All language subtitles for Creamerie.S02E05.720p.WEB.h264-EDITH_track3_[eng]

(slow ominous music)
(crowd chattering)

(slow ominous music)
(crowd chattering)

- Move, move.

- Bobby, no.
- Back off.

(slow ominous music)
(crowd chattering)

Back up or she gets hurt.

I mean it.
(crowd screaming)

Or I'll do it.

Look at you all.

You really think that I killed
her?

You think I shot her?

I killed the Prime Minister?
(crowd gasping)

(Bobby yelling)

(cameras flashing)

(crowd chattering)
(cameras flashing)

(door rattling)

- It had to have been an
accident.

Shouldn't we go back and let
them know

that it was an accident?
- Pip, I swear to God,

if you don't start
running down these stairs

I will come up there and
throw you down myself.

This was not an accident.

- What?

You think Bobby shot her on
purpose?

- Of course he didn't.

(door rattling)

- Okay, okay I'm coming.

You know, it's actually best
practise

to put the slowest person in the
front.

(upbeat suspenseful background
music)

(Bobby grunting)

- Bobby.

Oh shit, we need a car.

- Yeah, an armoured car.
- Look, bikes.

- Bikes.

(suspenseful background music)

- What no, hey.

- You take that one.

- Why do I have to take
the big unwieldy one?

- You snooze you lose.

- Hurry up, Pip.

- I need to adjust the seat
down.

There's usually a quick release.

- [Alex] Ah just ride
the fucking bike, Pip.

- This is huge.

- [Alex] So long, Freaks.

(upbeat background music)

(suspenseful background music)

- [Michelle] Bobby, get in Pip's
bike.

- Bobby.

- Piss off.

- Bobby, you've got to listen to
me

because right now it looks like

you may have killed the Prime
Minister

and we're the only ones who
know it was an accident.

You need to jump in my basket.

- What?

- Get in my basket.

- I'm not getting in that
basket.

- Do it.
- No.

(teargas exploding)

- Hey stop, come back here.

(Pip coughing)

- Get in my basket if you want
to live.

(whimsical background music)

- We should swap.
- What?

- I should be cycling and
you should be in the basket.

- Really, sexism right now?

- It's not sexism if I'm better
at it.

- [Alex] Hurry up, Pip.

- I'm carrying double
to triple the weight,

I'm peddling as hard as I can.

- Oh my God, oh my God.

Holy shit.

- Go, go, go, go.

(sirens blaring)

- Shit.

- Only way is down guys,

see you in hell.

- No, no, no.

- Brake.
(Pip screaming)

Shit.

(melodious background orchestral
music)

- Why wouldn't you let me drive?

(Bobby and Pip gasping)

- What the hell?

- Yeah.

(suspenseful background music)

(sirens blaring)

- Come on guys.

(suspenseful background music)

(all breathing heavily)

(suspenseful background music)
(sirens blaring)

- I don't know what happened.

One minute I'm being
introduced as a national hero,

the next I'm being bloody framed

for killing the Prime Minister.

- Framed.
- Yes Pip, framed.

The gun I was holding was
ancient,

it was empty, it didn't even
work.

- Did you check?
- Yes, I checked.

What do you take me for?

- I know it wasn't you, Bobby.

Okay, I saw something weird
just before it happened.

It was so many camera flashes,

but I think I saw,

I think I saw Doc Garvey.

- What, where?

- Outside the press
gallery talking to Carla.

- The fuck?

- That doesn't even make sense.

Doc Garvey with Carla would
mean-

- Carla is with Wellness.

- [Pip] Which would mean-

- Wellness killed the Prime
Minister.

(Bobby yelling)

I'm fine.

- Okay, can we just
circle back for a minute?

- Circle back?

- There's got to be some
kind of rational explanation

for all of this.

- Pip, the only rational
explanation

is that the government is a
puppet show

and Wellness is pulling the
strings.

Nice one, I'll bring you
a mini-me to spy on us.

- Michelle is not a spy.

- Seriously, you're gonna defend
her

after she show ponied her way on
stage?

Oh, she seriously sucked you in

with that fan girl shit, didn't
she?

- Well maybe she did

because unlike my supposed
friends

who resort to argumentum ad
hominem-

- And here comes the fucking
Latin.

- Michelle was actually
supportive.

- Bobby.

- Well, I'm glad you felt
supported

while you were selling us out to
enemy.

- Bobby.
(bike engine revving)

- Relax, there's no gas in it.

- Where the hell did you come
from?

- Oh, I just got here.

See, this is my workshop

so I come and go as I please.

Where the hell did you come
from?

- Out of town.

- Is that right?

Take a seat.

- It's okay, we're quite happy
standing.

Okay just.

(ominous background music)

- Ladies.

- Thanks.
- Thanks.

- Cheers.

So, you in some kind of trouble
are you?

- No.

- On the run from the cops?

- We just need a lay low for the
night

- Probably wise.

It's not safe out there,

not after what happened
to the Prime Minister.

Cops on every corner,

vigilantes looking to cash in
that bounty.

- There's a bounty?
- Oh yeah, man.

10,000 big ones.

It's pretty fucking stingy if
you ask me

considering how much
sperm's worth these days.

I mean, think about how
much you could produce.

Fuck, even just once a
day if he died at 60.

That's what an average of three
mills a load by 30 by 365.

Wait, we're talking 30 litres.

Who's your friend?

- She's our accountant.

- Doesn't like to talk much.

- Yeah, she also has really bad
facial dermatitis and eczema

so she's quite self-conscious
about it.

But you know, we just need
her around for business

all the time.

- Accountant hey?

What are her rates? I
need a new accountant.

Shit, are those medals?

- Oh no, they're her
grandfather's.

You know, so just sentimental
value.

- There's a big market for
medals.

Big prices too if you
find the right buyer.

Tell you what,

if you are willing to part with
those

I can take you to a place
where the cops can't touch you.

- What sort of a place?

- A place for people who
don't want to be found.

(suspenseful background music)

- Hey.

- What is this place?

- These passageways were
built during the war,

now they are a bolt hold

for anyone who doesn't
love the Wellness shit show

taking over the country above
us.

Misfits, outcast, princesses.

Then you got your run on
the mill petty thieves,

con artists, black marketeers,

probably the odd murderer
from time to time.

- Is that coffee?

- Oh yeah, you can get
a lot of shit down here

that you can't get up top.

This lot don't believe the
pandemic even happened.

- We got a protest, 2 o'clock on
Sunday.

- Oi girls leave them, they with
me.

Fucking conspiracy theorists.

- What about you?

What is it that you do?

- Merchant sea captain.

I ship precious cargo in and out
of ports

all over the world.
- You're a smuggler.

- I prefer maritime logistics.

Come on.

Welcome to the bunker.

She used to be a gunnery,

now she's home to every
shady fuck in town.

Isn't that right, Greta?

(upbeat background music)

Come on, keep moving.

It's not a zoo, mate,

don't need to stare.

(upbeat background music)

Alright, keep your heads down

and don't talk to anyone.

This man hunt's turned everyone
into wannabe bounty hunters.

All right.

Meet you back here at half past.

- Where are you going?

- To get the best price
I can for these medals,

I reckon.

(upbeat background music)

- Just lay low,

don't talk to anyone,

don't make any eye contact.

I don't wanna have to get into a
fight-

- Move.
- Alex.

- Let's go and buy some military
shit.

- Alex.

She's so predictable.

- Actually, I need to
check something out too.

- What?

(upbeat background music)

Jaime wait.

(upbeat background music)

This it?

About this?

Shit.

What does a military map even
look like?

- Like a normal map.

- Shut up.

(upbeat background music)

- I thought they burnt all of
these.

(upbeat background music)

Those transfusion sets have
a high quality filter mesh,

you won't get any clogs.

- Oh, great.

- We used to use 'em in
the ambulance all the time,

really reliable.

- You're a doctor?

- Nah, eight years as a
paramedic.

- Wow.

- We should go, this place
is like a garage sale

for the violent and depraved.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- Okay, just you're short
breath like you've been running.

- No, let's go.

- Thanks.

(upbeat background music)
(papers rustling)

- What?

- Is this it?

Okay.

(suspenseful background music)

There's nothing there.

Are you sure this is the right
map?

- Yes.

(suspenseful background music)

- We need to find a boat.
- What?

- Mum wrote encrypted
coordinates in her notebook.

See, this is where she wants us
to go.

- I can't see anything.
- Yeah, neither can I.

- This map isn't detailed
enough.

This is the place.

There's something there.

- Do you have any idea what?

- No.

- Okay look Alex, I'm trying
to think laterally here,

but at the moment it's a pretty
big risk.

- Mum was onto something, okay.

I know she was.

Maybe it wasn't a cure,

maybe all her notes,

the baby teeth stuff.

Maybe she found the hack,

a way to continue our species

despite the virus being in our
systems.

- Is that even possible?
- I don't know.

But this,

this is where we are gonna find
out.

- No, I'm not leaving until
Lane pays for what she did.

- Shit, you're a punctual lot,
aren't you?

- You're a sea captain, right?

- Yes, ma'am.

- You got a boat?

- Oh yeah.

I have a very big boat.

- How much money to take us
here?

- Oh no, I don't take
passengers, sweetheart.

And even if I did, you couldn't
afford it

because these things aren't
worth shit.

- [Radio] Let's go live
to that announcement.

Today our country lost
an inspirational leader.

Her life's work can and must
continue.

After careful consideration,

we have selected a new
interim Prime Minister

with a proven track record
for uniting the people.

Please welcome your new leader,

Lane from the Hiro Valley
District.

(crowd clapping)

- Good evening everyone.

I want everyone to
understand that I, like you,

am still reeling at the reckless
violence

we have witnessed today.

I assure you this government
will not rest

until these fugitives have
been brought to justice.

To that end, I am raising
the bounty tenfold.

100,000 credits in gold volume

to anyone who provides
information
that leads to an arrest.

Today is the start of a new era.

The opportunity to build a
future

based on the tenants of Wellness

and the power of nature to
restore.

I feel that power working in me
now

Growing, kicking.

For years, we at Wellness have
dared to dream the impossible

that young girls and young boys

might grow up together
again, side by side,

and now our dreams are manifest

for this child growing
and kicking inside me now

is a beautiful, healthy boy.

(crowd gasping and clapping)

- Fuck me.

I mean, your Prime Minister
sounds like a fucking nightmare.

Good news is for a
hundred thousand credits

of gold bullions,

I'll take you girls
anywhere you bloody like.

Just hand over the fella in the
helmet

and we'll be on our way.

- No, no deal, we'll be leaving
now.

- Is that right?

What do you reckon folks?

Are they leaving?

- Okay, okay, okay, wait, wait,
wait,

I've got a counter offer.

- [Michelle] What?

- What could you possibly have
to offer me

that's worth more than a 100K

and 30 litres of white gold?

(upbeat background music)

I'm listening.

I'm giving you 12 hours
to come up with the goods.

You get it done

and you've won yourself a
one-way voyage outta here.

(upbeat background music)

You fail, and I'm taking helmet
head here to the authority

so I can claim that bounty.

(upbeat background music)

Am I clear?

I said, am I clear?

- Crystal.

(upbeat background music)

- Let me have a go.

(door crashing)

(upbeat background music)

(gentle piano background music)

- Let's go.

(gentle piano background music)

Shit.

- Where is all of it?
- I think this is it.

- That's the entire national
sperm supply.

- Hey, sound the alarm.

(alarm blaring)
(upbeat background music)

- Hey everybody.

- We can explain.

- Alex.
- What?

- If you're gonna use the
bathroom

at least give us a warning.

- The bathroom?
- You know what I mean.

- Of course I do.

It's just down the hall next
to the lounge, isn't it?

- Can you two stop it?

You look that way, you finish
your pee.

- What?

You are unbelievable,

what are you doing we've only
got one.

- Oh stop.

- [Alex] What the hell?

- Pip.

Pip, you're not like divvying
up the toilet paper, are you?

- Yes, yes I am.

- Okay, don't you think
maybe it's just a little bit-

- What childish?

Yes, completely unnecessary
between mature adults.

Absolutely.

But unfortunately Alex here

is deciding to behave
like a three year old

so there's very little option

but to stoop to her childish
levels.

- Oh I'm childish?

- Yes.

And maybe next time you could
think about

pulling up your pants before
starting an argument with me.

- Make me.

- What?

- I said make me.

- I'm not gonna make
you pull up your pants,

pull them up yourself.

Pull them up.

- Nah.

- Pull up your pants, Alex.
- No.

- I said pull up your pants.

- I said make me.
- Stop it.

(all yelling)

- Stop being such a
negative force in my life.

You're so annoying.

- Stop, stop.

(girls screaming)

- Hey, what are you?

Don't touch her, don't touch
her.

You get away from that one

she's to be released
immediately.

- No, I'm not going anywhere
without them.

- That's fine.

- They are traitors of the state

and we're under the strict
orders

to keep them in the high treason
cell.

- I don't care what your
previous orders were.

This changes everything
we thought we knew.

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continues)

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continues)

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continues)