All language subtitles for Strange.Angel.S01E03.WEBRip.x264-PBS

(piano music playing)

(quiet laughter, chatter)

*

I promise you, our life
will never be boring.

The greatest minds.

The most delicious food.

The best wine.

A life bursting
with art and music!

(big band music plays)
(Susan whoops)

(Susan giggles)

* For all we know

* We may never meet again...

JACK:
We'll make love
under the stars.

* Before you go...

A love unbound by time,

a love untethered from gravity.

* We won't say good night.

Susan, if you'll be my wife,

I promise you this and more.

If the night is clear
when you get this,

go out and look
at the Pole star.

Let us make that our star.

Undimmed by time

or any of the little things
of Earth.

JACK: Gotcha.
(laughs)

You were looking at our star,
weren't you?

What've you got there?

Nothing.

My Susan keeping secrets?

I told you we weren't
gonna need this check.

I know, I...

I found it in my purse.

I wasn't sure what
to do with it.

Up to you.

How's it all going?
Great.

I was reluctant
to bring anyone else

onto the team at first,
but I gotta say,

it's kind of nice having people
working under me for a change.

I'm sure you're a natural at it.

I'm gonna go get ready for bed.

I'm beat.

*

*

(organ music plays)

Corpus Christi.

Sanguis Christi.

Amen.

(indistinct chatter)

MAN:
Vice everywhere you look,

corruption.

I had to go downtown the other
day on an errand,

felt like I was driving through
Babylon itself.

WOMAN:
What do you expect
when the so-called

City of Angels is run by
the devil himself?

WOMAN 2:
I know what you mean.
Every day I feel like I wake up

to another infuriating headline.
(sighs)

Thank you.

I think Mayor Shaw is doing
the best he can.

Those articles are nothing
but salacious gossip.

VIRGIL:
My wife is right.

Remember,
whoever practices evil

pays attention
to wicked speech.

And the liar listens
to malicious talk.

May I?
PATTY:
Hold your horses.

We need to make sure
everyone gets some.

(indistinct chatter,
laughter nearby)

(record skipping)

The record was skipping.

It's scratched from
being played so much.

I'd be happy
to pick up a replacement.

Well, that would be
wonderful, Susan.

Janice in the office will make
sure you're reimbursed.

What should I get?

There are some
contemporary composers

doing some really
interesting things.

Have you heard
of Stravinsky?

Hmm, maybe we should
get another Haydn.

Same one.

In such uncertain times,

there is a great comfort
to be found in the familiar.

I was, uh, balancing our
accounts the other day

and I noticed that the check
I gave you hasn't cleared.

I was worried you may
have misplaced it.

I haven't.

Well, is there any other
reason for the delay?

If you're worried about how
you're going to pay me back,

you needn't be.

You can work extra hours

and I'll apply your
salary to the loan.

Interest-free,
of course.

Goodness knows I'm not trying
to profit off my own daughter.

It's not that.

Jack doesn't think
we're going to need it.

What, so his position at Caltech
has come through, then?

Mm-hmm.

Here, for the record.

Uh, Father Shelby said
they'd reimburse me.

I'd just as soon
it was a gift.

The collection plate was
a bit light this morning

and I don't want you spending
any money you don't have.

(car horn honking)

Are you coming?

It's nice out.

Think I'm going to walk.

(record crackles)

(Stravinsky's
"The Rite of Spring" plays)

(door bells jingle)

(music continues)

(music fades)

(grunts)
Oh, sorry.

(door bells jingle)

Oh, my goodness.

Is she okay?

You all right?
Yeah.

*

*

We need to account for
the Reynolds number.

No, I'm telling you,
the Reynolds number

will be relatively small in...

(loud bang)

...in spite of the speed.

But we must consider

how each variable
impacts the whole.

(loud bang)

Sorry. Sorry.

It isn't any better
out here.

You know, we could
try closing the door.

I'd worry about him
asphyxiating himself.

(chuckles)

I was hoping his
methodology would change

once we got to campus,

but perhaps I was being naive.
(rapping)

(loud bang)

Do his methods
at least achieve results?

They seem to, though they can be
hard to quantify.
(rapping)

(loud bang)

He'll be the reason
we all succeed,

or the reason
for our untimely death.

(chuckles)

(speaking Mandarin)

'Kay.

Whatcha got going
on here, Jack?

Trying different
fuel combinations

and measuring energy release.

Very scientific.

How do you know
what you're testing?

Most of this stuff
isn't labeled.

Smell that.

(sniffs)
Ooh.

That's benzene.

(laughs)

Do you know them all
by smell or...?

Not all of them.

Some I know by taste.

(laughs)

What are you
working on?

Oh, I'm kind of
just on the sidelines

until you got
the fuel squared away.

How does a guy specialize in
something like fluid dynamics?

Uh, I guess
I got my dad to blame.

He's in oil,

so he had me working
on the rigs every summer,

thought it'd make
a man out of me.

I hated it.

Calculating
hydrostatic pressure?

That got me out of doing
the real grunt work.

That's excellent.

No amount of formal education
can trump real-life experience.

(coughing)

You guys might want
to clear out of here.

And try not to breathe,
this stuff's highly toxic.

RICHARD: These tests
have to stop, Jack.

You're right.

Wait, what did you say?

(coughs)

They're not getting us anywhere.

The nature of combustible
reactions changes

based on volume.

Are we saying the same thing?
Yeah.

We need to start running
full-scale chemical tests.

Goddamn it, Jack. That's not
what I'm saying at all.

Mesulam said that we had
to present a written proposal

before we did
anything dangerous.

Come on, Samson.

You know the value
of seeing things in action.

Back me up.

Guys.

How can I map new territory
if I'm not allowed to explore?

We aren't moving fast enough!

(coughing)

(rhythmic chopping)

(Stravinsky's The Rites
of Spring plays in distance)

(chatter and laughter)

(music and chatter continue)

*

Hey!

What do you think?

The music.

I was in the store looking
for something to play tonight.

This here's an odd bunch.

Never know
what they're gonna like.

And what do you know?
Who do I see?

That was just a coincidence?

My teacher says
there are no coincidences.

After you left,
I slipped into the booth,

ended up listening
to the whole damn thing.

Never heard anything like it.

Yeah, it's a rare pressing
from France.

The only copy I've found.

Well, if you like it so much,
why didn't you buy it yourself?

WOMAN:
Ernest, come on.

It's your turn.

Yeah. I got to get back.

You should join.

We have plenty of food,
plenty of wine.

I can't.

Jack's not home.
What do you got to go back for?

You know what?
It's none of my business.

I'm sure you have plenty
to be getting along with.

Thank you again.
For what?

For showing me something I never
would have found on my own.

This became a proper
little dance party, huh?

(laughter)

(lively chatter, laughter)

All around, I'd say.

(woman shrieking,
music playing loudly)

Is it always like that?

Loud parties are
the least of it.

Do you want me to go
and tell him to turn it down?

No, it's okay.

It's good
to see you, Richard.
Mm.

I can hardly remember
the last time.

Believe me,
the novelty'll wear off.

Be nice.
I'm alwa nice.

He's the one giving
me a hard time.
He's just upset

because he has to follow
the rules occasionally.

Well, I hope he's thanked you.

For what?

The position.

At Caltech.

She's talking about
the research associate position

I'm getting
once our funding comes through.

(coughs)
Right, of course.

I remember

the last time
Richard came over for dinner.

We tried to set him up with
that secretary from your office.

Oh, my God.
(giggles)

That woman was the worst
bridge player I have ever seen.

(laughs)
It wasn't about
winning at bridge.

It was about getting
her in the sack.

Jack!
What?

I'm sure Richard is just saving
himself for the right girl.

What the hell
was that about?

Thanks for backing me up.
Did you tell her

that you got an
offer for a job?

You all have stipends, Richard.

After the funding's approved,
I assumed we'd address

bringing me onto
the team full time.

Or did you think
I wanted to work

in a chemical plant
for the rest of my life?

So you just
lied to her?

It's not a lie if it's gonna
come true eventually.

No wonder you were in such a
hurry to finish the proposal.

I'm in a hurry
to push the work forward.

Proposal's more
of an impediment.

Then I am glad I had an ulterior
motive in coming here tonight.

(sighs)

What is that?

I thought maybe we
could work together

on the fuel
section on paper.

(scoffs)
Are you serious?

I am, if you're serious
about getting funded.

Hey, um...
(clears throat)

If you're looking for us,
we're gonna be in the garage.

Banging our heads
against the wall.

SUSAN:
Okay.

(loud chatter outside)

(upbeat music plays)

(distant music and chatter)

(woman laughs in distance)

(women whoop)

(woman howls)

(upbeat music plays,
featuring guitar)

(woman whoops)

(music continues)

(chatter, laughter continue)

(music continues in distance)

(chatter, laughter continues)

Once we determine the
internal energy of the reaction,

we can calculate
the theoretical temperature

and the chamber pressure.

(scoffs)

It's exhausting just
to hear you say it.

Of course, the exit velocity

and mass flow rate are
important variables for thrust.

(cheering)
So this is where
you build the rockets!

JACK:
What the hell are you
all doing out there?

Building a bonfire.
I just cut down a tree

in my front yard, cannot get
the damn wood to light.

Figured you'd have something
to help me. Who's your buddy?

Richard.

ERNEST:
Pleased to meet you.

So, which one of these here's
gonna get my fire to start?

Put that down.
It's dangerous.

Exactly what I'm looking for.
Um, we're kind of
in the middle of something.

Ammonium nitrate?

(sniffs)
Whew!

(giggles)
It's an oxidizer.

And when you combine a
fuel and an oxidizer,

all you need
is a light.

(rumbling whoosh)

(chuckles)

See? Dangerous.

Can I borrow that?
No!

This stuff should only
be handled by someone

who knows what
he's doing.

Guess I'll... get some gasoline
from my bike, then.

I told you he was
off his rocker.

Him? Jesus, Jack,

you nearly burnt his face
to a crisp.
Please.

I know these chemicals
like the back of my hand.

They speak to me, and
this is not the fucking

language they speak.
We can figure it out this way.

You just need to be patient.

At this rate,
my marriage is gonna be over

before our first rocket
leaves the ground.

You want that on your head?

I'm not asking you
as a colleague.

I'm asking you
as a friend.

Um... do you even have a way

to get the kind of chemicals
that we're talking about?

(work whistle blowing)

(indistinct chatter)

You're gonna be late, Professor.
Come on, man.

(chuckling)
This guy...

VERNON:
Professor?

You remember that fancy new job
he's always keep talking about?

Oh, that's right.

He keeps saying he's
quitting any day now.

Just keeps showing up.

How are you doing?
Good, good.

All right.

No.
I haven't even...

I said no.

You know I'm right, Chiang.

Energy release is not
a linear progression.

We need to start running
full-scale tests.

Look what you did with even
a small amount of chemicals.
And I learned more from

that one mistake than if I'd
spent weeks at that chalkboard.

While you might not
care, or even be aware,

there's a war on the
other side of the Pacific.

My father, my brother--
they all fight the Japanese.

If I'm forced to go
back, I will, too,

which would be a tragic
waste of my abilities.

Why would you be forced
to go back?

I need the faculty to approve
an extension of my visa.

What do you think will
happen if I'm caught

bringing restricted
chemicals onto campus?

Who said anything
about getting caught?

(scoffs)

(mutters in Mandarin)

Okay, listen, fellas,
out of solidarity with Chiang,

I'm gonna have
to sit this one out, too, okay?

JACK: Are you gonna spend your
whole life on the sidelines?

The real Samson slayed
a thousand men

and destroyed a temple
with his bare hands.

I'm giving you a chance

to live up to the name
your father gave you.

Well, we ran it past them.

I guess it's just you and me.

As always.

(door creaking)

(insects trill outside)

(Stravinsky's
The Rite of Spring plays)

Pueblo's really just
donating this stuff to us?

Yeah.

They asked me
to discard it.

We're just discarding
it somewhere else, okay?

Let's go.

Jesus, how much are we taking?

Just a barrel of nitric acid

and a cylinder
of dinitrogen tetroxide.

Not much.

(loud thud, liquid sloshes)

You gonna help me
get them in the truck?

(grunting)

Jesus Christ.
Careful.

Oh!

Oh.

(liquid sloshing)

All right, one more.

Okay.
You got it?

One, two, three--

(grunts) Okay.

(stammering)

(laughs)

Admit it,
you're having fun.

Sure, what's not to love
about grand larceny?

Richard...

Richard...

(chuckles)

There's the Richard
I know and love.

Glad to see Caltech hasn't
completely stamped him out.

You sure that's a good idea?

(sniffles)

Fair point.

Genius chemist over here.

(truck starts)

RICHARD:
Jesus Christ.

Look what the cat
dragged in.

I thought about
what you said.

Can't contribute
a damn thing

until you got the fuel
figured out,

and I'm sick of being
on the sidelines.

Boy's a hero after all.

Too bad you already
missed the fun part.

Now we just need
help unloading.

(scoffs) You're just going
to drive restricted chemicals

right onto campus?

Yeah. You got
a better idea?

Matter of fact, I do.

(chuckles)

SAMSON: So, Jack, there are four
resident houses at Caltech.

I happen to reside at Blacker.

They call them mole people
because, supposedly,

they have the keys
to the steam tunnels

that run under the campus.

(laughs) Not supposedly,
definitively.

(laughter)
SAMSON: Shall we?

(grunting)

(grunting)

Jack... how combustible
is this stuff?

Without fuel?

Not at all.

(grunting)

Of course...

if it were to rupture...

Shit.

(loud clattering)

SAMSON: Uh... what did
you say would happen

if that thing ruptured?

It'd burn like a son of a bitch.

SAMSON: Okay, well,
the way out is up that way.

Last one there is
a rotten turd.

(upbeat big band music plays)

It's clear.

Ready?

*

Yes. Yes.

JACK:
Shut the door.

Whew.

That couldn't have gone
any better.

(laughs)

CHIANG:
Smoke.
Whoa.

(laughs)

Sure.

Anyone else want
a celebratory cigarette?

No, idiot, smoke.

I do not expect you boys
to recall

the drought of 1929.

It was a terrible time.

Every blade of grass
turned brown.

The branches of the trees sagged
under the weight of the dust.

Luckily for us,
the maintenance of the lawns

has since been endowed
by an affluent alumnus.

They are the face
of this university.

The fabric that
ties the buildings

of this institution
of science together.

Walk us through the science
involved in rolling

dinitrogen tetroxide
across it.

Or was it merely
an act of vandalism?

It is true that
we have undertaken

extraordinary measures,

but it is the limitations
imposed on us

by this institution that
made those measures necessary.

What limitations
is he referring to?

Based on their behavior,

seems to me there
haven't been enough.

Professor Mesulam is the one who
brought our project onto campus.

Are you questioning his judgment
in thinking

our work had merit?

Mr. Parsons, you are
a guest on this campus,

which means your presence here
is far more tenuous

than your peers'.

As the so-called
"chemist" of the group,

not to mention its mouthpiece,

I assume this whole thing
was your idea.

It was my idea, sir.

Uh-- Really, Mr. Onsted?

You decided to bring in
outside chemicals

from Mr. Parsons' place
of employment?

Yes, sir.
It was our only choice.

Running full-volume
tests was the only way

to get the data that we needed
for the proposal.

SAMSON:
It's true.

My work on the project

was at a standstill
without it.

And you, Mr. Gui?

You were willing
to sacrifice

your standing
in this university

by agreeing to take part
in these shenanigans?

I did not take part.

But I understood
the necessity of it.

Be that as it may,
Mr. Parsons,

your influence
on your colleagues

has not gone unnoticed.

JACK: I don't see what
the big fuss is about,

it's just grass.

Didn't you hear them?

SAMSON: The lawn has
better funding than we do.

I guess they'll never
let us in the Athenaeum now.

Is that really what
you're worried about?

Thank you, for what
you did back there.

And you-- you could've
hung me out to dry.

Yes, but you're

an invaluable member
to the team.

CHIANG: We need at least one
person who's not scared

of blowing themselves up.

The committee has decided
not to terminate

the project.

On my request, they are
giving you probation instead.

Mr. Parsons put me
in a difficult position.

Admit I was idiot

to bring you onto campus,

or justify decision
by giving you

more time to prove yourself.

Now, everything depends
on written proposal.

If it fails to impress,

you three will
be reassigned

to other projects.

What about me?

I don't know,
Mr. Parsons.

Just tell her the truth.

She'll understand.

Oh, you're leaving?

Yes, it's after 5:00.

There's still some
outgoing calls.

Do they need to be
dealt with tonight?

Well, they don't need to, but
I believe I made myself clear.

About the terms
of the loan?

Mr. Gilroy called to inform me

that my check
had been deposited.

Your check.

As I said, you will need
to start working overtime

until the principal's paid off.

I'm proud
of you, Susan.

I'm sure Jack was

resistant, but
good sense prevailed.

Now, I know it is
close to dinner,

but by making
the calls now,

you have a better chance of
catching our clients at home.

*

JACK:
Hey.

I was wondering
when you'd be getting back.

I knew you'd kept
some of them,

but I didn't know you'd held
onto all these letters.

Why, Jack?

The check.

You said
we wouldn't need it.

We suffered a minor
setback at Caltech.

Things are going to take a
little longer than expected.

I know you've
been worried.

Worried?

Yeah, about the mortgage.

Is that what you think
I've been worried about?

I'm going to put these back.

I thought this is
what you wanted.

Let go.

(crying)

How could you deposit it
without even talking to me?

I thought there was
nothing to talk about.

Nothing to talk about?

I thought you'd be relieved.

Susan.

I was hoping you'd tell me
to rip the damn thing up.

If you really
have a position

lined up at Caltech, like...

I will, I will.
I just need more time.

You will, or you do?

The only way I can stomach
working for that man

is knowing that someday
I won't have to.

That you'll... that
you'll take me away

from all this
like you promised.

Every penny we take from him
only sinks me in deeper.

But the house.

It's not the house
I'm worried about.

It's whether this dream
of yours-- of-of ours--

is really going to come true.

What's all this?

Nothing.

Did you get
the gift I left you?

Uh... yes.

Thank you,
you didn't have to do that.

No, I wanted to.

You want something
bad enough,

the world finds
a way to give it to you.

Ernest, can you just
give us a minute?

My group is having
a gathering this evening,

and I think maybe
you two should come.

(exhales)

What is it, exactly?

Come see for yourself.

What are you more scared of?

Trying something new,
or that this

is all there is?

Look, come or don't come,
that's it.

I'm not gonna ask you again.

Oh, I have made a secret door
in the house of Ra and Tum.

What?
(engine starts)

I have made a secret door
into the house of Ra and Tum.

Remember.

Do you want to go?

Do you?

JACK:
I'm just surprised, that's all.

Last time we talked
about Ernest,

you were calling
the cops on him.

(engine stops)

Who knows? Maybe he's right.

Maybe it'll help us.

How?

I don't know.

But at least
we'll find out together.

Just know what
you're walking into.

These people are strange.

They didn't seem so bad.

They just seemed free.

Yeah, that's one word for it.

(dog barking in distance)

(static crackling)

Anybody there?

(static crackling)

We're here for the gathering.

I have made a secret door
into the house of Ra and Tum?

We were invited by Ernest.

(clock ticking)

The Parsons.

So, should we just wait here?

(footfalls overhead)

I wouldn't.

Where is everyone?

Save your breath.

He's not gonna answer you.

(clock chiming)

Do you want us to follow you?

Are you sure about this?

Who is that?

No idea.

(chanting in distance)

CONGREGATION:
* A ka dua

* Tuf ur

* Biu

* Bi a'a

* Chefu

* A ka dua

* Tuf ur

* Biu

* Bi a'a chefu.

Come.

We have a place for you.

Don't worry.

She'll be taken care of.

May you be granted
the accomplishment

of your true will.

Welcome.

Let the rituals rightly be
performed with joy and beauty.

(groans)

ALFRED:
Infinite space.

Before whom,

time is ashamed.

The mind, bewildered.

The understanding, dark.

I am alone.

There is no God where I am.

My name is chaos.

I am the flame
that burns in every heart

of man.

I am life, the giver of life,

therefore the knowledge of me

is the knowledge of death.

Do what thou wilt
shall be the whole of the law.

MEN:
Love is the law.

WOMEN:
Love under will.

Be still.

I, who am all pleasure,
desire you.

ALFRED:
Inside us all

is a star.

They will divide
and persecute us

in order
to conceal our light.

But the man of will breaks

all boundaries.

(panting)

Hey.

You all right?

(crying)

Can we just go home?

I tried to warn you.

That wasn't just strange,
it was sick.

We left before we even got
to find out what it is.

If I hadn't left,
would you have stayed?

Susan.

(Haydn's Symphony No. 101
playing)

(door closes)

*

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