All language subtitles for Made.for.Love.S02E06.1080p.WEB.H264-CAKES-NHI

- You've made
a lot of progress

these last few months.

Alice, are you listening?

- I haven't seen
that here before.

It wasn't here last week.

- That's true. It's new.

What do you think of it?

- Looks like a picture of hell.

- Interesting.

It's titled "Utopia."

- Well, it sucks.

- Alice, I'd like to try
a new activity with you today.

Breathe.

- The phone isn't on.

It's just plastic. No insides.

It can't hurt you.

If we're gonna have you enter
the world out there again,

you're going to have to get
comfortable seeing these.

I'm gonna slowly...
push it towards you.

No.

You fucking idiot.
Now he can track us.

Byron Gogol wants...
- Alice.

- To control you!
- Alice...

- He wants
to control everybody!

And he can do it!

He's got
the technology to do it.

Please!
I'm fucking--

- I'm gonna get changed
and check on my dad.

- Can you just wait
one second?

I have someone bringing
something up for you.

There he is now.

- Bruce.

- Yes, Mrs. Gogol?

- How long have you worked
for Byron?

- 16 years, Mrs. Gogol.

- And so do you--
do you know

anything about a woman
that he brought in here

before me?

- Thank you, Bruce.

- What's that?

- It's your mother, Hazel.

I am--sorry, no.
I sh--I should have said

it's dynamic reconfigured
recordings of your mother.

Before you spoke
at the hearing,

I didn't realize how much pain
you were still carrying

due to her loss.

I wish I'd met her.

- What do you mean,
recordings of my--

of my--of my mother?

- There was ten years
of recorded calls

from when your mom was

a customer service
representative at CAL Premium.

It was a huge data set.

Enough that our AI engineers
were able to

create a program that predicts

optimized real-time responses

based on your mother's
communications.

It's not perfect, but she--

she definitely was a talker.

The accuracy rate is about 84%.

- What?

- You can speak
with your mother again.

I'll just give you two
some--some space.

Hello?

- Hazel?
Is that you?

It's Mom.

Oh. Byron.

- Dr. Hau.

Welcome home.

- Delete the copy
of Hazel's consciousness

from the Hub cloud immediately.

- Delete?

I don't understand. Why?

- Um, well, Hazel is
starting to trust me,

and I don't want
to compromise that.

Thank you.
- Oh, I see.

Because you copied
her consciousness

without her consent?

- It was
more of an insurance policy,

but I now see
the error of my ways.

Delete it.

- Very well.

I just need you
to log yourself in

so you can make the deletion.

I don't have the authority.

- Of course, yes.

- For what it's worth,

you don't need to worry
about Hazel figuring out

what you did.

- Yeah? And why is that?

- Because I already know.

- What's wrong, hunny-bunny?

Something's not right.

I can hear it in your voice.

- All I said was...hello.

- Well, I know your "hello."

What's going on? Talk to me.

Do you want to tell me
what you had for lunch?

- I forgot
what you sounded like.

- Well, it's good to hear
your voice too.

And now we can talk
whenever you want.

- How's Daddy?

Is he still acting
like a grumpy dumpling?

I forgot
that you called him that.

- Um, he's good.

Uh, he's--he's still Dad.

He, um...

he got a little weirder.

- I can't wait to hear
all about it.

- Yeah, I should go,
um, check on him actually...

Mom.

- Okay, hon.

Oh, and Hazel...

- Yeah?

- Would you be
willing to answer

some brief survey questions

regarding your call today?

- Byron?

We did it.
We made it out.

- Is this the real world?

- Yes.

You're in your body.

Oh, Byron!

I get to touch you.

This is what I wanted.

- Feels so good.

- You feel so good.

No, wait, wait. Wait.

- What?
- Not yet.

Let's wait
till I'm in my real body.

- Okay.

- I want our first time
to be perfect.

- Jasper?

- Gotta go.

- How are you today?

- I'm great, thanks.

- It's just that
by this point

in your acclimation
to the Hub,

you and I should be
a lot more...bonded?

- Uh-huh. Okay.

Well, we're cool, right?

Yeah, I feel pretty--pretty--
pretty close here.

- Let's do something together.

We could play cards.

Or do you like to dance?

I'm a very good dancer.
I could teach you.

- Okay, um, yeah,
and we'll do that,

but next time, okay?

I'll see you later.

- Fucking dead end.
How did this happen?

- Well, either Hazel
turned on us

or Byron found the tracker.

It was
a fucking rhetorical question.

- Sorry, bro.

- No, I'm sorry.

I'm stressed. I fucked up.

I might have fucked up.

No, I-I-I fucked up in D.C.

I-I was drinking.

- Oh, no.

Hanky Panky make
another fucking joke?

- To Hazel about sleeping
with Agent Robinson--Jasper.

- Loose lips sink ships, man.

- I know.
I fucking know that, okay?

Now, how do we get
Jasper out now?

- Well, at least he doesn't
have a wife and kids.

- So what, it doesn't matter
if he dies?

That is--that's--what?

What is that look?

What, did you shit
your pants again?

- Sir, you need
to come see this.

- So he doesn't have
a wife and kids.

We can kill him.
- Fuck.

- I didn't do it.

Well, I'm innocent.
I'm innocent.

Where are you taking me?
I didn't do it. I didn't do it.

- I wonder
if they were a couple.

- You want to be buried
like that with me someday?

- If we're going to see

where the underwater
tunnels go,

you should know something.
- Okay.

- We'll be swimming to places
I haven't explored before.

It's uncharted territory,
even for me.

I can't guarantee your safety.

- Yeah, but if you think
Fiffany's in here,

we should try
to find her, right?

- Why are you willing
to risk your life

for someone you haven't met?

- 'Cause maybe I want to meet
the woman who made you so cool.

- Hmm.
Good answer, Jasper.

- Aren't you trying
to stay away from the feds?

This doesn't seem
like the best place to be.

- Is that a body?

- Oh, my God.
Let me see it. Let me see.

- Excuse you, Hannibal Lecter.

You are way too excited
about a corpse.

- It's covered with a tarp.
I can't even see it.

This is
the worst vacation ever.

- This is not a vacation.

Damn it.

I was hoping we could see
who lives in the Benson farm

and get some clues.
- Shit.

- We can't go
anywhere near that place now.

- So we rolled
all this way for nothing?

- Nope.
We go to Plan B.

Back when Byron Gogol
was just Montana's

good ol' Greg Benson,
he had a wife.

She still lives here.

Come on.
- Okay.

Dad, when--
when did you find out?

What are you doing here?
Is something wrong?

- Do what you gotta do.

- It'll be much easier
if you don't fight this.

- What?
Dad, what did she--

- You're not my daughter.
- What?

- Are you okay, Dad?

- Yeah.

- I'll be right back.
I'm gonna get the gurney.

You stay here?

- Yeah. Yeah.

Hello?

- My God, Herbert?
Is that you?

- Feeling better?

- To be honest, no.

- Oh.

Being honest now.
That's cute. I like that.

- Do you have
something to say, Lyle?

- Well, if I'm being honest,
then yes.

I do have something to say.

- Where did you get that?

- I poured my heart out
to you in here.

I told you everything
about myself.

At the very least,
you could have mentioned

that you have a kid.

- I don't.

- Oh, come on, Fiff.

I know the pictures are real.

I found a bunch of my own too.

Come on, this is not
a Bennet photoshop job.

He's not that good.
- No.

That's not me.

That's my twin sister, Bessica.

You expecting anybody?

- No.

Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Bessica, get out of the rain.

Come in, come in.

I can't do this alone.

- Darling, isn't it time
you told the father?

- Ignacio, that's your son.

- What?

- You weren't
gonna give him a baby,

and I wanted one.

We slept together
several times last year.

- What?

- Is this true?

- Of course not.

- The kitchen floor.

The office desk.

Right here
where we're standing now.

- I didn't know, Fiffany.

I thought she was you, I swear.

- Hmm.
You did know.

Zelda always barks at Bessica.

- Fiffany...

Fiffany, don't go!

- Fiff! Fiff!

- The rain in here is my fault.

That's my trigger.

The rain reminds me
of the night

that I lost the two
most important people

in my life.

I left Washington the next day

and, uh, never went back.

- Damn, Fiff, that is brutal.

You didn't deserve that.

- After that night,
I decided to focus

my research wholly
on communicating with animals.

They're they only ones
who you can trust.

I resolved never to trust
another human being again.

Till you.

I've never had a friend
like you, Lyle.

I mean, fuck, you even gave me

your shoes to wear
when we first got here.

I love you.

- I love you too, Fiffy.

Hey.

I'm a tight hugger.

You're gonna have
to get used to it.

- Hey, when you said
you loved me,

you didn't mean, like--

- No.

Jesus.

Don't ruin a good moment.

- That's, uh--
that's my specialty.

- Oh.

- All right, level with me:
did you tell boss man

about my fuckup
with Princess Gogol?

- Oh, Jesus, no.

How can you
even ask me that, man?

We're homeys.

- We're homeys, man.
We are homeys.

- Yeah.

- I think this is the end
of the line for us, homey.

We fucked Jasper.

We f...

We gotta figure out
our second act.

We gotta figure out
what we're gonna do.

- My mom could always use
extra people

at her nail salon.
- I love feet.

Sit.

There's no easy way
to say this.

- You're both getting promoted.

Those two bodies you found
up there in Montana

turned out to be linked
to a huge cold case.

Some very rich and powerful
people are involved.

You guys are heroes.

- Thank you, sir.

So does this mean
we get offices now

or do we still have to be
out in the bullpen?

Right?

So what--what about
the Gogol case?

And--and Jasper?

- A problem for tomorrow.

Ah, shit.
Tomorrow's Saturday.

A problem for next week.

Today, we celebrate.
Gail?

all:

- What is this place?

- Yo, this a mental hospital.

- Hmm.
Well, maybe she works here.

Or is a patient.

Well, either way,
we about to find out.

- Uh, you can't just drop in.

My cousin was
in a place like this

and I had to fill out
a bunch of paperwork

and take a drug test
just to visit.

- Hmm.

Well, how's security in there?

- I don't know.
I never passed the drug test.

Come on, this is mad boring.

I used up all my Ritalin

to drive your ass to Montana.

You owe me something fun.

- How about a quick trip
to the costume shop?

Let's go.
- What?

- Hi, Hazel.

- It worked.
- It did.

- We're home now.

Ooh!

Mm!

I look fine as hell
in this suit.

- I really like
that little square

on your throat.

It's sexy.

- Oh, yeah?

Maybe tonight,

I could help you
confess your sins.

- Shh.

You two stop being horny

and let's hurry up.

- Excuse me?

- Oh, hi.

Uh, we are here
to give Communion.

- Oh, well, Father O'Malley's
normal the one

who gives Communion
to the patients.

- Yeah, we got it from him.

He's, like, our supplier.

- The body-ody-ody of Christ!

- Okay, but let me just
give him a call real quick,

just to double-check this.
- Oh, okay.

But if he doesn't answer,
he's in a police interview.

- What?
- Oh.

Oh, you didn't hear?
Oh, very upsetting.

But Father O'Malley has had
some prior indiscretions

come to light.

- Oh.

- I'm swimming!

- She's swimming!
Whoo-hoo!

- Water feels so good.

- Bennett!
Hey, come over here,

you red-headed stallion.

- Bennett!

- Sir, you're both unclothed.

- You can get naked too.
It feels good.

- Or you can sit
on the edge of the pool

like someone who hates fun.

- Funny.

- Bennett.

How's it going, Bennett?

- Um, well, Mrs. G,

media requests
are pouring in for you

after your congressional
performance.

So I guess I wasn't alone
in thinking it was superb.

- No, I meant, how are you?

- You've never asked me
that before.

- I'm good.
- I'm glad to hear that.

Well, I have to go
say hi to my dad.

- Oh.

- Keep him good company,
okay?

Thank you.

- Bye!

- Bye.

- You know what's great,
Bennett?

- Um, I particularly like
the smell

of a fresh Gogol phone

when you take the thin
plastic film off of it.

You're so funny.

No, what--what I was--
what I was gonna say

was that even though
you work for me,

I genuinely enjoy
spending time with you.

- I feel the same way.

Yeah.

How about you and me
go make some sandwiches.

Yeah.

- Herbert?

- I can hear you breathing
on the phone.

- Is it you?

- Yeah. It's me.

I mean...

No, you're stupid.

Everything's gonna be okay now.

- Damn, that girl looks
just like Hazel.

- You two get lost.
Let me do my thing.

God bless you, child.

How are you doing today?

Alice, my name is Judiff.

I know who you are.

I know that you were
once married to Greg Benson

and that he hurt you.

- You want to play dominoes?

- Oh, sure.

So, uh,

are you in here
because of Byron?

Did he put you in here?
- No.

I put myself in here.

It was the only place
I can be free from him.

Far away from the Hub.

- So you've been to the Hub?

Can you tell me where it is?

- Why would you ever want
to go there?

- Alice, my friend Herb's
in trouble.

I think he's trapped in there
along with his daughter, Hazel.

- Hallelujah!
- Oh!

- You are saved.
Um, praise him.

- Mm-mm.

Do you know who she is?

- That looks like me.

- Yeah, that's his wife.

His latest wife.

- He can be quite charming,
you know?

Until you realize
that he just wants

to control you
like his little pet.

He's sick.

- He put a chip in her head

and has been watching
her every move.

- Sounds like I got off easy.

- Yeah.

- I can't help you.
- What?

- With Byron Gogol,
you'll never win.

- No, no,
I'm not trying to win.

I just want to help my friends.

Don't you wish
someone had helped you?

- I'm--I'm delusional.

You're mistaken about me.
I've never met Byron Gogol.

So...

- Well, that was a waste
of days and miles.

- Not a waste.

This hot priest alter ego
really suits me.

I want to keep going.

- Okay, then.
Let's go home,

crack open the files,
and research other angles.

- Can we stop at the World's
Largest Peanut statue

on the way?

- No.
- Mm-mm, no.

- Joke's on you, dumbasses.
I'm driving.

- Okay, showtime.

What do we got for tonight?

- "Invasion
of the Body Snatchers."

- Really?

You don't think
it's a little, uh, too soon?

Come on.

It'll be funny.

- Okay.

Come on, I told you
it was a bad idea.

Huh?
You're not even watching now.

- No, no.
You mustn't go near him.

- Look, I'm watching.

- I love this.

- Yeah.

- What happened back there?

- Um, I'm glad you're back,
Hazel.

I was so worried.

- Me too.

- Don't scare me
like that again.

- I won't.
Everything's gonna be okay now.

I'm home.