All language subtitles for Superstition - 1x10 - Green-on-Blue

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Last time on Superstition...

You know the rumors about
my family? It's all true.

I have a lot of vacation days

that you guys have
been urging me to take,

so I'm cashing that in.

These infernals are imprisoned
in this ring for a reason.

I don't want you to sit
waiting for me to come around.

Come on, Raymond! Get
in there and fight!

Come on, get in there.

Ooh!

Overbay, the enemy
just panned out of you.

Now you gotta call home and tell
your parents that you are dead!

You know why? 'Cause you got no fight!

Fight, Overbay! Fight!

Fight!

Stop! Get off, Metterson! Stop!

Yeah.

What are you doing, Raymond? Get him.

Come on, let's go!

You still suck!

You got lucky.

You useless boot.

All right everybody, fall in.

Fall out!

Raymond Overbay!

This ain't no pleasure cruise!

Move! You look like a
bag of scrapped doorknobs.

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Hey, Tilly.

Hey.

How'd you know it was me?

That's a stupid question.

Uh, where is everybody?

Bea is off with relatives,

Calvin's doing whatever.

Aren't you supposed to be in
Aruba tanning or something?

Uh... yeah, pro-tip,

when you're a single lady,
going to a honeymoon spot...

not so fun.

Yeah, I wouldn't know about that.

Yeah, so my resort was four star,

and the airline lost my luggage,

oh, and then it rained the whole
time so I just came home early.

Oh, and yeah, and my mother died, too.

- So, there's that.
- What?

Yeah, I'm not really sure how or when,

but they said it was
natural causes, so...

I'm sorry.

Are you okay?

I know you and your
mother were estranged.

Yeah, I thought so, too. Um...

Funny thing is, her last request

was to be interred here at our cemetery.

So the joke's on me.

Oh, gosh.

Yeah, intake's tomorrow morning, so...

I need a drink.

Where's your good stuff?

So, I've been thinking about
selling the Cottonmouth.

You know, the property
values the way they are.

I think I'd make a killin'.

What do you think?

Works.

Hey, everything good?

Fine.

How goes it with you and May?

Same old.

It's gettin' under your skin, huh?

Little bit. No big deal.

All right. Hold on, hold on.

We either got to stop...

or you're gonna have to call the EMTs.

My nephew is in trouble.

He's halfway through basic training.

He's not fittin' in.

That's why they call it basic training.

- It's not supposed to be easy.
- Yeah, I get that,

but he's a scrappy kid.

He's got Oorah in his veins.

He told me

that three recruits from
his squad disappeared,

just up and went AWOL
in the last three weeks.

Like, you know that doesn't happen.

He also told me that he is

seeing some really weird
things like not of this world

and he's afraid to talk
to anybody about it.

- Okay, well, what can I do?
- You're a Hastings, aren't you?

I mean, this is what you do.

The unusual, the
unnatural, the paranormal.

We run a funeral parlor, Travis.

Seriously?

I've been in La Rochelle
since before you were born.

I own a bar. There are no secrets.

- Where's he training?
- Camp Bridges.

It's like a four or five hour drive.

Hey, I'll buy the snacks.

How about you and I give the camp
commander and talk in the morning?

Awesome.

All right, but before we
do, we gotta stop by my crib,

'cause I gotta get my lucky charm.

- Still got one of those?
- Hell yes, still got one of those.

My grandfather found a
silver coin in Germany

and carried it throughout the war.

When I left for boot
camp, he gave it to me.

He passed away while I was in basic.

But when I see Evan,
I'm givin' it to him.

- I keep mine next to my Ka-Bar.
- Great choice, Mr. Grumpy.

Jason?

- Jason?
- I'm busy, Boot.

Order arms!

It's true. We've had our fair share

of Article 86 with this recruit class

but no more than usual.

Four recruits going UA,

especially, this late in training...

is not unusual?

These things ebb and flow.

And these recruits, they
know the consequences.

For instance, this recruit
that walked away a few days ago,

he knows he's got 30
days to turn himself in

before he spends the rest of his life

looking over his shoulder as a deserter.

That's assuming he's the last.

As my old man would say,

you are whistling past
a graveyard, Commander?

So, let me ask you a question.

What if these recruits
didn't just go AWOL?

What if it was...

someone or something
that lured them away?

Something?

Everyone knows...

that Camp Bridges is the most haunted

military installation in the country.

Even worse than Levinworth.

I don't have time for
ghost stories, gentlemen.

Come on, Colonel, I'm former military.

And we both know

that hooky-spooky's attached to
every single building on this base.

What is this about?

Are you looking for special treatment
for your nephew, Mr. Buchard.

- No.
- Am I under investigation?

No, ma'am. We're just here to help.

May I have a word with you in private?

Anything you have to say to
me, you can say in front of him.

So you think.

I'll be outside smoking a J.

I don't have time for games.

What's the real reason you're here?

You have a hell of a
recruit retention problem.

- I'm well aware.
- One more goes UA,

the base will be on lockdown,
training will be suspended,

and criminal investigation
command takes over.

And my career advancement hits
a brick wall. I'm well aware.

I have experiences and resources

outside the normal
scope of the military.

I'm not the enemy.

Let me help you, Colonel.

I can give you and your friend

48 hours unrestricted access

before people start asking questions.

That's all we need.

Okay, so, hear me out.

My mom's gone, I have the
place to myself for the weekend,

I was thinking you
and I throw a kickback.

I mean, Calvin said no parties
but I have so much dirt on him,

it'd be mutually assured destruction.

Yeah.

Okay.

So maybe kickback's kinda
lame. I get it. I mean,

I do have the ideal
party/movie situation.

Go big or go home, right?

Russ, are you even listening to me?

Huh?

You're just like my dad sometimes.

I mean, where'd you even disappeared to?

Why do chicks always say that?

I'm not a chick.

If you don't want me to say
that, don't disappear on me.

I mean, what's going on with you?

You.

Me?

You and your whole family.

My family is a bunch of
hayseed roofers and farmers.

You come from a family of ghostbusters.

Like, you're an X-man lady. Me...

I drive an Uber.

As much as I love you, I...

I'm never gonna be a part of your world.

Did you just say you love me?

I... I don't believe so.

You got me talking all
squishy, I hate talking squishy.

Russ, my family is complicated.

- So is everyone's.
- No. Look...

I'm afraid, if I show you everything,

you might not be able to handle it.

Garvey...

I don't scare easy.

Show me what you can do. I
wanna understand your powers.

So do I.

These seem a lot cushier
than when I was in training.

Well, try on boot camp 78'.

No shit. There I was, Saigon.

Hey, Squadly!

- Good to see you, kid.
- You too.

Uh, Calvin, this is my nephew.

Evan, soon to be third
generation military.

Evan,

this is Gunnery Sergeant Calvin
Hastings, US Marine Corps.

It's good to meet you, sir.

Don't call me sir.

I work for a living.

I... I don't have much time.

I have to be in my duty
station in ten minutes.

Tell Calvin what you've told me.

It's okay, he's cool.

I have experience in
the unexplained. So...

what others won't believe,

I might.

There's something not right around here.

I mean, it's boot camp, so
you're almost never alone, but...

even when I am,

I feel like there's someone
in the room with me...

someone bad.

Tell him about the dude.

Jason.

Another recruit, real jack off.

- Sorry, sir.
- Keep going.

I couldn't sleep.

I saw Jason go into the
latrine for the longest while.

Then I heard banging
on the toilet stall.

I mean, I checked it myself,

the walls were damn near
knocked off the hinges.

And... no Jason.

The MPs chalked it up to vandalism

and now we all have fire
suppression for punishment.

But you don't believe
the vandalism story?

I believe that there's
something coming after us...

one by one.

Why didn't you try to help the guy?

The truth...

I didn't wanna be next.

Did you see anything?

Did you...

hear or smell anything

that might be outside the ordinary?

No.

No, wait.

When I went into the
latrine, the air, it felt...

electric.

- Tingly, you know... Like, before...
- A lightning strike.

Yes, sir.

- Thanks. That's all.
- Yes, sir.

Susan was such a kind and wise woman.

Everyone knew they could
bring their troubles to her

and she'd take them on as her own.

She was taken away from us too soon.

Congestive heart failure, they said.

She was barely 60.

Life has a way of reminding us
to cherish the ones we truly love

while they're still
on this physical plane.

She had such a hard life.

Poverty, life-threatening child birth,

divorce, more than once.

Becoming Wiccan saved her life.

Then we'll honor her passing.

We're very familiar
with the Wiccan customs.

In fact, we have a section of
our cemetery devoted to the faith.

As executor of her will,

Susan's burial must
follow strict guidelines.

No embalming, no casket, no autopsy,

body buried in a shroud.

I know it all too well.

You'll find someone
to oversee her remains?

I'll do it myself.

Are you sure?

It's my job.

But why here?

I mean, Georgia is a big state,
there's a lot of other funeral homes.

Why ours?

Well, that's hardly a
question for today, is it?

From what I understand,

the millstone around her heart was
the way she treated you as a child.

Well, it's too little too late.

Tilly, I can finish up with Diana here.

You don't think I don't
remember who you are.

She's not just the executor
to my mother's will, Isaac,

she's the High Priestess of her coven.

And that's no reason for
us to not be gracious.

You built a wedge between me
and my mother all these years.

I thought it best for both
of you to have a clean break.

Well, that turned out
really well, didn't it?

But you're all about
maintaining numbers.

So you came here to ask me back

to take my mother's place.

Tell me I'm wrong.

- Tell me I'm wrong.
- Tilly.

I'm leaving.

We have a lot of ground to cover,

so what am I dealing with here?

Is it a changeling, a qareen, a wraith?

From what you've told me, you're
probably dealing with a Jinn.

Especially, given the
electrified air disturbances.

That still covers a
variety of creatures.

Well, I'm on a military base. So,

could there be a war
like connection between

the Jinn and the missing recruits?

That's where I'd start.

All the disappearances have
been of a violent nature.

You probably dealing with a Shiqq, son.

A Shiqq.

- That's a new one on me.
- It's a lower form of Jinn.

It's half human, half creature.

Uh, very monstrous in appearance.

You want me to come out there with you?

Training wheels will have
to come off at some point.

I took some protective measures

from the alchemy room before I left.

I want you to be very careful, Calvin.

Shiqq are master shapeshifters,

they behave like a chameleon.

They can hide themselves
within an object or a person.

Betcha.

You got someone there with you?

Hey, Isaac. It's me, Travis.

Hey, Pop, I'll catch up later.

We have to talk to
everyone in Evan's squad.

And we only have about
14 hours to do it.

I got to ask you this,
do you Hastings know

what the government's hiding in Area 51?

Okay, show me what you got?

Like, can you make yourself invincible?

Oh, can you shatter all the windows?

I'll start slow.

Like, bringing a goldfish back to life.

Look,

I can do small things. I think.

Like this.

Why do you have that?

Relieves my nervous energy.

Are those even still a thing?

Oh, wait.

Ta-da!

You've got to be kidding me.

Well, fine, if you're
not up to the task.

I understand. You probably
couldn't do it anyway. So...

All right.

Look, I need to focus.

If you break my
concentration, it won't work.

Okay.

Russ, what are you doing?

Looking for hidden wires.

I saw this TV show about how...

Magicians.

- Okay. All right.
- Thank you.

Look, I'm sorry.

- Performance anxiety, I...
- Hey, don't give up.

You got this, Garvey.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Try again.

Whoa.

Garv, you're doing it.

Something like that?

That's the dopest shit I've ever seen.

I mean, can you teach me how to do that?

Garv, that'd get me on
America's Got Talent.

I mean, I don't think
there's a way. Is there? I...

Whoa! I wish there was a way, I mean...

Wait, Russ...

Russ, there might actually be a way.

- What?
- Look.

We shared blood.

Hastings blood is a part
of every cell in your body.

Let's find out how strong.

Yes.

Mommy!

I'm so sorry.

Evan.

Evan.

Evan.

You don't have to do this.

You don't have anything to prove.

You're a good man, just as you are.

I wanna be like you.

I have to be you.

My family expects me to.

They'll understand.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Calvin!

No!

Evan! Ev!

Evan! It's okay, buddy.

You're all right. It's
gonna be all right.

Breathe! Look at me!

- ***
- Hey, Evan's okay.

Bullshit, he's okay.

And those doctors...

Severe dehydration? My ass.

That thing nearly sucked
the life out of Evan.

- You were there.
- That's why we gotta find

who or whatever it is
bringing the negative energy.

Okay, here's what I'm gonna do.

- I'm gonna get on the phone to the C...
- No, we're not doing that.

We gotta get those people out of there.

We gotta bring 'em to safety.

If we get everyone off the base,

we'll never find it.

Here, we keep 'em
isolated and quarantined.

That's the way this works.

Wrong.

- I'm tracking down Colonel Donovan.
- No!

You're not doing that. Hey!

You called me, you asked me to help you!

You wanna be a Hastings super friend?

This is what it looks like.

Now you let me call the plays,

that is how we save lives.

- All right.
- Let me deal with Colonel Donovan.

I would have thought
you had people for this.

They are all away right now.

Will we be having an organist?

We have a young seeker, but

to be honest, he isn't very good.

If he played,

Susan would crawl out of
her grave and pull the plug.

She had your sense of humor.

I don't really remember her past
the angry, abusive, withholding side.

You don't believe people
can grow and change?

I believe people show you the
side of them they want you to see.

I'm not rejoining the coven.

You haven't renounced your faith.

My belief is in a quieter place now.

But I've built a life here.

My purpose is just as holy as my faith.

You know, often times I'm
actually the last human touch

the deceased ever have.

I understand purpose.

But do they love you, the Hastings?

Do they know you?

Truly know you?

In your times of loneliness and fear,

are they there for you?

You speak of purpose.

Mine is nearly done.

I haven't got much
longer to live myself.

What?

When they said,
"Smoking causes cancer, "

I should have listened.

Diana, I am so sorry.

Said them all.

I'm at the end of my calling.

That's why I want you to take my place.

What?

No, I couldn't do that.

I mean, I...

That would be an incredible honor.

Your true purpose is to lead.

Your Wiccan family have their
arms out stretched to love you.

We need you, Tilly.

You turned your back on us in the past,

this time, come home.

You've lost your mind.

That's impossible. A paranormal event?

In layman's terms, yes.

What kind of event?

Well,

it appears to be...

draining its victim's life force

to increase its own power.

What kind of report do you expect
me to write that includes that?

My theory, this is a green on blue.

- We're being infiltrated...
- This base has a supernatural presence

and it is killing your people. Colonel,

this is not a green on blue.

My friend's nephew was nearly killed

and I guarantee you, it will kill again.

You don't have to believe me.

I don't expect you to.

But you got to trust me.

Colonel.

I believe you.

Something like that happened to me.

We had a rash of desertions.

I saw something.

I couldn't explain.

The only word I could think of was...

evil.

I never put two and
two together until now.

What did it look like?

That almost didn't even have a look.

More of a shadow.

Why didn't you say anything?

I was one of three
women in the first co-ed

Officer Candidate School.

I was living under a microscope.

Saying I saw some kind of shadow monster

would have been the end of me.

There was one person who I thought

maybe knew something too.

Have you spoken with
recruit Raymond Overbay?

His father was at OCS with me

when the disappearances happened.

Everytime we spoke,
it was as if we shared

a secret that neither
of us wanted to admit.

What kind of recruit is Overbay?

He's the first one you'd
bet on to watch out.

But somehow he finds some inner strength

to rally at the last minute.

Like father, like son.

Colonel...

where would I find
Raymond Overbay right now?

Okay, what if Isaac walks in?

He won't. He's in his study.

Studying.

He'll be gone for hours, okay?

Just...

Are you ready for this?

- Well, you know me. I was...
- Don't.

Don't say it.

All right, what do I do then?

You're gonna close your eyes

and focus all your
energy on the spinner.

You wanna see it moving in
your minds eye. It's like...

Look, give me your hand.

I'm gonna add my energy to yours, okay?

Okay.

You got this.

Clear your mind.

Don't think.

Clear.

Clear.

You're doing it.

Russ, are you okay?

Russ!

Russ!

Russ! Look!

I'm gonna get help, okay?

Grandpa!

Grandpa, we need you!

- Russ!
- What happened?

Nothing, we were...

It's doesn't matter. Just do something.

Is there something in the alchemy room?

Not enough time.

Hang in there, Russ.

Stand back.

It's gonna get a little messy.

Oh, my God.

What happened?

I saved your life, Russ.

If you guys don't mind me asking,

why do we have blood on us?

That's your blood.

Cool.

Okay, please, Mr.
Hastings, say something.

I can't take it anymore.

How do you feel?

A little weak, but okay.

What did you do?

Bloodletting, it relieved the pressure.

Practice goes back to ancient Egypt.

- Were you around when ancient Egypt...
- Garvey,

what do you have to say for yourself?

Grandpa, it was an honest experiment.

To what end?

To see how close I am to
becoming as powerful as you.

Good work.

Garvey...

you are the beneficiary...

of a sacred trust.

It's been passed down through
literally centuries of Hastings.

Now our gift is not to be used as...

entertainment, to make
parlor tricks, or...

bar bets, or entertaining our BFFs.

Look at me when I talk to you.

They are consecrated tools

to be used to protect the innocent

from harms way.

And in the wrong hands,

and naive or inexperienced hands,

our gifts, your gifts,

can get good people killed.

- Well, sir, I just like to say that...
- Russ,

you're lucky to be alive, son.

You need to say thank you and bounce.

Thank you, Mr. Hastings.

Your taxi's here.

Uh... I didn't order a cab.

Time to say goodnight.

And Russ...

you're gonna get my
tunic cleaned, right?

Yes, sir.

What you got there?

From my private stock.

Seven hundred bottles ever in existence.

- What's the special occasion?
- You.

No matter what you decide, Tilly,

I'm good with it.

So whatcha gonna do, lady?

Um... I don't know.

I figured I'd just
delay and delay until...

I make a decision in the last minute.

I do miss being part of the family now.

I always thought of you
as part of our family.

If that's so...

why don't you and Bea ever
invite me out to dinner?

Or watch the game with me
or ask me how my day was?

It's like there's you guys

and there's me, the glorified
help and it's just like...

I'm just on the outside looking in.

I didn't know you felt that way.

I know you don't have Hastings blood...

but you're not like family.

Tilly, you are... family.

To familia.

To familia.

Please, let me die so
that others can live.

- This is what you wanted.
- No.

You have a long career ahead

and we have so much work to do.

- What's up? What's going on?
- Base-wide search?

Raymond Overbay is missing.

We have to find him, he's
the key to all of this.

Copy that!

Raymond!

Kill me.

Kill me, please.

You cannot have this one.

- Wanna bet?
- Raymond, move!

- Veterans, yes?
- Hell yeah.

Even better.

What the...

Oh, shit.

Calvin.

If you've got one of those
M67 frags in that bag,

now is a good time.

Save yourself, Calvin.

- We need each other.
- Let's go, ***, Cal, come on.

Calvin, son of ***, we are legion.

*** Set us free.

Calvin,

***

Calvin!

Calvin!

Calvin!

Travis!

Oh, damn, San. Oh.

You okay, kid? Huh? You all right?

It's gonna be okay.

May I ask...

if Susan's only daughter, Tilly,

would like to say a few words?

Sure.

Thank you all for being here today.

I'm...

not really sure what
I'm supposed to say...

Susan Bushay was my birth mother.

She always had really nice hair.

She did the best she could do

with what she had,

with what she knew.

And I'll miss her in my own way.

That's it, I'm done.

Diana...

I just wanted to thank
you for your offer.

- And I wanted to let you know that...
- I understand.

We al have to do what we think is right.

Thank you.

But it's best you not attend the burial.

It's family only.

How's Evan doing?

On the road to recovery.

Yeah.

He's should be released
right about the time

that his class is graduatin'.

Good.

Thanks to your lucky charm.

Yeah... that and you.

You know, if you wanna thank me...

maybe now that you know
some of my family secrets,

you can be our eyes
and ears around town.

Let us know if you see
anything weird goin' on.

Considered that done and done.

So, does that make me a
new Hastings super friend?

It's not like you haven't earned it.

Bitchin'.

She broke it off.

I figured.

You okay?

Yeah.

It's better.

We gotta get going.

Then let's get to gettin'.

All right.

Less talk and more running.

I thought you were gonna say that.

You know, I got injured

- while in that battle with the Jinn thing.
- Oh, yeah.

Oh, you got injured, you
better run it off, soldier.

Huh.

You know, on the drive
over, I was thinking

maybe I should take that
Cottonmouth off your hands.

You?

Yeah, me.

Why not me? It's a nice side hustle.

I mean, if you can do it,
it can't be that hard, right?

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