All language subtitles for nos05

I didn't know who else to call.

That's OK.

I was up.

You can't sleep?

Not since Daniel.

I just can't stop thinking
about Sharon.

Out there in that field.

When the police come back to you,
stick to your story.

Bing killed Sharon.
He knows who took Haley.

I already gave them a statement.
Why would they come back?

To fill the hole in your story.

A hole the size and shape
of a magical bridge.

If you tell them
that's how you found Sharon,

or that a man with a magical car
wants to meet you...

Charlie Manx.

That's his name.

Get some sleep, Brat.
You're going to need it.

Hey!

Your coffee, madame.

Thank you.

You know, I got to tell you...

you kind of scared me
in the garage this morning.

Sorry. I'll clean it up.

You know, my first tour in Kuwait,
I was a driver.

In an armored truck convoy.

And I had been there a couple weeks,
you know, getting the hang of it.

Doing good, you know.

Feeling OK.

Things almost seeming normal,
you know?

And then...

Then the lead truck in the convoy
gets blown sky-high.

And later, I...

I recognize Ricky Gibbons' hand.

Because we got
the same tattoo one night.

Being stupid, you know?

I was your age.

- It's not the same, Dad.
- Hold on.

I never talked about it.

I just...

And it...
you know, it poisoned me.

Just keeping everything inside.

I don't want that for you.

I'm OK.

I am.

You know, if you want
to talk about...

Haley...

or, you know,
you want to talk about Sharon,

anything, Vic, I'm here for you.

It's OK to talk about stuff.

Dad...

Yeah.

I'm fine.

I am. I'm just tired.

Alright.

Jesus, Vicky.

Did you get any sleep at all?
I told you to ice that eye.

I just came to pick up my bike.

Maybe we should start to think
about a car for you. Huh?

I prefer my bike.

You're out riding it,
you always come back sick.

I won't do that anymore.

What were you doing in that field?
Were you with Craig?

What? No.

Look, Mom, can we...

Can we not do this? I just want
to get my bike and go to class.

What's the hold-up?

That death trap you bought
has got to go.

- No. I need my bike.
- Vic's a great rider.

She's a great rider? Have you seen
your daughter's eye, Chris?

- Yeah, we discussed it. She's fine.
- Oh, you discussed it?

You're a doctor now?
This is very good to know.

You and Tiffany,
you should open a practice together.

You would really clean up.

Victoria McQueen?

Yeah.

I'm Detective Tabitha Hutter.

I've been assigned
to the Sharon and Haley Smith case.

Is this a bad time?

Let's start with Sharon Smith's body.
How did you find it?

Well, I was riding home
on my dirtbike...

...when I saw these...

...all these crows
pecking around in the dirt, and...

yeah, it was her.

So, you saw some crows,
stopped on your dirtbike,

and decided to dig?

Yes.

Where were you coming from?

Bing Partridge's house.

Bing Partridge?

The custodian you allege
committed the murder?

And helped kidnap Haley, yeah.
Have you arrested him?

What were you doing at his home?

We trade comic books.
I wanted to return an issue.

You're friends
with a middle-aged custodian?

We're not friends anymore.

Did you see Bing kill Sharon
or dispose of the body?

No, but he said he made her clean.

And then after,
Bing, he just let you go?

No. I escaped.

You escaped on your dirtbike,

stumbled across some crows,
dug up Sharon Smith's body,

and assumed
Bing Partridge jumped her there?

Yes.

- I'm telling you the truth.
- Maybe.

You're just...
not telling me all of it.

OK, you need
to arrest Bing Partridge.

There's my card,
in case you remember anything else.

I was going to redo the kitchen
with these.

I'll get some turpentine.

That's not going to help.
I mean, these are ruined.

Damn.

Girl, I worked extra shifts
for months to buy this linoleum.

Well, I will pay you back.

Yeah! You're in high school.

Sorry, Tiffany.

Yeah, I'm sorry, too, Vic.
I'm sorry for what you saw--

What I saw...

was my neighbor, Sharon, murdered,
naked, with a nail in her head.

Her daughter is missing
but by all means, please,

tell me more about your linoleum.

Yeah. I didn't sign up for this.

Alright, ladies, the garage can wait.
I got grinders.

Ham, cheese, extra pickles,
coke for the Brat.

Italian works,
Diet 7Up for my baby-baby.

Oh, you know, your baby-baby
was just telling me that she...

she didn't sign up for this.

- I think she meant me.
- What? No.

No, I'm sure
that's not what she meant.

Tiff?

She should be with her mother.

Well, is that you think?
I should live with Mom?

I'm your daughter.

OK.

Bing Partridge,
I know you're in there.

I advise you open the door.

What's going on here, Bing?

Why weren't you outside
to greet me when I arrived?

Something's happened, Mr Manx.
Something bad.

Would you like to take a seat?

I'll stand.

Tell me what happened.

I hope you won't be angry.

Does it perchance have anything
to do with Vic McQueen?

I was real careful,
hiding the mother.

But Vic found her.

Did she, now?

She told the police.

They came by
and left a card in my door.

You were hiding from them?

I'm so sorry, Mr Manx.

I understand if you want to fire me.

Fire you?

For goodness sake, what kind
of monster do you take me for?

Body disposal is by far the most
difficult aspect of your job.

Thank you, sir.

Neither you nor I could have foreseen
the resourcefulness

of our intrepid Vic McQueen.

Vic says what I did
to the mother was wrong.

Then obviously she had no idea
what was going on inside that house.

You found a prophylactic
in the living area, did you not?

Where young Haley, a child of ten,
could have discovered it?

It was in the trash can.
It was used.

That wanton didn't deserve
to be called "mommy."

You saved that child's life, Bing.

There will always be those
who don't understand the work we do.

But we can't let
their permissive attitudes prevent us

from saving even one child.

Now, chin up.

You're going to the police.

You want me to turn myself in?

I don't like policemen, Mr Manx.

I find it always best
to face your problems head-on.

No more hiding.

Tell me, what is the name
of your favorite television program?

Monster Trucks.

And was Monster Trucks on last night?

- All night, every night.
- Perfection.

Now listen closely, Bing Partridge,
because what you do next

will determine
the future of our relationship.

I work for Massachusetts
Custodial and Security Services.

They send me to two places.

I did my shift at Sochempharm

and then I headed to William White
Memorial High School,

and then home.

I watched television all night long.

Monster Trucks.
It's my favorite show.

And then I got up, and I did
the same thing all over again.

Anyone who can confirm all that?

Well, both my supervisors.

And Victoria McQueen.

When did you see Victoria McQueen?

She came by yesterday
to return a comic book.

She's my friend.

That all?

Are you... more than friends?

No.

You ever wish you were?

Vic's a pretty girl.

- No.
- She's not a pretty girl?

Yeah. No. Yeah.
She is. It's just--

Just...

She's in high school.

She's 18. Age of consent.

Tell me about the youth facility.

Those records are sealed.

You weren't much younger than Vic.

Those records are sealed.

Was your crime
sexual in nature, Bing?

I work for Massachusetts
Custodial and Security Services.

They send me to two places.

I did my shift at Sochempharm,

and then I headed to William White
Memorial High School.

And then home.

I watched television all night long.

- Monster Trucks- -
- Yeah. Your favorite show.

Told you there was
something wrong with that guy.

No one ever believes me but I'm
a pretty good judge of character.

Nobody ever believes you
because you're always stoned.

That's what your mom thinks
you're doing. In the woods.

You found Sharon with that bridge,
didn't you?

I know I promised
not to use it again,

but I didn't have a choice, OK?

I said it a thousand times.
Your heart's too big, Vic.

Too big and too dumb.

Want to get out of here?

- Play hooky for once in your life?
- No.

Come on.

Craig, I have
to finish this portfolio

so I can get out of here for good.

RISD...

You should apply too.

Yeah. We both know the only reason
I took this class was to be near you.

You're the best part
about this town, Vic.

I don't know
what I'm gonna do without you.

There's a party later at Willa's
if you want to come.

Tea and Crumpets gonna be there?

I'd rather go swim at Amity Island.

Craig...

"They got city hands, Chief.

Been counting money
all their lives."

OK, you're not Captain Quint.

I bet those pricks
have never even seen Jaws.

It's a classic.

I'll see you later, nerdball.

Craig.

You're supposed to be in jail.

Murmur. Chit-chat.

Gossip. Prattle.

Everyone knows
true friends don't tattle.

We're not friends, Bing.

That lady policeman
you snitched to...

She doesn't have any evidence.

- Mr Manx says I did nothing wrong.
- Then Mr Manx is a liar.

He says, come alone.

He's a strong creative
that's been taking kids for decades.

And still nobody has found them.

I think he's taking them
to his inscape.

Maybe if we find out what that is,
your bridge can take us there.

Maybe it can't.

Last time I tried,
it took me to Bing's.

You were looking for Haley.

And she was in the Wraith.

What if your bridge
can only take you to a fixed point?

It's a bridge.
It can't take you to a moving car.

He must have left Bing's
right before I got there.

Tomorrow...

...you have to find out much
about his inscape as you can.

- I'll drive.
- No.

No way. He said come alone.

You can't take your dirtbike.

If he finds out what your knife is,
or if anything happens to it,

you'll lose access to your bridge.

OK.

While you're meeting with him,
I'll find the car and get the plate.

Something concrete
that we can take to the police.

We can do this.

My tiles told me,
"The Brat will find the Wraith."

Did they say I'd survive?

I'm sure you will.

Go home.

- Sleep.
- No, I can't sleep.

And I definitely cannot go home.

When did you graduate high school?

Why?

Drunk teenagers. Awesome.

Vic!

Oh, my God, I've been texting you.
You're all over my feed. You OK?

Yeah, I'm fine.

- Something for your troubles?
- Vic doesn't drink, so...

- Can I have another?
- Damn, bitch, finish mine.

You alkie whore!

- Who's your friend?
- I'm Maggie.

- Is this Scrabble?
- Don't touch that.

It contains
the mysteries of the universe.

Hi.

I thought you'd never make it out.

Yeah, I had to placate my fans.

Yeah, I saw that.

Are you OK?

I almost drowned in that pool
when I was a kid.

- How old were you?
- About eight.

Yeah, Willa had these...

...these two cousins visiting
for the summer.

And they were older.

Teenage boys.

Willa and I were playing
with our Barbies,

and they just grabbed me
and threw me in.

Held me underwater
by my ankles and wrists

until I thought
my lungs would explode.

I just felt like I was
between worlds or something.

Life and death.

Reality and thought.

You know, there are
some people in the world...

...whose imaginations
are so powerful,

they can pull
their private world of thought

into the physical world

by tearing the fabric
between the two.

I'm one of those people.

You know, scientists say...

time and space is infinite.

There are billions of me's
and billions of you's.

Billions of dimensions.

Whatever we can think of,
whatever we can dream...

...has already happened...

...or is happening right now
somewhere else.

So...

So you believe me?

Yeah.

I believe you.

That was my first kiss.

You are my first kiss.

Well, no.

There was that one time
with Joey Ricci, but I was five.

So that probably
doesn't really count.

Well, did I...

Did I live up to,
or fail the expectations

set out by young Joey Ricci?

You lived up to 'em.

Definitely.

Well, let's go for "surpass."

Come on.

Hi, Maggie. Bye, Maggie!

Edible?

I'm sober. But you can tell me
about Michael Jackson over there.

Drew Butler.

Hasn't stopped talking about Vic
since Labor Day.

It's so nice to see her having fun.
Her parents suck.

Then again, all parents suck,
especially mine.

They've given you this nice house
and nice clothes and an education!

- That's, like, their job.
- Yeah!

Don't tell me, you love your parents.

I'm an orphan.

How old were you
when your parents died?

They're not dead.

They disowned me.

Because I'm unholy.

Watch this.

Who is the coolest girl
at Exeter Academy?

I'll check the circuit breaker.

I'll be back with drinks.

"Beans."
That mean anything to you?

My mother called me that
when I was a baby.

It's a pretty cute nickname
from someone who sucks.

How do you know Vic?

I'm her ride.

- Oh, hey.
- Hi!

Hi. It's late. You are so drunk.

And we have a date
with Charlie Manx in eight hours.

- Damn it.
- We have to go.

I know. I know. Let's go.

Man, this place is awesome.

Take these and drink this.
You'll thank me in the morning.

You're awesome.

Get some sleep, Brat.

Waiting is the worst.

I trashed
my dad's girlfriend's garage.

It was after Sharon.

After using my bridge.

I was painting, and...

...I scared him.

The first time my mom caught me
using my Scrabble bag,

she sent me to see our pastor.

They thought something
was wrong with me.

That I was bad.

Yeah, my dad used to think
I was... the greatest,

when everyone else thought
I was a weirdo.

And... you know,
he would always take my side...

and make me feel like...

...well, like I belonged.

No matter what,
I belonged with him.

But...

I don't know.

I don't think I'll ever belong
anywhere ever again.

Your bridge brought you to me.

So maybe people like us
belong with each other.

It might not matter after tomorrow.

There's only one of him.

Two of us.

You're younger than I thought.

You're almost a child.

What have you done with Haley?

Rushing to the end
before we've finished the beginning?

Patience, Miss McQueen. You and I
have a great deal to discuss.

Please...

Sit with me.

The first time you used your bridge,
I could feel it.

An arrhythmia.

Static came over the radio.

I knew you must be
extraordinarily gifted

to be able to disrupt my Wraith.

Then came the dreams.

I never had the pleasure
of seeing your face

but I did dream other things
I knew were related to you.

A river.

A man's watch.

The bats.

You'll want to be careful
of those bats.

Our inscapes are
manifestations of our minds,

so if all the bats fly
out of your bridge...

Well, you understand the metaphor.

What does your inscape say
about your mind?

You tell me.

It has something to do
with Christmas?

So you've been dreaming of me
as well.

I've had nightmares.

You used your bridge
to find Sharon Smith.

I'll use it to find Haley.

That's not true.
You'd have done it already.

Your body is already paying a price
for using your Shorter Way.

Most strong creatives are crippled

before they ever reach
their full potential.

But I'm going to live forever.

Because I've figured out
how to refill

what my inscape takes from me.

I could teach you.

Like you taught Bing?

Mr Partridge is a...

simple man.

But my dear,
we are one in a trillion.

We?

Look at those...

...commuters.

Stacked against one another,
you'd be hard pressed to find

any differences between them.

Creative people do not belong
among them.

I doubt you belong anywhere.

A feeling I'm sure you know well.

Christmasland is my life's work.

It is a place of wonder and joy.

Your friend Haley is there,

safe and sound
with all my other children.

I've given them everything.

Except a mother.

You would be very welcome
in Christmasland, Vic McQueen.

Dare I say,
you belong there with me.

I'd rather go swimming
at Amity Island.

It means I'd rather die.

That is an option.

If you refuse my generosity

and cannot be prevailed upon
to behave yourself,

I will be forced to take measures.

Here's what I'm gonna do.

I'm going to take my bridge
to your inscape, rescue Haley,

and burn Christmasland
to the ground with you in it.

You are gifted, my joy.

And have great faith in your bridge.

But no one has ever been able
to enter Christmasland,

except via my Wraith.

I told you to come alone.

I did, asshole.

Who is Margaret Leigh?

Vic!

Vic!

Maggie!

Hey, Maggie, look at me. Hey.

Wake up. Maggie?

Maggie. Hey...

Hey, wake up, wake up.
Hey, look at me.

Sorry to bother you. Do you mind
if we go somewhere and talk?

I'm not going anywhere.
Especially not to talk with you.

Just a few questions--

I answered your questions before
you let Sharon's murderer go free.

I didn't have
enough evidence to hold him.

What you told me wasn't enough.

- Was Bing your boyfriend, Vic?
- What?

- Were you with him?
- No.

Then why leave out so many details?

Were you scared
he was going to hurt you?

So you were at the bus station,
trying to leave town?

Oh, my God...

Who was driving the car
that hit Miss Leigh?

Was it Bing? Did you see him?

You must have seen the driver.

We are never going to find out
who did this to your friend,

we'll never find Haley,
and more people will get hurt

unless you tell me what you know.

Who was driving the car?

No one.

It's a black,
1938 Rolls Royce Wraith,

with a vanity license plate, NOS4A2.

And I watched it
run down Maggie on its own.

You're saying the car hit Maggie
with no driver?

The Wraith belongs to Charlie Manx.

He uses it to hurt people.

He uses it to steal kids,
and take them

to a dark place in his imagination...
called Christmasland,

where he hurts them too.

There's a bridge, the Shorter Way,
that I can build in my mind.

It helps me find lost things.

I thought it could help me
find lost children.

They want me to sign
a conditional voluntary commitment.

I know.

I'm not crazy.

I know you're not.

It's just, you know, a few days.

Just to get some rest, Vic.

Just to get a little help, Brat.

I wish that I had gotten some help
when I needed it.

I don't need help.

This is a good thing.

Good for me,
or good for you and Tiffany?

I guess, good for everyone.