All language subtitles for Nowhere Man - S01E10 - Father

My name is Thomas
Vail, or at least it was.

I'm a photographer. I had it all.

A wife, Allison.

Friends, a career.

And in one moment, it was all taken away.

All because of a single photograph.

I have it.

They want it. They will do
anything to get the negative.

I'm keeping this diary as
proof that these events are real.

I know they are. They have to be.

I've been wandering for six months
without any connection to the life I once had.

I spent the first 12 years of
that life in Morrisville, Missouri,

and I've come back hoping to
reestablish some kind of bond,

searching for something familiar,

something to reassure me that
at least my memories are real.

What is your problem, Spazzo?
Who the hell slides into first?

You did great, buddy.

I screwed up.

Well, you made a
mistake, but the hit was solid.

You just got to remember never to
slide into first. You got that?

Yeah.

Okay, come on, come on.
You got a game to play.

Okay, Ethan, show them
what you got. Get a hit.

Come on, take it, take it! Hey!

Come on!

Watch that lead off!

Excuse me, sir. Okay, here we go.

Tom! Dad.

Sooner or later, one of us is
gonna have to say something.

You, uh... You look, um... different.

It's been 20 years. I suppose I
could say the same about you.

It's not just that.

I guess I'm just surprised, that's all.

What are you doing here?

What do you mean, what am
I doing here? I live here.

Is that so hard for you to believe?

I tried to look for you.
Don't you think this is

one of the first places
I would have checked?

I tried for years. I
finally gave you up for dead.

I've changed my name.

I'm Jonathan Crane now.

Dad, dad.

Billy's dad said that if you
wanted, I could get a ride home with him.

Yeah, yeah, that's good. Go ahead.

Just tell your mom I'll
be home a little later.

I'll see you later.

A lot of changes.

Why did you change your name?

I don't know if you knew
this or not, Tom, but...

After I left your mother, she hired a
private detective to try and track me down.

She made things pretty unpleasant.

Well, I guess after 20 years of marriage,

she may have expected the man she
shared her life with to have the

decency to talk to her and not
just disappear without a word.

Is that your mother's pain and
anguish I'm hearing in your voice?

What did you expect? Well, I'm not sure.

Maybe what I'm getting, or
maybe a little understanding.

Maybe a fight and a chance to explain.

What I didn't expect was
that you'd treat me like

a stranger. Well, isn't that what you are?

Are you all right?

I'm okay.

Yeah.

So, this... This is how
it's going to be, then?

This is the way it is.

Maybe we should just
leave it the way it was.

You go ahead and live your life.

And I'll live mine.

Is your life so full
that, given the opportunity,

you can turn your back on
this important a part of it?

What's that supposed to mean?

Look, I'm sorry for
everything that's gone before.

I know that doesn't amount
to much, but I am sorry.

Now, neither of us planned
this, but since it's happened,

can't we spend a little time
trying to sort things out?

Staying here in town?

No, I haven't made any
plans. I'm just doing

a little traveling, taking some time off.

Have dinner with us.
Call it a last favor for a

father who doesn't
deserve it. Something wrong?

Here's my address.

It's about a mile from here.

Come to dinner. Six o'clock.

Over the last 20 years,
I've often wondered how

I'd feel if and when I
encountered my father.

Would I express anger and
pain? Or would I be enthralled,

excited by the opportunity to
regain what was lost years ago?

My life now has become a
nightmare I could never have imagined.

As I looked at the man who claimed
to be my father, I now had to wonder,

had someone gotten to him?

Has he become a part of this?

Is he my father?

And if he isn't, who is he?

Tom, I'd like you to meet my wife, Beth.

Hi, Tom.

Hi.

Um, it's not much. I had some warning.

If you'd had some warning,

we would have treated you like a guest
instead of like family. Please, sit down.

Beth, if it'll make you
feel any better after dinner,

we'll open up the break
front and show off our fancies.

Just to show how elegant we can really be.

Do you play ball?

Uh, I did, yeah.

What position?

Pitcher.

Cool.

Did Dad coach you, too?

No, we had a coach named, uh...

Mr. McGreevy.

Yeah, yeah, that's right, that's right.

Dad was too busy with
other things back then.

What do you do?

Tom, when you're not traveling.

Beth, would you let the man
take a breather and maybe have

a little dinner before we
give him the third degree?

Oh, I'm sorry.

Says that Jonathan's spoken of you so
often, but I know so little about you.

We'll have plenty of time
to catch up after dinner.

Can we say grace?

Dear Lord, we're really thankful
for this very special day. And Lord,

we're also thankful for this
food we're about to receive. Amen.

Everything all right?

Uh, were you in some kind of accident?

Accident?

No, no. Why do you ask?

I just, uh, I noticed a
scar there behind your ear.

This is fine talk for the dinner table.

Jonathan's very sensitive about his...

Cosmetic surgery. He
thinks it's womanly and vain.

And, uh, private.

What's cosmetic surgery?

So why?

Why, uh... Why would you do that?

I just thought it would help if
I... He thought it would help me.

He couldn't accept the fact that I
loved his wrinkles as much as I loved him.

And how long ago did you have
this done? Can we drop this, please?

About six months ago, Tom. And he's
been cranky ever since he got back.

Beth!

Well, it's true. You were a
different person before you had it done.

Happier, more carefree.

You see what I have to
put up with around here?

Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Fine, it happens all the
time around here. Second.

Sorry, sorry.

Tom, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little warm
from you coming down with something.

Would you care for one?

No.

Thanks.

You never smoked cigars.

It's a reasoned vice.

The doctor said if
cigarettes didn't go, I would.

Last I read in the
newspapers, you were living in Chicago.

Sounded like you were doing pretty well.

Yeah.

Yeah, things were going pretty well.

Were?

Yeah, I've been through
some hard times, and...

Personal problems.

What about other things?

Did you ever get married?

Yeah. Yeah, I did. Her name's Allison.

Allison.

From the sound of your voice, do I take
it that Allison is part of the hard times?

You could say that, yeah.

Listen, you know, I'm not
actually feeling too well.

Maybe I should just say
goodbye to everybody.

But we have an extra room.

It's being remodeled, but we'd be
very happy for you to use it. You know,

as I glanced through the house,

I didn't see a single thing from
the old days when we were a family.

Well, you know, Tom, It's
awkward, a second marriage and all.

Yeah, but not a single artifact.

Not even a photograph.

A memento.

Well, I probably have something stored
around someplace. I'd like to see it.

You spend the night.

Tomorrow we'll go looking for some of it.

How does that sound?

Sounds like a deal.

Good.

Jonathan Crane said his plastic
surgery was for private, personal reasons.

I'd like to be able to believe that.

But I'm plagued by the idea
that it might be something else.

What if six months ago, Jonathan Crane,
my father, went in for his plastic surgery,

and someone else came back?

How could a man walk
away from an entire life

and not bring a single
thing along with him?

If Jonathan was telling the
truth, if he was my father,

there had to be something
down here from that past.

Something to validate
the life we once shared.

Can I help you with something?

Beth's been collecting
those things for years.

I'm sorry.

I'm... Look, I can replace it.

I'll just... There'll be a store
around somewhere I can... There's no store.

You can't replace those.

What are you doing down here?

You mentioned yesterday
that you had some stuff stored

down here from the old
days, and I... So...

You just thought you'd take a look around?

Look, I apologize for being down here.

You have no idea how
important it is for me to find

something that, uh,
something... That what?

Something that connects us
to the life that we had.

I don't think I understand.

There's nothing in this entire house
that's even vaguely familiar to me.

You're not well. I'm feeling fine. I'm
feeling fine. But how do you explain this?

I mean, you really took nothing with
you when you left? Was it that easy?

Nothing that you'd collected over a
lifetime. Nothing irreplaceable there.

What do you want me to say?

I'll say it. What do you want me to say?

I think you've already said it.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute. There is something.

There's a photograph.

It's in that trunk there.

Go ahead.

Open it up.

Ow!

Damn it.

You all right?

Man, is that sharp.

Man, that is bleeding badly. I think I
better take you to the doctor, Tom. Oh,

fine. Don't argue with me.

Keep your hand like that for a minute.

So what is this place?

It's my doctor's office.

Why did you bring him here,
Jonathan? I told you we weren't ready yet.

I told you on the phone that this
is a special case. This is my son.

I know who he is. You sure this
will take care of everything?

Who's the doctor here? Okay, okay.

Your tetanus shot. Tetanus?

He said he cut himself
on some rusty metal.

Yeah, that's right, he did.

Relax, Tops, for your own good.

Put your hand here,
Jonathan. I said get away from me.

What are you doing? What is wrong with
you? Let him go, Tom. I'm going out of here.

What is wrong with you? He's trying to
help you. I don't need that kind of help.

I'm sorry, Hal.

It's okay.

There you go.

Unopened, safety seal, stamped and
certified by the Surgeon General.

Okay, maybe I overreacted.

Hal's a very good friend of mine.

You should have let him
give you that tetanus shot.

Whose aspirin are gonna
do you no good whatsoever?

Tell me about the photograph.

What photograph?

The photograph of you and me
when I was 10 years old. Remember?

It was taken at the county fair, I
think, 1965. Your mother took it.

You're sitting on a pony.

I'm standing next to
you holding the reins.

I think it was about the happiest time
the three of us ever spent together.

I want to see it.

I'll look for it the minute we get home.

You need to give that
aspirin some time to work.

And you need to get some rest.

If you need anything we'll be downstairs.

I just wanted to see how you were doing.

I know.

I bet your father looked a lot
like you when he was your age.

I'm still a young woman, Tom.

A young woman with an older man.

Ever since you came here...

I don't know what it is.

Who are you? You ask too
many questions, Mr. Vale.

You know there's no photograph.

You know I couldn't produce it.

You should have kept your mouth shut!

And you should have taken that injection.

It would have been far less painful.

Where are the negatives?

We don't need you alive anymore, Mr. Bale.

One last time!

Where are the negatives?

Hey.

They fight like this all the time now.

It might have something
to do with me being here.

No. It started last summer when Dad
went away. When his face changed.

I'll tell you what, sometimes...

Adults just need some time to work this
kind of thing out between themselves,

you know? You just have to
remind yourself of that.

Deal?

Deal.

Hey.

You're looking almost human.
Well, I'm feeling that way, too.

Sorry if you, uh, that you
got involved in any of that.

You'd think I'd know better by now.

You know, it would
just be better if I left.

For who?

Look, what happened there this
morning has nothing to do with you, Tom.

It's just been a difficult year.

Um, what if, uh, I mean,
if you're feeling up to it,

we give the family a break from the two
of us, and, uh, we take a drive someplace?

You sure this is a good time?

I'm sure.

I'll just go and tell them our plans.

Meet you back here.

Tom, what's wrong?

Ever since you got here, I've
had the feeling you were...

You were, well, something
was deeply troubling you.

Something that had
nothing to do with you or me.

Who was that man you were talking to
the other night outside the house?

A business associate.

Oh, you do a lot of business
at 2 o'clock in the morning?

What is this, an
inquisition or a conversation?

Well, why don't you tell me, Jonathan?

Why don't you try and tell me
just what's really going on here?

You can't bring yourself
to call me dad, can you?

You find that amusing?

I find that too much to ask.

I didn't call you dad
when I was 17, packing my

bags to leave home.
Why should I start now?

Because I'm your father.

We had 17 years together.

Now, does my bad behavior
erase everything that came before?

Is that how it is with you,
Tom? One strike and you're out?

You know, I can forgive you
for not loving my mother.

We both know she was a
difficult person to love,

but I can't forgive you for not
loving me. Twenty years without a word,

you said yourself, you saw my name in
the newspaper, you followed my career.

You know how many
times I tried to find you?

How many times I tried to convince myself
it was probably better if you were dead.

I have never stopped loving you, Tom.
Never for a moment have I stopped loving you.

Jonathan was asking me
for trust and forgiveness.

And for too many reasons, I
didn't feel capable of either.

But maybe he was right.

Maybe the problem was mine and not his.

Maybe I needed to learn
how to trust all over again.

Hey, Sleeping Beauty. Gonna make me
feel like Mike Tyson or something, huh?

Mike Tyson doesn't use a crowbar.

So I take it that you and Mr.
Crane are connected somehow.

Is this the part where
I'm supposed to say,

what are you talking
about? He's my father.

He's just being a smartass.

Thinks he's going to confuse us.

I'm not sure we're on
the same page here, buddy.

Are you sure you know what's going down?

You want my negatives. Nice try.

You should have done a
better job hiding the scars.

This is getting nowhere fast. Do him.

Oh, he's up here.
Nobody wants any violence.

They must be running out of
operatives. You guys are a bad joke.

Aside from the fact that I have no idea
what you're talking about, a deal is a deal.

I'm gonna have to refresh my
memory. I don't remember shaking on it.

This guy owes us, man. All we
want is to collect and go home.

This is about money.

Yeah, money! What the hell else is there?

We have to talk. I have
something to do. I can't wait.

Yeah, I know.

I followed you last night.

This is none of your concern, Tom.

How much do you owe them?

Please.

Please, I have to go.

How much?

$10,000, but this is the last
payment. This is the end of it. Why?

I took some money from my
company a few months ago.

I thought I'd had plenty of
time to pay it back. I was wrong.

I finally have a good life here, Tom.

I don't want to lose it.

I just... I just got in over my head.

You always did have the
most judgmental eyes.

All I can ever do in them is fail.

You want me to trust you.

You want me to believe
you. It's not that easy.

Tom.

Maybe it's not going to work.

Maybe it's better if you're not
here tonight when I get home.

We tried. We did our best.

But as always with us, it seems that
our best is not quite good enough.

It shouldn't end this way.

We had 20 years to make things right, son.

We're still strangers.

You take care of yourself.

You're leaving?

Under the
circumstances, it's for the best.

You know, last night when you were out,

Jonathan searched this entire
house looking for that photograph.

Why is a photograph taken over
20 years ago so important to you?

Not the photograph itself.

It's... It's what it represents.

Tom Jonathan loves you very much.

Sometimes I think he loves you
more than he does me or John Jr.

Why is that so hard for you to accept?

Things have been so much
better since you've been here.

What?

I have no idea.

The change in Jonathan.

He's finally starting to act like
the man he used to be before all

this nonsense about money and
meetings in the middle of the night.

How much do you know?

One of these men called earlier today.

He said to meet at the usual place,
that they weren't going to ask again.

He's drained our bank
accounts to every penny we'd saved.

I don't understand.

If they're problems,
we could work them out.

I... I think he was afraid of losing you.

I swear to God you two
have one thing in common.

You're both so blind, you can't see
the love that's staring you in the face.

I promise you that I'm not
going to let them do that.

You either brought the goodies or the
old man here gets one right in the back.

Like I said, a deal is a deal. You
finish with us, we finish with you.

Where's the money,
Jonathan? What'd you do with it?

Just between those dumpsters there.

Give it to me. I'm sorry, Tom.

Bring it here now.

Put the gun away and let him go.

That ain't the way it works.

That's the way it works this time.

I called the police just before I
left. They're five minutes behind me.

He's bluffing.

Why take the chance, Morris?

Just do this my way, everybody wins.

Stop right there!

Tom.

Okay, you get to keep the
money, or this makes it over.

It's over.

A deal is a deal.

Let's get out of here.

Nice job.

Thanks.

Look, I'll buy you a
drink and get cleaned up.

I don't think that's such a great idea.

What's the matter?

Just... Not now.

You gotta trust me on this one. Come on.

Because of the life I now lead, even the
possibility of happiness is an illusion.

If by chance Jonathan really is my
father, then it's best for everyone that I leave.

Better to risk my own sanity
than the lives of innocent people.

This has something to do with
your troubles, doesn't it, Tom?

You know, it's just, it's
better for everybody if I leave.

Why can't you talk about it? Why can't
you tell me? You helped me with my problem.

Let me help you with yours.

It's not that easy. It's not
easy because you make it hard.

Look, you have a family here.

You have a life.

You don't need my problems
to... Tom, Tom, that's...

That's what families are,
for better and for worse.

Will you come back?

If I can, yeah.

There's still a lot that
we haven't said, you know.

You still can't get rid
of those walls, can you?

Oh, maybe someday.

We got that extra room, Tom.

It's yours anytime you want it.

Oh, thanks.

Maybe when you come back, you can
teach me how to throw a curveball.

So long.

See ya.

As I walked away from
Jonathan and his family,

it reminded me of
everything else I've left behind.

My wife, Alison, my friends,
any sense of safety or shelter.

But until I discover just what's
happened to me and who's behind it,

I have no choice but to
continue my search alone.

Johnny, why don't you get
your gloves? We'll pitch a few.