Original subtitles

Previously on AMC's "Preacher"...

You hired the Saint. I could make you unhire him.

Use it. Watch what happens.

That's how he's finding us.

He's tracking the Word.

Tulip: Why did it have to be New Orleans?

I knew someone would see me here.

We got her.

Cassidy: She told me she could handle it

and under no circumstances am I to tell you, so...

Where is she?

♪ ♪

[Grunts] It's okay.

You can't kill him.

He's my husband.

[Breathing heavily]

♪

Tulip: I was never in love with him.

♪

I came here to get divorced.

That's what we're talking about. Getting divorced.

[Viktor grunts] That's right

she's my wife, asshole.

Hey!

Jesse! Hey! Hey!

Jesse don't! It's not his fault, okay?

You want to take it out on someone, take it out on me!

[Grunts] You picked the wrong guy, asshole.

- Pat! Guys! - And we were done, remember?

After Dallas?

You left me.

[Grunting]

Guys!

What the?

- [Grunts] - [Choking]

Dammit, Jesse.

- What did you do? - [Clatter, Viktor grunting]

Wait, where are you going?

[Grunting continues]

Jesse. Jesse.

Jesse Custer, you cannot do that to him.

♪

[Clatter]

Jesse.

- Viktor! - [Screams]

♪

[Metal clatters]

Alright, I get it.

You're mad.

I should've told you I was married.

I should've said something.

But it wouldn't have been an issue

if we hadn't come to New Orleans.

- [Harness clinks] - Jesse.

Ugh! [Groans]

♪

Jesse, I'm sorry, okay?

I'm sorry.

Hurtin' him's not gonna fix anything.

So stop.

[Zip tie zips]

Are you listening to me?

You can't do this.

It was me, Jesse. It was my fault.

He didn't do anything wrong.

I mean it!

You can't do this!

♪

Stop, you crazy-ass son of a...

[Echoing] Get out.

[Grunting]

♪

Remember Dallas, Jesse.

[Grunts]

I don't wanna do that again.

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[Gunshot rings out]

[Alarm sounding]

[Tires screeching]

No!

[Gasping]

♪

What? What is it?

[Alarm continuing]

The baby.

The baby.

[Sirens wailing]

Reggie: You like John Wayne?

Announcer: He is very, very athletic...

You don't?

I think he's kind of patriarchal.

What does that mean?

We did a section on him

in my Oppositional Gender studies class...

and, like, the only women you see in all of his movies...

- [Window thuds] - need to be saved

because they're about to get raped

by, like, Indigenous Peoples

or they're, like, cooking biscuits.

[Laughs]

[Paper tears]

Announcer: Half the points for the cowboy.

Nice job by Walker there.

I think John Wayne is real respectful of women.

In like a patriarchal kind of way.

[Footsteps approaching]

Tuuulip! Mm!

Reggie.

- Hey you. - Hey.

- Oh look. Cowboys. - [Lighter clicks]

Um-hm.

Come on, guys.

If y'all are gonna smoke in here,

at least open a window.

Sorry, Tules. My bad.

And, Reggie, we have a dinner guest coming, so...

- What're we having? - Who?

Dany. I told you.

No, we, the invited guests,

are having peanut butter pot roast.

In like half an hour so, yeah.

Awesome.

Uh, I have, like, a bit of a nut allergy,

- so is it, like... - You're not invited, Reggie.

Oh, man.

Yeah, right. Yeah.

Um, like, my night is stacked.

I've got Netflix out the ying-yang,

so [grunts] later, bro.

[Snaps finger] See you, T.

You maybe wanna take a shower.

All of like North America would appreciate it.

Why is Dany comi to dinner?

Because she's our friend and we miss her.

We do?

[Sighs]

A Realtor?

Well, not yet.

Um, I print stuff out, get supplies,

and, you know, put out the "for sale" signs.

So a Realtor's assistant?

Um, I don't really have a title yet.

Take in the "for sale" signs.

Hm. Rewarding.

Like working the Mars program at NASA.

[Chuckles]

And Jesse's got a... a bartending job,

and they love him.

He's already got like two night shifts.

So we're good.

Right?

Um-hm.

How are you, Dany?

My dog died.

So when are you two coming back to work for me?

We're not.

I-I didn't know you had a dog.

I don't. It died.

As of now [grunts]

Here's what I've got going that's worth doing:

An insurance scam in Santa Fe.

Grab and burn but the gallery's in on it so, easy.

Connected guy in New Orleans

looking for some general sub-contract stuff.

And then, if you're asking, my first choice,

there's this little Jew bastard down in Houston...

- No. - Hold on. Let me finish.

No way. Absolutely not.

Do you know what he said to me the other day?

Do... Do you know what he said?

We are not killing your husband, Dany.

You know we don't do that.

Not doing any of that anymore.

Right.

If that's why you've come back here,

you wasted your time.

[Folder thuds]

[Briefcase lid closes]

How's your food?

Well this I can't eat.

Or this or this.

Oh my gosh I am so sorry.

Is... Is that a Jewish thing?

It's a human being thing. It's disgusting.

Look, I get it, things went sideways

on your last job and it threw you.

But this is not the answer.

This is what you do.

Better than almost anyone else I know.

Not anymore.

People change.

What? No, they don't.

- Okay, then. - [Briefcase locks click]

Forgive me if I don't stay for dessert.

I'm angry enough as it is.

Uh, Dany, um [clears throat] any news on Carlos?

If I hear anything, I'll let you know.

Meantime, you say you're moving on,

so move on.

You've got houses to sell.

[Door opens, closes]

[Water running]

[Sighs]

[Plates clatter]

Ready?

Um-hm.

Okay.

♪

[Moans]

- ♪ As the time of your life ♪ - [Groans]

♪ Has come to its end ♪

Ugh.

♪ And you face the final report ♪

[Grunts]

♪ Will the time that you spend ♪

[Sniffs]

♪ Preparing for this event ♪

♪ Be more than a moment of prayer? ♪

♪ For a moment of prayer ♪

What are you doing with that stool?

Holding it.

What are you doing with that beer?

Drinking it.

Hm.

♪

'Til the end of the world, right?

'Til the end of the world.

♪

Viktor: Hey, asshole.

Hey, hey, hey. I'm talking to you.

♪

Let's go. I don't have all day.

♪

No. You don't.

[Torture instruments clink]

[People speaking French on TV]

[Denis coughs, spits]

[Door creaks]

Yay! Look, it's my friend Cassidy!

- Who's this? - This is my stepdaughter Allie.

She's had a rough day

so I thought it would be fun if she come hang with us.

Oh, yeah. Right. Well, we... we do fun like nobody's business.

Yeah, we sure do.

Now you just sit right there,

and I was thinking, I don't know, comfort food.

And I got just the thing.

- You're having a bit of a rough day? - Pretty much.

Her boyfriend's killing my dad.

No, they're just talking. Right, Cassidy?

Oh, yeah. That's right.

If it's the Jesse Custer I know,

he's gonna be talking his bloody ears off.

[Chuckles] So to speak.

Now who here thinks Boo Berry is just the best?

- Me. - That's just chemicals.

No, it's not. Boo Berry's awesome.

Okay. Well, it's alright. It's alright. No, come on.

Come on. We're gonna have a see what else we have.

We have, my God, a lot of potted meat

and box of plastic folks.

We've got some kosher green lentils.

Is that man dead?

What?! Oh, shite.

No, that's just Denis.

Maybe Allie could go watch TV with Denis

- while you and me talk, huh? - That's a great idea.

- Den... Denis would love that. - But I don't want to...

No, I'm sure you don't. Just take the lentils.

Brilliant.

On your way.

[People speaking French on TV]

Now what happened?

Bollocks. Ouch!

You told him!

But what was I supposed to do?!

You were supposed to not tell him!

Now, just hang on a second. Ow.

You tell me you pissed off your mobster husband,

you just disappeared off into the middle of the night

and you stopped answering my texts.

I was worried about ya!

"Worried," right. Sure.

What?

[Mockingly] "Tulip, I feel bad.

Oh, Tulip, I don't like keeping secrets from my mate."

No, wait a minute. That's true...

Like it's moral. Like you're a good guy.

What are you talking about?

I'm not blind, Cassidy. I know what you want.

W-what in the... what in the shite is that supposed to mean?

No, come on... What?

Forget it.

You're me friend, Tulip.

You know, you both are.

I know.

And I definitely bollocksed

this one up though, haven't I?

Where you even in danger?

With Viktor? Nah.

I mean he was pissed.

There was like less than a 3% chance

he would've hurt me or anything.

Yeah. It's no wonder you married him.

[Scoffs]

♪

Why did you marry him?

[Sighs]

He's got two pools. Who wouldn't marry him?

[Chuckles] No. Why did you marry him?

Cassidy, right now my boyfriend has my husband

on hook in a torture room.

"Why'd you marry him?" is not the question here!

And I swear to God if Jesse kills him we are done.

♪

Alright.

♪

What are you doing?

Gonna go and have a talk with this mad bastard.

- Clean up my mess. - What a you gonna say?

Trust me.

- [Door closes] - Yeah.

Right.

[Insects chirping]

[Spinning]

♪

[Spinning]

♪

[Spinning]

Hey, asshole.

I've been thinking.

During my free time here...

- [Spinning] - I figured something out.

When Tulip came to work for me a couple years back...

I could see she had just been through something.

I could see it in her eyes, you know.

But she never talked about it.

Never said a word about it one way or the other.

She was always tough.

Was tougher than any of my guys, I'll tell ya.

That's for sure.

But I always wondered what it was.

A strong woman like this?

A hard woman like this?

What sort of fresh hell did she crawl out of?

[Spinning]

I get it now, asshole.

♪

It was you.

♪ When I close my eyes and dream ♪

♪ I'll kiss you once again ♪

♪ I'll pretend ♪

♪ Yes, I'll pretend ♪

[Cooler door closes]

♪ I'll pretend that we are walking ♪

♪ Down the aisle ♪

[Cash register clicking]

♪ I wish I knew what I did, dear ♪

♪ To make you treat me so ♪

Okay.

♪ Were you pretending? ♪

♪ Did you ever love me? ♪

♪ Love me ♪

♪ My eyes are empty ♪

♪ I stare blindly ♪

- ♪ Fixed on you ♪ - [Window thuds]

- ♪ You're stung ♪ - [Window thuds]

- ♪ When you blink ♪ - [Headboard banging]

- ♪ My face gestured ♪ - [Papers tears]

- ♪ Without intent ♪ - [Moans]

- ♪ To my fist connect ♪ - [Watch ticking]

- ♪ And then I strike you ♪ - [Headboard banging]

♪ Eyes are empty

♪ I stare blindly ♪

♪ Fixed on you ♪

♪ You're stung when you blink ♪

♪

♪

Okay.

Wait.

God, we're in no position to ask any favors,

still, we're asking.

♪

Please.

In Jesus' name we pray,

Amen.

♪

Amen.

♪

[Headboard banging]

♪

[Paper tearing]

♪

[Exhales, licks paper]

[Headboard bangs]

[Paper tears]

♪

[Lighter clicks]

♪

Dallas Preacher: Forgiveness.

Forgiveness is a virtue.

Now, we are all without truth sometimes.

We are all sinners

And we are all in need of God's forgiveness,

or we risk rejection at Heaven's holiest of gates.

But luckily, He is a loving and merciful God.

His forgiveness can be earned.

And you'll ask, "But, Preacher, how do I earn His forgiveness?

What can I do?"

Well, the answer's quite simple, actually.

If you put your faith in His son Jesus Christ

as your lord and savior,

then forgiveness is within your reach.

[Smoke detector beeping]

[Beeping stops]

[Scoffs] Sorry, bro.

[Badminton match plays on television]

♪

[Woman shouts]

[Applause]

Commentator: Probably one of the most difficult matches

that players ever have to compete in.

Reggie: Tulippp!

Jesse: Hey, hon.

[Woman shouts]

How was work?

Oh, you know, same old, same old.

Grab me another beer?

Sure.

- You want a beer? - I'm good.

[Refrigerator door closes]

Thanks.

[Can tab pops]

Sell any houses today?

Uh, a couple.

I mean, I didn't, but I helped the Boss-man, you know.

Well, you keep at it,

you'll be selling those houses yourself in no time.

[Badminton match continues]

Yeah, I found your shit.

- [Money thuds] - Ooh. Damn, T.

- What have you been doing? - Shut up, Reggie.

How long you been back working with Dany?

Let me ask that another way.

The real estate job?

How long you last?

Three weeks.

[Chuckles] Three weeks? That's nothing.

- I once had a gig. It w... - Shut up, Reggie.

[Scoffs] Me, as a real estate broker?

Making coffee and copies

and "escrow" for 15 bucks an hour?

Could have found something else to do.

I did, and I'm doing it.

The only thing we're good at.

You know, this... This feels like one of those

boyfriend/girlfriend convers...

- Then go, Reggie. - Stay.

We were having fun, Jesse. Remember?

- Till Carlos, we had fun. - You're right.

Before that little thing, we were having a hell of a time.

That hurt me as much as you.

Oh, it hurt you, Tulip?

Were you hurt by it?

You know I was, you son of a bitch.

What are these then?

♪

Tucked up there extra hidden.

[Pills thud]

Bro, this is really uncomfortable.

It's alright. We're just talking.

When were you gonna stop lying to me?

I'm sorry...

You see, I thought we were in this together.

♪

I wanted to be. I tried to be.

But this life you want...

Doesn't it feel wrong to you?

No. And I don't know why it feels wrong to you.

Because I'm an O'Hare, Jesse.

I don't know how to do it.

[Sighs]

Maybe you're right.

[Sighs]

Or maybe you don't deserve it.

[Ominous music plays]

♪

Bro.

♪

But a Custer does, right?

♪

Is that what you're trying to do here?

Be a Custer again?

Like having a crap job and a crap life

gives you the forgiveness you need

for what you done?

Make you one of the good guys, huh?

Like your stuck-up daddy and your stupid John Wayne?

Well, I got some bad news for you Jesse Custer:

You ain't ever gonna be forgiven.

Guys, c-c-can I just say...

- Ugh! - Jesse. Jesse!

Jesse, stop!!

[Grunts]

[Coughing] Ow! God!

[Groans, coughs]

- God. [Coughs] - [Breathing heavily]

Ugh!

Ross: So we can just take, pure titanium white,

and I'm just gonna use the knife.

You can take your finger or you can take a brush,

but I want to push forcibly

some white paint right in there.

- 'Cause we don't make mistakes. - [Keys jingle]

- Jesse: Going out? - Uh-hm.

Ross: Now, we're gonna take our blender brush

and very gently just...

My dad's church is still in my name.

What?

Just sitting there empty.

I called the lawyer to double-check.

Ross: It just jumps right out at you.

Anyway, it's mine.

- Yeah. - Ross: Tell you what.

While we got the old blender brush going...

Watch here. Watch here. Watch here.

I'm going back to Annville. I'm going to be a preacher.

Ross: Tiny indication of just a happy cloud that lives right here.

♪

Good luck with that.

[Insects chirping]

♪

[Door closes]

♪

[Body thuds]

[Laughs]

♪

How're we doing in here then?

Would you mind if I join?

I'm gonna walk into this very nice...

God. Bloody hell. It's an unbelievable bedroom, isn't it?

[Sighs]

I think I'll just sit on the bed next to my mate.

Long day, eh?

I just poked me head

through the little torture room downstairs.

Met our man hanging from the ceiling.

He's still alive, which is nice. It's fair.

It's very restrained. Christ Almighty.

Sheets are silky bastards, huh?

I think a couple of hundred foreskins

gone into making those, easily.

[Chuckles]

Did you know I was rich once?

Yeah, bloody years ago.

I really quite enjoyed it, actually.

You know what happened here, right?

You two had a falling out, and she was down.

She fell in with the first two-pool owning bloke she met

and that was it.

But she doesn't love him and she never did

because she loves you, you stupid idjit.

If there's one thing I know, trust me, it's that.

Can I ask you a question, Cassidy?

Of course you can. That's what why I come.

To dispense my considerable wisdoms.

After lying to me? All this time?

Probably since Texas, probably since she came

back downstairs at the casino.

After all that lying,

why in the world would I ever trust you?

I wanted to tell you, mate. Really I did.

I-I hate keeping secrets from my friends.

But you keep them all the same, don't you?

I don't. I don't.

Lie to my face?

Sneak behind my back?

Now you're here to be a hero?

To be a friend and talk me out of doing this?

Look, not to make excuses here, man, but you know what?

This whole thing, it's put me between

a rock and hard place, alright?

You didn't answer my question.

Well, then maybe you should remind me. Huh?

I asked you, why should I trust you?

[Ominous music playing]

Why should I trust a lying, junkie vampire

who thinks everything's a joke?

Why in the world would anyone trust you?

♪

Yeah, you're right.

I-I am. I'm a right bastard.

I try to tell people all the time,

but sometimes I just don't think they believe me.

But you're right.

I'm a greedy, selfish, destructive.

You name it. Jealous. Yeah.

Maybe that's the difference, though, between me and you.

'Cause you see, me, if I was in your situation?

If some moppet had their hands on my girl?

And I'm not ashamed to admit it.

I don't think I'd be very restrained at all.

No.

I think I'd want to hurt them really, really bad.

Yeah.

I've not come here to talk you out of anything, alright?

I'm only here to let you kno

that whatever you decide, I'm with you, Padre.

♪

It'd be over between us, Cass.

If I did it.

♪

No, I don't know about that.

No. She'd leave me.

No more Jesse Custer and Tulip?

Please.

Some things will never change.

[Door closes]

♪

Viktor: One last thing I figured out.

♪

You want to know why Tulip married me?

- I know why. - [Hatchet scraping]

Oh, tell me.

'Cause this is what she wanted.

♪

To be a criminal.

Have money.

♪

This lifestyle.

♪

That's not why.

♪

Why then?

'Cause you're an asshole, asshole.

And I was nice to her.

♪

Just thought you should know.

♪

Come on, let's go. Too late to change your mind.

Let's do this.

Come on, let's go.

♪

He's alive?

Well, he was when I left.

♪

Tell me again what you said to him?

I just... I told him... mistakes were made,

everyone feels bad, you know.

Just to do the right thing.

- And he listened. - Yeah.

Good. That's good.

You know, I have a feeling that...

[Door unlocks, opens]

♪

[Bottles clink]

[Door slams]

♪

[Bottle thuds, cap clatters]

♪

What happened, Jesse?

[Exhales deeply]

What'd you do to him?

♪

I took him down.

♪

You took him down?

♪

Who's that?

♪

Viktor's daughter.

Hm.

Allie, go watch more TV.

- Allie: He sm... - Go!

♪

[Door closes]

You son of a bitch.

♪

What?

[Sighs]

What's going on?

Why's everyone so...

I took him down.

Took him down how, Jesse?

I cut his harness. From the ceiling.

- I didn't kill him. - [Sighs]

- You didn't? - No. That's what I've been saying!

♪

I mean, I wanted to.

I settled for divorce papers instead.

[Papers thud]

♪

Thank God.

I'll go and let her know her dad's still alive.

She'll be thrilled.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

I'm so bad for you.

We're bad for each other.

♪

Tulip: Yes! $2,000.

Viktor: $2,000?

Cheap fool. Pay up, sucker!

Yeah, th's right. There, Oriental Avenue.

Pat wants a word if you're free.

Alright.

What you're saying makes no sense.

- You realize that, right? - It makes total sense.

Pay me my rent or give me Atlantic Avenue.

I gave you Ventnor and I gave you Marvin Gardens.

- That's more than fair. - What are you, a baby?

"More than fair." This is America.

- Nut up or get out. - Alright, here, Atlantic Avenue.

- Happy? - Good boy.

Alright bitches, here comes the houses.

[Chuckles]

I married a hard woman.

Um-hm.

Come here. Mm.

But I love her anyway.

♪

Thank you.

♪

That's my shirt.

And I'm wearing it.

♪

Hard woman indeed.

♪

Well, try not to cheat.

[Door closes]

[Cellphone vibrating]

[Cellphone beeps]

Hey, Dany. Long time.

Nope.

Not taking jobs anymore.

Viktor gives me plenty of work.

♪

Yeah.

♪

Yes, I like it.

♪

Yeah, I'm happy so, I don't care what...

♪

You found him? You found Carlos?

[Gunshot]

- No! - [Tires screeching]

The baby. The baby.

Does Jesse know?

Alright, lady.

Let's do this.

Do not pass Go.

Do not collect $200.

♪

Tulip?

♪

[Insects chirping]

♪

[Sighs]

[Door unlocks]

[Gun clicks]

[Door creaks]

[Sighs heavily]

Oh. I thought you were that crazy Preacher.

What's up, kiddo?

Couldn't sleep.

Well, how about a little target practice

in the basement, huh? You always like to do that.

Makes you feel better. [Chuckles]

Could you just read to me, maybe?

Of course, yeah. Come up here.

Alright. [Grunts]

How's my little girl? Hm?

Well, "The Dow Jones Industrial was up 46 points today,

bringing it to an all-time high of..."

- [Gunshots] - Man: Get out of way!

[Gunfire]

[Gun cocks]

Go to close it.

[Gunfire continues]

[Woman screams]

[Man groans]

- Man: No! - [Gunshots]

[Gunfire]

♪

[Pistol cocks]

Preacher?

W-W-What? I-I...

Ugh!

[Allie sobbing]

[Spurs jingle]

♪

[Pistol cocks]

♪

The preacher?

I know where he is.

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