All language subtitles for Believe S01E02

Previously on "Believe":

Inexplicable phenomena
have been part of Bo's life.

People would try to kidnap her.

They think that whoever
controls her abilities

will control the world.

I'm asking you to save her.

You're being executed for two
counts of felony murder.

I'm here to help you escape.

When you first saw her, you
felt something, didn't you?

- You're crying.
- No, I wasn't.

Yes, you were. You know
why you were crying?

You remembered you were good once.

How many weeks is this
job supposed to last?

It'll be the best years of your life.

You'll have to keep
moving from place to place.

- Now, where do we really go?
- Philadelphia.

It's gonna be okay.

[sighs]

Hey, you wanna get off me?

You're drooling, for Pete's sake.

- Where are we?
- I don't know.

Jersey somewhere.

Stay on your side.

- I am on my side.
- No, you're not.

Yeah, I am. - [chuckles]

Listen to that mouth.

If I talked back like that

I'd have been smacked into next week.

Did your parents teach you any manners?

I don't remember my parents.

Well, maybe that's a blessing.

You don't like your mom and dad?

My mom was all right.

My dad, not so much.

Is that why you're a criminal?

I'm not a criminal.

- You were in jail.
- Yeah.

For something I didn't do.

I bet everyone in prison says that.

[siren wailing]

- What's wrong?
- Quiet.

- Why did we park?
- There's a cop outside.

Have you seen this gentleman?

I need to search your bus.

10-4.

- They're looking for you.
- Quiet, I said.

Have you seen this man?

Ma'am, have you seen William Tate?

What about you, Ma'am? Have
you seen William Tate?

What are you gonna do when he finds you?

Shh.

Sir, what about you? Have
you seen William Tate?

You?

William Tate?

What about you?

[siren whooping]

Jim... What the...

Jim.

Jim, the car's rolling back! Jim!

10-24, we have a situation.

You did that?

Tate and Bo will need a
safe house every few days.

We'll be the advance.

Accommodations will be paid for in cash.

How long is it gonna be like this?

As long as it takes.

- Hey. Building's secure.
- Hey.

Good. Thank you.

Uh, since we're all here, I
want to say a few words.

I need to tell everyone that I know

that we've all risked our careers,

connection to family, friends.

And yes, we are risking our lives.

But we are doing it for
what we believe in...

to protect Bo Adams.

And we have to make sure

that she grows up to be
an instrument of peace

and not war.

- Come on, kid.
- Where are we going?

Disneyland.

In here. We gotta stay out
of sight for a while.

[P.A. page in background]

- It stinks in here.
- Well, you stink too.

Here, take this.

What about meeting Milton?

He said he had a place for us to stay.

That's not till tonight.

In Philly. Today we're on our own.

[airy, mysterious music]

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Not a single death row
escapee in 80 years,

and I'll be damned if it's
happening on my watch.

- Now, last sighting...
- Farrell.

of William Tate was
approximately 11:00 A.M.

in Baltimore at St. Ann's hospital.

But he wasn't admitted, there
was no report of injury.

This is really something
you're gonna love.

Yet as soon as he shows up,

- the whole place goes sideways...
- Ferrell.

- What, Martin?
- Director Lofton is here.

All the way from Quantico.

He's waiting in your office.

Elizabeth Farrell.

Grew up in Detroit, daughter at 17,

work scholarship to Rutgers,

joined the FBI right out of college.

Been with the bureau ever since, sir.

You're working the Tate case.

Some relevant information
has come to light.

Sensitive information.

Tate is suspected to be in the company

of this little girl.

Bo Adams.

[sighs] A murderer with a kid.

- I hate this kind of stuff.
- We all do.

But this is no ordinary child.

What makes her so special?

That, for now, is classified.

Classified? I don't understand.

Everything about Bo Adams is classified.

That's why I'm sending you to get briefed

by Roman Skouras.

Roman Skouras, Roman Skouras?

- Yes, the geneticist.
- He's a private citizen.

Works in cooperation
with your government.

He's chartered you a helicopter.
You're leaving in 20 minutes.

Take your two best agents.

Bo Adams must be located

and recovered, unharmed.

Now, remember, this is highly classified.

Dr. Skouras runs the
top-secret project orchestra,

a group that claims to have isolated a gene

linked to telekinetic abilities.

Skouras is our partner.

We consider him erratic
and not to be trusted.

Keep your eye on him.

I appreciate the urgency, Agent Farrell.

I appreciate the lift, Dr. Skouras.

Director Lofton said
there's a kid, Bo Adams.

She's a national defense priority.

Glad to hear they feel that way.
They should.

Bo is one of a kind.

She's exponentially stronger
than anyone else here.

She has been since she was a toddler.

Right, but what I'm having
a hard time figuring out

is how this little girl got
away in the first place.

I told you. That man,
Milton Winter, took her.

And Milton Winter was CIA
field agent psychologist?

He ran the program
prior to Dr. Boyle here.

And why would he want to kidnap Bo?

My opinion? He thinks
he's protecting her.

From what?

He believes wrongly that the program

was inflicting emotional
trauma on the girl.

- Was it?
- Absolutely not.

- The girl was well cared for.
- And how about these others?

All once members of the program.

And all of whom broke ranks.

Are you implying
something, Agent Farrell?

No, I'm not implying. I'm just processing

how to solve this case.

Yes. I'm afraid we don't
share the same agenda.

How's that?

I don't care about William Tate.

Only Bo.

And I intend to use every resource

at my command to recover her.

[razor buzzing]

You look like a naked mole rat.

A what?

A naked mole rat. That's
what you look like.

What's a naked mole rat?

A rodent native to east Africa.

Well...

Never said I won any beauty contests, so...

Stanley likes the light on.

- Well, Stanley ain't real, so...
- Yes, he is.

He's the only one who's
always been with me.

[sighs]

Fine. Whatever you want.

[sighs]

You're about to see one of our subjects.

Sean's not as powerful as Bo,
but it'll give you the idea.

Sean has suffered severe behavioral

and emotional problems due to his ability.

Fairly common in our
subjects, I'm sorry to say.

But over the last three years,

we've worked hard to help
him harness his gifts.

He's made enormous progress.

We're quite proud of him.

Just do me a favor when we go in.

Don't look him in the eye.

I'm sorry?

He doesn't like eye contact.

It just... it... Could get uncomfortable.

- Hi, Sean.
- Hello.

Thank you for letting us visit you today.

You're welcome.

So, you think you can
build something for us?

What would you like me to build you?

Anything you like.

I like lions.

[chuckles] Then build a lion.

How's that?

I'd call it a miracle. How about you?

Got it.

Yeah, I got it. Thank you.

William Tate sighted at a bus station.

- Where?
- Atlantic City.

What I need, Mr. Levay, is a tracker.

Someone not on the FBI's radar

who can find the needle in a haystack.

- Who can recover the asset.
- She is not an asset.

She is a child.

And she must be recovered safe.
That is critical.

We understand the operational
sensitivity, Dr. Skouras.

But we feel we have several operatives

who can accomplish the objective.

Our personal favorite...

Marcus Krakauer. Have you heard of him?

Rumors.

Well, Marcus has been
with us for 12 years.

I think this will give you a
sense of his field demeanor.

Can he bring Bo back safe,

unharmed physically and emotionally?

Krakauer achieves his objective.

That's to bring the girl back safe.

He's your man.

Hey. Hey, come on.

Told you I don't like you
laying on me like that.

Sorry. I was dreaming.

Yeah, about what?

- That you're my dad.
- Jeez, that's not a dream.

That sounds like a freakin' nightmare.

All right, the coast is clear.
Come on. Let's go.

So that thing you do...

- Yeah?
- Tell me about it.

Like what?

Like I saw you do that
thing with the pigeons,

you slipped the gear on that squad car.

I mean, like, you can do stuff.

Yeah. I can do really
little stuff when I want.

But bigger stuff, I can't really
tell when it's gonna happen.

- Well, that sucks.
- It's like hiccups.

It starts and then it stops.

And it's usually when I'm mad.
Why do you want to know so bad?

Well, 'cause last I
checked we were dead-broke

and we don't have a place to stay,

so I was thinking maybe
your little spooky routine

might be able to hustle us up some options.

You want to do something wrong.

- No, I don't.
- Yes, you do.

I can tell things, and you
want to use me to steal.

You know, you got a lot of nerve, kid.

You're gonna be unhappy
and alone one day.

Yeah, and you're gonna be
a sucker your whole life

and someday it'll dawn on you.

- Unhappy and alone.
- Natural-born sucker.

- Unhappy and alone.
- Natural-born sucker!

- Unhappy and alone!
- [wind gusts]

Whoa.

Sorry. I told you, it's like hiccups.

You said you can move little
things when you want to.

- Yeah.
- Little things.

Like dice?

All right, all right. Game time.

We're gonna put that talent
of yours to good use.

We're gonna play a little
game called craps.

- Craps?
- Wipe that look off your face.

You're gonna love it.

All you gotta do is you try and roll 7s.

Okay? You roll a 7 in any
combination, you win.

Think you can help me with that?

- I don't think this is fair.
- You want to eat or not?

- I'm starving.
- Good.

You're motivated. Look, you do this,

you eat, I eat, everyone wins.

Okay, look, here's the deal, kid.

They're not gonna let you
on the casino floor,

so I want you to go over to that
restaurant right over there

and get yourself a milkshake.

What's a milkshake?

Come on, really, kid?

What kind of childhood have you had?

I told you, I never met my parents.

Well, that makes a lot of sense.

Look, you sure you can make
the dice come up 3 and 4?

- I think I can.
- What do you mean you think?

You said you could do the little stuff.

I can do the little
stuff most of the time,

- just not every time.
- Okay, fine.

Look, I'm not asking for a
pigeon thing or whatever.

It's just a couple of dice.

This works, then it's surf and
turf and feather beds tonight.

No more bus station bathrooms.

- Okay?
- Okay.

All right. Now, get outta here.

Thank you very much.

Bus station attendant reconfirmed.

- Tate is in A.C. with the kid.
- Good.

This oughta flush them into the open.

Issue the Amber alert.

Hi. What can I get for you, darling?

A milkshake, please.

Milkshake. You got I.D. for that?

What's an I.D.?

It's something that says how old you are.

- Oh, I'm ten.
- Okay, thought so.

I got a kid a little younger than you.

- And his name's Jesse.
- Do you know him?

No.

So how did you know what his name is?

I... I don't know.

Okay.

One milkshake. Vanilla okay?

Thank you.

[sighs]

Gimme 10 on any 7.

$10, any 7. That's a bet.

- On the house.
- Thank you.

You're welcome.

7, winner.
Yeah!

7 on buzz over there. Beginner's luck.

Or skill.

Well, he's got swagger,
people, I'll give him that.

All right. Know what?

I'm feeling lucky. Got another 7 coming.

Parlay that bet.

Again. The man knows odds on 7.
Two in a row.

Doubles down. I like it.

7! [people cheering]

- Winner!
- Yeah!

Buy a lottery ticket before
your luck runs out, eh?

The feds have made a move.
It's an Amber alert.

- We have to reach out to Tate.
- And say what?

I can't magically call off an
Amber alert, Miss Channing.

We'll see 'em tonight.
They'll be all right.

They're not gonna make it to tonight.

Yes, they will. The man is resourceful.

I wouldn't even let him babysit my dog.

If he freaks out, he's gonna dump her.

He won't do that. He cannot do that.

You need to tell him.

Tell him he's her father.

[slurps]

How's it going?

Another one, please.

Another... you're just like my son Jesse.

He never met a dessert he didn't like.

- How old is Jesse?
- You're the mind reader.

5 1/2?

You're the one that should
be playing these tables.

I'm sorry he's sick.

Okay, you are really freaking me out now.

I can just feel things sometimes.

Does that ever happen to you?

7! Yeah! Whoo-hoo!

[crowd cheers]

- Nice.
- All right.

Big tip to the dealer man.
Gotta make you happy.

I never seen anybody
throw six 7s in a row.

At least it's happening to a nice guy.

You're not that nice, though, are you?

- No, I'm not that nice. No.
- [chuckles]

Hey, deal me out. I'm
gonna pass on the dice.

- I bet you're a bad boy.
- Some would call me that.

Well, I want a picture with the bad boy.

[shutter clicks]

Whoa, whoa, no, hold on.
I wasn't ready. Hold on.

We'll need that
denomination on the table.

I haven't done that
in seven years either.

Well, we can remedy that.
Are you staying at the hotel?

Oh, I can't, darling. I gotta
go to Philly and meet up with...

in fact, I lost track of time.

For the love of God.

Don't disappear like that.

Time to go.

Wait! I won something!

Do you realize what you're jeopardizing?

I'm trying to rescue a
little girl, Dr. Skouras.

That's what an Amber alert is.

Millions of dollars, years of labor.

Of my labor. If Bo becomes

- a public spectacle...
- Then what?

Then she has a normal life as a normal kid?

She's not a normal kid.
She never will be.

My job, per Director Lofton,
is to safely recover Bo,

and that's what I'm gonna do.

Our algorithms troll
social media for face rec.

12 minutes ago we got a hit
at a casino in Atlantic City.

That's William Tate.

We then hacked the casino
surveillance feed,

and came up with this.

Oh, my God.

It's Bo. It's definitely Bo.

- You're sure this is good.
- Positive.

I got a definite I.D. on
William Tate and Bo Adams

seven minutes ago, together,
at the Clover Casino.

Okay, alert the local authorities

and closest regional feds.

Put up checkpoints on all interstates

and give me feeds on train platforms.

I want this Amber alert

plastered on every flat
surface in Atlantic City.

Let's bring these guys in.

Get me Atlantic City police.

- Get me a location on Krakauer.
- He's on his way, sir.

Ow! Why are you squeezing
my arm like that?

Why do you ask so many questions?

- Why is that a problem?
- Why are you bothering me?

Hey! Hey! Taxi! Taxi! [horn blares]

Come on! hey!

Bonnie!

It's my friend from the casino.

Hey, how are you?

Hey, you don't mind giving us a lift?

Yeah, that's fine. Come on in.

Where to?

Uh, the train station.

[chuckles] You had enough of A.C.?

For now.

Hey, that's Jesse.

That's him, yeah.
That's my little soldier.

Is he okay?

He... he will be.
He's... he needs surgery.

Which is why I'm working 80-plus a week.

But I am not complaining.

- Can I meet him?
- Uh...

Up to your dad. It's cool with me.

[siren wails]

Uh, sure. Yeah, we got
time before the next train.

[blinker ticking]

I'm home.

- Hi, Jess.
- Hi!

[smooches]

I brought a new friend for you.

- Hi, Jesse.
- Hi. Want to play?

Sure.

Myeloid leukemia.

Three rounds of chemo, but
it keeps coming back.

Which is why we are gonna go
for a bone marrow transplant.

Insurance won't cover it?

It's experimental. And expensive.

- Tough kid.
- Yup.

Tough mom too.

What any mom would do.

These two are twins.

This one is Nim and this one is Bib.

They are very naughty,

and they could hear each
other 15 miles away

- without walkie-talkies.
- [chuckles]

And this one is Abby. She is so good.

She, like, flies over every house

and then when I wake up

she tells me stories about
how I can help people.

I have one too.

His name's Stanley.

- Is that your favorite?
- Yeah. My mom gave him to me.

This is my favorite. Dobbs. He can fly.

[both laughing]

[laughs]

What can Stanley do?

Um, he likes to boogie.

[both laughing]

- Thanks for helping us out.
- You're welcome.

Lay off the milkshakes.

- I'll try.
- Okay.

No. This way.

- This feels funny.
- You're telling me.

I'm an A's fan. Get used to it.

You're a craps dealer, correct?

That's what they tell me.

Did you see this guy?
Maybe this little girl?

Maybe. Who's asking?

[sputters, chokes]

The man and the girl. Where did they go?

They said something about Philadelphia!

That's all I heard!

[coughs] Come on...

My stomach hurts.

Yeah, well, three milkshakes
will do that to you.

Hand me your backpack. I need
my ducats for the bar car.

- It's not yours.
- What's not?

- The money.
- What are you talking about?

It's not. It's mine. We
only won because of me.

[chuckles] No, you're a minor.

You couldn't even have placed
a bet if it wasn't for me.

And if it wasn't for me,
you wouldn't have won.

Okay, then, we'll split it.

- Gimme my half, then.
- I can't.

What do you mean, "I can't"?

Cough it up. All that Jack we just rolled.

I gave it away.

Again?

Slower. I'm sorry. I'm
having a hard time...

I. gave. it away.

You what? To who? Who'd you give it to?

Jesse.

Bo, that's all we got. Without
that, we ain't got nothing.

He doesn't have anything either, Tate.

He's sick.

How much? Not the whole thing.

Tell me you didn't give 30k
to a stranger, please.

I kept a little. Here.

[scoffs]

Hey, you're that kid, aren't you?

- Mind your business, lady.
- No, no.

That girl... that's the
girl on the television.

The one that I saw.

The Amber alert girl.

I said mind your business, lady.

Bo, that's the kid's name.

It's that Bo kid from the Amber alert.

That's who it is.

Hey, pal.

I don't want any trouble.

But you aren't taking that kid.

The hell I'm not.

First person that steps to me dies.

- Got it?
- You don't have a gun.

Wanna try me?

[gasps]

Hey! Hey!

- Stop that kid!
- This way.

That's the Amber alert kid!
Stop that guy! Hey!

Stop that guy! Stop him!

[people shouting]

Winter...

How they doing?
Everything okay?

They're on foot.

Police chatter's picking up.

Skouras is gonna know where they are.

He's gonna send someone. A mercenary.

He's gonna do whatever it takes.

They're not gonna make it to Philly.

We need to get to them before Skouras does.

What about Philly now?

I don't really care about
Philly right now, okay?

But Milton said he needed
us to meet him there.

Well, screw Milton, I got
half of Jersey looking for me,

and I ain't going back to jail.

No, right now we need to find a car.

No, Tate, we're not stealing a car.

We're not stealing a car.
We're just borrowing one.

Red Sox hat. You sure about that?

Positive. He seemed like
he was armed too, officer.

- And the girl, Bo?
- He had her. Absolutely.

- She seem traumatized?
- Terrified.

Something I can help you with, buddy?

No, officer.

Just a concerned citizen.

You see what happened?

They get in any vehicle, drive
away, anything like that?

[giggles]

[indistinct]
Okay.

[giggles] - That is so good.

That looks just like me.

But you gotta sign it, right?
You gotta sign it.

'Cause this is a Bo original.

"Bo Adams," right there.

Good, and then another "A."

"M..."

"S." All right.

Perfect. And then sign that one.

- Okay.
- Look. I made this bird.

- So you made a bird?
- Sort of like a dragon.

- It has wings on its head.
- Where... oh!

I wish he hadn't taken her.

He cares about her, Roman.

Does he?

Ah! [squeals]

[giggles]

I think he knew what would happen

when the agency found out what Bo could do.

How they'd use her.

How would they use her?

As a weapon.

This is gonna be, like, a...

it's gonna be, like, a secret code. okay?

Okay.

"I..."

and then when I do it a second time,

we're gonna do "love..."

and the third one is "you."

Now you do, "How much?" and
then put your hands on my hand.

And squeeze as hard as we can.

How much?

As big as the moon and the stars

and the whole world!

[giggles]

[footsteps receding]

[radio noise]

- This car is so cool.
- Hey, don't do that.

This isn't a toy, all right?

Are we gonna be in trouble
for taking this car?

You're not.

Thank you.

- For what?
- Watching me.

Yeah, well, I'm not gonna
be doing it for much longer,

so don't get used to it.

I know. I'm just thankful
for what you've already done.

No problem.

I have to go to the bathroom.

Oh, you're gonna have to hold it.

- I can't.
- Well, isn't there like a...

like, a cup or something you can use?

You can just go right there.
What's wrong with you?

Fine, I'll pull over in the tall grass

- and you can go there.
- Gross! No.

Bo, the FBI is looking for me, okay?

The police are looking for me.

I can't just pull over and make a pit stop.

- All right?
- I have to go!

Go inside and ask for a key.
Keep your hat on.

- And hurry.
- Yes. And hurry.

I know.

All right.

Yeah, that's great. Go.

Uh! Uhh!

[grunting]

- Where is the girl?
- [panting]

[grunts]

- Where's the girl?
- What girl?

Relax sweetheart.

You'll be home soon.

[grunting]

Tate! It's burning! It's burning!

Go, go, get outta here!

It's locked!

- Tate! Tate!
- Go!

[truck horn blares]

Go, Bo!

[thuds]

You all right?

Yeah.

There have been reports of
an altercation between two men

right before the fireball
engulfed this gas station.

- At this time...
- Still nothing from Krakauer.

Police authorities have
not made an official...

Don't let her get hurt, Roman.

We will bring you updates.

The assets have been spotted.

They're heading northbound toward Philly.

You're two miles away.

[engine turns]

[panting] You okay?

Are you?

No, actually.

I'm not okay. I think I
broke a rib, maybe two.

You gave our money away. I'm a fugitive.

You're an Amber alert.

[chuckles] So no, I'm not okay.

Why didn't you do one of your things

when that guy came after you?

I was... I was too scared.

All right, kid.

Look, I know you're beat,

but we only got about another
50 miles to Philly...

[whoosh, bang] No.

- What's wrong?
- Not now. Please, not now!

Tate, what's wrong?

[sighs]

We got a flat.

[siren approaches]

[tires squeal]

Put your hands on top of your head!
Right now!

Hands on your head! Do it!

Don't even think about it!

Hands on your head now!

This is your final warning.
Get on the ground!

Don't do anything, Bo.

Just stop.

But they're gonna take you back.

Just do what they tell you.

It's okay. Everything's gonna
be okay now, I promise.

It's all over.

You have the right to remain silent.

- Come on.
- Anything you say can

and will be used against
you in a court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you do not have an attorney,

the state will provide one for you.

The asset is recovered.
The fugitive is in custody.

Are you sure?

Positive.

The police have her.

I'll have Lofton coordinate a transfer.

She's coming home.

[laughs] - She's coming home.

Where are you taking her?

[kicks seat] I said where
are you taking her?

[laughs]

Hello, Mr. Tate. How are you?

[laughing]

[engine starts]

I understand you have a personal stake

in the situation, Dr. Skouras,

but you need to leave the
work to actual professionals.

Not mercenaries.

Your people let them
out of Atlantic City.

Your mercenary blew up a gas
station and endangered lives.

Look, I'm expanding the Amber
alert to the tri-state area.

You're thinking
traditionally, Agent Farrell.

It's not gonna work.

- Yeah, why is that?
- Milton Winter.

He's cunning. He knows
your move before you do.

Well, then he knows you should
back off and let me do my job.

We're dealing with a child, here.

You keep thinking like
that, you'll never find her.

We'll stay here tonight, Mr. Tate.

Change of clothing there.
Food in the refrigerator.

But don't get comfortable.
We move tomorrow, first light.

We'll communicate with this.
Incoming only.

And this is the next safe house.

So this is how it's gonna be?

Different place every night?

For now, yeah.

I gotta say you did a whole lot better

than I thought you would.

Yeah, well, I like to
keep expectations low.

Yeah, no kidding.

[grunts]

[both grunting]

[laughs]

Be safe.

[door closes]

They got you, didn't they?

Yeah, they got me.

This afternoon my friend
Bo came over for a playdate.

We were playing hit the
snake with the dice.

And sometimes we missed, like that,

sometimes we got it.

It was like the best playdate ever.

Oh, hi, mom.

Hi.

- It's gonna be okay.
- [laughs] How do you know?

Look what Bo gave me.

[quiet TV chatter]

We interrupt this program

to bring you news in the
search for Bo Adams,

which is continuing across
the tri-state area.

Suspect William Tate... [tv turns off]

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