All language subtitles for The Pretender - 3x15 - Countdown

All right. Here we are.

Take it easy, Matthew.
See you. Bye-bye.

Bye, Joe. Bye.

- Bye.
- Bye, Rachel.

Take it easy. Have a good day. Bye-bye.

- Jarod, I'm really sorry.
- Don't mention it, Ben.

A bus trip isn't a bus trip
until somebody...

- How did you put it?
- Tosses their cookies.

- Cookies. Right.
- Jarod, I can't figure it.

I'm barely seeing enough pennies
to keep the lights on,

and then you show up out of nowhere,
and you fix up this old bus,

and you're even taking the kids
on field trips to the air force base.

It's better to give
than to receive.

I read that... someplace.

How'd your dad like the base, Ryan?

Uh, Ryan's dad
couldn't make it.

He was on a business trip.
But we got to hang out, didn't we?

- Yeah.
- You're a godsend, Jarod.

Next thing I know, Ed McMahon'll
be knocking on that door

with one of those
big cardboard checks.

Hey, Jarod, there's my mom.

- Who's Ed McMahon?
- See you later.

- Oh, wait, Ryan.
- Yeah?

- Here. I've got this for you.
- Cool. Thanks.

- Maybe you'll fly one, one day.
- Yeah.

Mostly, thanks for kind of
being my dad for the weekend.

Sure.

- Hey, you.
- Mom!

- How was your trip, honey?
- Fantastic.

- Yeah?
- Mom, this is Jarod.

- Hi.
- Nice to meet you.

Cindy Wells. Nice to meet you.
He's been talking about you all week.

- Look what he gave me.
- Wow.

Can I stay up and show it to
Dad when he gets home tonight?

Um, yeah, we'll see.

All right, top gun,
into the cockpit.

Okay.

- Bye-bye.
- Bye, Jarod. See you later.

Thanks a lot. His...

His dad really wanted
to go with him,

but he's been away on business
longer than usual, and...

Ryan misses him a lot.

I can imagine.

- He's a great kid.
- Thanks.

- Nice to meet you. Bye.
- You too.

Cindy! Ryan!

Somebody call 911!

There are Pretenders among us.

I was taken from my family.

36 hours and he's already demonstrating
more talent than any of our others.

How many people died
because of what I thought up?

Since I broke out, I've spent
every moment searching for my past.

He's a Pretender,

A genius who can become
anyone that he wants to be.

- The Centre wants him alive.
- Preferably.

He defends the weak and abused.

Life's a gift.

- You a doctor?
- I am today.

Cardiology interns, please report to OR 2.

Cardiology interns...

My wife and son were brought in.
Can you help me?

- Are you Mr. Wells?
- Yes.

My name is Jarod.
I was at the accident scene.

- Where are they?
- They're still in surgery.

Oh, God. I just
got back in town.

My firm's been
flying me all over.

You're here now.

- Mr. Wells?
- I'm Ted Wells. How's my family?

Your wife's gonna
be just fine.

She suffered a concussion,
a dislocated shoulder.

My boy?

Your son sustained a
severe abdominal trauma.

Both kidneys were damaged, one
beyond repair. We had to remove it.

The other one
won't last long.

- He needs a kidney transplant.
- He won't survive without it.

We're looking at
about a 48-hour window.

Okay, so what's next?

Ryan goes on some sort of priority list
or something, right?

Normally. Your son's blood carries
a unique leukocytic compound.

It's a hereditary condition which makes
finding a donor much more difficult.

- Your wife isn't a match.
- Well, then, I have to be, right?

I mean, you can put me on that table right now.

Ryan's condition needs
to be stabilized first.

And we need to do a blood workup on you
to screen out any infectious agents. Okay?

I'll send a tech over
to draw a sample.

I don't know what I'd do
if I lost my family.

- Forgive me?
- For?

Being a neglectful brother.

Just because you were
nowhere to be found

when I was in the hospital,
at death's door.

You're too hard on yourself.

Look, I know you're angry,

but I don't blame you.
In fact, I got these for you.

Candied snails?

- Yummy.
- Hey, those are hard to find.

No kidding.
Where have you been anyway?

I've had three solid leads on Jarod in the
last two weeks you've shown zero interest.

I do have other responsibilities.
Jarod is just one of them.

Excuse me, Mr. Lyle.
The phone man's here to see you.

- I'll be right there.
- He says he has other appointments.

I said I'd be there.

Phone man?

Big responsibilities.

Enjoy the snails.

That's my good pillow.

You seem to be smiling
a lot these days, Miss Parker.

Sneaking in downwind, clever.

- Hard at work.
- Micromanaging?

A necessary evil considering
your ongoing lack of success.

You're building to a point,
I hope.

Your work has become unfocused.

Perhaps you're too distracted
with... personal affairs.

- Such as?
- Such as...

- Oh. Sorry.
- Stay, Broots!

Mr. Raines was just
slithering along, weren't you?

Priorities, Miss Parker, priorities.

What is it, Broots?

Well, I got this new satellite TV dish,

223 channels, high-definition
digital, right?

So I'm channel surfing
in the shower...

Wait a minute. You have a
television in the bathroom?

Don't you?

Did you know that there's
a 24-hour disaster channel?

- Last night was train wrecks...
- Which is what this is becoming.

- Get to the point.
- Oh, no, no, wait, wait. Please, look.

I'll just show you then, okay?

Money problems seem to be everywhere,

including this small
suburban church.

"Donations are the only way
we're able to survive."

says Reverend Jack Collins
of his Little White Chapel.

If you're interested
in helping out Reverend Collins...

That's sweet. Send the change
from my desk drawer as a donation.

Oh, no, no, no! Wait.
You missed it.

Right there.

Hallelujah.

Look who's seen the light.

- Anything you want me to bring you, pal?
- My airplane.

- Kind of like this one?
- Jarod.

How you feeling, kiddo?

Tired. My side hurts.

Here. I tell you what.
When you're feeling better,

we'll see about getting
this thing airborne.

Okay, honey, why don't you
close your eyes for a little bit?

The doctor said
you need to rest.

Okay.

Ted?

Any word on the transplant yet?

We're still waiting
on the blood work.

- I was just gonna go try and find the lab.
- No. I'll go check on it.

You stay with your family.

I don't know why you're
so interested in all this,

but I really appreciate
your help.

I'm fully aware of what "stat" means,

but I'm a little
shorthanded down here.

I understand. I know,
but my partner phoned in sick,

and the lab tech Dr. Conti promised
hasn't shown up yet.

Mm-hmm. I know.

I am so sorry I'm late.

Oh. He just walked in.

Dr. Conti gave me the wrong directions.

- Boy, you look like you could use a break.
- You have no idea.

Construction accident
has E.R. Packed.

Everyone needs
their results yesterday.

Why don't you take yourself a little
break and I'll start over here.

Oh, how about I
give you a hug.

- Have a good time.
- Okay.

Cindy?

Where's Ted?

Oh, um...

He went to go call
my parents.

Did you find out what's
taking the lab so long?

Why don't we go talk
in the hall?

What's wrong?
Is there a problem with the lab?

Your husband
isn't a donor match.

- That's impossible.
- Cindy,

I need to know the truth.

Ted isn't Ryan's father,
is he?

It's something I always feared,
but I didn't know for sure.

Look, I know
this isn't easy for you,

but if you want to save
your son's life,

I need to know who his father is,
and I need to know now.

His name is Luther Ecksley.

I met him right around the time
that Ted and I got together.

He was the total opposite of Ted.
He was dangerous and dark and...

I had seen Ted on a date
with another girl,

and I thought that being
with someone like Luther

was the best way
to get back at him.

So you had a relationship
with this man?

It was a stupid fling.
I was young.

When I found out what kind of person
Luther really was, I went back to Ted.

But you found out
you were pregnant?

And you never told him
the truth?

There were a thousand times
that I wanted to.

And then a thousand times
I stopped myself

'cause I was just too scared
of losing him.

And the more time that passed, the more
it just didn't really seem to matter.

Ryan is Ted's son
in all the ways that count.

I need to find this Luther.
Do you know where he is?

I don't have a clue.

You said he was trouble.
Maybe he has a police record.

I'll start with that.

Jarod?

Please don't say anything to Ted.

Cindy, you can't keep this
a secret much longer.

The doctors are bound
to find the truth,

just like I did.

What'll it be?

I'm looking for someone,
Luther Ecksley.

It's important.

Don't know the guy.

Does anyone know
who Luther Ecksley is?

What do you want
with Luther Ecksley, huh?

I just want to talk to him.

- So start talking.
- You are not Luther.

I'm as close
as you're gonna get.

Luther's rotting
in a Mexican prison,

and he's gonna be
for a long damn time.

You ain't never
gonna find Luther.

Gracias.

Mr. Ecksley,
my name is Jarod.

Three years in this dump.

No visitors, no letters,
no phone calls.

Now all of a sudden I got some
humanitarian aid organization

worried whether I'm
being treated right or not.

- I'm not here on your behalf.
- Is that right?

I give up.

His name is Ryan.

He's eight years old,
and right now he's in a hospital

in desperate need
of a kidney transplant.

Yeah? Why are you telling me?

He's your son, Mr. Ecksley.

Go on.

He has a rare blood condition,

inherited from you,

which means you are the only person
on this planet that can save his life.

How?

I'm going to try to arrange
for your temporary release.

You... want me to donate
a kidney?

Your son's life
depends on it.

This is a lot to think about.

There's no time
to think, Luther.

Either you do this now, or he dies.

Who's the...
Who's the mother?

Her name was Cindy Brenner.

I remember her.

Is she all right?

She will be, if you do this.

Does the boy know about me?

No.

And I can't guarantee
you'll ever get to meet him.

We're running
out of time, Luther.

Do you believe in redemption, Jarod?

Maybe. You have a lot to make up for.

This could be
a start though, right?

Damn, Broots.

Looks like we just missed
the Sunday sermon.

You ever go to church,
Miss Parker?

After the things
I've seen and done,

I think church's
the last place I should be.

Or maybe the first.

Reverend Collins?

You can call me Jack.
How can I help you?

We're looking
for this man.

He may have been
helping out around here.

Helping out?
Jarod's a damn angel.

You don't say.

Do you happen to know where
he may have flown off to?

You just missed him. He packed
his things and left early this morning.

Jarod was staying here?

- Mm-hmm.
- Oh.

Hey, Max.

Several parishioners
offered Jarod a place to stay,

but he said he didn't want
to be any trouble.

Yeah. Honestly, I had forgotten this basement was here till Jarod suggested it.

Oh, that's Jarod,
always with an idea.

He said he'd be back in a couple of days.

Actually, right now
he's already passed the border.

- The border?
- As in Mexico?

Yeah. He had a line on some
old pews we could get cheap.

Money's always
a little short around here.

As I always say, "Pray to the Lord,
but buy a lottery ticket. "

Take your time.
Gotta go.

No rest for the wicked.

Well, looks like we're too late.
The place is clean.

Yes, it is.

Miss Parker?

Wait. Where you going?

Don't mind us, Max.

What do you got?

A lottery ticket.

Leave it.

Warden, I don't think you understand.

A child's life depends
on this decision. Please think carefully.

Luther Ecksley was caught
with 50 pounds of pure heroin.

Since he's been at my prison,
he's assaulted five of my guards.

We both know
he's not a saint,

but you didn't see his eyes when
I told him he could save his son's life.

Maybe you feel that he's undergone
some spiritual awakening,

but that man owes me and the people
I answer to 25 years of his life.

- I am only asking for a temporary release.
- What if something went wrong, huh?

I don't have
the jurisdiction to go after him.

There are risks, granted. This boy's
life is worth it, don't you think?

I have a responsibility
to my country, to its laws.

Are you hearing a word
that I am saying?

Ryan's life is in your hands.

I don't know if you can grasp
the pressures of my situation.

You know, the men that ran this prison
before I came were sadistic.

They treated those inmates
like animals.

Many men died, and many more
were tortured in unspeakable ways.

Those same sadistic men, they're
waiting for me to make a mistake

to put them back in power.

I won't allow that to happen.

- And where does that leave Ryan?
- Contact your State Department.

Why don't you petition
the proper channels?

He doesn't have
that kind of time.

Well, I'm sorry.

I still can't help you.

- Are those your children?
- Yes.

And what if it was
for one of them?

As I said,
I can't help you.

But if you're forced to resort
to more extreme measures,

I'd understand.

Yes, ma'am.

Take inmate Ecksley
back to his cell.

He has the afternoon loading detail
in the compound today.

- Si, senora.
- Good-bye, Jarod.

Good luck.

- Hi, Cindy. It's Jarod.
- Did you find Luther?

I'm working on it.
How's Ryan?

The doctors aren't telling me everything,
but I know it's bad.

We're running out of time.

I can't lose him, Jarod.

I know, but you
have to be strong.

Have you told your husband
the truth about Luther?

I tried. I really tried.

I just...
I don't wanna hurt him.

It's going to hurt him a lot worse
if he finds out the truth from somebody else.

He loves you.
Trust in that.

The rest will take care of itself.

You okay?

Will you shut the door, honey?

We need to have a talk.

Hoo. Talk about a bad dude.

Now the mug shot you found
is three years old.

The guy's name
is Luther Ecksley.

He's doing 25 years
in a Mexican prison.

Says here he was running drugs across
the border until an anonymous source

tipped off the Mexican police.

He's not a nice guy.

Why would Jarod be involved
with someone like this?

Let's ask Luther.

Thanks for kind of being
my dad for the weekend.

Do you believe
in redemption, Jarod?

I can't lose him, Jarod.

If you were forced to resort
to more extreme measures...

- Redemption...
- Thanks for kind of being my dad.

- I can't lose him.
- I'd understand.

Do you want
to get out of here?

Hell, yes.

Redemption
doesn't come easy.

Come on.

We did it.

I can't believe it.
I'm free!

It's only temporary.

Don't you forget that.

You, uh, you got a plan
to get me back to the States?

Drive back roads
on the way to Tijuana.

Try to blend in
to tourist traffic.

I have a change of clothes for you in
this car, and I made you a fake passport.

Thought of everything,
didn't you?

There's no room for mistakes,
and no time.

Appreciate you springing me
there, Jarod.

The truth is, I could give a damn
whether that kid lives or dies.

Aw, damn it!

Miss Parker, it looks like
they're locking down the whole prison.

How long do you think
you can continue to hold us here?

You've wasted an hour
of my time already.

Nobody enters or leaves until we've
completed a thorough search of this prison.

For all I know, you could be
involved in this escape.

That's ridiculous.
I told you already, he did it.

You arrived in my office
asking for Ecksley

at the very moment that he
was discovered missing.

For all I know,
you could be part of a diversion.

An incredibly moronic one.
Why would we have stayed behind?

Why was he found outside,
hiding in a car?

Oh, please, he's always hiding.
He's like a cockroach.

Turn on the light, he runs.
Broots, tell her.

It's right. Roach city.

If you'll be patient a while longer.

One of the guards we talked to
overheard Jarod saying

something about needing
a kidney donor for a little boy.

Do you know what boy,
or where?

That's the first I've heard of it.

Huh?

Sit.

Hang on, baby.

Mommy loves you.

Ted.

- You didn't get Luther?
- Not yet.

You told Ted the truth.

Yeah, I don't blame him
for hating me. I hate myself.

He doesn't hate you.

It's just going to take him
some time to adjust.

Yesterday I woke up
with this near-perfect life.

Now my son is dying
and my husband...

Cindy, you have
to remain strong,

for Ryan.

Everything is going
to work out,

I know it is.

I found them.

There are over a dozen
emergency cases nationwide,

but only one is a young boy
in need of a kidney.

- Where?
- San Diego.

Get us back
to San Diego, pronto.

Hundred dollars on Earl.

No, no, no, no.

This is Ray.

Ray, my boy.

- How you doing?
- Luther?

The one and only.

I hear you're doing real good
with my operation.

Uh, I'm doing okay.

Just okay, huh?

I got some news
that'll make your day.

See, I took a little vacation
from my permanent vacation, Ray.

Surprise. I'm out.

I'm back, and you're
the first person I thought to call.

I can't wait to see you, buddy. Ray?

- Ray? You still there?
- Well, yeah, I'm here.

Well, you and me
gotta get together.

I need to see where we stand
and what our next move should be.

How's, uh- How's midnight?

- Mission Bay Hilton.
- Tonight?

- Uh, what's the hurry?
- Ray,

Three years ago, some son of a bitch
tipped off the Mexican police

and got me locked away.

Now I'm guessing that same
son of a bitch has my $10 million.

So you can understand why
I'm a little impatient, can't you?

Bring some old clothes,
Ray.

When we find this bastard,

it is gonna get messy.

You look like you've just seen a ghost, Ray.

Whoa. You just seem
a little bit jumpy, Ray.

But I guess you would be,
being a marked man, after all.

What the hell are you
talking about?

Was that Luther on the phone?
What did he want?

Tell you that he was
back in town?

- Wanted to fire up the old partnership?
- What?

He's setting you up, Ray.

But I guess that's
only fair, payback.

After all, it was you
that tipped off the federales,

and had your old buddy Luther
arrested at the border.

Screw you.
I went down to Hermosillo.

I was at his trial every day,
like a friend.

Or somebody who wanted
to look like a friend.

Personally,
I think it was overkill.

I'll bet you Luther
thought the same thing.

You're out of your mind.

Am I? Look over my shoulder
down the alley.

You see that car down there?
That's Luther, and he's waiting for you.

He's playing you, Ray.

He knows you're gonna lead him
straight to the money.

When you do,
he's gonna blow your brains out.

Now you better do
exactly what I tell you to do,

or you're never going
to walk out of this alive.

So now what?

We're going to lead Luther to where
you hid the money just like he expects.

This better work, man,
or we're both dead.

Just keep driving.
Make sure you follow my plan.

Oh, this is crazy.

Find a good hiding place, Ray,

and when I make my move,
you make yours.

Showtime.

Ray?

Give it up, Ray.

I know you're the one
who stole my $ 10 million.

Oh, I get it.

You wanna play a little
hide-and-seek, huh?

Ray? Might as well come out.

I ain't leaving
without my money.

- Getting tired of this, Ray.
- Hello, Luther?

Jarod?

- Surprise.
- I saw Ray shoot you in the alley.

- That was part one of my plan.
- Oh, yeah? What's part two?

Ray.

I tried to warn him.

Well, there's plenty of money
for both of us.

Oh, yeah.

I'll take that, Ray.

What? This is my money.
I stole it fair and square.

I know a little church
that deserves it a lot more than you do.

I should have shot you
when I had the chance.

You're right.

Thanks.

Come on, Luther. Wake up.

We've still got
some work to do.

Disconcerting, isn't it?

Waking up in pain,
not knowing where you are.

That's how I felt in Mexico.

That's how your son feels
in his hospital room.

What the hell are you doing?

Are you out of your mind?

Would you quit moving around?
You're gonna knock your I.V. out.

This isn't a hospital.

Well, it'll do,
for what I need it for.

- You're not even a doctor!
- Technically, you're right,

but I do enjoy
that E.R. program.

- You can't do this!
- Well, that's the beauty of it, Luther.

You see...

I can.

Nighty-night.

Dr. Roberts, extension 15.
Dr. Roberts, extension 15, please.

Cindy. I just spoke to the nurse.

The kidney seems to be taking.

I think he's gonna be just fine.

I've gotta call my parents.

Jarod, thank you so much
for everything that you have done.

Thank you.

- Your son's going to make it.
- My son?

For nine years
I've been living a lie,

thinking I was someone I wasn't.

Were you?

I see that boy's face
when he looks at you.

The way he talks about you.

You don't understand.

I do.

Right now you're angry,
and you're hurt, and you're confused.

But if you leave that boy without a
father, if you walk away from him now,

That's a wound
that will never heal.

If there's ever anything
I can do for you...

It's funny that you
should mention that.

Gotten by us?
We've been here the entire time.

Pipe down.

These people are after Jarod.

Excuse us,
Mr. And Mrs. Wells?

He was here, wasn't he?
Jarod? Helped you?

I don't know anyone
named Jarod.

My wife and I are just waiting
for our son to get out of surgery.

So if you'll excuse us,
we'd like to be left alone.

You know what I don't get?

I checked the records here.
There's no Luther Ecksley.

Whatever happened to him?

What do you think, Dr. Mendoza?

Whoever did this certainly
knew what they were doing.

Yes, he did.

Let's prepare
to transfer the prisoner.