've just been going
through the footage to make sure

there's nothing we missed.

Well, keep me posted.

You sure he's okay?

I can only go on what the doctors tell me,

and they said he's fine.

All right, well, I want him on desk duty

until I say otherwise. Where's Bravo?

Uh, he should be on his way.

He must have got delayed.

[Elevator bell dings]

So what's the plan here, Mr. Galan?

Covering up a murder is
not as easy as it sounds.

People make mistakes.

I learned a few things in the DEA,

things that might help you
come out of this clean.

Letting you help me was my first mistake.

Or don't you remember?

You came to me with an offer of loyalty,

one I should have refused.

You really gotta know,
my priorities are entirely

with this team.

My loyalty is to you.

And this just a day
after your date at the auction

made away with an artifact
that was rightfully mine.

The two of you were a team.

- That's not how it was.
- Of course.

It was just a coincidence
that you were then in a position

to offer your help in getting back

and she just guessed
that it would be a good idea

to swap it out.

It's a fake!

Who was she?

I don't know.

I swear.

She fooled me too.

Tony, for a man whose job is lying,

you're doing a piss-poor job.

That was your pattern...

to get close to me,

to buy my trust.

You were never going to
see the big picture.

You get that?

I gave you only trifling jobs, no more.

You were never going to get any deeper.

So don't imagine you've
accomplished anything here

more than you have.

I haven't accomplished anything.

I got a plane full of dead people,

and I'm guessing there's
more where that came from.

You could help me stop it.

I wish that were true.

Where's the Camaro I bought you?

I lent it to my brother Ricky.

[Scoffs]

He wanted it for a date.

Open the trunk.

Put him in there.

[Grunting]

He won't fit.

Try harder.

You drive.

[Latin rock music]

♪ ♪

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The CDC's latest statement
urges the public to remain calm,

but that's done little

to stem the tide of speculation
about the threat

of future outbreaks.

[Radio show continues in background]

It's not just speculation, is it?

You know there's gonna be more attacks.

I told you, I know nothing of the sort.

He can shuffle the lineup all he wants...

is that why you sent Senna out of the city?

To the house in Palm Springs?
No argument there, but,

come on, you must know something.

Shut up.

We've got another Riot fan on the line.

Rick from Boyle heights, you're on the air.

Talk to me.

Hey, Jay, first-time listener,
longtime caller.

Just wanted to get your opinion

on last week's amazing
performance by Tony Bravo,

rising star of the L.A. Riot.

Whoa, whoa, hold up. Tony Bravo?

The Matador, yo.

What? That's still a thing?

He hasn't even scored a goal yet.

Is that your fucking brother?

It's not the goals. It's the performance.

I think so.

And that would be a no. Not one goal.

It's been nice talking to you,
Rick from Boyle heights.

For all the latest Tony Bravo
news and merchandise,

go to WWW.TonyMatadorBravo.com
#Matador...

that's about all I can take of that guy.

We need to pay some bills, more...

Just think how foolish
your brother's going to feel

when he finds out this is all a lie.

But it's not, though.

When it came to the soccer,
it was all real.

Ever since I was a kid, I wanted
to play on a real club.

Oh, stop. This is so pathetic.

[Cell phone ringing]

Answer it.

On speaker.

Anne, what's up?

[Australian accent] Tony, where are you?

I've been trying to reach you.

I was at the party kind of late, sorry.

Uh, well, we had a meeting
tonight, remember?

With the Red Bull Execs, we were
supposed to meet them at 10:30.

Yeah, I must have lost track of time.

Where are you now?

I'm heading home.

Uh, well, do you think
you could drop by the W?

You know, I could try and keep
them here a little longer.

No, I'm beat.

I think I'm just gonna call it a night.

Maybe we should reschedule.

So tell them I'm sorry.

Okay. Try and get some sleep.

Bravo's phone.

GPS has him heading north, about
40 miles outside of Glendale.

Wherever he's going, it's not home.

Your agent is diligent.

Yeah, she's a real pit bull.

When I cut you from the team,
she stormed into my office

as if she was on a mission.

What's this bullshit about you
rescinding his contract offer?

Well, maybe she was.

I don't think I've
ever known anyone represent

a virtually unknown client with such vigor.

She's in on it too, isn't she?

No.

Isn't she?

Bravo's in trouble.

We think he's been taken captive.

What do we know?

He's in a moving car with someone.

We assume it's Samuel.

Okay.

Assemble an intercept team.

- On it.
- Not you.

I don't care what the doctors say.

You're not ready to go back in the field.

For all we know,
there's another infected plane

in the air already.

I need you here, working leads.

[Tire pops]

[Groans]

Looks like we got a flat.

Oh, really? I didn't know that.

Thank you.

I'm just saying.

I'm gonna go and fix it,
if that's all right.

I'll go with you.

- [Sighs]
- [Car door closes]

[Groans]

Ah, shit! What?

My lug wrench, think I must
have left it at my mom's house.

Oh, really?

I helped her patch a tire.

Must have forgot to put it back in.

Well, that's an unfortunate turn of events.

Looks like it's our lucky day.

Handle them.

Yo.

Looks like you got yourself a flat tire.

Yeah.

Me and my brother, we could fix it for you.

For $100.

It's cool, man.

I'm a mechanic. I can handle it.

Yeah, well, maybe you just
want to give us $100 anyway.

Look, man, we don't want any trouble.

Trouble-free, that's a good policy.

I don't think I have $100.

We'll take what you got.

Here.

[All grunting]

Gentlemen,

we won't be requiring
your services this evening,

but we could use your lug wrench.

[Tires screech]

Well done.

Now change the goddamn tire.

So I missed my connecting flight,

which was frustrating,
but something went wrong.

I'm thankful too that

whatever, you know, killed those people,

you know, we don't want that getting out.

You gotta be kidding me.

That was a nice clothesline back there.

Lucha libre,

I used to watch every
match when I was a kid,

unless it conflicted with futbol.

That was my first love.

I was four.

In my village in Oaxaca,
we played on a pasture...

inhaling dust and stepping in cow shit.

My first ball was a stitched-up
cow bladder, can you believe it?

Still, I loved it.

Me too.

I guess it was something
I learned from my father.

Javi?

No, my real father.

Where is he now?

He died when I was six.

[Indistinct radio chatter]

We have Bravo's phone signal
from the vehicle just ahead.

Two males. Closing in now.

[Indistinct radio chatter]

Out of the car now!

Get out of the vehicle now!

- Get on the ground.
- Hands up.

Turn around. Face the vehicle.

Interlock your fingers behind your head.

Spread 'em.

- Trunk's clear.
- Car's clear.

I think I found something. A phone.

Mason.

It's Bravo's. Damn it.

What is this place?

It's the site of Unafonica's
next cellular base station.

They're pouring the second slab
of foundation next Thursday.

Keys.

Get him out of there.

- You were right.
- [Grunts]

I did have a choice.

I took the mission,

but it wasn't just about
getting Ricky out of jail,

it was about me.

This was my chance to live my dream.

That's very touching.

Start digging.

- Mr. Galan...
- Make it deep,

enough for two.

Just wait.

Look, it doesn't have to go down like this.

If you knew some of
the things I've done, Tony,

you would know it has to
go down exactly like this.

Dig!

Over there.

You don't even know it,
but I'm on your side.

Gone out of my way to protect you.

I'm serious.

In Nicaragua,

during that futsal game,

there was gonna be a DEA raid that day.

Everyone there would've been taken.

[Indistinct radio chatter]

But you never even knew about
it 'cause I stopped it.

This raid is going down, and
if we want our OP to continue,

we have to keep Galan clear of it.

If I didn't, you'd probably
still be in a DEA holding cell.

Oh, Tony, please.

It's the truth.

Suppose it is.

All you did was save yourself
and your mission.

That's not something you did for me.

All right, fine.

When Moktar Zola kidnapped Senna

and held her captive

in the stadium,

I knew all about it because
of the bug in your office.

But what you didn't know is,
I violated orders to save her.

My handlers didn't care about Senna,

as long as they got Intel on you.

But that didn't sit right with me,

so I got myself red-carded and sent off

so that I could find her
and get her out of there,

all in direct violation of my orders.

Otherwise, your daughter would be dead.

When I said that I was just lucky to be

in the right place at the right time,

that was the lie.

I was there because I chose to be.

There must have been another reason.

Yeah,

because I know what it's like
for a family to be torn apart.

Your father...

what happened to him?

Car accident.

He drove off the road, hit a transformer.

Whole car went up.

That must have been hard.

I remember how he was before the crash.

He was different.

It was like he knew something
was gonna happen.

He was scared.

Scared?

Of what?

A couple weeks earlier, we were at a park

where we always went.

We were playing soccer,
like a hundred other times.

And then this old woman...

suddenly she starts screaming at him.

[Screaming in Spanish]

She kept screaming at him,

something that sounded like a name.

Camille, Camille.

Where did your parents come from, Tony?

Chiapas, why?

No reason.

Anyway...

After that day, my father changed.

He was nervous,

distant.

Couple weeks later, he was dead.

Both have extensive records,
but the stories were consistent.

Both identify photos of Tony and Galan

as the men whose flat they offered to fix.

And the cell was stashed in the wiper well?

Galan must have put it
there to lead us astray.

At least we know Tony's alive.

Or was, three hours ago.

[Knocking on glass]

Whatever, you know,
killed those people, you know,

we don't want that getting out.

This... you know, the airport
officials and the police...

they've been on top of Th...

that face look familiar to you?

Should it?

Next video, here we go.

This was taken the day of
Haik Katoyan's alleged suicide.

He used to a pretty sociable
guy, but the last few months,

something was different... I don't know...

it's the same guy.

This here is what they call a crisis actor,

somebody whose purpose is to
spread a message that supports...

I know what a crisis actor is.

Nice catch.

Find him. Bring him in.

[Panting]

It wasn't a spur-of-the-moment
thing, was it?

Killing him?

You must have thought about it a lot.

You couldn't control him.

You don't know what you're talking about.

Well, I know he pulled a gun on you

the day Zola kidnapped
your daughter in your office.

If you don't get me the information I seek,

I will kill your daughter

and make you watch.

Make the call.

He would've killed you
for making that call.

Hang up the phone!

You die if you do this.

- Better me than my daughter.
- Both of you!

And that's when we realized
that you weren't

the one calling the shots.

Samuel answered to someone else.

Drop it, Tony.

Or what?

You'll kill me?

It's not that I couldn't trust him.

It's because he would've exposed
me for allowing a mole, you,

into this organization!

You're afraid.

It's only gonna get worse,

once the other members
of your group realize

that you've exposed them.

What are you talking about?

We've got names.

I've seen the list.

[Scoffs] There is no list.

No?

Then what about all
those other people visiting

the Adaptive Wellness clinic?

Guys at the office say it's
a real "who's who" of the 1%.

If such a list exists,
give me one name on that list

besides my own.

Gene Belasco.

[Laughs]

Gene's a friend of mine.

You think I wouldn't know
if he was part of this?

You don't even know who
the other people are, do you?

[Chuckles]

You really are screwed.

Get in.

What do you think happens
when they find out

that you've killed one of your own?

You can't stay public.

What, you go off the grid?

Looking over your shoulder, you and Senna?

Or are you gonna drag her down with you?

You're trapped.

The government on one side and
your own people on the other,

there's no place to hide.

And I suppose you have an alternative.

Turn yourself in.

Tell us what you know.

Help us take them down.

It's better one enemy than two, right?

And why should I trust you?

Because, believe it or not, Mr. Galan,

I actually like you.

You've done right by me and my family.

I just think you got
into bed with the wrong people

and things just got out of hand.

I don't wanna burn you.

I just need whatever happened on
that plane to not happen again.

If you help us,

I promise,

I will protect you.

It's only been eight hours. We'll find him.

Yeah, but in what condition?

If Bravo is still alive,
finding and interrogating

this crisis actor is still the best lead

to find out where he is.

Or you could just ask me.

Oh, yeah, I hope it's okay.

I brought a plus-one.

Nicely done, Bravo.

Bagged the white whale.

But?

But nothing. It's a real coup.

Learn to take a compliment, jeez.

Keep in mind, immunity is
contingent upon your assistance

having a significant and beneficial impact

on the investigation.

You hold back, and I pull it.

Agent and player together again.

You played your role well, Ms. Spencer.

Or whatever your name is.

Let's just stick with that one for now.

If you ever leave the CIA, let me know.

Maybe I could use you.

I'll keep that in mind.

What do you know about the virus?

I wish to emphasize that I had no idea

that terrorism was on the agenda.

So it was just a coincidence
that the artifact

you dug up in Nicaragua contained the virus

that killed all of the passengers
on flight 409.

Coincidence would be the wrong word.

Then give me a better one.

I would say it was a deception.

Mr. Galan,

you need to tell her
what she wants to know.

If you want immunity,

if you want to be there for Senna,

this is the only way.

See, in order for you
to understand my situation,

I have to go back.

I have to go back to explain to you

how I arrived at this point.

I was recruited in 2003 by Gideon Khan,

who I met at the reception
for the Natural History Museum.

Khan.

We've crossed paths with him before.

Yeah, Bravo's first mission.

Khan was carrying the satellite
frequency codes.

Gideon recognized me as what he called

"a forward-thinking person."

He spoke of a global network
of like-minded individuals

who were looking to maximize
their influence

and profit potential.

By what means?

Through a coordinated
mobilization of resources.

Who's they? What do you call yourselves?

The Lamarck Foundation.

Membership has its privileges.

"The Lamarck Foundation.

Founded in 1887 by statesmen,
businessmen, and scientists,

dedicated to the progressive-era ideals

of scientific and social progress."

Sounds like a wild bunch.

[Typing]

But the group was dissolved in
1914 on the Eve of World War I.

Or they just went underground.

But for many in the network,

there was a more personal reason
for... for them to be members.

Let me guess...

living forever.

Longevity.

Radical life extension.

The promise of living to see
how the world will change

for decades to come.

Even longer.

- [Scoffs]
- What?

Oh, it's nothing. It's just...

you're a smart man, Mr. Galan.

I'm surprised you'd be taken in
by the promise of immortality.

Yeah, like you, I was skeptical at first.

If Lucien Sayer's miracle drug
really does what he claimed,

it would be a goldmine
for pharmaceutical companies.

You know about Sayer?

The drug is just a primer.

It has to be supplemented with
the application of mitochondria,

new mitochondria from young
and healthy individuals.

Harvest the mitochondria, multiply them,

then place them into the cells
of patients like myself.

Has it worked for you?

It's hard to tell.

I haven't been on it for long,

but it seems to have done
very well for Dr. Sayer.

So you're saying you've met Lucien Sayer?

Yes.

He's the current head of the foundation.

I met him in London in 2010.

I'd been part of the group for a few years,

I suppose Dr. Sayer decided
I was ready for the next step.

Exponential advances in science only occur

with the right amount of brainpower

and the right amount of capital.

I supply the former.
You provide the latter.

Money, yes, you're certainly
asking for a lot of that.

Hardly, given the rewards.

And I can deliver.

What if I'm not around when
these advances become available?

Have faith, Andres.

If you make it to 80, I
can help you live to 125.

By the time you are 125,

we'll have the means to get you to 200.

Sounds plausible when you put it like that.

Look at me.

How old would you say I am?

Early 50s.

I'm almost 70.

The treatment works.

Mitochondrial replacement
is only the beginning,

a stop-gap.

But believe me, there are
new and amazing discoveries

in the field almost every day.

Sayer was talking about
the Ze'Otec civilization

about a year ago.

He assigned me the job of
acquiring one of their relics.

At the Brenton's auction.

But the acquisition
didn't quite go to plan.

There was some sort of hiccup
with my line of credit,

which I now suspect was no mistake.

Anyway, our failure to secure the artifact

necessitated our trip to Nicaragua.

So you secured the virus

through another Ze'Otec artifact.

I was deceived.

Sayer told me the
Ze'Otecs had a distinctive DNA,

a survivor gene that would naturally extend

the human lifespan.

You facilitated the worst bioterrorism act

this country has ever seen.

You were crucial at
every stage of the process.

I would never knowingly be
party to something so horrific.

And why should we believe you?

Do you know what's wrong
with dead people, hmm?

They don't buy things.

You can't sell them a smartphone

with an unlimited data plan.

God knows I'm no Saint,

and I've been accused
of many things in my life,

but one thing I've never been accused of

is not trying to make a profit.

That is a very nice speech, Mr. Galan,

but right now all I care about
is stopping the next attack.

And if you can't help me with
that, then you're no good to me.

You need to reach out to Sayer.

I can't do that. He mistrusts me already.

Well, then reach out to someone
else in the network

and find out what they know.

The network is compartmentalized.

No single member knows more
than coup of others, at most.

Wait. There may be a way.

Tony said you have some kind of list.

A list of members' names,
of people I might not know?

What about it?

Let me look at the list.

Perhaps I can reach out,
see what they know.

We could do that ourselves.

No, you don't have my kind of access.

You are not one of them.

We'll consider it. One other thing.

Do you know this man?

No.

- Get down! Get down!
- Don't do it!

Don't do it!

[Overlapping chatter]

Hands behind your back.

Not a chance in hell.

We are not turning Galan into an asset,

and we are definitely
not giving him that list.

What are you afraid of?

I'm not afraid. I'm cautious.

Maybe you should try it.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means you gave privileged information

to a target of our investigation.

You don't know how someone
like Galan could use that.

Tony turned him, and
that is the important thing.

Really, Annie?

If you took a moment to stop defending him,

you might be able to see
things more clearly.

I understand your reservations,

but at this stage, we
don't have any options.

We have the crisis actor in custody now.

That is a solid lead,
and we're gonna follow it.

Of course, but why not use Galan as well?

Because I don't trust him.

Doesn't matter anyway.

After we finish interrogating Galan,

he'll never see the light of day.

You can't do that.

We made a deal.

[Chuckles]

There is no deal, Tony.

I gave him my word, Annie.

This is not the DEA.

When it comes to matters
of national security,

so-called immunity agreements
are worthless.

Once we've got what we need,
Andres Galan goes away for good.

I think he's on the verge, sir.

I don't think that'll be necessary.

Mr. Furman, is it?

It's time.

I know you're gonna tell
us everything eventually.

Let's not make this any more
unpleasant than it has to be.

So you're the good cop, then?

[Clears throat]

Let's save some time here.

We know you work for the
Lamarck Foundation,

but you're not exactly leadership, are you?

Leaders don't stick their necks out.

That'd be too dangerous.

That's work for loyal soldiers like you.

But to keep you properly motivated,

they made some grand promises...

promises like wealth and immortality.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I suppose they've downplayed the risks,

told you that they
had influence everywhere.

Strings they could pull
if you ever got caught

doing their dirty laundry.

But...

Do you know who I answer to, Mr. Furman?

The president?

Nobody.

I have total discretion to
handle you exactly as I please.

In this place, there are
no strings to pull.

We don't have rules,
we don't extend rights,

and this goes on until I say it stops.

Here's what we wanna know.

We want to know who
gives you your assignments,

what do you know about the
attack on flight 409,

and are further attacks being planned?

So you let us know when you're ready.

Hey.

Flight 409 wasn't a terrorist attack.

It was a test.

A test that killed 375 people.

And yielded data.

Valuable data.

Look, the virus killed too fast.

In fact, it never made it off
the plane to spread the disease.

But it's being modified.

It'll work better next time

kill slower, spread wider.

Who's modifying the virus?

- Lucien Sayer?
- I don't know who that is.

And here I thought we had an understanding!

- Was it Lucien Sayer?
- Yes, Lucien Sayer.

What do you know about his plan?

What I know can be summarized
in just one sentence:

You're all going to die.

- Noah, what's up?
- Just talked to Billie.

Her team's been breaking
down our witness's laptop,

and they found something.

Data's coming through now.

Next time it won't be just one plane.

They're hitting every city at once.

We're talking millions dead
in a matter of days.

Are we sure they're capable
of slowing the kill rate

in order to increase the rate of infection?

Given how quickly
they reanimated the virus,

it's entirely possible
they could engineer it

to make it more dangerous.

Sir, if virus 2.0 is coming,

we don't have time to spend
working another target.

I agree, it's risky to trust Galan,

but it's more risky not to trust him.

We need to find that virus, and
fast, before it's disseminated.

Okay.

You get your wish. We flip Galan.

He gets immunity.

You'll be his handler.

I'll hold you responsible for his actions.

Yes, sir.

I cannot do what you ask
without protection.

Sayer is an extremely cautious man.

He subjects even his closest allies

to the highest level of scrutiny.

Then put on your game face.

You need to get deeper inside Lamarck.

If I suddenly demand a larger
role in the operation,

is thought to be suspicious.

I need a foolproof exit plan.

There's no such thing.

That's the risk you agreed to take.

Maybe we're going about this wrong.

We shouldn't be trying to get
Galan to reach out to Sayer.

We should be trying to get
Sayer to reach out to Galan.

If you have an actual plan, I am all ears.

Ears are fine.

Your nose...

you might wanna plug.

Oh, god. [Coughs]

What are we supposed to do with him?

Bring him back from the dead.

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