All language subtitles for The.Castaways.S01E01.1080p.WEB.h264-EDITH[EZTVx.to]

- Once upon a time,
in a far-off land,

there was an enchanted forest.

This forest was a
special place...

full of magic and wonder.

Deep in the heart of the forest

lived a beautiful princess.

Nothing could harm the princess

in the enchanted forest.

- Are you ready to
get your minds blown?

Because I've got a
little secret to tell you

about Skyline Pacific 281.

See, one of the passengers
is a killer with a dark past.

And not only that, yeah?

But his dirty secret
was covered up

by some powerful people.

But why? And who
am I talking about?

Felix Vatubua...

yeah, who slipped under the rug

of this whole entire story,

'cause no one's even
talking about the fact

that Felix Vatubua served
in the British military.

Yeah, bet you didn't even
know Fijians could do that.

So Vatubua is
deployed to Afghanistan

as part of ISAF, I-S-A-F,

the International
Security Assistance Force.

But here is the bombshell.

Felix Vatubua,
certificate of service,

check out what it says...

or doesn't say.

Look, right here, right here.

"Discharged."

No reason, which is kind of odd

but maybe explainable

until Felix's final mission...

Operation Deadstock.

Nine men go in, one
man comes out alive.

Who?

Yeah.

Felix Vatubua.

- Piss off, Zoe.

It's me.

- If she sent you, can you
tell her to stop staring at me?

My rights are being violated.

Why are you dressed like that?

You've forgotten.

- No, I haven't.

- The settlement conference.

The insurance company
have made a new offer

now that wreckage
has been found.

- It proves nothing.

- Well, they obviously
think that it does.

- I'm on the trail of the
real story behind this.

- Another one.

- Felix Vatubua, look.

- Felix, of course.

It's been staring us in
the face this whole time.

- The same guy just
happens to be on a plane

that disappears off the face...

- It didn't disappear.

It's tragic,

but the plane crashed
into the South Pacific.

And because that is a
vast expanse of water,

they can't find it, okay?

T-t-there is no other story.

It's time to move on

for all of us.

Fantastic.

- I'm pretty sure
you already moved on.

In fact, you moved on
before my sister even...

This is Erin.

If it's worth it,
leave a message.

Where are you?

- Skyline Pacific flight 281

will shortly be
ready for boarding.

- Oh, shit.

This is Erin.

If it's worth it,
leave a message.

The plane's about to leave.

Where the hell are you?

I can't believe you are
pulling this bullshit.

- Thanks to you
all for joining us.

I know it's not easy

to find a mutually
convenient time zone.

We are convened today,

because after the
300-mile-squared,

multi-agency search,

we finally have a
significant development

which you'll find in
these information packs.

This piece of wreckage
bearing the serial number

of the missing flight,
Skyline Pacific 281,

washed up on the
island of Yasawa,

which is about equidistant

between the flight's
origin on Nadi

and its destination, Limaji.

The air accident
investigation department

have determined that
the aircraft incurred

a mechanical failure

and subsequent impact
with the ocean surface.

It then tragically sank.

As a result, the
insurance company

have issued a fresh
offer to settle,

which you'll find on page 10.

- It's fair.

- While the headline
figure may appear generous,

we believe a counteroffer
could prove lucrative.

- Well, there's a surprise.

We go back with a number
they'll never agree to,

this offer gets revoked.

Only remaining option
is a painful trial

that drags on for years.

Ka-ching, law firm.

- I can assure
you, Mrs. Eldridge,

our only concern is the fair...
- Your concern is noted.

Our only move is to accept.

Yes, we could fight, end up
with more money, perhaps.

But at what cost?

- It's not about the money.

You're
not paying the lawyers.

- A plane carrying
14 human beings

vanishes into vapor.

It just happens to
have no black box.

After months of searching,
there isn't a single sighting.

But now that the insurance
companies want to wrap this up,

a piece of the wreckage
just suddenly appears

which happens to contain

the plane's serial
number, make, and model?

- It's no less plausible
than your previous theories

of hijacking and sabotage.

Wasn't it a flight
attendant at one point?

- Look, if we give
up on them now,

we're giving up on them forever.

I'm not ready to
let go of my sister.

- Because we've
accepted reality.

Maybe you should, too.

- Do you not want to
find your husband?

- Oh, for crying out loud, Erin.

I apologize.

Pete.

- Is that unanimous?

- Uh...

can we have five minutes?

- Of course.

- Flight 281 is now
ready for boarding.

Please have your passport
and boarding passes ready.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- Charming.

- Hi, ma'am.

Yes.

Passport and boarding
pass, please.

So sorry.

- Nervous flyer?

- Uh, my sister was
supposed to be here,

but I think she's overslept.

- Oh.

- Actually, would you mind
if I try her one more time?

- Yes, of course.
- Thank you.

- This is Erin.

If it's worth it,
leave a message.

- I can't believe you
didn't have the balls

to show your face... coward.

How have you made
this about you?

- Oh, this is our pilot.

- Morning, madam.
- Morning.

- Everything seems
to be in order.

- Let's do this.

Thank you.

- Are you okay?

I know everyone
thinks I'm crazy.

- Uh-uh. I don't.

- No, neither of us do.

We want to believe you
more than anything.

It's just your theories
don't go anywhere.

- I don't have the answers.

I just... I know that
plane is out there.

My sister's alive.

I can feel it.

- It's a lot of money to
turn down for a feeling.

- Yeah, but if we
take the money,

we're saying that they're dead.

And if we give them up,
so does everybody else.

- Exactly what I've been saying.

- You had two relatives
on that plane, didn't you?

- Yes.

Our daughter and our grandson.

- Fuck the money.

Sorry.

- Hi, there.

Yes, just over there.

- Say hello to
Grandma and Grandad.

Los queremos. Love you.

Mwah.

- You know, I can't...

Conning those poor people

into believing your
little fairy story...

how do you sleep at night?
- I don't.

- You know, and not
only have you cost them

life-changing money b-but
a chance to... to move on.

- Can I say something?

I cannot believe you
signed, you fucking coward.

- You know what? I can't
do this anymore, Erin.

- Do what, Peter?

- You, us, this... this
ridiculous arrangement.

I-it ends now.

- Say it, then.

You can't, can you?

And we both know why.

- I refuse to bear the guilt
of a freak aviation tragedy.

- It's time for you to go,

if that helps move the
conversation along.

- And Bellatrix has
entered the chat.

- Isn't it time you
got your own place,

you know, being a grown
woman and everything?

- Yeah, or I could
steal someone else's.

- You're not well, Erin.

You've got no job.

You're... you're
squatting at the bottom

of your ex brother-in-law's
garden, living off his money.

- Hers, actually.

- No, we're... we're
not doing this, okay?

Don't you want to
get away from us?

- Fuck, yes.

It's just I've been a
teensy, tiny bit preoccupied

with trying to find
my missing sister,

but, you know, cool.

I'll put out some feelers.

- Today.

- Where do you want me to go?

- I'll pay for a short-term let.

Best hire a van, too,
for all of Lori's stuff

that you no longer want.

- Oh, don't worry.

I gave all those boxes
to the charity shop.

- Erin, wait.

Really?

- Yeah, that's them.

Several boxes of, um,
clothes and... and stuff.

Well, the thing is,

my acquaintance donated them
in error, and I need them back.

Well, what if I bought them?

- It would have to be
a sizable donation.

- Yeah, a sizable donation.

Yeah, ready for the
details when you are.

Her card's been used.

Praise God.

- Excuse me.

Did you make contact
with your sister?

They're just pushing me
to lock the cabin door,

but I can hold
five minutes or...

- Don't worry.
She's not coming.

- Oh, but, you know,
there's a flight

to Limaji tomorrow, so...

- I'll have more
fun without her.

- Our flight time today

is approximately 1
hour and 45 minutes.

It's looking like we've
got a touch of weather

coming in from the northeast.

So it
might get a little bumpy

along the way.

Please remain seated

and keep your seat
belts securely fastened.

You're in the capable
hands of our flight crew,

Kaali Halle, who'll be
taking care of you today.

All that remains is to thank you

for choosing to
fly Skyline Pacific

and for you to sit back
and enjoy the ride.

- Uh, excuse me, stewardess?
- Yes.

- Um, what are the chances
of possibly getting a drink?

- I'm sure that can be arranged.

- Wonderful. What selection
of gins do you have?

- I'd have to check, but
just gin, more or less.

Uh, fine.

Double, tonic,
ice, twist of lime.

Much obliged.
- Of course.

Madame, seat belt, please.

- Excuse me. Uh, c-could
we get some champagne?

- Of course.

- Celebrating?

- Don't ask her that.

- My 10-game winning streak

and our 40th wedding
anniversary, but, um, mostly...

- Oh, congratulations.

- Are you traveling alone?

- Yeah.

- Lucky you.

- Hello, and welcome
aboard this flight

from Nadi, Fiji, to Limaji.

Before we take off,
I'd like to run

through a few important safety
procedures with you all.

Shh.

- Hello.
- Bula.

- Bula.

Uh, I'm wondering if you
can help me with something.

- Uh, it's about a transaction
that took place in your store

a-a couple of weeks ago.

I'm wondering if you've
got security cameras.

- Does anyone there
speak English?

It's important.

- Oh, here she comes.

Well, I've tried
doing it the nice way.

- Lori's alive.
- What are you talking about?

- She's alive,
and she's in Fiji.

She used her card
in a shop there.

You mean her
card was used by someone.

I-it washed up on the shore.

And, I don't know, some
kid's chanced his arm,

or it was an old transac...
It's three weeks old.

- Yeah, I-I might have known.
- What?

- Well, it wouldn't
exactly be convenient

if she showed up alive now.

- Oh, for fuck's sake...

Okay, so what do we do
with this information?

- I make them listen.

I get a plane to Fiji.

- What? You're going
to fly to Fiji?

You had to get sedated
to get on the plane back.

Panic attacks on the
flight, remember?

- I go to the shop, and I trace
her steps and find my sister.

I'm sorry.

You just... you know, you
sound like a crazy person.

- Who asked you?

- What are you going to find

that this exhaustive
search has missed?

What does Erin know that
no other relatives do?

- Look, I understand
your bond with Lori

better than anyone
in this world.

I know what you went
through together.

But, please, for
your own well-being,

you have to move on.

And that means
forgiving yourself

for not getting on that plane.

- Pay for my flight,
and I move out.

- Erin, no one survived.

- Do you want me out
of your life, Zoe?

- More than anything.

- Well, then buy me
a flight to Fiji,

and you never have
to see me ever again.

- Me and my sister...
we are always at it.

And when we argue,
you better stand back.

Even now, and she's nearly 80.

- Do you two fight a lot?

- We're as close
as anything, but...

Well, we're very different.

There's a nine-year age gap.

My parents had me up north and
Erin when we moved down south.

She even went to a posh school.

- You're sisters.

You're going to find
a way to make it up.

This was a bad one.

But thank you.

- "'Your Inner
Goddess Unleashed'...

"Learn to harness your
innate feminine energy

to create positive
change in your life."

Or I could gouge my
eyes out.

How many of these
have you read now?

- Well, let's see...

uh, "The Mindful Glow,"
"Pathway to Radiant Living,"

"The Divine Feminine."
- Oh, which obviously works.

As you can see.

- Oh, give me that vit
D, you sexy bitch, you.

This is what we needed.

- Is it?

He's taking his sweet
time with our drinks.

- Why don't we always do this?

- I'm still waiting to find
out why we're here now.

- Why do I need a reason
to spontaneously book

an all-expenses holiday on
the other side of the world?

- Because you're you.

- Touché.

- Do you think I can
just go get them myself?

- Wait till we get
to the island...

a tropical paradise
where the only sound

is the gentle waves
lapping against the shore.

- And you droning on about them.

- Ah, ooh.

- One Fijian sunset.

- Thank you.

- One beer.

- And could you take
a photo of us, please?

- No, you don't have to do that.

- Please, thank you.
- Oh.

- Come on.

Ready?

Both: Holme sisters!

- Cabin crew,
positions for takeoff.

Where are you, Lori?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Wi-Fi's not working.

- Yes. I have to
apologize, but it's down.

- I just paid 18 pounds.

- You can claim it
back with the airline.

Would you like
something to drink?

A soda or something?
- Mm-mm.

- Okay.

Oh, come on.

- This is your captain speaking.

I'm just skirting us around
this band of heavy weather.

- Yeah, cheers to that, mate.

- We may experience a
couple of bumps in the road.

He's called Sonny.

Solid name.

- Longest I've gone
without holding him.

- Sorry.

- You are not
reporting anything.

- Mike, no, okay?
I'm calling...

- Ma'am, please take your seat.

- What the fuck?

- Miss Holme.

We'll work tirelessly
with local authorities

and international partners
to gather any information

as to the whereabouts
of the aircraft.

We at the British
High Commission

here in Suva offer our full
support and assistance,

counseling services,
anything you need.

We did have just one question.

Weren't you supposed to be
traveling with your sister?

Why weren't you on the plane...

Erin Holme?

In fact, shouldn't it
have been you instead?

Miss?

Miss Holme?

Miss!

- Miss, your hotel.

- Hello.

- Thank you.

Nice to have you again
with us, Miss Holme.

- Could I have the
same room as before?

Um, room 118.

- It's available.

Welcome back, Miss Holme.

- Thank you.

Ma'am, please, sit down.

- Ladies and gentlemen,

I apologize for the
severe turbulence.

I kindly request that
you remain seated

with your seat belt
securely fastened.

I assure you that we are
doing everything in our power

to minimize any
further discomfort.

Once again, thank you
for your patience,

and we apologize for any
inconvenience caused.

Are you okay, dear?

- I'm telling you now, this
resort better be worth it.

Looks like your
sister was the lucky one.

What's so important?

Uh, the Internet.

- Thought we could have a chat,
you know, as we're on holiday.

- I'm not stopping you.

Pete's having an affair.

- What?

- I'm sorry. That's the first
time I've said it out loud.

What... how... when did you...

how...

Pete? Who with?

I don't know.

- Well, then how
can you be certain?

- Trust me. I'm
pretty damn certain.

- And that's why we're here?

Oh, Lori, I'm sorry.

What an absolute piece of
shit. Fuckhead, fuckhead twat.

I'm... I'm going to tear
his doughy face off.

- No, he doesn't know.

What do you mean?

- I couldn't face
the confrontation.

I just got
my sister and ran.

I'm sorry to just drop
it on you like this,

but things are going
to be changing.

- Well, maybe they don't have to

if you haven't spoken to him.

You know, maybe
it's salvageable.

- What am I looking at?

- A positive pregnancy test.

Not mine... hers,
the other woman.

I found
it in our car.

Bitch must have left
it there deliberately.

I mean, this has obviously
been going on for months,

and Pete's not had
the balls to tell me.

- He got her pregnant?

- Yeah, like I said,
things are going to change.

We need to start thinking
about moving out.

- No.

- Darling, I know
this is upsetting,

but, well, we still
have each other,

just like always.

- Lori, why are you
in this position?

- Me?

- 20 years you've been together,

and you haven't had any
kids... who does that?

- You know I want children.

- What do you
actually do about it?

- Well, it's always
been on Pete's terms.

After we're financially secure

or once the business
is up and running,

after this project
is out of the way.

- But you never push
him, because you're weak,

and that's your problem.

You're a fucking
pushover, and now look.

- How fucking dare you?

What's going on here?

- What do you mean?

- Oh, God, no.

- What?

Oh, God.

- Everything's fine.

Please keep your
seat belts fastened.

- Any chance of
another gin and tonic?

- Ladies and gentlemen,

apologies for the
sudden descent.

It was a necessary maneuver
to evade the thunderstorm,

which is a little nastier
than we first thought.

From now on, we'll proceed
at this lower altitude.

I ask that you remain seated

and keep your seat
belts fastened.

Yeah, no shit.

Oh, my God.

Come on, diazepam,
don't fail me now,

after all we've been through.

Did anyone else see that?

- There's smoke.

I can see smoke.
Something's on fire.

I'm telling the pilot.

- Sit down.

- How can you just sit there?

I do smell burning.

- Is that... is that
what I think it is?

Oh!

Pete...

Oh, God, I can't
believe I'm saying this.

This plane is going down,

nosedive straight
into the ocean.

My fucking God. I need you
to do something for me.

Swear to me, Pete.

If you and me were ever worth
shit, you keep Erin close.

Do you hear me?
You keep her close.

Look after her.
Swear to me, Pete.

Oh, my God.

- Go on, then. Run away.

No one needs you, little
Erin. Just go fuck yourself.

- Bula.

- Bula. Um...

Oh.

Um...

- You speak English.
- Better than your Fijian.

- Yeah, well, I called
and spoke to someone,

and they didn't understand me.
- Ah, that'd be the old man.

What you after?

- Please tell me that works.

- It better.
Installed it myself.

- Okay, pause there.

Okay, forward.

No.

- Guessing that's not your sis.

It's the pilot.

- Once upon a time,
in a far off land,

there was an enchanted forest.

- The forest was a special place

full of magic and wonder.

Deep in the heart of the forest

lived a beautiful princess.

Nothing could harm you
in the enchanted forest.

The enchanted forest.

Nothing could harm
you in the enchanted forest.

- What the fuck is
going on here, Captain?

- This isn't Limaji.
- It's uninhabited.

No evidence of human existence.

Oh, God.

- Do I scare you?

I should.

- What the hell are you
doing in my dad's house?

- I'm going to find my sister.

I'm coming.

- Boat. Boat!