All language subtitles for Warrior Nun - S02E01 [Galatians]

I know.

You want to know what happened.

Tell you the truth,
I'm still figuring it out myself.

First, I was dead. Swear to God.

Then I was alive.

Then I got tricked.

And then the devil kicked my ass.

I told JC that I would learn to swim,

and I did.

Still, there's a thousand items left
on my life to-do list,

but you can't check them off
if you're dead.

Ugh. Buzzkill.

Duty calls.

♪ Hey, supergirl ♪

♪ Supergirl... ♪

♪ Hey, supergirl ♪

♪ Supergirl... ♪

I could definitely drink more
than the Pope. He's, like, 200 years old.

You're late.

Yeah. My roommate
forgot to set the alarm.

Ja, okay.

Probably not what you
were thinking when I said, "Duty calls."

Whatever. It's honest work.
I need to lay low for obvious reasons.

And I happen to make
a spectacular Cuba libre.

All I know is they say
this Adriel character's responsible.

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph,
the bullshite you'll buy!

Enza's the one
who called it a miracle, Leesa.

I'm staying clear of
any theological arguments.

- It's a fact.
- What are you guys talking about?

Angels. Not unlike yourself, darlin'.

Leave her be, you grim lech.

Adriel. It's all over social media.

Oh.

And, uh, what are they saying?

The Vatican explosion. It's a cover-up.

They say an angel came bursting up
out the basement.

Does the Vatican
even have a basement?

It's more of a
cellar-type deal, I think.

I'm going with catacomb.

Laugh all you like. Adriel's got a few
thousand followers already, and growing.

Are you talking about those zealots
handing out leaflets on the street?

- Those "zealots," as you say...
- Shit.

- They all experienced a miracle.
- Sorry.

Ten thousand people across Europe
contract this virus,

this rotting of the face,

and this Adriel makes it go away

on the exact same day,
same hour, for every single person.

I seriously doubt that.

Ladies. Fergus.

Ava.

The usual, please.

- Which part, Miguel?
- Which part what?

You doubt they are Adriel's followers,
or you doubt that he cured them?

It was a virus. It ran its course.

He just took credit for it and inherited
an army of deluded angel groupies.

Just watch.

The next thing this con artist does
is start a church-slash-cult,

then comes the fascism.

Whoa! That was a fast trip.

Yeah, aren't you a barrel of fun?

Let's go, Enza.

We've got better places
to be called fascists.

Hey. Would you pay the lady, will ya?

Come on, Leesa.

Cheap bastardi.

- Ciao, Ava.
- Ciao.

What?

What do you think? About the angel?

I, uh... I haven't given it much thought.

You should.

These are dangerous days.

Yeah, well, I...

I would like to do more.

Ava?

The boss wants a word.

Oh.

What's up, boss?
We're getting busy out there.

Yes. Could you try to spend
more time pouring drinks

and less time chatting up customers?

Well, chatting equals good bartending,
you know.

Not when it's about Adriel.

What can I do?
Everyone's talking about it. It's viral.

We need to stay discreet.
He has spies everywhere.

The whole point of being incognito is to...

Push the specials.
You need to be upselling the specials.

Yeah. Got it. Specials.

What was that?

- Hm? What was what?
- That glance.

There was a glance?

- Yes. You and Hans shared a glance.
- That was more of a look.

Ava.

What do you expect?

Hans has been here for three years.

We've been here a month,
and you already got promoted to manager.

Well, it's not my fault
that I'm exceptionally well organized.

Ah. As a matter of fact, it is.

Discreet, remember?

You don't have to be
so perfect all the time.

Well, I'm heading back to the apartment.

Camila will be checking in soon.

Yeah. Um, don't forget to ask about...

Mary.

I will. I always do.

You don't stay out too late.

We train tomorrow.

Yes, Mother.

I'm messing with you.
See you at home.

- Have you read the good news?
- Pass.

Non-believers will suffer
the light of burning truth!

I was cursed with boils.
Adriel saved me.

Piss off, man.

- You can't run from his judgment.
- I'm not running.

Everyone will follow his light... or perish.

He's not the only one
bringing light, fuckface!

Shit.

That was not discreet.

Um...

And that's how you make a TikTok.

Have fun.

I think we may have to go to London.

The OCS chapter is convinced

one of the cabinet ministers
is possessed by a wraith demon,

and they need our expertise.

I'll prepare my things.

What else, Camila?

Well, it's just...

I had a dream last night

that... we were reunited with Mary.

And I know
dreams shouldn't be taken literally,

but... it made me think
that we might get some information

about what happened to her.

Camila, there is a chance

Mary may still be out there.

Somewhere.

But we must prepare ourselves
for the possibility that she's not.

Can you show me how?

Ugh!

You're drunk.

I was celebrating.

I'm glad, given what
I'm about to do to you.

Any last words?

Mary.

She's alive.

You lie. I saw her fall.

She lives. I swear it.

If you kill me, you'll never find her.

Where?

Where?

At Toledo.

At the desert.

With him?

Fortress. All guarded.

Show me.

Ms. Amunet. Please sit.

Thank you.
Please call me Yasmine, Your Holiness.

Thank you
for granting me this audience.

Um, may I record this interview?

Of course.
Your reputation precedes you, Ms. Yasmine.

The bishop of the See of St. Mark
speaks highly of you and your family.

Well, the bishop is too kind.

Your Holiness, I am preparing
an article for The Economist

on lost Christian artifacts,
and tracing their passage through history.

A noble pursuit.

And a difficult one.

I must say, it's so good to see
things returning to normal at the Vatican.

Is there... Is there any truth
to the rumors that the Vatican attack

was connected to the emergent sect founded
by the self-proclaimed prophet, Adriel?

I'm not sure
this relates to lost artifacts.

Well, in the course
of my research, I have...

But let me just say, Ms. Yasmine,
that, yes, I've heard those rumors,

and I can tell you categorically there is
no connection between these events.

Just enthusiastic speculation
to drive recruitment to this bizarre cult

and sell less than reputable newspapers.

But in the course of my research,

I discovered a previously unknown
Christian sect dating back to the Crusades

made up entirely of women,
and they called it, um...

...the Order of the Cruciform Sword.

I don't believe I'm familiar.

Upon further investigation,

I discovered that
the creation of this ancient female order

was linked to the appearance of an angel
who gave up his halo

to their founding member
roughly a thousand years ago.

The angel in question

was named Adriel.

Ms. Amunet, I feel we've gotten off track.

Well, you must see the connection
between this ancient female order

and a man named Adriel engaging in combat

with a group of armed nuns
right here in the Vatican.

I'm not sure I want to comment
on something so ridiculous.

I have cell phone camera footage...

I'm afraid I'm late
for my next appointment. Good day.

Don't you find it coincidental that...

Security will see you out.
Thank you for your time.

No.

Thank you.

Did I really just see that?

It started happening a few days ago.

Randomly?

At first.

But now it seems to be
following a pattern.

The Arc activates briefly every six hours.

I assume you tried to pass through?

Of course I tried.

But the field won't solidify.

The portal never completely opens.

Any attempt to cross over is

very painful.

Jillian.

I've sent in drones.
Some make it through.

Some are destroyed
on contact with the field,

and even the ones that make it through
never return.

All they transmit is static.

Fascinating.

Do you want me to have
some of our people look into it?

I'm sure if I can't crack it,
none of your people could.

Oh, um...

I'm sorry.

I... I haven't been sleeping.

The... The prospect of...
finding Michael gives me hope.

At the same time,
it sharpens the agony of losing him.

No need to apologize.

I didn't mean to intrude.

What brings you out here?

Documents. For your signature.

The lawyers won't accept
electronic versions of these forms.

Sounds important.

It concerns the final renovation phase

and updated costs
of the building you bought.

Are you sure these are
the best bids available?

Well, you're always welcome
to come into the office

and go over the proposals with me.

Dare I suggest,

it might be good for you to return
to Arq-Tech again in person.

I'm sorry, Kristian.

I ask you to take over
day-to-day business,

and then I second-guess your decisions.
It's rude.

Rude, perhaps,
but it's still your company.

You've seen me through my darkest hour.

I trust you completely.

Well,

do keep me posted
on developments with the machine.

I'm very curious to see where this leads.

As am I.

Okay, Ava.

Halo pulse, the rock.

Hard left.

Over water.

Concentrate.
- No, no, no, no!

You all right?

I'm tired.

I can cut your hours at the bar.

No.

Tired of sitting on the sidelines.

Hiding up here
while Adriel gets stronger every day.

We're not hiding.

We're preparing you to face him.

You're so close, Ava.
Just a little more patience.

It's not impatience. It...

All right.

Tell me.

All of this is my fault.

Adriel freed.

The FBC gaining ground.

Mary lost.

Vincent used me.

He manipulated me because I was naive,
because I was stupid.

- No.
- Yes.

Yes, I was stupid.

I need to make this right.

Holy Father.

That's not necessary, Kristian.
We are old friends, are we not?

Gentlemen, a little privacy, please.

What can I do for you?

I've come to offer my services.

How so?

I think you'll agree
that our disciplines

have a strong potential to overlap.

That is to say, Arq-Tech's discovery
of a multidimensional universe

could dovetail
with existing Catholic goals.

Could they indeed?

I thought you had
overthrown your faith for science.

And so I had.

But now... an angel walks the earth.

I see.

So Arq-Tech has formed an alliance
with this so-called angel, has it?

Exclusive rights, merchandising,

little angel dog toys perhaps?

Very amusing, Holy Father.

Your Holiness...

Adriel personifies
the bridge between faith and science.

Just think of it.

Billions of skeptics out there.

All they need is one small dose
of evidence to bring them into your fold.

So suddenly Jillian Salvius thinks

she can co-opt the Catholic Church
to her own ends?

Jillian is on sabbatical
following the tragic death of her son.

She has handed oversight
of Arq-Tech to me.

And you have bold new plans.

I come to you... as a pilgrim.

A believer reborn.

A divine being walks the earth.

And I believe it is your fate

to join forces with him.

You know what I believe?

I believe that Adriel has blinded you
as he has blinded so many.

And your blindness has somehow led you
to believe that I would put the fate

of the most powerful religious institution
in the world

into the hands of a lying madman.

No, Holy Father.
Adriel has opened my heart...

How dare you defile this house of God
with the name of that devil?

You imperil your eternal soul.

I am sorry you feel that way,
Your Holiness.

I would advise you to reconsider

before it is too late.

Kristian.

I would advise you the same.

The usual, please, Ava.

One water for the wild man.

I drink water
because I like to keep a clear head.

Yeah. No judgment here.

Mmm.

You know, the other day you were, um,

talking about people doing their part

in stopping Adriel and his cult.

You said you wanted to do more.

I think I could help you.

I have, um,

similar concerns about these zealots

and this so-called angel.

From... personal experience?

I didn't say that. No...

I mean, yeah. You know, Adriel, he just...

He fucking sucks.

What?

I'm trying to determine
whether or not you can be trusted with

sensitive information.

Yes. I mean...

Yes.

Trust me. I... I want to help.

I believe you.

You're the kind of person
the Samaritans need more of.

- Samaritans?
- You haven't heard of us?

You will. Factions are popping up
all over Europe in response to the FBC.

Firstborn Children.
Adriel's creepy, leaflet-wielding zealots.

I'm familiar.

Samaritans are the answer.

And this is your doing?

No.

I'm just a volunteer. Same as everyone.

We're a decentralized cadre
of like-minded people

working toward the abolition of Adriel's
crypto-fascist religious formation

through disruption and intimidation.

So like a book club?

Yes.

A book club

that will fight to stop Adriel's rise.

Good.

I'll drink to that.

Suzanne.

Holy Father,
have I caught you at a bad time?

It's always
a bad time in this job.

I can't, for the life of me,
recall why I wanted it so badly.

What's troubling you?

Adriel is rallying his forces.

I fear something terrible is coming.

I'm all too aware.

Then I must know
what we're doing about this situation.

Where does the Church stand?
We need direction.

We plan to release a statement

denying that Adriel
is what he claims to be.

That is our official position.

A statement?

Your Eminence,

the Vatican has delayed
its response to Adriel for too long.

It has allowed him
to galvanize Catholics into his fold.

I realize that.

But until Adriel takes direct action,
this remains a political situation.

Should he advance to physical attacks,

I will unleash the full power of the OCS.

I only hope it is not too late.

Trust in God, Mother Superion. Good night.

Trust in God, Mother Superion. Good night.

Gotcha.

- Are you all right?
- Mm-hmm.

But you're troubled.

Sometimes I think the old teachings
may not be serving me.

I need a more modern approach to this job.

I find you very modern.

Has Lilith reported in?

No, not for days.

We're both working too hard.

Yeah. We should eat.

It's dinnertime in the convent.

Signal them,
put a foot out of place, and I'll...

You'll kill me. I know.

I won't kill you.

I'd never take that pleasure
away from Mary.

- Your Eminence.
- Evening, gentlemen.

I have brought home a friend.

I'm tired, Ava. Let's go home.

We need to talk about what Miguel told me.

- You got charmed by some blond.
- It's more complicated.

Have a drink with me.

- Fine. I'll have a water.
- Nope. No water, not tonight.

Oh, but... You know that I've...
I don't... I've never...

- What?
- No.

What, you've never had a drink?

No, not with alcohol. No.

What about Communion wine?

I just take tiny sips.

Oh my God.

Okay, this is gonna be great.

What is?

I get to be the one
that gets you drunk for the first time!

Drunk? No, no,
I thought it was just one drink.

No. Uh-uh. Not anymore, sister.

Oh, I am not letting
this opportunity pass. Hans!

- Start lining them up.
- Oi.

These are stab wounds.

Look for the others. Quietly.

Camila.

Boom!

Whoo! Danke sehr.

Shouldn't I start with something
like wine or some...

Nope. Nope, nope.

Say your prayers and bottoms up. Come on.

It smells lemony.

Yeah. That's why it's called a lemon drop.

Come on. Cheers.

Whoo!

Ooh, it's... It's sweet.

Yeah.

That's not entirely unpleasant.

You know, that is, uh,
one small sip for nuns,

one giant drink...

- For nun-kind.
- ...for nun-kind. Yes!

Zwei mehr!

I did not say that!
- Yes, you did.

- No, I did not.
- You did!

I am absolutely not royalty.

You said it.

I am a freewheeling,
secret, ass-kicking... nun.

Wha...

Yep, yep, yep!

Ah!

But if he is an angel, then does it mean
that all angels are just dirtbags?

No.

Not an angel.

Well, he's not human.

For sure.

Then what is he?

Hey. It's Miguel.

What is he up to?

- Come on. Let's catch up to him.
- No, no, no.

You go ahead.

- But he's...
- I'll see you at home.

It looks like he's up to something.
Are you sure?

Okay.

Miguel?

Hey! Do you want me
to kick the shit out of you again?

Stop that!

Ava!

Help me!

- It's time to go.
- Ava.

- Say goodbye.
- Goodbye!

Not a chance.

Hey!

Can I at least thank you
for helping me back there?

Fine. You're welcome.

- But we really need to go.
- Uh, Beatrice...

Meet Miguel.

Pleasure.

You really kicked ass back there.

You're clearly not all talk.

Nope.

- Samaritans could use your help.
- The Samaritans?

- We're a decentralized cadre of...
- They're fighting Adriel.

- Oh?
- Not just in the streets.

We've got plans
to take down more of these zealots.

Tonight. You should come with me.

I... I'm down for some plans tonight.

Well, let's hear these plans
before we make commitments we can't honor.

We've got word
of a secret gathering tonight.

We're gonna survey the whole thing
and gather evidence

to expose the Firstborn Children
and this scam religion.

Like spies?

- Like revolutionaries.
- Let's do it.

Hold on.
I don't think this is a good idea.

Bea, you know I've been wanting
to get more involved in this fight.

Yes. This is not what we talked about.

- Look, I don't want to cause any friction.
- It's fine. Just listen.

We could gather some damaging information
on Adriel with minimal exposure.

Fine. Fine.

It sounds like an interesting opportunity.

- Great.
- But I'm coming with you.

Even better.

That's brilliant.

We must warn the other outposts
in case this was not the only OCS target.

Camila, get me the codes
for the other locations.

Mother Superion.

Something's happening.

They're either abandoning
their outposts or being taken out.

I don't know which.

The OCS is suffering
a coordinated global attack.

This is where they meet.

We'll wait for them to clear out,
and go in.

So we just want to break in
and risk getting the authorities involved?

It's not breaking in...
if they gave us a key.

Where did you get that?

That fight in the street was
my clumsy attempt at pickpocketing.

Not so clumsy it seems.

Eyes up.

Okay, coast is clear.

- Let's go.
- Wait.

Follow them.

You want to know what they're up to?
They're clearly about to go and do it.

So this way we don't get arrested.

Good point.

Not too close. It'll tip them off.

You've done this before?

She watches a lot of movies.

So where are you from, Miguel?

I hear an English accent,
and somewhere else also.

Keen ear.

I moved around a lot.
Places you've never heard of.

I wouldn't count on that with Beatrice.

- You're obviously educated.
- Is that a crime?

No, it's just,

this town,

doesn't quite seem like you.

Leave him alone.
He's not under indictment.

No. She's right.

Truth is, I came to the mountains
looking for someone.

Somebody connected to my past.

Look. They're turning off the main road.

This is it.

This is where we get the upper hand.

You're Samaritans now.

Any survivors have gone to ground
and will wait for further instructions.

This is my fault.

My failure.

How can you say that? There was no way
to know this would happen.

But I knew it could.

We need to abandon this place,
go underground.

Camila, we have to face the possibility
that the OCS may no longer exist.

As long as there are two of us,
the OCS exists.

Let's gather our things.

Mother Superion.

The Madrid chapter.

Someone is alive.

You can't possibly understand the rapture
of knowing a truly divine being.

Was it worth killing Shannon?

Divine truth cannot be judged
so simplistically.

That's her cell, on the right.

Mary?

Where is she?

She did not survive, Lilith.

Mary, don't!

I'm so sorry!

Mary is no longer in this life.

She's in the next.

What is this?

An opportunity.

Adriel knows what you are.

He can help you.

I urge you, Lilith,
to offer yourself to Adriel.

This is your true worship.

Traitor. Murderer.

In his name, take her!

Vincent!