All language subtitles for The Pretender - 1x18 - Unhappy Landings

- [Woman] Previously on The Pretender.
- [Sydney] SL-27.

What does it mean, Jacob?

[Miss Parker] I believe my mother
rescued some of the children here.

- [Man] Rescued?
- It's a long story.

- You have a problem with Raines?
- He is out of control.

When you were Dr. Raines,
you were my colleague.

I never detected
this unholy obsession.

You didn't look
hard enough.

[Woman]
Tonight on The Pretender.

[Young Sydney] Very good work, Jarod.
You're making progress.

[Young Jarod]
Sidney? Who's that? Who's that boy?

Another test subject.

He's working
with another doctor.

- What's his name? Can I talk to him?
- No.

- But I don't have any friends.
- You won't be seeing him again.

Sydney, where are
they taking him?

Yeah. This is Garrison.
Flight 1701.

Tell the Oklahoma office we have their
witness, sealed and ready to deliver.

Remind them we've got better things to do
than escort their chameleon.

Got that? Yeah. 1701 out.

Still no update
on Eugene's locale.

That's all right.
We'll find him...

just as soon as we finish playing escort
to the Man of a Thousand Faces.

Come on!
Let's go in there.

Hey, Lon Chaney,
hurry it up in there.

Ho! Marshal Cody.

How do I look?

Well, it's a face
only a mother could love.

[Man Narrating]

Oh, God.

Unpucker your sphincter,
Broots. It's just me.

Miss Parker, I didn't... [Clears Throat]
hear you come in.

And how's your little
John Tesh fan?

Fine. She's-She's fine.

I'll, uh... I'll tell her
you said hello.

Um, is there something
on your mind?

I need a personal favor.

From me?

Is it possible to run
a global Internet search...

without anyone
from the Centre knowing?

Oh, I guess, yes.
But if they...

I want you
to do it for me.

No. No, I couldn't do that.

Please.

[Sighs]

Okay.

These are missing children
from the late '60s.

Names, birthdays, physical attributes,
some photos.

Nobody can see this.

Do not scan these pictures
and don't transmit them over the Internet.

- But...
- If you find anything, find me.

Well, if it isn't the Keystone Kops.
[Chuckling]

We spend our lives keepin' mob snitches
alive, and all we get is grief.

There's a bunch of guys with flat noses
that would like to get their hands on you.

With Marshal Cody here...
never happen.

Unlike you and Garrison,
he's never lost a witness.

Oh, yeah? Well, all I know is
the quicker we dump your butt...

the sooner we can
get back on our case.

[Garrison] Cool it, Lane.
Marshal Cody's just tryin'to do his job.

Let's go in the back
and get you somethin' to drink.

- You're a fun guy.
- [Laughing]

Did I miss something?

All the marshals in D.C.
were laughin' about it.

Heard about it
during my holdover.

One of their witnesses... a guy named Diggs...
he bolts on their watch.

Well, in this business,
that sort of thing happens.

That's only half the story.

A couple of weeks before that,
this Diggs's partner...

he cuts up Garrison
with a homemade knife...

and then takes a dive from 30,000 feet
during the plane transfer.

Must have been pretty embarrassing
for the Marshals Service.

Now you're catching on.
I thought you must have heard about it.

I've been busy.

[Tones Beeping]

- [Line Clicks]
- Dr. Shafton?

Sydney. [Sniffs]
I need to see you.

Lane.

Look, I know it must feel
like a slap in the face...

the service transferring me
into the middle of your case like that.

Nothing personal, but we were doin'
just fine without you.

Look, this Diggs thing
just has me on edge. That's all.

I'm here to help.
Mind if I take a look?

In three days, Eugene Diggs is supposed
to testify against the Arellano cartel.

If we don't get him back, the government's
case goes south and these drug runners walk.

We'll get 'im back.

We're not gonna break for chow
till we do.

"S-P-A-M."
What's it stand for?

America.

If we hadn't shipped that stuff to England
during World War II...

the Beatles would've
sung in German.

I imagine the sound of an insect vocalizing
in any language would be fantastic.

Do you mind?

Mmm. It's delicious.

[Lane] Are we gonna go talk
to Eugene's wife or not?

Beats himself up
over everything.

That's one bad habit
I can't get that kid to shake.

Come on.

Diggs and his best friend, Jimmy Rayford,
owned a little air cargo company in Arkansas.

Business was in trouble, soJimmy
makes a deal with the Colombians...

to fly some special cargo.

Now, Eugene, who trusts
Jimmy with his life...

thinks they're haulin' coffee beans.

Of course,
Jimmy's runnin' cocaine.

D.E.A. nails 'em, so we got them
to testify against the cartel...

for reduced sentences...
case closed.

TillJimmy Rayford tries to attack you
with a homemade knife during an air transfer...

tries to escape by parachuting out
of one of our planes...

and leaves Eugene Diggs
to take the fall.

Bad news travels fast, huh?

Well, I guess the boys in Washington
aren't too happy with you guys.

[Laughing]
They're not the only ones.

How the hell could I
talk to Eugene?

You got your people
camped out in my front yard.

You got my phone lines tapped.

My friends won't even
come near this place anymore.

The truth is we might be
the only friends that you have left.

Now you're not doin'
Eugene any favors by lyin' to us.

Eugene is scared.

Jimmy said these cartel guys were tough, that
they'd just as soon kill you as look at you.

Then let us help you.

Like you helped Jimmy Rayford?

Mrs. Diggs,
we can protect you...

both of you,
from the cartel.

I told you already.
I don't know anything.

He's out there alone,
scared, without a friend.

Who can he trust now?

Jarod, you need to finish
the simulation.

I wanna see the other boy.

You know I can't allow you
to have contact with anyone.

- Fine. Then I can't finish the simulation.
- Why not?

How am I supposed to pretend to do this
if I've never had a friend?

You simulate a lot of things
you've never done before.

I want to see
the other boy, Sydney.

I want to know what it's like
to have a friend.

[Ringing]

- Yes?
- Yeah. It's Garrison.

Diggs's lawyer just came in.
Eugene wants to talk.

I'm on my way.

I hope, for your sake,
your client's callin' to give up.

I put you in contact with him. What,
I have to talk him off the ledge too?

- [Groans]
- Sorry.

I forgot about
your war wound.

- Deputy MarshalJarod Cody.
- Cody.

[Laughs]
Guess that makes me Annie Oakley.

- Here we go.
- [Switch Clicks]

- Eugene?
- How's Helen?

How's my wife?
Have you seen her?

Son, your wife would be
a whole lot better off...

if you'd just stop this nonsense
and bring yourself in.

I can't do that.
Colombians will find us.

That's whatJimmy said.
That's why I ran.

I ain't stickin' my neck out
with nobody standin' behind me.

[Garrison] You forgetJimmy.
The cartel didn't kill him, and you know it.

- Now Jimmy abandoned you.
- No. He got scared.

Jimmy was my best friend, man.

He sold you out, Eugene.

He never told you
about the drugs...

and he tried to run
and leave you to take the rap.

No. He made a mistake.
He was just trying to save our business.

Look, I'm not gonna
listen to this anymore.

You loved Jimmy, didn't you?

He was like a brother to you.

- Who's this?
- My name is Jarod.

- It's lonely out there.
- What the hell do you know about it?

You've been running,
and you're scared.

You feel like
you can't trust anybody.

Nobody's telling you the truth.

- [Sniffling] I didn't want any of this.
- I know you didn't.

But you can't run forever.

But it's safer for me
and for Helen.

Hey. You tell her
I love her, Jarod.

Eugene.

- Eugene.
- Public phone.

Collinsville, Texas.

[Men Chattering]

Eugene.

- You don't have to run anymore.
- Jarod?

Yes.
It's going to be okay.

- [Lane] He's got a gun.!
- I promise.

[Garrison]
Federal Marshal.! Freeze.!

- [Gunshots]
- He's unarmed!

- We're moving to you, Jarod.
- He's unarmed!

Don't shoot.!
Don't shoot.! He's unarmed.!

Don't shoot!

[Garrison]
Get after him.!

- [Engine Starts, Revs]
- [Man] Hey.! That's my bike.!

I got one dead drug runner, a trial
set to start in 72 hours and now this.!

There goes your perfect record.

I've been combing state
and federal databases.

Every time I get close to someone
with remotely comparable parameters...

I hit a brick wall.

You can pick up women on the computer,
but you can't do this?

No, not if I can't send pictures
over the Internet.

I'm sorry.
[Clears Throat]

Okay.

You age one of the photographs
and send it out.

I wanna know
what this is about.

Excuse me?

It's just that
I'm risking my neck here...

and l... I have a right
to know why.

It's about my mother.

These children may have
had something to do with her death.

So, how'd he look?

Like someone who misses
his wife a lot.

You know, the only thing
he's worried about...

is you.

[Chuckles]

- You two look very happy.
- It's our honeymoon.

Be a year next month.

You always hear about those people
that marry their first true love.

Well, that was me and Eugene.

I never even kissed
another boy.

After the ceremony, we went
down to a little motel in Corpus Christi.

- Looks very nice.
- Oh, it was a rathole.

But it was all we could afford,
so it's... it's special to us.

Eugene doesn't
trust you people anymore.

Because ofJimmy Rayford?

They went to grade school
together.

Some older boys
were beatin' up on Eugene...

and Jimmy came in
and stood up for him.

Got his butt whipped, but, uh,
he saved Eugene from a lot worse.

I can't tell you how many times
I've heard that story.

Well, they were best friends.

Few things
are stronger than that.

Yeah. The one person that Eugene thought
that he could always trust and believe in...

turned him into a drug runner
and sold him out.

But to Eugene,
Jimmy was everything.

You ever think that maybe Eugene
was right aboutJimmy?

Jimmy Rayford jumped off that plane
because he's a coward.

[Scoffs] He tried to hang
everything on Eugene.

That's what kind
of best friend he was.

Mrs. Diggs...

two federal marshals...

they opened fire
on your husband today.

They missed.

Next time, he might not
be so lucky.

[Sighs]
Help me...

so I can help Eugene.

There's a pay phone.

He calls me.

[Sydney] I have never been
so afraid, Dr. Shafton.

Is this about Mr. Raines?

[Exhales]

Everywhere he goes...

everything he touches...

dishonesty, malice.

Well, why haven't you
confronted him?

Raines is a dangerous man.

He may be involved with the murder
of Miss Parker's mother.

And that accident that put
my brother in the coma?

It may not have been
an accident at all.

[Scoffs]

Now... You're making excuses,
Sydney.

I fantasize about killing...
killing him.

Now we've got less
than 48 hours...

before the grand jury convenes.

I want Diggs
back where he belongs...

ready to testify.

I have to find him.

Why? So you can put
a bullet through his head?

- He's a fugitive.
- He's a kid.

- He reached for a gun.
- That's a lie, and you know it.

Why is this case
so personal to you?

I checked the file. There's no connection
between you and Diggs.

What happened the night
thatJimmy Rayford died?

It was my fault.
That's what happened.

I went up into the cockpit
to call in a report.

Next thing I know,
cabin pressure's gone...

and Garrison's layin'there
all cut up.

Lane! Help me!

Bob Garrison gave me my break
into the marshals, and I let him down.

He's not just my boss.

He's my friend.

We found him, Sydney. We found him
on the sublevel elevator goin'down.

You can't escape from there.

I wasn't trying to escape.
I was trying to find my friend.

[Sighs]
Jarod.

I just know, if I saw him once,
I know he'd be my friend.

I don't have the authority.

I'm just tired of being alone...

tired of not having
anybody to talk to.

If I had a friend,
I'd do anything for him.

[Garrison On Videotape] Come on, Jimmy.
We've been talking here for 15 hours.

[Rayford On Videotape]
If I cut a deal with you guys...

you gotta promise me
Eugene's gonna be okay.

He didn't know anything.

I got him into this.
I gotta do right by him, you know?

I'll take the prison time.

You just gotta protect Eugene
from the Colombians.

He's my friend.

[Young Jarod's Voice]
If I had a friend, I'd do anything for him.

So, Agent Cody, is this
your idea of a bribe?

Now why would I want
to bribe you?

Because you think
I've been talking to Eugene.

- I do wanna talk to you about the case.
- Talk.

I got a copy
ofJimmy Rayford's confession.

How the hell
did you get that?

I pretended to be a federal prosecutor
assigned to the case.

I'm kidding.
Garrison had it.

So?

So, Jimmy Rayford asked for a tougher
sentence from the U.S. Attorney...

with the condition that Eugene got
a Witness Protection Program.

- Eugene got it, correct?
- Yeah.

So why would Jimmy Rayford
attack a U.S. Marshal...

and jump out of an airplane
if he had what he wanted?

Have you ever spent any time
in a federal prison?

- Some.
- So then you know it's... it's no Club Med.

So you're saying
thatJimmy Rayford ran...

because he wanted
to avoid jail time.

That doesn't make sense.

Well, tell that to Garrison.

He's the one who took
75 stitches in the back.

[Exhales]

[Videocassette Engages]

Agent Lane had gone
to the forward cabin to radio ahead.

The prisoner asked
to use the restroom.

Once we were in the rear of the plane,
he bent to tie his shoe...

and retrieved a homemade knife
from his sock.

He reached up from a bent position
and lunged at me.

Lunged at me.
And lunged at me.

I made a defensive move, but he caught me
in the back with a downward movement.

Caught me in the back
with a downward movement.

Caught me in the back
with a downward movement.

You can see the point of impact
from the cut in my shirt.

I went down immediately,
and that's when the prisoner escaped.

Reached up from a bent position
and lunged at me.

I made a defensive move, but he caught me
in the back with a downward movement.

You can see the point of impact
from the cut in my shirt.

I went down immediately,
and that's when the prisoner escaped.

This is a terrible tragedy
for the entire Marshal's Service.

Well, Garrison, looks like you
stabbed yourself in the back this time.

[No Audible Dialogue]

Are you sure nobody's been
monitoring your terminal?

[Exhales] As sure as anything
gets around here.

Uh, I disconnected the link
from the Centre mainframe.

This baby, uh,
should be flying solo.

[Keyboarding]

Are those the same clothes
you were wearing yesterday?

Oh. Yeah.

I've been running faces
against the D.M.V. files across the country...

for, like, the last 16 hours, and...
[Clears Throat]

I came up with Dara Landers...
32, lives in suburban Milwaukee.

- Address?
- [Clears Throat] Oh.

I, uh, hope this helps you find
the truth you're looking for.

Thank you.

And take a bath,
would you, Broots?

Mm.

- [Country]
- [Jarod] Try to keep him calm.

[Rings]

- Helen.
- Eugene. I want you to come home, baby.

I miss you so much.
This doesn't make much sense anymore.

Listen, I know.
But I can't trust these people anymore.

They tried to kill me, Helen.

If they even knew where I was...
if they even knew...

we'd never see each other again.

- Eugene, they might already know.
- Why?

What are you talkin' about?

- You didn't tell 'em about me callin' you?
- I'm sorry, honey.

You told 'em I called you?
Why?

'Cause I'm afraid.
That's...

You sold me out, girl. I cannot believe
you did that to me, Helen.

You just sold me out.

But we can trustJarod.

[Line Clicks]

I shouldn't have done this. He's scared,
and I don't know where he's gonna go.

He's gonna go
where he feels safe...

like maybe a honeymoon motel.

Sydney.

Would you tell me more
about these...

violent fantasies
you've been having?

I think about
what Raines did.

Take Angelo.

Angelo was my project...
very special.

That is until Raines twisted him
into something else.

When I think of all the innocent minds
he has destroyed.

Can't you solicit help from someone
from the Centre... the director?

I cannot trust her.

I cannot trust anyone
of authority at the Centre.

What about Miss Parker?

She digs into matters
she shouldn't.

I've warned her several times,
but she won't listen to me.

How does that make you feel?

Angry! Helpless!

What else?

What else, Sydney?

I can't take much more.

[Footsteps]

[Door Opens]

- It's me. It's Jarod.
- You almost got me killed, Jarod.

I had nothing to do with that.
I promise you.

Yeah, well, your last promise
nearly got my head blown off, man.

Look, I understand
why you feel that way.

But you have to trust me.

You people can't protect me,
so I don't need you anymore.

I don't need anybody anymore.

Well, there's somebody
that really needs you.

[Switch Clicks]

You shouldn't have told him.

You should've trusted me...

the way I trusted you,
the way I trusted Jimmy.

- I'm sorry. I was afraid, honey.
- So you bring him here?

No. No, he's not like the others.
You can believe him.

I swear.
I swear.

Oh.
[Crying]

Welcome home.

What the hell
are you doin', Jarod?

You move without me?
You put a civilian into a volatile situation?

You issued a challenge, sir.
I took it.

What's important is Eugene is here,
and he's still your witness.

Now, tomorrow morning, we get on
that plane, and we take down the cartel.

Yeah? Well, he moves first thing
in the mornin'. You got that?

Bring in the wife...
smart move.

When you're on the run,
people you love... people you miss...

they're the most important
things to you.

[Latino Man On Phone] What
the hell are we paying you for?
You don't come cheap, Marshal.

Both of these witnesses
should have been taken care ofby now.

My client is pleased
aboutJimmy Rayford...

but Diggs was never supposed
to be brought in alive.

Well, there were some
unforeseen complications there.

[Latino Man]
It doesn't matter. That plane will land...

but it will be
in a million pieces when it does.

[Garrison] That's what this
remote control is for, right?

It will disable
the electrical system.

- Whatever you say.
- [Beep]

[Doorbell Rings]

Hello. I'm looking
for Dara Landers.

I thought one day
you might come.

- Might come?
- You're Dara's sister, aren't you?

- Her sister?
- You look just like the woman
who gave Dara up for adoption.

Her name was Catherine.

- Parker.
- I'm not sure.

The lawyer was the only one
who knew her last name.

May I speak with Dara?

I assumed you knew.

Dara passed away
two months ago.

Dara was a gifted child.

She graduated college at 17.

She loved the theater,
playing the different roles.

Even when she
was a little girl...

she would make up
an entire world...

and then lose herself in it.

She seemed to have
a very happy life.

We wanted to give her
the best...

that any child
could possibly have.

The lawyer who
arranged the adoption...

do you know his name?

Steinman.
Mm, no.

Uh, "berg." Steinberg.
Michael Steinberg. Yes.

- Do you know where I might find him?
- I'm sorry.

He moved away without a word.

Um, I think
it was back in '82.

- And you had no further contact with my mother?
- No.

No, but I remember
that Mr. Steinberg said...

she had a dream
of moving to Europe...

of giving her little daughter
a better life.

That must have been you.

If I may ask...

how did Dara...

Surgery.

Removing her appendix.

One minute, she was just fine.

And the next minute...

What's this?

Oh, uh, Dara had it when...

when your mother
brought her to us.

You can have it if you like.

We wanted all of Dara's friends
to have a memento.

Thank you.

[Phone Rings]

- Jarod here.
- It's Helen.

- l-I'm worried about Eugene.
- Helen, don't worry.

There is no way that Eugene
is getting on that plane.

Garrison and Lane just took him.
They're flying him tonight.

[Beeping]

- Looks like someone's entered the cargo area.
- [Beeping Stops]

[Beeps]

Boss, somethin's up.
The pilot just buzzed me.

He got a warning light.
Someone may have accessed the plane.

Where?

[Clattering]

Heads up, Lane.

See anything?

There's nobody down there,
but there's a panel open.

- Where's the access hatch?
- It's in the back.

- You stay here.
- No. I'm comin' with you.

You remember what happened
the last time.

You didn't know
when to let go, kid.

What's goin' on?

Everything's fine.
Stay in your seats. Thank you.

Give me your piece.
Give me your piece, boy!

That-a-boy.

Is this what happened
toJimmy Rayford?

You just dump him at 30,000 feet
because he was gonna tell the truth?

The truth don't pay
as well as it used to.

Now, I push this button...

two minutes later, this plane
becomes a fireball...

spread all over
the Oklahoma countryside.

[Struggling, Grunting]

Wait here.

Good move, partner.

[Gasps]
Why?

[Out Of Breath]
Economics.

There's no money defending
theJimmy Rayfords of the world.

Grab the parachute.

Take the remote.
Here.

No. Here.

Bitch.

[Gasping]
Bitch.

See, Jarod? Friends
will burn you every time.

[Grunts]

- [Beeping]
- No!

[Airplane Losing Altitude]

Electrical systems out!
Go to reserve!

Mayday! Mayday! This is
U.S. Marshal Flight 1701.

We've lost flight control.
I repeat. We've lost flight control.

Cover her.

- Jarod.
- Garrison and Michaels are working together.

- I'll explain later.
- What are you gonna do?

Tell the pilot to get ready
to pull up hard.

We've got one minute tops!

- [Alarm Beeping]
- We've got 30 seconds!

You got 30 seconds, Jarod.

Fifteen seconds!

[Lane]
We got 15 seconds.!

- Yes!
- [Laughs] All right.

[Exhales]
Well.

I always knew
that would come in handy.

[Exhales]

Well, looks like we finally
got the shackles on the right person.

[Hushed]
Miss Parker.

- I'm packing in the search. I'm out of it.
- Why?

I got results on some of the other
names from your mother's files.

- Most of them are dead.
- Don't you fall apart on me now, Broots.

No. You don't understand.
They died of sudden, unexplained illnesses...

all within the last six months.

- Oh, my God.
- Yes.

- This is bad. This is... very...
- [Shuffling, Squeaking]

- I gotta go.
- [Cell Phone Beeps]

You look upset, Mr. Broots.

Is everything all right?

[Clears Throat]
Tracking Jarod is a full-time job, sir.

And you've been
putting in long hours.

I'm distressed to discover that you took
your computer off the network.

[Wheezing]
It makes me wonder...

if your loyalties
are to this mission...

or some personal endeavor.

l-I don't have
any personal endeavors.

Perhaps
I should reacquaint you...

with the consequences
of lying to the Centre.

[Wheezing]

Broots's actions
are under my authority.

Then I should hold you responsible
for the lack of results.

You can do
whatever you like...

but we won't get any results
until you get out of my way.

I have business to attend to.

We'll discuss this further
at another time.

You know where to find me.

Jarod has expressed
his inability...

to complete the simulation
without another Pretender.

As a result, I've convinced a colleague
to establish new parameters...

for the Pretender program.

Jarod. There's someone
I want you to meet.

Jarod, this is Kyle.

Kyle, Jarod.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Where did they take you, Kyle?

[Locking Case]

[Door Slides Shut]

He buried 'em, Jarod.
You should've been there.

- [Jarod] All right.
- Good luck to you.

Thank you.

So, you two are finally gonna start
your new life together.

- Thank you, Jarod.
- So, who are we gonna be?

Don't worry. Nobody's
ever gonna find you.

I have experience
with this sort of thing.

You're the marshal.

Well, not really.

- Actually, today, I think I'll be a chef.
- [Engine Starts]

[Screaming, Cheering]

[Chattering]

[Woman] Hey, cowboy.
What's your secret ingredient?

Well, now, if I told you that,
it wouldn't be no secret.

Here you go, little lady.
Enjoy.