All language subtitles for The.Beast.in.Me.S01E03

- Get off me! No! It's my iPad!
- Give me it! Now!

- Get off!
- Gimme!

Dad!

- Give it!
- Martin!

- What the hell is wrong with you?
- I'm letting them work it out.

- By killing each other?
- Come on.

- Preston! Wyatt! Stop it.
- Stop!

Preston!

- Apologize to your brother!
- He took my iPad.

Preston!

Wyatt took my iPad. He started it.

And you finished it.

Here.

You go put this on your eye
and get yourself cleaned up.

Yes, sir.

- Hey, uncle Rick.
- What happened? Run into a wall?

Nah, I just kicked Wyatt's ass.

Preston said he just kicked Wyatt's ass.

Reminds me of you when you were young.
You never met a kid you didn't wanna hit.

Yeah. Only 'cause I knew
my big brother had my back.

Except for that one time.

You let those Korean
punks give me a beatdown.

Yeah, I was trying to teach you a lesson.

Let me look.

Not that you ever
listened to a word I said.

So I gotta talk to you about
something. About your other son.

What'd he do now?

There's a woman… survival of the fittest.

That is my father's dogma.

He's a nominal catholic.
His real religion is darwinism.

The self-made man.

Yeah, he was… he was an orphan who
supported himself and his half brother

by working on a dairy farm.

Shoveled cow shit
every day before school.

Never let us forget it.

And for all his kicking and screaming,
I pulled my father into the future.

Got him to take a couple of big
swings, and I grew the business tenfold.

A year from now, I will
have redrawn the skyline

with the largest multiuse project
this city's seen in a generation.

That's my legacy.

But not your father's.

Progeny. That's what drives him.

Generations of little jarvises just
carrying his genes into the future.

You never wanted kids?

More people to hate you
when you're dead? No, thanks.

Making something worth leaving behind,

that's as close as any
of us get to immortality.

Isn't that why you write?

I don't know about that.

I think I write to…

To make sense of
what I don't understand.

How's that going?

We were talking about
you. And your father.

Right.

When do you think I'll meet him?

Well, he's… he's a big
character in your story.

I've got some questions.

He won't talk to you.

He said that?

I know my father.

You haven't told him, have you?

About the book.

Why not?

Do you know how my mother died?

Ovarian cancer. When you were two.

She had cervical stenosis.

A dozen miscarriages
before she had Marty.

I mean, the pregnancy nearly killed her.

And the doctor said never
again, but my father wanted more,

and he wasn't about to adopt, so
five miscarriages later, she had me.

Hemorrhaged so badly, she
almost bled out on the table.

Emergency hysterectomy.
That's how they found the cancer.

So dad was left with the two of us.

Until Marty od'd at 31.

When my father finally
got it through his head

that I wasn't gonna have children,

he went out and got
himself another Mrs. Jarvis.

Spent half a mil for ivf until he got

two more sons.

And they turn eight on Sunday.

My father's legacy is his own business,
but he doesn't get to control mine.

By denying him grandchildren,
was that a power move?

A big middle finger?

It's got nothing to do with him.

I'd love them too much.

Is that even possible?

You tell me.

I'd love them too much.

Is that even possible?

You tell me.

You're late.

- Where's gold?
- Rick's showing him around the house.

I told him I needed a few
more minutes alone with you.

Something wrong?

You tell me

because I am curious.

When were you gonna
tell me about this book, nile?

Before or after it was published?

I… I wasn't aware I needed a

permission slip.

The whole point of moving out of
Manhattan was to keep you off of page six,

at least until Jarvis yards is finished.

And you have gone out of
your way to invite more scrutiny.

Your plan for me to go
into exile… isn't working.

If anything, it's backfiring because
I need to control the narrative.

And what makes you so sure
that you can control Agatha wiggs?

The same thing that
makes you so sure I can't.

- It's a mistake!
- Then let's just agree to disagree.

Yeah?

- Hello, nile.
- Councilman.

You know, I thought I was gonna need
breadcrumbs to find my way back here.

Well, once again, thank you for
coming out to see us on such short notice.

I hope I'm not rushing you,

but I've got a parks commission
hearing in about an hour.

It's okay, Phineas.

We're done talking. Right, dad?

Yeah.

Why don't we sit over here?

You know, benitez just…
she… she came out of nowhere.

Community organizing,
grassroots, all that crap.

By the time patel started taking her
campaign seriously, it was too late.

How did this even happen? Phase two
was supposed to be an automatic approval.

Look, no one on the committee

has been a greater advocate
for Jarvis yards than me.

No one has supported your
political career more than us.

That's not what I asked you.

Benitez is leaning on some of the
more vulnerable committee members.

Apparently, she's getting some
traction by exploiting nile's… situation.

And from what I'm hearing, she's already
managed to flip tiernan and olshansky.

- Shit.
- No, hey.

We've still got the votes
to shut her down. All right?

Margin'll be tighter than I'd
like it to be, but we'll be fine.

Good.

We're counting on you
to hold the line, Phineas.

Welcome.

These paintings are wonderful.

The… the scale and the color work.

Thanks.

Was Alice neel an
influence, or Lucian Freud?

Mostly, my son.

He… he used to spend hours
coloring with his crayons, and,

burnt Sienna was his favorite.

Nina Jarvis.

- Shelley Morris.
- Pleasure.

So are you a, collector?

Yes. Well, mostly an
occupational hazard.

I'm a gallerist. I own the
j. Kahn gallery in Chelsea.

You're that Nina Jarvis.

Yeah, married to that nile Jarvis.

Don't worry. I'm… I'm used to the look.

Well, I… I…

I love the j. Kahn. I…

I saw the winograd show there
last year. I was blown away.

Yeah. Her career took off after that.

And of course, once it did,
gagosian swooped in and grabbed her.

Well, it's…

It's heartening that you're still
scouting around open studios.

I have to confess,

I actually came here because of you.

Me?

I saw one of your earlier paintings. I
wanted to see what you were working on.

You did? Where?

I… I just… there's not a
lot of my work out there.

I saw it at aggie's house.

We're neighbors. My husband and I
just moved in a couple of weeks ago.

Wait, so you… you
and aggie are friends?

Friendly. We just met.

But I was over there briefly,
and I saw one of your paintings.

The one in the living room.
Which is stunning, by the way.

Did aggie ask you to come here?

What? No, nothing like that.

No, I noticed it hanging, and…
and I was really taken by it.

And I just asked aggie if you
had representation, that's all.

And I was curious to see
how your work has evolved.

Okay.

Well, would you care
for some boxed wine?

What vintage?

It's a very rare 2024 hoboken varietal.

Hi.

Hey.

It's just a… a temporary place.

How long have you been here?

Six years.

I… I was living with my…

My ex before that in Murray
hill, and things kind of unraveled

epically.

Was that before or after the Jarvis case?

Yeah, you can… you can add my
marriage to the list of casualties.

- Do you want a beer?
- No.

Well, thank you for meeting me.

Well, like I said, there's
not much I can do.

Did you have any luck at all?

A buddy who works for Nassau
county pd owed me a favor.

Slipped me a copy of fenig's case file.

Don't get too excited. Not much there.

Knock yourself out.

Come on, let's get you dry.

Hey! Hey, shut up!

Hey, hey, hey!

Come on, come.

You told my father about the book.

Why are you stirring up trouble?

I knew you wouldn't tell him yourself.

I was planning to.

Then what's the problem?

The problem is this
arrangement isn't working for me.

Well, talk to your father.
He's the one who put me here.

And I indulged him
because I felt sorry for you.

You're a charity case, honestly.

I mean, who else would hire you?

I guess he didn't convince
you to drop the book.

It's not his call.

It's my decision, and
I know what I'm doing.

And I'm sure you know Agatha
wiggs is talking to the FBI.

Yeah. Your old pal Brian abbott.

Don't worry. I didn't tell your dad.

That part I left out.

Not to protect you. To protect him.

My brother's heart attack,
that was all you, nile.

I'm here to make sure you
don't give him another one.

I will do whatever I
have to do to protect him.

If you didn't know that
already, you do now.

Come on. Here.

Fenig was last seen at
Roberto's around 9:50 P.M.

He left his coworker, Julian
barrow, to close up the restaurant

so he could see his
girlfriend, but he never showed.

They've been dredging
the water for almost a week.

Wouldn't they have found him by
now if he really did drown himself?

With the storm, it could've
pulled him pretty far out.

You're dealing with a larger search area.

Between predation from fish and sharks
and what salt water does to the body…

But Teddy's coworker said
he was acting totally normal.

So… so did his mother and girlfriend.

Suicidal people tend not
to announce their intentions.

Is there surveillance footage? There
used to be a camera at Roberto's.

Broken. Or not hooked up, apparently.

No one saw him leave.

And then, of course,
there's the, the note.

"I'm sorry for the pain I've caused."

That's it? Awfully short.

Well, we're not all writers.

So they're not even
considering foul play?

Well, there's no reason to. I mean,
your name pops up a few times.

- Me?
- Yeah.

- Yeah, you threatened him in the past.
- Jesus.

It doesn't matter, because nothing here
suggests this is anything but a suicide,

and that is how police are treating it.

Except they still haven't found him.

Just like Madison Jarvis.

She left a note too, right?

I mean, it's… it's just a few words.

Nile could have copied
Teddy's writing, right?

Or… or forced him to write it. …

I mean, look at that.

Look at that handwriting. Doesn't
it look a little wobbly to you?

Like… like his hand was shaking?

There's no mention of nile anywhere?
There's no connection between them?

The only connection
between them is you.

His wife was out of town
that night. He was on his own.

What, you think that's a coincidence?

He could have been outside
of Roberto's, waiting for Teddy.

He's recognizable.

Yeah, he could have been a lot of places,
right? But we have no way of knowing.

Or maybe we do.

… okay, he has… he
has, like, this ring. …

It's like a fit bit on steroids.

It… it tracks everything.

His metrics, his bodily functions.

So he can optimize whatever
the fuck he's trying to optimize.

I… I don't understand.

Okay, here.

In your 2012 gq profile, you
called yourself a bio hacker.

We all get the same 24 hours.

How much of it we waste is
up to each of us. You see this?

So this records all my vitals.

Sleep quality, hormones, adrenals.

My run this morning.

So the…

So this tracks where I
peaked, where I flagged.

Glucose levels, cardiac metrics.

It's a constant stream of
data for radical optimization.

It… it tracks everything,
including your geolocation.

I doubt he's gonna turn that on
if he was gonna commit a crime.

No, he wouldn't have had to.

It activates when your
heart rate's above 90.

It's automatic. Anytime it
thinks you're exercising.

Grabbing Teddy off the street,

something tells me he
might have broken a sweat.

All of this data is on his laptop.

There must be some way to hack it.
Don't… you have people who do that?

- Not without a warrant.
- Well, how long would that take?

There's never gonna be a warrant, aggie.

I don't know… I don't know
how much clearer I need to be.

Then maybe I can do it.

While I'm there interviewing him.

When he goes to… take a
pee or a call or something.

Nothing you found would
be admissible in court.

But it would tell us if he was
there. It would be something.

I can get into his laptop.
I know his password.

What?

I've been paying attention when
he opens his phone, his computer.

I… I know it.

I think you might be crazier than me.

Look, there is some part
of you that thinks I'm right,

or you wouldn't still be talking to me.

There's a digital
forensics analyst I can ask.

Do you trust him?

Holy shit.

No, I need to answer.

Hey, put it on… put it on speaker.

- Hello?
- Hey, neighbor. Where are you?

I'm writing. Why?

Are you? I was just
knocking on your door.

No, I'm… I'm in the city.

I… I'm at the public library. I just left.

I can meet you at Jarvis
yards in 30 minutes.

Something I wanna show you.

Now? It's nine o'clock.

You said you just left.

Well, what is it?

It's a surprise.

Can it wait until tomorrow?

Actually, it can't.

Meet me at the south entrance.

At least give me some
idea what this is about.

Nile?

You are not seriously gonna meet him?

I have to, right?

You don't have a gun
I can borrow, do you?

I'm joking. It's a joke.

No, I'll be fine.

I'll call you afterward, okay?

Wait, wait.

I'll come with you.

- What?
- You're not going alone.

I've been alone with him before.
What do you think he's gonna do?

You're gonna take your
own car. I will follow you.

I'll wait nearby, so if something's off,
or even if you get a bad feeling, you…

Don't call my phone.

I've got a burner phone
around here somewhere.

I'll give you the number.

You're late. I thought
maybe you'd stood me up.

So what is it you want me to see?

Scared of heights? This
will be worth it, I promise.

Jesus.

So I've been thinking
about our conversation.

Legacy, monuments, what
we… what we leave behind.

I can talk all I want, but
words only do so much.

Some things you really
need to see for yourself.

Let's go.

Come closer.

- I'm good, thanks.
- You can't see anything from there.

Sometimes, when I'm standing up here,

I get this irrational urge
just to step off the edge.

The French coined a term for it.

"The call of the void."

It's not a suicidal compulsion, exactly.

Just that uncanny impulse.

It's common.

It's a widespread phenomenon.

You wanna know my theory?

What's that?

We'd rather jump than fall.

Or be pushed.

Are you talking to the FBI, aggie?

Sorry. Excuse me?

Are you talking to someone
in the FBI about me?

Yes.

Brian abbott.

He investigated you
for… for financial crimes

for nearly two years before
Madison went missing.

And when she did, he made it his
mission to pin it on me with no evidence.

No… no support from the bureau.

Exactly. I mean, anyone
that obsessed with nile Jarvis

is someone I should
talk to, don't you think?

You should have asked me first.

So every time I interview a source,
I'm supposed to clear it with you?

That's not how I work.

You know what, aggie?

I don't think this book is
such a good idea anymore.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

You don't want me talking to your father.

You don't want me talking to abbott.

So what's the point?

What about Madison's parents? Am
I not supposed to talk to them either?

You say you're misunderstood. Who's gonna
believe anything if I only talk to you?

Although…

…considering how high
my editor is on this project,

she… she might tell
me to write it anyway.

The unauthorized version.
Talk to everyone but you.

You're pretty ballsy

for someone negotiating a
hundred stories up in the air.

It's not like you'd hurt me.

Would you, nile?

I want editorial control.

That'll never happen.

Even if my publisher
agreed, which he won't,

it would destroy any credibility I have.

Then how do I know it's not a hit job?

Because a hit job is boring.

I'm better than that.

Are you?

I'll let you read the first
hundred pages, okay?

Off the record. No one can know that.

What if I have notes?

I'll take them under advisement.

How's that?

Okay.

Okay?

I'm still in.

For now.

What are you doing tomorrow?

You said you wanted a full picture.

Come to my brothers' birthday party.

You'll meet the whole
gang in their natural habitat.

Take a shot at my father yourself.

Fuck!

You okay?

What happened?

He knows I'm talking to you.

What?

He took me up 24 floors.

And for a second, I… I…

I… I really thought he might push me off.

And then he asked me point-blank
if I was talking to you. He… he knows.

How?

Fuck, I have no idea.

So what did you tell him?

I said it was, you know,
research for the book.

Okay, okay. Did he buy that?

Yeah, he seemed to.

But he's suspicious, clearly.
He threatened to back out.

I mean, he still might.

So how'd you leave it?

He invited me to a kids' birthday party.

His, twin half brothers.

At Martin Jarvis's estate.

They're renting an elephant, apparently.

Yeah.

Is nile going to this party?

Yeah.

And Nina?

Yeah. Why?

Maybe that's an opening.

An opening for what?

For us.

No, listen to me. Felicity cannot
go to the park without her epipen.

- She's gonna be fine.
- No, frank, she will not be fine.

I don't know what to tell
you because it's not here.

- Look in the back of the drawer again.
- I did. Twice.

- Just… can you check it again, please?
- I am telling you…

Yep.

I found it.

Thank you. I'll pick up
the kids after dinner, okay?

Christina, isn't the mendelsohn
briefing supposed to be happening now?

It was canceled. Brian called in sick.

Yeah, I gotta go.

- Hey.
- I heard you were sick.

I was gonna bring over some bone broth.

You know what, I don't want you to
catch this thing. Some kind of virus.

I'll keep my distance.

No, I appreciate the thought. I just…

It's best not to risk it.

You don't sound very sick.

You wanna… you wanna
take my temperature?

Erika?

The other day, you said you got
a call about the mendelsohn case,

but you were talking to Agatha wiggs.

Are you spying on me?

You've been coming in late,
leaving early, and now you call in sick.

So, yeah, I had your phone log pulled.

It was nothing. I swear.

Then why lie about it?

She's writing a book on nile Jarvis.

She had some questions.

Jesus, Brian.

Hey, I spoke to her on background once.

She's talking to everyone.

- Once?
- Once.

That's it, I swear.

Brian, listen.

You can't do this again.

I know. I know. I'm okay.

- I'll call you later.
- No. Brian…

I don't get why this is so hard for
you. It would have been a nice gesture.

Lila wanted it for the boys.

I'm not wearing safari gear to
an eight-year-old's birthday party.

They're your brothers.

They're my half brothers.

My god.

They're still family.
They wanted one thing.

You couldn't just show up wearing a…

- Hey.
- You coming?

As soon as I finish walking
him. I'll see you there.

Great.

Hey, hey.

Fuck.

Sh! Come on, come on, come on.

Hey! Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come on.

Come on. Good. Good doggies.

Good doggies. Come on.

Good doggies.

Wee-hee-hee-hee, Dee
hee-hee-hee-hee wee-aweem away

a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh
a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh…

Cool lizard!

In the jungle, the mighty jungle

the lion sleeps tonight

in the jungle, the quiet jungle

the lion sleeps tonight…

- Thanks.
- I'll take that.

Near the village, the peaceful village

the lion sleeps tonight

near the village, the quiet village

the lion sleeps tonight.

Cooper, put on your shoes, and let's go.

- Aggie, don't raise your voice.
- I'm not.

- I don't wanna go! No!
- Hey, Cooper! We are not doing this now.

So pick up your shoes and put them on.

Aggie.

Fuck.

Excuse me. You can't
smoke here, ma'am.

She can smoke anywhere she wants.

Sorry. I… I really shouldn't…

My brother used to shoot up out
here. I'd cover for him too. Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

I just…

Guess I haven't been
around kids very much since…

I hadn't thought of that.

Me neither.

Come on. I'll show you around.

What should I…

Just there.

Let's go on safari. See the wild animals.

The, unsuspecting victim
grazes happily on caviar,

unaware to the dangers all around.

That is our family's latest accountant.

He'll be lucky if he lasts a year.

Are these mostly friends of your father?

Friends. Colleagues. Leeches.

Wow.

I hope they drugged that poor bastard.

Shouldn't have to do this sober.

Quiet!

Come on. I wanna show
you something over here.

So that is my childhood bedroom.

When I was ten, I jumped out,
and I landed in those hedges.

I broke three ribs.

- You jumped on purpose?
- Yeah.

Why?

Wanted to see what it would feel like.

Of course, you know uncle Rick.

Multiple felonies.

Unemployable to anyone
other than my father.

He's… he's a loser, but he's loyal.

So what exactly does he do for you?

He takes care of the dogs.

And here's the dark overlord himself.

- Last round, for sure.
- You ready?

So any kind of complaints that you're
gonna have about it, you know what...

- dad!
- All right, get out.

Sorry.

Thank you for coming.

This is Agatha wiggs, the
writer I was telling you about.

Yeah, I know who she is.

And this is Lila.

- So glad you could be here.
- You have a beautiful home.

Gold just showed up.

Excuse me.

Did you pet the elephant yet?

No.

It's not very soft, actually.

Its skin feels kind of
like the bottom of a foot.

All right.

Gentlemen, what a party. The
boys must be over the moon.

- You said you'd have an update.
- How exactly does one procure an elephant?

You have to get some
kind of permit or something?

You call Callahan?

Yes. Well, I did. And…

Truth is, it's complicated, I'm afraid.

Complicated how?

See, you gotta understand,

if this was ten years ago,
wouldn't even be a question.

But this generation has changed.

They're all swept up in this populist wave

without the first clue
about basic economics.

Yeah, which is why
they need to be educated.

And, I've tried, believe me, but,

benitez has more sway
than I'd anticipated.

And what the fuck does that mean?

It's not just tiernan and olshansky.
She also managed to flip haas.

It's your district. They're
willing to vote against you?

They're not voting against him.

He's voting with them.
You're flipping, aren't you?

- Okay...
- aren't you?

- Martin, listen.
- Fuck. Okay.

Trust me when I tell you I
don't make this decision lightly.

- Well, you realize what this means.
- This is not what I want.

But we've lost the PR war,
and it's an election year.

We've funded your
campaign for a decade.

Guys, if I vote yes, no amount of
cash is gonna get me reelected.

We'll find out.

Now fuck off.

I'm… I'm sorry. I…

I… I wanted to come here
in person, out of respect.

I said get the fuck off
my father's property.

I'll call Derek.

Whitford too.

We're gonna need oppo research
on every fucking committee member.

Get it done.

You had to do this, tonight?

You have the right to an attorney.

Anything you say…

- What is this obsession with my husband?
- Stop it!

- I'm just…
- no, are you in love with him?

Madison!

Aggie.

Aggie.

- Hi.
- Hi.

You poor thing. Did
nile leave you stranded?

I think he had some work
stuff to discuss with his father.

Well, listen, I'm so glad you're here
because I actually wanted to thank you

for introducing me to shelley's work.

You saved me.

Even if it was accidental.

That painting that, I
saw in your living room,

I… I loved it so much that I got curious,

and I went to her open studio yesterday.

In bushwick?

Her new work is… is

remarkable.

Have you seen it?

Not the new stuff.

Well, I was blown away,
and it turned out to be kismet

because I just had an artist
fall out of our November show.

He's a total head case.
He needs professional help.

But the point is, I offered
the show to shelley.

Her first solo show in the city.

I mean, that's…

That's incredible. …

What?

Well, I…

I worry about the optics.

I mean, I'm writing a
book about your husband.

It could look like a conflict of interest.

You're divorced.

Well, still, some people
might see it as a conflict.

I thought you'd be happy for her.

I mean, she's never had anywhere
close to that level of exposure.

You want me to take that away from her?

Nina, if this book is
gonna be taken seriously,

it can't look like you and nile
are trying to influence what I write.

Frankly, I'm surprised nile
didn't think it was a problem.

I assume you told him.

Because my guess is… is
he'll have a definite opinion.

- We're leaving.
- We just got here.

Stay as long as you
want. We have to go now.

It's good to see you.

Fuck.

Okay.

- Aggie.
- Nile's going home. He left with Nina.

There was… there
was some work crisis.

I'm not sure what exactly.

- Files are still downloading.
- You need to get out of there now.

They'll be there in ten minutes, if that.

- Did you hear me?
- Yeah.

Okay. Call me when you're out.

And that bitch benitez is dragging
them all over to her side, one by one.

Maybe gold's just
fishing for more money.

It's… it's not about the money.

- Then what is it?
- It's a fucking revolution.

Come on.

What?

Nile, once your head's clear enough
to listen, we need to talk about aggie.

What about her?

Well, for starters…

Nile?

Are you even listening?

Nile?

What is it?

I got you. I got you.

What is it? What is it?

It must have been a squirrel.

Yeah, it must have been.

You wanted to tell me
something about aggie?