All language subtitles for Poltergeist.The.Legacy.S03E09.The.Light.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-GPRS_track3_[eng]

[thunder rumbling]

Are you resting, Angel?

I've brought you
some flowers from the garden.

I've prayed
for justice every day.

And now, on the anniversary
of your death,

the gods will finally help us.

This was my grandmother's.

And her grandmother's
before her.

Xiuteuchtli, God of Fire,

God of our ancestors

to whom we sacrificed
hearts and souls.

[roaring]

I ask that you deliver justice

to the enemies of my family.

[roaring]

[whooshing]

[phone ringing]

This is Michael Barnard.

I don't care if he did
turn the company around

and saved us hundreds of jobs,

I don't want Carlisle
on my team.

When the exchange opens,
buy 200,000 shares.

That'll give us control
of the board.

By noon,
Carlisle's on the street.

[door unlocking]

[whooshing]

[screaming]

[theme music playing]

[sizzling]

I hate funerals.

Yeah, they're not exactly
high on my hit parade either.

Even when they are
the hottest ticket
in the country.

You make it sound like
we're going
to a Broadway opening.

No disrespect intended.

No, none taken. I just...

I know that when
the Barnard's sneeze,
it's front page news,

and when one of them dies,
it's the whole front section
of the paper.

-They look good.
Can I have one?
-Sure.

Well, you and Michael Barnard
pretty tight
when you were kids?

Not really, no. I mean,
I'd see him
'round the house but...

[laughing]

Ah, Michael...

You know, he could be
really charming
when he wanted to be,

but there's the time
he could have
a pretty rotten temper,

so mostly I just stayed
out of his way.

The cutleries
are on the table there.

Must've been pretty weird
hanging out with the Barnard's

when you were a teenager.

I don't know. Yes,
sometimes it could be crazy,

but lots of times it was
just like hanging out
at home, you know, normal.

I'd say that that depends
on your definition of "normal."

Well, yeah, you're right,
it's whatever you get used to,
isn't it?

-Yeah.
-Lynn and I have been friends

since we were little girls,

so I never thought
of her family as different.

The next thing you're
gonna tell me is that

her mother
was baking you cookies

in her spare time.

Between running an empire
and raising a family,

I don't think she had
any spare time.

Suzanne Barnard's
a tough woman,

but she's also
a very wonderful person.

You'll have the opportunity
to find that out yourself

this afternoon, if you'd like.

How's that?

There's a gathering
at the family compound
after the funeral.

I was hoping you'd come by.

I told Suzanne we'd look
into the cause
of Michael's death.

What are the police saying?

The official word
is that he died in a fire
in his office,

but Suzanne isn't so sure.

She doesn't think
it's that cut and dried.

This was great, but I gotta go.

[beeping]

Homework?

Yeah, if I'm going
to be spending time
with the royal family,

I thought I should
bone up on them.

Looks like when they started
the family business,

they didn't exactly
play by the rules.

Yeah, there are allegations
they used arson

to burn out the competition.

So, maybe Michael's death
was someone's idea
of poetic justice.

Yeah, but why him?

I thought the mother called
all the shots.

That is what I heard too.

An iron fist
and a velvet glove,

ruthless in business.

But committed to social causes.

Yeah.

I was just reading
about Rachel's pal, Melinda.

[beeping]

She committed suicide
in college, left behind
a baby son, Todd,

father was unknown,
the kid was raised
by a series of nannies.

But a year ago,
Todd drove his Ferrari
over a cliff,

and walked away
with minor scratches.

Unfortunately, his girlfriend
wasn't so lucky.

Oh, yeah, I remember.
The press dubbed it,
"Mr. Todd's Wild Ride."

Cute.

[clicks tongue]

Well, I don't know
if the Barnard's
are cursed or blessed.

Well, I wouldn't want
to trade places with them.

Especially now.

[police radio chatter]

Set up a meeting
with the corporate lawyers
in the morning

to revise the structure
of the family trust.

There's still so much to do.

Nothing that can't wait.

That'll be all for now.

[sighing]

I'll get you some tea.

Thanks.

I'm so glad
you're here, Rachel.

So am I.

Rachel.

I wanted to tell you
at the services how good
it was of you to come.

Oh, I wouldn't
have missed it.

Trevor, I'm so sorry.

We appreciate it.

Mother, I know the timing
for this is inappropriate,

but I just got off
the phone with Jenkins,

and he said that--

Tell him we're withdrawing
our offer. We're no longer
interested in the merger.

This is a very important deal.
It sets up--

I've made up
my mind on this, Trevor.

End of discussion.

Listen to us,

conducting business
on the day of my son's funeral.

Have we lost
all sense of propriety?

Old habits are hard to break.

That's great.

Thank you.

Nick, I'm glad
you could make it.

Suzanne Barnard, Nick Boyle.

I'm very sorry for you loss,
Mrs. Barnard.

Thank you.

And thank you for coming.

Not a problem.

I'll do anything
we can to help.

Suzanne, why don't you think
about taking some time away
from all this?

And just, well, let us
sort through
the details for you.

I'm not leaving
until I find out
what happened here.

Whatever you need, Mr. Boyle,
you have only to ask.

Thank you.

And in the meantime,
I think I'll go find out
how Todd is doing.

He's very upset
over his uncle's death.

Spending time with you
is just what
he needs right now.

We've, uh, left everything
exactly as it was.

So, this is the only area
that was burned?

That's right.

How does someone burn up
without the whole room

or the whole house
catching on fire?

That's what I want to find out.

The police have gone over
everything quite thoroughly.

The chief has
personally taken charge
of this investigation.

So I hear.

So what do you expect to find?

Something that might not have
occurred to the chief.

I'd like to take
this piece of glass.

-Be my guest.
-Thank you.

As you know, grandmother's
very protective of me.

I guess, because for now,
I'm the last of the line.

If I am the future
of this family, Rachel,

we are in big trouble.

Or should I say bigger trouble.

Now, come on, Todd.

You're not expected
to be anybody but yourself.

Yeah, right.

According to everything I heard
when I was growing up,

that's what killed my mother.

She couldn't live up
to being a Barnard.

It's not easy being a Barnard.

But your future,
that's yours to create.

You gotta believe me.

Well, that's easy
to believe in principle,

-it's almost impossible
to live with.
-[water splashing]

Listen, um...

Lately, have you got
any death threats? I mean...

Or has anyone in your family?

You know, we get death threats
like most people get junk mail,
Rachel.

We just hand them over
to the police
and go about our business.

What about the Sanchez family?

After the trial,
how did they react to you?

Were there death threats then?

The only family Angela had
was her grandmother

and she went into seclusion
after Angela's death.

I tried to talk to her,
and tell her how sorry I was,

but she wouldn't
return my calls.

She never liked me that much.

She always said I was
taking advantage of Angela.

Were you?

Rachel, I was in love
with Angela Sanchez.

I still am.

But that part of the story
wasn't as well reported.

I guess disgrace
makes better copy.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, so am I.

It's good to talk you again
like this, Rachel.

[sighs]

You know, you were always there
for me when I was growing up.

Your mom would be
proud of you, you know.

Anytime you need
to talk to me,
you call me, okay?

Thanks. I just might
take you up on that.

I hope so.

[roaring]

So, what do you think?
Could this have been caused

by some sort
of incendiary device?

I don't think so.

Even something as small
as a letter bomb would've left
some sort of evidence.

Like shrapnel on the walls
and the furniture.

The characteristic pitting
on any of the areas
near the blast.

Find something?

Yeah.

I'm gonna take these
back to the House.

[bells ringing]

[beeping]

I just talked to Derek
on the sat-link.

Did you fill him in?

Yes, and he said the usual.

"Defy conventional wisdom.
Throw out
your first conclusion.

Look for the least obvious."

Hmm. Well, we could be
looking at anything
from a high-powered laser

to spontaneous
human combustion.

Well, which of those two
would be the least obvious?

I don't know, you tell me.

[beeping]

Have a look at that.
That piece of glass was taken

from the window
of Michael Barnard's den.

And I got this
from his desk top.

Feel it.

Feels lumpy, distorted.

It could be the result
of a brief but intense
surge of heat.

So we have one sample
of glass from the window
and one from the desk top.

And those are the only
two places in the room
that I found melted glass.

What do you think?

A ricochet?

Could be.

The gods are answering
my prayers, mija.

I may never hear
your laughter again, my angel.

But soon, your soul will be
able to rest in peace

knowing that justice
has been done.

[speaking spanish]

Continue to bring the reign
of fire down upon our enemies.

[clock chiming]

[roaring]

[roaring]

[growling]

[screaming]

[Suzanne] The worst thing
for a parent
is to outlive a child,

and now I've buried
all three of mine.

All my life I've had
to be strong to hold
this family together.

But I tell you,
I don't know how much
more of this I can take.

You've been through
more than any one person

should ever have
to go through, Suzanne.

But, I promise,
we're gonna find out
what's going on

and we're gonna stop it.

[Alex] How's it
going out there?

[Nick]Pretty gruesome.
The police just left.

Same thing that happened
to Michael?

Right down
to the neat pile of ash.

I say we could rule out
Michael's death
as an isolated incident.

Someone's definitely
targeting this family.

Well, I'm just
digging through
the archives,

to see if I could find
a clue as to what
might be behind this.

All right, keep me posted.

All right.

[beeping]

[beeping]

A stunning verdict
in the court today
clears Todd Barnard

of all charges stemming
from an accident that killedNa
young woman, Angela Sanchez,

reportedly his girlfriend.

Thank you.
I don't have a comment.

Equally surprising,
Angela SanchezNonly surviving
family member,

her grandmother, Delores,

has refused to bring
civil litigation againstNthe
family for wrongful death.

Delores Sanchez
would say only that God
will bring justice

and she hopes that
the Barnard family
burns in hell.

[beeping]

Sanchez only surviving
family member,

-her grandmother, Delores...
-[speaking Spanish]

...refused to bring
civil litigation
against the family

for wrongful death.

[continues in Spanish]

[beeping]

[speaking Spanish]

"The gods will deliver justice.

Make them see the light."

[beeping]

[speaking Spanish]

[speaking spanish]

"They will burn
before they are in hell."

Delores Sanchez
would say only that God
will bring justice

and she hopes
the Barnard family
burns in hell.

That's not what
she said at all, darlin'.

[beeping]

[bell tolling]

[upbeat orchestral music
playing]

[man humming]

[Alex] Still playing
with flowers, huh?

Now how many times
do I have to tell you?

There are flowers
and then there are orchids.

Hello, Alex.

You've taken
wonderful care of yourself.

[sniffing]

And you've quit using Chanel.

What's this new scent?

White Diamonds.

Very nice.

And it still can't compete with
the beautiful fragrances
you have in here.

My cymbidium.

I'm just fortunate
the university gives me
this small corner...

Thank you.
To indulge my habit.

So, what brings you down
to see this humble scholar?

"Humble" is the right word.

I read all about
the Incan exhibit that you
landed for the university.

That.

I was lucky.
The Peruvian Minister
of Culture took pity on me.

Right.

Anyways, do I need an excuse
to see an old friend?

No, not at all.

If I remember,
the last time you were by was,

September '95.

I've been busy.

Now, no excuses necessary.

I haven't been down to see you
at the Luna Foundation
since '93.

September '92,
but who's keeping track, right?

All right, Alex.

Enough of the small talk.

Well, I've come across
this artifact

that has stumped me.

Stumped you?

Well, then, it must be
an obscure piece.

Tell me about it.

Well, it's a round medallion,
that appears to be gold,

it has a crescent moon
on the upper left side,

and on the right,
a blazing sun.

And underneath, a man raising
his hands towards the sky?

You're amazing.

It's what I do.

The piece you're describing
sounds Toltec.

Maybe early 11th century.

It's very rare.

What was it used for?

It's an icon for magic.

Used by a bruja.

-A witch.
-Yes.

There are different medallions
for different purposes.

But each of them indicated that

the wearer was a practitioner
of Toltec ritual sacrifice.

Human sacrifice?

On occasion.

Tell me, do you have
the medallion
in your possession?

No, I don't.

But I know who does.

It all sounds
wonderfully mysterious.

You know, I have some books
in my study, you should dig
through them,

give you a better idea of what
you're dealing with here.

Although I should caution you,
some of them are fairly grisly.

[laughing]

Don't worry. I'm used to it.

First my uncle Mike,
then my uncle Trevor.

I can't believe
this is happening.

I just like to know
what's happening.

Well, did you find something?

Yeah, I mean,
the same deal as before.

Some kind of high energy
has partially liquefied
the bulb

in the lamp over there.

So, what does it mean?

Well, basically that
you're not safe here.

My grandmother refuses
to leave, which means
I'm not leaving either.

Rachel's trying to talk
some sense into her now.

I'd like to bring the both
of you back to Angel Island.

We've a house
well protected there.

Keep you away from whoever
or whatever's behind this.

So you have no idea
how my family's getting killed?

[roaring]

No. No, we don't.

All I'm concerned with
is protecting you.

[roaring]

Down!

[whooshing]

[Rachel] Nick?

What happened?

-You all right?
-Yeah.

Nick just saved my life.

Yeah, the question is
from what.

So, this thing,
whatever it is,
is after me now.

We don't know enough
about this thing yet.

Whatever it is, though,
we're gonna protect you.

Yeah, I know you will,

but I don't think
there's anyone that can
protect me at this point.

-Spoken to Alex?
-Yeah, she called.

She's onto something.
She's gonna call me again

as soon as she's got
more details.

Well, if I'm destined to die
in the very near future,

there's someone
I need to see first.

No, wait a minute. You're not
going to any place by yourself.

Rachel,
if this thing wants me,

eventually
it's going to get me.

This is something
I need to do.

Okay, fine.
I'll come with you.

Then maybe I should
come along, too.

Forget it, you guys.

I don't want any bodyguards
where I'm going.

But you can keep me company,
if you'd like.

Okay.

So, how did you
and Angela meet?

At a dance club in the city.

It was kind of like
a scene from an old movie.

She was with her crowd,
I was with mine.

Your eyes met across
a smoked-filled room,

and it was love at first sight?

[laughing]

Yeah, pretty corny?

Pretty romantic actually.

Well, we had to keep
our relationship a secret
for a long time.

Too many questions to answer,

too much prejudice
from both sides of the tracks.

What happened that night?

[sighs heavily]
Well, we were out for a drive
and I was showing off.

I had the Ferrari
going about 80,

just before we hit
a slick patch in the middle
of the road.

The next thing I knew
we were airborne.

We flipped over a few times,

and the car landed
on Angela's side, hard.

You know, the funny thing is,
she couldn't have cared less
about my car.

I just couldn't accept the fact
that she loved me.

Not my money, not my car,
not my family name.

[sighing]

[smacking lips]

And I lost her, Rachel.

Guess I was too busy
showing her
what I was made of,

instead of who I am.

[car approaching]

[door closing]

Leave my granddaughter alone.

Mrs. Sanchez, I was just
paying my respects.

You don't understand respect.

If you did, you would have
never tempted my Angela
to run off with you.

It wasn't like that at all.

-Angela--
-You don't belong here.

Mrs. Sanchez,
I'm Rachel Corrigan.

I would like to offer
my condolences.

Thank you.

Now, please leave
and take him with you.

Mrs. Sanchez, I am so sorry
for what happened that night.

I loved Angela,
and I ask God every day

why he didn't take me
instead of her.

I ask the same question.

I am sorry.

Goodbye, Angel.

Leave us alone!

Go with him.

Allow an old woman
to mourn in peace.

Mrs. Sanchez...

Todd loved Angela.

No amount of hate's
gonna change that.

Yeah.

Nick.

-I got Alex on the line.
-Great.

-Put her on the speaker.
-I'm just gonna put you
on speaker, Alex.

Alex, anything new?

I was just telling Nick I think
I may have found something.

You know that medallion that
Mrs. Sanchez was wearing
at the trial?

Yeah. I just got a look at it
up close and personal.

-She was at the cemetery?
-Yeah.

I'd stay away from her
if I were you. She could be
very dangerous.

You think she's the one
who's behind this?

Well, according to what
I've been reading,

the medallion
was worn by brujas.

What, you think
Mrs. Sanchez is a witch?

It's possible.

And it's also possible
that she summoned up

Toltec demons to get revenge.

For Angela's death.

But, why would she kill
Michael and Trevor,

and why now, a year later?

I don't know.

But I do know that
the Toltec demons came
in the forms of the elements.

And that's where
they drew their powers from.

Demons of water, of earth...

And demons of fire.

All right, Alex, give us a call
if you find anything else then.

You got it.

Suzanne, we have to get you
out of this house.

I appreciate
your concern, Rachel,

but we've got
the best security
money can buy.

And two of your sons have been
killed right under their noses.

That's exactly the point.

Where can we possibly go
and be safe?

What are you saying? Are you
telling me you're giving up?

No. This is not
the Suzanne Barnard I know.

I'm not giving up.

I'm being a realist!

Which is very difficult to do
when I'm being told

that some ancient God
is killing off my family.

Suzanne,
over the past few years,

I've learned that
not everything
has a logical explanation.

I am convinced beyond any doubt

that evil is real,

that demonic forces exist.

Suzanne, listen to me,
your family is cursed.

I know, by a witch.

Rachel, please.

Do you trust me?

Do you?

Would I ever lie to you?

No. I don't believe you would.

Okay.

Okay.

Then you've got to open
your heart and your mind
and listen to me.

Delores Sanchez intends
to wipe out your whole family.

So what do we do now?

We're gonna send Todd
with Nick to Angel Island.

And then, you and I
are gonna find Delores Sanchez

and God willing,
we're gonna convince her

to stop this thing
before it kills again.

[police siren wailing]

[knocking at door]

You again.

Mrs. Sanchez,
I've brought someone
who needs to speak to you.

I know who she is.

I have nothing to say to her.

Mrs. Sanchez, we need to talk.

I have no time
for you or your family.

Please!

I've come to ask
for your forgiveness.

I want you to spare
the life of my grandson.

I am not God.

I have no say over
who lives and who dies.

We know what you are,
Mrs. Sanchez.

A bruja.

We know you have magic.

You are talking
like a mad woman.

Stop what you're doing
to my family.

[snarling]

My garden. Get out of there!

What I'm doing to you?

Why not ask what
you've done to me.

If it wasn't for your family,
my Angela would still be alive.

All my life
and all my hope was for her.

I know how you feel.

I lost my only daughter
before I ever really
got to know her.

She was more frail
than I knew.

Lonelier than I imagined.

She suffered,
but she didn't know
how to reach out for help.

But you still had
the comfort of your sons.

I had no such comforts.

My sons are dead now,
Mrs. Sanchez.

I know you were responsible,
in some way that
we can't comprehend.

They deserved to die.
You all do.

Rachel, it's no use.

Mrs. Sanchez...

Delores, I know
about your medallion.

It's time for this to end now.

It's time.

We don't trust each other,
we don't understand each other.

But we've both suffered.

I see the love that you have
for Angela in your heart.

How is her memory served

by this legacy of pain
and grief and violence?

Please, Delores.

Please.

I miss her so much sometimes,

that I don't want
to live myself.

I know exactly what
you're going through.

Come.

[Nick] Alex,
this is Todd Barnard.

Todd, how are you holding up?

Okay, all things considered,
but I'm worried
about my grandmother.

I don't think we should let her
go out and see Mrs. Sanchez.

I mean, how do we know
she's safe?

Because your grandmother
isn't part
of this thing's agenda.

See, the demon does the will
of whoever summons it.

And Delores Sanchez
wanted to take revenge
on your family.

De la raiz,that means
from the root.

From the oldest offspring
to the youngest.

So this thing, this demon,

it won't stop until it finishes
wiping out our bloodline,
meaning me.

Maybe I should just
give myself up.

At least the rest of you
won't be hurt
trying to save me.

We don't know that.

If this things kills you,
then maybe
it leaves itself open

to kill anything else
that come across.

We have to snuff
this thing out.

Well, if Rachel is right,

and she's able to convince
Delores to remove the curse,

I think we'll be okay.

And if not?

I've made a terrible mistake.

I gave into my hate.

I wanted to make things equal.

But it's more unbalanced
than ever.

My pain is worse for the pain
that I have caused others.

We have to put this
behind us now.

For those that have gone,
for the sake of our families.

Delores, it's time.

[speaking Spanish]

God of Fire,

to whom we sacrificed
hearts and souls.

I bring you
a new prayer tonight.

[thunder rumbling]

Give me your hand.

This warm flesh embodies
the spirit of my enemy.

I ask that peace
may be restored between us.

Your justice is done.

The thirst
for vengeance is quenched.

Let there be no more blood.

Let the God of Fire
who lives in the light

be contained once more
and forever.

[roaring]

He is coming. You must
move away, it isn't safe.

I'm staying right here.

Go, now. Go!

God of Fire, be contained.

[wind hissing]

Delores! Get out of there
right now!

No.

[whooshing]

Ah!

Are you all right?

[roaring]

I have failed.

The Fire God
cannot be contained.

No one can control it now
until it finishes
what it began.

Come.

Where did that come from?
The sky was perfectly clear.

[phone ringing]

-Hello?
-Alex, can you hear me?

Something went wrong.
We couldn't stop it.

What happened?

Delores tried to send
the demon back,

but he got out of control.

Things got out
of control, Alex.

It didn't work.
It's still out there.

Alex, this thing.
This fire demon...

When it isn't attacking,

it lives in the light.

"In the light?"
What do you mean?

Part of the incantation
was to make it go back
into the light.

Rachel, I can't hear you.
You're breaking up. Rachel?

Alex?

Alex?

Rachel?

She said something about it
living in the light.

That's the God of Fire.
That's where it draws
its power from.

And it's on its way here.

So what do we do?

We have to make sure
it doesn't have
any place to hide.

Which means shutting off
all the light source.

Where's the circuit breaker?

It's not that easy.

We got moonlight pouring in,

and we have safety lights
that are on battery charge.

We got to do this manually.

Alex, you take
this end of the house,

I'll do the bedrooms.

When we're finished here,
we'll work our way up.

We got to black
this place out completely.

What about me?

Well, I got to find you
a safe place which means
in the dark,

so it's going to have
to be a closet.

Nick, I am not
sitting this out.

-I'll help Alex.
-Okay.

Okay, let's get started.

-[Nick] Alex?
-In here.

You secure down here?

Almost.

Good. We should
get started upstairs.

Okay.

Wait. The pilot light.

[roaring]

[screaming]

[shattering]

You think we're safe in here?

We're not safe anywhere
that has light.

Well, this is a losing battle.

There's no way that we're gonna
completely block out
all the light here.

You're right. So we have
to change the battlefield.

What do you mean?

I mean, we've got
to get into a small space

where we can shut out
all the light.

All we have to do
is lure it there.

Look, you're gonna need bait.
Use me.

Forget it. We're doing this
to save your life,
not cut it short.

Look, there's no other choice
and you guys know it.

So, we lure this thing in
with my image,

and then I reflect it
at the candle in the safe.

Yeah, well, we're hoping that
it'll last long enough
in the flames

so that we can spring the trap.

Yeah, well, if it doesn't work,
you better have
a fire extinguisher handy.

I think I found it.

It's in the light, in the hall.

All right.

You can still say no
if you want to.

No, I can't run from that thing
for the rest of my life.

Okay. Well, it's showtime.

Stay on your toes.

[whispering] Okay.

Watch.

[snarling]

You can hop back
in the library
with Todd.

Let me know when you're ready
and I'll flip the switch.

Okay.

Ready.

Come on.

Come on.

[roaring]

[whooshing]

[growling]

[growling slowly]

[Rachel]The idea that
a tragedy can be corrected
by bringing grief to others

is a time-worn fallacy.

Someday I hope
we'll understand
the futility of revenge

and break
these cycles of hatred.

For just as the darkest evil
can hide within
the brightest light,

so too can we emerge
from the saddest times.

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