All language subtitles for Submission (2016) S01E04

Previously on "Submission..."

God, I fucking missed you.

We have to be careful.

I'd love to photograph you sometime.

Would you take your clothes off?

I've got a girl for you.

Is it her?

Ashley? No, she's...

- Dangerous.
- She's also off limits.

I decide who's off limits.

You're Nolan Keats?

Yes. It's my pen name.

I don't believe you.

If you still need proof,
I can give it to you.

Mail.

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Hello.

Did you get my gift?

I did.

Thank you.

So now do you believe me?

I'm sorry I didn't before.

I don't blame you.

It's good to be skeptical of strangers.

So is this the new book you
have coming out in the fall?

Yes.

Wow.

What?

Oh, okay.

So when I heard there was
a second book coming out,

I freaked I got so excited.

Well, I hope this one
doesn't disappoint then.

Oh, it won't. You're brilliant.

In fact, I've been trying to
figure out a way to contact you

ever since I read "Slave"
so I could tell you that.

Really?

I think more than anything I
just wanted to say thank you.

For what?

That book completely
changed my entire perspective

on sex and love,

and it opened up this part of me that...

Dude, Tomas wants them to
renew their wedding vows.

Okay. We'll talk about it later.

She hasn't told him she's leaving him.

What the fuck!

Hello?

I'm still here.

Sorry. My roommate was having a crisis.

What was I saying?

How my book changed
your perspective on sex.

Oh, right.

Yeah, it flipped on this switch inside me,

and I haven't been the same since.

Elaborate.

Um...

I had the most intense orgasm
of my life reading your book.

Hello?

I'll call you tomorrow.

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No more games.

Jules, he's on his way back.

You have to tell him about us.

I will.

This is masochism, asking me
to help plan a second wedding.

I didn't ask you.

No, he did,

because you haven't told
him you're leaving him.

Why?

I'm waiting for the right time.

This is the right time.

End it or I'm done.

I'm getting really tired
of you telling me no.

Well, if you're such
a fan of giving orders,

why don't you find your own submissive?

I prefer being on my knees

begging you to give me what I want.

What is that?

I want to fuck you.

It's been a while. You're frustrating me.

I've been busy.

What if I find us someone...

Dillon.

Someone we can both have fun with.

You know that I know what you like.

I'll think about it.

Why are you doing this to me?

Because any good submissive
should learn restraint,

and for whatever reason, you haven't yet.

God, I hate you.

You wish you hated me.

Hey, have you forgiven me
yet for the other night?

For which part?

Attacking me in the hallway
or puking in the front lawn?

Both.

Let's just chalk it up to drunken stupidity

and agree that we're
both better as friends.

But, you know, don't expect me to apologize

for the sex or anything,

because I'm pretty sure you enjoyed that.

That was also drunken stupidity.

And could you be more obvious?

What?

- Are you jealous?
- No.

Okay, so you won't care

if I go over there and talk to her, right?

Knock yourself out.

Fine. I will.

And the thing is, she just
keeps giving me the runaround,

making me believe that I'm her soulmate,

when really, I'm just like

her lesbo mistress.

And I've read so many
stories about mistresses,

and they like never come out on top.

- Like ever. What I need is...
- Hello.

Go somewhere private.

...evidence that proves that she's like...

- I...
- I don't know, really cares about me.

I've got to take this.

Okay, but hurry the fuck up,

because we've got to figure this out.

Okay. Okay.

I want you to turn two
chapter 2 of "Owned."

Um... okay.

Why?

I want you to read it out loud to me.

I want to hear how my words
sound coming out of your mouth.

- Okay, but...
- Do it.

"I was wet before he even touched me,

aching for him to open me
up and to crawl inside."

"His breath was hot against my neck

as he ripped away my underwear..."

"Exposing me to the humid,
thick air around us."

"There was something primitive..."

"About the way he handled me.

"No grace, no tenderness.

"My knees weakened to his touch

"as I grinded against his fingers.

"I'd just met him

and yet my body was no longer my own."

"In an instant, I had
surrendered everything to him."

"The stranger that I'd craved for so long

touched me with the familiarity
of an eternal lover."

"And in one forceful thrust,

"that left me stumbling
to catch my footing,

"he claimed me.

"My body tensed around him
as I prayed for a release

"that might rid me from
the months of frustration

that came from obeying him and..."

I want you to finish the rest
of the book by tomorrow morning.

No problem.

But you have to promise me one thing.

Okay.

No masturbating until I say so.

What?

I'll tell you when to cum.

You're kidding.

If you think my books excite you,

imagine how intense
the real thing could be.

I know how we can get the evidence.

Dude, it's genius.

It's messed up.

Hell, Scarlet asked you to model for her.

You're just doing what she wants.

Yeah, but I don't want to do it.

She won't suspect anything.

Just get her to start talking to you.

Tell her how much you dig her artwork,

how creative and talented
she is, and then, boom,

ask her if she's leaving her husband.

Okay, this is so not subtle.

Well, then, figure out
what you're going to say,

because I booked you an
appointment on Thursday.

You're kidding me.

Nope.

Dear Ashley,

I'd like to invite you a
little deeper into my world.

How would you feel about a real-life

submissive experience
with me as your guide?

If this piques your interest,

enclosed you'll find a sealed
envelope with your first task.

Don't open it unless
you're willing to venture

down a dark and twisted
rabbit hole with me.

Here you go.

- Oh. Thank you very much.
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, no more refills for that guy.

I thought it was unlimited refills.

He's pouring it in the fucking plant.

Why would he do that?

So he can keep coming back
up here to stare at your tits.

What were you thinking
not wearing a bra today?

Go in the back, put on my flannel.

I can't.

Do it.

My boss sent me home.

But your first task was successful.

I'm totally humiliated.

The point is to push you
beyond your comfort zone.

Enjoy it.

What is this?

A present.

I'll be right back.

What the hell is wrong with you?

I didn't ask for her.

I know. It's a surprise.

Send her home.

Why? She might be fun.

Send her home.

I'm not interested.

Okay. Then what are you interested in?

Quit forcing things.

If I don't ask for it, I don't want it.

Now get her out of here.

Can someone untie me?

Now where is that shy girl who didn't
want to pose for me the other night?

She's trying to be a little bolder.

Well, there's nothing to be nervous about.

All right, so keep the robe on,

but let it drape off your
shoulder a little bit.

You should be proud of yourself
for embracing an adventurous spirit.

We've all become so scared
to take any risks anymore.

Become slaves to our own boring lives.

Lean back a little bit and
look down only with your eyes.

All of us, slaves to our jobs,

our bank accounts, our relationships.

What are you a slave to?

Probably my marriage.

Don't get me wrong. I love my husband.

He's done a lot for me professionally,

and there's a part of me that's
very protective of our marriage

because of that.

So the question becomes
do I love him for him

or do I love him because of
what he's done for my career?

The lines get blurred.

You see that picture hanging over there?

I love that photograph.

It sort of embodies the very
struggle that I'm talking about.

Who are they?

These two women I shot many years ago.

They were slaves to their marriages, too.

Their husbands were very successful.

Provided them with these
extravagant lives, but...

There was just no passion.

And then they found each other.

Their connection...

It was magical.

They came alive when they were together.

And it wasn't just the
excitement of the affair

or because they both wanted an escape.

They truly adored each other.

I've never seen a
connection quite like theirs.

Did they end up together?

No. Of course not.

They stayed with their husbands.

That's tragic.

Not every love story
ends like a romance novel.

Jules is very vulnerable, Scarlet.

I know that.

She wants the romance novel.

Well, then she's reading the wrong book.

Hey, is everything okay?

When I call, you pick
up. That's how this works.

I'm sorry. I was doing
this thing for Jules and...

You can't just disappear whenever you want.

I'm sorry. I didn't.

This is not a typical relationship, Ashley.

I know.

- And if you're not cut out for it...
- No, no, I am.

I'm still just trying
to figure everything out.

It's simple.

Just give up control.

I know. I'm trying.

You'll learn.

Are you mad at me?

No.

Okay, good.

But I will have to punish you.

What's the punishment?

You want me to what?

Spank me five times.

Why?

It's this whole new age
psychological practice

where adults benefit
from childhood punishment

as a way of changing their behaviors.

You should really read about it.

I don't need to read about it.

I'll do whatever you want.
Just give me your ass,

and tell me what happened with Scarlet.

Start talking.

Okay. So she cares about you a lot.

I know that.

But I think she's torn.

Really? How?

Spank me.

One.

She's really committed to her career.

I mean, she loves her job.

This isn't news.

But it's like her top priority,

even more than love.

She says she loves her job more than me.

No, but...

Two. Love does come at a price.

What does that mean?

I don't know. Just she...

Tell me.

Three. She doesn't want
to sacrifice her marriage

for what it's done for her career.

What it's done for her career?

Tomas has done shit for her career.

- Four.
- All he does is hang around

like a fucking leech.

Five.

Sucking every ounce of happiness from her.

- Six.
- Taking her money.

- Seven.
- Taking credit for all of her talent.

- Eight.
- As if she can't be

successful without him.

Nine. Jules, stop.

He's a lying, manipulative prick

who does everything he
can to keep her down.

I fucking hate him.

10. You were supposed to stop at five.

Sorry, but your ass is here and I'm pissed.

So did you get the picture?

Red and swollen. My favorite.

I wish that had been my hand.

Yeah, well, she went crazy
and spanked me like 10 times.

I told you only five.

Well, what was I supposed to do?

She just wouldn't stop.

Follow my instructions.

You can't disobey me, Ashley.

I'm going to have to punish you again.

Are you serious?

Yes.

Well, then you're just going
to have to do it in person.

Are you giving me orders?

Maybe.

I'm going to have to keep you
on a tight leash, aren't I?

Probably.

I'll text you my address in a bit.

9 PM. Not a minute late.

What the hell are you doing here?

Oh, I'm not leaving until we fuck.

You can't show up at my house like this.

You never had a problem with it before.

Well, yeah, I'm drawing the line now.

Well, that's no fun.

Where'd you park the car?

In the garage.

What's wrong with you?

I don't want you here.

Well, too bad.

Very funny. Very funny.

Where's the key?

Where's the fucking key, Dillon?

Inside of me.

You are unbelievable!

You love it.

Uncuff me.

You know where the key is.

Uncuff yourself.

I mean it now.

God dammit, Dillon.

If you hate this so much,

why is your dick getting hard?

Spread your legs.

Yes, sir.

There.

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When I get back,

you won't be able to sit for a week.

Oh, I must be in trouble.

Hello.

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Hi.

Hi.

The blindfold stays on the entire time.

But I want to see your face.

This is your punishment, remember?

Well, when do I get a reward?

When you start doing exactly as I say.

Not a word out of your mouth

no matter how good any
of this feels, understand?

Shh.

Okay, let it out.

Hi.

Hi.

That might have been...

have been my most favorite punishment yet.

Well, I went a little easy on you
given you haven't done this before.

Hmm.

What?

I'm just waiting for you to
tell me what to do next, master.

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