All language subtitles for The New Pope s01e08_English

REPORTER: Never, never before
have we seen anything like this.

A vile, treacherous attack
against the very heart

of the Catholic church.

SOFIA DUBOIS:
What are you going to do?

♪ (ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

MAN: Let's kick off
the interview.

Are you mad? We're live.

MAN:
He is not going to make it.

-Excuse me.
-DUBOIS: He has fallen

into a deep depression.

I'm a weak man.
And I'm a drug addict.

CARDINAL VOIELLO:
Tomas Altbruck and Spalletta

are laundering money,

and you will be dragged
into the ensuing scandal.

You do know it's a miracle
that you woke up.

The world has not forgotten you.
The world loves you.

LENNY BELARDO:
And now the time has come

to return to Rome.

Holy Father...
I have to tell you something.

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪

[TV static drones]

[bright tone]

[ambient music]

♪ ♪

- How long do you think
he intends to just sit there?

[birds chirping]

- Until we are convinced
it was him.

- Have you noticed
he makes no claim

of responsibility
for the attack?

That's unprecedented
on their part.

- Okay, you convinced me.

It was him.

- When you don't have proof,
you don't have proof.

- Why did you set Essence
on Sofia Dubois?

- Essence is a ghostly figure.

He knows how to point the way.

- Nice move.

You wanted the terrible triad
to crash and burn,

but I did instead.

Fortunately,
I landed on flowers.

- A temporary
and calculated setback.

- The terrible triad
will be crushed even more,

and you'll be
right back in there.

It's time to take stock,
Your Eminence.

- You will have to direct
your questions elsewhere.

I am a floriculturist now.

- And I am,
at least officially,

propertyless, yet I manage
a large part of the world

out of my hotel room.

I'm sure you do the same
from your glass house here--

- I don't manage a thing,
Bauer.

I merely offer advice
now and then.

- Much heeded advice,
it would seem.

Your Sofia leaked some photos
of the young Brannox

to an English newspaper.

Did you know he was
a pathetic punk

who hung around
other losers just like himself?

What a scoop.

Let's see where it leads.

- A brilliant move.

The world needs, uh,
to feel some tenderness

toward our current pontiff.

- No, the world needs to forget
about the other one,

which is why we have
to help John Paul III.

He's weak, unresponsive.

- What are you
worried about, exactly?

- Exactly what am I...

You don't know.

[chuckles quietly]

You don't know.

Wow.

Okay, the way he acted
in that interview...

He was in withdrawal, Voiello.

He's a drug addict.

- Mm, I am unacquainted
with addictive behavior,

except regarding Napoli.

- Spalletta's known for years.

That's how
he's been blackmailing him.

You are slipping, Voiello.

You are seriously uninformed.

Brannox is a lazy,

self-centered coward.

He let things fall apart,

and now the evil triad
has the run of the roost

in business and in perversion--

always and exclusively illegal.

Sooner or later,

some reporter
will get a whiff of the stench

and it'll all blow sky high.

We've reached a point
of no return, my friend.

We can't keep piling problems

on other problems.

We can't.

But I will need
your approval first.

- I need to think about it.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Think fast, please.

We need the Vatican
strong again right now.

Probability calculation

and history
are both against you.

There will be another attack.
You can count on that.

And there will be
a proliferation of

sex scandals--dozens more,

given the fact
that truth,

for some people,
is an ineradicable vice.

I need to go now...

but first let me tell you
two more things

that will surprise you.

- Don't you think

you have surprised me
enough for one day?

- No.

Number one,

Francis II--

that wasn't us.

We got there too late.

- Falsehood is my own
ineradicable vice,

therefore, I would beg you
not to inform me

of any covert operations.

- Oh, you'll be interested
in this one, all right.

It was Lenny Belardo.

- What are you saying?

- Lenny Belardo, in a coma,
inexplicably moves his finger,

and, two seconds later,
Francis II is dead.

- [chuckles]

- We read a cross-check
on the times.

It was a miracle, Voiello.

- And the second surprise--

another miracle, I suppose?

- Exactly.

Lenny Belardo has woken up...

♪ ♪

And he's coming back.

Ciao, Voiello.

♪ ♪

[instrumental rock version
of "All Along the Watchtower"]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

[crickets chirping]

- [sighs]

[exhales deeply]

- We prepared
a few surprises for you.

Cherry Coke Zero,
Your Holiness.

- [speaking foreign language]

- Your favorite drink.

- He used to hide.
Now he shows his face.

- Just like you, Your Holiness.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- I'm not gonna tell you
who we are,

and neither will your attorney.

I will ask you this only once.

Then I'm gonna count to seven.

By the time I reach seven,
I expect an answer.

Now, I'm not a huge fan
of suspense,

so I would kindly ask you
to let me have an answer

by the time I reach four--
at the very most, five.

I'm not gonna tell you
what's gonna happen

if I have to count up to seven
for two reasons.

One, even a prisoner
has the right to surprise.

Two, I seldom make threats.

Threats are a vulgar tool

in the hands
of organized crime,

and we're not criminals.

That's our perception,
at least, and perception,

my dear Faisal, is everything.

All the rest is the prerogative
of that monotony

simpletons insist
on calling reality.

At any rate...

my question
is disconcertingly simple.

Was...

it...

you?

One...

Two,

three,

four.

- [grunts]

- As far as I'm concerned,

that's an answer.

- Is he here?

- Who?
- The pope.

John Paul III, I mean.

- No, he left.
- Where did he go?

- To another Vatican property.

- Eminence, please, might you
be a little more precise?

The Vatican owns
more than 100,000 properties.

- To a chalet
in the Dolomites.

- Have you seen him?

- Who?
- Pius XIII.

[soft dramatic music]

- Not yet.
- What do you think?

- I was expecting this.

- Catch me if you can.

♪ ♪

- I am aware that you had

a rather privileged
relationship with Pius XIII.

I advise you not to renew it.

For the moment, Pius XIII
must be kept in isolation,

and it is not necessary

that he have any contact
with the cardinals.

That is all, Gutierrez.

How is your toy boy?

- His name is Freddy.

And I think he's fine.

- Did he leave you?

I deduce that he has.

Have you read
my most recent circular?

Severe measures
will be taken against anyone

engaging in questionable

or unseemly relations.

- I read it and complied.

Did you?

- [speaking Italian]

♪ ♪

- You have a visitor.

- Death does not announce
his arrival, so who is it?

- It's a form of life.

Sofia Dubois.

- No.

- I suggest yes.

- Why, Danny?

- Because this is
your chance to return

to what you have
always been.

- A failure?
- No.

A seductive man.

♪ ♪

- How's Voiello?

- Suffering.

Voiello's only concern
is for the good of the Church.

- Good for the Church
may not coincide

with what is good for me.

- Please, Holy Father,
Voiello is good.

It's the others who are bad.

You have to believe me

seeing as how my husband
is one of the bad ones.

I'm going to do something

incredibly intimate,
Holy Father.

Close your eyes.

- What are you doing?

- Trying to make you feel

like you are back
at your castle.

[tender music]

- The thing that I miss
about my castle

is the sense
of imprisonment--

what others call freedom.

Are you trying
to make me look handsome?

- Makeup is not
about looking better.

It's about starting anew.

- I can no longer see
a beginning.

I utterly embarrassed myself
on worldwide tele...

Which is why I had
to abandon everything.

♪ ♪

- Look at this.

[chuckles]

- My goodness.

Where did they get
these photos?

- Oh, a mystery.

One of the castle servants

must have found it
worthwhile to sell them,

but that's not the big news.

- What is the big news is,
the Sex Pistols have reunited

and have a plan to do me in.

- [chuckles]
No.

The big news is
that people like them.

These photographs have revealed
the Holy Father's tender side.

- And his ridiculous side

simply glossed over?

- Yes, because we all
feel ridiculous.

We have all been embarrassed.

Embarrassment leads
not to abandonment, though,

but to unity.

The tangible result--

travel agencies
are experiencing

a marked increase in the number
of pilgrims requesting

to come to Rome
for the Angelus on Sunday.

- Your enthusiasm
for life's rather contagious,

but I've no intention

of returning to Rome
for the Angelus.

- Why not?

- Because, in point of fact,
I'm no longer the pope.

- I think that's something
you ought to discuss directly

with Pius XIII.

- Sofia...

Do you know how to ski?

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- What's all this?

- All the mail
that children sent to you

while you were in a coma.

The letters from adults we keep
in another warehouse.

- Have you read any of them?

- I read all of them.

- Would you read me one
that particularly struck you?

♪ ♪

- This is from Nadia...

12 years old, from Auckland.

"Hi, Lenny.

"Ever since you fell asleep,

"my 8-year-old brother Mike

"can't get to sleep
without you.

"He's afraid.

"Please wake up, Pope.

Mike needs to rest so he can go
to school in the morning."

- Forgive me.

I can't tolerate the thought
of children suffering.

I need to see Voiello.

♪ ♪

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[tender music]

♪ ♪

- One day when we were young,

my twin brother, Adam,
and I were skiing.

Adam had a bad fall
and careened headlong

into a tree.

His head
was bleeding profusely,

but all I would have
had to have done

was get him off the mountain,
and he would've lived,

but I could not.

Are you hurt?

- I was scared.

And I still am.

- How are you?
- Much better.

- And me?
How am I?

- Much better.

- I was too strung out
on the heroin,

so I just sat there

and watched him
bleed to death.

I was destroying a family--

my one--by doing nothing.

'Tis by doing nothing
that we destroy

those precious jewel boxes
that are our families.

After Adam's death,
our parents abandoned me.

I respected them for that

and hated them
for the rest of my life.

It is burdensome
to feel

profoundly alone
for a lifetime.

It has been,
in fact, a dead life.

And God was not enough,
nor was God's wisdom

nor God's grace
nor God's presence.

I have not been consoled.

Compassion, I understand.
Yes.

- No.
- You feel compassion.

- No, that's not
the right word.

- In my first address
to the cardinals,

I said
that the problem is love.

The world suffers
from distortions of love,

but I never imagined,
until today,

that I would be in the world.

Sick loves cannot be treated,
which is why I need to feel

your breath
on my face once again.

Right here
at the corner of my mouth.

After which,
I will be compelled

to keep my distance
from you forever.

- In a moment,
you will feel it.

[exhales]

- What am I?

- An emeritus pope.

- Like an honorary president.

In general, they don't count.

- That makes two of us,
Your Holiness.

- You will always count,
Voiello.

Popes will come and go,
but you will remain.

You're not gonna
ask me anything?

How I woke up?

Why I woke up?

- No, because even you
don't know the answer,

and I am a pragmatic man.

In order to come see you,
I left Girolamo home alone.

A rather dangerous situation,
so if I am here,

it's not for a chitchat

or to reminisce
about the good, old days.

- Why did you come?

- For the same reason
you asked me here.

For love of the Church
and to be operational again.

- We have to lend
the Church a hand.

- Exactly.
- Good.

Assente?

- Nomen omen.

Assente, in English,
means absent.

Let's leave him where he is
for the moment.

We can work best
behind the scenes, you and I.

- You wrote that dreadful book
on this very topic.

"The Man Behind the Scenes."

- 300,000 copies sold,

11 reprintings, Your Holiness.

To label it dreadful

seems rather ungenerous of you.

Let's proceed.

- The real problem is t--
- Is terrorism?

- Exactly.

First Lourdes, then St. Peters.

They're targeting

the most vital centers
of Catholicism.

- What do you intend to do?

- I intend
to spark a revolution.

- An old obsession of yours.

- They dared violate
the Basilica of St. Peter.

Doesn't that seem
sufficient cause to you?

How shall I make my return?

- You should begin

with a discreet appearance
in the Vatican Gardens.

A visit to the sisters

of the convent
of Santa Teresa perhaps.

Someone is bound to see you.

Rumors will start flying.

I will steal a photo of you--

blurry, from a distance--

which I will then leak
to the media.

Everyone will get
all stirred up.

Sofia Dubois
will call a press conference

and deny everything,

but will they believe her?

Not on your life.

Next someone will try

to interview me in the garden.

- You will be elusive,
enigmatic,

and the world
will be plagued with doubts.

Did he wake up?
Did he die?

- Or did he rise from the dead?

- You are very persuasive,
Voiello.

[punchy electronic music]

♪ ♪

And now, get back
to your friend Girolamo.

- Right away, Your Holiness.

♪ ♪

One last thing, Your Holiness.

When you were in coma,

did you find out
anything about Napoli?

Will we win the Serie A?
The Champions League, perhaps?

Europa league?

- Yes, I did.
I know everything.

♪ ♪

- Do you remember
Adam's millipede?

- Mm-hmm.

- He thought it was God,
but he was wrong.

It was Satan.
Even Adam made mistakes.

I think it is time, Danny,

that we return to Rome.

- So what is it this time?

You would like to say mass?
You want a female pope?

- Cardinal Voiello
granted our institute

official authorization
to welcome orphans.

You revoked that authorization.

- It is well within
my jurisdiction.

- But why did you do it?

- The convent of Saint Teresa
has long had

a much more important mission--

to serve and assist the pope
and the cardinals of the Curia.

- A euphemism
for washing and ironing

your underwear and socks
for free.

- We are perfectly capable
of taking care of the pope,

the cardinals, and orphans
all at the same time.

- No.

- We will move ahead
regardless

with or without
your authorization.

- I highly doubt it.
I'm unshakeable.

And, contrary
to my predecessor,

I'm not fond
of diplomacy or negotiating.

The question is closed.

Any step you take
to counter my revocation

will be severely punished.

- You really
don't care about orphans...

Do you?

- Someone else can care
about them.

I have no intention of seeing
a herd of screaming children

grazing in the Vatican Gardens.

I detest
both children and orphans.

- [speaking Italian]

[quiet sobbing]

[tender music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- [sobbing]

First they took Faisal.

And now they're going to take
my baby away too.

- How did it go?

- Splendidly.

- I detest
both children and orphans.

[phone beeps]

- [speaking Italian]

[birds chirping]

- My condolences, Eminence.

I heard a friend of yours
passed away.

- My only friend.
Thank you.

- My mentor Cardinal Newman
wrote that the specific duty

of the Christian
is to oppose the world.

However, I cannot do it alone,
but with you at my side,

I can try.

- On two conditions.

One, with your permission,

I will eliminate Guicciardini,

Spalletta, and Tomas Altbruck,

and no government will take

anything from the Church.

You will risk nothing.

Your private life

will remain private.

You are the pope,

and no one blackmails the pope.

No one touches the pope.

No one questions the pope--

not as long as I am here
to protect him,

which is why, Holy Father,

I was the longest standing
secretary of state

in the history
of the Church.

- And the second condition?

- You must do me a favor.

If you do, I will return
as your secretary of state.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[phone vibrates]

♪ ♪

- Hello, my dear.

Might you have
half a minute for me?

♪ ♪

[bells tolling]

[melancholic choral music]

- ♪ Requiem aeternam ♪

♪ Dona eis ♪

♪ Domine ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Et lux ♪

♪ Perpetua ♪

♪ Luceat ♪

♪ Eis ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Et lux perpetua ♪

♪ Luceat eis ♪

- [speaking Latin]

all: Amen.

- "Love your neighbor
as yourself," Jesus says.

I only have one neighbor--
you, Girolamo.

I am not very good at speaking
in front of so many people.

With Girolamo, I spent
many a simple, serene hour.

We didn't need
to do grandiose things

in order to be happy.

We didn't need
to make grand speeches

because between friends
silence is golden.

Why did I ask you all here
today in memory of Girolamo?

To repair an injustice.

Because I am the only one
who had the great, good fortune

of spending time with him.

I intend to right that wrong,

which means I need to tell you
who Girolamo is.

[tender music]

Girolamo is the word
that suffers.

Girolamo is grace.

Girolamo
is goodness and virtue.

Girolamo--I say this
for all of you

who were not fortunate enough
to know him--

is kind and cheerful,

joyous and full of life.

You are probably wondering,

what does Girolamo like to do?

Girolamo loves to talk,

but he also likes to listen
and to give me advice.

He likes to watch TV

and to listen to the radio
together with me.

Girolamo loves
to run and dance,

to walk and sing and pray.

He loves to swim at the sunset

and flirt with girls...

Because Girolamo
is a good-looking boy,

and he loves
to give them flowers.

Because Girolamo
loves kindness...

Girolamo is everything
we are not...

Which is why we have gathered
here today

to celebrate him--

because we are not like him

and because
we would like to be,

which is why we contemplate
and adore him--

because Girolamo
knows how to love

and how to be a true friend,

which is why his friends
have come here today

and why they are so many.

Girolamo is a moral guide,
which is why the leaders

of his country
are all here today.

Girolamo,

my brothers and sisters,

is a saint,

which is why the pope himself

wanted to say mass today.

Girolamo is the word
that suffers.

Girolamo is the word
that loves.

And I thank God

for giving me
the extraordinary opportunity

to be his best friend.

Thank you, Girolamo.

You and only you
who knew intimately

the anguish of suffering,

the beauty of sacrifice,

and the power of love.

I will never forget you,
Girolamo.

Never.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

- [speaking Italian]

[thunder rumbling]

- [giggles]

[dramatic chamber music]

♪ ♪

- I brought you something.

- [gasps]

[speaking Italian]

- Go ahead.

Scroll through them.

Ah, there must be a video

of the evening
somewhere as well.

We filmed it all
with a camera hidden

among all these
expensive bottles.

- What do you want, Essence?

- Ah, just one thing,
one thing, one thing.

Times three.

Your resignations.

You as minister of the economy.

You, Altbruck...

as head of the Vatican
financial structure.

And you, Spalletta...

Will be defrocked

[whispers]
in two hours.

- In exchange for what?

- In exchange for nothing.

- Who the hell are you?

- Oh, for you, I'm God.

I am the one
who can save your asses

by letting these photos simply
sit on my phone,

or I can drown you in shit
by posting them

and turning them
over to the magistrate.

Now, in order to avoid
any misunderstanding,

let me remind you
that my friend here is a minor.

And, finally...

A little warning--

if any of you dare try
and blackmail the Holy Father,

I will simply--

Jesus Christ, Bauer,
how silly of you.

[chuckles]

I was just about
to issue a threat.

Okay,
here's what's gonna happen.

I'm gonna count to seven,

and then it'll be up to you
to decide.

In theory, of course,
not in practice.

In practice, I will decide
because I am God.

Just don't let word get around.

It's a sensitive issue.

- Ha.

- Ha.

[soft dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- You see, Lisette,
what you've been saying

is that society is progressing,

and the Church
must keep pace with society.

But we are not champions
of progress.

We are champions of faith.

We have a duty to be different,
which is why we live

with privations and sacrifices

while beyond these walls,
life is comfort and pleasure.

At times these privations
and sacrifices

seem incomprehensible...

Wrong to us.

They are neither.

In truth, they are mysterious,

and we have a duty to be
mysterious as well.

This is our strength.

Out there,
society is predictable,

and whatever is predictable
is also puerile.

Am I saying that everything
must remain exactly as it is?

Not at all.

But you, sisters,

are already
different and mysterious.

The priests, on the other hand,
have moved too close

to civil society.

So it is not a matter
of extending to you sisters

the rights and privileges
of the priests,

but rather extending
to the priests

the duties and the privations
of you nuns.

This is the only equality

that is truly feasible
in the Church.

The priests
must do your laundry

just as you do theirs.

[chuckles]

They must look
within themselves

to find your grace...

Your generosity...

Your intelligence....

And your love.

Your righteousness will become
their righteousness.

That's not to say
that their sins

will become your sins.

Which of you is without sin?

Fine.

Whoever is without sin...

shall cast the first stone.

♪ ♪

This would be

a psychologically
mature relationship,

as you would call it,

between men and women, Lisette.

- Tomorrow at noon,
I want that photo everywhere.

- Fine.

- Are you happy we did in
that idiot ex-husband of yours?

- Up to a point, but he will go
unpunished for what he did.

- True punishment is served
not in prison, Sofia,

but in one's soul.

Sir John must make up his mind
to meet Pius XIII.

- I agree.

- And you will help
to convince him.

- No, not me.

- Fine, I'll convince him then.

♪ ♪

- [speaking Italian]

- [speaking foreign language]

- [speaking
foreign language]

- The Catholic world
is in total turmoil.

A photograph
has just been released...

- [speaking Japanese]

- [speaking Portuguese]

[indistinct chatter]

[electronic music]

♪ ♪

- "What Is To Be Done?"
As Lenin used to ask.

- I have two ideas.

The first, an official denial

so as to calm agitated souls.

We can release a statement.

That picture of Lenny Belardo

is nothing
but an old photograph.

- That will convince no one.

- True, but it
will insinuate doubt,

and doubt is a weapon.

- And your second idea?

- To reinforce you,
Holy Father.

- How?

- With the golden opportunity
that you are being offered--

your Angelus.

The popularity of those
photos of you as a punk

leads us to believe that hordes
of people will come on Sunday.

Regardless, Holy Father,

even though
it is not our habit,

we have to make a decision
about the future.

- What do you mean?

- We cannot confine Pius XIII
to an apartment his whole life.

- What do you recommend we do?

- That is a decision only you
and Pius XIII can decide.

- But how?

- By meeting.

[Flock of Dimes' "Semaphore"]

- ♪ If simple habit
had a tale to tell ♪

♪ And if the wires
could reveal themselves ♪

♪ We could begin to trace
the ins and outs ♪

♪ The horizon of our length ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Come to my door ♪

♪ Won't you liven me up
with color? ♪

♪ Put your pen
and paper away ♪

♪ I have no need
for you to guess my age ♪

♪ But I cannot need you more ♪

♪ Too far gone
for the semaphore ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Too far gone
for the semaphore ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Too far gone
for the semaphore ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Too far gone
for the semaphore ♪

♪ Too far gone for
the semaphore ♪

♪ Too far gone
for the semaphore ♪

♪ Too far gone for
the semaphore ♪

♪ Too far gone ♪

♪ For the semaphore ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It is the quiet voice ♪

♪ That says it best ♪

♪ There is no certainty ♪

♪ To preciousness ♪

♪ We have a friend ♪

♪ Who holds us in his grasp ♪

♪ And someday he'll be gone ♪

♪ ♪

[bright tone]

♪ (TENSE MUSIC PLAYS) ♪

SIR JOHN BRANNOX:
Are you a charlatan?

Are you the devil?

Are you God?

Doesn't matter.
I am the pope.

(CROWD CHEERS)

♪ (MUSIC INTENSIFIES) ♪

LENNY BELARDO: I can create
a billion fanatics in a week.

This is called... power.

BRANNOX:
There is no place for you here!

BELARDO: He can carry on
dreaming his delirious dreams.

God is by our side
because he knows me.

And I know him!

(CROWD CHEERS)

♪ (MUSIC CONCLUDES) ♪