All language subtitles for Terror Lake Drive s02e05 Get Out.eng

[crickets chirp]
[phone trills]

[tense violin music]

- [Operator] 9-1-1,
what's your emergency?

- [Man] I have some
information for you

that I think you'll find useful.

The clues and answers you're
looking for are in the lake.

A few days ago, I saw someone

drop what

I believe could be
a body in there.

[Operator] Which lake, sir?

What's this about?
Where are you located?

- [Man] 633 Terror Drive
at Freeman Lakes Apartments

where the young
woman disappeared.

- [Operator] I have
an address coming up

as the Crumpler Estates.

[Man] Call it what you want.

This will always
be Freeman Lakes.

Y'all need to empty the lake.

That's...

That's where the truth lies.

It rarely peeks until
it comes to the surface.

[Operator] Okay, sir.

We'll send a unit over as
soon as we have one available.

May I have your name, please?

[phone clicks]

[music continues]

[tense music]

[people scuffle]

Mom!

[gun fires]

[suspenseful music]

[slow music]

- [Radio] When I
was a little girl,

I was five years
old, older than four,

my grandfather would share
these stories with me

that his grandfather
shared with him

and his father before that,

stories that had been
shared for generations,

but kept form the
general public.

See, I'm a descendant of
the tribe of Freeman Lakes

and many, many years
ago, my ancestors,

the original villagers who
settled on Freeman Lake,

were brutally murdered
and thrown into that lake.

Their homes were
burnt to the ground.

[door dings]

[tense music]

Whoa!

Whoa man!

Hey Cap', what's
going on? What's up?

What's going on?

- We're sending whatever
manpower we have to ground zero.

While we're on the subject,
I'm sure your comrades

could use an extra hand.

Listen, there was another attack

over at the Cromwell
Estates last night.

Fortunately, the
young lady was armed

and she fought off her assailant

and she believed that she
shot her attacker in the leg,

so we have an APB out to
all the local hospitals.

- Also, the 32nd-
- Mm-hmm?

- Is following up
on an anonymous tip

that the Reed's body is
out there in the lake.

Oh good, all right.

Well, I'm gonna head
out there right now-

Well, wait, wait, wait.

Slow your roll.

Have a seat.

What's up?

- I received a call from a
Detective Mills at 32nd today.

As you know, its
your responsibility

to police in certain zones.

Now, North of Freeman, Crumpler,

whatever the fuck
you wanna call it,

is there's and
the south is ours.

Now, the Reed case,
was north of the lake,

so technically, it's
not our heading.

And basically, he wants us
which is you, to back off.

- Yeah, all of a sudden, they
give a fuck about zone lines?

I mean, how long have we been

on this case for how many weeks?

And now they wanna take over?

No.

- Cap', I'm not budging.
- No, no, no, no.

You are budging. Sit down!

Sit!

[phone rings]

Technically, you
ain't know shit.

I bet you tagged along and I
warned you to tread lightly.

Your guy, Kevin,
he's an undercover.

McNeil?

- [Cap] Mm-hmm.

No fucking way.

Yes, fucking way.

They planted him there after
the Brown Industries took over.

They believe the suspect
or at least an accomplice

is still on those grounds

and with all the extra
noise that you're making,

knocking on doors,
asking questions,

they're afraid that you might
scare the real perp away.

What?

- So, they want you to fall
back from it and I'm sorry.

However, there's plenty of
work for you to do around here.

We need all hands on deck.

With the riots and the
protests happening in the city,

we're declaring a state
of emergency tonight.

This is fucking...

[music rises]

Fuck!

This is fucking, McNeil? McNeil?

That motherfucker?

[police sirens wail]

Thank you for coming over.

Yeah, it's my pleasure.

Oh!

Are you Jamaican?

Jamaican decent at least.

You know, up until recently, I
didn't know where I was from.

Huh.

- I went to that website,
kin2me.com where I found you,

this is my here.

You know what's interesting?

When I was little, I
was always really drawn

to Jamaica and I never knew why.

And my parents would bring
me there every single summer.

Girl, it's so beautiful.

[both chuckle]

Are these your parents?

- [Samantha] Yes
indeed, can't you tell?

[both laugh]

Nah, I was adopted.

Yeah?

[Samantha] Yep.

Me too.

Come on now.

Yeah, for real.

Pinkie swear.

- Oh my god, I knew
it was something about you that I liked.

Come on.

Come sit down, girl.

Have a seat.

Are you the only child too?

I sure was.

- Oh my god, that
was tough for me.

I always wanted a
big sister to talk to

and to grow up with, you know?

Yeah, well, you got one now.

I'm your big sister.

Thank you.

You know, you're
good people, Shana.

I like you.

I trust you.

Thank you.

I like you too and you are safe.

I got you.

- [Samantha] Thank
you, thank you.

- I keep trying
to reach Kendrick,

but his phone keeps going
straight to voicemail.

What's that about?

[sighs] It's like you go above
and beyond for these dudes,

but when it's us,

they're all for self.

Anyways, I got Bam on the
way to bring you some food

if you're hungry.

I got some soldiers
outside strapped too.

Wow.

Hobos out here deep.

[Neff grunts]

[Keisha] What's wrong, Neff?

My stomach cramping.

I think I'm bleeding.

- Shit, after the night you
had, I mean, it's normal.

Probably brought your
period down or something.

- No, it's not normal,
not when you're pregnant.

What?!

[door clicks]

[ominous music]

[woman whimpers]

[officer grunts]

[phone trills]

Hey.

Hey, how was your night?

- Talisha, another girl
was attacked last night.

This is really crazy.

What?

Are you serious?

Have you called the police yet?

Yeah, well, sort of.

I left a message with
the detective last night.

Then, somebody from the
precinct hit me back

to let me know that they
were gonna send a detective

to come and meet me
here at the hospital.

I told them that I
did not feel safe

at the apartment, so they're
sending somebody here.

I should be meeting up
with him in a little bit.

Okay, good.

So when are you
coming back here?

- I don't know, but
these resident bunks aren't cutting it.

- I told myself I would
never become my mom

and pulled the 'I told you so
card' with a loved one, but I-

Then don't.

Hey, the detective
is walking up.

I'll talk to you later.

Keep me posted.

Bye.

[dramatic music]

Detective Mills.

[man grunts]

Are you all right?

You look like
you've seen a ghost.

Yeah,

I just thought Detective
Fontenette was coming.

[Mills] Yes.

Your call got transferred
to our office,

so Detective Fontenette won't be

handling this issue anymore.

Now, I understand that
a friend of yours,

a Dr. Matthews, Eric
Matthews, is missing.

Yes, that's correct.

- That's what we found
to be the case as well.

[tense music]

You sure you're all right?

Your hands are trembling.

Oh, I'm...

I'm just concerned
for my friend is all.

I understand.

Now, as I was saying,
Dr. Matthews did fly in

to Heartsfield-Jackson.

That was two nights ago.

Hasn't been seen since,

so he is considered
a missing person.

Anyhow, you had
mentioned something

when you had spoke to
the officer on the phone

about your roommate,
Shana, Shana Jackson,

that she is somehow involved
in the disappearance

of both Dr. Matthews
and the recent rash

of missing women in Atlanta?

It seems like a
pretty heavy lifting

for one single gal, doesn't it?

Why do you think she's involved?

- Well, I don't
think she's alone.

You know what, Detective,

I don't know what's
going on anymore.

I'm losing a grip on what's
really happening here, so...

- Mrs. Latteau, I'm
gonna be candid with you.

You had mentioned that your
roommate goes to Courser here?

Our records indicate that she's
never been in school here,

she's never been enrolled,

she's never worked here.

There is nothing.

Well, no, that's not possible.

Oh, we checked.

I mean,

listen, could...

Do you remember
actually working,

the two of you working together

in the hospital together ever?

I mean, anybody can walk
in, grab some scrubs

and do whatever.

How about this,

you come with me, we'll
go over to the complex,

we'll talk with this Shana

and we'll get it all
straightened out for you, okay?

I just wanna make sure
that you're safe and okay.

- Well, I don't think that's
a good idea, Detective.

I...

I'm working two twelves tonight.

Yeah, no, I'll have Employee
Health take a look at me.

You know, what
better place to be

than in the hospital, right?

You'd be surprised.

Listen, I just wanna make
sure you're okay and safe

and if you feel like you're in
danger, then it's kind of my

duty and responsibility.
[phone vibrates]

Excuse me.

[phone beeps]

I'm busy.

Right now?

All right, I'm on my way.

[phone clicks]

Sorry about...

[buttons beep]

Hey, do me a favor,

I need to get some patrolman
over to the hospital.

We're looking for...

Yes, we're looking
for a Deja Latteau.

Just wanna bring her
in safe and sound.

Okay.

Thanks.

Yeah.

All right.

Whichever way you wanna go.

[ominous music]

Yeah.

Yo, McNeil!

What the fuck?

Bro, are you fucking crazy?

What the fuck are
you doing here?

You a fucking cop? Really?

Whatever happened
to police courtesy?

- I don't owe you
a goddamn thing.

- Bullshit! You
know I've been on

this case since the beginning.

You could've give me
a little head's up

- would've been nice.
- Not at the

extent of blowing my cover.

You's a piece of shit, McNeil,

whatever the fuck your name is.

This shit stinks! You know that?

You working undercover
on an investigation

and you fucking the tenants
that you should be protecting!

- I know my job
description, Fontenette!

Oh yeah, you do?

Oh what, you IAB now, huh?

You know what, you stink.

You need to go home
and take a shower.

You smell like Folgers and
Johnny Walker Red, motherfucker.

- Man, fuck you!
- Fuck you!

- I say you doing
a shitty ass job.

What are they doing,
covering for you, huh? Huh?

Is that what it is?

- Look bro, you are so over
your head with this shit.

You come back here after
a direct fucking order?

Mills is gonna have
your badge over this.

You need to fall the fuck back.

- Oh what, now you gonna call
the senior brass on me, huh?

- Yeah. Get the
fuck out of here.

Piece of shit!

[birds chirp]

Arnez, right?

I remember from back a
couple years ago, right?

You worked here.

Desmond.

[Arnez] How you doing?

I'm good.

[Arnez] I remember you.

Yeah?

[Arnez] A cop.

Yeah, yeah.

Detective now.

Sam's friend?

Yeah, right.

Right.

Looks like it's
gonna come down, huh?

Riots, shootings, plagues,

now hurricanes.

Such mayhem.

You know I'm not a
religious person, but

that shit seems almost Biblical.

Not almost, detective.

I'm with you.

The two witnesses that's
caused disruption.

This man's evil is

disruption.

The violence

and the ancestors, they
are [screams quietly]

screaming.

[Desmond] Yeah.

For vengeance.

You know the story, right?

- Uh-uh.

You...

[Arnez chuckles]

You don't?

The storms? Water?

It's all connected.

Ancestors.

Lordy!

I was the one who made
the call yesterday.

The answers you're looking for,

they

is right in the lake.

That's where I saw
terror for the first time

when I was 12.

I been learning about it.

He appears only before
his descendants.

Hmm.

And

the evil prays upon them.

So you see,

people discount it like it's a,

as a fable,

but it's real.

My grandfather told me stories

and his grandfather
told him stories

way back of dark and cold
and screams and moans,

it's all connected.

Your ancestors, our
ancestors is right here.

Pay attention.

[Arnez laughs]

Are you kidding?

Yeah man.

[Arnez] Pay attention.

Pay attention, brother.

All right.

[Arnez] All right.

Good to see you, Arnez.

[phone trills]

Detective Fontenette speaking.

- [Arnez] [cackles] Aw
yeah, I know y'all coming.

Hey Laurie!

As you know, we have a
hurricane coming this way,

so we've been asked
to clear out shortly.

I'm at the Crumpler Estates,

formerly known as
Freeman Lake Apartments,

where there was yet
another attack last night

amidst the riots taking
place throughout the city.

Sources also say an anonymous
tip came in last night

claiming that a body
had recently been dumped in the lake.

[alarm beeps]

- [chuckles] To what
do I owe this pleasure?

It's not every day one
gets a visit from the mayor

who happens to be his son.

- Unfortunately, this
isn't a family reunion.

I got some intel

and I figured you should
hear it from me first.

Is that right?

Well, before you shed
light on that intel,

is there anything you can
do about this media circus

fiasco happening here?

I mean, have your men
clear these grounds.

Come on, Pops,

it's their First
Amendment rights.

You know this.

Unbelievable.

Do you know it's been
two and a half years

since you've visited me?

Just spill it.

What is it, son?

I know you're a busy man.

- The city is gonna drain
out and excavate the lakes.

No shit! [chuckles]

It's fine by me.

We were gonna drain that
shit out anyways, so fine,

let the city pay for it.

That's not all.

They're also gonna shut
down Freeman Lakes.

- First off all,
it's Crumpler Estates

and second of all, what the
hell are you talking about?

Fine, Crumpler Estates.

They're shutting it down

for good.

People are coming forward,
the descendants of the slaves

that settled here
are speaking out.

It's no longer an urban legend.

No, it's real.

They're saying that a
massacre took place here

nearly 400 years ago
by ex-slave owners.

- 400-
- Look!

People are well aware
that there is a city

and people were buried
underneath that lake.

They're saying this entire
place was burnt down

to the ground by local whites

that once detested this thriving

black community.

This is just another Tulsa
coming to the surface

and the lawsuits are coming,

not against you but the city

and the rightful
heirs of the people

that made their lives here,

they're entitled to this land

and quite frankly,
you know what,

I hope they get their
40 acres then some.

What is this? Hmm?

You helped facilitate us

winning the bid to
get this property.

Huh, so what are you now
just expect me to bow out,

hand the property over
because some Negroes died

at the hands of some honkies

from over 400 fucking years ago?

How do you know we're not
related to some of the folks

that lived on this land? Hmm?

Browns go back for generations
throughout Georgia.

- Then file a claim
like anyone else.

Trace your lineage.

Go to kin2me.com.

Because, I am done,

done being used
by the government,

by the party

and by you.

You know, I had an interesting
meeting a few days ago

and in the coming months,

it's gonna rain,

but not like the kind of rain
that you can recover from.

Good seeing you, Pops.

- Yeah, good seeing
you too, son.

Fontenette!

Man, you have got to
be the most ignorant,

hard-headed negro I've
ever met in my life.

What the fuck is wrong with you?

I thought I told you to stay
away from Freeman Lakes?

I know.

- I was just, look I-
- No, Fontenette, no.

What you did was disobey
a direct order again!

Man, I got a city ready
to implode out here

and all you can focus on
is your fucking girlfriend!

What?

- No, yo, yo, yo-
- Enough!

Enough, man, I'm suspending
you indefinitely.

What?

But boss!

Wait, wait, wait, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

what, what?

Yo, just...

Just hear me out, boss!

Look, there's something
up with Mills.

I've been checking all
these files right here.

No, Fontenette!

You out.

Put your badge and the
gun on the table now.

The fuck you looking at?

- You leave everything
right there where it is

and you got five minutes
to pack up your shit

before I have you
escorted out of here.

You heard?

Yeah, I heard.

Good.

Get the fuck back to work!

[slow music]

What the fuck you looking at?

[birds chirp]

[dramatic music]

- We gotta get the
queen to the hospital.

[Neff shivers]

- So yeah, I know she's
pretty good looking,

but talk about fucking
emotional wreck.

No shit, deja vu.

This is getting fucking messy.

We gotta clean this
shit up real quick.

I know.

I know.

I'm on it, trust.

- What about the girl
and that Williams?

Where do they live?

Williams?

Bam?

That was him that just
left with the girls.

You need me to go and get-

No, no, no, don't worry.

Don't trouble yourself.

I already got some
men going over there

to pick up our friend.

[door bangs]

[tense music]

- [Nurse] Are you feeling
the baby move yet?

No, not yet.

- [Nurse] Well, I know you
mentioned you had some spotting

this morning, but
looking at the screen,

this baby's doing just fine.

See?

I told you.

That's you and
Marcus baby in there.

That's that Zulu blood.

[both laugh]

- Now, you're gonna wanna
follow up with your primary OB,

especially if the
bleeding comes back

and there's some test
your gonna need to take

in order to make sure
you and baby are healthy

and capable of
carrying full term.

Tests?

What kind of tests?

[Deja exhales]

[ominous music]

Mrs. Baum!

You seen all them cops up there?

[Baum] Yes, I saw 'em!

[Friend] What's going on?

- [Baum] I told
you long time ago

that these traveling
nurses are the worst!

[Friend] What?

[Baum] All these police all

through this hospital
looking for her!

Yes, I know!

I thought she was nice.

Have you met her?

And Zoey's been raving
and raving about her

and now look.

I guess it's true what they say,

you never really know someone.

I wonder what she did.

- [Baum] All I know
is Deja is a fraud.

- [Friend] Ooh, girl's
not a fraud, stop!

[Baum] A real fraud.

- [Friend] No!
- Yes.

How about the cops
just left my department

asking us if we seen her.

[Friend] What you say?

- Yeah, talking about if
we see her to call in at,

what's that, that
Code Gray immediately.

[Friend] What's a Code Gray?

- Girl, don't you
know a Code Gray?

That them 'bout
terrorist and shit!

[Friend] Honey, stop.

See, no.

If it's about
terrorists, I gots to go,

because honey, I got kids.

- [Baum] You got kids and I
got a man, baby. I can't...

[phone beeps]

[Man] Deja, get out now!

- Okay guys, we're looking
for a woman about 5'5,

really slim build.

She's got big, curly hair.

She's about maybe
120 pounds or so.

There she is!

Stop her!

[music continues]

[phone dials]

Come on, Deja, pick up.

Come on, come on.

Shit!

[music rises]

Deja, get out now!

- Now, a lot of you have
believed for a long time that

the DT45 Program
involved bioengineering

and I have to tell
you that recently

I've started to lean in
that direction for reasons,

well, for reasons that I'll,

I'll go into later.

Right now, I wanna
talk for a minute

about Critical Race Theory.

To those individuals
that are my critics

and who oppose and
persecute teachers,

who wanna forbid the teaching
of slavery in the classrooms

because they cite that that's

an unnecessary
shaming of children

and it makes 'em embarrassed.

Well history, I have to
tell you, is not meant...

It's purpose is not to
make you feel comfortable.

You teach history so you
can prevent atrocities

from happening again.

I mean, there are people
out there who believe

the Holocaust never happened.

That it was a hoax or at
least greatly exaggerated

and they want that point
of view to be taught

in the classroom, so
I have to tell you

that these laws
forbidding this teaching

or teaching alternative

theories like that
ever come to pass.

Those laws come to pass,
I have a warning for you,

in 50 years, your children
or your children's children

will be oblivious to the fact

that slavery ever existed
in this country at all.

Why would you want to obliterate
the truth about slavery?

Why?

What's at stake for
our future generations?

Think about that.

[phone trills]

- [Man] The man was seen
causing a major stir up there.

Do either of you not
have the subject?

Everything is fine.

I assure you, sir, the
mayor is going down.

- [Man] What about
the BFN situation?

It's resolved.

I told you our informant
would prove useful.

I managed to kill two
birds with one stone.

[Man] Good job.

Well, thank you, sir.

[music continues]

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