All language subtitles for TIMELESS - S01 E10 - The Capture of Benedict Arnold (720p AMZN WebRip)

They'll know
everything very soon.

You're leaving?
He'll be here any second.

Tell him I've gone to West Point.
I have to hurry.

We have to come with you.

I'll barely make it as it is.

If I take you both,
he'll catch us.

He needs to think
you're innocent.

You don't know anything.
Understand?

He won't believe me.
He'll have me arrested.

Make him believe you.

This is the only way I
know to keep you safe.

I love you.

General Washington.

Your Excellency, welcome.

Will he be much longer?

Any moment, um, I'm sure.

Your Excellency.

Ready. Up!

What's your business?

Don't shoot.

Did you know?

Your Excellency, please...
Did you know!

What? No... He wouldn't...

Who are you?

My name is Benedict Arnold.

I've come to help
you win the war.

How are they?

Olivia's conked out,

and I just busted Mark playing that
crazy violent video game again.

Thank you so much for having me.

A home-cooked meal

is a rare and exotic thing
in my life these days.

Believe me, it was my pleasure.

You're a professor?

The history and anthropology of
American political movements.

That alone makes you the
most interesting colleague

of Denise's I've ever met.

Ignore her. She's teasing me.

It also makes you the only
colleague I've ever met. 17 years.

Nada. Michelle!

Hey, I don't ask questions,
and knowing what she does,

I don't wanna ask.

But out of the blue it's,
"Make the mustard chicken,".

"Lucy Preston's coming over."

You must have some
kind of super power.

What is it?

To be honest, it, uh,
came as a surprise to me, too.

Your family is lovely.

Thanks. I wanted you meet them.

But your wife does have a point.

Why did you invite me over?

I've been up most nights lately.

Worrying.

I know Rufus talked
to you about...

Rittenhouse?
Yeah, that's part of it.

And I'm looking into
it, believe me,

but what's really been keeping
me awake is your mother.

My mother?

As hard as it must be,

for you to remember your sister,

what's worse for me

is that your mother doesn't.

She had a daughter she
doesn't even know existed.

Before the time machine,

my worst fear was losing them.

Now, it's that I could lose them

and not know they
were ever here.

I get it, Lucy.

The pressure you must feel.

Keeping history intact,
so more people aren't just erased.

I want you to do me a favor.

Keep this in the
Lifeboat for me.

What is it?

It's them.

Pictures,

photographs, Kindergarten art.

Our life in a disc.

If you come back someday
and they're gone,

promise you'll show it to me

and tell me everything
about tonight.

I need to know they existed.

Yeah.

It's not... It's not sexist
if I use a woman to beat you.

Just...
All right, we gotta go there.

Pause, pause.

Oh, I can pay for it.

I can afford pizza, Rufus.

Hey... Hello, Jiya.

Sorry to intrude.

Glad you two are a
thing, by the way.

What are you doing here?

I need to speak to him.
Privately, if you don't mind.

Connor, this is her apartment.

Oh. Chivalry.

Nevertheless, I won't take long.

It's all right.

Are you drunk?

No.

Yes. Slightly.

I ever tell you my mother
used to clean houses?

I'd watch her wrestle that octopus
of a vacuum cleaner of hers.

And I just wanted to help her.
I just...

I thought I could invent
a better one than that.

So, I did.

Why you telling me this?

Then came the solar panels.

The cars.

And the stocks. Investors.

The bottom line.

But I didn't want any of that.

Really.

I just want to turn a wrench,

make my mother's
life a little easier.

Like you.

I'm not a bad guy.

I didn't mean to get
you into this so deeply.

If I'd known it
would end this way...

End what way?

Rittenhouse knows you've been
tampering with these recorders.

No, I haven't...

They know.

So,

last chance.

Whatever the next mission
is, record it properly.

If you don't,
I can't protect you or your family,

any more.

I really am very sorry.

Goodnight.

What was that about?

Flynn went to September
25, 1780.

Let me guess.
He's just north of Manhattan?

How'd you know?

This is bad.
This is really, really bad.

What would Flynn
want in New York City

in the middle of the
Revolutionary War?

- It's not New York City.
- It's West Point.

The Military Academy?

In 1780,
West Point was just a fort.

But Washington thought
whoever had control over it

would win the war.

So, what happened
on September 25?

Well, Washington was over at
Benedict Arnold's house for breakfast

when he learned that
Arnold was plotting

to give West Point
to the British.

Arnold fled before
Washington got there.

Benedict Arnold, huh?

The guy whose name basically
means "total jerk-off."

He was Washington's most brilliant
general and trusted friend.

But Arnold's big plan
failed, obviously.

Maybe Flynn wants
to help him succeed,

maybe help the
British win the war?

Huh! Bully for him.

Guys, do you realize
how bad this could be?

George Washington
is at West Point,

the morning that
Benedict Arnold fled.

You think Flynn might be trying
to kill George Washington?

I don't know, but I'm on my way.

This is it.

This is Benedict Arnold's house.

Nice digs.

Arnold had expensive tastes.

He one time spent £1,000 pounds,

which would be like $80,000
today, on one bottle of wine.

Who does that?

A grade-A douche nozzle.

Come on.

So,
when does Washington show up?

I don't know exactly.

It doesn't look like anyone's here.
Did we miss Flynn?

Maybe he already
helped Arnold escape.

Stop!

Don't move!

We're patriots! Quiet.

More traitors?

Who are you,

and what the hell
are you doing here?

Your Excellency,

General Washington.

Your Excellency?

That's what they called him.

He won't be president
for 10 more years.

I know I should be getting
used to all this by now,

but this one...

What?
That it's George Washington?

Or that he might wanna kill us?

Both.

Maybe.

I think both.

Easy, easy!

I got a man in the next room.
If shots go off in here,

he shoots Washington.

You're bluffing.

You're talking to the
man who shot Lincoln.

You really want
to take that risk?

Just put the gun away.

I need your help.

Our help?

The gun, please?

You really wanna risk
killing George Washington?

What the hell is this?

When he comes in,
just nod and follow my lead.

Or else I'll have Washington
hang you for treason.

Come on.

Wyatt?

Well.

Are you who this
man says you are?

Well, that's a
complicated question, sir.

Yes.

Yes, we are.

Mr. Roe here says

you're the best spies he's
got in the Culper Ring.

Yes. That's him.

Mr. Austin Roe,
the renowned Prussian spy.

Well, thank God for him.

He's the one who warned me
about Arnold's betrayal.

Though the bastard still
slipped through our fingers.

And you? You're a free man?

And a hell of a spy.
I'm very unassuming.

I'd like to tell them
about the mission?

The mission?

The four of you are to
head into redcoat territory

and capture Benedict Arnold.

Say you were inspired
by Arnold's example.

You'll find him
and bring him back.

To justice.

Is there a problem?

No, no. There's no problem.

Right?

No. No, sir.

We'd be glad to help.

Bring him to me.

Alive.

I want to look him in
the eye one last time.

Before I hang him.

Why would Washington
believe you were a spy?

Because even though George
Washington trusted Roe,

they never actually
met face to face.

So, where's the real Austin Roe?

Dead in a ditch.

You're a bastard.

What is all this, Flynn?
I need Lucy.

She'll know how to find Arnold.

She knows everything about him.

Why? So you can help him?

Oh, I'm not gonna help Arnold.

But I'm not taking him
back to Washington, either.

I'm going to interrogate him.

Probably beat the
hell out of him.

Interrogate him? About what?

That key from Bonnie and Clyde
opened an interesting door.

Or clock.

- It's a bit bleak.
- Read it.

It's a letter
Benedict Arnold wrote.

It says something about
a Rittenhouse meeting.

Are you telling me
that Benedict Arnold

was a member of Rittenhouse?

Wasn't just a member,
he was a founding member.

This is the year they began.
This is our chance.

We're going to kill
Rittenhouse in the crib.

We're gonna stop them before
they ever get started.

We can't talk about this.

You're gonna hunt
these people down,

and you want us to help you?

We can't talk about this!

Why, because of your
secret little recorder?

What? You don't think I know?

Okay. I'll make this easy.

You help me,

here, now,

and I'll hand over the keys
to the Mothership, all yours.

After all,
once Rittenhouse is gone,

why would I keep taking
these godforsaken trips?

You're talking about killing people.
Changing history.

One last time and
then it's over.

That, or you keep chasing me,

and I change history
100 more times.

Or we can end this, Lucy.

Now, once and for all.

Here.

Your journal.

Show of faith.

See for yourself how bad
Rittenhouse really is.

See in your own words.

And you're so full of crap,

it's coming outta your ears.

We're not gonna help you,

not after everything
we've been through.

I figured you'd say that.

So I'm sweetening the pot.

You help me.

And I'll tell you what happened
on Portero Road, Mile Marker 47.

That's right. I'll give you
the name of your wife's killer.

You have no idea who
could have done that...

I'm not some local cop, Wyatt,

I've still got some friends
in the right places.

There was blood on the
scene, right,

that wasn't Jessica's?
That they never matched?

Well, I know whose it was.

So,

you help me get Benedict Arnold?

No more Rittenhouse.

No more chasing me through time.

Your wife's killer found.

Well, there goes the recording.

There's no amount of tampering
that is going hide the fact

that we are helping Flynn
destroy Rittenhouse?

My life is literally over.

Not if we wipe 'em from the map.

You're seriously considering
this, helping out a terrorist?

That makes us a bunch of Benedict
Arnolds, you know that?

You've had better jokes.
Well, I'm nervous.

You can't tell me you
actually trust Flynn.

No. Of course not.
But if there's even a one percent

chance that he really knows
who Jessica's killer is...

Where do you come out on this?

If this is true, Rittenhouse
has their fingerprints all over

the Trail of Tears,
the Jonestown Massacre,

the Waco Siege.
But it's all still history.

Which is what we're supposed to
protect, even the bad stuff.

Aren't we?

Everyone ready?

Ready for what?

Well, there's a British Garrison
up the road. We go defect.

And why would the British
believe that we're defectors?

Do they have to make
it look so real?

- Help!
- We're deserters!

We're deserters! Don't shoot!

Get down!

Fire!

Open the gate.

Come on.

Okay, Lucy. You're up.

General Arnold.

You asked to see me.

General Clinton sent us.

We're loyalists, sir,
inspired by your example.

Is that so?

We have covert
information for you.

About Washington's
troop movements.

I received no word
from General Clinton.

Clinton was supposed to send it.

Confidentially,

you and I both know General
Clinton can be a bit erratic.

Perhaps a touch of
his mother's lunacy?

And you've met this man before.

You fought with
him at Ridgefield.

He served under Colonel Lamb.

Yes. That's right. I did.

So good to see you again, sir.

Yes.
I think I remember, after all.

Of course.

This way.

Let me introduce
Earl Cornwallis.

These are loyalists
to the cause.

Madam.

They've come bearing gifts.

So, what's Washington's
plan for his troops?

Could we speak in private, sir?

These are trustworthy men.

Say what you've come to say.

We defected because of your
example, General.

We'd prefer to
speak only with you.

Well, madam,
I'm not sure you're in

any place to make that decision.

Come on!

What the hell!

Stay away!

What the hell is going on?

Managing the situation.

You just killed Cornwallis?

In 20 years, he's supposed
to negotiate the peace treaty

between Britain and Napoleon.

History will find someone else.

You see one redcoat,
you've seen them all. Big deal.

It's a very big deal!

Rufus, the curtains...

I got to find a place to
hide the bodies, quick.

You're Washington's men?

No, no, no.

Washington's men never find you.

Actually,
you're meant to get away scot-free,

live a comfortable
life in England.

Then who are you?

Honestly?

We're time travelers
from the year 2016,

who came all the way
here just to meet you.

You're mad.

It doesn't matter who we are.

What matters is what
we need to know.

About Rittenhouse.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

This is your
handwriting, isn't it?

"Today I met some gentlemen with
a great vision for America."

"Rittenhouse."

"They are recruiting worthy men"

"and have sought me out."

I never wrote that.

Maybe we can help you remember.

Beat me to death,
have Washington hang me.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I understand.

I understand why you
would betray Washington.

Why you would go to Rittenhouse.

You must know me well.

Well, I...

I know you sank your entire
fortune into the Patriot cause.

I know that you were one of
Washington's best and brightest.

At Saratoga,

when they shot your horse dead
right from underneath you,

you kept fighting.

When a musket ball

shattered your leg, what did you do?
You kept fighting.

What of it?

But when it came time...

for your promotion
to Major General,

the promotion that you earned,

Congress just passed you
over, didn't they?

And what did
Washington do for you?

Nothing.

And, so...

You betrayed him, you betrayed
everything that you once believed in.

But for what, pride?

He betrayed me.

He was my brother
and he abandoned me.

But Rittenhouse,

he's gonna give me the
future that I deserve.

And no one, not you,
not anyone, will stop us.

Wait. Did you just say "he?"

The man you're asking
about, David Rittenhouse.

Rittenhouse isn't a
"they," it's one person?

He has more followers every
day, but yes.

Did you know about this?

That it was just one man?

No, it wasn't anywhere.

And, it wasn't in the journal.

What journal?
What are you talking about?

Introduce us to him.

A woman?

A negro?

You're insane.

He'd see her in his bed
and him in the fields.

You will introduce us to him.

And why would I ever do that?

Washington is holding
your wife prisoner.

If we haven't returned
with you in three days,

he'll execute her
for your treason.

So, take us to Rittenhouse,
and save your wife.

The things we all do for love.

Okay, Arnold and Flynn
will be down any second.

What do we think?

I'm in.

You were the one who said we
were a bunch of Benedict Arnolds.

That was before Rittenhouse
was just one dude.

If all we gotta do
is stop one guy?

What, so, we just kill him?

We just kill him in cold blood?

Wyatt's killed before.

So have I.

If this one move cuts
the head off the snake,

wipes Rittenhouse out,

frees me from them,
frees my family,

then my vote...

My vote is yes.

I vote yes, too.

If we do this then
history's gonna change.

What if... What if more people
vanish, like my sister?

What if more people are saved?

Hell,
what if you come home to Amy?

Lucy,

this isn't saving
the Moon Launch,

or the Alamo.

This is killing one
evil son of a bitch

to save maybe hundreds of lives.

I'm sorry I don't
think that "history"

is an excuse to sit back
and let people suffer.

I know you well enough by now.

What you really believe
in is helping people.

But, hey,

we're in this together, so...

So, are we all ready to do this?

Lucy, are we ready?

Yeah.

Oh...

Horses needs water.

And I could use a thunder mug.

Sounds amazing. Me, too.

What do you drink
in a thunder mug?

You urinate into it.

Right, of course.
Totally knew that.

Hey, buddy.

Hey, buddy.

You know about horses?

I wanted to be a
cowboy growing up.

You ever heard of,
uh, Tex Willer comics?

He had a horse named Dynamite.

They protected the good
guys against the bad guys.

I hate to be a told-you-so
but, um,

the journal did say something
about you and me, working together?

Don't push your luck.

Fair enough.

Say we do this,

we really

take out Rittenhouse?

Then what will you do?

Go home to my family.

They'll be alive again.

Let my little girl jump into my arms.
Hug my wife.

And then say goodbye
and walk away forever.

What?

You would just...

You would just leave them after
all that we have been through?

By chasing Rittenhouse,

I've done horrible things.

Become something else.

How can I bring
that into my home?

What kind of husband or father
can I be after what I've done?

We should keep moving!

Where'd you get a
spyglass like that?

I told you. The future.

Those men know you?

I'll introduce
you as volunteers.

Tell Rittenhouse you're Patriots

who've lost faith in the
cause, like me.

But I suggest we don't
bring everyone to the party.

These are idiotic,
unenlightened times,

but I understand.

We'll leave Rufus behind.

Oh...

General Arnold! John.

Is father expecting you?

Is he home?

I'd like him to meet my friends.

They want to join.
A lot of clocks.

Father made them.

He's teaching me to make
them, too.

He's fascinated with time. Mmm.

Is your father here, John?

Do you want to help us?

Is that why you're here?

This is a conversation
for your father, John.

Is that your clock?

Yes.

But I can't seem to get
the ratchet wheel to work.

Father says I'm not
paying enough attention.

Looks like you're
doing a fine job.

It's a beautiful clock.

My father says that peasants
are like the hands of a clock.

Round and around they go.

What does that mean?

Because a peasant
is no more capable

of choosing his own path
than the hands of a clock.

Well...

Who chooses the path for them?

The clock maker, of course.

And are the members of
Rittenhouse the clock makers?

No one else can do it.

Father says monarchies
are too selfish

and democracies are too chaotic.

So the members of
Rittenhouse are not part of,

you know, any government?

Not necessarily.
Control is all that matters.

Usually, it's best
exercised from the shadows.

What about the people
that want a voice

in how they're controlled?

Peasants can't govern themselves

any more than ants
can rule a jungle.

Most peasants want nothing more
than the illusion of a voice.

Father says that's
what democracy's for.

Oh.

What you're describing sounds like
tyranny disguised as democracy.

Father believes there's
no other choice.

And what do you believe, John?

No one's ever asked
me that before.

Benedict Arnold.
You honor us with your presence.

Father.

It's him.

David. You look well.

John was just telling
my friends about you.

Yes, Father. They want to join.

They do?

You've never brought me recruits
before, Benedict.

May I get a better look at you?

My eyes aren't what
they used to be.

Go on.
Father wants to examine you.

You have good strong teeth.

Good skull proportion.

Stop.

Your hips are a bit narrow,
but nobody's perfect.

Have you reproduced yet?

No. Good.

Wyatt. What are you doing?

No sudden movements,
if you please.

David, what is this?

These men are here to kill me.

You've got this all wrong.

Really?

The sweat on her brow?

The hand near your pocket,
where I assume you have a pistol?

This isn't the
first time I've seen

that look on a man's
face, believe me.

You mean me harm.

But don't worry, my dear.

We'll still find a
good use for you.

Get up.

Boy, get up.

I said get up.

What an ingenious pistol.

I've never seen its equal.

You have to believe me, David.

How could I have known
they were lying to me?

You know all I ever want
is to be of service to you.

To serve the cause.

I'm so grateful for...

Shut up, Benedict.

I'm sorry, sir.

Did he tell you how I
admire his military genius?

How when the war is over,

I will give him a place near
me at the table of elders?

I'm honored, sir.

But did he also tell you
about his alcoholic father?

His poor education? His vanity?

His bad temper? His...

David, please.

After everything
I've done for you?

You're an idiot, Benedict.

So blinded by your
wounded pride,

that you brought these people
into my house to kill me.

It was just a mistake, sir,
please, you can trust me.

You betrayed your best
friend in the whole world.

So, why would I ever trust you?

Where did you get this?

No, no, no.

Don't worry. I'm a clock maker.

I'll figure it out.

Son.

Yes, Father. Watch.

It's important
that you see this.

No!

Please don't hurt
them in front of me.

Now, John.

What have I said about seeing
the world as it really is?

Yes, father.

You two are sentenced to death.

But you are to be
brought to my bedchamber.

Hey!

Fire!

Killing me won't change anything.
There are others.

This will outlive me,

you,

all of us.

Rittenhouse will become...

You did it.

You actually did it.

Where's the boy?

What, the...

The boy, what do you mean the boy?
The boy's gone.

His son, he escaped.

Are you saying that you
want to kill his son?

I don't want to, but we need to.

You heard him. He believes
the same things as his father.

You already killed Rittenhouse.

There's no need to kill the boy!

Flynn.

Flynn.

Flynn!

Guys, help me out!

You guys find Flynn.
I'll look for the boy.

No, no.

No. Please, don't kill me.

Please.

Please, don't kill me.

No. No, no, don't kill me.

Please... Please, don't.

Please!

Please.

Don't do it.

Move.

No.

Move! No!

I'm not letting
you kill a child.

He's all that's
left of Rittenhouse.

We don't know that.

He said that there were others.

You don't know that killing
his son will change anything.

He wants everything
his father wants.

When you were 12,
you wanted to be a cowboy.

People change.

He's gonna do terrible things!

Why?

Because his father wants him to?

You don't know that.

You have a choice right now.

We all have choices,
we can decide...

We can decide to be
something different.

Please, please.

Please, don't do this, please...

Please!

You said...

You said that you
couldn't be a father

after what you've done.

But you can, okay?

You can, you can go back,
but not if you do this, please!

Get out of my way. Please!

John?

John!

He's gone.

Come here.

What? No.

Where are you taking me?

I thought you understood
what was at stake.

Come here.

Anything? No.

You? Nothing.

Wyatt!

Rufus! Come on.

Lucy! Wyatt!

Flynn!

Rufus!

No!

No! Let go of me!

- Lucy!
- Wyatt!

Lucy!

Lucy!