All language subtitles for nine.perfect.strangers.s02e08

She is fucking with our minds!

This group has been specifically culled

to complement each other.

We're not here to be comfortable.

Zauberwald, I want it to be yours.

What?

[Martin] If Masha wouldn't have
duped my mother on her deathbed,

then I would be the one in charge.

No, I think your mother knew
exactly what she was doing.

I'm worried about Martin.

- [Martin] Am I a bad person?
- [glass shattering]

What I'm trying to understand is
am I capable of doing evil?

Hello. I've missed you.

It's like all these satellites
firing away,

they're useless unless you have
the technology to guide them.

I found that.

Then why don't you give up
the military contracting

and all of these things that you do?

He needs to atone for what he has done.

- Or you could choose to forgive him.
- No.

That forgiveness
isn't solely mine to give.

This won't be easy,
and it might be painful,

but you will grow from this.

[♪ eerie music playing]

Each of you has a connection
to David Sharpe.

Some of you are already aware,
such as Brian,

who had the unique experience
of being covered by David's news programs.

Children's TV host
slash certified lunatic,

Brian Tumkin, showing the world
his true colors.

No one films on my set
but me, motherfucker!

[Masha] Just one of the many souls
whose worst moment

was covered and dissected endlessly
on his broadcast.

Hold on, h-hold on.

You think I-- I personally have time

to oversee my news team's coverage?

Tumkin? What kind of fucking name is that?

He's meant to be
a children's fucking entertainer.

He's meant to look after the kids.
You can't just scream at them.

Must be nice to delegate
such trivial things.

But that-- that's part of the gig. I--

- Is there anything wrong with that?
- [Masha] Not necessarily.

You like to keep your hands clean.

That's why you use your charities
to launder your name with the public.

Like the scholarship program,
the one for young musicians

that would never have been able to study,
were it not for your generous support.

I'm not sure which one
you're referring to.

[Masha] The program is gone
because a change in state tax law

meant that Signal Op
could no longer write it off.

Twenty young talented musicians,
just gone.

But I'm sure Wolfie
could tell you how that felt.

Everyone in the whole program
had to drop out.

And we weren't given
any kind of an explanation.

What, you think I-- I've got anything
to do with the scholarship plans

- that my company funds?
- [Wolfie scoffs]

[David] I'm sure we would
have shifted the money

into some other worthy cause.

I don't decide what's tax deductible.
I don't make the laws.

[Masha] No, of course not.

It can't be you, I mean,
it's-- it's the system, isn't it, David?

- Yeah.
- [Masha scoffs]

It's the...

[distorted] it's the system.

But no one plays the system better
than David Sharpe.

Agnes, you saw the results of that.

Mother Irene, she ran war-zone hospitals.

[nuns praying indistinctly]

But her adherence to strict dogma
caused preventable deaths.

[patient gasping]

They were preventable.

It wasn't just you, Agnes.

David Sharpe's company
funded her humanitarian work.

His satellite technology
was used to bomb the victims,

and he funded the hospitals that claimed
to heal their wounds.

We did the exposé on her.
We were the ones that put her away.

That was only after you learned
the other media outlet

was preparing an exposé.

You had to beat them. You had to win.

How long before that did you know
about these atrocities?

[Sister Agnes]
Everyone involved knew.

You had to know.

What, so I'm on trial
for protecting myself?

Are you serious?

Every one of you would have done
exactly the same thing

if you'd been in my situation.

Oh, no. I don't think so.

Now...

Matteo.

But Matteo here lost more
than any of us can imagine.

His parents and his three siblings
lost their lives to a "smart bomb."

The "smart" refers
to a satellite guidance technology...

that was created by Signal Op.

- [people chattering]
- [babies crying]

[patient coughing]

I need to speak with you. In private.

Anything you need to say, Victoria,
please, you can say to the group.

[whispering] No.

Brian, you're in charge.

- I'm in charge?
- Where the hell are they going?

[wind whistling]

Come. Come, come, my darling.

Oh.

It hurts me to see you
be so cruel to yourself.

Was I too strict in raising you?

[Martin whimpers] No...

You're everything I could
ever want in a child.

There isn't a thing
I would change about you.

[Martin sighs]

Except perhaps how cruel
you can be to yourself.

How?

[whispering] I don't know how.

Mommy?

Mommy?

Oh no.

Mommy?

[sobbing]

Please don't leave me!

[♪ ominous music playing]

[groaning, chewing]

Imogen is a smart girl.

Once she realizes who created
the satellite technology

that guided those bombs,
it won't take her long

to realize the real reason
her father killed himself.

Brian, you want your show back?

I can make that happen, prime time,

and I can make it so no one
will remember why you lost it.

[whispering] Just untie me.

You're not tied.

Oh.

[distorted] Oh.

Oh, fuck this, then.

[groaning]

[David grunting]

[exhales sharply]

[sighs]

Shit, I'm back here again.

[door closes]

[♪ ominous music playing]

[Martin breathing shakily]

[Victoria] David Sharpe exploited
my husband's brilliance.

The poor man couldn't live with it.

- You knew that?
- No, I only knew he sold it

to some anonymous holding company.

There is value in the truth.

You know, sometimes as a mother,

the lies that you let your child believe

are just as important as the truth.

Please don't dredge this up for her.

It's my prerogative to ask you this.

As a mother.

You were a mother.

I bet you were a good one.

[♪ ominous music continues playing]

Mommy, stop!

I miss you.

I miss you so much. So much.

I'm tired of waiting. Bring Daddy.

- We can be together.
- [breathing heavily] No.

No...

- Please?
- I have work to do.

You're a bad Mommy!

I hate you. I hate you.

I hate you! I hate you!

I object to this.

Tina, what is it? You're uncomfortable?

Yeah, I feel uncomfortable

because this is supposed to be
a fucking wellness retreat

and we've spent all week,
all week dealing with our pain,

and it's been-- it's been really hard.

But this, this is not healing.
This is about you.

This is your fucking
psychedelic witch trial.

And what? You're gonna tell me

fucking Lord Voldemort's the reason
why I can't play piano?

No. That's not the reason you're here.

Then why the fuck am I here?

Because you're with her.

What, she's here with me?

I thought I was only here because of her.

[Tina scoffs]

Great. So, I'm the plus one.

Alright, can we-- can we go now, please?

I'm staying.

You can go. I'll see you in the room.

[scoffs]

Fuck this.

Mm. This is a voluntary exercise.

Anyone else that wants to leave,
please feel free.

[♪ ominous music continues]

[whispering] Imogen?

Good.

And now, for the fun part.

[footsteps thudding]

[♪ dramatic music playing]

[door slams shut]

[♪ dramatic music continues]

[Martin muttering]

And a truly meaningful form of therapy

can help to heal the individual,

but it can also,
in a small way, heal the world.

And sometimes you shouldn't deal
with pain gently.

Sometimes you're gonna need to grab it

and punch it in the face.

[Martin] Mama?

[Helena]
Ugh. What do you want?

I'm in the middle of something.

What? Hi.

What did you want?
Why are you bothering me?

- I...
- [mockingly] "I... I... I... I..."

[blows raspberry]
Use your big boy voice, Martin.

- [shaking] Okay.
- You look ridiculous.

I just wanted to see you.

Mm-hmm? You think I wanted to see you?

That's the one good thing with death,

not having to look
at your stupid face every day.

No, no, no, no.

No. [laughing]

No, no.
You wouldn't say something like that.

It's just...

- No, no.
- No?

Oh, this is not real.

Well, I was thinking it.

Why do you think I didn't want you
running this place, huh?

You wanted me back so badly.

Oh!

But now, you can't stand the kind
of truth I always gave you in life.

- [Martin gasps]
- You remembered my love.

You've forgotten my cruelty.

[Martin panting]

[Helena laughing]

Don't laugh at me!

Such a big man pointing his big gun
at his mother, hm?

If there's anyone you should be angry at,

it's the people you've let steal
our family's property.

The people who supplanted you, huh?

Masha and her little pet billionaire.

[scoffs]

So ineffective, such a loser.

[loud gunshot]

[♪ muffled music playing on headphones]

I invited you all here
because we are all connected

through lies, and exploitation, and pain.

I wanted to give you a full understanding

of how this man's life
has affected all of your lives.

And now, I invite you all together...

to decide on the proper remedy.

I will pass the floor over to you all.

Please.

[♪ ominous music continues playing]

Look, I've sat here patiently.

I've listened to all of this.
Do I get a chance to defend myself?

- Masha?
- If you all wish to hear from him,

then let him speak.

Good.

Now, I've made mistakes.

I'm sorry, this is such
a fucking cop out, come on.

- Are you hearing this bullshit?
- Just let him say his piece.

- Just let him say his piece.
- What happened to letting me speak?

[Brian] Okay.

Let's hear it.

Well, the more power you have,

the more opportunity you have,
whether you like it or not,

to hurt people.

Now, you blame me for these bombs
that my company's technology created.

But I didn't start the war.

I didn't call in the airstrike.

I-I'm not sitting in the cockpit
pulling the, uh...

you know, the... [sighs]

- ...trigger, trigger.
- [distorted voice whispering]

- What did you say?
- [Brian] What? Nothing.

I don't think anyone said anything.

You're hearing things.

Okay, uh...

Sorry. Where was I?

You were deflecting,
blaming everyone else.

Hey, I have a really bad feeling
about tonight.

[David] I'm here with you.

- Okay, we gotta get the fuck outta here.
- [David] I've been here

- the whole time...
- Babe, either sit down or leave.

- [David] ...doing all of...
- Wolfie?

- ...whatever Masha says for us to do.
- The vibes are not good.

[David] And now you're just gonna
follow her in attacking me?

[David] Masha's given you
a comprehensive rundown

of all the terrible things
I'm supposed to have done.

But please, don't forget,
I'm just a person.

- [Brian laughing]
- Isn't that what this is all about?

Aren't we all just people,
flawed people, doing our best?

- I mean, I've had trauma!
- [Victoria] Oh!

- [Brian laughing]
- I've had trauma just like you.

What about all the good things I've done?
Nobody talks about those.

- How I overcame a terrible childhood.
- Fucking hell.

And became an amazing father to my son.

[Peter] You know what?

I'm not gonna just sit here
and listen to this bullshit.

[David] Peter?

Oh, cut the fucking waterworks, okay?
No one believes you.

And you.

Why would you think
that putting some sort of narcissist

at the center of a morality play
would be a punishment?

Okay, he wants to be the main character.

He revels in it. You've made him the star.

You think those are real tears
that he's crying?

- What are you talking about?
- Come on, Dad.

You learned how to cry on demand
for some 60 Minutes fluff piece.

I remember watching at the dinner table
with your performance coach, practicing.

Do you really hate me that much?

You have to believe I care, Peter.

I love you with all my heart.

I don't believe a word you say anymore.

It's all bullshit.

Oh, okay, well, maybe you
don't believe that then.

Fine.

Well, just fucking kill me then.
I-- I can't do this anymore.

Just do it already.

I mean, you've got
the firing squad right here.

There must be a gun somewhere
in this godforsaken castle.

It's clearly what she wants,
so why don't you fucking do it?

I'd like a word.

[David] You? Why?

What have-- what have I ever done to you?

- I think you knew my father.
- Immy, don't.

- Jonathan Auclair.
- [David] Uh...

I can't remember.
I can't picture him, to be honest.

You know what, David?

Sometimes neither can I.

[Imogen shouts]

[♪ dramatic music swells]

♪

[David] [groaning] Thank you.

Thank you. Thank you, Agnes.

- [Agnes sobbing]
- No, don't cry.

Please, please, don't cry.

I'm so sorry for the things I've done.

- Swear to God, I had no idea.
- [Agnes breathing deeply]

What can I do to stop you crying?

[Peter] Why don't you stop building bombs?

Stop building bombs?

I've come to terms
with you being a shitty father,

but there's still time for you
not to be a shitty human.

Stop building bombs?

Well, it's just a small part
of the business, Dad.

It is.
It is only a small part of the business.

Are you telling me
that's all it would take

to wash my hands of all this death?

Right. Starting immediately,

Signal Op is getting out of the business
of weapons production, completely out.

We will not spend another penny
on hurting anybody.

In fact, we'll move
all of the money and the staff

from weapons production into charity.

In fact, we'll move everything
into charity.

Then, we can build better hospitals.

We can make better music programs.

How do we know
you won't change your mind tomorrow?

You will know
because I'm gonna do it right now.

I'm gonna call everyone right now.

[patting] Uh, where's my phone?

My sat phone is in my cabin.
In fact, it's morning in LA.

- [Masha] David!
- You can't go outside.

- [Masha] He can't. No, no.
- It's a blizzard out there.

David. David?

[group murmuring indistinctly]

[Matteo] Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa!

[all screaming]

Get back!

[David] Stop building bombs.

- [phone beeping]
- [shivering] Why is it blocked?

- I just need a signal.
- [phone beeping]

Where's the signal?

♪

[Masha] David!

[wind howling]

David!

[♪ eerie music playing]

[Masha's voice echoing] David?

[Helena] It's time, Martin,
to take back what's ours.

[♪ eerie music continues playing]

[phone beeping]

[breathing heavily]

[Masha] David?

♪

- [phone beeping]
- [wind whooshing]

David? David!

David!

Masha!

I think I got lost.

Yes, you did. You did.

- You should come with me now.
- No, I just need a signal.

There is no signal.
It's not gonna work here.

So, we should go back.

Trust me, we need to go.

Martin.

[gasps] What are you doing?

I'm taking control
of our family's property.

How much did you take?

Do you think you're the only one
who can do it?

Huh?!

I've seen you on the cameras.

I saw you talking to her!

[David laughing]

- What are you laughing about?!
- This isn't real.

He isn't real.

It's real. This is real.

- Do you think I'm funny?
- He thinks you're a joke.

- Do you think I'm a joke?!
- [David] No. No!

No, I...

I thought you were in my head.

Do you want to buy out
my family's birthright?

And then, what, are you gonna turn it
into some posh fucking club?

- Tell me, is that what you want to do?
- You need to calm down.

What do you want to do?

- Tell me!
- [Masha] Look, Martin.

[distorted]
It's me. It's Masha.

You're having a bad trip right now.

But it's okay, you're gonna be fine.

You're safe. No one wants to hurt you.

You've already hurt me.

Martin, it's okay.

[Helena and Masha's voice]
It will all be okay.

You stole my mother!

And now, even in death,
you won't let her rest.

No, you make her dance like a puppet.

Or is she telling you
everything that you wanna hear?

Is that it? Is that it?!

I'm sorry.

You turned her against me.

Your mother loves you.
She loves you so much.

She always did. Always.

- You know that.
- [Martin] Just don't lie.

My mother saw me as useless,

because that's what I am.

I'm always just useless!

But I'll make the world a better place,
starting with him.

- [David] No, wait, wait!
- You're not angry with him.

You don't understand. I've changed.

[Masha] Martin, please,
you're not angry with him.

You're angry... with me.

♪

Martin, it's okay.

Let's go home.

We can go home.

- This is my home.
- It's your home.

[♪ music fades]

[Helena] So, she's your mommy now?

[Helena laughing]

She's manipulating you.

And you're falling for it!

You're such a baby!

You bitch!

- Put the gun--
- [bullet ricochets]

No!

[David]
Nice to see you again, Masha.

[Tatiana] Mommy...

No!

[body thuds]

[♪ eerie music playing]

[overlapping voices
murmuring indistinctly]

[Martin gasps]

[murmuring voices continue]

[distorted] Mommy?

Wake up. Please.

Just wake up!

[wind whistling]

[♪ somber music playing]

[whispering] I need to let you go.

I need to let you go just for this moment.

Just for this life.

I love you so much.

Good-bye, Mommy.

[♪ somber music continues]

♪

[Masha] Be safe, my love.

[♪ somber music continues playing]

Masha!

[door clattering, creaking open]

[♪ eerie music playing]

[door creaking closed]

[machine beeping]

[indistinct whispering]

Hi, guys. Is there any news
on when the roads might be cleared?

[Helmut] Uh, no. Not yet.

We are awaiting word
from the local municipality.

[Wolfie] What about Masha?

Is it looking like she's gonna be okay?

We will let you know as
soon as we hear anything.

[Helmut] Yeah.

[machine beeping]

[David] Masha?

[whispering]
I'm not gonna see her again.

- [David] See who?
- [sighs]

Tatiana.

I'm sorry.

No.

It's how it's meant to be.

[wind whooshing]

[door creaking]

She's ready to see you.

[machine beeping]

[Masha] Aha.

There you are.

[Martin] I don't know why
no one's called the police.

You have every right to put me in jail.

I tried to kill you.

But luckily, you're not a very good shot.

- You should hate me.
- Hate you? No.

I don't. I can't. I can't hate you.

- Why not?
- Come here.

You were going through some
very dark, deep moments that night.

But you didn't mean to hurt me.
I know that.

I hope you change from this.

I hope I change, too.

I just feel like I cannot accept
what you're saying.

No?

You are gonna have to try,
otherwise you'll just have to go

to the police, turn yourself in.

But I don't think
that's a good idea because...

then who will run this place, hm?

You run things.

No, this is a family business.

Needs to stay in the family.

- Are you serious?
- Yes.

It's all yours.

[chuckles]

[laughing]

I gotta be honest, though, I don't think
that I can do this without you.

I think you'll manage.

- No, no, no, no, no.
- Yes.

I don't know how
to do fundraising, for one.

I, uh-- I-I-I definitely do not know
how to talk to people normally.

[chuckles] And, um...

charming billionaires
is not really my best suit.

I believe in you.

[♪ somber music playing]

♪

- Hi.
- Oh.

Hey.

Hey, you look much better.

How are you feeling?

Great. Very, very good. Very strong.

- Good.
- [sighs]

Look, my belief in you
is as strong as ever,

and I do sincerely believe

that one day
you're gonna change the world.

- But?
- But I just saw a man

take a too-high dosage of your medicine,

start seeing his dead mother abusing him,
and shoot you.

- Yes, you did. Yes.
- So, I think I should take some time

to reconsider the risks
in the work you're doing here.

- Mm-hmm. Great.
- Both from a medical and PR perspective.

- Yes, I understand. Of course.
- Good.

But I'm very glad
that you're getting out of the, uh,

precision bombing business.

- What? What are you talking about?
- Yes. You know, you told all the guests

the other night that you would not
be doing business

with any military contractors anymore.

[David] Yeah.

Look, I've learned a lot here.

It's-- it's really been a profound week,
what-- what we went through.

And I am gonna make changes
in the way I do business

and the way I deal with my son,
but all that stuff I said in the lounge...

Come on, that was--
that was laughably drastic,

and I was as high as a kite at the time.

What a shame.

Hm.

You know, you're still
exactly the same girl

I met in Prague all those years ago.

Oh, really?

You know, it was a few lifetimes ago,
and I just, uh...

I don't know. I don't see it.

[♪ curious music playing]

[whispering] Never change.

[Jessie Bear] So, you're all better now?

[bag zipping]

I don't know about "all better."
[chuckles softly]

But better, yeah.

So, where to now?
Do we finally get to go home? Huh?

Oh.

[♪ melancholy music playing]

[sighs]

Jessie, I-- I think I need to do this
on my own from now on.

Do what?

You know, all of it.

[Tina] Why are you packing?

Our flight's tomorrow.

Uh, they-- they cleared the roads,
so I moved it and I got one.

I got one for tonight.

Did you...

did you change mine?

[♪ melancholy music continues playing]

You're gonna be just fine.

But what if I'm not?

You will be. I know it.

Will I ever see you again?

♪

I love you...

my sweet bear.

- [sniffling]
- I love you.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

[Brian sniffling]

[♪ melancholy piano music playing]

♪

[♪ piano music ends]

[Tina] Hey, Masha.

You wanted to see me?

I heard you playing.

It was very, very beautiful.

Oh.

Yeah, um...

I'm fixed.

I'm single.

But I can play. [laughing]

Are you okay?

Yeah. I think so.

Are you?

Eh, I'm a little banged up.

- [chuckles softly]
- But-- but I'm good.

Was a successful, uh, retreat.

[both laughing]

"Successful retreat."

You're fucking nuts.

But effective.

It was a delight to meet you.

My daughter, Tatiana,
she used to watch Brian's show.

But the episode,
the episode that she loved

was the episode you were on.

She would watch it over and over and over.

And I just-- you...

She'd be your age now.

So, I wanted to see
who you'd grown up to be.

[chuckles softly]

How'd I do?

- Good.
- [chuckles]

Lovely.

Lovely.

You know, David Sharpe,
he, uh-- he hurt a lot of people,

but he led me to Wolfie,
who led me to you.

And, hopefully, you now
have been led back to yourself.

Good luck.

[footsteps receding]

Hey, I take the bags downstairs, okay?

[Victoria]
No, darling, don't worry about it.

Someone has been hired for that.

Yes.

I've been hired for that.

That man has too much life force.

Yes, it can get a bit Zorba. [chuckles]

You know, I am still amazed
that you're able to get laid,

even in the most stressful
of circumstances.

I could say the same thing about you.

[Imogen chuckles]

I'll come visit you
in a couple of weeks, okay?

Oh, darling, you really
don't have to visit if you're busy.

[imitating Victoria] I have a gorgeous
little trip to the Dolomites planned,

darling, but I think I can find the time.

Give me all the time
you've got, beauty girl.

You know, the upper half of your face
really does look like Ava Gardner.

[Brian] The mushroom pilaf
was simply psychedelic!

[characters laughing]

Oh, Olivia, do you feel changed?

[Agnes] I do.

I met you.

- Oh, you're making me blush.
- Aw!

[Brian] Oh, you complete me! [grunting]

[both chuckling]

- [sighs]
- You know, I-- I had a--

I had a silly idea, actually.

Yeah?

Would you consider
entertaining kids again?

Not in TV, not-- not there.

But in hospitals and schools,
refugee centers.

Cheering up kids that need it most.

Yeah?

[♪ uplifting music playing]

I just realized, where is home for you?

That's a good question.
Um, sometimes I-- I don't even know,

but I have an apartment in London.

Oh! I love London.

- You do?
- Mm.

- Do you come often?
- Yeah.

I mean, I think the last time I was there

was maybe... 2013.

- Oh.
- Um, but I assume

you come to New York often.

I love New York. I-- I do.

Um, I've been once or twice.

One would imagine more, but I-- No.

Okay.

You know what? Fuck it.
I'm just gonna spit it out, okay?

Look, I can't for the life of me
wrap my head around

not being able to see you again.

So, I'm thinking
in a couple months' time...

- Mm-hmm.
- ...if you're in Europe,

or if I'm in the States, maybe we can--

My daughter will make herself
available to you,

any time or any place.

Just send the private jet.

[Imogen] Mom!

Don't ever send a private jet.

It's a great idea.

Okay.

Imogen.

- Mm.
- Okay.

[car engine starting]

Bye.

[♪ gentle music playing]

[phone dings]

[phone chimes]

[rain pattering]

- Oh, shit.
- What?

- [phone buzzing]
- [Imogen] Oh.

- [phone dings]
- Finally back in cell service.

[♪ "Seasons (Waiting on You)"
by Future Islands playing]

- Oh, my God.
- What is it, darling?

Hey, what's wrong?

Holy shit.

Oh, my God.

♪ Seasons change ♪

♪ And I've tried hard just to soften you ♪

♪ The seasons change ♪

♪ But I've grown tired
trying to change for you ♪

Starting immediately,

Signal Op is getting out of the business
of weapons production.

Completely out, we will not spend
another penny on hurting anyone.

In fact, what we'll do is we'll
move all of the weapons...

- [laughter]
- ...and the staff into charity.

In fact, we'll move
everything into charity!

- Masha, you little devil!
- [Brian laughing]

Eat shit, Satan!

Completely out, we will not spend
another penny on...

[phone ringing]

♪ As it breaks ♪

[David] [on phone] You have no idea
how badly you've just fucked yourself!

Hm, I thought I might hear from you.

You think this is gonna work?
I will find a way out of this

and you will have wasted your reputation
on a stupid fucking prank.

We'll have to see if you're right.

[David] Oh, my God,
you are a fucking snake.

You fucking two-bit jumped-up
Communist fucking drug dealer.

Uh, let's talk later.

I feel like you need
a little time to process.

No, no, no. No!
Hang up this phone, I swear to God.

- You'll what? Hm?
- I'm serious.

- Okay.
- Masha, Masha, I'm serious.

Oh, I can't hear you.

- Masha!
- No, I can't.

- I can't hear you.
- Masha!

- Oh, dear.
- [phone disconnecting]

♪ 'Cause I've been waiting on you ♪

[vehicle rumbling]

You sure this is the address I gave you?

[people chattering]

[David sighs]

You dragged me all the way back to Bavaria
to meet me in a McDonald's?

You said you wanted a neutral location.

- You look better.
- I feel better. Hm.

You've had a busy month.

Well, you destroyed
nearly a billion dollars

of my net worth, did you know that?

Mm, you still have five billion left.

Well, more like six, but the point stands.

[chuckles] Small price to pay

for the amount of love you received.

No, I'd rather be hated
and have the extra billion.

- [chuckles]
- But you didn't give me that option.

- What's this?
- Well, now we've eliminated

the defense side of the business,

we're doing a bit of corporate rebranding.

I've decided I do want to open
a new wing of the company

focused on psychedelic therapy,
and I want you involved.

Although, knowing how you behave
without oversight,

I wanted some protections.

$100,000?

That's it?
That's what you think I'm worth?

Oh, it's plenty to live on.

No equity, no meaningful controls.

That's absolutely right.

You know I can't sign this.

Oh, I think you can.

And I think you will.

- What's going on?
- It's okay. She's having a little seizure.

[Imogen screaming]

And what is this?

Well, that looks to me like a video record

- of several dozen very serious crimes...
- [screaming]

...lovingly documented
by the criminal herself.

You took this off my personal servers?

- Of course.
- You hacked me.

- No, nothing-- nothing so sinister.
- That's illegal.

All it took was a payment,
a rather puny one at that,

to our old friend, Martin.

And he felt guilty about it,
but I can't blame him

because he's gotta keep the lights on
at the old family property down the road.

I suggest that next time
you surround yourself

with people you can trust.

Now, the public doesn't need to see this.

[clearing throat] And it won't,

if you sign it today.

I can fight you.
I can make it very ugly for you.

Yeah, but I've got a whole army behind me,
and you've got nothing but debts.

I just have to snap my fingers,
I've got a whole corporate division

devoted to ensuring you spend the rest
of your sad, penniless life

crawling from courtroom to courtroom
like a slug.

Why did you come to Zauberwald?

I told you, for my son.

I don't buy it.

No?

No.

You said to me
you never forgot that night in Prague.

Well, that's true.

I don't think it's 'cause
I was a spectacular lover.

I think it's because...

finally, someone saw
the good person in you...

the person you were afraid to be.

And you came back to Zauberwald
because you wanted to be forced

to do the right thing for once.

Oh, and is that why you pissed me off?

Because you wanted to be forced
to behave like a sane person for once?

Okay. You want me to sign this?

You're gonna regret it.

Oh.

I'm counting on it.

You know we're stuck together,
you and me, we're family.

- Are we?
- Yes.

We share a daughter. Always will.

And you may not love your family.

But you can't get rid of them.

[♪ "Calor" by Concha Velasco playing]

[♪ singing in Spanish]

I do.

[♪ singing in Spanish]