All language subtitles for Beauty and the Beast s01e12 Shades of Grey.eng

VINCENT:
This is where the wealthy and the powerful rule.

It is her world.

A world apart from mine.

Her name...is Catherine.

From the moment I saw her,
she captured my heart...

with her beauty, her warmth
and her courage.

I knew then, as I know now,

she would change my life...
forever.

CATHERINE:
He comes from a secret place, far below the city streets.

Hiding his face from strangers,
safe from hate and harm.

He brought me there
to save my life.

And now, wherever I go,
he is with me in spirit.

For we have a bond stronger
than friendship or love.

And although we cannot
be together,

we will never, ever be apart.

� �

(distant, rhythmic tapping)

(subway train passing
in distance)

FATHER:
You have broken our rules,

not once but time
and time again.

Your repeated forays above have
put all of us at risk.

You have been warned
again and again,

but still you have persisted

in this willful
course of action.

Do you have anything
to say in your own defense?

Why's everybody
getting so upset?

Mouse,

you have been stealing.

Not stealing. Taking.

Just stuff.

Needed it, found it, took it.

From a warehouse.

That's where the stuff was.

Lots there, too.

Never miss it. Left plenty.

That is not the issue.

You set off a burglar alarm.

Very noisy.

New kind. Tricked me.

Won't happen again.

He hasn't heard
anything we've said.

Heard everything.

Lot of silly noise.

Everyone takes things
from up top.

That's what up top is there for.

Mouse, there is a difference
between foraging and stealing.

Yes, we take those

things which the world
above has cast off.

we accept those things
given freely to us

by our helpers above.

But we do not steal.

Not stealing. Taking.

Using.

Couldn't wait.

Needed elevator cables,
hydraulics...

Big project.

What big project?

No one was told anything
about any big project.

Winslow's mad.

Nobody asked his permission.

Mouse, you know,
we live here, too.

It would have been nice
to consult us.

Would have ruined the surprise.

It's all my
fault, Father.

Mouse was just
trying to help.

You know that old iron ladder
down by the pipe chamber?

Well, it's
rusted out and

it's a hell of a climb when
you're carrying something,

so I asked if maybe Mouse
could fix something.

A moving ladder,
all water power,

works on hydraulics.

Just hop on... to the top.
Hop on... go down.

But it does not excuse stealing.

Well, then,
I suppose it's time.

Mouse has admitted the charge.

Those who favor
imposing the punishment,

please so indicate.

Mouse, I'm sorry.

But since you won't listen,

perhaps our silence
will teach you the lesson

that our words could not.

For one month, no man,
woman or child

will speak to you.

The sentence
will begin...

now.

Joke, right?

Okay, good.

Okay, fine.

Pascal, hey.

This is so stupid.

Jamie. Joke, huh?

At least you were on my side.

Vincent.

Vincent breaks

their stupid
rules, too.

Vincent's my friend.

Found me.

Brought me here.

When we were little,
read to me, talked to me.

Talk to me now, Vincent.

Vincent, too.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah, come on in. Shut the door.

What is it?

The Avery case.

Max Avery is as
dirty as they come.

I know it. You know it.

The guy who sells hot dogs
across the street knows it.

Only nobody can prove it.

We've already
talked to Waldruff,

Snotgrass and Mertins.

And a dozen others who we
know damn well have paid off

to keep their
buildings going.

You know what we got?

Zip.

Marino wants me
to talk to you.

There's one major developer
who hasn't said no.

No.

Don't ask me, Joe.
Don't even think about it.

Give me a break,
Radcliffe.

Do you think I want to do this?

I just work here.

Just have a little talk
with Elliot Burch.

My relationship with
Elliot Burch was personal...

not to mention painful.

And it's in
the past tense.

Alright, take it easy.

We're just asking you
to interview him,

not have his children.

If Burch talks,
we can put Avery away.

Well, then subpoena him.

He's got an army
of lawyers, Cathy.

He could stonewall
and tie us up for years.

He'll talk to you.

What makes you think that?

Because he told us he would.

Look,
personally,

I think this whole thing stinks,

but there it is.

(electrical humming)

MOUSE:
It's good, the quiet.

Isn't it good, Arthur?

They won't talk... okay, good.

Okay, fine.

They can't bother me
all the time.

Bother, bother, bother.

Mouse, come here.
Mouse, can you help me?

Mouse, can you fix this?

Mouse, don't go there.
Mouse, that's dangerous.

Yap, yap, yap.

(bell rings)

Father...

am I disturbing you?

Hmm... no, no.
I was, um...

...Eh... no, no.

I remember when Mouse
first made this for you.

His tube of colors.

All the colors we lacked.

The colors from
the world above.

I was afraid
he'd stolen it.

But he promised me solemnly
that he'd made it himself.

He was ten years
old at the time.

I was very touched.

And then I found out that
he'd stolen the parts.

(laughing)

You were very silent
in our circle today.

I had nothing to say.

The problem is a grave one.

You disagree with what we did?

It troubles me.

The silence can be terrible.

Not so terrible as what he would
suffer if he were caught up top.

I've seen

the inside of their prisons.

No, what we did was right,

but it doesn't make it
any easier to live with.

Father, come quickly.

It's Eric. He fell.

Fell? Where?

The maze.
You know how dangerous

the maze is.

The whole of that area is
saturated with groundwater.

The walls are unstable.

There are warnings
posted everywhere.

And I know

that Mary has told you
a thousand times

to stay away from there.

We were playing
hide and seek.

Kipper told him
not to climb up there.

He told him.
It's alright, Ellie.

Can you take us to Eric?

MAN:
Wait a second, I got to park.

It's so nice to
see you, Catherine.

Let's skip the amenities,
shall we?

I'm here to talk
about Max Avery.

You're angry. I can
understand that.

But whether you
believe it or not,

this is as difficult for
me as it is for you.

Well, maybe you should talk
to someone less difficult.

That could be arranged.

What did I do to make
you hate me so much?

I think we both know
the answer to that.

Let's get on with it.

It's this way,
right through here.

It's only a little crawl.

Only a little crawl.

Hold my bag for me,
will you?

Father are you sure
you want to... Yes.

It's all here.

Every threat, and every
bribe, every kickback.

Dates, times, amounts,
names of all the go-betweens.

It's enough to put Max Avery
away for 20 years.

Not yet.

Please.

There's something
I'd like to say first.

I've dealt with a dozen
Max Averys since I began.

And not because I wanted to.
I mean, maybe in your life

your choices have always been
black and white,

but in mine
they are always gray.

I wanted to build.

And I found that it
was easier...

and cheaper

to play ball
with Avery

than it was to
fight him.

And maybe you were right

to walk out on me when you did.

My employees were breaking
the law in my name.

Things were happening
that were inexcusable,

and ultimately,
it's my responsibility,

but Cathy, I didn't know.

Maybe, I didn't want to know.

I got a lot of
regrets in my life.

And losing you...

is one of them.

My attorney advised
me to shred this file.

I got a new attorney.

It might take us months,
even years,

to put Avery away.

Until then,

you'll have every
kind of nightmare

you ever imagined.

Avery plays hardball.

Avery is in a position

to cripple four
of my current projects.

He'll cost me millions
of dollars, but when it's over,

the city will be rid
of him and so will I.

I can play hardball, too.

Why, Elliot?

'Cause I'm not one
of the bad guys, Cathy.

No matter what you think.

It's alright, Eric.

Now don't worry,
we're here to help.

What's the problem,
his ankle? Yeah.

Can you bring
the lantern

a little closer,
so I can

get a better look?

Now, how did this happen?

He fell.
He was climbing up there.

ERIC:
The rocks broke.

VINCENT:
These stones are not as strong

as they look, Eric.

See how damp the walls are?

The same water
that carved the maze

eats away at these rocks.

Which is precisely

why none of you should be
down here in the first place.

You're a lucky boy, Eric.

It's a very bad
sprain, but I...

I don't think
anything's broken.

Now, I want you two
to help him up.

Very gently now
and try not

to put any weight
on it, all right?

That's it. That's right,
use your other.

Good boy.

(rumbling)

Now listen, I want
this place sealed up.

It's just too hazardous,
children come down

and play.

Come on, quickly,
get out of here.

Hurry up, kids.
Come on, help him.

Vincent!

Get away, quickly!

But Vincent...
(growling)

Go, Father.

(straining)

(coughing)

Father?

Father?

(Father coughs)

Father?
(Father coughs)

I'm here, Father.
I'll get you out.

Vincent?

(Father groaning)

Vincent...

(groaning)

The children...

They were well up
the tunnel.

Let's just pray
that they're safe.

Vincent, can you...

Can you see anything?

Dimly.

Shadows, shapes...

Greys of a dozen
different shades.

(panting):
Your eyes...

are astonishing.

In this blackness,
I'm... I'm blind.

(groaning)

How do you feel?

I've been better.

(both laugh)

Burch'll
corroborate on this,

I'd say Max Avery's out
of the construction business.

It's gonna cost him, Joe.

I don't think it would be
out of line

to offer him immunity.

Am I wrong or are you whistling

a different tune
than when you left.

Elliot's doing the right thing.

It should count for something.

I'll talk to Marino.

Immunity for Burch
and his people

seems like a small price
to pay for Avery.

Tell Marino he owes me one.

And tell him
that if he ever tries

to trade on my private
life again,

my resignation will be
on his desk by morning.

My God. Look at this.

It's even worse
than Kipper said.

Can we clear the tunnel?

Even if we clear this hole,

that crawlspace is 20 feet long.

Once you're in,
there's no room

to turn around
and swing a pick.

There must be something
that we can do.

We could pass out
the stones hand to hand.

One rock at a time?
They'd be dead

for sure by the time
we reached them.

Don't say that.

They're not dead, and they're
not going to die.

WINSLOW:
There's got to be another way in.

ELLIE:
Here comes Kipper! It's about time.

Give me the maps.

Nah... no, no, no, no,
it's not the right one.

There isn't any other...
Oh, quiet!

This is not
the right map.

There's gotta be
another map.

Uh, maybe...
maybe,

maybe of the level
below this one.

Kipper, go back
to Father's chamber

and bring the rest of the maps,
you must've missed some.

I did not!

Don't use that tone
of voice with me.

You weren't supposed to be

down in the maze
in the first place.

None of this would've
happened if you had

done what you were told.

Stop it, Winslow.

The boy feels bad
enough as it is.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, Kipper.

We're all to blame.

We should have sealed
these tunnels up years ago.

There's...

no way through, is there?

There's just no way
to get to them.

There's only one way I know

to get through 20 feet
of solid bedrock.

Move, move!

And that's one foot at a time.

(faint rhythmic tapping)

(sighs)

Vincent.

(Father moans)

Father?

(moaning continues)

Father.

Vincent?

Listen.

What is it?

Pounding.

Through the stones.

Someone's hammering
against the rock.

I can't hear a thing.

It's coming from
the far side

of the crawl space.

The children must
have gotten out safely.

Yes...

Thank God.

They're digging us out.

It's a long way, Vincent.

Father. Father,
you must stay awake.

You may have
a concussion.

I feel very faint.

Very sleepy.

Let's keep talking.

Huh? All right.

All right.

If the head injury was

very severe,
I wouldn't be lucid.

And I am lucid.

(gasping)

Aren't I?

So far.

So far?

Well, in that case,

I shall recite
from Virgil

on the hour, just to make sure.

Then I'll be asleep.
(coughs)

(rumbling, thud)

Winslow?

Winslow?
What?

This won't work.
There's got to be a better way.

I don't see you coming up
with no brainstorm.

Well, we could...
What?

Speak up, Jamie.

We could tell Mouse.
We could break the silence.

If I thought it would help,
I'd sing him a hymn.

Mouse would just slow
everything down,

get everybody confused.

Winslow, he knows these tunnels
better than anyone,

even Father;
maybe he knows another way in.

There is no other way in.

How many times did I
go over those damned maps?

Maybe he could build

some kind of a
machine or something.

Jamie, I've seen
Mouse's machines,

half of them don't work.

And half of them do.

Vincent and Father
are in there,

maybe hurt, maybe dying.

You want to get in to 'em?

Well, that's what we're doing.

Take a look.

Talk don't break rock,
girl, sweat does.

You get my meaning?

(banging)

(resonating)

(resumes banging)

(resonating)

Hello!

(echoes)

Hello!

(echoes)

(screams)

(screams)

(panting)

Hello? Hello?

Someone there?

Mouse.

Who...?

My name is Catherine.

I was looking
for Vincent, I...

Catherine?

Vincent's Catherine?

Express route to
the deepest chamber of all.

No place for a topsider.

I think Vincent

might be in...

trouble.

Vincent takes care of himself.

You shouldn't
have come.

Please, I need to find him.

Hundreds of tunnels, chambers.

Wander forever, never.

Well, then take me there.

Please, I need your help.

Okay.

Okay, good, okay, fine.

Grew up down here.

Know these tunnels
better than anyone.

Vincent's my
best friend.

We hang out.

Look, something's wrong,
something's broken,

something needs fixing,
so they come to Mouse.

Even in the Silence.

It's okay.

I'm a friend of Vincent's.

Mouse, you've
got to come.

Thought you broke the Silence
'cause you missed me. Listen to me!

There's been a cave-in.

Father and Vincent
are trapped.

My God, where?

The Maze.

This is bad.

Worse than bad,
worse than worse.

What the hell is this?

JAMIE:
She was with Mouse.

I'm a friend of Vincent's.

Are they alive?

We don't know.

MOUSE:
Never get through this way,

one rock at a time.

It's the only way in.
We can do it.

Not in time.

Run out of air in there
before you get through.

Well, then, there must be
another way in.

Through the other side.

That's crazy.

It's solid rock!

No, another tunnel.
I remember.

Well, you remember wrong.

See for yourself.

There's no other way.

Maps are wrong!

I know what I know, and I know.

WINSLOW:
Well, I'm not risking their lives

because you say you know!

Now, let's get back to work!

What if Mouse is right?

Got a new machine,
digging machine,

best one yet.
Dig through

the other side.
GIRL: His machine might work.

If there's
the slightest chance...

Leave it alone!

We wasted enough time.

Now, let's get back to work!

MOUSE:
Go on.

Do it your way.

Waste more time.

Anyone coming with me?!

BOY:
I'll come with you, Mouse.

(distant clanging)

Catherine is with them.

Catherine?

I can feel that she's near.

How could she know?

She knew.

She must've known.

How?

I don't know.

Our bond...

is stronger and deeper

than either of us
can begin to imagine.

As if both your destinies
were inextricably linked.

Yes.

As if your hearts,
in their search for union,

could transcend
time and space,

circumvent the laws
of physics and probability.

Yes.

One June afternoon,

nearly 40 years ago,

I was walking
along 57th street.

As I approached Fifth Avenue,

I saw the loveliest woman
I'd ever in my life seen.

She was walking toward me
in a summer dress,

a soft breeze was blowing.

She was a vision.

She wasn't merely beautiful.

Her eyes were beaming

with intelligence and humor,
full of life.

Her gaze met mine for a moment,

and left me...

utterly speechless.

I knew then that this
was the woman

I'd searched
all my life for.

Before I could even
think of doing anything, she...

she'd stepped into a cab
and was gone.

Gone.

What did you do?

Oh, I tried to find her.

I went back to the same corner
the next day, and the next.

A day never went by
when I didn't think of her

and wonder.

I hope that's not the end.

Well...

a year passed by.

One day, I was
walking along 57th,

when a cab drew
into the curb.

And out...

she... stepped...

at almost the same spot.

A year later,

we were married.

Margaret.

Yes.

Margaret.

So you see, Vincent, I, too,

know of miracles.

That's a
wonderful story.

Well, I wanted you
to hear it.

Vincent,

I understand more than you think

about your Catherine,
about your bond.

(groans softly)

(grunts)

(sighs)

You're in much pain.

(chuckles):
Enough.

(rumbling)

(squeaking)

Looks bad, doesn't it?

There's so much more
I wanted to tell you.

We'll walk out of here together.

I promise.

This is the machine?

Not yet. Will be.

Not here, there.

Come on, help.

Jamie.
Yes.

Give the box to Catherine.

Okay, good, okay, fine.

Here.

� �

(people chattering)

(straining)

(panting)

(grunts)

(motor running)

(drill squealing)

(loud clank)

(grunts)

BOY:
Mouse, you all right?

No good, no good, no good.

Three drill
bits ruined

for three inches of hole.

We have to keep going.

Could go above,
find what's needed.

Construction shack,
maybe, big job.

No time.

What, you need more tools?

Tell me what you need.

Maybe I could get them.

You?

Explosives?

Tungsten carbide
drill bits?

Huh.

I know a man
who might be able to help.

Come on, Mouse,
guide me up.

Must be sure, no time to waste.

I'm sure!
Let's go!

Okay, good, okay, fine.

(rubble falling)

(panting)

Are they s...
still drilling?

They'll soon break through,

and this will be
no more than a memory.

Vincent...

(panting)

It's very hard to breathe.

Help is coming.

Father, please
stay with me.

(coughs)

Father, listen.

To see the world in
a grain of sand...

Listen, Father!

To see the world
in a grain of sand...

What's the next line?

(panting)

And... And heaven
in a wildflower.

To hold infinity

in the palm of your hand...

And...

eternity...

in an hour.

(birds chirping)

(sighs softly)

(phone ringing)

Listen, I thought
I told you that I didn't...

Of course I'll see her.

Send her in.

Catherine,
what's the matter?

What happened to you?

I need a favor.

You look shaky.
Come on, sit down.

I'll get you
a brandy.

I don't need a brandy!

What I need is your help.

Tell me what you want.

(laughs)

A tungsten
carbide drill bit?

You've given up the law
for hard rock mining?

This is no joke.

My need is real
and immediate,

and I don't have time
to spar with you!

I don't get an
explanation?

No.

I'm sorry.

I'm asking you to trust me.

That's all I ever
asked of you.

I must have called you 50 times
since our disagreement.

(pushing phone keys)

You always so certain
you're right?

Hi. It's Elliot Burch.

Get me Jack, quick.

Jack?

I got a friend
coming down.

Give her what she needs.

Yeah, thanks.

He'll be expecting
you, Catherine.

Next time you call, I'll be in.

Why?

Because you didn't put
a price tag on this.

(rumbling, debris falling)

(breathlessly):
We haven't much air left.

No use
fooling ourselves.

We mustn't lose hope.

I haven't much time left,
Vincent.

Father, please.

No, please, listen to me.

Our world... must continue.

A lot of good
and trusting people

depend on this place.

It's all they have.

Our world will continue...

and you'll live to see it
for many years to come.

(panting):
If I don't...

your voice will be needed.

Mine is not the only voice.

It's the truest...

and the strongest.

Promise me

you'll keep our...
Shh, Father.

No, no, please.

Please.

Promise me you'll keep
our dream... alive.

Promise.

It won't be without sacrifice.

The colors...

I think I miss colors
most of all.

They've even begun to fade
from my mind's eye.

I wish you could have seen
the blue of the Pacific

under a summer sun.

The green of the grass
at Ebbets Field.

Fall leaves blazing orange
and yellow in Vermont.

But I have seen them...

all, Father.

No child ever had
a better guide.

Your words painted pictures
that I will never forget.

You took me around the world.

Twain's Mississippi.

Kipling's India.

Jack London's Klondike.

You made them come
alive for me.

There aren't many places
left to go.

MOUSE:
You're good at finding and taking.

I love this stuff.

Tried to find some once--

didn't have any bolt cutters.

You have used
it before?

Oh, yeah, sure.

Yeah, yeah.

Plenty of times.

One little glob and pow!

(labored breathing)

Catherine.

Hmm. What?

What is it?

She's returned.

They're drilling again.

We'll be out
of here soon.

(drill whirring loudly)

(over drill):
Not working!

Won't go through!

Not strong enough!

I'm going for
the others!

Too stubborn, won't help.

Come with me.

(drill whirring loudly)

Listen to me, all of you.

There is another tunnel,

just like Mouse said.

We've been drilling there.

But we can't get through
without your help.

If you're not gonna work,
get out of the way.

This is our only chance.

You will never get through

in time this way.

Vincent always said you looked
out for one another.

(drill whirring loudly)

(over drill):
Get out of the way!

(whirring grows louder)

All right. All right.

(strained grunting)

Easy now. Easy.

Pat, pat, pat. Pat, pat.

Pat, pat, pat.
It seems like a lot.

Maybe.

Maybe?

You don't know?

You're gonna blow us all
to kingdom come.

MOUSE:
Put the stuff in the holes,

put in the gizmos, set it
off with the other gizmo.

Read all about it.

You've never used
plastic explosive.

Yeah.

Might blow Vincent
and Father up.

Might blow Mouse up.

Might save their lives, too.

Hand me a little gizmo.

(labored breathing)

(breathlessly):
Th... They've st-stopped,

haven't they?

(labored breathing)

Catherine is
frightened.

She's afraid...
you're dead?

No.

Not sadness or despair.

Fear.

You wanna blow up with me?

Go on.

Her, too.

I'll do it.

You take her and go on out.

My gizmos. Go.

You can't detonate
it from the tunnel?

Signal won't go through
solid rock.

Go with Winslow.

Show me what to do,
and I'll do it.

He's my friend, too, Catherine.

You die, Vincent'll
kill me anyway.

Go now.

WINSLOW:
You're crazy, you know that, don't you?

I'm dead,
you take care of Arthur.

Best you don't get
yourself killed.

I am not nursemaiding
no raccoon.

Okay.
Take care.

Come on, let's go.

Hurry. Come on.
Move it.

Come on...
Get under cover.

Hurry...

(multiple explosions)

(shouting and screaming)

(shouting and coughing)

(coughing)

Vincent.

Catherine.

Vincent.

Father's badly hurt.

Mouse.

He stayed behind to set
off the explosives.

(coughing)

Used a touch too much.

Only Mouse I've ever
known with nine lives.

(coughing)

MOUSE:
Vincent.

Father.

FATHER:
Mouse.

Catherine.

I have... no words to thank you.

(subway train passing
in distance)

Catherine.

I've never been
so frightened.

Your courage
saved our lives.

I felt like I was losing
the best part of myself.

I would have
done anything.

It wasn't courage,
Vincent.

It was love.

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