All language subtitles for Amazing Stories 1x06 The Amazing Falsworth

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Gosh. You scared me.

Ohhh.

Operator, get me the police.
I saw the killer.

I saw the strangler, damn it!

Yes! I'm telling the truth!

I'm in an alley
just off the strip near olive.

Yes, i saw the strangler! Hurry!

Hurr-

How's the amazing falsworth
tonight?

Not so great.
Barbara left him last night.

Geez. What's that,
wife number three?

Four.

L.a. Is teeming
with ex-mrs. Falsworths.
It's that power of his.

Come on. Don't hand me that bull.
I know how he does that stuff.

I got this cousin, see,
and he and his friend
have this thing worked out...

where they use color patterns
and stuff.

Yeah. Pretty convincing too.
It's not a trick, jimmy.

Falsworth's for real.
So is santy claus.

The one, the only, the amazing falsworth.

Thank you. Thank you,
and welcome to the club.

Uh, tonight, i'm not gonna bore you
with any of my cheap card tricks...

or- or pigeons up my sleeves.

No, tonight,
i'm gonna go down among you...

and try to learn something
about my audience- if you don't mind.

What i'd like to do is touch you
or some object that you own...

and, uh, i can tell you things
about your life.

I assure you this blindfold
may not be seen through,

so some of you young ladies
may wanna guide my hands carefully.

Remember, it's all in the hands.
It really is.

Let's see which one will be first.

Let's see here. Oh.

Well. Well, well,
well, well, well.

I'd like to congratulate this young couple
on their coming blessed event.

Oh.
You're four months along, aren't you?

How did you know?
It's all in the hands.

- It's gonna be a boy.

Yeah. Yeah, i wanna
welcome you to our fair city.

It's always nice to have honeymooners
in los angeles.

Well. Well, it's a wonderful story here,
ladies and gentlemen.

These two brothers are reunited tonight
for the first time in 26 years.

Am i right, sir?

It's all in the hands. Let's see.

Let's see who's next here.

Whoo.

This beautiful bracelet
is the first present you bought for yourself
with your new inheritance.

Am i right?
Nobody knows about that.

I hope there are no i.r.s. Agents
in the audience.

It's all in the fingers.

I'm sorry.

Uh, sir, you're-

you're here in town for the convention.

And you've had some luck with the ladies-
maybe a starlet or two?

Am i right, sir?
I tripped you up, i did, buddy.

I'm head of the christian plumbers
association in waukegan,

and i don't have
that kind of lust in my heart.

Would anyone like to send up
a personal item or two...

for the amazing falsworth
to take a reading from?

Um, anything. A scafr.

A watch. Somejewelry.

Uh, um, any volunteers?

You, sir. You look like
you have some interesting secrets.

Um, and, of course,

all of these items
will be returned to you,

um, immediately after the reading.

Aaah!
Ya scared the cider out of me,
falsworth!

I'm sorry, jimmy.
Jimmy, get the police out here
very quickly.

I'll be up in my dressing room.
Send them right up, and hurry!
What?

Falsworth here!
Detective spota, l.a.p.d.
What can i do for you?

Don't move! I got the police
on the line right now!

Mr. Spota,
the murderer, the keyboard killer,
he's right in my dressing room right now!

Now, look, mr. Amazing falsworth,
if you want publicity,
call entertainment tonight.

We got a lot of work to do.
Look, detective spota,
i'm a professional psychic!

- I know who you are. I've seen your show.
- The killer was in the club tonight.

I touched him while i was blindfolded.
I could feel who he was and that he had
just murdered two people moments before.

And now he's in my dressing room!
He's right in front of me!

Right now, huh? All right.
Do you think you'll be all right?
Well, how the hell do i know?

Well, uh, try not to aggravate the guy.
I'll be right there.

What do you want from me?

Damn it! What the hell
do you want from me?

. da da da da da dum.

. we're better friends
than we were spouses.

. better off in separate houses.

. and though
it may not seem as such.

. i love you very, very much.

. dum da-da dum-dum,
dum dum...

that's from your loving ex-wife,
natalie. Can i go now?

I almost forgot your cookie.

Who is it?
Spota, l.a.p.d.

How do i know it's you?
Believe me. I'm me.

Mr. Falsworth, you okay?

Yeah. Yeah.

Thanks for coming, detective.
You scared the hell outta me.

So where's the suspect?

Well, i'm sorry. It was a case
of mistaken identity.

Oh, so you're telling me
there's no killer here, right?

There is, i swear.
It's just, uh, it wasn't
who i thought it was.

You got any diet?
No.

Look, uh, let's get one thing clear
right off the bat, mr. Falsworth.

I don't believe
in this "psycho-phenomenen."

Parapsychological
phenomenon.
Whatever.

All i'm interested in is the facts,
as joe friday used to say.

Hey, you've made a nice little career
out of mind-reading, and i respect that.
I really do.

I've made a career out of
fact-finding for the last 15 years,
and i hope you'll respect that.

Okay, that's out of the way.
Now, what happened here?

In my show, i wear a heavy blindfold...

and my assistant
leads me into the audience.

When i touch them, i can-
i can see things about them,

kinda sense details about their lives.

Yeah, i know.
I told you. I've seen your show.

Anyway, tonight when gail led me up
to this one man and i touched him,

i felt that he had just killed two people.

He was a serial killer,
the one in the papers.

- The keyboard killer.
- Yeah.

What did he look like?

I had the heavy blindfold on.
When i took it off, he was gone.

I didn't see his face.
Uh-huh.

Look, i didn't see his face, all right?
I have no choice in what i see!

Relax, mr. Falsworth.
I'm a cop. I gotta ask these questions.

Can you tell me, uh, what his name is?
Where he lives?

Something.
Maybe if i'd held on to him
a little bit longer.

I let go of him immediately.

I was really shocked.
Oh, i'm sure you were.

Well, l- i just don't know
what to do, mr. Falsworth.

I mean, you didn't see the guy.
You don't know who he is, where to find him.

Don't leave! Don't you see?
He knows who i am. I'm next.

- What do you want me to do?
- I need your protection.

Why would i make up a story like this?
I need your help. Without your help,
i'm a dead man.

I need facts, mr. Falsworth,
something to go on.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

I'm so stupid sometimes.
Of course.

All i need to do
is touch the chair that he sat in.

Of course.
I'll just touch the chair that he sat in.

This way.
Of course.

Which table? Which table?
Beats me.

This guy just made it
with his boss' wife.

Mm-hmm.

Which table?

Huh.
What?

Well, this woman, uh,

she likes me.

Gimme a break.

Which table?

I see a house.

No. No, an apartment.

Top floor.

I see numbers.

- I have an address.
- Well, let's check it out.

Top floor, right?
Doesn't look like there's anybody home.

Are we really gonna
go up there?
Yeah, we could do that,

or we could stand out here all night
and stare up at the window.

Why don't i go in and talk to the manager,
find out if the guy's home?

You wait for me in the lobby, all right?

Aren't you gonna
call for backup?

Manager said the guy's not in.
I told you.

'602i, "'604."

Are you gonna
use a credit card to get in?

I could do that, or, uh,

i could use this key
the manager gave me.

You've been watching
too much television.

Look, you don't have to
come in if you don't want to.
You wanna stay out here?

No. No, i wanna go in with you.
I don't wanna stay out here alone.
Suit yourself.

- You're no cop.
- Really?

Excellent.

You are pitifully stupid.

Jimmy never called the police, did he?

What'd you do tojimmy?

You tell me,
mr. Amazing falsworth.

You're the psychic.
Read what i did with him.

Come on, falsworth,
reach out and touch someone.

It's all here.
Everything you ever wanted
to know about charlie spota.

It's all in the hands.
Isn't that what you said?

You're fairly good-

stupid, but fairly good.

I've never done this
so close to home before.

Awfully convenient.
You may spoil me.

- Look, please, i won't tell anybody.
- That's correct.

And who'd believe me?
I'm just a psychic, a mystic-

somebody you read about
in the supermarket tabloids.

- Nobody believes in that stuff.
- I believe in you.

I hope that's some consolation,
mr. Falsworth.

You mind if i call you 'amazing"?

I never thought i'd enjoy this-

not like the women.

Look what i have for you.

An f-sharp string.

Oughta fit rather nicely
around your b-natural neck.

It's the music.

You've done away
with each victim musically, right?

A different note
with a different string from your piano.

And you'll stop killing...

when all the notes play a certain song.

Am i right?

What's the song, mr. Spota?

It's an opera! It's an opera.

Masked ball.

It's your favorite, right?

You're real clever.
Don't patronize me.
It won't work.

You're about
to become a headline.

However, you are correct.

Unfortunately,
it's rather a long aria...

all about a wife's betrayal
of her husband with his best friend.

Ah, well.
'Finita la commedia, " as they say.

Go ahead, falsworth!
Scream as much as you want!

Yeah. Hello, operator?

My name is falsworth.

I need the police right away.

That's right.
The amazing falsworth.

No, i'm sorry, ma'am. I- i c-

i can't read you over the phone.

I'm sorry. It needs to be in person.

I need to use my hands.

It's all in the hands.