All language subtitles for The.Flash_.2014.S09E07.WEB_

Not my first rodeo.

If you're trying to stop me,
you can't,

not when I'm this close.

Ugh!

And I've come too far
to let you stand in my way.

- Nia, it's about control.

- Iris!

Iris.
Iris!

What did you do to her?
Why did you kill her?

Why?

Why? Why Iris?

Why did you kill her?

Why?
Iris!

- Ma'am?

I--I don't know
what your problem is,

but if you can't
control yourself,

I'm going to have
to ask you to--

- I know.
I'm going.

I have to get to Central City.

- Oh, give me a second.

- Hey.

I just want to see how
the article's coming along.

- Uh, it's my best work yet.

It's definitely a game changer.
- Yeah?

Are you gonna finally tell me
what it's about?

- Well, you can find out
tonight, when I publish it,

along with everybody else.

- Okay, fine.

You still feeling
hungry every hour?

- Yup.

And now I think I know
where Nora gets

her obsession
with cheese fries from.

- Hey, well, Helena's
on Third Street

has gourmet cheese fries.

You want me to make
a late dinner reservation?

- No, I can't.
I gotta get back to it.

- Okay, well, I'll leave
something for you

in the microwave.
Don't work too late.

- I won't.
I love you.

- Love you.

- Okay.
Let's see.

- Hey, boss.
- Hi.

- So I finished the layout

for your article
on the Red Death,

and check out the title
I came up with.

- I call it
my Mapbook.

- What's wrong?

- Um, nothing.

I just--I wasn't
expecting to see

that exact headline so soon.

- Wait.
Is this the article,

the one from Barry's Mapbook
that you win the Pulitzer for?

- Yeah.

- Oh, my God.

Can I congratulate you now?

- Well, I haven't
published it yet.

- Right, but, Iris,

this is your destiny,

and it's happening right now.

You must be so excited
to publish, right?

- Um...

Actually, I'm gonna wait.

Yeah, I still have
some tinkering,

and I think I want
to sleep on it.

- I get it.

You want it to be perfect.

Well, I'll leave you to it,
Miss Pulitzer.

- Hmm!

- Okay.

- Khione, you did it.

You unlocked your ice powers.

This is great!

- Am I a superhero now?

- Let's make sure.

Grab the container.

Now, it's filled
with a cryochemical fluid

with an extremely low
freezing point.

If you can ice it too,
then we'll really have

something to celebrate!

- Oh, I am so sorry.

- No, no.
It's totally cool.

I hate shirts anyway.

Yeah.
You know what?

That was a stupid thing to do.

I am gonna put it back on.

We should really try
to keep these things on.

I--

- Huh.

Or do that.

- You sure about this?

- Definitely.

- Okay.

- Mwah.

You're so amazing.

I love you too.

Mm-hmm.

What?

What?

- So what's so amazing?

- Sorry, I must have fallen
asleep on monitor duty.

It won't happen again.

- Were you dreaming?

- No.

I mean, yes.
Why? Maybe.

- Were you professing your love
to someone in your sleep?

- No.

No, who does that?

I'm almost embarrassed.

- By your secret crush
and the love you feel for them?

- By my not-so-secret love
of bourbon,

which is why I fell asleep
on monitor duty.

- Okay, party person.

Well, now you can go catch
some Zs somewhere else,

'cause I gotta start
my shift today,

showing Khione the ropes.

- Awesome.
- Yes.

That way, I can contribute
to Team Flash

while we figure out
if my powers

can be useful in the field.

I just--I wish we could work
somewhere with a view.

I mean, Kesha, Bob, and I,
we really thrive outside.

- Mm, yeah.

- You know,
you're right, Khione.

It's too nice a day
to spend inside training.

Let's go out.

Chester, you can train her
on comms anytime, right?

- Uh, I guess.

- Can we go to a park?
- Oh, please.

We can do even better
than a park.

Trust me, I know
all the cool things we can do.

Are you in?
- Okay.

Thanks, Chester.

- Mm-hmm.

- Iris.

- Nia.
Hi.

What are you doing
in Central City?

- I came to see you.

Sorry to pop in so late.

- No, it's fine.

I had a great time
at mimosa brunch

with you, Kara, Alex, and Ryan.

But I just--I didn't expect
to see you again so soon.

- Yeah, it was great
to finally meet you.

I didn't want
to make it a thing,

but you're kind of
my career role model.

- I am?
- Yeah, I mean,

that story you told us
about being kidnapped by Cicada

and then fighting your way out

and writing about it
the next day

like nothing happened?

It still gives me goosebumps.

- Well, look, I'm--
I'm happy to see you,

but what's up
with the late visit?

What's going on?

- Oh.

For the past five years,
as Dreamer,

I've been honing my powers.

And not to brag,
but I can turn dream energy

into just about anything.

So lately,
I've been trying

to take my powers
to the next level.

And I read
about this ancient source

of Naltorian dream energy.

So I've been going
into the dream realm

to try to find it,

and I could sense

that I was close
in my last dream.

And then...

my powers got erased.

Look.

Normally,
something happens here.

It's like every time
I try to call on it,

it just feels further away.

And I know this is
gonna sound crazy,

but I think that
the only person

who can help me is you.

Okay.
How?

- You were in my dream too.

And, Iris, something
really bad happened.

I'm sorry.

Oh, no.

- Nia, what is it?
There's nothing there.

What the hell?

- Oh, crap.

- Captain, look out!

- Way to go! Great job!
- All right! Whoo!

- Nice one, Captain.

Come on.

- How are we both
police officers?

- Because we're in a dream.

Yours.

- So this is what my life
would have looked like

if I was a police officer?

"Captain."
Incredible.

- No, what's incredible is,
first you were in my dream,

and now I'm here
with you in yours.

It's like we're having
a shared dreaming experience,

but I haven't read
about anything like this

in my Naltorian texts.

- Well, there's gotta
be a reason for it.

I mean, why did we
suddenly fall asleep?

- I don't know.

That's not
our biggest problem, Iris.

I have been trying to wake
us up since we got here.

But without my powers, I can't.

- We're trapped?
- For the time being, yes.

But the good news is,
there's always an exit.

We just have to find it.

- Hey, Cap.

Nice takedown earlier.

CCPN is dying
to interview you about it,

that and how you took down

the Snart siblings last week.

You're unstoppable.

- Okay, sure.

Wonder what I did
to take down Lisa and Snart.

- It doesn't matter.

Look, I know dream lives
can be intriguing,

but we need
to stay focused here.

Okay, it's not safe to stay in
the dream realm for too long.

Let's check up there too.

- You know, it's actually nice
to be making the news

instead of just reporting
on it.

This could actually be my life.

- But you're such
a talented reporter.

- Yeah, but there was
a time when I wanted

to be a cop, just like my dad.

I mean, he was a hero
to so many people.

Does this mean
that being a police officer

is what I should be doing?

Hey, look.
A way out.

- Iris.

Iris.
Iris, wait.

I never finished telling you
what happened in my dream.

You died.

- How?

- You weren't
the only one there.

There was also
this hooded woman.

I didn't see her face.
She didn't speak.

She just looked at me
with these glowing eyes.

I think she's the one
who took away my powers.

And I think
she's the one that killed you.

- She's the one you saw
right before we passed out.

- She forced us
into your dream.

And now I'm starting
to think that it's because

the only place she can kill
is in the dream realm,

which is why I'm so weirded out
by this door.

Either way,
we need to be careful.

And we need to get out of here
fast, before she finds us.

- Let's go wake up.

- Renita, double shot
cappuccino, no foam,

with oat milk for Renita.

- I am so sorry for the mix-up.

Hey, boss.
Nia.

- Hi.

Okay.

That definitely wasn't an exit.

- Why are we still stuck
in a dream?

- Hey, Iris.
I brought cheese fries.

No, no, no, no.

Iris?

Nia.

- So what's wrong with them?

- According to Gideon's
biometric analysis,

Iris and Nia are
in a deep REM sleep.

- But why can't we wake them?

- Well, their cortical
functions are totally siloed.

That's why they won't respond
to any outside stimuli.

- What about the baby?
Is Nora okay?

- From what I can tell, yeah.

Baby Nora's okay so far.

- Cecile,
can you sense anything?

- No.

- Well, if Nia is here
and they're both asleep--

- Then that can't be
a coincidence.

- What about contacting Kara,
or Brainy or J'on?

I mean, they know Nia's powers
better than we do.

- Barry, I checked.
They're all off world.

- Okay, well, we have
to try something.

I'm gonna--I'm gonna call
the League,

Cisco, Dig,
anyone I can think of.

- Okay, I'll go talk to him.

Oh, man.

The neural functions
in their cerebral cortexes

are sinking fast.

If Iris and Nia
don't wake up soon,

they could fall into
a permanent comatose state.

- We are
two badass, smart women.

We can figure this out, right?

- Nia, if we can't wake up,

what happens to us
on the outside?

What happens to my baby?
- I don't know.

Iris, it's happening again.

Hurry. Hurry!
- Okay, the bean--

Bean popper's totally jammed.

Resistor coil is overheating.

It's a Code Sumatra.

- It's a Code Sumatra?
- Hello!

I'd like my coffee
sometime today.

- Yes!

- Do you know what to do here?

- Um...
- I can't.

- I'm so sorry.
Yes, I do.

Chester.
- Yeah.

- You know how to fix anything.
- Right.

- Right?
- Right.

- Okay, so just imagine that
Jitters is your toolbox.

- It's my toolbox.
Yes, yes, yes.

I could disassemble the--

the space heater
in the storage room,

strip it for parts, yeah.

- And the handheld frother
still works, right?

- Yeah.
- We can use that

to finish Marco's order.

- On it, babe.
Don't worry.

They call me
the fastest man alive.

- How do you know
how to run a coffee shop?

- Oh, I used
to be a barista here.

I really loved it.

- Great managing, boss.
- Thanks.

- It's almost quitting time.
Want to get dinner?

Somewhere with cheese fries?

- I would love that.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- All right.
- Okay.

- Okay.

- Is it hot in here?
- No, why?

Marco, it's ready.

- Iris, we need to go.

Right now.

- So paintball was interesting.

- Don't worry.
We got plenty more stops

on the chill chill chill
train tonight!

Oh, do you like
underground raves?

- I love dancing,
but I thought

maybe we'd do something
a little more relaxing,

something to nurture
the body and soul?

- I hear you loud and clear.

Barkeep, some shots, please.

- Absolutely.

There are your usuals.
It's good to see you.

- Oh, I've never
been here before.

And I don't drink.

- So today's
been amazing, right?

- Yeah, I was actually thinking

that maybe we could go
to the Arboretum.

I know
they're open late tonight.

- Oh, I know.
Why don't we hit up

the midnight roller derby?

What time is it?

- Mark, why aren't we doing
anything that I wanna do?

- Uh, because we should only
be doing exciting things.

You know, not walking
around in a garden.

It's--it's boring.

- Says who?

- Everybody with a pulse!

Can't you be more like...

- Frost?

- Do you feel hot,
heart racing?

- Yeah.
Why?

- The Naltorian mystics had
a word for something like this.

It roughly translates
to angry sleep.

Basically, if you stay
in a dream too long,

your body starts
to experience trauma

from the intense strain.

- So we're on a clock?

- Look, dreams always
reflect back to us

the problems
of our everyday lives.

So maybe if we can

crack the code of your dreams,
we can get out.

Is there anything
that you're struggling with

in the real world?
- No, nothing important.

I mean, I have everything
that I could want.

I--I'm pregnant.
I--my career is taking off.

I have Barry.

- There must be something.

- I don't know.
I--I don't know

what to tell you.
I guess back at Jitters,

I felt something
that I haven't felt in years.

Being in a world
where I could clock out

at 5:00, it was nice.

I could choose
how to spend my day,

my evenings, my future.

Maybe I just wish
that I could always

feel that kind of freedom.

What is it?

What just happened?
- This room.

- Where are we?
- This room,

it was in my dream.

I think our dreams are merging.

No, this can't happen,
not here, not now.

- Nia, is this where--
- I saw you die.

Iris, we're not sharing
a dream anymore.

We're sharing a nightmare.

Run!

Their fevers are spiking.

104, 104.2.
They keep going up.

- Why is this happening?
- I don't know.

But if their body temps
keep getting higher--

We should get Barry.
He--he needs to be here.

- Yeah, I know,
but what are we

supposed to tell him,
that it's hopeless?

He's gonna lose everything?

- Hey, it's gonna be okay.

- Are you sure?

Because I'm not.

- There's no way
they could have caught up

with us that fast.
- No rules in a nightmare.

- Nia, is that the woman
from your dreams?

- Yup.

Why are you doing this to us?

Enough of this!

I am the Dreamer.
I am in control.

And I am not gonna
let you hurt her!

- I thought
she was gonna kill us.

Wait.
Are we back?

- No.

I can sense we're still
in the dream realm.

It looks like
she doesn't want us to leave.

- There are people around here

who actually do the work,
you know?

- She gets everything handed
to her on a silver platter.

Must be nice.

- Aariz,
who are you talking about?

- She's a total fraud.

I've been saying it
since day one.

- And now accepting
the Pulitzer Prize

for Investigative Journalism,
Iris West-Allen.

Congratulations.
- They're talking about me.

- Iris, don't listen.

- I mean, a Pulitzer?

Seriously? For what?

Being married to the Flash?

Because that's
how she gets all her stories.

- Allegra,
you're a straight shooter.

What's your take?

- Yeah, I've known Iris
for a long time,

which means I know exactly
what kind of person she is.

She's a fake.

She doesn't have a life.

She has a checklist.

Everything's
already decided for her.

There is no way

she actually
deserves this award.

- Khione, wait.

Khione.

- Mark, do you wish
that I was Frost?

- No. Why?
Why would I want that?

- Okay,
it's karaoke time, folks.

- It's not...
- Yeah!

- In the house
for the first time in months,

welcome back the Icepack.

Icepack, Icepack, Icepack,
Icepack, Icepack, Icepack!

- Mark!
Frost, yeah?

Icepack, Icepack,
Icepack, Icepack, Icepack!

- Thank you.

Thank you, everyone,
for your kindness.

Unfortunately, Frost and Mark
will not be singing tonight

because Frost is dead.

- Wait, what?
- Seriously?

- And he has a lot
of explaining to do.

Oh!

- It all makes sense.

You've been trying to turn me
into Frost since day one,

first with the CRC and now
with everything we did today.

- I can explain.
I--I just miss her so much.

I'm not thinking straight.
- Oh, come on.

- I thought
you were a real friend.

- I am.

I'm just saying
that I could be more.

- Yikes, man.

- Mark,
we barely know each other.

- Yeah, you tell him!
- Okay, I had a dream.

- A dream?

- You were in it,
and we kissed.

And it was amazing.

And the chemistry
was off the frickin' charts.

- Take it outside.
No one wants to hear this.

- Oh, right?

- So sue me!

Sue me if I just wanted to see

if this could be
the real thing.

- Don't you ever
talk to me like that.

- But no, you're right.

Clearly, you're not
the woman of my dreams,

because you're not Frost.

- Oh...

- Stop.

- No, I'm me.

But you wouldn't know anything
about me,

because you never even tried
to get to know me.

And now I'm leaving.

- So we're stuck in a dream.

Our bodies are dangerously
close to overheating.

And you're worried
about an award?

- Yeah, I know.
It's stupid.

- So talk to me.

What's going on?

- Well, um,
right before you got here,

I found out that
the article that I'm writing

is gonna win me
my first Pulitzer.

Hazards of being married
to a time traveler:

I know way more about my future
than most people.

- But usually,

that kind of recognition
is great for journalists.

Why is it
bothering you so much?

- Well, suddenly it didn't
feel like it was my own.

It felt like
it was preordained,

like I didn't earn it.

- So that's why you've
been dreaming of lives

with no preordained destiny.

- Where I can make
my own choices.

- But, Iris,

you've already been
making your own choices.

You're worried
about publishing today

because it leads
to your first Pulitzer,

but that was a choice
you made years ago,

when you decided
to become a journalist

in the first place.

Don't you see?

Every time
you're pursuing a lead

or staying up all night,

digging into a story--

- I'm doubling down
on that choice.

- And that's the thing
about destiny.

It isn't just one choice.

Destiny is the culmination
of a lifetime of choices.

You're always
on the right path, Iris.

- And I created it.

Nia, if we've cracked
the meaning of my dreams,

then why are we still here?

What was that?

- Only one way to find out.

- Their fevers aren't breaking.

They're at 105.2.

- And there's
nothing we can do?

- Pretty soon, their organs
are gonna shut down.

And if that happens,

we could lose both of them.

- And our baby too.

- I can't believe
this is happening.

- Cecile, what is it?

- There's someone else here.

- Who is it?

- I don't know.
They're gone.

Barry, I don't know why,
and there is

no rational explanation
for me feeling this way,

but I know that Iris
is gonna pull through this.

She's gonna be fine.

She and Nia
are both gonna be okay.

- How can you be so sure?

- Because the presence
that I just felt

was something
powerful and kind.

It was almost like
a guardian angel.

Barry, I think it was a sign.

- What is all that?

- Spiderwebs.

A spider bite killed my mom.

She was a Dreamer too.

- What do you want to do?

Nia, look.

I know you're trying to
regain control of your powers

and this dream that we're in,

but what if you're
not supposed to?

Something that's always
guided me as a journalist

is that in order
to honor the truth,

you can't control it.

You just have to follow
the story and engage with it,

even if where it leads you
is scary.

- Before I came
to Central City,

when I saw you in my dream,
you said to me,

"It's about control."

This whole time,
I thought you were

telling me to take control.

But now I know what you meant.

This is about me
giving up control.

Iris, I think I have to go
through this door alone,

even if where it leads
is scary.

- Are you sure?

- The only reason I can
is because of you.

- Iris, it's time
for you to come home.

We can't live this life
without you.

- You got this, Nia.

- You've been trying
to guide us this whole time,

haven't you?

I thought
that I'd mastered my powers,

that I was in full control
as the Dreamer.

But the truth was, I wasn't
ready to do what I had to do

to reach a higher level.

I'm ready to give up control.

And I accept
whatever comes next.

I know who you are.

My mother was
the Dreamer before me,

and her mother before her,

all the way back to you.

You are the original Dreamer.

You are the ancient source
of Naltorian dream energy

I've been looking for.

That's why you had
to bring me and Iris together.

It was the only way for us
to embrace our paths.

- You're back.

- It's okay.
- Oh, thank God.

- Whoa.
Check this out.

Their temperatures are
already back to normal.

Same with their cortical
and neural functions.

- Like nothing ever happened.

- Nia.

We're awake, aren't we?

- Yeah.

We're awake.

- Nia, I don't know
how to thank you

for saving my family.

- You really don't have to.

Honestly, Iris saved me.

When my powers
started fritzing,

I thought that I was losing
my path as the Dreamer,

so I held on tighter.

But Iris helped me realize
that giving up control

was what I needed
to do all along.

- Turns out, we were
both on the right path.

We just needed
to adjust our perspectives.

- So that presence
that I felt, who is she?

- She is the first woman
on my mother's planet Naltor

to receive the dreaming gift.

She's the one
I've been looking for.

I just didn't realize it.

And now that I've connected
with her,

she is going to teach me
to use my powers

in all new ways.

So it turns out
that my potential

is beyond my wildest dreams.

- Wow.
Okay.

See, now, that is
cosmic, cosmic, cosmic.

- Don't mind him.
He's always like this.

Just the way I like him.

- Okay,
now I really miss Brainy.

- That is weird.

It's like
I can feel the presence

of the original Dreamer
all over again.

There's so much love.

- She's right over there.

- Hmm?

- I'm the only one
who can see her.

I'm not crazy.

- Well, tell her thank you.

- She says you're welcome.

- And now she's gone again,
isn't she?

- And I should get going too.

It has been a long night.

- Well, I'll see you
at next month's brunch club?

- Definitely.

And congratulations,
Ms. Pulitzer.

- Thanks.

- Bye, guys.

- Whoo.
Nia was right.

Big Belly
in National City is better.

- Mm-hmm.
- Thanks for running

all the way to get it.
- Anytime.

So do you want to get cozy,
watch a movie?

- Oh, you had me at cozy!

But there is one thing
I still need to do first.

- Iris, that's--
- Yeah, I know.

I've been struggling over
whether or not to publish it.

- You don't have to do this.
We already decided

to let the rest of our future
be unwritten.

- Yeah, I know.

And we will.

It's just that
being a journalist,

my future isn't unwritten.

And that has nothing to do
with the Mapbook

or anything that Deon
or Bart or Nora has said.

It's because
I've been writing it all along.

- Cecile, this food
looks incredible.

- Yeah, no, seriously.
You could feed

half of Central City
with this spread.

- Well, no one,
and I mean no one,

goes hungry in our house.

Oh, my God, I'm turning
into my grandmother.

Okay, this cheesy
sausage and egg casserole

is her recipe.
Enjoy.

- Who needs cheesy fries
when you have that?

- Ditto that.
I'm gonna need that recipe.

Is it like a family secret?

- I know people.
I'll get it for you.

- Can we do this every week?

And I don't just mean the food.

This just is so wonderful.

Thank you all
for making me feel at home.

- Of course. You're part
of this family now too.

- Are we expecting
someone else?

- Mm-mm.
- I am.

- Hey.

Hi.

Hey.
- Hey, man.

- Don't worry.
Since I'm guessing

Khione already told you
what happened,

I won't come in.

- I'll be right back.

- Thanks
for letting me drop by.

Look, I know
what I did to you was wrong

and seriously screwed up.

For whatever it's worth,

Frost was supposed
to be my ride or die,

you know,
my destiny.

Ever since she's been gone,
it's like I'm stuck

in some bad dream.

And I can't wake up.

But the truth is, there
is no waking up from this.

And now it's got me
hurting everyone around me,

just like I hurt you.

So I just wanted
to come by to say that...

I'm really sorry, Khione.

I wasn't thinking right.

And I totally understand
if you never want to see me.

- Mark, I forgive you.

- You--really?

- Yes.

That's what friends do.

- I'm really gonna miss you.

- Where are you going?

- Away.

You taught me
one other important thing:

no one can take away this pain,
not even you.

So in order to get over it

and learn to live
with whatever it is,

I need to go through it,

all of it.

Alone.

Hey, promise me you'll
keep exploring your powers.

Khione, there has got to be

something amazing
inside of you.

- I promise.

- Okay.

Yeah.

- Khione, honey, you okay?

- I'm fine.

- Are you sure?

- Oh!

- I guess
I am feeling a little sad.