All language subtitles for G.S01E08.1080p.WEB.H264-DiMEPiECE_track3_[eng]

- Someone burned down my house.

- He's going to find out
it was us.

- Is there something
you want to tell me?

- He needs to know if
we photographed the real Bible
from his safe,

which means there is a Bible
with his notes in it.

- Andrei told you
what I needed done?

Why don't we call your mother
and ask her if she knows
Janelle Rousseau?

- Where'd you get the photos
of Gold and Orlov?

- We used to be close once.
Closer than this, anyway.

- Orlov is arriving from Moscow

and will join
the interrogation of Blake.

The Koreans will get the info
on the missile defense system.

Orlov will get to try out
the IEP.

- Just wondering if Orlov
will know that Gray is coming,
considering that you know?

- Oh! What the fuck?!

- Whose fault is it?
Just write it.

I'm not going to kill you.
Nobody asked me to kill you.

- Can you wait
until after the party?

(gunshot)

- That was Blake Granger.
What is wrong with you?! Why?

I am not like you.

- Where's Gray?
- Probably killing the pilot.

- Lydia was fussing all night.
I'm a little confused.

- Gray murdered
three people in Korea.

(scoffs)
- No, no, no, no, no, Sara.

The word murder is a purely
legal term, like insanity.

We're all friends here.
We're not lawyers.

- We were sent
to rescue Blake Granger.

What do you call shooting him
in between the eyes
with a sniper rifle?

- Extraction would have been
preferable; it always is.

Waffles are preferable
to pancakes,

but there isn't always time.
- Are you serious?

- I know!
There was loss of life,
and I shouldn't trivialize it.

I'm sorry.
I apologize.

I assume rescue was improbable,
given the circumstances.

It might have ended with one
or both of you being captured.

Never mind the political
embarrassment,

just think of the treasure trove
of intelligence

that might be
gleaned out of you.

Colonel Orlov has a long history
of torturing civilians.

His bodyguard's job was
to shoot anyone

who came within ten feet of him.

As for Blake Granger,
he knew the risks when he signed
up to work in the DMZ.

If they'd used the IEP...
was there an IV bag?

- Mm-hm. Yes.

- Well, then he was dead
already.

If they got information
on our air defense, for example,

hundreds - no, millions -
of people would have been
endangered.

Those people have families,
friends. What about them?

Blake Granger sacrificed
his life

for their security
and that's our job.

- Mm-hm. And is that
what happened to my father?

He was sacrificed?

- You're upset. You're tired.
Take a day, take a week.

Not everything is
black and white, Sara!

(door opens and shuts)

I gather congratulations
are in order.

- I stuck with the plan.

- I'd be extra careful
if I were you.

Gold got Sara alone.

Planted a seed.

While you were gone,
we found photos, by the way.

Gold and Orlov.

No one's seen her in two days.
Come on.

(theme music)

(leaves rustling in the wind,
birds cawing)

(metallic tinkling)

(somber music)

(birds cawing
in the distance)

- What the hell?

Hey!

(groaning)

(pills rattling)

I'll make some coffee.

(knocking on door)

- You forget your phone
and your keys?

Mr. Cornet?
- Andy.

I've come to see Sara.
Is she back yet?

- No. Come on in.

I didn't even know she'd left
town until I got so worried,
I called Mr. Tagg at his home.

- Has Cornelia Gray
tried to contact you?

- No.

What's going on?
Is Sara in danger?

- Sit down.

Listen, Andy, does Sara talk
about her work?

- Uh, not really.

- Cornelia Gray is on a rampage.

She's settling old scores
or something. I don't know.

She's gotten Tagg
and his people to help her.

She may have tried to get Sara
to help her

and if Sara refused--
- What happened?

- My house was burned down.

It was only by luck
that I wasn't there.

Christina Gold's
been missing for days.

Andy, you need to know
something.

Twenty years ago,
Gray murdered Sara's father.

- That's my cup.

- This is your house.
They're all your cups.

- That's the cup I always use.

- Well, that would explain
why it's in the front.

- How did you, um...?

- Oh. Um...

the key
behind the loose brick.

Bob showed it to me
when we used to...

Well, you know.

Has he seen what you've done
with this place since he left?

You might win him back.
- Get out.

- What happened up there?

- Someone didn't know
I'm allergic to Lorazepam.

- Who?
- You know.

- Assume I don't.

- It was Tagg's man, Rousseau.

Tagg runs Rousseau
and you run Tagg.

(sighs)

(sirens wailing in the distance)

- Where's Gray?

- I left her at the airfield.

What are you doing here?

- Ramos followed her
to this area, but we lost her.

I thought she might come here.

I'm told the rescue
was a failure.

- There was nothing I could do.

- We'd better talk inside.

I blame the job
more than anything.

When you live a life
without consequences...

- Andy?

(trembling breath)

- I just spoke to him to see
if he knew where you were.

My God.

Your father, your stepmother
and now, your husband.

(Sara sobbing)
It's too much for one person.

(Sara hyperventilates.)

What have you ever done
to deserve any of this?

(hyperventilating)

Sara?
(sobbing)

Okay, okay.
Sara.

Listen to me.

Look at me.

Let me take care of this, okay?

There's nothing for you
to do here.

- I let her in.
- What's that?

Sara!

(dramatic music)

(door creaking)

(door closing)

(blade switches off)

- Rose's party is tomorrow
and I'm invited.

- Oh, that's wonderful.
I knew things would work out.

(chuckles)
- I found Gold.
- Mm-hm.

- Uh, she thinks you tried
to have her killed.

- What?

- At first, she was fairly
certain we planned it together.

I convinced her I was not
involved, that it was all you.

- Oh.
Thank you so much, Cornelia.

That was so considerate.

What am I supposed to have done?

- You sent Rousseau to kill her
and make it look like a suicide.

- Rousseau?
- She's batshit crazy,

but he'd been there.

What's Rousseau's story?

- Widowed once, divorced twice,

hates everybody.

- Is he Janelle Rousseau's son?

- Uh, who's she?

- A secretary at the CIA
when I first started.

- Hm.

I-I don't remember
meeting her.

Important?
- I don't know.

How'd he start?
- Oh, Rousseau?

Ah, he was a SEAL.
Saw a lot of action.

State College
and not a good state, either.

Trained as an FBI agent
and, uh...

Cornelia?

- How'd he come to Cerberus?

- I don't know. Someone must
have recommended him.

- Rousseau is the mole.

He blackmailed Chase
to become part of Cerberus;

he sought permission to kill me.

He tried to kill Gold.

- You expect me to buy this?

Will the leaks stop?
- Yes.

- All right.
Rousseau it is.

- Oh, one thing:
I need to find Chase.

Why do you have Chase's
location in your phone?

- I had him tagged during
a colonoscopy two years ago.

(mysterious music)

- Christina Gold is the mole.

- What?

- I have some photos I think
you'll find interesting.

- The photos of her with Orlov?

I spread those around through
different sources in case
I wanted to bring her down.

They're fake.

- You would do that,
wouldn't you?

I understand Korea was
a success.

- Oh, I'm sorry I left sooner
than I said.

I didn't want to chance
the mole having someone there
waiting for me.

- Very prudent.

- Would you have sent Rousseau?

- Tagg's man?

- He was yours
long before he was Tagg's.

His mother's
Janelle Rousseau, remember her?

- Vaguely.

- She was your secretary.
- No.

She was my father's secretary
before he retired
from the agency.

- Your father.

Chase,

how long have you been
selling information?

(scoffs)
- Cornelia...

- I got into your safe.

- No, you didn't get
into my safe! You burned down
my fucking house!

This?

This is nothing.

This is a forgery
you concocted.

- Is it?
- 'Course it is!

- You willing to bet
your life on it?

- Oh, I hope that
isn't a threat.

- Do you see the name Orlov
written on this page?

And this one?

And what about this one?
And here?

Why is his personal information
in your pocket Bible?

- I remembered you as being
much smarter than this.

How the years distort
our memories.

- The answer is you've known him
since you started
in intelligence.

You sold him the IEP.

You gave him the names
of our operatives

in Korea and Libya,
who were then murdered.

What did you get in return?

I talked to Orlov
before I killed him.

- No, you didn't.

You shot Orlov with a Remington
700, two-hundred yards away,

the same way that you shot
Winston Beckham.

- No, whoever killed Beckham
did so on information
that was leaked to Tagg

that ultimately came from you.

- We both know you killed
Winston Beckham,
the same way you killed Orlov!

Stop it.
- I killed Granger.

I killed the bodyguard.

I wounded Orlov.

- Let go of my tie, please.

- And you're thinking,
even if it's true,

there's nothing that could make
Orlov say a word!

But what do you know? Right
there in the room with him

was an IV bag
with the IEP in it.

Gold had held me down in my tub

and tried to use it on me,
so I knew exactly what to do.

- No one trusts politicians,
Cornelia.

No one likes them and,
God help us all,

no one wants to live in a world
run by them.

A group of us in intelligence
have that taken care of.

- Oh, so, you and your friends
run the world now?

- No, the world runs itself
without any help from us,

but what people in the world
think we need is peace.

No.

The world needs balance.

Two sides, in balance.

Tension? Yes.
We need tension.

We need to believe our
government is vital
to our survival

because without tension,
who will give away
a third of every paycheck

if there isn't a threat of war?
Tension.

But tension in balance.

- You don't believe that.

- What makes you say that?

- Because you don't believe
anything.

- One side having the IEP
does not work!

Both sides have to have it!

Just like both sides needed
the H bomb

and before that,
both sides needed airplanes,
or the repeating rifle,

or the catapult, or the
sword, or right back to caveman,

"I have a rock and you have
a rock," or the whole system
falls apart!

- So you share things
for the benefit of mankind?

- It doesn't matter what I do!

It's what has to happen!

When I'm done,
someone'll take my place.

There has to be balance!

Go ahead.

Throw me off the roof,
if you think you can.

You lost 20 years of your life
once.

You lost your husband.

Your children.

What are you prepared
to lose this time?

Your granddaughter?

(somber music)

- I decided to protect you.

The investigation's over.

I say Rousseau's the mole
and that's the way it will be.

I didn't come to threaten you
with exposure.

I didn't come to kill you.

- Why then?

I came to tell you...

...I own you.

(door opening)

Mom?

Mom?

Mom!

- Draw her into your
confidence.

Pretend to get close.

It's what she'd do to you
if she were in your shoes.

(Gray): We can't trust anyone.
But each other.

(Sara): She has a way of making
you feel like the most
important person in the world,

like she's helpless and you're
the only one that can help.

(Gray): Everyone makes
mistakes sometimes.
God knows I know.

I worshipped your father.
- Why won't you ever just
tell me what's true?

(Gray): Everything we do is
theatre.

It's important you separate
work from real life.

(Sara): What are you?
(Gray): Chaos.

Maybe every day since you were
a little girl, you hated me.

(Sara): So, not only
did she know we were coming,
she invited us in.

(Tagg): How does what I'm doing
benefit Cornelia Gray?

(Gray): I told your dad
when Tessa killed your mother.

(Sara): You won't stop
playing games.

(Gray): Maybe you're sure
I killed your father.

- You've shot people before.
- And you're waiting
for your moment.

- Gray killed Winston because
she was the one who turned him.

(Tagg): Is Cornelia Gray
the mole?

- You're a lucky young woman.

- You can't be involved in this!

(Gold): Don't let her slither
her way into your life.

Anyone who ever does
comes to regret it.

(Cornet): Your father and your
stepmother and now
your husband.

- Chaos.

(phone ringing)

- What's wrong?
- All good. All good.

Sophie had a few ground rules.
Wanted to see if you're okay
with them.

- Sure, anything.
What? What?

- You can only stay
for half an hour.

You can't bring anything,
like food.

And she specifically said
you can't bring a present.

Um, last thing...

she's not going to tell Rose.

- Not going to tell Rose
I'm coming?

- She's not going to tell Rose
that you're her grandmother.

We're not going to tell
the parents of the other kids,
either.

- Who am I supposed to be?

- She told us to say
you work at the bank.

I guess you're my secretary.

You okay?

- I'm fine.

You're a great boss.

I love working there.
I'm never going to retire.

You always get me
a cup of coffee when you get one
for yourself.

Last year you gave me
extra time off

when my sister had
a small stroke--

- Whoa, let's keep the backstory
to a minimum.

- Absolutely.
- Too many details
will slip you up.

You're not a very good
liar, are you?

- No.
- Um... I got to run.

(dramatic music)

(air hissing)

(**)

- I drove home from church,

and I saw a red unit

kicking in the door to my condo.

Probably some of the guys
from the same red unit I used
when I got you.

I drove right past.

I called Chase,
but he didn't answer.

I so regret not doing this the
night of the raid at your place.

Could have just said
you made a run;

nobody would have even
thought twice.

(loud footsteps)

I don't have a gun.

Cornelia, those baby blues
you like so much,

they're waiting to see you.

- You found me, Lee.

- I'm going to do this
with my bare hands.

And see how soft
your skin really is.

- Look how you turned out.

I bet your mother must be proud.

I know Janelle is your mother.
There's no sense denying it.

I remember her hair,
her long black hair.

Is it still long?

I had just started.

She must have had
a hundred pictures of you

pinned up behind her desk.

There were rules
about having personal items;

she wouldn't take 'em down.

I've never met a woman

who loved her son more.

(groaning)

Oh, she struggled, Lee.

Just a secretary,
but so brilliant.

She was the one who had
to get the men their coffee
every morning.

It's like you, isn't it?

You're smarter than Tagg.

You should be
a head of Cerberus.

But they keep you down...

Like they...
(moaning)

Like they kept Janelle down.
(moaning in pain)

And then I was recruited.

There was your mother...

getting me my coffee.

But I don't think
that's why she quit.

I think Chase's father
made her quit.

I think Chase's father is
your father.

Why didn't he do more for you?

Why hasn't your brother?

(Lee moans loudly)

Yeah. Yeah.

(groaning)

(Gray grunts in effort)

(Gray pants)

(coughs)

I'm going to kill
your fucking mother, too.

(door opens and closes)

(man humming)

(exhales)

- Oh, look.
Carrie's home from the prom.

- Come on... help.

- What the hell, Cornelia?!
What do I tell David?!

- What time is it?
- Quarter 'til two.

- How long does a kid's
birthday party last?

I need you to take me
to Sophie's.

No!

We have to clean this up
right now!

- Call a crew.
- What? A "cleanup crew?"

What is this? 1998?

- I need to get to
my granddaughter's party!

David took Lydia to Fiola Mare
with his mother.

What if he brings her
back here?!

- I don't give a damn.
- Oh, I do!

That witch hates me!

She thinks I'm too old
for David!

- You are!

She's always spewing
nasty little barbs;
sharp, frozen pellets of bile.

- Shut up and wash my hair.

- I am not going
to wash your hair!
- I said wash my hair!

- No!
- Do. Not.

Piss me off.

- Right.
Let's get on with it, then.

He had a lot of blood.

-You know, when you're done,

I need you to go grab
my green coat.

(kids shouting happily)

(exhales)

- You're here.

Late, but, uh...
- Oh, John.

(chuckles)

I'm happy you could make it.

- Thank you.

- Are you hot?

Do you want a glass of water?
- Oh! That would be divine.

- Okay.

They didn't have cold water.

Is a juice box okay?
- Oh.

Perfect.

- You okay, Mom?

- I'm good.
Thank you.

Thank you.
- Okay.

- You put some soap in here?

- Yeah.
- From here.

(indistinct chatter)

- Hi.

- Hi.

- Hi.
- I'm Janet Lester.

I work with your dad
at the bank.

What's your name?
- I'm Rose.

- Oh. You're Rose?

Then this is your party.

Oh, happy birthday, Rose.

I made something for you.

- Its eyes are closed.
Is it sleeping?

- You are such
a smart little girl.

You're so smart!

Yes, yes, it's sleeping, so shh.

We have to be careful
not to wake him.

(meowing)

Hey, Rose. Rose, come!
Let's play.

Come on!

- Ah, Rose, Rose.
This is for you.

- Thank you.

(indistinct chatter)

- Cornelia.

- Um, Sophie,
thank you for this.

- Hm.

Well, I have to admit
you're on your best behavior.

And I suppose thanks
for getting George the promotion
at the bank.

He didn't admit it to me,
but I knew.

He really doesn't need
your help, you know?

He fought for everything he has.

And now he fights for me
and Rose.

(George): All right.

Hands up, hands up.
- Oh!

She's such a ham.

Why don't I get a picture
of the two of you?

- Okay. Yeah.

- And-and-and...
- Ben!

- John? Ben?
- Yeah?

- I-I've lost my phone,

but if I take a photo,
will you please send it to me?

- Of course. Here you go.
- I think--

I think I know
how to handle this.

I-- I'll try.

I think I know how to do this.

I think...

(somber music)

I think I've got this.

- This is amazing.
I'm glad you guys are all here.

(Gray): Oh...

Um...

S-say cheese.

(all): Cheese.

(click!)
- Beautiful.

Good job.

(somber, dramatic music)

- Cornelia!

Cornelia.

- Sara, what's going on?

- Come here! Rose!
- You asked me to wait.

I waited.
- Get in the house!

Get in the house.
Get in the house, now!

Get Rose in the house!
(Sara): Why did you kill, Andy?

Why Andy?
- What? No! What happened?

- You know what happened.
- My God. I'm so sorry.

- You know what happened.
- I'm sorry.

- What did you hope
to accomplish?
- Sara? Think. I love Andy.

- Don't say his name again.

Did you kill Andy?

- This is the last thing
you want to do.

- Did you kill Andy?

- Just think!
- Did you kill Andy?

- No.
- No?

- No.
- And what about my father?

- Sara.

- Do you know that I heard
the mortician say
to my stepmother

that the casket had to be closed
because the top of his head
was gone.

They offered to use a plaster
and they'd paint and add hair,
too!

- I'm sorry for what happened.

- But they said it would look
good from close,

but not from far away because
you killed him!

- I'm sorry for everything
you went through!

- Because you killed him,
didn't you?

- Sara!
- I've called the cops.

(George): Hey, hey, hey.
- Ben! Get back!

- Let's get inside.
Get inside! Hey.

- If you kill me, maybe...

maybe Tagg or Chase
might fix things for you.

Maybe they won't.

- You're not afraid, are you?
- No.

- You don't think
I'll pull the trigger?

- I think
you'll pull the trigger.
I'm just not afraid to die.

What made you think
I killed your husband?

Who whispered that in your ear?

- No one. No one!
No one!

I've just grown tired
of your lies!

- I never lied to you.

- Every word that comes
out of your mouth.

Y-your eyes.
Your thoughts.

Your dreams in the dead
of the night. They're all lies?

- I never lied to you, Sara.

Never.

If I didn't always
tell you everything,

it was only to protect you.

- So, you're not lying
about killing my husband?

No, you didn't lie
about killing my father?

Now, what about my stepmother?

- I killed Tessa.

(Sara pants)

She murdered your mother.

She turned your father.

She was lying in wait
to turn you.

I ruined your wedding.
I admit it, it was wrong.

But I won't let you
ruin your life.

(sobs)

Sara...

...just put down the gun.

Put down the gun.

Come on.

Sara, just think.

Come on.

Think.

Think.

Think.

Sara.

(Sara sobs loudly)

Come on. Sara.

Here.

Eleanor Roosevelt
would be proud.

Are you sure
you're going to be okay?

- Mm-hm.

Yeah, I'm just going
to the hotel and crash.

- You'll get through this.

- Yeah.

- Sure you don't want company?

- Maybe some other time.

- Soon.

We'll get you through this.

(car door opens and closes)

(percussive music)

- Lee. Chase.

By now you know they're after
you and you know I sent them.

You need to trust me.

Let them take you
and I will get you out of this,
I swear on my life.

(**)

- It's a shame.

(light cough)

Oh, dear.

Complications.

- Well, that's Bob, the shit,
and Christopher and, uh,

Mack's my baby.
(loud kisses)

Well, he was my baby.

- You know what strikes me
as funny?

Not good funny, bad funny.

- What?
- Uh-uh. Not my place.

- Oh, my God!
Just say it!

- Well, it's funny.

There's this line that no one
seems willing to cross...

except Gray.

(whispering): She is always
messing with people's families.

- Yeah.
We don't do that.

That isn't done.

- Right? Who does?

But look, Sara's family.

Maybe Tagg's?
Abbott, even?

Your family.

But... what do I know?
I'm new here.

Do you like tomatoes?

- No.

- Do you want my tomatoes?

- I just said
I don't like tomatoes.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

(dramatic music)

- Well... you're the one
that called me here.

What do you need?

- Your help to isolate her.

- Isolate her from whom?

Tagg.

(**)

- Well... up until that point,
everything was perfect.

Simple.

Rose is so adorable,
so smart.

Where is this place?
I'm starving.

- Was there a theme?
- What do you mean?

- Lydia turns one in a month.

David says we need a theme
before we pick a venue,

like, "great women
in birthday history,"

or "the seven deadly sins
of cake."

- The theme is "Hooray.
You're one year old."

- I know.

- So, David and his mother?

- Guess who's sleeping
by the pool?

- Take the guest house!
I insist.

- I'll be fine,
unless it gets too hot.

David sees the kitchen
as his territory.
Listen to this:

I put a knife in the wrong slot
in the knife block yesterday.

I thought he was going
to have a heart attack.

- So...

blood on the floor,
on the countertop, on the sink,
on the ceiling?

- Uh, it's going to take time.

- Any trouble with the body?

- No.

- Mm.
I couldn't help myself.

When people try to kill me,
it really pisses me off.

- Sounds perfectly normal to me.

- Did you make a reservation?

- Cornelia, they know me.

It's just over there.

(soft music)

(phone buzzes)