All language subtitles for Witchblade 1x08 - Periculum (English (US))

Previously on Witchblade:

Common sense has never been a reliable
guide to understanding the universe.

You're from a line going back
through time and into the future.

Part of a warrior bloodline.

It's written that Joan's sword
seemingly came to life during her battles.

After her capture,
her weapon disappeared.

The Witchblade has a way of slipping
from its wielder's grasp...

...just when it is needed most.

The last wearer
of the Witchblade was Elizabeth Bronte.

An American spy in World War II.

Letters indicate that Elizabeth Bronte's
intel was key in breaking the Enigma code.

Which won the war.

Cathain was an ancient
Irish war goddess.

But her legends
must have some basis in fact...

...considering she wore
the Lann Cailleach.

The Witch's Glove in your
song, what did that mean?

Part of Cathain's legend.

She wore a gauntlet.
Made her invincible in battle.

But it also cut her
off from the world.

I believe the next chapter
pertains to the death of Conchobar.

- He dies?
- Mm, rather painfully, I fear.

No!

Is it testing her?
Is it the Periculum?

No.

Sara Pezzini,
a New York City detective...

...drawn into a chance encounter
with a supernatural weapon.

Each day, each mystery, each encounter,
will ultimately reveal her true destiny.

Sara has not left her
loft in four days.

She has not bathed.

She has not called anyone.
She has not eaten anything.

Last night, while she slept...

...I filled her kitchen
with all her favorite foods.

Whether she accepts the nourishment
is anyone's guess.

Police are still without a suspect...

...in the shooting deaths of three Northern
Irish counterterrorists and a rock poet.

I'm Blake Williams
for the Vorschlag Channel.

Your appraisal?

I am concerned for her.

Pezzini, go.

Sara, pick up.

Come on, I know you're there.

Pez, it's your partner.

What is your analysis?

Deep depression. Desperate grief.

A broken heart.

She may try and end her life.

I'm not saying
I can't handle things without you.

I'm just saying...

Sometimes work is the best antidote
for the kind of loss you're going through.

Take it out on
the bad guys, you know?

Pez, it all comes down to this.

Conchobar is the one who died, not you.

Are you sure?

What is your recommendation?

I should watch her closely.

The great test may be at hand.

You are a good and
faithful servant, Ian.

But...

...you know not your master.

Yeah. All that's in the report.

Hang on a sec.

McCartey.

Yeah, I know. Hey, I'll try
to get up there later today, man.

I'm crazed right now. Yeah, later.

McCartey. Yeah, yeah.

Hey, man, I'm in the vortex.
Let me hit you on the hip.

I'm back. Hello?

It's a pretty long ride from the
Banzai Pipeline to all this, huh, surfer boy?

Yeah. It's this damn Irish massacre.
I can't get caught up on the paper.

Oh, it's a tough case.
Especially without a partner.

Ah, I got Lubin and Hellstrom
working with me till Sara gets back.

How is, uh, Miss Pezzini?

- Good. Better.
- Good.

She'll be back soon.
Maybe even today.

Wow, great.

- Yeah.
- So, what is she? Uh...

...sick? Injured? What?

Food poisoning, we think.

So I guess all that Irish food
doesn't really agree with her, huh?

Excuse me?

That roomful of, uh, dead micks
down on the Hudson?

It looked like a...
Like a slaughterhouse.

I don't know what
to tell you, captain.

You could tell me
if you have any knowledge...

...that Sara Pezzini was at
or near that murder scene.

No, sir. None at all.

You know what you are, Jake?

You're a window.

And I wanna know all about it.

Pezzini, go.

- Pezzini, it's Gabriel.
- Gabriel.

I know you gotta be really bummed
about losing Conchobar.

I know you guys were tight.

I just wanted to do something
to make you feel better.

So, uh, I dug up some new information
about that bracelet of yours.

I think you wanna know. Call me.

No, no, don't hang up.

Now, I don't know
where your loyalties lie, McCartey.

But those dead Clancys
weren't thugs or crooks.

They were cops. Counterterrorists
working for the Belfast P.D.

They may also have been
thugs or crooks.

Not my problem.

And the one dead man among them
who wasn't one of us?

Sara Pezzini's boyfriend, Conchobar.

I wouldn't call him a boyfriend.

That's because you got
a schoolboy crush on the woman.

Come on, wake up, will you?
They were shtuping.

How do you know that, captain?

She tell you? He tell you?

You're right.

- Informed speculation.
- Yeah.

But I do know this.

On or about judgment day,
Miss Pezzini was in here online...

...researching the brother
of her dead squeeze.

A brother who happens
to be an I.R.A. Terrorist.

I already know that, sir.

I also know Pezzini
is fully and reliably alibied for...

...for the time of the murders.

- By?
- Kenneth Irons.

You ever heard of him?

Yeah, businessman guy
who owns the world, right?

That's the guy.

Sara was questioning him for background
on another one of our cases...

...when the Irish massacre went down.

You and I are going out
for a drink tonight.

I'm on duty.

Meet me after your shift, huh?
Come thirsty.

- Nice outfit.
- You too.

This thing has gone crazy, Danny.
You gotta help me.

That's why I'm here.

Why is it doing this to me?

What do you think?

What do...? I don't know.

Maybe, um...

Maybe the Witchblade
is punishing me for abandoning it?

You didn't abandon it.

I gave it to someone.

Here.

But you had to.

Maybe you shouldn't
have taken it back.

I... I didn't.

I, uh...

I... I woke up and it was...

It was back on my arm.

Danny...

I'm really scared.

- Mr. Irons...
- Seven major storm systems...

...roam the globe as we speak.

- Seven.
- Detective McCartey, N.Y.P.D. Homicide.

It's a record. A fluke or a miracle.

What do you think it means?

- Partners with Sara Pez...
- I know exactly who you are.

Well, in that case...

Don't worry,
I've already corroborated your lie.

Excuse me?

Your captain called me.

- Sir, if you'll just give me...
- It's all taken care of.

Sara Pezzini was here that day, taking my
deposition in the Dominique Boucher case.

All day.

Why did you back up my story?

I have the utmost respect for Sara.

If her partner needed to account
reliably for her whereabouts...

...at a given date and time,
I'm sure there was a very good reason.

- There was.
- Well, don't thank me, detective.

When I need a favor in return,
I won't hesitate to ask.

If you'll excuse me.

I know this is gonna sound lame,
but you have to relax.

You're not gonna help
by fighting against it.

Easy for me to say, huh?

Just think of your breath.
There's no effort involved.

Just make a place for it
and the air will flow into you.

Let your heart find its own rhythm.

- There's nothing to be afraid of.
- Okay. Okay.

Oh, my God.

What?

My hand. You're...
You're holding my hand.

Does that bother you?

Yeah, it bothers me.

I haven't been able
to even touch you since...

You know.

Since I died?

We can touch each other now, Sara.

Because you're dying too.

The Periculum, it has begun.

Then Sara's a true wielder after all.

I believe the trial
entails some testing.

Do we want Sara to succeed
or do we want Sara to fail?

Pezzini's failure
would end her life.

I don't know if I have 30 years
to wait for another wielder.

In that case, to Sara's success.

Yet throughout her initiation...

...she has been intractable,
headstrong, stubborn.

If fully empowered by the Periculum,
she might become impossible to manipulate.

You controlled Elizabeth Bronte.

I killed Elizabeth Bronte.

Why aren't you
enjoying this moment, sir?

You've waited 30 years for it.

Go to her. She needs you.

I don't.

Go on.

It's what you want, anyway.

Fear not.

Who are you?

I am the one who
walks beside you.

You're Joan of Arc.

But you have my face.

Your heart as well, and your soul.

Uh...

Where am I? What's happening to me?

This is the Periculum.

The test of your worthiness
to wear la Lame de Sorcière.

The Witchblade.

A trial by fire.

Life or death. Are you ready?

Do I have a choice?

No.

Let us begin.

Sara Pezzini,
you were chosen by the Witchblade...

...to wear it, to wield it,
to serve it.

Of all the women
of your time, you.

I understand that.
I do not understand why.

JOAN:
A wielder's genesis is complex.

She always arises when the dark forces
reach a certain critical mass.

The reverse is also true.

Whenever she arises,
dark forces reach a critical mass?

So you're saying this thing is evil?

The blade arises
to balance the darkness.

But neither is it good
as you understand good.

It is governed
by a different pair of opposites.

What opposites?

You must answer questions now,
Sara, not ask them.

The Witchblade has
been initiating you.

It has deemed you
worthy of our examination.

So answer well and truly...

...for on your answers
hangs your fate.

What happens if I flunk?

Then this dream has no awakening.

In my time, my nation
was under the lash of a foreign army.

Other of our sisters chose revolution,
enslavement, genocide.

They chose?

I didn't choose any of this.

Of course you did.

So I ask you.

What is your crisis, Sara?

What is your battlefield?

The whole damn world.

Kids murder each other at school,
a pregnant mothers shoots smack...

...the water is poison,
the air is pois...

Symptoms. Name the disease.

The root, the cause.

You don't understand.

The whole human race has gone insane.

Well-named.

What? I... I can't do
anything about that.

Insane. From the Latin, unclean.

You are the cleansing, Sara.

You will make them pure.

The Witchblade abandoned you.

You were burned at the stake.

How do I know
it's not going to abandon me?

How do I know it hasn't already?

You are not abandoned.

Captain?

Hey, hey, hey, sit down.

Thanks for coming.
I bought you a beer.

- You like beer, don't you?
- Oh, yeah.

Did you get some paperwork
off your desk?

- Yeah, I'm making some headway.
- Good, good, good.

I gotta hand it to you.

I really thought I had her this time.

Why do you want her so bad?

Well, Pezzini and me,
we go way back.

I mean, actually,
her dad and I go way back.

Yeah, he didn't have the, uh, talent
to do his job and rise.

So, uh, he always stuck his nose up
everybody's ass all the time.

That's not Sara's fault.

Yeah.

She's got the gene, though.
I can smell it.

Whatever.

Yeah, ha, ha.

Yeah, whatever.

- He shot my partner.
- What?

Yeah, yeah, Jim Pezzini
got hooked on a hooker...

...who happened to be a favorite
of a guy I was riding with.

- Get out.
- No.

Yeah, it was one of those,
uh, lover's quarrels, you know?

Romantic triangles.

Yeah. And on a Vice raid...

...Jim Pezzini put one
right between Ralph's eyes.

Yeah, the review board
whitewashed it as, uh, an accident.

Okay, but persecuting Sara
doesn't make any...

You know what? I really admire your,
uh, loyalty, McCartey.

I really do, even if it is misplaced.

I'm just saying she ain't right,
that one. Huh?

I can take care of myself.

Mm, mm-mm.

I know that you can.

So could Danny Woo.

Hey, Sara, it's me Gabriel. Open up.

Hey, you alive in there?
Open the door.

Well, like I said,
I found out some more about the blade.

Something about this gnarly test
of worthiness it forces on its users.

It ain't pretty,
especially if you fail.

Hello?

Well, look, if you, uh...

You wanna talk
or get a cup of coffee or something...

...just, um, give me a call, okay?

Hold fast.

Cathain.

You know my name?

Why are you crying?

Because death follows me.

No, Sara.

You are the one who follows death.

It was your life's work
before you ever encountered the Lann.

Remember?

But anyone
who ever gets close to me dies.

You think of death as evil
and evil as death.

That is a falsehood.

You could've fooled me.

What are you willing to sacrifice
to achieve your destiny, Sara?

What destiny?

Uh, okay, something about
returning sanity to the race, but...

Would you be willing to give up your life
to achieve this goal?

Sure.

Conchobar. We both loved him.

Can I get him back?

Yes.

No, wait, you can't leave now.

I have to know!

So I'm not the only one
looking out for her.

Watch her well.

- Why are you here, Jake?
- Because you told me to meet you.

No, no, no. I mean, why are you here?

Why are you a cop?

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

I'm a neat freak.

I wanna make my little corner
on this whole insane world...

...a little more orderly.

I've heard worse reasons.

What about you?

Nothing else ever seemed worth doing.

This is a sacred trust. A brotherhood.

- I agree.
- Okay.

If you agree that this a brotherhood,
why are you protecting Pezzini?

Because she's one of us.

- You think so?
- I know so.

I had, uh, Jerry Orlinsky run
an errand for me the other day.

I cut a deal with a local pimp
to turn over one of his girls.

A runaway,
her parents were looking for her.

Pezzini saw Jerry picking up the girl
before work.

She took pictures
and she threatened to use them...

...like it was some kind of a payoff.

And not just with I.A., with his wife.

Is that being one of us?

- Why are you telling me all this?
- Because you and I are the same guy.

We're the ones
who hold this whole mess together.

Underpaid, underappreciated.

- You got that right.
- Right? Listen.

There's a lot of good cops in
this unit. Family men, huh?

Risking their lives every day
and for what, huh?

For a couple
of thousand dollars a year?

You can't send your kids to community
college on the money that we make.

You got a solution for that?

Why aren't you with her?

There is nothing I can do for her.

You can protect her from others
with malintent.

She's already got a guardian angel.

You never used to second-guess
my judgments.

You were the perfect scalpel.

Sharp, precise.

Directible.

I am nothing but what you made me.

Now I have the capacity to evolve.

It's only because
you gave it to me.

Hollow words, Ian.

- You ever heard of the Praetorian Guard?
- Roman soldiers, right? Elite fighters?

The handpicked bodyguards
of the caesars.

But eventually,
they became so powerful...

...that they could overthrow the caesars
if they felt it was right.

Now, could you imagine
belonging to a unit like that?

Big responsibility.

We already shoulder that responsibility
whether you know it or not.

What I'm suggesting is we embrace it.

Maybe I've had one too many.
Could you be a little more specific?

This is a one-time-only invitation
to join a group of policemen...

...who understand the gravity of their job
and who reap the harvest fairly...

...just to make this insane world
a little more orderly.

You mean, you're vigilan...

Thanks.

No.

Sara Pezzini is a vigilante.
She's a solo act.

These men are a team, huh?
Men of conscience.

These are officers entrusted by
society to protect society.

And we protect each other.

.45 Magnum. I use a 9 mil.

Look closer.

A bull.

It's our totem, our talisman.
We call ourselves the White Bulls.

- Why a bull?
- Do you know what the bull symbolizes?

Power. Masculinity.

Manure?

So how does it work?

When someone is obviously guilty...

...and the system can't be trusted
to administer justice...

...we use one of these bullets.

Now, if you ever find a casing like this
at a murder scene, you just walk away.

And if there's fruit to harvest,
we take it.

We watch each other's backs.

Damn.

Yeah.

Hello, Sara.

I know you.
You're Elizabeth Bronte.

Oh, he can't hear us.

You were the last woman before me
to wear the Witchblade.

The last real one.

You're my grandmother, aren't you?

We are related,
but not in the way that you think.

We're the same person.

You mean, I'm you reincarnated?

Mm.

The idea of reincarnation
comes from a natural sense...

...that there is more to this world
than we can taste or touch.

Unfortunately, it misses
the main point.

- Which is?
- Time.

You think of time
as if it were a straight line...

...like a road or a train track...

...with the past at one end
and the future at the other.

The metaphor is seductive,
but it's highly misleading.

The world was flat
until we discovered it was round.

You must break
your old paradigm of time, Sara.

Both past and future
are contained in the eternal present.

Yeah, yeah, I saw The Terminator.
It made my head hurt.

It's a better example
than you realize.

Think of a reel of
motion picture film.

Each frame is a lifetime.

But all of them exist at once.

If you run it through the projector
of human consciousness...

- You create continuity.
- No, my dear.

The illusion of continuity.

But if you think of the reel
wound just so...

...some of the frames
touch other frames.

From one frame through another,
any frame can be reached...

...but all of them exist at once.

Wait.

Lately, time has been slipping for me.

Sometimes forward, sometimes back.

Is this why?

Yes. It's a gift of the Witchblade
I never learned to control.

Perhaps you can.

Some gift.

So time is just
a matter of perception?

I am not from your past, Sara,
nor are you from my future.

Both of our lifetimes
exist right now.

So I'm not your reincarnation.

I'm you.

As I am you.
And we are each of the other wielders.

Remember this and use it.

Are we alive or dead?

Oh, Sara, we have died a thousand times
and are born a thousand and one.

If I were to answer your question right
now and tell you, "Yes, you are dead"...

...how would you feel?

Released.

From the load I walk around with
all the time.

The load of what?

Fear.

It's fear.

What else would you feel?

Disappointed. Ha.

Because there's so much
I still want to do.

I haven't finished yet.

I haven't finished yet.

Today, Sara Pezzini...

...you have become a true warrior.

Walk forward in your truth.

Trust the Witchblade.

And when it guides you, follow.

The White Bulls. Pretty damn hardcore.

Risking everything for your ideals.
Not a lot of people would do that.

Not just ideals, Jake.
What we risk everything for is people.

- That's very noble.
- No, not really.

Considering the first people
we take care of is each other.

So you what,
skim the first count at a robbery?

Cop some drugs? Little protection
here, little graft there?

Jake, what do you think happens to,
uh, stolen money that we recover?

Say, you know, drug money,
after a trial?

Never thought about it.

It gets destroyed. Incinerated.

Now, why shouldn't it keep my dad
out of a home...

...or send your kid to NYU, huh?

Now, you wanna call that stealing?

- I don't.
- What do you call it?

Justice. Balancing the scales.

Now, as I said to you...

...this invitation is, uh, offered
to you one time and one time only.

What if I say no?

Well, we'll both forget
this conversation ever took place.

That sounds like a threat.

Oh, no, no, no. We never threaten.

We have a code and we never break it.

How was I chosen?

Very carefully.

We never invite anyone to join
who doesn't accept.

No, no, no, it's on me.

It's time for me to go.

Did I fail? The Periculum?

What do you think?

I don't know.

I don't feel worthy.

I haven't given any brilliant answers.

There are no brilliant answers
to the riddles of the Periculum.

Only true ones.

You said, "I don't know."

That was the true answer.

No, wait, please.

Who created the Witchblade?

Where did it come from?

It is a branch ripped from the tree
of the knowledge of good and evil.

Hell of a day.

Yep, a life-changer.

How long do I have to decide
whether to come to your party?

Well, the samurai say a decision
should be made in seven heartbeats.

We're gonna give you a little longer,
but not much.

If I agree, then what?

Well, every good thing has its price.

There would be an initiation of sorts.

A way for you to outwardly display
the changes taking place inside you.

Kind of a baptism.

By fire?

We'll discuss it when you, uh...
When you accept.

But I will tell you one thing.

Your price of admission will,
uh, concern Sara Pezzini.

You made it.

We can't touch anymore, Sara.

You can see into my world,
but you don't live here.

What do you mean?

You're no longer dying.

You're right, Danny.

Because I'm not afraid to.

Not anymore.

It's over. She's alive.

I assume that means
she passed the Periculum.

Correct. Sara and the Witchblade
are now one.

How do you feel about that?

Proud of her. And honored to live
in such an interesting time.

That makes our job more difficult.

We can no longer take the Witchblade away
from fair Sara, should it come to that.

We would have to take her.

Is that even possible?

Something tells me...

...you will be
the very first to know.

Leave now. I'm busy.

- Yeah?
- Sara?

Come on up.

Hey.

- Something wrong?
- No, nothing.

I mean, you look great.

I'm okay.

It's just, with everything
you've been through...

...I expected you to be, well...

...wasted.

I guess you can say I've, uh,
come to terms with a few things.

- Like what?
- I don't know.

My purpose.

What's all this?

Oh, just some stuff
that belonged to my parents.

I was in the mood to look at it,
see if they had any stories to tell.

I'm guessing they do.

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