All language subtitles for Whiskey.Cavalier.S01E03.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Will Chase -- FBI!

Frankie Trowbridge -- CIA.

Casey: The world
is in chaos, so we've assembled

all of America's
best intelligence assets

under one banner.

We are all officially
working together.

As a team.

Led by me.
Led by me.

Previously
on "Whiskey Cavalier"...

Frankie, you got to start
trusting people.

You think now
is a good time

for me
to start working on that?

I'm assigning you someone
to lay out your missions,

service support
wherever you are in the world.

Knock, knock.

I'm so excited
to be part of this team.

Ooh-kay. Too soon?

Four years at MIT,
three years at the NSA,

and I have been reduced to
"Lock the door, Standish."

Will:
We gotta grab Stavros -- alive.

You're too emotionally available
for a spy.

Will: Get him to open
the vault, and we can get
our hands on the ledger

and put a lot of bad people
behind bars.

Will: You were right.
I opened up my big, dumb heart.

It may have impacted
the mission.

May have?!

Can we agree
this is his fault?

Hey!

Did you cut my brakes?

What you did to Will
is unforgivable.

You'll never be a part
of this team.

I could've died!

Chance I was willing
to take, Ray.

We have the Prime Minister
and his wife.

If the names on the list
are not released by noon,

we will execute them both.

Okay, he just set
a noon deadline.

Standish, where are you
on finding their location?

I triangulated the signal
from the call.

I'm outside the building now.

Sending the address.

That's on the other side
of London.

It's almost noon.

There's not enough time for Will
and Frankie to drive there.

Will: No problem!

We had a different idea!

Frankie:
Why do you get to drive?

Because
I got in first.

That's not
a good system.

Well, at the dock,
I said, "Ladies first."

You said, "I guess that means
I'm after you" --

very funny,
by the way --

so now you don't get
to drive.

Totally worth it.

Open the door.

No habla ingles.

iAbre la puerta!

I don't speak Spanish,
either.

Guys,
we may have a problem.

Susan:
They've got Standish.

My psych profile says they won't
hesitate to kill hostages.

Drop your guns,
or your friend dies.

It's okay.
We're not that tight.

What are you doing?

My job.

You're gonna shoot
Standish.

If I have to.

I can't
let you do that.

So, I can't talk to Standish
because they took his comms.

Could someone please mention

that wedding ring
I just issued him?

Standish, just know
that whatever happens,

I'll make sure
to notify your wife.

Wife?

Oh.

Yeah!

That's right, bitch!

Come on, guys.

They're dead.

Again.

Hello, agents.

Don't feel bad.

Remember,
these training missions

are designed to be impossible.

Your team's getting better
each time.

Brilliant idea grabbing
the boat, by the way.

Oh, thank you, sir.
That was my idea.

We would've made it
if you'd let me drive.

♪ I need to know now ♪

♪ Know now ♪

♪ Can you love me again? ♪

♪ I need to know now ♪

♪ Know now ♪

♪ Can you love me again? ♪

-- Captions by VITAC --

♪ Can you love me again? ♪

Will: You've been pissed off
for three time zones. What's up?

We would have
made it in time

if you let me
shoot Standish.

Excuse me?

It's the job.

Sometimes innocent people
have to die.

Or --
this might be crazy --

how about
no innocent people die?

I'm just --
I'm spitballing here.

Mr. Sensitivity
gets all misty

when we have to shoot
one of his friends in the face.

You were gonna kill me.
We've got beef.

You're not capable
of beef.

I can do beef.

Are you seriously
criticizing me

for caring about
the well-being of my team?

Our team.

Our team.
Yes. Thank you.

See? You're investing.

If we want this thing
to work,

we've got to start treating
each other like we're a family.

Hard pass.

When you get
emotionally invested,

you can't make
the tough decisions,

which is why I don't trust you
to have my back.

When you got shot
in France,

who performed
emergency surgery on you?

I literally
saved your life.

And you don't stop
talking about it.

Hey. Hey.

She is just trying
to push your buttons.

Well
it's not working.

Attaboy.

But how can
she not trust me?

Everybody trusts me.

I'm an Eagle Scout.

Sweetie, I know
you're super proud of that,

but it's not as sexy
as you think it is.

Oh.
It's pretty sexy.

Director Casey wants
to talk to the two of us.

Alright.
You guys wait here.

We'll fill you in.

Can't wait.

Or we can listen in
on everything they're saying.

Hey-oh!
Let me in.

You bugged them?

That is an invasion
of their privacy.

You want earbuds
or not?

Not.

Agents,
welcome back.

How were
the training exercises?

Great, sir.
We got better every time.

He is lying.
They went horribly.

But she jokes a lot.

-I don't.
-No, you do.

We just have to work
on your timing

and delivery

and level
of appropriateness.

Have a seat.

So, agents, let's talk about
the future of your team.

Oh, Director Casey
is saying Jai and I

are like a...diverse
Batman and Robin.

You're Robin.

Oh, now he's talking
about you.

Uh-oh.
Hmm?

Uh-oh.

Fine.

There it is.

This better be good.

Home, sweet home.

So, we should
probably...

...debrief you
on the Casey meeting.

Basically,
he told us that --

Because of how
our first mission went,

he's not sure if he's
keeping the team together.

Wait, how did you
know that?

Jai bugged you.

You should probably
get used to that.

Yeah.
We heard everything.

Susan.

Well, I'd expect this
from them, but you?

Well,
I said no at first,

but, uh,
then I got excited, so...

Standish:
Look, I don't get it.

Why would they disband
the team?

Our first mission
wasn't that bad, was it?

No. I mean,
we killed our target,

flooded a bank,

and Will
made kissy-face

with the leader
of an international
crime organization.

I didn't make
kissy-face.

I mean,
you did a little bit.

So,
what do we do now?

We treat it
like a normal workday.

I mean, look, if this old bar
is gonna be our permanent home,

I say we clean it up
a bit, huh?

Ooh.
Sounds fun.

I'm not sure
you know what fun is.

I know
it's not cleaning.

You guys think
that's fun, right?

Oh, yeah.
This is my office.

Well, hope they don't
break up the team,

'cause this definitely beats
my cubicle at the NSA.

Thank you for that,
by the way.

Hey,
don't mention it.

Will, I want you to know,
I'm-a do you proud, man.

Good. Good.

And I want you to know
I'm gonna have you doing

mostly tech work to start.

Oh.

It's cool,
but eventually,

you'll want me
out there in the field.

Can't leave the big dog
tied up on the porch, right?

"Big dog on the porch."
Sure, yeah.

Um, Standish, you --

You've never had
any weapons training.

No.

Show me
how you hold a gun.

You know what, I actually wanted
to talk to you about that...

Okay.
...uh, because I think
it would be great...

if I had...

two.

-Oh!
-Give myself a signature.

Sure.
You know, something
to know myself by.

Pow-pow!
Pow! Pow! Pow!

Then we get low with it.
Pow, pow!
Oh.

You know, reload.
Clap, click-click. Pow!

-Whoa!
-Pow-pow-pow!

There's a guy behind you.
I heard him.

You see that?
Sure.

Always listening.

-Right.
-Mm-hmm.

Here's the thing,
Standish.

Uh, the business we're in
is real.

The bullets are real.

It's not --
It's not a video game.

You get shot...

you die.

You got it?

Yeah.

Yeah, no,
I mean, I got it.

No, you don't.

But you will.

Look, I think you have the
potential to be a great agent,

and I'm gonna help you
get there.

I promise.

You just --

You got to be patient.

And -- And for
future reference,

when you go
to shoot someone,

you want to make sure
that you actually see them.

Right.

Will, Standish, Ray's here.

Oh, okay.
Great.

Now that we're all here,
I have a mission for you guys.

If you pull it off,
you're golden,

and if you don't, well, they're
going to disband the team,

and I get fired.

Oh. Sounds like
a lose-win situation.

Maybe I'll just get
right to the mission.

Ooh, wait for it.

Ooh! Hey.

Will said treat today
like a normal workday,

so I upped
our security system

and shielded us against
any electronic surveillance.

Wow. That's --
That's great, Jai.

Kiss-ass.

Okay, well, your target

is an Italian neofascist group,
Fascia Rossa.

And due to the Italian immigration crisis,

right-wing hate groups have been
popping up all over the place.

But Fascia Rossa is different.

Because they're backed
by a billionaire,

they can cause havoc
on a massive scale.

And Fascia Rossa
has proven adept

at using social media propaganda
to grow in size.

And I'm guessing
they convinced their followers

that immigrants are the cause
of all problems plaguing Italy.

Exactly. And now
their leader, Luca Crudele,

wants to take Fascia Rossa
to the next level.

We have intel
that an American engineer,

Thomas Andrews,

has been recruited
to the group.

Andrews' specialty
is chemical bombs.

They are paying him to make
a weapon of mass destruction.

Your mission
is to extract Andrews

before he begins
building a bomb

and to get him
to turn on Fascia Rossa.

And the most important part...

...to save my job.

Let's go.

Frankie:
Get out of my way.

Ooh, she make you
nervous, Ray?

Well, she tried
to kill me last week,

so yeah,
she makes me a little...

What happened?
You getting rusty?

Let's go.

Ooh.
Remember this?

Old Faithful.

Ooh.
I really like your gun.

Thank you.
Jai picked it out.

He has great taste.

Sweet.

Okay.

Now, these are badass!
Yeah.

Think I'm-a take
this one.

Nice, right?
Yeah.

No.

None of these are for you.

Why not?

Well, I can't give
a gun to someone

who has
no field experience.

Plus,
you act like a child.

No offense.

You know, you can't
just insult me,

then buy it back
by saying "No offense."

I can if I don't care whether
you were offended or not.

No offense.

Okay, guys.
Let's take a look.

This is our best chance
of grabbing Andrews.

Luca Crudele is throwing a party
at his villa tonight

for his supporters.

Which is gonna be full

of those ultra-violent
focaccia ravioli dudes.

Fascia Rossa.

My Italian's
evolving.

The point is,
I need a gun.

Don't worry. They're not even
gonna know we're there.

Yeah, we locate Andrews,
drug him, extract him. Done.

I don't necessarily think
we need to drug him.

I'm pretty sure
I can get him to cooperate.

Oh, once I'm done with him,
he'll "cooperate."

I've never been
so afraid of air quotes

in my entire life.

Of course you're afraid
to kick some ass.

You're a total Boy Scout.

What is your beef
with the Boy Scouts?

You two need to get
on the same page,

or someone's gonna get shot.

-Probably Standish.
-Why me?

I'm just throwing a name
out there.

Alright, guys.
Let's get ready to do this.

Hey, Frankie.
Hold up.

You know,
I think Susan's right.

For the sake of the team,
you and I --

we're gonna need
to connect.

Please don't start
talking family again.

You know what the greatest thing
is about family?

Seriously,
I'm holding a gun.

Right. Family always
has your back, okay,

and I know you said that you
don't do attachments,

but I got bad news
for you, partner.

I am going to
win you over.

My charm is like a virus.
It is. It's a charm virus.

And before you know it,
boom, you're infected.

So you're gonna
give me a virus?

Yes. Yes, I am.
Metaphorically. Right?

Look, my larger point

is that you and I are
going to be attached

because team...

is like a family.

Look at that.
I circled back.
Stop.

Let me make
something clear.

I don't mix the personal
with the professional,

so I'm never going to let myself
care about any of you.

Will:
Yeah, but what if it's true?
What if she never comes around?

Ah, don't
be like that.
No, I know.

I just feel...

Wow.
You clean up nice.

Thank you.

You are...

a bit of a mess.

Please. In this tux,
I'm like a 9.

-Worst case, 8 1/2,

but that's just because
it's Italy.
Yeah.

I can always tell
when you're nervous.

You never
get the tie right.

I felt like Frankie and I
were making progress,

and now she's just...
put her armor back on.

Well,
what did you expect?

Did you think you were just
gonna say the word "family"

and she'd go in
for the group hug?

Have I not explained the concept
of the charm virus to you?

It's very simple.

Just give her
some time.

No, you're right.

She's probably trying
as hard as she can.

I'm not even
gonna bother trying.

He's just pushing
your buttons.

Well,
it's not working.

And we're not family.
I don't even like him.

Well, you didn't like me
when we first met.

In fact,
you tried to kill me.

Yeah, but that was for work.
It wasn't personal.

Do I sound
like I'm judging?

Mmm.

My point is,
we chose to get past that,

and now...
here we are.

Besties.

And I still resent the fact
that I care about you.

Not that I do.

Of course you don't.

Alright, this...

ties this together.

You know,
I could have killed you.

I chose not to.

Yeah.

Hey, Francesca.

Hmm?

Whatever you decide...

I got your back.

Standish:
Oh, you guys look so great.

I know you're probably wondering
how it is in the van.

Let me update you.

Super sexy in here.

This catering outfit, uh,

really does wonders
for my shape.

No FOMO on this side.

Just happy to be
on a mission...

in a van...

once again.

-Thank you.
-Anyone got eyes on Andrews?

Jai: Nothing yet.

Hey, on your six.

Now, that
is a partnership.

I mean, they gotta be married,
what, 40 years?

How do you think
they make it work?

They accept each other
for who they are.

Two old racists.

Alright, shall we?

Eh.

It'll be easier
to case the room.

See?
Better vantage point.

Hmm.

So, were you funny
as a kid?

My dad always said humor
was my best defense mechanism.

He obviously never
saw you shoot people.

You two were close,
huh?

What are you doing?

Just trying
to get to know you.

Never gonna
stop trying.

Yeah, well,
we should stay on task.

Susan,
you got anything?

Aside from half the men here

pretending not to know
their mistresses,

all is clear.

No sign of Andrews.

Jai,
are the cameras live?

And the last one is...

...hot.

Standish, you can run
facial recognition.

Yeah, no,
I've got eyes on everybody

from out here
at the kids table.

Man: Aprite!

Aprite ora!

Uh, one second!

Andiamo.

Ah, geez.

Catering things
are happening right now.

Hey.

Cosa stai facendo?

What now?
Cosa?

You know what?
I actually don't speak Italian.

I'm American. Tim.
I'm from Tulane.

Junior year.
Studying abroad.

I'm actually not even
supposed to be here.

I just did this to pick up
a little extra cash,

trying to get
to Amsterdam,

for the same reasons
I see that you are here.

It's okay.

I also partake
a little bit,

but if you're
anything like me,

you're probably
starving right now, right?

I got something
for you.

Look at this.

A whole tray
of hors d'oeuvres.

Yeah. I understand.
I've had the munchies before.

Shh!
Yeah.
Oh, shh.

We'll keep it real quiet.

Your little group
wouldn't appreciate it.

You guys are weird.

Have a good night. Alright, now.

You guys,
I just took out a guard

with a tray
of hors d'oeuvres.

I'm gonna need a gun.

Jai,
he's got a point.

First, you bug Will,
now no gun for Standish.

Are you really that much
of a control freak?

Oh.
Oh.

You are.

Alright, fine.

There is a weapon
under the front seat.

Do not
make me regret this.

Oh, hell yes.

Jai?

Where's the rest of it?

You're so sweet.

I am.

This diminishes me as a man.

Man:
Luca Crudele!

Luca's gone onstage.

Classic malignant
narcissist.

Same basic profile for all
sociopathic demagogues.
Mm-hmm.

Target spotted.

Why's he got
a babysitter?

You get Andrews.

I'll get the handler.

Yep.

Hey.

We're leaving.

Quietly.

Hi, handsome
security guard.

Do you know where
the bathroom is?

-Francesca?!
-Marco?

I haven't seen you
since Belgium.

You look good.

I didn't know
you were political.

It pays the bills.

Wait.

Are you here on business?

Pig.

He wouldn't take no
for an answer.

Hey. Wait.

Ah. Ah.

Did you
just drug him?

Yes, it's better this way.
Trust me.

We can't risk him
sounding the alarm,

and we have to get
out of here now.
He was cooperating.

Well, he's definitely
cooperating now.

Jai, you've got to stop giving
people weaponized jewelry.

I'm serious.

Working on an exit plan.

One blackout coming right up.

No, you're right!
This is so much easier!

Are you even helping?

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.
Jai! Damn it.

Frankie!

-You know him?!
-Go! Go! Go!

How do you know him?
Before I joined the CIA,

we did...jobs together.

Like walking dogs, mowing lawns,
that kind of stuff?

Yeah,
it was a crazy summer.

You were an assassin?

Way to make it
sound dirty.

Anything else I should know
about you?

How much time you got?

He's waking up.

Andrews:
Oh, oh. Where am I?

Who are you people?

Hello, Mr. Andrews.

I'm Special Agent
Will Chase.

You have two choices.

We can charge you with terrorism
and conspiracy to commit murder,

or you can roll
on your employer

and we can talk
plea deal.

I'm not
telling you anything.

Okay.

My turn.

Andrews: I don't even know
who you people are!

But we don't
have to do this.

Look, you don't know
the whole story.

We're gonna find out.

It really undermines my ability
to motivate the asset

when you take the bullets
out of my gun.

Well, it pays
to think ahead.

Andrews, we know you've started
building a bomb for them.

Where were you working?

I'll tell you
everything,

but I have
certain conditions.

Wrong answer.

Ohh!

Frankie,
you're gonna break him.

I don't care.

I-I did it
for my daughter.

Okay?

Th-- They forced me.

They said if I didn't build
a bomb, they would kill her.

I don't believe him.
Jai?

Oh, thank you.
I wouldn't lie to you, okay?

My daughter means
everything to me. Look. Look.

See? Here she is.

She's 10 years old.

See?

Susan.

He's holding
your gaze,

his pupils are dilated.

I believe him.

Me, too.

Seems really credible.

But it's not my area,
so I'll just shut up.

Listen, I-I-I'll tell you
whatever you need to know, okay?

I just have to make sure
that my daughter is safe.

They'll take her,
and I need your help.

We don't negotiate.

Think what you want about me,

but Isabella --
she's innocent.

Don't tell me that you're
seriously considering this.

I'll tell you what.

If he's lying,
I'll shoot him myself.

Hey.

Hey.

Got you a coffee.

Oh, you're a lifesaver.

Did you get any sleep?

No.

No, I mean,
we're so divided.

Honestly...

I wouldn't mind
Frankie hating me,

as long as it brought
the team together.

Nah.

You can't stand
anyone not liking you.

Well, that's just because
it doesn't make any sense.

I am -- I am very likable.

Will.

Frankie doesn't hate you.

Stop it. I...

Hey. Oh, um...

When we're out there with
Andrews, do me a favor and
keep an eye on Standish.

There.

That right there.

What?

That's why this team
is gonna be okay.

You always put
everybody first.

It's like your -- It's like
your number-one superpower.

Mnh. I don't know.
What about my boyish good looks?

Hmm.

No.

No? W-Wait.
I'm gonna gaze out this window.

Look how handsome I look.

Ohh, yeaaah,
I do see it.

Uh-huh.

You're an idiot.

Wh--
Come on.

That's hard to hear,
but I understand.

Alright. We got to roll.
Okay.

You gonna do
some more gazing?

Find
some more windows.

We'll get your daughter
into protective custody.

Then you give us
everything we need on the bomb.

Alright, team, eyes up.
We're on the move.

Once again letting your emotions
get in the way.

Did my emotions get in
the way when I saved
your life in France?

You're prohibited
from saying it ever again.

Saved it. Did it.

So, this is dope,

walking around,
all strapped and whatnot.

What exactly
are we supposed to be doing?

Scan the crowd
without being obvious.

You're looking
for hostiles.

Uh-huh.

Okay.

So, you had no field training
at the NSA.

They just put you in front of
a computer and left you there?
Yeah.

But I play a lot of "Fortnite,"
so I should be okay.
Yeah.

Jai: I'm gonna pretend like
I didn't hear that,

because it's so embarrassing
for you.

Frankie:
Jai, any activity?

All clear on my scanner.
Will?

Will: Alright.
We're almost at the rendezvous.

No sign
of the girl yet.

-I appreciate you doing this.
-Yeah.

We're not doing this
for you.

We're doing this
to stop Fascia Rosa

from killing innocent people
with a bomb you designed.

I didn't think
I had a choice.

You always have
a choice.

Alright.
Here comes the kid.

Southeast corner.

Headed for the tram stop.

There she is.

No, no, no. Stay with us.
You understand?

We'll get to her
as soon as we know it's safe.

Susan? Standish?

Still clear.
No hostiles in sight.

Okay.

Isabella!

-No!

Isabella!

No. No!

Shoot.

Hey! Isabella!
Move! Move!

Hey! Hey! Wait! Wait!

Wait! Aah!

Hey! Isabella!

I got him!

Oh!

Ooh! You al--
J-J-J-J-J-Jai, Jai,
I'm so sorry.

Shush!

You consider yourself
officially disarmed.

Come on!

Anderson, hey,
it's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be o--
We'll find your daughter.

I lied -- I lied to you.

The bomb...

It's done.
I finished it.

What?

Fascia Rossa's
gonna use it today.

What?
Andrews, hey, stay with me.

Hey, Andrews, Andrews,
tell me where the bomb is.

Andrews.
Andrews, listen to me.

Tell me
where the bomb is.

Hey, Andrews.
Damn it. Come on!

Will, Marco got away.

Jai tagged him.
We need to go -- now!

Standish:
Look, in my defense,

there were a lot of
people around, and he
was a moving target!

It was --
Still angry.

Alright, Marco's
about a mile ahead of us.

He's almost out of my tracker's
range, but it's holding.

Why are we following
this guy?

Because
he's our only lead!

What about
the girl?

Don't worry. We're gonna save
her after we deal with the bomb.

Yes, we are.

We made
a promise to the man.

Hey, Andrews was not gonna
help us otherwise.

I could've gotten it
out of him.

Oh, by torturing a man who's
trying to protect his child?

That is always a no
on this team!

Are we clear?!

Ugh! Why did I waste
a second of my time

trying to bond with you?!

You have not been
honest with me

since the moment we started
working together!

Guys!

We don't even know
who the hell she really is!

-You want to know who I am?!
-Tell me!

I'm a killer!
And now I'm your partner!

Enjoy!

This is a disaster.
Yeah, what do you expect?

It's an arranged
marriage.

I'll talk to Will.
You talk to her.

Look, there's nothing
I can do, alright?

You're wrong.
She will listen to you.

No, she won't.

Your obsessive need
to control

means that you won't
attempt anything

if you can't predict
the outcome.

God, would you stop!

Stop touching me.
Stop fixing me.

Stop digging around
in here.

Your opinion
means nothing to me.

Okay.

Uh, guys,
the, uh, tracker stopped.

There's a small piazza
up ahead.

How about a warning
next time?

Okay. We're here.

Susan: It's a Saints' Day
festival.

The whole city
turns out.

This must be
where the bomb is.

Yeah. Blow up a huge crowd,
blame it on immigrants,

watch the country burn.

Well done, Luca.

You stay on comms.

We'll locate Marco.
Alright, let's go.

I'm gonna stay in the van,

figure out how to disable
this bomb --

you know, if you find it.

I'm gonna stay back, too,
if that's okay with you.

I think I know
how to help.

Get in the van.
Come on.

Will:
You got anything?

No.

You?

Nope.
I got nothing.

Scusi.

Check down there.

Scusi. Scusi. Scusi.

Look, man,
I'm really sorry

about the whole
"shooting you" thing.

Mnh-mnh.
Now's not the time.

Come on.

Hey, isn't that
Marco's bike?

Yes.

Okay, so, I retasked
an NSA satellite.

Alright, we found Marco's bike,
but, uh, no Marco.

According
to the heat signature,

it says that you're standing
at the location of the bomb.

Frankie:
There's nothing here.

What if we're
right on top of it?

It's worth a shot.

Give me a hand.

Ohh.

Alright.

I guess I'm on point
for this one, huh?

I want to say "Ladies first"
so bad right now.

I respect that.

Jai: Alright.
You're getting closer.

Do you see anything?

Nothing yet, but there's
a light up ahead.

Frankie:
Jai, I think we found it.

Okay, see if you can find me
any related files

from Andrews'
personal server.
Already on it.

Good man.

Hey, Frankie.

Agh.

I gotta say,

the new guy's
a bit of a downgrade.

Is this what you do now?

Take out women and children
for a payday?

You're one to talk.

Or did CIA
erase your memory

when they made you
their bitch?

Such a tough guy.

But at the party,
I put you down,

and you stayed down.

A real man would only be out
for, what, 20 seconds?

Right, Will?

I should have killed you
in Belgium.

Yeah, you should've.

You have
nice friends.

Alright, one minute,
55 seconds, Jai.

Okay. Calm down.

Uh, we're
pretty calm here, buddy.

Talking to myself.

Okay.

Jai:
To disable the bomb, you need
to remove the detonator.

Frankie: That's it?

Yeah, except
the containment wall

underneath the reaction chamber
has electro-capacitive contacts

that are surrounding
the detonation module.

Can we get that in English,
please, Jai?

Okay, you know the game
"Operation"?

It's exactly like that,

except if you touch the side...

thousands of people die.

Hey, Susan, I need you
to figure out a way

to get rid
of that crowd.

Okay.
I see the detonator.

I can fit
my hand in there,

but then
I can't see anything.

Um...alright. Here.
Let me see if I can.

Okay, I see your hand.

Alright, get on.

I'll be your eyes and talk you
through from down here.

-Okay.
-Okay.

Okay. Keep going.

Slightly to your right.

And then slowly pull down
and towards you.

If this whole thing
goes sideways,

I want you to know
that I think you're a...

capable agent.

And I know I'm not the easiest
person to work with.

No, you're a cakewalk.

Look, I made mistakes,
too, alright,

but we still have
each other's backs.

You know why?

If you say
"Because we're family,"

I am gonna let this thing
explode.

We are a family.

Careful.

It's heavy.

Do not touch the sides.

Okay.

Move your thumb
a little to the left.

No, no, no, no. Okay. Okay.
You got it. You're fine.

Now put your hand
a little right.

There...and down.

Okay.

Okay. Keep going.

And slowly pull your hand
towards you.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
You're right there.

Okay.
Now straight out.

I got it. Okay.

Green, by the way.

What?

Oh, come on. You were
trying to figure out
what color my eyes are.

I-I wasn't wondering...

...what color your eyes are.
Wait. Jai. Hey, why is this
thing still humming?

Oh, I'm betting that's 'cause
Andrews booby-trapped it.

Run!

I saved your life again.

No, you didn't.

Luca: It's over.

We failed.

No loose ends.

Now it's over.

I've got her.

Yep.
Hands behind your back.

Isabella, hi.

Look at me, sweetie.

It's gonna be okay.

I know what you're thinking,
Whiskey,

but everyone's
got a soft spot.

I mean, you've got
hundreds of them.

You say that
like it's a bad thing.

What do you want, Ray?

Nice work, guys.

My job is safe.

Yay.

Oh, yeah.
And, uh, good news --

they're keeping
the team together.

Way to bury the lede,
Ray.

You know, it just got me
to thinking.

This team can get better
and better

the closer and closer
we all get as friends.
Bye, Ray.

Hello?

Yeah, I got to go, too.

I got...stuff to do.
A big meeting.

Had to hang up on them

'cause of my big,
important meeting I have.

You all stay working hard.

"Doesn't play well
with others."

That is what
my teacher wrote

in my report card...

in kindergarten.

Mine wrote,
"Susan is a ray of sunshine."

I don't feel like I have
anything to apologize for.

Yes, you do.

But just for the sake
of argument,

we're gonna say that I...

happen to agree with you.

Look...

...I just...

♪ You feelin' alright? ♪

...I haven't quite worked
with many, um...

♪ I'm not feelin'
too good myself ♪

...people...before.

♪ You feelin' alright? ♪

So this whole team thing
is -- is new for me.

But I'm trying.

Look, Jai,
I'm a big girl.

You and I are good.

But I'm not the one that you
need to square things with.

And I think
you know that.

You know,
you are a ray of sunshine!

I know!

Just a...burning,
relentless...

♪ You feelin' alright? ♪

...ray of sunshine.

Frankie!
Get over here!

We gotta celebrate a successful
mission together!

♪ You feelin' alright? ♪

Okay.
I got you something.

No way!
Thank you, man!

I -- You know, I want you to
know how much this means to me,

knowing that you have
faith in me to --

There's no bullets
in this gun.

No.
Those come later.

Much later.

Hey, guys
I'd like to propose a toast.

I thought
I would do the toast.

I appreciate it.

I already wrote some stuff down,
though -- just some ideas.

Oh, guess you were that guy
in high school.

What's wrong with being that guy
in high school?
What?

You said, "You were that guy
in high school,"

and it was an implication

that there's something wrong
with being "that guy."

Oh, no, nothing wrong
with being a total loser.

-I'll give the toast.
-Okay.

You want to use
my little ideas that --
Thank you.

-No?
-Here's to a successful mission.

Y mucho más.

-Cheers.
-Cheers.

Salut.

♪ You feeling alright? ♪

♪ Oh, oh ♪

♪ I'm not feelin'
that good myself ♪