All language subtitles for The Protectors - S02E18 - Burning Bush

Salvation.

Salvation.

Salvation is in resolution.

The resolution of conflict.
There is an ultimate salvation.

The salvation of the spirit.

The spirit embodied in timelessness.

Descending from the pinnacle of eternity,
the grace and beauty of life as it can be.

It will be, when all
ugliness shall become beauty,

and fear shall melt like snow before
the sun. We must let the spirit in,

the voices of our other beings, to
eliminate a world's dimming warmth.

Leave her, Brother Marks. She
is with the spirit. Leave her.

Sister Anne has been chosen
tonight to bear the beauty and

the pain of this
manifestation of grace in the spirit.

Bear her gently away.

Where is she, Mr. Ruhle?

Your daughter joined the
community here in London.

What are they?

Witches?

There's not a great deal known
about them. They protect their privacy.

They produce this magazine, which
they give away free on the streets.

It's a religious order, very sectarian.

A combination of
Christianity and spiritualism.

Spiritualism.

The community is led by Mrs. App Simon.

We checked her out.

She's a medium and a
spiritualist preacher.

How did Anne get involved
in this? This nonsense.

Why did she come to Europe, Mr. Ferris?

Because we thought it would broaden her
experience. Canada can be very insolent.

Anne's a bright girl,
and she needed Europe.

She joined the
community about a month ago.

That's when she stopped writing.

Almost every day I get a letter.

Half in a postcard, and then...

Nothing.

She looks tired.

Ill.

Well, they're vegetarians.

Sometimes it can be
difficult to adjust to their diet.

I want to see her.

My name's Adam Ferris. Yes.

My daughter Anne, she's here.

Anne? Long blonde hair, Canadian.

Sister Anne.

I want to see her. I'm her father.

I have no father on earth.

The only father I
acknowledge is often with the spirit.

Then you don't wish to see him.

So be it.

We did not stop her writing to you.

You didn't encourage her either.

We respect privacy, Mr. Ferris.

This is Sister Anne's other life.
We had no wish or right to intrude.

You knew who she was. To us, she
was a young girl who needed help.

Comfort, peace of mind.

But you knew she was my daughter.

Yes, we did.

And very wealthy.

That did not stop us from
inviting her to join our community.

Stop?

Yes, Mr. Ferris, stop.

We follow Christ's example in this.

It is easier for a camel
to pass through the eye of

a needle than for a rich
man to enter eternity.

We disdain worldly values.

Where is she?

She doesn't wish to see you.

What the hell are you saying? I should
have thought it was abundantly clear, Mr.

Ferris. Sister Anne does
not wish to speak to you.

My own daughter? She has every
right. What have you done to her?

This is a private house, Mr.
Ferris. We invited you in.

Now we wish you to leave.

I warn you.

I'll tear this place apart if I have to.

You will leave, please.

Anne!

It was cowardly of me not to face you.

It is right that I should tell you.

Tell me what?

I have abandoned my old way of
life and all that goes with it.

Including me, your own father?

I am reborn.

My true father is of the spirit.

But Anne... I have given my
body and my soul to the faith.

You've been brainwashed by these freaks.

I know it's hard for you, but leave me.

Leave me in peace, please. Please.

Please.

We will look after her. I'll be back.

She will not see you a second time.

Goodbye, Mr. Ferris.

It's a tricky situation.

Legally, your daughter is independent.

She can live anywhere she pleases.
I've got to get her away from that house.

Even if she's happy there?

Look, in order to become a
permanent member of that community,

their law decrees that all private
possessions should be given away.

Anne is a very wealthy girl.

If anything should happen to me...

It's difficult.

Don't get me wrong, Mr. Rule.

I'm only interested now in leading a
happy, useful, and fulfilled life.

She says she's happy,
but I know her too well.

I don't think she is,
or will be, or can be.

We should meet Mrs. App Simon.

She's a female Svengali.

I'd like to talk to her.

From the inside,
though. That won't be easy.

Could I have another drink? Yeah.

I'm sorry.

Don't worry. I didn't think. Are you ill?

No, I'm all right.

Are you drunk?

A little, a little.

When did you eat last?

I can't remember. Come with us.

Sorry. We can help you. Come on.

I'm sorry.

I need somewhere to
belong and someone to look at

me and to talk to me
like I was a human being.

She understands.

But we don't know anything about
you, who you are, where you come from.

We know he's a drunk.

Does that exclude him from
needing to be loved, cared for?

She asked me to come.

Come on.

I didn't... She said that
you were Christian folk.

She's just looking for somewhere
to stay, an easy time. I will work.

I'll earn my own keep.

I don't need no chair.

This is not a doss house.

But Mark, I feel a shh.

You say you would like
to join our community.

Well, not if you don't want me.

We will give you a period of probation.

You must prove to us all that you are
genuine in your desire for spiritual guidance.

Since you brought him here, and
are so obviously sympathetic, Anne,

I'm going to make you responsible for him.

That's fair.

And I can stay?

Provided you work hard and obey our rules.

And that means no alcohol.

We bathe every day. We're up at six
and in bed by nine. We do not eat flesh,

and we do not tolerate excuses.

After a week, we will review
the situation. Until then,

you will confine yourself
to your room and wherever

Brother Mark instructs you to work.

Anywhere else is strictly
private. Is that understood? Yes, ma'am.

Thank you, ma'am. Thank you.

I'm sorry.

There's someone, someone
trying to come through.

Are you there, my daughter?

Look, it's my mother.

Anne.

Anne.

I'm here, mother.

I'm here. Anne, my darling.

I've tried so often to reach you.

I hoped and prayed you would come through.

You are now at peace and open in thought.

You have turned away from the
skepticism of your time. Is Adam here? Father,

he is not a believer. Pity.

I would so like to have touched
him. Do you remember last Christmas?

The bird in the chimney?
Such happy, happy times.

Don't go, Mother. Don't go.
Please, not so soon. Don't go.

Did we make contact?

Yes.

My mother. It was my mother.

You have earned this visit.

I hope it was the first of many.

You must have loved your
mother dearly, did you?

You must have tripped.

What are you doing here?

I hear a sound.

Come down here and find you on the
floor with a torch in your hand.

In my hand?

Yeah. What are you doing here?

I thought I heard someone.

But, thank goodness, someone...
Thank goodness no one else heard.

You know what Mrs. App Simon said?

Sorry.

I must get to our
rooms quickly. All right.

Apparently, Anne has already
donated a large sum of money

to the building of a
psychical research center.

That's all Ferris was told.

We need more information than that.

Yeah, well, I'll use
every contact we have.

Okay, find the
Contessa. She knows people that

we've never even heard of. Yeah, okay.

Hey, by the way, how's
the vegetarian diet?

I like it.

Uh-huh.

Where have you been? Oh, I'm
sorry. I didn't know what time it was.

You've been gone for two hours.

I took a walk.

You have work to do. I'm
sorry. It won't happen again.

I warned them about you.

I can explain.

Don't waste your time.

All right.

I know that the rule of
the community is that

all private
possessions must be given away.

But getting a 19-year-old girl to sign
her will seems to me to be a little unusual.

The spirit must have sent you to me.

Who is it? Mark.

What do you want?

Please, it's urgent.

Well?

It's your friend.

Harry?

I found him down the old wine
cellar so drunk he could hardly stand.

Oh no, he promised me.

Well, we could try and get him to
his room, but we'll have to hurry.

What have you done to him?

He's hurt.

No one ever comes down here.

What are you doing?

Wait and see.

Mark, have you seen Sister Anne?

Not since last evening. Why?

She's disappeared. Nobody knows where
she is. Her bed hasn't been slept in.

Oh, that's funny.

Why?

That new man in the probationary,
always hanging around her. He's gone too.

Hardly a coincidence.

He was always with her,
touching her, eyes on her.

She's very attractive.

Look, as soon as there's any news, he'll
let us know. Hello, yes? It's for you.

Yes, this is Adam Ferris.

Mrs. Abt-Simon?

When?

Last night.

No, I haven't seen her at all.

What did she want?

Anne's disappeared.

They're very worried about
you, searching everywhere.

But they won't phone the police.

Not until I accidentally find
your bodies down here in a few days.

It's all worked out so perfectly.

Anne signed her will last week.

I witnessed it. She left
everything to the community.

I warned them about you.

You're a drunk.

Unpredictable.

You got drunk, bestial,
and forced her down here.

And when she wouldn't lay still, he
killed her. He didn't mean to. He was drunk.

Crazed with whiskey. Then unable to
face what he did, he committed suicide.

They'll find you together.

I thought they might have come to you.

The man you know as a
stuttering drunk is working for me.

His name's Harry Rule.
He's a private investigator.

And if he did leave here with Anne of his
own volition, he would have contacted me.

He was gonna kill us.

Something stopped him.

We gotta find that map, then.

Your voice!

Yeah.

It's different.

I'm gonna call the police.

Mrs. O'Simon!

Adam, thank heaven. Where's Harry?

Mark, he tried to kill us.
Mark. Harry's gone after him.

Come on.

I did it all for you.
For the faith, the spirit.

Money is power, the power to
spread the truth, the word.

What's a life if it means
the opening of many minds?

You can't touch me!

I'm one of the chosen ones!

Sometimes it is better not to question.

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