All language subtitles for Fear The Walking Dead S03E08 Children of Wrath

Uh-uh, uh-uh.

No, no.

Come on.

Come on.

Buenos días, señorita.

Welcome to America.

¿A dónde vas?

Heading to Santa Fe.

My fiancé was there.

You're American.

Long way, Santa fe.

You're free to go.

Here.

I suggest you head back
from whence you came.

That's enough. That's enough.

Find shade.

Stay out of the sun.
Travel by starlight.

Hey.

Can I get a ride? Please?

I'm needed back home.

I won't be any trouble.

I don't think you'd be,
uh, comfortable there.

There's not many of your kind.

What do you mean "my kind"?

Brown people.

There's no use for you
on the ranch.

Enjoy your walk.

Oh, God.

Clothes protect you from the sun.

They hurt my skin. Papa.

I'm boiling. I have to hide.

The earth will protect me.

The earth is a cauldron.

I have to hide, papa.

I have to hide.

Just gonna close my eyes...

No! No!
You have to stay awake!

Stay awake.

Ofelia, no, no, my love.

Stay awake.

Stay awake.

Stay awake.

This is for you.

I'm qaletaqa.

Ofelia.

Get some rest, Ofelia.

What... what did you do?!

- What did you do?
- Ah!

Tell me!

What did you do?

There you go.

Eh, let's move.
Come on.

All right, three more.
Okay? Come on.

Can we get another
cool compress on him?

I got you, big guy.

I need an IV drip
over here.

I got it.

Keep it elevated.

Aw, damn.

Ofelia put something in the
coffee last night, a powder.

What?
What kind of powder was it?

She didn't know.

- You're sure about that?
- Yeah.

Her coming back here,
the bruises...

it was just all bullshit.

It was a hit on the militia.

He's burning up.

We have antibiotics,
but without knowing

exactly what it is...

Give him the antibiotics.

Keep him alive.

I know what you think of me.

Yeah, I doubt it. Just drive.

It wasn't supposed to kill.

It was just supposed
to make the soldiers sick.

Well, you missed that mark.

So our people could
come in unopposed

without bloodshed.

Your people?
We used to be your people.

Nick was your friend.

He shouldn't have
joined the Ottos.

Listen to you.

Set a world record
for Stockholm syndrome.

I'm not brainwashed.

Nick might die.
Do you get that?

Do you care?

He treated you like family.

The nation's my family now.

Yeah, well, let's see
how bad they want you back.

It's her!

I wanna talk to Walker!

I'm okay. I'm okay.

He's in the diner.

Let's go, walk.

Get the door.

Madison Clark. Hello.

You killed my husband.
Now your pet's poisoned my son.

It was me. I broke your parley
'cause you had my girl.

I wasn't gonna lose her
and I won't lose my son.

- What was the poison?
- I told you when we met.

You bought into
a lost cause.

- The Ottos are...
- I don't give a shit!

I don't care what you think
about Otto or his son.

I don't give a damn about the
feud or what you think about me.

Do you care whether you live?

Oh, I'm happy to die,
take you with me.

Unless you tell me
what's killing my son.

Anthrax.

No.

Cultivated
from animal hides.

There's no cure.

This woman is more of a man
than Jake Otto

or any of his relatives.

She's free to leave.

How old is your son?

He's 19.

If he's strong, he'll live.

My fight is not
with you, Madison.

Leave the ranch.
Take your family and go.

We've fought too hard,
lost too much.

We're not running anymore.

Then you'll die.

Oh, my God.

Oh.

Well, hello, angel.

Morning, sunshine.

It's kind of like old times.

It's Anthrax.

Did Ofelia tell you?

No, I returned her
to the black hat.

Walker told me.

Those who don't die will
be too weak to hold a gun.

They'll attack
while we're down.

Well, at least we know
what we're dealing with.

All right, well,
gather what's left of the militia.

Jake, there's not
much besides me.

Just do what the hell you can,
Troy. Do something.

- Recruit the able-bodied.
- Madison, I'm talking to my brother.

- You don't lead this ranch.
- Jake...

you don't lead this ranch!

Always the life of the party, mom.

How you feeling, son?

Like I got hit by a truck.

Madison's right.
Arm up everyone who's not sick.

We can talk to Walker.
We can...

Talk? Talk is cheap
without something to offer.

And we already gave them
our water reserves.

War is the last resort.

But we're there.

We have no leverage.

I know a way we can get some.

Ah. It's good to be home!

There, come here.
Put your head... there we go.

Head in.

Is that better?

Yeah?

Hey. How you feeling?

Better.

Fluids really helped, actually.

I think I'm ready
to get out of this bed.

- Can you uncuff me?
- No, can't risk it, Nick.

I'm not gonna turn.

I actually think other people
might need this bed more,

like maybe you.

No, no, I'm... I'm fine.
It's nothing.

- Hey, you're sick.
- Shh.

- Trade places with me.
- No.

- Rest.
- People can't see me suffering right now.

They need me.

You're a good guy, Jake.

Look, I can't be
strapped to a cot

when we're attacked, all right?

Take the bed,
don't take the bed.

Can you please
just let me outta here?

Hey, don't get up too fast.

Where's your father?

Don't bother with him.
He won't help.

He's burying the dead.

Nick, he's gonna disappoint you.

Guy's got his demons.
I'm not his judge.

All this, this hell we're in,

it's all because of him.

- All right, ready?
- Yeah.

The Clarks took me in.

I cared about them,
cared about Nick.

You volunteered
for what you did.

You didn't tell me
it was Anthrax.

You turned me into a killer.

You saved lives by what
you did at the ranch.

You saved the entire nation.

Here's what I know.

When I found you
burned up in the desert,

I almost passed you for dead.

- Why didn't you?
- My horse stopped.

He sensed your spirit.

When I got close,
I felt your breath.

I knew he was right.

Smart horse.

Smarter than me.

Here was a woman
who had faced death...

And wasn't afraid.

That's why I brought you here.

You saved my life.

The debt is paid.

Fire!

Fire!

Hurry! Hurry!

We're gonna go through all the
water reserves, this rate.

Come on. Mom.

Go!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Jesus, look at you,

standing there looking like
some kind of ghoul.

You shot up my floor.

You said it had blood in it.

Did I?

I was in my cups.

I... I've been known
to wax metaphoric.

Who is this?

That's a long story.

Tell it to me.

Well...

When Jake and Troy
were young boys,

the local Indian tribe decided
that the ranch belonged to them.

Sacred land or some
sort of bullshit.

Wasn't bullshit to them, huh?

They sold the land to my family,
got a square deal,

but none of that
stopped them young bucks

from making trouble.

Young bucks.

Thugs, derelicts.

Nothing better to do
than steal from me

and kill my cattle.

I had two small children
and a terrified wife.

- So you killed one of them.
- No.

We killed three of them...

Phil, Russell, Vernon, and me.

We camped out among
the herd one night,

and when the Indians
come up on us...

Well, one of them turns out
to be Walker's uncle.

Him? This is Walker's uncle?

No. That son of a bitch
is Walker's father.

He come by to find out
what happened to his brother.

Single shot did the trick.

When we were fixing up the adobe

and I was listening
to your bullshit,

I just thought you were
some wizened AA cowboy.

Did I hurt your feelings, son?

- Oh...
- I'm truly sorry.

You were just making sure
those bodies stayed buried, huh?

They better stay buried.

You're a guest here, son.

Get right with the past
or get off my land.

It's their land.

The land belongs
to whoever can hold it.

The Indians couldn't,
gave it up for beer money.

I held it, I hold it,

so it's mine.

Well, the Indians are coming.

And Walker is coming for you.

So, I guess we'll see
who can hold the land then.

- Dad.
- I know, I know.

What the hell is this?

Bargaining power

So Jake can make a deal.

Well, I'm not sure
they're in a negotiating mood.

Walker values these relics.

It's a trailer full of rocks
and beads and bullshit.

You scared, Jeremiah?

Better be careful, son.

You may not like my hospitality,

but I guarantee you

you'll find it better than theirs.

- Does Jake know?
- I think he suspects.

- It doesn't change anything.
- It changes everything.

- We're on the wrong side.
- Sides don't matter.

The only thing that
matters is a future.

A future built on this.

Mom,
I get what they did to Travis...

- No, it's not about that.
- I know you want to protect us from that.

And I'm with you, I am.

But there has to be some things,

some line we don't cross.

Otherwise, we're just like Otto.

Otto's alive. Troy's alive.

Troy's alive because
we lied for him.

What?

He killed the Trimbols.

You knew?

- Alicia...
- Gretchen was an innocent.

And you covered for her killer?

All your talk about family?

I know it's hard to understand.

It's impossible to understand!

You're just like them.
You're worse!

- You're heartless!
- Don't say that.

- You don't have feelings!
- Alicia...

No wonder dad was so depressed!

He was living
with a Goddamn corpse!

Enough!

If I wasn't busy keeping
everyone else alive,

I would have time for feelings.

I'd love that luxury.
I'd love to indulge myself.

But someone has to be strong.

Someone has to keep
everyone else together.

You have no idea what I carry.

Hello? Hello?

Hello, this is Cosmonaut
Valery Stepanovich Vashchenko

- of the spacecraft Soyuz.
- Holy sh... holy shit.

Hello? Are you there?
Do you read?

This is Victor Strand
in Baja, California.

I read you loud and clear.

Uh, do you know what's happened
in North America, Mr. Vashchenko?

North America?

You sound like an American,
my friend,

thinking everything
happens only to him.

So, it's not just here?

I saw the lights go out
on the world

three days before
my scheduled reentry.

A dramatic show.

I speak to you from my grave.

I'm sorry.

At least you got to go to space.

I doubt that anyone else
will have the opportunity.

I would give it all up
for one last glass of vodka.

How about champagne?

"I'm dying.

Haven't had champagne
in a long time."

Chekhov.

Oh.
His final words.

"Either this wallpaper goes,
or I do."

- Wilde.
- Yes!

Uh...

"Born in a hotel room

and God damn it...

Died in a hotel room."

O'Neill!

"Last words are for fools
who have not said enough."

Marx.

Karl Marx.

Tell me about your champagne,
Victor Strand.

It's a... a 1985...

Dom Perignon vintage.

Hello?

Mr. Vashchenko?

You are breaking up,
my friend.

The world turns.

The world is dead.

Nah, the world will not die
until you die.

Do not wait for your deathbed

to enjoy your champagne,
Victor.

Have a glass for me.

Mr. Vashchenko?

Dosvedanya.

your artifacts are unharmed.

Why have you thrown in
with this trash?

Explain that to me.

You can't always
choose your people.

We can end this, you and me.

We return your artifacts to you,
share what we have.

In return, peace.
We keep the ranch.

This is Indian land.

It's soaked in Indian blood.

Jeremiah Otto had his time.

That time is over.

I learned about your fight
with the Ottos today

from my son.

He gave me something
for your collection.

I understand this is your father.

Where did your son find this?

Buried under the old adobe.

I've been thinking
on my ancestors

since you stole the reliquary.

It's not enough.

This isn't my father.

This is an old white man's shame.

He doesn't care about the relics.

He wants the ranch.

We have until sundown
tomorrow to clear out.

Or die.

You two have never been
to Montgomery.

No, you never took us.

Not even when your mom died.

No.

There was a man there.

A local councilman.

And he had
a beautiful wife and...

They had a lonesome little girl.

The girl knew everybody
loved her daddy.

Just... they loved him 'cause
he knew everyone's name,

all their kids' names,

who went off to what college,

who was recovering
from what illness.

And he knew when to burn
the ballot boxes.

And which ones to burn.

But what he didn't know,
what he never could learn...

Was when to turn down a drink.

So, life was hard
for the little girl.

It was harder for her mother.

As she grew, she got tired.

Tired of the crying.

Goddamn exhausted
icing her mother's face.

Pulling out stitches

'cause her mama didn't wanna
go back to the emergency room.

She just got tired.

One morning, she ate her cereal.

She brushed her teeth for school.

She took the gun
out of her daddy's dresser.

She shot him.

Shot him while he slept off
the night before.

Yeah.

My mama looked at me then
like you're looking at me now.

I knew that was something
I'd have to carry.

I'd do it again.

I'd live with the look.

I'd do it a thousand times
to protect her.

To protect you.

Mom...

I'm gonna go talk to an old man,

convince him
to set aside his pride,

make peace with the enemy.

You're gonna hole up in here.

Still not much for knocking, huh?

I'm going Alamo, Madison.

Last line of defense.

I built this house as a...

a hold-out in case we ever
were overrun or under siege.

Could be both.

I got supplies and weapons
in the basement.

Your family's welcome
to hole up here

- If it ever comes to it.
- When it comes to it.

Want a drink?

Come on, drink with me.

Come on.

I wanna thank you

for standing by my boys

and by Troy,

and for trying to stop
what's coming.

Ah! That's good.

Told Jake I couldn't come
to an agreement with Walker.

That was a lie.

There is one way
to secure the peace.

He probably wants my scalp, huh?

What?

You...
You here to kill me, Madison?

I took you in, you and your
kids when you were in need.

You ate off of my table.

I counseled your son...

Stopped him from chasing
tail down to Mexico.

I'm not gonna
kill you, Jeremiah,

for all the reasons you said.

Plus I think it'd
disappoint my kids.

I'm tired of disappointing them.

So you're gonna do it.

Well...

I didn't outlive Phil and Russell

and two good women

to die like some rabbit
with no resistance.

Walker has us surrounded
with firepower.

If you don't do this,
you lose the ranch.

Well...

The ranch wasn't meant
to shelter cowards

scared of a few Indians.

No, it was meant
to be your legacy.

If you don't do this, you lose that.

Everyone dies.

Including your sons.

It's your chance, Jeremiah,
to make things up to them...

every neglect, every drunken rage.

- You can save their lives.
- To hell with them.

One's a feckless crybaby,
and the other one's a...

a chip off the old block.

To hell with both of them.

Now go on, get outta here.
Leave me alone.

No, my kids aren't gonna die
'cause some old prick

has too much hate and pride
to do the right thing.

Then kill me!

But your kids are here
because this old prick

had the balls to do
what needed doing.

Man, don't anybody knock?

Here he is.

Still clinging
to his mama's teat.

You know what your mama
came here to do tonight, hmm?

The reason why
I like her so much,

the reason she's tougher
than you'll ever be

is because she is...

Exactly like...

I want you to do exactly as I say.

No...

Hey.