All language subtitles for 4_1883.S01E10.1080p_English

- (Money for nothing by dire straits)
- Mtv...

(Melancholy music playing)

Elsa: The numbing shock of war
is behind me now.

Pain has taken its place.

Hurts to move.

Hurts to breathe.

The back of my head throbs
with every step of my horse.

(Dramatic music playing)

I look at the world
through the hazy lens of fever,

and somehow see it clearer.

(Dramatic music continues)

(Feebly) Run, little rabbit.

What is death?

What is this thing we all share...

Rabbits, birds, horses, trees...

Everyone I love
and everyone who loves me...

Even stars die...

And we know absolutely nothing of it.

(Dramatic music playing)

State your business with the fort.

You're boys.

State your business.

Who are you gonna protect?

I guess I'll protect
who needs protecting.

You should spend some time
outside these walls

before you make that statement.

State your business or be on your way.

(Scoffs)

Don't touch her!

What's wrong with her?
We don't need no smallpox.

She got shot.

Get the surgeon.

Follow me.

Come on, baby.

(Theme music playing)

- (Door kicked open)
- Major, a woman needs help.

- What happened?
- She was shot.

Gonna need to summon yer staff, major.

Got two more coming behind...
Head wound and a snake bite.

Well, just list the ailments, sir.

I'll decide who to summon.

- Looks like she's already been treated.
- Just a battle dressing.

Is there a battle
that I'm not I'm unaware of?

Gunfights do not a battle make.

Captain.

Gunfights do not a battle make,
"captain."

Believe me when I say,
I know the difference, major.

- This wound is from an arrow.
- Mm-hm.

Swelling in her liver.

(Sighs)

I suggest you get her to fort laramie.

Nothing I can do for you here.

I got no porters,
no nurses, no staff at all.

How can you man a fort without a staff?

There is no fort. (Laughs)

It's been abandoned.

We're meeting engineers
from pacific northwest

as they map a path
for the railroad north and east.

No more wagons for this country.

- Who is she to you?
- She's my daughter.

The arrow hit her liver.

Hard enough to recover
from a bullet through the liver,

let alone an arrow.

Those things are filthy
and half the time poisoned.

And even if her liver does heal,
sepsis is in her.

I'm not saying it can't be beat, but...

I've never seen it.

Just get her strong enough
to travel, that's all I ask.

Travel? She's done traveling.

Laramie is as far as she goes.
If you're lucky.

Best you can hope for is that she wakes
and you get to say goodbye.

I'll get my bag.

(Soft dramatic music playing)

(Kiss)

Move!

You ain't no soldiers
but you're Manning a fort.

We're with the cy ranch.

The ranch owns the fort.

Cy part of the Wyoming
stock growers' association?

Part of it. Mr. Carey founded it.

Don't that figure.

Y'all need rooms for the night?

We rent 'em.

We're gonna keep moving.

Where'd they go?

We head to laramie.

All this land is owned by the boss
of those deputies we killed.

This fort included.

Go north. Hit the Bozeman trail.

That'll put us in Montana
for the winter.

You think this place is wild.

Ain't gonna take them long
for those deputies we killed.

This whole country will be hunting us.

Again.

Your daughter needs a doctor.

What's a doctor gonna do for her?

You been to war. I have too.

Three days.

Her liver either heals or it fails.

And if it heals,

she's got another week maybe.

Yeah.

I gotta talk to my wife.

(Sniffs)

(Dramatic music continues)

Walk with me?

John, go check on your sister, okay?

- (Sighs)
- We can't wait it out here.

- Why not?
- Doesn't matter why. We just can't.

Ain't no doctor can help her.

Nobody can.

And we ain't gonna lay her to rest here.

We keep heading north.

Where she dies, that's where we stay.

She'll be with us.

And you can visit her any time you want.

Oh, I'll be there every day.

Until you put me in the ground
right beside her.

(Dramatic music playing)

I need everyone to gather around.

We're gonna head north from here.

Winter in the Bozeman valley,

then push on to Oregon in the spring.

(Speaking slavic)

(In English) No no no.
We go to Oregon now.

In the springtime.

- You promised.
- I'm keeping my promise...

I just changed the way I'm keeping it.

Get ready to leave.

Captain, these folks need a few days.

Gotta get Josef to the doctor.

There is no doctor.
Just more of those thieves.

And if we stay around here,
they're gonna hang us.

We are staying.

The trail is easy enough to follow now.

We will make it to Oregon without you.

Suit yourself.

(Dramatic music playing)

Wait. Wait... we go with you.

Show me your leg.

Show me your leg.

You can't drive.

You can't walk.

She can't drive.

How am I supposed to take you with me?

I'll drive it.

- They're gonna die.
- Then they die.

They're free people now.
That's what they chose.

Ain't my job to tell you what to drive.

(Dramatic music playing)

We got a herd of cattle
just sitting in the prairie.

Leave 'em.

What do you want us to do?

What do you want to do?

I hate turning my back to ya, but...

If we ain't pushing cattle for you,
we ain't much use.

(Dramatic music playing)

Where are we goin'?

Montana, honey.

Wonder what that'll be like.

It was a hell of a thing
riding with you.

It was a hell of a thing
riding with you.

Colton: Wasn't a day on this drive
I was prettier than you.

You'll always the be one
that got away, Elsa.

Colton, you gotta be
pretty damn good looking

to think the one you never had
got away from you.

(Laughs)

Go back to Texas,
you pretty son of a bitch.

Ma'am.

(Laughs)

I wondered what became of them.

Wondered if they staked their claim
in Wyoming and built sod houses,

bought cattle and tried
to scratch a life from this place.

Or perhaps they fought the winter
and braved their way to Oregon,

laying stakes in the emerald fields
of the willamette valley.

But I'd seen too much of this world...

Knew too much about the nature of man

to think either would be their future.

Another future awaited them,

and it lay in the abyss of
unmarked graves along the Oregon trail.

(Fire crackling)

(Margaret singing lullaby)

(Melancholy music playing)

(Panting)

(Moans)

(Screams)

She any better today?

She won't take water.

(Exhales)

Your leg is dying.

And the death is working its way up.

Now, we can take the leg...

Or you can die with it.

Those are your choices.

You know this?

I know it.

You know how to take the leg?

I know how.

Take it.

Okay.

Margaret's been holding out on us.

She only sings for the kids.

Not for you?

She promised me
she'd sing at my funeral,

but she made me promise
she'd die first, so...

Got horse traded out of my song.
(Laughs)

(Margaret singing)

Women will strike some tricky bargains,
won't they.

I've never come out
on the winning end of one yet.

During the war,
I got a telegraph from my wife

that said she was taking another lover.

And leaving with him on Friday.

It was a Monday
when I got the telegraph.

So, I got my sword real goddam sharp
to slice that son of a bitch,

and rode two days straight.

(Both laugh)

When I got there,
she ran out of the house and...

Tackled me in a hug.

Said she'd read the rebels
were in Pennsylvania

and she dreamed that I was gonna die
on a battlefield at gettysburg.

That dirty, little liar saved my life.

(Chuckles)

Josef's leg got's to come off.

We should do it now.

(Dramatic music playing)

All right.

(Josef winces)

(Josef giggles)

(Groans)

Thank you.

(Gulps)

So we do this now?

Not yet.

Not till you're so drunk
you can't see straight.

Need about half that bottle in you.

I'm German.

Half this bottle
I'm just hitting my stride

(laughs)

(Tense music playing)

(Laughs)

We had these stupid French running
through the streets of Paris like dogs.

Allez, allez, allez... (Laughs)

You know what the hell
he's talking about?

- Some battle.
- (Josef groans)

Don't matter.

Sumbitch can drink that whiskey.

Josef: (Slurring) What no one...
Understands about a battle is the noise.

The noise of it...

When they start, you can hear the man

beside you scream
over the bombs and rifles.

Before long, you can't hear the bombs...

Over the screams...

Now we're getting somewhere.

Finish that last swig, Josef.

(Groans)

(Grunts)

Fuck.

That ain't one of yer good ones, is it?

Margaret: I don't have a good one.

(Groans)

No, no, I'm not ready.

(Grunts)

(Groans)

You just lay right there and take a nap.
We ain't starting nothin'.

Don't you...

We ain't doing nothin'.
Just lay back and rest.

Let's give him a few minutes.

(Tense music playing)

James: Y'all put your knees on his arms.

Press your hands
into his shoulders, hard.

Margaret: Thomas, you might need that.

Which leg you want?

I'm working the saw.

I got the cutting leg.

He's gonna try to kick the life
out of you when he comes to.

I don't think he's coming to.

Well, he's coming to.

-Margaret: Okay
-shea: Slow down.

Thomas: Cut around to the bone
first, yeah?

I'd go right to the saw.

It'll heal better this way.

Okay.

All right, y'all get on him.

Hold on.

- (Screams)
- Shea: Hold him! Hold him!

Oh, my god.

Shea: Gotta Bury that leg.

He don't need to see a coyote
running through the plains

with his foot tomorrow.

Y'all can get up now.

Elsa: Are we in Montana?

(Soft dramatic music playing)

Almost.

- Honey, you need to lay down.
- Mm.

I'm cold. Wanna sit by the fire.

There anything to eat?

I can sure make you something
real quick.

I'm sure glad
I didn't get shot in the leg.

(Laughs)

(Dramatic music playing)

(Dishes clink)

Gonna have to hold out
for about 15 minutes.

I ain't going nowhere.

Uh-huh.

Fever's broke.

Color's back too. That's good.

How's the pain?

It's there, but not like it was.

You want some bacon?

(Laughs) Sure.

(Footsteps receding)

(Dramatic music playing)

Y'all made good time.

Went from prairie to pine trees
in a day.

We left the fort three days ago.

- Slept my way here, I guess.
- Yeah, honey. You sure did.

(Invigorating music playing)

(Rustling)

I'm not sure what Oregon looks like...

But I bet it don't look like this.

(Chuckles) Should have aimed
for this place from the start.

I don't know what Oregon looks
like either, honey, but...

This is hard to beat.

The only people who know
what it looks like are already there.

Funny, when you think about it.

All those people from Europe...

Don't speak our language...

Don't know anything about this place.

Risking their lives
over rumors and dreams.

Rumors and dreams
built this whole world, honey.

Every inch of it.

Wanna know my greatest fear about dying?

It's being forgotten.

And I can't understand why 'cause

I won't be here
to know anyone forgot me.

What a silly thing to scare me.

Nobody's gonna forget you, Elsa.

And you ain't dying.

You should be dead.

But you pay about as much attention to
the rules of nature as you pay to mine.

You look at me like I'm dying.

I look at you for what you are...

The most important thing to me
on this planet.

And that comes with a lot of worry.

Because I can't replace you.

The others were wrong
not to come with us.

You think they'll make it to Oregon?

I don't think they'll make it
out of Wyoming.

Me neither.

Elsa: We never spoke of
dreams or death again.

Never spoke of the pioneers either.

Because there was no need.

(Soothing music playing)

(Objects clattering)

Man: Hey!

(Yelps)

Man: Come on! Let's go!

(Gunshot)

(Gunshot)

Elsa: To survive the frontier,

you must learn to recognize
those who won't.

And be weary of their doomed decisions.

They are to be avoided at all costs,

because their fear
is tragedy's closest cousin.

And tragedy is contagious in this place.

- (Birds chirping)
- (Deers grunting)

(Rustling)

(Exhales)

(Gunshot)

(Serene music playing)

(Groans)

(Breathing heavily)

(Groans)

(Panting)

(Intense music playing)

- Shea!
- Hold up here.

Get ready.

In the foot locker!

(Horse whinnies)

She's hurt.

I know. Shot. Lakota arrow.

They been making war?

Somebody made war on them.

They thought it was us.

What do your, uh, doctors say?

We have no doctors.

I'll get you a doctor.

(Speaking crow)

(In English) We need to put her
in the creek.

It's too cold.

She's got a fever.

(Grunts)

Cold is what she needs.

Stop the bleeding.

(Speaking crow)

(Breathing heavily)

(In English) That was quite
the battle, huh?

- (Chuckles) Was a good one.
- (Laughs)

You her father?

I can call him.

You call him.

(Gunshots)

(Soft dramatic music playing)

(Soft dramatic music continues)

(Splashing)

(Speaking crow)

(Fire crackling)

(Chattering in crow)

(Choral music playing)

(Chanting in crow)

(In English) You are her father.

I am.

What do you know of war?

- More than I care to.
- Mm.

You know that the lakota,
they dip their arrows in manure,

so a hit is fatal.

And an arrow in the liver
is for certain.

I know what's coming.

I just...

Where we put her in the ground
is where we stay.

And I gotta find that place fast.

Otherwise I'm living out here
in the sagebrush with you.

(Laughs)

I know a place for you.

You go through that pass
then you follow the river south.

I used to hunt that valley as a boy.

(Dramatic music playing)

The winters are cruel,

but the summers are rich,
and a man who...

Plans can thrive.

And you look like a man who plans.

What's the valley called?

I don't know the word
in your language, but it's, uh...

When you die, you go there.

Heaven.

No, there's another word, it's not...

Paradise.

Yes...

Paradise. Good name.

But know this that in seven generations

my people will rise up,
and take it back from you.

In seven generations you can have it.

James: How long's the trip?

Spotted eagle:
Depends how fast you ride.

But with that wagon,
it will take a week.

And she doesn't have that.

Someday my family
might seek to hunt that valley

and if they do, you remember me.
Hm?

And you let them.

Your family can hunt
the day I get there and every day after.

Mm. Good.

Feel better?

(Crying) You lied.

I'm sorry.

(Crying hysterically)

I'm dying.

I know, honey.

(Melancholy music playing)

(Exhales)

(Crying)

Make me a promise.

Anything.

Let me choose the spot. Please?

Yeah, honey.

You choose the spot.

(Peaceful music playing)

They're fine. Ate good.

Went right to sleep.

They haven't spoken since
their father died...

Since Texas.

Wish I could get them to shut up.

They talk to you?

All the time.

Ask about what's this sound
and this animal...

What's Oregon like...

They won't talk to me.

For months.

Guess I'd blame me too.

Ain't blame.

They just don't know what to say.

After all they seen you go through.

It's the journey that keeps them
from talking with you.

To them, you're this, this giant egg...

They're terrified is gonna break.

They talk to me 'cause

they couldn't care less if I break.

And that's fine.

Guess I don't care too much myself.

What happens in Oregon?

Don't know a thing about Oregon.

With us, I mean.

Figure we find a valley with, uh...

Some good water,

no people.

Then we stake it out and make it ours.

And your boys will talk to you again.

'Cause the journey's over.

(Soft dramatic music playing)

I've lost a daughter too.

Time will come when you blame yourself.

Think it's your fault.

For giving her so much rein.

And maybe it is your fault...

But I'll say this...

I've watched this girl
for the last six months

and she has outlived us all.

I'm 75 years old...

And she has out-smiled me,

out-loved me, out-fought me... (Laughs)

She's outlived me.

She's out-lived all of us.

She wants to pick the spot
where she's buried.

(Both laugh)

She wants to choose it. Put eyes on it.

These wagons
won't make the trip in time.

My boy can't make the trip on horseback.

Mm-hm.

And I gave her my word.

I can't let her life end
with me breaking it.

(Sighs) And I have absolutely no idea
how to tell my wife...

I gotta take her daughter
away from her...

To die...

And she can't go.

She'll hear the logic in it from you.

From me, all she'll hear
is the cruelty in it.

You think you can do that for me?

Please...

(Sighs)

Yeah.

I can do that for ya.

Ma'am?

So, what is my husband
too scared to ask me?

He promised your daughter
she could choose where she dies.

And that's where you build the ranch.

But it's a week's drive on a wagon.

She ain't got a week.

Horse can make it in two days.

Still haven't heard a question.

Well...

I really don't know
what the question is, ma'am.

I guess the question is, are you willing
to say goodbye to her here.

(Sighs)

Men are such fucking cowards.

(Sighs)

(Sobbing)

It ain't cowardice, ma'am.

It's a shame that the question's
even being asked.

(Breath trembling)

When do they leave?

Should leave in the morning.

I'm sorry.

Ain't no other way.

(Sad music playing)

(Sniffs)

(Groans)

(Dramatic music playing)

(Crying)

(Sniffs)

I love you.

I love you both.

With all my heart.

I'll see you in the valley, mama.

I'll see you there.

(Melancholy music playing)

I hope you prove 'em all wrong.

Hope you laugh about this in 20 years.

Laugh at all of us for doubting you.

Well, if I can't...

I'll come meet you on the beach.

I'll save you a spot.

We'll be right behind you.

Keep 'em close.

Like they were my own.

(Melancholy music playing)

(Dramatic music playing)

Elsa: This way. Here.

Stop.

(Weak) This is the spot.

Where do you want to go?

Against the tree.

Let's just sit here and...

Rest for a bit.

You want a blanket?

You be the blanket.

What's your first memory?

I was... probably three I reckon.

My daddy had an apprentice.

And he was banging horse shoes.

I remember the sparks.

(Sighs)

He looked up at me and he smiled...

Put his hands over his eyes,
and said, "peekaboo! I see you,"

then he covered his eyes with his hands,

and he said, "you can't see me.

"Where am I?"

I didn't understand the game,

I mean, he was hiding behind his hands.

And I could see him.

Plain as day.

And I thought he was a fool.

Mine was...

All of these birds...

(Breath trembling)

(Breathing hard)
In the field behind the house.

Right after a rain.

Pecking at the ground.

Pulling out worms.

And I thought...

"How smart.

"Wait for the rain to soften the earth."

I just thought that was so smart.

You were right, honey. That was smart.

(Birdsong)

(Groans)

(Birdsong)

You birds sure are smart.

(Birdsong)

Honey...

Honey...

I understand it now.

Understand what?

I know what it is.

(Soft piano music playing)

And I'm not scared.

I'm not scared, daddy.

(James cries)

(Piano music continues)

(Dramatic music playing)

This is it.

Mama! There's a river!

Is it too far?

Ain't nothing too far for us.

You want the river...

I'll stake you a river.

(Dramatic music playing)

Just look at that, Helen.

Isn't that beautiful...

(Waves splashing)

(Gunshot)

(Invigorating music playing)

Elsa: There is a moment where your
dreams and your memories merge together,

and form a perfect world.

That is heaven.

And each heaven is unique.

It is the world of you.

The land is filled
with all you hold dear

and the sky is your imagination.

(Dramatic music playing)

My heaven is filled with good horses
and open plains

and wild cattle and a man who loves me.

Race ya.

(Laughs)

It is always sunrise in my world...

And there are no storms.

I am the only lightning.

I know death now.

I've seen it.

It had no fangs.

It smiled at me.

And it was beautiful.

(Dramatic music playing)