All language subtitles for The.Boroughs.S01E06

What the hell do you want with us?!

We didn't do anything!

Shh.

What'll it be, Wally?

Wally.

-You have five minutes.
-Okay.

Okay.

-Where have you been?
-What the fuck is going on?

Hey, everybody. Please shut up.

-We've been offered a deal.
-A deal?

-Yes.
-With people who tried to have me killed?

They insist Hank went rogue.

Well, as long as they insist.

What's this deal say
about us getting out of here?

The deal says
that we get to go back to our lives

in exchange for, um,
complying with certain conditions.

What conditions?

Well, first and foremost,
we have to give up the monster hunt.

Uh, second, we agree to never say a word
about what we discovered to any soul.

No family, no friends, not anyone,

because they are listening and watching.

Third, at least for the time being,
we can't leave The Boroughs.

Anyone who breaks these conditions

will end up back here at The Manor…

for good.

What aren't you telling us?

The last condition
is I go to work for them.

-Doing what?
-What?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Apparently, somebody was impressed
with the bait that we created.

So we go back to our lives,

pretending that monsters

aren't sucking
our brain juices in our sleep?

Hey, I've been assured that if we comply,
we'll be removed from the rotation.

The rotation?

What about the rest of our neighbors?

Um…

Oh, no deal.

I'm with Sam.

Wally, you are not going to work
for these leeches.

I took the deal.

Why?

Because look around.

We lost.

The more we learn about The Boroughs,
the less anybody's gonna believe us.

The tragedy is
we were just senile enough to think

we could stop them.

Come on. Be honest.

We're too old.

They're too powerful.

Take the deal.

Play pickleball. Take a class.

Share a good meal.

Enjoy the rest of your lives.

Take the deal.

If you don't, the only sky you're ever
gonna see for the rest of your lives

is the one painted on these walls.

Fuckers.

I'm CEO Blaine Shaw,

and my grandfather
founded this little slice of heaven

way back in 1950.

Fuckers.

…healthy and happy has been
the family business for almost 75 years.

So kick back and enjoy.

I promise you'll have
the time of your life.

There's always…

Fuckers!

They're still blocking our Internet.

What did you expect?

It's only been three days.

Snood works.

Who plays Snood anymore?

I do.

Hey, wanna go for that walk today?

I can't today.

Oh, you have something to do?

What is there to do?

We gotta do something.

Well, you go ahead and do whatever.

I'm gonna be eating cheese
and smoking weed!

Wally.

Hey, Wally.

It is good to see you, buddy.

First day.

Very exciting.

So… you're… one of them?

You make it sound so ominous.

What am I doing here?

You'll see.

I don't mind Ozempic face.

It's the Ozempic poops that bother me.

You're pooping?

Lucky girl.

I haven't gone to the bathroom
since I started taking it last year.

Is everything okay, Renee?

Yeah, I just didn't sleep well.

Oh, you should get a white noise machine.

My granddaughter got me one.

Changed my nighttimes.

What's gotten into her?

Paz. Paz. Paz.

I'm so happy to see you.

I didn't hear from you.
I thought they found out.

-Everything okay, Paz?
-All good, Maddie.

I'll make sure the main office
files that report, Ms. Joyce.

-Right.
-Have yourself a good day.

Thank you, officer.

Oh, Wally.

Welcome. Come in.

Come in. Don't worry. We don't bite.

So, what do you think of your new lab?

Of my lab?

Well, yours and Dr. Mansour's here.

What am I supposed to do with this?

First things first,
you gotta meet the team.

Everyone, say hello to Wally.

Hello.

You know, after everything
you've been through, I…

I can only imagine
what you must think of us.

Nothing good.

Fair enough.

But I think

you'll come to find
that we're not so bad as all that.

In fact, Phyllis here went to the trouble
of putting together this little spread

in honor of your first day.

And she made the cupcakes herself.

And she puts a little lavender in there.

I dare you to try just one.

-Wally, they'll change your life.
-I'll pass, thank you.

Well, if cupcakes aren't your thing…

…here's sweeter stuff.

Is…

Is that the…?

-Yes.
-The…

Oh.

Well… I'm…

Will it cure my cancer?

Of course.

You're in the clover now, pal.

Stick with us,
you'll never age another day.

You're gonna feel
like a million bucks, forever.

So long as you drink.

I can't.

Don't be a drag, Wally.

Wally.

Wally.

Wally. Wally.

Wally. Wally.

Hey!

Hey!

There he is.

Welcome to the winning team, Wally.

Drink up, everyone.

Come through my oven again,
you're getting zapped.

Oh.

Sam!

Sam--

Please help.

Sam, can you help?

-Where am I?
-Lilly.

-Sam, where am I?
-Please!

-Sam.
-Oh, come take my hand

Sam.

I'm sorry.

No!

-Sam.
-I'm good. I will be good.

-What do you want?
-Sam!

Sam, help!

No! Stop!

Enough! Enough!

Sam!

You all right?

What?

Are you all right?

No.

Want a hit?

Not sure that would do any good.

Yeah, probably not.

Mmm.

But what would?

I'm afraid I'm losing my mind.

"Insanity is the only sane reaction
to an insane society."

And shit is crazy as hell around here.

I can't live like this.

What choice have you got?

They've got us tagged like animals,
and they're watching every exit.

They're not watching the desert.

They're evil, but they ain't dumb.

That's 20 miles to the nearest anything.

A trip like that at our age
is certain death.

It's better than The Manor.

Don't go out into that desert, Sam.

I just need to make it to the diner,
call Claire,

get some help.

I can come back here with the cavalry
and burn this fucking place to the ground.

Or you could try golf.

There's a certain satisfaction

with whacking that white ball
all over the fucking place.

Yeah, Jack suggested the same thing.

Yeah.

Hey, look, man.

It is what it is, you know?

Make peace with it best you can.

Would you like to ride
In my beautiful balloon

How'd you like to glide…

Trippy, right?

Oh, excuse me.

-The light show, I mean.
-Oh.

Fair warning, it fades the more you drink,
so enjoy it while you can.

-Oh.
-I wish I had.

-Ernest.
-Oh, hi.

Sorry. Wally.

Nice to have a new face here.

It's gotta be 20 years
since someone joined,

something like that.

How old are you?

I'm 62.

Hey, me too! Birthday buddies.

Hey, do you like pickleball?

Uh, pickleball?

Yeah, pickleball.

I know it's the hot thing right now,

but I've been playing since '86.

I'm getting pretty good.

So, um…

what do you do here, Ernest Neeman?

I used to be head of IT.

Most of the infrastructure in this place
was built in the '50s,

so it's all falling apart.

Scar, one of the kids,
he actually escaped a few weeks back.

That sucked.

-But now, I'm the new head of security.
-Oh.

You know, seeing as how your friends
chucked Hank over a cliff.

Uh, "kids"?

What we call the spider ghoulie thing
you killed down in the tunnel.

Why call them "kids"?

'Cause every mother's got kids.

-Hey, Ernest.
-Yeah?

Help Kayleigh box things up?

Yeah. You got it, Mr. Shaw.

Having fun?

What the hell am I doing here?

Well, your job is
to save a very special patient.

Dr. Mansour has been doing
the best he can,

but unfortunately, his best
isn't good enough anymore.

He needs your help.

We need your help.

And if you fail, we're all dead.

But… I promise, you and your friends

will die first.

Mmm.

Perhaps I should meet this patient.

Good idea.

Wally,

meet… Mother.

Isn't she beautiful?

Please leave a message for…

-Sam Cooper.
-…at the beep.

Hey, Dad. It's me again.

Please call me.

I don't wanna pop in.

Nobody likes a pop-in.

Whoa.

What you doing?

I am fixing Ella's hoverboard.

Right.

What… What are you… What are you doing?

I'm wrestling with a conundrum.

See, my wife is a genius.

Hot and smart.
That must be so hard on you.

You have no idea.

She designs planes for a living.

Yeah, she spits in the face of gravity
every single day.

She makes the impossible possible.

She's an engineer, just like her dad.

She's tough, also just like her dad,

but that…

that toughness makes it
sort of hard for her to…

show any weakness.

So when faced with the impossible,

she does have a hard time asking for help.

And what if she was able to ask for help?

What would you tell her?

Well…

I would tell her

that some things can't be fixed.

Only felt.

And I know
she's gonna make the right choice…

…no matter how impossible it feels,

because as much as she doesn't like
to say it, she loves her family.

Another thing she got from her old man.

You're so lame.

I know.

But damn, I'm handsome.

Well, I'm gonna make my wife
some mac and cheese.

Because I have this sneaking suspicion
she has not eaten anything all day.

What'll it be,
squiggly noodles or bow ties?

Squiggly things.

-Hey.
-No!

Oh God, Paz, I'm so sorry.

-I can't breathe.
-I didn't know it was… God.

Don't go creepin' up on women.

You took the air out of me.

You're fine. You're fine.

-I missed you.
-I missed you too.

But we can't be seen together.

These people are dangerous,
but I've got a plan to get you all out.

The 75th anniversary is this weekend.

The town will be full of guests.
Security will be thin.

Our best shot at a getaway.

Okay, so I'll tell everybody,
get them on board, and we'll be ready.

Your house, phone, cars are bugged,

but you should be safe enough
talking outside.

Even they can't surveil the whole town.

Here, take this.

I set it to a frequency they never use.

I've got the other,

but we should keep chatter
to a minimum just in case.

Okay, over and out.

"Copy that." "Over and out"
is when you're done talking.

-You are so cute when you're patronizing.
-I know, right?

Oh, shit.

Great, now the house is on fire.

-Is there a problem, ma'am?
-Like you care.

-Do you require the fire department?
-I don't require anything from you.

Very well, then. Have a great day.

You are really enjoying this, aren't ya?

Thank you for choosing The Boroughs,
where you'll have the time of your life.

You know what? I am.
I'm having the time of my life.

I am having the time of my fucking life!

Time of my life. You know what?

I'm having the time of my life.

Watch me! Here it goes.

Time of my life looks like this!

Here.

You all right?

Okay.

Your primo stash?

Yep, so be careful.

You be careful.

Feeling restless?

Check out any one of
our dozens of classes.

Learn a new skill, make a new friend.

Fancy a bite?

A wide range of delicious culinary options
are being prepared for you right now…

Gotcha.

Play 18 holes on any one
of our three award-winning golf courses.

Or keep healthy
in our brand-new fitness center…

Sayonara, fuckers.

-Welcome home, Ward.
-Oh!

Nice to be home, June.

God, you look fantastic.

Oh, I, oh…

-Thank you.
-Care for a drink?

Don't mind if I do.

So, what do they have you doing?

-I wouldn't know where to start.
-The beginning?

Okay.

In the spring of 1949,
a local miner named Marcus Shaw

found a strange egg
buried deep beneath the ground.

Oh, shit, so we are going way back.

Okay, cool. Lay it on me.

That egg hatched
a creature they call "Mother."

Drinking Mother's blood holds you in time.

You don't age.

You don't get sick.

And you'll never die.

The world can fall around you,
and you just… stay.

So we were right. They are drinking blood.

In little Dixie cups.

How is it?

Like tasting the sun.

But Marcus, who you know as Blaine,

needed a steady stream
of human brain fluid

to keep his creature fed.

Particularly once it started having
kids of its own.

So he and Anneliese founded The Boroughs.

It was the perfect cover.

They locked Mother up in their offices,

and locked her kids away
in tunnels they built underground.

But at night, the kids are let loose
to crawl through the tunnels,

out our ovens,

and into our bedrooms,

where they suck out
brain fluid they feed to Mother.

All so that the Shaws
and all their little friends

can cheat death for one more day.

The worst part is how small it is.

These fools have discovered
the fountain of youth.

They've been given
the gift of infinite time.

Know what they do with it?

Play pickleball
and make lavender cupcakes.

They're dirty-faced children,

squabbling over a toy
they don't understand,

but in the right hands,
that toy could change the world.

Whose hands? Yours?

Why not?

I could end disease as we know it.

AIDS, heart disease.

Prostate cancer.

That's right.

Because I have lost enough.

Friends, patients, lovers.

An entire generation, gone.

But not this time. This time, I win.

This time, I save everybody.

Or you could become a monster too.

Death is the real monster.

Everything else is shadows.

Wally, don't do this.

Paz has a plan to get us out. All of us.

No…

You should go.

I have work tomorrow.

Wally…

Thank you for the drink, Re-Re.

I found some Kit Kats
left over from Halloween.

Do Kit Kats go bad?

Nah.

And, for me,

Camembert.

Mmm!

And they go with my good crackers

with the seeds.

And, for you…

Catch.

Mmm! Mmm.

Remember that burrata
we had at Nayera's wedding?

That shit was amazing.

And we spent weeks
trying different brands.

And we never could find it.

We could try it again.

We certainly have the time.

Yeah, well, maybe.

Where are you going?

To my office.

To do what?

To do my thing.

I thought getting high
and eating string cheese was your thing.

Judy, I'm not doing this.

Oh, come on.

Art, we have banked 44 years, man.

-I can count.
-We have been through it all.

Bullshit!

Spencer's diagnosis,

the Ivyhurst house.

This is different.

I fell in love!

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to.

I broke the rule.

And that's not nothing.

It's not everything.

Art, we are family.

Nothing can change the past.

No, but it certainly has
a hell of an effect on the future.

Does it have to?

It already has.

I'm out, Judy.

Go ahead. Give up.

I'm done, Judy.

You know, I… I went in earnest

on a soul-searching quest
for something more.

Something divine.

Something other.

And all I found
was thousands of dead birds

and some monster in the dark,
trying to kill me,

and a dead man's shirt
in the bottom of your closet.

And the burrata,

it came from fucking Costco.

Just didn't have the heart to tell you.

-Hey, Judy.
-Hey.

I brought your dish.

My dish?

Yeah, from Jack's barbecue.

That's not…

…necessary.

Well, I thought you might need it.

Okay.

Thanks, Renee. You're the best.

All right, see you later.

-Hey.
-Jesus!

You scared the shit out of me.

I was… I was trying to sneak.

Well, good job.

Okay, so what are we doing here?

Well, I figure they aren't gonna bother
surveilling an empty house, right?

-Smart.
-Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Where's Art?

He's not coming.

What about Sam and Wally?

Well, nobody home at Sam's house,
and Wally made a different choice.

So it's just the three of us.

Doing what, exactly?

Well, I have a plan to get you all out.

Actually, I'm changing up the plan.

-You're calling an audible?
-Yes.

Wally says that Blaine and Anneliese
are drinking the blood of a mommy monster,

and that's what's keeping them young.

-The gold shit I saw Hank drink.
-Right.

The missing piece of the puzzle.

Right. So we're going to use
the chaos of the 75th anniversary

to sneak in and kill it.

What? No, we need to get out,
not further in.

But without their golden goose,
Blaine and his cronies, they're dead meat.

This is a bad idea.

Look, if we run, we never stop.

I'd rather fight.

I want to kick some ass.

Stack some bodies.

Stack bodies?

That's right.

So, are you in?

Or not?

-I'm in.
-No shit?

They can't get away with this.

Right.

Yeah… Fuck it. I'm in too.

The Grey Rebellion rises.

-Such as it is.
-Yeah.

Phone?

Hello?

-Claire.
-Dad?

Where are you? Are you okay?

Claire, honey, listen to me.

Honey, listen to me very carefully.

Your life, all our lives,
they're in danger.

-Dad?
-The Boroughs, Blaine…

They're all in on it.

The tunnels.

The monsters.

They're in the ovens, Claire.

What are you talking about?

Listen, you gotta come and get me.

I made my way to the diner on Route 25,
but you can't tell anyone.

No one. You understand?

Okay.

-Okay.
-Yeah. Promise me.

Yeah, I promise.

I'm gonna get on the road.
I'm on my way, okay?

Okay.

-I love you.
-Okay.

Hey, Claire Bear.

What the hell, Dad?

I know, I know.

Are you okay?

How did you get here?

I walked.

Through the desert
in the middle of the night?

Terrible things are happening.

I promise, I'll explain everything.

I will. I'll explain everything.
Soon as we're far away from The Boroughs.

-Dad, we're not--
-Claire, please.

I haven't slept in 24 hours.

And we'll be safe at your house.
Take me home.

Please.

Okay.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

Dad?

-Dad, wake up.
-Mmm?

Oh, are we there?

I love you.

What did you do?

I'm sorry.

-It's okay.
-I didn't know what else to do.

It's all right.

Dad.

It's all right.

I love you, Claire.

Wait.

Hold on. Just wait.

Easy. Easy now.

It's all right. He's safe now.

Don't worry.
We're gonna take good care of him.

You should've seen his face.

He didn't even fight. He was so calm.

It's all right. Come here.

You did it.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry to bother you.

I'm… the neighbor, Sam's friend.

Has something happened?

We had to put Sam in The Manor.

-In The Manor?
-Yeah.

He was wandering in the desert,
rambling about… monsters.

Oh, boy.

Yeah.

Were you guys very, um, close?

Maybe you noticed
some signs of him in distress or…

No. No, nothing.

I'll leave you to your business.
My condolences.

So hear me when I'm sayin'

Smiling faces, smiling faces sometimes

They got Sam.

I could have stopped him, but I didn't.

Let's get our boy.

And then let's do what we gotta do.

Bet.

Beware of the handshake
That hides a snake

Can you dig it?

I'm telling you

Beware

Beware of the pat on the back

It just might hold you back

-Jealousy
-Jealousy

-Misery
-Misery

-Envy
-Envy

I tell you, you can't see behind

Smiling faces

Smiling faces sometimes

Hey, they don't tell the truth

Smiling faces

Smiling faces tell lies

And I got proof

Hey, your enemy won't do you no harm