All language subtitles for THE FLASH S05E05

My name is Barry Allen

and I am the fastest man alive.

To the outside world I'm an
ordinary forensic scientist.

But secretly, with the help
of my friends at S.T.A.R. Labs

I fight crime and find
other meta-humans like me.

But when my daughter came
back from the future to help,

she changed the present,

and now our world is
more dangerous than ever,

and I'm the only one
fast enough to save it.

I am The Flash.

Previously on "The Flash"...

Ah!

What is that?

It's a game my dad and I used to play.

It's a letter from my
dad. He's still alive.

You put a power dampening chip inside me

to take away my speed.

Is that why you've been so cold to me?

Why you don't want to
spend any time with me?

Mom thinks that she had good reason

to suppress my powers in the future.

I support her decisions.

Let's just call it, Barry.
She's not coming. Again.

She's probably just helping with Jenna

so Joe and Cecile can sleep in.

Every day for the past two weeks?

They look really tired.

They do.

Tripped alarm at
Central City Art Gallery.

- Someone stole a Monet.
- At 10:00 a.m.? That's bold.

CCPD's en route, suspect
heading west on Ruger.

The thief just turned on
to Ramirez off of Fifth.

Almost there.

He's not carrying anything.

Because he handed it
off to someone else.

- Nora?
- Nora?

- Uh, where's he headed?
- I got him.

I can stop someone on a motor cycle.

No, Nora, let Barry help, okay...

I know you did not just
cut me off, miss thing.

Gotcha.

You okay?

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This is why we train,
Nora. Every single day.

Not when you feel like
it, not because you're mad,

and why you always
have someone in your ear

when you're in the field to help you.

- I know that.
- Then why did you turn me off?

Because I can't listen to you anymore.

It's always the same condescending,

I-know-better-than-you crap.

I just want to be me and
you sit behind your desk

and you say "no" every time

and I've been hearing it my
whole life and I'm sick of it.

- Your whole life?
- Yes, Mom.

Since I can remember,
and you never change.

Iris.

You know, Nora, I wish
you would try to understand

who your mom is today,

and stop seeing her as who
she becomes in the future.

- That's for you.
- The hell is this?

Well, that's the hours
to apply against my debt.

Fruitful hours spent
getting closer to uncovering

the identity of your
serial meta-killer, Cicada.

And how's that?

Well, I apply a complex
formula... complex for you,

involving the terminal
velocity and the weight

of the S.T.A.R. Labs' satellite
and the velocity of Barry

and Nora traveling when they...

Destroy the satellite, right,
allowing me to conclude that...

The debris from the satellite,
the satellite shrapnel,

and the man who would become our Cicada

would be found within this perimeter.

And that took you how long?

Oof, Dr. Snow.

Eighteen hours 'cause I'm
only semi-excellent at algebra.

You know this is calculus, right?

Guys, look, calculon, algebra,

either way it doesn't tell
us where the shrapnel fell.

Mais non. You have to
scan the entire city

to find the exact location.

Okay, so you need Sally
the satellite to find

Sally the satellite
and we need Thomas Snow

to point us to Thomas Snow.

- You lost him.
- At Thomas Snow.

We've hit a dead end
with regards to my father.

I looked through all
of his notes and papers.

There's no more hidden
messages we could use.

A satellite to run DNA
recognition patterns but...

I thought losing him when
I was ten was hard, but,

the idea that he's out there

and I might not be able to get to him...

Maybe I can help you.

I thought your powers weren't working.

No, not fully, but this I can do.

You okay?

I saw him.

I saw your dad in... in an office

sketching something in a notebook.

I couldn't quite make out what it was.

Did you see anything else?

Um, equations on a chalkboard.

We didn't have a chalkboard
in our home office.

No, but tell us everything that you saw.

What's on the walls, what's on
the desk, what he was wearing.

Leave nothing out.

He had an ID. It was,
like, a yellow logo,

like a yellow state building.

Yellow logo, so, not a state building.

A university building.

Hudson University.

- Professor Stein.
- And did you know him?

I knew he admired him,

but I didn't realize
that they were friends.

Add that to the growing list of secrets.

Let's go drive.

Thank you.

It's what I do.

Natalie, come here. I have a
pre-wedding surprise for you.

Flawless asscher cut
diamonds set in platinum.

Over 383 karats.

My great grandfather
gave this to his wife

on their wedding day.

Tomorrow, it's yours.

Tomorrow? That's torture.

Stop!

Mazel Tov.

Can you describe the man that you saw?

I'd barely call him a
man, the way he moved.

And when he looked back at me,

it was terrifying.

- Could you see his face?
- No.

He was wearing some sort of clown mask.

And you're sure the necklace

is the only thing that was stolen.

Yes, and it's irreplaceable.

Thank you. I really appreciate it.

Hey. A nice surprise.

Yeah, well, a million dollar
jewelry theft is still news

even in Central City, so.

So, you're off the metas, huh?

Yeah, no, not today.

You know, I think I'm just
gonna follow up on this

while it's still fresh.

- I'll see you tonight, okay?
- Okay, wait. Hang on.

I mean, we're working on the same case.

Why don't we pool resources,
maybe solve this one together.

Yeah, I don't know, Barry, it's just...

Come on, grab some Big Belly
on the way to S.T.A.R. Labs.

It'll be like a date.

- All right.
- All right. Come on.

This is the life.

Seriously, I could stay here forever.

No worries, no schrap from mom...

Wait, wait, wait, what was that?

- Schrap.
- Schrap?

Schrap. You know, like all
the nagging that mom does.

I mean, she acts like she supports me,

but what she really wants is a boring,

quiet daughter who just
wants to stay inside all day

instead of go out and do anything

that might be the least bit dangerous.

Nora, this is the West house.

In it, every West is given respect,

most especially your mother.

I am sure she raised
you as best she could.

She raised me to be afraid of the world.

But I'm a hero, you know, like dad.

And we have to keep moving

until everyone that needs us is safe.

Okay.

I'm sorry, what is this for?

When Papa Joe comes back, this table

is going to finally be built.

You wanted to keep moving.

- Oh, do I have to?
- Yes.

All right, I'll make you a deal.

For every chore you do

I'll tell you one thing Papa
Joe told me about your father

that didn't make it into
the precious Flash museum.

Oh, Mama Cecile, the museum has

a complete record of all
of Dad's accomplishments.

Including the time Barry
ended up in an alternate past

filled with golden
giants called "Grodans"?

Wait, what?

Grodans.

Done. So then what happened?

Not done. Wait for it.

Huh.

Yeah.

So, why exactly does Caitlin have a key

to Professor Stein's old office?

Clarissa gave me a key. She
didn't realize that Martin

and my father knew each other either.

I wonder what he was doing in here.

Well, perhaps Mr. Ramon
could vibe the chalkboard

and we could see for ourselves.

What do you think?

What did you see?

Hydrogen chains bonded over and over.

Two oxygen at absolute zero.

It's like it's making heavy water.

Not heavy water.

Ice.

Another one of my
father's hidden messages?

Ah.

"Khione"?

What kind of a message is "Khione"?

A clear one.

At least to me. Look, monsieur Ramon,

you said that earlier that
you could see that Dr. Snow,

her father sketching something, right?

That sketch that you
could almost make out...

Did it look a little
something like this?

Good lord, are you a speedster?

Speed sketcher. It's a modest talent.

My father was drawing me?

Not you. Khione.

Khione, the Greek goddess.

Child of the North Wind,
whose realm was ice and snow.

Khione.

Killer Frost.

That means that whatever
Thomas was doing,

he knew that there were two of you.

Also, it stands to reason
that Thomas was there

at the point of
creation of Killer Frost.

So, he knew the truth
about Killer Frost?

- He knew who I really am?
- Right.

- Did I scare him away?
- No, this wasn't your fault.

Look, I don't know why he left,
but it wasn't because of you,

and we're gonna prove that.

You okay?

Yeah, just lost my
footing there for a second.

- What...
- What did you see?

You guys ever hear of Viera Chemicals?

Oh, it's an old chem
lab out in the Barrens,

but it's been shut down for years.

Well, what are we waiting for?

You know, it's been great
seeing you out there again,

doing what you love.

Yeah, I guess some girls grow
up wanting to be Supergirl.

I always wanted to be Soledad
O'Brien or Christiana Amanpour.

So yeah, it's really great to reconnect.

That's weird. It says the hair I found

is human but it can't pull any DNA.

- Maybe run it again?
- Yeah.

Come on, Novick.

You wanna improve Gotham City's skyline,

you do it with a building

nobody can take their eyes off of.

That's one of mine.

You go with me, I'll
design you a building

that makes the Burj Khalifa
look like a strip mall.

Architecture means everything to me.

I mean, you tell me.

How many other architects have won

the Pritzker Prize three times?

Good choice.

Where did you get this?

By some really weird markings

at the bottom of a large gift box

that I'm pretty sure was
opened from the inside.

Okay, you know you're
opening all of our mail

from now on, right?

Somebody called in a bomb
threat at Seaver Architects.

- What happened?
- That thing, it did this.

Flash.

That thing destroyed my life's work.

So, he squeezed his way

through an air conditioning vent?

Yeah, he could stretch kinda like Ralph,

except he was wearing a...

- Clown mask.
- Yup.

Just like the guy that
stole the Winehouse necklace.

Mm-hmm. We got a stretching clown meta.

Yeah, that's not creepy at all.

Yeah.

Did you find any more
of those weird lines?

No, and if there's more,
they're buried underneath

tons of rubble, just like
our meta, unless he was able

to stretch out of that one too.

Which... I'm sure he was.

- The lines.
- What?

Well, I mean, our meta can
stretch and contort, right?

What if his fingerprints can too?

Got him. Peter Merkel.

And he was arrested
for B&E two years ago.

Wait, Peter Merkel, the son
of Billionaire Theresa Merkel?

Yup.

How does someone go from
being a member of high society

to stealing heirlooms
and blowing up buildings?

Maybe we should attend
this gala she's hosting

and ask her ourselves.

Uh, I don't know,
what if Merkel's there?

So what? We'll come prepared.

Some meta handcuffs for me,

a taser for you, and we get to dress up.

- Barry.
- What?

This is a meta investigation;
this is not date night.

I'm just saying, I look
really good in a tux.

When did this happen?

The night your father disappeared.

Oh.

Well, well, well. Liquid nitrogen.

That's a potent accelerant, is it not?

Oh, this place it would
have gone up. Whoa.

So, all my father's
work is completely gone?

Well, not necessarily.

I mean, think about it.

Police listed this fire as accidental,

but they didn't know
about the connection

to Caitlin's father, so...

Ralph, my father told
me to come find him.

Yeah, no, I know that,
but a guy who disappears

on the night of a warehouse
fire and who's hard to find?

Well, if you think this
was arson, let me tell you,

if her father did this, well,
he would need a lot of help

covering his tracks, right?

Yeah. Maybe he got it.

Listen, my mom may
not be the best person,

but there's no way she'd be
party to something like this.

There's one way to find out.

What, you want to
question the mother again?

You already did that, and
what did you get? Nothing.

Well it's a clue. Surely,
we should follow it.

You already know that this is still

Tannhauser facility,
okay? So you're wrong.

Oh, I'm wrong? I'm wrong?

I'm the one who figured
out Cicada's mask.

You couldn't figure that out.

You said you wouldn't doubt
me, that was your mistake.

Enough, yeah, enough! Just give me this.

Cisco?

Cisco?

- You look amazing, by the way.
- Thank you.

There's Theresa Merkel. Come on.

Wait. What are we going to say?

We can't just ask her if
her son was recently hit

by dark matter into shrapnel.

- You'll think of something.
- Me?

So sorry.

Hi, Mrs. Merkel. I'm Iris West Allen.

Oh, I know who you are.

Don't you usually write about lunatics

and the heroes who catch them?

Well, you know, supporting the arts

is a citywide concern.

- Hmm.
- I'm Barry Allen.

Ah. And you're obviously
not here to make a sizeable

donation which means you, my dear,

are here on assignment.

All right, ask whatever you
like. You have two minutes.

Well, it's about your son, Peter.

When was the last time that you saw him?

That would be two years ago

when he broke into his own house.

I was out of town, and
my staff had him arrested.

Do you know where Peter is now?

No, and I don't care.

See, I gave him the world.

The finest private schools,
his own wing to play in.

But he just never appreciated it.

Enjoy the party.

I feel kinda bad for him now.

She's so cold.

Can you imagine what that was like?

Hey, you know what?

It's not a date without a dance.

Barry, wait. I mean,
this is work, right?

We just hit a dead end, so,
why don't we just go home?

Hey, hey.

Just one dance, all right?

Okay.

You know, we never really
had our first dance.

Yeah, this is really nice.

Excuse me for a second.

Hey. You okay?

She gave her only son
everything that she had

and it wasn't enough.

Just like I'm not enough for Nora.

You are nothing like
that woman in there.

You're sure, Barry?

I mean, I love our
daughter with all my heart,

but she hates me.

Because I turn my back on her

just like Theresa Merkel did to her son.

I lie to her about
everything that she is.

And I prevent her from living
the life that she deserves.

I'd hate me too. Iris.

You are never going to be
the person that Nora knows

from the future.

That's the thing.
It's not even up to us.

I've already become her

and I didn't even have a choice.

While you were unconscious,
I scanned your wounds.

There are still trace amounts
of aluminum-beryllium alloy

fused within your hands.

It's remnants from Cicada's dagger.

See, this is... this is what I need.

I just need rest.

No, Cisco, rest is not
going to fix this, okay?

Every time you vibe or
breach, the dark matter

is going to affect your
central nervous system,

causing you more and more pain.

Wait... which you must have
been experiencing all day today.

Why didn't you say anything?

Because you're my friend
and you needed my help.

Okay, but I would never
ask you to hurt yourself.

Every time you vibe

you are going to have
more and more seizures.

Then what am I supposed to do?

I remember when these
powers were a curse.

Seeing Thawne kill me over and over.

Knowing that darkness.

I didn't want that.

I didn't want to be a hero.

These powers were a part
of me. I had to learn that.

And when I did, they
showed me everything.

I could vibe every clue.

I could breach us
wherever we needed to go.

I could bring my value to the team.

If I can't take the pain,
that means Cicada wins.

No. Hey.

Listen, I get it, okay?

When DeVoe took away Killer
Frost, I was destroyed.

But you know what?

I'm still here.

And so are you.

Because you are Cisco Ramon.

Genius engineer,

prodigy hacker,

and the mechanic who built a cold gun

that could stop a speedster.

And you're my friend.

You're my friend who went out
there and hurt himself today.

Just to help me try and find my dad.

And that wasn't vibe.

That was Cisco,

and that's the guy I need.

That cold gun was pretty amazing.

It was stolen almost immediately...

Oh, immediately.

But yeah, it was pretty great.

You know, this case
will keep until morning.

Yeah, I know, it's just
Merkel's still out there.

And the gala was a
dead end and all we know

is that he committed two
completely unrelated crimes.

I don't know what to
do about Nora, Barry.

Yeah.

Well, look. I mean, you know
I'm on your side with this.

If you dampen her powers in the future,

it's because you care about her.

You're doing it to keep her safe.

Yeah. Just because I can protect her

doesn't mean that I'm a good mom.

This isn't like what
happened with Francine.

Isn't it?

She left me and my dad kept
it a secret all to protect me.

And when she came
back, I pushed her away.

I barely had a chance
to know her before she...

I lost my chance to
connect with my mom and...

Now when I get older, Nora
is going to push me away too.

That's not gonna happen.

Well, it sure seems to be
going in that direction.

Then choose a different route.

Make a different choice
when you raise Nora.

If you don't want to be that
person, don't be that person.

It's not that simple, Barry.

You're not your mom.

You're not Iris from the future,

and you don't have to be, ever.

I think you should stop worrying

about who you might become

and reconnect with who you are, now.

Yeah.

Now, let's go home, all right?

Actually, can I just meet you there?

I think I have a lead.

Okay.

Shut up. Dad did not keep singing.

No way was your father gonna let

the middle school production
of "Guys and Dolls"

turn out to be a disaster.

Okay, um, one more.

So, when your dad was about ten,

there was a kid in his
class that lost his folks.

Kid stopped smiling, barely spoke.

And for some reason, all
of the other kids in school

were being so mean to him.

So, your father had lunch with this boy

every single day

for a whole year.

And when springtime came
and the yearbook came out

your father gave the kid an entire page

and the photos of his
science fair project

made him "most likely to succeed."

And then the boy finally smiled.

Wait, but dad wasn't in yearbook.

That story wasn't about dad, was it?

It was about mom helping dad.

Wait, were all those stories
you told me about mom?

Nora, you're projecting
all of these feelings

that you have about
Iris 30 years from now.

You're not getting to
know who she is today.

These stories that I told you,

they're what made me fall
in love with the Wests.

Made me realize how
special this family is.

So...

If you liked them, plenty more in here.

Hey.

Hey babe, I just spoke with Mrs. Merkel.

I think I know what Peter wants.

The Jewelry, the building,

they all meant something
personal to the victim.

He wants to deliver

the most painfully
emotional blow possible.

Just like his family did to him.

You... you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, sorry, that MO fits perfectly.

Who do you think's his next victim?

Ugh!

Barry?

Come and get him.

Guys, Merkel kidnapped Barry.

- What?
- How's that even possible?

He's got Barry's meta-cuffs.

- Well, that would do it.
- Who are you calling?

Damn it, Nora pick up.

I'll ping Barry's cell,
see if I can get a location.

He's in Eaglesham
apartments on Simone Ave.

I don't think he's in the
apartments so much as on them.

Right.

Okay, guys. We don't have a
speedster, Cisco can't breach,

and Killer Frost is out of commission.

We need to come up with a
plan to rescue Barry now.

The extrapolator. We can
reach in and grab him.

Great, where is it?

Right.

Uh, about that...

I broke it.

How did you break
this? Batting practice?

It's not user friendly.

- You're not user friendly!
- Cisco.

It's going to take me at
least an hour to fix it.

- Cisco, we don't have an hour.
- Well, I...

No, but we do have me.

Let's go save The Flash.

That was inspiring.

- You got a cuff key?
- Thanks.

I'll drive.

Actually, I wanna try something.

Saw it in a comic book.

Whoo-hoo!

Whoo!

Ah, you're choking
me. You're choking me.

Hey, I used to live there.

- Ralph.
- Oh, I got it.

Police man.

Fancy cuffs.

Peter, you don't want to do this.

Look, I know how you got your abilities.

The night of the enlightenment, right?

You were hit by a piece of
the satellite, weren't you?

Crushed!

Snapped.

Broken.

Okay, well, I know
people who can help you.

People who could stop your suffering.

Suffering can't be stopped.

Especially hers.

If you touch Iris...

Don't want to hear your pain.

Only your wife's.

Let him go.

The wife.

You fire, he dies.

Okay.

Okay.

Just don't hurt him.

Hey Caitlin, what's up?

You heard the lady, Raggedy Dandy.

Let him go.

Okay.

Barry!

Mom. Holy schrap.

You just threw yourself
off a building to save dad?

- Yeah.
- That was beyond schway.

- You're crazy.
- I am.

- Thank you. I love you.
- I love you.

Oh, my God. Ralph is still up there.

I hope I don't land on my keys!

Ah.

Uh.

You guys still have those meta-cuffs?

Iris West Allen, I know
badassery when I see it

and that was raw, unrefined, cage-free,

non-GMO, badassery right there.

- You dove off a building.
- For me.

Yeah, I guess I kinda did.

What was going through you mind?

"Uh, please, God, don't
let me drop this key."

I mean, weren't you afraid?
You're not a speedster.

No, I'm not.

But my husband and my
partner and my best friend is.

Well, not to interrupt
this wonderful moment

that I just interrupted,
but, you know, I helped defeat

- that boneless bozo too.
- Mm-hmm.

It wasn't so easy. And
that... God, that mask.

It's like one of those porcelain dolls

that's gonna kill you while you sleep.

I thought it was more like a ragdoll.

Yeah, that's right. Still got it.

Hold your applause.

Guess it's off to Iron Heights

for slippery old ragdoll.

Oh, wait, you're... you're leaving?

Yeah, um, there's
something I need to do,

but I'll be right back. I promise.

She looks happy.

Yeah, she really does.

I do that too.

Oh.

I was writing about
what you did tonight.

It was awesome.

Thanks.

I guess it kinda runs in the family.

- Where did you get that?
- Oh.

Dad's always adding
to it. It's so silly.

No, it's not. It's your life.

I mean, editor of the
school paper by age 11.

Exposing a corrupt school
teacher at the age of 15.

I mean, you never talk about this stuff.

In the... the future, I mean.

It's, um, one of your off-limits topics.

I'm not allowed to ask about it.

Look.

Nora.

I am not that person in the future.

And nothing is off limits to me, okay?

I'm not gonna sit behind
a desk and say "no."

I want you to live your life.

And...

I want you to be a part of mine.

No secrets, no lies, just...

Us being who we are today.

- Really?
- Yeah, really.

Did you really stake out the
school bathroom in third grade

to prove that the school
janitor wasn't cleaning it?

I'm gonna kill Cecile.

But, um, yes.

I was a real-life Nancy Drew back then.

Wow. That's cool, mum.

Um, is it?

Shirley and I were talking
and while we realize our styles

are very different, what we both like...

Is a good mystery.

So we put our heads together.

And after some
intellectual hair pulling,

we realized that if
your mom wasn't lying...

And Tannhauser was
still somehow involved...

There's only one sure
place somebody could hide

without anyone knowing about it.

A Tannhauser black ops site.

There you go.

I mean, they've got dozens of them.

They were safe houses to test
dangerous pathogens for the CDC

but Mom hasn't taken a
government job in years.

They'd all be shut down.

Yeah, that's why it's
the best place to hide.

Okay, so how do we find them?

Without Sally? Uh,
have you tried Google?

Yes. We just use their satellite.

I don't think we can use
someone else's satellite.

Or maybe we can.

When DeVoe took over
Sally, he also launched four

of his own satellites to
bring about the enlightenment,

but now that he's gone maybe
we can work around the...

Multiplexed burst-model channels

and the inter-SV handoff.

We've got eyes and ears.

We've got eyes and ears!

- I knew you could do it.
- Ah!

- Oh, sorry.
- That was dumb.

Ladies and gentlemen,
may I introduce you to...

HAL, Robbie, Data, and Colossus.

I don't really like those names.

But nonetheless, those can help us

in tracking the shards
from the satellite?

These babies can help with
anything and everything.

Well, once we figure
out which one hit Cicada,

we can figure out how
he got his abilities,

maybe find some kind of a weakness.

So, what we are waiting for?

Caitlin? Do you know what this means?

We can locate your father.

Wait, wait. I, uh...

Isn't this what you wanted?

It is, I just...

Okay.

When you're ready.

Thanks.

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