All language subtitles for Heroes.S04E14

Previously on Heroes.

Claire.

So glad you could make it.

Whatever you're doing right
now, please, just stop.

This is much more dangerous
than you know.

No matter what happens
in your world,

you can always
come back to this one.

Whenever you want.
I know.

You killed Joseph,
didn't you?

You betrayed us
to the government.

And when Joseph found
out, you killed him.

You lying bastard.

I will tell you
how you die.

You die alone.

No one will mourn your death.
No one will shed a tear.

I wish I can change fate,

but you must
go on your path.

Give me my brother back.

Come on, Nathan.
I know you're in there.

I don't think
I can hang on.

Sure you can.

Nathan.

You need to accept
that I'm gone.

You fight the good fight. You've always
been everything that's good in the world.

Nathan.

I wanna see him.

The plane's ready to go.

I can handle this, Peter. You don't
have to have any part in it.

Yeah, I do.

It's awful.

Did the police, you
know, say anything?

Engine fire or...

Accident.
Tragic accident.

I'm so sorry for your loss.
Excuse me.

I tried to stop him.
I'm sorry.

Stop who?

Hello, Samuel.

Sylar.

Oh, good.
You remembered.

Get everyone to safety,

but not too far.
Understand? Go.

You're just delaying
the inevitable.

You could've killed Doyle.
You didn't.

I'll get to him.

I'm much more
interested in you.

Memories were
a little fuzzy,

like an orange that's
been left out too long,

but I could still
find my way back.

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Been a while since my body
and mind were together.

It'd be a crisis
for a lesser man,

having your soul ripped out
of you, but not for me.

I returned with one
simple, singular thought.

I know. Wait,
don't tell me. Fun?

Feast.

Love what you've done
with the place.

Brought a lot more
people in here.

Gonna make me
a lot more powerful.

No. It makes me
more powerful.

I've got
big plans for you.

Kill me now, you'll never
know what could be.

Everybody has
big plans for me.

I think that's all
people have.

Hey.

You all right?

I wasn't expecting
to see you.

Thought I'd
give you a lift.

Oh.

You don't want a ride?

I...

I'd actually prefer
if you didn't come.

You lied to me,

once again.

About Nathan's death,
about what you did.

God.

It was Sylar.

Did you forget
that it was Sylar?

Did you forget
what he did to me?

No.

He attacked me.
He cut open my head.

He killed my father,
and you...

You dressed him up in Nathan's
face, and I hugged him.

And I felt love for him.

We did the wrong thing
for the right reason.

We found a way
to contain Sylar

and to keep Nathan alive
at the same time. Claire.

It didn't work. We
shouldn't have done it.

You did.

And I need time to grieve
without being reminded why.

I keep looking up, too,
hoping to see him.

We never have been very
good with death, have we?

Or its complications.

Can't have been
easy for you,

covering this all up
with Noah.

How are you?

Okay. I'm okay, Mom.

Nathan was
a better liar.

Must've gotten that
from you.

I'm sorry.
You don't deserve that.

Sure, I do. I deserve every
ounce of your wrath.

No, you don't.

I just wanna put my fist
through a wall right now.

No. You wanna put a
fist through Sylar.

What do you want, Mom?

Don't do it.
Nathan was right.

You need to fight
the good fight.

Revenge will only
get you killed.

And I cannot bear
to lose you, too.

Claire's here.

Hey.
Hey.

You wanna help me
in the kitchen?

You trying to escape?

As quickly as possible.

Hey, guys, why don't
you take a break?

Thanks.

Hey, where's your dad? I
didn't see him out there.

I asked him not to come.

You pissed?

You're not?

Oh, I am.

Good. 'Cause you're about the only
person who's on the same page as me.

It's a hell of a lie.

They were trying
to protect us.

Yeah, that's fine.
I get that.

I mean, did they really think that
they were gonna get away with it?

Forever? That we would
just never find out?

Ow!

Damn it.
Let me see.

It's not healing.

I have the Haitian's power. I'll...
Sorry, I'll turn it off.

No, don't. Don't.

Let me find you
a Band-Aid.

A Band-Aid. I have not used
a Band-Aid in forever.

It's nice to feel pain,
to feel normal.

Or anything but normal.

Mourning Nathan could
not be more ordinary.

That's what
we're here to do.

To cut lemons and limes
and remember

that stupid jerk.

I can't believe he's gone.

Well, I hope he could find heaven
because he was a terrible navigator.

I mean, for a guy
who could fly.

Why are you laughing?
What's so funny?

He gave me endless grief for
dating a guy who could fly.

He said I had daddy issues,
which I do.

Whatever happened to that kid?
What's his name?

West. He goes at NYU.
We're Facebook friends.

It's nice telling stories.
It makes it a little easier.

What about you? You must
have a million of them.

I'll take these out there.

Won't get fooled again.

Restaurant closed.
Everybody get out.

Iron Maiden?
Seriously?

Just a little nickname that you earned
back in the day. It's a compliment.

What're you
doing here, Noah?

Aren't you supposed to
be at Nathan's wake?

Claire didn't
want me to come.

Do you have
the Sodium thiopental?

You wanna
talk about this?

There's just nothing
much to talk about.

I misled her, she's angry.
I don't blame her.

Maybe if I'd followed
my gut on this,

the whole thing
wouldn't have happened.

So the truth serum's
for you?

You're gonna confess
everything to Claire?

Not exactly.

Do you remember the
speedster down in Miami?

Carlos. The Cuban
Missile Crisis.

We couldn't figure out
how to stop him.

Well, it turns out that speedsters
don't like the cold, or Quaaludes.

But mostly the cold.

Tightens their muscles, slows down
their heart, levels the playing field.

Meet Edgar.

He's going to tell me everything
he knows about the carnival.

Needle?

Why did you put
Sylar in my trailer?

Because you're
going to help him.

He's not...
Dead? No.

He's amazingly resilient.

Muscles knitting
back into flesh.

But even though all the
parts are back into place,

there's something
wrong with him.

Well, yeah...

No, not that.

He had the chance to end
me and he couldn't.

He's different.

Not the cold-blooded killer.
Not the blank slate.

Then what?

That's what you're
going to find out,

and how we can use that
to our advantage.

How am I supposed
to do that?

With your charming
personality.

I'm not some piece of flesh
you can just toss around.

You didn't seem to mind
the last time he was here.

Don't be petulant.
It's ugly.

Everyone has to
do their share.

I know the rules.

If you had strength, I'd
put you in construction.

If you had the wisdom, you'd
teach the children. But no.

These hands are meant
for a softer trade,

plying out the demons
that haunt men's souls.

Don't disappoint me.

Your skin is so soft.
Just like a baby.

What're you doing?

I'm gonna help figure out
what's wrong with you.

There's nothing
wrong with me.

I heard differently.
You couldn't kill Samuel.

Let's find out why.

What're you afraid of?

You're lonely.

And you're afraid
you're gonna die alone.

But you want love. You just don't
think that you deserve it.

Do you know what I do
to people like you?

You cut open our heads,
you steal our powers.

And you see
what people want.

Their desires,

their hopes.

I like it.

What're the tattoos for?

A map.

How to find what you need.

You don't want
to help me.

You want to manipulate me to
your agenda to kill Samuel.

I see what you want.

I got your power.

I don't need to kill. That's
just something I like to do.

Not anymore.
You're impotent.

I tried to find
a photo of you, but...

There are none.

Not of the
illegitimate daughter.

Nathan wanted to
acknowledge you.

But you convinced him that
it would tarnish his career.

I know.
I've heard the story.

You're angry.

I'm disappointed,

in you and my dad.

I'm supposed to look up
to my elders,

yet I can't believe a word that comes
out of either one of your mouths.

Well, I can't
blame you, Claire.

But you do have a good
head on your shoulders.

You've grown into
a fine young woman.

It's Peter
I'm worried about.

Wow. That I actually
do believe.

He's empathetic
beyond his years.

But now it's
his time to grieve

and he has absolutely no
idea how to go about it.

He needs a shoulder
to lean on.

Yours.

You're his mother.

I am.

But like you, I'm afraid he
will never trust me again.

He'll listen
to you, Claire.

He's up on the roof,

listening to that police
scanner, looking for justice.

Please help him.

We got a 10-23
at 1583 West Hudson.

Repeat. A 10-23 at
1583 West Hudson.

I have a barricaded
suspect and hostages.

Shots fired.
No sign of suspect.

All units, hold back. I'm alone in here.
I don't want to agitate him.

Fifty-five standing by. In
position outside south corridor.

No sign of suspect
or hostages. Awaiting...

I need you to keep breathing.
Just breathe.

Claire?
What're you doing here?

I followed you. What the hell
do you think you're doing?

Claire, I'm helping,
and so are you.

Come here.
Give me your hand.

Put it right on that. Right there.
Don't move.

Claire, this is Wendy.

Hey.
Hi.

Don't worry about the blood. Just keep
the pressure on, okay? And don't move.

Wendy, what did you say
this guy's name was?

Adam Malamut.

He got fired, and then
he just went crazy.

Just relax.
I'll take care of it.

Peter, you can't do this.

It's a little late
for that.

Peter, wait.
Why are you doing this?

Because I need to be more
than a Band-Aid, Claire.

Wait. I'm the one who can't
get hurt by bullets.

Just take a deep breath.

In through your nose,
out through your mouth.

Try to stay calm.

Where's Samuel?

What's he planning?

What does he want
with Claire?

I don't know.
I swear.

Nice weight.

Good balance.

Sharp as hell.

You make this yourself?

This is fine work.
I'm impressed.

Hey,

is this the knife
that cut me?

Yeah.

Let's start again.
Where's Samuel?

Noah, can I
talk to you?

Look, I get
that you're angry.

This guy sliced you up
like this albacore...

That's toro. And this has
nothing to do with revenge.

You sure? Because his face looks
an awful lot like revenge.

I just want some answers.

I know you do. But I can tell
you that torture doesn't work.

Look, I might have been the
Iron Maiden back in the day,

but I have changed.

And you may think that I'm shoving
my liberal agenda down your throat,

but you are losing your target.
You're emotional.

I'm not emotional.
I'm just...

Worried about Claire.

What Samuel's done
to her, said to her.

And these medieval tactics aren't getting
you anywhere with either of them.

Thanks for the
Sodium thiopental.

Stop using him as a punching
bag and start talking to him.

There's a story
you're not getting here.

Try to be objective. Look at
the facts of the situation.

He doesn't have
a compass.

Why doesn't
he have a compass?

Honey tastes sweeter
than vinegar. I promise.

Who the hell are you?

Don't worry about her.

There you go. You just keep
that gun pointed right at me.

You work here?

No. I'm just like you.

Having a bad day.

The worst, in fact.

See, I just buried my brother.
He was murdered.

And if that's not bad enough,
I had to stage his death.

Like I'm some kind of mobster
or spy, but I'm not.

I'm just some kid
from New York City.

And now everyone expects me to shake hands
and pretend like everything's normal.

But it's not.
It's far from that.

Why are you
telling me this, man?

Because I understand
where you're at right now.

You wanna punish the people
that have hurt you.

I know what that feels like.

I wanna torture the guy that murdered my brother.
I wanna make him scream.

That's all
I can think about.

But I'm trying
to be hopeful.

I'm trying to be strong even
though I feel myself slipping.

Look, I promised my brother
that I'd be a hero.

Don't make me a liar.

Not today.

That hurts
every time.

Well, it's supposed to. That's what
happens when you take a bullet.

I thought I'd
get to him first.

I did take him
down though.

Yeah. You saved the day.

And it's your turn
now, Claire.

Come on.
Help me out.

I don't think that's gonna
solve anything, is it?

What are you talking about?
Quit messing around.

I'm messing around?
What about you, huh?

Running into danger.
Going off after Sylar.

You're not gonna do anything but get
yourself in trouble. You've got to stop.

No.
You have to.

I can't.

I'm not always gonna be here to
be your personal safety net.

Then I guess this is a good
ability to hang on to.

And even if you do,
then what?

What kind of life is this?

Human pincushion.

If I keep moving,

if I just act on instinct,

then I don't
have time to think.

About Nathan?

Nathan would be so
pissed at you right now.

Lying to yourself.
Lying to us.

You're not honoring his memory.
You're avoiding it.

If I think about it,
then it's real.

If I mourn,

then it's real.

I miss him.

I know. Me, too.

You like tea?

Stupid question.
You're British.

Here, drink up.
You must be freezing.

I thought the skirt
was the good cop.

Oh, the skirt is the
good cop, trust me.

This is her idea,
the two of us talking.

If it were up to me, you'd
be down six fingers by now.

I spotted you as I came out
of my daughter's dorm.

I figure your top speed is somewhere
between 600, 700 miles an hour.

More?

You could've killed me at any time.
Flew past, gutted me. Blink of an eye.

But you want me alive.

You need me for something.
What is it?

You don't have a compass.
You can't get home.

What're you doing out here?

Exiled.

What did you do?

Found out that Sammy killed
his brother, Joseph.

He convinced the lot
it was my fault.

And they just believed him
on his say so?

What's he planning?

What's he going to do with them?
Is he recruiting more?

I don't know. Sammy's all
about saber-rattling.

He ordered me
to kill Danko.

To slice up your gut.

Sorry about that.

You don't seem
like a hitman to me.

I'm a juggler.
Joseph taught me.

Called it the most
useful skill a man needs.

A juggler?

You can keep a chainsaw,
knife, and torch in the air,

you can
balance anything.

But you're all out of balance.
You're exiled, you're lost.

Why did you attack me?

Thought if I caught
a bogeyman,

brought you back to Samuel,
he'd take me back.

You'd go back to Samuel

even after he killed your
friend and blamed it on you?

I'm afraid of what he's
gonna do to my friends,

where he's gonna
lead my family.

That makes two of us.

We could help
each other here, Edgar.

Enemy of my enemy makes us

less antagonistic.

We could stop
Samuel together

before he has a chance to hurt
the people we love the most.

You think that
tea's gone cold?

Fresh out of ink.

You destroyed
the last batch.

Then make more.

You want a tattoo?

You want to find out where
you're supposed to go next?

I say you're
already here.

I don't think so.

I know why
you can't kill.

Lydia told me
everything.

I doubt she told
you everything.

You think people are lying,
manipulative bastards

that're just trying
to con you.

Aren't you?

You're hurting.
You need a friend.

Even though
I tried to kill you?

Especially because
you tried to kill me.

You're not special. You're
like everyone else.

We all need people
who understand us,

care for us.

Who is she?

Vanessa.

The love of my life.

I'd move mountains for
her if she'd ask me.

I haven't seen her
around here.

No.

She's out there.

I'm afraid
she'll reject me

for who I am,
for what I've done.

That's the way you think, too.
That no one could love you.

Stop pretending like
you know who I am.

You have no idea.

I know Hiro Nakamura said you're going
to die alone, and it's haunting you.

I know you.

I am you.

I'm not a good guy,
but I'm not all bad either.

I found love and forgiveness and
acceptance right here. And you can, too.

If that's true,

let the tattoo show me
and I'll stay.

What?

You afraid I might
see something else?

I'm a carnie.
I live for games of chance.

You sure we should
have him up here?

Trust begets trust.

I never had miso soup before.
It's good. Thank you.

No. Thank you, Edgar.

This is invaluable. Now we
know what we're up against.

The problem, of course,
is finding it.

Claire has a compass.
No.

I'm just saying.

I'm not putting her
in the middle of this.

You must have a way
to get back in.

Lydia. She has no great
love for Samuel.

Good. Good. Okay.

We're gonna isolate Samuel
here in this backstage area,

quick and targeted.

And nobody else
gets hurt, right?

Ideally.

We're gonna do everything
we can, but this is a raid.

When it's over, I promise you
we will take care of everybody.

We'll find them all homes.

They've got a home.

The carnival's our home.
Samuel's the problem.

If they're wrapped
around his finger,

he's gonna use them
to protect himself.

They're lambs.
They know no better.

- He's brainwashed them, Edgar.
- Look what he did to you.

He turned you from a
juggler into an assassin.

Even if we stop Samuel,

can you promise me that somebody
else won't just take his place?

I know that you think
of this as a family,

but it has a lot more
in common with a cult.

Your friends need help.

They need to be
left alone.

Left alone out in the
open makes them targets.

I have never
seen that end well.

But by separating them, by reintegrating
them into the real world,

we can make sure that this
doesn't happen again.

What are
you doing, Edgar?

It was a mistake coming
here trusting you.

I won't let you
hurt my family.

Okay, Edgar,
just slow down.

You're not
a violent person.

No.

You are.

What's it doing?

Stop thinking. Stop
trying to force it.

Just let it happen.

Well, isn't that
interesting?

I guess
you were wrong.

I don't belong here.

I like it better up
here than down there.

I have a love-hate
relationship with rooftops.

You gonna
go back tonight?

Yeah, I've got
school tomorrow.

Unless you want me
to stay, which I can.

No, I'm cool.

Yeah?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Because I've got
to trust you.

Can't have you
lying to me. Not you.

I'll always be
honest with you.

Promise.

Strange request.

Your old boyfriend...

West.

Could you call him for me?

Yeah.

Why?

We had everything we needed
to end this and I blew it.

You're being
hard on yourself.

I thought the expression
was "too hard on yourself."

No, no.
I said it right.

You still think
honey tastes sweet?

I still think it was
the right move. Yes.

Look, I've seen this before
with other cult leaders.

Samuel has done
a number on Edgar.

He's got his hooks
in all of them.

You mean Claire?

Yeah, I mean Claire.

You're still her father.

You're the only one she has
left, and she needs you.

You know, the thing about burnt
bridges is they can be rebuilt.

Vanessa.

In the library,
studying late.

Gretchen.

Great.

Hello, cheerleader.