All language subtitles for zike 01896

There he is.
Easy mark.

All by himself.

Wallet, car keys. Now.

He's a wanker.
A loser.

Please don't kill me.

- No one's gonna miss him.
- Don't!

Leave me alone.

I think
I killed a man tonight.

I think
I killed a man tonight.

He fell down and died,
right in front of my eyes.

The paramedics,

they called it a seizure
of some kind.

But in truth, I...

I believe
I was responsible.

A month ago,

my theoretical methods
on expanding cerebral capacity

were deemed too extreme
by my superiors.

My funding denied,

I chose to

secretly perform
a trial test...

on myself.

Since then, my headaches
have been increasing.

And... last week,

I started hearing voices.

Tonight...

I read a man's thoughts
clearly for the first time.

Wretched thoughts.

He had ended lives before.

And he was looking forward
to ending mine.

I... I think
some kind of...

instinct kicked in, and...

And I...
triggered the seizure.

I must admit,
for documentation,

when I silenced his thoughts,

I felt relief.

My migraine...
is all but gone.

Day One. The trial test...

is... a success.

I could...

hear Henry's thoughts
in my head.

He had no idea
what was going on.

He was screaming
for it to stop.

He was so scared.

And I was scared, too.

I could feel
everything he felt.

He...

He was... lonely, confused.

Sad.

I wasn't expecting that.

He's not like Cindy...

or even like his father.

Uh...

I know what he did
to Yolanda was awful...

but I wanna ask him
to help us.

I know it's a risk...

but if he can read minds,
then he could tell us
who else is in the ISA.

Pat?

What is it?

Our best case scenario

was that the ISA
came to Blue Valley

after they killed
the Justice Society to hide.

To go underground
and disappear.

But if Dr. Ito
is Cindy's father...

and he's working for them...

...they're planning something.

According to Beth's goggles,

this man was executed

for war crimes,
like, a hundred years ago.

I'm not sure that it's possible to kill Dr.
Ito.

He experimented
on himself, Court,

until he evolved
into something beyond human.

Like Cindy,
but much, much worse.

He calls himself
"Dragon King."

He's spent his long life
building weapons

designed to kill
tens of thousands.

How do you know
Dr. Ito is alive,

but Beth's goggles don't?

Sylvester and I were a part
of a different team
when we fought Dr. Ito.

This was before
we joined the JSA.

You were part
of another team?

Yeah. We called ourselves
The Seven Soldiers of Victory.

There's Robin Hood,

and a knight.

And there were
eight of you, Pat.

Yeah, we always argued
about the name.

And you had a cowboy?

Like the Village People?

That's The Vigilante.
Crimson Avenger, Wing.

They were good men,
trying their best.

Though each one of them
had their struggles.

Dr. Ito...

He built a living weapon
designed to eradicate New York.

We destroyed it.

The Seven Soldiers
never got the credit

that the Justice Society did,
but we saved lives, cities...

even the world once.

I lost touch with
all them years ago.

I wish I knew
where they were.

We need all the help
we can get.

We need Henry.

Cindy's house
is empty?

I can confirm
there are no heat signatures
of any kind.

No one's home, Beth.

So where'd she go?

School records indicate

Cindy Burman has withdrawn
from Blue Valley High

to "study overseas
with her mother."

Sure she has.

Let me out!

Come on! Get me
out of here! Please!

Let me out! Dad!

Look, she came after me,
and I would've killed her, too,

if it wasn't for Henry!

He's the problem, not me!

Dad!

I'm gonna kill you...

like I killed Mom...

if you don't let me
out of here, right now.

I knew you wouldn't lock up
your own daughter.

Wait!

Help!

- Help!
- She needs a nap.

Turn on the gas.

It always calmed her
as a baby.

-At least her misadventure
has revealed...
-Dad!

- ...the abilities
of Brainwave's boy.

Now...

...we needn't wait
for the father to power
my machine.

We...

have his son.

Today I finally realized,
I can do more...

than read thoughts.

I can move things
with my mind.

♪ To the one on
The flamboyant tempa ♪

♪ Just toss that ham
In the frying pan ♪

♪ Like spam, get done
When I come and slam ♪

♪ Damn, I feel like
The Son of Sam... ♪

I can manipulate objects
however I desire.

As my abilities
continue to grow,

so too does my confidence
in them.

Henry? Are you crazy?

How can you even think
about having him join us
after what he did to me?

People don't change, Court.

On the surface, maybe,

but never deep down.

That's not true.

Or fair.

Look at all of us!
Yolanda. Me. You.

We've all changed.
Why not Henry?

Henry is his father's son.

He didn't think twice
about ruining my life.

He'll end up
hurting all of you.

I'm with Yolanda.

Helping you against Cindy
could be a trap.

He could be planning
to serve us up.

Sometimes you just have
to take a leap of faith.

Right before
you fall on your face.

I put my faith in all of you,
and I'm still on my feet.

I wish there was
another option,

but right now,
we need every advantage
we can get.

I'm not on any team
that includes him.

When I was a child,

I begged my father
to buy me a rubber ball

that lit up when it bounced.

He refused.

So I put the ball
in my pocket.

When he caught me
playing with it later,

he told me we were
taking it back to the store.

In protest,
I threw the ball
down a well.

My father...

held me by the ankles
over that well,

and told me he would drop me

if I ever disobeyed him again.

I can remember looking down
into the darkness below.

I have felt that way
my entire life.

Utterly powerless.

Like I could be
dropped down that well
at any moment.

Until now.

I read a man's mind
on the subway today.

He was staring
at a young woman
across from him.

His brain full
of such ugly thoughts...

I rendered him blind.

Yet, even so,
still I heard him.
Panicking.

And at that moment...

that awful headache returned.

As we were exiting
the subway together,

I saw another car coming...

and I gave him
a gentle telekinetic push.

When he died...

I felt... better.

Until I read the next mind.

And the next.

Jealousy. Rage. Spite.

Deviance.

No matter whose mind
I peer into,

vile thoughts
fill up their brains,

and in turn, mine.

I have learned the truth
about humanity.

At their very core...

People are monsters.

I hate them.

Henry?

I worry about him.

I'm fine. Thanks.

A man called. A lawyer.

He wanted to talk with you
about your father.

He'd probably
be better off if he died.

Shut up.

Henry.

Dad?

Henry?

Get out of my way.

You said you had news.

Not me.

"Dragon King."

It's Dr. Ito, please.

Good afternoon, everyone.

What a wonderful day.

Oh, did you make it
out of the dungeon today?

May I sit?

Of course.

Please.

Thank you.

Hmm.

I know we've had
our conflicts in the past,

but be assured, I am your ally
in Project: New America.

Why don't you tell them
the news, Dr. Ito?

Yes.

We no longer need to wait
for Brainwave to awaken.

His son, Henry,
is a telepath.

The amplifier will be complete
within the week.

Once it is, we can funnel

Henry's telepathic abilities
through it,

broadcasting them
across six states,

taking control of
ever fully developed mind
within them.

Carving out...

a new America.

Our America.

Jordan? Are you okay?

Yeah. Barbara.
Please, come in.

I just... I'm sorry
for interrupting.

I wanted to apologize in person
for leaving you in Oakville.

Your daughter
was in an accident.

You have nothing
to apologize for.

How is, uh... Courtney?

Yeah, better. Thanks.

Good. That's good.

Are you sure you're okay?

I just finished a project
I've been working on
for some years.

It took me
all around the globe.

To London, Tokyo,

all over the States.

But it also cost me
quite a bit of time
away from my son.

Given everything I sacrificed,
I was hoping,

once it was complete,
I would feel...

a sense of accomplishment.

But I don't.

Still.

It's nothing the new project
won't fix,

or some time with my family.

Christine, she would

make a big dinner
when I returned from a trip.

It'd remind me
what I was working for.

Thanks again
for stopping by.

Yeah.

Jordan?

What are you and your family
doing tonight?

How long's it gonna take?

- I can't believe I'm missing my favorite show.
- It hurts.

Why me?

These meds aren't
working. Nothing's working.
I'm scared.

I hope she dies soon.

I'll get the house.

Then I get the car, too.

Dad?

Dad, I heard you.

Did I inherit this
from you?

From whatever
you did to yourself?

Are you trying to...

Are you trying
to talk to me?

Do you need my help?

Can I help you?

Can you hear me, Dad?

-Hi.
-Hi.

I never
liked Dr. King.

He's been in here for months.

They should terminate
life support.

You're right, Dad.

People are monsters.

Mr. Dugan?

Hey.

Where's Yolanda?

I texted her.

She's pissed off.

Since Courtney's gonna try
and recruit Henry.

Why would you even let
Court talk to Henry?

It is a classic
anti-Pat plan.

Well, you know...

she believed in you
when no one else did.

I've never sent photos
of some girl around.

What are we
doing here anyway?

Well...

Court went into
a tunnel at school.

Beth found another passage
in Cindy's basement.

I want to know
if there's a connection.

So you want
to check and see
if there's some kind

of tunnel network
under Blue Valley?

Yeah. And I'm hoping the answer
might be in one of these.

And maybe Beth's goggles
can help us piece it
all together.

I can try.

This is why
you called us here?

To look through old books?

Planning.

Preparing.

Doing the work.

You want to be
a superhero, Rick?

Well, buddy, sometimes
this is exactly what it takes.

You're not gonna
stay to help?

I got some family business
to take care of.

Let's get started.

You and Chuck
got it covered.

I'm working
on cracking the code
to my dad's journal.

But Mr. Dugan
gave us instructions,
we need to--

My parents died
for a reason, Beth.

That reason isn't here.

Why do hospitals
always smell like this?

Henry...

What do you want?

I don't wanna hurt you.

Like I did your dad.

You hurt my dad?

No. I mean...

I wasn't thinking--

It wasn't a seizure.

It was you.

You put him here.

Her threatened
to kill my mom.

He was going to kill me.

So you fried his brain.

It wasn't on purpose.

Did you know your dad
was a part of--

The Injustice Society.
I know.

What all do you know?

I know what you know.

Help me know more.

Help us find out who else
is in the Injustice Society.

Then we can stop them
from killing anyone else.

You know they kill people,
right, Henry?

Joey Zarick. His dad.

My dad.

Yeah, well,
maybe they all deserved it.

Joey deserved it?

Do you really believe that?

He was a nice kid.

Yeah.

He was.

Why aren't you?

Do you know what it's like
to be able to hear
everyone's thoughts?

It's hell on earth.

You think I'm a jerk?

Well, trust me,
everyone else is worse.

If my dad hurt anyone...

he had a reason to.

People are monsters.

Deep down, they're ugly,

and greedy, and hateful,

and twisted.

That's the truth.

Life isn't that black
and white, Henry.

People can be bad,
but people can be good, too.

And kind, and compassionate.

Maybe some of
the thoughts you read,

maybe some of them are bad.

I mean, sometimes we're hurting
or we're afraid,

and we think awful,
awful things.

Have you tried looking
a little deeper?

I bet you'd find
something better.

I really doubt it.

Behind the pain and the fear,

it's all about love.

People want to love,

and be loved.

I think you do, too.

What makes you think that?

Look where you are.

Yolanda told me the way
your father treats you...

and you're still
at his side.

I don't know
what it must've been like

growing up with him
as a father.

I can't imagine
what he did to you.

Get out of here!

Okay, okay.

I know deep down
you wanna do the right thing.

Come talk to me
when you're ready.

Hey, honey? What's going on?

Hi, honey,
I'm making family dinner.

And, normally,
I could handle this,

but it's for eight.

-Eight?
-Yes.

The chicken!

-What, you're boiling chicken?
-Yeah.

Barb, if I had known
you had invited people,

I could've done the cooking.

I know, honey,
but you've been so busy

taking care of the kids,
and fixing your car,

and I just didn't
wanna bother you.

Okay.

I got this, okay?
Come here.

Come on, it's okay.

-But I need to talk to you
about something, okay?
-Hmm.

Something important
that I should've talked
to you about

long time ago, okay?

- Pat's right.
- Hmm?

- We need to tell you something.
- What?

I failed the history test.

-No.
-You what?

No, she didn't.
She's joking.

Okay?

Oh. They're here.
Can you get the door, please?

-Yeah.
-Pat's gonna help save me.

Yep. I've got it.

Okay, let me put
some of this in here.

Don't say a word.

No more lying.

Hey! Psst!

Cameron?

Hi, Court.

Uh...

Come in.

-Hi.
-Hi.

You must be Barbara's
daughter, Courtney.

-Hi.
-Hi.

I'm Jordan Mahkent.

-Oh.
-Oh.

-It's nice to meet you.
-You too.

We heard
about the accident.

- You poor thing.
- Oh, I'm fine.

Yolanda?

Stay away from Courtney
and her family.

She needs to stay
away from me!

She thinks your soul is
worth saving.

I know it isn't.

I should kill you.

You really think I should die
for what I did to you?

You can read thoughts.

Read mine.

I can slash you right now,

and watch you bleed
to death, Henry.

I'll do it if you come
near me or my friends,

do you understand?

You betrayed me.

I trusted you.
I loved you.

Yolanda...

Stay away from us!

Well, this all smells
incredible, Pat.

Chicken and dumplings.

It's, uh,
old Dugan family tradition.

Well, we actually have
a family tradition ourselves,
if you don't mind.

A Norwegian grace.

Oh, please.
That'd be wonderful.

Don't look at me.
I studied French.

Rick?

I found something.

Blue Valley
was settled in 1876

by a group of Freemasons
who called themselves

"The Other Founding Fathers."

They came here
to build a community

free of interference
from the outside.

You think some old
separatist freaks
built those tunnels?

It explains
why the Injustice Society
chose our town.

They can do whatever
they want in secret...

hidden...

right underneath Blue Valley.

So, Courtney...

Cameron tells me
that you're quite the gymnast.

Uh...

I... was.

In Valley Village,
she was the best on the team.

- Oh, wow. Really?
- Mm-hmm.

I've always admired athletes.

I hear you're quite
the artist, Cameron.

What kind?

Uh, paints mostly.

Like his mother.

So how about you, Pat?

I hear you run the old garage
off Main Street?

Yeah, I mostly focus
on classic cars,

but, uh, you know,
in a small town like this,

I take whatever work
comes my way.

I guess you could
do your work anywhere, right?

So, why move to Blue Valley,

if you don't mind me asking?

No. Uh...

Well...

The pace, the people.

And, uh, Barbara
of course grew up here, so...

Right.

Growing up in the cornfields,
and going to the theater,

and living
the perfect American life.

Mmm...

It was not perfect, trust me.
Not back then.

Uh, Blue Valley's
not perfect now, Mom.

Oh, it's getting there.

Yeah, Blue Valley's
going to be an example
of a better America

built on the most important
building block of all...

families.

Hmm.

If only everyone
felt the the same way
as us, huh?

Well, if it's okay,
I'm gonna have some more.

This is delicious.

Hey, Dad. Chicken dumplings
are gone.

I see that.

Sorry, Jordan,
let me grab you some more.

No. I...
I've got it.

Okay. Well, thank you.

Excuse me.

You're gonna have to give me
that recipe, though.

That is good.

Ooh!

Ah, fantastic. Thank you.

Uh, let me
move these for you.

-Yes.
-Thank you, Courtney.

Oh!

-Hey! Buddy boy!
-Mike, don't feed him
at the table.

- He's gotta eat.
- Mike, not at the table.

Down, Buddy!

Mike!

Get down, Buddy.
Come on, let's go.

- Sorry.
- Wow!

- He's a handful, huh?
- Yeah.

I love you, too, buddy.

Pat! Uh...

I left something
in the oven
and it's gonna burn.

-Need a hand?
-Yes!

Okay. Excuse me.

I hope
that's not our dessert.

Yeah.

There's nothing there.

I think Jordan is Icicle.

What?

The plate was scalding hot,
and he touched it,
and he was fine.

What, he touched a hot plate?

I don't know.

Jordan Mahkent?
Are you sure?

If Jordan is one of them,
does that mean Cameron is, too?

Like Cindy?

I don't know.

Is something wrong?

No.

I just always make this face
when I eat too much.

It was really great
to see you.

Hopefully, we can, uh...

do something soon?

Uh...

Sure.

Okay.

-Well...
-Oh.

-Bye.
-Bye.

Courtney.

You do know why
I was really here, don't you?

Why do you think, Courtney?

Because I had to meet the girl
my son has been talking
so much about.

And I approve.

Thank you again
for your hospitality.

Sure.

Court!

What do you think
you're doing?

What if we use
the Staff to help prove

that Jordan Mahkent is Icicle?

Maybe it can recognize
his scent.

Or... energy?

We're not doing
anything else

until we tell
your mother everything.

What is that?

What the hell is that?

It's, uh...

Excuse me, Henry?

Your housekeeper told me
I'd find you here.

I'm Mr. Green.
Your father's attorney.

I'm sorry to meet you
under these circumstances.

Your father left
strict instructions

that if he were
to ever befall
a tragedy like this,

incapacitated, unlikely
to regain brain function...

his life support
would only carry on
for a limited time.

And I'm afraid that time
is soon coming to an end.

I should've eaten
on the way here.

What?

I've prepared some paperwork
I'd like to discuss with you.

I need his signature.

I need this money.

You're lying.

Excuse me?

He knows.
I'm a terrible liar.

You faked those papers,
didn't you?

Or something.

You just want to take
my dad's money.

I'm sorry, but no.

I've already got
the State's signature.

I know this is hard, but--

You stay away from my dad!

Junior?

What's going on?