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[dramatic music playing]

WHEN NO ONE SEES US

CHAPTER 5 SGT. ANDREW TAYLOR

[gunshot]

[ominous music playing]

[crow cawing]

[wind blowing]

[panting]

[rooster crows]

[spits]

[Ethan] Boy!

I know you're in here.

Huh?

There you are.

Come here.

Come here! Come here!

You brought this on yourself.

-[grunts] -[Taylor yells]

[Ethan] Shut up!

-[Taylor yells] -Shut up!

[Taylor] No, no, no! Please!

[Taylor groaning and yelling]

-Daddy, please! [whimpers] -[yells]

Eat your food, boy.

[tense music playing]

Eat it!

You like it?

Because you are gonna eat every fucking bit.

Do you have any idea how hard your father has to work to put food on the table?

Fucking shit.

Show me your ways, Lord.

Teach me your paths.

Guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God, my savior. Amen.

-[dishes clatter] -[Ethan yelling indistinctly]

[Ethan wailing]

-[objects thudding] -[Ethan yelling]

[Ethan screams]

[Ethan] You son of a bitch!

It was you!

-[Ethan yells] -[thuds]

[tense music continues]

[Ethan snoring]

[music turns ominous]

-What do you think you'll do with that? -Drink.

[laughing]

Fuck you.

Goddamn it!

[tense music playing]

Drink.

Finish it.

[gasps]

[groaning]

[Ethan yelling]

[screaming]

[siren wailing]

DECEMBER 2023

[teakettle whistling]

[wind blowing]

Going home for the holidays, Sergeant Taylor?

Staying here.

I don't blame you. Family can be hell sometimes.

[ominous music playing]

-[dog whines, then barks] -[Taylor] Whose locker is this?

[man] Mine, sir. Nothing inside but clothes.

[Taylor] Open it.

[locker opens]

-[objects rustling] -[dog whines]

-[Taylor] You know what this is? -That's not mine, sir.

Don't even smoke.

I know.

-[dog barks] -Good girl.

-Don't worry. -[Taquilla] Thank you, sir.

[computers beeping]

The AES-256 doesn't structure the data sequentially.

It organizes it in matrix blocks of 128 bits

with four rows and four columns.

Understood?

You substitute the bytes in the whole block

to produce an alternative value, and then...

you move the data from the matrix like this.

-See? -Yes, Sir.

[gentle music playing over speakers]

[door creaks]

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

You're, uh, Sergeant Taylor, right?

Military police.

[Taylor] Hm.

Sergeant Miles Johnson.

I, um, hear you're a war hero.

[Taylor scoffs]

That you saved a bunch of kids during a Taliban attack on a village.

-Where did you hear that? -Another G.I. told me.

You see, I was posted in Bagram for a few months.

It's true, ain't it?

-Eh, there's a lot of stories out there. -[laughs]

Lot of stories, right.

Well, um, if you'll let me, I would love to get you a beer.

I don't drink.

Well, you can have something else, right?

'Tis the season and all. [chuckles]

Come on, what do you say?

["I'll Be Home For Christmas" playing over speakers]

Õ I'll be home for Christmas Õ

Õ You can plan on me Õ

Õ Please have snow Õ

Õ And mistletoe Õ

Õ And presents Õ

Õ On the tree Õ

Õ Christmas Eve will find me... Õ

You know, I knew we'd end up playing together the first time I saw you.

-Well, when was that? -In the gym.

That stunt with the dog.

Boy, you really scared the shit out of those idiots.

That's just a routine training exercise.

This whole base is like a fucking kids' playground, man.

You know, it's impossible to make any kind of connection with these people.

They really take exception to anyone who stands out from the rest.

Who's different than them.

-Like me and you. -No.

Yeah, you and me, we're not the same. You can trust me.

[laughs]

Okay, well, sorry, but we are.

And, hey, that's great. That's great.

That is why I am giving you my full attention tonight.

And maybe, um...

Maybe you should be doing the same.

[ominous music playing]

[alert blaring]

[man speaking indistinctly over PA]

[pensive music playing]

[message chimes]

[message chimes]

[students yell]

[students chattering indistinctly]

Okami?

Yeah. Yeah.

Sorry, I wasn't expecting you until later.

Oh. I can come back.

No, no, no.

-Please. No, no, no. Please, come in. -Okay.

-Welcome. -Thank you.

So you're into Catholic art?

Oh, my family was. Yeah, especially my mother.

This one is by Martín Nieto.

-Very beautiful. -Thank you.

You should see the whole collection. I have some amazing stuff.

So you're a Catholic?

Culturally, I guess, yeah.

Don't you believe in God?

[Antonio] I believe in all gods.

I found it in an antique shop in Aizu Wakamatsu.

-Samurai City. -Mm-hm.

It belonged to a poet in World War II.

He ended up piloting a Zero plane.

A kamikaze.

-A haijin turned tokkotai. -Mm-hm.

I'd love to read his haiku.

So did you learn all that in Okinawa?

My kendo sensei taught me.

So you studied kendo over there?

-I got to fifth dan. -Ah.

-So you're a godan? -Yeah.

[ominous music playing]

You're not how I pictured you.

And how is that?

You're from the base, right?

Sorry, I don't mean to grill you,

but let me ask you one last question, please.

Will you teach me kendo?

-No, hey. -Yeah, sorry.

-Your gaze. -Yeah, yeah. Okay.

[knocking on door]

[woman] Mr. Antonio? I don't mean bother you.

Yes, Rogelia, it's all right. One second.

Just wait here.

-Yes? -I just finished so I'm leaving.

And I left you the pisto and chickpeas in the fridge.

-Okay. -Everything's there in the refrigerator.

-All right? -Wonderful.

-Well, until Tuesday. -Go get rest, Rogelia.

-Same to you, Mr. Antonio. -See you.

-You're leaving? -Yeah.

-I think I should be going. -Sure.

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[message chimes]

[yells]

[yells]

[both yell]

[rain pattering]

[knocking]

[Johnson] Hey.

Ready to get beat again? -[scoffs]

[laughs] Hey, hey, no, no, no. It's all fine, all fine, all fine.

Set them up for us.

Hey, why don't you have a drink with me?

I'm sure it would be good for you. Loosen you up a little.

-That's not what I'm looking for. -No?

I need it, man.

Help me deal with all the shit I gotta put up with.

Did I tell you I didn't get picked up by the NSA

because of my psychological profile?

[laughs] Can you fucking believe that? Do I look like some kind of wacko to you?

-I've seen worst cases. -I got an IQ of 135.

I passed all the technical tests with flying colors,

but I got no girlfriend.

I got no...

No family.

Fuck, man. I don't even got a cat.

And so fucking what? Does that make me...?

Does that make me dangerous or something?

I'll tell you something else.

When it comes down to it, when the dirty work's gotta be done...

it's people like me they call.

Like that son of a bitch Hoopen does.

Oh, man, if you only knew.

And this is just like a secondary facility.

You should see what goes on in some of those other bases, man.

I should rat on them.

Burn it all fucking down.

Do you wanna play a game of chess or no?

[Taylor] I'm sure you make a good teacher.

Anybody can teach technique,

but very, very few have the ability to share passion.

-Right. -Pass it along.

So I just try to give them certain values.

You have more power than you think.

Yeah.

For you.

Uh... If I accept, I have to reciprocate.

-I don't-- -Nonsense. No.

You accept it.

And if you wanna do something for me, you do it for my students.

I'm not very good with kids.

[doorbell chimes]

Will you excuse me for a second?

-Why are you here, Samuel? -[Samuel] Why else? To see you.

It's not a good time.

Wait, weren't you grounded?

-Until yesterday. -All right, wait for me.

-Who's that? -Just wait in the living room. Go on.

I'm very sorry, I have to...

We might have to postpone.

[footsteps clacking]

-It's enough. -No, that place is worse than jail.

Jail, you say? That's where you'll end up unless you focus.

You'll be the one who's fucked up.

I've had enough with these sermons, Antonio.

Sermons? Really? Like a priest? That's what I do?

-Yeah. -All right.

-I thought we were friends. -That's not what I meant, Antonio.

Okay, so what were you trying to say, then?

It's fine. You don't get it.

Look, I've been alone too, okay?

I know what it's like to not have anyone to explain things.

I wanna help you since I understand, got it?

-Yeah. -Good.

-I need 100 bucks, okay? -Gave you 50 already.

Yeah, but I need 100 now.

My phone broke, I need a new one.

-Not for sex work? -It's not. It's not.

In the center, they check us all the time, you know?

And I don't wanna screw up again. I swear, Antonio.

-You're ridiculous. -[laughs] Yeah, I know.

[birds chirping]

[roosters crowing]

[whistles]

[man whistles]

What? This a field trip?

So how's mom?

She went up to town.

Don't tell her you saw me.

If they call from the center?

Well, tell them I've got no signal and I went fishing.

-Fishing? -Yeah, tell them that.

Sure.

-Give me 50 bucks. -What I'll give you is a good slap.

[Antonio chuckles]

I swear that I'll pay you back.

Do you know how hard I work

for you to just come and empty out the pantry?

-Where are you going? -What you said. A field trip.

All right. Fuck off.

[motor starts, then revs]

[pensive music playing]

[Taylor] You wanna take some pictures?

Always return to the guard, okay?

Ready?

You want me to demonstrate some of the techniques?

Okay. Now.

Strike first. Men Ai.

Up and down, okay?

[yells] Okay, ready? Go.

[yells]

[Taylor] Good.

Okay, ready? Go.

-[yells] -[Taylor yells]

Very nice.

So this is it?

[Taylor sighs]

Um... so I'm going to go and turn the generator on.

-For the light. -Okay.

Samuel.

-Why are you here? -You gave me the keys

and said I can come whenever I want.

Right, but now I need you to go. I'm not alone.

Why? Are you with that guy?

Samuel, go and get your things now, all right? You have the motorcycle?

Mm-hm.

[ominous music playing]

[Antonio] My mother believed art and religion were connected.

Art as human's creation, and humans as God's creation.

She was tormented by guilt,

so she spent her life trying to buy God's forgiveness.

I... never come here. It's overwhelming.

[thunder rumbles]

-St. Michael? -Yeah.

It's a, uh, symbol of discipline if there ever was one.

Faith and reason overcoming animal instinct.

I know. [chuckles]

You like it?

Yeah. I mean, yeah, it's beautiful.

Well, it's yours.

[thunder crashes]

Ah, no, I can't accept that.

Please, I insist. It's a symbol of gratitude.

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[door creaks]

[door closes]

[sighs]

I can't leave right now. It's gonna storm soon.

[thunder rumbling]

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[thunder crashing]

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He always passes out when he drinks.

-The whole house could burn down. -Hey, don't do that.

[ominous music playing]

What do you care?

You're fooling a good man.

And you?

Who are you fooling?

You're not fooling me.

You like Antonio.

I don't like people like you.

You don't like people like me?

You like this?

Or do you like this?

[belt buckle jingling]

[thudding]

[music fades]

[ominous music playing]

[doorbell chimes]

[Johnson] Good evening, ma'am.

Um, do you think I can speak to Antonio Jiménez, please?

No, he doesn't want to see anyone. I'm sorry.

Hey, hey. Please, please, please. It's very important.

I'm looking for Andrew Taylor.

Uh, Antonio knows.

Please, ma'am. Let me talk to him.

Wait here, I'll go see. One second.

Mr. Antonio, there's a man here who wants to talk to you.

[Antonio] I don't wanna see anyone, Rogelia!

-[sobbing] -[Rogelia] What are you doing here?

Why are you inside the house? Who gave you permission to come in here?

Get out or I'm going to call the police! Get out, now!

[door slams]

[Antonio sobbing]

[wailing and sobbing]

Hey, if I don't text you back, it's for a reason.

Hey, man. Thought something had happened.

No.

You look a little rough.

[chuckles] Maybe. I didn't get much sleep.

But, um, I'd say you got even less.

Look, man. I just wanna talk.

I'm not in the mood to talk.

I just wanna be left alone.

You know, uh...

you're the second person to say that to me today.

Guess who the first was.

I don't care.

I think you do.

I don't have any milk or sugar, bud.

So Shedo's real name is Antonio Jiménez, huh?

He didn't mention you met him.

I didn't think you had much interest in him.

-Did you talk to him? -Oh, no. He didn't wanna talk.

And that's when I thought I'd come pay a visit to my old buddy Andrew

to see if he can tell me anything about this party

I seem to have missed out on last night.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm talking about the party

that started maybe, oh, I don't know, 30 miles from here?

And then it moved to a kind of motorcycle cemetery

in the middle of a quarry, then ended up on the banks of the river.

Or maybe at Antonio's house.

-You tell me, where did this party end? -Hey! Hey!

Enough.

I was here last night.

All right?

Well, uh, in that case, there's something wrong

with this trojan I installed in your phone.

[tense music playing]

With this baby...

I found out things I'd rather not know.

People who said they were in places when, uh, they weren't.

People who lied...

to my face.

It's funny, huh?

How we think we're safe from everything when no one sees us.

In fact...

that's when we're most vulnerable.

I don't like being lied to, Andrew.

And don't you ever...

ever raise your voice to me like that again.

I'm sorry, okay?

[tense music continues]

Mr. Antonio, are you feeling better?

[Antonio] Yes. Thanks a lot, Rogelia. Yes.

It's just that I have to get going.

Fine, then. Goodbye.

-But is there anything else you need? -No, really. I'm much better, thank you.

Okay. Then I'll see you Sunday.

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