All language subtitles for Shut.Eye.S01E05.WEB-DLRip.Rus.Eng.CasStudio

-Previously on "Shut Eye"...
-This is the card of motherhood.

-Baby was put up for adoption.

-He died when he was 13?
-12.

-And then, there's this one
Citibank account --

$1,773, 480.18.

-How are you, darling?

-Want to give Fonso and me

a minute here, babe?

-Sure.

-My girls got a good education.

-They teach the girls
how to give a sweet blow job?

-I got you something.

Scopolamine --
that drug I told you about?

Oh, and I would divvy it up
if I were you.

-I got it from Fonso.

It was some kind
of love potion or something.

-You really do like this girl.

-We can hook up if you want.

-Yeah, sure.

-Do you have anything?

-Just the Adderall.

-I meant protection.

-I ran out.

-Can I come in?

-No.
We got people here.

-Hey.

-Uh, Mrs. Davies,
this is my son, Nick.

Nick, this is Mrs. Davies.
-Hey.

Emma, shit, I'm so sorry.
I had to -- Emma?

-Fuck.

Fucking car.

Fuck.

-Okay.

-Okay.

-Okay. Hold on.
Hold on. Hold on.

-You okay?
-Yep.

Ready?
Go.

-What about the phone?

-What phone?

-Hers.
The girl's.

-Emma.

I took care of it.

-Look, I know
that it's been a shit show.

-You think?

-I'm sorry.

-The girl died because of crap
you brought into my house.

It could've been my son.

-Look.
We had something.

All right?
You know we did.

-You're a fucking cancer.

Go back to Vegas or wherever
it is your friend is --

fucking Puerto Rico.

Just get the fuck away from me.

-How am I supposed to get back?

-Call an Uber.
-Wait.

But there's no Uber
in Wrightwood.

- Try Lyft.

-That's good. Yeah.
-You want to see how it's done?

-Sure.
-Okay.

I got my size.

Hey, hon.
We're in here.

-Hi, Dr. White.
It's Charlie Haverford again.

Like I said, I want to come in
for a follow-up,

you know, that Omega point thing
we were talking about.

I don't think
I unfucked anything,

so call me.

Let me know when I can come in.

-It's supposed to get easier
with time.

There are -- There are some days
when it feels better.

But then I slip,

and I'm right back
where I started.

-I'm sorry.

I know how painful this can be.

-I feel so crazy --
these things I do.

-You are not crazy, Nadine.
You're just sad.

-Do you remember
when we first met?

I told you that I didn't do
that "talk to the dead" stuff,

what used to be called séances.

Frankly, I always thought
it was kind of woo-woo.

Yeah.

-Over the years, I've seen
my share of fakes and frauds,

people who con you into thinking

they can connect
with the spirit world.

But there are a few out there
that are real.

-What are you saying?

-If you're interested --

I can't make any promises,
but if you are,

I think I know someone
who might be right for you.

-Really?

-Yeah.

-Good morning, buddy.

That's good.

No.

I got you.

-Not there, you fucking retards!

I want it facing the couch!

Oh, God.

You ever think about using
a lightweight alloy,

like a titanium composite?

-It's too expensive.

But if you want to get into it
over extruded aluminum

versus cast iron,
I'm all for it.

Titanium composite.
Where'd you get that?

-Some DIY show.
Apple TV, huh?

6 million channels, and, shit,

the only thing
I can find to watch

is some asshole
fixing his garage.

-Idiots!
Now you have to move the couch!

-Turn it down a notch, Fab.
We can hear you just fine.

-It's a $4,000 ball.

It needs to be placed perfectly
so when my customer is sitting,

what is he fucking looking at?

-We don't know, Fab.
What is he fucking looking at?

-He is fucking looking
at the fucking mysteries of life

is what he's fucking looking at.

You have no artistic sense,
Fonso -- none.

Now move the damn couch.

And I'm not starting
until you put in a cat door.

Minerva doesn't use a box.

-Uh, I have a crew
that can handle it

tomorrow or the next day.

- Today.

-Family.

-Hey, guys.
Have you seen Emma?

-No, dude.
She's out.

-Wasn't in Wellness.
Wasn't in English.

-Okay.
Thanks.

-Hey.

Come here.

You still have that Adderall?

-I was just looking for Emma.

-30s?

-Yeah.

-We could do $10 a pill for 10.

-That works.

-Yes?

-If you had walked in here
this morning

and told me that Nick Haverford

was part of the Adderall abuse
problem on campus,

I think I would have tossed
a matcha latte at you.

-I am really, terribly sorry
about this, as is Nick.

Right?

-I am.
I'm really, really sorry.

-Well, first year of high school
is a mine field.

Everyone makes mistakes --

acting out, testing boundaries,
trying to fit in.

-This will be the last time
Nick does anything like this.

He's not a dealer.

The Adderall
is from his prescription.

We filled out the medical file
at the start of the year.

-Mm-hmm.

And are you still seeing
your therapist for ADHD?

-Yes.

-Well, most kids who are
on medication don't abuse it.

In fact,
the responsible use of drugs

is often a good deterrent
to abuse.

So, consequences --

one week suspension,
zero-tolerance next time,

immediate expulsion
if you are discovered

with any drug-related
activities again.

Understood?

-Yes.

And thank you so much.
Honestly --

-They're here
about Emma Gilbert.

-If you'll excuse me, please.

Diane will be back
with a behavioral contract

for you to sign.

Good afternoon, Officer.
-Hi. Nice to meet you.

-Principal Kern,
nice to meet you.

-I'm sure she's all right.

-Then why were the police
at the school?

-I don't know, honey.
They're just doing their jobs.

-Okay, well, I'm just gonna
play some "Portal"

and wait for her to text back.

-Get the crystals out
of the garage and sort them.

A week at home on suspension.

You're not gonna spend it
on your computer.

Go.

-With any sort
of coffee brewing,

you have to consider
the same three stages --

wetting, dissolution, diffusion.

And you also
have to keep in mind

how each stage affects
what comes next.

-What's she doing here?

-I guided Nadine
to the realization

that a séance might help her
escape her cycle of grief,

so she's coming here tomorrow.

-I think he knows
how to run a séance.

-Nadine saw Vicki here,
so she's out,

and I remember Gina when she was
trying to put the whammy on me.

Said she'd worked as a medium,
so here we are.

Charlie was so sweet.

He was apologizing for how
you guys, um, overreacted.

-Having Yirgacheffe.

It's from Ethiopia.
You want one?

-No.
Thanks.

-A séance is the right call.

-I don't have a problem
with the séance.

I have a problem with her.

Once you let someone like that
into your life,

it's hard to get rid of her.

-These bitches weigh a fuck-ton.

-Cute kid.

-What do you think -- dog?

-I think you're stereotyping.

-Yep.
You sound like your cousin.

He go back to Texas or wherever?

-Oklahoma.
Yeah, he did.

-Funny thing about that night.

My cousin, Cousin Lou,

hr gets up to use the toilet,
doesn't come back.

What? Fell in?

-Yeah, you can laugh,
but the thing is,

his wife, she's in a panic,

the kind where she comes
over to the house

and starts talking shit
about how I must know

who he's shacked up with

on account that I no doubt
have somebody on the side.

This is in front of Simza
and all.

What'd you do?

-I go to see his kamardi.
Both of them.

Neither one of them
has seen him.

-You know what
it might have been?

-No, I don't.
I have no idea.

-Alien abduction.

He's up there right now --

flying saucer,

little gray guys
sticking shit right up his ass.

See, the thing of it is,
while it might be aliens,

last anybody saw of him,
he was going in the can.

So were you.

- Motherfucker!

What are you accusing me of,
huh?

I went in the bathroom,
I killed him,

and I came back
and listened to the band?

Go fuck yourself!

-You done yelling at me yet?

These people seem upset.

-I don't give a fuck!

You just called me a murderer.

-I just asked,
"Have you seen my cousin?"

-No, I ain't seen
your fucking cousin!

-All right, then.

Oh.
I think they want us to go.

-Right now.
Get out!

-Can't I finish my poodle first?

Now!

-Okay.

We good?

I promise, no more trouble.

We apologize.

-Aah! Aah!

-You raise a fucking blade
to me!

That doesn't go unnoticed.

- Sayonara.

- Hey, sorry.

The, uh, 405.
I tried calling.

-My ringer's off.

-Hey, buddy.

- Hi, there, guys.

We're all here, I see.

I want to keep him in my lap.

-Of course.

-It's okay. Stay.
-All right, there, old guy.

Yeah, you're ready.
-It's okay.

I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.

-You can stay here
as long as you want.

-I got you.

It's okay.

I want to be buried with these.

-That's a little morbid.

-I want to be buried with them.

When I go to heaven,
if that's where I'm going,

I'm gonna hold them up to God,

and I'm gonna ask
for an explanation.

-He was old.

-If I -- If I did that --
If I blinded a dog

and I shattered his hip
so he could barely move,

so he could barely move
out of his own filth,

that would make me
a psychopath, right?

-Nora --
-No. It would, right?

I mean, it -- it would.

God does that
over and over and over again,

day in, day out,
every single day of the week

and twice on Sunday.

-You're a doctor,
for Christ's sake.

You know how this works.

-Yeah. That doesn't --

That doesn't mean
I have to like it.

-So, what? We're gonna
go through this all again?

What's the point?
Why am I here?

-I'm going to keep asking those
questions until I get answers.

-Yeah, well,
good luck with that.

- You know what?
You're right.

Fuck Him.
Fuck God.

Fu -- I don't want
to do this anymore.

-What, this?

-Yeah.

-Why not?

Because, uh -- because
you don't want

to have the same arguments
about theology

that we had once a month
when we were married?

-I don't...

I guess I just don't.

-You don't think
he has a drug problem, do you?

-No.
I think it was a girl problem.

This séance --

we need to find another way.

-No. This is the way.
Really.

-$1.7 million.

-Closer to 1.8.

-Oh, God.
That is get-out-of-town money.

New-life money,
an honest-to-God chance.

We're putting our future

in the hands
of some Vegas hustler.

-No, the future is in my hands,
not our hands.

Gina is a tool of the trade --
a deck of cards, a crystal ball.

We will use her
to get what we want.

-I just think she can
make things complicated.

It's 3:00 in the morning.

-What happened to my cat door?

-I'll have the crew by
in the morning.

And the next time you have
a problem, try calling.

-People block me.

-Can't imagine why.

I'm not your errand boy.

-Sure.

-I'm gonna go back in,

and I'm gonna go to sleep,

and I will see you
in the morning.

-I need Gold Bond cream.

-What?

-I need Gold Bond cream.

-For the shop?

-For my heels.
They crack.

-Go to CVS.
It's open 24 hours.

It's on Victory.

Fine.

I'll bring the Gold Bond cream
first thing in the morning,

and I'll have a crew there
for the cat door.

-Let us join together.

-Gina will guide you.

You're in good hands.

-Okay.

-As we prepare
to summon the spirits,

let us take a moment
to open our hearts

and receive
the gift of connection.

Sometimes,

connection is the only gift
we have to offer.

And connection is one
of the most powerful blessings

the universe can give us.

When two souls are joined,

there is no power
on earth or in heaven

that can keep them apart.

The heart wants
what the heart wants.

Please say the name of your boy.

-I named him Miles.
Um, his family called him Dylan.

-Then we will call him Miles
just as you did.

We will ask
that he now cross the border,

for we know
love is stronger than death.

- Oh! Oh! Oh!

Oh.

-Everybody all right?

-Yeah.

-Go! Go! Go!

-Just a couple of kids playing.

I am so sorry.

-I think it's a sign.

He's sending us a message.

-Miles.

He loved baseball.

-Miles, you have made
your presence known.

Tell us what you want.

Let us into your life
as we want you in ours.

Mm.

Oh.

He's saying
he wants to speak with us.

-Is there anything
you want to say to him?

-Miles, this is, uh...Mom.

Oh.

I've been wanting
to say this to you...

for a long time.

I love you.
I love you.

-There are other ways
of looking at it --

kids playing, coincidence.

But, as I said before,
I have seen some things,

and this was definitely
one of them.

-A connection -- I feel it.

You have a son.
You know.

I mean, it's a connection
you cannot describe,

a bond that nothing can break.

-Of course.

-Yes.
You just know.

I can't tell you
how grateful I am

for all your love and support.

...think I would ever
be able to connect with Miles.

-Honey?

-Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Uh, it's just been a very
overwhelming experience today.

Would you excuse me
for one minute?

- Pretty sweet.

The ball hit right on time.

So, what's next?

Charge her every time
she wants to talk to the kid?

I mean, we could explain

there's some kind of psychic
disturbance blocking him.

She'd have to pay extra
to get rid of it.

-We're done.

-With Nadine?
We just got started.

-Linda has itches
she needs to scratch.

From time to time, she does.
I understand that.

I'm sensing emotion here.

Feelings.

And that's not gonna work
for me, for my family.

It's time for you to go.

-Maybe she wants
to keep scratching.

-We can go into the kitchen.
We can ask her.

Don't bother saying goodbyes.

I'll take care of that.

-You focus on the simple,
I think.

So...

I don't know.

So I'll have to process it.

-Nadine,
can I walk you to your car?

-Oh, please.
Thank you.

-I sent my crew
for the cat door.

They said they'd be there
at 11:00.

-They're working now.

-Well, then, what's the problem?

-I came to re-up on candles,
but you know what?

I don't care about candles
anymore.

Who's she?

-A client.

-Fancy lady.
Fancy car.

-We don't discriminate.

-You tell Fonso?

-That I have a rich client?

I have a few of them.

-You're working her long.

We're strictly short.

-I don't think so.

-Her husband's cheating on her.

We're helping her with that.

Anything deeper,
we hand to Fonso.

That's the deal.

-Well, I'll tell him, then.

We'll let him decide whether
you're working long or short.

-Come in the house.
You want to call him?

-I got my cellphone.
We don't have to go anywhere.

-What do you want?

-Give me my piece
or I tell Fonso.

-He was in the shower.
I told him to get dressed.

-So, we'll be waiting here
for another half hour.

Teenage standard time.
You could set your watch by it.

Do you think she'll tell Fonso?

-If we don't pay her.

-If we do?

-Nothing's stopping her
from coming back for more.

She'll hold it over us forever.

-Options?

-One, we cut her in.

-No fucking way.

-Okay.
We get ahead of the story.

We tell Fonso
we were playing Nadine short,

but we found something.

-Give her up?
-You asked for options.

-Fucking can't believe
this shit.

You fucking --
You saw Nadine in there.

She's this close.

-I said it was an option.

I didn't say
it's what I wanted to do.

-There was a different vibe
in the room today.

-Yeah, of course.
We're going for the big game.

-No.
It was something different.

-What did you say to her?

-I told her to leave.

-You're the one
that brought her back in.

-Yeah,
I don't think now's the time

to be pointing a finger at me.

There was something different
this time.

Like...you crossed a line.

-It's over.

-We never make each other
the mark.

That was our deal.

The only people we're honest
with are each other.

Nadine's money -- like you said,

we get a total reboot,
no more Roma, no more parlors.

But there can't be distractions!

No secrets!

-I know.

So, Fabiana?

-Yeah.
I'll talk to Eduardo.

-I guess you were right about
having a gangster on our side.

-"Sorry to keep you waiting,
parents."

-What?

-The key is to marinate.
My secret's Sunny D.

That shit
gets right into the meat.

Leave it for 24 hours -- bang.
Flavor explosion.

The rest is just keeping
the flame off the meat

so it doesn't char.

It's not rocket science.
The cave men did it.

-Read my palm.
Right now.

-She's trying to relax, man.

-No, no.
I'll do it.

-How's your plan going?

-Plan?

-"Top of the food chain."
Isn't that what you said?

-I got some irons in the fire.

-I never thought
I'd get to see that.

You need me to fan
the flames of that fire,

you just let me know.

-It's so clear.

-What?

-You're single.

-How can you tell?
My love line?

-No, it's the calluses,
the blisters.

You jack off way too much.

-You're good.
Pretty fucking good.

-For what it's worth,
I'd give my left nut

if I never have to fry
another guy in oil.

See those guys?

I mean,
those are my oldest friends.

They'd buy tickets
to watch that happen.

Again, like in your business,
it takes all kinds.

Now, I'm gonna tell you this

'cause obviously
we have a rapport and all.

I've got a dream.

I'm a notary.

I got my license
three weeks ago.

-That's great.
-I'm going into real estate,

and I'm gonna do it all
myself --

the paperwork and everything.

Listen --
like in all businesses,

I'm gonna eliminate
the middle man.

Do you want in?

Once I'm up and running,
I will hook you up.

It's gonna be completely
above board.

Legit, honest,
it's a sweet deal.

I mean,
we all want to get out, man.

I mean, maybe not my partners.

They want to make their money
working the streets.

They're not
embracing the vision.

-Hey!
What the --

What's wrong with you?

Come on.

My man, you're the one.

You're the one who knows.

You're the one with the power.

Come on.

I'm gonna get you
a drink of the good shit.

I want you to tell me
what you saw.

-Oh, great.
Thanks.

-Is this a vision
I should know about?

-I don't know what it was.

I don't even know
if it was a vision.

Just exhausted, stressed out.

There's this woman
that works for me.

She's getting in the way
of something I'm trying to do.

-Something
I can help you out with?

-Ah, it's a bump in the road.

-Yeah, well,
let me smooth it over.

-I hate to ask.

-But you're asking.

I've done it 100 times.

I'll swing by.
I'll make your problem go away.

Trust me.

I'm a charming guy.

-I think we should
get right to this.

I'm sensing a dark presence.

-Really?

-Without a doubt.
Very dark.

You're gonna need more
than a simple reading.

I can tell you that up front.

-You think so?

-You're in a world of shit.

-The spirits tell you this?

-It's not exactly how it works,
but yeah.

-Do they tell you to back off
my friend Charlie?

Fuck me.

Charlie sent you?

-He's too polite
to get involved, but I'm not.

You really need to stop being
a pain in the ass to him.

-Oh, is that right?
-Yeah.

-Fuck you, and fuck Charlie!

You come in here,
and you threaten me.

Nobody threatens me.

-What is your fucking problem?

We were having
a civilized conversation.

Look at this.
Fuck.

Fuck.

You want to help me out here?

Ow!
Get off me, you crazy bitch!

-Aah!

Aah!

Aaaaaaah!

-And are you going
to love it...

-Or are you going to list it?

-We are going to...

-List it, you idiot.

-...love it.
-You love it? Aww.

-You get all the sundries
you need?

-Everybody loves hotel soap.

-That screened porch
was really nice.

-That was beautiful.

-Tony won't even let me
remodel the bathroom.

-Mm.

Man has no sense of where
practicality and style meet.

-Mm.
-You should leave him.

-And violate
the sanctity of marriage?

Oh.

How could I?

-Yeah?

What is this?

-It's different.

-How different?

-Pretty different.

-Hey.
You love me different?

-Like, I could see that, yeah.

-Yeah, what?

Fuck.

-What's wrong?

-Your fucking husband.

-For the record,
she came after me.

-What?

-Mild disagreement
between me and your psychic.

It escalated,
she lit herself on fire,

the place went up with her.

I'm lucky
I got out of there alive.

-What the fuck?
Van Nuys burned down?

What happened
to smoothing it over?

-Ask that crazy bitch.

She's the one that got cute
with the candle.

They took her to the burn unit
in the valley.

-Did anyone see you?

-Like I didn't think of that.
No. We're clear.

But that's what you saw, right?

The vision at the barbecue.

You saw a pig on fire,
only it was the wrong one.

-I saw something, yes,
like I said,

but if I had known...

-What I'm hearing
is that you have this gift.

You just need to sharpen

the skill set that came with it
a little bit.

Hold on.

The lady's cat.

I-I went in there
and pulled it out.

I couldn't stand the thought
of this little guy in there.

- He's a girl. Minerva.

-Yeah, well, she's yours now.

Like I said, you have the gift,
my friend.

Figure out how to use it.

-I had this vision
of burning flesh,

and then
this woman who works for me

was severely burned
in a fire...

-Hmm.

-... just a few hours later.

Sounds crazy, doesn't it?

-No.

Like I said, I have no issue

believing that you can see
the future.

I mean, I suppose a skeptic
might argue for coincidence,

but in my opinion, there is
no such thing as coincidence.

-Is this
one of your mushroom insights?

-I like to think of coincidence
as random cosmic enlightenment.

-From God?

-Have you told your wife
about any of this?

-Not yet.

-You're all done.
You're a new man.

-So, what?

I'm supposed to just wait

until God tells me whatever's
supposed to happen next?

-Okay, you know,
before we go

with the whole message
from on high,

there's a less-exotic
possibility

that I'd like to rule out.
-What's that?

-Well, like, there could be
delayed swelling in your brain,

and you're gonna stroke out
from an embolism.

-Swelling?

That's what's causing
the visions?

-Possibly.

-No God.

-Well, you know what they say --

"The kingdom of heaven
is within you."

You're not claustrophobic,
are you?

If you have any problems,
you just let us know,

and we'll slide you on out,
okay?

-Yeah.
I'm good to go.