All language subtitles for Stitchers.S01E11.When.Darkness.Falls.1080p.WEB-DL.DD5.1.H.264

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Maggie:
In los angeles, lives a girl
named kirsten clark.

Kirsten has a very
particular gift.

Cameron:
That gift is more of a curse.
Kirsten has no sense of time.

Are those brains?

Camille:
Or humor. Basically,
the worst roommate ever.

Linus:
Because of her condition,
kirsten lives in a state

Of perpetual deja vu.

Maggie:
One day, kirsten met a woman
named maggie,

Who recruited her for
a secret government program.

We do something there
called stitching.

We take a living consciousness
and shove it into someone
else's brain.

Linus:
A dead someone else's
dead brain.

Cameron:
Once inside,
we hack the person's memories

To learn how he or she died,

-And it's always
pretty horrible.
-(screaming)

Maggie:
We give the dead
back their voice,

And in the process, we solve
some very serious crimes.

Kirsten's the perfect stitcher.

Cameron:
But she's got a ton of dark
secrets from her own past,

Many of which
even she doesn't know.

Linus:
Which is actually
kind of ironic...

Camille:
Because for a girl who lives
in the memories of the dead...

Cameron:
Kirsten sure has a lot
of ghosts.

(wolf howling)

Camille?

New boyfriend, camille?
Nice try.

Unbelievable.

I thought plunging you
into total darkness would
put you over the top this time.

I told you.
I don't do scared.

-You let me down, zed.
-(beeps)

(powers down)

(sighs)

I can't wait till this
place gets back to normal.

You mean boring. Seriously,
you investigate murders

By poking around the memories
of dead people.

How can you not
love Halloween?

That reminds me. I'm hungry.

You're gonna be the life
of my Halloween party.

At least you invited me
this year.

I didn't like you
last year.

(knock on door)

What? Not me.

(cackling)

Huh? What do you think?

Dead on. Am I right?

You're two days early.

I'm just trying stuff out.

A cow? Really?

These babies work.

-Give 'em a yank.
-Now, that's scary.

You will find another place
for your party.

Well, you know, I was
actually kind of thinking--

No, you can't use our house.

Yeah, you're right.
It's too small.

It's not scary enough,
even with you in it.

Who left this
in the break room?

-That would be me.
-Breakfast of champions?

-Hardly.
-What do you have against corn?

Corn on the cob? Nothing.
Corn tortillas? Bring it.

Popcorn, corn chowder, corn
muffins? I'm all over that.

But pretend corn
trying to be corn? Pass.

Read the first ingredient.

-"corn syrup."
-thank you.

-So, what are you going to do?
-I don't know.

Camille lost the venue
for her big Halloween
bash tomorrow night.

"nightmare on camille street"?

Yeah, you know the big spooky
house I always use on coronado?

Well, it's being torn
down to make way for,
ironically, a mortuary.

-(alarm blaring)
-speaking of irony,
a new sample.

Devon landry. Age 20.
A student at archer university.

He was found hanging
from a tree near his home.
Suicide.

-He left behind a note saying
he was sorry for what he did.
-Which was?

We think that he's connected
to the disappearance
of kelli marino.

She was a student
at archer university

And worked at a diner
near campus.

Went missing two days ago.

Oh, I saw that
on the news.

She and devon shared
several classes together,

And given his remorseful
suicide note--

-He may have abducted her?
-Or worse.

Maggie:
The police have already
searched devon's house.

He's been living alone
since his parents died
a few years ago.

Because that's
not creepy at all.

We need to find out
if he is responsible
for kelli's disappearance,

And with any luck,
where we can find her, alive.

Missing girl,
possibly murdered.

Happy Halloween.

(theme music playing)

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Lights to 20%. I need a go,
no-go for stitch neurosync.

-Life-sci?
-Go.

-Sub-bio?
-Go.

-Engineering?
-Go!

-Communications?
-Go.

-Medical?
-Go.

Com check.
One, two. One, two.

-Can you hear me, scream queen?
-Ready.

Okay, then.
Induce stitch neurosync
on my mark.

In three, two, one--
here's johnny!

And mark.

I'm at a diner.

Devon's watching kelli.

Just watching her?

Would you like anything else?

No, no, I'm good.

Just get me when you're ready.

Hey, that, uh,
that lab test

The other day
was pretty hard, huh?

I think he likes her,
but he's kind of
awkward around her.

Cameron, you can relate to that.

(mock laughs)

-We're in the same class.
-Oh, we are?

-Yeah.
-Yeah, that lab was killer.

Yeah, I...
(clears throat)

Oh, here.

Okay, then.

-Have a nice day.
-Yeah, you too.

I'm not sure where I am now,

But devon's with a dead body.

Oh, god!

Is it kelli?

I don't know.
I'm someplace else.

I-- I think
it's devon's bedroom.

Why do you do bad things?

He's talking to himself.

You need to stop.

Just leave her alone.

I'm ping ponging
all over the place.

I'm back at the diner.

Kelli's locking up.

-Devon's watching her again.
-Is there anyone else around?

-Any witnesses?
-No.

Don't you try and stop me!

(screaming)

I'm bouncing!

You still had time.
Why did you bounce?

Devon looked at me
and talked to me.

Wait a second.

That dead guy talked
to you, in his memory?

Yeah, yeah, he said
that I shouldn't try
to stop him.

And then, he grabbed kelli.

Everyone who's freaked out,
say "me." me!

It was a phantasmic memory
anomaly.

Yes, it's a pma.
Of course.

Now, in "human," please.

A phantom memory.
A distortion.

What you saw
didn't really happen.

He was thinking that thought,
and then, in his mind,

It got encoded as a direct
comment to himself.

-Cameron: But it appears
as if you saw him.
-Maybe.

Okay, focus, people.
You said that he grabbed her.

Could you tell if he killed her?

(sighs)
no.

-The body you saw in the room?
-I don't know if it was kelli's.

I couldn't even tell
where it was.

-Devon's house?
-The police were all over that.
They didn't find anything.

Well,
maybe they missed something.

I'll call fisher
and get a copy of the report
from the first responders.

In the meantime,
go check it out.

-Linus: Wow!
-Holy crapenstein.

Cameron:
Talk about your good,
old-fashioned nightmare fuel.

Talk about the perfect place
for my Halloween party.

Oh, seriously?
We have a job to do.

As do I. Look,
according to public records,

The place is completely paid off
and freshly ownerless.

As soon as devon's death
becomes public,

The whole kit and kaboodle
will be grabbed up by the state.

-Okay, so?
-So, it's available.

Cameron: A girl is missing.
You can't throw a party where
her kidnapper lived.

-Because?
-Because it's wrong
on every level.

I think there's a gray area
where it's a wee bit right.

Does anything you see
out here, match what
you saw in the stitch?

No.

Um, there's someone
in the house.

I didn't see anything.

I did.

Hello?

Did it strike anyone else as odd
that the door was unlocked?

Should we be worried?

Answer the second question
first.

Kirsten, the cops already
searched the place.

I saw someone upstairs.

And she's going upstairs.

Bro, this place give
you the creeps?

Yeah, it would creep me out
even if it wasn't the domain

Of a kidnapper
and possible killer.

Hello?

Hello?

Okay, the punch bowl goes there.
Zed the zombie's
out there...

Still wrong.
We'll check the basement.

-For what?
-Bodies.

Why don't you go
check out the basement?

Yeah, why don't you go check out
what is probably the most
awful basement in the universe?

I would,

But I've gotta go upstairs.

This is so perfect.

I thought I saw someone.

-It was just the curtain.
-Yeah, I guess.

You coming?

Do you feel that?

Feel what?

Like a... Presence.

Wh-what kind of presence?

The watching kind.

So, I checked downstairs.

There was nobody there.
Get it? "no body."

Come on, these are
the jokes, people.

No one's up here.

So, the house is empty.

She doesn't look convinced.

She feels a presence.

I thought you
don't do scared.

I don't.
I'm doing intrigued.

And on that note...

I don't get it.
Devon's online profile.
He doesn't seem like a killer.

He did well in school.
He never got in trouble.

He kept to himself,
doesn't have many friends.

Sounds like a leggy blonde
I know. Care for
an "eye d'oeuvre"?

-Eye d'oeuvre?
-Yeah, they're for the party.

It's mozzarella,
a little black olive,

And a touch of food coloring
for that creepy, bloodshot look.

Are you seriously going
ahead with the party?

Uh, funny story.
I may have accidentally

Told a couple of people
about finding devon's house,

And then, one of them

May have group chatted
the address.

Come on, it'll be fine.
It's just one night.

And besides, the whole place
is in limbo until the state
claims it.

What's the worst
that could happen?

Hi, linus. Did you know
that camille's going
ahead with the party?

Yeah. We're actually heading
out right now to pick up some
more Halloween decorations.

I know a guy
who owns a prop house.

He's letting us borrow a coffin.

Are you seriously
going along with this?

-Look, I know the whole
house thing's a little weird,
-yeah.

But it is a party, right?

-Are these eye d'oeuvres?
-Mm-hmm.

Mmm. Mmm. You got nachos?

I only have eyes for you.

Anyways, we should get going.
My friend said he'll
kill me if we're late.

Well, if he does,
we can break in that coffin.
Later, roomie.

See ya.

-(wind rushing)
-(thunder crashing)

(creaking)

(gasps)

Who's there?

(clattering)

(panting)

-(cat screeches)
-(screams)

(knocking on door)

I know you have no concept
of time, but do you have
any idea what time it is?

Devon was at my house.

-Kirsten...
-No, I'm serious.

He was outside,
he staring at me,

And then, he was gone
like a ghost.

A ghost?

I know. I know.
It's ridiculous.
Devon's dead.

Have you got any
chocolate hazelnut spread?

Excuse me?

Chocolate hazelnut spread.
It calms me down.

There's a tidbit of information
I never knew about you.

Look, I know there's
no such thing as ghosts, but--

Well, for you,
there are, kind of.

When you're in someone's memory,
you're basically looking
at images that linger.

But I wasn't in the stitch.
I was at home.

Things have a way of sticking
to your subconscious.

Milk.

That calm you down, too?

No. Goes with the chocolate.

Here.

I'll get you a--

Glass. Should I be
worried about you?

No. No, I'm fine.

I just need to sleep.

Enjoy the couch.
I'll see you in the morning.

All right,
let's get this over with.

Aren't you going to call
a go, no-go for the stitch?

Uh, cameron, something's wrong.

Cameron.

We're losing water.

Camille, linus!

Guys, do you see
what's happening?

What's going on? Guys.

(panting)

(gasping)

(screams)
cameron!

(screams)
cameron!

Stop the stitch!
Cameron!

No!

No!

Cameron!

Cameron, stop the stitch!
Cameron!

(screaming)

Oh, god.

Cameron, stop the stitch!

-(thunder clap)
-(panting)

(gasps)

Oh!

He's out there.
He's out there.

-Who?
-Devon. Look. Look. Come on.

Devon's out there. Don't.

-No one's out here.
-He was. I just saw him.

Okay, how about we put the knife
away, jason?

I just saw him.

Kirsten, this is just
work-induced stress.

But why this case?

Everyone has got their limits.

No, no, I don't.

Okay, just give me...
Hand me the knife.

Okay.
Oh, my god, you're shaking.

Okay, just take some
deep breaths. Try to relax.

-Okay.
-You don't do scared,
remember?

-Okay.
-Okay, you're safe.

You're safe. Devon's dead.
Nothing is going to happen
to you.

So, what do you say you go back
to bed and get some sleep?

-Okay.
-Okay.

Okay, you all good?

Okay, I'll see you
in the morning.

Wait.

Stay with me?

Sure.

(cell phone rings)

Hey, fisher.

Just heard devon landry worked
as a temp at archer's
med school

In the cadaver lab.

That's what I get to wake up to?

I'm sorry. Good morning!
Sleep well?

Devon landry worked as a temp
in the cadaver lab.

Much better. It could be why
kirsten saw a body
in the stitch.

Maybe she'll connect
with something that'll lead
us to kelli.

See if you can find kirsten
and meet me there.

Yeah, I'll see if
I can find her.

You okay?

She's a little rattled
by this case.

No, I'm not.
I didn't sleep well last night.

-You snore.
-No, I don't.

Are you guys...?

(laughs)
you know what? T.M.I.

-We're not.
-Let's just do this.

-Look familiar?
-Yeah, this kind of does.

-You may want to look away.
-Seriously?

He's right. You don't know
what's under here.

I work with the dead
every single day.

Don't say we didn't warn you.

Holy crapenstein.

Ugh. His organs are missing.

Yeah, that's what happens
with medical school cadavers.

-You okay, boys?
-Yup, fine.

Clearly, it isn't kelli.

Wait. Wait. What's that?

What?

Oh, no, please don't.

-Ugh.
-Tonight, it's my turn
to have the nightmares.

It's kelli's phone.
I saw it in the stitch.

So, he placed it there
for someone to find,
and then, offs himself? Why?

We're not dealing
with a rational person.

(gasps) oh, my god.

Talk to me, people.
I need to know where kelli is

And if she's still alive.
Where are linus and camille?

Sorry. I'm sorry. Zed's rotator
cuff was all jammed up,

And then, there was
linus' driving.

Zed?

We'll explain later.
And there's nothing
wrong with my driving.

Yeah, anyway, while linus was
busy driving like my
grandmother,

I ran the photogrammetry
on the picture.

-Kelli is in--
-a small room
with cement walls.

-Yes, but did you notice--
-the walls are covered
with plastic. Yeah, we did.

-No windows and the seams are--
-sealed, so they're airtight.

Let me talk.
Thank you so much.

Based on kelli and devon's
height and weight

And per the visibility
and spectral analysis I ran,

Kelli is in a space
that is 7 by 8 by 10 feet.

-When was the selfie taken?
-Her phone said 6:13 a.M.,
two days ago.

So, she's been sealed
for 54 hours and 47 minutes.

So, doing the math,
if kelli is still alive,

Carbon dioxide will
kill her in approximately...

124 minutes.

Kelli doesn't have much time.
Where was that picture taken?

The geotag location function
on her phone was disabled.
It could have been anywhere.

-Could it have been
in australia?
-What?

Of course not.
What's your point?

My point is that
it can't be anywhere.

It has to be somewhere within
certain geographic parameters.

Did you guys know
that the term "selfie"
was invented by an australian?

And did you know that the term
"who cares?" was invented to
describe this conversation?

Quiet. Time of death
on devon was 9:00 a.M.

That's 2 hours and 47 minutes

After he took
the selfie with kelli.

We know he went
to a cadaver lab

Because he left
her phone in a cadaver.

Okay, so let's say he spent
no more than ten minutes
at the morgue,

And it takes
another ten minutes

To get to and from
the office in his car.

How close is the lab
to his house?

At that time of day,
the drive home
took devon 33 minutes.

Let's give him
another six minutes
to write the suicide letter,

Twenty minutes to rig the ropes
and find just the right tree.

That leaves 88 minutes
of devon's time
unaccounted for,

Which means kelli is no
further than that in any
direction from his house.

We don't have time
to run a grid search.

But we do have time
to stitch.

-We need to talk.
-No, we need to stitch, now.

That's what we need
to talk about.

Are you sure that you're
emotionally ready for this?

Cameron told you
I'm seeing things.

Devon's ghost, to be exact.

Tell the whole world,
why don't you?

-Linus?
-There's 97 minutes of air left.

So, we can talk or we can
save kelli. Your call.

Cameron, let 'er rip.

-Com check, kirsten.
-I'm with you.

Okay, kelli. Come out,
come out, wherever you are.

Induce stitch neurosync
on my mark,

In three, two, one, mark.

(speaking slowly)
I'm in devon's house.

He hears something downstairs.

I'm in the basement.

What's devon doing?

I don't see him.

-I see him now.
-(muffled screaming)

I can hear kelli screaming,
but I don't know where she...

You're next.

I'm bouncing.

Call fisher.
Kelli's in the basement.

Help me. She's behind here.

Kirsten: Kelli.

-Is she...?
-Still breathing.

Kelli, wake up.

Kelli, wake up.

-Okay.
-Please stay with us.

Kelli, please, open your eyes,
open your eyes.

Open your eyes.

Kelli, kelli.

-(coughs)
-it's okay.
We're here to save you.

It's okay.

Who are you?

I'm kirsten.
You're safe now.

-(crying)
-it's okay.

It's okay. You're safe now.

Okay.

Kelli's dehydrated.
A couple minor scrapes
and bruises,

But she's going to be okay.

Physically.

Victim services is gonna
meet her at the hospital.

Do you need our statements about
devon landry kidnapping her?

Uh, let's keep you guys
off the grid.

If it weren't for you,
she would've died.
You saved her life.

It's basically what
we do for a living.

Well done.

Maybe now that we've put
devon's ghost to bed,

You can get a decent
night's sleep.

Yeah.

-Well, I guess we
should all go home.
-Camille: Why?

It is Halloween.

(makes ghostly noise)

Come on.
I got stuff to do. Let's go.

(groaning)

(dance music playing)

How did you pull this off
in one day?

I know people, baby.
I just made a few calls.

This party is epic.

Yeah, and also
highly inappropriate.

Oh, shut up and drink
your morgue-arita already.

Everyone is having a blast.

Did you guys know that Halloween
started as a gaelic celebration

At the end
of the harvest season?

No one likes a know-it-all,
linus. What are you
even supposed to be?

I'm an intergalactic
rock star.

-It looks like your mother
did your make-up.
-Your point?

Anyway, Halloween is about
a lot of things,

But tonight, it's about not
letting your fears get to you.

Scantily-clad vampire space
princess is right.

It's just
"vampire space princess."

Let's make some magic happen
at this party.

Ah!

Oh, my god.
A pregnant zombie!
That is so oddly intriguing.

Let's go get our picture
with her.

You've got pixie dust on you.

-And in my eye. Great.
-Wait. I...

(blows)

You look like an angel.

You look like a hero.

No, but, seriously,
thank you for helping me
through the last couple of days.

Well, that's what heroes do.
Then again, you would know.

Kelli is alive
because of you.

-Because of us.
-Okay, fine.

We should start
a crime-fighting team.

Excellent idea.

Okay, well, what should
our superhero names be?

You could be captain big hair.

Really?

Making the world safe
for mousses and gels,

It's captain big hair!

Okay, fine.
You can be deathstare.

Deathstare? Seriously? Like,
that's my superhero name?

There it is.

You, um...
You wanna dance?

Sure.

Just let me
get the pixie dust
out of my eyes.

But the line for
the bathroom's nuts.

Yeah, I think I saw
one upstairs.

I'll be waiting
for that dance.

Hello?

Why do you do bad things?

Where's the mirror?

(glass cracks)

(gasps)

Get off of me! Let go!

Why are you here?
Why did you bring these
people to my house?

Don't you try and stop me.

Why do you do bad things?

You're my ghost.

No, I'm your nightmare.

Cameron! Cameron!

Where's kirsten already?
I got her a monster mash-tini.

-Seriously, who comes up
with these names?
-I do.

Space princess doesn't think
I have Halloween spirit.

The space princess doesn't
like the space rock star.

Okay, I'm a space princess,
but I have fangs.

You're not scary.
Neither of you are
embracing the essence

Of what makes
Halloween so awesome.

There's an evil twin upstairs
in a secret room!

(music stops)

Ha! That's what
I'm talking about!

-(music resumes)
-(people cheer)

No, I'm not kidding.

-Devon has a twin brother.
He's here.
-What?

He's the one that kidnapped
kelli and killed devon.

We have to clear everybody out.
Clear everyone out right now.
Right now.

Excuse me. Excuse me.
Everybody out! The party's over.

Seriously, party's over!

Oh, for the love of--
excuse me.

You guys, stephen king's outside
and he's signing autographs!

Go ahead. Don't miss it.

We'll see you next year.
It was fantastic.

-Okay, fisher's on his way.
-Okay, good.

-Where's camille?
-I didn't see her leave.

Me neither.

-Damn it.
-Camille?

-Camille!
-(camille shouting)

Cameron: Kirsten, wait!

Camille!

Phones!

(camille screaming)

This wasn't here before.

Kirsten!

-Cameron: Kirsten!
-(gasps)

-Where is he?
-He said he was
looking for you.

Cameron: Kirsten!

I said I was going to get her,
not go look for her.

Okay, the police are coming.

Just let us go.

-Come on!
-I'm trying!

No, pull up!

-Cameron: Kirsten!
-You know,
they can't get in here.

You don't have to do this.

This isn't my fault.

It's devon.
It's always been devon.

Everybody's favorite.

Is that why you killed him?

He wanted me to let her go.

Kelli?

Yeah.

He liked her.

I had to get her away
from him.

Push it up!

-Kirsten, we're coming!
-Camille!

You know,
when I'm through with you,

Your boyfriend's next.

It was you, wasn't it?
It was you outside my window,

And you in the hallway,
not devon. You followed me.

Yeah,

There's something
different about you.

There's something not right.

I swear, he didn't
get that from me.

Quiet. No, you're right.

You're right.
There is something
off about me.

I'm just like you.

No, see, you're not like me.

Okay? Nobody is.

I know. It's not easy
being different.

Trust me, I know.

When you're different,

People, they look
at you strange, right?

People treat you
like you're a freak.

That's what happened to me
when I was a kid.

No one wanted
to be around me,
not even my parents.

Devon was supposed
to be with me.

Then, he went off with her.

I know. He deserved
to be punished.

They both did,
because devon,
he betrayed you.

Right? I get that.

I do. I don't know
what I would have done

If I had a twin that everybody
thought was special and good.

The twin that got
to be out in the sun

While I was kept hidden away.

I get you, I get you,

Because I am just like you...

In every way except one.

I am nothing like you.

Holy crapenstein.

Well, the good news is you
weren't seeing a ghost.

Kirsten: Yeah, bad news?

We need to get some sort of
twin alert in the stitch lab.

A phantasmic memory
anomaly? Really?

Sounds better than
"evil twin."

Or not.

His name's gavin.
And I don't know how,

But his existence was
completely off the record.

Some parents don't deal well
with different.

Yeah, real different.

At least we cleared
devon's name.
It's all good now.

Actually, it's not.

Trespassing,
breaking and entering,

All for a Halloween party.

An epic Halloween party.

Thank you,
weird space alien rocker?

Thank you. See?

Are you gonna arrest us?

Only if you don't
invite me next year.

Oh!

Later.

Well, this was definitely
the scariest Halloween ever.

I told you,
I don't do scared.

(groaning)

(shrieks)

(theme music playing)

¶ take me inside ¶