All language subtitles for Wolf.S01E05.WEB.x264-TORRENTGALAXY

Time to take some leave,
Jack. Get out of my office.

Found the note
on her dog's collar.

We've done an X-ray on your dog.

What she's swallowed
appears to be jewellery.

"To Matilda, love, Jimmy."

If you can just
do a quick search

for any engravings
you've done for a James...

No computers here.

I think the wrong
killer is in prison.

And if the right ones
are still out there,

what if something's
about to happen?

You found the
deer at this house?

With a bucket and the
intestines right next to it?

This isn't buck shot.

This is a dental filling.

These are human.

What if it's Minnet Kable
who's messing with us?

It still smells in here.

He abducted my brother in 1998.

While in Long Lartin,
Penderecki was beaten.

I didn't beat Penderecki.

It was his cell mate.

I'll find out what he knows.

No-one should have
to live without answers.

I went to your home
to get my things.

But I didn't go
inside because...

your front door was open.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

No, never had a
problem with them before.

Then I wake up today, and
they're absolutely everywhere.

I don't know.

But I don't do insects.

Ych a fi.

Vomit, mould, absolutely fine,

but not insects.

No, he's here now, thank God.

Some other houses are
having the same problem,

so he was already in the area.

He said he'd spray everywhere.

But I have to be away
for at least four hours.

And I've no idea
what I'm going to do.

Is it too early to just drink?

That wasn't what you
were supposed to say.

Well, then, I'm off
to read to orphans.

Yeah, of course
I'm going to the pub.

Yeah, all right,
you too, be good.

Come on Eileen by
Dexys Midnight Runners

Oh, sorry.

Nice, very good.

Is this show part of the
regular spray service?

It's just for me, then?

I see.

That's lush! I love it!

You know, you're
actually really quite good.

Oh, sorry. You distracted me.

Right, where are we going?

Oh, this is cute.

But the tango would
be out of the question.

Thank you so much for
being here on short notice.

I don't know what I'd do

if I had to spend the night with
all those things crawling about.

I do have to get out,
though, before you spray,

and you've blocked both doors.

Sorry to bother.

It's just that there
isn't another door.

Agghh!

It's called a RoboMajor.

It was manufactured in 2004, six
years after my brother went missing.

It's not Ewan's.

And he left it for you?

Yeah, but everything he's
left so far was either Ewan's

or something I'm supposed
to think was Ewan's.

Not this.

He knows that I know
this isn't my brother's.

Well, where did he leave it?

Bedroom.

He was inside your
house last night?

Yeah.

While you were at home?

Didn't hear him. I was asleep.

Did he do anything else?

Don't worry, he's
not going to hurt me.

I'm not worried. Oh, thanks.

No, I'm serious. I'm not.

Because you've
brought it all on yourself.

Because you're weird.

This whole thing with your
neighbour is fucking weird.

I'm not the one
doing this. He is.

You moved back to London
so he could do more of it.

People talked, after your party,

about your neighbour.

You're not gonna find
any fingerprints on that,

but just run it anyway.

Thanks.

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

I really thought you'd be smart
enough to stay away for a while.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I'm obviously not that bright.

And you know that thing
where, once you see someone,

you sort of realise how
much you've missed them?

It's not happening, is it?

Not even a bit.

How about I leave now, ma'am?

There's an idea.

Cause of death was
subdural haematoma.

Her sister found her.

She'd been there
a few days, so...

No weapon on the scene,
but the skull fracture's acute.

We're thinking he pushed
her, she fell and hit...

That table there. Yes, ma'am.

But she's still awake
for a while after though.

You can see she tried
crawling to her handbag.

You find her mobile in there?

Yeah.

Husband's got an alibi?

Business dinner.

But we can pick it apart.

Easy one, then.

I'll be off.

Thank you, ma'am.

It has to be the
boss doing this to us.

He's been messing
with us this whole time.

I just don't know why.

Why do this to us?

It's a lot of bother,
if you think about it.

If the boss was cross with
us, he could have just killed us.

But he didn't.

He killed someone else,

took out their intestines.

Left them in a
bucket for us to find.

You to find.

My point is, it's
pretty elaborate.

Maybe it's a test.

To see how we'd
react, under pressure,

to see how we handle ourselves.

So, that's good news, yeah?

All we have to
do is pass the test.

No, it's not good news,
you sloppy wet fucking knob.

Do you have any idea what
a looney bin he'd have to be

to test us like this?

And what if we
don't pass the test?

What do you think
he might do then?

Have you...

What?

Have you ever killed anyone?

Because I haven't.

And I was sort of
hoping you had.

So that, you know,
one of us was...

We're going to
complete the job today.

But we don't have
a working landline.

We'll have to improvise.

You up for that, DS Molina?

Yeah, DI Honey.

It's just through here.

Life before the internet.

They were dark times.

These are all the
ring engravings.

There's no more orders
for engravings, no?

No, tat was all of them. Why?

None of the Jameses here
are married to a Matilda,

and none of the Matildas
are married to a James.

So your company...
My father's company.

Your father's company
made the ring for this couple,

but neither the husband nor
the wife ordered it themselves.

Then probably someone
else ordered the ring for them.

So then it could be
any one of these names.

Mind if I take these?

Oliver? Oh, Oliver?

Today's the day.

Get the car door.

Where are we going?

No, I won't leave
my family behind.

Have you honestly not realised
you don't have a say in the matter?

Move!

Lucia!

Mum, don't!

They'll hear you!

They're outside!

Are you sure?

I heard them leave!

They've taken your father!

Your father's going
to get us out of this!

Mum, he can't!

He'll find a way!

I know it!

Today is the day
we're going to escape!

Hello?

You shouldn't be out here.

Did you get the information
about my brother?

I did.

Tell me what you know.

The dog?

I've got a list of names, but
it'll take weeks to call them all.

I will do it.

But you need to tell me what
you know about my brother.

No.

I told you that I would...

Your promise
means nothing to me.

I am not a liar.

We had a deal!

I want this to end.

I need this to end.

Come back when the job is done.

Now leave.

Stop.

OK, go on.

You won't get a signal
anywhere up here. Shut up.

Who are you trying to call?
Tell me who. Shut the fuck up...

I think I hit something.

I'm confident you hit something.

You can't have your eyes up
front and in back at the same time!

You've hit a stone.
They line the drive.

If you'd been using your
mirror, you'd have seen them.

Well, look at that!
I've got signal!

You're not always
right, you know.

It's gone now.

Mum? Have you got
any whites to wash?

What?

I'm starting the machine!

Are you doing laundry?

Yes! Now? Yes.

Have you got any whites?

Let me look.

Hi, mate.

Who were you
seeing out on the river?

What?

When I came to talk to you,
you were out on the river.

Said you were
checking something out.

What was it?

Um, we call them
the 'river people'.

I guess you could say
they're a commune.

They've got a camp
out there, by the water.

It's disgusting.

And what were you investigating?

Just a lot of noise
complaints from around there.

I've got my whites!

Sorry, mate. I thought
you were at work.

No, it's fine. It's...

You didn't start the
machine yet, did you?

Just put it there,
I'll take 'em.

I didn't mean to bother
you on your day off.

You're being a bit chopsy.

I can call you back.

No, it's no problem,
mate. I don't mind.

Well, I think your girlfriend
might feel differently.

She'll get over it.

So when did these people
first move out on the river?

Not sure exactly when.

But they've been sort of
expanding for a couple of years now.

Why?

Bones's raves were
always in different locations.

And then one day,
they just stopped,

which never made sense to me.

But what if they
didn't just stop?

What if he just set up camp?

OK, one bar. Slow down.

Yeah, there, stop.

All right, old man.

Time to call your bank.

That's what this is all
about? Money? Dial! Now!

Mum?

If you have the chance
to get out of here...

..I want you to leave me behind.

Darling, what are
you talking about?

I mean, if it's
between me and you

or me and Dad,

just leave me.

I know I'm not what you want.

I never have been.

No, darling!

No, no, we love you!

I'm a fuck-up!

I'm nothing like Kiernan.

No, darling, you're
our daughter!

We love you!

I embarrass you.

I embarrass you, Mum.

I see it on your face.

I'd be delighted to help
you, Mr Anchor-Ferrers.

Thank you, Arthur.

But as it is a such a
substantial transaction,

we take security very seriously,

so I'm afraid I need to formally
verify that it is, indeed, you,

even though, of course, I recognise
your voice, Mr Anchor-Ferrers.

I understand. Arthur,
please proceed.

Now, these are security
questions you've already chosen.

To begin with, what was the
name of your childhood pet?

Juniper.

Thank you.

And your favourite novel?

Ivanhoe. Sir Walter Scott.

That's great, and finally,
your favourite piece of music?

Trois mouvements de
Petrouchka. Stravinsky.

Thank you.

So now you've verified I
am who I say I am? Yes?

Yes, sir.

And now, in regards
to your transaction...

My family and I
are being held...

Stupid fucking man!

What are you doing here?

You weren't
answering your mobile.

That's because you and I
are not two-chats-a-day people.

Who put you two idiots together?

Matthews.

Can I please get
the product key?

That figures. Product
key is 14141-30187-76769.

That wasn't memorised
when we started this call,

in case you're wondering how
long this has been going on.

Can you hold?
Yeah. Thrilled to hold.

What do you want?

What do you know
about the river people?

Prody says they're
on your radar.

Is he too afraid
to ask me himself?

Some woman, somewhere,
has had sex with him.

What does she tell
herself, do you think?

The river people are tied
to weapon sales in Cardiff.

But the ties are weak
and it's just hand guns.

You can't go barging
in there just yet.

What, so you don't there could
be more than just hand guns?

Well, it might be.
We don't know.

Police make priorities, Jack.

You know how this works.

It's not enough intel
yet to warrant action.

Well, do you have a suspect?

I do.

Right, and what's his...?

Yeah, when you say that
you are fixing the problem,

can you be more specific?

Well, erm...

Do you hear how vague
your answers are right now?

And how your voice
keeps shifting upwards?

Quick question, is your hand
covering your mouth right now? Yes.

Yep, thought so.

That's because you're lying.

I am a police detective.

And now I need you to hold.

Is this about the Donkey Pitch?

It is one thing to read
a few old case files.

It is another thing entirely to
start opening doors that the

Newport County Police have
specifically chosen to leave shut.

You are not Newport
County Police.

Besides, there is no connection
between the Donkey Pitch

and the river people.

Then send me on
a pointless errand.

Suspect is Elis
Hennion. Thank you.

Jack?

This is my home.

They're back! They've
brought Dad back!

Lucia, be quiet!

Dad!

Dad!

He's tied back up.

So, here's where we are.

If the man from the bank
understood what Captain Silver Spoon

was saying, then the police
are already on their way.

If he didn't understand...
Then we're all right!

Far from all right.

Far, because the call to
the bank was still botched,

which means there's
been no transfer of funds.

Oh, that's bad.

Very bad.

That was sort of the main
thing we were supposed to do.

And since we've failed,
I'm pretty sure the boss,

who is a lunatic,
is going to kill us.

He has demonstrated
somewhat dotty judgment.

We need to leave. Now.

I swear...

No, no, no.

Oh, shit!

There's nothing
in there. I told you.

You don't want to do this.

You're not the bad one.

I can tell.

It's not too late
to stop this thing.

Here, here, here,
come here, come here!

Elis Hennion is a
25-year-old Cardiff native and,

by the looks
of it, a little shit.

Drink-driving,

pub brawls,

a restraining order.

He's living at that
camp, so he's a way in.

Who took out the
restraining order?

Barbara Bell.

Mrs Bell, why did the river
people send Elis to you?

We're trying to get
our daughter back.

She's with them.

With who?

Bones.

Could I ask you to watch
something for me, please?

That's our Jessica.

And the man in the
hazmat suit, that's Bones.

Do you happen to
know Bones's real name?

No, sorry, we've
never actually met him.

And how did your
daughter meet Bones?

He used to throw raves.

You know, when he came into her
life, everything about her changed.

The way she acted,
the way she dressed.

She started not coming
home, sometimes for days.

We'd report her missing,
but the police kept telling us

that she wasn't really
missing, she was...

Absent.

Exactly.

It means she's not where
she's supposed to be

but technically you
know where she is.

It's low priority for
a missing person.

I'm sorry.

Then she turned 18 and
there was nothing we could do.

She's an adult.

She lives with him.

But now they're in that
disgusting compound by the Wye.

I've been onto
their territory myself.

Tried to get her back.

But she turned me away.

So we've persuaded family
members, hired counsellors,

even a crisis negotiator to try
to talk her into coming home.

But the moment any one of them
step onto those river people's territory,

they... they retaliate.

By sending Elis?

Exactly.

What exactly does Elis do?

Well, he starts
by following you.

But, trust me, it
escalates from there.

These people like scaring you.

So what else can you tell
me about these river people?

It's a more formal organisation
that you might be imagining.

It's a cult.

Our daughter's in a cult.

No sense in not saying it.

They all worship him.

She worships him.

You know, she'd
do anything for him.

I...

I suspect they've been violent.

Together.

What are you doing?
I told you to pack.

I was just thinking.

You pick now for that?

What about the family?
What about them?

If the bank doesn't
call the police,

but we leave, and
they're still tied up...

They'll be fine.

They'll...

They'll die.

I know that you are
weapons-grade witless,

but right now we can't
have any fuck-ups.

Do you understand?

Go upstairs.

Gag the family.

And when you come
back down, follow my lead.

Sophie and Hugo
were on Adderall.

They bought it at raves which
were horror-movie themed.

Fake blood, stuff like that.

And the man behind
it was called Bones.

The kids never mentioned
anyone named Bones.

Yeah, of course not.
They were teenagers.

And they had their parents
sitting right next to them.

Parents didn't mention him either.
Surely one of them knew about it.

So why keep it a
secret? It wasn't a secret.

But the parents had no reason
to think that Bones or the raves

had anything to do with the
murders, so why mention it? Yeah.

All right.

So why do I care about
this Bones person?

Because he was harassing
Sophie and Hugo in the weeks

leading up to the
Donkey Pitch murders.

And not just little stuff,
he was in their homes.

And you can prove this? Well...

Jesus, Jack, is
this just a theory?

Look, hear me out, right?
Bones is performative.

It's all about theatre
with this guy, spectacle,

just like the
Donkey Pitch scene.

This is thin, man.

And he's got a
thing for intestines.

Look, Bones is living on
the River Wye, in that camp.

And I want to go and
question him. Absolutely not.

There's a whole group of
people down there, his followers.

And he has a girlfriend who
could be the second killer.

Yeah, or the killer could be Minnet Kable, who's
already in prison cos he confessed to the crime,

and you could be officially
out of your fucking mind.

Every operational decision the
police make is based on risk, right?

And the people down on
that river do not pose a risk.

If you go down there
and kick down their doors,

they're gonna leave the
river, scatter into the city,

and be a fucking
headache for all of us.

All I want to do is...

Your investigation into this
matter is discreditable conduct,

which undermines public
confidence in the police.

And I'm giving you an order as a
senior officer to immediately cease

this investigation.

Get in your car, Jack.

Drive back to London.

I could have gone with you.

No, there's no point in Matthews
being pissed off at both of us.

I can't believe
he doesn't see it.

I mean, what makes more sense?

Minnet Kable,

who has no connection to the
kids, and no history of violence,

or there's someone like Bones,
who has a connection to Sophie

and Hugo and specifically
has a thing for, gore and...

Look, I've got to go
and do something.

I'll drive you home, yeah?

You're going to the river camp.

No, no, I'm not. You are.

And I'm coming with.

Prody, you are a
good detective, mate.

And I can't risk
your career over this.

So the answer's no.

These people are dangerous.

I'll drive you home.

What kind of friend would I
be if I let you go on your own?

Well, someone's got to check
it out. Why should that be you?

Why the fuck shouldn't it be me?

I'll drive you home.

Oh! Hello.

Hello, we're...

Hello!

Hello. We're... Police.

Newport County Police, yes.

We're sorry to bother you.

Oh, gosh. No bother
at all! Do come in!

It's awful outside.

Ah, there you are,
we've got company!

Such a nice surprise.

It does get lonely out here.

Now, time for introductions.

I'm Kiernan Anchor-Ferrers.

This is my boyfriend... Fiance.

..Bardo. Pleased
to meet you both.

I'm...

Would you like to sit?

Drinks? I mean,
not drinks-drinks.

You're working.

Thoroughly inappropriate.

Tea?

Give Bardo a bit of
honey and some turmeric,

you won't believe
what he can do.

We're both fine, thank you.

We're just here to
ask a few questions.

Ah!

Oh!

I'm so sorry my father
isn't here to speak with you.

He isn't home?

No.

He's taken to wandering.

Wandering?

Long stretches.

Days.

Days? Days.

I mean, at first it had a charming,
sort of Forest Gumpy feel to it.

But now we're thinking it might
be something more serious.

Anyhoo, I've no
idea where he is.

But he's gone for sure,
and he took his mobile.

Likes to ring people
on his wanders,

say all sorts of things.

Interesting.

And true.

Well, we're here to speak to you
about a somewhat sensitive matter.

How well do you know local
resident Beca Van Der Bolt?

She's gone missing.

Our understanding is that
she's a housekeeper here.

She is, yes.

That's the reason why I'm
so taken aback right now.

She's our housekeeper
here at the house.

When was the last
time you saw Beca?

Oh, goodness me.

A while back.

A few weeks, I'd have to check.

And she wasn't due to visit this
residence in the last few days?

No.

A family member
reported her missing,

and there are signs of a
struggle at her residence.

When you say struggle...

We aren't at liberty
to discuss details.

No, of course not.

Inappropriate again!

But we're going door to door,

asking if anyone's seen
anything out of the ordinary.

So, have you?

No, no.

Well...

What's really considered
out of the ordinary?

You haven't seen
anything, darling.

I'm just asking. You
would have told me.

Anything you've seen that
made you feel suspicious.

What about feelings that
make you feel suspicious?

The feeling of suspicion?

That's it.

What gave you the
feeling of suspicion?

Well, I don't want to use
the word clairvoyant...

Don't.

..but I've had that feeling
that's made me feel suspicious.

Any particular reason?

No.

Just thought you should know.

We'd like to leave
you our cards,

in case you think of anything
else you think we should know.

Never actually
introduced ourselves.

I'm DI Honey.

Ah... Sorry?

I'm DI Honey. And this is
my colleague, DS Molina.

Right, then.

Hello, Elis.

Listen, I want you to
go back to the river,

and I want you to tell your
little friends you scared me off.

I want you to tell them there's
no way I'm headed down there.

OK?

You don't want to
mess with Bones.

Actually, I really, really do.

Hey, who are you?
What are you doing?

Who do you know? Put that down.

Give me the fucking mobile.

Give me the fucking mobile.

No-one gets in with a mobile.

And no-one gets in
without knowing someone.

So, who do you know?

Me.

He knows me.

Come.

Happy Man by Red Telephone

They just don't know you.

Are you wondering
why I let you in?

Elis told me who you are.

You'll report back
to my parents?

Tell them what you've seen?

I want you to watch me tonight.

I want you to tell my
parents I'm happy.

And loved.

Cos I want them to let me go.

If you don't...

..I'll be unhappy.

And everyone here
hates it when I'm unhappy.

Do you want to see
how much they love me?

No! No! You're hurting me!

Stop!

Get down! Stay down!

Let him go.

So, do you understand
what I want you to do?

I've got to go.

Can't be late.

For what?

My wedding.

Feed the croc! Feed
the croc! Feed the croc!

Feed the croc! Feed
the croc! Feed the croc!

Feed the croc! Feed the croc!

No, no, no.

She's gonna fall.

She's gonna fall!

You all right?

Do you want me to be all right?

Not particularly.

Wrestling fake crocs
is not a good look.

Prody broke his ankle.

I'll be hearing those stories
for a while, so thanks for that.

Prody was here?

Pulled you out of the water.

Bones's real name
is Jacob Adley.

And on the weekend of
the Donkey Pitch murders,

he was in police
custody in Bristol. No, it...

No.

Yes, Jack.

There's police records,
there's police interviews,

his solicitor was there.

He was in Bristol.

And Jessica Bell was
the one that picked him up.

They're not the
Donkey Pitch killers.

Where should I drop you off?

Hey.

Are you sure you don't
see them out there?

I'm telling you, they drove off.

Haven't come back.

I don't think they
were real coppers.

Their names... They...

I think the boss sent them.

And that makes me wonder,
just how big is this thing?

How many people are...

Once we're far enough away,
we'll call the police, yeah?

The REAL police.

An anonymous tip, so
the family doesn't die.

But right now, we leave.

What?

My bag's downstairs.

So?

Well, I'm kind of scared now
to go down there on my own.

Where did you leave it?

In the scullery.

What? Why?

Never mind...!

Ugh!

Ugh! Jesus Christ!

Urgh...

Agh!

Have you worked
out who I am yet?