All language subtitles for Hell on Wheels.S05E11.Gambit.1080p.WEB-DL

[Sighs]

DURANT: There are only three
others like it on this planet.

Imagine how
valuable it is.

That, sir, is no
trinket, oh, no.

That is a piece
of history,

forged from
the golden spike.

-Golden what?
-Spike!

The great transcontinental
railroad?

Didn't you learn anything in school?
[Sighs]

I didn't go to school.

The marriage of
the mighty Union Pacific

and the significantly
less mighty

Central Pacific
Railroad Companies

connecting at last the east and
west of this great nation.

[Sighs]

Let that be
a history lesson...

Free of charge.

[Scoffs]

I can give you
the going rate.

$37.27.

But I'll give you
$37.30 even...

For the history
lesson.

Fine.

DURANT: On the ride down,

people were behaving like they'd never
seen strawberries in winter before.

[Laughs] Please!

[Sighs heavily]

Even Quail a la Chasseur
loses its charm.

-I needn't tell you.
-Oh, I love a good quail!

A la whatever you please.

We served quail
at our wedding.

Yes, we did, and we were very sorry you
couldn't be in attendance, Thomas.

Yes, yes. Well, I was
on The Continent.

Uh, business in London
waits for no man these days.

What we did, sir,
let no man put asunder.

And I must say, though I am positively
rhapsodic to see you looking so well.

I feared the crash of '73
would've shaken your foundations.

Oh, heavens,
no, no, no, no.

Only a fool
doesn't diversify.

Bella here is the very
ambassadress of diversification.

Aren't you,
mon petit chou?

Guilty, mon coeur!

[Cooing]

Pretend you have some manners,
for the lady's sake.

Don't insult me.

Were we not in the
company of said lady,

I would call you
what you are.

[Giggles] What's that?

A jackass, my dear.
[Laughs]

All right, you win.
[Clears throat]

And we thank you
very kindly, sir.

Mr. Durant, thank you.
The food was divine.

Oh, it's nothing.
Nothing at all.

[Wind whooshing]

[Sighs]

[Door opens]

[Theme music playing]

Thomas?

[Inaudible]

Miss Palmer? Maggie?
Did you hear what I said?

$250,000 or
Thomas Durant dies.

The note says to contact the Union Pacific
Board. That's just what we'll do.

No, we should
contact the fort.

A government official
was murdered.

Martin Delaney was
a railroad employee

and Thomas Durant
is its president.

That makes this
a railroad matter

to be dealt with
by railroad personnel.

Now, I'm the only stockholder in this
town with the authority to handle it.

We'll do just what they say.
We'll contact the board.

The board will pay.
They have to.

[Clears throat]

You give him the note, he telegraphs
the board of the railroad,

they pay, we all go home rich.

It was a simple plan, John.

Yeah, a simple plan that
turned to shit. I adapted.

By killing the Chief Engineer of the Union
Pacific in front of a newspaper reporter?

The railroad will pay twice as
fast now blood's been spilled.

Blood brings guns,
not money.

They'll have our
heads in the noose!

My head, not yours!

I was the one on the train.
Not you!

It's me at risk
here, all right?

Delaney's death was a tragic,
unforeseen consequence.

But it's in the past,
it's out of our hands.

We need to control
and I mean control...

What happens next.

From the inside.

MICKEY: You think it was
ranchers behind this?

No, no. Thomas
paid them off.

There was no way any of us could have
predicted what happened, Miss Palmer.

Durant burned this whole town with
his land scheme and I helped...

[Grunts]

I helped him create more
enemies than you can count.

The board will pay,
Maggie.

Once these men get
what they want,

Durant will walk free.

It'll be over soon.

[Clicking]

It's from the Union Pacific
in New York...

[Sighs]

The Union Pacific board is
refusing to pay the ransom.

They've referred the matter
to the federal government.

[Train whistle blowing]

[Brakes hissing]

Laramie's welcome wagon,
led by a criminal...

No surprise there.

I'm a Union Pacific
shareholder now, Governor.

I hope you have bags of money following
you off that train, for Durant's sake.

I didn't get elected by caving to
demands of thugs and ransomers.

When we find
the men responsible,

the only payment they'll
receive is swift justice.

[Men shouting]

[Groans]

They're not gonna pay, Eva.
And when they don't...

-Campbell's gonna get him killed.
-Oh, hell with Campbell.

We'll start
a collection.

I got $1,000.

Spends just as good as
any government money.

Plus I got a horse.
I could sell him.

Keep your horse, honey.

There ain't enough assets in this
whole damn town to raise the ransom.

Who could've done this?

LOUISE: From his accent,
the leader was Irish.

What did he
say to you?

"Up. Move."

Short words. He was...

He was trying
not to speak.

After Marty tried
to stop him...

[Sighs]

He didn't have
to shoot him.

And after the leader
murdered Mr. Delaney?

There were two riders who
held up the railroad crew.

They put Durant on
a horse and rode off.

Look, Durant always
owes people money.

If we can look at
the Railroad's books...

The books?
LOUISE: Yes.

We follow Durant's debts, then
we can find out who did this.

Right then,
I'll release the books.

Anything to help.

I just need consent from
the board members first.

We don't have time to
waste on the damn board!

You've had a difficult
day, Miss Ellison.

Don't patronize me.

You're lucky to be alive.

BENDIX: In which direction did they ride?
[Sighs] I'm sorry?

Even a starting direction
would help, madam.

North.

They rode north.

-That's enough.
-Get to it, Major.

-We have to call it off.
-No chance.

I ain't risking the rope to
walk away with empty pockets.

There's no money, John.
Campbell won't pay.

John Campbell cannot afford the
political fallout of my death.

-He will pay. -He's brought
the cavalry onto us.

And they have Indian trackers,
who are going to find us.

-And when they do...
-If they do.

We'll just have to get rid
of the witness, Michael.

Oh, you're going to
kill me, Mr. Shea?

JOHNNY: Yeah. You think you
can stop me, old man?

Nobody's killing nobody.

Now, you brought me into this
because I know how to run a job.

You gotta trust me, Doc.

You say Campbell
will pay.

We just have to make
that his only option.

You all right?

Marty was a good man.

A friend.

[Sighs] And now
he's dead, for what?

Just a little bit
of money, that's it.

[Sniffles]

Oh, I'll be fine. No
need to worry about me.

[Knocking on door]

-Miss Ellison.
-Governor.

[Clears throat]

Shouldn't leave a scar.

Thank you.

Railroad's account books.
Government audit.

[Chuckles] Oh.

Thank you.

-Louise.
-John.

I regret our last
conversation.

The way things ended...

[Sighs]

Before the railroad
moved on from Cheyenne.

I've put Cheyenne
behind me.

Where it belongs.

I hope you find
something.

[Sighs]

[Creaking]

[Groaning]

Inside! Go! Now!

[Speaking native language]

[Speaking English]
What is this?

If they don't get their money, the next
body we see will be Thomas Durant's.

CAMPBELL: Message
Secretary McCulloch.

Tell him we need
$250,000

wired to the Laramie
Central forthwith.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

The son of a bitch needs
to finish what he started.

Grant needs this damned
road done and so do I.

I don't care about your reasons.
Thank you, John.

They knew we
were coming, Major.

And the "Irish accent,"
the lady reported.

Trail McGinnes.

The Major is awful
interested in you.

I know it.

Where's Shea?

What'd you do?

Mickey.

What the hell
did you do?

I'm in trouble,
Eva.

Durant, he hired us.

Nobody was supposed
to get hurt...

But Shea...

He killed Delaney.

We killed that
soldier today.

Listen here, Mickey.

Shea won't blink
at killing Durant.

And he's been trouble ever since
he showed up in Cheyenne.

You know what
you've got to do.

And what, pray tell,
is that?

You've got to
kill that mad dog.

Look at my face.

What is it you see here that makes
you think I'd murder my own kin?

You know I'm right.

DURANT: Charming.

What's that, Fatty?

You remind me
of a gorilla

I saw once in
a traveling circus.

Only the gorilla had
better breeding.

You'd be wise to
mind your hole

or I'm liable to
give y'another.

I'd wager your mother dropped
you on your head more than once

when you were a baby.

Whiskey fingers, as you
well know, can be slippery.

You're nothin' but
a bloated old Mary-Ann.

I should kill you
right here and now!

You're an idiot!

A useless,
pathetic, idiot.

If you don't
shut your hole,

you'll be shittin' your death shit
right here in this murky drink...

Some privacy, please?

Oh.

I think I've a notion of
who you're wantin' for this.

I've not seen my cousin anywhere
since this whole thing started.

Pains me to say it,

but that's what
I'm figurin'.

Your own blood.

He's killed Delaney.

He'll kill Durant, too.

We both know
what he's capable of.

You saw him take out
a man's eye.

I did.

Johnny's never been
a very patient man.

You best get that
ransom together quick.

Lads.

Campbell thinks it was
you behind this.

What in hell made
him think that?

Well, we needed a credible threat
for Durant, so I told him.

It's over, John, and so is our
time in this godforsaken country.

We'll take the money and we'll go home.
Ireland?

Are you off your head?

It's like I fell asleep on
a train four years ago.

I had a brother,
a family...

Dreams of gold.

But it's like
I've woken up, I'm alone...

[Sighs]

In hell.

You're not alone, sure.
You've got me.

America's an awful bitch.
I'm done with it.

Would you listen
to yourself?

You're a big man here.

You have whores, cash.
You have a saloon.

You've a stake in a railroad,
for Christ's sake.

There's nothing back home but
bleedin' famine and Englishmen.

At least we
can breathe there.

And with the money from this
job, John, we could run things.

[Spits]

You know what?

You're god damned right.

[Both chuckle]

They're gonna pay.

Of course they'll pay.

We can't have the country's most
consequential businessman taken by bandits.

And they'll keep
quiet about it.

It's the American Way!

Aye.

It must be exhausting,
being so consequential.

CAMPBELL: Make the drop.
But not until Thomas Durant

has been handed over
to your custody.

Understood.

Major Bendix and his men
will finish with Mr. Shea.

Maggie... A word.

You're too late,
Miss Ellison.

Johnny Shea killed Mr. Delaney
and kidnapped Durant.

McGinnes turned him in.

Why?

No loyalty amongst rats.

Maggie,

Durant told you he wired for
money to pay off the ranchers?

Yes.

I've been through the books.
There's no wire.

He sold his
personal stock.

No, he didn't.

He's broke.

Ransom yourself.

That's one way to
solve that problem.

A man was killed.

Your friend, murdered.

Yes, and I wasn't.

I'm not lucky
to be alive.

I think Shea was
told not to kill me

on that train by
Thomas Durant.

What you are suggesting
is beyond absurd.

This isn't
a dime novel.

You don't know what happened
on that train, Louise.

You were there
but you don't know.

I'm telling you, Maggie.

Shea was following orders.

Unpack that cash.

I'll squander neither
money nor lives.

-We wait. -Your waiting
is gonna get him killed.

-We only have a few hours before...
-Listen to me...

Miss Ellison
may just be right.

Durant is just the kind
of man to do such a thing,

arrange his own kidnapping.

No.

If she's wrong,
if we're wrong...

Durant's no worse off
than he is now.

If we're right,

won't be long before he
waltzes through that door.

Of course,
he'll have to stand trial

for what befell his chief
engineer on that train.

Fine.

Do what you want.

Bring me Mickey McGinnes.

DURANT: John Campbell is not
going to let the murderer

of the chief engineer of the
Union Pacific railroad go free.

He will hunt your cousin
down until he finds him.

And when he finds him...
[Inhales]

Do you think we can rely
on that thing up there?

It would be prudent
to tie things off.

No loose ends.

You're absolutely right.

That would be
the prudent thing to do.

So when these
bastards get here,

and drop that money off,

that thing up there and me
are gonna take it

and get the hell out
of this shit hole.

No, you're not.

That's what we're doing. There's not
a damn thing you can do about it,

so I don't want to hear another
word out of your mouth.

Rider approaching!

Maggie? What are
you doing here?

No one else thought
you were worth saving.

We'll be needin'
the cash, darlin'.

Come on.

There's $50,000 in there.
You just take it and go.

Look, we need to take this money
and get the hell out of here. Now.

Take the damn money.
Take it and get of here.

$250,000.
Not 50.

It's not enough.

It's enough for
the life that we want.

Enough for the life
you want, maybe.

Damn it, John,
will ya listen to me?

McGinnes?

No.

[Sighs]
[Groans]

[Horse whinnying]

[Groans]

[Cocks gun]

Maggie...

Jesus... Maggie!

[Sobbing]

I...

[Crying]

[Sobbing]
Maggie, Maggie.

No loose ends.

[Sighs] When the train
came to a stop,

the masked man
boarded my car.

Dandy Johnny Shea,
I later found out.

He shoots my chief engineer,
thoroughly unprovoked,

and forces me off
at gunpoint.

[Sighs]

We ride on horseback to an
abandoned depot a few miles north,

at the end of
a defunct spur.

After a time,
maybe half a day,

we moved again.

MICKEY: I liked
Miss Palmer.

She was a good woman.

A good businesswoman.

Anyway,

I was meeting a man out at
Soda Springs when it happened.

He sells these.

Grapefruit.

A bit more bitter
than I'd hoped.

Go on.

Ugh!

Exotic, isn't it?

[Spits]

When the time came...

Yes?

DURANT: When the time came,

Maggie Palmer rode up
over the ridge.

She had a sack of money.

And Dandy Johnny Shea...

He picked up the bag,

shot her dead

and rode away,
if I had to guess.

Where would he go?

MICKEY: Christ if I know.

Uh...

I'd start anyplace that
sells liquor or whores.

He could still be
in Wyoming.

He could be
in New York.

Uh, California...

Ireland.

He could be anywhere.

I don't know.

[Inhales sharply] One
thing's gnawing at me.

Why didn't he
kill you?

I don't know, John.

Maybe he got tired
of all the death.

I know I am.

I'm free to go,
I assume.

I know what happened
out there.

I know the whole story.

I can't prove it.

But I know it.

I've told you
the whole story.

There's nothing else
to know.

That $50,000...

She sold her
hotel to save you.

[Shakily]
I killed him.

I killed my cousin.

I killed my brother.

[Eva grunting]

Stop...

I'm sorry.
I'm sorry!

[Ragged breathing]

[Moaning]

[Both moaning]

[Grunting]

[Heavy breathing]

[Theme music playing]