All language subtitles for The Pretender s04e04 Risque Bussiness.eng

I told Jarod he was welcome
in the crew quarters...

but he said he wanted to
be here, nearer the animals.

Careful where you walk. He
let some of them run free.

Let's see if he left. anything
else besides... this stench.

Oh, look at these. Wild
Kingdom, National Geographic.

Hey, here's that crocodile guy.

"That mammoth snake's a real beauty,
ain't she? I'm gonna try and ride her."

You were saying that Jarod claimed
to be an animal behaviorist?

Yeah. Some zoo up
north. Some place in, uh-

Blue Cove, Delaware? That's
where I've been waiting...

since someone failed to notify
me about this little road trip.

Lyle... -It's
an oversight.

Your people were gonna call my
people. -Actually, I was going to say-

Watch your step.

So, this is all Jarod did? Just watch

TV and, uh, play with
his furry friends?

Actually, he spent most of his time
in front of the chimpanzee cages.

He'd sit there for hours, mesmerized.

Jarod knows the agony of being caged.

The prying eyes. That's
why he studied the chimps...

because he related to them.

Nah. He just liked
watching them do it.

It? -Yeah, you know, mate.

Okay, weird time.

Hot peppermint-flavored massage oil.

Feather ticklers. Edible apparel.

I guess it's all for, uh, for-

Sex, Broots. The word is sex.

Looks like our little
monkey's in heat.

Oh, good morning.

You must be Dr. Kinsey.
Welcome to the Arnett Center.

Thank you, Nurse Plenty?

Plen-tay.
-Ah.

I took the liberty of
getting you all set up.

Your daily schedule is
here. Your weekly here.

Here's a little pamphlet
to explain the phones.

And since I didn't know which you
prefer, I brought you tea and coffee.

Well, thank you very
much. That's great.

At the Arnett Sex Center,
satisfaction is our motto.

Was there something else you needed?

Oh, yes, Doctor.

There is something I need very badly.

Uh, Nurse Plenty, I-

Plen-tay.
-Uh-

Oh! I am so sorry, Doctor.

Monique slipped right past me.

She's not really a nurse, is she?

No. She's your 9:00
patient. -Ah. Monique Brooks.

Suffering from an uncontrollable
urge for sexual role playing.

We all like to pretend once
in a while, don't we, Doc?

Uh-huh.

There are Pretenders among us.

I was taken from my family.

Thirty-six 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.

It went from a couple
of quickies on the dryer-

To the upper deck at Dodger Stadium.

We crave daring places.
Need daring places.

It never occurred to us
that we had a problem.

Until this.

The paramedics said we were lucky
falling off the scoreboard like we did.

If it weren't for the peanut
guy? We might have been killed.

Hmm.

We've been together five years.

And... we're still...

you know-

unspoiled... after five years.

Well, many people choose to wait.

In the grandscheme of things,
five years really isn't that long.

We've been married for four of them.

We have some videos
here I think might help.

Thank you very much!

Just don't try
everything in one night.

Excuse me. You must be Dr. Kinsey.

That's what it says on my
door anyway. -I'm Dr. Covney.

All my patients call me Allen.
-Nice to meet you, Allen.

Hey. How many sex therapists does
it take to change a lightbulb?

Is there a lightbulb that
I can help you change?

It's just -It's just a joke.

Sort of like the funny ones, only
diffierent. Get used to it, Jarod.

Sex therapy's the
butt of a lot of jokes.

The work we do at this
clinic is important.

Speaking of which, Dr. Arnett,
my 11:00 group is waiting.

Welcome aboard. -Thank you.

Jarod, you got a minute? -Uh, sure.

Syd, do you ever wonder
why these dolls...

always have the same surprised
expression on their face?

Go ahead. Say it.

This is fish in a barrel territory.

Tell me about this stuff, boys. Looks

like Jarod could use
a nice cold shower.

Well, his is an inquisitive mind.

No reason he wouldn't use
it to explore his sensuality.

Syd's fancy way of saying
our boy has his horns up.

Horns up.

So, did you find anything useful?

Uh, well, basically
whatever turns you on, baby.

To locate Jarod? -Still
lookin'. Maybe we'll get lucky.

I'll keep you posted. -Thank you.

Forget to call me again?

Don't worry, Lyle. You can play
with the toys when we're done.

The game's changing. Due to
recent lapses in communication...

I have decided to take a more
supervisory role in the hunt for Jarod.

From now on, you'll report every
aspect of your search to me.

Every aspect.

And if we don't, you'll go up to the
Tower and get us in lots of trouble.

Tattletale will go so
nicely on your resume.

Like you said, watch your step.

Reporting to Mr. Lyle can't be
good. Wonder what that means?

I know what it means to me. Nothing.

I don't answer to anyone.
Especially my little brother.

This is interesting. Shipping
invoice, no return address.

Just a Web site.

lustyfun.com. This is where
Jarod ordered all the stuff from.

Find a real address on that.
And, Broots, not a word.

But Mr. Lyle just said
we're supposed to... -Broots.

Think of your worst nightmare.

Mighty Bobcats from
Marrietta University.

You must really like
these Mighty Bobcats.

You're a therapist. You
can use the term obsession.

Don't you have a similar
attachment to your alma mater?

I have a strong
feeling about the place.

Please. Jarod, I want to thank you
for stepping in on short notice...

and taking over for Dr. Blass.

I have to tell you, I'm concerned
about Dr. Blass's patients...

how they're going to make
the transition to you.

Many have spent a long time
developing a trust with her.

Well, I'm going to have to work
very hard to maintain that trust.

You never realize how
many lives are affected

when a tragedy like Melissa's happens.

Has her attacker been caught yet?

No. Police are looking for one of her
court referral patients -Luke Carlo.

Melissa was working with him
as a term of his probation.

What happened?

Melissa had the admirable
tendency to care too much.

Carlo was a predator. He
took advantage of that.

He called her, said
he was having a crisis.

She ended up downtown in
some dive called the Eros Inn.

I hear she's in pretty bad shape.

She's a shell of who she was.

I just wish that you could have met
the Melissa that we all used to know.

She was a wonderful, loving woman.

Mr. Truly, do you
know why you're here?

Yeah. Judge Dettman
thinks I'm a pervert.

Tony?

I'm Dr. Kinsey. I'm the new guy.

So, I understand you're the one who

knows everything that
goes on around here.

Yeah. I live the lowly life of an

intern. I'm also
workin' on my master's.

"Psycho-Sexual Aggression."

"Aberrant Sexual Behavior."
Hmm. Cheery stuff.

My honor's thesis is
on sexual predators,

and I watch all the
court referred sessions...

so I might as well
make good use of it.

Is this Dr. Arnett working
with someone? -Yeah.

This is your standard trench
coat and sneaker flasher. Here.

Everyone has fears. It's
nothing to be ashamed of.

The key is to acknowledge
and understand them.

Yeah, well, I'm not
afraid of anything.

It's amazing what you can learn about

a person's psyche by
just watching them.

Mr. Truly, when I was a kid,
my father took me duck hunting.

I was laying out the decoys
and somehow the boat flipped.

I got trapped underneath
in this tiny air pocket.

The water kept rising
up my neck, over my chin.

I was terrified. I nearly drowned.

To this day, I'm hydrophobic.

A shower, fine. But a
bath, a swimming pool...

the fear rises in me
as fast as the water.

See, fear is natural.
It's healthy even.

But we've got to control it.
We can't let "it" control us.

Did you observe Dr. Blass's
sessions with Luke Carlo?

The guy that assaulted her? Yeah. There
are tapes of that guy in her office.

Scary dude. He was the kind of
guy that was just wound too tight.

Unfortunately for Dr.
Blass, he decided that

she was gonna be the
one that he went off on.

Interesting drawing, Broots.

Oh, I was just doodling. It's nothing.

Well, doodling is often the most
direct expression of the unconscious.

And I couldn't help notice there was
a certain resemblance to Miss Parker.

Yeah? Well, it's just
that she's so impressive.

You know, the way she's always in
control. The way she never shows fear.

Oh, God.

Fantasies about coworkers
are perfectly natural, Broots.

I'd be very surprised if
sublimated sexual feelings...

didn't surface from time
to time. -So, what do I do?

Well, you can't keep
these emotions inside.

Otherwise they'll, uh, control you.

Oh, no. I'm not gonna tell her.

Tell her what? Another crush, Broots?

Who is it this time? That
double-chinned chick in, uh, R & D?

No. Yeah.

Uh, yeah. But it's two,
uh, clefts, one chin.

Oh, look.

It's the address for Jarod's
receipt -lustyfun.com.

All right, Broots, you stay here and
pretend like we're still searching.

Okay. -The less Lyle
knows, the better.

Aren't we supposed to
report everything we hear?

Aren't you supposed to have a pair?

Uh, Miss Parker, I'll stay.

I have plenty of things to do here.

It's you and me, cowboy. Saddle up.

Good luck, Broots.

I don't know, Doctor.
I'm just so confused.

I never had to deal with
anything like this before.

Gloria, it will be
fine, I promise you.

We're gonna get you
through this. -Dr. Blass?

Oh, Dr. Kinsey.

I'm sorry. I just needed
to look at these old tapes.

I heard your voice. You were
one of Dr. Blass's patients?

Oh, well, she was just, uh, helping me

with a problem I had
with my boyfriend, Eddie.

I-I just wanted to
hear her advice again.

There's no one else
like her. Excuse me.

Gloria, it will be fine. I promise
you, we're gonna get you through this.

Thank you. I don't know
what I'd do without you.

Oh.

Put the package in the box.

Oh, I'm not a deliveryman, Dr. Blass.

I'm a doctor with the clinic.

Go away. I don't need your help.

Well, actually, I was
hoping to get your help.

You see, I'm taking over
your case load at the clinic.

There's a new patient
I need some advice with.

A young woman. I need to reach
her before she slips over the edge.

I really wish I could help.
I, uh, don't practice anymore.

Maybe not, but I'm
hoping you still care.

How do I know you really
are who you say you are?

My name is Dr. Jarod Kinsey.

Dr. Arnett hired me. I work with
Dr. Covney, and Tony is the intern.

But anybody could know that.

Well, you're right. But, uh, Gloria...

she's still having problems
with her boyfriend, Eddie.

Gloria.

Please? I won't take up
too much of your time.

You collect shells.
Do you like the ocean?

My grandmother had a beach
house when I was growing up.

She was my sanctuary. I guess
the ocean still reminds me of her.

I was just about to put on some tea.

So, you said something
about a new patient?

Yes. She's suffering from a
generalized anxiety disorder...

brought on by emotional trauma.

Symptoms?

Insomnia, panic attacks and
an overwhelming sense of fear.

The thing is, deep down inside, I
think she really wants to get better...

but the fear stops her.

Some days she's too scared
to even get out of bed.

Her heart races, she can't breathe.

She feels like she's losing control.

The thing that really worries
me is she's beginning to think...

that ending it all
is the only way out.

There's no new patient, is there?

Like I told you before,
I don't want your help.

Maybe if you just talked about
the night you were attacked?

No, I can't. -Just try.

Look, my head is all just
twisted and jumbled. -Melissa?

Just try.

I went downtown to this hotel one of my
pa -one of my patients was staying in.

Luke Carlo.

The door was open, so I walked in.

There was a... hand
clamped over my mouth.

And... a blindfold.

Handcuffs.

Handcuffs with Luke Carlo's
fingerprints on them?

Luke. I thought he was
getting better, you know?

I thought I was helping him.

You have to go now. -It's not a very
good idea for you to mix those things.

I know that. Can you please just go?

We should just
go sit... -Please go!

Okay. Okay.

It's not like I ever hurt anybody.
I just like to look, all right?

No, it is not all right. You
are victimizing these women.

So what we have to do
is find a better way...

for you to deal with
your sexual impulses.

Deal with them.

Lady, you have no idea what
it's like in my neighborhood.

Around here, sex is all
secrets and whispers.

There it's sold in the
streets. It's in your face 24-7.

It doesn't take a genius to figure out
why they call it the "Flesh District."

It doesn't take a genius...

to figure out why they call
it the "Flesh District."

The "Flesh District."
The "Flesh District."

Excuse me. I'm looking for this guy.

I don't see nobody.

Nobody sees you. The best eyes to
see the world with are invisible.

You've spent some time on the streets.

You could say that. He's supposed
to be a regular around here.

Walked by here just a minute ago.

I see him around here all the time.

When in doubt, liquor
store down the street.

There he is, right there. -Thanks.

What do you want with me?

I want to talk to you about Dr. Blass.

I didn't have nothin' to do with that.

Is that why you're pointing
a gun at me? -I didn't do it.

I'm tellin'you. I didn't... do it!

I didn't do it!

This isn't sleazy. It's
Beaver Cleaver's house.

This is not exactly what I would
have expected from lustyfun.com.

Behind all the aluminum
siding, suburbia's a freak show.

Miss Parker, can I ask you something?

You see, Sydney has this theory
about expressing your feelings...

not bottling up your emotions.

Is this more about you and the chins?

Yeah. Uh, no.

Well, kind of. -Broots.

No woman worth her
salt wants to be with a

guy who spills his
feelings all over the floor.

You like this chick, either
make a move or move on.

Hi. We're here to shop.

I don't know what you're talkin'
about. -Something exotic for hubby?

I'm afraid I can't help you.

I guess Jarod lied to us, honey.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're
friends of Jarod's?

Come on in!

Sorry about the hassle. Gotta keep
a low profile for the neighbors.

This is my wife, Linda. I'm Roy.

God bless the Internet.

A few months ago-sex toys,

experimenting-it was
just a hobby with us.

Of course, I don't have to tell
you two about that, now do I?

Mmm. It'd be nice if you didn't.

So, uh, Roy, how do you know Jarod?

Never met. Except in chat rooms and
the humongous order he laid on us.

It got my wife's attention,
I can tell you that.

Yeah, we're still shippin'
him stuff on back order.

Really? You know, he
just recently moved.

You don't happen to have his
new address, do you? -Well, yeah.

I think he gave it to us, yeah.

Yeah. 1248 Wren Park, Wyattville.

Yeah, 1248 Wren Park. That-That's it.

Why don't you two come into the
den. We'll open up the sloe gin...

and see what kind of
natural wonders occur?

I prefer my natural wonders in
national parks. But thank you.

Oh, come on, I just
laid some brand-new shag.

It's three-quarter pile,
extra thick padding.

Makes for some comfy cuddlin'.

Are you talkin' about the four
of us? -You two swing, don't ya?

Very tempting, Roy.

However, I could never share this stud
muffin with anyone. Maybe next time.

Buh-bye.

Yeah, it's me. They just left.

Jarod? I heard you went
to see Melissa last night.

Yes, I did. -I'm
surprised you got in.

Most of the time she's not
even answering the phone.

How is she? -She's not doing well.

She's obviously paranoid and she's

exhibiting
obsessive-compulsive behavior.

Now I realize she's
been traumatized...

but I'm sensing there's something,
something else going on with her.

So, you think there could
be deeper issues at work?

Perhaps. I'm not sure. I was
hoping maybe you could tell me.

Up until all this,
Melissa Blass was one of

the most solid, stable
people I've ever known.

Jarod, please. I don't want to talk.

I have a delivery this time.

How would you like to
take a walk on the beach?

Jarod, this is crazy.

We're shrinks. Crazy is our business.

I want you to close your eyes.

Close your eyes.

Imagine yourself at your
grandmother's beach house.

Remember how safe you
used to feel there.

Hear the surf rolling in and out.

Feel the warm sun on your face.

Nothing bad can ever
happen to you here.

And so I walked in.

There was a hand
clamped over my mouth.

Blindfold. Handcuffis.

Handcuffs. Handcuffs. -Jarod,
I know what you're doing.

I use sensory-relaxation exercises
all the time with my patients.

And you know that they work.

It's very important that we talk
about the night you were attacked.

But I told you everything I could.

I need to know if you
actually saw Luke Carlo.

Did you actually see him?

Well, he called me and
lured me down there.

But did you see him?

Well, I don't know.
I don't remember. I-

No.

I guess I-I mean I
never-No, I didn't.

But why would anyone
else want me there?

Damn it! Oh!

Pronil? -Just a mild sedative.

Dr. Covney filled this?

He handles all the meds at the clinic.

Oh, hey, Jarod. -Dr. Covney.

Something wrong? -How
often are mistakes

made on prescriptions around here?

Never. Why? -Because this
was given to a patient...

in a bottle marked "Pronil."
-Daronex? Well, this is wrong.

This is really wrong.
Pronil's a sedative.

But Daronex -its main side
effect is heightened anxiety.

A steady diet of these will push
just about anybody over the edge.

Then explain to me why you
gave it to Melissa Blass?

Melissa? Now wait a minute. I
did not fill that prescription.

Your name's on the bottle. -I'm
the one with the med permit.

My name is on all the labels. But I
didn't fill that one. Dr. Arnett did.

He takes care of
Melissa's meds personally.

But I can't believe he'd
make a mistake like that.

Neither can I.

We tried what you
suggested, Dr. Kinsey.

Making love at home, behind
closed doors, in your own bedroom.

Yeah. It was good.

Unfortunately, I got a little out
of control. I couldn't help myself.

I opened the curtains.
-And then it got great.

We had no idea we had so many nice
neighbors in our apartment complex.

It's reallya shame we're
gonna have to move now.

Give me an "S"! "S"!
Give me an "E"! "E"!

Give me an "X"! "X"!

Sex!

Thank you, Monique.
Please put your clothes on.

Well, this is the address we got
from that lustyfun.com couple.

It's not the nicest
place Jarod's ever lived.

Better than swinger's central.

Come here.

Yeah. Give me a boost.

Broots? -Oh, yeah, okay, right.

One. Two. Three.

Broots! -Oh, yeah, okay.

Damn it! I'm so tired of
being late for the party.

Shh. Miss Parker, we might
not be late this time.

Look at all this stuff. Today's paper.

Food, clothes, a D. S. A. player.

This computer's still warm.

Jarod's still living here.

This is too important
not to tell Mr. Lyle.

Don't you think this is important
enough that we have to let him know?

Sorry. I-I get hungry
when I'm nervous.

Pistachio? -Broots, when exactly...

did we find that receipt in
the box from Jarod's lair?

Right after Mr. Lyle left.

We're out of here. -What?

Why? Wait. Miss Parker?
Wait, don't leave me here.

I can't believe the difference.

I already feel so much clearer.

I should've known something was
wrong with those other pills.

How could you? They both
look exactly alike...

and with what the Daronex
was doing to your mind.

Melissa? I think it's time
that we had a real talk...

about what happened to you.

Look, you can put locks on your doors,
you can put bars on your windows.

But they can't keep out
the fear inside of you.

Yeah, but I already told
you everything I could.

The rest just isn't there.

Then let's go further back...

to the first time you were attacked.

How did you know? -Call
it... a doctor's hunch.

It was back in college.

You went to Marrietta
University with Dr. Arnett.

Yeah.

I was, uh, coming home late
one night after studying.

I was, uh, passing by
one of the old dorms.

A man in a mask jumped
out of the shadows...

grabbed me and pulled me inside.

They never even caught him.

But you bounced back.

Yeah, I did. I really did.

I got counseling, I-I worked
really hard to become me again.

But always in the back of my mind...

part of me is just... shattered.

I don't know if I can
bounce back this time.

No. No more crutch.

It's time to figure out what
really happened downtown that night.

But how, Jarod?

By asking someone who knows.

Luke, I want you to just
imagine somewhere very peaceful.

It's very safe.

Tell me what you're seeing. -Trees.

Lots of green grass.

That's a-a park I go to
sometimes, not far from here.

There's a-a bench I like to sit on.

I look up at the clouds.

Are you hearing anything? -Music.

There's a-a guy who's always there...

and he brings his cello.

It's really soothing...

sitting on the bench...

just listening to the cello.

You were right, Luke.
It is relaxing here.

What the hell? -You
can run all you want.

But your guilty
conscience will be tapping

you on the shoulder wherever you go.

Look, I told you. I'm
not guilty of nothin'.

I didn't attack Dr. Blass.

I know. But someone made you
lure her to that hotel room.

Why?

Dr. Arnett attacked her, didn't he?

I didn't wanna call her.

I like Dr. Blass.

She was the first person who
really seemed to care about me.

But one night, after a session...

Arnett grabbed me.

He told me he'd make me a deal.

He said that if I got her to
the hotel, he wouldn't report me.

I was, like, report me for what?

Missed appointments. Probation
violations. Whatever he could make up.

He said sending a deviant like
me back to prison was easy.

So either I called or he did.

The next day, when I heard...

I was, like -I felt
like I was gonna puke.

Dr. Blass always said...

"Recovery is a long road."

But one step at a time...

will get you there.

And I was taking those steps. I
was getting better, thanks to her.

Why didn't you come forward?

My word versus Arnett's?

A lowlife like me against
the respected doctor?

No one will ever lay a finger on him.

Don't bet on it.

Jarod. You're working late.

Yes. I have a case that's
starting to trouble me.

Anything I can help you with?

Maybe you can. Being that
you have such an insight...

into the mind of sexual predators.

You see, I'm having trouble
understanding his motivation.

Well, you know, Jarod, it's control.

Sex may be the avenue they choose...

but the underlying motivation
-it's always control.

To get it, he puts his victim down.

He debases their humanity.

It's the only way the predator
can convince himself he's worthy.

And if he refuses to seek treatment?

Without admission of responsibility...

there's very little
hope for improvement.

Then I guess I'd better find
a more radical form of therapy.

Thank you for your... insight.

Everyone has fears. To
this day, I'm hydrophobic.

So, Monique, you wanna play dress-up?

Really?

Melissa?

Melissa, is that you?

Melissa, I didn't know you were
out of the house these days.

Monique?

Jarod. -Just a B-12
shot, Dr. Arnett.

Whoops. It's a sedative.

Don't you just hate it when
medications get switched?

Jarod? -Relax, Doctor.

You're strapped down
and going nowhere.

Welcome to the Eros Inn, Doc.

Oh, that's right.
You've been here before.

What the hell are you doing?

Just tryin' to help
you relax. And what's

more relaxing than a nice, warm bath.

No, no! No, don't! Don't, don't,
don't! -That's right. Hydrophobia.

You really should see
a therapist about that.

Jarod, you're crazy.
What'd I ever do to you?

Oh, it's not what you did to me.
It's what you did to Melissa Blass.

You're out of your mind. Everybody
knows Luke Carlo attacked her.

Not everyone. Allow
me to float my theory.

Damn it, Jarod! You can't do this!

It's all about control.

Like back when you were in college,
when you were a Mighty Bobcat.

The way you took control over
those four innocent girls.

You don't know what
you're talkin' about.

I may not have all the details,
but I do have the broad strokes.

Oh, speaking of strokes? Do you
know yours? Breaststroke. Backstroke?

'Cause you're going to need them
the way this water level's rising.

I swear! -Now you
know how Melissa felt.

Powerless. Drowning
in her very worst fear.

Why are you doing this?
-Because you did it to her!

Jarod, no! Please don't!

It was her fault! I put her down 12
years ago! She should've stayed down!

But she didn't! She wouldn't let
what you did to her destroy her!

She kept rubbing it in my face.
-Then you tried to ruin her for good.

From the day you hired her at the
clinic, every day since then...

you've been planning
her second assault.

She had to learn her lesson!

Now it's time that you learn yours.

She had to learn her lesson!

Like you said, Doc,
everyone has fears.

Miss Parker, I was starting to worry.

I hadn't heard any developments
in your Jarod pursuit.

That's because there was no
Jarod pursuit, was there, Lyle?

It was all just a setup.
The bogus shipping report...

the fake lair with all the sex toys.

The swinging couple, however,
was a very cute touch.

You don't usually show so much

imagination when
trying to screw me over.

I don't have the foggiest
idea what you're talking about.

Next time, do your homework.
Jarod's allergic to pistachios.

God, she's amazing. -Go on, tell her.

No, Syd. Women don't wanna
be told. They wanna be shown.

It's time I make my move.

Broots, I'm flattered.

In fact, it's kind of sweet.

But it's never gonna happen.

Good luck with the
chinny-chin-chin.

Oh, that sun feels nice.

Well, it's a start, huh?

Today the porch, tomorrow the world.

Melissa, there's a lot
of people who miss you...

who want -who need your help.

Well, I'm sure helping them...

will be the best therapy for me.

One step at a time
is the best therapy.

Jarod, thank you.

Good luck.

Sync for DVDRip SFM: Veleno
-www.ncis-fans.com-

Repair and Synchronization by
Easy Subtitles Synchronizer 1.0.0.0