All language subtitles for Y The Last Man S01E02

Previously on Y: The Last Man...

I need some money.

You can't afford cheese,

but you want to marry
your girlfriend.

Can we please ju...
Can we talk about this?

No. Ju-ju... What am I, what
am I supposed to do here?

Am I supposed to
chase after you?

- I'll be back in a few hours.
- No. Can you just...

Well, your wife is texting you.

I am going to tell her.

Get out. Get-get out!

I'm not rushing to
blow up a marriage...

Get out!

Congresswoman, we'd
like to see you.

You had the opportunity to
work with me. You passed.

I want us to be friends again.

We will be. In about
two and a half years.

Maybe some place with hills?

We need someone
embedded with POTUS.

- There's a credible threat.
What's the threat?

I'll brief
you in a couple weeks.

Mr. President, your nose.

Help me!

Get out!

You think it's a weapon?

I don't know.

Where's the vice president?
Flight to London.

- We'll get him on the ground.
Is this everyone? Where's Emily?

Lisa. Lisa, come on.

Air Force Two
just fell out of the sky,

- crashed into the Atlantic Ocean.
When?

Three minutes ago.
It's everywhere.

Confirmed. Deacon Miller.

Peter Saske. Henry Mitchell.

Oh, my God. It's the
entire line of succession.

James Porter.
Confirmed dead.

Regina Oliver. HUD.

She's in Israel.
Has anyone found her?

We're trying.
She's the next president.

This is CR 355. Pick up.

New York, this is
CR 355. Do you copy?

L.A., this is CR 355.

Are you, are you there?

Omaha?

This is CR 355.

Do you copy?

Atlanta, this is CR 355.

Are you there?

Do you copy?

They know we're not in there.

They know that, right?

In a week and a half, our coal
surplus will be exhausted.

Power plants will
start to shut down.

We'll be
in the dark ages.

No food. No clean water.

- No power.
- Sorry,

which, which cities
are we talking about?

All of them.

Madam President.

Can I have a word?

- Agent Sarah Burgin.
- Go ahead.

Uh, I need to speak
to you privately.

It's urgent, ma'am.

I don't know how to say this...

Listen, if you've got somewhere
you need to be, family,

- just let your superior know...
- I'm not Secret Service.

I'm a member of a
covert task force.

Code name Culper Ring.

We only answer to the
president. There's no red tape.

Well, I was chair of the
House Intel Committee;

I would have to
approve the budget.

You did. Our budget's redacted.

One of my superiors
should have read you in.

I'm not authorized
or I-I wasn't,

but I don't... I don't
know who's left to do it.

I was embedded with the
Secret Service eight days ago.

Before that, I was in Oklahoma
on another assignment.

They pulled me out with an
hour's notice, sent me here.

They wanted me
with the president.

There was a credible threat.

Which was...?

I don't know, ma'am. I
hadn't been briefed yet.

So we don't know if it was,
uh, a nutjob with a grudge

or, say, a weapon designed to do

whatever the fuck
happened eight days ago?

I answer to you, ma'am.

I'm here for whatever you need.

Is your name even Sarah Burgin?

- No.
- What should I call you?

I mean, you can call
me Sarah, if you like.

Or Agent 355.

Oh, God!

They're through the gate.

Oh...

- General Reed.
- I've got the colonel on the phone.

What do you want me to tell her?

- Pull them back.
- Ma'am?

- What?
- Pull them back.

We're outnumbered. We'll
lose the White House.

It's a house. We'll rebuild.

- What happened?
- What's that mean?

Where's the signal?

We need the signal back!

- Everybody...

Listen up!

I think I should
try to inspire us.

But it's hard, isn't it?

I'm not gonna bullshit you.

I think it's going to get worse.

Maybe a lot, before
it gets better.

They are hungry,

angry, terrified.

They're grieving.

This is them dealing
with all of that.

We are going to have to
keep making hard choices.

To try to help

deal with the panic
and the outrage.

But it's going to
take all of us.

Let's get back to work.

As the foremost anthropologist
in the western hemisphere...

Oh, the foremost?

Love to be the foremost.
- Well, Dr. Deville,

you know, people are asking

people are asking when you'll
be finished with your paper.

Oh, wait, who's asking?
The people.

They want to know when
you'll be interested

in having sex with them again.

All of the people
want to know that?

- Yeah.
- Wow. All of the people want to have sex with me?

That sounds, um,
exhausting and painful.

Well, I mean,
they have a right to know.

- They do.

Why don't I read this to you
while I massage you and, uh

- feed you strawberries?

- That's romantic, right?
While you massage me?

I wish you had a...

Tonight, okay? I promise.

Seriously,

I love you. I love
you, babe, but...

Five minutes?

Five minutes.
Yes!

Let's go.
Okay, turn that off.

Hey, crate up.

The CDC
says we're going to see

more waterborne
illness in New York.

What the hell happened?

It's a sinkhole on 21st Street.

Our engineers say the buildings
around it could go, too.

Stagnant water in the subways,
bodies in the water supply.

Ma'am.
We can't make a push?

Get the generators going,
pump the water out?

No, generators have
been down for 11 days.

11 days with no
pumps, water rising.

And subways are too close to
the surface of the street.

I mean, the whole lower
half of the island's

built on colonial garbage.

How long?

24 hours.

Yesterday it was a week.

- We were wrong, ma'am.
- There's still time

for Hero to get out.

All right. How many
people are left?

- 80,000. Give or take.
- Leaflets?

We've been blanketing the city.

We still have to
salvage the Guggenheim,

- the Whitney Museum...
- Fuck the art!

Everything we have
on the people.

Every place I can think of.

Her apartment, work,
friends' places.

I mean...

Ma'am, they've looked.
If she's alive,

she left the city.

You answer to the president.

That's what you said. Right?

Yes, ma'am.

Then find my daughter.

This is President
Jennifer Brown.

In this dark time in
our nation's history,

we must call on our
collective strength,

our compassion and
our generosity.

The resilience of
Americans is unparalleled.

And we will rebuild together.

Why won't you help me?

I'm trying. I'm sorry.

He was working.
Lower Manhattan.

Ma'am, we're
closing this location.

- You need to evacuate...
- You can't do that.

To one of the camps.

Everyone is sick in the camps.

There's
medical care, food.

Is your husband's
body accounted for?

- Ma'am.
- Or is he out there

- rotting somewhere?
- He's not on our list.

- You can check Boerum Hill.
- Ugh!

They only have J through
M at Boerum Hill!

- Why won't you help me?
- I'm trying.

I'm sorry.

Let's go. Come.

This is President
Jennifer Brown.

In this dark time in
our nation's history,

we must call on our
collective strength...

I don't know why
anyone works here

if they never have
any answers, right?

They should just throw
everything in a pile,

let us sort through
it ourselves.

I've seen you before.

We're always here
at the same time.

Yeah.

Who's, uh, who's this?

- Esme.
- Salinger?

My husband chose it.

That's who you're looking for?

You, too?

This is President
Jennifer Brown...

- My brother.
- In this dark time

in our nation's history...

Do you know where,
where he was? Or...

Working. He wasn't even
supposed to go in that night.

Someone was sick.

Good luck with your brother.

You, too.

And we will rebuild together.

Please follow the instructions
of government officials

in order to make your
evacuation as safe as possible.

I couldn't find
it in my apartment.

Someone must have taken it.

Course they did.

First thing I'm looking
for in a place is a weapon.

Why'd you
have a Taser anyway?

It was a prop for a show.

- Jesus.
- What do you want, man?

I thought I had it. Least now
we have the extra bike chain.

Yeah, and
only half the shit.

Jesse's bike needs new treads.
We don't need shitty props.

Guys, look, we could wait
a couple days. It's all right.

If they close the
bridges, we're screwed.

We gotta go tonight.

What the fuck,
Hero? Where have you been?

Did you get
anything off the list?

Uh, yeah. A Leatherman.

You were supposed to get a
camping stove. We have a knife.

Well, as it turns out,
you're not the first person

to think of looting an REI.

You, um, you gotta take it easy.

He's an asshole.

Yes.

Where the hell have you been?

Well, they're worried.

They should be worried.

They're biking to Vermont

to live with Ian's
transphobic grandma?

- She fucking hates him.
- Yeah, okay.

Well, then evacuate
with everyone else.

Sam, come on. What
are we gonna do

in Vermont with Silas?

Listen to yacht rock,
start a commune?

Then let's leave. Right now.

And find a government rep
and tell them who you are.

Sam...

Look, I get it.
It's complicated.

But who gives a shit?
You'd have food and water.

I'm sorry.

You like me halfway
sober, right?

20 minutes with my mom, and
I promise you I won't be.

When have you ever
been halfway sober?

I'm gonna go track down
a, um, camping stove.

What time
are we leaving?

As soon as it's dark.

- You have six hours to evacuate.

Please make your way
to Grand Army Plaza...

Captain. Captain!

You heading to New York?

- Yeah.
- I'll be coming with you.

Who did you say you were again?

Sarah Burgin. Secret Service.

The president asked me
to hitch a ride with you.

We're just dropping leaflets.

Change of plans.

Mom? Are you gonna
get dressed today?

Nope.

Oh!

This information
just came in.

You need to tell General Reed,

and she needs to
get here now. ASAP.

Yes, ma'am.

What was that?

There's a militia group

occupying the
Arizona statehouse.

- 12 hostages.
- Three state reps

with a team from NTSB.

They were coordinating
the highway cleanup.

- Do we have an extraction team?
- We're working on it.

- Demands?
- They're blaming us.

They think we unleashed
a biological weapon.

They want answers.

Food, medical supplies...

Get Luke Air Force
Base on the sat phone.

Okay.

Any word from New York?

Um, they'll call
if she checks in.

Kimberly's here. You
promised her ten minutes.

- I can't...
- She'll keep asking.

Kim. How's your mother?

You moved the
timeline on New York?

We had no choice.

What's the plan for
the Manhattan Cryobank?

There's a team
scheduled for Friday,

but if you move
up the timeline...

There's 80,000 New Yorkers
left on the island.

And priceless genetic
material in that building.

My father thought
of me as an advisor;

He always wanted me to
share my opinion freely.

We're not even sure if any of
that material is still viable.

Well, we'll never know if we
let the backup generators die.

Of course.

Which is why we've
already secured

over a hundred sperm banks,
but New York didn't quite...

You sent soldiers to your
daughter's neighborhood.

We sent soldiers to every
neighborhood, Kimberly.

Ah.

You're doing everything you
can for everyone you can,

but, ma'am, without
men, there is no future.

I hear you, but we're just
trying to survive the present.

You
have five hours to evacuate.

Please make your way
to Grand Army Plaza

for immediate evacuation.

You have five hours to evacuate.

Please make your way
to Grand Army Plaza

for immediate evacuation.

Amp!

Amp. Amp!

Amp.

Jesus. Amp?

Hey.

Hey, you want a treat?

I'll give you this
Snickers, buddy. Come here.

Ah, damn it.

There's dead people down here.

And rats and shit. Come on, man.

Goddamn it.

Amp?

Ampersand. Amp!

Amp.

Amp.

Amp.

Amp? Amp?

Goddamn it.

Shit!

Oh, come on.

Oh, come on, come on, come on.

Come on, you fuck. Oh, God.

Yeah.

Ah.

Shit. Uh, hi.

Yeah. Uh

Okay, obviously,

I'm, uh, I'm
trespassing and you, uh,

you seem like a nice lady.

So, look, I'm sorry, hey.

If I can just grab a shirt
and maybe a pair of pants...

- Suyin?!
- You're kidding me.

Who? Uh, okay.

Hi, everybody.

Are you sick?

No. No, no, no, no, no.

What are they talking about?
They-they talking about me?

Why aren't you dead?

That is a great question,
and I wish I knew. Look,

I just swam in subway water

and I'm kind of
worried my skin's

gonna start peeling
off my skeleton,

just, like, dripping off onto
the floor in a little puddle,

and, um, I don't love
being naked with strangers.

Look, can you just tell her,

if I knew you were here, I
would have just raided a Gap.

Or something, okay? So I'm
just, I'm just gonna go.

Okay?

Oh! Okay, okay, okay.

- Can you tell her to stop

pointing that thing
at me, please?

- Just stop

pointing it at me, okay?!

Can you just...

Okay. What do you
want? I don't...

Okay. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- I'm not gonna hurt you.
- She thinks we can trade you.

I haven't talked to another
person in, like, forever,

and my monkey ran away.

N-N-No. And now you're
all, like, staring at me.

And, um... Oh.

Oh, shit. Oh, shit.

I just need a second.

Okay.

Okay.

Fuck me. Doing this
naked feels, uh...

I'd give anything to just

just go home. Okay? I just...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Shit.

: I'd give anything
if I could just go home.

Please.

Okay. Okay.

All right.

Okay.

You have to get out of the city.

- Now.

Don't get trapped here.

This is our home.

Here.

Look, you should
just take it, okay?

You should get out of the
city while there's still time.

It was you, wasn't it?

I knew there was someone.

Thank you.

What?

I wasn't crazy.

At least he wasn't alone.

Did you get a cat? Fuck.

- Yorick, a cat?
Do I look like a...

Do I look like a
cat guy to you? Ew.

- Who do you think I am?
- That's totally

the kind of shit that
you would think is funny.

A cat's not funny.
What's funny about a cat?

Oh, ironic
acquisition of a cat

is totally in your wheelhouse,
and if you got a cat,

I'm moving out!

It's not a
cat. It's not a cat.

Don't worry.

Take a look.

It's not a cat, I promise.

Yorick...

- A monkey?
- I know.

He's a capuchin.
We can call him...

- A capuchin?
- We can call him Ampersand.

I think we should
call him Ampersand,

- 'cause it's like...

Amp.

: Amp.

Amp, come here, buddy.

Come on. Come here.

: Yeah.

Oh, God, you're such an asshole.

Hero?

- Shit.

: Okay, okay.

I think I'm out of ideas, buddy.

They left an hour ago.

Took the bikes.

Do you have any idea what
it's like out there for me?

The questions I have to answer?

The shit I have to
explain all over again?

This city used to
be the one place

where I felt like
I could breathe.

And now the walls
are closing in, and

you just cost me the
one chance I had.

I didn't ask you to wait for me.

I'm a liability.

They took the rest
of the testosterone.

Two weeks.

Those fucking guys.

God, you fucking hate everyone.

I don't hate you.

It's gonna be okay.

I've got you.

You've got me. Okay?

Please, I just want
to find your mom.

Just, please...

Just suck it up.

I don't care what she
did or did not do to you

a hundred years ago when
the world was different.

Okay?

And you owe me.

Okay.

Okay.

I-I have White
House credentials.

- I worked for the president.
I need you to step back.

Nora Brady. Nora Brady.

Call someone inside,
they'll tell you who I am.

- Ma'am, please.
- Ask the First Lady.

Hell, President Brown can
tell you who the fuck I am!

Mom...
No, no, no, no. She's just, she's not listening.

We belong inside.
They-they need us inside.

Essential
personnel only.

I am essential personnel!

Jesus Christ!

You're not on the list.

Mom, let's
just go. Please.

That's a mistake.

Call someone inside.

If they needed you,

they would have sent someone
to get you. Weeks ago.

It took us a day and
a half to get here.

I'm sorry.
We're all doing our best.

Please, let's just go.

- Yeah?

Marla.

They said you
were working, but...

Oh, please. Any time.

- I brought reinforcements.
- Ah.

You, uh, you have
any glasses or, uh...

Oh, it's all right. I'm
not much of a drinker.

Oh, you don't have to lie to me.

I still have more work to do.

Oh, you'll always
have more work to do.

Don't make me drink alone.

- What can I do for you?

Well...

I want to go home.

You know, it's going to be

months before we can
begin to rebuild...

I don't care about
the White House.

I don't care about rebuilding.

I want to bury my
son in Lynchburg.

We don't have enough
Secret Service.

I can't spare the ones we have.

So, I'm a prisoner?

: Of course not.

Maybe in a few months, hmm?

Huh.

So, you moved the
timeline on New York.

Isn't your daughter in New York?

She was.

I don't know where she is now.

Everyone thinks I'm in
denial, that she's dead.

Hero? No.

She's a pistol. She's
out there somewhere.

If she is, she's hiding.

The world ended,

and she's still
stubborn as hell.

When I was pregnant with Kimber,

a woman in a hair salon told me

I was having a girl.

"Well, how did you
know?" I asked her.

"Girls steal your
beauty," she told me.

- It's true.

I looked like shit.

Yeah, well...

I was awake all night worried.

Would she be pretty?
Would she be thin?

Would the world be kind to her,

or would it make her feel small?

Would she... would she
tell me her secrets,

or would she see everything
she hated about herself in me?

Or worse, would I see

everything I hated about myself

in her?

With James, it was like,

I just, I just hope his
guts are on the inside.

This morning, I sent
someone... to look for Hero.

Find her and drag her here.

One person to find her.

In a city of millions.

I've already used more than
my fair share of resources.

I'd have sent the
whole damn army.

I don't need a detail.
I'll walk if I have to.

I just want to go home.

Who are you?

Huh?!

Who are you?!

Yorick.

Mom. Mom.

- How? Where have you...

- Come on.
- Okay.

Come with me.