All language subtitles for Temple - 01x01 -.LINKLE.English.updated

Dr Milton, is that you?

Oh, hello, Victor.

What are you doing here
this time of the night?

Well, seems I’ve lost my diary.

Occurs to me the only place
I haven’t looked is here.

You should use your phone.

- I’m sorry?
- As a diary.

I mean, that’s what I do.
Its very practical.

Okay.

Anyway, is it okay if I check in Surgery?

Yeah, sure.
Just don’t steal anything.

Thanks, Victor.

All right, everybody,
you all know what were doing.

- Jamie?
- Yeah.

- Whats your job?
- Driving.

When we get there though?

- The door.
- That’s right. And what else?

- Loading the van.
- Simple as that.

Okay, here we are.
Faces covered.

- Jesus.
- Shit.

We're out clean in two minutes.
Come on, move it. Now!

Get these in the van now!

Come on, come on, come on.

Move, move.

Come on, come on, come on.
Let's go, let's go!

Yeah, I know.

That’s good.
That’s good.

No, don’t ask your mom
cos you know what shell...

Shit, I’ve got to go, babe.
Sorry.

I love you.
Yeah, I won't forget school.

- What the hell are you doing?
- Sorry, mate.

- My girlfriend rang.
- Your girlfriend?

Yeah, she's pregnant, you see?
So she wanted me to get some...

Jesus Christ, are you joking?
Move!

- So sorry, Sebast...
- Now!

- The door!
- Hang on!

- Fuck!
- Oh, you’re kidding.

Sebastian, what now?

- You idiot.
- I’m sorry.

You absolute fucking clown!

I’m sorry, Sebastian.
I’m sorry, guys.

Dr Milton?

I just realised that I forgot
to mention your loss.

Oh...

Uh...

That’s okay.

- Yeah.
- How are you?

Yeah, I’m coping.

Will you be coming back to us anytime soon?

Not just yet.
I don’t think so.

Oh.

Well, sincerest condolences.

Thank you, Victor.

Means a lot.

Oh, did you get your diary?

Uh, no, unfortunately not.

- Phone, mate, I’m telling you.
- Get with the 21st century.

I will.

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Things that indicate a persons
guilt are usually pretty apparent.

- Not always.
- Usually, though.

Like what?

- Like sweating.
- Right.

Stuttering or a panicked sort
of quality to the intonation.

Yeah, but not always though.

I’m not saying always.
I’m saying usually.

Here's someone now.

- Good morning, madam.
- Good morning.

You wouldn’t happen to have your
drivers license on you, by any chance?

Sure.

- Can I ask where you’re headed?
- Shepherds Bush.

I've been visiting my father in Ealing.

Five o'clock in the morning.

He's in the early stages of dementia.

I see.
Very sorry to hear that.

- What's going on?
- It's nothing to worry about.

You drive safely now, wont you?

See?

- And the innocent are usually more calm.
- Not always.

More forthcoming.
Again, I didn’t say always, Jim.

- Right.
- I said usually.

I'm gonna take a piss.

Fucks sake.

- Good morning, sir.
- Good morning.

You wouldn’t happen to have your drivers
license on you at all, would you?

- My drivers license?
- Yes.

Um... no, I’m afraid I don’t.

Although, if its important,

perhaps I could bring it to you
tomorrow or something?

- Bill?
- Yeah?

- Yeah, can you come here a minute?
- Really?

You know, to the station or whatever.

Do you mind if I ask you what's got
you out and about at such an early hour?

There was an emergency.
Um, my dog ran away.

I’ve been driving around,
searching for him all night.

- I see. And what's his name?
- Sorry?

- Your dog.
- Oh, um...

Lassie.

Lassie?

All right, would you mind stepping
out of the car for me please, sir?

- Bill!
- Give me a minute. Fucking hell!

Sir, would you mind stepping out
of the car please?

- I need to go.
- I’m afraid you cant go anywhere

- until we get this sorted.
- But my dog, sir.

That’s enough about the dog, okay?

Now I’m gonna need you
to take a step out of the car...

Sir!
Sir!

- Get off!
- Please stop! Sir! Stop!

Stop!
Don't! Stop!

Get off!

Stop the fucking car!

Bill!

Bill?

In surviving a catastrophe,
something worth bearing in mind

is that, no matter how much were prepared,

there are two important elements

over which we simply have no control.

The first is chance.

How can we ever hope to prepare
for what's impossible to predict?

The second is human fallibility.

At our core, we're a fundamentally
irrational species,

prone to emotional responses
that may not be the wisest.

Fucks sake.

Hello.

- Lee?
- Yeah?

Lee, I’ve been shot.

What are you talking about?

Lee, I’ve been shot in my stomach.

There’s blood fucking everywhere.

What do you mean?
Where are you?

- I’m really scared, Lee.
- Yeah, but... Where are you, mate?

You have to tell me where you are.

Remember the old factory?

- Yeah.
- Round about there.

Okay.
Okay, shit.

Fuck.
Fuck!

- Daniel.
- Sorry. Anna.

- Good to see you.
- Good to see you.

- How have you been?
- Okay.

- You look tired.
- Really?

A little bit.

How's Jack?

Good.
Yeah, he's good. He, uh...

He had this project meeting
in Manchester this morning,

so he couldn’t make it.
But he said to apologise.

It's all right.

Hey. Hi, guys.

Hello, Daniel.

- How are you?
- I’m good.

Listen, thanks for arranging all this.

The memorial was a wonderful idea.

Well, she deserves it.

Absolutely.

Barry.

How are you?

Shall we?

Jamie!

Shit.

Yeah.
I know.

I know that everyone here loved Beth.

But I suspect that many of you
feel a disappointment or anger

toward her for how she left us.

But my wife was a fiercely proud woman,

fiercely single-minded and independent.

When her hope was finally exhausted...

she made the decision...

selfishly, perhaps...

I don’t know...

to maintain her pride and independence,

even as it pertained to how
she would leave this world.

And I cant' say whether
that was right or wrong.

All I can say is that was Beth.

- Nice to see you.
- Oh...

- Hey.
- Hi, Dad.

- How you doing?
- Yeah, I’m doing okay.

- Lovely speech, Daniel.
- Adam, cheers.

That was a lovely speech.

Thank you, sweetheart.

- So, what's going on?
- What do you mean?

Why have you been avoiding me?

- Avoiding you?
- Yeah.

I’m not avoiding you. We...

We just spoke, what, a week ago, right?

Dad, that wasn’t a week ago.
It was two.

And I’ve called you several times since.

Okay, you’re right.
I’m sorry.

No, it's just I’ve been
really worried about you, Dad.

Sorry.

Well, why don't we make a date right
now to get together properly?

- Yeah, okay.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Lunch or something?

And we can catch up
on everything that’s been...

- Go ahead.
- No, it's okay.

No, seriously, it's fine.
I'll just go wait over there.

- What's up?
- Daniel, I need your help.

With what?
Don't you know where I am?

Yeah, your wife's... whatever, yeah.
Look, I’m sorry, mate.

But do you hear that?

That’s a man with
a fucking bullet in his stomach.

- A bullet?
- Yeah, and he's bleeding like fuck.

- And I need you to save him.
- Well, take him to hospital.

I can't, all right?

- Why not?
- I’m on my way down to the clinic.

No, no, no, don’t take him there, Lee.

- I don't have a choice.
- Yes, you do.

He's gonna fucking die
if you don't come and help.

- I gotta go.
- Lee, Lee, do not take...

Fuck.

- Take care.
- Bye.

Daniel, you okay?

I’m fine.

Look... I’m really sorry.
I have to go.

- You gotta go?
- It's a work thing.

- Are you back at the hospital?
- No. I’m in a new job actually.

Oh, really?

Yeah, I know the timing couldn’t be worse,

but it's an emergency.
I’m so sorry, sweetheart.

- What's going on?
- I can tell you about it later.

- Dad.
- Look, I'll call you to arrange our date.

Okay?
I promise.

I’m so sorry.

It was a beautiful ceremony.

Well, it's good to hear he's working again.

It's all right, Jamie.
It's all right, mate.

Stay with me, stay with me.

I’m sorry, Daniel.

Out of the way.

- What blood type is he?
- I don't know.

- Get some O negative from the fridge.
- O negative.

I can't find any.

- Here.
- Is that it?

- Well, it's... I...
- See if there’s any more.

- Don't think there’s any more.
- Should be another bag, Lee.

Oh, cool.

All right, the bags are up.

What are you...?
Oh, mate.

Were gonna need to remove his spleen.

- Why?
- Because there’s a bullet in it.

And he will die if I don't.

- Take these.
- Why?

- You need to hold the incision open.
- The... what?

The incision.
Take them.

Put them in.

- In the incision?
- Yes!

Wha...?

Careful.

You gotta hold it open,
so I can get my hands in.

- Good.
- Fuck!

You're all right?

- You’re not gonna throw up or anything?
- No.

No, I’m good.

All right.

Oh, God.

Is that it?

That’s it.

Okay.

- Lee?
- Yeah.

- Focus, we're not done yet.
- Okay.

Okay.

Get me air please.

Mom!

Is it like a sty?

- Excuse me, no, it's not like a sty.
- Are you sure?

Yes, you can come have a look if you like.

- Oh, I might.
- Good.

I won't call first though.
I'll just turn up and take you by surprise.

Don't do that.

Do you still, um...
You know, do you still wanna stick

with that particular area of study?

- Here we go again.
- I’m just asking.

Yes, I love that area of study.

You can always change your mind.

If you’ll excuse me,
I’m gonna go to the ladies.

- Leave her alone.
- I’m just teasing.

Well, you’re sort of teasing.

Just worried she's never gonna
be able to take care of herself.

- Yeah, but you heard her.
- She loves it, I know.

Yeah, she does.

And she's a fully-grown woman, Daniel.

She has to be free to succeed or
fail on her own terms, you know?

Doesn’t get any easier, does it?

No, it doesn’t.

I love you, Daniel.

Wow, where that come from?

I don't know.

Well, I love you too.

And, um...

I’m sorry for being
so preoccupied this last while.

- No, it...
- No, really, I am.

I’m sorry for being so...

- Pissed off about it?
- Yeah.

Okay.

Give me a kiss.

Oh, Jesus Christ, you two.
Give me a break.

She's ruining the moment.

But at least you didn’t fight.

Oh, no, it was lovely, actually.

- I even apologized.
- For what?

Oh, just my preoccupation with this,
you know, the late nights.

And what did he say?

He apologized too.

Well, that’s good.

Yeah. It was nice, you know,
to get rid of some of that friction.

So?

So the motor cells are still dying,

but the rate is a whole lot slower.

And that’s X331 again?

I don't think were gonna find
a more effective compound.

Yeah, me either.

That’s pretty exciting.

Okay, well, um...

Right, well, from here on then, why don't...?

- Oh, it's Eleanor.
- Oh, what have you done?

You’ve also transferred some resources

from the progeria research to Lancasters.

- Yeah, is that okay?
- Well...

But it just... It feels like were
really making progress there, so...

No, it's fine, but you’ll have to give James

a breakdown of all the extra hours
you’re working.

Oh, of course.

Like, as soon as you can because
its gonna be me he's bugging.

Yeah, I know, I will.

Okay.

So, uh, that... is that it?

Yeah.
How's everything else going?

Oh, great, yeah.

Okay.
Well, thanks for this.

- No problem.
- See you later.

Bye.

...Four were arrested
at the scene of the robbery,

while police believe
the fifth escaped in the van

which was later discovered
burnt-out in a field

near Perivale off the A40.

The victim of the hit-and-run,

DC William Robson, a 44-year-old father...

So that’s why you
couldn’t take him to hospital?

- What?
- Because you knew what he’d done?

Are you joking?
No.

Or you didn’t?

Well, not till now.
He just told me he couldn’t go there.

But you knew it was bad or illegal.

Look, look, well, I suppose
I might have suspected maybe.

But Jesus, I never thought
it was something like this.

How did he know about me?

- He didn’t.
- Well, why call you then?

Because he knows I have access to
certain things that most people wouldn’t,

which, I suppose, might include
someone like you. Jesus, relax.

- How long have you known him?
- Years.

He used to stay at our place
when he was young.

- Why?
- His mom was a junkie.

- What does it matter why?
- It matters, Lee,

because of how important it is
this place stays a secret.

What was I supposed to do, huh?

He calls me.
He tells me he's bleeding to death.

I told you to take him to hospital!

- Yes, but then he would have been caught then.
- What do you care whether he's caught or not?

I already told you,
he's a fucking friend of mine!

All right.

Look, I need to do some work.

Some work?

- Yeah.
- What?

You’re not going back to your thing?

Look, you need to have a think
about what you’re gonna do with him

because he can't stay here.
Do you understand?

- Yeah.
- Good.

I can't believe she's gone.

Yes, I...
I know.

Listen, no one can.

Anyway, I’m so sorry
I couldn’t stay any longer.

No, not at all.
Were just so happy that you came.

- Of course.
- Once again, apologies for Daniel.

Listen, we’ve celebrated a birth,
and that’s all that counts.

Am I right?

Yes, that’s right.

- Hey.
- Where's the money?

Money?

We need...

Jamie.

Hello?

Hello?
Is anyone here?

Dr Milton.

Hey.

- What happened?
- She collapsed.

What else?

That’s all I know. They’ve been
running tests on her ever since.

Right.

- Dr Milton.
- Yes?

- I’m Dr Copefield.
- So, what's going on?

Well, I’m sorry to have to tell you

that it seems your wife’s condition has...

I’m sorry.
What condition?

- Her Lancasters.
- Hang on a second.

- What are you talking about?
- She doesn’t have Lancasters.

- She does.
- No, trust me, she doesn’t.

Whatever your tests are suggesting...

But she told me she does.

She told you?

Yes, when they brought her in.

She said shes had it almost a year.

You didn’t know?

I didn’t want it to impact on your life.
Yours or Eve's.

My parents.

To be honest, I thought
I was gonna get there first.

- Get where?
- Well, come up with a cure.

But you said that was months away.
I could have taken care of you.

Oh, I didn’t need taking care of.

- Well, helped you then.
- How?

- I don't know, with your research.
- No, you couldn’t.

- Why?
- Well, because research isn’t your field.

- It was.
- Oh, for about a week.

- For about a year and a half.
- And how many decades ago was that?

Come on.

I could have spent more time with you.
I could have paid you more attention.

I know, I’m sorry.

So, what now?

Well, I’m not beaten yet.

We still have some time left,
so nothings changed

except there’s a tighter deadline now.

- Let me help you then.
- No, Daniel.

- I'll fetch you coffee.
- Oh, right.

- I'll clean your Bunsen burners.
- Oh, my God.

What, you think I’m joking?

Yeah, you’re an idiot.

Oh, darling.

- Darling, come here.
- Why are you laughing?

Oh, it's okay, darling.

It's okay.

It's all gonna be all right.

It's okay.

It's all right.

Fuck.

Daniel!
Daniel!

What?
What is it?

The stitches must have ripped when he fell.

Go and get some, uh...

Oh, shit.

- What?
- We’ve used the last of it.

- The last of the what?
- The blood. The O negative.

Oh, fuck!

- What we gonna do?
- Let me think.

- Daniel, what the fuck are we gonna do?
- Let me think!

- Hi.
- Hi, where are you?

Uh, I’m on my way back to work.

Where are you?

- Could you do me a favour?
- Sure. What is it?

Could you, um...?

Could you meet me at Temple tube station?

- Why?
- I really need you, Anna.

- Daniel...
- It's, uh...

- It's a matter of life and death.
- Life or death?

- I’m not kidding.
- Hold on.

Sorry, could you drop me off at
Temple tube station instead please?

Thank you. So where do I meet you?
At the entrance?

No, on the westbound platform.

The platform?

Okay.

- Only it won't be me.
- What do you mean?

It won't be me that meets you.

Wait, I’m confused now.

Who will it be that meets me?

This is a safety announcement.

Please take care when you...

- You’re Anna?
- Yes.

Right, this way, quick.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

- Where are we going?
- You’ll see.

I'll see?
What do you mean, I'll see?

Where is he?

It's just down here.
Not too much farther.

This is crazy.

All right, come on.

- I thought you said it wasn’t much further.
- You need to hurry up!

What the hell is this place?

- Anna.
- Daniel!

- What... What's going on?
- I need a transfusion from you.

- A blood transfusion?
- Yeah, I’ve got a kit in there.

- You’re joking.
- No.

Daniel, I’m not gonna give you my blood.

Are you crazy?
I don't even know where the fuck I am.

- We're underground.
- Yes, I’m aware of that.

- What are you up to here though?
- I'll tell you later.

- No, tell me now.
- I don't have time to tell you now.

- And yet you want me to give my blood...
- Will you do what he fucking tells you?!

Lee.

What the hell is wrong with you?

- Anna.
- How the hell do I get out of here?

Anna!

Who the bloody hell are you?

She's no one, George.

- Bloody invasion of bloody privacy.
- I’m sorry.

- What's going on, Daniel?
- Look, a man is about to die.

He needs a universal donor.

He needs you.
He needs your blood. I promise...

I’m not giving any blood!

- Anna, please.
- No!

Now, I’m gonna call the police
if you don’t...

What's that?

Chloroform or something?

Yeah.

You’re kidding.

I’m so sorry.

It's so hard to accept, you know?

And to think that, all that time,
she had that knowledge

while we were indulging ourselves.

Was that what we’ve been doing?

Well, wasn’t it?

Yeah, I suppose it was.

I take it we wont be seeing
each other for a while.

No, I-I suppose not.

Okay.

It's the appropriate thing to do, I suppose.

Do you regret what we did?

No.

Right.

Yes.

I...
I don't know.

Same here.

No, I don't.

I don't.

Same here.

Well, it's a private clinic, you see.

Right.
Yeah, I get you.

An accident victim came in.

- What was it?
- The accident?

Yeah.

A car crash.

And there was a problem with
the on-call surgeon for some reason.

Really?

So I had to go in.

And you couldn’t have just refused?

Would you have preferred me to?

No, probably not.

So how the rest of the day go?

Well, I missed you, but it was
good to see Granny and Grandpa.

Well, like we said, let's find a
date to have lunch,

and then we can...

have a chat about my...

All your recent elusiveness.

Yeah, amongst other things.

- I'll think about it.
- Fair enough.

So did they live?

Who?

The person.

The accident victim.

To be honest, we'll have to wait and see.

But we're cautiously optimistic.

Okay.

Bye, sweetheart.

Bye, Dad.

What are they?

I don't know.

What is this?

He had them hidden back where I found him.

Looks like about £2.000.000.

Well, what do you bring it here for?

Well, I thought we could use it.

For what?

Well, I don't know.
For...

- Christ.
- What?

Look, I understand you
wanting to save your friend.

- This is something else.
- How is it something else?

Because if were caught with it,
were screwed.

Well, if were caught doing what were doing,
were screwed in any case.

- This is different.
- How?

- It just is, okay?
- Yeah, but how though?

Because this isn’t what we agreed.

Because it's stolen.

Because the police are gonna be looking for
it. Because its £2.000.000 fucking pounds.

Are you really so stupid you can't
understand why there’s a problem?

- Don't call me stupid.
- Oh, Jesus, why did I ever get involved?

You got involved with me
because you needed me, all right?

Wait, but no, hang on a sec.

Were both benefiting from what we have here.

- All right?
- Yes, but...

And also, you’d have a whole lot more
to lose than me if we were to end it.

Am I wrong?

- Still...
- No, forget about still. Am I wrong?

- No.
- Well, I'd appreciate you’d remember that

the next time that you’re abusing me.

- Abusing you?
- Calling me stupid.

Because, look, I can put an end to this
arrangement any bloody time that you like.

All right, I’m, uh...

I’m sorry.

I’m not gonna go spending it,
if that’s what you’re worried about.

Look, I just thought, better here
than out there. That’s all.

Fair enough.

So are you, uh...
You staying tonight?

Yeah, still to, uh...

finish some stuff I was working on earlier.

Right.

How's that all going?

Slowly.

Okay, well, uh, better get these
out of the way.

- Are you staying?
- Yeah, of course.

Full occupancy.
Hardly going home.

Well, I'll see you later.

Yeah.

See you later.

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