All language subtitles for Boardwalk Empire S04E02 Resignation-eng

Mrs. Grant?

Mr. O'Banion sends his congratulations.

Professor Foley?

Mr. O'Banion offers his condolences.

- Mr. Hewlitt?
- Yeah?

Mr. O'Banion wants his money.

I'll have it tomorrow.

I swear.

Better not to vow than to vow and not pay.

Sampson ran off.

- When?
- This morning.

It's fresh in the pot.

Out hunting.

He's too old to hunt.

Pretty much blind. Can't even smell.

The other one. I moved them.

- Didn't recognize me.
- He's senile.

Stares at me sometimes like I didn't raise him from a puppy.

I raised him.

You played with him. That's not the same thing.

You went up to see Father?

- 1869.
- What about it?

He was born in 1862.

No, he wasn't.

He was.

He never wanted Mother to know how much older he was.

- How do you know?
- Hmm.

The day I left for Fort Riley,

he took me aside.

Said I shouldn't wait as long as he did

to start a family.

Well, the stone's paid for.

No changing it now.

Was it quick?

He didn't want the minister.

Pretty skeptical about all that last couple of years.

So I was there,

Gerald was there.

He liked Gerry.

You would have liked him.

- I think.
- Mmm.

I knew him, didn't I?

His family runs the gravel pit out on the lake road.

Mmm. Hubert.

He's the older one. He comes around. Helps out.

I'm sorry, Em.

Orphaned in April. Married in May.

Pregnant in August. Widowed in November.

And they say nothing happens in Plover.

I'm not gonna ask you where you've been

or how you've lived.

I just need to know one thing.

Are you staying?

I have to go into Milwaukee just for the day.

- The Veterans' Bureau...
- I didn't ask.

You still read?

Of course. Everything you sent me.

Well, here.

I wouldn't get past the first 10 pages,

but you always liked stories with sword fights.

Richard.

I didn't think I'd ever see you again.

Whatever brought you home, I'm glad.

But if you don't come back this time...

...don't come back at all.

I couldn't bear it.

I'm going to look for Sampson.

I will clean it.

- It's not important.
- It is important to me.

It's only coffee.

Everything is only something.

I have no idea what that means.

Eddie.

Eddie.

Eddie!

Could you, please?

Thank you.

- It is overcooked.
- It's fine.

No, it is not.

- It might be a little hard.
- It is inedible.

If that's what you think, why did you serve it?

I do not know.

I do not know why I do anything.

Regarding Florida...

I have not packed your bags yet.

Do you need some help?

Look, there's no sense in standing on pride.

We can get Tom to fetch the steamer.

I'm perfectly capable of preparing you for your trip.

I didn't say you weren't.

Somehow I believe I am up to the task

of selecting your shoes, your shirts, your suits,

and your delicate undergarments,

as challenging as that might appear.

Then why haven't you?

I'm seeking reliable knowledge regarding the weather in Tampa.

Call the hotel.

Just a suggestion.

Do you wish to be driven to the construction site today?

I wasn't intending to walk.

Do you wish me to drive you?

- You have other things to do.
- I do not.

Then, yes.

I will endeavor not to crash the car.

I'm selling hydrangeas, George, not the grippe.

No, sir. Allergies.

Give.

Mostly everyone paid.

And, uh, them that didn't?

Oh, they paid as well.

Ah! Leave off it. You're snapping the heads.

How's that Viking brood of yours?

Fine, sir. If there are no more deliveries...

How many kids you got again?

Two. Ages three and one.

God damn it.

Six-eighty-four...

They spend it fast as you can make it, huh?

- We manage to make do.
- Mmm.

Who wants to settle for that?

It's a pretty good haul.

Some cabbage coming your way.

Our wops over in Cicero.

- Mr. Capone?
- Needs some extra muscle.

Make sure the voters stay informed.

If it's all the same, sir, I'd rather not get behind on my deliveries.

Jesus, Mueller, I got a dozen fellas who can break things.

What I need is one can think on his feet.

Pollen.

Keep close to Al and Frank.

They're moving into the sticks, hats off, bon voyage.

But they make a peep about staying in Chicago

between bites of macaroni, then that's something I should know.

Hmm?

Everything here the latest.

Wallpaper from England, curtain hand-painted in New York.

Same as Broadway.

- And, uh...
- These chandeliers?

Sconces.

They custom-made in Paris.

I think it's turned out splendidly, Mr. White.

You seem to have developed a taste for the finer things.

Oliver,

now these two families coming together

through Samuel and my little girl.

They gonna have a proper ceremony at Shiloh Baptist.

That's guaranteed.

And we gonna celebrate it right here.

That's my gift to them.

What if we never have another party again?

Why don't I show my parents the club room?

I'll join y'all in a minute.

We ain't found that woman.

You side-wind in just to tell me that?

You'd be on me if I don't.

Sweetback, I be on you one way or the other.

- She gone.
- You don't know that.

What you want from me? I've been up, down, all over, back around again.

I want you to come tell me something else.

- All right.
- One more, fellas.

Thank you.

Now you all know I'm a builder at heart.

Before I took this office and after I leave it...

What about during it?

Open bidding, boys. Every step of the way.

So let's focus on the good souls who will be worshiping here,

the children who'll be learning,

and the wise shepherds

who will be guiding their flock as under the...

Under the eyes of a merciful God.

Now, Nick here is gonna show you around.

Now don't forget to take some good pictures.

Nick, don't forget to show them that playground.

That's right.

Very considerate of you.

Fine day for a groundbreaking, eh, Nuck?

Part I like best, before all the headaches begin.

- I think this one's gonna be...
- I come to you.

What?

I have to come to you.

I've had my hands full. You know that.

And I can't come to the club, much as I'd love to.

The missus keeps begging, but those jackals...

Where's mine, Ed?

- Your what?
- My cut.

- You thought I'd forget?
- This?

You're not part of this.

This is straight through the diocese.

Now, when we get the convention center moving, you and I...

What do you think?

You are addressing me?

You're the only other person here.

Mr. Thompson is part of everything.

He's in the sky and sea.

He's in the dreams of children at night.

He is all that there is forever.

What do you want, Nuck?

What do you want, Ed?

That's the more interesting question.

Before all the headaches begin.

- I just thought...
- You were wrong.

You'll have it first thing tomorrow.

Is that okay?

Of course it is.

And then we'll get started on the next one.

Stay on the trunk road.

Come back with a cracked axle again, you bought yourself a rig.

Don't.

You're gonna kill me anyway, aren't you?

Two fingers.

The floor.

Carl Billings.

Do you know him?

Because he knows you.

We were partners.

Me, Werner, Billings.

Gonna make a fortune together.

But in the end, Carl just got in the way.

I met him on a train

heading west from New Jersey.

He paid me to kill you and Werner

and the men you sent after him.

How much did he offer?

One thousand

for each of you.

I'll beat that.

Easy.

If that's what this is about.

Cash you out...

...right now.

Do you have any family?

Put the bullet in. That's what Carl is paying you for, isn't it?

I asked you a question.

Wife, two girls.

When you see your children tonight,

remember,

it didn't cost you anything.

I'm on the sleeper Thursday morning.

- Anything along the way...
- Just enjoy the trip.

...telegram or call McCoy.

Tom has the number.

Bill's in clover down there, huh?

We'll see.

And, uh, I'll bring something back for the kids.

A bag of oranges might be nice.

That's a lot to carry around.

About lime. I'm all out of small talk.

They understand this needs to be quick?

He shouldn't even be here.

Let's keep everybody happy.

Fred.

I guess we'd both prefer a private booth at the Knife & Fork.

I'll take it on the way back.

I am behind closed doors in DC tomorrow night.

What's that about?

Mellon and Coolidge moving the chess pieces around again.

- Don't give either of them my regards.
- I won't.

He wants to get off on the right foot

and make sure you know he's aware of how things work.

Then let's have him tell me.

You can come over.

Mr. Thompson.

You'd probably rather I didn't...

My name is Warren Knox, sir.

I don't know if you're aware that my predecessor...

- He's aware, son.
- Oh.

Good.

Well, not good.

Actually, it was terrible.

Sacrifice in the line of duty.

Yes.

That's...

Anyway, I just wanted to tell you,

man-to-man, that as the new head

of the Prohibition Enforcement in Atlantic City,

I do intend to take my duties with the utmost seriousness

and enforce the existing laws to the very best of my abilities.

- What?
- That was a joke.

I was joking. I thought you might all appreciate that.

Where are you from?

Me? I'm from Iowa.

Where in Iowa?

- Atkins.
- Where is that?

It's approximately 14 miles from Cedar Rapids, depending on the route.

This is how we're going to proceed.

Any concerns you have, any needs you want addressed,

you'll deal with this man.

- Your brother?
- But you and I, we're not going to meet again.

That's how the system works.

I think you'll find it's a useful arrangement.

Any part of what I just said not clear to you?

No, sir. You were really succinct.

Then we're done.

Step there.

Careful now.

I don't like surprises.

Hush and quiet.

Now open.

- What's this?
- It is the Davenport.

Oh, my.

Yes, it is the best one.

Has anyone sat on it?

You will be the first.

You sit in our home after you work so hard.

We have chairs.

This is more proper.

And there is a credenza and table which is new coming Friday.

Cedar chest and bed of maple.

How much is all this?

For only $360.

We don't have that.

Husband, it is time.

Time for what?

These things I buy on time.

- Only $15 a week.
- That's over half my pay.

For 12 months and we are done.

12 months?

That's 52 weeks times 15, which comes to too much.

It's too much, so it all has to go back.

And don't make that face, please. You need to understand.

I live with the walls that are not painted and the doors not hanging.

I can! hang the doors. I've explained this.

They sent the wrong doors with the kit.

- And until this dispute is...
- Nelson.

You buy the house that comes in the boxes.

You put it together with the hammer and the saw.

I just followed the instructions.

You're smart and you're strong.

But it is a house still.

I want to make the home.

For you.

For our children.

- Daniel.
- Yes, Mr. White?

Keep it open through here now.

- We clear off in a minute.
- That's a minute too late.

- Don't tell her that.
- I see that.

No, sir. Ain't nothing.

Y'all heard me the first time.

Ain't standing for you red-eye and giggly.

Yeah, we do hear you, Mr. White.

You need to hear me a lot louder.

Don't want that muggle around. Kill it.

- Daphne.
- Mr. White.

- Luella.
- Good evening, Mr. White.

Hey, Janine, you gonna keep that leg up tonight?

- Yes, sir.
- They're paying cash money out there now.

Kick 'em high.

Hey.

Mr. White. We just wondering.

- About what?
- Mr. Pastor.

He usually front us in advance.

That between you and him.

We ain't seen him since Friday.

Tell you what,

I'll take care of y'all now and square with him later.

My old pal Chalky.

How you doing' friend?

Oh, I'm peaches. And this is cream.

Say, the place looks swell.

- You'd never know.
- Never know what?

The last one kind of went out with a bang.

Hey, champ, put 'em up.

- Come on.
- How's that?

Heard you knocked the stuffing out of Joe Gans back of a barn.

I ain't got the sand to cross you.

- Come on.
- Come on. Come on.

Here it comes. Here it comes.

Oh, you got me down, friend. You got me down.

I don't know my own strength.

Bring these people another round on the house.

Oh, no, we couldn't. But we will.

Oh, oh, oh! Just one for luck.

Y'all enjoy yourselves, hear?

Got the girls coming and they stepping high.

All right. Looking good, sweetheart.

"I desire then that in every place the men should pray,

"lifting holy hands without anger or quarreling.

"Likewise also that women should adorn themselves

"in respectable apparel

"with modesty and self-control."

First Timothy 2:9.

Do you know your Bible, Mr. White?

Better than I know you.

You don't know me at all.

Dr. Valentin Narcisse.

And you've met Mrs. Pastor.

That is established.

Well, uh, what you doing in the private rooms, Doctor?

What choice am I offered?

The Libyan performs in your club.

The Libyan serves in your club.

But the Libyan may not attend your club.

- Ain't no Libyans here.
- You yourself are one.

- Oh, I'm from Texas.
- Ah.

Our roots go deeper than that.

Across oceans to the mother continent where all things begin.

You nervous, dear?

Just a little.

You needn't be.

Mr. White is civilized. I am civilized.

We're having a civilized conversation.

May I sit?

Will you sit? I only ask.

You Owney Madden's man.

I am not.

What are you?

I am a man.

I have business with Mr. Madden, but I am not his man.

Then why you here with her?

Do you mind? It will be unpleasant.

Go ahead.

Because your employee slashed the throat of my employee savagely.

Quite savagely.

Which employee is that?

Mine was Dickie Pastor.

Yours was... Forgive me, his name?

He called him Dunn.

You called him Dunn.

Dickie had a rare eye.

He had his flaws. Who does not?

But a rare eye for talent.

I came to rely upon it.

Now he's gone.

What shall we do, Mr. White?

What shall we do?

I ain't seen your man going on three days now.

Last I heard' he had doings in Newark.

Ask around there.

That would be a waste of my time.

You're wasting it now.

You called him Dunn.

Ask around Newark.

- Dr. Narcisse.
- Yes, dear?

Can't we just go?

Please?

It doesn't matter.

You wish to leave it at this?

I ain't pick it up in the first place.

After you, dear.

I like this room.

One looks down in secret and sees many things.

You know what I saw?

No.

A servant pretending to be a king.

Perfect.

From Mayor Bader.

From me.

- What is it?
- Perhaps you should open it.

- You can just tell me.
- I am resigning.

Because of the eggs?

Because you do not treat me seriously.

Look, I know what all this took out of you.

It wasn't something I wanted you involved in.

And you should know... I should have said...

What you need to understand

is that no matter what happens, there's always going to be a place for you.

For 11 years, I have tended to you.

I've fed you, dressed and undressed you,

nursed you in sickness.

I have fought for you without concern for myself.

I have watched other men come and go.

Lesser men.

Duplicitous men.

I am still here.

What do you want?

Respect.

I do respect you.

I wish you to demonstrate it.

That is beneath you.

- I don't know that it is.
- I insist on it.

Are you quitting or asking for a promotion?

This will be for you to decide.

I need your help.

He won't move.

Is he hurt?

He's just dying.

Careful. He's still got some bite.

Sampson.

Sampson, you old wolf.

H's me.

Hey, it's me.

What do you want to do?

Can't use this on him.

The Springfield.

No cartridges.

Well, this isn't right.

Your pistol.

I don't have a pistol.

Yes, you do.

You hid it when you came back.

And you took it with you to the Veterans' Bureau.

Just do it quick.

Please?

I can't.

I can't.

I'm sorry, I can't.

All right.

Give it to me.

Emma.

I don't want any more of it.

Now, maybe these fellas ain't been following the news lately,

so herds your chance to read 'em off the headlines

loud and clear.

Two of youse each exit and come in swinging.

And don't you stop.

I want that room empty in two minutes.

Enjoy your work, boys, but, uh, leave 'em so they can talk.

Spread the word to their pals.

Voting Democrat is not good for their health.

There's chow, so fill your holes. We leave at 8:00.

I know you.

George Mueller.

We met several months ago.

The Swedish guy.

- Norwegian.
- Yeah.

So how come we don't talk anymore?

Mr. O'Banion has me delivering flowers.

I'm not involved in anything else.

I told Deanie, "Send me your biggest and brightest."

He gets it half right.

You deliver flowers?

I'm responsible...

You hurt yourself on a thorn?

I just do what he tells me.

He tell you to come out here and what?

Make sure we win?

Or lose? Maybe he wants us to lose.

Is that what he wants?

Hmm?

Don't say, "I don't know."

I believe Mr. O'Banion hopes very much Cicero becomes your new home.

And where does that leave him?

It leaves him in Chicago.

What I say, huh?

I told Johnny.

I said that scheming mick fuck,

soon as our backs is turned, he's gonna reach in with both hands

- and grab as much territory as...
- Al.

- You were supposed to come to me, huh?
- Al.

No, I remember now. That was the fucking arrangement.

- I showed you mercy, you fuck!
- Al. Al. Al. Al.

Al. Al. Al.

Just shooting the breeze here, all right?

He delivers flowers.

What you said, just an opinion, right?

I really don't know anything.

- Is it George?
- Yes, sir.

Go grab a sap and a sandwich, George.

Gonna need both.

He's sitting right here.

That woman by his side.

- What'd you say?
- What you think?

I said I ain't seen him and I don't know.

But that woman with him, buck.

And they ain't finding Dickie in Newark no matter how hard they look.

- All right.
- All right what?

I take care of both of them.

- That's your answer?
- Lot of room in that swamp.

You ain't going near it. You hear me, Dunn?

What kind of doctor?

We ain't get around to that.

Well, listen now, ain't nothing he can do.

And that pink tail of his came at me.

He don't give one shit what happened to him. I know it.

He just coming in from New York so's he can fish around for some...

The fuck going on down there?

Where the motherfucking band?

Where the fuck everybody at?

Mr. White.

Why aren't y'all down there?

We can't, sir.

Unless you got four broke legs, boy...

Dr. Narcisse won't let us.

What he got to do with it?

Well?

He own a piece of us, sir.

He own a piece of everybody.

And if he give the word, then we...

This is for you.

You read it.

"A servant is not greater than his master,

"nor is a messenger greater than the one who dispatched him."

John 13?

Dr. Narcisse knows his gospel.

Agent Knox.

Second in his class James Polk High School.

Four years as a sales clerk for Woolworth's.

Two as a part-time postman.

And then his ascension to the Bureau of Prohibition.

Where's he from?

Atkins, Iowa.

Fourteen miles outside Cedar Rapids.

If you insist.

That's all there is?

I'd say your Agent Knox is a hayseed of the purest variety.

They can't buy the mayor's office and they can't bully their way in, either.

Cicero is an honest town, an American town.

That's right. American.

Our neighbors may hail from Bohemia or Poland or Bavaria

or the far reaches of the Steppes,

but we stand here today under the same... Under...

- Step back.
- Hey, move aside.

- Under the same...
- Hey, look out, doll.

Stars and stripes and...

Who's feeling like a hero?

Huh? Anyone?

No?

Okay.

We'll just start with you.

Shh!

No!

No, slop!

No, please!

Please!

Get off!

Stop!

Oh! No!

You dropped this.

He locked the door.

He hit me.

I thought I would black out. I wanted to, but...

I stayed awake.

He...

He shoved himself inside

like he was stabbing me.

I tried to scream, but...

I couldn't.

He hit me again.

Dickie came in.

He wasn't a big man, but he fought him.

So brave.

He fought that animal.

I shouted, "Dickie, watch out!

"Watch out!"

I have it, sir.

Is there a powder room?

Right through there.

Mr. Narcisse.

Dr. Narcisse, Mr. Thompson.

I studied too long to forgo it.

Doctor.

How did he know what hotel they were at?

Who can say? Dickie was resourceful.

My man outside tell a different tale.

A rapist kills and a killer lies.

You don't have any proof.

That burden is on you.

How's that?

A female of the Nordic tribe, a Libyan man,

degraded, a discredit to his blood, but a Libyan nonetheless.

The verdict is inescapable.

Just say how much.

Alma is a widow and I am bereft as well.

Say how much and let's end it.

You see why I wish to deal with you?

I don't think I do.

Only kings understand each other.

I'm just here to help a friend in a delicate situation.

This man is your friend?

What's wrong with that?

Nothing is wrong if you see nothing wrong in it.

Your friend is facing a difficulty.

His club has no acts to present.

- We'll find new ones.
- We?

So it is more than friendship.

Or less. I think it might be less.

I think it's none of your business.

Respectfully, I disagree.

The club, the acts, the profit and the loss, all of this is my business.

I have seen them succeed, I've seen them fail very quickly.

Very costly, hmm?

I need to hear your price.

It is for you to decide what your friendship is worth.

- I ain't paying a dime.
- Chalky.

I give you one minute to get your Jamaican ass...

I am from Trinidad.

I don't give a fuck where you from.

- Chalky.
- Or where the fuck you going back to.

Get your fucking John and Timothy ass...

- See what I struggle with? - ...and all your high-halting bullshit...

Ten.

10% of the club.

The acts come back, the other problem goes away,

and it's 10%.

That's a fair price. You're going to pay it.

That's...

That's my judgment.

Do you accept?

I do.

It's better off settled.

There you are.

I didn't want to intrude.

We're done here, dear.

It's time to take you away.

Get your story all told?

The Negro in question.

What's that make you?

Merely another child of God.

What can you tell us about the Adelphi Apothecary

on Pacific Avenue?

It's a drugstore, gentlemen.

What about Gerald McHugh?

I'm not familiar with that name.

He ran a still raided by the late Agent Stanley Sawicki

just 26 days ago.

Shortly after his arrest, you signed an order for his release.

- I sign a lot of orders, son.
- I'm not your son.

It's a figure of speech.

And if Agent Sawicki believed Mr. McHugh

was more useful to us as a confidential informer...

Enoch Thompson.

What about him?

Do you know him?

I know who he is.

You know of him or you know him?

Who are you?

Who is this child?

You can address me as Acting Director Hoover.

Acting director of what?

The Bureau of Investigation.

What is this?

Ira?

What's going on?

We're cooperating, Fred.

With him?

And his undercover operative.

What the hell is this?

That's the cash you gave me yesterday' sir.

After our meeting with Nucky Thompson.

You lying little shit.

- I beg your pardon?
- I want to speak to a lawyer.

No. No lawyers, Mr. Elliot.

No calls, no telegrams.

No alerting Nucky Thompson or anyone else

who you're helping to subvert the course of justice.

I know this game and I'm not playing.

I never saw this money. I've never met Nucky Thompson.

And you are completely outside your jurisdiction.

I am not some Bolshevik under the bed.

I am a natural-born US citizen and a Treasury Department official.

And I...

Why can't they just admit they're guilty?

The moral dimension is absent from the criminal's makeup.

Good beginning, Jim.

I won't let you down, Edgar.

Yes, dear?

Pardon?

You're looking at me.

I just wanted to say thank you.

For what?

Coming to my rescue.

Like a prince in a fairy tale.

You are.

To me.

Did you get what you want?

We will have to see.

Dickie was a loss.

A very great loss.

And that man?

Mr. Purnsley.

What happens to him?

What would you like to happen?

What happened to Dickie, but worse.

Ah, the Old Testament.

After what he did to me...

A tree? Some rope perhaps?

Well, why not?

What's wrong?

Maurice?

Need to check the tires, Doctor.

A thing mixed is a thing weakened.

What?

A thing mixed is a thing weakened.

Is that from the Bible?

It is from me.

It's nice for cocktails.

To hide the impurities,

but they are there.

And with each dilution, the spirit slips away.

The spirit and the color, until nothing authentic is left.

How did Dickie know what hotel to find you in?

I...

You said yourself, resourceful.

I was lying.

I was raped.

No doubt.

And yet...

And yet this is a tale I've heard one time too many.

No. No. No!

No. No.

No, he raped...

Raped me.

No!

No! No!

He...

Let's get something straight.

Anything you see, anything you hear,

anything I ask you to do,

you do not discuss it with anyone.

I never have and never will.

Guarantee Trust.

Open up a safety-deposit box, largest one they have.

Take the cash from Bader and lock it up tight.

There'll be more to come.

Are you comfortable with this?

In whose name?

Make it yours.

That is what I was going to suggest.

From now on, Tom can bring my meals.

Ja.

Royal Palm to Tampa.

Hello?

Hello?

Emma Harrow?

Who's calling?

The county assessors office.

Is Emma Harrow there?

Not right now.

Are you a member of the household?

I'm her brother.

Well, I'm sorry to have to bring this up, sir,

but there are three years' back taxes due

on the property at mile marker four,

Portage Road,

and the sooner we get that all straightened out, the better.

What is she doing out here?

That's him, yeah.

Shh, shh. There he is.

Lookout. Let me in.

Let me in.

She's got no identification, sir.

We're checking all the hotels.

- Keep them back and get her out of here.
- Anything to say about this?