All language subtitles for Falling Skies (2011) - S03E08 - Strange Brew (1080p BluRay x265 Celdra)

Bryan, Mechs! Stay down!

Tom! Tom!

That must have been some dream.

You were flailing
and kicking all night.

Aliens invaded.

Fun.

Was I there?

The boys were there.

You, I'm not sure.

What day is it today, anyway?

Thursday.

You know what that means?

Only ten shopping
days left until Christmas.

My list is on the fridge.

I don't want to,
but I have to get up.

Hey.

I love you.

You should have bad
dreams more often.

Yeah.

Tom, if I don't
get up right now,

there are three young men
in this house who will starve.

Do you want that on your
conscience... At Christmas time?

It's fewer gifts I have to buy.

Oh, you're bad.

Oh, honey?

Could you stop by the dry
cleaner on your way home?

Matt needs his suit for the
holiday concert tomorrow night.

Sure.

What?

I was just thinking about
how beautiful you are.

You are awfully
sentimental this morning.

Well, some days,
you just wake up

and realize what a
lucky man you are.

And they're up.

Oh, you better hurry, mister.
You're going to be late for class.

Oh, by the way, who's Anne?

What?

You were talking about
her in your sleep last night.

I was?

You were.

I have no idea.

Oh. Here, I thought I was
the woman of your dreams.

Hey, Dad!

Celtics or Knicks tonight?

It depends on
whether K.G. plays.

According to Dell'apa,
he's still got the flu.

Knicks are tough.

So who do you pick?

Boston or New York?

Oh, I got to go with the Celts.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey.

I got a game today.

Got to have carbs.

- Oh, that's too bad...
- All right, all right.

Nobody's going to starve.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

You guys going to be able to
make it? We're playing Belmont.

I wish I could.

Nice.

It's great to have such
a supportive family.

The world doesn't
revolve around you.

Hey.

I'll be there, sweetie.

The end of the world
wouldn't keep me away.

See you, guys!

- See you.
- Bye, Ben.

Hey, Benji. Hey, Denny.

Dad, can I borrow
ten bucks for gas?

What happened to the
ten I gave you yesterday?

Mom needed some cash.

Good morning, Professor.

Hello, Rita.

Hi, Matty.

Hello.

Good morning.

Don't wait up, boys.

So, my little mole, what
were you able to find out?

Where are they going
to spend New Year's?

Either Jacksonville or New York.

Hal wants to go
see the Gator Bowl.

What's in New York?

Rita's aunt.

Gator Bowl or Rita's aunt.

I wonder which will be more fun.

Where would you go?

I would go to the Gator Bowl.

But knowing Hal, he's probably
going to end up in New York.

What Rita wants, Rita gets.

Amen, brother.

Okay.

- Bye, Dad.
- Have a great day.

Open your eyes!

Wake up!

Come on. Let's go.

Keep going.

Happy holidays, sir.

You have a good one.

Come on.

Turn around.

Hi.

- Rough night?
- Oh, hey, Tom.

Yeah, I seem to have
misplaced my keys, you know?

Hi. You forgot your keys.

See you in class, Professor.

Yeah. That happened.

Tom.

A little bird told me that
you are the top candidate

to fill my position
when my term is up.

Now all you have to
do is not mess it up.

Thank you, Dean.

Yeah, maybe the
Philosophy department

will finally get that funding
it so desperately needs.

I wouldn't count on it, John.

Have a good day, Tom.

You, too.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Anne Glass.

Second time she's called.

Did she say what it was about?

Yeah, she said it was personal.

I assumed you knew her.

I don't.

The fact is, Paul Revere did not
become a nationally known figure

until 1861 after Longfellow
published the poem.

And from that point on,

the historical facts
of what happened

on the night of April 18,
1775, took a backseat

to the popular myth
perpetrated by Longfellow.

Any questions?

Yes.

Are the rumors true?

Are you leaving us?

Who's going to take over
your classes? Dr. Peralta?

Okay, okay.

It's no big secret that I am
being considered for Dean,

but that doesn't mean that
I'm going to stop teaching.

I will have fewer
classes next year,

but I'll be around.

Okay, see you next Tuesday.

Professor Mason,

you're the reason I
changed my major.

Remember? Freshman year?

The role of women in
the American Revolution.

I remember you
being excited to find out

that women did more than cook
and darn their husbands' socks.

Yeah, women with guns...
There's nothing sexier.

Well, we can always use
another dedicated historian.

So, do you think
you'll leave B.U.?

You'll probably move
to New York, right?

I don't have any
plans to leave, no.

Good.

- Then I'll see you next week.
- Okay.

- I'm going to ace that final.
- I'm going to hold you to that.

Early Christmas present?

It's from Anne Glass.

She's got your number.
18-year-old MacCallan?

Jeanne, have I ever
mentioned Anne Glass before?

No.

Has she ever
called before today?

Not that I know of. I
thought you knew her.

It sure seems like
she knows you.

It's the damnedest thing.

Her name is sort of familiar
to me, but I can't place her.

You know, my grandmother
had Alzheimer's, Professor.

Same problem.

- Oh, that helps.
- I'm just saying.

Why did we discount
Chicago, again?

Because it is in the Midwest

and Clausen whined about
how cold it was for three weeks

after we were in
Minneapolis last year.

Maybe we should
just stay here...

Get a nice hotel downtown,
take in a Celtics game.

What do you think, Tom?

It doesn't matter to me.

Oh, no, hey. Come on. You
got to have an opinion about this.

New York, Chicago,

Jacksonville, or stay in town?

Golf courses, Tom.

Jacksonville has over
50 to choose from.

It doesn't matter to me, Dr. C.

Whatever you want.

Jacksonville, then?

Professor Mason, there's
someone here to see you.

Hello. I'm Tom Mason.

I'm Anne Glass' husband.

Oh. Okay.

I don't know what the hell
you think you're doing, man.

Is this about your wife?

I know that you're
having an affair with her.

What? No, come on.

- You deny it?
- I deny it, yes.

- I don't even know your wife.
- Shut up. Don't lie to me.

I'm not lying to you.

Look, I got a
message earlier today

from a woman named Anne Glass.

I haven't spoken to her.

To the best of my knowledge,
I've never even met her.

So I don't know where you got
the idea we're having an affair,

but you can forget it.

It's not true.

Oh, you don't know her,

but you're taking her
away for the weekend.

How's that work?

Okay, why don't you calm

- why don't you sit...
- I found the brochures, man.

Boston, New York,
Chicago, Jacksonville.

Where are you taking
my wife, Professor?

What is the deal
with these four cities?

- New York?
- No.

- Jacksonville?
- No.

Look, I told you, I
don't know your wife.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm going to ask you to leave.

How about...

I call your wife,

see what she has
to say about it?

I wouldn't do
that if I were you.

Mason, I underestimated you.

I don't have time for
your act right now, Pope.

You know, I believe it was
Schopenhauer who said that

every parting creates
a foretaste of death...

every coming together again
a foretaste of the resurrection.

A driving force for infidelity
if there ever was one. Wow.

So, tell me, where were
you taking the little woman?

Come on, Casanova,
you can tell me?

It'll be our own little secret.

You can go now.

Please, come on, Tom.

Denial, repression,
compartmentalization

but sooner or later, you're
going to tell me the truth.

Come on, Professor.

I don't know if I told you,

but a new dishwasher is at
the top of my Christmas list.

Yeah, I saw it there.

Actually, this remind me of
when we used to do dishes

at our old apartment
in Boylston, remember?

You were in grad school.

We had that ancient dishwasher.

I remember the landlord
always being there trying to fix it.

He had a thing for you.

What? Oh, come on.

Ha! Are you going to deny it?

He didn't.

I mean, okay,
yeah, maybe he did,

but I never encouraged it.

Well, he was 140
years old, you were 23.

That would have been weird.

How do you think we
got the garbage disposal?

I wish you could have
come to Hal's game.

He was great. He
scored two goals.

I'll come to the next one.

That's what you said last time.

Who's Anne Glass?

Anne Glass?

Isn't that the woman
you were talking about

- in your sleep last night?
- Yeah.

Well, then shouldn't you
be telling me who she is?

Hey.

What's so important about

New York, Boston,
Jacksonville and Chicago?

Are you feeling all right?

Okay, you feel hot.

Maybe I should call Dr. Raskin.

Honey?

You're really starting
to freak me out.

I'm going to call him.

Who kicked you in the nuts?

Something's happening to me.

Yeah, the husband of
the woman you're banging

wants to kill you.

I think somebody's
trying to gaslight me.

Does that sound insane?

Of course not.
Like, you historians,

you're always obsessed
with organizing chaotic tangles

of random, absurd events
and then trying to organize them

into tidy, little orderly
narratives and explaining them.

No, no. Spare me
the metaphysical rant.

This isn't me trying
to explain anything.

This isn't a joke.

Something's going
on. This isn't my life.

Mason, it's no joke.

Honestly, it's what Baudrillard
called the simulacrum.

That's where you can't tell
your life from your dreams

and your dreams
from your life, all right?

Trust me. Just stop trying
to find meaning in it all.

Just embrace it, all right?

Blow your meticulously
constructed little suburban

prison to smithereens.

Take your lover to New York
or Chicago or... Jacksonville.

It's all good.

Dad.

Dad, what's going on?

What do you mean?

Mom says you're acting weird.

She's right. I am.

Does it have anything
to do with this?

I'm not having an affair, Ben.

I wouldn't do that
to your mother,

I wouldn't do it
to your brothers,

I wouldn't do it to you.

Something's going on.

What?

I can't explain it. I'm
trying to figure it out.

Where are you
going this weekend?

What?

Where are you going?

New York, Chicago,
Jacksonville? Where?

Why do you want to know?

- I'm your son. Wh...
- Are you?

What do you mean?

I... I deserve the truth.

I got to go.

Where are you going?

What am I supposed to tell mom?

What am I supposed to do?

Stay away from me.

I thought maybe you
changed your mind.

No.

Americano, two shots...
Just how you like it.

You want to tell
me what's going on?

I looked into
hotels and flights,

and everything's available.

I just need to know
where we're going.

Is this about New York,
Boston, Jacksonville, Chicago?

It's your Christmas present.

Oh. Okay.

Tell me.

Boston...

New York...

Chicago...

Jacksonville.

Aren't we already in Boston?

Exactly why I would
eliminate it, but that's just me.

It is a nice hotel.

Don't get me wrong.

There's something great
about each one of these cities.

The question is, do
you want to travel,

how far do you want to travel,

and is the sun important?

I know that's technically
three questions.

And if we never plan
on leaving the hotel,

I guess it doesn't really
matter where we go, does it?

Tom.

You're a little squirrely
today. What's going on?

What is going on is
that I don't know you.

That's funny.

I'm not laughing.

I don't know you. I've
never met you in my life.

And yet here you are,
you're haunting me,

your husband is
visiting me at work.

I've got a wife, and
I've got three kids.

And what you're talking about
would blow up my entire world.

Tom... I thought the whole
point was to blow up your world.

Did something
happen at home today?

Does Rebecca know?

Did you tell her about us?

I... There's no us.

Fine. Go home, then.

Tell your wife you're
not in love with me.

Tell her you're not taking
me away for the weekend.

Tell her you're taking
her away instead.

But tell me where you're going

so at least I don't make
the mistake of showing up.

I wouldn't want to blow
up your world or anything.

Boston?

New York?

Chicago? Jacksonville?

Tell me where you're
taking her, Tom.

Where are you taking her?

Tell me.

You owe me that.

Wait a minute.

I know you.

Tell me where you're taking her!

Tell me!

I know you, and you're not Anne.

You're not Anne.

Tell me. Tell me
where you're taking her.

You owe me that.

Tell me.

I knew it was you.

I have to hand it to you, Tom.

You figured it out faster
than I thought you would.

With enough prodding,

the subconscious
always reveals the truth.

Sooner or later, you
would have told me

which tower you plan
to attack with the Volm.

I know that it will be
one of those four cities...

which is why I've
pushed to get the grid up.

Tell me now, and this
could all be over for you.

Where do you plan to attack?

Go to hell.

In case you haven't noticed...

this is hell.

Move, move!

You all right?

Cover the six!

Dad, are you okay?

Take this.

Where's Anne and Lexie?

I don't know. The
Overlords took them.

You're lying.

No. I don't know.

Then you're of no use to me.

Look! I hate to break up
the reunion, but we got to go!

No, we don't! I
need Lexie! Let's go!

Yes, sir!

- We got to go!
- Ben, come on!

How long have I been out?

Two days.

Tom, you shouldn't be...

There's no time.

Karen's accelerated
the grid schedule.

Doesn't matter.

We're briefing the assault now.

We're going to hit them
in less than 24 hours.

You didn't tell her where our
attack was coming, did you?

No.

Good. That was
our biggest worry.

We're still go for
our original target.

Tom, you want to lay
out the map for us?

Yeah.

Tom.

Tom.

What's wrong?

Everything.

You find this funny?

I do, because you must
be so scared, Karen.

How does that feel?

To be scared?

You will tell me
what I want to know.

So, what's next?

Pain stick?

I think we both know

you're beyond manipulating
through that kind of pain, Tom.

You've learned to
endure it in its many forms.

Not true, the other members
of your family, though.

Anne and Lexie, for example.

Where... Where are they?

In a place where bad
things will happen to them

unless you cooperate.

I would hate to think
of the lasting effects

a pain stick might
have... on an infant.

This is so simple, Tom.

Why are you making this so hard?

You will tell me where
you plan to attack,

and you will tell me now.

I got movement.

10:00, 50 yards out.

It's not your boyfriend,

though it does bear a
striking resemblance.

Oh, when are you going to get it

through those blonde
locks of yours, Maggie?

Hal Mason is never coming back.

He is gone, probably dead.

And you'd be dead, too, if
he had taken you with him.

I tell you, he did you a fa...

Bro, grab some sack
time. I'll take it from here.

Lyle, keep an eye out
for the Masons, will you?

They should be along any minute.

Yeah, you bet.

Get off me.

I interviewed everybody
that was in the hospital

at the time President
Hathaway was murdered.

Everyone has an alibi...

except you, Madam President.

Can you account for your

whereabouts at the
time of his death?

I was in my quarters.

Can anyone verify that?

My sentry.

He was outside your
door, not in your room.

That's correct, Colonel.

I'm not in the habit of
sleeping with my bodyguards.

What you're telling me is,
you don't have one solid lead.

What I'm telling you, ma'am,

is that I can account
for everyone except you.

So, you're finally starting
to see things my way.

Still no solid evidence
the President's the mole.

Circumstantial... That's all
we got, and it's not enough.

Maybe.

I could be wrong.

But if I'm not, we need to
be clear-eyed about this.

She hasn't allowed you to
radio Hathaway's people.

Why?

Now, I say it's because
she doesn't want

any soldiers here poking around.

And why is that?

She wants to
keep us in the dark.

She's isolating us, Colonel,

until the time is right,
when, bam, it's lights out.

Damn it. I wish Tom was here.

Well, he's not, and he
ain't ever going to be.

I should be out there
looking for them right now.

Yeah, you do that,

who's going to be out here
looking out for Charleston?

Not me.

No.

We need to thread this
needle ourselves, Colonel.

Whatever this is, it's
just you and me now.

There's nobody else.

You challenged her.

There's a target on your back.

Colonel Weaver.

What is it, Maggie?

Scuttlebutt is, we'll
be leaving any day.

I know you can't
confirm that, but...

I'm betting whatever the
target is, Karen will be there,

and I want you to put
me on the first team in.

The first team is likely to
take the most casualties.

I know that, Colonel.

It's about Hal, isn't it?

It's about taking that
bitch down once and for all.

Maggie, when and if we
go, you'll be in the rear.

But Colonel...

Things could have
been different, Tom.

We want you to know you
only have yourself to blame.

Anne... Lexie.

You murdered them?

I'm sorry, Tom.

You left me no choice.

I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to kill you!

I'm going to kill you!

All right, hold still. This
one's in pretty deep.

Okay. All right.

All right.

All right, that's the last one.

All right, thank you.

I guess the mole
wanted to make sure

we didn't contact anyone.

You got that right, Anthony.

I'll be in the infirmary
if you need me.

Thank you, Lourdes.

I better get back on the line.

Maggie.

If you hadn't have stopped me,

I would have been there
when that radio blew.

Put me on the
first team, Colonel.

Done.

This residue looks Espheni-made.

Get it to Dr. Kadar.

He might be able to identify it.

I want extra people
on every entry point

and every exit down here.

I want double security details

on the President's
quarters, Volm complex.

And find me another radio.

I liked Anne... I really did.

I didn't want it
to come to this,

but you have to understand.

The Overlords have lost
confidence in my methods.

They're quite annoyed with me.

I had no choice.

I'm going to kill you.

The defense grid
goes operational

in a matter of minutes, Tom.

Once it's up, you've lost.

It's hopeless.

Listen to me.

You can save your sons.

You can save the human race.

You can stop this
needless killing.

Tell me the plan.

Never.

It's starting.

Bring him.

It looks like a neon spider web.

More like bars on a cage.

Listen up!

We all knew this was
going to happen, and it has.

There's nothing we can
do about it except our jobs,

so stop gawking and get to them!

Let's go!

Colonel.

Madam President.

- Walk with me.
- Right.

Anthony thinks I'm the mole.

You think I'm the
mole... I know that.

I clashed with Hathaway,
Hathaway's dead.

I ordered you not to contact
his people, the radio's destroyed.

You opposed the Volm
mission... Suddenly, you're for it.

Well, that's because
of what Cochise said.

If we don't take that grid
down, we're all going to die.

And you believe him
now without reservation.

I have plenty of reservations.

The only thing I'm certain of

is that the Espheni built
that grid, it's not good for us.

So, yes, I'm
backing the mission.

I hope to God we're
not making a mistake.

We all hope that.

Colonel, if you
remove me from office,

if you seize control,
then from that moment on,

Charleston will
be ruled by the gun

and the new United States
will no longer be a democracy.

All these names hanging
from these branches,

what do you suppose these
people gave their lives for?

Colonel, Tom said that
you were his strong right arm

and that you could be mine.

I hope he was right.

Madam President...

He was.

We're not going to move on her.

Make sure your people know.

We're going ahead
with the mission?

The tactical details
are "need to know."

Our target... "Need to know."

The President does
not need to know.

That's how we play it.

- You sure?
- I'm sure.

It's not enough to
win this war, Pope.

We got to be
worthy of winning it.

And by God, we will be.

Charleston!

Charleston! Anybody there?

Who goes there?

It's Hal!

Wait.

What's the password?

I don't know the password, Lyle.

We've been gone for two weeks.

We're coming in.

Turn that thing off.

You're going to
make them sniper bait.

Maggie.

Where's Tom? Where's your dad?

He walked out of Keystone,
he walked back from Michigan.

He'll be back.

Yeah. Of course he will.

Hi.

Rebecca.

You are the love of my life,

Tom Mason...

The father of my
beautiful boys...

My faithful and adoring husband.

I love everything about you...

About our life together.

I cherish every memory...

Every heated word...

Every murmur of
affection between us.

I want you to do
something for me.

Get up.

Leave.

Don't come back
here. Don't look back.

There's nothing for
you here anymore.

Nothing.

You're here.