All language subtitles for FBI - International - S01E12 - One Point One Million Followers.sd-en

Feels weird
not reaching out for your hand.

I know.

[cell phone buzzes]

That's you?
- Yeah.

I got an email from an address
I didn't recognize.

Can you see who sent it?

Whoever sent the email will
be able to track your location.

Hello, Scott.

[dramatic music]

Hey, Mom.

♪

You think
I want to talk to you?

- That was my hope.
- After 15 years?

Yes.

I need your help.

Unbelievable.

I'm not asking you
to understand.

- I don't.
- I know.

You're a traitor.

You sold secrets
to the Russians,

and then you just...

disappeared.

You know what?
It doesn't even matter.

Just walk away.

♪

I am not who you think I am.

If I have ten seconds, fine.

I will use them
to tell you this.

I never betrayed this country.

I have been--

I did what I did--

My country asked me
to sacrifice you,

sacrifice my marriage,
my life, everything,

and it was the hardest thing.

It was the hardest thing
that I have ever done.

And if I had to do it again,
I would tell them no.

I would tell them
that it is too much.

They asked too much.

But, Scott...

You have to believe me
when I tell you

that I am working for the CIA.

I never stopped.

I was 16.

♪

I know.

♪

I watched you grow up.

You're a good man,

and you've made me so proud.

♪

What do you want?

And don't try to sell me
some garbage

that you care about me...

About Dad.

Just get on with it.
What is this about?

My car will be here
in one minute.

Yeah, perfect.

I told you I need your help.

There's a file at the bureau's
Washington office.

It's labelled "Hutchinson."
- What?

I need it.

Are you insane?

The Hutchinson file
will make everything clear.

I know that you owe me nothing,
but this is what I owe you.

If the last 15 years
have kept you up

searching for answers,

I'm trying
to give them to you.

No.

You don't get to do this.

No.

Get me the file.
I'll be in touch.

I can't let you leave here.

[sighs]

♪

I love you.

I never stopped.

I promise you.

♪

I know what you are up to.

- What'd you say to me?
- You are fooling no one.

Maybe you should mind
your own business.

And maybe you
should be more careful.

♪

[gunshots]

[tense music]

♪

[keyboard clacking]

[no audible dialogue]

Forrester seems a little
bent out of shape this morning.

Who's he talking to?

Headquarters, I think.

We decided
to tap the brakes.

We're not seeing
each other anymore.

- Really?
- Mutual.

Even Tank is worried
about him.

Well, hey, if you need
somebody to talk to

or just, you know,
drink till we're the last ones

left in the pub, I'm your girl.

Thanks, Vo.

Hey, we caught a case.

Michael Vestal, an American
who started a tech company

sharing the same last name.

Sure, Vestal,
pretty much the dominant

antivirus software company
on the planet.

Well, three years ago,
Vestal's business partner,

Dominic Spilatro,
died in a boating accident,

though the homicide detectives
in the area

weren't sure about that word,
"accident."

They charged Vestal?

Spilatro was attempting
to force him

out of the company at the time.

The city of San Jose
indicted him.

He posted a $2-million bail
and fled

before the case
ever went to trial.

His whereabouts are unknown.

However, none of this
has stopped him

from maintaining
an online presence

where he cries innocence while
attacking U.S. law enforcement,

politicians, and judges.
- Yeah, I read about this.

Apparently, thumbing your nose
at Uncle Sam

is a good way to go viral.

He's got 1.1 million followers
on social media.

Yeah, he masks his IP
when posting,

so we haven't had any leads
on his location

until earlier today.

Frankfurt, Germany,
a 60-year-old man,

Frederick Schmidt,
was murdered in his front yard

after having an argument
with his neighbor.

Two taps
to the back of the head.

Security cam across the street
got this.

[dramatic music]

♪

Our fugitive.

- Frankfurt police have him?
- No, not yet.

Then let's get going.

♪

Hey, everything all right?

You seemed kind of agitated
on the phone.

Yeah.

Just figuring some things out,
but yeah, I'm all right.

♪

Ah, somebody looks happy

to be working a case
in her homeland.

Best beer, best football,
best bread in the world.

What's not to love?
- [chuckles]

How are the police?

Professional, precise

like most things German-built.

Is there gonna be a lot
of this while we're here?

I'm just getting started.

Kripo Adler, city police,

this is Agents Forrester,
Kellett, Raines with the FBI.

Willkommen.

[speaking German]
I apologize that we do not

already have your fugitive
in custody.

No need for that.

He eluded the U.S. government
for three years.

Ah, well,
he's here in Germany

using the alias Thomas Smith

and, with his money,
has secured false passports,

false visas,
false residence permit.

[clears throat]

I should also disclose...

He also gave charitably
to our police benevolence fund,

but I assure you,

there's no corruption
in Frankfurt.

And I assure you
that was not a concern.

- Okay.
- Kripo Adler takes great pride

in speaking bluntly.
- I find it more efficient.

Would you like to see
the crime scene?

- Yes, we would.
- Yeah.

♪

[sirens wailing]

♪

Thought Michael Vestal
was rich.

Well, Whitey Bulger was
in a rent-controlled apartment

in Santa Monica when the bureau
kicked his door in.

People who run
aren't who they were

before the law
started hunting them.

I did a dive
on Vestal's finances.

The DOJ froze his
personal accounts when he ran.

Been living for two years

on whatever he squirreled away offshore.

My guess is, he's running low
at this point.

Yeah.

Hey.

What do we got?

So...
[clears throat]

The camera across the street
only caught the aftermath,

but best we can tell,
Frederick Schmidt,

who lives here,
confronted Vestal,

who lives here.

What they discussed,
we do not know.

Vestal then follows him
back to his doorstep,

and pop, pop,

shoots him twice in the head
at close range,

then turns,
marches back to his house,

and disappears.
- Witnesses?

Nein, niemand.

But the victim's wife
is here

if you'd like
to talk to her.

- We would.
- Okay.

Bitte.

I came home
and found my husband dead

on the doorstep.

He--he was--

his head
was covered in blood.

Did your husband know
that your neighbor

was an American fugitive?

Fugitive?

He was indicted for murder
in the U.S.

He fled the country unlawfully
before his trial.

We--we didn't--

he wasn't--

I ask because I wonder
if your husband

possibly discovered
his identity

and attempted to confront him.

Why would he do that?

- Good citizenship.
- Or blackmail.

I don't think
he would do this.

My husband
was not confrontational.

We barely knew our neighbor.

[cell phone ringing]

Hello.

[speaking German]

[continues speaking German]

That was a funeral home.

[somber music]

They want to know if I will
cremate or bury Frederick.

♪

[sobs]
What should I do?

I...

I think that's
your decision, ma'am.

I was going to ask Frederick
what he wanted from the market.

Now I'm talking
about his remains.

I don't understand.

Forrester, Kellett...

you should come look at this.

[tense music]

[inhales sharply]

Well, he's got
at least $100,000 worth

of tech equipment
in his living room.

Switches, routers,
masking software.

I'm sure he's using a VPN--
- Raines.

Everything you need
to camouflage your location.

Guns and ammo too.

Like he's prepared
for a siege.

Then where is he?

[dramatic music]

♪

Looks like a house key.

The wrong size
for his door lock.

- Safety deposit box?
- Too big.

It's apartment.
Love nest?

I mean, was he seeing somebody?

Because he does not seem
like the type

to read classic
French romance novels.

- Maybe it's hers.
- Maybe.

I'll run down
a mistress-lover angle

with the local police
as we canvass.

Hey, he's got mail with
Schlag Security subheaded.

Where is this address?
- Downtown.

Did he hire
a security company?

Maybe they're
protecting him now.

Here, check it out.

♪

Hello, miss.
I'm with the American FBI.

I was hoping to talk to someone
about a client of yours.

I'm Harold Pesch,
cofounder at Schlag Security.

Can I help you?
- Yeah.

What can you tell me
about a client of yours,

Thomas Smith?
- Thomas Smith?

Well, he's not a client.

He's one of our owners.

We're a data security firm.

Our clients are corporations
concerned with digital privacy.

Well, did you know
his real name is Michael Vestal

and he's a fugitive
working illegally in Germany?

As of an hour ago, yes.

[speaking German]

I opened this firm
two years ago.

Thomas Smith
approached to invest.

He knew everything
about the industry:

ransomware,
AI-powered security,

digital transformations,
cyber kill chains.

He was smart, up to date--
- And well-funded.

Yes, he had
2 million euros to invest,

and, quite frankly,
I needed the capital.

Then today
I saw his photo on TV

with the name Michael Vestal.

[sighs]

He was a fugitive, a murderer.

"Oh, my goodness," I said,
"this cannot be."

- Does he have an office here?
- Yeah.

- Can I take a look at it?
- You may.

Schlag Security
is a data security company,

and Vestal was a partner,
not a client.

They gave me
his corporate laptop,

but it's protected.
- Can you crack it?

It was owned by an expert
in data security,

so it may be
beyond my skill level.

I doubt that.

I do too, but my gramps
told me always act humble.

- Mm-hmm.
- Scott, we have a problem.

Michael Vestal
just posted a video

to all of his followers.

♪

The U.S. government
is working

with the German government
to frame me.

I didn't kill anyone,
and yet here are two

United States FBI agents
in Germany

trying to silence me

and take away my truth.

Now, the U.S.
has no jurisdiction here.

These two agents
are illegally stalking me.

Well, two can play
at that game, right?

My followers,
I want you to dig deep

on these government agents,

find out who they are,

dox 'em, drag 'em,

make life hell for them

like they're doing to me!

♪

I agree with you.

I don't like our images
all over the internet,

especially as it affects
UC work.

Between this
and the OPR hounding me,

how long until
Washington decides

all we're doing in Europe
is attracting eyeballs?

- Remember Chicago?
- Mm.

The director
came down on the SAC,

and they split up
the entire field office.

Yes.

I just don't want
everything that you've built

in Budapest to crumble.

You've worked too hard for it.
- Okay.

We just keep our heads down,
follow the facts,

make the case, make an arrest.

Anything beyond that,
it's out of our control.

Hey.

You seem heavy,
like you're carrying

100-pound weights
on your shoulders.

I chalk it up to our
relationship going sideways,

but seems like there's
more going on than that.

[dramatic music]

♪

You can always talk to me.

♪

It's nothing.

♪

Hey, I talked
with the cybercrime division

at 26 Fed.

They've created dummy profiles
for agents Andy Jones

and Diane Williams
on the FBI's main page.

Hid them behind
a hackable firewall

so they'll be discovered by any
of Vestal's internet sleuths

playing Sherlock Holmes
in their mom's basement.

Guess we're Andy and Diane.

It might fool
the doxers long enough

till they get bored
and move on to something else.

Where are we
with Vestal's laptop?

It has hydra safeguards.

I get past one firewall,
four more pop up,

but I'm like
a dog with a bone now.

Okay, stay on it.

Police did a rundown on all
the associates at Schlag.

If Vestal had a lover there,
no one's admitting it,

and the canvass
of the neighborhood

was a bust too.

So we still don't know
where that key fits.

- Mm-mm.
- City police are monitoring

all motorways, train stations,
airfields, and bus stations

out of Frankfurt.

We have posted

Michael Vestal's photo everywhere.

If he is in Frankfurt,
we will find him.

He is.

In Frankfurt, I mean.

So if we look at the video
that he posted...

The U.S. government

is working
with the German government

to frame me.

I didn't kill anyone,
and yet here are two

United States FBI agents in--

If we pause the video here,

we can make out
a reverse image

of a street sign behind him.

- Ah, this is good.
- You know the shop?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
that's Tattoo Strase.

Yeah, we know it.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Let's go.

Okay, I'll get my men.

Vo.

[rock music playing
over speakers]

Yeah.

♪

[both speaking German]

I am Katrin Jaeger
with Europol.

This is Agent Forrester
with the FBI.

You know why we're here?

A man told me
they would be coming.

I thought he was paranoid,
but here you are,

American cops in Germany.

Maybe he was not so paranoid.

Is this him?

He said
to tell you something.

- What's that?
- If he dies in police custody,

the world will know
he was murdered,

not suicide.

Did he have
a weapon with him?

When did he leave?

[tense music]

What did you say?

I'd be grateful
if she'd answer the question.

He left ten minutes ago.

On foot?

Direction?

Hey, we're up on the phone
Vestal used to make the video.

He just powered it on.

He's on the same street
as the tattoo parlor.

The address is...

Friedberger Landstrasse 1022.

Thanks.

His phone is active
at the nightclub.

♪

[energetic electronic music
playing]

♪

Hey, can you cut the music,
turn on the lights?

What?

- The music, can you cut it?
- What?

Cut the music
and turn on the lights.

- Now?
- Turn it off?

Now, now.

♪

- You must leave.
- Hey, I'm with the--

[grunting]

♪

Everybody freeze!

[dramatic music]

♪

He was here.

He was...handing out
100-euro notes.

Pointed you out,
said you were stalking him.

You didn't maybe want to,
I don't know, ask me about it

before the gentle giant
over there

threw me on the ground?

We get a lot of trouble here,

and you look like trouble.

You haven't seen trouble.

♪

You know, Vestal knows
there's a manhunt for him,

and he hasn't left Frankfurt.

Instead, he's playing games,
leading us around by the nose.

I mean, why?
What? To what end?

Maybe he knows
he's gonna get caught

but decided to make things
as difficult for us as he can.

- That means he's an imbecile.
- Mm.

Some criminals get off
on the high of being hunted.

Zodiac, BTK.

They feed off contact
with the police.

When it's too quiet,
they force the contact.

♪

Getting close.

Doesn't look like it.

Looks can be deceiving.

[computer chirps]

Vestal just posted
a new video.

Play it.

The U.S. government...

is trying to silence me.

These are the kind
of harassments I face.

[grunting]

He was right there.

Everybody freeze!

These are the same two
U.S. agents in Germany

who are pulling guns
on innocent people.

They have to be stopped.

He is now
up to 1.8 million followers.

People love a good freak show.
- He's getting off on it.

There has to be
something more going on here.

Well, he masked
his IP address,

so we can't bounce
the location.

Analyze that video
like you did before.

That background is different.
- On it.

[cell phone ringing]

I gotta take this.

♪

Scott?

Scott, if you can't talk,
don't say anything.

Just bring me
the Hutchinson file

by Thursday.

Text me a time and place
when you have it.

I love you, Scott.

♪

[sighs]

[sniffles, clears throat]

[FaceTime rings]

- I'll be damned.
- Hey, Gary.

Thought I recognized
the number.

How you doing, my friend?
- Yeah.

You still working
international operations?

Still am.

Well, anytime you guys
need an analyst,

I'll stamp
my passport for you.

I'll keep that in mind.

Hey, Gary,
can you do me a favor?

Anything.

Look, I've been
working an angle over here.

It's a bit sensitive.

An old assignment came up,

something with
the case name Hutchinson.

Preceded us both.

It would've been
at the Washington branch

circa 2005.

Okay.

Is there any way
that you can pull that file

and send it to me when you
get back to the office?

Look, I can't have
my fingerprints on this.

This is sensitive.

Okay, give me a couple days.

Lord knows you bailed me out
of a mess or two at Quantico.

All right, man, well,
I'll let you get back to it.

- Talk to you soon, Scott.
- Yeah, thanks, Gary.

♪

What?

What's going on?

What do you mean?
I had to take a call.

Your mother?

How did you know?

Because I know you
better than anyone.

And it's written
all over your face.

She...

she made contact
in Transnistria.

Why?

I asked her
that same question.

And?

She wants a classified file.

That's a big ask.

Yeah.

So what'd you tell her?

♪

Scott, you're not actually
thinking about doing it.

♪

Raines cracked the laptop.

♪

Nothing.

Nothing useful?

No, there's nothing here.

It's a brand-new laptop,
except it's running

multiple layers
of encryption software.

When you get through it,
the entire hard drive is blank.

So why would Schlag Security
give us a clean laptop

but make it impossible to open?
- To waste our time?

Pesch offered up his laptop
with no warrant or anything.

Then the question is,
why was he

intentionally stalling us?

♪

[tires squealing]

♪

It's them! It's them!

[speaking German]

It's them,
the American fascists!

It's them!
It's them! It's them!

[people chanting]
Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal!
- The American fascists!

[people chanting]
Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

[dramatic music]

♪

Why'd you want to stall us,
give us a dummy laptop?

[grunts]
I think my rib is cracked.

Sounds painful.

I need medical attention.

You know, I bought
some of these this morning

at the pharmacy for a headache.

I'm told it's
an excellent pain reliever.

Yeah.

Tell us why you've been
jerking us around...

[pills rattle]

And I think there's a few
in there I can part with.

[sighs]

We're selling the company.

Everything I worked for
in the last five years

bears fruit today.
- Explain.

We negotiated the sale
of Schlag Security

for 50 million euros,

which was set to close
at 3:00 p.m. today.

I didn't read
anything about it.

Yeah, it's a private company
selling to a private company.

A deal that size,
especially a private deal,

notoriously fragile.

Any undisclosed information...

Such as one of the partners
being a murdering fugitive.

- Could sink the whole thing.
- Mm-hmm.

And then,
instead of 50 million,

Schlag Security is worth
pennies on the dollar.

That about right?

And tell me, Raines,
how long does it take

to put a deal
like that together?

- Six months to a year.
- Wow.

And how long
did you know Thomas Smith

was Michael Vestal?

I only
just discovered it yesterday.

Mm.

[pills rattling]

A year ago.

And you didn't think it wise
to alert someone?

My money is wrapped up
in this company.

I'll lose everything.

Vestal was dishonest with me.

Why am I to pay the price

for the transgressions
of my partner?

And did you know

he murdered his last partner?

♪

[groans]

You're gonna need them.

So now we know
why Vestal stayed in town.

He wants to collect
his share of the company.

But isn't everything
electronic these days?

Not everything.

I mentioned how fragile
these deals are.

Surely there's a rider
in the contract

that the buyer can terminate
with cause

if the seller
has a criminal record.

Mm-hmm.

Plus, the buyer could sue
for the full cost

of the purchase
or sink the seller

with a higher arbitrage
on the valuation.

I understood none of that.

Accountants live for this.

There's no way Pesch disclosed
who his partner was

on paper to the buyer.
- Mm.

That'd be
deal-killing suicide,

which means if Vestal's
still in Frankfurt,

it's because he worked out
a side play with Pesch,

most likely cash
at the close of the sale.

Mm-hmm.

♪

How were you gonna pay Vestal?

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

We have an encrypted
messaging service.

I'm to fill
a briefcase with cash

after the sale
and tell him where to meet.

What were you thinking?

I mean, I understand trying
to keep the balls in play

until the sale goes down,
but after you got your money,

why worry
about paying off Vestal?

[sighs]

To answer
your previous question,

I didn't know that he
murdered his last partner.

All right,
we have you covered

from multiple vantage points.

We won't let Vestal near you.

As soon as we get a visual,

we'll move in
and make the arrest.

I don't know
if this is a good--

We do this
all the time in America.

- [groans]
- Trust me.

♪

[cell phone ringing]

Hey, Vo, what is it?

Vestal just made a new post

to his now
2.2 million followers.

Says he's being set up
at Hessen-Brandt Plaza.

- When did this go out?
- 15 minutes ago.

Ah, son of a--

♪

Did you alert him?

[grunts]

- Don't move.
- What's wrong?

- They didn't take his watch?
- He wasn't arrested.

He's still stalling,

hoping this damn deal
will go through.

And now you will be arrested
for obstruction.

[tires squealing]

♪

[people shouting in German]

[people chanting]
Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal!
- Back up!

[people chanting]
Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal!
Free Vestal!

Back up!

[people chanting]
Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! Free Vestal!
Free Vestal!

[car horn blares]

[tires screeching]

[people chanting]
Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal!
Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

Free Vestal! Free Vestal!
- Fascists!

[people chanting]

Free Vestal!
Free Vestal!

[car horn beeps]

[people chanting]
Free Vestal! Free Vestal!

[speaking German]

It's past noon.

If he was sticking around
for a cash payment,

he's definitely running now.

The flash mob was just
to buy him more time.

I keep going back
to one thing.

He killed his partner
back in California

because his partner was trying
to force him out.

- It was personal.
- Right.

And here, he's getting a payday

on a big deal that's gonna
make him flush again,

and he jeopardizes all of that
by killing his neighbor.

The neighbor
discovered who he was

and was gonna expose him.

Could be, or it was more--

to use Vo's word--
personal.

The Frankfurt police
are totally corrupt.

He's not holding the camera.

Look, a human arm cannot bend
that far around to the side.

See, his shoulder
is facing forward,

so that's not a selfie.

Someone else
is holding the camera.

[dramatic music]

♪

"Madame Bovary."

♪

A key under "Madame Bovary,"

a book about an older guy who
seduces his neighbor's wife.

♪

We need to border check
whatever car the wife drives.

Yeah.

Let's go.

[indistinct chatter]

♪

[both speaking German]

Okay.

Lena, remember us?

♪

I didn't mean
for this to happen.

My husband, Frederick,
he was no good to me.

You must believe me.

He was...

he was boring.

In Germany, we say...

[speaking German]

Love is a sickness
one wants to have.

That's what happened to me.

I was sick in love.

May I have a tissue, please?

No.

What?

♪

[sobbing]

♪

I did not appreciate
the lies you said

about corruption within

the Frankfurt
Police Department.

[sighs]

We may not have
as many followers as you,

but it prides me to say
we will be posting

a new video
to our social media account.

♪

I would like to thank you

for your assistance
with this matter,

and we will work
with your government

to assure that Michael Vestal
answers for his crimes,

both in Germany and in America.

- We appreciate that.
- Yeah.

This was fun. Yeah.

♪

- Good to go?
- Mm-hmm.

♪

Hey, before we--

Look, we've been friends
for a long time,

long enough for me to know

when you're standing
at a crossroads.

All I can say is, be careful.

♪

[tense music]

♪

Did the right thing,

bringing counterintelligence
in early.

Of course.

When your mother shows,

just hand her the envelope.

We'll immediately move in.

You don't have
to do anything else.

We have a van waiting.

We'll bring you up to speed

once we have a chance
to debrief her.

Most people
never have to face the choice

of country over family.

It's a patriotic thing
you're doing.

She asked
for the Hutchinson file.

I'm assuming this isn't it.

So what's in the real file?

No idea.

♪

It's time.

Just act normal.
Let her come to you.

♪

All right, that's good.

Just wait there
and look casual.

♪

Okay, be patient.

♪

[wolf howls]