All language subtitles for The Invisible Man - S01E15 - Beholder 360p

there you are.

Good morning.

Happy Mass.

Don't worry, I'm not going to kill you.
I didn't see anything.

I know, I know.

There once was a story about a man who
could turn invisible.

I thought it was only a story.

Until it happened to me.

Okay, so here's how it works. There's
this stuff called Quicksilver that can

bend light.

Some scientist made it into a synthetic
gland and that's where I came in.

See, I was facing life in prison and
they were looking for a human

So, we made a deal.

They put the gland in my brain, I walked
free.

The operation was a success, but that's
where everything started to go wrong.

One nation under God, invisible.

See, that's how I learned the pledge as
a kid.

Now that I'm grown up and working for
Uncle Sam, there's another saying that

makes a little more sense. It's from the
Bible. Something about the blind eating

the blind.

Hey, you got to collect all six. You get
a free happy meal.

They're commemorative.

Sit.

Woof.

Yesterday, General Erwin McGoldrick,
retired war hero, Marine, was executed

point -blank range.

on the fifth hole of his country club's
golf course.

Erwin McGoldrick is the father of Alan
McGoldrick.

The Alan McGoldrick?

Yes, the software tycoon. He has
personally put up a $10 million reward

capture of his father's assassin.

Every one of those dollars is tax -free.

We get to him first.

Get who?

The chameleon.

A world -class terrorist that has filled
the void left by Carlos the Jackal.

Really, what void is that? A bad guy
named after an animal?

Try international assassin no one's ever
seen.

Smartass. Gentlemen, we have a limited
window of opportunity.

The chameleon disappears for at least
six months after he's hit. Okay, wait.

no one's ever even seen this guy, how
are we even sure he's the culprit?

The CIA has offered up their chameleon
files on holographic display desks. We

can't afford holographic displays.

Yes, sir. Unfortunately, I've been able
to transfer the format to be read by our

tridimensional data viewers.

I'm trying to match some data viewers.

Oh, I love these.

No, no, no. I want the purple.

Now, the first slide is of General
McGoldrick.

Next is Barney Goan, a civilian who
witnessed the assassination.

What happened to this guy?

Chameleon's a consummate pro with a sick
logic.

He only kills people he's contracted to
hit. Anyone else gets in his way.

He blinds.

Blinds? Permanently. He uses a blinding
laser, a military weapon that has been

banned by the Geneva Convention.

So they can't ID him?

Ever. Throughout his career, the
chameleon has assassinated 15 and

Which brings us to how we're going to
catch him. The blinded victims are

a random group.

Police, bodyguards, paparazzi
photographers.

Therefore, no one had ever thought to
look for... The possibility of a

We ran these names through a public
search engine. One name surfaced, linked

the others.

Layla Bach, 26, fashion print model.

Nice. Easy, Junior. She's also blind.

Okay, guys, come on, please. A blind
fashion model?

It's Layla.

You know Layla?

No, I don't know Leila. Oh, you know
Leila. I know her. I mean, she doesn't

I know her, but yeah.

Based on the data that links Miss Bach
with three of the chameleon's blinded

victims, we believe that she in turn has
a link to the chameleon.

Your mission, and you have no choice but
to accept it, is to follow Leila Bach

and see where she leads.

All right, everybody, let's take five.

Beautiful. I love this day.

Come on, man. It's beautiful. The girls
and the glamour. Look at this. Look at

this. Well, it's not as glamorous as it
looks.

What are you talking about? Were you a
model?

That's a lot of things. You know,
something's kind of bugging me about the

chameleon. You're a model? All right,
let's say he can blind the people who

him. You're a model. Why don't they just
describe you to a sketch artist? Why

don't they just describe you to a sketch
artist? Answer my question. I'll answer

yours.

Go. All right, a sketch artist is
sketching a perp, right?

Is that big or small? The cheeks, the
nose, the lips. You know, a blind guy's

really going to help him out. I see. So
he can't adjust it. All right.

Wage model?

It's in that chest for local air salons.

I needed the money.

Come on, you can do it.

A little dog -seeker from the past.

Can we stay on task here, please? I'm on
task. Oh, I am on task. I'm not the one

asking the stupid questions. That's
right.

The right question is, why kill General
McAulder, okay?

The guy is a retired general.

He's not really, you know, a primo
-political target. Doesn't add up.

No press allowed.

Press?

If I see any press, I'll tell them,
okay?

No, look at that, folks. Come on.

They sent me the phone.

You've got to agree with me on this.

Yeah, she's okay.

Yeah, but you know that's not why she's
here, right?

Why she is?

Because she's blind.

Gosh. Come on, that shit's more
politically correct than a recycled fake

coat.

It's empowerment, folks. It's good for
her.

That's crap. It's exploitation.

It's good for them. What are you talking
about? Here we go at that time.

Fox, Fox, do me a favor. What? I think
maybe you should Quicksilver me. Oh,

really? Let me tell you something. Just
a little.

It's just going to be me and a bunch of
naked models changing clothes. A little

Quicksilver. Come on, please. Just
Quicksilver me. Touch me. Do it. No. Do

Quicksilver.

Okay. I'll be fine. Do it. Really?

Fox. Fox. No, no. Come on. Come on.

Don't. That's not right. I'll give you
backup. You see?

Hi, Charlie. Hello, Ms. Bach.

So, how's the show?

Fine, Charlie. How are the engine rings?

First rate.

Thanks, Charlie.

You're welcome, Miss Fox. See you on the
night of the evening.

Save some for me next time.

I will. You got it, Fox.

Fox, where'd you go?

96, 96, Phyllis Cove.

You're where?

9696 Fiddler's Cove.

Why are you there?

That's not where she lives.

I'm not going to argue with you. That's
where she's at. She just went in the

house. Why don't you follow her? You
should follow her. I unfortunately had

use up a little too much Quicksilver on
the way over here. You see what you get

for going in without your partner?

Fox,

just sit tight. I'll be right there, all
right? Hey, give me a favor. Could you

pick up a six -pack of gonorrhea on the
way? All right, no problem.

So, how was your show? You could come by
one of these days and see for yourself.

I could introduce you around.

I get jealous of all those people
looking at you.

I like to pretend that I'm the only one
who gets to.

When are we going to Greece?

Very soon.

I have a little business to finish, and
then we're off.

The Parthenon, the Acropolis.

Ah, but they smell great.

Uh, Sue, like...

Got very close to my friend.

You saw my face. That's too close.

Be glad.

You're going to live past this day.

Give me the police!

Should I call the police?

No! Why not?

Don't call them.

We have to go. Now.

What happened? I heard someone scream.

What are you doing with the phone? I was
scared something happened to you. I

called the police.

No!

Don't believe what you hear.

Hey!

Oh, God.

Fox, Fox!

You all right?

You okay?

I can't see anything.

I can't see anything.

I hold very, very still.

I'm sure you have a lot of questions.

Actually, just one.

Am I ever going to see you again?

With time and treatment, yes. Yes, I
think there's a very good chance.

You got very lucky considering the
weapon used.

Lucky? Extremely.

If you had turned your head a split
second later, or if fear hadn't

the quicksilver gland... What the hell
has the gland got to do with anything?

All right, all right. Let me explain.

Okay.

Eye tissue absorbs energy from the
laser. It converts it to heat. The

temperature rises to the boiling point
of water in a second, and pop goes your

eyeball.

Thanks for that image.

But the cooling effect of the
quicksilver halted the thermal process.

The corneas took the brunt of the
damage, but they can rebuild.

If your retinas had been hit, you'd be
blind forever.

My gland saved you.

Well, be sure to thank it for me. I'm
doing that right now.

Now, I need to see if your condition has
affected your ability to quicksilver.

Can you go invisible?

I can see.

No. Clara, I can see.

I'm looking at your hand right now. I
can see.

Interesting.

The man you knew wasn't the man you
knew.

I don't believe it.

Believe it. What else do you want to
know?

We've confirmed that the dates of your
boyfriend's business trips correspond

with the high -profile assassinations
that Interpol has attributed to the

chameleon. And if that doesn't convince
you, I'll introduce you to my partner,

who your darling wine dealer may have
permanently blinded.

Claude wouldn't hurt a fly.

We ran a check on the name Claude
Escoffier, born Paris, France, 1960.

And he died there in 1979.

Now, listen, I'm going to need some kind
of description from you.

Maybe you could sculpt like a plaster
bust of his... I'm sorry, Miss Buck.

I know this is hard.

Is there anything we could do for you?

Within reason.

What was the name of the man who was
blinded?

Fawkes.

Darien Fox.

May I speak to him?

Okay. All right. All right. I need to
find out what's going on.

Please. Goodness.

Ow! Stop!

Please, would you just sit down and stop
the flow, all right? All right.

Why can't I see now?

I think that the quicksilver coating is
acting as a surrogate cornea feet.

Your eye.

I don't get it.

Quicksilver allows higher spectrums of
light to pass through to your retina, so

you can only see... When you can't see
me.

Big guy.

I mean big guy.

Hey, how you feeling there, pal? You all
right?

Pally. Darian, I want you to meet Layla
Bach.

Actually, she wants to meet you.

Hello, Darian.

What's going on?

Oh, she's here to help with the
investigation. Buddy.

Buddy. Darian, I wanted to apologize for
what happened to you.

I know what you're going through, and if
there's anything I can do... No.

I'm good. Thanks.

Ebots.

Miss Barker, if you'll come with me.

What's the status?

Uh, he can see well, quick, so good.

And what if he's not?

Ray Charles.

Yeah. Keep says I'm gonna be fine in
about a month, right?

All right, so, uh, where do we start,
huh? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You're in no condition to go out in the
field.

Keeper's right, son.

Come on, you guys. All I need is some
counteragent for the road, and I'll be

fine. Gotta be on this case, all right?
I need to bust this sicko. I know where

you're coming from there, kiddo. You
just need some rest. Kiddo, what is it

you, huh? I don't want your pity, Hobbs,
all right? Ollie, I'm fine. I can take

care of myself, all right?

Ollie!

I never thought I'd see this day.

Darien Fox asking to go on a mission.

Darien Fox wanting to use the gland.

Well, enjoy.

All right. And I never thought I'd say
this.

Darien.

Darian. I, uh, I have someone here to
see you.

Hi, Darian.

What's going on?

Layla thought that she could take you
out for the day.

I have a photo shoot at three.

It's, uh, outside at the beach.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, well, I'm going to go to a photo
shoot if I can't see anything.

It's not the fresh air. It could be some
good.

And, uh...

I concurred.

Why are you doing this, huh?

You don't even know me.

I know what you're going through.

I wasn't lying when I said that.

Look at it this way.

You really want to sit around here all
day?

Come here.

Sorry.

Come on.

Think of it as a blind date.

This comlink is secure.

We heard that you were nearly caught by
the Americans.

Everything is still on schedule.

If they suspected General McGoldrick was
not your target... You let me worry

about my job. You just worry about my
money.

You sound upset.

You upset me.

That's it, darling.

That's it. Growl for me. That's it. Now
you're a flower. You're a flower.

Good. Good. Nice and loose.

That's right. Now you're a rose.

Very pretty.

Good.

Nice. Nice, Layla. Back to me.

Good. Follow my voice.

Beautiful. Beautiful.

Nice. Five minutes, Layla.

Wind's making your job tough today, huh?

Darian?

Over here.

You having fun?

Oh, yeah.

I'm having a ball. This is Kensington
Beach, right?

Yeah.

Why?

Well, I hate to be the one to tell you,
but it's pretty much the nastiest beach

in town.

What do you mean?

Huh? What do you mean?

Well, uh...

First of all, there's this big fat
concrete pier that's pretty much ruining

ocean view.

You got pigeons everywhere crapping.

Nobody's here because, well, like I
said, it's the nastiest beach in town.

Oh, you just can't see it.

Oh, really?

Yeah. How's that?

This beach is my fave.

First of all...

There's never a big crowd, so you can
really hear the waves crashing against

rock.

Layla, those are concrete pylons, all
right?

Maybe at your feet.

Listen.

You feel how the surf hits your face a
few seconds after each wave?

I could listen to these waves for hours.

I can't believe Claude lied for two
whole years.

How can someone manage to hide that
much?

It takes a lot of work.

I'm not a fool. He wasn't lying about
the way he felt about me.

Well, you know, people can love other
people and still do bad things, you

Are you speaking from experience?

I had a girlfriend.

Chases.

My lady.

I must have lied to her for, I don't
know, over a year about who I was.

Who were you?

A thief.

Cat burglar.

Yeah.

And she found out I went to prison, and
then I went to work for the government.

Things change.

People change.

They do.

Let's do one step.

Look for the good in every bad thing.

You should try that on for size.

Wait a minute, you... You like quotes?

Especially Chinese problems.

What's your hand? Why, where are you
going?

I'm going to change.

Wait a minute, I can't see anything
anyway.

The principal.

Principal.

Don't make a sound.

What?

I'm sorry I had to leave so quickly. I
didn't have time to explain.

What did they tell you?

Everything. No, they couldn't tell you
everything. They don't know everything.

It's not their fault.

You lied to me. No.

I withheld the truth to protect you.

I will tell you everything, but we have
to leave now.

Hey, Layla.

You want to get something to eat after
this? I'm getting kind of hungry.

I can trust you.

Darian, can you hear me?

Darian, here he comes. Here he comes.

Where am I?

They're back in the agency.

He got Layla.

Claude. Claude.

Claude got Layla.

Doesn't add up, Chief.

Cold -blooded pro like that coming back
to town for a brawl? No, I don't think

he ever left.

Because of her? No, I don't think he
finished.

Finished with what?

Layla told me that Claude said he had
some unfinished business.

This was after he killed General
McAuliffe.

So what? So we know that it's a
signature lie, what he told her every

had a hit.

Business.

The best lies always have some truth to
them. You've got to trust me. The truth

is, I think his business is over.

The general's burial is tomorrow
morning. Alan McGoldrick is flying in

Silicon Valley to deliver the eulogy.

Wait, wait, wait.

Wait a minute.

Slowly. He's flushing the mark.

He is flushing the mark. I can't believe
we didn't see it. Fox.

It's a classic thief, comrade. You break
into a place, you trash it, then you

hide. Guy comes home, sees he's being
flipped.

He makes a beeline right at the first
hit and it's safe.

The thing you came for in the first
place.

You guys, come on. Do I get to spell
this out? You kill an easy mark who

the hard -to -hit mark out into an open
area.

Like a cemetery.

Exactly like a cemetery.

I am telling you, Claude is going to
kill Alan McGoldrick tomorrow morning.

You got a criminal mind. Did I ever tell
you that?

Hobbs, you told me yourself that the
general wasn't exactly a high -profile

target, that it did end up, right? Did
you say that?

I said it. You said that, right? Right.

Well, they didn't add up, right?

Alan McGoldrick is huge. I mean, this
guy heads up a monster corporate empire.

Probably owns, I don't know, 5 % of the
planet. I mean, there's got to be 20

organizations paying for this guy's hit.
Anti -capitalist, rival capitalist.

People whose computers crash all the
time. I mean, who wouldn't pay to kill

guy? No, that's not how the chameleon
works.

He's assassinated 15 people in the past
two decades.

Each hit is at least six months apart.

He strikes, he disappears.

Maybe that's exactly what he wants you
to think.

There's the Bobby house. I know right
there. I say it's time to go warn the

guy. Oh, no, we're going.

I will bring this to McGoldrick's
attention.

You are going to stay here and you are
going to rest up. No way. No way. No

No, no, I'm not sitting this one out.
Oh, Daria, calm down.

Oh, boy.

Hobbs, you come with me.

Very nice work, folksy.

Very, very impressive. Thanks, Pat.

Don't you want to ask me anything?

I can't think of a question you want to
answer.

Why don't you ask me something that I
don't want to answer?

What color is your hair?

Oh, come on, Layla.

Are you a murderer?

I am not a murderer.

I am a professional assassin.

Murder's petty.

Stuggish. Assassination is the tool.
It's a political statement. I am paid to

help others make their statement.

Are you paid to make people blind?

No.

Then why?

I don't want to murder them.

But I'm forced to choose between my
freedom and their sight.

I can't afford to be identified. My
anonymity is all that keeps me free.

Faced with the choice between blindness
and death, I think most people would

choose blindness.

But you'd choose for them.

In the interest of saving time, yes.

Is that why you chose me?

I can't identify your face.

The first time I saw you, you reminded
me of someone.

Who?

My mother. She was a strong woman, like
you.

She had a handicap, too.

Poverty. And just like you, she overcame
it.

Great. That makes everything better.

It can be better.

I have one more contract to finish here,
and then we can go and never look back.

One more contract?

Yes. A very powerful man. I have no more
secrets from you.

Someone hired you to kill him?

For two million dollars.

Who was it?

Would it make any difference?

If I go with you, promise not to kill
this man.

Layla. No.

It's a choice you have to make.

Your job or me.

Ancient decision.

Girl or career.

Claude?

Do you think you could ever love me?

I'm planning you make my decision for
me.

You see, sir, it's a technique used in
guerrilla warfare. It's called flushing

the mark.

I don't care what it's called. I didn't
get to where I'm at by backing down. And

the last place I'm going to show belly
is at my father's funeral. Hold on.

No.

Look,

this is about the death threats I
received. They've been traced back to

overworked coders in my own company.
They're harmless, and they've been dealt

with. Mr. McGordrick.

I am merely offering the services of my
agency for your extra protection.

Free of charge.

Bill Gates on one.

Fine. Provided your men are discreet. I
won't have a mockery being made at this

ceremony. Oh, there'll be no mockery. I
take that.

I said no.

Stop bundling your servers onto my
program.

Claude, you don't have to do this.

Just because I... Just because I can't
love you doesn't mean I can't help you.

I think I can help you.

It's all right, Layla. Don't worry.

I know you can help me.

That's it. The West End. You know what
to do.

Jimmy, take your friend to funeral home.
Watch my back. Steve, south side. Any

pedestrians. Lock it up real good, okay?
Keep an eye out.

Bobby. Hey, Chief.

So how's it going? Oh, it's fine.

It'd be going a little better if this
wasn't a civilian graveyard.

Yeah.

My other general wanted to be buried
next to his wife.

I think that's nice.

It's glorious.

I just wish it was a little easier to
secure, that's all.

You check out all the potential sniper
nests? Oh, sure.

Get you an authorized, your West End
streets locked up, feel good. Funeral

got it covered, no problem.

Everything's very secure, sir. Good news
is they're also far away, so even if he

decides to take a shot...

He won't be able to use a silencer, sir.
Excuse me?

Well, silencer's gonna reduce your range
about 20%, right? Not to mention the

accuracy, right? So if he decides to
take a long shot, I got his location

pinpointed right down to the wire. I
mean, I'll take that guy out.

Bobby? Yeah? The point is not to let him
take the shot.

You got nothing to worry about, Chief.

You promised discretion.

These are because... And for your
safety.

Relax. That's all.

You okay?

Hi, Chief.

I recognize you.

Fox, your hunch about this better be
right. Are you going to feel my

Well, he's a nervous wreck.

Where's Hobbs at?

Come on. Service is starting.

Hobbs, please. You're fidgeting. Will
you calm down?

CEO's about to give a eulogy.

All stations report.

High -rise, come on in.

High -rise, clear.

Running a Fortune 500 company is similar
to commanding a Marine battalion.

North -rise, come in.

North -rise, clear.

Front gate.

Front gate, clear.

Hey!

Funeral home.

Funeral home, clear.

Who's in the funeral home?

It's Higgins.

Yeah, well, that wasn't Higgins' voice.

Just talk to Higgins. That was not
Higgins' voice.

Hold on a sec. No, no, no, no, no. Don't
call back.

Don't move.

How am I doing here?

You're three away from all red, my
friend.

Okay, well, if he's on the roof, he can
see us.

Why don't you wait for my signal?

Channel 3, okay. Where are you going?
Just stay right here. Where are you

Will you just stay right here? I'm fine.

Irwin Goldrick, United States Marine
Corps General.

A man of action, a man of wisdom, and a
loving husband to his wife of 34 years,

Cecile.

As a young boy, I can remember tiptoeing
into my father's study to sneak a peek

at his bronze dog.

which he received for service above and
beyond the call of duty in Korea.

Many of you know the story of what
happened that day on the 38th parallel.

Many of you don't.

I will attempt to tell it.

He has told it to me so many times.

Interfere with my shot and Layla dies.

Where is she?

She's surrounded by C4 explosive, the
remote detonator to which is in my

hand.

Use the radio, she dies. Get rid of it.

Quite resourceful for a blind agent.

You know you're not getting out of here
alive, right?

Let me worry about that.

When the honor guard fires, so do I.

If you could see,

they tell you to look a hundred yards
beyond the funeral to the left, you

notice a white Mercedes, the trunk of
which has a sleeping beauty surrounded

C4.

I hit my mark and give you the key to
the trunk.

If not, that's your choice, really.

The Goldrick or Layla?

The girl or the career?

How do I know you don't kill her anyway?

You don't.

You

know

what, Claude?

I think you're bluffing.

You're not going to kill her.

Quiet, please.

Layla! Because you love her.

And I don't blame you.

Well, take care of her.

I got it, folks. I got it.

I can't see him.

Yeah, it sucks, doesn't it?

Hey, you remember that song she blinded
me with science?

Yeah, well, science blinded me, then
helped return my sight a month later.

That song works on all new levels for me
now.

So what do you see?

The sun's hanging pretty low over the
horizon.

There's a smattering of clouds passing
by.

The tide is low, too.

Lapping up on the rocks just enough to
tickle the pause of... That dog being

walked by its little owner.

Okay, that's amazing. How do you do
that?

Practice.

Your turn.

Describe it.

Yeah, but I can see it, you know.

Well, then what's under the water?

Well, uh... Tide.

It's low, so right near the shore
there's some rock and some sea glass.

A little further out you start to see
some fish.

An old Chinese proverb said, it's better
to light a candle than curse the

darkness.

You know, in other words, deal with your
situation, your troubles, your gland in

the brain.

It's good advice.

But after meeting Layla, I kept
wondering, what's wrong with the