All language subtitles for Marvels.Daredevil.S01E06.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

Don't you move!

Don't you freakin' move!

Interlock your fingers
behind your head

and get on your knees.

On your knees! Do it! Do it now!

Don't you move.
I'll put a bullet in you!

Officer 2: Last chance, asshole!
I will not hesitate to put you down!

On your knees, do it!

Officer 3:
Keep your eyes on him.

Officer 1:
All right. Nice and slow.

- You got him?
- Officer 3: Yeah, yeah.

Cuff the son of a bitch.

What about this asshole?

Take care of him like we were told.
No witnesses.

Ahhh!

How bad are you hurt?

Central! 15 Eddie!
Shots fired! Shots fired!

Two suspects on foot!

- What's going on?
- All right, listen up, everybody!

We have reports coming in of multiple
explosions all across hell's kitchen.

Hey, henricks,

- call pd, get a statement.
- Yeah.

Taylor, reach out to your guy
at public works

and see if gas or methane
had anything to do with this.

What are the locations?

You see me talking here, urich?

I'm just saying, it'd help if we knew
where we were going to cover this.

Caldwell, give me that list.
Where are you?

Please. Come on, come on.

All right, locations are as follows,

44th and 11th, 48th and 9th,
47th and 12th, 42nd and 10th.

- It's not gas.
- How do you know that?

Places that were hit,
all controlled by the Russians.

Ben! Ben!

Yes.

Yes, it is.

I'll let him know.

- Vladimir is in the wind.
- How?

Our friend in the black mask,
he was beating on him,

but stopped officer Corbin
and his boys from finishing him off.

Then he wasn't trying to kill Vladimir.

Based on what we know,
probably trying to get him to talk

about you.

Blake was clumsy,
letting the mask get his phone.

I had just texted him
the addresses for the sweep.

We'll deal with Blake later.

We need to contain this.

Vladimir and the mask
won't make it out of the area.

The sweep will pick them up.

Gao put her trust in me.

She gave me her help.

She's going to be disappointed
the situation hasn't concluded

as neatly as promised.

What are you gonna tell her?

The truth.
Lying to that woman is impossible.

She'll want to know
what our next move is.

Letting the police do their jobs.

That's what I pay them for, isn't it?

Cop: There's scumbags in the corridor.

Blake: We got two more over there.

You go check on them, okay?

- Every one.
- Cop: Yeah.

We got something here.

- He don't look so bad.
- Yeah, all things considered.

Swear to god,
that asshole knew I was a righty.

Blake: Oh, that hurts?

English!

Where's Vladimir?

I don't know!

Where would he go, huh,
if he didn't want to be found?

- He's got a girl somewhere maybe?
- I don't know.

I don't know!

I swear! I swear, please, please...

Stop!

Yeah, yeah, all right.

You find anyone alive,
shoot 'em in the head.

Officer 1: Got it.
Officer 2: Copy that.

Masked man: Don't move.

You've been shot.

That sounds pretty bad,
but I don't speak asshole.

I'm going to kill you
for taking my brother's head.

You got the wrong guy.
I don't kill people.

Not even scumbags like you
who deserve it.

You dropped semyon off roof.

Put him in coma.

Yeah, but he was
still breathing, wasn't he?

Your mask.

I found it
and what was left of my brother.

- I didn't kill your brother.
- Lie!

You think I'm the one
that blew your operation to shit, too?

You're being played by fisk.

The man you work for.

Look, I don't know what you've been
told, but it's more of fisk's games.

He's trying to put you in the ground.
I'm not.

Choose a side.

I choose my own.

Not an option.

Fisk made sure of that.

What do you want?

Fisk,

on trial for everything he's done.

Then you're a fool.

Masked man: Yeah.

And you're bleeding out,
so here we are.

And if! Believe you

and give you what you want to know,

what do I get out of it?

Payback.

I have counterproposal.

Suck my dick.

Vladimir.

Vladimir.

Though no one's made
official statements

about the nature of the explosions,

the n ypd is urging everyone
to stay inside

until authorities are clear
on the nature of...

We need help!

Hey! Hey!

I got an elderly woman over here
and she's bleeding bad!

- Where's she hurt?
- Karen: Are you a nurse?

Yeah.

Pretty bad laceration.

- What's her name?
- Foggy: Mrs cardenas. Elena.

We'll wait here for you, mrs c!

She's gonna...
She's gonna be fine.

- I'm just glad we were with her.
- Yeah.

Early reports from the city...

Foggy: Jesus, look at this.
It's like a war zone out there.

We better call Matt
and make sure he's okay.

Yeah.

Foggy, you're bleeding.

Huh?

Oh, that explains it.

- Explains what?
- The stabbing pain in my side.

Sit.

Here, just stay here. I'm gonna go
and try to find somebody, okay?

- I'll just, uh, yeah.
- Shit...

Let's get these people triaged
and coded, and get central on the line.

We need to reroute incoming casualties
to mercy or st Mary's.

What are you doing here?

I heard you were in a car accident.
And since when do you drive?

- I made a very bad decision.
- That's my whole life.

Good to have you back.

Anybody see shapiro? Shapiro?

Please tell me all this isn't you
dealing with the Russians.

Wasn't me, but I don't think
you have to worry about them any more.

You call just to tell me that?

No, I need your help.

I found someone who has intel
on what I've been looking for,

but he's been shot.

So call 911.

Can't. Police are the ones that shot him.

Thinking they'd like a crack
at finishing the job.

You want me to come
out to you, in all this?

No, I want you to
walk me through stabilising him.

It's not as easy
as it looks in the movies, you know?

I don't really go to the movies.

I like records, though.

All right.

There's something else
you need to know.

The man I'm trying to save,

it's Vladimir.

The shithead that had me beat up?

That's who you want me to help?

Look, you have every right
to tell me to go to hell,

but he's important, Claire.

What he knows could bring fisk down

and save more people like you
from getting hurt.

Claire?

- Is there an exit wound?
- Thank you.

Uh, no.

The bullet's still inside him.

It's still half a degree hotter
than the surrounding tissue.

Is there any kind of first aid kit?

I'm in a warehouse. Abandoned.

Tell me what's there,
anything you can use.

All right, hang on.

Uh, half a box of nails, broken glass,

uh, wood, duct tape,
old roadside emergency kit,

- lot of plastic sheeting...
- The kit, are there any flares in it?

Yeah, two.

All right, you're gonna
cauterise the wound.

Shouldn't I dig the bullet out first?

Remember what I said
about this not being a movie?

You cut him open and start
digging around, you'll kill him.

This way at least
he has a chance of not bleeding out

before you get what you need
out of him

and it'll hurt like a son of a bitch,
so bonus.

All right, how do I do this?

Just light the flare, hold it close
to his skin until the entry wound seals.

Okay, I'm gonna put you on speaker.

All right, I got it.

Don't let up,
no matter how much he screams.

Professional advice or personal?

Little of both.

All right, cauterising the wound.

Claire: Did it stop the bleeding?

- Thanks, Claire. I gotta go.
- Matt?

Central, post 41. Pick up of a 10-10.

Northwest corner of 4-7 and 12.
Abandoned building. Gimme an 85.

Dispatcher: 10—4, post 41.
Additional en route.

Show me your hands!

Show me your hands, now!

He can't hear you.

I'm gonna take my knee off your throat.

Stay quiet, answer my questions,

or your night's gonna get
a hell of a lot worse.

Understand?

Who do you work for?

The city of New York.

I'm gonna ask you again.
Think about your answer.

Who do you work for?

The city of New York.
I got two months on the job.

Call central.

Tell them it was a false alarm.
No need to send backup.

I do that, you let me walk?

Eventually.

Central, post 41 k.

Dispatcher: 10—4, post41.

Second floor!
Perp in mask! Wounded civilian...

Dispatcher: 10—4, post41.
10-13, 10-13.

Abandoned building,
47th and 12th, second floor.

Pinski: Roger that. Adam responding.
Blake: Fifteenth squad en route.

Where's Sullivan?
Anybody got eyes?

Take it down, pinski.

Me and Hoffman are hnt on this.

Secure the perimeter
and try not to piss yourself.

We gotta do this right.
This is a hostage job.

Nobody goes in and nobody comes out.

Let's go. Move.

You think he's in there?

Sullivan told central
it was a "masked perp."

Russian was with the dickhead
last we heard, so yeah,

I'm thinking he's the wounded civvie.

- All right, I'll make the call.
- Officer: Hey, hey, hey. Whoa.

- Christ.
- Where do you think you're going?

Let's see some ID.

All right, all right. Go ahead.

Detectives!

Thought iab'd have you riding a desk,

after that thing with the Russians
at the station.

You see what's going on here?
Nobody's riding a desk tonight.

- Can I get a statement?
- Yeah.

The world's a shitty place.
You can quote me.

Where's esu?

Had their hands full
with that building that went up.

Carl, don't talk to him.
What's the matter with you?

What about the cop in there?

Officer, uh, Sullivan?

How the hell you know that?

How long I been doing this?

Long enough to be a pain in the ass.

Just doing my job.

And we're doing ours,
so stay back and out of the way.

You know, this thing goes sideways,
I can't promise you don't get caught up.

Thanks.

I'll keep my head down.

Yeah, you do that.

I'll let him know.
Wait for instruction.

The man in the mask has turned up.

Assaulting a cop
in an abandoned building on 12th.

One of ours?

No, some kid fresh out of the academy.

- What about Vladimir?
- Holed up with the mask.

Blake and Hoffman
have assumed hnt on scene,

secured the perimeter,

waiting for the go-ahead
to take the building.

Give it.

I wanna get this behind us.

There's a complication.

A reporter from the bulletin.

Turn his head.

It's Ben urich.

The union allied article.

If he picks up on anything
doesn't smell right,

it could be a problem.

Problems are just opportunities
that haven't presented themselves.

You reach out
to all of our contacts in the media.

I want everyone in hell's kitchen
to see what's about to happen.

You've been busy.

The building's surrounded.

Ten officers, four dogs.

More coming.

- How do you know this?
- Lucky guess.

- We could have used that.
- I'm not big on guns.

Great.
Little stick, much better.

- What did you do to me?
- Road flare.

Cauterised the wound.

You burned me?

Yeah, I had to stop the bleeding.

Vladimir: No!

Bullet's still inside you.
Wouldn't move around, if I were you.

You expect me to say thank you?

If I didn't need you alive,
we wouldn't be having this conversation.

So you just stand there
and let me die, huh?

But you couldn't kill me yourself.

Is that where you draw the line?

Tell me what I want to know about fisk.

You think you're different

from me?

From him?

But you'll get there.

Sooner or later,
we all do, men like us.

A man like fisk
just took out your entire operation.

And he may not own all the cops,

but he owns enough that
you won't make it into a prison cell.

Right now, I'm your only shot
at getting out of this building alive.

His lapdog came to us first.

He told us his employer had taken note.

He complimented

us on our business.

Invited us to be part
of something bigger,

to expand,

if we entered into an agreement.

What did fisk offer?

Police looking other way,

aid from politicians,

and access to Chinese and their heroin.

- He's working with the Chinese?
- You really don't know anything, do you?

Just snapping at scraps
falling from table.

I want names.

Everything you know about them
and how they connect to fisk.

There's only one name that matters.

The man that can tie it all together.

Who?

Have you heard of the name

Leslie Shumway?

No, he work for fisk?

American schools,

Almost as bad as Russian.

Come on.

Leslie Shumway was an accountant

to your al Capone.

Okay, you know
who fisk's money man is.

Not just fisk. He handled it

for all of us.

Who is he? Where do I find him?

We were going to rule this city,

my brother and I.

Vladimir, the name!

His name...

His name

Is...

His name is...

This is not how I die.
This is not how it happens.

You see that, old timer?
That's you not mattering any more.

Television's been around a while.
Maybe you've heard.

- Ah, funny guy.
- Yeah, a real crack-up.

How's it feel, urich,
knowing that your day's passed?

You're like the freaking dinosaurs,
watching that big rock crashing into 'em.

I still got a few good stories in me.

Maybe you two'll pop up in one of them.

Night's young,
never know what might happen.

TV reporter: We good?
You framed up?

Kyle, authorities have cornered
the suspects in the bombings

that occurred earlier this evening
in hell's kitchen,

believing they may have taken
a police officer hostage.

While they haven't released the name
of the police officer in question...

Matt, it's Karen, again.
Uh, where are you?

Would you just please give us a call
when you get this?

He's still not answering.

- Did you try his apartment?
- Three times.

All right, let's not jump
to things people jump to.

Well, he's a blind guy in a war zone.

Seems like jumping's
a pretty reasonable option.

You don't know him like I do.

Sometimes I even forget he can't see,
the way he zips around.

So you're not worried?

I'm gonna go look for him.

Whoa, whoa. No, no, no, no.
The hell you are.

Lay back.

I'm the closest he has to family.
He'd do the same for me.

I know, and I love that about you guys,
but don't be an idiot.

Wouldn't be the first time.

You've played the hero
enough for one day.

You're here, and safe.

So let's keep it that way, okay?

I am gonna go check downstairs,

make sure Matt hasn't been brought in.

- Karen?
- Yeah?

Hell of a first date, huh?

I've, uh, actually had worse.

This is
Matt murdock. Leave a message.

Matt? It's foggy.

Where are you, buddy?

That wasn't very smart.

But it was fun,

watching you bleed.

You think this is a game?

Vladimir: If it was,

you'd be losing.

No.

No.

Come on.

I'm not done with you yet.
You hear me?

I'm not done with you yet.

What?

What?

You died.

I brought you back.

Vladimir: You lied, huh?

You can't even stand there
and let me die.

No.

Not until you give me
what I need on fisk.

Emergency service unit is en route.

Blake and Hoffman
are clearing a channel.

Officer 1: Come on, let's go!
Move! Move!

Officer 2: They're good shots.
Blake: Then shoot.

Tell those guys,
they shoot anyone who moves.

We got esu on the scene.

Everybody switch your radios
to channel five

and maintain radio discipline.

- What happens next, detective?
- Blake: Don't know.

Maybe you finally get a story
worth printing.

Let's go, fellas.

What are you doing?

Finding us a way out.

Fisk over radio: I'd like to speak
to the man in the mask, please.

Hello.

Are you there? Can you hear me?

- Who is this?
- I think you know.

You've been asking about me.
I thought it was time we spoke.

- Say your name.
- You first.

That's what I thought.

You and I have a lot in common.

We're nothing alike.

That's what you'll tell yourself.

You're feeding off this city
like a cancer.

I want to save this city, like you,

only on a scale that matters.

Now tell that to
the people you've hurt.

Young man,

life is not a fairy tale.

Not everyone deserves
a happy ending.

I'm gonna find you

and I'm gonna make you pay
for what you've done.

No, you are not.

Not that I don't admire
what you're trying to do,

to change the world

with nothing but desire
and your own two hands,

secure in the knowledge
that you're doing the right thing,

the only thing.

That's something that I do understand.

But we both can't have what we want.

So,

your part

in this drama, by necessity,
comes to an end.

It's gonna take a lot more
than a voice on a radio to stop me.

It's not me you need to worry about.

It's the city
you just blew the hell out of.

You...

You think anyone's
gonna believe that?

You're running around in a mask,

holing up with a known felon
in the wake of a series of bombings.

There's that police officer
you're holding hostage, so,

yes.

Actually, I do.

But it doesn't have to be this way.

The Russian,

is he alive?

I'm still here, you fat shit!

Does that answer your question?

It's a one-time offer.

You kill the Russian,

and we'll call the night a push.

You know what he's done,

to women,

to children...

To the people of this city
that you claim to care about.

But do you know
how much he enjoyed it?

You just confirmed how important he is.

That must worry you,
what he might tell me.

Which means he hasn't
told you anything yet.

You're a child
playing at being a hero.

No, no,
I'm not trying to be a hero.

I'm just a guy
that got fed up with men like you

and I decided to do something about it.

That's what makes you dangerous.

It's not the mask.

It's not the skills.

It's your ideology.

The lone man

who thinks he can make a difference.

I'm glad we could talk.

I respect your conviction,

even if it runs counter with...
With my own.

Yeah, keep telling yourself you've won.

It'll make what I'm gonna do to you
so much more satisfying.

Your part ends tonight.

And if that's true,
others will take my place.

They'll see what I was trying to do
and they'll make sure...

No, they won't.

The city will burn you in effigy.

Your name, your very existence,

will be met with abhorrence
and disgust.

Do it.

You guys don't seem to be doing
much hostage negotiating.

How many times, urich?

I told you, back off!

You know, this is bullshit
and you know it.

You want to start giving me
some straight answers, detective?

Huh, detective?
You gonna start being straight with me?

({Grunts)

Blake!

Shit!

Shit!

Get an EMT! Go! Go!

Go!

- What did you do?
- Fisk: What you forced me to do.

Good bye.

I'm afraid we won't speak again.

Fisk...

Fisk!

Fisk, answer me!

Tell our friends to roll the tape.

News anchor: Authorities ask
that you contact them immediately.

A deadly shooting just moments ago

as three of New York's finest have
been gunned down in hell's kitchen.

We still have little information
as to who.

We are just getting word
of a fast development

in the investigation
into the hell's kitchen explosions.

Foggy: Turn it up.

Hmm?

Turn it up. I want to hear this.

The authorities
have just released some video.

This is taken
just moments after the explosions

that stunned hell's kitchen
earlier tonight,

pulled from a security camera.

And authorities believe this man
is responsible for the bombings,

possibly as part of an ongoing feud
with the Russian mob.

Oh, my god.

That's him.

The same man suspected of

having just shot and killed
the three police officers

- at the scene of a standoff...
- That's the guy who saved my life.

This guy?

Jesus.

You're lucky he didn't kill you.

I don't understand
why he would do something like this.

He just didn't seem like...

News anchor:
Some sort of mask...

I don't know, he just didn't.

General rule,

guys who wear masks
have something to hide,

and it usually ain't good.

Battleground of hell's kitchen,
one has to wonder

whose side is this man on?

It's really not a good time.

On the news,
they're saying that you shot those cops.

No.

It was fisk.

It's all fisk.

What's going on out there?

Hang on.

Claire, um...

Um...

- What you said, before I left...
- I was...

I'm sorry, I just...

No, don't be.
It turns out you were...

You were right

about me.

I just don't want you getting caught up
if it goes that way.

If we don't get a chance to talk again,

you take care of yourself.

Matt?

Matt, wait!

Officer 1: Clear!

Officer 2: Clear!

Officer 3: Clear!

Vladimir: Told you.

This is not how I die.

Officer 4: Second floor clear.

Officer Sullivan is dead.

- I say again, officer Sullivan is dead.
- What the fuck? No!

This way.

Where are we?

Access tunnels.

The city was built on a network of these,
most of them sealed up years ago.

All right, we have to keep moving,
find a way to the street.

Freeze!

Let's go.

There are five more coming.

All working for fisk,
probably not even real cops.

We don't have time for this.

I think

maybe I stay.

We can still make it out of here.

- You turn evidence on fisk, we can...
- He controls

all police,

judges.

There's only one way to stop him,
you know this.

No.

I'm not a killer.

The moment you put on the mask,

you got into cage with animals.

Animals don't stop fighting.

Not until one of them is dead.

What fisk did to me,

he'll do to you.

And he will do it

to everyone you care about.

Will you feel the same way then?

Or will you be man

and do what you know you must do?

The dermo who controls money,
his name is

Leland owlsley.

He will give you
what you think you want.

But it won't be enough.

You know that now, don't you?

Go.

Officer 1: Got something!

Officer 2: Move! Move! Move!