All language subtitles for MILLENNIUM - S01 E14 - The Thin White Line (576p - DVDRip)

(radii!)

(I "How Deep Is Your
Love?" by the Bee Gees)

Hello, can I help you?

It's not personal, but
you did open the door.

I beg your pardon?

Certain people will
have to be sacrificed.

- I made a promise.
- It's important to keep promises.

In fact, I think it's so important I
want to volunteer as your next sacrifice.

Yes?

(woman screams)

- Hello, can I help you?
- I'm looking for Catherine Black.

- She's working in Child Counselling.
- 3B.

We've got multiple stab wounds,
front and back. Doesn't look good.

She's crashing. Trauma room.

We need a second line in
her. Let's intubate her. Now!

She's in EMD. Hypovolemic.
Pour the fluids into her. Strap a CPR.

I've already got two
lines in her. She's in defib.

Let's defib at 200. Give
me a milligram of epi.

- OK, clear.
- Clear.

Second charge at 300.

Clear.

She's gone. Time
of death, 10.35pm.

I nearly blew a new
hole in you, Frank.

- I'm sure he's here.
- Johnson and Clark are on the third floor.

(rats squeaking)

(types)

- Honey?
- Couldn't sleep.

Something affected you at the
hospital. You want to talk about it?

Anne Rothenburg, 32.

Her husband found her when
he came home from work.

He says some cash and
some jewellery were missing.

- Probably surprised a burglar.
- Similar MOs recently?

No, we've been on a hot streak.

No homicides at
break-ins in two months.

Did the subject leave
anything, anything at the scene?

- Anything, like...?
- Like anything.

No, but if any like-anythings turn
up, you'll be the first person I'll call.

(sports commentary on TV)

- Anything else?
- I was never a religious person.

- But I've been troubled by what I've done.
- You need some help finding something?

- Do you know why I'm here?
- Certain people have to be sacrificed.

Then you understand.
You accept this.

God says if you're
repentant you'll be forgiven.

You've made your
peace. I must make mine.

Anything else?

Well, our streak is over. This
came in just a couple of hours ago.

It's probably not
connected to Rothenburg.

Different weapon, circumstances,
totally incompatible MOs,

but there's just something weird
about this I wanted you to look at. Listen.

I was never a religious person. But
We been troubled by what We done.

- 75 cents.
- Do you know why I'm here?

I don't know, a good time? I got a
special on malt liquor in the back.

(Frank) Certain people
have to be sacrificed.

Then you understand.
You accept this.

God says if you're repentant
that you'll be forgiven.

I've made my peace,
now you must do your duty.

What the hell are
you talking about?

The bastard didn't even ask him
for the money before he killed him.

He gave his permission.

Let it run.

An anything.

(police radio)

I'd like to examine the
Rothenburg crime scene.

Forensics have been through
this place. They didn't find anything.

Mr Rothenburg spent
all night cleaning up.

In his state of mind,
he might have destroyed

the evidence and
not even remembered.

Why is it so important
we find this card?

If these two murders are related, we've
got the surveillance camera footage.

We should be with a sketch artist
building a composite instead of this.

Something I need to know.

You found it.

Is it a jack of spades?

I can't. I can't do it, Bletch.

- He always kills in pairs.
- You know this guy?

20 years ago...

I was almost the
second of a pair.

Richard Alan Hance, born February 17th
1953 to a Josephine Hance. Father unknown.

When he was six, he
was sent into foster care,

where for the next ten years he
lived with nine different families.

In the county's social-welfare
parlance, he was labelled irredeemable.

At 17, he was sent to live with his
grandparents on a farm in Montana,

self-sufficient people
living in rural isolation.

Six months after
Richard Hance moved in,

his grandparents' decomposing
bodies surfaced on Flathead Lake.

Murder charges were
dropped for lack of evidence.

Hance was encouraged to join
the military. Did two tours in Vietnam.

Discharged in 1977.

That same year, on
the outskirts of Tacoma,

Sandra Bishop's body was
found dead at her house,

apparently from
surprising a robber.

Half a death card, used by soldiers
in Vietnam to designate their kills,

was discovered at the scene.

The other half was found three days later
on a jogger, killed returning to his car.

You think Hance is responsible?

Then we should put a warrant
out for Richard Alan Hance.

He's presently at the
Washington Correction Center,

serving seven
consecutive life sentences.

Seven?

A week after the first two murders,
two more bodies were found.

After the second pair of
victims, there was a lull.

We thought he went away.

Then Seattle PD received
an anonymous call

on the whereabouts
of the Death Card Killer.

They found evidence he squatted in a
condemned building, but he was long gone.

We came in to see if anything more could
be teamed from his abandoned belongings.

Do you get any
feelings about this one?

An abandoned building
in an industrial park.

It's isolated enough
at night to be an urban

version of Grandpa
Hance's farm in Montana.

- I think it's a good tip, sir.
- All right.

The building's been swept by the
Seattle PD. But there's hiding places.

So be careful in
there. All right, let's go.

Cover me.

It's decomposing. I'd say he'd
been here less than 48 hours.

You must be great at parties.

Hey, Clark. Looks like we got a
partial thumb on this magazine.

Clark?

Clark. Clark.

God.

Go.

Arab!

Johnson? Clark?

I nearly blew a new
hole in you, Frank.

- I'm sure he's here.
- Johnson and Clark are on the third floor.

(rats squeaking)

Joker.

Can you see what I see,
FBI? Can you see your fear?

Can you see what you really are?

Drop it. Drop it,
you son of a bitch.

Come on.

Give me a reason.

You get me an ambulance.

I'm hurt. (Sniggers)

If he follows Hance's pattern,
he will take two more victims.

The second pair before a
period of unknown activity.

Whatever Hance did, whatever
happened to him during that lull in 1977,

made Hance more aggressive.

It was only a lucky tip that
allowed us to catch him at all.

And the loss of three lives.

We have to stop the
subject before he gets there.

Maybe someone should
talk to Richard Hance.

Someone?

You.

After killing a guard,
Hance has been

isolated from human
contact for three years.

You've already
spoken to Washington?

I've never taken my
eyes off of him even

though for all intents
and purposes he's dead.

Then how is it possible that he's
responsible for these recent murders?

Hance's cellmate prior to
being placed in isolation,

who the guards referred to as Mrs
Hance, has been released from prison.

He's broken parole. His
whereabouts are unknown.

Jacob Tyler.

He is the living reincarnation
of Richard Alan Hance.

They're everywhere.

They're on to you, it's
just a matter of time.

Then he had a little tie...

You who have sinned shall
endure the tortures of the devil.

For each condemnation,
ten lashes with a red-hot wire.

The flesh will be flayed from your
body and salt poured over the wounds.

And your screams of
mercy shall fall on deaf ears

as those who screamed in vain under
your hand shall rejoice in your suffering.

The Lord has sent me to prophesy against
this city all the words that ye have heard.

Therefore, mend your ways...

A motorist looking to relieve
himself stumbled over the bodies.

Queen of hearts. Half
here, half on the other body.

- We're too late.
- Too late?

This couple was murdered
at least three weeks ago.

That means that the liquor store owner
completed the cycle. He's gotten there.

A period of unknown activity.

There's no way to stop
him until he acts again.

There is something.

I have to speak to the dead.

I think you're making a mistake.

This man has been convicted of
three killings while incarcerated,

including the guard, whose bloodied
body he paraded up and down the cellblock.

He has information that
could help us save lives.

Well, we could set up a chair between
the cells. Conduct your interview there.

In order to get what I
want, I have to gain his trust.

He won't give us anything
from behind those bars.

There's no surveillance setup in this
room. You'd be on your own in here.

When you're (lone, press this
button. The guards“ come get him.

You're going to have to sign
this before we bring him in.

It's just a statement
acknowledging that

you understand that if
you're taken hostage,

the prison will not
negotiate for your life.

Remove the cuffs.

Please, remove the cuffs.

(mouths)

My name is Frank Black.

I'm not part of the prison.

Or the FBI or any other
law enforcement agency.

I assure you that
anything we talk about will

not be passed along
to the prison authorities.

We're not being taped
or monitored in any way.

I'm asking for your cooperation in
freely talking about your childhood,

your life, your crimes.

Make them turn off the lights.

In my cell, they keep them
on 24 hours a day, every day.

Fluorescent lights. It's
the hum. You hear it?

60-cycle hum. Constant.

It's like you're aware of your
own heart beating. Pounding.

When my eyes are
closed and I'm sleeping, I

can see the light right
through my eyelids.

I used to hate living in the darkness. Now
I would kill just for a second of black.

- Well, you know. Figuratively.
- There are no rewards for cooperation.

- Then why the hell would I talk to you?
- You can go back to the hum.

This interview can be
ended by pressing that button.

I'll go my way, you'll
go back to your cell.

- Sandra Bishop, let's start there.
- Ah, no.

A good story you have
to start at the beginning.

Sandra Bishop would be like walking
into a play after the intermission.

What's the beginning
of the story?

First, though, you wanna make a movie about
my life, I want Gary Busey to play me.

I think he'd be
perfect for the part.

- Is he still popular?
- I don't get cable.

We open on my grandparents'
farm in Montana. I was... 17.

It was February,
and Valentine's Day.

There was this girl I was sweet on
- oh, I want Ally Sheedy to play her.

OK.

Where was I?

I had saved my
money all winter long

so that I could buy her the
biggest box of chocolates

in one of those
heart-shaped boxes.

I sent her a card.

Wouldn't let my grandma see the card cos
I knew she'd go on about how much I spent.

So I just asked her to address it
because I couldn't read or write.

Anyway, February 14th comes
and I'm walking up to her house,

and I've got that box of
chocolates under my arm,

and I'm walking up the driveway,

and all of her folks, they're
outside and they're laughing.

At me.

And she's crying, she's
bawling her eyes out.

She eventually says to me,
"They say you can't read."

Then she shows me the
card I'd sent her, you know.

It's a Father's Day card.

I just dropped the box and I
turned around and walked away.

Been walking away ever since.

Willie Lloyd Turner.

That's his story.

He was executed May
25th 1995, in Virginia.

- Something borrowed...
- John Barnes.

- The jogger.
- 1977. The matched pair.

- They all asked for it.
- Asked?

You just gotta listen.
You gotta feel the vibe.

And the meat, as I call 'em,
they'll volunteer their lives up.

Is that what you call the
FBI agents? The meat?

No, no, no, no, no.

They're like me, meat-eaters.
That's what made them so fun to kill.

The hunters become the hunted.

The first one practically
offered himself up to

me, like Ophelia
offering herself to Dracula.

Ophelia became my bait.

The second one, after witnessing
my power, just surrendered.

I mark 'em on the palm.
That's my trademark.

That makes them
my property, my meat.

- And the third?
- The third one was a coward.

Late his fear up like it
was a Thanksgiving meal.

His sweat was the cranberry
sauce. His breath was the stuffing.

And those frozen eyes?

They were the dark meat.

You marked him.

But you didn't kill him.

The joker.

You think you're safe in here with all
these guards all around and me shackled?

This little panic button
at your fingertips?

Takes them 33 seconds from
the moment you push that button

to the time they open that door.

I counted. You know what I can
do to you in 33 seconds, meat?

You're the one who has to
decide when to push that button.

I thought about ending your life the
way you ended my friends' and the others'.

If I had pulled that trigger, no one
would have given it a second thought.

There would have been no
doubts by anyone, except me.

Now I'm beginning to wonder
if I made the right decision.

I was afraid to come here.

Not because of you,
but because of me.

I'm not so sure I should have given myself
the chance to make that decision again.

Make it for me.

Give me a reason.

No.

I've already eaten
you. May I be excused?

Jacob Tyler.

- You finished eating him?
- I would never hurt Jacob.

Tyler came into this
prison, he was a bank

robber with no history
of homicidal violence.

Now he's following your
pattern, your exact signature.

You killed him and made
another Richard Hance.

Look, did you ever share your life so
completely with another human being

that you eat, you sleep, you
breathe everything the same?

I touched his life like no one else
can because I was in here with him.

I mattered - and he mattered.

I lived as Jacob and he
lived as me. We are as one.

They're trying to torture
me with these lights.

But for every second
these lights burn,

that tells me that's another
second that he's out there.

That's not murder.

That's love.

If you truly love him,
he'll do as you've done.

He'll take two pairs
of two and then rest,

gathering his strength
and resources for the test.

The test where the
hunters become the hunted.

The anonymous tip, the trap.

You called it in.

Crimestoppers hotline.

I have some information.

Information regarding
the guy in the papers.

Could you be more
specific, please?

The guy who killed
the liquor store guy.

You know, the
drawing in the papers.

Yes, sir. Have you seen someone
who matches the composite?

I think I've seen him around this
abandoned building on 30th and Hope.

I think he crashes
there at night.

Thanks for the tip, sir. You
may be eligible for a reward...

I nearly blew a
hole in you, Frank.

- I'm sure he's here.
- Johnson and Clark are on the third floor.

Johnson? Clark?

(distant groaning)

[Can you see what] see,
FBI? Can you see your fear?

Can you see what you really are?

Drop it, you son of a bitch.

Come on. Give me a reason.

No!

Frank'?

You haven't slept
all night for a week.

- Sorry I woke you.
- I'm not.

I've been questioning
myself on my actions.

We think we're doing our
job putting these guys away.

All we do is put them in jails and
prisons. We're hiding them from sight.

You've taken away their
ability to harm any others.

You think so? Four people
have died because of my inaction.

Your inaction?

20 years ago, I could
have destroyed a cancer.

Instead of killing it, I
allowed it to spread.

Richard Hance?

That cancer was a
man under your custody.

You could no more kill him
than you could kill Jordan or me.

Frank.

I believe in the
goodness that's in you.

You have to find a way
to believe in it again.

You got the
anonymous tip last night?

Well, if he stays with
the pattern, that'll be

the trap. He'll be in
the building, waiting.

Undercover officers have
kept this under surveillance.

If he moves a hair,
we're gonna nail him.

I think Tyler has lost contact
with his own personality.

We can't count on
his survival instincts to

surrender, even against
overwhelming odds.

Maybe in this case
it's better just to end it.

Here. Now.

OK, it's a go.

- (tyres screech)
- (sirens)

(gunshots)

There he is. Third floor.

Northeast building, the
one under construction.

I just want you to
know it's not personal.

- We answered the call.
- Do you know why I'm here?

You made a promise, a
promise you have to keep.

- You understand.
- Certain people have to be sacrificed.

Then you accept this?

No.

I've already been sacrificed.

(clicking)

You are not who you are.

You're Jacob Tyler. And you'll have
to find a way to believe in that again.

Drop it. Drop it now.

No!

This is Bletcher. Suspecfs
down, third floor. Send the coroner.

I couldn't take
the chance, Frank.

For now or later.

How did we get to where the only thing
we're good for is notifying the loved ones?

(lights humming)

(weeps)

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(child) I made this!

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