All language subtitles for MILLENNIUM - S02 E16 - Roosters (576p - DVDRip)

Hey.

You looking for me? You must be,
because I'm the only one that lives here.

Easy, Mr Black.

This is who we are.

Put your hands behind your head.

You too.

Frank.

Just let me call Peter Watts.

(Siren)

(phone ringing)

(559715)

What is it you didn't want
anyone else to see, Peter?

(rumbling and roaring)

(rumbling and roaring)

(rumbling and roaring)

(knock at door)

From what we understand, they introduced
themselves as members of the Group.

Considering the division
between secularists

and theologians,
maybe they were.

Everyone knows Frank
was a civilian. He was

always reluctant to
join the Group, period,

let alone tip his hand as to
which Millennium he believed.

We have lost an
exceptional candidate.

I lost him.

I'd like to go to him.

Not to try to get him back,
just to make certain he's OK.

I've been where you're at, Peter. I
spent ten years at the level of patron.

You empathise with your candidate's
doubts, you condole their fear,

you elate at their revelation.

You can't experience that with
another and not feel close to them.

But until the candidate becomes initiated
and comprehends the secrets that we accept,

the affinity is a
one-way street.

You are the last
person he wants to see.

Yeah.

Peter...

I expect an explanation

as to why you covered up the third infrared
image in the Johnston investigation.

Some of my guys found the car.
It was abandoned on Clyde Hill.

No prints, phoney plates, VIN
removed. It's gonna be a bitch to trace.

Yeah.

I see you're thinking about
your own investigation.

Between you and the
Group, I know you got a

good idea, if not proof,
of who the guys were.

- I don't work with the Group any more.
- What?

- No. Hi.
- Hi.

All right. We're gonna
wrap up here. I might

need you to come
for official questioning.

- Yeah, good.
- In the meantime, I, uh...

I gotta take your gun.

My gun?

Any chance you're gonna
stay at Catherine's tonight?

- I'll keep a patrol car outside.
- Thanks, Geib.

- Goodnight, Catherine.
- Night.

Hey. Are you all right?

Mm.

- Where's Jordan?
- She's back at the house with Ann.

You should stay there.

It would be better if
you two stayed here.

Better, or do you mean safer?

What is going on?

Not revealing the truth
is the equivalent of a lie.

Why do you
continue to lie to me?

We're on the brink of a
decision that appears irreversible.

Johnston, a member of great stature,
accountable only to you and the old man,

was destructively working Owls
and Roosters against each other.

I was aware the
revelation of his murder, his

possession of the
Cross of the Crucifixion,

would determine the
outcome of this union.

The infrared image
was my only lead.

I wanted to consult the old man before
I made it admissible to the investigation.

You tried to keep our family safe
and together by withholding the truth.

And now we're apart.

If this is happening again,
haven't you learned your lesson?

It's very difficult to know the
truth, even to... recognise the truth.

I don't believe it's a lie
to reserve information

that could create
catastrophic consequences

until I understand
it for myself.

(Catherine) The problem is,
you're not the only one it affects.

You should have the respect
to allow me to participate

in decisions that are
affecting me and my daughter.

I don't think that's self-centred.
I don't think it's bitchy.

- I think it's just right.
- Suspicions are not truths.

When I am sure, I'll tell you.

Whether the events are
theological or secular,

to survive the events of the millennium,
Peter, our group's purpose must be secret.

Now, I understand your motives,
but we cannot lie to one another.

Geibs, it's Frank. Yeah, I
wonder if you could do me a favour.

Would you position that patrol
car outside Catherine's apartment?

Don't let her know it's there.

What if the results of the carbon
dating prove that Johnston, the Owls,

stole the Cross
of the Crucifixion?

How then do we remain
honest with each other?

My concern is if the results
show the wood to be a fake.

If it is, where's the real one? And
what does that mean for Millennium?

(speaks German)

(speaks German)

I have the results of the carbon dating
on the wood found in Mr Johnston's trunk,

allegedly at the
time of his murder.

Before disclosing them it seems imperative
to discuss the implications of the results

and the crisis at hand.

What I don't understand
is, this is not a

split caused by opposing
inherent viewpoints.

No one is allowed in this room unless
they believe the monumental events

that are before us
and are about to come.

- In the next century.
- The next 95 weeks.

The Catholics and the
Protestants in Northern

Ireland both believe
in Christ as Lord.

Yet for decades they've
taken each other's lives.

They've lost any sense of
national direction or progress,

because the split has lost its
basis in religious or political ideology.

It's become about who
controls who. That's

happening here. And
this is not who we are.

I'm not ashamed to say it is about
control. How many times can you cry wolf?

If the Roosters are given
the lead to prepare the public,

and direct them towards
nonsensical biblical prophesies,

the world will
disbelieve, overlook,

and be unprepared for the
catastrophic astronomical event

we know, beyond a doubt,
will occur six decades from now.

And no one will survive.

Not my family, not a single
member of the human race.

And that is worth dying for.

And that is worth killing over.

I'm checking on the delivery
of invoice number 1567-AA.

If the carbon dating confirms
that it was the Crucifixion Cross,

then the Owls have destroyed
a sacred mystical icon.

If it's fake, the Roosters
planted it to give

an appearance that we
are capable of anything.

Apparently, you are.

Johnston was gathering
intelligence on us.

Johnston tried to recruit
Lara Means to your cause.

You dismissed her
based on your bias.

I won't disclose the results until
these differences are resolved.

That's just hiding the
truth, from both sides.

From what I'm hearing,
there is no truth to be had.

How can this be?

Apparently, the answer
to that question is that it is.

(knock at door)

Mrs Black? I'm Jim Ford.
We had an appointment.

Yes, Jim. Have a seat.

You aren't here, by any chance,
to discuss Ms Knight's artwork?

(Jim on speaker)
Ms Knight's artwork?

No.

My supervisor
here's a freakin' Nazi.

- That's what! Wanna talk about.
- (knock at door)

Come in.

- Am I disturbing you?
- Not at all.

I wanted to surprise
Catherine, go out for coffee.

But she's not done with her work,
so I thought I'd come and say hi.

- Are things better between you two?
- Oh, yeah. Catherine, she's great.

You know how it is.

I just left this job I had. It was
in the area of law enforcement.

I was a consultant on
homicide investigations.

To see the things that
people were capable of.

Not any people.
Degenerates, you know.

(crowd) Sieg Heil!

I'm from Seattle. I don't
remember this many

foreigners or immigrants,
what have you.

They don't have any understanding,
let alone respect, for order.

I feel like the country
is going down the tubes.

It's like the degeneration
of the species.

You know what I mean?

Catherine said you'd
be easy to open up to.

She must be done by now.

Would you be interested
in a position with us?

- I don't know about aeroplane parts.
- We're a large company.

We have many interests.

- What are you doing? Get out.
- We can't talk in there.

It's bad enough that I might be seen
here. I've been to the police, the FBI.

I don't know what your husband
does, but you've been hired to get to him.

They're not Aerotech,
they're ODESSA.

- Let him go! Let him go!
- (Jim) Please, let me go.

Hit the road. Beat it.

- Did he hurt you?
- What is ODESSA?

- What'd he say?
- What's ODESSA?

- I don't know.
- Liar.

- A liar?
- Let's just go.

You go.

(mud)

Hey, Franklin, sorry to wake
you. You're gonna need that rest.

It's a thing with him.
Where he comes from,

there's no locks on
the door, something...

Well, we've all been there.

Yeah.

I'm not with the Group any more.

As far as I can see, we're
all that's left of the Group.

(in German)

(in German on phone)

There's not a single member of the
Group that didn't pass by my home,

that I didn't teach
what we were all about.

Not you, Frank, or you, Lara.

Watts. Every
patron. Every elder.

Not that I'm so
special, mind you.

I've had my teachers. I was
guided toward enlightenment.

No matter how many
decades have passed,

no matter how much closer
we are to the millennium,

I still see, feel that moment,

the magic moment of
enlightenment each member attained.

And the sadness, too, that anyone even
had to live with such a responsibility.

Now it's in ruins. The millennium
became what we fight against.

Damn Owls, Roosters,
power and control.

The world will end in 656
days if we fail to act now.

Somehow I've failed and I don't know
what I can do to pull it back together.

- Why come to us?
- You're aware that Johnston was murdered?

He tried to recruit
me to the Owls.

Johnston, he was a futurist,
of the book of Revelation.

No one really knows which side he was
on and the disunion is over who killed him.

Did he say anything to you
that would provide a lead?

Throughout history, the
Millennium Group has had access

to scientific breakthroughs that were
banned or withheld by those in power,

Copernicus, Galileo,
the German physicists.

This enabled the Group to leap
generations ahead of mainstream research.

So, Johnston's claim...

the Owls' claim is that six billion years
ago, before the formation of the Earth,

two neutron stars collided
six billion light years away.

This collision released cosmic
rays, particles of such extreme energy

that the collision of these particles
could transform the vacuum of space,

cause a tear in the
fabric of our universe.

The Owls claim to
have proof that this tear -

this expanding cosmic bubble - will reach
our solar system within the next 60 years.

And a new universe,

its properties calculated
anywhere between apocalyptic

and inconsequential,
will be created.

You believed him. You joined Johnston.
That's why Peter Watts dismissed you.

Given the scope of the Group and the
scientific credibility, I can believe it.

But my visions, Frank, are becoming
more frequent, more intense, altered.

Not just an angel.

These visions feel
prophetic and frightening.

I can't turn my
back on what I trust.

Something is closer
than 60 years away.

I told Johnston that I
wouldn't join the Owls,

but Peter, he must
have received hearsay

that Johnston spoke to
me, then dismissed me.

How can ex-candidates
help restore the Group?

At the moment, they're so busy infighting,
they're blinded to one simple fact.

It's a third party. They've
recently been after you, Frank.

They've always been after me.

Excuse me, Clear? Have you seen Jim Ford?
We were supposed to have a appointment.

He has an appointment with me,
too. He didn't show up for work.

We can't come to the phone. If this
is a question concerning Jim Ford,

the family asks, in
lieu of flowers, please

send a donation to the
James Ford Memorial Fund.

(alarm)

Catherine!

Get in.

I'll tell you everything I know.

(mush? PHYS)

Know this? Wagner's Parsifal?

The young man is brought
to the site of the Holy Grail,

but he don't quite get it,

so he wanders around,
acquiring wisdom and experience,

until he becomes
king of the knights.

I hear this every night before
I go to bed. Well, parts of it.

Damn thing's five hours long
or something. Ain't it beautiful?

But even so, for
me, it's tarnished.

When Adolf Hitler made a personal
pilgrimage to Wagner's grave, emotional,

he believed he could make a religion
out of Parsifal. And unfortunately, he did.

Hitler's secretary, Martin Bormann,
he began a project known as ODESSA.

It was the underground movement
of high-ranking SS officers

to areas south of the equator.

The Nazi SS was
a secret society.

Heinrich Himmler modelled it after
a medieval order of Teutonic knights.

They displayed ritualistic
insignia, the sig rune.

Two lightning bolts were
worn on the left sleeve,

lightning bolts of
the storm god, Thor.

In the last days of the war, the
Nazis established corporations...

with countries that
would cooperate.

Paraguay, Argentina. Not only did
they transfer money from Germany,

Swiss bank accounts already established
contained billions in plundered gold.

- But everybody knows that.
- On November 23,1923,

the Nazis attempted
to seize power.

Sixteen members died.

Their blood stained
a swastika flag,

known from that point as
die Blutfahne, Blood Banner.

It is said that whoever maintains control
of this banner would defeat communism.

Rudolf Axmann, the oldest
surviving member of Hitler's circle,

leader of ODESSA, has
possession of this flag in Paraguay.

Hm.

No, Lara, it wasn't Gorbachev or
Reagan who brought down the Wall.

It was the involvement of ODESSA and
Axmann that defeated their greatest enemy.

And now Millennium is
their greatest enemy. Was...

Aerotech Guidance Systems is an ODESSA
company. Through the Group's database,

Lara and I were able
to track it way back

to the Reichsbank and
the SS Melmer account.

The rune on Knight's cufflink,

the watercolour is an original one of
Hitler's, awarded to high-ranking members.

They used you to get to me.

My reluctance to join the
Millennium Group was monitored,

seen as a potential willingness
to work with their side, ODESSA.

- What are you going to do?
- I don't know. That's the truth.

- Well, at least now I can believe you.
- Huh.

And you can believe
that I love you.

(grunts)

I'm sure that Frank intended for you
to sleep in one of the beds upstairs.

Nope. This feels most like
home. See you in the morning.

Don't let the bedbugs bite.

Good night.

Which side do you believe?

My family were wealthy Poles.

I was smuggled out of
Europe and sent here.

My mother and father came to me

at the moment Rudolf Axmann
had them gassed at Auschwitz.

I've seen the end of the world.

(grunts)

(grunts)

(grunts)

May I come in?

Standing here
considering this man...

and all the... horror,

and wonder and sense of
duty that he brought into my life,

I feel primarily... ashamed at
how I've treated the two of you.

My colleagues.

My friends.

I've allowed this crisis,
this division within

the Group, to create a
disunion within myself,

that became directed at the only two people
I can trust, now that the old man's gone.

You said "primarily".
What else are you feeling?

The serological analysis and skin
samples of the suspect match a subject

that's been on our most-wanted
list for ten years, Helmut Gunsche.

- He's a primary assassin for...
- ODESSA.

For over half a century,
they've sponsored terrorist acts,

they've successfully conspired
to guide social and political events

in the direction of their
own dark mysticism,

they've tried to
destroy the Group.

So now the Group
must destroy them.

(man) The position in which
life begins is that in which it ends.

And that in
which it will return.

There is an end of
wrong in death and hell.

And long wear of
time and suffering

effaces the stain
ingrown upon the soul.

And a cleansed spirit, long ages
floating on the wandering winds...

and the rolling
deeps of space...

renews itself...

and doth regain its dwelling.

Time calls, and change
commands both men and gods,

and speeds us on,
we know not whither.

The old Earth smiles,

spring after spring, and
the seeds burst again.

And the dead lives renew
themselves and rise aloft and soar,

clothing themselves
with change...

until the last change...

be done.

Soylent Green is people.

(been)

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