All language subtitles for Limetown.S01E05_English

- Previously on "Limetown"...

- We're here to build a product,
Dr. Chambers, and this product,

if successful, it will allow
for mind-to-mind communication.

- R.B. Villard,

who is financially responsible
for Limetown,

he was there in Limetown
during its operation.

- Yes, ma'am.
- That is an incredible

piece of information,
Dr. Chambers.

- Why's that?
- Because his story

has always been
that he was never there.

[dramatic music]

- Mm.

[cell phone buzzing]

[line ringing]

- Hello. This is Ian Thomas.

- Hi. This is Lia Haddock.

- Ugh.

Hello, Lia.
What do you need now?

- Well, I just thought
you might want to be aware

of a new development
as soon as possible.

- What's that?

- Tomorrow I'm going to air
an interview

with a Limetown survivor
that said that R.B. Villard

was at Limetown
during its operation.

Hello?

- What do you want?

- You know what I want.

- I need to know you'll remove
that mention before it airs.

- Well, I'm gonna need a time
and an address.

- Give me a couple hours.
I can't make any promises.

[line clicks]

- Who was that?

- Just a--it was just
a work thing.

- Well, you woke me up,

so you're cooking breakfast.

- [chuckles softly]

- Wow.
- [laughs]

- Did you sleep?

- Mm.
- Hmm.

I've been thinking...

about the man who bashed
his head into your door,

about Warren,

about how someone
wants you to shut up.

- I know what I'm doing.
- I know.

- And you don't need
to worry about me.

I can take care of myself.

- I know that too.

- I have a lot on my plate,
so, you know,

you putting
your anxiety on me like--

- I was actually
just gonna say...

don't ever shut up.

Now shut up
while I eat my breakfast.

- [laughs]

- Mr. Villard,
how involved were you

in the planning phase
of Limetown?

[indistinct whispering]

- On the advice of counsel,
I invoke

my Fifth Amendment privilege
against self-incrimination

and respectfully decline
to answer your question.

- Were you ever in Limetown

while it was operating
as a research campus?

- [whispering indistinctly]

- I was not.

- Are you sure of that?
- Wait for it.

- 100%.
- 100%.

- I am not arguing
with either one of you.

I know we have him
dead to rights.

I'm just saying we need to pump
the brakes, take a breath.

- I don't want to take a breath.

I mean, this is just
wasting my time.

I should already be
out there right now.

I should be on my way there.

- This is an intense situation.

The scrutiny on us
is only going to increase.

- Villard has not spoken
to anyone in over a decade.

As of 20 minutes ago, I have
an address and a time to meet,

and he is either
directly responsible

or knows who is responsible
for what happened in the past

and whatever is happening
right now,

and we can lean on that
for even more leverage

if we need it.

This is huge,

and you know I'm right.

- Lia, you were attacked

in your hotel room
by an unknown assailant.

both: It was
a bludgeoning incident!

- I don't care what you call it.

It was a threat,
and now someone is dead.

We need to have someone else's
eyes and ears on this.

- No. No, absolutely not.

Anyone who needs to decide this
is in this room right now.

- That is my decision,
and it's final.

- If you take me off this story,
the first thing I'm telling them

is about a manager-subordinate
romantic relationship

that happened at least
three times on your desk...

And then a call to your husband.

I built this story
from the ground up,

and you're gonna
have to kill me first.

That's insurance.

[ominous music]

Please leave a message
- Tafter the beep.en.

[beep]
- Mark.

Well, I'm here, and there's
hardly any cell service,

so I don't know when I'm gonna
be able to call you next,

but if you don't hear from me
in four hours,

just call local police.

Call Siddiqui at the FBI.

[chuckles] Just call whoever
you need to call, okay?

[exhales deeply]

[gate creaking]

[bird cawing]

[door creaking]

[eerie music]

[elevator whirring]

[door hissing]

Hello?

Hello?

- Name?
- What?

- Name.

- Oh. Lia Haddock.

- Date of birth.

- 11/24/85.

- Social security number.

- Um, I don't know if I feel
comfortable giving that.

- That was a joke.

- Okay.

[mechanical whirring]

- Put your bag in the drawer
to your left.

Put your clothes in the drawer
to your right.

- Is that another joke?

- If you would like to speak
to Mr. Villard,

you will put your clothes
in the drawer to your right.

You are free to leave.

- [scoffs]

This is so ------ weird.

[sighs]

- All of your clothes
must be removed.

[lights clank]

[lights humming]

[lights clank]

[air whooshing]

- [blows]

- Please put on the jumpsuit.

[drawer whirring]

[door hissing]

- Lia Haddock.

- It's nice to finally meet you,
Mr. Villard.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

What is this?

- Well, that is
a hydroponic vertical farm.

- I mean...what is all this?

- This is a reasonable response

to the unreasonable times
in which we live.

- Do you live here alone?
- No.

But the others are not allowed
to be seen right now.

- What does that mean?

- You know, I don't speak
to statesmen or magnates

or even presidents,
Lia Haddock,

and I certainly
don't speak to muckrakers.

- [chuckles]

"Muckraker."

Well, I might consider that
a compliment.

- Care for a drink?

- No, thanks.

Mind if I record?

- Absolutely not.

This is where my supplements
and injections are designed.

I receive a blood transfusion
once every two weeks.

- You're an immortalist.

- Aging is a disease,
Lia Haddock.

It must be treated as such.

Do you know why
I don't speak to those people?

- Uh...no.

- Because cosmically speaking,

they're already dead,

and I don't waste time
on ghosts.

But you're no ghost, are you?

[keypad beeping]

[keypad blips, door whirring]

[classical music playing]

[music stops, lights clank]

[lights clicking]

- Check, check, check, check,
one, two, three.

Test, test, test.

Okay. That's good.

Let's start with you explaining
your role in Limetown.

You testified that you never
stepped foot in Limetown,

but now we have a witness--

- I'd like to first address
the nature of your intrusion.

I'm speaking to you because,
yes, Warren Chambers' testimony

placed me inside Limetown
during its early days.

This runs counter
to what I have said in the past

and therefore
draws suspicion to me.

Suspicion equals intrusion.

Intrusion into my life
will no longer be tolerated.

Therefore, I will answer
whatever questions

you have related to Limetown.

You will be the last person
I speak to

outside of this bunker
until such time

as I am no longer living,

and I do not intend to stop.

- Stop what?

- Living.

- Oh.

To be perfectly clear,
you are saying

that you were present
in Limetown

while it was in operation.

Is that correct?
- Yes, for two days.

- Why only two days?

- I saw what I needed to see.

- Which was?

- Success.

Apologies.
I have a schedule to maintain.

You were asking about my role.

- Yes.

You personally financed
the entire operation,

which we finally
have some insight into.

Now, the pitch itself...

if not far-fetched,
is at least ambitious.

- You're asking why did I do it.

- Yes.

- I believed in humanity.

That was why I built
what I built in RheaLore.

RheaLore's mission
from its earliest days

was to connect the world,

and I did, for a time.

- Yes, we are very familiar
with the RheaLore monopoly.

- But the monolith of RheaLore
was built atop a world of wires,

and when it became apparent

that the world no longer
required wires,

it was too late.

RheaLore became irrelevant

with frightening efficiency.

And then there was Oskar Totem.

What Oskar Totem described to me
was a world of pure connection,

communication beyond physical
devices, beyond screens,

beyond your wildest
imagination--

all I'd ever wanted.

I did not believe him.

- So what convinced you?

- He told me to imagine
what I wanted most in the world

and that night,
I would dream of it.

And indeed, that night,
a vision came to me.

[dramatic music]

I was walking around a town.

It was my hometown,

where I grew up,

only better, brighter.

My family was there,
all of my friends,

all of them strong,
all of them whole.

No one had left for war.

No one was rotted out
from cancer.

It was like living in that
moment frozen in your mind

that you can never get back,
that you're always chasing.

We spoke to one another
without speaking,

without effort.

We were together, always.

And the love I felt for those
around me was so intense.

The next day, I wrote Totem
a check for $14 billion.

I sadly never had
that vision again.

- How could Totem incept you?

- We understand more
about the universe

than we do
about the human brain,

and we understand basically
nothing about the universe.

Despite evidence
to the contrary, Lia Haddock,

the world is flat,

and I have seen over its edges.

I do not ask for an explanation.
[clears throat]

I only prepare for the worst.

- Was part of your preparation

assisting in the mass
disappearance of Limetown?

- Absolutely not.

- Is part of your preparation

to hire someone to threaten me
and to kill Warren Chambers?

- You think very highly
of yourself, I see.

- Is that a yes?

- That is a no.

- Why did you perjure yourself
in front of Congress?

- Because I could.

I did not mourn that place.

I only mourn Max Finlayson.

- Max Finlayson? Why?

- If there was a god
for this world,

Max would be what
she would send to save it.

And he knew it too.

The only thing larger
than his intellect was his ego.

But what he was able to build
was a foundational shift,

something that would have tilted
the axis of the Earth.

- Mind-to-mind communication.

- Yes.

- Is that technology real?

What happened to it?

- Same as all the rest.

[sighs]

Lost.

- How did you end up here,

living under the earth
in a cave?

- I believed in humanity.

I believed the only way
to save the world

was to connect it.

But after Limetown,
I realized...

the only sensible thing to do
was hide and...

pray no one ever found me again.

- Mr. Villard, I just have
one last question.

Did you know my uncle,
Emile Haddock?

- He was Oskar's assistant,
right?

- Yes.

- All I remember
is a very meek man

who didn't belong in the room
but was there anyway.

Are we done here?

- Yes. Thank you.

[lights clank,
classical music playing]

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter on TV]

- You don't have to do this.

- No, I do.

- [sighs, sniffles]

[cries softly]

[cell phone keyboard clicking]

[line ringing]

- Hi.
You've reached Jacob Haddock.

Please leave a brief message,
unless it's Lia,

in which case,
I know that's impossible.

[beep]

- Hey, Dad.

I don't know where to go next.

If you do, give me a call back.

Okay. Bye.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Sorry about that bust
of an interview.

- Yeah. I know.

I mean, the worst part
is that it's all about Max,

and "Signals" was right.

You were right.

- Yeah, that's funny.

Um--
- Where do we go? What do we do?

I mean, we just keep on
pushing forward?

[sighs]

I really need a drink.
You want to get a drink?

- There's something
I gotta tell you.

- What is it?
FBI here, guns drawn?

- No, no, no, but, um...

someone else is here.

Reception said she was
waiting here all morning.

I didn't--I just had
to bring her in.

She's in the conference room.

- Who is that?

Who is that, Mark?

Mom.

- Lia.

- Uh...

- Just let me say
what I have to say.

I'm gonna state this
as plainly as possible.

If you keep telling this story,

everyone who talks
to you will die.

Everyone you love...

will die.

Everything you have built...

will be burned to the ground.

- What makes you think
you can come in here

and tell me anything

about how to live my life?

- The only thing that matters

is that what I'm saying...
is true.

[dark music]

- Why should I believe
anything you have to say?

Why should I believe you at all?

- You already know
what they are capable of.

It's just the start.

- You're saying no one else
will be hurt?

Is that what you're saying?

- And everything
will go back to normal.

Everyone will be safe.

You'll never have
to see me again.

Do you understand?

You have to stop, Lia.

- I understand.

- I need to hear you say
that you'll stop.

- I will stop.

- Good.

That's all I have to say.

Take care of yourself, Lia.

[mouthing words]

- [breathing shakily]

[tense music]

[muffled scream]

[muffled grunting]

[yells]

- I believed in humanity.

That was why I built
what I built in RheaLore.

RheaLore's mission
from its earliest days...

[mouse clicking]

[audio rewinding]

I believed in humanity.

RheaLore's mission
was to connect the world.

[keyboard clacking]

[audio rewinding]

I believed in humanity.

RheaLore's mission
was to connect the world.

- While ultimately neither
incriminating or revelatory,

Villard's interview
was...provocative.

- I only mourn Max Finlayson.

If there was a god
for this world,

Max would be what
she would send to save it.

And he knew it too.

The only thing larger
than his intellect was his ego.

- Please, stay with us.

[keyboard clacking,
mouse clicking]

[audio rewinding]

- I only mourned Oskar Totem.

If there was a god
for this world,

Oskar Totem would be
what she would send to save it.

[dramatic music]

- If you're the brains
behind Limetown, then own it.

- Oskar Totem was responsible
for a lot of things,

but the discovery
of mind-to-mind communication

was not one of them.

- Who killed Oskar Totem?

- Well, I hate
what happened to him,

but you can't deny
that he made his bed.

You know that I heard
his every thought

as if whispered in my own ear?

The whole thing was actually
quite illuminating.