All language subtitles for Under the Dome - 1x09 - The Fourth Hand.en

JULIA: Chester's Mill is
a place like any other.

At least it used to be

until we were cut off
from the rest of the world

by a mysterious dome.

(cows bellowing)

Invisible, indestructible,

and completely inescapable.

We're trapped.

JULIA: We don't know where it
came from or why it's here,

but now that we're all trapped
under the dome together,

none of our secrets are safe.

Yesterday,

Norrie and I, we found

this... egg

with its own little
dome around it.

The monarch will be crowned.

(gasps)

(gunfire)

You don't want to make
an enemy of me, Barbie.

There's two sides
to that coin, Jim.

What do you think of when I say
"The monarch will be crowned"?

Uh... what are you
talking about?

I wish I knew.

It's not much further.

You said it's an egg?

With its own little
mini-dome around it?

Yes, you've only
asked me 20 times.

Well, you got to admit,
it sounds kind of out there.

Yeah, I guess I
wouldn't believe it

if I hadn't seen it.

And Joe thinks that
this thing could be

what's powering the dome?

Yeah, he just didn't know how.

You ever been to a planetarium?

Once in high school.

Why?

Maybe...

that egg is projecting the dome
around us the same way

a planetarium projector
surrounds you with stars.

Well, you're gonna get
to test that theory,

'cause here it is.

I don't see an egg.

I am not crazy.

It was clearly right here.

Where'd it go?

LINDA:
Barbie, you around?

Yeah, Linda. Go ahead.

Shots fired on Greenway Street.

I need you here now.

I'm on my way.

I should go help.

I have to find this thing.

When you do, come find me.

JOE:
Norrie?

There's only one
rule when it comes

to catching a chicken.

Which is?

It ain't easy.

Yeah, but you have to kill it.

I think they're kind of cute.

(grunts)

(laughs)

Okay, so when
your apparition told Julia

that the monarch
will be crowned,

what do you think that means?

Guess somebody in here
gets to be king.

Or it could have something to do
with those monarch butterflies

that were outside the dome
three days ago.

Well, we should go back out
to that mini-dome.

See if we can get your
apparition to explain himself.

After we catch dinner.

(grunts)

Good morning.

Very good,
judging by that smile.

Well, things are looking up
in this town.

Yeah, I heard, uh, Barbie got
the water flowing again.

A lot of Chester's Millers
made that happen.

And I just, uh, hammered out

a food deal with our farmers.

We barter goods and services

for vegetables, meat.

Good.

'Cause I want
to keep this place open.

Really?
Yeah.

I know I can't run it
as good as Rose did.

Probably can't offer more
than one or two items a day.

But I think it's important.

Ah, so, from waitress to manager

in a little over a week, huh?

From waitress to owner.

I want the deed, free and clear.

For the first time in my life,
I want to be responsible

for something.

The only way to do that,
sink or swim,

is for it to be on me.

Let me give it some thought.

You do that.

(panting):
Hey.

What happened?

Is he okay?

By pure luck.

The bullet only grazed him.

So who fired the shot?

His neighbor, Ted Utley.

And I'd do it again.
BARBIE: Whoa. Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa.
I'm sorry about

Mr. Feldman.
I wasn't shooting at him.

But I have a right to defend

my property. And that freak,
he was banging on my door.

What freak?
At my house. He's still inside.

Weird-looking guy showed up,
ranting that he had to hide

from the voices coming
from the dome.

I said I had a gun,
but he wouldn't leave,

so I fired off a couple shots
to scare him off.

Except you hit your neighbor.
And that freak

didn't even run off.

This thing started off
by killing people,

and now it's just driving
the rest of us crazy.

You know, we're all
gonna die in here.

Just calm down, Mr. Utley, okay?

We're gonna go get the guy
out of your house.

Preferably without anyone else
getting shot.

Stop talking to me, Dome!

Get out! I need quiet!

Get down! Get back!
Let me see your hands!

Let me see your hands! Get down!
Please don't hurt me!

Hands behind your head.
I just got to stop the voices!

Larry?
You know this guy?

Yeah, I've busted him
a million times for drugs.

Oh, so it's not the dome talking
to you, is it? It's the drugs.

Yeah, what is it this time,
Larry? Meth? Crack?

Rapture.

Never heard of it.

It's like every
kind of high combined.

Coggins promised it'd
be like seeing Heaven.

The-the preacher sold you drugs?

Yes, right there
at his funeral home.

I need more!

Hi, Ange.
Get the hell out of here.

Please, I'm not gonna hurt you.
I just...

wanted something to eat.
No, Junior. No.

This is my place now,

and I reserve the right
to refuse service to anyone,

especially psychos who chain up
their ex-girlfriends.

I only did that because the
dome was making you sick.

I'm not sick, Junior.

The dome has nothing
to do with me.

Angie.

Angie!

The pink stars are falling.

The pink stars
are falling in lines.

The pink stars are falling.

(door creaks)

You got one second to tell me

why I shouldn't
blow your damn head off.

Because you don't want
to ruin this beautiful face?

Hi, Jimmy.

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Let me out!
Angie, Angie...

(panting anxiously) Help!
Angie, relax.

Calm down, okay? You're safe!
(grunting) Somebody help me!

You're safe.
(shouts, grunts) Until what?

Until you lock me
into the fallout shelter again?

You had a seizure.

You kept saying:
"pink stars are falling."

I only put you back there
to keep you safe.

I had a seizure?

And I took care of you.
Like I am now.

See?
I brought you home.

(panting)

(birds chirping)

(sighs)

You're really letting me go?

I think I'll see you again.

The mini-dome's gone?

No mini-dome, no egg.

Just a pile of leaves
and a hole in the ground.

You guys didn't move it,
did you?

No. Why would we?

I don't know,
but we need to find it again.

I just wish my mom was
still here to help us.

I can't believe she was
alive just two days ago.

How's Carolyn doing?

She's still grieving.

Should you stay with her?

We had a long talk
this morning, and...

she said she just needs
some time alone.

And I need to do this.

(door opens)
Hey.

(panting)
JOE: Angie.

You...
look like crap.

Thanks.

I just had a seizure
at the diner. (anxious laugh)

What do you mean
you had a seizure?

ANGIE: I mean I was just
standing there and then I...

I went blank and... collapsed.

Did you say, "The pink
stars are falling"?

How did you know that?

Because Norrie and I have had
the exact same seizure.

What? Why didn't you tell me?

You haven't exactly
been here a lot.

Oh, my God.

Angie...

(sighs)
Junior's right.

I am sick.

JULIA: Honey, why don't you
sit down for a minute?

(panting)

No, I need to get
a glass of water first.

Joe...

did you know that Angie
has a butterfly tattoo?

Yeah. My parents almost
killed her when she got it.

And now she's having seizures.

Maybe she's the monarch
who will be crowned.

My sister? No way.

And monarch butterflies
are orange.

Angie's is blue and yellow,

so there goes that theory.

Well, the only way
we're gonna get answers

is if we find the mini-dome.

What about that contraption
that Dodee made--

the yagi?

It locates energy
sources, right?

Yeah. If the egg's
what's powering the dome

then the yagi might help us
track it down.

Let's ask her to borrow it.

Dodee got a little weird
the last time

she was around the two of you.

Better let me go talk to her.

Big Jim at a loss for words.

Never thought I'd see the day.

What are you doing here, Max?

I can't just drop in
on an old friend?

I mean inside the dome.

Did you get through it somehow?

Like I would try
and break in? Please.

No. I don't like being in
this crappy town on a good day.

So you got trapped.
The one day

I decide to leave Westlake
to come see you

and that thing just...
comes down out of nowhere.

You were coming to see me?
Yeah, I kept hearing

about problems
with our little arrangement.

The one you assured me
you had under control?

Which I did.

So... Duke Perkins
wasn't getting antsy

about looking the other way?

And the wacko preacher wasn't
making up his own batches

of our product?

Rapture... is your product, Max.

Which I never could
have gotten off the ground

without you and your supply
of my secret ingredient.

Duke and Coggins
aren't a problem anymore,

so you can relax.

And, uh...

if you got caught in here
like the rest of us...

where the hell you been

the last eight days?

I found a house.
The people who are

living there, they got
caught outside the dome--

lucky bastards--
and, um...

Been there.

Hoping that someone would
free us from this nightmare,

and when that didn't happen, I...
You...

decided to make the best
of a bad situation.

(smacks lips)

You know me so well, Jimmy.

What's that expression?

Uh, "Never let a good
crisis go to waste"?

(chuckles): Well, I
would say Chester's Mill

is in more than a crisis, so...

you and I need to get to work.

And you're the man
to make it happen.

(wood cracking, door clattering)

I'm not sure
I've ever seen a town

where the preacher
was also the mortician.

Reverend Coggins always said

he ran a one-stop
"body and soul" shop.

So let's see what
he left behind.

I really can't believe this.

What, that Coggins

was making drugs?

I've known him
since I was a little kid.

Well, he was probably
taking them, too.

Guy seemed high as a kite
every time I met him.

This is the recipe
he was using.

Denatured alcohol,
chemical stabilizers...

Liquid propane.

I've never heard of that
being used to make drugs.

Well, still, if
you need propane,

this town seems to have
a hell of a lot of it.

This one goes out to WYBS's
regular deejay, Phil Bushey,

who was dumb enough
to try and stop a bullet

with his shoulder yesterday.

Feel better, Philly.

Holding down the fort, huh?

Trying to.

I also send out an all-bandwidth
SOS every three hours, but...

Let me guess-- no word
from the outside world.

Not even a peep.

So, what are you up to?

I was wondering if I could borrow
the yagi for a couple hours.

Why?

Dome has to have some kind

of power source.

Thought I'd take another
shot at wandering around,

see if anything makes it ping.

I know, it's a long shot,

but it's still better
than nothing, right?

The yagi's not gonna help you,

'cause it stopped working
after Joe and Norrie

touched the dome the other day.

Really?
Yeah. It's another freaky thing

that happened because of them.

Wait, this wasn't
their idea, was it?

No, this one's all me.
Good, 'cause I still don't trust those two.

Have you told anyone else that?
No.

Like I promised I wouldn't.
Look, are we done here?

'Cause I've got a lot of work to do.
Yeah, sure.

Thanks, anyway.

Heard you had a shooting.

A junkie broke in to Ted Utley's
house and he shot at him.

Luckily no one
was seriously hurt.

Hope we can say that next time.

Next time?

Someone opens fire.

You know it's gonna happen.

I've been thinking-- a lot of
folks have guns in our town.

The only reason Ollie was able
to cut us off from his well

was because he and his crew
were armed to the teeth.

So what are you saying,
we collect all the guns?

We might want to think about it.

Jim, people have a Constitutional
right to bear arms.

If we're still
a part of America.

Of course we are.
Really?

With that dome cutting
us off, I'd say we're

looking more like
our own country every day.

I mean, resources

are only gonna get scarcer,

tensions aren't going down
anytime soon...

That's only gonna raise it more.

Look, I know it's
gonna be controversial,

but what's the harm
in proposing the idea?

I mean, come on, Barbie,

you saw neighbor
turn against neighbor in Iraq--

how'd that go?

It's never pretty.
So let's not

have that happen here.

I go on the radio,
I float the idea--

it's a totally
voluntary program.

I mean, hell, mine... mine's
the first on the stack.

All right.

As long as it's voluntary
and temporary.

But the moment
this dome comes down...

People get their guns back.
Course.

You're gonna need help
making that happen, so...

that should be me.

Only if I can count on you.

You made the sale,
Jim, so... let's go.

You really on board with this?

Hell, no, but I'm
gonna stay close to him;

I want to see what he's up to.

Attention, people
of Chester's Mill,

this is Councilman Jim Rennie with
a very important public message.

(over radio): Folks, I need your
help to make our streets safer

and our citizens more secure.

I'm starting
a firearm turn-in program.

This program is
completely voluntary.

None's coming to your home.

This is just a way for all of us
to show each other that

no one means
anybody else any harm.

And of course...

as soon as this crisis is over,

you all get your guns back.

And as a reward,
anyone who participates

will get extra food,

extra propane.

So come on down
to the Sweetbriar Diner,

and bring your rifles,

your handguns, your ammo,
whatever you got.

And remember, as always...

we'll get through this...
just as long

as we all pull together.

And this is me
on my first birthday.

Cute.
Dressed up for my cousin's wedding.

Aw, sweet.
Oh, I didn't mean to put that one in there.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, go back to that one.
You're shirtless.

Let's see those abs of yours.

Moving on.

(door opens)

Hey, guys.

Where's the yagi?

Broken... if Dodee
is to be believed.

Either way, we need another
way to find the mini-dome.

We could go door-to-door.

(chuckles): Ask anyone if
they went out for a walk

and happened to bring back a mysterious
orb the size of a beach ball.

Or we could use his nose.

He sensed the mini-dome
before we could even see it,

and started growling.

Maybe he'll do it again.

Come on, we're taking a drive.

Where to, boss?
Propane warehouse.

Reverend Coggins was using
that stuff to make drugs.

Junior.

Uh... sorry, but do you mind if I
don't go with you on this one?

You can't just bug out on the job
whenever you feel like it. I know,

but this is important.

Angie...

...needs my help.

Keep your radio on.

Thanks, Linda.

I knew you'd come find me.

Why have you always said that
the dome is making me sick?

Because it's true.

So you've locked me up?
In the bomb shelter, to keep you safe.

But now you're out
and you're even sicker.

But there's more,

isn't there?

Yeah.

But I didn't realize it
until this morning,

when you had a seizure and started
talking about pink stars.

What about them?

Come on. I want
to show you something.

(quiet sigh)

(sighs)

Okay, I'm coming.

Much appreciated,
Mr. Danbury.

Come down for
some extra propane.

Thank you, sir.

BIG JIM: I can't believe
how many of our gun owners

showed up already,
and on such short notice.

Big Jim talks, and people listen.
They do

when it's the right idea.

Here you go, Jim.

Thanks.

Hey, listen, if you see
Ted Utley, tell him

I was hoping to see him down here today.
Well, I saw him earlier.

He said you'll have to kill him
before he gives up his guns.

(quietly):
Damn it.

(racks slide)

Hey, a guy like Utley,

you knew he was
never gonna comply.

Ted has always been
a gun collector.

He hasn't always
been wound so tight.

Until the dome came down.

His wife was driving
their kid to camp.

Smashed right into it;
both of them died.

Been worried about him
ever since.

The man's clearly
troubled, Barbie.

Whatever happened to "we're
not coming into your homes,

this is a voluntary program"?

(sighs): Yeah.

Ted's gone cuckoo.

It might be necessary.

Hey, Jim...

If he's so cuckoo, you're
gonna need some backup.

Come on, Truman, where is it?

Where's the mini-dome?

He's too busy showing us
the best places to pee.

What if it didn't move,

and it just disappeared?

Maybe we hallucinated it.

No. I saw it and you saw it.

Things don't just disappear into thin air.
NORRIE: Really?

Just like things don't just
appear out of thin air

and swallow towns whole.

There is a rational
explanation for this.

Okay? For all of this.

There has to be;
we just have to find it.

(Truman growls)

(barking, panting)

Good boy, Truman.
That's it, that's it.

(birds chirping)

(Joe grunts)
(Truman barking)

Great. Birds.

Come on. Let's keep going.

(sighs)

About time the cops decided

to see what's going
on with this place.

I saw you drive up
from my porch over there.

I seen a lot of suspicious
things from that porch.

Like?
Boomer's truck blow up the other day.

Oh, but that was an accident.
He was smoking.

Lot of other trucks
coming and going, too,

the past couple of months.
People here day and night.

And why's our town
stockpiling all this propane

in the first place?

Seems awfully convenient
once that dome came down.

Why didn't you come and tell me?

I told our former sheriff,

God rest his soul.
Duke knew about this?

Maybe it just slipped his mind.

Or he didn't want you to know.

When I called him,
he just about hung up on me.

Never heard the man
sound so nervous.

Go talk to Julia Shumway.

She'll tell you I said
something here was fishy.

(sighs)

(gunshot)

You didn't have to come.

I'm going in to talk
to Ted Utley.

Make your way around the side,
see if you can

find a window
and get a bead on him.

But do not fire

unless things go sideways.

(gunshot)

(grunts)

That sideways enough for you?

Don't worry, Angie,
I promised you

and my dad I'd never hold you
against your will again.

But where are you taking me?

Right over here.

Your mom's studio?

Seems like yesterday
she was in here.

Not nine years ago.

She loved making art.

I remember.

I took her pottery class
in junior high.

But what does any of this have
to do with my seizure?

A couple months before she died,
she had this dream about me,

and she... woke up,
she came out here

and she just started painting
this as fast as she could.

(panting quietly)

Now, in her dream,

I was on this hill...

...looking up at these.

Pink stars.

Ted?

It is Jim Rennie.

I'm coming in,

so you're gonna put
that gun down.

Got that?

TED:
Yeah.

BIG JIM: I'm guessing
that shot at my car...

was a misfire

'cause I know you, Ted.

You're no killer.

Expecting that gun to be down.

Good.

Now I'm gonna put my gun away...

...and you and I are gonna talk.

(exhales)

What's going on, Ted?

I can't do it, Jim.

Turn in your firearms, you mean?

That dome's already taken

enough from me.

I know.

Janice and Scott.

I'm not giving up
one more thing.

(exhales)

Ted, listen to me.

I know how you're feeling.

Okay? I lost

Pauline out of the blue,
nine years ago.

There's not a day that goes by
where she isn't on my mind.

It'll get better,
I promise you.

I'm sorry, Jim.

But there's nothing here
for me anymore.

(shouts)

No!

(pants)

Take my friend here
to the clinic,

see if they can sedate
him for the night.

Let's go back there and
pack up those firearms,

get 'em ready to go.

Will do.

Listen, Barbie,
I could practically feel

that red dot on the
back of my head so...

glad you kept your cool and
didn't accidentally ice me.

(door scraping
over glass shards)

Duke?

(beep)

What the hell were you up to?

But I don't understand
why your mom would paint these.

I don't know either.

Maybe way back then,
she knew the dome was coming.

Or... the stars
are something

that will happen
now that the dome is here.

You think
she could see the future?

If she did, then you can, too,
because you started talking

about the pink stars
during your seizure.

I-I was just babbling.

Unless you weren't.
Junior...

Do you really think
her painting it

and you saying it
was a coincidence?

I don't know what to think.

Yes, you do.

You know I've been right
about this all along.

I'm not crazy.

And my mom wasn't either.
She knew something was coming.

And... I must be part of it
because I'm in this painting.

And now obviously
you're part of it, too.

Don't you see how great that is?

Great?

How is any of this great?

It's great
because we're in this together.

I always loved you, Angie.

And now we're connected
through something even bigger

and better than that.

So... now what?

Go back to your pal Linda

and tell her everything
was on the up-and-up after all.

(door opens, shuts)
MAX: Good job with the guns.

Now, that is
what I call a success.

Uh, you didn't have
to come by here.

And miss the chance
to congratulate you in person?

Since when did you turn down
a pat on the back?

This is, uh,
Dale Barbara. He...

Oh, Barbie and I
know each other.

NORRIE:
That was a whole day wasted.

Maybe we'll come up with a way
to find the mini-dome tomorrow.

Hey, Truman.
Where's your bowl?

Let's get you fed.

I'm gonna go check on Carolyn.
All right.

(barking)

NORRIE: (sighs)
What is it this time?

A squirrel?
Probably a barn rat.

(Truman barking)

(Truman growling, snarling)

♪

You're not gonna say
anything to me, Barbie?

"Long time no see"?

"Hey, you look great"?

Hello, Max.

Anything to say to me?

After claiming all this time

to be just a guy
passing through,

never been to Chester's Mill
or anywhere around here?

Oh, kind of how you claimed that

collecting all these
was your idea?

Because she put you up to it.

No, I did what's best for this town.
Oh, yeah.

Lying through your teeth
every step of the way.

Girls, girls, girls,
you're both pretty.

Which is why I'm cutting you in
on our plan for Chester's Mill.

Step one: disarm the opposition.

Hard times mean
desperate people.

Especially in this
pressure cooker. And...

everything that Big Jim
said, that was true.

We only want people to
be safe and... happy.

Let me guess, next,
you're gonna give 'em a little

black market to occupy
their time, am I right?

Huh? Some booze? Drugs?

A little gambling?

See? You have nothing
to worry about.

He gets it.

Who the hell said that
I'm gonna help you?

Who says you have a choice?

You have quite a few secrets
buried in your past, Barbie.

I would hate for those secrets

to get dug up
for everyone to see.

BIG JIM:
Oh, please, please, dig 'em up.

Careful what
you wish for, Jimmy,

because while I'm digging,
I might accidentally reveal

a few of the pies you've got your
fingers stuck in around town.

You both have been
working for me,

even if you didn't
know about each other,

and now is not the time
to grow a conscience

unless you want to
face a jail cell.

Or a lynch mob or...
whatever it is

that passes for justice
around here these days.

You're not bulletproof, Max.

Which is why I have
an insurance policy in place.

Anything bad happens to me,
your secrets still come out.

All right.

Like I said, great
job today. Jimmy,

make sure these get loaded up and
delivered to the cement factory.

Truck's waiting out back.

Give her a kiss good-bye
for me, will you?

Look at us.

Back in business.

And to think, it all
started... (sighs)

with you buying me that drink,

oh, so many months ago.

No, you bought me the drink.

And then two days later,
we came up for air.

Look, whatever you and
Jim are up to here,

you are making a huge mistake.

And you're right there with us.

No, I don't think so.

So... you
don't care if

Julia Shumway hears you
murdered her husband?

E-Excuse me?
Oh, please.

You called me from
your car afterwards.

You were frantic
because he fought back.

And then I start hearing rumors

that Dr. Shumway
has vanished.

The pillow talk
between you and Julia

is gonna be done when she finds
out you're the reason why.

What?

Oh. (laughs)

You're surprised that I know
you're screwing the widow, too?

For the past eight days,
I've been watching you,

and Big Jim, and everyone
in this hellhole.

So keep that in mind
before you even think

about opening your big mouth.

I can't believe it's here.

Yeah, and still...

doing whatever
the hell it does.

(panting quietly)

That's what you found
in the woods, isn't it?

What you started
to mention earlier?

Yeah. Two days ago.

And you're not
freaking out about it?

Believe me, I want to.

But I can't deny
that I'm a part of this now.

(laughs)

And besides...

it's kind of cool.
NORRIE: It was in the woods.

How did it get here?

Joe brought it.

What are you talking about?
Did you lie to me?

No, I did not bring
that thing here.

Joe, you don't remember
last night?

What's there to remember?

I was in the kitchen
at, like, 3:00

getting something to drink,
and then you...

came down the stairs and
half scared me to death.

I asked you what you were doing,
and you said that you were

going out on a walk all...
zombie-like.

And then you just walked out.

And you didn't stop me?

I mean, didn't you think
that that was weird?

Of course!

But what isn't these days?

Can't argue that.

Okay.

So I...

guess I was sleep-walking.

But why did I bring
this thing here?

JULIA: But we couldn't find
the mini-dome anywhere.

I told them there has to be
a logical explanation

for why it disappeared.

I mean, this whole time
I have been holding on

to the belief
that there is some...

explanation
for why this is happening.

After today, I don't know.

Maybe we'll never understand.

(chuckles): Maybe it's better
to just say screw it,

and stop looking for answers
we're never gonna get.

Be grateful
for what we do have.

Right, yeah.

You want to tell me
about your day?

Nah, it can wait till morning.

Is that right?

Mm-hmm.

Well, do you want to take me to bed?
(laughs)

Actually, I'm gonna
stay up for a while.

Yeah?
Yeah.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, it's fine.

Fine.

♪

(footsteps in distance)

(clacking, rustling nearby)

♪

Well, maybe you brought it here

'cause no one else
is allowed to see it.

You think?
I don't know.

But that time you shushed the
camera, we thought the dome

was telling us not
to talk about our seizures.

Okay, so maybe only
people who've had them

are supposed to
interact with it.

Which means we
probably shouldn't tell Julia

that we found this again.

Okay, but...

even if it's only
for us to know about,

what do we do with it?

(panting)

(electronic crackling)

(electronic crackling)

(electronic crackling)

Did it do this before?

No.

It's almost like...

these are locks...

and our hands are the keys.

I think we need a fourth hand.

I guess we need to find them.

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