All language subtitles for The Bionic Woman - S01E05 - The Education of Jaime Sommers.en

You all right, soldier?
You need a doctor?

Easy, soldier.
It will be all right.

Just... Just
put that gun down.

What about Jeremy,
the one from the bar?

Married.

Not happily?
You're in
a good mood tonight.

I'm always in a good mood.
Honey, you
have been walking

around miserable all week.

Seriously, what's
going on with you?

It's like
the weight of the world
is on you, lately.

That's what
margaritas are for.

What about my brother?

No.
Why not?

Because, honestly,
Robin, he's gay.

He is not!

It's fine. Just stop
trying to set him up
with your girlfriends.

You guys are so cynical.

Besides, I don't need
a man in my life right now.

Yes, you do. Honey,
it's almost winter.

Every day is precious.
Trust me. I don't need
a man to make me happy.

That is really sad.
Pathetic.

Yeah. Ditto.

Oh, my God. Guys,
look at this. Look at this.

Names of the victims
will be released

after the families
have been notified.

This is a stunning and
tragic event. The soldier
was a POW, held captive

And feared dead
for two months.

He was set to ship home
later this week. The military
is investigating this...

Hello?
We have a situation.

What is it?

It's supposed to be
a treatment for depression.

I feel better already.

It has to be
implanted in your brain.

But this particular
neural implant has
some side effects.

Okay. Three
American soldiers,

all POW's held by
an al-Qaida cell,

all released.

All suddenly make
very specific attacks
on their own men.

They're like
human car bombs.

They all had
this neural implant?

Yeah. We don't know
what it does, but,
we know where it comes from.

Professor Howard Samuels.
He runs the country's
most cutting edge lab

developing these things
at Stanwick University.

How about we start
by arresting Samuels?

We're not cops.

Antonio is going to go
after the buyer and you're
going after the implants.

So, what?
I break into the lab?

It's not that simple.

What's this?
Student ID.

You're going to college.
You're transferring in
from England.

How's your
British accent?

These are the basic classes
you would have had to have
taken as a transfer student

in Neurobiology. Cellular
Neuroscience, which is just
about how neurons process

physiological and
electrochemical signals...

Glad that's
all it's about.

Systems Neuroscience, which
is just about how neurons,
you know, form circuits...

Can you stop saying "which
is just about"? This is an
insane amount of information

to process this quickly.

You just have to pull up
that Harvard part
of your brain.

The part that never went
to Harvard is much bigger.

Besides, I was going to
major in Irish literature.

Well, then, you dodged
a bullet when you didn't go,
because you'd have ended up

$100,000 in debt and still
a bartender. Science, Jaime.
It's what pays the bills.

I'm going to look like
a total idiot! You can't
fake math and science!

Okay. Look. Okay.
Just calm down.
Just take...

Going to college
was a fantasy for me.
But in my fantasy,

I'm hanging out with
intellectual people
tossing a Frisbee around,

making a nice pot of
Earl Gray, and finishing my
dissertation on James Joyce.

Wow. We have
very little in common.

And now, I'm going
to look like a total idiot,
faking my way through

Cellular Neuronscience
Physio whatever.

Yeah... Neuroscience.

Yeah.
Yeah. You could
wear glasses.

Then, you
would look smarter.

Thank you, Nathan,
for that completely
unhelpful suggestion.

What... Just doing my job.

"Thank you, Nathan."
You're welcome.

...somatosensory cortex,
we have areas one,
two and three

defined by the medial
longitudinal fissure

central, and lateral sulcus.
This region receives
the majority...

Young lady,
you're new?

Sorry. Sorry.

Yes, I just transferred
in from Oxford.
Clarissa Whyte.

I presume English
is your first language?

Yes.

Then, perhaps you can
tell me what that sign says.

No cell phones.

Come on.
A little conviction
in your voice. Try again.

No cell phones.

That is so much better.
Now, you're on a roll.

Perhaps you can tell me
when my lecture is interrupted
by students who can't remember

to turn off their cell phones
what area of my brain
is firing like crazy?

Well, that would be...

I'll give you a hint.
It's the region that processes
emotions like irritation.

And if that doesn't help,
it's bordered by the inferior
and middle temporal area.

That would be Brodmann
area 38. Also known
as the polar gyrus.

Yes. That is correct.

Keep your cell phone
off in my classroom.

How about this?
Faraj Habib.

I'd say if he
weren't in Guantanamo
right now he'd be our guy.

Nadeem Samad.

I like him for this.

Well, he has no known ties
to any terrorist organization.
He has no criminal record.

And graduated
college with honors.

He started obsessively

visiting terrorist
websites 14 months ago.

I'm on websites
all the time.

You're doing research.

Maybe he was, too,
doing a paper in college.

He took two classes
with Professor Samuels,

and became
a practicing Muslim all
in the same time period.

Ruth, this is
racial profiling.

Or brilliant detective work.
Check him out.

Hey, Aoki?

Oi!

Every time you crumple
that paper, it makes me
want to kill myself.

That's what my
last roommate did.

Great.

It was great.
I got all A's
for the semester.

You're kidding.

Yes. What are
you working on?

Neuroscience lab work.

Really? I loved
that class. Easy A.

Of course you did.
What are you working on?

I have a paper
on James Joyce due.

Yeah?

Yeah, The Dead.
I don't even
understand what it's about.

It's all like
Irish and stupid...

No. It's a great book.

It's all from the husband's
point of view the whole time
until the end of the book,

when his wife
tells a story about
her first love.

And the husband, who has
been so loving towards
his wife all evening,

realizes she wasn't
even thinking about him.

She was thinking about
her first love, who's dead.

It's about how
you can't escape.

Like, somebody dies,
and you think you're free,
but you're not.

The dead are always there.

Which is a different ending
to Ulysses, which is
all about love

and life and sex
and optimism.

Okay.

Do you want to... Do you
want to just do it for me?

You want to do
my lab work?
Deal.

Deal. Give me one
of those chocolate bars.

There's a party later,
if you want to go with me.

So, do you know
lots of people here?

A few.

There's food here.

Yeah, okay.

Hey. The transfer
student from Oxford.

Merciful TA.

Tom Gilchrist.
Clarissa.
Nice to meet you.

Thank you
so much for earlier.
I totally blanked.

Well, Samuels can
be intimidating.

Yeah, he is a little...

He's a mean, mean,
cranky old man...

Yes. He is.
...is what he is.

But you're very
nice to take pity on me.

Can I interest you
in a tasty beverage?

A tasty beverage?

Step off. Who is
this guy? Can you...

You know what they
say about the Brits.
We love our drinks.

Go away! He's trying
to get you drunk.
Can't you see that?

Vodka? Wine?
Wine.

So, you must be Ionely,
being so far away from home.

Actually, no. It's quite
exciting, being in America
and all. I feel like Felicity.

Only she wasn't from England,
and she wasn't a scientist,

and she went to college
to look for a guy,
which I didn't.

So, I don't feel
like Felicity at all.
I don't know what I'm saying.

Can you talk now?

I kind of like listening
to you free associate.

I feel a little
discombobulated.
Jet lag.

How about you?
How long have you
been Samuels' TA?

Oh, just this semester.

It's too bad he's
such a bastard, because
he really is brilliant.

He's doing work
that's going to
make a difference.

It's his work in
neural imaging research that
made me want to be his TA.

My dad died of
Parkinson's last year.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, yeah?
Oldest trick in the book,
Sommers. Answer the phone.

But after he was diagnosed
it was a wake-up call.

Before that, I was
a bit of a screw-up.

Almost dropped
out of college.

I'd never know it.

Well, now I want
to be a neurosurgeon.

Neurosurgeon? Oh, what?
Was astronaut taken?
Am I right?

I want to help people.
I want to change their lives.

You know? I want to make...
I'm sorry. This is boring.

No!
Isn't it?

Yes! Chatty Cathy,
cut the cord.
God... What... Okay.

Hate to have to do
this to you, Jaime, but
you leave me no choice.

You all right?

Yeah.
Bionic ear is hurting.

Yeah. Ear ache.
I left my drops at home.
Oh.

Could you excuse me?

You're an ass.

Tick tock, okay?

The change-over
at the lab
isn't until 11:00.

Yeah. Which is
in five minutes.

Yeah. I know
what time it is.
I was doing...

What do you call it? Recon.

Recon? You can't
just throw around
the word recon.

That wasn't recon.
That guy wants
to be on top of you.

Really?
Do you think so?

Get your head in the game,
Sommers. You've got to
get over to the museum.

What are you eating?
Chinese food.

Kung Pao Cafe?
You get the moo shoo?

Lo mein chicken.

Moo shoo's better.

Okay. You should
see a ladder to the roof.

There's no ladder.

Okay. What's plan B?

Plan B is you're bionic.
Figure it out.

Okay. Hold on.

You okay?

Yeah. I was just hanging
onto my cell phone
and it messed me up.

So typical of this place.
They spend $50 million
on you and then

won't spring
for a Bluetooth.

By the way, I'll bet my
paycheck that the story about
his dad dying of Parkinson's

was a load of crap.

You are so cynical, Nathan.
It's not attractive.

I'm telling you
that as a friend.

I'm just saying that you
can't believe everything
everybody says to you.

And I'm just saying
you have to assume
the best in people.

You have to assume
that not everyone is
trying to screw you over.

Even if it's
hard sometimes.

Okay. Hang on a sec.

Okay. Where was I? Yeah.
Not everyone is going to
want to screw with you.

Even if it's
hard to believe.

Wow. That would be
a good attitude to have

if you weren't a spy.
Why are you not in
the lab already?

I'm going
as fast as I can, bossy.
Crap. The glass is wired.

Yeah, don't worry. It's
an analog circuit. We can
override that, easy shmeasey.

Can you find the contacts?
By the way...

Why are you using
the accent with me?

I'm a method actor.

Fine by me. It's literally
the hottest thing ever.

Found them.

Okay.

You've got to put
something metal between
the contact points

to keep the circuit
from breaking, like
a paperclip, or a hairpin...

Or a steel bar.

Okay.
Give me the code.

3QR4651.

I'm here. I'm in.
What do I do?

Computer.
Let's start scanning.

We need to get
the dirt on Samuels.

So, I'm a glorified
fax machine.

Come on.
Don't sell yourself short.

You can also open cans.
Now, we need to find out
who he may have contacted

about the
neural implants.

Okay. Old
journal articles.

MPTP Neurotoxicity.

Apparently,
the guy is a pioneer
in Parkinson's Simulation.

Some grant applications...

Wait.
Synthetic neurotransducers.
That's it. Right, Nathan?

Looks good. It looks...
Let's get out of there.

What are you doing?
Just curious about him.

I want to know how old he is.

Unbelievable.

Professor Samuels.

I know who you are.

Sean, go back to my office and
get started on the research
while I talk to Miss Whyte.

I'm well aware of every
pharmaceutical company,

competing university,
and everyone else trying
to steal information from us.

I don't know what you're
talking about. I just
transferred in from Oxford.

I don't care
where you're from.

I just want to know
what you're doing in my lab.

Sir, I've wanted
to be part of this
program for years.

You know,
you were a pioneer
in Parkinson's Simulation.

That's why I transferred here.
Your work is cutting edge.

And I made such
an idiot of myself in class

and someone said
if I wanted to get back
in the good books

to clean out the monkey cages.
And now I realize it was
a joke. And I feel so stupid.

How did you
get past security?

The door was unlocked.

Clarissa? What are...

You didn't actually
clean out the monkey cages,
did you?

Yeah. I did.

I told her to do that.

Sorry. I'm also the one
that left the door unlocked.

I forgot some papers to grade.
I came back to get them.

The only reason I'm here now
is because I remembered
I left the door unlocked.

Never happen again. So...

You're dedicated.
I'll give you that.

Okay, Tom.
How about you
escort Miss Whyte out?

I'm watching you.

Thanks.

What were you
actually doing in there?
The truth?

Yeah.

I was trying to get
a copy of the lecture.
I can't read my notes,

and I'm in way
over my head.

Well, I can
help you with that.

You can?

For a price.

Dinner. Tomorrow night.
8:00 work for you?

I'm supposed to
buy you dinner?

I'm buying. I just
want you to show up.

Sure.

You know what? The next time
you have a crappy, lame
hunch like this,

put Nathan on it, please.

What's the latest?

They're getting
through the appetizers.

She had the Caesar,
he had the soup du jour.

Both were wonderful. But
the tortilla soup was a little
spicier than he expected.

And I swear to God,

if I have to sit here
while they order dessert,
I'm going to kill you.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Hold on.

Hello? Yes, that's right.

Sunday won't be acceptable.
Friday. We said 5000.

Get back-up. We're going to
need someone on this guy 24/7.

There are those who find
DNA mapping to be
the key to our future.

Me? It's the map of the brain.
The way we think. How,
why, who we are is...

It's in here. Yes?

Check this out.

Before the implant,
the subject's tremors

were so severe
he couldn't hold a knife,

a fork, drive a car.

That's amazing.

You think that's good?
Watch this.

He can juggle. Great.

No. You're
missing the point.

The neural implant not
only reroutes the pathways,
but it acts as a receiver.

He was sent a signal
to juggle. Then, he juggles.

What you're seeing there,
totally involuntary.

It's sick.
Wait.

You can make him do that?

Anything. Watch this.

When a computer takes over
his body, the subject can
be more coordinated

and capable than
he ever was before.

Stop it. Stop it.

We can modify
pain tolerance, too.
Brave new world, isn't it?

What do we got?
Nothing.

The guy hasn't made
any modifications
to the application.

He's just
treating Parkinson's.

There's no money trail
with him, either.
Maybe he's not the guy.

Whoa, whoa!

Who's that?

That's the TA who's trying
to get into Jaime's pants.

Really?
I know. It's like keep
your grubby hands off

our $50 million
piece of...
Hey.

Yeah, right,
right, right.

So, what do
we know about him?

Well, he went to Undergrad
at Stanford. Majored in

Cognitive and
Neurosystems Sciences.

Oh, really?

I went to Stanford.

I just think that technology
has become way too advanced.
You know? Isn't it creepy?

I mean,
it's mind control.

Well, the possibility
for abuse exists, but
think of all the people who...

You know what,
I don't want to
talk about the chip.

Let's talk about you.

You're just here
for a semester, right?
Yeah.

I guess I have to
work fast then.

Wow.

I know. Bold.
Yeah.

Just tell me
if I have to slow down.

You know, this is...
This is cool. I just realized
this is my college fantasy.

This is just
what I thought
it would be like.

What?

What? What?
You...

You have something
on your nose.
God.

No, it's okay. Here it is.
I think I got a little
bit more on there.

Hi.

Hi.

What? You're not going to
introduce me, Clarissa?

This is Tony. My...
Uncle. How are you?

I know. I know.
It confuses a lot of people.
Me being American and all.

Sure. Hi, Tony.
I'm Tom.

Shouldn't you
be at work?

Oh, actually,
I needed a word.

It's really important.

Oh. Oh, well, I've
got to get going, anyway.

But, it was
great meeting you.
Absolutely.

We're still on
for 8:00, right? Dinner?

Yeah. Okay.
You and me?

What the hell
was that about?

We think Samuels is clean.
But that guy, Tom,
is under some scrutiny.

He only has a paper trail
for the last six years.
Before that, nothing.

That doesn't mean
he was involved.

He says he
majored in Cognitive

and Neurosystems Sciences at
Stanford. There is no degree
of that name at Stanford.

So, he lied
on his application.
A lot of people do.

He's had a hard time.
His dad died of
Parkinson's, you know?

We have to assume that
he's the enemy, Jaime.

I don't believe it.
My gut tells me he has
nothing to do with this.

The last time you listened
to your gut about a guy,
he had your limbs replaced.

Your paper's done.
I e-mailed it to you.
These are delicious.

I know, huh?
I have some Butterfingers
hidden in the bathroom.

But, they're
better dipped in
butterscotch pudding.

What's with all
the hiding food?

I just like secret food, okay?
Why is that such a big deal?

It's time to take my meds.

Hello?

I thought we should
have a little post
first-kiss caucus.

I'm good with the kiss.
It was great.

Let's do it
again sometime.

Well, what are
you doing right now?

Oh, not now. I'm cramming.
I have to go to
the bookstore to get

this book on Neuroscience,
Microchips for Dummies,
I think it's called.

It's supposed
to be brilliant.

All right.
We still on for 8:00?

Absolutely.

Great.

Bye.

Bye.

Oh, my God.
You totally like him.

Stop! You have no idea
what I can do to you!

I can't stop
myself. Help me.

Matches the one
they pulled out of
the soldier in Iraq.

My God. Is he
going to be okay?
They think so.

Who knew where
you were going?

Tom.
What did I tell you?

It wasn't him.
Can I just...

What does a guy
have to do to get you
to break up with him?

He had you
Manchurian Candidated.

The drop is now
up to 5000 chips.

That's it.

I'm pulling you
off this.
No, you're not.

Yes, he is.
It's too dangerous.

I can help!

If he's the bad guy,
I want to know just
as much as you do.

Come on. You're not
going to get anybody
closer to him than me.

How is your sushi?

Good. How's yours?

Yeah, it's great.
I love sushi.

I don't really
like sushi. Sorry.

It's okay. I don't
really like sushi, either.

Well, why did
we come here?

I'm sorry.
This is a little weird.
You feel weird?

You seem
kind of stressed.
Do I?

Just a little bit. I mean,
it feels like something's
on your mind.

You look
a little preoccupied.

I'm sorry.
I just insulted you,
didn't I? That was terrible.

This is not
going the way
I wanted it to go.

No.
I didn't mean that.
You look beautiful.

You really do.
And I don't know
why I'm still talking.

This is going
kind of awfully.
You look amazing, and I'm...

All I'm doing is
insulting you. It's really
terrible. Do you want to...

Do you want to
get out of here?

I would love that.
Shall we?

I think that's
a great idea.

Yeah. Best idea
you've had all night.

You know what
would be good?

Yeah. I'm one
step ahead of you.

Do you, I know
this may sound silly.
Do you have any champagne?

You want champagne?

Yeah.

All right. I'll get
us some champagne.

What kind do you like?

The pink kind.

Of course you do.

Be right back.

This guy's too
good to be true.

Tarragon? He
is the perfect guy.

Tarragon?
He's too perfect.

He lied. I'm an idiot.

We'll know if it's the same
chip by morning. Nathan
needs to run a few tests.

So, we'll just keep him
under observation.

He's going to want
to know what happened to me.

And he's going to want
to know what happened
to his microchip.

Now, just sit tight.
We've got your
dorm room wired.

Subject spotted
with a blue sweater.

Subject at the door.
Five, four, three, two, one.

Let's do this.

Show me your hands!

Don't shoot!

Clear!

What are you doing here?

My brother
lives here, man.

I was just dropping off
his iPod. I swear to you.

This is for
transporting the chips.

Who supplies to you?

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

What I am talking about

is the Everest Project!
What I am talking about

is American soldiers that
you are participating
in murdering.

Tell me who is
supplying to you. Now.

Was that your family?
This is why you did
what you did?

Nadeem, you are killing
innocent men. That's all
you're accomplishing.

Tell me where the drop is
and when the drop is.

And no one else
needs to get hurt by this.

This is what I think.
Too many people
have died already.

Your people, our people.

So, let's just
end this. Here.

Hello?
Jaime,
the chip's a match.

Antonio just found out
the drop is now. Right now.
We're on our way.

So, you follow him.
Do not let him make the drop.
Kill him if you have to.

Okay.

Malik.

Answers to the final.

You're a frigging
angel, man.

There you go.
Thank you.

Excuse me?
Could I have that?

What?
Can you give me
your paper?

No, it's mine.
Just give it to me.

No, it's mine!
I need to...
Give it to me. I need this.

No, you don't understand.
Back away.

Crazy bitch.

Let me guess.
Did you stand him up,
too?

Obviously, you thought
I was handing him
something covert?

No. I...
Who are you?

Who are you?
I asked you first.

Why were you
following me?

I wasn't following you.

You FBI?
No.

You're freaking FBI,
aren't you? You were
supposed to leave this to us.

Who is us?
Come on.

Oh, my God.
What are you
like a CIA agent?

Well, what
the hell are you?

I'm with the Berkut Group.

The Berkut Group.
Yeah.

The insidious, arrogant,
always getting in our way,
oh, did I mention arrogant,

Berkut Group?
Look, it's really just
a temporary gig for me,

okay? Yeah.
I thought it was you.

It's not.

I thought, maybe,
it was you.

You're the good guy.

Well, CIA. I mean...
It's open to interpretation.

The Berkut Group
had you investigating me?

First Samuels,
then you. Sorry.

That's why you
went out with me.
Isn't it?

Yeah. I mean, not at first.
But then, yeah.

Well, that
really sucks.

Well, why did you
want to go out with me?

Because I thought
you might be the buyer.

Yeah, well.
Same thing.

No, no, no.
It's completely different.

I marked you off
my list before...

What happened
to your accent?

I'm not really
from England.

That's disappointing.
I loved the way
you said "brilliant."

It was really
a selling point.
Turned me on.

Yeah, well, your wanting
to be a neurosurgeon
was a big turn-on

and selling point for me,
and that was crap, right?

Yeah. Your name's
not Clarissa, is it?

You're not Tom.

Sean?
You got it? Stay right
here. We'll come to you.

Wait. Isn't that?
Yeah, it is.

They're making the drop.

All right. I'll go down.
You stay up here
and cover me.

Don't underestimate me.

Relax. I'm trying
to be chivalrous.

Drop the bag, Sean.
That wasn't a request.
Don't do it.

Oh, I think you
should do what I say.

I'm not afraid to die.

I can arrange that.

You all right?
Yeah.

Look out!

Hey. Get up.
Or die. Get up.

Get up, get up,
get up.

Don't move, man.
I swear to you.
Don't move.

Where's Sean?

Got some cuffs on you?

Yeah.

Want to cuff him?

How did you do that?

Top secret.

You all right?

I'm good.

Okay.

Had a nice chat
with your boy, Sean.

Why did he do it?

Some deeply distorted
political reason?

Money.

So, why does the CIA
hate Berkut so much?

Well, ask me, they're jealous.
We do what the military,
the CIA, and the FBI can't.

We don't have any
red tape or bureaucracy.
We get things done, Jaime.

Not a good idea.

I can't believe
you're leaving.

Yeah. I have to
go back to England.

Family emergency.

That's too bad.
You were my
favorite roommate.

Oh, check it out.

You got an A on your
James Joyce paper.

Now, the prof wants
me to apply to her
graduate program.

So, I don't know
how I'm going to
get out of that.

Oh. Keep it.
I'm late for class.

See you around.

See you.

Where are you going?

I was just...

Yeah?
Casing the joint,
you know.

Going to rob you later.
You were coming to
see me, weren't you?

Yeah, I was just,
you know, I wanted
to see how you were.

Come on.
Help me pack.

So I joined the Army
right after high school.
They gave me some tests.

Sent me to college, trained me
and put me right in the field.
I've got a nice face.

People trust me.

That's true.

So what about you?

I mean, what's your story?
I mean, you've got
quite an arm.

Were you a quarterback
in high school or something?

I don't want to talk
about that. It's my last
night at college. Can we just,

hang out?
Pretend we're normal?
Can we just have a night?

Yeah.

Wait. Wait.
I don't even
know your name.

Jaime. Jaime Sommers.

Hi, Jaime.