All language subtitles for 201 - La Prophétie (Dead Right) TV + DVD

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I look into the future, my darlings, and
for you I see something

grotesque. It will sicken and disgust
you.

It's me.

Tonight's tale is a sickening stab at
suspense about a gold digger

who wanted big bucks to buy baubles and
bangles.

Look out, cat.

I see you just might buy the big one.

The

door

is open.

Are you Madam Warner?

Well, I heard you could tell the future.
She heard correctly, didn't she,

Trotsky?

Well, I don't believe in this stuff, but
I thought if it didn't go over my lunch

hour, you know, what the hell. Yes,
darling, what the hell.

The fee is $20.

You pay in advance.

One plus.

So what do you use? Tarot cards?

I have what people call the second type.

I use myself and you.

I read your vibrations.

Sit down.

My what?

Imagine that I am an empty vessel and
your psychic energy, your spirit fills

up. Shall we?

You are a working girl, aren't you?

A secretary.

Wasting your life away. Type, type,
type, type, type.

But that's not the plan, is it?

All your life you have desired to marry
well, to marry for money, but your

chance never came. So you keep working
and hoping to meet Mr. Right.

Or should I say Mr.

Rich? Not bad.

Well, today you lose your job.

Forget it. My boss is out of town.

So there's no way I could get fired. Not
today.

You just made a big mistake.

In this area, I don't even make small
ones. I tell you more.

By the end of today, you have a new job.

You know what?

You're nuts.

At my lunch hour, I was almost up.

I'm out of here.

Thanks for nothing.

Trotsky, get over here.

Trotsky, get over here.

Sally,

Metaborna was a total waste of time. She
was a real quack.

She went into this bizarro act and
thought it up that Clayton was going to

me today.

I told her that asshole's not even in
town.

Actually, Miss Finch, that asshole came
back unexpectedly.

I'm sorry, Mr. Clayton. Now, Miss Finch,
I'm not the kind of thin -skinned boss

who gets upset at being called a nasty
name. I'm not.

However, this time card here indicates
you went to lunch at

12. Yes, sir.

You know we allow only one hour for
lunch here.

Of course, Mr. Clayton, I'm aware of
that. Well, you're fired, Miss Finch.

now 1 .25.

Pack up and get out now.

You are not laid off. You're fired.

I'm not fired. I quit. You keep after it
and you'll never replace me. Oh, no,

you're totally replaced.

We'll probably have to close down.

Where will I ever find another waitress?

Hey, you.

Hey.

What, are you talking to me?

You want a job?

Okay, so you were right. I did get by.
But it was because of your stupid clock.

It's slow.

Well, so it is. But you weren't
unemployed for long, were you, darling?

No, I wasn't.

Every exit is an entrance someplace
else. Right, Trotsky?

There is a new wind blowing for you.

I see a great deal of money coming into
your life someday. Trust me, darling.

But first, I see a man in black.

And you are in white next to him.

It is your wedding.

Can you tell me a little bit more about
the money? I'm sorry, darling.

That man will not be wealthy at the time
of your marriage.

Oh, then forget about it.

He's not going to marry any jerk unless
he's loaded already.

And I'm talking big money. A yacht, a
mansion, furs, diamond rings, mink

Boats and coats.

What about love?

Oh, yeah.

That's important, too. Not for you.

You love money, don't you, Sheffy?

How would I know? I've never had any.

Soon after you are married, your man
will inherit money.

A great deal of money.

It will come to him from someone near
and dear to him.

After he inherits the money, he will
die.

Violently. And I'm going to be a widow.

A rich widow.

You will meet him tonight.

A large man will make his approach.

Kind of generous, Al? Only stupid and
stingy.

Give me two stingers and a scotch
straight up. What do you think these

in here for?

I know. I thought I'd sign up. I said
big tits, not big tipped.

Al, look at this guy who just walked in.

Jesus, he's huge.

Which guy?

Which guy? How can you miss him? He's so
big, he probably has his own zip code.

Oh, you mean the poolside guy.

Not your type, huh?

I don't even think he's a species.

But he's one of our best and brightest,
so bite your tongue and go to work. We

take care of our customers, sweetheart.

Okay, Al.

Yeah.

So what'll it be?

Uh, I'll have a Rob Roy.

Okay.

Is there something else?

Date tonight.

After you get off work.

Yeah, well, no problem on a drink, pal,
but no, I am.

Hey.

Are you playing hard to get?

No.

Try impossible to get.

Hey, Al, one Rob Roy for the tat boy.

Come on, sweetheart.

No, you don't want to go out with me.

But me, you see, I'm the kind of guy, I
just don't take no for an answer.

And how about never?

Like, no way, not for all the money in
the world. The thing is, you moved me,

baby.

Get serious.

Allied Van Lines couldn't move you.

Make a joke.

I know I'm a little overweight.

A little overweight.

And Hitler's a little anti -Semitic.

And I'm now a little bald.

And the Pope's almost at me.

Hey. Come on.

Hey.

What are you doing, baby?

You can't escape what we got.

A special connection between us.

I'm going to get married.

That's to me.

Madame Voyner!

You've got to tell me that that fat,
disgusting creep, he's not the man I'm

going to marry.

You were rude to him, weren't you?

Come on, take it easy. Sit down.

He's a pig.

And his face.

And, oh, God.

Who's the real guy? You've got to tell
me. That is the real guy.

He's the one you will marry, the large
man I told you. I see everything.

He's the one who will inherit the
fortune after you're married.

But listen, I told you shortly after
you're married, he will die a violent

death. I told you that.

But don't worry about it. Have an animal
cracker.

Trotsky swears by them.

Sally, I just don't think I can go
through with it.

Why not? Madam Gorn has been right about
everything else, hasn't she? Yeah, but

this guy is just too good just to look
at, let alone do it with.

Geez, he'd probably smother me.

Come on, would you cheer up?

Marry the guy.

I mean, didn't Gorn say it was going to
be a short marriage?

Yes, my darling.

Soon he inherited the money, then he
died.

By the way.

You say how?

I didn't say nothing.

Maybe he's like a...

Hit by a car, you know, a hit -and -run
driver comes along, smashes him, spreads

him all along the road.

He is so big.

I'm telling you, he's huge.

He would bake like a truck, a big old
Mack truck.

I got there.

I could see him standing at a big old
table full of food, just stuffing his

old back teeth. And then he starts to
choke on a little piece of meat.

And he starts gagging and spewing food.

And his eyes start to pull on each
other. And they're watering him. And his

veins are popping out.

Say, nurse, I think you've got a
patient.

Hey, baby.

What's your pleasure?

Are you busy tonight?

Because I was thinking if you got off
early.

I don't.

Hey, baby, give me a break.

What night ain't you busy?

I'm busy every night.

Yeah. You're too busy for dinner and
dancing.

So, works.

I don't think... I feel that.

Okay.

Okay.

I'll get you a drink. It's a Rob Roy,
right?

Right.

Say, I don't even know your name.

Your date, Mr.

Charlie Marno.

And I'm pleased to meet you.

Kathy.

I love Chinese food.

Except for one thing.

You feel like eating again 20 minutes
later?

I wish you would lie down on my feet.

I'm sorry.

I think you're such a delight to me.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Okay, well, I had a great night.

Yeah, me too.

Okay. Okay.

Can't wait for tomorrow, babe.

Why's that, Charlie?

Because I get better looking every day.

Okay.

What do you think of my new suit?

Well, it's, uh, you.

Yeah. See, I just... I saw it on the
rack, and it just said... Charlie Mano.

You really know me, don't you, babe?

And after only a... a couple of dates.
Why all that?

We are meant for each other.

Okay. Look, I only got... I ain't got
much now.

But I got good prospects and I, um...
I'm crazy about you.

So will you marry me?

That's a big question, Charlie.

I mean, I don't know anything about you.
I know I love you.

But your background, your family, you
know. I mean, what if something were to

happen? There was an emergency.

I mean, there's somebody that could help
us out, you know. Like a brother or an

aunt.

Somebody who's rich.

Rich.

Well, there's just my uncle.

He owns a factory. He's worth a lot. A
lot.

Hey, I'm sure you won't have to.

Yeah, Charlie, I'll marry you.

Do you take this man, Charlie Marno, to
be your lawful wedded husband?

Sickness may help the richer and poorer.

To death do you part.

To death do us part.

Cash!

What's taking you, sweetheart? Come on.

Start without me.

Yeah, well, I may have to.

I don't know how much longer I can hold
out. Come on, baby.

And my heart beats so that I can hardly
speak.

And I seem to find the happiness I seek
when we're out

together dancing cheek to cheek.

Heaven,

I'm in heaven.

And the cares that hung around me
through the week seem to

vanish like a gambler's lucky string
when we're off together

dancing cheek to cheek.

Heaven, I'm in heaven.

And the cares that hung around me
through the week Seem to vanish

like a gambler's lock When we're off
together Oh,

I love to climb a mountain And to reach
the highest peak How are you, Cornfield?

Great, honey. And next? Great, honey.
All right.

I love you.

It's rich, isn't it?

Honey, don't forget my DVDs.

I have

a

headache. Again?

Oh, will you forget that, Astrid? Let me
give you a dose of extra strength.

Charlie, come on. Charlie, come on.

Say, Charlie.

What?

Have you heard from your uncle?

You know, the rich one with the factory.

Nah,

why would I hear from him? He's out west
with his family.

Family? God damn it, Charlie.

Why didn't you tell me he had family?

What's the big deal?

Big deal? Are you nuts?

Are you out of your fucking mind? You
crazy? What's the big deal? It's only my

goddamn fucking future that's off.

I spent three months with this boy
because of you.

It's crazy.

He's not going to inherit any money.

He's a fat, painless pig. That's all
he'll ever be.

The honeymoon is over?

You don't get it, do you?

Look, I'm through with the both of you.

I mean, I'm not wasting any more of my
time or my money. I'm finished. Done.

It's over.

You're just a jerk, a phony.

Stupid. You know what? It's garbage.
Just garbage.

He will inherit the money.

And then he will die.

Werner is right.

Werner is always right.

Adam, no, please, be quiet.

Young lady, congratulations.

For what?

Well, you are the Hudson Automat Chain's
one millionth customer. What is your

name, please?

This is Kathy Marno. What's going on?
This is Marno. Just a moment. I'm

your name on this check here. Mrs.

Kathy Marno.

The Hudson Automat Chain takes great
pleasure in presenting you, our one

millionth customer, with a check for one
million dollars.

Adam Bourne is a dumb bitch.

Over here. What?

It's a thrill to be rich.

You're married. What's your husband want
to say about this cool million?

I can't wait to get home and tell him
all about it. Yes. I want a million

dollars. Yes, you did.

Kathy, is that you?

Yes, it is.

You fat, disgusting slob.

Madam Vorder was wrong.

I got the money and you didn't.

I've had my last dose.

Charlie Marneau.

And thank God. What are you talking
about?

I'm talking about you, you creep.

I don't need you anymore.

I'm moving out.

No more smelling that stinking sewer you
call a body.

I'm out of here. Thanks for three months
of nausea.

No. No.

Take your goddamn clothes.

I'll never get your putrid odor out of
them anyway.

I got plenty now.

Plenty. Plenty. Plenty.

Plenty. Plenty. Plenty.

Plenty. Plenty. Plenty. Plenty. Plenty.
Plenty. Plenty. Plenty. Plenty.

Plenty.

Do you feel it?

Do you feel it?

I don't feel it, Charlie, and I never
felt it.

Now get your creepy mitts off of me.

Let me tell you.

And you want some advice, Charlie?

Eat a salad once in a while.

And take a bath.

One last thing.

What?

I can't have you.

Nobody can.

I'm not that tired.

What are you doing?

Take it easy.

It's okay.

Put the knife down.

Charlie, put the knife down now.

Okay.

Charlie, put the knife down.

Charlie, put the knife down.

Okay. Yeah.

Charlie.

Charlie.

Nobody can.

If I can't have you, nobody can.

If I can't have you, nobody can.

If I can't have you,

nobody can.

Kathy Finch was a lonely girl who wanted
money and love and found Charlie Marno.

She married him for she heard he would
inherit a fortune and then die.

Well, Charlie Marno did inherit a
fortune from Kathy Finch after he

her. This is Ernie Kepros live at the
state penitentiary where the priest is

given the last rites and Charlie has
eaten his last meal, which we understand

the largest any death row prisoner has
ever had.

They're about to close the blinds.

That was something, a violent end.

For a violent man.

I'm Ernie Kepros.

Live at the state penitentiary where the
priest is given the final rites and

Charlie has eaten his last meal.

The door is open.

Are

you

Madam Warner?

Yes, darling.

I heard you can tell the future.

For a violent man. She heard correctly,
didn't she, Trotsky?

The fee is $20.

Pay in advance.

Poor Javis.

She did buy the big one.

And that Charlie, what a cut -up.

Still, he wasn't sad in the end. You
see, when Charlie got his just desert,

he requested seconds.

And now, I predict the future.

Next week, you'll be in the same time,
same place, same station for

another hideous evil hall of horror.