All language subtitles for Hippopotamus.2018.480p.WEBRip.x264-English

(logo buzzing)

(logo beeping)

(ominous droning music)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(Ruby shouting)

(light rattles)

- You overslept.

My name is Thomas Allcroft,
and I have kidnapped you.

You will remain captive until
you've fallen in love with me.

Your name is Ruby Wattz,
you are 25 years old.

- Ruby.

- You studied law at university.

You were born in Dorset.

Your mother was a paramedic.

Your father was an architect.

(nose blowing)

Excuse me.

You're an only child, and
you're still afraid of the dark.

- What have you done to me?

- I severed
your ligaments.

Don't move, don't
fidget, don't do anything

if you ever want to walk again.

Your possessions are in there.

I have not touched them as they
are your private belongings.

Two are painkillers and the
other is a contraceptive pill.

I will bring you food
three times a day.

Help you wash every other day.

If you need to go to the
toilet, then I will help you.

Do not try to do this yourself

as it could cause
irreparable damage.

Lights on at 7:00 a.m.,
lights out at 11:00 p.m.

And do not try to escape.

We're 10 miles from
the nearest household,

and your legs don't work.

- Did you rape me?

- No.

(door creaking)

The pain will only get worse

if you don't take
your medication.

Please, Ruby.

- Why are you doing this?

(Ruby screaming)

Hey, hey!

(unsettling percussion music)

(blowing nose)

(Thomas tapping)

- Breakfast is served.

(dramatic music)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

You're in pain.

You should've told me.

Now I have to up the dosage.

Open your mouth now.

Swallow.

Good.

Show me.

(door creaking)

(ominous music)

(Ruby groaning)

Don't try to get up,
you'll only make it worse.

- Who are you?

What have you done to me?

- My name is Thomas Allcroft,
and I have kidnapped you.

You will remain captive until
you fall in love with me.

Your name is Ruby Wattz.

You are 25 years old,
studied law at university.

Your mother was a paramedic

and your father
was an architect.

You are an only child.

You're still afraid of the dark.

- What's happened to my legs?

- It was a necessary precaution.

Couldn't have you running away.

They will heal given time.

All you need to do is take
your medication and rest.

Two are painkillers.

One is a contraceptive pill

that will stop your
menstrual cycle.

I have no sexual intentions.

It's just efficient.

Your possessions are in there.

I have not touched them as they
are your private belongings.

I'll bring you food
three times a day.

Help you wash every other day.

If you need to go to the
toilet, I will help you.

Do not do this yourself as you
may cause irreparable damage.

Lights on 7:00 a.m.,
lights off at 11:00 p.m.

Do not try to escape.

We're miles from the
nearest household,

and your legs don't work.

- Did you rape me?

(chair clattering)

(door creaking)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

- Be patient with
this type of injury.

No moving.

(Thomas whistling)

(ominous droning music)
(ball thudding)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(glass shattering)

(nose blowing)

(door creaking)

(pills rattling)

(nose blowing)

(light humming)

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills
you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills
you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills
you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

(alarm beeping)

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills
you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills
you with excruciating pain.

Do not try to move.

There is no hope of escape.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

Even the idea of standing fills.

(lights clicking)

My name is Thomas Allcroft,
and I have kidnapped you.

You will remain captive until
you fall in love with me.

Your name is Ruby Wattz.
(light twinkling music)

(Ruby moaning)

(ball thudding)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

- Can I
ask you something?

- Depends
on the question.

- What happens if I don't
fall in love with you?

Will I stay here for
the rest of my life?

I mean, it's not
very romantic, is it,

cutting the back of
someone's legs open?

I mean, when a girl says
she wants a man to sweep her

off her feet, I hardly think
this is what they have in mind.

- What
can I get for you?

- What do you mean?
- What do you need?

What do you want?

- Well--
- You're obviously

feeling better.

You're making jokes.

You must be getting bored,
so what can I get for you?

- Well, a pillow and a
blanket would be great.

Something to read maybe
to make the time pass.

- Hm.

- I mean, doing nothing
isn't exactly healthy, is it?

I need to have something to do.

- You want a book?

- Yes, please.

- I should be
able to get that for you.

- Thank you.

- What do you think
of the drawings?

Pieces of art, you like 'em?

- They're okay.

- Thought I'd
brighten the place up.

You look well.

You look better.

- Thank you.

- Tell me again what
it was that you wanted.

- Something to make
it more comfortable.

- Pillow.

- Blanket, book.

- Pillow, blanket, book.

Pillow, blanket, book.

Pillow, blanket.

Your book.

- I read it before.

- It's your favorite.

What's the matter?

- It's just it's the only thing

I've actually remembered
since I've been here.

- I know.

- It was just so vivid, sorry.

- That's because the
book is a trigger.

It's linked to such a strong
emotion that it triggers

a memory that would
otherwise be lost.

Any memory that's linked
with strong emotion

can be restored.

All you have to do,
find the right trigger.

- What else could be a trigger?

- Anything, an image,
sound, emotion, smell.

Or any combination of them.

- So I could get my memory back.

- Well, yes, if you're
willing and patient.

I can help you.

- Thank you.

(alarm beeping)

(birds chirping)

- Would you like a hot beverage

to accompany your meal today?

Anything you like, you name it.

- Anything at all?

- Anything, whatever
you're most thirsting for.

Bet you I have it.

- What about

a red bush tea?

- Oh, fine choice.

(birds chirping)

- You know I was gonna
choose this, didn't you?

- It's the only thing you drink.

- How do you know all this?

- I've done my research.

- Don't trust him.

(door creaking)
(Thomas whistling)

- It's okay, go ahead.

- Sorry, I've just been
thinking about that book.

- You have?

- It's just so good,
such a great story.

I never saw the ending coming.

- You finished it already?

Ruby, what's the matter?

Talk to me, please.

- How many others, Tom?

- What?

- How many others have
you kidnapped before me?

- Ruby, I don't know what
you're talking about.

- Don't lie to me.

How many other girls
have you done this to?

I'm not special, am I?

Probably done this
dozens of times.

And what do you do?

See someone on the street
that takes your fancy?

Start following
them, stalking them,

researching all about them?

Then what?

You attack them, snatch them
away, lock them down here?

Try and trick them into
falling in love with you.

That's not how love works,
Tom, not in the real world.

Does it ever work down here?

Of course it doesn't.

They never fall in
love with you, do they?

Then what?

You beat them, drug
them, rape them?

Do you ever let them go?

Of course not, you're
too smart for that.

You can't have your
evidence scurrying away.

You kill them, you
chop up their bodies,

burn them, bury them,
hide them in the walls.

You don't want me to
fall in love with you.

You just want anyone.

(dishes clattering)
(Ruby shouting)

- Sorry.

Don't know where you got
this ridiculous idea from.

- I wouldn't want you to have
done this for someone else.

This is special.

- There is no one
else, just you, Ruby.

(ominous droning music)

It's still healing,
needs more time, okay?

(dramatic music)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(door rattling)

- One last
thing, Miss Wattz.

(dramatic music)

(wall rumbling)

- Can we have a candle?

- You want a candle?

- To change the mood.

It would be romantic.

(flame hissing)

- I think we should
forget about last time.

Have a clean slate.

- Yeah, I know you're
only trying to help me.

I was just overthinking,
got confused.

- I should have given you
more things to stimulate you.

- You can go mad in this
blank space all day.

- Well, I'll get you
another book after lunch.

- I keep having this
reoccurring dream.

- Yes, what about?

- I'm unconscious underwater,
sinking down and down.

- Sounds more like a nightmare.

- No, it's weirdly
peaceful, serene even.

And then this figure appears.

He's going to rescue me.

He pushes me up towards
the surface, and then I--

- You wake up.

We're making
progress, aren't we?

- Yeah, I think (coughing).

Water.

- You should start
with Carroll first.

You'll enjoy that one.
(light twinkling music)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

That's it.
- Ow.

- That's it.

- Tom, can we stop please?

- You're doing great.

You're nearly
there, nearly there.

(Ruby pounding)

Did you ever notice that picture

above the sink's a bit wonky?

- Oh yeah.

- Don't worry, I
just thought I'd say.

- Don't worry, I'll fix it.

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(footsteps thudding)

(ominous droning music)

Everything okay?

- I'm good, how are you?

- I thought we could try
walking again before dinner.

- Sure.

- Hm.

(Ruby groaning)

Have a rest.

If we keep making
progress like this,

maybe we could be
eating upstairs soon.

Voila.

- It looks good.

- Yeah?

- I like it.

- Thank you.

- Why all this effort?

- It's a very special meal.

- How so?

- Just try it.

(elegant piano music)

You enjoying it?

- Mm.

- Good.

- This is really nice.

- It's the only restaurant
in Dorset that does this.

It's your favorite.

- It's gorgeous.

How's your salmon?

- It's crispy skin with
quite a succulent center,

brandished with herbs.

I read this somewhere.

And well it's got high
notes of lemon and thyme

and well there's quite
a hot chili after burn.

- Woo. (laughs)

I was just going
to say this salmon

is both exquisitely rich
and wonderfully tender.

So much vitality, it positively
quivers on the tongue

with flavors so vigorous
it's simply bound to excite

an woman to the point
of crisis. (laughing)

- It is orgasmic.

(Ruby laughing)

- Shh, shh. (laughing)

I'm not with you.

- Give our compliments
to the chef.

- Right away, sir.

(Ruby laughing)

- Shh.

What?

- I got you something.

- Really, you shouldn't have.

- Close your eyes.

Lift up your hair.

- I remember.

It was so vivid, it was
like I was actually there.

Wow, I could see
and taste my meal

just as clearly as
I can right now.

- It's called a
flashbulb memory.

In this case, the
trigger is the meal.

It's linked to such a
strong emotion in your mind,

it can trigger an
extremely vivid memory.

- I was with you once, wasn't I?

We were together.

- It was our anniversary meal.

(light droning music)

(birds chirping)

- This is my favorite
chapter I think.

- Yeah, it's the primrose
chapter, isn't it?

That was always your favorite.

You were inseparable
from that book.

I was envious of it.

- Really?
- Uh huh.

I wanted to discard it,
throw it away, burn it.

I remember when
you first read it.

You read this piece out to me,

and it was the worst
reading I had ever heard.

(Ruby humming)

It did nothing for me.

But I always
listened tentatively.

And it was around that
same time we first started

to ride our bikes together.

The summer when you
moved in next door,

you'd be out on your
bike almost every day

riding up and down the cloughs,
and every day I would wait

by my bedroom window
just to see you.

Then I would come out
on my bike and act like

it was all some big coincidence.

I don't know if you knew, but
if you did, you never let on.

(pencil clattering)

It's cold out there.

You'd need a coat, Ruby.

- I can't sleep.

(dramatic music)

(door rattling)

(light hopeful music)

- Ruby, I have to say this or
I'm always going to regret it.

Ever since I met you,
ever since we were little,

all I've wanted to do
is spend time with you.

Recently...

Recently, I've come to realize

that it's more than that to me.

I love you, Rubes,
I always have done.

I know you've had boyfriends
and I know there's lots of

important stuff coming up,
going to different universities,

but I really,
really want to spend

the rest of my life with you.

You're so funny, you're
so smart, you're caring.

Truth is I care for
you more than anyone.

- I don't know what to say.

I love you too.

- You do?

- I feel the same way,
and I want that too.

We really were
together, weren't we?

Everything is real, all of it.

- Are you starting
to believe me?

- I'm starting to
believe myself.

I remember, we loved each other.

- This one controls the
lights and the brightness,

and this one controls the music.

(funky bass-heavy music)

I know this one.

* Rhythm's playing on
my mind, mind, mind *

* Cause more trouble
than it's worth *

* It's only worth
it if it hurts *

* Mix in pleasure with a swirl

* Rhythm's tripping out
my mind, mind, mind *

* Feeling fragile
when it works *

* It's only worth
it if it hurts *

* Flirt with fire
and get burned *

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

- You picked the song,
what's the matter?

We're just having some fun.

We're just having
fun, it's okay.

* Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Ruby crying)

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
* Yeah, yeah, yeah

* Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

- What?

- Will you tell me something?

- Anything, Ruby.

- How did we come to this?

- It started a
long time ago now.

One weekend, I was
coming to visit you.

- How come we never happened?

- What?

- How come we've never happened?

- What?

- You know, we've
always had this thing.

- Oh, the thing where you get
drunk and embarrass yourself.

That thing.

- Yeah, that thing.

- You were waiting
ahead with your flatmate, Nick.

(phone buzzing)

(Nick vocalizing)

- Yes, we are
going to the same house.

- Pot of gold, pot of gold.
- No, this is--

- Pot of gold.
- No.

- No, no, no.

- It's, I love him.

- So I'm trying to call
you, and I hope you're okay

and having a nice evening.

Anyway, Rob has
been a life-saver,

and he's driving me over
now, so I'll see you soon.

Okay, bye.

- Nick.
- Come on.

Come on.
- Get off.

- What are you doing?

Get off me, you're drunk.

- Shoosh, shoosh.
- Stop it.

Stop, you're hurting me.

- Come on.
- Get off me, please.

Nick, Nick, listen to me.

No, no, no!
- Yes.

- No, no!

(slaps cracking)

(Ruby coughing)

(Nick breathing heavily)

- If she don't let you
in again, I'll still spoon you.

- Appreciate it.

(blows thudding)

(Thomas shouting)
(blows thudding)

Die!

I killed him.

I didn't know what to do.

- What the fuck have
you just done, man?

Oh, shit, shit, shit!

I can't believe you just
dragged me into this!

We just fucking--

- Rob, be fucking quiet!

- No, don't you fucking dare!

Don't tell me what to do!

(Ruby crying)

- Who are you?

Who are you?

Who are you?

(Ruby coughing)

- Yeah, hello,
yeah, I need an ambulance.

Yeah, no, it's fucking urgent.

I need you to get
here right away.

No, no, no, I can't--

- No, no, no, no, put it down.

- What--
- Shh, shh.

- What are you fucking doing?
- Shh. You'll wake her up.

- I don't give a shit,
we need to get some help.

What are you doing, man, huh?

- She's not responding.

- I don't give a shit, we
need some fuckin' help.

- Listen to what I'm saying.

- Okay, tell me.

- My Ruby is not
responding to me.

- Okay, so why don't
we get her some help?

Why don't you wake up and why
don't we get her some help?

- I should've been there.

(dog barking)

It was my fault.

Rob drove us as far
north as he could.

After that, we were on our own.

(Thomas knocking)

You'll be okay now.

If you need anything,
please just call.

Don't come and find us.

Thank you.

(dramatic music)

I took you as far
away as possible.

(water splashing)

I started rowing the boat

and took you to a tiny island
with an abandoned farm.

(wind whistling)

(Thomas pounding)

(light airy music)

(flashlight clicking)

(Thomas pounding)

(Thomas coughing)

- Who are you?

Who are you?

I don't know you.

Please don't hurt me.

- It's me.

(Ruby crying)

It's Tom, it's your Tom.

- Please, no.

(drill buzzing)
(Ruby pounding)

Let me out!

You can't keep me in here!

Let me out, please!

Please!

You can't keep me here!

Please, no!

- I had to believe
I could save you.

(Ruby pounding)

(Ruby screaming)

I learned everything I could

about your condition,
retrograde amnesia.

You'd lost all memory of
your life before the attack,

and you had difficulty
forming new memories.

I soon learned if you slept
too long, your memory would

reset to how you were
immediately after the attack.

Look what I found.

Didn't think I
brought it, I did.

Look, it's us at the prom.

It's us, look.

It's you in your red
dress, and there's me.

It's your prom night.

It's me.

(wind whistling)

I learned how it was
possible to trigger memories.

- I've read it before.

- I found a way to control
your sleep so you could learn

for more than just one day.

Progress was slow.

I had to try and find new ways

to help you remember
who you were.

So especially significant
emotional memories

are stored in different
parts of the brain.

- Not the hippopotamus
thing, that's damaged.

- The hippocampus, exactly.

So that means that they
should all be retrievable.

So all we need to do is just
find the correct trigger.

I tried all sorts of scenarios.

Can you describe him?

- Who?
- The man who attacked you.

Facial characteristics,
appearance, height.

- I don't know.
- Learning more

and more each time.

Good morning, Miss Wattz.

How was your first
night in the clinic?

Going to play you a song, so
close your eyes and relax.

Until finally I felt
confident I could fix you.

I was ready to help
you remember us.

I needed a scenario to
buy me time and allow me

to slowly gain your trust.

A blank canvas, something
I could control which would

allow me to introduce
triggers when you were ready.

Your brain told you
I was the villain.

Your legs are broken.

You cannot walk.

So I played my part.

Now I've finally fixed you.

- Finally.

- I love
you so much, Ruby.

So much.

- I love you too.

(light twinkling music)

(alarm ringing)

(Ruby shouting)
(flesh squishing)

- No, no, no, no!

(Ruby shouting)

(Thomas gasping)

(Ruby screaming)

(blows thudding)

(Ruby grunting)
(Thomas groaning)

Ruby.

(kicks thudding)

(dramatic music)

(Thomas gasping)

(birds chirping)

(geese squawking)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(Ruby grunting)

(water splashing)

(Ruby breathing heavily)

(monitors beeping)

- Well, we have been in a bit
of an incident, haven't we?

You'll be very pleased to
know that the surgery was a

complete success, and you'll
make a full recovery very soon.

Due to the nature of
your injury, though,

you have suffered some
short-term memory loss.

But don't worry, I give
you my full assurance

that it'll call
come flooding back.

I'll let your boyfriend know
that you've come around.

When you wake up.