All language subtitles for The.Beauty.S01E01.720p.HEVC.x265-MeGusta[EZTVx.to].srt - eng(2)

[♪♪ "Firestarter" playing]

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ I'm the trouble starter
Punkin' instigator ♪♪

♪♪ I'm the fear addicted
The danger illustrated ♪♪

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ I'm a fire starter
Twisted fire starter ♪♪

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ You're the fire starter
Twisted fire starter ♪♪

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ I'm a fire starter ♪♪

[screams]

[crowd gasps]

[crowd screaming]

♪♪ I'm the bitch you hated
Filth infatuated ♪♪

♪♪ Yeah ♪♪

[groans]

[groaning]

[thuds]

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ I'm a fire starter
Twisted fire starter ♪♪

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

[engine starts]

[pedestrians screaming]

[horns honking]

♪♪ I'm the self-inflicted
Mind detonator ♪♪

[tires squeal]

♪♪ Yeah ♪♪

♪♪ I'm the one infected
Twisted animator ♪♪

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

-[tires screech]
-[horn honks]

♪♪ I'm a fire starter
Twisted fire starter ♪♪

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ You're the fire starter
Twisted fire starter ♪♪

[grunts]

[tires screech]

[♪♪ music stops]

[car door opens]

[car door closes]

[♪♪ music resumes]

[waiter in French]

[glass breaking]

[in French]

[patrons gasp, scream]

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

-[exclaims]
-[groans]

-[thuds]
-[patron screams]

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ I'm a fire starter
Twisted fire starter ♪♪

♪♪ Hey, hey, hey ♪♪

♪♪ You're the fire starter
Twisted fire starter ♪♪

[screaming]

[screaming]

[grunting, panting]

[screaming, grunting]

[police officer 1] Police.

[grunts]

[police officer groans]

[grunting, panting]

[tires screeching]

[sirens wailing]

[grunting]

[grunting, panting]

[police officer 2 in French]

[groans, exhales]

[car alarms blaring]

-[moaning]
-[grunting]

[moans, giggles]

[grunting, moaning]

[both moaning]

[chuckles]

[both moaning, sighing]

[both giggling]

[groans]

It's, uh, here.

[person 1] It's incredible.

Pretty great. [clears throat]

[sighs] Yes, I know.

I'm very good at it.

Not so bad yourself.

Thank you.

God, wouldn't it be amazing
to come to Paris and be put up
for once in the Ritz?

See the city twinkling
to life at sunset?

I like my view just fine.

Or, I don't know,
the Hotel Artemide in Rome
or the Gritti Palace in Venice.

I don't mind it, actually.

[inhales] I mean, it's a job,
you know that.

We didn't get into this
to get rich.

Besides,
the make-your-own waffle bar
downstairs is unparalleled.

-Waffles?
-Waffles.

Give me a light.

No judgment. I'm in Paris.

I didn't say anything.

[exhales]

[person 2] Mmm.

[smacks lips]
Did you do something different
with your hair?

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

-Those.
-Those?

-That. Yeah.
-Yeah, I got new tits.

Wow.

Can I ask why?

I don't know. I was very
self-conscious about them.

I got called names in school.

"Itty-bitty titty committee."

I didn't like
how they looked in clothes.

Now...

Now I love myself completely.

Did it hurt?

Beauty is pain, my friend.

[doctor]
Let's look at the implants and
see how far up you wanna go.

[person 2]
I need to get caught up on you.

You went on a date last week

and you haven't
told me a thing.

Come on,
I want to know all the details.

Every last juicy, salacious,
sordid one.

[sighs]
What do you want to know?

Everything.

Tell me it wasn't Raya.

Nah, Grindr.

-[Jordan] Oh. Right. [laughs]
-[Cooper snorts]

[person 1] She was all right.
Over the second glass of wine,

I was telling her
my famous shark dive
in the Maldives story.

[person 2] No, Coop,
you didn't. Not that story.

-[Coop] That's a great story.
-Not if you want to get laid.

[Coop] She seemed distracted
and she blurted out...

Did you use
tetracycline antibiotics
when you were a kid?

Were you sick or something?

Uh.

Because your teeth are just
the slightest bit gray.

Just a teeny bit.

You can fix that.

Um.

-She didn't.
-She did.

Brutal.

Dating is so hard.

It is. It is, Jordan.

I've never noticed. Let me see.

Yeah, they're fucked up.

[scoffs]

I think you
have perfectly fine teeth.

-Really?
-Yeah.

[Coop] That's nice.

[Jordan] It's impressive.

Someone can say
something like that to you,

and it doesn't affect
your self-confidence,

or no need to go out,
get veneers or whatever.

You're just you.

Why is that, I wonder?

How do I explain this?

Mmm. I sense a philosophical
lecture coming on.

And, no, no, as usual, I...

I'm living for it.

Okay.

When I was stationed
in Japan...

-Here we go. Mm-hmm.
-...years ago.

-A fucking decade ago.
-Yeah.

[Coop clears throat]

I stumbled upon this place,
and there was this, uh, potter.

He was practicing his art,
and his art
was called kintsugi.

See, if a person breaks
a glass or a bowl or something,
instead of throwing it away,

they take it
to this sage town potter
who welds it back together.

But, see, this potter welds
the cracks with gold.

-Ooh.
-Ooh.

And the idea is that
embracing imperfections,

can create something stronger
and even more beautiful
than before.

[Jordan giggles]

[inhales] I don't get it.

[inhales]
I'm kidding. I get it.

You're all about the cracks.

You think what we're doing
is wrong?

What? Fucking?

Because we work together?
No, I don't.

-[grunts]
-I think that we're both
on a career path...

-Mm-hmm.
-...and we don't
want anything too serious.

And fucking floods the brain
with oxytocin

and is tremendously helpful
with jet lag.

There have been studies.

Your dick is my Provigil.
Deal with it.

I'm not complaining.

Let's go.

-Where you going?
-Out.

-What?
-Yes.

-Yes.
-No, Jordan. Uh-uh.

Don't you just wanna stay in
bed and then lay here naked

and then order steak frites
or snails and butter,
some shit, and crash?

We gotta be on site
so fucking early.

No, that sounds
incredibly tedious.

Come on, we're going out.

[♪♪ "Lady (Hear Me Tonight)"
playing]

♪♪ Lady, hear me tonight ♪♪

♪♪ 'Cause my feeling
Is just so right ♪♪

♪♪ As we dance
By the moonlight ♪♪

Fuck. Ugh.

Take it, take it, take it.

♪♪ Can't you see
You're my delight? ♪♪

♪♪ Lady, I just feel like ♪♪

Aah.

Hello.

♪♪ I won't get you
Out of my mind ♪♪

♪♪ I feel love
For the first time ♪♪

♪♪ And I know that it's true ♪♪

Thank you.

♪♪ I can tell by the look
In your eyes ♪♪

Don't know.
Must be the new tits.

Oh.

Why didn't I think of that?

[people cheering]

[church bell tolling]

[Jordan groaning]

Ow.

[groans] What have I done?

[Jordan] Thank you. Hey!

[♪♪ tense music playing]

Cooper, Jordan, welcome
to my fucking nightmare.

Deep breath, my friend.
Big guns are here.

Laurent is just wrapping up
his briefing
with the president.

[Cooper] DGSI and DGSE?

[agent] Military intelligence,
Interpol--

[Jordan] And us.

You guys haven't sounded
a horn like this since 2018.

A terrible, terrible day.
But this... this is far worse.

They're calling it
Catwalk Carnage.

[Cooper] Whew.

Two days ago
at about roughly 4:00 p.m.,

a supermodel
at the Balenciaga show

began exhibiting
erratic, violent behavior.

[people on TV screaming]

[agent]
This was just the beginning.

-What the hell was she on?
-Seriously,
are bath salts still a thing?

Waiting on toxicology,
but no other adverse reactions
were reported.

All in, we have five dead
and another seven injured.

At this point, we don't
believe it's terrorism.

Have you accessed
her digital life yet?

Police are searching her home
as we speak.

Lone wolf. Scariest kind.

Spit it out.

London. Six months ago.

Very similar combustion-related
incident occurred with a model.

Then one more in
Berlin a month after that.

The details are limited.
We're lacking video on that.

How the hell are you just
telling us about this now?

[Jordan] Seriously.

This is the first time we've
been able to connect any dots.

Hold it.

Go back.

[chuckles] What, she's stopping
for a water break?

Witnesses stated
she kept asking for it,

was desperate
to quench her thirst.

This is where she detonates.

[explosion]

-Holy...
-[car alarms blaring]

[Jordan scoffs]

A little hard on
the tasers, wouldn't you say?

None were deployed.

[typing]

Oh. Powercock6969.

You want baby to show
you her big naughty tits?

Well, if you wanna
see my milkers,

-then give me some tokens.
-[Powercock6969
breathing heavily]

Baby needs $20.

[punching keys]

Look, sorry, cheap-ass.

I just got offered $75
for a private.

[heavy breathing]

[heavy breathing intensifies]

[♪♪ sinister music playing]

[person] Okay, fine.

Thank you. Do I have to say it
after every meal?

'Cause if those
are the rules now,
I'll just get Uber Eats, Ma.

[muffled dialogue]

[muffled dialogue continues]

Yes.
I looked for a job this week.

It's nothing I'm interested in.
Everything's boring.

[muffled dialogue]

I don't wanna go back
to school. I hated school, Ma.

I... [sighs]
I don't wanna talk.

[muffled dialogue]

I said I don't wanna talk.

[muffled dialogue continues,
distorted]

Shut the fuck up!

Leave me alone!

[doorbell rings]

[♪♪ "Pop" playing on headphones]

♪♪ I'm snatching
#**#**#**#** wave caps off ♪♪

♪♪ Gang tats off ♪♪

♪♪ #**#**#**#** yo' set
Hat get soaked ♪♪

♪♪ Spilled that yolk
Figg Side ♪♪

♪♪ #**#**#**#** that boy
We smoke that boy ♪♪

♪♪ Chase him down
Do that boy, we left that boy ♪♪

♪♪ Get buck, get buck
Get buck, get buck ♪♪

♪♪ Get buck, get buck
Buck, buck ♪♪

♪♪ Get buck, get buck... ♪♪

♪♪ Uh, a hunnid in this
I never could miss ♪♪

♪♪ We jump out that #**#**#**#**
Yeah, check off the list ♪♪

♪♪ You rappin' this
#**#**#**#**, we really do this ♪♪

♪♪ Pussy, you really's a bitch ♪♪

[message notifications chiming]

[person in French]

Boom.

[continues in French]

[coroner]

[bus driver]
Next stop. Indianapolis.

[phone keys clacking]

[♪♪ tense music playing]

[doctor]
Let's start with the basics.

Who referred you here today?

Um.
I saw a thing on the Internet.

[doctor] I don't advertise.

Not an advertisement.

It was kind
of a chat room discussion.

Aha.

From a satisfied customer.

Yeah, he said you did
extensive surgery on him,

boosted his confidence,
and then his life changed.

Yes, my work tends
to have that effect.

You see, what I did
for your chat room friend,

and what I can do for you
has become a specialty of mine.

I can make you a Chad, Jeremy.

What's a Chad?

Before I tell you
what a Chad is,

I have to tell you
what you are.

You are an incel.

Okay.

What's that?

An involuntary celibate.

You try and try, and you
can't copulate with females,

and that fact is driving you
literally insane,
isn't it, Jeremy?

Putting dark thoughts
of violence and pandemonium
in your head.

You've come to the realization
that it doesn't matter
what you do

or what you say,
because of the way you look.

I'm ugly.

I know that.
The world tells me every day.

But I have
a sparkling personality.

Jeremy, this is not your fault.

I want to reiterate this point.

You had nothing to do
with how you look.

It was the fault of your father
and your mother's chromosomes.

Their genetic blandness.

It's the hand you were dealt,
but you are not alone.

I see so many different
kinds of strong,
misunderstood men like you.

I'm lost.

[♪♪ tense music playing]

I wanna have a purpose.

Do you think I should
do stand-up?

I had a coworker when I worked,
and he said
I should do stand-up, so...

Maybe that's the answer for me.

Jeremy, let me sell this
to you straight.

Chads are the good-looking men
of our culture.

The Glen Powells.

Any of the Hemsworths.

The difference
between a Chad and yourself is

literally a few millimeters
of bone.

Chiseled features.

It's your literal bones
that make you unfuckable.

And keep you from the
happiness you are entitled to.

So let's fix that.

Let's break some bones.

[♪♪ tense music intensifies]

Rush forensics.

Any patterns?

A strong one.

Great. Let's see.

Here are the photographs
of the Balenciaga model
Ruby Rossdale, Carine de Serf.

Burned alive in
a Mercedes across from Big Ben.

Johann Groff,
leather enthusiast
and self-immolator from Berlin.

No surveillance video,
all traced from dental records.

-Okay.
-Now, here are
their modeling photos.

[chuckles]
Hey, hold on, hold on.

What am I looking at?
These aren't the same people.

-This is a mistake.
-Dental records.

I've never seen
anything like it.

[Jordan]
So you're telling me that all
the victims became models.

All of them. All oddly two
years into flourishing careers.

[♪♪ suspenseful music playing]

Was...
The same modeling agency?

Any connective tissue?

No, different agencies,
no connection, no proof
they knew each other either.

Wild. Plastic surgery, I guess.

[Cooper] Best one you can buy.

Yeah, throw in enough Mounjaro
to kill a horse,
and anyone can have cheekbones.

Mounjaro, what-what is that?

Come on. You do realize none
of these people had

a social media profile, which
doesn't track with models.

I mean, they were living
in the shadows.

Check this out.

All the victims cut off
any contact

with any primary family
or friends two years ago
as well.

Two women
were Americans turned expats.

The German kept his name,
identity, and residence
because he's fucking German.

This guy used
to make bratwurst for a living
and lived with his mother.

She died mysteriously 18 months
ago of natural causes.

I asked for an exhume.

Well, if the women changed
their names, then it does track
with sex trafficking.

Maybe, but it doesn't
explain the deaths.

This is bigger than cartel.

Because this, whatever this is,

requires resources,

high-tech capabilities,
labs, chemists.

MBS, FSB.

[♪♪ "Confetti" playing]

♪♪ Wanna stay, wanna go ♪♪

♪♪ I don't know, I don't know ♪♪

♪♪ I get sad on my birthday ♪♪

♪♪ I wanna talk back
In the worst way ♪♪

On the ladies.

♪♪ I always wanna stay, wanna go
Wanna stay, wanna go ♪♪

♪♪ I don't know what to say
I wanna throw it all away ♪♪

♪♪ I feel like a zombie ♪♪

♪♪ I'll die at the party ♪♪

♪♪ Yeah, you'll find my body
Fully covered in confetti ♪♪

So my friends
And I have a bet going.

We all think you're hot.

You do?

I bet my friends that you would
come party with all of us.

They said you wouldn't.

"He probably had a girlfriend,
and weren't the cheating kind."

So, who wins the bet?

[♪♪ "Quando, Quando, Quando"
playing]

My money's on you.

♪♪ Tell me
When will you be mine ♪♪

♪♪ Tell me quando, quando,
Quando ♪♪

♪♪ We can share a love divine ♪♪

♪♪ Please don't make me
Wait again ♪♪

Cheers!

♪♪ When will you say yes
To me? ♪♪

♪♪ Tell me quando, quando,
Quando ♪♪

♪♪ You mean happiness to me ♪♪

♪♪ Oh my love,
Please tell me when? ♪♪

♪♪ Every moment's a day ♪♪

♪♪ Every day seems a lifetime ♪♪

♪♪ Let me show you the way ♪♪

♪♪ To a joy beyond compare ♪♪

[retches, gasps]

[breathing heavily]

[breathing shakily]

[whistles]

Sorry, guy, the tab.

Nah, I already paid mine.

But your girlfriends didn't.
They said you
were taking care of it.

-Where are they?
-They left 20 minutes ago.

[♪♪ tense music playing]

That'll be $300.

They left?

But I look good!

[♪♪ "el Diablo" playing
on headphones]

♪♪ I shoot dice, yeah
Gamble with my life, yeah ♪♪

♪♪ No invites, yeah
Keep my circle tight, yeah ♪♪

♪♪ All my hoes, yeah
Keep that sugar spice, yeah ♪♪

♪♪ For the bros, yeah
I do not think twice, yeah ♪♪

[gunshot]

[screams]

[gunshot]

[♪♪ suspenseful music playing]

-You lied.
-I don't understand.

You lied!

You said you could change me
and make me a Chad,
and you didn't!

You lied.

Now I gotta
do fucking stand-up.

Jeremy, I didn't lie.

-You did. Yes, you did.
-Jeremy.

-I can fix this.
-[Jeremy] How?

You can't fix this shit.

There is one more tool
in my arsenal we haven't used.

It's very expensive.

[nurse] Wait.

[gasps]

I need you to listen to me.

There is one more thing
we can do,
and then you will be perfect,

and then you will
be free from your pain.

You will like the results.

Hi.

I'd like your
best available room, please.

What are you doing?

Stop talking
and do exactly what I say.

I could easily kill you,
you know that?

I don't give a fuck.
I have nothing to lose.

But you have everything
to gain.

She'll be here in two minutes.

Take off your clothes
and lay naked on the bed.

What the fuck? No!

What, you gonna
do another procedure?

Because I'm not going under,
and I'm not doing
any more anesthesia.

You won't need any.

-[gun clicks]
-Look.

I don't blame you
deep down inside, okay?

[♪♪ suspenseful music playing]

You did what you could.
I want you to understand
that I get that.

So let's just get
this over with, okay?

There's no hope for me.

So let me just kill you
and then kill myself
and we'll be done.

It's a nice room.

It's a nice place to die.

[♪♪ sinister music playing]

[elevator bell dings]

[knocking on door]

Take off your clothes
like I said and lay on the bed.

You need to trust me.

I don't trust anybody.

Give me an hour, one hour.

And if you're not thrilled
with the results,
fine, kill us both.

Just so we're clear,
I'm not letting go of my gun,

and if you try to leave,
I'ma find your ass.

Where is he?

Bedroom.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm Claire.

Relax.

You're in good hands.

[Claire, Jeremy panting]

[Jeremy moaning]

[moaning continues]

[heavy breathing]

Are you a nurse or something?

You could say that.

'Cause I need to tell you I'm a
virgin so I ain't never done--

[Claire shushes]

Enjoy the ride.

-[Claire panting]
-[Jeremy moaning]

[exhales]

[groans]

[grunts]

[clattering]

-[whirring]
-[grunts]

[clattering]

[groans]

[breathing heavily]

[Jeremy grunts]

[♪♪ eerie music playing]

[grunts]

[breathing heavily]

Front desk.

Um, yes, this is the penthouse.

Could you please send up
a couple of bottles of water
and some Advil, please?

[panting]

And do you have
a-a thermometer?

[water dripping]

[thermometer beeps]

[♪♪ tense music playing]

[breathing heavily]

[screams]

[groaning]

[bones cracking]

[screaming]

[grunting]

[screams]

[groaning]

[bones cracking]

[groaning continues]

[tooth cracks]

[screaming]

[substance squelching]

[groaning]

[bones cracking]

[groaning]

[groaning]

[screaming]

[panting]

[gasping]

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah!

[laughing]

-[knocking on door]
-Mm-hmm?

Genome testing just in.

Great.

-More virulent than Ebola.
-Well, what are we doing?

We need to immediately
quarantine everyone
that was at the crime scene.

No, we don't.
I checked on that.

The virus they're infected with
is too dense
for aerosol contamination.

The sequencing is kind
of a Frankenstein pathogen,

nonrespiratory,
fucked up love child
of HIV and rabies, but neither.

Prelims show
that the travel agent
is bodily secretion.

Still, hundreds
if not thousands
could already be infected.

Prototype?

RNA tech for sure.

Origin unknown,
but brand fucking new.

-Sounds lab made.
-[boss] Yeah.

Chemical warfare?

[boss] Not ruling anything out
at this time.

CDC requires a daily briefing.

-It's moved
to the highest level.
-Fuck.

-Let's hope they get it right
this time.
-This is a big one.

I need you to go
to Venice tonight.

-Go home and pack.
-Venice?

-Beach?
-Italy.

Ritualistic murder
of another model,
also some kind of influencer.

Crime scene is a horror show.

There's one other connection.

She tested positive
for the virus.

[♪♪ tense music playing]

Glamorous dead models,
Paris, Venice. [chuckles]

Best assignment ever.

Yeah, if only we weren't
staying at the Hilton again.

[music ends]