All language subtitles for The.Calling.S01E08

- The Torah says
you must welcome,

feed, love, teach,

and worship with the stranger.

- Mr. Wentworth.
- I live here.

- Here, there, and everywhere.

- When I saw his face
through that window,

I saw the rage, like he was
going to kill Holt.

- Can I trust him?

Because I will not cover up
for anybody, ever.

I never have, and I never will.
Are we clear?

- Holt's been charged
with terrorist threats

and attempted murder
for the attack on Anna Harvey.

We still have no idea what
happened to Elisabeth Serra.

It's not the case
we started with,

but it's the one we have left.

Find out what happened to her.

- Do you mind if
we make this quick?

There's a 5K bonus there
if I get done by Friday.

- Who handled your family's
finances, Mr. Serra?

You or Elisabeth?
- She did.

I mean, she made
a lot of money first,

till it all went to shit.

- Are you going to
bring back my first dad--

- Danny!

- I don't know if I'm OK
leaving him with the boys.

- We don't have enough to get

Children's Services
involved yet.

- If Elisabeth is dead,
she didn't do it herself.

Paul killed her.

- I think that Hanney
begged her to go with him,

and she thought about it,
and then she said no.

He loses his shit,
and then he killed her,

and he dumped her body
in the ocean.

Have you ever looked
into your father's case?

- No.

I don't think
she's out in the ocean.

- Then where is she?

[dramatic music]

* *

[dramatic music]

* *

- [muffled shouting]

* *

[roller coaster rattling]

[excited screaming]

[foreboding music]

* *

[gasps]

[panting]

* *

- [sighs]

[keyboard clacking]

[soft suspenseful music]

* *

[dog barking in the distance]

[distant siren wailing]

[knocking on door]

- Oh, hey.
Great, yeah. Come on in.

I guess you got
my message, huh?

Great news, right?

The boys are really excited.

- Uh, Mr. Serra,

we're here to check on the
status of your missing wife.

We never got a message
from you.

- That's weird.
I called the--the precinct.

- Good news never seems
to reach us.

Only bad news.
So please, share.

- Uh, it's Elisabeth.

She, uh--she's fine.

She's alive.
She's safe.

She wants to get back together
with me and the boys.

Honestly, I still
can't believe it.

It's a fucking miracle.
- Sounds like it.

- So when did this all happen?

- About an hour ago,
she called.

We were on our way
out the door.

We almost missed her.

- Did she tell you exactly
where she was calling from?

- Yeah, a hotel
outside Mexico City.

Actually, I wrote down
the name and the address

for you in case
you want to check it out.

She lost her cell phone,
had to get a temp.

But she sounds good,
sounds centered.

- So it ends up she wasn't
staying with her parents.

No wonder we couldn't
find her there.

- No, no, she said--

she said she had to
leave the country

'cause that guy Hanney
at the club

was harassing her, all right?

She couldn't tell us where
she was going to protect us.

- Why didn't
she tell you before?

- She was afraid
I'd go after him.

- Oh.

- Now she thinks
enough time has passed that

we should just come down
and meet her in Mexico, so...

- How wonderful
for you and Elisabeth.

- Yeah.

- I hope we can meet her
someday when you're all back.

- Uh, yeah, I'll be sure
to give you a call.

I think we're only going to be
down there about a week, so...

- So when exactly
are you leaving?

- We're catching
a flight tonight.

- Oh.
- Yeah, this is--

it's good news, detectives.

- Can you tell us about
the crypto investment?

- Uh, yeah.
I mean, I already did.

- Tell us again, one more time.

- OK, um,

Elisabeth got the tip.
She bought the crypto.

I transferred it
to the holding company,

and then she lost everything.

- Well, wait, before,
you said that

Elisabeth transferred
the crypto.

- Right, that's what
I just said to you.

What--what is your problem?

- There's no need to
be angry, Mr. Serra.

- Look, from the beginning,

I have done nothing
but tell you the truth.

All you have done
is accuse me, all right?

So tonight,
I am going to see my wife.

I am taking my children
to see their mother.

- You're not getting on
any flight, Mr. Serra.

Not until we're satisfied.

- Why are you doing this?
Huh?

Haven't we suffered enough?

- Yes, you have suffered,
Mr. Serra.

But we've grown to care about
your wife and your sons,

also about you.

Please call them back for us.

Allay our fear.

Let us walk away
knowing your family's safe.

- I talked to my mom, too.

My dad is telling you
the truth.

- Hi, Danny.

Which dad is telling
the truth?

What exactly did your mom
say to you, Danny?

- That she's coming home
to be with us,

and she's never leaving again.

My first dad is.

- He's lying to us.

The number of the hotel
in Mexico doesn't answer.

We also put a call into the
Mexico City Police Department.

I guess the--

- OK, we need units
set up here

and units to watch
the Hanney yacht.

For how long?

- Till we have enough
to arrest Paul--

or Hanney if his harassment
escalated into something else.

- You think Hanney might
be the second father?

- I don't know.
Kids are involved.

We need to proceed
with caution.

- Catch that slip when Paul
was talking about the transfer?

- Elisabeth didn't lose
the family's nest egg.

Paul did.
- OK, airline got back to me.

Paul bought three tickets
from Mexico City.

They leave
in less than 12 hours,

and we don't have nearly enough
to stop them from traveling,

let alone to arrest him.

- 12 hours is what we've got
to either clear or convict

Paul Serra or Peter Hanney
of killing Elisabeth.

After that, I fear both
will be gone for good.

[engine starts]

- Nope, sorry.

I refuse to accept
service of process.

I'm hungry.
- You have to accept it.

It's a subpoena.

- You're supposed to serve
the custodian of records.

Not me.
- That'll take two weeks.

- We already gave you people
the Serras' account information

from your last subpoena.
- You people?

That's not very friendly.
- Well, you know, I'm fed up.

You come here during lunch,
expect me to forego

a precious few moments
of me time, and--

- I'm sorry if you think
this is a waste of your time,

but this is how criminal
investigations actually work.

Two little boys
have lost their mother.

We are trying to find her.

You can hinder us or help us.

- And while you're doing it,
we'll buy you lunch.

Anything you want.

He's paying.

I thought crypto
was untraceable.

- Everybody thinks that,
but they're wrong.

Truly, you can buy crypto
with cash or through a broker.

- But if you move the money
out of the crypto universe,

at some point,
it comes out in the open.

It must.

- Yeah, at which point
it's traceable.

So you already have
their accounts.

The wire transfers show
when they bought crypto

from the broker,
Borns Crypto Services.

See?

And a few months later,
they cashed out

and got a wire transfer back.

- Can you see who cashed out?

- Paul Serra.

They're doing well,
keeping up with S&P,

beating it substantially.

This was the height
of their profits.

- How does over $700,000

suddenly crater
to basically zero?

Paul losing that money must
have made him lose his mind.

- Well, he got greedy.

So to keep in the profits,
something compelled him

to plow it into
something riskier.

Lost it all.

- What was the
riskier investment?

- All I know is he
emptied their accounts

and then wired it
to a clearinghouse

called Alexandria Profits.

I've heard of them.

They promise huge returns.

- So maybe we can figure out
who Alexandria Profits is

by cross-checking it
against known places

and then seeing
if there's any overlap.

- Alexandria Profits,
the lighthouse of Alexandria.

We don't need to look
for an overlap.

We already know it.
- Oh.

- Thank you.
- The club?

- Yes.
- It's the club.

Mr. Rasgon, good afternoon.

We want to ask you about
Alexandria Profits.

Was it named for
the famous lighthouse?

- I wouldn't know.

Give me a sec.

All I can tell you
is that Alexandria Profits

was mentioned by club members.

- Which members?

- Strange, I can't remember.

- Mm.

- Perhaps you could help us
with another matter.

Something about Elisabeth
and a crypto investment?

- I've told you all I know.

- You never tell
all you know about anything.

If you did,
you'd lose your job.

Right?

Discretion--
that's the name of the game?

- From what I gather
from my colleague,

these sorts of clubs
are also a kind of

private stock exchange,
out of the public eye,

a place to cut business deals,
exchange insider information.

- Elisabeth was popular
with wealthy men.

She must have picked up some
stock tips or crypto plays.

- Yes, the Serras
got a tip on crypto,

and they made a lot
of money from it.

But then they lost it.

People like that
can't hold on to money.

- People like that?

I thought you loved Elisabeth.

- I'm not talking about her.

She wasn't the one
who got the tip.

- Paul?

- This was Paul's big chance
to prove himself to Elisabeth,

that he could give her
what he thought she wanted.

He was installing one of those
radiant heat things

for a member.
- Which member?

- I don't know,
and it doesn't matter.

Elisabeth was always
drumming up work for Paul.

For once, Paul was at the
right place at the right time,

and he made a healthy sell.

Could have been
the start of a great life.

But no,
because Paul's a fool,

and he didn't listen
to Elisabeth's advice.

He then lost it all.

- Did Elisabeth quit her job

because Mr. Hanney
was harassing her?

- Harassing her?

What, is that what
you call it now?

We used to call it
being in love,

especially when it's mutual.

- Love?
- Yeah, the real thing.

- Excuse me.

I should get back to it.
- Mm.

- Good luck, detectives.

- There seem to be many
versions of Elisabeth.

Maybe she was all the things
these men saw,

separate parts of the true her.

- Uh, no, bullshit.

When it comes to women,
a lot of men

just see whatever
they want to see.

Susanna and the Elders.

Two bad men exploit
a good woman.

They offer her a choice.

She either submits
to being raped,

or they falsely accuse her
of adultery,

which of course meant death.

- Faced with this
impossible choice,

she refuses to capitulate.

Instead,
she screams for justice.

- Elisabeth never got
a chance to scream.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Rabbi, look,
I appreciate it,

but we can't accept
gifts or outside food.

- Outside?
What's outside?

We're in your jurisdiction,
part of a grateful community.

- But we can't--
- If you don't take it,

I got to go give two
to the fire department.

How is that fair?
- Oh.

- It's a holiday basket.
Here, I tell you what.

Give it to my friend,
Detective Avraham.

He's an excellent sharer.
- It's the same thing.

- Avi has a friend?

- At least one that I know of.

- [laughs] OK.
- And you would be?

- I'm Detective Harris.
I'm a colleague of his.

And he's just
parking the cruiser.

He'll be right in.
Want me to take that for him?

- Oh, would you? Yes.
- Yeah.

- My wife, Mindy,
bought it for Sukkot.

I didn't want to have to
take it back on the subway.

You're the new partner.

- Mm-hmm.

- Yeah, he talked about you.

- Oh, really?

Good things, I hope?

- No, but he didn't
say bad things,

which for him is a rave.

- OK.
- Wow.

- Don't worry.
I know you're very busy.

I'm just dropping off
and leaving.

Chag sameach.
See you later.

And by that,
I mean, see you later.

If you don't show up,
Mindy will be very upset.

- I-I'll come.

I'll do my best.

- He said you're very smart.

- Hmm.

- What?
You are very smart.

- Yeah, I'm just
trying to process

that you have a friend.

- Look, it took a while,
but the bank

finally sent over copies
of everything in the Serras'

safety deposit box,
and you're right.

It's only on TV
that you get everything

all at once, easy peasy.

We printed photos
of the contents--

stocks and bonds
for the boys,

2018 will
that leaves everything

to Paul and the boys.

Letters from Hanney, here.

And these.

- These are just pictures
of her with Paul and Hanney.

No pictures of her
with her sons.

- These were her
private collection,

special moments
with the men in her life.

Both of them.

- She looks happy
in all of them.

- Leading a double life
can be dangerous.

[speaking in Hebrew]

You can't dance
at two weddings.

- Maybe she could.

And it was the men in her life
that couldn't handle it.

- You're right.

The question is,
which man killed her?

- Have you found Elisabeth?

- Oh, not yet.

But we do know
that you loved her

and that you wanted her
to leave her husband,

and when she wouldn't,
you continued to harass her.

- Bullshit.

We were trying
to figure it out.

She loved me back.

- Yes, but she wasn't
going to run away with you.

- You don't know anything.

She was planning on leaving him

and would have
if he hadn't killed her.

- The only way you
could make her run

was by taking away
absolutely everything from her

and giving her no choice.

And she wasn't even
running to you.

She was on her way
to Mexico with the kids.

And she would have gotten there
if you hadn't killed her first.

- What is this?
What are you talking about?

I didn't kill her.

- You stole the Serras' money.

- You think I cared
about their money?

This is ridiculous.

- In the lobby of your club,

there's a drawing
of Alexandria,

a famous port city
beloved by sailors,

built by Alexander the Great,

a place you visited many times.

- So what?

- You also employ
a vast array

of computer engineers,
financial experts.

It would be easy for you
to fool others

with a fake hedge fund account
promising fabulous returns,

and name it
for your favorite port.

Paul Serra made money
from a tip about crypto.

- He got lucky.

- Oh, and you
couldn't stand it.

Once Paul was rich,
Elisabeth's life was perfect.

The boys were taken care of.

All of her dreams came true.

- She had no reason to leave,

so you took from Paul
his wealth,

his dignity, and self-worth.

And by doing so,
you hoped to take his wife.

- Time for my lawyer
to step in on this.

- Oh, of course.

And you probably
will avoid prison.

But you did steal
the Serras' money.

You are Alexandria Profits,

and Alexandria Profits
is a fraudulent company.

It's a fraud, just like you.

Somewhere along the line,
I don't care where you grew up

or how,
you left your honor behind.

- You tricked the Serras
into transferring

their family wealth.

- I'll take a lie detector.

I didn't fucking kill her.

- That doesn't mean
you're innocent.

- Being rich is not a crime.

- Oh, you didn't
need the money.

You needed Elisabeth.

And the only way
that you could get her

was to destroy her marriage
and destroying her life.

- Hey.

I loved her.

We could have been good
together, with the boys.

And I would never hurt her.

And anyone who says I did
is fucking lying!

- You may not be the killer,
Mr. Hanney,

but you're not innocent either.

We may never prove that you
committed a financial theft.

Not all crimes
can be prosecuted,

but all sins are punished.

You were not the actual cause
of Elisabeth's death,

but you were the proximate
cause, morally responsible.

If we can't make you
pay for it in this life,

believe me, God will.

And your money won't save you.

[tense music]

[suspenseful music]

[sirens wailing]

* *

- We can't go in, Avi.

We have nothing new
to justify it.

- I don't care.
The boys are in danger.

We're going in.

- What happened with Hanney?

- He's taking a poly,
just to be sure,

but I really don't think
he killed her.

- Any developments here?

- We've had it covered
the whole time.

Uniform saw Paul come out
one time to get food,

went right back in.

Ever since,
no one's come in or out.

- NYPD, Mr. Serra.

Open the door.

Police, open up!

* *

- Door's down.
Move in, move in.

- Paul, where are you?

I've got the kids here.

- [indistinct shouting]

Back room, clear.

- Danny?

Danny?
- Bedroom, clear.

- Their pulse is low.

They've been drugged!

- Clear!

- 74 squad to Central.

I need a bus
at 1115 Franklin Street.

Tell them to hurry.

I have two
unconscious children.

- Copy that.
EMS is ten minutes out.

Where is he?

- Apartment's empty.
I don't know how he got out.

[mysterious music]

* *

- Back bedroom!

Give me a hand.

Officer, give me your light.

Clear.

Those are drag marks.

- Blood. Plastic.

- You're fucking Peter Hanney?

- I'm leaving you, Paul!
- Is this about the money?

Come on!
I can earn it back!

Just give me a chance!
- It's not about the money!

It's about you
and the type of man you are!

[grunts]

- [shouts]

- [grunting]

[unhinged music]

* *

[saw whirring]

- Paul Serra killed his wife.

The bomb scare was an unlucky,
random event,

as was you taking his photo.

But if not for that,
we never would have known

Elisabeth was missing.

He must have done this work

when the boys
were out of the apartment.

- Yeah, and with us on him,
he had to speed things up,

which meant drugging the boys
when it was time to move her.

- I know where he is.

- [shaky breathing]

[dramatic music]

[footsteps approaching]

- I fini--I finished it
on schedule.

They owe me my $5,000 bonus.

Will you make sure
that my boys get it?

- Drop the weapon!

- [muttering]
It's...

I couldn't do it.

I couldn't leave them orphans.

- Send up EMS.
We have a knife wound.

- You wanted to die here
with her.

You're too much of a craftsman

to choose any place
you didn't build.

Tell the evidence techs

Elisabeth is directly
beneath that spot.

- A true confession requires

a complete
and detailed account.

- If you want the truth,

God hates me,
and I hate Him back.

When Elisabeth and I
first got together,

I couldn't believe it.

I thought I was the
luckiest man in the world.

Here was this
beautiful woman

who wanted to give me
everything, two beautiful kids,

a house, a life.

- And you were
a wonderful father.

- Yes, I was.

- But you became angry.

Resentful.

Your son couldn't
process the change.

Danny imagined a first dad

and a second dad.

- But you were both of them.

- I worked my ass off
to get her the kind of money

that she needed,
but it was just...

never enough.

- The information you received
about the crypto investment

must have felt like
a message from God.

- And then,
when it was all taken away,

it must have felt like a curse.

And then,
when a billionaire like Hanney

comes and tries to take your
wife away from you, I mean--

- That fucking guy had
nothing to do with it.

- She was in love with him.

- She told you the truth
about her affair.

It wasn't about
the money at all.

She did fall in love
with Hanney.

Hearing that, you lost control.

- And you killed her.

- Tell me, Paul.

Did you believe you deserved
this financial windfall?

[soft dramatic music]

- Yes.

- Of course you did.

Because you were
a perfect and upright man.

Like Job, you were favored.

But then, seemingly,

for no reason,
you were laid low,

made to suffer the loss
of riches of hope,

as if you had committed
some unpardonable sin,

though you had
committed no sin.

- And what kind of god
does that?

A pretty fucking terrible one,
if you ask me.

- Maybe the issue isn't God.

Maybe you are the issue.

- I never claimed
to be perfect.

- Yeah, no shit.

- Guy's a sociopath.

- I think you're someone else
in the Bible.

- Who?

- A great man,
greater than Job.

A builder of cities.

A man like you
used his sacred skill

to produce the first
great manmade things.

His only flaw was jealousy.

So when another more pleasing
man won favor in God's eyes,

the man who worked with
his hand picked up a rock

and smashed God's
more favorite's brains out.

You're not Job.

You're Cain,
the first murderer.

You cursed God when
you murdered Elisabeth,

but you are not God.

Can you stretch the heavens
above the Earth?

Do you give the horse
its strength?

Can you catch a whale
with a hook?

When God favored you,
you loved Him!

When He tested you,
you destroyed

His most precious creation,
life!

The mother of your children!

And like Cain, you have
rightly earned God's curse.

* *

- Oh, that's it.

- I'll start the paperwork.

- I would like to be the one

who tells my children
what happened.

It's best if it comes from me.
[door clicks]

- Ready when you are, Avi.
[keys jingle]

- The best thing you can do
for your boys now

is to let Dr. Sands and their
grandparents help them heal.

That would be the act
of a truly loving father.

I believe that would be
what the first dad would do.

Don't speak to them ever again.

- Hmm.

I guess you're right.
[handcuffs rattle]

- All right.
Let's go.

- [yelling]

- Earl!

- [yelling]

- Avi!

- Earl, are you OK?
- [groans] I'm good.

- Hey, lock the door!
Don't let him out!

- Hey!

- Paul, stop!

[tense music]

* *

- [panting]

- It's done, Paul.

This is not the way.

* *

- [exhales]

- Avi!

[gunshots]

- First goddamn time I ever had
to fire my weapon on the job.

- We need backup.

Suspect's down.

- Shit.

- You OK, boss?

- [sighs]

- Sometimes I wish
we had nonlethal ways

to stop lethal threats.

- Yeah.
In a better world, my friend.

I'm gonna stay until Davies
is done with internal affairs,

and then I'm going
to clock out.

I'm just beat.

I don't think
it'll take that long.

I mean, it was basically
suicide by cop.

- What I said to him
at the end about

not speaking to his sons--

- Yeah.

All of it was true.

- But not necessary.

Sometimes not even the truth
needs to be spoken.

- Hmm.

- Did I drive him to do this?

- Avi, that is crazy.

No, of course not.

He was an evil man,
and he made evil choices.

And he was going
to get away with that.

- [sighs]

[sighs]
Avi...

Thank you for being
my partner.

You really taught me something.

- Just one thing?

- [chuckles]
Yeah.

How to be a mensch.

And that's not just one thing.

In this job,
it's kind of everything.

[gentle music]

* *

- Hey, kid.

Hey.
- Oh.

- Daddy!

- Hey.
Oh, take it easy.

Yeah, that's okay.

- Hey.
- Hi, how you doing?

- You OK?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm good.

How you doing?
- Good.

- Did you do your homework?
- Yeah.

- OK.

Maggie,
you're gonna miss your bus.

All right. Have a good day.

- Bye.
- Bye.

- Bye, honey.

[knock at door]

- Hi.

How you doing?

- It is what it is.

You guys get your gun,
cells, laptops.

Got the all-clear?
- Yeah.

Captain,
why don't you just go home?

- Plenty of time
to stew in it.

I'm on administrative leave

till I can see
the department shrink,

who is booked up
for a few days.

- A few days?
- Mm-hmm.

- You should take
more time than that.

- If I need to, I will.

Thanks.

- I'm sorry it fell upon you
to protect us.

- Part of the job,
protecting you guys.

That's what being in charge
is all about.

So be careful
what you wish for.

* *

OK.

[keyboard clacking]

[upbeat jazzy music]

- The sukkah,
which, not to brag,

I built with my own hands,

it celebrates our exodus
from Egypt.

We eat dinner at it
every night,

and it celebrates
the harvest

and reminds us
of our desert wanderings.

- And how long do you do that?

- Seven days.

- How'd they come up with that?
Why not six days or eight days?

- God told Moses, right after
he gave him the tablets,

God brought Moses
back up the mountain

and gave him all the rules.

- Why didn't He put the rules
on the tablets?

- How many more
questions do you have?

- How long do you have?

- I like her.

- She's gonna be my boss.
- Forget your boss.

She should be everybody's boss.

You should run for office.

- I'm planning to.

- Oh, you're already there.
- Mm-hmm.

Good for you.

Don't hide your light.
That's what I say.

Oh, Mindy just gave me a look.

All right, everybody,
we're not getting any younger!

Quick prayer, and then we eat!

- [whispers]
I like him.

- [speaking in Hebrew]

- Amen.
- Amen.

- Yeah.

All right.
Pass it down.

Don't everyone rush
the table at once now.

- Pickles? Yeah?

- Yeah, I'll start
with the pickles.

If you don't mind.

- OK, OK, wow, wow.
- Thank you very much.

- What is this?

- It's stuffed cabbage.
- Oh, I love it.

- Come on, Avi!
- I love it.

[laughter and chatter]

[phone ringing]

Hello?

[siren wailing, dog barks]

[ominous music]

* *

* *

- That looks like--

- Hebrew.

- Well, what does it say?

- Aba.

It means "father."

[radio chirps]
- All units be advised.

A new description
of the murder suspect,

last seen fleeing on foot,
eastbound--

6 feet, red hair,
possibly homeless man,

40 to 50 years old, wounded
and bleeding from the face.

- Did you hear that?

- What are you doing?

- [grunts]

Wentworth has a disagreement
with someone,

he pulls the trigger.

- Arrives home,
but he has no home.

Uses a gun.

But he has no gun.

- So he's the killer.

And he's the victim.

* *

- He was my friend.

[somber music]

* *

"Woe unto them

"that call evil good,
and good evil.

That put darkness for light,
and light for darkness."

* *

[praying in Hebrew]

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