All language subtitles for MILLENNIUM - S01 E19 - Powers, Principalities, Thrones and Dominions (576p - DVDRip)

By Uriel... and by Raziel.

Powers, principalities,
thrones and dominions.

I bind and command you - stand.

I, Samiel,

bound by His will,
command you - depart.

(screaming)

Die, you son of a bitch.

(Peter) There's a
summoner's circle on the floor.

The body is on an altar.
Blood drained into a chalice.

Ceremonial candles,
signs of Lucifer on the wall.

Inverted crosses.

There's a grimoire.

There's not much
that isn't here, Frank.

You've experienced these
kind of situations before.

Some, yeah.

Not like you've had.

This isn't the type
I've seen before.

If you're asking, Peter, I'm not
ready to come back to work yet.

I can handle this myself. If I get in
trouble, I'll give you a call. Take care.

OK.

Was the victim the only
occupant of the residence?

Yes, sir. He lived here by himself. He
was a deacon at the First Emanuel Church.

Active in Promise Keepers.

There's no way he would have
been involved in anything like this.

No way.

- Did anybody see that?
- See what?

The kid out here on
the ledge, looking in.

. Hey- . Hey-

- Peter asked for your help, didn't he?
- Yeah.

But he doesn't need it.

- You knew it was coming.
- I'm not ready. Not yet.

You knew it was just a question.

Something you've
been asking yourself.

"Question"?

Of when.

You can't deny
who you are, Frank.

To yourself or to me.

I've lost my concentration.

- After Bob...
- You have to come to terms.

You know...

I forget sometimes. I
think I'll give him a call.

Then I remember.

Bob's dead.

Murdered here, in our house.

You have to go back to work.

I don't see any
other choice for you.

If we let things go on this
way, it's only a matter of time.

Until what?

Until something gives.

Daddy!

In here, honey.

Are you staying home from
work today again, Daddy?

(Frank) What do you
have to say about it?

I don't know. Are you?

No.

But I won't be far away.

- And I'll come home for dinner, OK?
- OK.

Mr Black.

We're not, uh... how should I say,
accustomed to this style of homicide.

Our perpetrator
eviscerated his victim,

gutted him and stowed
his organs in clay pots.

- Lungs, heart and brain in separate pots.
- Yes.

They're called Canopic jars.

Used by ancient Egyptian embalmers
to store and preserve organs.

All this filth came
from the kill site.

Eddy, the victim, ran the
lighting store on Bayne's Street.

The way he was killed, the
rumours, people are upset.

I think we need to
move very quickly on this.

Yes, I understand.

The public need guidelines on how to
protect themselves and their families.

I'd say as little as
possible for now.

OK.

After you see the
remains, perhaps you could

give me some
guidance. I'd appreciate it.

You do understand?

Mr Watts.

I'm confident the cause of death
was the knife wound to the neck.

With the carotid artery severed, the victim
would lose consciousness very quickly.

Death would follow from
the massive haemorrhaging.

That fits with the
preparation of the organs.

The Egyptians preserved their
distinguished dead in similar fashion.

With mineralised
salts, other compounds.

These things are of
professional interest to you?

I've studied their techniques.

Phil's been county coroner
now for the last five years.

I'm not a doctor, understand.

I'm in mortuary science.

Anyway-

- Did Eddy know what was happening?
- (Phil) Possible.

The brain can live for a
few minutes without oxygen.

Excuse me. I have
to go to the rest room.

May be too soon, Peter.

I pushed you.

Should I find somebody to
drive you back to the city?

No, I'm gonna take
a walk, collect myself.

Frank, there's something
I need your head on.

Something I saw after
we got off the phone.

What?

I saw a kid looking into the
second-store y window of the crime scene.

No ladder.

No trace of him.

- That was strange to me.
- But there's something else.

Yeah.

Spectators at the crime scene.

That's the guy I saw.

You always hope for a break.

That maybe the killer returned
to the scene. For his thrills.

But you don't
think so this time.

I don't feel I should
even try to comment.

My clarity on this is
not what I'd hoped.

(children playing)

Mr Black.

I need to tell the people something, or
you've got to give me a good reason not to.

This man hasn't killed
before, or not often.

He'll be excited,
high on his success.

He'll want to enjoy the
sensation that he's caused.

It's unlikely he'll
kill again soon.

Soon? How long is soon?
One week? One month?

(man) Chief.

A homicide. Baby-sitter in
Para: Verdun playground.

Some guy cut her
throat in broad daylight.

(chief I Did we get him?

He's in custody. Miller and
Trautman are bringing him in now.

I guess my question's
been answered.

We've got witnesses. We've got the
murder weapon. We got you, Martin.

- I want a lawyer.
- He's coming.

Did you use the same knife on
Eddy Pressman you used on the girl?

We got our guy. There's no reason for
you to stay around if you'd rather leave.

I think that would be better.

Anybody can be wrong, Mr Black.

Guy left prints all over Pressman's
house. The important thing is accomplished.

We got him. Thank you.

Ask him about the
man at the window.

I will.

I'm Al Pepper.
Counsel for the accused.

- Frank Black.
- I'll see you when you get back.

- How'd everything go today?
- Strange.

I shouldn't have gone back.
I'm wondering why I did.

You said they had a suspect. They
arrested somebody for the crime.

You don't have to
go back, do you?

No.

But you're going back anyway.

This case, I have a
feeling it involves me in

some way. Some way
I'm not clear about yet.

You gonna be able to sleep?

I'll be up in a bit.

The Greek word phaestos, on
the open page of the grimoire.

- (Peter) Do you know it?
- No, but it's not meaningless.

It may have been to the killer,
but it's significant apart from him.

- I'm not sure I understand.
- It's a signature.

Whose? The killer's?

Unlikely.

The ritual elements at
the murder scene were

drawn from a variety
of mystic traditions.

Stage-dressing.

The work of a schizoid fantasist.
Lacking any spiritual seriousness.

Who wrote it?

Someone who states his presence
nearby. It's intended as a message.

- To whom?
- To me, I think.

You wanna run that by me,
Frank? Before I run it by him.

I'm not so sure you
have the right guy, Peter.

It's pretty well checked out. I was just
about to go home. Want me to hold off?

- Would you mind?
- I'm here as long as you need me.

What are you doing here, Mike?

Got a call. Heard you
could use some help.

- From whom?
- Frank.

- Frank?
- He said he'd meet us here in the morning.

He told me the case would
take an unexpected turn.

(door opens)

- Is it Bob?
- He was trying to say something.

Seemed so real.

- (whispers) So real.
- An unconscious influence to be expected.

You're gonna filter everything
through your emotions for a while.

This was different. I felt it yesterday
when we were interviewing the suspect.

You felt Bletcher?

It's as if he knew him.

He knew something about him.

Unless I'm losing my ability.

Is that what you think?

I think I've lost
my trust in it.

(children playing)

- Frank.
- Hey, Mike.

You didn't call me, did you?

- Call you?
- Somebody's been impersonating you, Frank.

Asked Mike to meet us out
here, said the case was turning.

- Strange thing is it's true.
- What do you mean?

The two motorists
who saw Martin kill the

nurse failed to identify
him in the line-up.

- They were sure they could.
- What about physical evidence?

Martin's bloodstained
jacket was sent to the

lab. They couldn't find
any blood stains on it.

We've established
that the same knife

that was used in the satanic killing of
Pressman was used on the baby-sitter here.

Martin did the killings?

Every piece of evidence
linking him with either killing

is lost, tainted or
otherwise compromised.

Including his
fingerprints on the knife,

which was wiped clean after it
was admitted to the property room.

- Why?
- Most people would be asking how.

You said this involved
you. What did you mean?

There may be a link between Bob
Bletcher's murder and these killings.

You think Martin
killed Bletcher?

What do we know
about Martin's attorney?

Not much yet. But he's
been asking to see you.

Aliester Pepper.
Representing the accused.

- Just call me Al, Mr Black.
- Aliester.

The name carries some
notoriety in certain circles.

Please.

I find the association
distasteful. I go by AI.

I see.

I was hoping to talk to you
earlier, but you were unavailable.

In the interim, things have
changed. I'm not privy to all the details,

but there have been
certain evidentiary problems

concerning both of my
client's pending matters.

I won't discuss it.

I am confident that I can
defend my client, Mr Black.

Almost certainly
see him set free.

I am also very aware
that it is very likely

he committed the crimes
of which he's accused.

- Yes.
- It might better serve him

to concede a degree
of guilt in these matters,

accept his sentence
and serve his time.

Why?

In an institutional
setting, Mr Martin

might avail himself of
therapeutic services.

He might be rehabilitated.

I can't bargain on the
court's behalf, or anyone's.

Except your own, Mr Black.

I have a very successful law
firm. I'm looking to expand.

I need an investigator.
Someone with your abilities.

You remind me of someone.
Have we met before?

I seem to be blessed
with a familiar face.

Oh.

I am offering you a partnership.

Name your salary, name your hours,
design your own benefits package.

Not interested.

I know that you are unhappy in
your current circumstances, Mr Black.

That would all change.

You and your loved
ones would be safe.

Well out of harm's way.

I can't make the legal
advice I give to Martin

contingent upon your
accepting my offer.

Unethical.

But you think about it.

I know you'll have many questions. I will
be happy to answer all of them. Any time.

Why?

Except that one.

Did Martin's lawyer have access to
the evidence? Could he have seen this?

(Peter) No, I don't
see how he could have.

You've asked the
court to deny bond.

Your Honour, Mr Martin is charged in
connection with crimes of extreme ferocity.

He constitutes a continuing
menace to society.

I hope to provide the court with compelling
evidence supporting the state's opinion.

(iudge) Until you do, Mr Fisher, Defendant
Martin's prior petty-criminal convictions

suggest he's more likely to present society
with an inconvenience than a hazard.

Mr Martin...

you've stolen a large
number of car batteries.

Sorry.

Before I set bail, do you have anything to
say that would bear on the amount of bail?

My client has instructed me he
is not seeking bail at this time,

preferring to await his
vindication and release.

Can I confess
something, Your Honour?

Mr Pepper?

We should discuss
any statement you make.

I cut a detective's
neck in Seattle.

I left him hanging
on a basement wall.

Bletcher.

Bob Hatchet was his name.

I don't know why, but
it's been bothering me.

Martin's attorney has agreed
to his being moved to Seattle.

The victim was ritualistically slaughtered
to get the Millennium Group involved.

The kid's a punk. What you're suggesting
is beyond his intelligence or competence.

Someone turned his
limited wit to their purpose.

- He's being controlled.
- Who do you mean?

Martin's lawyer. He knew I
was coming back, he said so.

The evidence
disappearing made sure of it.

This guy Pepper?

Why are you here? Who called
you, Mike? This kid Martin?

No. Don't think so.

- I think you should be leaving soon.
- Why's that?

I think there's a process going
on which could be dangerous.

I'm staying, Frank. There
isn't even a discussion.

Will you find out everything
you can about Pepper?

Sure. What are your plans?

Spend some time with Martin,
get a feel for him. He likes to talk.

Thanks for coming.

I wanted to see the son of
a bitch, look him in the eyes.

All we have is a confession.
We have to prove it.

Martin's on his
way from holding.

This him? This little snotball?

I'll be riding back to the city
with you and the prisoner.

(Giebelhouse) Looks like we
have a welcoming committee.

- Come on, folks, move it.
- Lieutenant, let me out.

- Mr Black.
- You gonna give us an indictment?

He was in town during
the time period. Got

a bus ticket, driver
saw him get on and off.

We'll get an indictment
off of his confession.

There's no evidence
linking him to Bletcher.

He may recant his confession.
His attorney may argue

that the manner in which he
confessed is proof of unreliability.

Detective Giebelhouse says
he's sure this guy killed Bletcher.

- He says you're sure of it, too.
- I'm not so sure.

What?

(Pepper) That is the
picture, Mrs Black.

I know you want to do some checking,
and of course you'll want to talk to Frank,

- but how does it sound?
- Catherine.

Frank. I'm so glad you're home.

- Hi, Daddy.
- Hi. How's my girl?

Hello, Frank.

I hope you don't mind, Frank.

I was in the neighbourhood and dropped
by on the chance that you might be in.

- I met your lovely wife.
- Mr Pepper said you were working together.

Go upstairs. There's
something we want to discuss.

- Oh, Daddy, do I have to?
- Yes, we're just talking boring business.

Come on. I'll give
you your bath.

Good night, Mrs
Black. A pleasure.

What a lovely, lovely family.
Frank, you must be very happy.

Don't ever come to my house.

Stay away from my family.

I'm sorry, Frank, I, uh...

I meant no of fence.

I'll leave at once.

I would never have
come if I had any idea that

this would upset you.
That's the last thing...

(man laughs)

Martin.

You'll be a free man.

Take the midnight special
outta this wicked place soon.

See that big light coming?

Hear the steel
wheels on the rails?

(laughs) Yes. You, free, Martin.

- Get it open, for God's sake.
- I'm trying.

The keyhole's plugged.
I can't get the key in.

Martin.

- Listen to me, Martin.
- Can you speak up?

I can't hear you, man.

Has anyone determined
who passed him the blade?

He was clean into the cell
block. That's our information.

From another prisoner
is what I'm hearing.

The presence of the blade has produced
conclusions about the cause of death.

But Mr Martin didn't die
from self-inflicted injuries.

- He sure as hell bled from them.
- What did he die of?

He missed the carotid
artery in the neck, and

the wounds are nothing
more than scratches.

You see this dark area
here, in the midbrain?

That indicates a
massive haemorrhage.

The kid tried to ice
himself, but screwed it up.

He died of an aneurysm.
Of natural causes.

- That's what you'll put in your report.
- You disagree?

What killed this man
was anything but natural.

Frank. I wasn't expecting you,
but I'm glad you stopped by.

Would you like to see the
offices I've set aside for you?

- I've just seen your show of good faith.
- Really?

Your client's dead.
But you know that.

Yeah. The Department
notified me last night.

What I wanna know
is how you did it.

Fortuitous and timely, hm'?

Our minor conflict of
interest has been resolved.

I don't think so.

As I've said to you before, you
needn't make up your mind now.

My offer remains
open for as long...

as is necessary.

- You've come to me before.
- So you've said.

You killed that kid, and
I'm gonna connect you to it.

Frank.

You understand... that life for
you and your wonderful family

can only become more
difficult, more dangerous.

- Don't threaten me.
- Join me.

I can wait, Frank. Your situation
may not allow you that luxury.

Hey, Mike.

- Where are you?
- On my way home.

- Heard from Watts?
- No.

He called me an hour ago. Said he
was gonna meet me here, with you.

- Where are you?
- At my hotel.

- I've got something you both should see.
- I'm on my way.

- Frank.
- Peter.

- He's not here.
- He just called me.

- He called you?
- Told me to meet him here. Sounded urgent.

- Who called me? I thought you did.
- No.

Mike. Mike.

- Go after him. Go after him.
- Do what you can for him.

Hang on, Mike.

By Uriel... and by Raziel.

Powers, principalities,
thrones and dominions.

I bind and command you - stand.

I, Samiel,

bound by His will,
command you - depart.

(screaming)

Die, you son of a bitch.

(sirens)

(Peter) Mike had been
doing some background work.

He spoke about it briefly. Said he'd found
out some things about the attorney Pepper.

I asked him to do that.

Before he passed, he said he
didn't want you blaming yourself.

That you told him to go
home, that he was in danger.

I did.

I read what he put together
on Pepper, if now's any time.

Pepper had a successful practice in this
city, mostly conveyancing, real-estate law.

Six months ago, he
had a heart attack.

He was technically dead
for a brief period of time.

Medical team revived
him, and after his recovery,

he changed the
focus of his legal work.

Martin was his first
serious criminal client.

(knock at door)

We've got a confession.
Nothing as to motive.

The kid admits to
killing Pepper, but claims

no part in the death of
your associate Atkins.

I'm sorry.

We're done with him for now. Want some
time with him before he's locked down?

You didn't shoot
Pepper, did you?

I didn't see it that way.

You have a unique perspective.

All along, my question
has never been "How?"

Or "Who?"

But "Why?"

Why did you act?
Why stop Pepper?

His own actions
made it possible.

The murders? The
baby-sitter? Mike Atkins?

No.

His future actions.

- He would not have stopped with Atkins.
- My family?

You must understand,
you were not saved.

He was not prevented
from doing harm... to anyone.

He suffered the
consequence of his own error.

Any benefit to you, to
your family, was incidental.

What you did had
nothing to do with me.

No.

There's not that kind of action.

I know you grieve deeply
at the loss of your friends.

Yes.

We weep for ourselves.

Don't worry about me.

What happens here
can only pain me.

Not harm me.

Goodbye, Frank.

I would like to talk to you
again sometime. Another time.

I'm sorry.

You have no idea how
painful it is for me to be here.

Who is he?

I don't know. Maybe he's part of something
all of us are otherwise unaware of.

Mike said something like
that. It made no sense to me.

He said something else. He said:

"Love your family
as much as you can,

and be prepared for the possibility
that it may not be enough."

- Peter.
- Hi.

Frank.

- It has to be enough.
- What?

Nothing. I wanna take you home.

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