There's no chance I'm putting that thing in the same van as him.
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You're American. What brings you to Rome?
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[inmates shouting indistinctly]
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Then, all I had to do was sit back and wait for Das to take the bait. [cell phone ringing] A few clever keystrokes and a well-timed call intercept. [The Bishop] FBI BAU Director's office. And poof. [gasps] [mockingly] Bye-bye, Agent John Hartley.
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Hello, boys. Oh, my God. Wow.
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You're the captain? You might benefit from a little career change. [chuckles] I mean, I'm… I don't think runway, but definitely regional catalog work, fliers… She's The Bishop. No shit, dipdick! It's so nice to finally meet you, Mr. Booth. Such a thrill to be face-to-face with the second-best art thief in the world. Oh, I see what you did there. That's… [chuckles] Yeah, you got lucky a couple of times early on, you know? But you can't name one time in the past year that you beat me. -Helsinki. -My parachute failed. Jakarta. -My Segway sank. -Macau. Nobody knew that Miley Cyrus was going to be there. It was a completely unannounced show. You can have excuses or results. -[whispers] Not both. -[scoffs] What are we doing here? What do you want? To have a chat. First of all, Agent Hartley, please accept my sincerest apologies for the whole mix-up in Rome. You see, after I stole the egg in Bali, I then made an $8 million deposit into an account registered in your name.
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[Hartley] If we work together to catch her, I can do things to The Bishop you can't do. [Booth] There's no need to be disgusting. [both grunting]
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Well, down to business then. At the risk of stating the obvious, I have the first egg in my possession, and in less than 48 hours, I'm gonna have the second one as well.
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[in English] Bye. Don't miss me too much. Ta-ta!
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Hello, suspicious suspect. Funny, don't you think? [laughing] Shut up. You deleted my life. And now I'm stuck in a cell with this idiot.
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[in Russian] The captain wants to see you. Let's go! [in English] Him? Oh, no, us. Okay.
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-Thanks. -[sputtering]
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[panting] [in English] Can you hold on to this for me?
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[grunts]
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Yeah, I'm just gonna give it to you 'cause I don't even want it. For the record, none of this feels good. Booth, don't move! [Hartley grunts] [dramatic music playing] [both grunt]
-Don't do that. -[whispers] What? -Don't do that. -[whispers] Do what? -I know what you're doing. Listen. -[whispers] I'm not doing anything. [whispering] These guys here, if they find out you're a C-O-P… This is a room full of convicted murderers and toilet vodka enthusiasts. We gotta make sure they know you're not a cop. -[yelling] Nyet politsiya. -[in English] Listen to me. I beg… Guys? Nyet politsiya. Not a cop. This man is not a cop, all right? Get that through your thick skulls right now! He's a profiler for the FBI, which does fall under the umbrella of law enforcement, but not a cop. It's similar, but it's not the same thing. It's a complicated backstory. This is our good friend, Special Agent John Hartley. Let's give him a warm welcome to the prison, guys.