All language subtitles for Suspicion - 01x08 - Unmasked

The truth is...

Sean.

Sean.

Hey, look at me.

You don't wanna do this.

Hey.

There's nothing we can do for him.

Shit. Natalie, come on. Natalie.

- Oh, fuck.
- Come on.

Leave him. Now.

Okay.

Keep on going. Keep moving.

Keep moving to the road.

- Out of the way!
- Keep moving.

- Where are we going?
- Away from here.

Come on. Come on.

Great work, team.

All right, now, I wanna see you
challenge yourselves even more. So...

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Tell the truth!

- Tell the truth!
- Keep it moving.

No access to Times Square
from any direction.

- We're closing the street.
- What's going on in the Square?

They put the Newman kid on the screens.

No access to Times Square
from any direction.

Move away from the area.
We are closing the street.

We've gotta get off the street. Come on.

It's him! You look exactly
like him, man. Aadesh!

It's okay. Come on. Come on.

Tell the truth!

Guys, let's move, please.

No. No questions. Let's go.

Do you know where he is?

- We're working on it.
- They're gonna kill him, aren't they?

- Ms. Newman.
- They put this everywhere.

We're sealing off Times Square

to stop a crowd from gathering, but yes.

They hacked the game stream,

and they're flooding sites with it.

Katherine?

- I need to get you away from the hotel.
- Why?

Because whoever set off the
alarm did so as a diversion.

Why?

Because they'd just
killed Martin Copeland.

I'm so sorry to have to tell you that.

Who shot him?

The same people who took Leo?

- We can't be sure at this point.
- Do you know where they are?

- We believe they're still in the...
- No.

It's a simple yes or no question,
so why don't you just answer "no"?

Do you see the problem? Do you
see what this is all about?

Until we find him, which we will,

- I need to move you out of the hotel.
- I need to see him.

Who?

Martin. I need to see him right now.

- Ms. Newman...
- I told you I would not leave here

until Leo is safe.

Is he safe?

No.

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Where the hell are we going?

Let's keep moving.

Keep up. We need to stay out of sight.

I'm done.

We're all fucking done, thanks to
you. Why'd you have to kill him?

It's what I came here to do.

- That is so selfish.
- Guys.

What about us?

I'm sorry, but I owe Monique

- more than I owe you.
- We have to keep moving.

I don't care what happens now.
I can just hand myself in.

I'll tell them that none of you
had anything to do with it.

Anything to do with what? The kidnap?

You didn't kill anyone, okay?

None of us did. It was
Sean. It was all Sean.

Now come on.

There's a lift.

Ugh, come on. One of these
fucking buttons has got to work.

Shit.

What?

I left the gun in the room.

Where'd you get it?

Monique's friend.

- Ah, fuck.
- You're a good shot.

I guess that's where we'll go then.

I was aiming for his head.

Let her through, but keep an eye on her.

You said someone was trying to kill you?

- I haven't done anything wrong.
- No, Professor Cresswell.

As we explained, you're not under arrest

or being accused of anything.

- We just need your help.
- I need protection.

From who?

Uh, I live on this old barge, tethered.

Hasn't moved in 25 years.

I don't see anyone,
but I could hear them.

Outside. This week, Tuesday.
Or maybe it was Wednesday.

- What day is it today?
- We don't have a lot of time.

Why did Leo Newman's
kidnappers show your picture?

Do you know who Leo Newman is?

I knew they'd come.

Who's "they"?

They buried everything.

I tried to publish.

I did everything I could. Truly.

But... That's... that's
when it really started.

Whisper, whisper, whisper.
The whispering.

About what? About your
relationships with students?

Come on.

And people believed those rumors?

People? Yes. But not just people.

Deborah was much younger than
me when we... we fell in love.

Twenty years younger.

But even at 18, she...

There was only ever her.

How she could not see that, I...

Okay, so your wife Deborah,
she believed the rumors too.

Not wife. We never married.

But she left you?

She... said things you can't unsay.

Or un-hear.

Couldn't take the risk.

Then gone.

I never saw them again.

- "Them"?
- "Them"?

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!
Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Holy shit.

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Billboards in Times Square.

You said we'd know we made it

when our clients were on
billboards in Times Square.

A few desks and a coffee machine.

You thought it was so cool to
be right in the middle of it all.

And then we realized why
it was so goddamn cheap.

The reality wasn't cool or exciting.

It was... empty.

And hollow... and dark.

Stay where you are.

Leo, where are the kidnappers?

They are the kidnappers.

You did this.

What happened to us, Martin?

Talk to us, Eric. You had a child?

- Tara?
- Tara?

- No.
- What are you doing?

Tara, stop. Tara!

Nobody could find me. But she did.

Even as a baby, she was determined.

- Hey.
- Hi, Leo. Well done.

Hi, honey. You okay?

Once she set her mind to something...

Is that Tara?

- No Tilson?
- No.

My Evie.

- Hey! Hey, stop!
- You stop!

- Nobody shoot!
- You bitch!

- You lying fucking bitch!
- We all lied.

- Step away from her.
- Lower the gun!

You set me up! You set us all up.

You let... You let me kill Copeland!

What?

- Everybody stay calm.
- Leo.

Martin's... Martin's dead?

Copeland might not
have been part of this,

but he did send that rendition team.

- He admitted it. Monique is on him.
- No, it is on you. It is all on you!

None of this would have happened

if it wasn't for what you have done.

Oh, poor innocent Natalie.

- What?
- You were chosen for a reason.

- You all were.
- Why?

You know why.

Because you're a part of
what makes it possible

for Cooper Newman PR
to carry on ruining lives.

Aren't you?

Who the fuck are you?

- Hey. Hold on.
- Leo, stop.

No one was supposed to die.

- Too late.
- Lower that gun.

Aw, is the rich white boy realizing

- he doesn't control everything?
- You bitch.

- Go on, shoot me.
- Natalie.

Go on. Do it.

I have got nothing left
to lose thanks to you.

Tara?

Did you really... Did you really pla...

Hey. Hey, hey. Okay. Okay, okay.

You really planned this?
Right from the start?

Not this part.

It doesn't matter now
whether you believe me,

but nothing after we were released
from the NCA was planned.

The rest was us reacting.

The four of us, our links
to CNPR and the masks,

was meant to be a distraction

- for the first 24 hours.
- Five of us.

What?

There are five of us.

He had nothing to do with us.

Right. So it's only me
that's innocent here.

- Wait. None of that explains...
- I told you...

- No.
- It's the only way we could get through.

Yeah, but why here?
Why'd you bring us here?

Tell the truth! Tell the truth!

Tell the truth! Tell the...

We can't just stay here like this.

Nobody's going anywhere before
Katherine Newman tells the truth.

You must really hate
her to have done this.

Or really love her.

This was their first office.

No one knows that. They
erased it from their story.

Doesn't fit the image.

It's empty because the owners worked
out the place is more valuable

as advertising space than for
people to work or live in.

Most people don't set out
to make the world worse.

- Just happens.
- But it's not too late.

Oh, it is for Martin.

When my father died,
he was there for me.

- He was there for both of us.
- Instead of all this,

couldn't you have got a therapist?

It's not like you can't afford it.

Okay. Well, let's say...

Let's just say your mother does
whatever it is you want her to do.

She has to tell the world
the truth about my father.

That she lied about his
work and about him.

- Cresswell's your dad?
- I don't give a fuck who he is!

Okay, but what then? What happens next?

What... He's just, what,
supposed to go back home?

And what about you? What about them?

- No way.
- What?

Don't you see what they're doing?

They're trying to convince everyone

that we were the kidnappers all along.

- No, we're not.
- Because there's no need.

They're already convinced.

- Huh?
- You can't... You can't seriously think

you can just create your
own version of reality

like we're all in some kind
of fucking computer game.

Why not?

The rich and powerful have
been doing it for years,

and mostly no one complained.

But now we can fight back.

Look how easy it is.

Top story on news feeds
from all over the world.

They all seem to think this is reality.

Someone is always in control.
The question is who and why.

Where are they going?

You can't afford to look away.

This is my life.

This is my real life. You
shoot me and I'll bleed.

Like this? You think this is makeup?

Yeah, well, I'm not
denying that I told lies.

You got access to Cooper
Newman's dirtiest secrets.

- But I didn't look at anything.
- Exactly!

You're not an idiot.

You knew precisely what CNPR is about,

and you had the chance to expose them.

But it didn't even occur to you,

because all you were thinking
about was getting a job.

- I'm not one of the bad guys.
- You made a choice.

Tara, please, you know me!

You know us! You know
we're not the bad guys.

Does that make it better or worse?

And none of us know each other.

Do any of you really trust one another?

Why didn't you say that you picked
that up from the hotel room?

- What?
- My gun.

I even said that I left it there.
Why didn't you say you had it?

Because he's a cop.

Aren't you, Eddie?

- Eddie?
- Fuck it, man. Just tell 'em.

Tell 'em what?

He works for your mother.

It's all right, Eddie.
You can tell them.

I'm sorry, man.

- You lied. You...
- Aadesh, don't.

How did you know?

- We didn't.
- Not for sure.

But we never would've got
here without you, would we?

Please. What exactly did she tell you?

Eric.

I thought I'd lost her.

Listen, sir.

Your daughter is in a whole
world of trouble right now, okay.

Trouble people don't get out of.

- At least not alive.
- But you can still help her.

I know what it's like
to lose a child, Eric.

I was in the military.

And, uh, my son...

All he ever wanted to do was
follow in my footsteps. And he did.

And he was so proud, you know?

I saw that look on your face
when you talked about Evie.

It's the same look he has when
he talks about his daughter.

My son was killed, Eric.

And now I'm never gonna see him again.

All those years away from your
daughter, at least you had hope.

That she might come back
into your life one day.

And once you lose that hope...

and that photo's all you have...

Help us.

Daisy.

So, I finally got you a phone.

By the time you watch
this, it'll all be over.

Or it won't, because you didn't
do as you were told, as usual,

and you're watching this early.

Either way, you're probably gonna
hear a lot of things about me.

And in case I'm not around,
I wanted you to hear my version,

so you can make up your own mind.

I told you I don't know
who my birth father is.

That's not true anymore.

I always wanted to know.

And after Gran died, I felt
like I could look properly.

Took a while,

but eventually...

I found him.

Your grandfather's
name is Eric Cresswell.

God, Daisy, you would love him.

He never did what anybody
told him to either.

And he's clever, like you.

He found evidence that one of the
biggest oil companies in the world

didn't want anyone to see.

So their PR agency
spread lies about him.

They destroyed his
reputation and his life.

And not just his,

because lies, and the damage
they do, gets passed down.

Generation to generation.

Your gran took me away when I was little

because she was worried I'd be affected

by what my real dad had done.

Or what people said he'd done.

And I understand that.
I don't blame her for it,

but I think she was wrong.

What parents do always affects
their kids, no matter what.

That's how it should be.

... a lot of those chanting
"Tell the truth" here tonight

are younger people.

Whatever happens,

this feels like a new generation
demanding to be heard.

Saying, "We want to do
things differently now."

I've learned from someone
not much older than you

that it's not enough to disapprove.

It's not enough to post a clever comment

on social media and
get on with your day.

It's too late for that.

It's time people like Katherine
Newman paid for the lies they tell.

And amongst other good news,

I have some of my own to announce.

I can't tell you how proud it makes
me to confirm that my son, Leo,

will be president of the Cooper
Newman Charitable Foundation.

Effective immediately.

Thank you.

Come on up, honey.

What I'll say is I'm proud
and excited about the future.

I've learned from the best,

but, um, now I'm also gonna
do things my own way.

... future. I've learned from the best,

but, um, now I'm also gonna
do things my own way.

Thank you!

Thank you.

But most importantly, my Daisy Duke,

above everything else,

I just want you to know that I love you.

Sorry to wake you, sweetheart.

I know it's late, but there
are people on the phone.

It's about Mum.

No, don't be scared.

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

I'm with her.

Could Tara have been in touch
with her without you knowing?

By email or any other way?

Has Mum been in touch with you at all?

Uh, no.

You're positive she
doesn't have a phone?

I'm certain. Uh, look,

can you be more specific about
what exactly he said to her?

He says that Tara told him
everything should become clear,

but if not, Daisy would
be able to explain.

You know it's important to always
tell the truth, sweetheart,

don't you?

Did Mum say anything to you
about meeting her real father?

- No.
- Uh, no.

Was there anything specific
about her New York trip?

Uh, what, what about
Mum's New York trip?

Was there anything she said or
did that seemed a bit weird?

What did she say about this?

She didn't say anything.

Just where they do the big countdown.

- What is it?
- Um, it's, uh, it's a snow globe.

Uh, she brought it back for Daisy.

It's Times Square. It's the building
where they do the countdown.

Number one, Times Square.

I need you guys to leave, please.

Everybody out. Clear the room.

Thank you.

Anything?

No, but those sirens are
definitely getting louder.

There's only another 10 minutes.

- Shit. Check the screens!
- Backup power's on.

- Oh, God!
- Oh!

Drop the gun.

Get me confirmation that was gunfire.

You keep these protesters the hell
away from here. You understand?

I'm waiting for more on
that increased activity

around Times Square, but...

Uh... Okay. Okay. Right now?

Give me the phone.

Why? You said you'd
already made contact.

It doesn't matter now, does
it? They know we're here.

They cut the power.

- What if they come in shooting?
- I said give me the phone, Tara.

Now!

- Eddie!
- You, you, over there.

- Sean, please.
- Shut up.

Hey, Leo. Nice to meet you.
I've heard a lot about you.

You don't scare...

On your knees, all three of you.

How did you find us?

Tracker in your shoe.

They weren't a part of setting you up.

In that case, you two can go.

Joke.

He didn't set you up either.

Why did you come back?

I told you at the cottage,
someone will have to pay.

You don't understand what this
is, Sean. What it could be.

Problem is, I don't care.

I don't believe you.

I'm okay with that.

- Come on, Leo.
- No, no, no, no, no.

Sean, no. Sean, please.

Come here. All right. Come on.

- Get up, you.
- Leo!

Leo, I'm sorry.

Get down.

Eddie! Eddie.

Shit. Oh, shit.

Oh, he needs a hospital.
Tara, give me the phone.

No, Aadesh, we can't. We can't.

- Because he's police?
- No, because we can't stay here.

We can't leave him either.

They'll arrest us as kidnappers,

- then Sean kills Leo!
- Natalie, he knows the truth!

- Yes, and he might die!
- Exactly!

Exactly.

Fucking asshole!

Something's happening.

Ms. Newman? Can you hear me, Ms. Newman?

How are you holding up, Ms. Newman?

I'm sorry, but...

I need to speak.

- Can I speak?
- Okay, sure.

Go ahead. You're live on air.

First, I need to talk
about Eric Cresswell.

As you may now know,
more than 25 years ago,

Professor Cresswell's skill,
integrity and hard work

yielded results that could've
had many consequences.

Including costing my
company's client, IOP,

and indeed, the entire sector,
a huge amount of money.

I can't speak to what they did.

But at CNPR, we created an
entire strategy of disinformation

in order to protect
our clients' interests.

We commissioned rival reports
from lesser scientists,

built a whole community
of highly visible experts.

All of whom had only one brief:

To emphasize the uncertainty
around climate change.

At the same time,

in order to minimize damage

in the case that Professor
Cresswell's report

reached the public domain,

we tried to discredit him as a source.

We did that by building a suggestion

he had inappropriate relationships
with young women.

That wasn't emphasizing the uncertainty.

That was a lie.

Mr. Cresswell did nothing wrong
professionally or personally.

We did. I did.

She's doing it.

She's actually doing it.

Ms. Newman, that's quite an admission.

I'm not done.

The worst of it, I realize now,

is that when we undermined
Professor Cresswell,

we undermined science itself.

And the repercussions of that

may be as damaging and
far-reaching as climate change.

Because we undermined the facts.

We created doubt when there was none,

and helped bring about a culture
where nobody trusts anything.

Even their own eyes.

Because one person's fact is
just as true as anyone else's,

and there's no such thing as a lie.

The truth is that that's
maybe the biggest lie of all.

I'm telling you, the only
chance any of us have got

is to tell the truth.

We didn't only help make
people doubt the truth.

We helped make them
doubt it even existed.

One of the things Leo learned from her.

People want stories, not facts.

And you, we... are the best story.

And for that, as much
as anything else...

I am truly, truly sorry.

People want the three of us to
be the kidnappers. And Sean.

They... They want to believe
in what they think we did.

So, why not let them?

The fact that I didn't know at the time

that these things were happening
in my company, it's no excuse.

The fact is, it is my company.
And therefore, my responsibility.

We're the only ones who
know what really happened.

Nobody's gonna believe Sean,
and the kids won't say anything.

- And if Leo is...
- You're insane.

And you're going to jail
for a very long time.

Are we really gonna let
this all be for nothing?

I have learned a lot in the past week.

This experience has made me realize

that I got a lot of things badly wrong,

both as a businesswoman and as a mother.

- And I want a chance to go on learning.
- Aadesh.

I can see how much you want
to make something of your life.

Well, this is it!

And I think you feel that.

You, you should go.

You should go.

Eddie.

Are you alive? Oh, God.

You need to go now, out
the way Sean came in.

I'm not leaving you.

I get it. I'm with you.

We do know each other.

Now!

Active shooter!

NCA officer! Stay back!

Go, go!

- Face down!
- I'm NCA! I'm NCA!

Keep your hands where they are!

Stay where you are.

- Look at me!
- I'm looking.

The world has changed,
and CNPR will change with it.

If we don't, we will die,
and we will deserve to.

Uh, Ms. Newman?

- They found Leo, Ms. Newman.
- What?

He's alive.

Is he...

In an underground parking
lot near Times Square.

Oh, thank God.

Okay. You're all good.

I got a visual. Suspect spotted.

How do you want me to proceed?

Go!

Stand still.

Ah, hey!

I heard you're lucky to be alive.

Did they find them?

So far, only Natalie.

Hey. It's not your fault, okay?

You did everything you could.

I'm proud of you.

And you're safe. You and Leo.

Yeah.

We did it.

I'll talk to you soon.

Hey.

I wanted to thank you for everything.

Well, thank you.

- Did you see him yet?
- About to.

Have you told your daughter
you're coming home?

About to.

Professor?

- Hi, Granddad.
- Daisy.

It's nice to meet you.

Leo.

Mom.

Hi.

Leo. Leo.

It's hard to believe
it's real, isn't it?

One thing you still have to learn,

hiding the truth is easy.

Escaping it is...

Nobody can look away now.

We'll see.

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