All language subtitles for Route66 - S02E14 (To Walk with the Serpent)

- Fantastic feeling up there.

- Yes, like sitting
inside history.

- Did you sign the
guest register?

- Yes, thank you.

- Come again.

- Cut that out.

Cut it out.

- I'm entitled to leave my mark.

It's 296 steps up
and 296 steps down.

- Don't you got any respect?

- Respect for what?

What are you, some
kind of squares?

- Men died here.

There's nothing
square about that.

- Beat it.

- Ah, come on, guys.

- Well, I didn't think
people cared anymore.

Your first trip to Boston?

- Yes, we're just
passing through.

Are you a visitor, too?

No, I live in Boston.

I often come here.

- You must be even
more upset by the...

- Vandalism?

That's one of the
reasons I come.

Whenever I find myself
in moments of weakness,

giving into feelings of faith
in mankind, I come here.

I see the desecration
of this shrine.

Then I remember again
what people really are.

Permit me to introduce myself.

I'm John Westerbrook.

- Tod Stiles.

- Forgive the idiosyncrasy.

I never shake hands.

What are you names?

- Stiles.

- I'm Murdock.

- Murdock, Stiles.

Good names, good American names.

- Buz Murdock and Tod Stiles.

- You're sure?

- Yes.

- Thank you.

- You're planning
more site seeing then?

- Oh yeah, this
is our first stop.

We're going to Lexington
and Concord and uh-

- Don't forget Old Ironside.

- That's right.

- Then you must allow
me to be your guide.

- Aww.

- Oh no, I insist.

I know the landmarks quite well.

It would be my pleasure.

- Thank you.

That's very kind of you.

- Not at all.

You haven't met my associates.

Miss Van Ness, Mister
Davis, Mister Williams.

- Hi.

- You have your car here?

- Yes, it's right
down that street.

- Good, then you can follow me.

I'll pick you up at the corner.

- Say, uh...

- I beg your pardon.

- Well, I was only going to say

that your name seemed
familiar to me.

- In what connection?

- When I was in college, the
American History text was-

- Henry Westerbrook, my father.

I had him for a living text.

You'll follow us then?

- Thank you.

- Boy this is some guided
tour you got us into.

- At least it ought
to be interesting.

I wonder what
happened to his hand.

- I'm not worried about that.

Why does Westerbrook
need a bodyguard?

That's what I want to know.

- Is that what Davis is?

- Come on, don't put me on.

A shoulder holster
in broad daylight?

What gives what this guy?

- I don't know, let's find out.

- Yeah.

Get a load of that.

That's Westerbrook's car?

- As I said, this ought
to be interesting.

- Stiles, S-T-I-L-E-S.

And M-U-R-D-O-C-K, Murdock.

Apparently, they're
from New York.

They're driving a
gray sports car.

New York license 2D7876.

They're both in
their early twenties.

Now Monitor wants to
know who they are,

bloodlines and origins
as quickly as possible.

- [Voiceover] I don't
have a lot to go on.

- Tell him I know that.

- Yeah, listen, Monitor's aware.

- [Voiceover] I just
want you to understand

that this is going to
take a little time.

- Yes, we understand.

- I'd like to find
out they were friends.

- It would be nice if the world
were like that but it isn't.

- You can't have me all
to yourself, Amelia.

The inner circle will grow,
there will be other friends.

- Those of us who love you
have a stake in your welfare.

- Welfare?

Would you have let me do this?

We have a habit of
throwing away our past.

Every other country in the world

preserves the marks
of its greatness

through the centuries.

We throw away our past
before it's hardly born.

Everything must immediately
be replaced by something new.

Not necessarily
better, merely newer.

But I think how this
great ship was discarded

to be save by a
single a single palm

in the pennies of
school children.

I could kill.

However, there's a
great deal more to see.

- Mr. Vorhees, Henry Williams.

I've checked Monitor on your
query about the mailing list.

He thinks 12,000
for the Dallas area

would be a good beginning.

And naturally, he doesn't want
you hampered by money worries

so we're sending out a check
this afternoon for $2,500.

Awake America.

(motorcycle engines revving)

- Lexington. This is
where it all began.

The first shot in the American
Revolution was fired here.

April 19, 1775.

The Bostom Massacre and the
Tea Party had already happened.

The minutemen were
already hiding muskets,

bullets, canon
here in Lexington.

And the British were under
orders to confiscate them.

So they enemy began their match

on the night of April 18, 1775.

The minutemen had
already gathered there

in that tavern to
await the word.

And it came.

It came.

At 10:30 that night,
two lanterns were
hung in the steeple

of the Old North
Church in Boston.

That was the signal.

And down that road came
a man on horseback.

Our first, and perhaps our
greatest, hero: Paul Revere.

He risked his life
to sound the warning.

"British are coming!" he said.

And the people listened.

You see this spot?

Right there they waited.

A hundred odd brave
men, knowing they'd be

outnumbered four to one.

And their commanding officers
sounded the battlecry.

"Stand your ground," he said.

"Don't fire unless fired upon.

But if they mean to have a war,

let it begin here."

Those were men.

Sometimes I find
communication painful.

Will you forgive me
if I move on alone?

- Goodbye.

- I like you both.

If you wish to see me
again, please do so.

If you need help, money, advice,

power of any sort, call on me.

- Let me ask you something.

I know what money
and advice are,

but what's "power of any sort"?

- Here's the lesson
for us, here and now.

Look at what's happened
to the memory of a hero.

It's surrounded by these
misfits of foreign lands.

The undesirable, the rebel.

Better to have this landmark

wiped off the face of the earth.

I see the rodent,
wittled down, eaten away

by these parasites
of our heritage.

Mark those faces,
because you have to

point out the enemy for those

who are going to
fight on our side.

The history and purity of
America must be restored.

Awake America.

- Awake America!

- Awake America!

- Awake America!

- I mean, like, what would he
have against shaking hands?

Is he afraid of germs?

You think that's
what's bugging him?

- Don't turn around.

Just check it in
the rearview mirror.

I think somebody's following us.

- Swing around the corner.

Let's complicate his
life a little bit, huh?

- Hang on.

- I have a gun, but I'm
not reaching for it.

As you can see, I work
for the government.

For reasons we'll
explain, we didn't

want to lose track of you.

- So, here we are.

- Question is, what
do I do with you

for the next hour and a half?

I was supposed to
contact you at 3:30.

I was also supposed
to do it quietly.

- Alright, what's
this all about?

- I'll be right back.

- Curiouser and
curiouser, don't it?

- Well, we said it
would be interesting

and interesting it's been.

- If we had any sense,
we'd open that door,

walk through it and
close it behind us.

- Not me, buddy.

I wanted to find
out why he couldn't

contact us 'til exactly 3:30.

- Well, in the first
place, I figured

it would take me
at least that long

to make a background on you.

In the second place, I
had to bring somebody

I want you to meet.

And he had to come all
the way from Princeton.

I'm Special Agent Ben Newcombe,

and unlike Mr. Westerbrook,
we shake hands around here.

Come on in.

We'll try to ease
your curiosity.

This way, gentlemen.

Now, that's Perry Hall.

Perry, I believe you know
Mr. Stiles and Mr. Murdock.

Perry's face is a little red.

He's supposed to be an expert
in surveillance by auto.

And this, gentlemen, is the one

I was telling you
about from Princeton.

Sit down, please.

Make yourselves comfortable.

You're going to be
here for some time.

In case it wasn't
mentioned to you before,

you're both here voluntarily.

If you should decide to leave,

we won't even try to stop you.

But if you do what we ask you,

I'm not going to say that it
might be dangerous, it will be.

Pal, make it dark for me.

Free movie.

Now, this is some film
we took ourselves.

And that's a public meeting hall

which John Westerbrook hired for

one of his meetings
five days ago.

That's Mr. Westerbrook's car.

- I guess that's before
he hurt his hand.

- Oh you'll see him hurt
his hand in this movie.

Now, the people around
Mr. Westerbrook,

they're the inner circle.

They're the cadre.

The Patriot Sons of
Hamilton was organized by

and belongs to
Westerbrook himself.

Alright, turn the
sound down, will you?

Now, the people you
see in the auditorium,

they're just there out
of curiosity or boredom.

They just have
nothing else to do.

Or some neighbor told
them about the society.

Most of them will never turn up

at a Westerbrook meeting again.

Most of the regulars,
the hardcore members

of the Patriot Sons of Hamilton,
are professional haters.

They belong to several
other organizations, too.

That fella you're
looking at right now,

he belongs to 23 different
hate organizations.

Jack Davis, Westerbrook's
personal bodyguard.

He was court-martialed
by the Army in 1950

for unnecessary cruelty
to a prisoner of war.

He's an expert on explosives.

Emery Williams, a columnist.

PhD, Phi Beta Kappa.

He's Westerbrook's
personal theoretician.

He tried to get a post in the
State Department some time ago

and he was turned down
cold as a security risk.

He's been at mental
hospitals three times.

Amelia Van Ness.

Wealthy, probably
supports Westerbrook

with most of the money,

although he has some
money of his own

that he inherited
from his mother.

As near as we can make out,

she's not interested
in Westerbrook's ideas,

she's just interested
in Westerbrook.

She and Williams
hate each other.

Now, Miss Van Ness
also hates Jack Davis.

That is mutual.

Three of those fellas there,

they have records of
assault and other felonies.

(clapping)

John Westerbrook.

If you've talked with
him for 10 minutes,

he's told you that
he's the son of the

famous historian,
Henry Westerbrook.

He has money, personal
charm, and a very fine mind.

Fine mind.

He's got five separate
degrees: two PhD's,

one in philosophy,
one in mathematics.

He's got an IQ of 158.

Will you turn up
the sound, Perry?

- Just as this, this flaming
torch is a symbol of the

liberty of which we
have been deprived.

And who was it that took
away that liberty from us?

May I tell you?

We are to blame, we ourselves.

We brought them here,
we invited them here.

We opened up our arms.

Yes, we did.

Read what it says on
the Statue of Liberty.

"Give us your poor,
your huddled masses,"

we said to them, to
this human garbage,

to this refuse from every
other country on Earth.

We said unto them, "Come!"

And they came.

This mongrel scum washed
over the shores of America

like a tidal wave of garbage.

(clapping and cheering)

Now, it's all very
well to decry,

"Love thy neighbor."

But I say, which neighbor?

(laughter)

There is a time to
love and time to hate.

But now love is a weakness.

Now is the time to hate.

Wake up, America, and learn
to hate before it's too late.

Awake, America!

- Awake America!

Awake America!

Awake America!

Awake America!

Awake America!

Awake America!

- You think that's frightening?

I want you to watch
what comes next.

Turn it up, Perry.

Now this is the question
and answer period.

- Monitor, do we hae
plans to establish

concentration camps
in this country?

- It's a happy
thought, I'm sure,

but I'm afraid that's
a little premature.

Um, yes? In the back.

- This isn't a
question, exactly.

It's more like a suggestion.

My friends and I have formed
a royalist club on campus

because we believe
the time has come

for a monarchy in America.

Now, you would be
the king, of course,

and your title could be
King John, the first.

- Thank you for the
collegiate humor.

Any other questions?

- No, wait a minute!

We're willing to give up our

liberty to put
you on the throne.

The least you can do is listen.

Now, the big problem is to find

a woman pure enough
to be the queen,

so how about a nationwide
beauty contest?

(laughter)

- Get them out of here.

(yelling and jeering)

- Ahh!!!

- In answer to
that last question,

the least I can do is give
my right hand for my country.

Will you do as much?

- YES!

- Will you follow me?

- YES!

- Without question?

- YES!

- Do you swear it?

- YES!

- AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

- That's it, Perry.

We had a man inside
Westerbrook's organization.

Three months ago, he
brought us the information

that Westerbrook had acquired
a store of plastic explosives.

Enough to blow up two
or three city blocks.

He didn't find out where or when

Westerbrook was
planning to use it.

Our man was killed
in an auto accident

just after he brought
us this information.

He might have been murdered.

We don't know.

- Wow.

- Now, we have to
replace this man,

and until this morning,
we just didn't know how.

- Well, our meeting
Westerbrook was an accident.

- Well, that's one of the good
things about it, Mr. Stiles.

It was an accident.

And no matter how Mr.
Westerbrook checks you,

and believe me, he will,

there's nothing that
he or any of his

private detective
agencies can find out

that will connect you with us.

Perry, let me see that
itinerary, will you?

Now, Mr. Westerbrook
is planning a speaking

tomorrow in this area.

Now, that's the schedule.

I want you to get
in touch with him.

Tell him that you want to
become part of his organization.

He likes you, he'll accept you.

- Now, wait a minute.

- Look, we've had five men
looking for those explosives.

One man is dead, and the
other four got no place.

- We wouldn't know what
to do or where to start.

- Just being near Mr.
Westerbrook is important.

Listening, observing.

Any sign, any word
that will give

us the lead to where or when.

And you don't even
have to contact us.

We'll keep the contact.

- Look, we don't want to
look like a couple of heels.

I mean, we're
patriotic and all that.

It's just that, well, we don't

know anything about this
stuff; we're not qualified.

Okay, so he has some
dynamite or something.

- Plastic explosives.

They're not quite the same.

- When Westerbrook was
born, his mother died.

The father, as you
know, is a busy man.

He handed the child
over to a nurse.

When the boy was
eight, the father

was told that he was disturbed.

Nineteen, the boy was
expelled from a college

because of a fight
when he tried to kill

a fellow student with a knife.

On advice from the psychiatrist,

the father tried to
have his son committed.

To do that, he had to take him
before a jury of his peers.

The jury considered and
rejected the father's testimony.

John Westerbrook was sent
free to walk in the world.

Even at that time,
the psychiatrist
was able to predict,

that out of Westerbrook's
self-hatred and self-contempt,

he would attempt
to mutilate himself

and he would attempt some crime

that would make society so angry

that never again would
be allowed to walk
free in the world.

You saw him thrust that
hand in that flame.

Now, we're asking
you, not for his sake,

for the sake of the
other people he may hurt,

to help prevent him from
taking that next step.

You know, you must
know, that not even

the thought of
mass-murder will stop him.

- Are you his
psychiatrist or...?

- This is Henry Westerbrook.

- That's right,
I'm John's father.

- You'll start the first
thing in the morning.

You'll go to him
and tell him that

you spent the whole evening
thinking about what he said,

wrestling with your conscience.

You think he's right.

- Then how does Monitor see
the future of our country?

- Future?

There will be a commander.

Look, a real commander, not a
president elected by the mob.

The people, what do they know?

This man will be chosen.

- Is that the role that
Monitor sees for himself?

- Stiles, you've been attending

these meetings
night after night.

Haven't you been listening?

Now, Monitor's destiny
is to make it happen.

- How?

- An incident.

Blood will be spilled,
and then more blood.

Then they will listen.

That's his role,
to make it happen.

Then Americans will awake.

Because of him, after him
there will be a commander.

- What kind of an incident?

- Don't you try to
get close to me.

Don't interfere
with me, mongrel.

We don't trust you.

- Mongrel?

- Yes, we checked
on you, you know?

What are you? An orphan.

What are your bloodlines?

Who knows?

Is that your name? Murdock?

On the contrary, it's somebody's
name chosen at random,

handed to you.

- Wait a minute, Williams.

- But not on that
account your name.

Who are you?

What are you?

A mongrel.

- Stop it!

Stop it, I say!

What's going on here?

- The report.

I told this mongrel.

- You told him, Emery?

I make the decisions here.

- I know you can't
stand to be touched

but I'd like to put my
fingers to your forehead

and draw your pain into me.

- To be touched is to be undone.

What is the memory that
holds me to my purpose

except my hate fed by my pain?

Whoever takes my pain
does me no kindness.

Whoever teaches me love,
destroys my purpose.

- I understand.

- I'd be surprised if you did.

You've no concept
of distraction.

You've no concept of the fury

which calls the
attention of the world.

Do you know what I
really intend to do?

Do you understand how terrible
an act I must perform?

Not Oedipus, who
killed his own father,

or that other Greek,
who slew his mother,

was as terrible as I will be.

Do you understand that?

How could you understand?

You relate to me through the
female principle of love.

I relate to a greater
love, love of country.

A love that has brought me
guilt and pain and hate.

Give me an ampul, please.

- Monitor.

Monitor, we've got the permits.

He fought them like a tiger.

He took their arguments
against your speaking

and he shredded
them, one by one.

He tore them to pieces!

- I told them that this
is a country ruled by law

and not by men.

I told them that we would
fight them in the courts

and expose them in
the public press.

- They gave up.

We got them.

A permit for a public meeting
in the Paul Revere Mall.

- Come on, Stiles.

- There's no stopping us now.

There's a time and a tide and
that tide taken at the crest

we move on never to
be stopped again.

I stood there on that platform,

listening to the puny
mockery of those boys,

and I felt the audience silently
slipping out of my grasp.

And I knew that all
was lost unless...

Unless something fantastic!

And then it came into my mind
to put my hand into the fire.

But which hand? Which hand?

I stood there looking
at my two hands.

My left hand precious, but
not as precious as my right.

And I knew as I stood there,

that if I put my left
hand into the flame,

it would give me
50,000 followers.

But if I gave my right hand...

Destiny!

- AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

AWAKE AMERICA!

- Breaks me up to
see a girl cry.

- Leave me alone.

- Crying's not going
to help, Amelia.

You'll end up just standing by
watching him destroy himself.

- No, he promised.

No matter what happens tomorrow,

the heart of his plan
demands that he stay alive.

- And what happens tomorrow?

- He promised.

He promised.

- You know, I've been
watching you for awhile.

And tell me the truth now?

Do you really believ
what he stands for?

- I believe in John.

- And what if he says the
sun revolves around the moon.

- Well then, for me, the sun
would revolve around the moon.

- Get on your feet.

Take your hands off her.

Mongrel is as mongrel does.

- He didn't do anything.

- Alright, take him outside.

We don't want to
attract attention.

- The moment you had
your back turned,

he had his hands on her.

- Stiles.

Old friendships die.

New ones are born.

Are you with me or with him?

You can't have it both ways.

(grunting)

- Hey, get me the goop, will ya?

- You're ready?

- Ready.

- Nothing.

So far, not a sign.

- Well, it's plastic.

It occupies space,
it's not invisible.

It's got to be around
here someplace.

Brian, you're the
demolition expert.

Where do we begin?

- With plastic?

Could be anyplace.

- Look, the first
thing we gotta do

is get all these people
out of this mall and fast.

- No, no, no, easy Perry.

If we rush in and push
the panic button now,

Westerbrook won't wait.

He'll just let fly before
we can get anyone to safety.

- Okay, what do we do?

- I don't know.

- Buz, now think.

Give it to me once more.

- Well, it's gonna happen today.

Westerbrook comes out
alive and that's it.

- That's it.

Brian, how would they set
the stuff off in this area?

- Lots of ways.

An electric charge, set it
off manually or push a button.

Or a timing device.

Or even a bullet fired
directly into the plastic.

Lots of ways.

- So we don't even know what

kind of device
we're looking for.

But if the stuff is here,
we're gonna find it.

Now, right now we're gonna comb

this entire area with
a fine-toothed comb.

Alright, now get going.

How do you feel?

- Great, great.

- Yeah, that figures.

Buz, as of this minute, you know

these people better
than any of us.

Now, it could be that our only

hope is to upset
their plan somehow,

to get them to tip where
the stuff is hidden.

Have you got any ideas?

- Yeah, I got one if you
want to take a flier.

- I'll take any help I can get.

- Father, what are
you doing here?

- Your ad in the paper did say

"All real Americans
please attend."

Don't I qualify, John?

- Of course, but
since you're here

please sit up on the
platform with me.

- That's quite out of the
question and you know it.

- Please, Father, you must.

The platform is safer!

I mean, with this crowd.

Please do me the honor
and sit at my side.

- No.

- Please, Father.

- Did you know this is it?

It's set for today for sure.

- How'd you find out?

- Amelia.

Do you know anything?

- Nothing, except they're all
set to go off like time bombs.

I better get back.

- Look, keep a good
eye on me, huh?

When I do something,
go with it, alright?

- Monitor, it's time.

- Please, Father.

- No.

- My fellow Americans, on
this day 185 years ago,

my namesake, the first
John Westerbrook,

fell at the Battle
of Bunker Hill.

It is only fitting
that on this day

I surrender my liberty,
my freedom, and
ultimately, my life.

For all, my country,
the awesome event,

that will take place here
today, will never be forgotten.

There are those who will
call this event a crime.

If it is, I intend, I
demand to pay the price.

I will be arrested and
tried in open court.

That is my intention.

Then, then I will be heard!

Though I may die a
criminal's death,

history will be vindicate me.

- You're a liar!

History will put you
with Benedict Arnold,

'cause you're a traitor!

- In the eyes of history,
I'll be a patriot.

- You're a coward!

- You're the liar!

- You're gutless!

Anybody with any
courage wouldn't let

other people die
while you stay alive!

- Monitor, throw the
lie back at his teeth!

- Yellow!

- Monitor, show the
world how a man can die!

- No!

- Somebody else once said,

"This American world
is not made for me."

So be it.

No!

In the words of the
men of Congress!

(yelling)

We now fire the second shot
heard around the world!

Fire!

You must do it now!

Fire!

- No!

No, Jack, please!

He must live!

- Do as I tell you now!

Fire, fire!

(gunshots)

- You dare.

There's a time and a tide.

For truth!

Taken at the crest!

There's a time and a
tide, one is destiny!

Destiny, destiny!

We move on, never
to be stopped again.

Which hand!

Which hand!

If I gave my left
hand to the flame.

Me, 50,000 followers!

Which hand!

Which hand!

- So that's what a hate-monger
looks like on the inside.

- If I gave my left
hand to the flame.

Me! 50,000 followers!

If I gave my right? Destiny.

Destiny.

(triumphant music)