All language subtitles for The Pretender s02e04 Exposed

Previously on The Pretender.

I guess your mother
never told you about this place.

No, she didn't.

She came here exactly
this time every year.

She loved the spring.

- You were in love with her, weren't you?
- Yes...

but there was a part of her
she kept hidden.

[Sydney] Mr. Lyle shows up.
Your father disappears.

It's too coincidental
to be just a coincidence.

What is it, Jarod?

- I don't like to be watched.
- So your drawing would indicate.

- Would you like me to leave?
- No.

Not you, Sydney-Them.

They record everything,
don't they?

Everywhere I go,
everything I do...

every word I say-

Shut 'em off, Sydney.
Shut the cameras off.

I don't control them, Jarod.

- Just ignore them.
- But I can't!

Don't you understand?
I can feel them on me all the time.

There's nothing
I can do, Jarod.

It's not fair.

- Just turn 'em off!
- Jarod!

- All right? Turn 'em off!
- No! Stop!

[Man]
Okay, you smile for the camera.

All right.
We're all done, kids.

[Giggling]

Ow!

Where's Planned Parenthood
when you need them?

Hey! How you folks doin'?
You know we got a special goin'...

for extra copies
for Grandma and Grandpa.

Do I look like
I drive a minivan?

- Do you know this man?
- Yeah, sure. That's Jarod-

Adams, yeah. He worked here
a couple of weeks- good guy.

- He gave me this.
- [High-pitched Squeaking]

- [Laughs]
- Heartwarming.

- You know where he is now?
- Nope...

but he did tell me that someone
would be by to pick this up.

- Right here.
- I'm someone.

This is Manhattan.

This is extortion.

Oh, come on.
This is Manhattan.

Your parents must be
very proud.

- [Phone Rings]
- Excuse me.

I think this
is meant for you.

Oh, a View-Master with no reel.
How tragically symbolic.

- Why tragically?
- Because it means that I'll be forced...

to listen to you attach some greater
semiotic meaning to that toy.

I think the stress of your father's
disappearance is starting to get to you.

The only thing getting
to me is Jarod.

You should consider a vacation.
It might help your state of mind.

So would putting a bullet in Jarod's kneecap,
but I can't do that now, can I?

Because I don't
know where he is, do I?

- [High-pitched Squeak]
- [Man] Say "Cheese. '"

[Camera Shutter Clicking]

- [Cork Popping]
- [Camera Shutter Clicking]

That's a wrap.
That was great.

[Chuckles]

- Great gig.
- It sure beats shooting triplets.

[Man Narrating]
There are Pretenders among us.

[Jarod]
I was taken from my family.

Thirty-six hours and he's
already demonstrating more talent than any of our others.

How many people died
because of what I thought up?

Since I broke out, I've spent
every moment searching for my past.

[Miss Parker]
He's a Pretender-

A genius who can become
anyone that he wants to be.

- The Centre wants him alive.
- Preferably.

[Miss Parker]
He defends the weak and abused.

Life's a gift.

- You a doctor?
- I am today.

[Man]
Too pasty. Not pasty enough.

Get her a trainer.
Hmm.

I didn't know
Earl Scheib did hair.

Come on, Darrin.
Don't you think that's a little harsh?

Harsh?
From an agent?

Brian, this is
a modeling firm...

not a halfway house
for former prom queens.

- Mr. Faxon.
- Jarod.

Brian, I assume you've
seen Jarod's portfolio?

- Very impressive.
- No. It's exceptional.

You've obviously worked with the masters:
Avedon, Penn, Newton.

Their influence
is unmistakable.

I enjoyed their books
quite a bit.

Their books?
Yes, that's very witty.

You're scheduled to shoot
the Cindy Thomas portfolio at 11.30.

I haven't met her yet,
but I hear she's... exceptional.

Well, she's still very raw,
but her potential is amazing.

So far, no photographer
has captured that true look...

the elusive quality that
will make her the next...

her.

[Jarod]
Kimberly Green.

- She died in a car accident, right?
- That's the official version.

- Was there something else?
- A man was stalking Kimberly.

But the police think that
she drove into the river by accident.

There's no doubt in my mind
that he killed her.

[Brian]
Her body was never found.

[Jarod]
And they never captured the stalker?

No. He's still out there
somewhere.

Brian, I need you to
run those to the agent.

I used to have the entire Thunderbirds
collection on reels for this.

- Thunderbirds?
- Yeah.

Well, it's like Star Wars,
only it's little talking puppet heads.

- Kind of like yours, Broots?
- Called your office, but the line was busy.

- I was on the phone to St. Thomas.
- Your father's vacation home.

I spoke to his houseboy who for six years
has spoken perfect English...

but today, when I asked if he'd seen
my father, he couldn't understand a word.

He will come back.

- So?
- Oh. So, uh...

this package came for you.

It's from Maine,
and it's moving.

Jarod?

Well, I doubt
it's Mrs. Paul.

So much for your
empty View-Master.

Here. You two bond.

Miss Parker.

"Where's Daddy?"

[View-Master Clicking]

- He lives to torment me.
- That would beJarod.

- Mr. Lyle.
- Miss Parker.

I'd swear that we had an appointment
in my office 30 minutes ago.

A pressing matter arose. Unfortunately,
it was a false lead on Jarod.

Hmm. That's too bad.
So you came up empty again?

In New York, I believe?

He had already left his last locale
when we arrived.

Any clue as to where
he might be going?

I saw nothing that could be
interpreted in that manner.

How unfortunate.

Excellent
with garlic butter.

I'm going out. If anyone
asks where I am... lie.

[Jarod] You look great, Cindy.
Fantastic.! Ha-ha.! Extraordinary.

Lovely. You look great.

Great.

[No Audible Dialogue]

Relax. Have fun.
Be a kid.

I thought I was supposed to be
sexy and provocative.

We're selling you now,
so be... you.

Okay. Oh, I know.

- [High-pitched Squeaking]
- Say "Cheese."

That's it. That's the one.
That was great.

- You can go home now.
- [Squeaking] - All right.

[Laughs]

That was a little ridiculous,
but it was a lot of fun. Thank you.

- [Kissing]
- [Chuckles]

Jarod, that last shot just may be
the cover of our next agency catalog.

[Darrin] Exceptional.
I couldn't agree with Brian more.

I am curious, though.

Where in the hell did you
come up with that technique?

Happy Faces Photo Phun.
Excuse me.

- [Knocking]
- Hello?

Excuse me.
My name's Jarod.

- Excuse me.
- [Hip-hop On Earbuds]

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to scare you.

[Stuttering]
N-N-No p-p-problem. I was j-just working.

Hmm.

A bearded lady.

Now I bet people would
pay money to see that.

J-Just, uh, experimenting.

- [Computer Beeps]
- N-No flaws now.

Well, to me, it's the flaws
that make a face interesting-

but certainly a photographer
like yourselfknows that.

I'm a photo enhancer.

But I thought I just saw you
taking pictures in the studio.

Now, I'm used to having
a camera trained on me...

but other people,
they might not feel that way.

I t-told you.
I'm n-not a shooter.

Okay. It must have been
someone that looks like you.

Have a nice day.
It was nice to meet you.

[Door Closes]

I'm telling you, Cindy...

Miami has the best doughnuts.

Come on. Cuban food
and stone crabs maybe. But doughnuts?

I had my first doughnut
when I was here.

- [Laughs]
- It's a long story.

You're right.
It's a great town.

I used to love walking around,
just taking everything in.

- Then after what happened to Kimberly-
- [Shutter Clicking]

- You two were friends?
- Well, as much as she'd let me.

She was a pretty
private person-

wasn't really close to
anybody except her sister.

I didn't really blame her though. I mean,
it's really tough finding real friends...

when you're suspicious
of everybody.

- The stalker.
- He made her life a living hell.

He used to send her
pictures of herself.

- What kind of pictures?
- Well, just doing everyday things...

like going to the store,
eating in a restaurant.

He used to write "You're mine"
over every one of them.

Once, he got so close to her,
he attacked her with acid.

All she ever wanted to be
was normal, you know?

I know the feeling.

- [Shutter Clicking]
- Is there something wrong?

No. Everything's fine.

Thank you for walking me home.
I really appreciate it.

- It's my pleasure.
- Bye.

Shut 'em off, Sydney.
Shut the cameras off.

I don't control them, Jarod.
Just ignore them.

But I can't!

Don't you understand?
I can feel them on me all the time.

- There's nothing I can do, Jarod.
- It's not fair.

Yeah, it wasn't fair,
was it, Kimberly?

[Sighs]
It just wasn't fair.

[Cell Phone Ringing]

- What?
- [Jarod] Little-known fact:

- Lobsters make wonderful pets.
- Yeah.

It was great hearing it scream
when I threw it in the boiling water.

- There a point to all of this?
- It's about your father.

- I thought that point was clear.
- If you know where my father is, tell me.

When you tell me
where my parents are.

I don't know!

- Find out.
- This isn't funny, Jarod.

Now you know how I feel.
Happy hunting-

- and tell Gladys I say hello.
- Gladys? Who's-

- [Dial Tone]
- [Miss Parker Sighs]

[Bell Rings]

Good morning.
May I help you?

Would you-
Oh! Miss Parker.

- Gladys.
- Guilty.

Exactly what the hell
am I doin' here, Gladys?

Jarod said you'd
find this very valuable.

Sentimental value,
I suppose.

I'm all tears.

Well, it's not in very good shape.
There are a few pieces missing.

[Box Thuds]

Would you like a cup of tea?
You seem a little tense.

What the hell am I supposed
to do with this, make kindling?

Jarod said the man you're having lunch
with tomorrow would be able to help.

What man? Where?

Jarod said you'd know.

[Clock Cuckoos]

[View-Master Clicking]

You wouldn't happen to know where
there's a Chuck's Lobster House, would you?

Although we may never know
the exact motives...

of the person who stalked
Kimberly Green...

I've identified
several character traits...

which all stalkers exhibit...

by getting into
the stalker's head-

becoming the stalker,
as it were.

First and foremost, the stalker believes
the victim belongs to him...

and him alone-

hence, attempting to control
the victim's life through fear.

By controlling the victim's actions
with fear...

he manipulates her ability
to interact with other people.

A fear achieved
by anonymity-

avoiding any face-to-face
confrontations with his victim.

It's what the victim can't see,
that is most terrifying.

And, in what may have happened
in the case of Kimberly Green...

if a victim rejects
the stalker's...

attempts to control
her life...

- [No Audible Dialogue]
- then the stalker is no longer in control...

and can turn to violence.

Zoe- I'm sorry.

It's okay. We're done.

Thank you. I've been on
a few auditions before...

but never
anything like this.

- What'd you call it again?
- A simulation.

I needed to get inside
the head of someone...

who's doing some
pretty horrific things.

You did a great job.
Thank you. Oh, one question-

Why did you walk up
to that policeman?

A stranger offers cash
to stalk me for a day?

I mean,
that's a little out there.

I was startin'to feel
kind of weird, you know?

Well, I'm sorry if it got too real.
I didn't mean to scare you.

Yeah, well,
I saw the cop and...

I figured it was time
for you to feel a little nervous.

It worked.

It worked.

Well, I don't usually
remember my dreams...

but this particular one was-

I was sitting in
some kind of a bar...

and, uh, everybody
was walking around...

wearing leather...

and, uh...

I was trying to flirt with the bartender-
who was a woman.

All this time, I'm talking,
saying some really...

clever things-

and, you know, like,
like "dream-clever"-

and, then,
she turns around...

and it's Miss Parker.

And, now I'm-
I'm really turned-on...

and she reaches out and grabs me
and pulls me across the bar...

and starts shoving me
into a blender.

[Door Opens]

Sorry to interrupt
your session.

Session? We're not
having any session.

But I'm trying to get
a bead on Miss Parker.

- Have either of you seen her?
- No.

- Not since lunch.
- Oh, no, actually, I think she said...

something about
pursuing a lead on Jarod.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Lunch in Maine-
neat trick.

Have her call me when she returns...
from lunch.

How did he know
about our sessions?

Y-You think he heard
the part about the blender? Sydney?

[Woman On P.A.]
Alexander, call on extension 4.

[Groans]

S-Sorry.
I didn't see you.

You have a good eye,
for not being a photographer.

- K-Kind of a hobby.
- It's honest.

I mean, you've captured her.

I mean, if the rest of these are like this one,
you should really show your work.

I c-couldn't do that.
N-Never.

[Woman Screams]

- What's wrong?
- Cindy!

I found this on my vanity.

He's after me now.
Why?

Because he needs
a new target.

I want you to move in with me.
I'll hire a private, 24-hour security guard.

It's not gonna make any difference.
If he wants to get me, he'll get me...

just like
he got Kimberly.

Welcome to Chuck's Lobster House.
May I help you?

Oh, Miss Parker!

Is there anyone in this burg
who doesn't know me?

Jarod's table is right this way.
You've got company.

Jarod's here?

I'm afraid it's only me.

- Ben?
- It would seem Jarod has set us up.

[Man On TV]
While police have ruled...

supermodel Kimberly Green's
death accidental...

her sister, Erika Green,
believes, like many...

she was murdered by the stalker
who had been harassing her for months.

Her sister, Erika Green,
believes, like many...

she was murdered
by the stalker-

[Door Opens]

My name is Jarod Adams. I'm a photographer
with the Darrin Faxon Agency.

- I don't have anything to say to you people.
- The stalker's back.

He's after one of your sister's friends,
Cindy Thomas.

Come in.

There's nothing more difficult
than missing family.

Kimberly wasn't
the stalker's only victim.

I lost the only family
I've ever had.

When was this taken?

One of the foster homes
we were in.

We had a strange childhood.

- I doubt you'd understand.
- Oh, I might.

We grew up in the system-
went from one foster home to another.

You never knew what kind
of a situation you were walkin' into...

but, no matter what, Kimberly
would never let anyone hurt us.

- [Phone Rings]
- [Murmurs] Excuse me.

Yes.

Look, this is the fourth time.
I told you people I am not switching.

I tell you what. Why don't you
give me your home number...

and I'll call you back?

I didn't think so.

I can't stand having
my privacy invaded.

I know what you mean.

I think I would've
liked your sister.

She strikes me as a survivor.

She was.

There was only one thing
she couldn't handle.

Feeling trapped...

by her life, by the stalker.

One fed the other. A way out
was all she could think about.

I'm sure it was on her mind
when her car went off the bridge.

At least now,
she's at peace.

[Computer Buzzes]

- [Line Rings]
- [Woman] 561 Information.

- 561?
- Yes, Boca Raton, Florida. May I help you?

Thank you. That's all
the information I need.

No wonder they want your
long-distance business, Erika.

[Young Sydney]
Jarod! Jarod!

- Jarod! Are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm all right.

Don't ever do that again, Jarod.
I thought you were dead.

I thought if I pretended to be dead,
everyone would leave me alone.

You and me both, Kimberly.
You and me both.

- Another.
- [Man] Right away, Miss Parker.

Courtesy ofJarod, I think I have finally
reached the end of my rope-

frayed, I might add.

I haven't seen this in years.

- Was it yours?
- No, it was your mother's.

Jarod stayed with me
a few months ago.

It's starting to make sense
to me now.

- What is?
- His preoccupation with your mother-

and this.

He told me the next time you and I met,
to give it to you.

I don't know why, but I've been
carrying it with me everywhere.

She dances in there.

Hmm.

I'm afraid it doesn't work
without the other figurine.

I'm sorry.
I don't know where it is.

I thought this was lost...

butJarod found it
tucked away in the attic...

along with some other items
that belonged to your mother.

She bought it one day
when we were together.

It always reminded me
of her delicate beauty...

her graceful dancer's gait.

- My mother was a dancer?
- A great one.

She never told you?

I am learning that there
are a lot of things she never told me...

but it certainly explains
all the lessons I took as a child.

- Do you still dance?
- No, I stopped when she-

Yup. She stopped too...

after she met your father.

Ben do you know where my father is?
He's missing...

and Jarod led me here
in hopes that I would find him.

I'm sorry. I don't know about your father,
only your mother.

- So? This could've been taken anytime.
- You know that it wasn't.

Erika, I know that you speak to your sister
every night at 10.30.

- I am not the stalker.
- And you expect me to just believe that?

I know where Kimberly is. If I was the stalker,
if I wanted to invade her privacy...

I would be doing that instead
of standing here talking to you-

the one person that can
help her to trust me.

I understand
how she feels.

No one could
understand that.

I do.

I told you, Jarod.
You're safe here.

They're not
watching you.

This is the only
camera in my office.

I took it out of the ceiling
this morning-

but, remember, it's only
a special favor to you.

I have to put it back
in a few minutes.

So, we can talk?
Just you and me?

- You can do anything you like.
- [Chuckles]

- What is it, Jarod?
- There's something in the clock.

Right here in the middle.
You said they weren't watching.

Jarod, believe me,
I didn't know.

You said I'd be safe here.
You promised!

- [Scoffs]
- Jarod!

Damn you.

[Gull Mewing]

After he attacked,
faking my death was my way out.

Out of one trap,
into another.

Instead of living a nightmare,
I just have them now.

- What are they about?
- Always the same thing.

His eyes.

The night he attacked,
I felt his eyes on me all day long...

and as I approached my building,
I turned, and he was standing there...

wearing a ski mask...

hiding his face as he tried
to spray acid on mine.

The only thing that registered
were his eyes.

Tell me about them.

They were cold.
They had no feeling.

Was there any place
that you felt safe?

Home-

and at the agency...

but you know, near the end, I felt
like I was being watched even there.

- I think I was just being paranoid.
- I don't think so.

The public doesn't know who
Cindy Thomas is, but the stalker does.

- You think he has access to the agency?
- I don't know...

but I need your help
to find out.

I need you to help me
find those eyes.

- No, Jarod.
- It's the only way out of this trap.

Trust me.

I think I know a way.

The relationship
between your mother and I...

lasted almost 15 years
before she died.

I can still see her beautiful vision
walking up to the inn...

on that sunny day
in April.

I was on a ladder
when she called to me.

Her roadster
had broken down.

And she tried
to fix it herself.

Yes. She was
covered in oil.

[Both Chuckle]

So did you help her
with the car?

She helped me
to the doctor.

- I fell off the ladder.
- [Laughing] Ben.

That's how she was,
always helping others...

even when
she was in need.

Was that the spring
you two fell in love?

That was the spring
we became friends.

That's all we were
for many years.

She would come up to the inn
every April...

spend the first
two weeks.

I lived for those
weeks of joy.

It may sound corny, but it was
the simple things she loved:

gathering flowers down by the lake,
watching the stars.

Catherine had
an unquenchable zest for life...

a sparkle...

until-

She met my father?

Well, at first
she seemed happy...

but year after year,
the sparkle faded.

- But she kept coming to see you.
- Well, I was an oasis...

from the life
she was trapped in.

She never told me about that life-
only her feelings.

That's the way
she was with me.

It was many years
before our lips touched...

but I truly believe that we were meant
to spend our lives with each other-

but we could only have
what we had.

I hate to know
that she was so sad.

She was until
you came along.

After you were born,
the sparkle returned.

- [Laughs]
- You gave her the strength to remember who she was.

She was making big
changes in her life...

but then she was gone.

God, I miss her.

- I do too.
- [Laughs]

Don't be sad.

She was never sad when
she talked about you...

and that was all she really
ever wanted to talk about.

What was the other figurine
that went in here?

Another dancer,
a little girl.

A shame they can't
dance together anymore.

- What are you d-doing here?
- Your work.

It's excellent. I can't believe
you've never shown this to anybody.

I t-told you
I c-couldn't do that.

Toby, you have a gift.
It's like the camera speaks for you.

These are
b-beautiful people.

I'm not-not one of them.

Beauty is more than appearance.
It's also about real emotion.

I look at your photographs,
especially the eyes of your subjects...

and I see a lot
of that emotion.

What do you want?

- [Kimberly] Toby took these?
- Of everyone who was at the shoot.

Anything?

No, maybe
he wasn't there.

Maybe he's
changed his habits.

Stalkers, they always hunt their prey
in the same way over and over again.

He was there.
Wait a minute.

What's this? There's a figure
behind this backdrop.

[Beeping]

[Kimberly]
Oh, my God.

Brian.

Too puffy, no heroin chic.

Oh, please, send this one to Bob Vila,
maybe he needs a new hand model.

This just came in
for you, Brian.

- Mr. Faxon, Paris is calling on the conference line.
- Oh, lovely.

- Kimberly.
- Hello, Brian.

Kimberly.!

Kimberly!

Kimberly!

- Hey!
- What's your problem?

My name is Zoe.

I'm sorry.
I thought you-

What?

Hey!

- [Door Closes]
- Who's there?

You're trapped, Brian.
Now how does it feel?

Over here, Brian.

- Kimberly?
- This way, Brian.

- Cindy?
- You can't see us...

but we can see you.

Now we have
all the power.

- Who are you?
- I'm you, Brian.

I'm weak. I'm a coward.

I hide in shadows and watch,
because creating fear in others...

is the only way
that I have strength.

- What do you want?
- [Thuds On Floor]

Are you feeling trapped,
vulnerable, terrified?

Just like Kimberly
and Cindy felt.

Are you afraid
I'm going to hurt you?

The worst part is,
you don't know how...

and you don't know when...

but then again,
that's what stalking is all about...

isn't it?

Admit it, Brian. They rejected you
and thatjust tore you up inside.

I just wanted to be with them.

You wanted control!

And when you couldn't have your way
with Kimberly, you stalked her...

and you trapped her
and you tried to destroy her...

with acid...

and then you stalked Cindy
in the very same way.

I just wanted Kimberly
and Cindy to be mine.

Oh, well, now you're mine.

[Screaming]

Will you relax, Brian?
It's just CO2 and water.

What's the matter, Brian?
You look like you've seen a ghost.

I thought you-
I thought you were-

No. I'm not-

and I'm not afraid
anymore either.

Relax. Let your portfolio
speak for itself.

Don't worry. Darrin's
going to love your work.

l-I never thought
this day would come for me.

N-No matter what happens,
I th-thank you, Jarod.

Knock 'em dead.

[House]

[Continues]

[No Audible Dialogue]

[Ringing]

- What?
- Pretty isn't it?

- Pretty?
- The music.

As usual, Jarod, there is no music
at the end of one of your games.

Oh, well, I am very sorry
that you didn't have a nice trip...

but you have everything you need
to find what you're looking for.

[View-Master Clicking]

- [Winding]
- [Music Box]

Why did you give me this,
Jarod?

Let's just say,
"Happy birthday, Miss Parker."

My birthday isn't until
January 3.

That's the point.

[Ben]
She would come up to the inn every April.

May, June, July, August...

September, October, November...

- December.
- [Door Opens]

[Groans]
I've been lookin'all over for that.

Daddy?

How you doin', angel?
You been poachin' from my office?

[Stammering]

You've been gone for over a month.
Where have you been?

If I told ya,
I couldn't protect ya.

Now come along.
Mr. Lyle and Mr. Raines want to meet with us.

- But, Daddy-
- Just listen to your father...

and follow my lead, hmm?

Of course.

[Music Box]

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