All language subtitles for Blindspot.S01E20.HDTV.x264-LOL

♪♪

I need new passports. I need to secure

a safe passage into another country.

- I need...
- Money...

you came back to me because you need money.

I love you, Bethany.

But I had to run, and if you were smart,

you would do the same.

I don't run.

Thanks for meeting me up here.

What is this place?

The woman upstairs is a
retired record producer.

She puts up some of the old jazz
musicians who come through town.

Turns into a bit of a jam session.

Real hard to get tickets.

(distant jazz music playing)

This song, uh...

I know it from somewhere.

You were never really into
jazz until we got together.

My mother died when I was a kid

and her albums are all I really
had of her growing up, so...

I'd listen to them over and over

and they just... they became a part of me.

Music was important to me, so...

it became important to you.

You said you wanted me to open up more,

tell you about our past.

What?

It's just...

How do I know you're telling me the truth?

It's the truth.

Then I need to meet the others.

If we're all part of this
organization, there are more of us.

I want to talk to them.

For you.

Another mission.

Stick it into any FBI computer.

It'll do the rest.

What will it do?

Copy some files we need.

I don't know about this.

It'll be undetectable.

We just need to get behind the firewall.

When the light turns from
red to green, it's done.

I know it's hard for you to trust me.

But there was a time when you
trusted me more than anyone.

I promise we'll get back there.

I should go.

Yeah. Yeah.

Morning.

Morning.

Uno Attack? (chuckles)

Sounds intense.

Yeah.

Sawyer is the reigning champ in our house.

Must be killing you not to
be the best at something.

Don't you worry.

I'm gonna knock that kid
off his throne tonight.

I'm subbing in for my dad.

How is he?

He's not great, really.

The doctors think that
he doesn't have much time.

I'm sorry.

He's fighting a good fight, though.

He's determined. Stubborn as hell.

Always has been.

Sounds a little like someone I know.

You're welcome to join tonight.

Sawyer's picking dinner,

so it's either gonna be pizza
or hot dogs with hush puppies.

That sounds like fun. I'll think about it.

Okay.

(door closes)

You asked for a psych consultant.

Oh, yeah, a young patient
came in this morning.

She was found wandering the streets
of Chelsea, covered in blood.

There's been no missing
person's reports yet.

- What has she told you?
- Well, that's the problem.

There doesn't seem to be
anything medically wrong with her,

but she's not speaking.

Hello. I'm Robert.

What's your name?

Do you know where your family is?

What's the extent of her injuries?

She had some pretty deep cuts,

possibly from metal or glass.

We've given her a tetanus
shot as a precaution.

(Borden) This picture, what does it mean?

Do you recognize it?

I've seen it before.

(Patterson) This sketch is an exact
match with one of Jane's tattoos.

It's the crest for the
Ahmadi family of Syria.

The Ahmadis run a highly secretive,

highly organized terrorist organization.

They're responsible for deadly
attacks in Syria, Yemen, and Egypt.

(Mayfair) This makes
sense. We received intel

the three members of Ahmadi family

entered the U.S. on false papers.

The potential for a terror attack
has Homeland Security on alert.

What do we know about them?

The leader is Tarek Ahmadi.

He's number five on the
FBI's most wanted list.

The SEALS staged a raid on an Ahmadi
family compound six months ago.

They killed Tarek's brother, Zahid.

But the organization still
largely remains a mystery.

How could the little girl have
seen this family crest before?

She must have had some kind
of interaction with the Ahmadis

or at least been exposed to that symbol.

She's just a kid.

So they could be planning
some grassroots terror attack.

What about the notebook?

Her drawings are extraordinarily detailed.

If she's sketching the crest,

perhaps there's other
valuable intel in there.

Well, I explained to Patterson earlier

that the girl has a very
severe form of autism.

So taking away the one
familiar object she has

would be harmful at this stage.

I will get the notebook, but
it needs to be on her terms.

We need to talk to this little girl.

We need to find out where she's from...

more importantly, how she's
connected to the Ahmadis.

(Mayfair) This girl could be the key

to stopping an imminent
terrorist attack on U.S. soil.

We need to get through to
her and we need to do it now.

Unfortunately, that's not gonna be so easy.

Can you tell me, do you
have any brothers or sisters?

_

What about your mom and dad?

_

Tarek Ahmadi... is your dad?

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Sync and corrections by explosiveskull
www.addic7ed.com

This is Russell Franklin,
Assistant Secretary of State

for Near Eastern Affairs.

He's been tracking the Ahmadi
family for several years.

We just got avuncular DNA results back.

They confirm the little girl
is Tarek Ahmadi's daughter.

If that's the case, her name is Maya.

Ahmadi only has one daughter her age.

- Where's her mother?
- Yes, Nermin Ahmadi, Tarek's fifth wife.

Her whereabouts are unknown.

And what about siblings? Or
anyone who can look after her?

Just the maternal grandmother
we're trying to locate in Syria.

Well, it makes sense
she'd understand English.

The daughter of Tarek Ahmadi
would have had the best tutors.

Three Ahmadi men recently
entered the U.S....

Amar, Riham, and Asil.

Nermin and Maya must have slipped
through our borders with them.

But why bring a child?

I don't know.

But this many Ahmadis in the U.S.
is a very disturbing development.

They wouldn't take that risk
unless an attack was coming.

We need to find out where Maya
was before she was discovered.

It could be where the clan was hiding.

Finding that might be the only way
to stop this attack before it happens.

Doc, can you think of any
way to break through to her?

Well, I haven't had much luck with
traditional methods of therapy.

But I might have an idea.

That's all right. You can touch 'em.

Some of these look like
the pictures you draw.

I was lost once, too.

I sat in this very room

and I was all alone.

I didn't know where I
was or how I got here.

All I wanted was to go home.

I want you to know that you can trust us.

These people, they've been helping me.

And they can help you, too.

This is my sketchbook.

I draw when I'm scared
and when I'm happy, too.

It helps me think.

Do you want to have a look?

I promise you'll be safe now.

I won't let anything bad happen to you.

But we... we need to take a
look at your sketchbook.

(Borden) Would you let us borrow it?

Just for a little while.

Thank you.

My team's been analyzing Maya's sketches.

She obviously has a photographic memory.

All right, so what did you find?

We think her pictures must
contain clues to where she's been.

We've been trying to identify
any markers or hidden messages.

(Mayfair) Go through every drawing.

Somewhere in that book there must be
a clue to the Ahmadis' attack plan.

(Zapata) We've got something.

The portraits in the
sketchbook were so detailed,

we were able to run
them through facial rec.

Got a hit... Jeremy Rance,

an American journalist
who lives in Brooklyn.

He wrote a "Vanity Fair"
article last year on Cabrera,

the leader of Venezuela's Costeno cartel.

I remember, he was
brought in for questioning

after having several meetings
with Cabrera on U.S. soil.

Landed up on all the watch lists.

Rance has a rock-star following.

He was on the cover of
"Men's Health," "Esquire."

He gave a TED talk.

Some fun facts... he's
a former amateur boxer

and a self-proclaimed adrenaline junkie.

- Sounds like a jackass.
- (Reade) Pretty much.

If Maya sketched his face, she must
have met him or at least seen him.

Maybe Rance was interviewing
members of her family.

He was suspected of helping
Cabrera come into the U.S.

He could have helped the little girl

and other Ahmadi family
members come stateside, too.

If that's the case, he'd know where she was

and where her family's hiding.

(Zapata) And he might know
something about the upcoming attack.

Bring him in.

I'm really sorry, but I can't
discuss the Ahmadi family

without compromising my sources.

Have you ever been to Syria?

I have. Lovely people.

Amazing fatteh.

All right, just to be clear,

you will spend the rest
of your life in prison

if we find out you've been
withholding information

that could prevent a terror attack.

You could be putting hundreds of
innocent civilians' lives at risk.

Gotcha. Solid tip.

We have a little girl in custody.

Do you have any idea who she is?

No.

♪♪

(Weller) That's Thai
writing on those signs.

Maybe she traveled to
Thailand at some point.

Those buildings look like New York.

(Weller) There's a big Thai
community in Hell's Kitchen now.

Do you think that's where
the Ahmadis are hiding out?

Wait, wait, I know that restaurant.

It's on 47th and 9th.

We don't know how long we
have before these guys strike.

Let's go.

It's a perfect replica

down to every last brick on the buildings.

Except it doesn't
pinpoint an exact address.

It could be any one of these buildings.

All right, well, let's start asking around.

(Weller) Broken glass...

from that window.

And the barbed wire up there.

Maya had cuts all over her arms and legs.

This could be where the
Ahmadi cell is camped out.

(Weller, low voice) Watch it, watch it.

Play outside, play outside, play outside.

- (Jane) Go outside.
- Get outside.

(Jane) It's okay.

♪♪

- Clear.
- Clear!

Clear.

In here!

♪♪

This looks to be Nermin Ahmadi,

Maya's mother.

She matches a surveillance photo
the State Department has on file.

I just hope Maya didn't see
anything before she escaped.

(Weller) I talked to the landlord.

Nermin and Maya arrived yesterday.

Paid the first month's rent
in cash. Used a fake name.

They didn't bring much with them...
just some clothing, a stuffed animal,

and some sketchbooks for Maya.

So where are the other Ahmadi members?

They cut out her tongue.

I just talked to the M.E. She died from
blood loss and it didn't happen quickly.

(Reade) Nermin must have information
about the Ahmadis' attack plan.

They found out she was talking
to an American reporter.

Silenced her once and for all.

(Jane) If Nermin knew the
plan, Maya could have, too.

She could be the next target.

How do you know Nermin Ahmadi?

It's getting repetitive at this point,

but I will... say it again.

I can't reveal my sources.

Well, she's not much of a source
to you anymore. She's dead.

Her body was found in a
Hell's Kitchen apartment

this morning, tortured to death.

So, again, how do you know
Nermin and why was she here?

Did you help her get into the country?

We believe the Ahmadis are
here to plan a domestic attack.

What did Nermin tell
you about their target?

There is a little girl
sitting in a room all alone,

no idea that her mother has
just been tortured to death.

It was slow. Painful.

This little girl could be next.

This isn't about a news piece.

This is about an innocent child.

Maya has no one in the world.

If you want to make this right,

start talking now.

I met Nermin... in Syria six months ago.

She'd been shunned by the family
because of Maya's disability.

Nermin wanted out, so I offered
her safe passage to the U.S.

in exchange for an interview.

When did she arrive?

Yesterday.

And did she say anything about any more
of the Ahmadis coming to the States?

Do you know anything about
an attack on U.S. soil?

We were supposed to meet...
again tonight to talk.

I... I never thought that
they would follow her here.

If they killed Nermin because
she was talking to you,

you do realize you're the next target.

They want to know
everything that she told you.

Then use me.

You said that they're gonna want
to find out what Nermin told me,

so use me as bait.

Let's draw them out.

(grunting throughout)

(groans)

The prints found in
Nermin's apartment match

one of the Ahmadi soldiers you took down.

You got Nermin's killer.

And it appears we got all
three of the Ahmadis' guys

the CIA has been tracking in the U.S.

Any word on Maya's grandmother?

Yes, we were able to locate her
in a refugee camp in Germany.

We'll get her stateside as soon as we can.

(Mayfair) Maya could still be in danger.

If the Ahmadis think she
helped stop an attack,

someone will eventually
make a play for her.

(Weller) If they found her
once, they can find her again.

(Mayfair) We need to
relocate and debrief her,

find out if the Ahmadis have more
operatives planning attacks in the States.

(Franklin) I'll arrange for a safe
house. She'll be taken care of.

Maya finds comfort in familiarity.

She's do much better with
people she's been around.

What do you suggest, then?

Well, it's a little unorthodox, but...

I have a small house in the country
that my aunt recently left me.

In a serene, friendly
environment, she might open up.

It'll allow us to debrief her
before she goes into hiding.

I don't think that's wise.

Shipping her off to some safe house
is going to be so jarring for her.

Maya isn't just a little
girl. She's the daughter

of one of the most dangerous
terrorists in the world.

(Mayfair) Dr. Borden's been
making progress with her.

If she shuts down now, we'll lose our
chance at extremely valuable intel.

Oh, I'm not suggesting
that I take her on my own.

I'll go.

Why do you want to go?

I can... I...

I like cottages.

I just... I want to help Maya.

We'll all go.

She'll have full FBI protection.

And hopefully, an easy
transition if we're all there.

Maya has opened up to our team.

This girl could hold the key

to taking down one of the
most dangerous terror groups

if she's with people she trusts.

All right.

As soon as her grandmother lands, I will
arrange for her transfer to Virginia.

Until then, she's in your custody.

(Weller) Wow.

I haven't been out here since I was a kid.

My dad used to take us camping
on the Pennsylvania border.

You came with us a couple of times.

- I did?
- Yeah, you did.

I remember... (chuckles)

I remember this one time,
it started pouring rain.

My dad got us these
cheap rubber rain boots.

Yours... pink, purple,
flowers all over them.

You loved those damn things so much,

you wouldn't take 'em off
even when you went to bed.

Hmm.

(Weller chuckles)

I know he had his flaws, but...

it seems like your dad did try...

until everything happened.

Used to be my hero.

I wanted to be just like him.

Have a big yard.

Lots of my own kids.

Can't imagine a life like that now.

- Why not?
- Come on.

Raising kids?

What we do? (chuckles)

I don't think I could be the
kind of dad I'd like to be.

I think you'd make a great dad.

For what it's worth.

Thank you.

Hmm.

Do you think Maya's gonna be okay?

Yeah.

She'll be fine.

(changing radio stations)

(country music)

(woman) ♪ We'll face
this world together... ♪

Country.

Interesting choice.

I'm more of a One Direction man myself.

(country music continues)

We found the girl.

So... this hall wraps
around to the restroom

and the two back bedrooms.

And the heating should kick in soon,

so just make yourselves at home.

Does the fireplace work?

It should be all good. The
gas switch is on the side.

(switch clicks, gas ignites)

There you go.

I guess we're going on the tour.

Sorry about all the construction mess.

(chuckles)

It really is a never-ending process.

I fix the plumbing and
then the heating goes out.

I repair the roof and then the oven breaks.

In the beginning, it was like a
real-life version of the Oregon Trail

with only slightly less dysentery.

Do you... do you know that game?

(laughs) Yeah.

Uh, I... I can't believe
that you know that game.

Or that you like One Direction.

That was a joke.

Oh, oh, okay. Was it?

(chuckling)

Tasha, you got a sec?

Yeah, what's up?

I wasn't snooping, but I noticed you
were looking through Tom Carter's files.

What are you digging around for?

I'm not digging around for anything.

You need to drop it.

What are you talking about?

Trust me, no good can come from it.

You looked into Tom
Carter, too, didn't you?

- What'd you find?
- That's beside the point.

How come every time you ask me a question,

I'm supposed to tell you everything?

When I ask you something, you ice me out.

First with Mayfair and now with Carter.

- It's complicated.
- That's exactly what I'm talking about...

your non-answer for everything.

"It's complicated."

(Mayfair) There you are.

The Arabic translator's here.

We've got Maya grandmother
on the line from Germany.

Any luck?

No, she won't even take a bite.

(sighs) Come on, Maya.

You got to be hungry.

Maybe... she just
doesn't like your cooking.

That's impossible.

- Everyone loves my cooking.
- Let's try something basic.

Maya, do you like bananas?

That's a definite no.

Okay, considering that we've touched upon

every food group known to man...

except the most essential.

Chocolate.

(Patterson) Makes sense.

Chocolate is universally adored.

Well, it's progress.

But we can't just feed
her chocolate all weekend.

I mean... I do that sometimes.

Well, maybe we need to try cooking
some more Middle Eastern foods.

You know, things that she's familiar with.

Okay. How far is the store?

About half an hour down the road.

Let's go.

Tell Rasha her granddaughter is safe.

- (speaking Arabic)
- (Rasha speaking Arabic)

She says, "Thank God."

What about her daughter?

Unfortunately, her daughter was killed.

We are so sorry to give her this bad news.

(translator speaking Arabic)

(Rasha speaking Arabic)

She says she was killed
because of her drawings.

I think there was a misunderstanding.

Can you try to explain to her

that it was Nermin that
was killed and Maya's safe?

(translator speaking Arabic)

(Rasha speaking Arabic)

She says that she understands,

but she was killed because of her drawings.

She thinks Nermin was killed
because of Maya's drawings.

- Why?
- (speaking Arabic)

- (Rasha speaking Arabic)
- Her drawings...

they can identify all the Ahmadis.

Which means we can finally put a face
to the names and take some of them down.

Maya's still a target.

(sighs)

Hey, how's Allie?

Uh... (chuckles)

Allie and I, uh...

We're not together anymore.

Oh. Had no idea.

What happened?

She was reading into things.

She thought you and I...

So... yeah.

- I'm sorry.
- No, don't be.

We both kept falling back into bad habits.

(laughing)

(computer voice) You have an incoming call.

Reade. What's up?

You guys up at the cabin?

No. About half an hour away.

Maya is the target.

Mayfair wants us to put Maya
in a safe house right away.

We'll bring her back.

We tried calling Borden's
cabin, but the landline is down

and neither of their cells have service.

We're on our way up to you guys, too.

Keep trying their cells.

We're heading back there now.

(tires screeching)

(woman on radio) Now here's
Jack with the weather...

She looks happy.

Well, apparently chocolate
in any form is a hit.

She seems to love that cocoa.

I don't think we're gonna
be winning parenting awards.

Well, then we might as well go for broke.

I've got some DVDs in this box over here.

You have kids' movies here?

Does the One Direction
concert documentary count?

(chuckles)

Has the power gone out here before?

Never. All the wiring in the house is new,

including the circuit breakers.

It's dead.

You think this is intentional?

I don't know.

But if someone cut the phone line

and the power, they're close.

The main junction box
is a mile down the road.

Okay, we need to barricade
ourselves in, just in case.

- Do you have a gun?
- No, I don't have anything

that could qualify as a weapon.

Uh, I have my sidearm and a spare clip,

and this is all looking promising.

We could use some of this to kill someone.

All right, I'll take that as a good thing.

Let's move Maya away from the main room.

Maya?

She was just here.

- Maya?
- Maya?

Oh, my God. She's outside.

(tires screeching)

- Do you know that car?
- No.

- Maya, stop!
- Maya!

- Maya!
- Maya, stop!

(gunfire)

Maya, I need you to stay here
for just a few minutes, okay?

- (banging)
- I'm gonna be right outside

and so will Patterson.

(banging)

I'll cover the door. Get back.

(gunfire)

It's okay. It's okay.

I'm gonna grab his weapons.

(panting)

We got to go get Maya, okay?

We got to move.

We got to move. Let's go!

Maya, you did a really good job.

So we're gonna go now, okay?

They're all out front.

We got to go out the back now!

Damn it!

There's more of them. We're surrounded.

(tires screeching)

(gunfire)

(clanking)

It's a distraction. Go! Go!

(gunfire)

Cover me. I'm gonna go to the shed. Go!

(gunfire)

Aah!

(grunting)

(whistling)

Okay, Weller and Jane are here.

- Stay down.
- It's a matter of minutes

until they realize we're up here.

Yeah. We're sitting
ducks. We need to get Maya

on the ground before the
guys follow us up here.

(gunfire)

Go!

Another one is coming inside.
We gotta take her down now.

Okay. What about you?

I'll join you. It's okay. Go.

Maya, please. We have to go now.

They're coming. Maya, you've got to go.

Look, Maya, it's okay.

It's gonna be okay.

We need to get you away from the house.

The back of the house is
clear. They're upstairs.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

(grunting)

Go! Go, go, go!

- You okay?
- Yeah!

(siren)

(radio transmissions)

Hey, you all right? We
heard about your fall.

It's fine. I just banged
up my ankle a little bit.

- Is she okay?
- Yeah.

She's gonna be fine.

I knew this was a terrible
idea. You nearly got her killed.

She's safe, for now.

I'm taking her back with me. The
safe house is all set in Virginia.

You take her away from every face
she knows and she'll shut down.

Or at least let me come with you.

(Franklin) Her grandmother
is on her way. She'll be fine.

(Weller) You're not taking her alone.

One of my team will go with you.

(Jane) She trusts us.

You. You were after Maya all along.

What are you talking about?

She drew your hand.

Maya only draws things
that she's seen before.

You never crossed paths with
her when she was in FBI custody,

so she must have seen you somewhere before.

What does she know about you
that you don't want coming out?

Answer me.

Gun!

(Jane) Put the gun down.
You don't want to do this.

You got no moves. You
shoot him, we'll shoot you.

(Franklin) It's not what you think.

So put the gun down and explain it to me.

(Franklin) I'm going to drive away...

(groaning)

- (gunshot)
- Aah!

(groaning)

(Mayfair) I just got off
the phone with the CIA.

They've been tracking an unknown
source who's been funding the Ahmadis,

hoping they'd rise up
against the Assad government.

- Unfortunately...
- The Ahmadis took those funds

and became an even deadlier organization.

All fingers point to Franklin.

He had access to State Department funds
and to the Ahmadis. It all lines up.

We also IDed the shooters
at Borden's cabin.

They weren't Ahmadi
foot soldiers after all.

Franklin had assembled his own team

to capture Maya and keep his secret safe.

What about Maya? Should we
be concerned about her safety?

Well, now that Franklin's in
custody, she should be in the clear.

No. We can't take any chances.

We have to put the word out that she was
killed in the crossfire at Borden's cabin.

I'm already working with our friends
at the CIA to spread false intel.

The Ahmadis will never have a
reason to come looking for Maya.

(door opening)

Maya. Oh!

Sorry I blew up your house.

It's all right.

Now I've got an excuse
to start from scratch.

I'm pretty good at painting walls...

once you've got walls, that is.

Well, I'll take you up on that.

(phone chiming)

_

_

_

_

Hey.

Yo.

Look, you can keep all the
secrets you want from me,

but I am going to be straight
with you because this affects us.

We both know that there's
something's not right

about Carter's disappearance,
and I think Mayfair

knows something she's not telling us.

Why would you think that?

Too many coincidences... weird connections

between her and stuff that's gone down.

Everybody Mayfair gets
close to winds up dead,

and if you're as smart as you seem,

I know you've had suspicions about her.

Mayfair is the one person
who always has our backs.

I don't know where you're
getting your information from.

Who put a bug in your ear?

No one put a bug in my ear.

I've trusted Mayfair my whole career

and I worked my ass
off to be on her team...

but I'm starting to wonder if maybe

I should've opened my eyes a long time ago.

Okay. What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna get some answers.

If you refuse to cooperate,
they'll kill Agent Weller.

Jane... I was looking for you.

Oh, I was looking for you too.

I was hoping that I could
take you up on game night.

Great. You ready to go?

I just have to grab my coat.

Okay.

Uh, I'll meet you in the lobby?

Nice necklace, by the way.

Oh. (laughing)

Thanks. Someone special gave it to me.

- Thanks.
- Mm-hmm.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

You know what this needs?

- Hmm?
- Some ice.

I'll go get some.

Bethany, I know what you're doing.

Getting ice.

We can take this as slow as you want.

I mean, maybe meeting up in
my room wasn't the best call.

I'm fine. I'm more than fine.

It's just... I'll be right back.

All right. Oh!

- Yeah!
- (laughing)

- I told you I would win again.
- Yeah.

You're clearly gonna win again.

It's not fair.

I... I... I should go.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

We're gonna feed those
hungry hippos next. Hmm?

- Next time.
- All right.

All right. I'll see you.

(Sawyer) Bye.

I just thought of a great
place we could go to for dinner.

Alexandra?

(phone ringing)

(distorted male voice) Stop looking
into Tom Carter's disappearance

or you're next.

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