All language subtitles for 12.Monkeys.S02E04

Previously on 12 Monkeys...

1944. That's where
the Messengers went.

Monkeys are coming for me. The Messengers.
They need me dead.

Primary.

Why?
- We are...

Time.

My herb, they don't work
unless the leaves are red.

Gives you pictures in your
head you can't erase.

Move!
- They're gonna kill him there.

Not before he tells
us everything he knows.

Looks like Crawford was
murdered in his office.

His killers, a man and a
woman, were never found.

We shall meet again.
In the red forest.

We have to go back.
We were there.

The structure of
space-time is collapsing.

The data showed
these anomalies

multiplying in
the time stream.

A paradox?

We've lost their connection.
- Those temporal anomalies...

This is their origin.

Move!

Mr. Ramse.

Katarina Jones.

You spared Mr. Deacon's
life yesterday.

Yeah, I did.

How long is it gonna be before
he tries to execute me again?

Mr. Ramse,

we need your help.

Well, why didn't
you say so?

What do you
need me to do?

You need me to beg for mercy
while you break my fingers?

That's not what...
- How about electrocution?

You could tie a wire
around my one nut!

Mr. Cole is in jeopardy,

and so is Dr. Railly.

What are you
talking about?

What did you do now?

They're both
stuck in the past.

Their tethers were broken, and we
have no way of bringing them back.

We need you to
go back to 1944,

find them and
bring them home safely.

You trust me now?

I trust your relationship
with Mr. Cole

enough to know that
you will help him.

And you are the only
traveler we have now.

It will be dangerous.
This is a much different time.

And a world at war.

And now, the Twelve
Monkeys are there as well

and no doubt
have something to do

with the massive
temporal disturbance.

A paradox.

See, I can send you
back before that event.

Mr. Ramse, you can find them,
you can save their lives,

and you can
bring them back home.

And when you do...

When I do?

I will guarantee
your freedom.

You'll be free to walk
out of here with your son.

New formula.

Hurts a bit more.

Sorry, but it
won't kill you.

Let's say I find them,

how do all three
of us get back here?

Jones is working on that.

You're only sending him back
two days before the paradox.

Is that enough time?

I don't want to give him the
opportunity to simmer back there.

No telling
what he could do.

Why are you sending him back
if you don't trust him?

Because, at the moment, I'm
lacking of a great many things.

And options are among them.

Right.

So, let me
get this straight.

You want me to place a
classified ad in the paper?

Do it every day,
and we'll find it.

Assuming, of course, that some
aspect of causality still works.

That's gonna help you
snatch us back home, right?

Yeah.

That's not convincing.

It is a theory at the moment,
but it's a good theory.

Still not convincing.

You're afraid about
what I saw out there.

What tore that guy apart.

You have any answers
as to why that's happening?

All right.

I can only fix one of
your mistakes at a time.

Let's get on with it.

1944, here I come.

The target is the Mission
Cross Mental Asylum.

We'll put you as
close as we can

to the 600 block of Oakridge
Terrace, Jersey City.

That's where
we lost the tether.

It's up to you, Mr. Ramse.

Initiate Splinter Sequence!

You can take off the masks.

No virus did this.

Then what did?

Time, Mr. Whitley.

Some catastrophic
event in 1944

disrupted
the fabric of space-time,

causing temporal anomalies
in the here-and-now.

Anomalies?

Pockets of unstable time.

Deadly. Expanding.

If we don't find a solution,
at this type of acceleration

it will consume the world
in a matter of months.

We'll all end up like these
men, ravaged by time.

They left
the facility this morning,

and here they are,

aged hundreds of years.

Why here?

Why now,
at this time?

Is this what broke Cole and
Doctor Railly's tether in 1944?

I don't know.

Einstein, Hawking, Gödel, in all their
theories about time and causality,

they never spoke
of anything like this.

We are in uncharted territory.

Take a look.

The Daughters.

Maybe they know
what's happening.

Possibly.

But I believe the answer lies with Mr.
Cole and Dr. Railly in 1944.

Miss, the Emerson has
a strict dress code.

It's all right.

Morning, sunshine.
You're finally awake.

What's your name?

José.

José Ramse.

Well, Mr. Ramse,
you're one lucky man.

Not many people get hit by a
car and live to tell the tale.

You have
osteoporosis in your arm,

which is kind of strange
for someone so young.

And you heal fast.

Like, unusually fast.

What's today's date?

Friday, September 1st.

Hold on, buster, where do
you think you're going?

It's happening tomorrow.

You have had
a serious accident.

The doctor's scheduled
surgery to set that bone.

No surgery.

You have to stay in bed.

You'll have plenty
of time to recover.

After surgery.

A few days, at least.

No.

I need to speak to James Cole.

He's a guest there.

Mr. Cole?
- Yes.

Telephone.
- For me?

He asked for James Cole.

Hello?

Nothing.

Mr. Ramse, you cannot use this phone.
It's for nurses only.

My apologies, sir.
There was a man on the line.

It sounded urgent.

All right. Thanks, Stanley.

Frankie...

Wait. Wait, no.

Okay, bedtime.

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh...

You need to rest up for
your surgery, Mr. Ramse.

Where you going?
- To get ready.

We have work to finish.

This is madness.

It's growing closer.

We're still at a loss.

A lifetime of study,
and I'm reduced

to fumbling around
in the dark.

We're still being watched.

Where you going?

I need to see her.

Fräulein Jones.

Ms. Goines, I've noticed
you have taken

an interest in what's
happening out there.

Kat, strange things are
afoot at the circle K.

No.

Sit.
- I prefer to stand.

I'm not sure why I'm here other
than the fact that Mr. Cole...

Otter Eyes!

Mr. Cole believes that you are
special somehow, connected to time.

And, well,
these days I'm not.

Do you know what caused
these anomalies out there?

Caused?
That's your problem.

Cause or effect. Chicken, egg.
Beginning, ends...

Not so simple.

No straight lines.

Do you have more to
offer than riddles?

The Monkeys made it,
but the who is not important.

It's the how,
it's the why.

I know how.
They used my machine.

Says the ant.

Excuse me?

A colony of ants
all in a line.

Hundreds, thousands...

But one ant only
knows of three.

The one in front,
the one behind and itself.

Until...

It steps out of line,
then it sees everything.

You're looking wrong.

Looking at what wrong?

Time.

You don't know how it works.

But I can show you.

What's that?

This is an answer.

From the red forest.

These leaves have been altered
by disruption of space and time.

I have no doubt
they bring you visions,

Ms. Goines, but
they'll also bring you death.

Hmm. Have a little faith.

Mr. Cole and Dr. Railly
are lost in time.

This anomaly is
threatening to kill us all.

I don't have the time to break on
through to the other side with you.

Jim Morrison. Primary.

Good day.

Uncle Sam rationing
razor blades now?

I'm going someplace cold.

Like the North Pole?

Who we fighting
there, Shirley?

I found one
of the Messengers.

She's with Crawford.

Shit.

We're too late.

Well, the doctor's on his
way for your procedure.

Good seeing you.

The Messengers made a mistake.
They killed the wrong Crawford.

Tommy and his father
have the same name.

When they figure this out,
they're gonna go after him.

Where is he now?
- Mission Cross Mental Asylum.

Cole?

The Traveler.

You shouldn't be here.

Your cycle is complete.

You're pretty strong
for a little thing.

You know,
the cycle's changed,

right?

I'm looking for James Cole.

Where is he?

Hmm?

You know things haven't
gone according to plan.

The plan does not alter.

When you left
the facility in 2043,

we had some problems.

Some of the others got killed.

Cole and Dr. Railly,
they pursued you here.

I could stop them.

I infiltrated
the enemy. Help me.

Help me stop them.

So that
you can save your son?

Yes.

I have known of your
cycle my whole life.

Your love for
your son is long

and storied
by the Witness.

A child is something
I cannot have.

My cycle ends here.

You have to let me go.

The Witness
asked me personally.

Lies.

The Witness does not ask.

The Traveler.

I found them.
They're on the second floor.

Shit!

Dr. Adler, the newspaper from 1944.
- Hmm?

Have you checked it?
- There was nothing this morning.

Nothing has changed.

Uh, I can check again,
but you're assuming causality.

Dr. Adler, this is the most important
information we could possibly receive.

So what more reason
do you need to check?

Huh? And keep checking
it until you find it!

Am I the only one
who's realizing

what's happening here?

Move.

The very fabric of our
existence is unraveling.

Our best hope and our worst
hope is lost in the past,

and I have no idea what to do.

No!

We know nothing!

You see? Nothing!

Cole!

What on God's green
earth happened here?

Put them in our car.
I need to talk to him.

Knock him out, he's not
gonna tell you anything.

He goes out,
that wakes him up.

Something's wrong.

We should've
splintered by now.

See, right there.

You 'should've splintered.'
What does that mean?

Okay, look.

The reason
we brought you here

is we're in a huge shit
storm because of you two.

So before things get all complicated
with lawyers and judges,

we gotta get this right.

Let's have it, honey.

I'm honey.

She's baby cakes.

You got tangled up
with the wrong guy.

It happens, but he's put
you in a situation here.

A real bad situation.

We were trying to
save those people.

We failed.

I made you for Krauts when
you killed the professor.

He's heavy with the War
Department, all top secret,

but then you went
and killed his son,

blowing up his loony
bin in the process.

We got your
picture at the party.

Lab boys worked
overtime on that,

and we found you at
the center of that blast.

Truth is, locking you up
would be easy.

But I don't think
this is about the war.

Truth is, the first
time I saw this guy,

I knew there was
something out of place.

NYPD, open up!

Hey, brother.
- Ramse.

How are you here?
- Get me out of these.

Jones sent me. Something
wrong with the tether.

Thought you guys
were in trouble.

The paradox.

Let's go home, guys.

Not yet.
- What are you talking about?

We need to find the woman
who killed Crawford's son.

Cole, it's over.
We gotta get back to 2044.

'2044'?

Your country thanks you
for your service, Shirley.

So what's Jones' plan for getting
us back without a tether?

I have to place a
classified ad in the paper,

give her an exact time,
specific location.

She then reads it in 2044.

She thinks that she could
lock onto us that way.

From a 100-year-old newspaper?

It's her plan,
not mine, brother.

What's in this for you?

Just the pure pleasure
of saving your life.

Oh.

So now you're saving people?

All right.
We're not leaving.

Not till we figure out what the
Twelve Monkeys are doing here.

We have nothing to go on.

That woman was either killed in
the paradox or is long gone.

We will never find her.

You want to give up?

Your little friend, she's got
a severe attitude problem.

But she's right this time.

Time to go.

There's some weird
shit happening in 2044.

Where the hell
are you going?

You wanna get home?

I gotta place an ad.

I'm going with you.

I was just starting
to like it here.

Why are you being
such an asshole?

How dare you? I'm trying
to solve the problem.

No, you're not.

You're trying to be right,
so let's try this instead.

Just... Just shut up and listen.
Open your mind.

You are not
just a scientist.

You are an explorer.

You're pushing boundaries.

Inventing the new... You're
not just analyzing the old.

That's what makes
you you, Katarina.

Oh, time is cruel.

Because of that,
you don't know me.

But, boy, I know you,
and you are lost,

and you're scared.

But what does the explorer
do when they're lost?

They go full speed ahead
into the unknown.

You taught me that.

Now
what are you doing?

Ad's already been sent.

Jones should be
able to find us.

Pickup's not till
tomorrow morning.

I'm gonna have myself
a fresh, cold, 1944 beer.

Beer and whiskey, please?
- There you are, sir.

If you want to partake.

You can hate me.

That's fine.

What about Cole?

I, uh...

I'm alive because of him.

You know what, Cassie?

I could say one thing
with absolute certainty.

And what's that, Ramse?

James Cole is loyal.

To a fault.

That's a rare thing.

He beats himself up

for what he
turned you into,

and you want
to hate him for it.

I don't hate him.

Forgive him.

Like he did me.

Like he would for you.

Wait, wait! I don't think
you killed the Crawfords.

And you had a chance to take
me out before, you didn't.

What do you want?

Cole, right?

James Cole, that's your name?
- Right there.

My guy had evidence,
uh, he did some digging.

That necklace
you gave Ms. Thompson?

That design doesn't even come
out until early next year.

And your friend
from the motel, Ramse?

Doctors here have a lot of questions
about his medical conditions.

Like why parts of his body
seem to have aged unevenly.

Yeah, there's that.

And there's that bizarre
explosion at the asylum.

Where the hell
are you from, Cole?

Well, I could answer that.

Say it out loud, you'll think I'm
crazy, or that you're crazy.

But we don't
have time for that.

I think you're a guy who
wants to do the right thing.

There was a woman
brought in here today.

She wants to
destroy the world.

One day, the people
she works for will do that.

If I don't find out why,
I can't stop them.

Let me talk to her.

Right now, I don't know
if you're telling the truth,

or I've just read one
too many H.G. Wells stories.

Well, what's your gut
tell you?

James Cole.

What I was sent to do

is done.

They never imagined
I'd survive the paradox.

But the Father...

He made us too well.

I spent my whole life
preparing to die in 1944.

I never thought
I'd want to stay,

to have a life and a child.

Why did you
kill the Crawfords?

You won't understand.

But he will.

Crawford was Primary.

Why paradox him?
What are you trying to do?

Stop time's
cruel destruction.

Unlock the infinite.

You'll try and stop it,
but you can't.

I cannot kill James Cole.

The Witness has spoken.

The world is ending
out there.

I need an answer.

Something.

A guess at least.

Stay with me.

Where are we?

Not where. When.

Listen.

This is the day
we woke up.

And that smart little monkey
wasn't just a monkey anymore.

It was human.

That's not
how it works.

It didn't happen
just in one day.

We evolved because
we were given time.

And what happens
to time, given time?

Evolution.

Time and man,
we grew up together.

We depend on each other.

Impossible.

Time is older than man,
and infinite.

But in the here
and now, we help it think.

Time needs us.

And some of us
more than others.

Primaries.

Primaries. Living, breathing
gears in time's wristwatch.

We keep it moving,
steady, in sync.

Tick tock,
past, present, future.

But now, if someone
were to destroy us...

Paradox.

Gears break.

Time stops working.

Collapses.

No past.
No present. No future.

Only now.

An infinite now of
death and life together.

No beginning. No end.

All of humanity
unborn and destroyed.

A memory of tomorrow.

I'm not sure there's
anything I can say

to convince my bosses you two
didn't kill all those people.

Oh, that's all right.
I'll take the rap for it.

Be careful. The Bureau
has a long memory.

No FBI where
we're from.

Yeah, so, look,
I want to help.

Maybe, one day.

Almost time.

You're gonna
want to see this.

Katarina, Katarina!

It worked, he did it.

Mr. Ramse placed the ad and gave
us the encrypted coordinates.

Lock into these.

Let's bring them home.

Yeah,
you won't forget it.

H.G. Wells.

Holy shit.

Jones.

We know what the Twelve
Monkeys are doing.

They're trying
to destroy time.

They didn't just
kill Crawford's son,

they brought part
of him back with them.

A knife made from his bones
to create a massive paradox.

They're using
time against itself.

They're destroying
these Primaries

like critical
points in a structure,

bringing it to a collapse.

This doesn't exactly sound
like Stephen Hawking.

Because there is nothing in the
world of scientific theory

to support this.

However, the natural
world is full of firsts.

That's what Jennifer
wanted to show me.

So what now?

There is no way of knowing

how many Primaries must be
destroyed to collapse time.

But if they succeed,
all of history,

all of humanity, will
collapse into itself.

The red forest,

a temporal hell on earth.

What are we gonna do now?

I'm pretty sure your
part in this is over.

I don't think you have any
say in that, darling.

Doc?

Mr. Ramse helped us today.
- Thank you.

Don't thank me.

Don't thank you?

You know what?

You can go live in
hell for all I care.

Your mission
caused all of this.

Your mistakes.

And you were
one of them.

I can't believe you trusted him in 1944.
- You shut up.

The damage that he could...

I was desperate to save
your life, Dr. Railly.

I didn't want to go
back in the first place.

To chase the only lead we had?

Awfully small-minded of you.

You got
a problem with me?

Yes, Ramse.
I have a problem with you.

If it wasn't for him...
- Are you seriously asking me...

You'd be dead.

If it wasn't for him,
you wouldn't be here.

Enough, enough.
- You wouldn't be alive!

This is all your...

Hey! Enough!

Look outside,
they already won.

We need to come together.

Messengers are
destroying time.

We need to figure out
a way to track them down.

But there's no way to
tell where or when...

We find a way.

Just like we always do.

Piece by piece.

Now, look, not all of
us chose to be here.

But we're here now.

We need to bury the past.

It's the only way
to save the future.

Thanks.

It is time, my son.

My journey ends,
but yours begins.

The Army of the Twelve Monkeys
will show you your path.

Have faith that
the Witness has spoken,

and that one day you,

my son,

will set things right.

Six 'O' seven. Ten. Ten.

Witness blood on snow.

1944, the doctor heals.

The voices will stop. Stop.
What is one, six 'O' seven.

Hi. Um...

I'm ready.

I'm ready for
them to stop now.

The voices.

For real this time.

Please, I need them
to stop, okay?

Please.

Okay, what's your name?

Jennifer.

Jennifer Goines.

Okay. Jennifer,
wait right there.

Six 'O' six.