All language subtitles for The.Bloodhound

Hello?

JP?

Vivian?

I don't like people
photographing my family.

I'm afraid I'm going to have
to confiscate that camera...

and then strangle you to death.

JP.

Francis.

JP.

Francis.

JP.

Francis.

JP.

Francis.

You look exactly the same.

Only you look like
you're going on a safari.

I feel like
I'm going on a safari.

Well, the animals here
tend to stay in their dens.

This really
is quite a place, JP.

Oh, gosh, you don't know
the half of it.

It's very much like
you've entered a dream,

for better or worse.

It was my grandma's on the Luret
side originally, Dad's mom.

Her paintings are all over.

- You told me on the phone.
- I'm sure I did.

I've been having a problem
with my short-term memory.

Is that part
of your condition?

It's strange, you know,

I can remember all these things
from way back,

only sometimes I don't know
if I'm remembering

something that actually happened
or remembering a dream.

Oh, gosh.

What's the matter?

Would you mind taking your shoes
off before we go any further?

Oh geez, I'm sorry.

It's perfectly alright,
really.

I don't think
I tracked anything in.

I wouldn't care if you did.

Oh.

Uh, where should I put them?

- Not bad.

Tell you the truth,
I always get a bit anxious

when people have
their shoes on in the house.

It always feels like
they're about to leave.

And you just got here.

Lot of shoes in there.

The shoe cave.

Now I just need
to spin around ten times

so that the world
doesn't end in flames.

I can't believe
it's been ten years.

Mm, my father's memorial.

Sorry I didn't keep in touch.

My fault as much as yours.

It's funny, I hope this doesn't
sound too strange, but...

you're in my dreams quite a lot.

You're in my dreams, too.

Usually, it's you and me
and Vivian...

in some house somewhere.

Well, here we are.

What made you decide to call?

Believe it or not,

I suddenly remembered
watching a war movie with you.

- Which one?
- I can't remember,

but there was a young man
dying in another man's arms,

and there was that feeling
of brotherhood

that I've never
completely understood

but have always been
very moved by.

Anyway, I realized
I no longer had that in my life,

and I wanted to cry.

What made you say yes?

Well, gosh, when you said
you needed help,

it was hard to say no.

It means a lot
to hear you say that.

You caught me at a good time.

Anyway, I was excited
to reconnect.

Me too.

It's just me and Vivian now,
you know. That's it.

That's the Luret family.

Where is Vivian?

She might be worse off
than I am.

Is Vivian sick, too?

She hasn't been right
since Dad died.

And if she's down, I'm down.

That's how twins work,
you know?

- Are you gonna be alright?
- Tell you truth...

I've never been able to half-way
imagine myself in my old age.

Depression's always been
the family evil.

All the money you could need
and no peace at all.

Now, Viv and I aren't connecting
like we used to.

I think she's tired of me.

Maybe I squeeze too tight.

Anyway, now I have you
to connect with.

I'm all yours.

Although it wouldn't be
a very satisfying safari

without a Vivian sighting.

Yeah, well.

Incidentally, I wouldn't get
too close to her room,

unless you want
to get clawed to death.

That dangerous, huh?

No, I mean it.

Don't bother her.

I should see
if she wants some coffee.

Listen, I was thinking of making
brats and spaetzle tonight.

I thought you were going
to say that.

Or, well, I hoped you
were going to say that.

I'll run out,
and get what we need.

No, there's no need.

I have everything.
I had it delivered.

You can have practically
anything delivered here.

We never have
to leave this place.

- It's me.

- Vivian!

Do not behave this way.

You can live with that
on the floor.

That was grandma's
French porcelain, you bitch!

I want to know how things
are really going.

Not good.

- Money troubles?
- Oh, sure.

Are you homeless?

Not exactly.

Where are you keeping
your belongings?

- In a storage unit in Burbank.
- Burbank?

You've not had the same lap
to fall into as I have.

I forget that.

Listen, you've got to promise
not judge me too harshly

when I tell you this,

but I haven't stepped foot
outside this place in two years.

Two years?

Well, it's a nasty world,
you know?

I mean,
it's beautiful for sure,

but it's too nasty.

Just the other morning, I read
that a man walked into a café

and started killing people
with a hammer,

at random.

It's senseless out there, and
I don't want to be part of it.

You sound like
a 100-year-old man.

I am an old man in many ways.

I've figured out
what I want with my time,

and it's being here.

When I walk in this garden,
I feel like a boy again,

and I remember
the smell of things.

And it's even stronger
with you around.

I really hope
you stay for a while.

Viv?

Get out of here,

or you'll die
with the rest of us.

I shuffle a deck
when I'm restless.

I just saw Vivian.

Viv?

Like a log.

I'm not crazy.

She does sleepwalk.

- That must have been it.
- Yeah, or, you know,

maybe you were sort of
dreaming yourself.

Come on, JP.

Are you awake right now?

Yeah, of course I'm awake.

Look, she was dripping wet.

Francis,
you've had an accident.

This is you.

Are you sure
you're awake right now?

I think so.

Hmm.

I'll be interested to see if you
remember this in the morning.

It's some sort of litany.

It's beautiful, isn't it?

I don't even know
what she's saying.

Is that for me?

I was going to make
something more elaborate,

then I remembered you like
nothing more in the world

than buttered toast.

- Mm!
- If that's still true.

Yes, it is.

I've got good news.

They can bring your stuff here
from Burbank.

We'll just throw it
in the workshop.

How is that?

They're bringing
my stuff here?

It's already taken care of.

Well... gosh, I don't mean
to be confrontational,

but I wish you'd have
brought it up with me first.

Yeah, but then
it wouldn't be a surprise,

and now you can just
pocket that monthly fee.

- How'd you sleep?
- Not that well.

Did you talk to Viv?

About what?

About last night.

What about last night?

- Coming in here.
- Who?

We talked about it
in the kitchen.

I don't remember that.

Are you sure it wasn't a dream?

What are you looking for?
I started a load this morning.

You did laundry this morning?

You're saying
Vivian came in here?

We talked about it.

- I wet myself.
- Wet yourself?

Be straight with me, JP.

I'll be completely
straight with you,

and this is something
you'll just have to lean into.

This house is, you know,
a beautiful place,

but it's a strange place.

What can I say, the imagination
is one of its oldest allies.

What are you doing
with those sleeping bags?

I found these when I was
clearing out the workshop

this morning, and thought...

for old time's sake,
we might...

Oh no, JP, I think
we're too old for that.

Please?

Please?

Please, please, please,
please, please, please,

please, please, please, please.

- It's a bit rough for me, JP.
- I'm sorry, Francis.

I was just playing.

I haven't played with anyone
in a while.

I'm gonna go take a shower.

Breathe.

Can you still say
your presidents?

George Washington, John Adams,

Thomas Jefferson,
James Madison, James Monroe.

John Quincy Adams,

Andrew Jackson,

Martin Van Buren,
William Henry Harrison.

Your heart is good.

Blood pressure's good.

I might start you
on the inhaler again.

Are you drinking
plenty of water?

No.

I've known Jean Paul
since he was seven pounds,

and even as a baby
he was melancholic.

What exactly
is wrong with him?

Francis, you know,
sometimes a sickness of the soul

can will the body
to suffer likewise.

That being said,
it could be a number of things.

He shouldn't
exert himself so much.

At least not so dynamically.
I recommend stretching.

Stretching?

Make sure he's hydrated,

that he doesn't drink
too much alcohol.

And talk to him.
Keep him company.

What he needs right now
is a companion, a friend.

'I saw what you did, kid,
it was great.

'I'm proud of you, Frankie.'

'Thanks Lieutenant.'

'All right, keep it there.
You'll be alright then.'

Isn't this wonderful,

getting to spend
all this time together?

Francis?

It is.

It's quiet.

Very quiet.

You know, my grandmother drank
herself to death in this room.

Did I ever tell you that?

Every once in a while
when it's quiet...

you can hear her sigh.

Francis.

I had a terrible dream.

May I sit?

OK.

There was a creature
in the dream.

A sort of man, but something
was wrong with his face.

And he'd wrapped it
in a shirt or something.

I knew that underneath
was the face of a dog

and the face of a pig.

And everywhere he went,
he crawled,

and he wore a leather jacket
and jeans.

In the dream, I knew
his name was The Bloodhound.

And I knew he got around
by using the rivers and sewers.

He'd crawl into a house
and hide in the closet.

And the house
would give him power,

and he'd fill everyone
with fear.

And they'd be afraid
until there was a tenderness

between the people
in the house.

A real tenderness.

An apology.

Forgiveness.

The real deal sort of thing.

And then he'd move down
the river and find a new house.

It was just a bad dream.

Can I stay in here?

Stay in here?

I'm still a little spooked.

Well, I know it wasn't
me, because I'm still hungry.

I'd never
treat a brat that way.

That leaves Vivian.

I don't want to act
like a crazy person,

but what the fuck
are you doing?

Dishes.

I thought I told you
to leave Vivian alone.

She's in the shower.

I thought I'd see
if there were any plates.

You don't need to go
into her room,

definitely not.

There's a bowl of vomit
on the floor in there.

Goddammit, Francis.

Why can't you mind
your own fucking business?

- I don't think she's well, JP.
- She's not, for Christ's sake.

She's out of her bird.

And that doesn't concern you?

Are you kidding me?

All I do is try to help her.

And you can help
by leaving her alone

and following the house rules.

Yeah, keep my shoes
in the cave

and only go into the rooms
you say I can go into.

You're a guest, aren't you?

I don't see what's so
unreasonable about that.

You're not supposed
to listen to Mozart

to feel bad about yourself.

You listen to Mozart
to stir the wonder.

I know Natasha isn't, you know,
a world class soprano...

but she can still
light the fire,

stir the wonder a little.

I guess it wasn't exactly
the kind of connectivity

and shared experience
I was hoping for.

Don't you think
it'd be interesting

to go down the hill
to a bar or something?

I'd rather walk along the beach
until I died.

I know what to do.

I wanna show you something.

I don't get it, JP,
it's a porno.

Call it what you want.

Feels a heck of a lot
like a porno.

Recognize the couch?

Good god, JP,
did you make this?

Who are these women?

Friends.

Well, expensive friends.

This is very hardcore, JP.

I've suddenly
remembered something.

We watched a porno
when we were...

God, we must have been 12.

I don't remember that.

We were in my room, in the dark.
You were behind me.

It was a fairy tale porno.

Alice as sodomized by a cat-man!

Does it make you uncomfortable
when I touch your leg?

What about up here?

Relax Francis.

Or here?

Holy cow, Francis!

We were just playing around.

- We're drinking!
- I'm going to bed.

We're drinking,
we're nightclubbing!

- You should have some water.
- Fuck your water, Francis, OK?

- Fuck it!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, you're right,
can I have some water?

- Hi.
- That was 45 minutes.

Uh, no, that was 35.

No, 45, which means
we don't pay you,

and you can fuck off
back down the driveway.

- JP, just...
- I was 35.

- This man's a lunatic, Francis.
- I am not, you are.

I'm gonna kill you!

Developments in neuroscience
have suggested

that entering a new space
or crossing a threshold

can cause one to forget whatever
it was they were entering to do.

Did you use all the cash?

Francis?

He went for a grand.

He deserved none of it.

That's a lot of cash
to have on hand.

Yeah, well,
you gotta have pizza money.

Are you alright?

Ah, it feels like my head
is being squeezed by some demon.

I'll get you some aspirin.

What was I doing?

Francis,
I'm gonna have a nap.

Someone crawled around while
we were sleeping and robbed us.

My cameras are gone.

And someone
got into the pizza money.

Pizza money?

Was there a lot?

There was a lot of pizza money,
as a matter of fact.

What a shit show!

Do you want to call the cops?

Just let me know what you're
missing. We'll take care of it.

You're not responsible, JP.

It's nothing for me
to replace your cameras,

you know that.

Whatever you say.

I just wish
we could have caught him.

I wouldn't want to kill him.
I just want him to feel fear.

Do you want me
to call Dr. Ricky?

I want you to call the bakery.

Edmond's.

I want a chocolate cake
with butter cream frosting.

And let's clean this up.

I don't want Vivian
to see what's happened.

What's the cake for?

Vivian's birthday.

Oh, shit.

October 26th.

I forgot, I'm sorry.

Happy birthday.

I don't care about birthdays,
but I care about Vivian.

Chocolate cake
with butter cream frosting.

- Sure.
- What did I say?

Chocolate cake
with butter cream frosting.

She goes nuts for it.

What do you want for dinner?

Brats.

You look anxious.

I had a bad dream last night.

You really want to get
out of here, don't you?

Why do you say that, JP?

Trapped in this house,
and we're not even safe anymore.

You can't make peace anywhere.
Someone always fucks it up.

Are you going to leave me,
Francis?

I'm not going anywhere, JP.

It's your birthday.

What about champagne?

Do you want champagne?

Where can I find some?

There are bottles
in the vault.

I'd go down myself, but...

I'm afraid to go down there.

JP.

JP?

- Can you hear me?

JP?

'Hello?'

JP, the vault door has closed.

'Oh, no.'

Can you help me out?

You don't like it down there?

No.

'Oh.

'I guess I ought to
let you out.'

Thank you.

Press zero six times
on the call box.

I know it's ridiculous, OK?

Keeping myself here.

To be perfectly honest
with you, Francis,

I feel like a slave
to some sort of...

I don't know, irrational fear.

What can I say about it?

I keep thinking
I'll suddenly wake up...

floating around in space alone.

Spinning forever.

Occasionally bumping
into someone else

who's also floating...

but they're always a stranger,

and they're never happy
to see me.

I'm happy to see you, JP.

Yeah.

I wish that were true
of my own sister.

She won't even
have dinner with us.

Every time I try to get close,
I make it worse.

I don't understand
how she can be so cold.

I don't want any cake.

I have an idea.

She's not gonna go for this.

She gets sort of unreasonable.

Knock, before
these things go out.

Viv, it's me.

I'm with Francis.
We have a cake.

It's chocolate
with butter cream frosting.

Francis has lit
a number of candles.

We thought for your birthday

we could all have
some cake and champagne.

What do you say?

These candles are gonna turn
into a thin layer of wax...

I did warn you.

I'll get you a glass.

- That's not necessary, JP.
- Shut up, Francis.

It's my birthday.

I'm not blind.

I have eyes.

More importantly,
I have feelings.

I know things haven't been
going so well around here.

My only surviving
family member hates me.

You and I haven't achieved
any sort of connectivity

or shared experiences,
I know that.

Or whatever that means.

Anyway, I haven't got long.

You don't know that.

You don't even know
what's wrong with you.

I feel it coming.

I had a dream last night, too,
you know?

That Vivian died...

and we put her in the vault.

And we were sitting
on the floor upstairs crying...

when suddenly
I got this horrible feeling

that she wasn't really dead.

And so I rushed down...

and when I found her,
she was standing there.

And she came over to me...

and she kissed me,

and we both fell to the floor.

I guess we were both dead.

It was so real
I can't even tell you.

I've seen the tears
of the oppressed,

and they had no comforter,

and power is on the side
of the oppressors

and they have no comforter.

And I know that the dead
who've already died

are happier than the living...

but better than both is the one
who has never been born.

JP, where's Vivian?

Dead, Francis.

Vivian died last night.

As far as I'm concerned,
she killed herself.

- JP.
- Tomorrow she'll be cremated.

I have permission to keep
her here with us until then.

In the vault...

Just in case.

You can't be serious.

I'm going to go be alone
for a while.

What was this, Francis?

What was what?

How did we get here?

You and I?

Or people in general?

Mm.

Well, there was a bang.

A bang.

Something like that.

Planets were formed.

Somehow water got into the mix.

Then we got some fish.

The fish
climbed out of the sea.

Turned into apes.

And then one day,
the apes woke up.

The apes woke up.

They woke up
and saw the world,

you could say.

The apes turned into JP...

crying on the floor.

I had this thought
my whole life

that it was all going
to mean something.

That it was all gonna
add up somehow.

But I don't know.

Does it?

Friendship means something,
doesn't it?

What can I do for you, JP?

Will you hold me?

I guess I'm scared.

OK.

I just wanted
to give Viv a bracelet

that was like the one
I lost when we were kids.

I took it from her
at dad's place in Malibu

and lost it in the waves.

I was so scared

because I realized
how big the ocean was.

And I thought
about all the years

it'd be at bottom of the sea.

Long after I'm gone.

Sorry, JP.

I dragged her down with me,
squeezed too tight.

- JP.
- And I've tried

to drag you down
with me, too.

I just wanted to get back
to a place where things were...

I don't know, Francis.

New?

Full of mystery.

I took the money.

I stole the money.

I guess I've been scared, too.

When I came here, I was only
thinking about myself.

But when I started thinking
about leaving...

I realized you're
the only real friend I have.

I know, Francis.

There's nothing that happens
in this house that goes unknown.

I just needed
to hear it from you.

That's all I've ever wanted.

What is that?

JP?

JP?

You were Mr. Luret's
caretaker?

I was his friend.

Joe.

I don't know what this is.

It means it's all yours.

There's no one else on there.

And there's this.