All language subtitles for Afterlife s02e02 The Rat Man.eng

(DOG BARKING AT DISTANCE)

TERENCE: No. No way
man. I ain't going back in there!

CULVER: Come on,
Terence. Give it a rest.

TERENCE: I told you before! I
need to be moved! I ain't messing!

CULVER: Yeah, well, unfortunately
the penthouse suite is booked!

(TERENCE SCREAMING)

- Don't give me any trouble, Terence.
- I ain't no trouble, man!

- Don't do it.
- I ain't the trouble here!

Terence!

He's gonna hurt me!

TERENCE: Why don't
you want to protect me?

Why aren't you listening?

(TERENCE SCREAMING)

TERENCE: Sir!
My light's gone out!

I need my light!

(PANTING) I need some light now!

I need some protection!

Sir! Sir!

GUARD: Put a bloody sock in it!

(RATS SQUEAKING)

(WHIMPERING)

(TERENCE SCREAMING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

WOMAN: Do you want to
be in trouble with the school?

Do you want to be an
embarrassment to me?

Jason, I'm not
telling you again!

CULVER: Terence.

Terence.

(GASPING)

(PANTING)

Robert Bridge, Kevin Wadham.

Ah, the psychology
department's resident skeptic.

Barbara tells me you were a
student of hers, once upon a time.

In London, yes.

She was young and anarchic
and we conspired together.

Well, she's still young
and anarchic. (LAUGHS)

Yes, of course. How can I help?

I'm a wing governor
at Northcutt Prison.

Now, are you prepared to keep
this under your hat before I go on?

Yes, of course.

We've had three
suicides on the lifer wing

in the last three months.

The thing is...

They all had been talking
about the same kind of strange

things happening to them.

Flickering lights,

footsteps when
there's nobody there...

I told Kevin this was your
area. The Psychology of Belief.

- Superstitious thinking...
- Yeah, well, convicted criminals

are not the most reliable
witnesses, by definition.

But what have they got to gain?

There are some pretty highly
strung individuals in there,

and just I'm worried that

this rumor mill of a ghost might
get out of hand, if it isn't already.

Look, I'm... I'm writing
a book about a medium.

- A woman called Alison Mundy.
- BARBARA: Robert...

- Now, I don't know...
- No. No, no. I'm ahead of you.

Now if the inmates thought there
was someone coming in who was,

I don't know, going
to exorcise something,

that might just
put the lid on this.

I think that's a very bad idea.

As well as cod-psychology
of the worst kind.

So you volunteered me?

Thanks.

Thanks a lot, Robert.

Thanks for trotting me
out like some sort of pet.

You're not listening to me. I
think for all his surface rationality,

Wadham thinks
something odd is happening,

and he's afraid to admit it.

What is going on in your head

that you'd think I'd
go to a place like that?

It's not just that it's a prison,
it's the high security wing!

People have died.

People have heard things,
seen things, and died.

Do you think it's a good idea
that I go looking for this stuff?

Well, if you don't, who will?

They'll dredge up some bogus
psychic out of Yellow Pages

and what'll that do to the men locked
up in there if something real is going on?

I wanna go there
with someone genuine.

Plus, I'll be with you.

You won't be on
your own for a second.

Follow me.

MALE GUARD 1: We’ll
just do a quick search.

Thank you.

MALE GUARD 2: Follow me please.

Could you place your cross
in the tray for me, please?

What's the story here, Terence?

You tell me. You're
the one with the powers.

They say it's the atmosphere.

They say it gets to you.

They should talk to Curtis,

they should talk to Devlin.

I want to know what you've
seen and heard, not anybody else.

Footsteps.

Like someone
coming up behind you.

Feeling someone's eyes on the back
of your head and there's no one there.

Things going missing.

There's somebody evil in here.

And I don't mean
somebody living, either.

- Have you seen this person?
- What's the point?

(TEARFULLY) They don't care.

Nobody cares
about nothing in here.

Give me your hand.

Give me your hand.

(SOBS)

It's maddening, man.

Last night I heard them again.

With their pinky feet
and their pinky tails.

And then he was
there in my cell.

- (PRISON GUARD SCOFFS)
- You know who.

It's obvious who! He brought
him here and he won't go away!

It's 6:00. They're
unlocked for association.

(MAN WHISTLING)

PRISONER: I'm quite
interested in life after death, I am.

- You're living proof of it, Tango.
- (MEN LAUGHING)

GARLAND: She's a very
experienced woman. Let her do her job.

(BELL RINGING)

GARLAND: Don't waste
your time with him, love.

Terence bashed in a granny's
head with a steam iron.

Not exactly the answer
to a maiden's prayer.

GARLAND: He
doesn't respect women.

There's plenty of us who do.

Open up. Take
me back to my cell!

He's trying to mess me
up! Take me back to my cell!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Open up the cell door now!

Open up. Take
me back to my cell!

He's trying to mess
me up! Hurry up!

Hurry up! Move,
move! Take me back.

I could do with a chin-wag.

You and I have a lot in common.

(FOOTSTEPS CLANGING)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(RATS SQUEAKING)

(STAIRS CREAKING)

GARLAND: I could
do with a chin-wag.

You and I have a lot in common.

He doesn't respect women.

There's plenty of us who do.

TERENCE: You know
who. It's obvious who!

He brought him here
and he won't go away!

(ALISON BREATHING HEAVILY)

BARBARA: Garland?

ROBERT: Yeah. Ian Garland.

He was in Belmarsh
when I interviewed him.

You interviewed him?

For my book.

Spine's not even
broken. Thanks a lot.

I was getting around to it.

Seven years ago, he was convicted of
the brutal rape and murder of three women.

I was an expert witness
for the prosecution.

That must've been
pleasant for you.

He's a very disturbed and
manipulative individual, Robert.

He probably got a buzz out of
winding up the other prisoners.

But Alison saw a
very definite figure.

Even I noticed a
negative energy in there.

Maybe to Alison it
became something tangible.

Do you know how
crappy that sounds?

It's psychology,
Robert. It's hysteria.

It happens in girls'
schools, convents,

wherever people are confined
their stresses will find an outlet,

physical or otherwise.

This woman has seeped into
every crevice of your sense of reason.

Genuine skepticism
involves openness,

not blanket dismissal.

(BARBARA SIGHS)

Jude!

How's the family?

Um, I've just come to
see Barbara actually.

We're going for lunch.

Have fun.

I'm sorry that I wasn't
clearer on the phone.

But I'm now convinced that Garland
is somehow the focus of the hauntings

and I need to have a
one-to-one with him.

You want it to stop, don't you?

I suppose if he's prepared
to talk to someone,

that's productive.

Here's a change from
the usual prison visitors.

The milk of human kindness types who
always want to marry me or mother me.

Or both.

Hello.

- I'm Alison.
- I know.

I'm Ian. What do
you like to be called,

- Al or Allie?
- Alison.

Who's he?

- Your toy boy?
- Dr. Robert Bridge,

Cabot University
Psychology Department.

Oh, a psychologist.
We know all about those.

Daddy smacked my bottom.

I was exposed to Bingo
when I was five years old.

Why did you say we
have a lot in common?

Because we're cut from the
same cloth, you and I, Alison.

You can never be normal,

lead a normal
life. Neither can I.

And fate's brought us together.

He's an innocent.

I was an innocent once.

(LAUGHING)

You know, I was a choirboy.

Used to go round with the
collection plate in church.

Never even took a penny.

What changed?

(SIGHS) Oh, everything.

Everything.

It was like the voice of God.

It was like being born again.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

I was visiting my mother's
grave with some flowers

one bright summer's day,

and I couldn't disobey it.

That was the first time
the Rat Man came to me.

I had to do what he said.

And...

You know what he said.

Kill women.

Uh, you see?

Simpatico. I knew
you'd understand me.

After the first one I thought
he'd leave me alone, but he didn't.

Describe what it's like when
he comes to you. I want to know.

Oh, well, if you want to know.

First, it's the smell,

it's like really bad drain.

Then, the squeaking,

the little squeakers
and squealers.

Then, it's all fun and games

till the Rat Man's work is done.

Why doesn't he leave you alone?
What good are you to him in here?

Oh, you know
what it's like, Alison.

When they have you
they won't let you go.

Hmm.

When the spirits
have hold of you,

you are at their mercy.

Hmm. To be totally theirs,

their tool,

their puppet, their
instrument of destruction.

Ooh.

It's bliss.

It's a high,

like the best drug.

(CHUCKLES)

The best sex.

Okay, that's enough. Time to go.

He likes you, Alison.

GARLAND: He's like me, he's
starved of company in this place.

Alison?

Don't worry, you'll be back.

You know you will.

(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

(KEYS JANGLING)

You wanted to have a meeting?

Yes, this is it.
This is the meeting.

Alison, Barbara.

Yes. We've met. I really
hope you can help us.

What do you know
about the Rat Man?

BARBARA: Oh, dear God.

That whole Rat Man thing
was a concoction by Garland

at the time of the trial.

Akin to "the devil" or "Marilyn
Manson made me do it,"

in an attempt to get a cushier
stay in a psychiatric unit.

The police thought so
and the jury thought so.

I'm impressed
he's kept up the act.

But the Rat Man wasn't a
fabrication. He was a real person.

BARBARA: Chapter Six.

Albert Panhuysen,

nicknamed "The Rat Man,"

a multiple murderer
hanged in 1948.

He was a church warden.

He ran a lodging house.

He'd scour the streets
for homeless girls

and give them a place to stay,

professing an act
of Christian charity.

In fact, he'd imprison, torture
and finally murder them.

By profession he
was a rat-catcher

and he used the rats
in his sadistic tortures.

He considered the
rats were, like him,

agents of God in
wiping sin from the Earth.

And sin, as we all
know, started with Eve.

He used to turn up the
wireless to cover the noises,

even though they were gagged.

Ironically, that's
how he was caught.

A neighbor complaining
about the radio.

But if the Rat Man
is controlling Garland,

is he really responsible
for his actions?

Don't excuse his
acts by believing

it has anything to do with
the spirit world, please.

Nobody's excusing anything.

Good, because Ian Garland
is just a boring little man,

like most sexual predators.

He doesn't savor fine
Chianti and go to the opera.

He has no empathy and no charm,

just an overwhelming ego to
satisfy, and he doesn't give a shit.

He scared you, didn't he?

Yes.

He still does.

He scares me, too.

May I?

Thank you, Robert.

GARLAND: You have to look
after your mental health in this place.

He's not going to
leave you alone, is he?

I'm doing you a favor, Terence.

Let's both be realistic.

There are ways to
make the pain go away,

you know that.

GARLAND: I do like a nice plum
duff. Do you like a nice plum duff?

(RATS SQUEAKING)

(TRAY CLATTERS)

ALISON: "Albert Panhuysen ate a
hearty breakfast of eggs and black pudding

"on the day of his execution.

"He polished his shoes fastidiously
before his walk to the gallows.

"Unrepentant to the last,

"as the prison chaplain
intoned a prayer,

"he drowned him out with a loud
rendition of the Sunday school hymn

"Jesus Loves Me,

"cut off only when the
merciless trap was thrown."

(NOOSE CREAKING)

GARLAND: To be totally theirs,

to their puppet, their
instrument of destruction.

It's bliss.

Sorry.

It's okay.

(BELL DINGS)

BARBARA: I'm sorry about
this but I couldn't tell you earlier.

I promised faithfully
I wouldn't say, but...

Say what?

Jude.

She's in a hell of a state.

It looks like Clive has left her
for a younger, prettier model.

God, I always knew
that bloke was a wanker.

Apparently, he fell
uncontrollably in love.

He felt he had to
follow his heart.

He's got a newborn
kid for Christ's sake.

He's not an 18-year-old.

Has she kicked him out?

No, he left.

He's moved in with her, this...

I don't want to think about it.

How is she?

Pretty rough, really.

She needs a shoulder
to cry on, poor thing.

Well, thank God she's got you.

That's not what I meant.

I know it isn't.

(LOCK CLICKING)

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

What's the matter?

What's happened?

You don't have to
come. I'll go alone.

Now you're being ridiculous.

What can you possibly
hope to achieve?

Robert, I don't know
what to say to you.

You're the one who persuaded
me to go there in the first place.

Well, now it's different.

I'm worried about what this
is gonna do to you. (SIGHS)

GARLAND: I had a
nice dream last night.

You were in it, funnily enough.

You weren't in mine.

Really?

I wrote it down.

You can read it if you want.

Do you want to read it?

You can correct the
spelling, I've no doubt.

Might be a few words you
haven't come across before, mind.

ALISON: No matter
what you've done,

and no matter how much I despise
you, I'd still like you to be free.

Why? Because you can't be?

Negative self-reinforcement
I'd say, wouldn't you, Doctor?

But you are a bit of
a martyr, aren't you,

essentially?

(CHUCKLES LIGHTLY)

You know nothing about me.

No, but he does.

Nothing's hidden from him.

He comes from the sewers.

He sees into the
dirt of the soul.

Through the bone and the
flesh, into what you really are.

And he knows exactly
who deserves to live

and who deserves to die.

Do you deserve to live, Alison,

do you think?

(CHUCKLES) Just curious.

You're talking about yourself.

You're the one who doesn't
believe that they deserve to live.

(GARLAND CHUCKLES)

GARLAND: What, are you
taking lessons from him now?

Stick to the tarot
cards if I was you.

You know what I'm talking about.

You know exactly what it's like,

to have someone clinging to
you and they won't go away.

They're just there.

You carry them
around like a weight

and they're just

part of you.

What happened that day, when you
were taking flowers to your mother's grave?

Let's talk about those
scars on your wrists.

How far do they go
up your forearms?

What put you in that place?

What opened the
door that let him in?

What other scars are there
elsewhere, I wonder? Mmm.

- Why did he choose you?
- Now, I'm just...

trying to imagine.

Legs?

Hips?

Thighs?

Genitalia?

Or did you choose him?

Yes,

you carry those
wounds around with you

so nobody knows

what Alison really is.

Someone who hurts

but who doesn't hurt enough.

Someone who's touched death

because deep down

you think that's where
you really belong.

Alison?

(LAUGHING) You're precious,
you are. Do you know that?

He can smell it off you.

Another victim, another
bashed-up wife, written all over you.

I survived.

I got through. Which is
more than you've done.

Look at you.

You're in here
because you need him.

You cling to him, not
the other way round,

that's the truth, isn't it?

Bruises. Black eyes.
Tears at bedtime.

(GARLAND SIGHS)

That's why he likes you.

That's why he's coming.

Oh, the Rat Man's
taken a shine to you.

You're just his type,
do you know that?

- ROBERT: Alison. Stop now.
- No.

I'm not like you.

You're weak,

you need him.

I'm strong.

How does that feel, that a
woman's stronger than you?

He's coming.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Do you hear him?

(WHISPERS)
Yes, I do. I do. I do.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

(RATS SQUEAKING)

You've come to fight his battle.
Isn't that what you always do?

When it all gets too much?

When lovelessness and rejection

make him want to take it
out on an innocent woman?

(WHIMPERS)

You don't need him,

he needs you.

You fixed on him
because he's weak.

He wants you
because evil is power,

and without power he's nothing.

ROBERT: Get the
bastard out of here now!

You think I'm afraid?

I'm not afraid of
you, you whore!

It's your job to be afraid!

All of you!

What's he looking
for inside you, Alison?

What's he going to find

when he's cut you open?

GARLAND: (SOBBING)
Don't listen to her. I'm strong.

I...

I've done everything for you.

Everything you've asked.

(SNIFFLING)

I've never let you down.

I won't let you down. Ever.

You know that.

Please.

Please.

Give me another chance.

GARLAND: (SINGING) ♪
Jesus loves me, this I know

♪ For the Bible tells me so

♪ Little ones to him belong

♪ They are weak and he is strong

♪ Yes, Jesus loves me

♪ Yes, Jesus loves me

♪ Yes, Jesus loves me

♪ The Bible tells me so ♪

(OBJECT CLATTERS)

ROBERT: Too many
things, Barb. Too much stuff.

BARBARA: (ON PHONE)
We all get to points in our life

when we're drawn to things
that make us feel secure.

I feel more insecure.

Every day.

(SIGHS)

How much do we ever
know about other people?

Even about ourselves?

BARBARA: This is
about Jude, isn't it?

Why don't you go
round and see her?

(SIGHS)

I can't do that, Barb.

Don't ask me to do that.

(SNIFFS)

(LIQUID DRAINING)

(SWITCH CLICKS)

(RATS SQUEAKING)

(LOUD SQUEAKING)

(RATS SQUEAKING)

(PANTING)

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Yeah.

ALISON: (VOICE QUIVERING)
He's here! He's here!

What? Alison.

ROBERT: Alison.

Alison!

(RATS SQUEAKING)

(LID RATTLING)

(SQUEAKING)

(FANFARE OVER RADIO)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(SONG PLAYING OVER RADIO)

(MAN ON RADIO
SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(BULB BURSTING)

(SONG PLAYING ON RADIO)

(HORN HONKING)

MAN: Ahoy, there!

(CHEERING AND APPLAUDING)

What?

(MAN CONTINUES
SPEAKING OVER RADIO)

(INDISTINCT
CONVERSATION OVER RADIO)

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Alison!

Alison!

(PANTING)

Alison!

Alison!

(LINE BEEPING)

ALISON: Robert.

It's okay.

You're safe.

He could have killed me,

but he chose not to.

He came to thank
me for setting him free.

There are some things
that I've never talked about.

There are some things
that's too difficult to talk about.

I know.

Sometimes it's like,

the place that you're from,

is like a net,

that supports you,

but it's full of holes

and at any time they could
open up and swallow you.

Do you know what I mean?

If you had the
chance to go back,

to a time when something
happened, to hurt and pain,

to sort it out, would you?
Or would you just leave it?

It's not about changing
the past if you're unhappy.

It's about changing
the person you are now,

and the person
you're going to be.

Easy then.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

I'm busy, Robert.

- Can I come inside?
- No.

And why not?

Because I've got enough
troubles on my plate

without you gloating about it.

How am I gloating?

I came to see if you're okay. Don't
accuse me of doing anything wrong.

No, you never do anything
wrong, do you, Robert?

You're always in the right.

Well, do you know how
boring that was sometimes?

You don't have to take
your pain out on me.

Don't patronize me!

Is your life, um...

Was our life so perfect?

No, Jude. Nothing is perfect.

Look, I didn't come
here to resurrect the past,

so why are you?

You always have all the
words, don't you, Robert?

I hate arguing with you.

You make me feel so stupid.

Jude, please.

I'm sorry. Please,
ask me to come in.

(SOBBING)

(SNIFFLING)