All language subtitles for Falling Skies (2011) - S01E08 - What Hides Beneath (1080p BluRay x265 Celdra)

Linda?

Captain?

You okay?

I'm good.

Colonel Porter's here.

Send him in.

Hey, Ben, you out here?!

You're gonna miss lunch!

Look at this.

I remember when
your idea of exercising

was reorganizing
Dad's bookshelves.

2 hours and 40 minutes?

What, are you
padding your stats?

Uh...

M-must have hit the
button before I came out.

Everything's all right, huh?

Yeah. Sure.

Um... Let's eat.

I've just done a perimeter
review of your preparations,

and you've both
done a hell of a job

keeping your troops motivated.

2nd Mass looks like
it's locked and loaded.

Well, the Skitters
know where we are.

The smart move now is
to stay one step ahead.

Weaver, where do
we stand right now?

So, we scouted the
roads West of Gardner.

As of last night, they
were all still clear.

Dan, when's the
last time you slept?

I'm fine.

That wasn't the question.

Well, it's not like anybody's

getting any rack
time around here.

Tom's right.

School's compromised.
We need to pull up stakes.

Most times I'd agree,

but the situation on the ground

has changed.

Spotters tell me the
Skitters are all pulling back.

They're converging on
that structure over Boston.

Regrouping.

Clearing the field of battle?

Could be the first step in
launching a new offensive.

I've been in contact
with the resistance

in L.A. and Chicago.

It's the same story all over,

and we're not waiting for
them to make the next move.

The timetable for
the coordinated attack

on that structure
has been moved up.

In four days, we're
taking this war to them.

All right.

Four days... That's
very short notice.

Can't afford any delay.

Every time these bastards
change tactics on us,

we end up getting hurt bad.

Listen, Tom, I want you to take
a scout into the city tomorrow.

Identify secure routes
for your vehicles,

give me one last good
eyeball recon on that structure.

Downtown's a long haul.

We've got to have
units closer in.

We did have units closer in.

7th Mass started to pull
back, the aliens hit 'em hard.

Terry Clayton may have
been a son of a bitch,

but he wasn't
lying about the 7th.

They're gone?

Yep, and we've lost contact
with the 4th and the 5th.

But the attack plan
remains the same...

Four units, one assigned
to each leg of the structure.

We blow those demo
charges simultaneously,

the structure collapses.

Which brings me to the issue
of demo and high explosives.

How we doing on that?

The raw materials
aren't a problem,

but we've stalled on the build.

Our people don't
have the most expertise

in the making of, uh, bombs...

Something that I
normally take comfort in.

Well, we might
have caught a break.

How's the patient?

Recovering.

And reminding me every day
why I specialized in pediatrics.

Desperate times,
desperate measures.

Who the hell is this?

Name's Pope.

You must be Porter.

I'd stand and salute, but, um...

Isn't he the ex-con
that fired on your unit?

That is so three weeks ago.

Save the bull. Tell
him what you told me.

I hear you're looking
to drive a truckload

of high-test into that
Skitter palace Downtown.

That sounds like one tricky
piece of demolition work.

And you know something
about demolition?

A thing or two. You know,
around the water cooler.

That makes you
some kind of expert?

Around my water
cooler? Yes, it does.

Listen, Chief, you
do this thing wrong,

odds are you're gonna
blow up your little scout troop

long before you ever
roll into downtown Boston.

You understand that?

Somebody give me one reason
why we need to trust this guy.

We shouldn't.

Other than he came
back for Hal and Matt,

he makes bread,

and we don't have
a lot of options.

All right, Pope. Convince me.

Everything I know was
shown by an ex-marine,

used to live in Dorchester.

What made you draw this?

It's art therapy.

Therapy?

I asked Rick to sketch
what he was thinking.

Sometimes it can help kids who've
been in a traumatic experience

get their feelings out.

What made you draw this?

I'm talking to you.

Sorry.

He knows a thing or
two about demolitions,

but he's design only.

I don't want him anywhere
near the raw materials.

- Right.
- And he's under guard at all times.

You two get those damn
demolition charges made.

Okay.

Take it.

Take it.

All right, all right. All right!

It's okay. It's okay.

What's with the Victrola?

It's a radio transmitter.

Scouts found it at a
community college.

These pre-transistor
types last forever.

Great. Maybe you can
get NPR on that thing,

and we can bore
the aliens to death.

It's not supposed to kill them.

Well, I'm officially
not interested,

but somebody's got a death wish,

'cause these bomb-making
formulas are a joke.

Hey, hey, hey!

Look at this crap. These
ratios are all wrong.

Listen, you may have
sold the colonel, you know,

but I am not buying
this "Go, team!" act.

Guys like you don't stick
their necks out for nothing.

Well, that's where
you're wrong, Scotty Boy.

See, this is all about me.

There's nothing on this Earth I
like more than wasting Skitters,

except not blowing my
head off while doin' it.

I never claimed to
be a demolition expert.

Not much on
housekeeping, either.

This is one hell of a Mech
collection you got here.

Well, they've been
cutting a hell of a swath.

Our bullets just bounce off,

and theirs, I don't know,

they can just rip right
through an engine block.

So I thought I would just
crack this one open and...

Whoa!

All right...

Talk to Deadwood over there.

It's okay.

Hey, Matt, Matt.

- It's okay.
- I-I gotta go.

We're off to a hell of a start.

Why don't you roll
"Radio free Europe" there

into the Hallway

and let me play around
with the hard stuff, huh?

Matt, what are
you doing out here?

I was working with Uncle Scott
when that guy Pope showed up.

Look...

I know that you want to help,

but I want you to
stay away from Pope.

He knows how to
kill the Skitters, Dad.

I want to fight, too!

I know you do, but not
with him and not today.

I gotta go.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

I know that "Weight
of the world" look, Dad.

What's up?

What's not?

Hey, the last couple days,

have either one of you guys

noticed anything
different about Weaver?

Yeah, he's been
different since I met him.

Why?

Well, yesterday he
kind of laid into Rick

for no reason at all.

I don't think he's
slept in a couple days,

and sometimes
when you're tired...

You what?

Go ahead. I want to hear this.

You don't always
make the best decisions.

And I'm not the only
one who's noticed.

But you're the one who's
questioning my ability to lead.

- I never said that.
- Good. Dai, you're relieved!

I'm taking your
spot on the scout.

Sure that's a good idea?

You want to stay here and
mind the fort, be my guest.

The attack's in three days.

Something happens to me,
the 2nd Mass would go on.

We can't exactly
afford to lose you,

Mm.

You know anything about
load-bearing dynamics,

gauging structural integrity?

No.

I had a construction
business after the service.

Knowing where to hit this
thing is just as important as how,

So he's a contractor.

Must have been a lot
of fun on a remodel.

Did you want to
see me, Dr. Glass?

Oh. Ben, come in.

It's gonna sound
like I'm joking,

but take two and see
me in the morning.

Okay. Thanks.

Everything okay?

Strictly a follow-up.

It's part of the
comprehensive package.

Have you been having any
pain, notice any changes?

Uh, no. I'm fine. I'm okay.

Are they going away?

I saw one of the other
kids from my group,

and his have almost disappeared.

I know.

So how come I'm so different?

Well, it's hard to say.

You and Rick were harnessed
months longer than the others.

Maybe it just takes a
little longer with you.

Wait. Hold still a second.
I want to check something.

Tell me if you feel this.

Anything?

Now?

No.

Is something wrong?

It's okay. Go ahead
and get dressed.

I thought he was
getting better, too.

He is, physically.

The truth is, with
his father gone,

there really isn't a place
for him in the gym anymore.

Because he was
harnessed, like me.

You don't have to lie. I
know they're afraid of us.

A few maybe, but not everyone.

What worries me
most is Rick's attitude.

He never talks about his father.

It's like his death
barely registered.

My Dad said soldiers
get this thing...

A thousand-yard stare.

Maybe I could to talk to him.

I think that would be great.

What Rick needs more
than anything now is a friend.

What do you think it's for?

It's hard to say.

That flat space on top

kind of reminds me
of an aircraft carrier.

Whatever it is, it's
not impenetrable.

They're using basic
construction techniques.

Earth materials.

Steel rebar, concrete...

copper wire.

It's like what the harnessed
kids were going after,

that scrap metal.

Bastards might be
from outer space,

but their engineering is
strictly architecture 101.

Get close enough,

we can kill 'em.

I like the sound of that.

Hey, Dad.

Look at that South
base right there.

See where the
Skitters are working?

Mm-hmm.

I think I see
somebody with them.

Something's got their attention.

To the right.

What is that?

Whoa. What the...

What the hell, man?

Who do you think they are?

I don't know.

That was close. Let's
get back to the bikes.

I used to drive this
neighborhood every day.

We had a place in
Allston, just off Royal,

right across the river.

First these Skitters and Mechs,
and now these humanoid things.

Do you think they're
anything like us?

No, not like us.

Within any military hierarchy,

you've got troops in the field,

and then you've got command.

And up until this point,

we've assumed that the
Skitters were command.

Maybe we were wrong.

Even if we were, it
doesn't change anything.

Not tactically, but
what worries me

is that this is the first
time we've seen them.

Why is that a problem?

Could mean they
were hanging back,

waiting until it was safe
before showing themselves.

They think that
they've already won.

Hey, Dad.

I see it.

If they're following us,

we're gonna take them
right back to the 2nd Mass.

On me.

Go on, get out of here,

before I blow your
damn heads off!

We're not gonna hurt you!

Yeah, well, that's
what they all say.

How do I know
you're not with them?

Do we look like Skitters?!

You know, it's not
spacemen that bother me.

It's the human trash that
are tearing up this city,

stealing everything
that's not nailed down!

We're with the resistance!

We could help you!

Help, I don't need.

You want to talk? Let's talk.

I'm Tom Mason.

That's my son Hal

and our Commanding
Officer, Captain Weaver.

Sonja. Sonja Renken.

This would go a
whole lot smoother

if you'd lower your weapon.

Well, I have to admit,

you don't seem
like those others.

Others? How long
you been out here?

I never left.

You can come in if you'd like.

We don't have time for this.

Well, if it's spacemen you want,

I've been keeping
my eye on them, too.

Just around the corner. 2740.

First floor, apartment 1B.

Thank you.

Doesn't seem right,
just leaving her here.

Our mission has
to take priority,

and this could be a trap.

Or an opportunity.

Porter sends us after
information on the structure.

This woman's been
living next to it for months.

Or she might just be some
crazy woman, living by herself.

She survived the invasion,

got the drop on three fighters.

We should all be so crazy.

All right.

You and Hal go in,
but watch yourselves.

If the building's clear,

find out what she knows.

What about you?

I'll stand watch.

I see any incoming,
I'll fire a warning shot.

Unbelievable.

Where's the sense
of style, stagecraft?

What do you want?

Mm, I-I left my backpack.

How do you know so
much about bombs anyway?

Did you go to school?

Yeah. I did the
four-year program

at Cochran correctional.

You know, your old man finds
out you're hanging with me,

you're liable to discover
the true meaning

of the word "corporal
punishment,"

just after he shoots me.

I know. He told me to stay away.

Don't worry, kid.

Old Sparky here is
as dead as dead gets.

It still scares me.

Yeah? Why?

Because they kill people.

Kid, a lot of
things kill people.

Not like this.

I still have nightmares
about them...

Taking away Ben or hurting mom.

I want to be brave...

Like Dad and Hal... Like you.

But I'm scared all the time.

It ain't the boogeyman, kid.

It's just a pile of
rock-'em, sock-'em junk.

Look.

It's got gears,
bearings, servos...

I wouldn't be surprised if there's
a "Made in Japan" sticker in there.

This...

This is interesting.

What is it?

It's a Mech bullet.

It looks like ours.

It is. .44 caliber.

I'm betting these scaly maggots,

they go around, they raid all the
military ammo dumps worldwide

for the shells,

then they convert
'em for their Robocops.

Turns out our alien friends

are big on recycling.

The slug... now, that's
the interesting part.

It's made out of Mech-metal.

It's kind of like the depleted
uranium the army uses

for tank busters,
only way nastier.

I wish we could use
these against them.

Out of the mouths of babes.

We got lucky.

They found some Froot
Loops still in the plastic.

I love that sugar rush.

It bothers you, doesn't it?

The way they're looking at us.

I try not to think about it.

They don't understand yet...

but they will.

Um...

I know you must be hurting
after what happened to your Dad,

and if you ever want
to talk about it or...

It doesn't matter now.

He was a part of
the way I was before.

Before? Like with the Skitters?

Because that's
over. You know that.

The doctors may have
removed the harness,

but that doesn't mean
that they've abandoned us.

We're the lucky ones.

No. No.

I hate the Skitters!

I hate what they did to me!

If I had the chance, I'd
kill every last one of them!

It'll get clearer, I promise.

They love us, Ben,

and they will come back for us.

I am sorry that I
don't have any milk.

That's okay.

It's actually a lot better
than we're used to.

Thank you.

So you found all
these supplies yourself?

Uh, yes.

Over time. Why?

Mmm.

Oh, it's just that a lot of the
food stores that we passed

on the way in looked
a little picked over.

Well, some. Uh, not all.

We used to have
so much fun here.

Joel and Amy, my children,

used to play in that courtyard.

The Gibsons on the fourth
floor were expert bridge players.

John Hernandez, on eight,

loved his football.

Uh, they took me away, you know,

uh, just for a bit.

The aliens.

Uh, to a camp
very far from here.

There were so many
of us there at first,

and then only a few.

How did you get away?

Oh, I didn't. They let me go.

They don't care about
someone like me.

But you talked to them?

Just a little.

Uh, through the children,

the ones with the
monsters on their necks.

The harnessed kids.

Did they say why they were here,

what they wanted from us?

No. They wouldn't
talk to us about that.

But after what happened
to us in the camp,

I know that they
don't want us here...

Not any of us.

Is that Weaver?

You see any ships?

No. Nothing on the ground!

Hey! Weaver!

He pulled the sparkplugs.

Where's he going?

There's no way we can catch him,

and he knows it.

I knew something was wrong.

I could have stopped
him back at the school.

Well, Captain gives an order,
you're supposed to follow it.

Think I learned that from you,

Where do you think he's going?

I don't know. He did say
that he had family in Allston.

I thought he lost them
back in the attack.

Well, he's never
really gone into it,

but not knowing can
be a powerful incentive.

What did he say...

Across the river,
on Royal Street...

Is that where he said he
lived before the attack?

A-are you leaving?

Just to go look for
our friend, yeah.

You'll be coming back,
though, won't you?

Just as soon as we can.

This is all very mysterious.

Where are we going?

Just over here.

There's something I
need you to help me with,

but it's really important
that you keep it between us.

Yeah. I've always been
good at keeping secrets.

I hope so, because
this one's a big one.

What do you think
you're gonna find?

Nothing, I hope.

Are you hanging in there?

Y-yeah.

My class was still
in basic Anatomy

when they attacked, so...

Cadaver Research
was second year.

Consider this extra credit.

Now what? We...

We look inside.

Muscles, bones...

Circulatory System.

They're not all that
different from us.

Different enough.

Hand me a scalpel.

Okay.

Oh, no.

This is what I was afraid of.

The Skitters were harnessed?

What does that mean?

That maybe they
weren't always Skitters.

It's hard to imagine,
but this thing...

might have been something else.

This is Royal Street.

And there's his bike out front.

He must have figured
we wouldn't find him.

Or he didn't care. I'll
go in and check this out.

You stay here and guard the bikes.
- No way. You don't know what's inside.

I'm gonna back you up.

- That's what you're
doing. If this goes south,

you got to get back to the 2nd Mass.
- No. I'm not gonna leave you here.

Listen, Weaver and I don't agree
on much, but we agree on this.

The mission's got to come first.

You got to get back to Porter,

give him the recon
photos and the route.

All right.

Tell him what we
saw at the structure.

Captain?

I built this myself...

Every brick.

I can't tell you how many
nights we spent out here,

under the stars.

Talk to me. What
are we doing here?

You're looking for your family?

I lost them a long time
before the aliens came.

We'd...

How do you say it now?

Grown apart.

Linda and I split...

a year before the attack.

Okay.

If we're not here for them...

What is this?

Mike's son, Rick,
drew this. What is this?

That's my house,Tom.
Look at that.

It's been eating at
me ever since I saw it.

That's not a coincidence.

What if these damn
things are planting...

Planting this
inside their heads...

to get at me?

You know what I'm saying?

Yeah, you're right. This
does look like your house.

Looks like... Most of
the houses on this block.

I don't think they
can read our minds.

But you don't know that.

I saw the blood inside.

Want to tell me about that?

I came here right after
the bombs dropped,

and I found Linda's
fiancé outside.

He was badly wounded.

He had been trying to
help them when he got hit.

My youngest daughter, Sophia,

captured by the Skitters.

Linda and Jeanne were...

taking cover in a
house down the street,

and the Mechs opened up on them.

And, um...

I combed that
rubble for a long time,

but they were gone.

So I went after Sophia.

You found her?

I found her.

She was harnessed.

And they had her working
at a site near Sudbury.

Pulled her out of there
and I took her home.

The harness... You
tried to take it off of her?

Yeah.

But those spikes...

they were in too deep.

And I couldn't, so...

You should have told me.

Ah!

I've never been
one for self-pity.

A lot of people

had a lot worse things
than that happen to them.

Not like that.

I can't believe

that when I brought Ben

and those other
kids back, you didn't...

Well, I was happy for you.

I was happy for you,
and I was happy for Mike.

Maybe if I'd waited, huh?

We can't stay here.

We got to get back.

I know. You've got
your boys to fight for.

That's something
worth fighting for.

But all I've been living
on this whole time...

I'm just living on revenge!

It's not good enough!

It's not good enough!

And you're right. I
have not been sleeping,

but I'm gonna sleep tonight.

I'm gonna sleep in my own bed,

which is where I
should have been...

All along.

You're gonna quit?

You're giving up?

We're three days
away from the attack.

Hey, look, I'm sorry
about what happened,

but there are a lot
of other lives at stake.

That's a Mech.

Hal's out front. We got to go!

You go.

You save yourself and your son.

This is where I belong.

I'm not leaving without you.

I'll draw it in.

Give you and
Hal time to retreat.

No.

That's an order!

And I respectfully decline!

Two grenades at close
range might be enough.

Linda...

Captain! Weaver!

Are you with me?!

Let's get this damn thing.

Are you ready with
those grenades?

I'm good. Tell me when to go.

When I open up, you
got three seconds!

Okay, go, go, go, go!

Dad! You all right?
Where's Weaver?

He's still inside.

That was no passing patrol.

That Mech came straight
to Weaver's house.

The only person who knew we
were here was that woman Sonja.

That woman gave us up.

You ready to go?

Damn right.

Oh. Uh, it's you.

We brought more food.

Do you have anything to tell us?

Just as I told you.

You're alone, and
everything's fine.

Uh, no. I haven't seen anyone

since those people earlier today.
- Dad!

We couldn't get them. Do
you know where they've gone?

No.

It's Karen, Dad! Shh!

They got her!

We can't help her right now.

We don't know how many
more of them are out there.

We can't leave her
here. We can't leave her.

She's been coming
here the last few days.

She has a very pretty face.

Do you know her?

That's my son's girlfriend.

The aliens took her
three weeks ago.

You told them
about us, didn't you?

You gave us up to those things.

But they promised me
they wouldn't hurt you.

And you believed them,
after what they did to you?

The girl said that they
would bring you back,

and then I would
have company again...

The way it used to be before.

They always promise
to bring them back.

Who knows how many
people she's given up to them?

It's why they let her go.

It's an old tactic.

You leave a couple friendlies
behind like watchdogs,

and they pick up the intel
that the enemy never could.

They got her for a box of tea.

What are we gonna do now?

We're gonna take her with us,

make sure she doesn't
do this to anybody else.

Mm, no.

In three days, all this changes.

This place is all she's got.

We take it away from her,

we might as well
shoot her on the spot.

It's gonna be
getting light soon.

We've got to go. You're
welcome to come along with us.

Oh, I don't think so.

I should be here when Amy
and Joel come back home.

Well, if you decide
to change your mind,

we're gonna be heading North.

We've heard that
Gloucester is clear.

Gloucester?

Well, I've heard that
that's quite lovely.

I've heard that, too.

Gloucester?

We won't be there,

but that's where the
aliens will be looking

after the next box of tea.

Anne?

I've been thinking
about it for hours,

and I don't see how we
can keep this to ourselves.

You don't?

No, the others
seem to have healed,

but Ben and Rick...

We took the harnesses off.

That should have
stopped the process.

We don't know that.

People here are
already terrified

of these kids.

If this gets out, god only
knows what they'll do.

What about Tom?

I have to tell him.

After everything they went
through to get him back,

he could still lose Ben.

First chance I get, I'm
going after her, Dad.

First chance.

We need to talk...

About what we're
gonna tell Porter.

I'm not asking for any favors.

I'm not offering any.

If the 2nd Mass loses
faith in their commander...

Okay, I'll have Dai take the
recon photos to colonel Porter.

I say we tell him
about the structure,

the creatures, Karen,
and the Renken woman.

The rest can stay
between you and me.

All right.

You still haven't told me
what changed your mind

about coming back.

These were Linda's.

They were the only
pair that she had.

I was in the house a
week after the attack,

and they were not there.

It tells me she might
have come back,

that there's a chance
that my wife is still alive...

and maybe my oldest girl.

All right, everybody
gather 'round!

I got a demonstration!

What the hell is this?

Come on, everybody! Let's go!

Come on, come on! I'm
only gonna do this once!

So!

The score is aliens, one...

Humans, zero!

Hell, humans aren't
even on the board!

I leave for one day,
look what happens.

I'm just glad you're
back. How did it go?

It went. I'll tell
you about it later.

Good. We need to talk.

What's all this?

Pope just said he wants
to show us something.

Look at me when
I'm talking to you!

So, the whole gang's here! Good.

I do not want to
have to do this twice.

You're supposed to be
making bombs, Pope!

You ever heard of multitasking?

It's all under control.

It better be, 'cause I'm itching

for a reason to put
you back behind bars.

Dad!

Hey.

What are you doing here?

You should be in school.

I was working with
Pope. Dad, it is so cool!

I thought I told you
to stay away from him.

But he knows how
to kill the Mechs!

Why are we losing
the war? Why is that?

Come on. Just watch.

Because the bad guys
have us outgunned!

You know, it takes an entire
magazine just to put a dent

in one of their tin soldiers!

May I?

Watch him!

So that's the way it's been!

But there's a new
Sheriff in town!

It's a standard bullet,

only it's got a Mech-metal slug.

- That a .45?
- Captain?

Go ahead.

Are you saying you
can make more of these?

With the right
bullet-making tools,

I can melt this stuff down,
spit 'em out like gumballs.

I'll also give you
something for that .50-cal.

You do that.

We're taking this fight to them!