All language subtitles for Legacies - 01x05 - Malivore.SVA.English.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

Previously on Legacies...

Yesterday, we were
confronted by a dragon.

Why do you want this so badly?
What's so special about it?

And then a gargoyle come to life.

None of this started
happening until you showed up

and stole their knife, which is exactly

what the other monsters came here to do.

Kaleb.

- I saw you feed on her.
- Yeah.

'Cause you got to know
who you stand with.

- Foster kid, I've been looking for you.
- Jed, right?

We just want to initiate
you into the pack.

You don't have a choice.

Landon told me he didn't
know why he stole the knife.

But then he lied about having it,

so I don't know what to believe.

Whoever wields it has the
power to save the world

or end all life as we know it.

It's hard to say.

I'll call if I run into any problems.

You deceived me.

Ric. I got one that talks.

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Given recent events,

some students have expressed concern

that I am not allowing you to have a say

in the decisions that
affect your future.

And I agree.

If you are expected to abide
by this school's policies,

it's only fair that you have a voice

in how those rules are made.

So, I am forming an honor council.

One vampire, one witch and one werewolf,

each elected by their peers.

Along with our school counselor Emma,

whose vote will represent
the younger students.

MG is such a narc.

Now, I have to go off-campus.

In the meantime, I expect
you to make good decisions

and to vote wisely.

That's all. You're dismissed.

Hi, Dr. Saltzman.

Dr. Saltzman. Dr. Saltzman.

Um, is there a decision coming
about if Landon can stay here?

We are running tests on him
to figure out once and for all

if he's supernatural.

What if the results aren't clear?

Well, then I have a decision to make.

Well, can the honor council decide?

Isn't that the point?
You know, that we have,

like, a say in stuff like this?

If it comes to that, and we determine

he's not a danger, then yes.

Thanks.

You're not gonna regret this.

Dr. Saltzman. Hey.

Hi. Um, do you have a
minute to talk about Kaleb?

- I'm late, MG.
- It's really important.

30 seconds.

Okay, thank you. 'Cause
when I told Lizzie

about how Kaleb was feeding on
the girls at the high school,

I didn't think that my big mouth

would get him sent to vampire prison.

Your big mouth had
nothing to do with that.

Kaleb's locked up because
he needs to dry out.

When young vampires feed on humans,

they become a threat not
only to innocent people,

but themselves.

That's cool, but, um, I was wondering,

maybe you could show him some leniency

so that the-the vamps
won't be so pissed at me?

Trust me, the punishment fits the crime.

Unless, of course, you think I'm wrong,

in which case you can
feel free to bring it up

at the honor council meeting.

I've got to go.

O-Okay. Yeah.

- Are you kidding me?
- Am I under assault today?

You get to interrogate a tree nymph,

and I have to run Landon's 23andMe.

First of all, it's a dryad, not a nymph.

Second of all, I need a witch
to run the testing spells.

- Get Emma to do it.
- She can supervise,

but she's busy managing
the school in my,

I'm sure, unbearable absence.

Plus, if Landon can convince you

that he belongs, he
can convince anybody.

- You're enjoying this.
- I am.

Mm.

I left you instructions in my office.

Try not to kill him.

Josie, focus.

None of this is working.

You know, you're not gonna lose
the election over an outfit.

I'm not worried about
losing the election.

I'm worried about what I'm going
to wear to my victory rally.

The outfit makes the speech.

How do I look?

Maybe you should wear something
that shows your fellow witches

you're gonna take this seriously.

It's a big responsibility.

That is why I am perfect for the job.

I'm a tastemaker.

An influencer.

People don't really know what
they want until I tell them

that they want it.

They need me.

What are you doing here?

Dr. Saltzman wanted me
to administer your tests,

starting with some weird
mystical blood analysis.

- No.
- Excuse me?

No. These tests determine

whether or not I get to
stay at the school, right?

There is no way I'm putting my future

in your hands; you're biased.

I'm not biased.

Besides, neither of us has a choice.

Believe me, this is
not how I would choose

to spend my day, either.

See? Biased.

Landon.

Last thing that you told
me was that you wanted

to find answers about
who or what you are.

I want those answers, too.

So let's just get through this.

Lizzie Saltzman only cares
about Lizzie Saltzman.

If your interests
don't line up with hers,

you're witch non grata.

I personally believe

that you deserve a better candidate.

So you're running for honor
council just to spite her.

That's low, Penelope, even for you.

You used to like it when I went low.

You know what I mean.

You don't even like
extracurricular activities,

let alone anything that
involves a moral compass.

Oh, and your one-witch ethics committee

is okay with double plagiarism?

It is not like "hope" was an option.

Bow out now, or I will crush you.

Oh, honey, you crush on me.

And deep down, you know I'm right.

Your sister's unfit for office.

We figured out the pattern.

The monsters come one at a time.

I already had to kill a crazy
wraith thing just to find

one of you who could
communicate about why

you want this knife so
bad, so it's time to talk.

Why would I talk to
evil creatures who kill?

Uh, anything yet?

Just some light judgment.

You're a dryad, right?

Living spirit of a tree.

Uh, it says here that, uh,

dryads were gentle creatures
who lived among humans.

Well, we're not your enemy.

We're just looking for answers.

Humans are known to lie.

So are monsters.

There is a man I cherish named Oliver.

If you bring him to me,

I will believe that you are trustworthy,

or what passes for
it among your species.

Only then will I answer your questions.

Whoa, we're not negotiating, right, Ric?

Uh...

What should we tell this Oliver?

Show him this ring.

It belonged to him.

He will come with you.

I will give no further
answers until he does.

What if we don't take the deal?

Trees are patient.

Humans are not.

All right, I got a medieval
history paper due at 2:00.

Who's on that?

I'll do it.

But I need a favor.

You've been in the
pack for five minutes,

and you want a favor from your alpha?

You're obviously gonna be
elected to the honor council.

If it comes down to it,

will you do what you
can to keep Landon in?

That's a great idea, foster kid.

I'll bring that up at the first meeting.

So I can make sure
your boy gets the boot.

Why?

I joined the pack.

Yo, I'm following all
the stupid rules that...

Well, consider that punishment...

for not respecting my
authority when you got here.

The rule is this:

What the alpha says goes.

And I say Landon goes.

What magic have you employed
to search for my Oliver?

It's a new spell called Google.

You're mocking me.

Yeah, but just a little bit.

Will you open the window? I
would like to feel the breeze.

Until I know the full extent
of your power, I'd rather not.

You do not need to fear
that I will deceive you.

Unlike humans, dryads do not lie.

We choose not to harm.

Well, in the human world,

sometimes telling the truth
can do more harm than good.

So, who's this Oliver that
Dorian went to go find?

Oliver never lied.

He was not like the other men

who would come into the
forest to chop down trees

so that their houses could
be bigger than other houses.

He played music.

He would lean against the
trees and feel happiness.

We fell in love.

You should know he might
not be around anymore.

It's been a... a while since
those days you remember.

Oliver made a great
sacrifice; he became a vampire

so we might be together forever.

We decided to meet at the clearing

where we fell in love
so we could run away.

But circumstance got in the way.

Hmm.

I feel your pain.

You've also lost a great love.

A psychic tree: check.

Is your humor helpful
in avoiding your pain?

Not really, no.

You carry more than one loss.

Several.

Including the mother of my children.

But there's happiness there, too.

I see it in their smiles,

in their laughter.

I still see her sometimes.

Good news, bad news.

Our pal Bonnie did her
witch thing on the ring.

Some sort of combo summoning
spell and astral projection,

so...

Can someone please tell
me what's going on here?

Oliver.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

I'm guessing that's the bad news.

Yeah.

Hey, I'm doing it.

- Now what?
- Hold it for ten minutes.

What?

You can stop.

You failed. You have no
supernatural strength.

- What's next?
- Next?

You failed the vertical
climb, the long jump,

and you straight-up refused
to swim across the lake.

Yeah, well, excuse the foster kid

for never having swim lessons.

Look,

I might suck at-at...

everything, apparently,

but I only have to
pass one test to stay,

so I'm not giving up yet.

How's it going?

Landon was about to run sprints

to the lake and back.

What are you testing for, exactly?

His ability to get away from
me as quickly as possible.

If he's gonna stay in
this school, it's a must.

Did you run the lineage
spell that I left you?

Yeah, first thing. Zero
magic in his bloodline.

Hmm.

Hmm?

Most humans have some trace

of magical blood in their
veins from a far-flung ancestor.

So what does that mean?

We need to learn more
about Landon's past.

What's your name?

Landon Kirby.

See? That's the truth.

Now lie.

What's your favorite food?

Rabbit.

So it's a...

supernatural lie detector.

Pretty much your worst nightmare.

Bring it on, Hope.

Where were you born?

I don't know.

Who are your parents?

My mom's name is Seylah.

That's pretty much all I know.

She gave me up for
adoption when I was young.

- And your dad?
- Never met him.

- Why can't you be compelled?
- I have no idea.

A couple days ago, I didn't
even know what compulsion was.

Why'd you take the knife?

I don't know. I don't...
I remember doing it,

but I don't remember why.

It's not good enough.

If we can't figure out what you are,

then you can't stay at this school.

This is such an honor.

It's so nice

to know that you all love me

as much as I thought you did.

Hey, Lizzie, before you go

too far down the road of victory
speeches, I talked to Serena

and her goth coven. She said
that they would vote for you,

but they just wanted to make sure

that you would allow time
off for pagan holidays.

Right.

- Hey, Raf.
- Hey, Jo.

Welcome to the winner's circle.

How's it going with Jackass Jed?

I mean, do you need any more advice

on how to deal with Cro-Magnon alphas?

That's actually why I'm here.

- Lizzie.
- Hey.

You got a sec?

I have a lot of secs.

I mean... time.

The honor council might get
to decide if Landon can stay.

Emma won't say how she's gonna vote,

but I talked to MG,

and he's the only vampire
running, and he's on board.

And because everybody knows

that you're gonna get
the witch vote, I...

Say no more.

I know how much

Landon means to you,

and I would be happy to help.

I mean, all right. Thank you.

Seriously.

Oh, if-if you would, um,

be happy to...

be my date to my birthday on Friday?

Are you blackmailing me?

No, silly.

I'm black-tie'ing you.

It's totally different.

Sure.

Whatever.

What up, Kaleb?

The hell you want, man?

I, uh... I-I copped
this from the kitchen.

I thought you might be hungry.

Not for bunny blood.

It's the only blood in the school, man.

Then hunger strike it is, I guess.

I'm sorry that you're in here,
but let me make it up to you.

Dr. Saltzman is starting
an honor council.

And if I get elected, I can
change things around here,

starting with getting
you out of this cell.

Mm. You'd do that for me?

Yeah, of course.

Well, all right.

Send the vamps my way.

I'll get 'em in line.

Thanks, man. Hey, you won't regret this.

I promise.

Okay.

We'll blow out these walls,

get a full-sized
basketball court in here.

They haven't touched this place since...

We need to talk, Jed.

We already did.

Just hear me out.

I've got the vampires and the witches.

But I need one more
faction to make sure.

Be nice to know I could
count on my own pack.

Yeah, see, that's the thing, Raf.

They're not your pack.

They're mine.

Thought you might say that.

All right.

I've actually been
studying all those books

you make other people read for you.

Like Intro to Lycanthropy.

An alpha has to face a
challenger one-on-one.

I didn't want to do things this way.

But if what the alpha says goes...

...I got to be the alpha.

I'll vote for Lizzie.

But I want to borrow
that pink sweater she has.

Forever.

The polls are now open.

All right.

Voting is now closed.

Let's get started.

The werewolf representative will be...

Rafael.

So much for not wanting
anything to do with the pack.

I've always wanted to be
part of a power couple.

All right, settle down.

Thank you.

Next up...

The vampire representative

will be...

Kaleb.

All right, guys.

Settle down!

Thank you.

Showtime. How do I look?

And the witch representative will be...

Josie.

Thank you all for voting.

And congratulations to our
newly elected representatives.

There were so many in that grove.

Do you not remember any of us?

But she knew you.

She knows your name,
that you're a vampire.

I'm not sure what's
going on here, but...

...we've never met before.

In the forest, there was a
clearing next to the river.

The bed would blossom with
daffodils every spring.

Yeah, I walk there every day.

It's where I proposed to my wife.

You are married.

Yeah.

Why did you ask me about the clearing?

I'm sorry.

I made a mistake.

I thought you were someone else.

You said you'd help me get answers.

I didn't even want to do this.

Don't blame me because
you're not special.

I apologized for lying to you.

I explained why I took the knife.

Why are you still so mad at me?

I'm not mad.

I couldn't care less.

Fine. It's easier to be mad.

- Why?
- Because it is.

Or maybe it's because you feel
like if you stop being mad,

you're letting your guard down,
and the legendary Hope Mikaelson

couldn't possibly do that.

When I let my guard down,
people disappoint me.

Growing up in the foster system...

...every time I got sent someplace new,

I'd hope that this
would be the right place.

You know, like, uh,

"click your heels three times,"

"no place like home" kind of stuff.

Just somewhere I actually belonged.

But it never was.

You know, and you can only
hold out hope for so long

and-and be hurt by so many people

before its starts to seems impossible

to trust someone new.

Especially when they lie to you.

So, for the last time,

I'm sorry.

I broke your trust.

I don't want to do it again.

Thank you.

But if this goes the wrong
way, can you just make sure

that Raf doesn't, um,
follow me this time?

As much as I want to
stay here, he needs to.

He finally found a home he deserves.

I'm not gonna take that away from him.

Oh.

Hey, Jed.

You don't belong here.

Yeah. Everyone keeps saying that.

Everything was fine before
you and Rafael showed up.

Wait, wait.

I'm gonna tear Jed apart.

No, you're really not.

He's gonna pay for what he did.

He could've killed him.

You want to do something to help him?

Take a walk to the herb garden
and get me some hazelwood root.

What does hazelwood root do?

Make him cool off before he
realizes that I made it up.

Raf's had a... a rough couple of weeks.

Look who's talking.

Guess we can cross "supernatural
healing" off the list.

I'm sorry that this happened to you.

Jed's one of those rare cases

where his bite is actually
worse than his bark.

I've dealt with bullies before.

Not like this.

I know how badly you want to stay here,

but this school is
full of people like Jed.

Some of us are nicer, some
of us have more control,

but all of us are capable
of doing what he did.

Do you honestly think
that you're safe here?

Yes, I do.

You should rest.

Can I...

Shh.

...get you anything?

I said, "Shh."

I'm trying...

to rise above it.

So let me freaking rise.

Okay, I don't know why
Penelope had them vote for me.

It doesn't make any sense.

What's done is done, Jo.

Well, I can step down, and then they'd

have to go with the runner-up.

Great minds think alike.

I already asked Emma
if we could do that.

And Emma said no?

Well, then we can ask Dad.

She said yes,

except...

it turns out...

I wasn't the runner-up, either.

Let me guess. There's been a mistake.

I won the popular vote, but
not the electoral college.

No.

You won fair and
square, besides the part

where you stabbed me in the back.

Ooh.

Doesn't feel too good, does it?

Emma sent me to come and get you.

Okay.

I only wanted to be elected

so that I could fix things between us.

You did.

We're even now.

How's the interrogation going?

She's not talking.

But I think I figured out

why no one remembers dragons,
gargoyles or dryads existing.

I mean, whatever happened
to these creatures,

it erased all memory of them.

It's like they never
existed in the first place.

I guess that explains a lot.

Well, don't sound so excited.

It's only a massive piece of
the puzzle that explains why

these creatures only
exist in legends and myths.

Sorry. I'm just

having a day.

Listen, I want a seat on the council.

I'm a tribrid... The
only one of my kind.

No one can represent
my interests but me.

Is this about Landon?

Because you can't let this get personal.

The political is personal.

I learned that in Advanced
Civics, taught by you.

That's cheating.

But I trust that you'll
make the right call.

It's been hours.

She's not gonna tell us anything.

Oh, that feels nice.

Thank you, Alaric.

From somebody who has lost
exactly what you lost today...

...I'm sorry.

I will honor our deal.

What do you wish to know?

Sorry I'm late.

Hold up. Who voted for her?

I ran unopposed.

We're here to discuss if
Landon should be allowed

to stay at the school.

My vote, on behalf of the lower school,

is to err on the side of inclusion.

We exist to help kids like him.

Which is what I'm going to go do now.

I have a search party
out looking for Jed.

As you've all seen,

violence leads to more violence.

If you'll excuse me.

All right, who wants to start?

Landon has to go.

Never thought I'd be saying
this, but... Hope's right.

Humans refuse to make a
place for us in their world.

We start letting them in,

it's only a matter of time

before they take this
place from us, too.

Landon goes.

Landon is my brother.

He's the only reason I'm alive.

He can't go back to human life

knowing that magic and dragons exist.

We took his whole crappy life from him.

Be awful selfish of us not
to give him one to replace it.

That's two-one.

Doesn't matter how much
we want him to stay.

Look what one mad wolf did to him.

Earlier, I asked him
if he felt safe here.

He said "yes."

He was lying.

This place is dangerous for
him, and even he knows it.

- I will protect him.
- And where were you an hour ago?

That's the point.

If he stays, it's on all of us.

It is all of our
responsibility to protect him.

Can we honestly

say we believe every
one of us can handle

that kind of a responsibility?

Looks like it's on you, Josie.

The night I was to leave with Oliver,

something attacked me, and I
woke up in an endless darkness.

I could feel the presence of others,

but not see or hear them.

I was there for so long,
and then, just as suddenly,

I found myself not far from here.

With an urge to possess that knife.

Why? What is this?

I do not know.

Only that I must have it.

It's like something...

something pressing inside
me, telling me to take it.

Take it where?

There is a dark pit beneath the earth.

Locked away.

I can see it. I can feel it.

I am meant to take the knife there.

If I do, I will find
peace and finally be free.

And who told you to do this?

A voice in my mind.

It is still there.

I tried to fight it, but
I am not strong enough.

I'm sorry. I have no choice.

Watch out.

Dorian, the knife.

Take me to the daffodils.

Take me home.

Take me, please.

Josie.

Please.

Since Landon walked through those doors,

my sister, my father
and I have almost died.

We don't really know what Landon is,

so we can't really say if we
know if he's dangerous or not.

Raf, this isn't about

who's friends with who or who you like.

This school is family,

and I am not putting my
family in danger again.

Raf.

Raf, stop.

You know what, I'm
done with both of y'all.

Watch your head.

I was wrong about you... Dorian.

You kept your word.

Not all humans lie.

It's okay.

I wish more monsters were like you.

I remembered something else.

That black pit,

that awful place,

it is called Malivore.

Malivore.

Thank you.

I'm sorry this happened.

It's sweet of you not to
want to hurt the punching bag.

You want to take its place?

Don't blame me.

It's the rest of the witches

who knew how bad you'd be at that job.

What did I ever do

to make you hate me so much?

It's not about you.

Shocking, I know.

It's about how you treat Josie.

I love Josie.

Did you think to ask her

if she wanted to run for the council

before you assumed you'd win?

You've left her with
no room for herself.

She spends all of her
energy taking care of you.

She doesn't have time for a relationship

because you are a black
hole of time and energy

and love, just sucking it all up.

Never giving any of it back.

Oh, she won't ever burn your world down.

So I will do it for her.

Dissulta.

- Thanks for walking me.
- Yeah.

I had to go before Rafael
tried to follow me again.

We didn't take the vote
lightly. It was close.

Yeah, I don't really
need to hear about that.

I'm in enough pain as it is.

- I voted no.
- Yeah.

Didn't need to know that.

Why, exactly?

Remember when you asked me to make sure

that Raf didn't follow you?

You did it 'cause you
care about him, because...

you wanted to do what was right for him.

Even though it was hard.

Is that your way of
admitting you care about me?

Maybe I'm a little biased.

New Orleans.

I have a family friend
there that's expecting you.

I asked him to help
you find your birth mom.

What?

I couldn't get you the
answers that you wanted,

but he can.

With this.

I put the results of your
lineage spell in there.

And, um, some money.

And a sandwich.

I hope you like ham.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Oh, and, um... and this.

What is this?

Think of it like a...

"click your heels together
three times" kind of thing.

If you ever need me, just
press it, and my bracelet

will lead me to you.

I should go.

Okay.

Bye.

Bye, Landon.

I wanted to see if it worked.

- Ow. Ooh. It's good. It's okay.
- Sorry. Sorry.

- It's worth it. It's worth it.
- Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Okay.

I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone.

No, wait. I'm sorry.

About Landon.

I thought that Josie
would vote with you.

I don't know what
happened. Other than that,

apparently I'm the worst
person in the world.

You don't have to be my date

to the party.

No.

You're not the one who broke our deal.

I'll keep my word.

What are you doing?

Just don't think about it.

That black pit,

that awful place,

it's called Malivore.

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