All language subtitles for The_Strain_S02E06

Previously on The Strain...

- You may have resigned
from Stoneheart,

but you haven't resigned
from Eldritch Palmer.

You can break this chain

of misguided loyalty
once and for all.

- I'm not gonna change my mind.
- Yes, you will.

You already have.

- Finding a cure or making
a vaccine is nearly impossible.

But what we can do is take
everything we know

about how to
stop an epidemic

and use that knowledge
to start one.

- Infect the infected.
- Break the chain.

This thing works.
And it's spreading.

So we go straight to
Washington DC tomorrow morning.

- Washington DC?
- Rob Bradley. He's true blue,

we go way back. He can get us in
front of all the right people.

- Don't you think
our little family group

is gonna draw attention?

- I'm not leaving Zack behind.

- You wouldn't be leaving him.

He would be here with me.

- You're not going?

- I appreciate you still trying
to do something about this.

- You're lying.
- Trust me, Eph.

- I can't trust you,
Barnes. I know you.

- Anybody help a guy

trying to stay off the streets
at night? Hungry, too!

Get stung!

Help a brother out?

- The truck's all yours.
If you're hungry,

there's 2,000 pounds
of frozen shrimp in the back.

- Thank you. God bless.

♪ ♪

(dog barking)

- Rough night?

- Great night.
Rough morning.

- I remember those.

- You used to live
for those, Eph.

You had more hair then.

- Yeah, it was time
for a new look.

- It's great to see you.

Hey. How you doing, buddy?
God, I missed you.

- It's been interesting times.
- Yeah.

You all right?
What's going on?

Ah, shit, Eph.

- I got a lot
to tell you.

And, uh, it's "Jonathan."

- Well, should we
take this inside,

Jonathan? Come on.

Jesus, Eph. I mean, I knew
things were bad in NYC,

but I didn't realize quite...
- There's a massive disconnect

between what they're saying
they're doing to fight

this disease and what
they're actually doing.

- Yeah, I mean, we've had some
incidents--but the military

has deployed
massive resources.

You know, they got
the city locked up.

It's nothing like New York.
- That's because you were able

to get out in front of it.
That's one of the more

difficult things about fighting
this disease: it fights back.

- Look, I am really sorry
about Kelly, man.

I don't even know what to say.

How's Zach taking it?

- About as badly
as could be expected.

- So are we gonna talk
about the, uh...

the blood on your shirt
and the gun?

- No.

Come here.

- Holy shit. What is that?
- See those cysts?

I did that. I found a way
to kill these things.

It's a bioweapon.
It's crude,

it needs to be refined,
but it works.

- What do you need?
- I need to scale it up.

And I need your access.
We need to play politics here.

Run it through the labyrinth,
except we don't have months,

we have hours.

Starting with the pharmaceutical
company Kemerall.

They manufacture a reacting
agent. We need to take it wide.

Then we take it to DOD
to disperse it.

- First of all, you gotta stop
calling it a bioweapon.

Germ warfare is nasty,
it'll scare people off.

Then there's a little thing
called the Geneva Protocol--

- These aren't human beings.
Not anymore.

- What I'm saying
is this is delicate.

All right?
Far too delicate for DOD.

I shoot hoops with the Chief
of the National Guard.

- That could work.

- And, lucky for you, I have
a great contact at Kemerall.

- Oh yeah? What's her name?

- Hi.
- Hi.

- Who are you?
- That's a good question.

- Thanks for the introduction.

Is this your son?
- No, no, no.

No, no, his old man's away
on an important mission.

He might be gone for
a while, but, uh,

till he gets back, we're gonna
look after Z Man. Right, Z Man?

- I'm gonna go eat in my room.

- He's shy.

Or he doesn't like you.
- Thanks.

(knocking)
- Zach,

did your dad say anything to you
about how long he might be gone?

- No.

- Well,

it could be a couple days;

it could also be quite
a bit longer than that.

- He goes on work trips
all the time.

When I was little, he went
to Africa for, like,

six months.

- Are you okay? With me?

With everybody?

- I'm fine.

How are you?

- I'm okay.

Thanks for asking, young man.

- You can cool it with
the silent treatment, bro.

I know it's you.

Admit it.

All right,
okay, fine.

It's just some crazy
coincidence. I mean...

I mean, your name is Angel,

and you limp on the same knee
that he got hurt on.

- Coincidences happen.
- I agree.

But you gotta love those
Silver Angel movies, right?

- Garbage.

- Worthless garbage.
- Hey,

don't insult the man!
He's not here to defend himself.

See, me myself
personally,

now I done seen 'em all.

Right, they got uh,
the Silver Angel

vs. the Robot Assassins.

No, no, how about the Silver
Angel vs. the Rage of the Witch?

Ooh! Hey, in that one, there's
this part, right, where...

where this crazy bitch

is about to light this
little boy on fire, right?

And Angel,
he does this backflip,

and just... and just BAH!

He sends
that bitch flying!

I don't know, man,
if that was me, I'd be proud

of all that shit, you know.

I mean,
I'd want the world

to know about that.
I'd be like,

I'm Angel de la Plata,
how you doing?

- You want to believe it
so bad? Yes!

I am Angel de la Plata. Happy?

Will you stop now?

- I think there's
something you should see.

Okay, so whenever I come down
here, he's always watching

the same part of this one movie.

And I just assumed he was a fan.

♪ ♪

- Oh, yeah, this is
the last one he did.

It's the Silver Angel vs.
the Lord of Darkness.

You see that? That's
where he hurt his knee.

Lemme see?

Right there. He never
wrestled again.

(moaning in pain)

- Your contact is
fifteen minutes late.

- This is DC. Thirty's late.
Fifteen's on time.

Why don't you have a
face-tightener, huh, get loose?

- Later, for sure. Right now
I need to stay sharp.

- Congress continues to prepare
articles of impeachment,

citing the President's
dereliction of duty

and negligence in his
administration's response

to the growing epidemic that has
incapacitated New York City

and has overrun, by all
accounts, over thirty

major US cities. Meantime,
debate on the House floor

has degraded into
personal attacks--

a fist fight broke out
in the Senate chambers today

between majority
and minority leaders.

- That is just what we elected
them to do. Panic.

Jeez.
- Robert.

- Oh, hey! How you doing?

Leigh, I want to introduce you
to a friend of mine

just in from New York.
Jon Crowley, Leigh Thomas.

- I thought New York was fully
quarantined. How'd you get out?

- Jon used to work for the
Centers for Disease Control.

He's a smart and ingenious guy,
can't you tell?

Oh, and still got
his credentials.

- Former CDC? You heard
about Everett Barnes?

- Oh, God, what happened? He
finally grow a pair of balls?

- He's dead. Fell off a train
coming into DC.

Yeah--"fell."

Deep, dark shit going on.

- Start you off with
anything, Ms. Thomson?

Martini?
- Make it dirty, Raoul.

Another old-fashioned
for Mr. Bradley. Jon?

- I'll have the same.

- So, Jon,

Rob tells me you have a plan
to save the world.

(laughing)

- Soft sell as always.
Thanks, Rob.

- Hm! Your numbers
seem really good.

What's your vision
for dispersion?

- Variable, depending on
density of infected

and weather conditions.

For Manhattan, I'd say 100 kilos
for a five-day window.

- This is brilliant.

You've figured out a way
to exploit the mechanics.

- This attacks the
cerebrospinal fluid,

strangling the brain stem.

- With 100 kilos, your rate of
mortality could reach as high

as three million. Did you
think of adding a steroid

to increase the mortality rate?
- That's a good thought,

but our predicted rate
is near 100 percent as is.

You studied biochemistry?
- At Princeton.

- Wait, all right, hold on.
You're saying

there are 3 million
infected in New York City?

- There will be by the time
we get this tested, refined,

and mass produced.
- Jesus.

Wow, I mean, this could be
your polio vaccine, Leigh.

Hm?

- This solution stops these
things in their tracks.

We can study it further once
it's contained, but not before.

Okay? You have
to promise me.

We cannot do this in stages.

- What's your angle, Jon?

- Well, would you believe it
when I said I-I didn't have one?

- No.

- I lost a good friend
to this thing.

And another friend of mine
lost his wife.

It's more than just
an outbreak to me.

- Let me make a call.

- Rob, about Barnes--

- No. Don't say anything.
- It's not what you think--

- What I think is it's none
of my business, all right?

Or yours. So just...
don't say a word, all right?

- I left word with our
Chief Research Officer.

I'll pitch him on it
with my full support.

- Now, Palmer was buying
properties here, here, here,

plus six or seven more upstate.
He was hiring architects,

contractors, offering
to triple their wages.

- Why? What's he
turning them into?

- I don't know.

Whenever the plans were being
discussed with Eichorst,

I was asked to leave the room.

- Conveniently,
you have no idea.

- That's funny. I don't remember
you calling bullshit

when I spared your life.
I do know he bought

these industrial properties,
and the team rebuilding them

is the same team Stoneheart
uses to build

black site prisons on contract
for the US military.

- What's driving him?

- Pardon?
- He has all the money

and power he ever needs.

Why is he doing this?
What does he want?

- Palmer's been on the precipice
of death for 50 years.

Some people might make peace
with that, but Palmer...

he made a bargain instead.

- He wants to be one of them.
- Wait.

Are you saying that he started
an apocalypse

to become a muncher?

- No, not just any muncher,
an elevated one.

He believes he's going to be
the Master's partner.

- Damn.

- I have a delivery,
to 111th and Madison.

- Don't you realize
how psychotic this is

or are you really
in that much denial?

- This restaurant is paying
for your education, huh?

- What education, Dad?

Classes are canceled
indefinitely,

so what am I studying for?

- Tut! I'm not having
this discussion.

- You know, it can be dangerous
out there even during the day.

I can go with you.

- I'll go with her
if she needs help.

- With all due respect,
got a lot more experience

dealing with these monsters
than you do.

She'll be all right.
- The only way

I'm letting her walk out of here
with some horny gangbanger

is if I am dead.
- Oh yeah?

- Yeah.
- Dishwasher?

Why don't we do this?
Why don't we let her decide?

So what are you studying?
- Ah, pre-med.

- Really?
- Organic chemistry and physics.

I was going to be
a pulmonologist.

- Save your breath.

He doesn't know

what you're talking about.
- Yeah, and you do?

- A lung doctor.

- Yeah, but now I'm not so sure.

- You don't have to give up
on your dream just because--

- It's not my exact dream. My
mom's cousin's a pulmonologist

and she makes really good money.

I thought once I got
to med school,

I could make my own choices,

but just now everything's
changing...

- Come on.

- What a gentleman.

Where'd you learn
those manners?

Same place
you got your tattoos?

- Okay, I get it, man.
I thought I knew you,

so you want to give me
a hard time.

So here it is.

I went to prison.
I was a thief.

I wanted to be a fighter, but
I couldn't make a living at it.

So I broke
my mother's heart,

and I did a bid upstate.

Now I'm nothing.

You happy?
- Do I look happy?

- Okay, come on, guys.
We're here.

Uh, $99.75 and that's including
$50 for the delivery fee.

- Keep the change.
- Nice.

Twenty-five cent tip.
- Split it three ways?

(growling)

- Hold on, hold on, hold on,
hold on, hold on!

Hey! Behind you!
Behind you! Look out!

(screaming in pain)

You okay?
- Can't you tell?

- C'mon, c'mon, I got you.
Let's go. Let's go.

I got you.

- So, I'm doing this stint
at Doctors Without Borders,

setting up a small clinic
in Kinshasa

administering the MMR vaccine

to children. Week three or so,

the military decides
we're infecting the kids,

not inoculating them,
shut us down,

threw me in jail.
- Jail! Oh, my God.

- Oh yeah.
- Claimed I was part

of an American
spy operation.

Credentials don't mean shit
when they decide you're a spy.

Finally, day four,

this guy shows up from
Doctors Without Borders,

saying he's my boss,
gets me out of jail.

- "Saying" he's your boss?

- Never seen him before
in my life.

Turns out he's not with
Doctors Without Borders at all.

He's with the--

- US State Department.

Well, that's not the first time
I played doctor.

- That's how you guys met?
- Uh-huh.

- Yeah. I got the clinic
up and running,

and Rob and I hung out
for the rest of my time there.

- I knew you were a spy.

- I was a defense attaché

attached to the State
Department,

I'll have you know.
- That means he was a spy.

(cell phone ringing)

- This is Leigh.

Thanks, Jonas. Yeah. Great.

Will do.

The CRO wants a meeting
tomorrow. We're in play.

- Yes.

Big hurdle.

But let's not forget,
this is just the first step.

- Where you going?
- Oh, I have a date

with the lady I met last night.

You two seem to be
getting on okay,

so why don't you
let yourself in?

- Rob's a man
of many talents.

- He's good at putting
people together.

- So what did he
tell you about me?

- Ah, he said Leigh Thomas
is smart.

Diligent. Ambitious.

- An okay dancer?

- He said phenomenal.
- Hm!

He wouldn't know, you know.

- Oh no.
- Oh, he's tried. They all try.

- The lobbyists?
- It's the culture. Wining,

dining. It's part of the job,
or so they think.

- It must get so tiring,

saying no all the time.

- I don't say no
all the time.

Rob didn't say much about you.

Old friend, but
wouldn't get specific.

- Building the mystery.

- I like mystery.

No, he's here.
He's fine.

Well, I-I'm fine, too,
thanks for asking.

Uh, o-okay, Rob.

Hey, wish me luck today.

Your friend checking up on you

since you never came home.
He seemed worried.

- You should know
there are some people

who might not want to see
this disease stopped.

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

- Bring 'em on.
I love a good scuffle.

And how are you this morning?
- Drank too much.

- Any other regrets?

- None.

What's this?
- Standard NDA

for your signature.
- Non-disclosure?

This isn't an NDA.
This is a waiver

signing everything
over to Kemerall.

- You know they won't look
at anything

without an exclusivity agreement

and proprietary rights.
- Under normal circumstances,

yeah, but not when
there's an outbreak

threatening the entire
human population.

- Did you honestly think
they would

agree to this on a handshake?

- This is astonishing.
Even when the world

is going to total shit,

people can't get past
their own self-interest.

- This is my job.

I'm doing exactly what
you wanted me to do.

If we hadn't spent
the night together,

you wouldn't be asking
these questions.

Sign the paper.

You know how this works.

That looks good on you.

- Pitiful,

this city of New York.

I expected Constantinople,

Baghdad before the Mongols.

Rome. Oh.

Those were cities.
This is a factory.

A machine.

I can see why he started here.

You indulged him.

You looked the other way
for too long.

Perhaps you're growing
complacent.

You should have stopped him
70 years ago,

if not seven centuries ago.

(sighing)

I get no pleasure
from your anxiety.

I trained Vaun and the others
to be better; they failed us.

I'm here now.

I will stop him.

But for my own reasons.

I sensed him
when he was injured.

I need to know who got
close enough to hurt him.

And I need human hunters

who can work during the day.

That is, if you have any left.

- Oh.

Do you think
these would fit you?

- Nora,

I don't wear underwear
with pictures on 'em.

- Right. Me neither.

- Have at it, kiddo.

- Hey.

How you doing, Justine?

- Gettin' through it.

We are a day or two away
from declaring Red Hook

infection-free.
- Really?

Then what's next?
- The Mayor is pressuring me

to move into Manhattan, but it's
gotta be someplace winnable.

- Hey, these
are awesome!

Look at these!
- Wow!

Can we take a few things?
Do you mind?

- Your kid?

- No, no. Um, his dad left town.

I don't know
if he's coming back.

His mother, she's...
she's already gone.

- Turned?
- Mm-hmm.

- Doesn't he have any other
family you could contact?

I mean, grandparents?
- We tried the mother's parents

-they live on
Sea Island, Georgia-

but I haven't been able
to reach them and have

no way of knowing if they've
been trying to contact us.

It's late.

We should get going.
- Oh, hey, Bennett,

give these good people
a ride home.

- Thank you.

- Not so easy to get humans

to do your bidding, is it?

- Human laziness and distraction

benefitted us in the initial
stage of our plan.

Now it is an obstacle.

The Master's breed
are a superior race

in every respect.

- The Ancients attacked me
at my home.

Singled me out
for kidnapping or death.

- We saw that you were
quite efficient

with your UV laser trap.

Are there any other devices
in your penthouse

we should be aware of?

- I need to speak with
the Master immediately.

- I will pass along
your request.

- It is not a request.
You know what's happening

tomorrow. Once we deploy
the next phase,

we are on a very specific clock.

Is he hurt?

There is something
you're not telling me.

- You do yourself no favor
by questioning him.

- I need to know that our plan
is not in jeopardy

before I proceed.
And that he is able

to uphold his side
of the bargain.

- Let me assure you--

- Your assurance is not enough!
I assure you,

I didn't become one of the
wealthiest men in the world

by being played
for a fool.

Either he is ignoring me
or avoiding me.

Tell him he does so
at his peril.

- For your sake,

I shall tell him no such thing.

- This is the largest deployment
of National Guard troops

in history.

So when I hear criticism
of our efforts,

naturally it gets my fur up.

- Have you been to New York City
since the virus broke?

And I mean not in a chopper
surveying the island.

I mean on the ground,
up close and personal.

- We've thrown a ton
of resources at New York,

but I admit things have gone
sideways in Manhattan.

- "Sideways" is generous.
The city is eating itself.

- He's passionate
about this, Dean.

I thought you'd appreciate that.
Zero rhetoric.

- But who's going
to oversee this?

Logistics, accounting,

manufacturing,
distribution.

You need a huge company
in the military sector.

Like Stoneheart Corporation--
- No, not Stoneheart.

Any other private sector
company, but I don't want this

getting sucked into
Eldritch Palmer's empire.

- We'll find the
right partner.

We can work out
particulars as we go,

but you're down with saving
this country, right, General?

- I thought you said
no rhetoric.

- No rhetoric.
Saving this country.

- Get me a canister
of this whatever-it-is.

We'll want to
field-test it ourselves.

- Which means?

- Meaning yes.

I'll help make this happen.

- All right.

(radio transmission)

- [Black hair, dark eyes.]

[Five ten, 120--]

- Jesus Christ! Shit!
- What was that?!

- You two stay in here.

Oh, my God.
(growling)

(thud)
(growling)

- When I say go, I want you
to run as fast as you can

into that church. Understand?
- Okay.

- Okay, go! Go!

RUN! RUN!
(growling)

Go! Go!

(growling)

- It's locked!

- Come on in!

- Was--was that my mom?

- Come on.

- "Do not allow your guilt

"to get the better of you.

"What's done is done
and cannot be changed.

"Things without all remedy

should be without regard."
Shakespeare.

(cell phone ringing)

Hello?

We're on our way.

Grab your weapons.

- Come on. Let's go! Let's go!

(hissing)

- Oh, God. Come on.

(growling)
- Shit!

(wheezing)

Okay, come on.

(sniffing)
(clicking sound)

(growling)

Let's go!

(snarling)

Come on.

(coughing)

(growling)

Shh, shh...

- Nora!
- Here!

Be careful! They're fast.

- Yeah, I know.
- Let's get to the truck.

(growling)

(empty chamber sound)

- What is that thing?
- I don't know.

Watch out!
- Ah!!

(screeching growl)

- Hey, Mama Bear.

- Yeah,

I know what that means.

Don't let me become one of them.

- There's no other choice.

Get him to the truck.

Thank you for your help.

- I did what I could.

Tell my brother I tried.

- I will convey your message.
- Please, just make this--

- You don't think I could

use that phone
to call New York, do you?

- You can try,
but you won't get through.

Try to call my brother
every hour.

- Make it two.
- Sure.

- Well?

- He went for it.
- Yes!

- Long way to go. Kemerall needs
to duplicate the science.

But the door is open.
If your product

can withstand the scrutiny--
- It can.

- Then we could have a firm
up or down answer in 72 hours.

True to my word.

- I didn't doubt it. It's just
it's so goddamn important,

I wish I could
walk it through myself.

- Why can't you?
(sighing)

- It's a long story.

The most important thing

is that we push this through
as fast as possible.

Seventy-two hours?
- They're gonna test it tonight.

That's lightning fast.

- Keep pushing
the financial upside.

This is the beginning
of a long siege.

- To the future.

- The future.

- Let's get out of here.

- Rob?

- Rob! Hey!
- You home?

Good news!

- Rob!

- Huh.

Not here.
- So we wait.

- I don't want to wait!
I want to keep this going.

Call him on your cell.

- Uh... right.

(chuckling)

- Oh, straight to voice mail.
Ooh.

This morning when you thought
last night was just about me

getting you to sign that
release, that really hurt.

- I'm sorry.

I don't know who
to trust right now.

So,

what now?

- Hmm... How about this?

- You know, I was thinking

we should keep half of
that sample to ourselves

and the other half
to the National Guard.

- Oh my God, are you actually
still talking about this?

(screaming)

- Oh, my God...

- I'll call 911!
- No, don't! Leigh, wait!

- Shit! Oh, shit!

- Goodweather.
- Leigh.

Now, just run.
He's here for me,

not for you. No! Leigh!

Leigh!

- Who are you?

- The great transformation
is imminent, Gabriel.

You are blessed to be
invited to witness it.

- I only wish to serve him.

- Can you comprehend how
profound this honor is for me?

No.

Of course not.

Wait here.

You will witness
something extraordinary.

The moment is at hand.

My lord.

My liege.

I stand ready

to receive your infinite power.

- Do you seek communion
with the lord,

my son?

- All my life I waited to hear

the voice of God inside of me.

To receive him
in me.

- No.

- This is my body.
- Master.

(retching)

(screaming)

Master!

Master! Master!

(sobbing)

- Eichorst.

Prove to me no matter
what form I take,

you shall serve me.

Kneel.

- Forever, Master.