All language subtitles for Ta314_2

The Bible
constantly tells us...

that there will be
difficult times in life...

when we feel like
we are walking...

through a dark,
dangerous valley.

Valley of the shadow
of death.

But what the word of God
does make very clear...

is that, as we move
through such times...

"the Lord is my shepherd.

"He maketh me to lie down
in green pastures.

"He leadeth me
beside still waters. "

In the name
of the Father...

and of the Son...

and of the Holy Spirit.

Are you holding up?

- Right there.
Mmm-hmm.

Get me sound on that.
Right there.

Kim, I'm so sorry.

If there's
anything we can do...

Hey.

We're there for you.

- You know that, right?
Mmm-hmm.

Hey, baby.
Hey.

I just want to go home.

You hear that?

You hear that click?

Yeah. We're getting some
interference somewhere.

There it goes again.

Hey.
Hi.

Oh, sweetie.

They're jamming our signal.

I know.
I know.

I'm so, so sorry.

Listen.

He'll be in touch.

Just stick
to your schedule.

Your very
predictable schedule.

You want me to
put a tail on them?

No, it's a waste of time.
It'd be a waste of our money.

These guys could lose a tail

if it was attached to a dog.

We're done.

Cut the feed.

Stuart,
why are there still...

Why are there still
cops camped outside?

Uh, I think it's standard
operating procedure.

They think my dad's going to show up here?
Are they stupid or something?

I don't know
what they think.

Inspector Dotzler asked
if we minded and I said no.

You should have asked me.
I mind.

I'm sorry.

And who's he?

Well, um...

We need protection.

Kim, honey,

I know it's hard on you,
but it's hard on me, too.

I'm sorry. I didn't realize
it was a competition.

It's not a competition.

Please, don't hate me.

I'm not responsible
for what happened.

I don't hate you, Stuart.

But for the last two years...

every time I looked
into my mom's eyes...

the only thing I saw
was hurt and sadness.

And for that...

I do hold you responsible.

Where are you going?
School

If I'm allowed.

I got you, baby.
I got you.

Hmm.

Why are you following me?

It's for your
own protection, miss.

Protection?
From who?

My father?

You really think
my father would hurt me?

Your mother probably
didn't think so either.

Asshole.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Anything?

She's on campus.
You want me to follow?

Is the bug active?

Yes.
Okay. Stay there. Listen.

If he shows up,
we'll hear it.

What else? She went
into this convenience store,

chugged down
a drink of some kind...

right from the fridge.
All right.

Keep me informed.

As you might
remember, last week...

we discussed
disassociations...

and interactions between
dorsal and ventral streams...

in object recognition.

Now, a dominant hypothesis...

is that the dorsal stream
is supporting

motor interactions
with objects.

While ventral stream
structures extract

visual information...

about the object
that is independent.

I'm feeling
a little nauseous.

Would you mind
taking notes for me?

Yeah, sure.
Thanks.

Now, in other words,
object knowledge

is represented
in the ventral stream...

Excuse me. I wonder if you could, um,
help me out with something?

Sure.

There was a young woman
in here...

about an hour ago?
Oh, yeah.

Poor kid.

Does she come here often?
Every day.

She bought what?

Same thing,
a peach yogurt drink.

But today, she drank it all
right there from the fridge.

Must have been thirsty.

You got anything?

Yeah, she went to school.
Got nauseous in class.

Now she's on her way
to the bathroom.

Call for back-up.

I'm coming right now.

Shh!

Shh.

Here, Kim. Drink this.

I put something in the yogurt
to make you nauseous.

This will take it away.

Hi, baby.

Hi.

Oh, Kim. Kim.

Oh, Kim.

Daddy. I don't know
what to do.

I'm pregnant.

What?

I'm pregnant.

Dad?

I'm okay.

I have low blood sugar.

I haven't eaten
since yesterday.

Um...

Eat this.

Don't you worry.

Let's get through
this first and then...

we'll figure out
what's best for...

What you have to do
is act natural.

This cop is really smart.

Anything out of the usual...

he'll become suspicious.
Okay?

I love you.

I love you, too.

Yes.
Where are you?

I'm in the science building.
East wing.

She's in the bathroom.

Don't move.
Wait for me.

Where are you staying?

I'm still at Mom's.

I started packing her stuff.

It doesn't feel real.

Oh, I know.

I know.

Dad, there's...

Stuart's been acting
really weird.

He must be scared
about something.

He hired bodyguards.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

It was so much fun.
But you know what?

- He was such a jerk.
- Really?

He made me pay for
my own drink at the bar.

I was wearing something
more skimpy than this.

More skimpy than that?
I don't know what was happening.

Maybe he's blind.
I don't know.

I don't know.

He is such a jerk.

I'm not gonna do
it again, though.

No, it's cool,
I've seen him.

I completely understand.

He's hot, right?

- Go, go, go!
- I'm going!

Go, go, go.

What the...?

Excuse me?

Perv!

He just left.

She's in the can.

I can't let you leave.

Seal all the areas.

Hey!

There he is.

Down the south corridor!

Freeze!

Go, go, go!

Move!

Just move! Come on!

This way!
Move, move!

I know you think
you're helping him...

but you're not.

You're not.

Unless we get him
to come in...

I can't start trying to make
sense of what happened.

Someone killed my mom.

That's what happened.

It was not my father.

Without hearing
his side of the story,

they can't know that,
can they?

I do.

Is there anything else?

You know we can arrest you

for obstructing
an ongoing investigation?

Arrest me.

Rather not.

Well, then,
if you're not going to,

can I go home?

Of course. Of course.

Thank you.

Interesting family.

Don't worry,

we will take care of this.
Do as we planned.

Call the car.

Where are we going, boss?

The Malibu house.

Okay, let's go get drunk.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

I need a ride.
Mind if I drive?

Okay.

What's your name?

Mike.

I'm Bryan.
You have kids, Mike?

Yeah, two.
Uh-huh.

How old? Owen is three,
and Tori is seven.

Great age.

A piece of advice.
Don't miss a day of it.

Before you know it, they'll be
having kids of their own.

Know what I mean?

Thanks, Mike.

Uh-huh. You know,
if you stand in a field

with a book of matches...

you can have hundreds
of rabbits in seconds...

like this.

You know how?
No.

Come in, all rabbits.

Come in, all rabbits.
You like this?

Who hired you?

Huh?

Who are you working for?

Your accent is shit!

Who are you working for?

I'd rather die than tell you.

Scumbag!

Boss?
They're at the gate.

Let them in.

Oh, and take a stroll.

I need a little privacy.

Many?

Many?

Oh!

Bryan?

None of this is making
sense to me, Stuart.

I was hoping
you could help me out.

How did you...

Survive the crash?

The Russians who were following
me when I was following you...

do they work
for you, Stuart?

No.
I don't know what you're talking about.

What do you know?

The only thing I know is that
you were fucking my wife.

And I know
that she's dead!

No, no, no!

What do you know?

I don't know anything.

I swear.
I don't know anything.

If I believed that,
we wouldn't be here.

No! No! No!

Malankov,
Malankov, Malankov!

What?

Malankov.

Oleg Malankov.

Who is Oleg Malankov?

I owe him money.

You don't know him.

He'll never give up.
It's only a game for him.

I lost everything.
He said he'd kill my family.

Why didn't you tell
this to the police?

You let them
think it was me.

I was angry with you.

God damn it, you promised!

You promised
to stop seeing her!

So what do you
think happened?

She came over to my place.

This Malankov
followed her there?

If you weren't seeing her
behind my back...

she wouldn't have been there
in the first place, would she?

They would have killed her
someplace else.

So why are they
coming after me?

Because I told them
who you were.

That you would find them
and kill them.

How convenient
would that be for you?

I kill them,
your debt is cancelled.

I'm sorry, Bryan.

But I loved her.
You gotta believe me.

I loved her!
I loved her!

Here's what you're gonna do.

You're gonna go to the police
and tell them everything.

I can't.

I can't. He's crazy.
You don't know him.

You can do whatever the
hell you want. Either way...

I'm a dead man.

I'm dead.

They kill you,
they don't get paid.

You're not the one they're
gonna come after next.

Kim.

Hey.

Can I get
your keys, please?

Do you know what you're
getting yourself into, man?

Yeah. As a matter
of fact, I do.

Could I get your keys
and your phone, please?

You mind putting your
hands on the steering wheel?

Or what? What are you gonna do?
Shoot me?

Left or right?

Go ahead, put the cuffs on.

Thank you very much.

Dad!

Let's go, Kim.

What's going on?

We're keeping you safe.

Sam?

Hey, Kim. We're gonna
get in the truck.

Hi, Kim.

Let's go.

Bernard Harris.

He's a trained sniper.

Left the army at 24.

Nothing, nothing after that.

Nothing until he registers
as one of three founders

of something called Private
Securities International.

The other two being,
Casey Mark,

Navy SEAL,
eight years' service.

"Explosives expert. "
It's right there.

Next time we hear
from him, he's 45

and Senior Vice President

of Private Securities
International.

Sam Grossman,
communications expert,

a wizard,

And he's the COO of Private
Securities International.

Now, our primary person
of interest...

Bryan Mills.

Is listed as an "employee"
of Private...

You get the picture.

These are very
serious people.

If you don't
bring your A-game,

they're gonna run around you,
through you, under you.

I need it to stop
right now.

There's one more thing.
This.

The Russian,
he killed himself.

Probably because he didn't
wanna give up the information

that Mills was
asking him for.

Because obviously,
he's not trying to kill you.

Obviously, he's not
trying to kill anybody.

He's only trying
to get information.

He's only trying to figure
this out, just like we are.

Except for the fact that
he is a step ahead of us.

I'd like to know the relationship
between the Russians

and the wife's murder.

One of these four people,
they know something about it.

They know the answer.

I need you guys
to find them.

I need you
to bring them in.

- Anything yet?
- No.

Nothing came up from the
samples you gave me.

But this is gonna take
a while to sort through.

Bryan, there's a shitload
of data here.

What is that?

I downloaded
the police computers.

For what? The first thing
they're gonna look at...

are the phone records to see
if there are any clues.

Mine and Lenore's.

What's it gonna tell you,

that you and Lenore
spoke to each other?

You know what?
Don't worry about it.

We're almost
done here anyway.

So, what's the plan?

The plan is to make sure
my daughter is safe.

And the only way
to do that, so it seems...

is to eliminate the thing
that will make her unsafe.

Malankov.

Good one, Stuart.

I'd like to help.

Oh, you're
gonna help, all right.

Like bait helps
to catch a shark.

Excuse me?

Start talking
about Malankov.

I want to know every detail.

Who he is, what he does,
where he lives...

where he works.

Oleg Malankov.

He's as tough
as they come.

He served in the Russian Army

when they invaded
Afghanistan.

He was Spetsnaz.

It's like our Navy SEALS.

After the collapse
of the Soviet Union,

when everyone was
grabbing what they could...

there was a real demand

for men with
his kind of skills.

He became
one of the grabbers.

I met him
when I was doing a deal

involving heavy machinery.

Since then,
we did business

on a number
of different occasions.

Some deals worked out.

I don't have the money.

Last one didn't.

What?

My mom is dead because of one
of your shitty business deals?

No.

Kim, that's not
what happened.

Fuck you!

I'll fucking kill you!
Kim.

We need him.

We need him.

Call him.

Why?

Because you're gonna
set him up for me.

Make the call. Now.

On speaker.

Pow.

Stuart. I've missed you.

I have your money.

You have it?

That was fast.

How can I trust you?

You can trust me.

Where do you want me
to bring it?

Meet me at the building
downtown.

In one hour.

Sure, one hour.

Scumbag!

Tell me how
his security works.

Malankov works out
of his penthouse apartment.

He has a private elevator
with two bodyguards.

Malankov is coming.
Send the elevator.

The elevator is controlled

by security upstairs.

Once they see who's inside the
elevator and give the okay...

they will send
the elevator up.

Outside the elevator,
upstairs...

is a security station
and three more bodyguards.

Two sets of doors.

Through the second set
of doors

is Malankov's
private apartment.

Can you
help me out, here?

I got an address
but I don't have a name.

I got a back
full of perishables.

Go to the first floor
and ask for the desk.

First floor.
Thank you so much.

You're welcome.

Hello, sir.

I'm here to see
Oleg Malankov.

Okay, sir,
have a good day.

Thanks.

Get out.

It's Dotzler.

Answer it. Act normal.

Don't try
anything smart.

- Hello?
- Mr. St. John?

Frank Dotzler.

Where are you?

Um, I'm in
a business meeting.

Is there anything wrong?

Bryan Mills removed your
stepdaughter from your home.

I'm there right now.

Oh, my God.
That's, um...

When are you coming home?

I'm leaving immediately.

It should take me about an hour
to get there from where I am.

Where exactly is that?
Malibu.

Listen, Inspector, I don't think
he means her any harm.

Mr. St. John, this man
is the prime suspect

in the murder of your wife.

His associates
held guns on my men

in the front of your home.

As far as I'm concerned,
he is dangerous

and has to be
taken into custody.

So, if you'd like,
I can send a car for you,

but I need you
somewhere safe.

No, no, no.
It's fine.

I'm leaving right now.

I'll be waiting for you.

Get me a location
on St. John's phone.

As soon as he finds
out you're not in Malibu,

he'll be headed right here.

I'd say we have

less than 30 minutes to do
this before he shows up.

It's enough time for me.

Can you handle this, Kim?

What do I have to do?

Just keep me up to
date on what comes up.

Thanks, Sam.

Inspector, the tape you gave
us from that gas station...

here are the stills,
frame by frame.

Hey.

He lied to you
about where he was.

What a surprise.
He's downtown.

Let's call out
the cavalry.

All right.

We're out
of this location!

We're on the move!
Let's go!

They're gone.

Okay. Cops on the move.

Okay. Let's go.

You do exactly
as you were told.

Don't improvise.

Try anything funny,
and they'll kill you.

And if they don't, I will.

I don't know how many times
I can say sorry.

Come here, Kim.

There.

Dotzler.

I found out something
you might wanna know.

Matching insurance policies
on St. John and his wife.

$12 million. Each.

How about that?

Stuart St. John.
Mr. Malankov's expecting me.

What's in the bag?

We're in.

Okay.

Stuart St. John is clear.
Unlock the elevator.

Okay.

Got him.

Go! All right.

What's going on?

Everything okay?

Mmm-hmm.

Call the elevator.

Get back to the truck.

Bingo.

Right on.

Mmm.

He's coming up.

Go, go, go.

Showtime. Bingo.

What the hell's going on?

Guys?

Go check it out.

Get up.

Get up!

Who are you, old man?

You killed my ex-wife.

But you're not gonna
kill my daughter.

Your daughter?

Shit!

We are fucked
by the same man.

What are you talking about?

Stuart St. John.

First, he gets me
to kill your wife...

then you.

And when that
doesn't work...

he pushes you
to kill me, no?

Either way, he wins.

Your wife was just
part of a business deal...

like many before her.

It is my turn
to lose the game.

Finish me!

Finish me.

I deserve it.

Yes.

You do.

Dad?

Listen.

- Dad?
- What is it, Kim?

No!
Ahhh!

Sam! Sam!

Kim.

Come on. Let's go.

Come on. Move.
Kim!

Get in the car!

Let's go, come on!

Where are we going?

Get in the car.

He's still alive.
Let's get a medic in here...

ASAP! Medic!

Inspector!

Yeah?
The elevator!

Dotzler, it's Smith.

We're in Malankov's building.

I think, uh, Mills is here.
Really?

Yeah. We're gonna check
the apartment now.

Shit!

Hey! Can you move?

Back it up.
Back it up.

All right, let's go.
Everybody in.

Come on!
Let's go!

This guy's still warm.

We got a good chance
he's still in the building.

Call downstairs,
lock it up.

Nobody in, nobody out.

Lock it up.
Nobody in, nobody out.

"Text from your phone
asking Mom to meet you...

"at the Rancho Berrego
the night she died.

"Someone used your phone?"

Call Dotzler!

Santa Monica Aviation.

This is Mr. St. John.

I'll be there in 15 minutes.
Get the plane ready.

It'll be ready.

Why are you doing this?

Because your father
and his friends

are homicidal maniacs.

You're a lying piece of shit.
Shut up.

You killed her! I know...

You shut up!

Shut up!

Brooks.

I want the full work-up
on a black Porsche,

license plate number
6-8-9-M-J-C-6.

Okay.

Connect me to the Porsche
phone and trace it.

All right.

I need a run on
a California plate

6-8-9-Mary-Jane-Charlie-6.

I need a phone, too.

Pick up the phone.

Black Porsche's
phone position received.

Heading west.

Yes?

Listen, Mr. Mills.

It's Dotzler.

I've started to piece
this thing together.

There's two
life insurance policies.

One for St. John,
one for your ex-wife.

You understand?

Stuart owed money
to these Russians.

A lot of it.

The ones who abducted her.

Then they took her
to my place

and killed her to
keep me out of the way.

I need you to step back...

and allow me to handle this.

I got it.

What's your first
priority here, Inspector?

To arrest St. John

and charge him
with your ex-wife's murder.

My first priority
is my daughter.

Get out of the car.

Come on, let's go.

Go!

Okay, we're leaving now.
Come on, let's go.

Yes, sir!

Approaching
Runway Two.

Ready for takeoff.

Come on, guys.
Let's go.

Requesting
permission for takeoff.

We got a visual
on the Porsche.

He's heading to
Santa Monica airport.

I want all units in the area
of the Santa Monica airport...

to be on the lookout
for a black Porsche.

No.

Let's go!

- Come on!
- We don't have enough speed!

Let's go!

Give me
the goddamn gun!

Give me the goddamn gun!

I'll shoot you
in the head!

Shut up!

Very smart...

Playing me off
against the Russian.

Coming over for coffee.

Taking my phone, sending texts
and then erasing them.

So that your pals...

could plant Lenore's body...

and make it look
as if I killed her.

All your problems solved.

All your worries over.

But it didn't quite
work out that way.

Oh, listen, Bryan.

They're coming.

You can't kill me now.

Oh. yeah?

Dad...

I know you know
a lot of people...

and with a good lawyer,
you'll get out of jail

in a few years.

And then I'll come for you.

I'll find you.

And we both know
what's gonna happen.

I knew
from the beginning.

It was the bagels.

They were warm.

I had to ask myself...

what kind of guy
goes out for warm bagels...

and comes back
and commits murder?

So, I compared the timestamps
to the deleted texts...

that you downloaded
from our computers.

Which, by the way, is illegal,
and I could arrest you for it.

I could.
But it's got me.

And I was able
to figure it out.

She was leaving him.

He needed the insurance money
to pay Malankov.

You didn't help us out
by escaping, you know.

He figured,
what better way

to get rid of Malankov and
keep the insurance money...

than by getting me

to kill the guy
who would kill him...

because it was the only way
to keep my daughter safe.

Almost worked.

Almost.

So, are we done, Inspector?

Of course.

Of course we're done.

We're done.

Could you, um,

just stay in town
for the next month or so...

just in case I have any
other questions for you?

Sure.

Now, you two.

I've thought
about this all night.

It's a very
important choice.

Whatever you decide...

the two of you, together...

I'll support you 100%.

And I know your mom would have
said the same thing, too.

Tell him.
Dad...

we've been talking.

We thought that...

if it's a girl...

we'd like to
name her after mom.

She'd like that
very much, Kim.