All language subtitles for Counterpart.S02E01.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Hi, Howard.

-He looks exactly like me.
-He is you, Howard.

30 years ago, scientists,

they opened up a crossing.

When you go through this door,

you're in another world.

Our worlds were almost identical

until their flu killed
millions of our people.

ALICE PRIME:
The office where I come from

had a proposal to exert
quiet influence on your side.

They were going to expedite
the arrival of an agent called

Shadow.

You are going to be the one
who changes everything.

It was an illegal program,
coded "Indigo."

They have been cultivating
sleeper cells,

trained in the art
of replacing their others.

These people,
they're connected everywhere,

every floor,
our side and theirs.

They believe the '96 epidemic
was our doing,

and this was their
act of revenge.

[ screaming ]

Management, with respect.

Admit that this is the work
of a rogue faction.

If we don't,
it could be the end

of diplomacy
between our worlds.

Management has requested

that infiltrators be

hunted down immediately.

A specialist will be
assigned to work

with Deputy Director Quayle.

Our Emily, she's woken up.

I wonder who's gonna take care
of her in the future

now that your other
is never coming back,

and his life belongs to you.

PRIME:
Aldrich is not gonna be

a problem for us anymore.

This one was for me.

We need to call a truce.

Nobody finds out
about your wife,

as long as nothing
happens to mine.

She's not your wife. She's his.

So this is where you meet.

So it was all for this.

Five years of marriage...
preparation.

Peter, it hasn't even begun.

INTERVIEWER:
Do you believe in God?

TEMPLE:
Yes.

INTERVIEWER:
Why?

TEMPLE: Are you asking
why I believe in God?

Because I'm fairly certain
I don't have to answer that.

INTERVIEWER [ chuckles ]:
No, I suppose you're right.

So, at the FBI, you worked for
the counterintelligence unit.

-Nine years.
-Four spy rings exposed.

22 Chinese and Russian agents.

Why do you think you're
so good at catching spies?

Because I understand what
it's like to be an outsider,

to have my nose
pressed against the glass.

I see the world
the way they see the world.

[ door opens ]

Over the last few weeks,

you've cleared
all the requisite hurdles.

I think it's time you learn

what all of this
is really about.

[ TV clicks on ]

What if I told you that,
for the last 30 years,

here in Berlin,
we've been guarding a crossing

that leads into another world?

I'd say that's
an oddly specific question

when the others
have been so generic.

[ man speaking German ]

[ clattering ]

[ overlapping shouting ]

There's more to show you.

This is only the start.

Do you want to proceed?

What exactly is it you want me
to do at this office?

We need you to hunt
a very special kind of spy.

♪

♪

♪

[ bird squawking ]

[ whimpering, panting ]

[ gasps ]

[ panting ]

[ crying ]
Herbert.

-[ footfalls approaching ]
-Herbert.

[ gasps ]

[ panting ]

[ grunts ]

[ panting ]

[ footfalls approaching ]

Shadow?

[ silenced gunshots ]

[ wind blowing ]

[ "I Don't Want to Set the World
on Fire" by Ink Spots playing ]

♪ I don't want to set

♪ The world

♪ On fire...

♪ I just want to start

♪ A flame

♪ In your heart

♪ In my heart I have but one

-♪ Desire...
-[ whistling ]

♪ And that one is you

♪ No other will

♪ Do...

-♪ I've lost all ambition
-[ grunts ]

♪ For worldly acclaim

-♪ I just want to be the one
-[ door opens ]

[ door shuts ]

♪ And with your admission ♪

♪

Nothing. He's gone.

Well, he certainly left
in a hurry.

Must have just missed him.

Tear this place apart.

Right.

FANCHER:
Everything is different now.

After what happened
in our hallways.

To our coworkers.
To our friends.

It's changed us.

We suspect
everyone around us now.

These people
we are holding downstairs,

they are not agents.

They are diplomats,

bureaucrats from the other side
who came here legally,

guilty of no crime whatsoever

but being on the wrong side
when you closed the Crossing.

Anyone from their world

is to be considered an enemy.

Indigo has spies
who could be among them.

Management--
Peter and his department--

have been working tirelessly
to clean house.

They caught Aldrich.

Exposed him
for what he was, Shadow,

the mole infiltrating
our Third Floor.

They are doing everything
they possibly can.

OPERATOR:
Yes, they are.

That's why Management
has selected

an outside specialist
who will partner with Mr. Quayle

to root out these sleepers.

Part-- Sorry, partner?

Mr. Quayle,

we trust you will see to it
she is made comfortable.

Yeah, of course.

♪

[ woman speaking German
over P.A. ]

♪

[ lock buzzes, latch clicks ]

[ woman speaking German
over P.A. ]

[ dog barking ]

Line's here.

Line's here.

That way.

[ woman speaking German
over P.A. ]

Howard Silk.

[ dog barking ]

Danke schon.

[ beep ]

♪

What's going on?

Quayle's got a new neighbor.

Excuse me. May I have
your attention, please?

Thank you.

Hi.

My name is Naya Temple.

Management has assigned me
to help your department

identify the interlopers

who just weeks ago
brought terror to this office.

I know many of you
might feel unsafe.

I don't have the words
to express how sorry I am

for the atrocities
that took place here.

Your home has been compromised

and there are more of these
people hiding among us.

You might look
at your neighbors and wonder:

are they really your neighbors?

Are they from our world...
or theirs?

My door is always open.

If there's anyone acting
like they're not themselves,

anything you want to say at all,
please come to me.

We're going
to find these people...

together.

Thank you.

[ door closes ]

Okay, who is she?

She's former FBI.

Jesus, this is,
this is bad, Peter.

Oh, b-bad, that's the word
I was looking for.

She wants people to start
reporting on each other.

How long before that
comes back to us?

[ door opens ]

[ faucet running ]

What does she want from you?

She wants me to find Lambert.

So find Lambert.

-It's not that simple.
-Trust me.

-It'll buy us some time.
-I can't.

Why not?

I can't.

Because Lambert has something
on your wife,

and you're the one
who's been tipping him off.

Look, things at home
are extremely complicated.

I don't know
what's more pathetic,

the guy that doesn't know
he's a dupe,

or the guy who knows it and just
fucking goes along with it.

Hey, look, we both have
our covers here.

I need to earn her trust
so I can find out

what her people
are gonna do next.

How's yourwife, by the way?

I hear she's being discharged.

Maybe you could jog
that memory of hers,

seeing as she probably knows
what they're gonna do as well.

Take care of this.

[ door opens and closes ]

Here we are.

Welcome home.

It's... s...

[ Emily Silk sighs ]

I'm sorry. What...?

What's the word when...

everything's a bit off?

Strange?

Say it again.

Strange.

It's strange.

This place.

You know, in a dream
when you're in your home...

but it's not your home.

Yeah.

Aw.

Can you read that for me?
I can't read it.

From your mother.

"My dearest darling, Emily,

I'm so sorry I can't be there
with you."

Okay, let's spare me the rest.

Some people I am starting
to remember.

This is so odd.

When you know a place
but you don't know it.

Is someone staying with us?

No, uh, that's... for me.

I didn't know how well
you'd remember me,

and, uh, I thought in there

it might feel like you were
in bed with a stranger.

I want you to be comfortable.

I remember you.

You're my husband.

FANCHER:
To rent? [ chuckles ]

To-to throw away that money

when you, when you had
that beautiful home.

QUAYLE: Things really
weren't right there.

We needed the change.

AVA:
Well, we're a walk away now.

And that's all that matters.

CLARE:
It's a fresh start, Dad.

We talked about this.

Children need yards.

[ sighs ] Well,
it's a better commute for Peter,

and we're happier here.

I missed being in the center
of things.

Work. Work isn't everything.

Don't think I don't see that.

-I see your face, smart-ass.
-[ laughter ]

Roland, I thought
that heart was stone.

He's been very sentimental
lately. [ laughs ]

Before he overdoes it, I think
we'd better call it a night.

Hmm?

PETER: Why, thank you
so much for coming.

Thank you
for the fantastic dinner.

FANCHER:
That was a nice bottle.

AVA:
I know.

-CLARE: Bye.
-QUAYLE: Bye. Good night.

So, you able
to give him the warning?

Lambert.

Yeah.

Thank you.

There's a new woman
in the office.

She's gonna be a problem,
I think.

She's suspicious of how Lambert
keeps getting away.

Asking about points
of compromise.

I'm gonna need something
to give to her.

Just to buy us some time,
throw her off the scent.

I don't have anything
to give you.

No, I protected Lambert.

-For you.
-For us.

But now I need you
to do something for me.

I haven't heard from them
since the attack.

I told you, they're laying low.

[ Spencer crying ]

Oh, it's-it's your night.

You can take her in your room.

You can have her.

[ Spencer continues crying ]

Hi.

Hi.
[ inhales sharply ]

Oh.

[ grunts ]

How is my little turnip? Huh?

[ muffled ]
I missed you.

I missed you today.

Did you have a good one?

Yeah? What'd you get up to?

[ Spencer panting ]

Hey. Hey.

What's wrong? Huh?

-What's this?
-[ squeals ]

Ah.

♪

♪

[ indistinct chatter nearby ]

[ men shouting in German ]

[ tires screeching,
car horns honking ]

[ men shouting in German ]

[ car horns honking,
tires screeching ]

[ speaks German ]

[ car door opens ]

Edgar Brandt.

Appears you've overstayed
your visa.

[ speaks German ]

EDGAR: I don't fucking know
where Claude Lambert is.

I've never met the bastard.

I'm just a courier.

I was over here
on a routine crossing,

and the doors closed behind me.

Yeah, but you didn't turn
yourself in.

I didn't know what the fuck
was going on.

Because for years now,
you've been carrying messages

for Indigo, haven't you?

Pouches.

From your side
to Claude Lambert.

Who passes them on
to sleeper agents over here.

You know about these people?

I do.

Then you know what they'd do
if I talked.

They go after families.

[ door opens ]

Now, these messages y-you
brought from Indigo,

where did you bring them?

Now, I can protect you
from them, Edgar.

But Customs is the only
chance you've got now.

It's a prison-- monitored.

It was a barn in Sacrow.

The woman who lived there
would draw the blinds

if it wasn't safe.

If Lambert is hiding, you think
this is where he might be?

Like I said, I haven't seen him.

All right.

Address, please.

[ overlapping chatter
in German ]

[ overlapping chatter
continues ]

[ clanking ]

Hey.

I got Turkish again.

Hope that's okay.

What's all this?

Oh, shouldn't we take this back?

Uh, well...

It's overdue, yeah.

I found it in a drawer.

Why would I put a library book
away in a drawer?

Did-did you put it there?

-I... don't think so.
-[ sighs ]

And I don't understand

the woman who chose
this picture.

I just... Wh-- I mean...

It's-- everything in this place
is just so st...

-Strange?
-[ exhales ]

Yes, I know the word.
I ju...

[ exhales sharply ]

Are any of these things

bringing back any memories?

I don't know.

Well, think.
I mean, maybe...

we need to start trying
to shake things loose.

Maybe we should just take
the library book back.

We could, uh...
we could just keep it,

and maybe
we could read it together.

Why are you speaking
to me like that?

What? Like what?

Like I'm some sort
of child. I...

I... I'm not talking
like you're a child.

No, you're speaking to me,

and there's kind of impatience
in your voice.

No, I'm talking to you
like you're a woman who's...

a woman who needs to try
to recover her memory...

No, you... you sound like you
want me to get better quicker,

-and I'm...
-Can I finish a sentence?!

[ sighs ]

I don't want any Turkish.

Maybe you could cook for me
like you used to.

[ door closes ]

You know what they don't tell
you about being a grandpa?

-Hmm?
-It's eerie.

I remember
when you were her age.

She makes the same face you do.

[ both chuckle ]

I always see more Peter in her.

Oh, no. She's you.

I guess that means
you'll be your mother.

-Don't.
-Oh, yeah, you'll see.

You'll send her
to all the same classes--

-gymnastics, ballet, cotillion.
-[ chuckles ]

I want her to tell me
what she wants to do.

I don't want to fill her
with any expectations.

Hey.

Kiddo.

What you looking at? Hey.

Come here.

Come here.
I got you, I got you.

I got you. I got you.

Dad, isn't your lunch hour over?

Aren't you too young
to be watching the clock?

-[ crying ]
-Okay, okay.
Mm, here's your mama.

[ stops crying ]

-See you next week.
-Bye, Dad.

Next time tell your man

to keep his distance
when I'm with family.

Is that what we're calling him?

I'm the one who has to listen
to stories about my childhood

from the face of a man
who looks like my father.

The least you could do
is give me the space.

Yeah, well,
I don't feel sorry for you.

It's not like you're the one
squatting in hideouts

-like some peasant.
-There's a new person
at the Office.

They're turning up the heat.

She suspects
you're being tipped off.

Yes. I hear they just
apprehended Edgar Brandt.

How'd you hear that?

You think you're
my only source, my dear?

I have sources.

And more sources.

And their sources.
In fact, they call me

a sourcier.

The only thing Edgar Brandt
knows about

is the dead drop
at Sacrow, right?

He can't lead them to you.

No, fortunately.

Still, it doesn't sit well.

Someone is talking.

That's the last missive
from home,

just before they closed
the doors.

Everything's right on schedule.

They want you to be
the one who activates

-the final sleeper cell.
-That wasn't the plan.

Things have changed, apparently.

You'll get this to them,
will you?

Exciting times.

Auf Wiedersehen.

Howard Silk?

Hi, Howard.

-Please, have a seat.
-Thank you.

First of all,
you know this is all routine.

I'm just getting to know faces,
names, stories.

-Yeah, of course.
-But I will say, Howard,

you in particular, I've been
looking through your file.

Interface, 29 years.

Than Analysis, Strategy,
all in the span of a week.

Yeah.

Yeah. Well, th-there was cause.

Yes, I know. Your wife.

Peter Quayle tells me
he promoted you

because he had
to enlist your help.

Yes. S-Someone was
trying to kill her.

[ chuckles softly ]
Well, that'll do it.

Sorry, I don't mean
to make light

-of the situation.
-It's okay.

I was just read in myself.

It's put my world
into a different light.

I don't think I'll ever be able

to look at my husband
the same way again.

I know the feeling.

I hear she's home, your wife.

-Yeah.
-And she's having trouble

recovering certain aspects
of her memory?

Yeah. She remembers me.

Does she remember working here?

Uh, we haven't really...

I mean, we-we didn't talk
about her work...

uh, before much, so...

You're trying to give her space.

Yeah.

Is it hard,
all these years not knowing

who she was, and now...?

I-I-I, I think I'm still...

processing it.

Hmm.

Howard, if she
remembers anything,

you'll come to me?

Yes, of course.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Chair.

EMILY SILK:
Chair.

COMPUTER VOICE:
Tree.

Tree.

Past.

Well, I'd say "past," but...

Excellent.

Now let's try it
without the voice.

[ doctor taps keyboard ]

[ pen clicks ]

I don't know what it says.

Don't worry.

Think of it like we're trying
to rewire your brain.

-These things take time.
-What are you writing?

Your eyes are good.
You're able

-to focus on words.
-How do I know you wrote that?

I can call in your husband
to read it...

I don't trust him.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean that.

It's okay.

That's normal
with this kind of condition.

Everything is strange.

My home. My wife.

My-- sorry,
what did you call him?

-Husband.
-Husband. I...

I'm not making
any progress, am I?

Actually, Emily, I think your
progress has been remarkable.

This aphasia is normal.

But your recall,
your ability to adjust

to routine, is something
I'm very encouraged by.

This man I've been living beside

for 30 years, and...

[ sighs ]

...there's something missing.

-I...
-It'll all come back.

If you want
to speed along the process,

there are certain things
you can do to trigger memories.

What do you mean?

Well, first off, don't
lock yourself in that flat.

Get out. Explore your world.

You'd be surprised
how much comes back.

I'm sorry I was
so frustrated yesterday.

Apparently
it's par for the course.

So... good luck with that.

This is nice, isn't it?

Just... walking.

Yeah.

Yeah, I miss this.

I got a phone call from a guy
who said he's my brother today.

Oh, well,
that would be good old Eric.

What did he want?

It was really odd.
He just made these lame excuses

for why he and my mum
weren't here when I was ill.

That sounds about right.

[ British accent ]
"Well, you do know Mother.

"Just last week, she asked
for eggshell on her walls.

Not paint. Actual eggshell."

That's exactly
what he sounded like.

[ dog barking in distance ]

[ sighs ]
I think I'm gonna take a shower.

Okay.

[ dog barking in distance ]

[ sighs ]

[ Temple praying in Arabic ]

[ continues in Arabic ]

[ knocking ]

Early riser.

Kindred spirits.

[ takes deep breath ]

Do you remember being read in?

Never forget it.

All my adult life,
I've knelt on that mat

and prayed towards Mecca.

And wherever I was,
I set aside everything.

Just me and God.

And now I can't stop thinking
that there are two worlds.

Two Meccas.

And y-you get used to it.

-Do you?
-[ laughs ]: Yeah.

E-Eventually.
[ clears throat ]

So, I sent a team out to Sacrow
on that Claude Lambert lead.

-Thank you.
-Wonderful.

Okay, well, let me know
when you hear back.

Management says...

[ laughs ]
Do you get used to that, too?

Taking orders from a camera?

-Not yet, no.
-[ chuckles ]

Well, they say
that you're the one

who exposed Aldrich as Shadow.

Caught him at the hospital
trying to murder

our agent, Emily Silk.

Um... yeah.

Well, so what's your secret?

-There's no... secret.
-Mr. Quayle.

Peter. Please.

I'm just trying to get
a lay of the land around here.

I know spy games,
but this, I mean...

between Management,
these computers...

O-Oh, these you do
get used to, sort of.

The source who was
your breakthrough on Shadow,

was it the same source
who turned you to Edgar?

Look, I'm not asking who--
I know better than that--

but is there other intelligence

this source might provide,
or files I can read?

Not really. No.

Well, whatever you do have,
I'd really love to see it.

Okay. Sure, I mean, of course.
Sure.

[ door opens ]

[ door closes ]

Okay, so, I went after Lambert,
like you said.

I found a nice dead-end lead
to keep her quiet,

but now she wants to know
my fucking source.

Okay, so what do you want
from me?

-You work in Accounting.
-Yeah, so?

So you can manufacture
a backlog of payments

for a source that
I've been paying for information

on Shadow and Edgar Brandt.

You want me to protect
your wife?

-Well, that is our deal, yeah.
-Yeah, well, somebody

was lurking outside of my home
last night.

Seems like your wife might
have forgotten our little deal.

No, I told her t-to stay away.

Well, take control
of the situation, okay?

Then I'll handle
your accounting thing.

No, you have to help me now.

Look, if I...
[ sighs ]

All you need to do is just put
the money in an account

and I'll make it disappear,

so it looks like
someone spent it.

This is the last fucking
time we meet here.

♪

[ bicycle bell dings ]

[ vehicle approaching ]

-HOWARD: Going out?
-EMILY SILK: Dry cleaners.

[ bicycle bell dinging ]

[ siren wailing in distance ]

[ door unlocking ]

Jesus. Emily?

Emily?!

[ sighs ]
Are you all right?

It's just not... who I am.

-I mean...
-What?

Did you even like me?

Before?

Well, of course I did.

But you didn't know me.

At work.

You-you said that you've been
promoted to that department.

-To Strategy.
-Yeah.

That was my department.

I remember.

And if you work there now,

it means you know
what I did for a living,

and you know
that I kept it from you.

And yet,

you-you haven't...
mentioned it.

The timing was never right.

I lied to you.

It's...

We can deal with that when...

when you're ready.

I'm just getting
this feeling that

I don't...

I don't really like
who I was before.

Maybe...

I shouldn't even be telling you.

Do you remember...

our first date?

That-that restaurant?

Was it Chinese?

Yes. Right.

It was, uh...

the only Chinese place
in town back then,

at least that I knew of...

and I really wanted
to impress you.

But it was bad,

and I was embarrassed.

But you just put on
a brave face

and then you started

just laughing
at the whole thing,

and you made me laugh, and

we spent hours just talking.

When you left to go
to the ladies' room,

I told the waiter,
"I'm gonna marry her."

That's who you are.

You turn bad things good.

I don't remember her.

I don't know that woman.

Well, forget about her then.

And him.

Let's, uh...

Let's start all over.

There's a new Chinese place
right down the street.

Should we try it?

Maybe it's terrible.

[ chuckles ]

[ dog barking ]

♪

Thank you.

Mr. Quayle?

What's wrong?

We're needed downstairs.
There's been an incident.

[ prisoners shouting ]

[ banging ]

QUAYLE:
Oh, Christ.

[ shouting continues ]

But why do you think
he would do this to himself?

He was coerced. Someone probably
made him believe

this was an easier way out.

So, can we do something
about this banging, please?

[ banging continues ]

They're scared.

Indigo still has people inside.

[ shouting continues ]

[ silverware clinking ]

What's wrong?

[ Quayle pants ]

Peter, what's wrong?

[ Quayle pants ]

Edgar Brandt is dead.

It was taken care of.

[ panting ]

How many people do you still
have on the inside?

You're safe.
That's what matters.

Clare.

This is not gonna end well.

Yes, it will.

But you have
to start believing it.

-Believe in what?
-We have a plan.

We have our daughter.

[ Quayle pants ]

If this is to continue,
I need some kind of truth.

What?

Have they been in contact?

Since the attack,
have your people been in touch

in any way?

No.

I've heard from no one.

[ both panting ]

[ belt buckle clinking ]

Stop!

[ Quayle sighs ]

That...

won't work on me anymore.

[ keys jingling ]

[ door slams closed ]

[ sighs ]

[ beeps ]

This is Peter Quayle.

Deputy Director of Strategy.

Son-in-law to Roland Fancher.

Husband to Clare Fancher.

The operative
also known as Shadow.

I can't do it anymore.

I've been party
to this dishonesty

for too long.

At first, it was unwitting.

I fell in love
with the Clare from our world,

but I married the Clare
from theirs.

But then I was knowing.

Not only did I...

discover the lie.

I made moves to preserve it.

To preserve... my marriage,

fake as it is.

Preserve my status,

undeserved as it may be.

And most importantly,
to preserve my daughter.

I should have been caught
by now.

Someone should have
figured me out.

[ man speaks German ]

But I'm lucky.

Been lucky my entire life.

But I don't want
to count on that anymore.

I have to take matters
into my own hands.

And I ask you
to protect my daughter.

She may be born
of two worlds,

but she belongs to ours.

So this is my insurance.

Should anything happen to me,

I offer you
this full confession.

[ indistinct chatter
behind door ]

[ women laughing ]

EMILY SILK:
Hey! How was your day?

-Fine.
-I've got a visitor.

Come to see how I'm doing.

Oh.

This is Clare.

She's married to Peter Quayle
from the office.

We've never properly met.

Emily was just telling me
about her reading assignments.

EMILY SILK:
Yeah. Kids' exercises.

Well, I should get going.

I'll walk you to your car.

-Thanks for tea.
-Thanks you for coming.

CLARE:
Hmm.

[ door squeaks open ]

CLARE:
Too bad about her memory.

But I suppose it's good
for both of us.

If anything happens to her...

Howard, that woman's death
doesn't serve either of us.

Not with that truce
you made with my husband.

What was it?
She lives, I live.

Look, we have more in common
than you think, don't we?

We can even be friends.

[ Prime chuckles ]

Good night.

So glad to finally meet you.

TEMPLE: This security breach
won't slow us down.

We'll be looking closer now,
turning every stone.

I've begun a detailed profile
of Strategy, as well.

Management trusts
you will come to them

the moment you have something.

Of course. Thank you.

[ voices speaking German ]

[ whirring ]