All language subtitles for Fear.The.Walking.Dead.S03E07.The.Unveiling

( birds cawing,
chirping )

( insects chirping )

¶

( twigs snapping,
leaves rustling )

( rifle cocks )

( panting )

( running footsteps )

( snapping twigs )

( gasps )

What the hell
are you doing here?

( panting )

The Trimbols are dead.

What? Wh--

Alicia:
After they left,
they were killed.

It was
Walker's people.

You tell anyone
you were coming?

You didn't want
anyone to know.

You didn't want
anyone to stop you,
but this changes things.

I was worried.

Vernon and Kathy?
Mike?

- And Gretchen.
- Son of a bitch.

Talking to Walker right now,
it's not a good idea.

This-- this makes it
more urgent, more reason
to go, not less.

When I said
for you to own it,
I didn't mean this.

I'm not doing this because
of what you said, Alicia.

Right.

I'm coming with you.

No, you're not.

¶

It's-- it's a gas station.

Tribal headquarters.

Their land runs 10 miles
in either direction.

What happens next?

We walk in.

( quiet chatter )

( dog barking )

Man:
Hands.

( quiet chatter )

( dogs barking )

( man screaming )

( people shouting )

- ( man screaming )
- ( people cheering )

Qaletaqa!

Hello, Taqa.

You're 200 years
too late for peace, Jake.

But just in time
for lunch.

( gasps )

- ( quiet chatter )
- ( distant sheep bleating )

¶

Alicia didn't
come home last night.

She's a big girl now.

I don't think
she's in the camp.

She's probably
with Golden Boy.

Strange not to see
either of them,

all the shit
that went down.

- Will you go to Jake's?
- No.

Leave her be, Mom.

Morning.

You, uh, seen
your daughter?

No.

Jake's AWOL with some gear
and he's not in his quarters.

I know your daughter and him
are, uh... courting.

Could they just sneak
past the guards?

There's a lot of acreage
out there,

and Jake does know
every inch of it,

so it could be.

Well, where should
we start looking?

- We don't.
- What?

I can't spare
another search party,

and I'm not sending
these good folks out there

after all that's happened--
Indians on the warpath.

Point me
in the right direction.

You won't make it
a mile out there.

So what, I just sit around,
thumb up my ass, like you?

You feel strong, son?
Hmm?

Wanna arm up, man up?

Troy's taking on
new recruits.

He'll fix it up
so it's not like

we're sending a sheep
out to slaughter.

- I'm in.
- Nick, come on.

Jake:
My father will never
abandon the ranch.

You know that.

Then we'll feed him
to the crows

like Phil McCarthy.

Then Russell Brown
and Vernon Trimbol.

Russell's dead.

The adobe burned.

That karma's overdue
but welcomed.

Vernon Trimbol's dead, too.

I hope it was a long
and... painful illness.

He died with his family.

His wife, his daughter.

You killed them.

Is this girl
speaking for you?

We need the violence
to stop.

Soon will, Jake.

Three down,

one to go.

My father never did anything
to you or your people.

Tell me, Junior,
do the lies turn
your stomach?

Do you taste the bile
in the back of your throat?

State police
investigated this.

They found
no correlation between--

( bangs table )
Stop... talking.

You're boring me,
like you did in court.

Those days are dead.

I thought we had
an understanding,

even outside of court.

I understood.

When you came here
with your drunk friends,

I was to serve them their food
with a smile on my face,

tolerate their slurs,
clean up their vomit
in the toilet,

and thank them for their
pocket-change tips.

The days of the white man's
courts are over.

Land grabs,
desecrations, over.

Now you have our verdict,

the first humans'
verdict.

You must vacate our lands.

I was hoping for a parley.

A chance to negotiate
and to avoid more loss.

- Maybe you're right.
- ( door opens )

If a parley
can spare blood...

we can talk about it.

- ( kitchenware clattering )
- After we eat.

( sighs )

( gunfire )

- Give them
a half-hour, okay?
- Okay.

- ( distant man shouting )
- ( gunfire continues )

Here to sign up.

Got a note from home?

That's funny.

No, I'm serious.

Madison okay with this?

You want to go ask her?
You need her permission?

Why, though?
Why-- why join the militia?

I don't know,
maybe, uh...

I feel bad
about what I've done.

You ever feel that way
about anything?

You know,
you do something,
then people die.

And then things get worse.

Maybe you should leave
before worse things happen.

Yeah.

I got Travis killed,

and now my mom
has to bear that loss.

And my sister's missing.

I need an occupation.

Don't be too hard
on yourself.

Also, I want
to protect us

from the ones
who killed the Trimbols.

What I saw was savage.

Let's, uh--

let's not spook
the young recruits, huh?

Here.

( truck approaches )

How the hell'd
you get here?

It's a long story.

Tell it.

Tell me, then I'll tell you
how I tried to find you

and almost got goddamn eaten,
how we all almost died

because you took the truck
and the hotel was overrun.

Alicia, I thought
it was safe.

- We checked every room.
- Nowhere is safe.

Sorry.

If it makes you
feel any better,
I almost died after that.

It doesn't.

Qaletaqa found me.
He took me in.

- These are good people.
- Well, these good people,

they killed a family
two nights ago.

- His daughter was my friend.
- No, there was no--

there was no mission
two nights ago.

How do you know that?

Taqa goes out
with the war parties.

- He didn't.
He was with me.
- ( gate opens )

Jake:
We have a parley.

I need you to go back
and tell my father the terms.

Taqa will send
a scout with you.

You're staying here?

We swap hostages
and offer tribute.

Jake, your father's
not gonna listen to me.

- He barely knows me.
- Alicia...

this is the only way
to put off their attack.

Taqa guarantees my safety.

His word is good.

Then I'll stay.

- No.
- Jake, your father needs
to hear this from you.

You have to sell it.

Do we have a parley
or not?

It appears we do.

¶

Okay.

( Madison sighs )

Do I have to worry?

I'd rather back the militia
when we're attacked

than hold the rear
with the old-timers.

If there's an attack.

You gonna go
back-to-back
with Troy?

Keep your enemies
close, right?

Is that what this is?

How do I look?

¶

Man:
Jake! Jake!

( gate opens )

What? Ofelia?

- Madison.
- What the hell's going on?

Alicia followed me
to Black Hat.

- What happened to her?
- She's safe, she's safe.

- I made a deal with Walker.
- You left her?

- It's part of the custom.
- Alicia's their hostage.

I'm the hostage
on this side.

What kind of barbaric
bullshit is that?
What custom?

Alicia offered to stay
to avoid more bloodshed.

The sooner I talk to my father,
the sooner we get her back.

And if not?
How much time is sooner?

Just travel back and forth,
plus a day to talk.

And we will get her back.
Walker gave me his word.

Walker is a killer.

I promise you
I would not have
left her there

if I didn't think
she was gonna be safe.

I care about her.

How long were you
at that place?

Long enough to know
that Walker's word is good.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

He told me he wanted us
off the ranch.

Said he'd kill us if we stayed.
Has that changed?

Only Jake
would know that.

Walker:
Water is precious.

You'll have to learn
to conserve,

especially
in the kitchen.

I'm not gonna be here
for that long.

You'll contribute
while you are.

Is a hostage
the same thing
as a prisoner?

We call ourselves
pony warriors

even though we drive
Jeeps, trucks.

Soon we'll have
our own air force.

Jose and Marta,
two of the best mechanics

out of the Iraq war.

It was good shooting.

Crazy Dog
was an Army sniper.

Your America's offered us
some useful tools.

Took everything,
but gave us some things
in trade.

The sun had set.

We had waited there
all day.

We were about to head back
when we heard it.

I know.

I was on it
when you shot us down.

You were lucky
to have made it.

We were hoping it was
one of the Ottos.

Jake wasn't
the only one.

It was one
of my family members.

You killed him.

You hate me.

Good.

Maybe you can understand

the anger I have
towards the Ottos.

Magnify that hate
a thousand times,

and maybe you can
understand.

I do hate you.

I hate you
for killing Travis,

for thinking you know
how I feel.

You don't.

You're just a hypocrite

playing the noble
Native American.

They need water.

There's nothing left
in their catch basins.

The drought's
five years old now,

- and they're desperate.
- Damn right.

Grasshopper and the ant.

And they're ready
to take it from us.

Let them come.

Can't we try
and find a way?

He seemed appeased
by my offer

to give him
our bottled reserves.

No!
We might need them.

We can replenish
from our wells.

- And when they go dry?
- Have they ever?

Without rain?

Yeah, one day.

Especially if gotta we share
with those assholes.

We share or we risk war.

You think that'll
satisfy Walker, huh?

You think they'll take one drop
and not want a gallon?

He'll want everything.

We could lose everything, Dad,
if we don't meet him halfway.

I'd rather be dead than meet
with that son of a bitch.

And what about Alicia?

Did you know he left
my daughter behind

with those-- those--

Savages?

Yeah, actually,
I did know.

And we got a lady
in return.

But I hear
Alicia volunteered.

Guess the apple
don't fall far

when it comes to
pain-in-the-ass predicaments.

She's only 18!

You know, in the old days,
what, a couple of months ago,

18 was considered
an adult.

Even adults make decisions
put themselves in danger.

She's not in danger as long
as we honor the parley.

What planet are you on?

I saw what happened
at the outpost,

what Walker did
at the outpost.

There are things at play here
you can't fathom.

You're an outsider.

You need to learn
a little faith.

What are you gonna do
about this?

See if my son can placate.

But you won't negotiate.

( laughs )

Madison, I would not piss
in that man's mouth

if he was dying of thirst.

Jake can make his play,

but I can tell you
right now, this parley?

Snakebit.

( quiet chatter )

Fake.

Paper-mache.

Tourists used to pay
a couple of bucks to see it.

But this...

is not
for tourists' eyes.

This is real.

My great-grandfather.

Shouldn't he be buried?

He was.
In a cave.

I desecrated his grave
to save it from the Ottos
and their fortune hunters.

Generations trapped
in this sideshow trailer...

travesty.

I hope one day
my great-grandfather
forgives me.

When I can put
all of this back.

I was thinking
the other day

the idea of an afterlife
doesn't make sense.

It's so hard
to get out of this life.

It's all part
of a grand plan...

one that's been taking place
before the dead walked.

Do you know
what "apocalypse" means?

The end of the world.

No.

It means
the Great Unveiling.

When I started collecting
relics to save them,

I kept seeing a theme,
in petroglyphs,

cave paintings,
tanned hides.

Prophecies of what
we're going through
right now--

dawn of a new age

when the land will be shed
of the impure.

Impure, like the Ottos.

Like me.

It's been
a long struggle,

but it was foretold
that we would not lose.

After the apocalypse,
all of this

will be returned to us,
the first humans.

Your friend Ofelia's
either lying or very stupid.

She's her father's daughter.
She's not stupid.

If Walker's gonna
take this place--

- Try to.
- Try to...

She needs to be
on what she thinks
is the winning side.

Shouldn't that be
our side, with you?

I mean, you have
a connection.

In her time with us,
the world ended,
her mother died,

her father went mad,
burned to death.

I'd say Ofelia's
for herself.

Well, she's standing
by Walker right now.

'Cause she has reason.

He's violent,
he's brutal.

She thinks
he's gonna beat us.

I can't let
my daughter's life
be forfeit.

I have to get Alicia
out of there now.

Oh, no, Jake says
they're heavily armed.

- You know?
And we can't go demanding.
- This is not a conversation.

We'll just give the parley
a couple days.

Yeah? Is that what you'd do
if you were running things?

No, I don't think so.

You, me, Nick,
a few of your guys,

we slip in,
we bring her back.

Bring the whole tribe
down on our head.

And?

I mean,
don't you want that?

Jake's calling the plays.

You owe me.

I could have brought
the whole ranch down
on your head.

Help me do this.

( pigs snorting,
squealing )

¶

( door closes )

I thought, uh...

you and I should
have a chat.

I got nothing
to say to you.

Walker found you.

That's good.

- It's good
you're not dead.
- Is it?

If this negotiation works,
it's good.

Didn't have to be me here.
Could be anybody.

What do you want?

I've been thinking
strange thoughts.

Thinking on ghosts
lately.

It's not your own sins
that hold you,

haunting the earth
and wandering in limbo.

It's the crimes
others done to you.

Somehow, they're worse
than the dead.

The ghosts, they--
they carry your sins.

What do you want?

Nobody wants war.

Well, most.

Let's not complicate matters
with old business.

Fair?

Say it's fair.

It's fair.

I'll have someone
bring you in some food.

I'm not hungry.

They'll bring it anyway.

( door closes )

( pigs snorting )

- ( muffled cry )
- ( pail clatters )

- ( muffled cries )
- ( whispering ) Stop, stop.

I'm trying to
rescue you, okay?

Don't scream.

You're gonna get us
all killed.

( muffled groaning )

What are you gonna
do to him?

If you kill him,
I'm not leaving.

Nobody said anything
about killing, okay?

Come on. All right.
Let's go, let's go.

No, you wouldn't
think twice

about slitting his throat
and letting him turn.

I'm about two minutes past
caring what you think

and about ready
to leave you for the pigs.

- ( muffled cries )
- ( grunts )

- ( dogs barking )
- ( pigs squealing )

Shit, go, go, go, go, go.
Go, go, go, go, go.

What's going on?

Nick:
Someone's coming.
They're not gonna make it.

Bring the truck down
and meet them.

( dogs barking )

( whispers )
Go, go, go, go, go.

( groans )

( grunting )

( gunshot )

Man:
Behind the trucks!

They're out
behind the trailers!

- Come on, I got you.
- Take them out!

( gunfire )

Man #2:
Enemy fire!

- Move it! This way!
- ( man shouts )

Move away, move away!

- Move it, go, go!
- Go, quick, quick, quick!

Move away!
All the way over!

( men shouting
indistinctly )

We've gotta move.
Let's go!

( man shouting
indistinctly )

Come on, come on!

Congratulations,
you just declared war
on Walker's nation.

Joe, call the patrols!
Watch for perimeter breaches!

They could be
right behind you.

They weren't,
and the mission
was successful.

- We got the girl.
- I can't believe
this was your idea.

- You were in danger.
- Not till Troy showed up
and started killing people!

- How many?
- Eh, four, five.

It wasn't just Troy.
I convinced him.

- I made the call.
- You don't make calls,
Madison.

It's not your place
to make the call.

- I made a deal with that guy!
- Against your father's wishes!

- To save all of us!
- He played you!

Walker wasn't gonna
negotiate with you!

You never had anything!

There was nothing at stake
except Alicia's life!

- I told you
this was Jake's show.
- It was the right call.

- Troy backed it. He believed.
- And bodies dropped, yeah?

Yes.

A mystery why Troy
backed that call.

Them that don't listen

have to be brought
to heel someday.

¶

( distant chatter )

Does Dad know?

Dad's drunk.

Thought you'd be happy
I brought your girlfriend back.

Tell me,
how did Madison
convince you?

It was
for her daughter.

Even you're not stupid enough
to try and pull off
what you did.

You set off by yourself
to Walker's camp.

You're doing it again now.

What does your death wish
look like?

See, I think you'd be happy
if Walker took your scalp.

I'm gonna return Ofelia.
I'm gonna reason with him.

I'm gonna placate him
with the water.

While I'm gone,
try not to kill
anyone else, all right?

Brother.

You leave, I don't think
you're coming back.

Ask yourself if that
would make you happier.

Alicia:
You don't have to leave.
You could stay.

Ofelia:
Or you could
come with me.

I wouldn't stay here
if I were you.

Why?

What do you know,
Ofelia?

I did you wrong
at the hotel.

I put your life
in danger.

Come with me.
That's all I can offer.

I can't leave.

- You see that.
- Yeah.

I'm sorry about Travis.

¶

Man:
Watch your fire!

There,
they've come back!

( grunting )

Man #2:
Kill him anyway!

Okay, let him breathe.

You broke
the parley, Junior,
stole the hostage,

killed my men,
all because I trusted you.

- It was Troy
and the girl's mother.
- It's all the same.

I brought you water
and I returned your hostage.

Not good enough.

I promise you--

- Walker: No.
- ( blade rings )

No more promises.

( grunting )

I know I can
still make peace.

I know it.

There will be peace,
but not as you envisioned.

The violence
is almost over.

Taqa.

( grunts )

( gasps )

Tell your father
I'll finish the scalping

of his eldest son
when I see him next.

I will cut apart
his youngest son

and feed him to the hogs.

Tell your father
he will remain alive
to watch this.

Before we burn him alive.

( groans )

Safe travels.

¶

Action at the gate.
Action at the gate.

- White flag, hold up.
- Bullshit!

Hold your fire, Coop!

( grunts )

( coughing )

Walker thought
I gave you information

that got you
onto the reservation
when you took Alicia.

As if.

- What?
- I think he means
you really didn't

seem to know much
about their camp
when we asked.

All I know
is I've lost my home,

lost the people
that took me in

when I was left
to die in the desert.

Madison:
You shouldn't
have left us.

Take her
out of here, okay?

Man:
Yes, sir.

Tell Joe to take her
down to the infirmary.

- ( Ofelia groaning )
- All right, let's go.

Now we can talk.

So, what do you think?

No, Walker won't sit back
now that we've drawn
fresh blood.

His people will press
for an attack.

I can get more info
out of her.

No, she's only
in this situation
because of me.

It's my fault.

Back in LA,
I told her father
I'd look after her.

I shouldn't have
let her go back.

Well,
she's here now.

So put her to work,
watch her.

She's your charge.

You can stay
with Alicia and me.

We'll have to find
something for you to do.

Worked the kitchen
at Black Hat.

Good, that'll help.

So, am I a prisoner here?

We're all prisoners
somewhere.

You know, there's no walls
at Walker's place.

He says it's 'cause
you can't sneak up
on an Indian.

Oh, well,
they've been lucky.

Madison, Alicia was
never in trouble.

She got a taste of freedom,
and now it's gone.

For the both of us.

Because of me.

- ( insects chirping )
- ( chatter )

- ( Nick sighs )
- ( chuckles )
You saw that, right?

Okay, great,
nobody sleeps
for the next 48.

We should take
the fight to them, man,
not sit and wait for it.

No fire on the ridgeline.
Indians are holed up.

I'd say offense
is the best defense.

Yeah, well,
that's not what Otto
wants right now or Jake.

So, what happens
if Walker attacks

while we're
on the perimeter?

Because it's a long haul
back to the ranch.

Well, there's only
two roads he can use,

and we'll be
on both of them
with fast trucks.

We stop him,
we leave a suicide note,

we fall back,
and we defend the camp.

Suicide note?
What?

One of our guys
stays behind to fight
to the end?

Well, yeah. Yeah.
We're all willing.

- Amen. No doubt.
- Mm-hmm.

Well, if it does
come to that, I'll do it.

You feeling blue,
Nicky?

No, I'm just suicide-proof.

( laughter )

Well, that's, uh--
that's well and good,

but I think you're gonna
stay within the fence.

You can go kamikaze
another day.

( door closes )

¶

Is what Walker did
at the outpost worse

than what we've done?

Yes. Trust me.

Tore that man's skull off
while he was alive.

Jake wasn't shedding
any tears for McCarthy.

Jake didn't see this.

And I guess the Trimbols...

( knife sharpening )

...that was bad, too.

Yes.

Worse in some ways.

Mom, how can you be
so sure it was Walker
who killed the Trimbols?

( gun clicks )

¶

( insects chirping )

( neighs, snorts )

Don't like this.

Do not like it
one damn bit.

You see shit?

If I see shit,

you'll be the first
to know.

Stay frosty.

( groans )

Blake:
Joe, what's up?

Something
ain't right, man.

I j--
I don't feel r--

( shouting )

Joe, what's going on,
brother?

Joe, Joe,
talk to me, man.
What is this?

Joe, what's going on, man?

Jesus, Jesus.
Medic, medic.

( no audio ) now,
medic!

Jesus, Jesus, Blake,
what do I do, man?!

- ( Joe screaming )
- Blake: Coop! Coop!

- ( Blake screaming )
- Turn on your side.
Turn on your side.

( distant screaming )

¶

( screaming continues )

Mom.

( screaming continues )

Coop on radio:
Jimmy, where you at?

Jimmy, it's Coop, man.
We need you back at the camp.

( raspy breath )

( gurgling growl )

- ( men shouting over radio )
- Man on radio: We need help
over here!

We're over
at the south side bend,
south side bend!

( indistinct shouting )

( distant screams
and gunfire )

Woman:
We need a medic!

- ( people shouting )
- Stay inside! Stay inside!

Go back home!
Get to your homes!

Stay inside!
Go back inside!

Get to your homes.
Get back inside!

- Get back inside!
- ( infected snarling )

( snarling )

( snarling )

( gunshot )

- Jesus, what the hell?
- ( snarling )

Help! Help!

( squelches )

- ( gunfire and
screaming continue )
- Move.

- Let's go, come on.
- ( infected snarling )

( grunts )

Nick:
Mom! Mom!

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Where's Alicia?
Alicia, you okay?

Yeah.

Ofelia!

Ofelia!

( shouting and gunfire
continue )

- Shit, stop her.
- Madison: What?

Ofelia, it was her.

- ( gasps )
- Nick?

Nick!

- ( Alicia mutters )
- ( gasping )

Stay with him.

It's okay,
all right?

( gasping )

¶

( music playing )