All language subtitles for Red.Road.2E04(1)

- (gunshot)
- (gun cocks)

Where did you get this?

Oh, I stole it out
of my dad's closet.

When it gets cold out...

What did you say?

I didn't say anything.

Yes, you did.

Watch, I'm gonna make
a smiley face.

That's an eye.

That's another eye.

Now I'm gonna make him smile.

Man:
Whoa, hey!

- What are you doing?
- Hey, this is sovereign land.

You're trespassing.

Hey, you a member
of the Lenape tribe?

Hey, your chief knows we're here.
We got permission.

Permission for what?

We're just surveying the area
for construction.

- For your casino?
- No, you're not.

- What's... what's going on?
- Yeah.

Look, you guys
just better clear out of here.

If you don't,
I swear I'll start shooting.

Look, you... you should go
talk to your chief, kid.

I meant what I said.
Get off my land.

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(car approaches)

- Phillip: Who are you?
- Chief Levi Gall

of the Algonquin tribe.

I run the Wolf's Head
Casino Resort in Connecticut.

Never been.

We're partnering with your tribe
for a new casino.

We're gonna build it right here
on the mountain.

Is this house in your way?

You want to pay me to move?

I might consider, but I paid
good money for it, so...

We got a site staked out
just about a mile from here.

Actually,
I'm looking for my son.

I was told you
might know where he is.

Junior Van Der Veen?

No shit.
Thought he was an orphan.

Kind of late to the game,
aren't you?

Kid's 17.

Well, your former chief
didn't like me much.

Made it hard for me to see him.

One man standing in your way?

If it was my son,
I'd find a way around him.

You have children?

Not that I know of.

Well, can you help me find Junior?

I'm busy.

I'll pay you.

I bet you would.

You're a confident man,
but not too smart.

Well, I just wasted
two minutes talking to you,

so maybe you're right.

I employ a lot of guys
just like you.

Easy to come by,
and easy to lose.

I'm starting to understand
why Mac didn't like you.

Maybe this house
is in my way after all.

(chattering)

Hey, look who returned
from the woods.

What the hell did you do?

You can't talk
to your mother like that.

I'll talk to her
however I want to.

Maybe you two should get going.

Okay.

I'm sorry.
I wanted to tell you.

But you're not so easy
to find these days.

You can't let them
build casinos here.

This wasn't easy for me, June.

This was the hardest thing
I had to do,

but I think I did right.

- We need money.
- We're always gonna need money.

No, not after this.

No one here's
gonna want for anything.

You're erasing us.
Mac told me that's what this is.

We give up this land,
and we're done.

We're not giving it up.

That's what
they want you to think.

You're well aware
that half the tribe

is dying of cancer.

This is the only way
we can get them

the help they need.

I'm chief now.

I have to do
what's right for everyone.

Except for your family.

Oh, and I'd love a cup of coffee,

but not out of one of those
trendy little capsule things.

I'd like a cup of regular
brewed coffee.

- That still exists, right?
- Yes.

This is a police station,
for Christ's sake.

- Jensen.
- You wanted to see me, Mayor?

Yes, I want to talk to you
about the shooting.

Hey, look, I realize
I wasn't on active duty.

I shouldn't
have been out patrolling.

But I just want to say,
I think this department's

got its priorities
way out of whack.

And I didn't sign up
for sitting around

- while the Lenape have to...
- Jensen, relax.

Have a seat.

Ballistics report
is in on the guy you shot.

Turns out his gun
is an exact match

for the one
that killed the chief.

- What?
- Fine work.

To my thinking, this puts us
in a best-case scenario.

An outsider killed the chief.

Helps us avoid a lot
of potential tribal-town chaos.

Listen, this is awkward
for everyone,

but you were on a short list

for when Captain Warren
retired at the end of this year.

And we all know,
those plans have changed.

Oh, hell.
You're captain.

Congratulations.

Man:
Well deserved, Captain.

Okay.

Jensen, the way you handled that
made my job a whole lot easier.

So please continue to do that
in the future,

and you and I
are gonna get along just fine.

- Mayor?
- Yes, Captain?

I was hoping
we could discuss our policy

regarding distress calls
from the Tribal Police.

Looking forward to it.

(distant phones ringing)

Edna:
Captain...

I'm so sorry.

The Captain left this
on my desk for you.

Phyllis was covering
for me while I was out,

and she should
have given that to you.

I'm so sorry.

- Um, Edna?
- Yeah?

Hey, can you get me
Warden Carrington at NJCI?

Sure.

(phone rings)

Yeah, this is Lieutenant...
uh, Captain Jensen

of the Walpole Police Department.

Is the warden available?

Woman on phone:
One moment, Captain.

Man on phone:
This is Warden Carrington.

Yeah, l...

You don't know me.
This is Harold Jensen.

Did Bill Warren happen
to give you a message for me?

Oh, yeah.
What a shock, huh?

Yeah, it was.

Well, look,
if you wanna come by today,

I can arrange a visit for you.

Uh, visit with who?

One of our inmates.

Bill said you wanted
to talk to him off the record.

Look, I'm sorry...
who are we talking about?

Cop killer. Name's Kopus.

What?

Jack Kopus, our star attraction.

- I know you?
- No.

Huh.

I'm the captain of the Walpole
Police Department.

Uh-uh-uh-uh.
Last I checked,

Bill Warren was the captain

of the Walpole
Police Department. Come on.

How do you know the captain?

Where is he?

You got my 20 grand?

That's what I told him
it would cost

for me to keep my mouth shut.

Bastard tried to play it off
like he didn't care.

I'm glad to see
he has come to his senses.

What are you gonna do
with 20 grand in here?

Spend it. Money will
buy you a lot in here.

I got seven bucks.
I'll give you two.

Naw, that's all right. You cops
don't make all that much.

That's why you're all
so pissed off.

You can stop trying
to blackmail him. He's dead.

- He shot himself.
- Shot himself?

What a pussy.

What'd you have on him?

You wanna know?

Mm-hmm. I do.

20 grand.

You're not gonna
get anything from me.

All right,
forget the 20 grand, then.

But I'm not giving
it away for nothing.

I want pictures for my wall.

Photos. Old ones.

I need to look at something.
You understand?

Well, how do I know
it'll be worth the trouble?

It was worth him
eating a bullet for.

His wife died.
It had nothing to do

with whatever
you're talking about.

Wasn't his wife.
It was part of something.

Not just him either.

It have something
to do with the water?

I'm not telling you

unless you bring me some photos

of my boy and my wife.

I need to prove that was real.

My mind's getting tricky.

I'm starting to feel
like I was born in this place.

You've only been here a year.

"Every day, my shadow declineth

and I'm withered like grass."

That's great.
You a priest?

More or less.

Now look, there's this
one picture I remember.

Uh, Phillip,
he's about six years old.

He's holding his trophy.

Don't remember what for.

I got to have that one.

Oh, do you know my son?

Well, if you don't,
let me tell you something.

He's a strange creation,
and I made him.

I'm Dr. Frankenstein.

Come on, man.
Just bring me some pictures.

- That's all I want.
- Pictures.

Yeah.

If I get 'em for you
and you don't have anything,

I'm gonna ask the warden

to transfer you
into general population.

I hear you've got
a lot of old friends there

who want to catch up with you.

I'm not worried.

What I got is real.
You'll see.

Just bring me my family,
and you'll know why he did it.

But you ain't gonna like it.

Hey.

I don't know what I'm gonna
wear to the PBA dance.

I don't have any nice clothes.

It's been so long
since I've been out.

They all look old.

You look nice in that one.

Well, you wouldn't
tell me if I didn't.

I need Rachel.

I spilled vodka cranberry
on that one.

- Do you remember?
- Hmm.

Do you still see a stain?

Nope.

You happy?

It's okay.

No, I mean you.

You seem happy.

- I do?
- Mm-hmm.

Oh, two days, no symptoms.

It's a little scary, actually.

That's amazing.

Yeah, I guess
we both have something

to be happy about.

Yeah.

I know it's not
how you wanted it,

but you're captain.

You worked your ass
off for this.

Everything's okay.

It's okay.

Grandma, you remember
Phillip, don't you?

How you doing?
Mind if I see that?

I don't see my name in there.

I never said you did it.

Oh, but you thought it.

I don't believe you're privy
to my thoughts.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Your mama send you?

Just wanted to stop by and see

if you knew anything
about this Levi guy.

I know you represent
a lot of tribes, so...

I know him a little bit.
Not because of that.

He met with Mac a few times,

tried to pressure him
to partner on a casino.

- Is that right?
- Yeah.

I heard he used to be
an activist back in the '70s.

Now he's just a greedy asshole.

So I'm organizing
people who don't want

the casino on the mountain.

I moved back here full-time.

I realized I couldn't pull
this place back from the brink

if I'm living in Brooklyn.

We're gonna try and have
your mother impeached.

So you need to convince her
to step down.

I'd rather this not get ugly.

I ain't helping you
go after my mother.

You want a casino here?

I don't really give a shit.

You know, for a minute there,

I thought, you moving back,
maybe we could

get to know each other
a little better.

I appreciate what you did for me.

But you're a drug dealer,
and I don't know what else.

I grew up around all that.

I'm not looking to get back to it.

Yeah, okay.

So who you trying
to get made chief this time?

You want something done right...

Oh, I couldn't agree more,

only what I think
you're doing is kind of wrong.

I don't think
you're qualified to judge.

Yeah, that makes two of us.

Answer some basic questions,
I'll go easy on you

- on the report, okay?
- Hey, what's going on?

Don't worry, Captain,
we're protecting

the little prince's rights.

I got a lawyer here for him.
I called his mother.

I even offered him a soda.

What happened?

I pulled him over
driving a stolen survey truck

through downtown Walpole.

Okay, well, let me know
when his mother gets here.

I want to talk to her.

Gentlemen, Levi Gall,

and this is my attorney
Donald Baker.

I'm the owner of
the survey truck in question,

and Junior's father.

This is all my fault.

I told Junior
he could drive the truck.

It's not stolen.

That true?

Yeah.

You shouldn't have got me out.
I'm just gonna do it again.

I don't want a casino down here.

And why is that?

It's not right.

It's a sacred place.
It should be respected.

God, I love hearing
you talk like that.

- That's passion.
- It's what's right.

It's a complicated thing.

You lead the occupation
of the BIA headquarters.

A federal marshal shot you.

That's right.

Now you run casinos?

I don't understand
how you could just

turn your back on everything.

But I realized
that without the money

and the power
that comes with it,

we'll never survive.

Listen, you growing up
down here,

you don't know the whole story.

You should come up
to Connecticut

where you were born,
where your ancestors are.

Learn about the Algonquin.

I'll tell you what, you come up,

I'll show you everything
we have up there,

what the casinos have given us,

and then we'll talk.

What are you doing here?

I'm here to see your husband.

- About what?
- Police business.

He's not here.
You know he's not here.

His truck isn't in the driveway.

I know.
I did notice that.

But I drove all the way
down here,

so I figured at least
I'd check and make sure.

You really here to see Harold?

(police radio chatter)

Yeah.

What the hell
are you doing here?

Sorry.
I lost your number.

- You okay?
- I'm fine.

He just got here.

- You can't come here.
- Settle down, Captain.

I just solved a case for the FBI.

Since I don't know any FBI agents,

I figure I might as well
tell you.

I think that Indian that you shot

was from a tribe in Connecticut.

Their chief was trying real hard

to get him back
to build a casino with him.

Now that he's gone,
guess what's happened?

You mean Junior's dad?

I just met him.

Junior was arrested
for stealing one of his trucks.

He came and picked him up.
Didn't press charges.

The guy I shot
didn't have an ID on him,

and his fingerprints
aren't in the system.

The FBI's calling it
a robbery gone bad.

So do you have any evidence?

What I just told you is evidence,
if you're not an idiot.

Well, I'll let the feds know.

See if they can trace
the gunman to this guy's tribe.

All right, well,
don't look so put out.

I just gave you a present.

- Stay away from my wife, okay?
- Okay.

Hey, we're not square yet.

I need to ask you for something.

What are you doing?

Just taking some photos.

- For what?
- Just to look at.

Your football trophy.

I still have that.

You and Mikey.

I met Junior's dad.

He's looking for him, you know?

I know.
Junior's almost 18.

I can't keep him
from his father anymore.

Um, why are you trying
to get into business with him

and you don't want
Junior to talk to him?

Is he threatening you
or something?

No, he's...

he's just someone
I know can get the job done.

I'm not in the position
to pick my allies, Phillip.

This the guy, isn't it?

He's the guy
you ran off to be with

when you left me
with goddamn Jack.

I left to be part
of the movement.

I was fed up with the way
our people were being treated.

I honestly thought
you would be okay.

I'm sorry that I didn't
believe you, all right?

You gonna kick may ass now?

Stuff makes you paranoid, huh?

Well, you can have it
if you want.

- Where'd you get it?
- I don't know.

Did your old man give it to you?

Yeah. Yeah, I was thinking
about going up there, maybe.

See what else
I can get out of him.

I was gonna head into town,
pick some things up.

Wanna come along?

Sure.

Junior: I thought you said
that you were gonna take off

after your parole's up.

Why you buying stuff
for the house?

You know,
if you're not gonna move

back in with mom,
I think you should stay here.

There's a lot of room.

Not bad. It's a little haunted,
but not bad.

Jensen:
Look who it is.

You got my pictures?

You gotta give us a hand first.

What good is a refrigerator
if you don't have electricity?

Well, I got a generator.

Oh, yeah?

Fits perfect.

Damn nice refrigerator
you got there.

Nicer than mine.

Must have cost you.

It was on sale.

Hold on a second.
I'll go get the pictures.

You sure you wanna
be hanging around with him?

Didn't work out
so well for you last time.

Now we're square.

Where did you get the money
to buy this stuff?

Don't worry about it.

(grunts)

I was a white man
living among Indians.

They go away
unless you start talking.

Huh? Okay.

Okay.

Captain Warren?

Um, remember when the auto plant

in Walpole was going under?

What was it, about 25,
30 years ago?

Mm-hmm.

Um, they needed a cheaper way

to get rid of their paint sludge.

The Marchetti family had
a big waste contract back then,

so they started hauling
it up the mountain,

and putting it in the iron mines.

Paid Warren
and a couple of the cops.

Looked the other way.

(chuckles)

And how is it you know this?

I drove one of the trucks.

You drive up there at night,

a couple of tons of paint sludge,

Burmese Blue, Racetrack Red,

and you pump it
into the mine shaft.

I did it for almost four years.

Which mine shaft?

All of them.

Whole mountain.

Almost 60,000 tons,
if I can recall.

I go home with coughing,
feeling like crap.

Started coughing up blood
after awhile,

so I stopped,
but they kept going with it.

So they didn't dump it
on the surface.

- Mm-mm.
- It's under the ground.

All the mine shafts.

Every one.

The only reason they stopped
was they run out of room.

They filled up
the whole damn mountain.

So, yeah, it's probably
in the water.

Probably in everything.

I had myself a life once.

He said he killed his wife.

He... he wasn't talking
about Walpole, was he?

What?

The water? He didn't mean
the water in Walpole?

I don't know.

You put enough poison
in a mountain,

eventually it's gonna slide
down into the valley.

♪ Things are very simple ♪

♪ I guess that's why
it's overlooked ♪

♪ A person doesn't
need to be a poet ♪

♪ The words seem
sort of useless ♪

♪ When it's the kiss
that does the trick ♪

♪ And if you really love him,
he will know it ♪

♪ Now, there's no planning ♪

♪ No scheming,
or racking my brain ♪

♪ For the phrase
to express my love for you ♪

♪ I'll replace those words of love ♪

♪ With an action
from my heart ♪

♪ And one little kiss
will do it... ♪

(no audible dialogue)

- May I?
- Yeah.

You haven't even
danced with Mom yet.

I will. I wanted to dance
with you first.

Very nice.

- You look lovely.
- Thank you.

- Can I grab a beer?
- Sure thing.

Here you go.

Can I have some?

No. I thought you told me
you hate beer.

My mouth is dry.

Could you grab her a water?

Actually, make it a soda.

I'm tired.

You and me both.

♪ To express my love for you ♪

♪ I'll replace... ♪

You wanna dance with your dad?

Hey, you wanna dance with me?

It's too hot in here.

- Jean.
- How nice. You look beautiful.

She is doing great, isn't she?

- Mm-hmm.
- Vodka rocks.

Said she hasn't had
any symptoms in days.

Let's not make
a big deal out of it, okay?

I don't want to put
too much pressure on her.

No big deal, Harold.
I'm just happy for my daughter.

You know... thanks.

We had ourselves a really
good talk the other day,

and I think it's helped her.

There are so few clear victories
in life, Harold.

When something goes right,

it's important to take
a moment and celebrate it.

Hey, you just got a promotion.

Enjoy yourself.

Yeah.

Hey, you used to work
in the mayor's office, right?

Oh, yeah.
A long, long time ago.

The Captain
said something to me.

I wanted to ask you about it.

Okay.

He said that the mob
had a big waste contract

with the city
back in the early '90s.

The mob?
I don't think so.

He said they pumped
the auto plant's paint sludge

into the iron mines.

Those iron mines
were sealed up in the '50s.

Well, maybe somebody
unsealed them.

I mean,
they're all over the mountain.

It would explain why everybody
up there is getting cancer.

I never heard
anything like that.

Well, I've seen sludge
all over the place up there.

I've seen it in places
you can't even drive to.

So where's it coming from?

Who have you been talking to?

I told you, the Captain.

He said something to Jean, too.

He told her
that he killed Dorothy.

You mean that's what
she thinks he said.

No, she's sure.

My daughter's not capable
of being sure, Harold.

Did the Captain think
he had something to do

with Dorothy getting sick?

Now, listen.

Bill said a lot
of strange things to me, too,

but the man was
half out of his mind with grief.

Look, if I tried to make sense

out of all the things
my son said to me

in the months
before his suicide,

I wouldn't be able to get
out of bed in the morning.

Why are you moving, David?

I told you. Mayberry.

- Come dance with me.
- Sure.

♪ Every time I look ♪

♪ Right into your eyes ♪

♪ Who do you suppose... ♪

(clatter)

- (woman whimpering)
- Are you okay?

(whimpering continues)

Hey, are you all right in there?

Do you need me to get someone?

Oh, my God, Rachel.

Oh, my, God. Help!

Help me!

It's okay.

Are you on
any prescribed medication?

Have you taken any drugs?

They're gonna run a blood test
at the hospital anyways.

- I took some pills.
- Rachel.

What's she talking about?

Paramedic:
What pills did you take, Rachel?

My mother's.

Anti-psychotics.

I'm on...
I'm a schizophrenic.

Harold:
Hey.

Hey.

How you feeling, baby?

Okay.

Honey, medicine
is for sick people.

You're not sick.

I need to keep taking them.

I need to stop it
from happening.

Well, you can talk to somebody.

You don't need pills.

What's there to talk about?

All I want to do
is be with Junior.

But now I know I can't.

After watching
what you put Dad through,

I can't.

I read the things you wrote.

You can't let that happen to me.

I don't wanna be like you.

I never wanna be like you.

(branches snap)

(grunts)

What's this?

What's it look like?

For the baby?

For both of you.

You didn't ask
what his name was.

It's none of my business.

It's Danny.

Mike told me once

that you were
different as a kid.

Wait, I'm sorry.

Just hang on a second.

I want to get something
for you, okay?

Just a second.

Hey!

I know you killed Mike!

- (gunshot)
- (grunts)

I convinced myself
that you didn't do it,

but a man like you
would never give up

that kind of money
unless it was to save himself.

(gunshots)

(exhales)

(thud)

(thud)

(thudding continues)

(groaning)

Junior:
I followed you last night.

You desecrated a sacred site,
you son of a bitch,

so you could hide some money?

What the hell is wrong with you?
Why would you do...

I'm not here
to defend myself, Junior.

Then why are you here?

I found that money
next to Mac's body.

Your father
was trying to bribe him.

You understand?

He's the reason Mac's dead.

Mac was standing
in the way of a casino and you,

and now Levi's got both.

Those two assholes
were working for him.

Harold's telling the Feds.

They're gonna
take him down for it.

I know you're done with me.
I know that.

You should be.
Just stay away from him.

Promise me.

I'm not leaving
until you promise me.

All right.
I won't see him anymore.

Now leave me the hell alone.

(baby cooing)

(cooing continues)

Come on, sweetie.

I gotcha.

I gotcha.

Sir.

It's all right.

You travel light, huh?

Yeah.

Got you something
to celebrate your homecoming.

What's that?

It's yours.
Come on, I'll ride with you.

It's got a police scanner in it.

We can race these guys
up on the highway.

We got plenty of guns
up in Connecticut.

That one still even shoot?

Yeah, it still shoots.

All right.

Let's go.

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(music playing)