All language subtitles for National Treasure S01E02 x264 RB58-eng

- I'm Paul Finchley.
- Sir, you're a legend.

You don't need to
introduce yourself to anyone here.

I want to make this
as easy as possible for you.

You're accusing me of what? Rebecca
Thornton alleges that you raped her

on the film set of Japes.

They could be fame seekers,
they could be money seekers,

they could have
convinced themselves it's true.

Or it could be true.

Marie, you must listen to me.
I didn't do this.

Have you managed
to stay faithful to Marie?

Where did you go?
I spent the night with somebody.

If I'm guilty,
I'd say I was innocent.

If I'm innocent,
I would say, "I'm innocent."

I don't know what to say.

I believe you.

I am worried about you.

You haven't told me
it's bullshit yet.

I would never hurt you.
You know that.

Seven women now have come forward.

Seven? Christina Farnborough.

She was our baby-sitter.

One attack she says happened
inside your home...

with your daughter upstairs.

One, two, three,

four, five, six.

No, don't run!
I just want to talk to you!

I just want to hear it
from your own mouth, Christina!

Dee! You were my baby...
You were my fucking baby-sitter.

I need to understand...
Dee, my children are in the house.

If you don't go,
I will call the police.

Fucking hell.
I've got kids of my own!

Just, I need to understand.

Well, you must remember!
You know what he was like!

I don't!
I don't remember anything like that.

Why do you just explain it to me?

Fuck off. Fuck off.

Go fuck your mother.

Hello, David.

You're a shit rag,
you're a shit rag.

You're a shit rag too.

The more you swear,
the less they can use.

Pre-watershed anyway.

I thought you said
this was going to die down.

Can I just say again
what a bad idea I think this is?

Well, the way I'd explain it
is that they're being abused

as much as I am.

This is a merry-go-round
and constructed one.

Constructed by who?

Um, not by who, by what. Guilt.

We all gave Jimmy Savile a free pass
and this is the result.

Paul Gambaccini
has described himself

as being used as human fly bait.

But with every Gambaccini,
there are also guilty men -

Rolf Harris, Stuart Hall.

Savile has simply encouraged
the police to catch the abusers.

Yes, but...but why search in public?

I've been accused of a crime
and there is, I think,

a presumption of guilt,

a presumption that the police
and the press have encouraged.

Why do you say encouraged?

Well, my name
has been widely publicised.

I have not been charged.

I may not ever be charged.

And yet, I've been removed
from my job.

I and my family have spent six weeks
in a painful limbo.

I'm not allowed
to see my grandchildren.

I'm a big boy, I can take that.
But my family...

You're referring to your daughter,

whose troubles
have been well documented.

My daughter is
a very vulnerable woman.

She wakes up every morning

and gets abuse from reporters
in the street.

People look at her as if she's the
daughter of some kind of monster.

Which is clearly wrong,
but the point is...

No, no. It's all wrong.

I want my case to be policed.

I want to be proven innocent

and the likes of Rolf
and Stuart and Jimmy,

I want them caught.

Of course I do. Just not like this.
What's the alternative, then?

Well, conduct the case in private.

But the police argue
that by publicising names

it encourages other women
who may also have been abused

to come forward.

That was crucial in the cases
of Rolf Harris, Stuart Hall,

Max Clifford.

We don't know the details
of your case, of course.

I can't disclose anything.
Of course not.

The question is, though,
what the law should be doing -

protecting possible victims
or protecting possible perpetrators?

What do you say, Mr Finchley?

'Well, um...'

You'd do better to do
as I say from now on.

That's easy to say.
Juries aren't deaf to this stuff.

Keep out of the public eye,

or you could endanger
the entire case.

Firstly, can I check
your comfortable?

You have all the support
you need in the room.

I'm not an invalid. This is fine.

I want to leave, but this is fine.

She doesn't want to press charges...

but I will charge you
with intimidating a witness

if you're seen anywhere
near her again. Can I have an ASBO?

I'd like an ASBO. Do they still have
ASBOs? How did you get her address?

She didn't tell you?

We're friends on Facebook
and she didn't delete me.

I mean,
what is the etiquette for that?

Would you delete the daughter
of a man you're accusing of rape?

She had this, like,
smug picture of her new house.

A bit of detective work later...

Did you pass it on to your dad?

Um, no.

Good.

Now, she said when you, uh,
shouted through her door,

you were questioning
what she said about your dad.

Yeah, I think we've been through
this. I have nothing more to say.

Yeah, we have been through this,
but...

I can't help thinking that what
you just did was a cry for help.

You're wrong.
It's a cry for clarity.

I don't remember the things
she claims to.

If you saw something,

even something quite innocuous,

well, that could be
hugely important.

OK, well, this has been
a total waste of time, too.

Can I leave?

You know, they say that
for some people the trigger could,

for addiction, be a traumatic event.

Oh, have you been reading Wikipedia?

Aside from anyone else, we might
need to protect you from him.

Have you considered that?

I'd like to leave. Dee,
do you really not remember anything?

Or do you want not to remember?

I think you know what he is.

So, obviously, this is mostly
just speculation at the moment.

Certainly pre-charge.
Of which we remain hopeful.

Well, we still haven't heard
even a whisper?

Not yet, but it's sensible to arm
ourselves for the eventuality.

Shall we?

Rebecca Thornton,
our original complainant.

Dates we've done. Travel agent,
three kids, ordinary woman.

Looks average, is average.
Now, this goes down well.

We've got nothing on her so far,
but we're working on it.

Vicky Flittick. No kids, no job.

Claims she went back
to Paul's hotel room

on the fourth of July, 1993
after a gig.

She doesn't worry me.
We've got previous here.

Previous of what?

She accused another man of rape,

which we can't strictly admit,
but Jerome will find a way.

Juries don't like people
who make a habit of things,

particularly unemployed ones.

They just don't trust them.

Christina Farnborough,
your baby-sitter.

Two kids, sketchy details.
Apparently, there's a diary.

Now, she didn't write in it
for fear her mum might see,

but she starred key dates.

It was an affair.
In her eyes, a love affair.

She is a fantasist. She always was.

Would you agree with that, Marie?

She was always trying
to be older than she was.

Now, she claims that most
of the events took place

in your car, Paul.

A flash American car,
chrome and leather interiors.

She's quite specific.
That'll be my Chevy.

Did you drive her home often?

Once, maybe.

We always sent her home in the taxi,
if I remember right.

Yeah. Do you know
where that Chevy is now?

Scrapyard, maybe.
Sold it ten, 15 years ago.

The dates are the ninth, tenth
and 15th of November, 1990.

Anything off the top of your head?

13th of November, that's when
she stopped working for you.

Got a job elsewhere, in McDonald's.

Either of you question her
why she was leaving?

Oh, she was a child... I was away.

I would have left around the ninth.

You remember that...clearly?

Yeah, I do, cos our anniversary's
on the 14th

and it was the first one
we spent apart.

You were, yes.
She was. At her sister's.

Argument.

Yeah. About another woman.
Not...Christina.

Well, it's the only time I left.
That's why I remember.

Stayed away a fortnight.

Then I came home.

Does that make things
more complicated?

It complicates things,
but it's good to know.

OK. Fourth complainant.

They keep coming in here
asking after you.

I tell them to do one.

Thank you.

Dee, Danielle? This way, love.

Happy birthday!

Danielle Finchley,
you little lump of goop!

I'm too old for this!

I'm too old for it, too!

You'll make her sick.

If she dies, she dies!

You can't feed her all that crap

and then run her up and down.

I'm fine, mum! Are you?

Are you fine!

I want you to vomit!

I want you to vomit
and stop you going

to whatever hell dinner
your mother has planned!

It's an anniversary dinner and
you're to try to be romantic!

I met a romantic once.
I hated the bastard.

She's on time for once
and we're running late.

Hello, Christina!

So how does this one work?

You just try to shoot everything.

And what happens if
you shoot everything?

You go up a level. And then you...

..shoot more things? Yeah.

It's the same as
all these games, Mum.

I'm just, sort of,
trying to concentrate,

so could you...

OK.

'Everyone, in the truck!'

Is this right?

Your birthday, so you
come to an arcade.

I don't mind, I'm just...

I'm really grateful
that you invited me.

I'm going to get a coffee.

I'm not...

Caffeine's been... Like, I've...

I've been told to reduce caffeine.

Orange juice, then?

Sugar.

Just avoiding all
stimulants, to be honest.

Water it is.

So, are you still being
a good girl then?

Yeah, I'm trying to be.

So...

..your dad...

Yeah. Fucking hell though, mate.

Yeah, you're telling me.

I was all right with it,

till that.

You haven't read it?

No. Talks about your drug addiction,

about your suicide attempts.

On my birthday.

Sort of leaves me in a bit
of a spot, to be honest.

What spot is that?

I've had all sorts offering me all
sorts for information on the inside.

They seem to know
me and you split up.

How much have they offered?

20...30 grand.

I was expecting more, to be honest,
but I'm sure I could...

kick it up a bit more.

Ah, and are you tempted?

Yeah, I told my lawyer.
Said, "Best not."

Might not go down too
well with the judge if...

if we have to go for
full custody, that is.

Full custody?

Heard your dad on the radio.

Didn't buy it.

What a shame.

Have you heard it?

No. No, I didn't listen to it

because I can talk to
him face-to-face.

Babe...

..I need to be sure that he hasn't
done anything like that to you.

To me?!

You know, it's funny,
now you mention it,

it's all coming flooding back to me.

He didn't fuck me, but he did
actually turn me into this slug.

Who knew? Dee, this is serious.

Look...

..I need to know you haven't
knowingly left our kids in danger.

Fuck it, I don't know.

Happy birthday.

'You're referring to your daughter,

'whose troubles have
been well-documented.

'My daughter is a vulnerable woman.

'She wakes up every morning and gets
abuse from reporters in the street.

'People look at her as if she's the
daughter of some kind of monster.

'She's clearly...'

Look, we wouldn't ask
if we weren't concerned.

The trouble is,
it's against protocol.

You always opened the
door for us before.

Yeah, well, strictly speaking,
I shouldn't have.

The rules are the rules.

It's her birthday and she's
not answering her phone.

And when she doesn't answer her
phone, that usually means trouble.

OK, well, she's not here,
so if we could just...

You can leave. We're staying.

You blame me for this, don't you?

Jerome was clear.

He said, "No talking
about the case."

You have left us open.

I thought they'd come
after me, not her.

You thought you'd bend
the minds of the nation.

God, this fucking room.

Always hated it.

It's where she
feels she needs to be.

I always hated that car as well,

your beloved Chevy.

Oh, so that's what this is about.

They made a show of you.

They made a show of us both.

A 15-year-old girl...

I couldn't.

You know that. See, I don't
know the other complainants...

but I do know her.

You said yourself,
"She's a fantasist."

But this...

Making up this...

Why would she do that?

I don't know, maybe she
needs the attention...

the cash, I don't know.

But those dates...

Why would she choose those dates?

Maybe she remembers
that you were away.

But you didn't.

This is how it's to be, then?

Every time some new...

bit of bogus evidence is presented?

I can't be judged by you, sweet pea.

It'd break me.

Please.

There you go.

You sit in the dark
too much, you know that?

It's why no-one likes you.

Ew, what the fuck is that?

She'll be here.

Where have you been?

We were worried sick about you.

Tough day?

At least they got my best
side in the photograph.

Are you coming in?

Yeah, just give me a moment.

Oh.

Happy birthday. Thank you.

I saw it, and I thought of you.

Wow, you say the kindest things.

Well, that's...

Really, you shouldn't.

No. Really, you shouldn't.

Come on, dear.
There's people waiting.

You didn't know where I was and
you didn't cancel my party.

That's a bold decision.

Well, they're on their way.

What was I supposed to do,
turn people away at the door?

Yeah, that would have been
the rational thing to do.

When did I ever do
the rational thing?

Come on in.

Ice cream!

Oh, there's Dan. You remember Dan.

Neighbour! Guilty.

Hello, Uncle Karl.

A newspaper is a device

for making the
ignorant more ignorant...

..and the crazy crazier.

And this is...everyone else.

Dave...

He's worried that this
is affecting the kids.

Nobody's going to
take them away from you.

Why not? I mean, they've already
taken them away from you.

Sexual Healing
by Marvin Gaye

A sober party...

Not sure I've ever endured
one of these before.

I invited a lot more
people than came.

I'm sure you did, but the
number could be a lot worse.

I thought the radio
interview was a good idea.

We all make missteps.

Pick yourself up and carry on,

that's the Paul Finchley way,
isn't it?

Pretend the mistake didn't happen.

I envy you, Paul.

These people are here,
drinking lemonade,

trying to look jolly
despite everything.

Your wife loves you.

Your daughter loves you.

Even I love you.

Half full.

Half empty.

You decide.

You started earlier than I did.

That's good. You don't want
to be one of the late ones.

Go on.

Take a drag of this.

I don't...

Not every day the curse comes.

Let's make it even more memorable.

Put your lips around it.

No, not like that. Like a straw.

Good.

Now, breathe in.

OK.

Now, breathe out.

Breathe out, you stupid bitch!

I feel a bit sick. Yeah.

It takes a few goes...

..but then it's REALLY worth it.

Not with the fag. Yes, with the fag.

Listen...

sorry for being
a bit shit earlier.

I really like you, you know that?

It's really important
to me that you know that.

Whatever happens between...

..everything else...

What's going to happen?

It's the start of
something, you know that?

It's the start of you being a woman.

But from now on...

..you've got to control them.

You've got to control all of it.

You're looking...fresh.

You always pick the most beautiful
ways to describe me, Mother.

"Well" and "fine" always
sound so boring, don't they?

On which note - wonderful spread.

Not boring at all. Exotic, even.

Thank you for making me feel
so special and all that.

I know what they said
about you was cruel...

..and I want you to be
able to let that go.

This is a payoff.

Just be good for him, tonight.

He's on the edge.

Ah, it's not a payoff, it's a bribe.

Don't use it for anything stupid.

OK, I'll pay for the
coke with my own money, then.

I don't care for the jaded act,

you know I don't.

This is about support.

He supported you.

We both have... I'm going to put
that "support" in quotation marks,

if that's OK.

..and now he needs us.

The paper said I was
living some sort of hell.

It said things that I'd
said, it said things that...

It quoted members
of my support group.

Did you read it?

I know you were misunderstood.

But what if I wasn't, Mum?
What if he did?

What if he was
fucking the baby-sitter?

What if he did it to me?

Because part of me thinks that maybe
that's probably the way that I...

You don't get to do this.

I think I can't remember, but
what if I can't trust that, Mum?

What if I can't trust that clean
bill of health, because Christina...

Christina was a stupid
girl, and remains one.

Nothing happened between them.

You didn't see them
because it didn't happen.

Couldn't that be the reason
that I am what I am?

No.

I've a good memory,

and I've seen the things your
father didn't want me to see.

Very early on, after
I saw that stuff,

he promised he would be honest.

It was confessional.

At first, he tried to
secrete things away.

He's a weak man...

but I could smell it.

I could smell his lies,
and I told him so.

He cried, broke down,

he begged forgiveness,

and I told him I
just wanted the truth.

So then, every time he was weak -

once, twice a year -

he'd tell me,

and I'd forgive him,

because he was...

He is never unfaithful

in an important way,

in a way that matters.

Well, that's an
interesting claim to make.

He didn't do this, none of it,

and he certainly never touched you.

To even suggest that...

You're as weak as he is,

but I will not let you use
him as an excuse

for a life poorly led.

An excuse?

Yeah, victims.

Everybody wants to be
a victim these days,

because it makes life
so much easier to explain.

And yeah, if I were you,

I would love the
convenience of that.

Unemployed, unemployable,

untrustworthy, unwell.

Not even allowed time
with your kids on your own.

Happy birthday

Oh, what? You want pity?

You, the girl they found
outside Christina's yesterday?

You want to get better,
Dee, get better...

..but don't wallow in this,
in these lies -

because, I'll tell you,
I can forgive anything,

but I will not forgive you that.

I choose to believe him...

Do you understand that?

..just as I choose to believe
that you will recover.

Now...

..wipe your nose...

pull yourself together...

..sort out your face...

and come downstairs
when you're ready.

There are people down there
waiting to tell you you're loved.

# Danielle, Danielle,
you little pile of goop

# I'm half crazy
over the love of you

# It wasn't a pleasant labour

# We saw things
that gave us nightmares

# But you looked sweet
as you were pulled from the seat

♪ Of your mother split in two. ♪

You're terrible!

Speech! Speech! No, fuck off.

You can say something.

Yes.

Well, fine,
I'll say something, shall I?

Um, the last time

that Dee allowed us
to throw her a party was her 13th

and she was petrified
that no-one would come.

Well, people did come,
and some of you are here tonight.

And it very soon turned into
a rather raucous party,

for a 13th birthday party,

and I can't even begin to tell you
what happened to my prize geraniums!

Oh, those bastards deserved it.

Flowers of the devil!

Well, the people who came
to that party are as nothing

compared with you
being here tonight.

I know what they're saying about me

has probably made it hard
for you to come through our door,

and I'm very grateful that you did.

Your support means everything to me.

And the last one out the door
pays your legal fees, is that right?

But you're not here tonight for me.

No. You're here tonight
for my - for our -

for our lovely daughter, Dee.

As many of you will know,

her journey through the world
has not been an easy one

and it's certainly not
been made easier by me,

but throughout it all,

she has been the best daughter
I could have hoped for.

The best, the greatest, the bravest
and certainly the cleverest.

I think, as parents,
what we wish for above all else,

is that we will like our children
as much as we love them,

admire them, even, as I admire you.

I admire the way
you cope with my mess

and your own mess
and the world's mess,

and I am so grateful
that you believe in me,

just as I believe in you.

Dee? Dee!

Sweetie! Dee!

Dee! Dee, what did I say?
Did I say something wrong?

Paul! Paul, leave her.

Dee! Paul!

# Me and my shadow

♪ Strolling down the avenue... ♪

You always had a nice voice.

As do you, I remember.
Do you still sing in the choir?

No, I haven't been to church

in five, six weeks.

Sorry. Sorry.

It's just sometimes, when he asks me
for sympathy, sometimes...

Cry, woman.

I'd cry. I'd be snotting
all over the place.

The times when I...

I'm only saying this to you.

You do understand that, don't you?
Saying what?

He says he needs me
to believe in him.

And I do. I do. I do believe in him.

But tonight, he told my daughter
that she needed to believe in him

and for some reason... Listen...

For the first time ever...
Listen to me.

I'm not saying
you're wrong to doubt,

but you have no reason to doubt him.

It is a witch-hunt.
You'd know, wouldn't you?

I mean, you'd know
if there was any truth.

You know him better than I do.

We both know him.

And we both know it's lies.

Thank you.

No.

No, I mean it.

Without you...

I'm always here. You know that?
Thank you.

No, I mean that.

Other men...

Other men can need you, too.

He's not the only.

No, don't go getting...

I-I wasn't propositioning or...

Don't look at me like
I've done something wrong.

You've... You've done nothing wrong.

Nobody's done anything wrong.

But...

..you better go.

Quick, I'll cover here. Go, go!

You're back late. Yes.

Where's Marie?
Marie had other places to be.

You're drunk. I've been more sober.

I've had a little bit, too.
I took some of your whiskey.

I drank it.
Drunk in charge of my daughter?

That's quite a thing to admit to.

No, I was careful with her,
don't worry.

And I like drinking.

Makes me feel free.

I told the cab to wait,
take you home.

Meter's running.

Yeah, that could work.

Or...we could have a drink together.

One, two...

..three, four...

..five...

..six.

Stop it! Go away, you...!

- No need to be quiet,

- Still awake.

No luck?

No.

I don't have the answers to this.

You keep looking at me as if you
expect me to have answers.

Sit down.

Oh, you're freezing!

It's cold out. You're bleeding!

Am I?

Let me get the medical kit.

It's only a flesh wound.

No, that's not how he put it.

It's only a flesh wound.

Mmm.

It's going to be sore.

Oh...

Who's that?

We've got great news, good news
and bad news.

Let's start with the bad.

You are being charged.

One count of rape, Rebecca,

three counts of sexual assault
of a minor, Christina.

What about the other women?

They've dropped, which is good news.

But the great news,
I'm going to let Gerry speak,

because he's the genius who got it.

Got what? It was the Chevy.

It occurred to me, that Chevy,
something about it bothered me.

You found it? No, no.

I just thought I'd dig the reg out
and get a pal to check it against

police records, and who would've
thought, I got a bite!

A brilliant bite.

Driving with a broken tail light
in Newbury, Berkshire,

where your sister lived,
I believe, Marie?

I took the car? Yes, Marie Finchley
was the name on the ticket.

When you left that night,

you took the car with you,
and we have proof of it.

So her claims that he assaulted her
in his car over three nights,

all those claims are false.

We got her. And with her, hopefully,

the whole pack of cards
comes tumbling down.

One...

Two...

Three...

Four...

Five...

Your mother's gone away for a bit.

She'll be back soon.

We work too well as a three.

If I'm a good man...

it's only for you.

And I am a good man.

I get tested.

I get really, really tested.

But I am a good man.

Because of you.

Six.