The Interpreter Page #4

Dot?

Is there anything special about this mask?

I'll be honest with you.

I don't know how honest I can be with you.

My brother gave it to me.

I still have a brother there

who I'm close to. Simon.

We've... lost touch for a while,

but... we're close.

Is he standing on the road somewhere with

a machine-gun, or is he into diplomacy, too?

He's more into lists.

Farm kids will do anything

to amuse themselves. Mostly you fight.

I read. My brother kept lists.

Weird lists in ratty notebooks.

Times and dates that Mum used the F-word,

countries with advantageous

male to female ratios,

odd animal facts.

Did you know the leading cause of death

for beavers is falling trees?

- Yes.

- You did not.

He had a notebook for words that he liked.

Hypotenuse, doodad, bodacious.

Could he be involved in this?

We're stuck, aren't we? You and I?

We're kepla.

It means standing on

opposite sides of the river.

Give me a reason to get to the other side.

[Speaking Ku]

[Muffled cries]

Just wait a second.

OK.

There's a blue and white outside.

NYPD'll keep an eye on you until morning.

And then?

We'll figure something out.

Thank you.

My wife was killed two weeks ago.

She... she'd left me.

She'd left me before,

but she'd always come back.

She was going to come back this time.

She said.

She was a dancer.

The guy was a dancer, too.

Eddie.

Great dancer.

Lousy driver.

The only way he knew how to stop a car

was to slam it

into a bridge abutment in Santa Fe.

So there was no taking her back this time.

The thing is, if he had lived,

and I had a choice...

...I think I would have let him drown.

I might have even

held his head under the water.

Not a very Ku thing to do.

If you need anything, you can call the precinct

or just go downstairs.

This is my cell number.

It's the same card.

Goodnight.

Lock this.

It's a remodel. Owner's in the middle

of a divorce. We got lucky.

We got a clear view.

Front door's 50 seconds away.

- I'll do first shift.

- Are Lewis and Clark babysitting Kuman?

Lewis and King. He'll be in bed soon.

FBI's right.

Guy does the same routine every day.

Call me if she gets

another trick-or-treater. I'm off.

Sweet dreams, partner.

[French being spoken]

[Silvia translates]... the belief

that the individual needs of people

are paramount to its purpose,

and with it goes the assumption

that human rights are fundamental

to human prosperity and development.

They cannot be separated.

They can only be said to exist...

You got one shot. You sever the brain stem,

creating paralysis,

you drop the perpetrator without reflex action.

He can't activate a detonator. Thank you.

If you have to issue a verbal warning,

you get very close before you do so.

No. There won't be time for a second one.

Whatever the weapon is,

consider this a suicide bomber.

There's no profile for a suicide bomber.

This could be nine or 90, male or female,

a PhD or a dropout.

All they have in common

is they are not afraid to die.

So this is either a fanatic for a cause

or someone who has nothing to live for.

We'll run two teams. DDO calls the decoy exit

NYPD snipers from these two buildings here,

our guys sniper the bridge.

Her locker was clean.

The others were covered with prints.

Someone wiped hers. We're looking

at a janitor or a maintenance worker.

Or another interpreter.

So when do we do this voice line-up?

We're not doing that any more.

- She says she can't.

- Can't what?

ID the voice. She thought she could, now

she thinks she can't. She's sure she can't.

She can't because she can't, or because

she never heard anything to start with?

[Conversation in Portuguese]

- He says he wasn't here... I think.

- Not according to this.

[He speaks Portuguese, she speaks French]

- He traded shifts with someone. Com quem?

- Jamal.

Jad Jamal. He's in Crown Heights.

[Knocking]

Afternoon. Secret Service.

Need to talk to Jad Jamal.

- Does this guy live here?

- No, no here. With lady.

You got lady's number?

Does he have a cell phone?

OK, we'll be back. If he shows up before that,

have him give us a call.

[Chanting and singing]

[Click of camera]

[Phone]

- Hello?

- Silvia, c'est moi. Philippe.

Philippe.

- Going out.

- I got her.

- Sh*t.

- Sh*t.

Oh, come on.

Philippe.

[She speaks French]

- What is it?

- I've done a terrible thing.

- It is Simon.

- No, listen.

Someone contacted me.

One of Kuman's people...

I thought it was one of his people...

to arrange a meeting with Xola.

They said it was time to admit that

only together could they stop Zuwanie.

- What happened?

- So I arrange it.

But it was a trap.

Xola's dead.

I knew it.

I knew he was dead.

Was my brother there?

No, Simon wasn't there. Only Xola.

I stayed in the car. No one came back out.

- Where is he? Where's my brother?

- I don't know.

- You think Kuman has him?

- I don't know what to think.

Everything is chaos. It's all gone to hell.

How did it get to be like this?

You see what I did? I took Xola right to them.

- You didn't know.

- Forgive me.

- I was only trying to help.

- There's nothing to forgive.

Yes, there is.

- I have to go.

- Philippe.

[Click of camera]

You cannot do that. How the hell do I

protect you if I don't know where you are?

You emphatically told me that you weren't.

That was before you had a man in a mask

on your fire escape.

I've had a 24-hour shift of agents

across the street.

Who was that in the park?

- It's personal.

- We're past that. What's his name?

It's not your business.

Is he the one you e-mailed

before reporting the threat?

"Where are you?

I'm worried about you. Write me. "

"Please. I need to know you're OK"?

Worried why? Because he's involved?

Is that him, here, now, in my country,

making threats? That is my business.

You're wrong. It's got nothing to do with you.

[Simon's voice] I'll take care of you.

- I'm going to Starbucks. Want anything?

- Just what I need, another night without sleep.

I'm good. Thanks.

What's up with Common Kuman?

- Brushing his teeth.

- I gotta talk to him.

Caf Atlantic, noon to two, then

the Nava Club for a steam and massage.

- Coffee?

- No, I'm good, thanks.

She can't sleep either. Just turned the TV on.

Probably PBS.

- Where you going?

- You're here with your bag.

I can go home and get a good night's sleep.

Unless you want me to stay.

No. Thanks.

- Thanks.

- I'll see you tomorrow.

United Nations, New York. Protests

erupted here following an announcement

that President Edmond Zuwanie

will address the General Assembly Friday.

The exiled leader Kuman-Kuman

rallied today's protesters.

He would be more convincing

if he were assassinated.

He doesn't even have to die.

An almost-assassinated leader

gets so much credibility,

he can do anything he wants...

and stick around to enjoy it.

Security is on heightened alert

in response to anonymous threats...

[cell phone]

- Keller.

- [Silvia] I'm sorry.

I really didn't know you were watching me...

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