All language subtitles for Clarice 1x12 - Father Time (English)

Previously on "Clarice"...

Angela Bird, Tess Laughty,

and Sandra Bishop are interviewed

by Rebecca Clark-Sherman.

DNA says you were right.

Hudlin was the man you saw at Woodhaven

the night Marilyn Felker killed herself.

Karolina Savich was
here on a student visa

sponsored by Global Health Horizons.

Hudlin led us to Karolina,

who was sponsored here in
the States by Tyson Conway,

whose dad owns Alastor Pharmaceuticals.

Tyson is our way to Nils.

Special Agent Clarice Starling.

- Mr. Hagen.
- Do you like art?

It's inspired by Alastor himself.

Son of Cronos.

Clarice, are you sure
that this story you've been

telling yourself is the whole story?

Your daddy's a thief.

What happens if you find out you've been

building yourself on a lie?

Oh, sorry about that.

You do not want to mess
with the parking cops

in this part of the town.

Thank you for being
willing to switch days.

Patients have professional
conflicts all the time.

I hope that whatever you
have tomorrow goes well.

We're just seizing some
financial documents.

That sounds routine.

Is there anything about this
case that would make you...

There are pieces of a
memory floating around.

- Alright.
- But I can't put them together.

I can't...

I feel stupid and helpless,
and it is stickin' in my craw.

- You don't do well with helpless.
- No, ma'am.

Why don't you tell me
what you can remember?

- It won't make any sense.
- It doesn't need to.

You don't have to have
the whole picture.

You're allowed to have blind spots.

What?

I don't have time for this. I'm busy.

Why can't you say that you're angry?

Unprocessed trauma often
manifests itself into anger.

I can help you if you talk to me.

Mm-hmm.

You know, I'd say I'm
angry if I was angry,

but I am busy.

I am busy trying to do my job,
and I don't need any more

of these SOS calls from my subconscious.

I thought you were gonna
help me wrap all this up,

and instead, you're just planting

these little angry seeds in my brain

- when I'm not angry.
- Okay.

You're not angry.

Everyone actually really
cares about their jobs here.

I'm learning stuff.

Good.

- What?
- Cat, parties I'm investigating

are trying to get at me through you,

through the... incident with Lila Gumb.

- I'm so sorry, Mom...
- No. Stop.

This subject is politically connected,

and he has deep pockets.

He has everything to lose.

We should expect the worst.

So?

They're not the only ones
who can play games, Mom.

That's true.

I can take the hit.

But you need to hit back harder.

I just hate that you're
in the line of fire.

I'm here. I'll own it.

Fry their asses, Mom.

Really make it hurt.

_

I need to take a leak.

- Really? Come on, man.
- Hey, hey.

Just hold it. We're
about to get the signal.

AG's gonna green-light
the raid any second.

Yeah, I can't.

I can't hold it.

Try this.

Uh, anybody got a bigger bottle?

Oh, relax. Starling can handle it.

Where's your manners, man?

Okay, we got the green light to go in.

We've got Alastor on fraud,

but we need to dig deep to
catch the guys at the top.

Find the thing that
connects Nils to it all.

- Let's go.
- Let's go.

Nils Hagen. I'm Agent Paul Krendler.

And this is a warrant

granting me permission
to search the premises.

So this is it?

Yeah. Nils really liked
showing it to me.

This painting goes deep with him.

Interesting.

He ascribes special meaning to objects.

There's some sort of
magical thinking going on.

It's... weird.

"Weird"? Is that a clinical term?

It's an Eva Gallows, but it's weird.

Her style is unmistakable,
and yet this is unlike

any of her other paintings
that I've ever seen.

- It's out of character.
- Well, means something to him.

Let's take the damn thing
and figure out why.

On three.

I love Raid Day.

He's hoping Santa will bring him a pony.

Oh, don't laugh. Murray confiscated

a miniature Shetland once
while working narcotics.

I'll settle for a couple
of forged checks

and a ledger for an
offshore bank account.

AG wants us to put cuffs on Hagen.

- In an evidentiary raid?
- Mm-hmm.

He must have really pissed her off.

It's a bold move.

Let the cameras catch him
doing the perp walk.

Reminds the world he's mortal.

Looks like he beat us to the cameras.

It's painful to hear

these accusations against Alastor.

I founded this company

when I was only 34 years old.

I wanted to make the world

a little kinder.

Ease some suffering.

And it has been my privilege to do so

for the past...

... 50 years.

But I love this company.

They are eatin' this up, boy.

"I'm a weak old man".

You know what would help that wheezing

is a nice tap to the solar plexus.

I've let myself go blind
to some bad actors.

But I promise you, my eyes are open now.

I intend to cooperate
fully with law enforcement.

Mr. Hagen.

- Hey...
- No need.

Agent...

Krendler.

Agent, may I?

This is outrageous.

He's doing his job.

And I will do whatever I can

to find out

how my company has gone astray,

and we will

heal the harm that has been done.

My eyes are open.

My eyes are open now.

Thank you. No further statement.

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W-What am I looking at?

I had a cousin who painted like this

between story time and nap time.

Nils said this was Cronos...

a God in Greek mythology
who emasculated his father

and believed that his own
children would overthrow him,

so he swallowed them.

Nice. Geez.

"Li-berry", will you put us
out of our misery, please?

This is an original Eva Gallows.

Nils commissioned it when she
was an up-and-coming artist.

It is extraordinary. But it is unlike

any Eva Gallows I've ever seen before.

She doesn't usually
use these color blocks,

and she doesn't work
in this encaustic style

of thick build-ups of paint.

If Nils commissioned it, he
gave her instructions, right?

A commissioned painting is, uh,
usually a mirror of its patron.

Well, then she probably
has an in on his psychology

- that no one else does.
- I believe that.

Well, let's grill Hagen about it.

U.S. Attorney asked us to
cut him loose an hour ago.

Son of a bitch.

Oh. Mm. He and the AG are
probably at each other's throats

over that little melodrama
in front of the cameras.

Mm. You and Starling go see this artist.

See if she's got anything to say.

You two, get into the
evidence we seized today.

If we don't tie this guy directly,

he is flying off to a
private island somewhere.

You've been building
this house for a long time.

When you first started, you
and Sophia were still married.

- That's right.
- The girls were, ah,

- tiny.
- Not so much anymore.

I'm... sorry for today.

I've got calls into my cont...

Once the ink is dry on this merger,

you will be a rich man,

and they will be back.

I've been on the phone all morning.

Everyone is still very
eager to move ahead.

This will all get taken
care of with a fine.

You will handle it beautifully.

Thank you.

Thank you, Joseph.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

- Thank you for your time, Ms. Gallows.
- Mm.

Time passes quickly here.

Thank you. Glad you like them.

So, you're here to talk about

the painting I made for Nils Hagen?

Well, um, actually,
we wanted to talk about

why it's not your painting.

I've studied orphans...

works that are intentionally
outside of an artist's oeuvre

are, uh, oftentimes the
more interesting chapters

of an artist's journey.

Well, not this one.

People abandon things
out of callousness.

Or necessity.

You don't want to own this, Ms. Gallows?

Look, Nils paid me. A lot.

And the commission was very specific.

The details weren't up to me.

He controlled everything.

He even had a... a paint lab
make custom pigment.

So, in the end, it seemed like

he really just wanted that
blank canvas with my name on it.

You can't orphan something
that was never yours.

Well, that's kind of passing
the buck, Ms. Gallows.

It was a job, and I did it.

You can't understand that, Agent?

I'd like to talk about the
original subject matter...

A-Agent Starling, I think we got
everything we're gonna get.

Thanks, Eva.

Sure.

Why did you cut me off?

Sorry, we don't know
the right questions yet.

We can push her harder. She knows more.

Well, first, we need to unpack
what she did tell us.

She told us that she painted it,

and she doesn't know a thing
about it. That's crap.

She told us that we might think
we're looking at a painting,

when in reality, we're
looking at a blank canvas.

? Look inside my woman's eyes to see ?

? I love you, babe ?

? Do you love me? ?

? I love you, babe ?

? Do you love me? ?

- Krendler.
- It's Joe.

Joe.

Nils Hagen doesn't pay compliments.

- Joe, what's going on?
- I want you to tell my daughters

I never did any of the... sexual stuff.

I even tried to help Karolina out.

I gave her money, a place to stay.

What are you talking about?

- Joe?
- Don't let my girls think

I was a sick monster. I never touched...

Tell me where you are.

Two young daughters at home.

I never touched any of those women.

Joe, tell me where you
are. I'll come to you.

When I landed at
Alastor, I told my wife...

"Our ship's finally come in".

Now she doesn't even pick up my calls.

I wanted them to be okay.

- Joe...
- I wanted my family to be okay.

Joe.

Joe!

What's going on?

Hey, what are you guys doing here?

Turf war. D.C. Metro called us in.

Guess they got ViCAP mixed
up with Violent Crimes.

- Well, it's pretty easy to do.
- When Herman saw

that Krendler was already
here when we pulled up...

Violent Crimes works with local PD here!

- They called us!
- They got their signals crossed.

Or maybe they were just looking

for a-a genuine FBI squad on the scene!

Oh, God, is your head
really this far up your ass?!

- Excuse me?
- I'm the one who called in

local PD to check on the deceased.

I was working him!

He was a major part of
a ViCAP investigation!

I was on the phone
with him when he died!

You were working him,
or was he working you?

- I...
- His suicide note.

He's confessed to everything at Alastor.

He's confessed to everything, period.

Wait, wha... What are you...

What are you doing?

Yeah, I'm, uh, having a situation here.

Okay.

Someone on the line for you.

My team! We don't need to watch ViCAP

kissing the AG's ass.
Leave this mess to them.

Alright, everyone, just
a big misunderstanding.

ViCAP's got it.

Thank you. Drinks on us at McMurdo's.

I will be filing a complaint
with the SAC in the morning.

ViCAP, crime scene's over here.

I guess this is what happens

when they let bitches have badges.

- Yeah.
- Ooh.

- What'd you say?
- Alright, relax.

- Huh? Hey, what'd you say?
- Easy, easy. Hey, enough. Enough.

What'd you say, huh?

Esquivel. Esquivel! Stand down.

That's right, Agent
Taco Bell. Stand down.

Say one more thing, huh? One more thing.

Trust me, he's not worth it.

What is going on?

Tony, you want to leash your guys?

Eddie!

What are you looking at, sweetheart?

Huh? Had enough Mexican takeout?

Hungry for something home grown?

- Ohh.
- Ooh-hoo-hoo.

Okay, okay! Knock it off! Knock it off!

ViCAP, crime scene
is in the living room.

Let's go.

Come on.

Tony, get your guys out of here,

or they're all getting written up.

Let's go!

Eddie!

Yeah, I don't believe this for a second.

Hudlin took advantage of an old
man and took over his company,

and the murders and the clinical trials

all fall on Hudlin and
no one else? Please.

I'm surprised he didn't
confess to killing JFK.

We did find evidence that corroborates.

Financials.

They checked out.

That he just happened to have
on hand before killing himself.

It's their MO. We would have
pinned it all on Marilyn Felker

if Starling hadn't kept looking.

What do we have that
ties Hagen directly?

- He is a dangerous man.
- Not much.

Starling is keyed in on this
painting Nils is obsessed with.

She's building a profile,

but other than that,
we're coming up dry.

I'm feeling a lot of
pressure to close this.

Everyone stands to profit
if Alastor is sold to W & W.

- Everyone.
- How long can you hold it off?

We need more time, Ruth.

We have one move at the most, Paul.

So use me wisely.

Everything alright?

Everyone knows about
what happened last night.

Yeah, well, you heard him.

I did. And I wanted
to knock him out, too.

But I didn't.

Well, I guess the stress
of it all is just...

George wants me to
file paperwork about it

for the lawsuit.

- Why?
- They want it on the record

that you do things like break
people's noses and get promoted.

And I don't.

Well, you got to do what you got to do,

and I support you.

- You know that.
- That's not really the point.

Okay, then what's the point?

Clarice, you assaulted a fellow agent.

That's not like you.

Well, I'm fine.

I am fine.

Eva said Nils wasn't
interested in her work.

What he wanted was, essentially...

... a blank canvas.

- Whoa.
- Whoa.

There's a long tradition

of paintings on top of paintings.

Vasari painting over da Vinci.

Van Gogh painted over himself.

In this case, it just so happens

that the painting on top
is the hidden one.

It... It... It's Cronos.
That's what he kept saying.

But why not just have the painting?

Why so cryptic? Nils doesn't
traffic in humility.

Why are you using luminol?

This isn't a bedspread
from the Travelodge.

Well, you can keep your motel
adventures to yourself,

but everything glowing up there...

is, uh... biological.

Mm.

Eva said that Nils provided
the pigment for the base.

- Blood?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, man.

Yeah. Um, don't know if it's human.

Well, it's not illegal, but
it's too weird not to pursue.

Get the artist in here.

Hudlin hinted at something
even darker going on.

Said he didn't want
his daughters to think

he was "involved with the sex stuff".

This isn't about sex.

This is about power and anger.

Not everyone knows the difference.

Well, we should ask our
artist about that, too.

With Hudlin's "suicide confession",

Nils Hagen can just run the clock out.

Hm.

AG Martin has given us a Hail Mary...

a warrant to search
Global Health Horizons.

Alastor was GHH's primary donor.
Maybe there's something there.

Starling, you talk to Tyson Conway.

You have the best relationship with him.

Mm-hmm.

If he's smart, he's scared.

Bring him over.

Tell him it's his last shot.

Yes, sir.

Okay.

Let's do it.

Starling, hang on.

The Black Coalition

cited the incident with Eddie...

... the fact that you
weren't reprimanded.

To demonstrate a disparity

between how Black and
Caucasian agents are treated?

Well, they have a point, sir.

Look, you were provoked
last night. I was there.

And I saw how you were treated
in the van before the raid.

- I'd be upset, too.
- Respectfully, sir,

"upset" is for when
someone breaks a nail.

I'd be righteously pissed off, too.

But you got to take it in stride.

- I usually do.
- I know.

I promised the Director
that this is the case.

But he wants confirmation.

Confirmation, sir?

Get your therapist to sign that.

Yes, sir.

Conway first.

Clock's ticking, Starling.

Get out of here.

- _
- Starling.

Take a look at this.

Itineraries?

For the scholarship recipients.

You coming after me now?

The evidence we gathered from Alastor

contained some troubling things.

You're working me now.
I can tell by your eyes.

I'm trying to protect you.

There are billions of
dollars on the line.

People get crazy around
that kind of money.

- God.
- If you talk to me now,

I can help you.

The FBI, we can help you.

But it has got to be now.

There won't be another chance.

I don't know anything.

Okay, look. Ty, when we love someone,

we see who we need them to be.

So let me be your eyes right now, okay?

Your father is a dangerous man.

- No, he's not.
- I study dangerous people,

and your father is a different species.

He scares me, and I don't scare easy.

I know this is so hard,

and I'm sorry, but you
might have to consider

that he does not have your
best interest at heart.

Don't talk about him that way.

Joe Hudlin is dead.

He turned up dead last night.

Hudlin was the bad actor in all of this.

- I thi...
- Everything went bad when Joe Hudlin showed up.

I think you know better.

It went bad long before.

My father came up hard.

He lost most of his family
when he was a kid.

That's why he's a bit hard.
But... he's a good man.

Ty, your father sells a drug

he knows will cause birth defects.

That is not what a good man does.

You know, I'd hoped I'd
never see this again.

The painting is unlike

anything you've done before or since.

What's the story here, Eva?

I'd had shows that were well-reviewed.

But I couldn't break through.

My professors...

they were men.

They were all men.

They basically told me...

Well, they couldn't understand

why I wasn't jumping at the
opportunity to find a patron.

You were young.

When you hear something
enough, you believe it.

Nils Hagen took an interest.

He had such an amazing collection,

impeccable taste.

I was so hungry.

And he liked my work.

Put me up in this amazing loft.

It was intoxicating.

Yeah, I bet.

And controlling?

Yeah, that's a word for it.

You must've been terrified.

By the time I realized how bad it was,

I couldn't get out.

He wanted children.

With me.

Eva, did you want to have
children with him?

You know he wouldn't use birth control?

He wouldn't let me.

He monitored my...

all of that.

But I have known since I was
15 that I can't have kids.

And when I finally needed
to get away from him,

I told him.

I can't imagine he was kind.

He was very angry.

And I was afraid.

One day, he just came into my room.

The first time I'd seen
him smile in weeks.

And he says

he's going to commission me
to make him a painting.

And then, he'd let me go.

And that's how this painting happened.

Yes.

Well, we've sprayed
the painting in luminol.

Whose blood is that?

It's his blood.

That's Nils Hagen's blood?

He'd draw it over days

and watch me paint.

Look, I know that he might
be a dream for a shrink,

but that wasn't my job.

I wanted out.

Some people...

They're just unfathomable, you know?

It's weird, that, in the corner.

Is there something under the paint?

Where, Esquivel?

Five stars.

Right here.

Huh.

Eva, did you do this?

No. Those aren't mine.

He could have added them.
Anyone could have.

Do you think Eddie knows
you're not Mexican?

- No, I don't think he cares.
- Mm.

Krendler's sending me to my shrink

to atone for breaking his stupid nose.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Yeah, they don't like it
when we lash out.

I think it scares them.

But sometimes, it's...
it's right there, you know?

The rage.

Right under the surface.

I saw a lot of crap in
my service days. It's...

It's been a lot of work for me to...

keep the monster at bay.

Do you mean last night?

That was your monster?

Sort of.

Yeah.

But you were defending me.

I can defend you without hurting myself.

Jesse says

that if I keep hurting myself,

I can't help anyone else.

Hey, thank you.

For defending me.

Well, I hate how he talked to you.

You know, hate...

it's a lot to carry.

Esquivel.

Sometimes, I don't think
I can hack it here.

To strike another officer is extreme.

You must have already been
at a high emotional pitch

when you arrived at the scene.

Were you?

Still all the anger around the past?

Maybe memories of your father?

Something like that.

In his notes, your past therapist

was concerned about suppressed rage.

I need to know what I'm missing.
What about hypnosis?

I want to. Maybe I can find it.

Your anger is not in the
past. It's in the present.

You already know the truth.

Getting the memory from me
will make it feel less real,

make it hurt less.

You know, the people I study.

At the end of the day,
they're all just looking

for a way to feel powerful.

You think I want power over you?

I think anyone who dissects
other people craves power, yes.

You think that about yourself?

You use your hand to cover your arm.

There are burn marks.

Go on.

I know you did not grow
up in this neighborhood.

I hear your accent. Suburban.

You learned your English

by hearing native
speakers in the home...

and affluent ones, at that.

And I'm guessing that scar
travels all the way up your arm.

I'm guessing you have burn
marks covering your body.

You didn't return to Chinatown
to serve your community.

This is where you search
for the thing that was lost.

This is where you cope with
why you were even alive.

You want to finish?

I'm finished.

I just have one question.

Why are you trying to sabotage

your chances of going
back to work today?

And I'm not saying that

because you just lashed out at me.

I can take that.

We've talked about how your job

triggers the emotions of a past trauma.

I see how your experience
with Buffalo Bill

has brought a deeper hurt with
your father to the surface.

But the question is,

how will you live without feeling like

everything you do is built on it?

Because it is not.

But it seems like you're asking me

to supply a memory
that you already have,

and you want me to force you

to stop going to a job
that traumatizes you.

And both of those things
need to come from you.

I fought for my job.

I love my job.

Do you?

You are not its prisoner.

You are not in its well.

You can decide yourself not
to go back to work today.

But forcing yourself to go
when you're traumatized...

Well, that's just turning
rage on yourself.

Starling.

Sir.

Li wouldn't sign my slip.

Mm, damnit. I'm gonna call her.

We need you today.

What's this?

I think Dr. Li agrees with the Bureau.

About my fitness.

She didn't say anything to me.

The day I got into Quantico
was the best day of my life.

It is all I ever wanted.

I was on the path.

And then something...

... changed me, and now I'm just...

I can't do my job.

I am seeing red.

We all do sometimes.

No, all the time.

Like a monster, and it won't let me be.

I can't be who I'm supposed to be.

I can't be the agent
I am supposed to be,

and that is killing me.

- That is...
- Starling.

This job gets to all of us.

I had to leave for a time to get sober.

You need to take a minute.

Go for a run. Clear your head.

Do not quit.

You're a decent man,
sir, and a good father.

I know being a father
is important to you.

And...

Well, I'm grateful to have
gotten some time in your unit.

I haven't had something
like this in a...

... a long...

... long while.

But if I stay, it'll kill me.

Agent Starling?

Rebecca?

Where have you been?
After you disappeared, we...

I never left.

Not really.

I couldn't with those women
still twisting in the wind.

When I saw Nils Hagen in handcuffs,

I knew that I had to step up.

It's not my case anymore.

What?

Go inside.

Tell anyone on ViCAP. They can help you.

You can trust them.

I trust you. You were there with me.

I'm sorry, Rebecca,

ma'am, but it is not my case anymore.

If you change your mind.

- "Whose stories are worth telling?"
- _

You don't just close
the book, Agent Starling.

I see you're redecorating.

Well, you learn to live
with the absurdities.

What's up?

Why do you need me?

W-Well, y-you're smarter than us.

It's painted in blood.

Nils Hagen's blood.

That's confirmed?

Yeah. We need DNA samples.

Just when I think there's
hope for our species.

Where's Clarice?

Why are you trying to sabotage

your chances of going back?

You're asking me

to supply a memory
that you already have.

Your daddy's a coward.

You are not its prisoner.

You are not in its well.

You already know the truth.

A memory that you already have.

A memory that you already have.

Stop!

You're my good little deputy.

A memory that you already...

Hey.

You know what you need to do, right?

You're my good little deputy.

Your daddy's a coward.

Your daddy's a thief.

You think I won't do nothing in
front of your own little girl?!

I should kill you for sending her

and put her out of her misery

for having to carry you her whole life!

Whole life! Whole life! Whole life!

You're my good little deputy.

What matters is how you're going to live

without feeling that everything
you do is built on it.

Because it's not.

First, I never want
to see anything like this

ever again.

What'd you find?

The sample from the
painting, it was fetal.

Fetal tissue.

There's tissue

from five separate fetuses
on Ms. Gallows' painting.

Three female, two male.

They all had different mothers,

none of whom are in the Bu system,

but they all had the same father...

Nils Hagen.

Wha... How could he possibly...

Probably miscarriages.

None were viable.

They all had severe abnormalities.

None of them would have
even survived to term.

I also tested Karolina Savich's baby.

- That's the suicide?
- Yeah, that's right.

Hudlin mentioned it before he died.

That baby also had developmental issues.

Hell of a coincidence.

Nils Hagen was the father.

To all of these children.

Hagen's impregnating women.

- Why?
- Who cares why?

Myth? Immortality?

I'm saying right now, I'm sick of men

and what they leave behind.

I'm sick of it.

How many women can
you forcibly impregnate and...

miscarry for you?

Even for a multi-millionaire,

how does someone not notice?

For God's sake.

Not if your kid is bringing
over fresh women

specifically from war-torn countries.

Ty said it himself... half
the women he brought over

don't have a home to go back to.

Receipts from the travel agency
that books travel for GHH.

The men get a ticket to
come over and go back.

- But the women...
- Young women under 30.

They're going one way.

Conway's been trafficking
women for his father.

That bastard's more
dangerous than his old man.

Hello?

Agent Starling, it's Ty.

Ty, what are you doing here?

Can I come up? I need to talk to you.

My father. Please.

He knew.

I can't live with this.

Please.

I need you.

I need to...

I need to help you.

Come on up.

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