All language subtitles for Limetown.S01E07_English

- Previously on "Limetown"...

- I've been thinking...
- About Warren?

- About how someone
wants you to shut up.

- I know what I'm doing.

- I was actually
just gonna say,

don't ever shut up.
- [chuckles]

What about your wife,
Deirdre?

- I don't know where she is.

I don't know
if she's alive or dead.

- You edited tape.
- What?

You would have let
the story just die?

- I wouldn't have lied
to get to the truth.

- They're all here, Lia.

They want you to know
something.

Don't try to run.

[gunshot echoes]

- 911. What is your emergency?

- Hi. I'm calling about
a--I don't know. A shooting?

[stammering] And send backup,
because there may be other--

- Are you saying there
are multiple shooters?

- I--I don't know.

I'm an hour away now,
and he called me,

and I--I heard gunfire.

- Can you tell me where
the shooting took place?

- Uh, Max's address.

- 1655 Arbutus Road.
- 1655 Arbutus Road.

- Who am I speaking with?
- Lia Haddock.

I'm a reporter
for APR--American Public Radio.

I'm doing a story
on something he's involved in.

- Can I reach you
at this number?

- Yes. Yes, you can reach me
at this number.

- We'll send units right away.
- Oh, thank you so much.

[line disconnects]
Can you call--oh.

- Who are they sending?

Are they sending a SWAT team?
What's happening?

- I think we should go back.
- Back? No, no.

- We should go back.
- What are we gonna do back--

hey, what are we gonna
do back--

There's nothing
for us to do back there.

We called the cops.

What, we get caught
in the crossfire?

We can't go back there.

I mean, we're not--we're not
superheroes.

You know?
This is not okay, Lia.

I mean, at first,
I thought maybe it was

just an accident
with Warren,

but now, I mean, this is

[stammering]
they're picking them off.

They're murdering them.

And we're accomplices
at this point, you know?

Maybe not legally,
but morally,

spiritually, we're accomplices
at this point.

Lia, we're definitely
accomplice--

- All right, okay. Calm down.
- No, I'm not gonna calm down!

This whole story
has to stop, Lia.

The whole thing has to stop.
It cannot continue.

- I know. Okay.

- Okay. Okay.

I'm glad
we're both in agreement.

First thing Monday, we tell
Gina to pull this whole thing

from the lineup--this
whole thing.

And then we turn
everything over to the FBI--

to Agent Siddiqui.

We're done.

[soft rumbling]

[sighs]

Okay? Okay?

- Okay.

[whispers] Okay.

- Okay.

Back to the cubicles we go.

[rumblings fade]

[cell phone buzzes, rings]

- Hey.
- I just sent you a link.

- Okay.
- You're gonna want to see it.

I mean, you're not gonna want
to, but you're gonna want to.

[line disconnects]

- From a 911 call Haddock
made an hour

after she left
Finlayson's home.

This is the second
Limetown survivor

who has ended up dead
under violent

and mysterious circumstances

following an interview
with Haddock.

We'll now hear from one
of the many concerned relatives

of the Limetown missing,
Jessica Reese.

- I want to say something
to Lia Haddock.

I don't know
if my brother Kenneth,

missing male number 135,
is still alive or not,

and even though I miss him
every single day,

I respect his need
for secrecy to survive.

His safety is more important

than your silly
little radio show.

[tense ambient music]

- [scoffs] Sure you are.

[muttering]

[phone chirps]

Hey. Thanks for coming.
- Hey. Hey.

These survivors,

they're coming to you to speak.

- Yeah, but is it possible
that it's just by chance?

That I could be any reporter
telling this story?

- No.

No, I think
that means something.

- Can we just talk about
the thing

we're not talking about?

[lays notepad, pen down]

- [sighs]

- Why did I come up to you
at that bar?

- I mean, I'd like to think
it's--it's the same reason

anyone would come up
to anyone else at a bar.

- Well, it's not.

You know it's not.

- Because you knew--

you knew I lost my brother
in Limetown.

And you were someone who...

understood that kind of loss.

- So if this was Brian...

I'll stop if you want me
to stop.

- When do you head out?

- Soon as I can.

- If you ever want
anything more...

- And even though I miss him

every single day...
[door opens, closes]

I respect his need
for secrecy to survive.

His safety is more important

than your silly little
radio show.

- This is Lia Haddock.

The clip you just heard
from Jessica Reese

is a fair one,

and there are many of you
who agree with her.

Since the death
of Dr. Finlayson,

I have grappled
with the central question

of if I should continue.

To be completely honest,

I was very close to saying
no and walking away.

This story has taken a toll
on me and my family,

but most importantly, everyone
who has spoken with me.

But then, I was contacted

by Deirdre Wells--oh.
[door opens]

[sighs, chuckles]

Jesus, Mark.

[keyboard clacks]

- What are you doing here?

We had an agreement.

I actually believed you.

Yet five seconds later
you turn around and agree

to talk to Deirdre Wells.

- Mark, I really did mean
when we--hold on.

[door opens]

I really did mean that.

- [stammers] Do you know
what I do for you?

Do you have any idea?

You memorized
326 survivor names, right?

So did I.

I manage everyone
you talk to--

everyone who wants to strangle
you to death

when you're being an asshole,
not excluding Gina, by the way.

And yet you have no idea

just how much
I've committed to this story.

I--[chuckles]

I don't even know
if it's to the story or to you.

I don't even know
why--why I thought today

might be the day you change.

Why would I ever think that?

- You know what, Mark?

You've been on this story
for 15 minutes.

I've been on this story
for 15 years.

I'm not gonna sacrifice--

- Sacrifice? Sacrifice?

I'll tell you
what we sacrificed.

We sacrificed Warren Chambers.

We sacrificed Max Finlayson.

That's who we sacrificed.
We did that.

- I would say
that they were adults.

They knew what
they were getting into.

- How could they possibly know
what they were getting into?

Did you know
what we were getting into?

I mean, Warren was just trying
to help you, and he died,

and Max--Max didn't even
want to help you, Lia,

but you tricked him,
and it got him killed.

No--eviscerated.

Look.

Look at this.

[music darkens]

You see that?

Those are real
pictures--real life.

- How did you get these?

- I'm a reporter too, Lia.

But you know what I am first?
A human being.

And I can't just sit here
and let people die like this

because
of a silly little radio show.

- Deirdre Wells knows
the risks.

She came to me.

If I don't tell this story,
it will never be told.

I'm getting on a flight.

I'm getting on that redeye
tonight, Lufthansa, 8:55.

You can come if you want.

- I'm a reporter too, Lia.

But you know what I am first?

A human being.

And I can't just sit here
and let people die like this

because of a silly
little radio show.

And I can't just sit here
and let people die like this

because of a silly
little radio show.

[gunshot]
And I can't just sit here

and let people die like this

because of a silly
little radio show.

Because of a silly little
radio show.

Because of
a silly little radio show.

Because of a silly
little radio show.

Because of
a silly little radio show.

[slams table]

[sighs heavily]

What?

- I just can't leave like this.

Can I come in?

[exhales deeply]

I need you on my side here.

- It's not gonna happen, Lia.

I'm not gonna let you do this.

- [chuckles]

Well, I want
your cooperation,

but I don't need
your permission, Mark.

- And I don't need
your permission

to leak Villard's
original recordings,

'Cause that will kill
this whole story, Lia.

- You wouldn't do that.
- No, no, no.

I will do it today.

I swear to God.
With or without you.

Or we could just go to the FBI
and turn it over to them

and be done with this.

What do you want to do?

- We did what we had to do
for our story.

- The story?
No. No, no, no, no.

This isn't about the story.

This isn't about the story.
This is about you.

Don't give me that bullshit

that this is
about the story, Lia.

This is about you.

The story makes
you feel special.

Look, truth is, in the end,

you really only give a shit
about yourself.

[tense ambient music]

- You're right.
You're right.

- What do you mean?

- It's about me.

It's about me, because when
Limetown disappeared,

I felt like I was erased
along with it.

But I'm stuck.

I'm still stuck here
in between,

and everyone in Limetown,
they're stuck too.

They're here,
stuck in between with me,

and, you see,
we are linked, okay?

We are smaller parts
of a larger chain,

and we are locked together,

and every one of those people
that regains their lives,

that makes me less stuck.

Their lives define mine.

[voice breaking]
I need this, Mark.

- You're ill, Lia.

- No.
- You're ill.

You can investigate this
until it kills you,

but it's never gonna fix
what's inside you.

You have to stop.

[stammers] I can't live
with this.

- I understand.
It'll get easier.

- Yeah, maybe for you,
but I'm not gonna sit around

and watch more people die
for a story, Lia.

- Who are you calling, Mark?

[line trilling]
Who are you calling, Mark?

Mark, stop calling.

- What?
- Stop--stop calling!

- What are you doing?

[both panting]

Lia, I'm sorry.

[grunts]

- You've reached
Gina Purri,

American Public Radio.
I'm unable to get to the--

- [soft whimpering]

- Lia.
[gurgles, grunts]

Lia.

[grunts] Lia.

Lia. Lia.

[dialing]

[sporadic breathing]

[breathing through nose]

[exhales, stops breathing]

[sniffles]

[hoarse inhale]

[sobbing quietly]

[tense, pulsating music]

[objects clatter]

[unsettling music]

[distant sirens wailing]

[breathes heavily]

- Hey, Mark, it's me.

[clears throat]

You know, that was fun tonight.

Uh, unexpected.
[laughs]

But I hope this doesn't
make things weird at work.

- Attention all passengers
on flight 23.

We will begin the boarding
process in five minutes.

- 606 nonstop to Chicago O'Hare
is now boarding at gate 12.

- Lia Haddock.

[music stops]

[indistinct chatter]

- Hello, Agent Siddiqui.

- Mark called.
He told me about Deirdre Wells.

So I'm here.

And you have the full support
of the FBI behind you.

[chatter continues]

- This is the final call for...

[woman over PA continues
indistinctly, fades]

- There's only one way
to free yourself of guilt.

And that's by telling
your truth.

[thudding]

All of it.

[tense music building]

- Deirdre Wells?