All language subtitles for The.Old.Man.S02E05.WEB

They've come for him.
The family, everyone there,
they're in danger.

And I'm going
to get him back there.

-We're taking him home?
-Something happened...

...between them.

There is
no Angela Adams anymore.

This is a family story.

Cheryl, you understand
how this works.

Sometimes I have to do things
that I can't talk about
with you.

When are we gonna see you again?

The army is gonna burn
this place to the ground.

-Em, you can't stay here.
-I have to stay.

My brother is gone.

As for the two Americans
you brought here.

They are in
the United States now,

working on your orders
to defuse the threat we face.

You're gonna ask me
to help them.

I sure am.

-You okay?
-Yeah. Yeah.

Whatever the two of you
were after, you got a lot closer
than Pavlovich liked.

The bigger problem is
that Emily's lifeline is dead
on the ground over there.

I am as a child.

And everything is new.

I hear the words spoken of you
in mourning...

but they have no meaning.

A language I feel I should know,

but do not yet understand.

I feel their reverence for you.

I feel their loyalty.

I feel their love.

But the words are just sounds.

The movement of air.

So I will say goodbye to you
in my own way.

The way I said goodbye to her.

I do not know you.

Which is to say,
I do not know
the things about you

one might say
are important to defining you.

But maybe there's
a different way of knowing.

A much older way...

from when all we knew
was the deep, dark sea.

And senses long since forgotten.

To feel another pass by unseen

for an instant.

And know if it is
something to fear...

something to fight...

or something more rare.

To know that thing in the dark
is something to hold on to...

for as long as you can.

I know that you are
all three of those things to me.

As fractured of an answer
as I am of a question.

But I'm grateful
we passed each other
in the darkness.

Even if for just an instant.

So I will be here
until the pieces are assembled.

Wherever you are,

wherever you are going...

when you see her...

please be kind to her.

I think she was maybe
just as fractured as we are

and doing the best she could.

And tell her
I found my way home.

What did you say to him?

I told him that Tarik loves him

and will keep him safe...

but that he's going to be
very scared.

And he's going to feel
very alone.

And it's gonna hurt.

It's not good to lie to a kid.

Not when the truth is important.

And not when you anticipate them
becoming an adult

that you'd like to be able
to look in the eyes one day.

All of those things are true.

And Tarik will protect him.

He loves him.

I am hopeful...

on the other side of this,

that you will have a chance
to get to know him.

You are alike in so many ways.

What?

I am very much alone.

Look, I need a plumber.

You said he'd be here
in 30 minutes, and that was
two and a half hours ago.

Yeah, I-- I tried that.

No, I tried that too.

Listen, I know
you're trying to help,
but there are some things

I need an actual human being
to be physically present for.

Cheryl?

Harold?

Oh, my God.

- Oh.
- Oh.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry I didn't call ahead.

Who are you talking to?

Oh, Jesus. Hold on.

No, not you. I-I gotta go,
but can you just get
the plumber here?

-No, no, no, no, no. Wait.
-What?

Just tell him not to come.
I need to talk to you.

Um......
No, actually, tell him we figured it out.

Yeah, have a good night.
What's happening?

Listen, I need to remind you
of something you already know.

-Why would you need to--
-My second set of vows to you.

The ones I made
right after our wedding.

I promised you that I would
leave my work at the door.

That it would never interfere
with our family.

But that...

Some things happened
outside that door

that I wouldn't be able
to tell you about.

That's about
to get more complicated
than it's ever been.

Is Angela all right?

- I believe so, yes.
- But...

I don't have her.

She's in Afghanistan.

She's in danger.
And right now, so am I.

I need you to grab the go bag
for you and Henry.

I wanna put you in a hotel
for a few days.

- Harold--
- The two of you
will be safe there.

-I just need to be careful.
-H-Harold, Henry isn't here.

What? It's--
It's late. Where is he?

Henry doesn't live here anymore.

- Who is it?
- It's-- It's okay.

-They're with me.
-With you? Who's with you?

What do you mean Henry
doesn't live here anymore?

Harold!

You were gonna wait outside
until I explained it to her.

-There's no service in
your driveway. I couldn't wait.
-Oh, a dead spot.

It's hard enough
to get to her, I can't be
sitting out there waiting.

-We need to warn her.
-No.

Yeah, you're right.

This is Angela's father.

Oh.

Nice to meet you.

No, uh... No names.

It's better no names just now.

Keep trying her.
I need a minute,
then we need to go.

I don't want that car
sitting in the driveway
any longer than it has to.

I still need something
to change into.

Take what you want.
Right upstairs.

First door on the right.

What time is it there?

Morning.

It's just hard
to get through there.
It's so far away from anything.

We blew it.

She needs to get out of there.

What happens to him?

Him who?

To Morgan.

Uh, the staff will find him
in the morning,

by which point we shouldn't be
anywhere near here.

I know. I know. I know.

I barely knew him.

How did this happen?

I don't know.

What do you think, then?

Uh... Oh, darn. I think, uh...

I think he was onto something.

I think Pavlovich

really is trying to get control
of Hamzad's mineral deposits.

Yeah.

Bote got too close.

Pavlovich needed him
out of the way, but...

But?

To take the old man out,
and do it on US soil.

The blowback from that,
that's...

That's not a thing you do to
make money from mineral rights.

There's
something going on here
we don't understand yet.

What did that mean?

"Henry doesn't live here
anymore."

Please don't tell me
you sent him--

-He's with Curt and Lois.
-Shit, Cheryl.

He will be staying there
for a while.
It's what's best for him.

-Cheryl, he is not--
-I'm sorry.

I asked you very directly,
"Are we seeing you again?"

I asked you very directly,

"Are you confident
we'd be seeing Angela again?"

-And you didn't answer me.
-I couldn't answer.

Look, I'm not blaming you.
I'm not litigating.

I agreed to play by these rules,
to live without answers.

I signed up for this.

I'm not going anywhere.

But Henry is just a little boy.

He didn't sign up for this.

I just met Angela's father
for the first time,

and you don't want me
to know his name?

Henry needs to be able
to ask questions
and get answers.

And right now...

And I love you, Harold,

and it kills me to say this,

but right now,
we can't do that for him.

Curt and Lois are assholes.

To us. Not to him.

They're his grandparents too.

Used to be easier to pretend

that your work stopped
at the door.

We let Angela in because...

Oh, I don't know why.

By the time we realized
we'd made an exception,

she just fit with us.

And with Chip.

But now...

...I'm trying
really hard, Harold.

But I am drowning

in the absence
of answers.

Angela Adams is a fiction.

Her father,

that man upstairs,

has been a whole series
of fictions ever since
I knew him at the agency.

If you want me to stop,
tell me right now.

This is her?

What?

This is Emily.

Yeah.

Did you know it was like this?

Mmm. Yeah, I knew.

We had to work on
some risks of exposure.
You know, things not to say.

-But she told me--
-No. I mean, like this.

-She's part of this family.
-Oh.

You were close with him
once too, right?

Yeah.

Wasn't it hard?

To be on the outside of this?

Oh, cutting off contact
with Harold, that was
part of the deal.

"The deal"?

Yeah, the deal
that Abbey and I made.

Clean break.

He was
the last connection I had.

Once it was cut, we were free.

She and him were
all the connection I needed.

- There's a difference between
needing and wanting.

Shit.

What the fuck?

Harold. What the fuck?

The fucking water heater sprayed the box.
It shorted everything.

Come on.
Every minute we're in here is another minute that

that car is sitting out there.

- Dad?
- Give me a minute.

Dad?

Harold, get in here.

- Hello?
- Emily.

- Yeah. Hello.
- Yeah. Stay where you are.

If I lose you,
I might not get you back.

Okay. I can't make any promises,
but I can hear you.

Listen, Em.

Morgan Bote is dead.

We reached him, we pushed him,

we were not able to get him
to concede on first contact.

About an hour later,
he was assassinated.

What? By who?

It's a long story.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Harold's fine.

I-I-I'm...
I'm right here, kiddo.

But listen, Emily,

you've got to get
out of there, sweetheart.

- Dad--
- We both know
what's on its way there.

I can't protect you now.

Dad, they're here.

- Oh, shit. All right.
- Uh... No--

We have a guard unit
that's set up in the pass.
They're engaging right now.

- How many men?
- Which? The army or--

No, your guys, the guard unit.
How many are down there?

I don't know.
Twenty maybe.

That's not enough to hold them.
You've got to get out of there.

- I can't do that.
- Em, you really can.

No, I really can't.
And definitely not today.

Jesus Christ.

He's dead, Dad.

Who's dead?

My father.

He died of his wounds
last night, and we
buried him this morning.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Who have you been able
to evacuate so far?

Just some.
But th-this happened fast.

Who's left? Families?

Yeah.

Kids?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Okay, hold on a minute.

All right.
They're through the pass.
They're on their way up here.

- We're moving.
- Don't hang up, Em.

No, I won't. I won't.
You just give me a minute.

I'm by the south well.
We're heading back up
to the compound to regroup.

I-I'll be back on
once we're in, okay?
Just stand by.

Are we muted?

Yeah.

-Those tunnels
you were talking about.
-Yeah.

Do they go far enough away
from the village

-that they can get out that way?
-That's what they're
trying to find out.

-How do you know that for sure?
-I know, Harold. I know.

And they got kids
with them. I don't know
how that's gonna work.

We-We gotta start
making phone calls.

-Who are you gonna call?
-Well, there are people
that we can call.

-That I can call.
-Who?

We lost her once.

We were at this park.

I turned around,
she wasn't there.

Abbey thought I had her.
I thought Abbey had her.

She was...

She was little, you know?
She just wandered off.

Turned out it didn't take us
long to find her.

She didn't get that far.

But, Christ, that feeling.

I've fought in wars so dark,

no one had the stomach
to even give them a name.

And in my life,
I've never experienced
anything like that feeling.

Swore to myself
I'd never let it happen again.

I don't remember
saying it out loud,

but I remember
this look on Abbey's face,

so I must have said something.

And this little smile.

I wasn't sure
if she was laughing at me or

she just felt sorry for me.

For how surprised I'd be

when the day came for me
to finally figure it out.

We used to lose Chip
all the time.

He would just turn up
at other houses
in the neighborhood.

The joke on the street
was why wouldn't we
just put a bell on him

as a matter of courtesy.

- He loved their dogs.
- Yeah.

And we never had one.

But he loved those dogs.

Dad?

Yeah, I'm here.
What's happening?

I'm only
gonna have a minute here.

They're breaching.
I don't think they're far off.

What about the tunnels?

They're breaching
through the tunnels.

How could they do that?

I don't know. We're trying
to barricade the doors, but...

There's
some things that I wanna say.

Is Harold still there?

Yeah, I'm here, kiddo.

Cheryl's here too.

I'm sorry you're about
to go through this again.

Neither of you deserve that.

And I want you to know
that I don't blame you
for what you did.

Dad?

Yeah.

Can you take me off speaker?

Yeah. I'm... I'm here.

I need you
to do something for me.

What is it?

I need you to accept this.

Why this is happening.

Why this happened.

I found something here.

This family is important to me.

That much is true.

And this is not
a rejection of you,

or of Mom,
that much is also true.

Promise me you're gonna find
a way to accept this.

I need to know you aren't gonna
spend the rest of your life
resenting this.

Resenting me for this.
Or resenting this family
for this.

I am asking you
to accept that this is
something that I wanted.

Can you do that for me?

Shit. Shit. No, wait!

No...

I should have stopped her.

How could you have?

From... From what you told me,

this was something
she felt she desperately needed.

I should have stopped her.

And what if you had?

How could she trust you--

I should have stopped her!

I...
...I should have stopped her.

We gotta go.

N-Not yet.

Why?

You heard it too, didn't you?

Yeah.

I wanna know what just happened.

I want some answers.

I'd like to have them right now.

Yeah.

Zoe.

Yeah?

We're gonna go to the car.

We're gonna unload the trunk.

Would you mind taking my wife
in the kitchen

and keeping her distracted
for a bit?

Of course.

What did you mean,
"Did you hear it too"?

What did you hear?

On the phone.

After those men
came in shooting, they weren't
speaking Dari or Pashto.

They were speaking Russian.

What does that mean?

In your conversations
with Morgan Bote,

did he ever mention Pavlovich

having access
to some kind of mercenary army?

So are you inside this thing
or outside?

Beg pardon?

The people inside know.

The people outside wonder
what the people inside know.

I'm asking,
which are you?

I don't exactly know, actually.

Well, then either
you're inside, and you don't
have the heart to tell me,

or you're outside,
and they don't have
the heart to tell you.

I think maybe I'm in
a transitional phase.

Hmm. Funny.

Thank you.

"I want you to know
I don't blame you
for what you did."

Those are the last words
I will ever hear from someone

who spent every holiday
for a decade in my house.

And there's a very good chance

that I will never have
any idea...
...what she was talking about.

There are things you owe
in order to be a partner
in a house.

You know, things you embrace,
things you accept,

things you suppress,

things you fight
within yourself.

Always been fair fights
in our house, I think.

Harold demanded that
of his profession,

demanded that it
treat me fairly.

What a ridiculous thing
to hear myself say right now.

I was asked to distract you.

I know.

I just don't know from what.

Do you know...

Did you know Morgan Bote?

Yes. He was
a friend of Harold's.

Why?

A Russian named Pavlovich
ordered his murder

to protect a business deal
of his in Afghanistan.

He also...

He may have ordered
mercenaries to Afghanistan

to further protect that deal.

The men that killed Emily
were his men.

He won't know anything.

I know you know that.

We're nowhere right now.

Anything he knows
I wanna get out of him.

This is what I do...
what I did for a living.

You know that, right?

No.

Not like this.

I need to do this...

...alone.

I didn't imagine
you'd ever come in here.

Certainly not to visit
the rowing machine I told you
nobody would ever use.

Angela's gone.

Should probably
get out of the habit
of calling her that.

Why shouldn't I call her that?

You're amazing.

Did you not just tell Mom
that name was a fiction?

How is it you can turn anything
into an argument with me?

Oh, I don't know.

This next part
is gonna be hard for you.

All of the fictions you've built

are coming apart all at once.

That you could keep your work
from ever following you
through the front door.

That by keeping us separate,
you could keep us safe.

That you could never resent us
for the effort it took.

Oh, that's not fair.
You know that's not true.

A fiction is a useful thing.

It's just that,
sooner or later,

the truth
has to come up for air.

There was always a part of you
that was left at that door.

A part I'm not sure I ever met.

A part that wants
to come back now.

The best thing
I ever wanted to be
was your dad.

The stuff I fucked up...
...I fucked up.

But I tried. I really did try.

I know.

It would have been nice
to be able to tell you all that

when I had the chance.

To say goodbye seems
like a small thing to ask

in exchange for all the effort.

Some last words
to give a context to it all.

I didn't get it with you.

I didn't get it with her.

I didn't even
get to do it with Henry.

Last words.

- What is it?
- You were in the room
when it happened at Bote's. Yes?

- Yes.
- Yeah.

Did he say anything
to you before he died?

-No, it happened too fast.
-Did he do anything?
Was he near his computer or--

His phone.

He was holding his phone
in his hand.

Maybe he was sending something.

What was it?

Something that
he wanted to make sure
didn't die with him.

Something important
to this puzzle

that he needed to
get into the hands
of someone he trusted.

To who? To you?

No, no. Not to me.

But I have an idea
who he wanted to send it to.

What happened?

Uh, he didn't know anything
about Pavlovich or Afghanistan
or any of that.

He was just a guy
hired by a guy.

All he knew

was that he was hired for a job
that he failed to complete.

Morgan Bote
wasn't his only target.

Who was his other target?

You.

- Me? Why me?
- Why her?

And me.

Uh, the Dixons.

Marcia and Henry.

- Why?
- Don't know.

Hamzad's lawyer, she wanted
to tell you something,

something she was afraid to say
over the phone.

Maybe she knows.

Something Pavlovich
doesn't want us to know.

Probably.

Something that would
hurt him if it came out.

Probably.

Then we're going to London.

Because fuck him.

I wanna hurt him.

Don't you?

I understand now.

You know, what's happening,
what the stakes are.

Maybe not all of it, but enough.

But...

But you...

I feel like
I understand you less
than I maybe ever have.

I need to do this.

It's just a few days
in the hotel to be safe.

Those two
are probably gonna ask you
to watch their fucking dogs.

But that's up to you.

Help me figure this out
when I get back.

Help me find a better way
to make all this work together.

I-I'll try.

I really will try.

You should get going.

-You're not coming?
-No, no.

They'll get you
to the hotel safely.

I'm just gonna make sure
that everything's cleaned up
before I lock up.

Yeah.