Malicious

Subtitles by explosiveskull

Ja-James, what are you doing?

Something that I should have done a long time ago.

Top university, tenure position, fully-furnished house.

Who cares where it is?

One plus one?

Two.

You're a genius.

No wonder they hired you to teach math.

I thought it was because of my incredible charm...

and my devilish handsome, good looks.

Unh-unh, that's why I married you and let you knock me up.

So how is little "Adam Jr." dealing with the big move...

leaving the city?

Little "Lisa Jr." is doing just fine.

It's her daddy I'm worried about.

Me?

Yes, you hate the country.

I do not.

Wow, would you look at that?

I'm looking. Oh, the house isn't bad, either.

- Professor Pierce? - Yes?

Hi, I'm David.

Nice to meet you.

I think I'm gonna be in your linear algebra class.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. And you must be Mrs. Pierce.

Oh, Mrs. Pierce makes me sound like my mother-in-law.

Please, call me Lisa.

Sure thing, Lisa.

Mrs. Pierce is fine.

Oh, hey, let me help you with that.

- Oh, thank you. - Yeah.

So what brings you out here, David?

Class doesn't start till Monday.

I've got your keys, professor.

Yeah, they give them to all their students.

Nah, I'm just kidding. It's a... it's a work study program.

The university pays me to keep up some of the properties.

Yours included.

Here you go, professor.

Thank you.

Door's already open, though.

We don't really keep 'em locked around here.

Oh, is that safe?

Well, in my experience most people's problems...

happen behind closed doors.

Oh, yeah, professor, uh, someone sent you a gift.

I put it inside.

Gift?

Come on, "Professor." Let's see your new home.

Wow, this place must really need a math teacher.

- Wow. - Yes.

Still missing the city?

Not anymore.

I think this table alone is bigger than our old apartment.

It's from your sister.

Do I dare ask how it got here before we did?

Be nice. I gave her the address.

The last time we saw your sister, she almost burned...

down our apartment with candles and incense.

It's a house-warming gift. She's not so bad.

As long as she doesn't pop out of here, I'll agree with you.

That's beautiful.

Beautiful.

Your sister sent us a box that doesn't open.

"This fertility box will keep you company...

"until I come to visit. See you soon."

She's coming to visit already?

Shush. She's not here now.

No, she's not.

So let's go create some problems behind closed doors.

Yes, ma'am. After you, Mrs. Pierce, come on, come on.

Don't.

Oh, for the love of everything.

No, no, slow down.

Our room...

And this is Adam Jr.'s room.

Lisa Jr.'s gonna love it here.

Her dad's gonna love it here, too.

Oh, this looks kinda heavy.

Guess I have my first after-school project.

What is it? What's wrong?

What if I'm not a good mom?

You're gonna be a great mom.

How do you know?

You're loving, you're kind, and you're loyal.

Go on.

And nurturing...

What about protective?

And protective. And you're beautiful, and sexy.

You really wanna do this here?

I don't care where.

Just now.

All right.

First day of school. How do I look?

All you need's a pipe.

No.

It's perfect.

Please be careful today. No heavy lifting.

I'm pregnant, not breakable, remember?

Walking, even jogging is healthy.

Walking, please.

Okay, fine.

Or maybe I'll just put together the crib then.

No, no, no, don't do that.

I promise I'll do it when I get home.

Good, because pretty soon, one plus one is gonna equal three.

I love your logic.

Go get 'em, professor.

A box that doesn't open...

Huh.

Just remember, no matter how complicated the problem...

the solution is always logical.

Math, and life for that matter, are very reliable in that way.

All you have to do is logically work through the problem...

and the solution will appear.

Numbers are always rational... except, of course...

when they're being irrational.

Thank you, everyone, and don't forget to read chapter one...

in your books before our next meeting.

Good first class, professor.

Thank you, David.

Glad to see you in a shirt today.

Hello.

"All of math's and life's problems can be solved using logic?"

You wouldn't agree?

One plus one doesn't always equal two.

You sound like my wife.

Smart lady you have there.

Adam Pierce. We haven't met yet.

Ronald Clark.

As in Dr. Clark, head of the Math Department?

I also teach a course in parapsychology.

That's an interesting combination of subjects.

Logic by day, superstition by night.

Mm. "There are more things in the heaven and earth, Horatio...

"than are dreamt of in your philosophy."

Yeah, I guess I'm more of a science and logic kind of guy.

Oh, me, too.

Being blind, though, has a way of opening your eyes...

to what's really going on in the world.

Sorry. I didn't mean to offend.

Oh, don't apologize, professor.

I'm sitting in your class, not you in mine.

I'm not complaining, but do you have any idea why...

the university offered me such a good package to teach here?

We have a shortage of qualified math teachers.

Evidently, my superstition class scares off...

some of the more qualified academics.

And the school still lets you teach it?

The students love it.

Consequently, their parents' checkbooks love it.

And I suppose that the administrators don't want to tempt fate.

Excuse me?

Miss? Are you okay?

I, I lost my baby.

Oh, my God. We have to get you to a hospital.

I'm not well...

No, w-we need to get you some help.

You're not well, either.

I'm sorry?

You're afraid of me?

Soon, everyone will be afraid of you.

I don't mean-mean to bother you. I don't want any trouble.

Then don't care for it.

Don't love it. Don't protect it.

It's not yours anymore.

Hey, babe, how was your walk, not run?

Actually, I just got a little spooked out in the forest.

Yeah? What happened?

I ran into this creepy woman out there, covered in blood.

What? What happened? Are you all right?

I'm fine, I just... She just really freaked me out.

I thought she needed help, but then maybe she didn't.

And she started saying these really crazy things.

Was she playing a banjo? Missing some teeth?

No... but she was really dirty.

Are you gonna be all right? You need me to come home?

No. No, don't be silly. I'm fine.

I just wanted to hear your voice.

ADAM (OVER PHONE): All right, I love you.

I love you, too.

- (THUD) - (GASPS)

Oh, my God.