All language subtitles for AM.Motherland.Fort.Salem.S02E06

Previously, on Motherland...

Jonas, wait! The Camarilla
are picking us off.

I'm not here for the Camarilla.
I'm here to change things.

In this
twilight of the world,

the evil of witches
super abound...

Not our daughters...

So, in tradition, cadets,

tonight, we wake the dead!

Willa Collar.

Why didn't she come?

Why didn't she
want to talk to me?

I need to go pack for break.

I need to see my dad.

Charvel Bellweather.

You are Abigail Bellweather.

And you are vengeance.

Charvel set me straight.
I need to find the people

who took her voice
and get it back.

Time to make them feel hunted.

And we start with
the one who killed Charvel.

From our first born breath

to the last song we sing,

we are at war.

There was never a choice.

So, if we must bleed,

let us bleed for freedom.

-With this act,

our war will end.

And your faith in me
will be repaid.

Thank you, Jonas.

From our blood,

a new day will rise
for all witches!

We are the Spree.

We are the Spree.
We are the Spree.

We are the Spree!

We are the Spree.

-Wow!
-It's beautiful here, right?

-Um, hey-hey, Tal?
-Mm?

Maybe, just around my dad...

don't talk about the Witchbomb.

Or deployment. Or the Spree.

And, yeah,
definitely not Scylla.

That's a lot not to talk about.

A couple things
before we go in...

the house should be empty
except for my grandma.

Will she mind
what we have to do?

Oh, Minerva cannot know.

She's the only woman alive
tougher than Alder.

Avoid contact.

Then, as long as we can
get to Charvel's remains,

we'll be in and out quickly.

You okay?

We put our dead
right in the earth

and plant a tree
to grow from their body.

You help them turn to new life.

That's not unlike our tradition.

Yeah, but will that
be a problem?

As long as I can get
a little bit of Charvel's blood,

everything should be fine.

I thought the house
was gonna be empty?

Yeah,
people in the Cession

have never really been shy
in expressing an opinion.

She causes more problems
than she fixes, doesn't she?

Is that what your ghost
told you?

More or less.

Esterbrook made me
see the truth.

Alder had Nicte Batan
kill the Liberian Front

and make it look like
a mass suicide.

She could--
She could order you

to do something like that
with the Witchbomb.

Well, If Esterbrook
was telling the truth--

She showed me. I saw it.

Then, Alder made Liberia worse.

And that fight
eventually killed my mom.

So, there's not much worse
she can do to me, is there?

Rae?

Don't worry, Tal,
I'll always have a choice.

-Hey, kid.

-How ya doin'?
Good.

Good to see you.
Good to see you, too.

I'm starving.

Tal.

Hi! I am starving.

Thank you!

-Daughter.
-Sweetheart.

Hello, offspring.

What do you think? Hm?

Is there a wedding
that I don't know about?

-Not yet.

They're all here for you.

And this must be Adil. Hm.

Your people are quite the topic
of conversation in our circle.

And you brought him because...?

Because he has no home
to go to for the break.

-Is that an issue?
-Of course not.

We'll make room.

Anton, Fermin and I invited
all your top ranked suitors

here for Fall break.
Seemed like the perfect time

for you to make a choice.

Does my mother know about this?

It was her idea, of course.

Shellbark!

Good to see you again!

-Always a pleasure, sir.
-Mm-hm.

Bellweather!

Thanks for the invite,
what a pleasant surprise.

A surprise, being the key word.

Right, Claude?

How many fathers
does Abigail have?

Just the three. Average for
a High Atlantic kid. Why?

I didn't understand
the scope of Abigail's family.

My friend, this is
just the tip of the iceberg.

All because he was a guy?

Mm-hm.
-Dad, no dudes. Ever.

-Ever.

Then my mom comes running up--

"Don't hurt him! Don't hurt him!

-He's my lawyer!"

Turns out,
the guy was there

to help me get my dispensation.

The only guy to ever set foot

in the Sacramento matrifocal
community, and survive.

That reminds me of
when Rae was born.

-Mm-hmm!
-Dad--

Willa gave birth at Fort Senox

and I had to get special access
to go on base.

So, as I'm walking up to
Willa's room in the infirmary,

this soldier stops me.

Now, she can tell
I'm a civilian.

But you were
cleared to be there?

But when she found out
I was the father,

she went off about
how wrong that was, how--

How I'd made
my daughter weak.

-That's awful!
Yeah, it was,

until Willa
stepped out of her room,

still covered in blood
from the birth,

holding our baby girl.

-Aww...
Yeah...

How did Mom
tell this part, again?

-Oh, gosh, I don't know.
-What she said next?

-I don't remember.
-Well, anyway,

Willa Collar looked that soldier
in the eye and said,

"Does my daughter look
weak to you?!"

-Wow.
-I'm gonna get this packed up.

Sure.

Hey, uh, can we get a box?

Thank you.

What are we going to tell her?

Think the truth's
a good place to start.

Well, if she's
going to disappear,

she might as well know, right?

Disappear?

She's not going on the run
with the Spree.

-She can't go to the Army.
-It's the Camarilla

she has to worry about,
not conscription.

This isn't about you. Or me.

This is about her.

The dodgers can keep her safe
just like they did with me,

until she's old enough to make
her own choices.

The Fosterling program
did pretty right by me.

And where are you now?

Out here with me, a terrorist.

I saw you at that mall
during the vigil.

You are not the same person
you were a year ago.

Then why did I laugh
when I killed Shane?

You murdered Shane?

Tell me he didn't deserve it,
for what he did to Tiffany?

And what did you do to Brianna

by taking her father
away from her?

She shouldn't hear us
fight like this.

Let's go
for some hot chocolate.

Bye, Pops.
Have a good day!

Tal, can we just relax? This is
our first break, ever.

And it'll be over
in a blink of an eye.

Which is why you should
talk to him about your mom.

-I just--

I don't wanna upset him.

It isn't him that's
getting upset.

Well then, tell me how not to be
upset about Samhain.

Your dead was a total stranger
and showed up with bells on,

and I waited on my own mother
all night, and she didn't show.

He wouldn't want you
to go through this alone.

Yeah, sure, I'll just ask him,
"Um, hey, Dad,

any idea why my mom would
abandon me a second time?"

Hey. Do you recognize that car?

It was outside the diner, too.

Yeah, and on our way into town.

That was a warning.

I know you.

You're military?!

Wait, where's the other two?

We have orders to keep

Miss Special Projects,
here, out of trouble.

But I remember you from Basic.

You are the trouble, Cadet.

Yeah, well, don't expect me

to invite you in
for coffee and cookies.

Tally!

Do you have a minute to talk?

A minute. Sure.

She inherited that
exactness from you.

Which makes for superior
tactical planning, of course.

I'm sorry we sprung this on you.

I know it's all
happening so fast.

Surprises I can handle. But I
have other priorities right now.

Such as Adil?

Such as being a soldier.

Having a daughter,
goddess permit,

is part of being a soldier.

There's no greater joy,
you'll see.

This isn't a time for joy.

A kid shouldn't come into
this world right now.

Your children will be lucky to
have you around to protect them.

And not just them,
but the future of the line--

Stop sermonizing, Anton.

Please, keep an open mind
at dinner.

You let her
get the drop on you,

and now the child that you
rescued is in the Spree's hands?

Ramshorn isn't planning on
keeping Tiffany with them.

You're naive
to believe that.

It was a mistake
to work with her at all.

General, it stands to reason
the Camarilla

may have taken other
young witches hostage.

Bring our daughters
home safe, Petra,

and spare no one
who tries to stop you.

I'll start by tailing
the Exarch Tooms--

No. Your time on
this operation is over.

General, I'm of more use to you
in the field.

Where the Camarilla's
seen your face?

No. Intelligence
has this from here.

Things are already in motion.

I'll continue to monitor
from Annapolis.

Give Minerva my regards.

This is a dire moment
in our war, Anacostia.

Civilians question
my credibility

and the Camarilla are emboldened
with every attack.

You did a fine job. But now
I need you back by my side,

where you can do the most good.

I thought you didn't
wanna talk about your mom.

Well, I mean,
not with my dad,

but Quinn's a different story.

I bring the blind by
the ways they knew not.

I will lead them
on paths unknown.

I make the darkness
light before them.

Get going, Frank!

My favorite troublemaker
just rode in on the wind.

-This is my friend Tally Craven.
-Hi!

I'll get a look at you
soon enough.

Quinn was my mom's best friend.

Cheapest babysitter, too.

Mmm... oh, this is good!

Ancient Christo-pagan brew.

Allows you to commune
with the Holy Spirit.

Really?

No, not really.

I cooked this up when we
were stationed in Norilsk.

Willa ever tell you
about that siege?

No. Never got the chance to,
I guess.

Me and your mom,
running from foxhole to foxhole,

closing wounds.
That woman was a force!

Raelle's just like her,
but more.

A goddess of destruction!
Or is it creation?

Either way, mushrooms
have been summoned.

All right, that's enough. Sorry.

We're not supposed to
talk about that.

It's no surprise
to hear that you have gifts.

Willa always said.

Yeah, I know. She always
said it in her letters, too.

You say that
like it's a bad thing.

No, I just--

Sometimes letters aren't
enough, you know.

True.

But I was there
in the mud with her,

I watched her write to you.

There's nothing but love
on those pages.

And that's never going away.

Raelle tried to summon Willa
on Samhain, but she didn't come.

On the hallowed ground
of Fort Salem,

the requested dead
cannot refuse to appear.

I guess it's more of
a suggestion than a rule,

because she didn't show.

...on the other hand,

my line's been fully vetted
to join the Bellweathers.

Yeah, but, uh on
the other other hand,

wouldn't it be kind of weird,

you know, having been
engaged to her cousin?

Um, would it be so weird to bond

over the love and memory
of Charvel?

Yes. It would be very weird.

I'd be more than happy to
stay with our child full-time,

until your second spouse
joins us.

And what would you
contribute to our line?

That isn't why I'm here.

As Abigail explained,
I just needed a place to stay.

It had better be unique because

she already has
incredible Weatherwork.

You wanna know what...
physical traits I have to offer?

How else are we to know what
sort of soldier you'd produce?

It's like you're talking about
breeding stallions.

Mares, but you're starting
to get the hang of it.

We'll also be taking stock
of your temperament,

intellect and
your family's standing.

So, all-all of you...
with Abigail's mother?

We each contributed
the best of us to make Abigail.

At the same time?

Whatever the general wants.

It was a... delicate process.

So, what would you bring
to this very hypothetical union?

I don't know. I wasn't planning

on having an official union
with Abigail.

On behalf of my daughter,
thank you all for coming.

Sorry to be tardy, but
the world waits for no woman.

Is there something we
need to talk about, Abigail?

This residence isn't your
personal drop-zone, Peti.

Do you remember where
Brianna's dad took you?

He took me lots of places.

Was there any place
with other kids around?

Yeah?

Can you remember
what it was like there?

It's important,
so we can go help them.

It was dark. I could
hear someone crying.

And it smelled funny,
like... dog food.

And it smelled funny,

like... dog food.

I'm proud of you, Tiffany.

Sleep tight.

They're keeping them
in a vet's office. In cages.

Never thought I'd live to see
a Collar speaking Mothertongue.

You're War-College fancy, now.

Were you there? The day she...

No. God, Greenville was chaos.

It was a lot of
those mines to deal with.

What type?

Uh, Weaponized Pushing.
In bottles.

Do you know when those bottles
first started showing up?

I believe it was '94? Sudan.

Then a year later, in Minsk
during the Belarus partition.

They tweaked it, somehow.

It got a whole lot worse
than just bottles.

The two conflicts
weren't connected, though.

As much as I love
a good history lesson,

it is getting late and
you ladies have tired me out.

Okay, but...

Come on.
Bedtime for Tally.

Tal?

So, wait-- So,
the suicide bottles

moved halfway across the world

in the two years
after the Martyrdom.

Nicte invented the Work.

No one had seen
anything like it before,

not even Alder. So,

it had to have been
taught to them by her.

And then...

-And then what?
-Everything changed.

The first confirmed
Spree attack was in '97.

You think Nicte gave
her Working to the Spree?

I think Nicte created the Spree.

It's okay to be scared.

We'll be with you
to the very end.

I'm not afraid anymore, Nicte.

Were you able to get
Abigail on the phone?

The guy who answered
said that she was unavailable,

at some dinner event.

I think he was their butler.

Do you think Alder's known
about Nicte this whole time?

If you figured it out,
I'm sure she has, too.

No wonder she was redacted.

Alder can just blot out
all her mistakes.

I'm surprised she hasn't

tried to blot out
the Spree, altogether.

It's another war
she's gotten us into.

I mean, how many fronts

are we supposed to fight
at the same time?

Tal.

We'll survive whatever Alder
or anyone else throws at us.

I don't wanna just survive.
Not if I can change things.

Yeah.

This might be my least favorite
part of the matching process.

Is it the same with your people
in the Tarim?

-Not exactly.

It must be difficult for you
to compete with us like this.

-I'm not competing.
Oh!

Think you're a sure thing?

Don't underestimate him.

Have you seen his earth Working?

He could split a boulder
in a blink.

Is that how
you woo your women?

Splitting boulders?

Or do you only use
your Earthwork in battle?

We're pacifists.

And as for wooing...

We tend to go
on very long walks.

The Imperatrix and I

can at least agree on
Gregorio's viability.

I suppose,
if humor is the trait

you care most about
adding to the family line.

We could use it.

What was that?

I could use some sleep.

You're excused,

as soon as you tell us
who you're gonna pick.

I need more time to decide.

I'm sorry Abigail,
but we're out of time.

The Camarilla's
made that very clear.

You're right, they have.

Which is why we
need to fight back.

Rest assured, we are.

Alder said the same thing.

I am not Alder.

I have agents spreading out
across the country,

-even as we speak.
-The army won't stop them

by staying on the defensive,
waiting for their next move!

We need to
bring this war to them.

Abigail, I have my duty
in this war and you have yours.

We have other things
to discuss, Peti.

You can deal with this later.

When you run from
your responsibilities,

you bring shame on
all Bellweathers,

-going back to Jem--
Enough!

You scold Abigail for
all she has yet to do.

I am reminding her what's best.

And what about you?

You promised me
a Bellweather at the top.

That you would answer to no one.

Since we lost Charvel,
I've been thinking...

it won't be long
until I'm with her.

My sycamore will grow
beside hers in the family grove.

I go, content with
all that I did for this family.

My choices, my sacrifices...

and the victories we all share
because of them.

What will yours be?

Oh, that!
That fire in your eyes.

Follow it to the ends
of the earth, Abigail.

Don't let us stop you.

Don't let anyone stop you.

Make your mark,
not your mother's.

Not mine, not Jem's.

Glad to see
you survived the dinner.

It was certainly enlightening.

This is Jem.

And this is Charvel.

You may wanna look away.

No.

If we're gonna do this,
I can't look away.

Time to hunt.

One song. I promise
to never tell Abigail.

♪ The book of love
Is long and boring ♪

♪ No one can lift
The damn thing ♪

♪ It's full of charts
And facts and figures ♪

♪ And instructions
For dancing ♪

♪ But I ♪

♪ I love it when
You read to me ♪

♪ You ♪

♪ You can read me anything ♪

I'm gonna take a walk.

I miss your songs.

The ones you'd sing with Mom.

Well, we could never agree on
which one to play.

Yeah. She
always liked the happy ones.

You, not so much.

What's eating at you, Rae?

If there's one thing Collars
do well, it's speak their minds.

Tell me the truth.

Do you remember, um--

Mom's letter you gave me
before I deployed to China?

She said she loved me more than
the sky above and earth below.

And that she'd always be close.

Sounds like her.

The last day that
she was with us,

when you went to work...

-We fought.
-'Bout what?

She'd been leaving the house
at night, all week.

Who knows where. It was weird.

And when I finally
asked her about it,

she denied it, and--

Dad, I got so angry.

-Rae--
-I called her a liar.

I said that...

if she kept secrets from me,
then,

she didn't really love me.

And then, the next day
she was gone.

And I just keep thinking that...

that moment she died,

my words were
ringing in her ears.

Come here.

Raelle Collar,

you are the toughest girl
on this green earth.

And it was your mother
that made you that way.

And there ain't a thing
you could do

to break your bond with her.
So...

if you can't feel her
by your side,

it just means she
hasn't gotten there yet.

You give her time.

Give her time.

This is the only
active sample I could retrieve

from the wreckage of
the train attack in India.

Observe.

They've
engineered it to become

a self-sustaining hunter.

It can lie dormant
until the witch is near.

And once it latches on,

death follows in only minutes.

How far can it spread?

As long as the contagion
has prey to feed on,

it can self-replicate.

It has no limit.

Then, how do we stop it?

Aside from total incineration,
I have no idea.

This is your top priority,
Izadora.

And if we must burn this evil
from the earth,

then, so be it.

Thank you.

Is it hot-- Oh!

General!

Exarch, no one told us
you'd be coming.

Been a tough day.
Always cheers me up

to see the good work
we're doing for the cause.

You're all dismissed.

Sir, where's your security
detail

Don't worry. I always
come prepared.

Don't try to speak, General.
You've suffered severe injuries.

If not for your Biddies
sharing the hit,

you would've been dead
three times over.

I've never seen
Off-Canon like this.

It was a remote attack.
Sympathetic Work.

Camarilla?
-Not a chance.

They can only mimic our Work
up to a point.

Spree, then.

And there may be
more attacks to come.

Stay with me,
Anacostia.

There's gotta be
another room, somewhere.

We're too late.

They've already moved them.

They really believe
we're less than human.

Not less. More.

They're terrified of
what we're capable of.

I was feeling generous.

Goddess, protect her!

You should be getting behind me.

Quiet!

Raelle!

♪ The book of love ♪

♪ Has music in it ♪

♪ In fact, that's where
Music comes from ♪

♪ Some of it's
Just transcendental ♪

♪ Some of it's
Just really dumb ♪

♪ But I ♪

♪ I love it when you
Sing to me. ♪