All language subtitles for The Walking Dead - Dead City (2023) - S02E02 - Another Shitty Lesson (1080p BluRay x265 Celdra) (1)_track3_[eng]

[Victor] Shit. Scared me .

I was told to do maid service,
but uh...

clearly the room's still occupied.

You know, when I was a kid,

my dad forced me to
learn the violin.

And I started taking lessons.

Fought it the whole way.

My teacher thought I might
find some inspiration

in Vivaldi.

Not for me. Too, uh, light.

My mom suggested Mozart.

Too dry.

Dad was a big Brahms guy.

But I'm not even gonna
play you Brahms

because Brahms is the
absolute fucking worst.

And then...

I found Bach.

2 in D Minor]

Bach...

was full.

It was layered.

And exciting.

So even when my dad was being a
tyrannical fucking asshole,

I always had Bach.

If I could just focus on Bach,

then maybe I could get through
another shitty lesson.

Constable Hook will take us
into the Hudson,

then we'll dock at Pier 25.

Governor's Island can serve as cover

in the event of an engagement.

Engagement?

This is an exploratory mission.

Sure. But you never know, right?

Back to your unit, Soldier.

I got it.

A ferry?

The Croat is gonna see us
coming from miles away.

How could you not-- -Hey, hey.

Sure, look, a ferry's not discreet,

but that's why the bay was chosen.

No way he can see us from here.

And with the element of surprise,
we'll be able to--

He already knows that you're
coming thanks to you.

You told him who you were, right?

Where you came from?

He's probably been prepping
for an invasion

since the second that you escaped.

He's smart and paranoid.

He may not know how or when,
but trust me,

he knows that you're coming.

If I'm gonna convince Governor Byrd

to change things up at
the 11th hour,

you're gonna need to give me
more than a hunch.

Hey.

Lucille must be thirsty, no?

We just
received the signal.

We can presume their ship is
being loaded and fueled

as we speak,

but they will never reach the island

now that the others are with us.

One.

Just the one group.

We're still waiting on
Christos and Bruegel.

Well, yes, but their services are
not yet being required.

My burazi have been preparing for
this very circumstance

for some time now. You'll be
quite pleased, Dama.

This is a gift I
received from Bruegel

after your church service.

Are you familiar with it?

No.

Saturn devouring his son.

As Roman myth goes, the titan Saturn

feared a prophecy that he
would be overthrown

by one of his offspring.

So he decided to eat his
children one by one

as they were born.

But the sixth child, Jupiter,
tricked his father

into eating a stone in his place.

Other painters of his time,
the academies,

they shied away from...

ugliness and brutality.

But not Goya.

He was the father of modernism,
a revolutionary.

Right.

So what do you think of the plan?

What do you think?

Or are you too distracted,

all aflutter at the thought of
your family's arrival?

Look, I think it's a solid plan.

I do. It'll knock out the ship.

But it certainly isn't a death blow.

Like you said though, just
the first wave.

So we just crank it up.

We give 'em a Fourth of July, laser
light-style spectacular.

And not just for the ship, but
their people back home.

And also the folks that
are on our side.

You know, these gangs are having
trouble making up their minds?

Now, Jesus Christ, let's just erase

any lingering doubts, shall we?

Negan is right.

The two of us,

we will work together

to come up with a more

spectacular element to our defense.

You holding up okay?

Look...

Things may have come out wrong
before, back home.

That's on me.

But it's just us here now.

And we've only got each other,

so if you need anything,

I'm here.

I got it.

[Hershel] Mom?

Hershel...

what are you doing here?

Krista let me take a horse,
and I tracked you.

I was just sitting there
after you left,

thinking about where you were headed

and what could happen to you.

I mean, they basically
kidnapped you.

What did you do when I
was kidnapped?

You didn't just sit around.
No fucking way.

So...

Okay...

I'm sorry. -It's okay.

We'll keep you hidden tonight, but
you are heading back

first thing in the morning.

What is all this?

A signal.

To the Croat?

Then we gotta go. We gotta
get outta here.

We gotta get Ginny.

I mean, if he knows they're coming,
there's no way we can--

Hey there,
you two.

You were spotted fleeing the camp,
deserting,

which is why-- -I wasn't fleeing,
I was--

Which is why-- Which is why,
Soldier,

you were being followed in
the first place.

Clearly your son was
waiting to help you--

Governor Byrd, I...

She was only following orders. I
asked her to look for proof

that the Croat knows we're coming.

Does he?

We found a smoke signal.

That's how he communicates
across the Hudson.

She's right. I can vouch for that.

And if he knows we're coming,
he'll be ready.

[Maggie] We need to postpone.

Send a small group in a canoe,
a raft, something--

And leave our entire army behind?
You can't be serious.

We've been planning for months.

Now is the time to strike.

What's your take, Colonel?

The Croat might know we're coming,

but not tonight.

If we leave right away, we regain
the element of surprise.

Okay. We deploy immediately.

Find General Houseman.

Why the hell did you bring me here

if you're not gonna listen to a
damn thing that I say?

Me and my son and anybody else here
who has got their head

on straight are going home now.

The law against draft evasion also
applies to desertion.

That is what you're
fixed on right now,

hanging me from a tree? -No,
not just you.

You and the 20 soldiers
you stood in for

starting with that one right there.

Insubordination is also a crime.

- Secure her in the shaft alley.
- Don't fucking touch me!

Get your hands off of him! -Put
him in there, too.

Don't touch him!

He wasn't even supposed to be here!

I don't see how detaining the boy is
gonna solve anything.

It's not a matter of opinion,
Colonel.

It's about the law.

Negan...

You must be excited, no?

The bastards who tried
to execute you

will now be facing
their own execution

at your hands.

Come on, Negan.

Why so glum?

In the old days, back at
the Sanctuary,

You used to relish the chance to
take down anyone who crossed us.

Only days after I arrived, there
was a group of-of-

of savages. They attacked our home.

Took us by surprise.

Demanding we hand over
all provisions.

Naturally, we expected Negan to
fight back, but...

to our astonishment,

he meekly surrendered.

As a show of respect,

Negan wanted to honor the
savages with a sort of...

gozba.

Feast.

A lavish feast.

We would provide all the food,
all the drink.

Serve them. We were
utterly dismayed.

Where had our fearless leader gone?

Then...

Come on. You tell it.

You tell it better. Come on.

A meal like this, you
have never seen.

Bigger than before times.

I'm talking 10 Las Vegas buffets
lined up in a row.

And then there was the main course,
the meat.

Venison, the finest that the forests
of Virginia could offer.

But see our guests, they
didn't get that meat.

No, see at the last second,

I had my butchers switch it out

for walker meat.

If only you could have seen them,

throwing their guts up all night.

Let's just say by dawn,

the Sanctuary's walker moat had
grown considerably.

Main point is you, you protected us.

You gave our enemies exactly
what they deserved.

I know that you wanted to help, but,

this is why I came here.

This is exactly the reason I
wanted to come by myself.

I mean, Jesus Christ, Hershel.

Hershel?

[Armstrong] Give us a minute.

I'm sorry. I don't agree
with this at all.

Okay, then let us out. -You heard
what Major Narvaez--

What, she doesn't answer to you? I
thought that you're a colonel.

You punched her.

Then at least get them to
turn the boat around

and save the 50 innocent lives that
are heading straight

into an ambush. -Look,
maybe you're right.

Maybe the Croat tries something, but
New Babylon will fight back.

We're bigger, better equipped,
better organized.

You are wrong. You have got
this blind spot.

All of you.

You can't see it, but
you're so obsessed

with getting back what you lost that
you overlook anything

- that gets in your way.
- That's not true.

You underestimate me, fine.

But do not underestimate the Croat.

You know what he's capable of.

Let us go. Let us all go.

I'm sorry.

No.

Hey. Hey!

Can you believe it?

We are traveling to the city
the same way that

hundreds of thousands of laborers
did every single day.

Did you know this very ferry was--

God...

Get ready. Keep it tight.

My God.

ironic to think
the natural resource

pulling them to the island

will be the agent of their demise.

The mechanism is beautiful
in its simplicity.

I had originally been
contemplating a more

elaborate strategy, but then an old
mnemonic from my childhood

floated into my mind,

something my secondary school
chemistry teacher

would recite for us.

Forgive me for the
bastardized translation.

It won't sound nearly as
poetic as the original.

Sodium and water, what a
fierce little pairing.

Strongly exothermic, they come
together in a flaring.

Electrons transfer in the water,

releasing heat and light.

Hydrogen and sodium hydroxide,
what a sight.

Gaseous byproducts
emitted in a plume.

So be careful while you work,

or else you'll end up with a...

boom.

What the hell was that?

The buoys, they're bombs.
Methane bombs, I think.

Some kind of trigger on impact.
It's a minefield.

Cut the engine and drop
anchor immediately.

Secure all units below deck.

Yes ma'am.

Another one. Look out!

Whatever orders you've been given,
you've got to forget 'em.

I need you to help, okay?

Did they give you the keys
to our handcuffs?

Please, come back.

Hershel, I need you to listen to me.

There's a-- There's a
broken pipe above you.

If you stand up, your handcuffs can
reach the sharp part of it.

Honey, please, I need you
to listen to me

because we've gotta get off
this boat right now.

- We don't have a lot of time.
- I fucked it up.

I fucked it all up.

No. I'm so sorry for what I
said to you earlier.

None of this is your fault.

You should-- Ginny?

What are you--

Thank you.

Hold out your arms. Hold
out your arms.

Listen to me, I need you to focus,
please.

You came out here to help me, right?

That's what I need you to do. I
know you can do it.

Okay.

If we stay anchored, I think it
should buy us some time.

Go, go, go. Go, go.

Ginny, get this one.

I got it. She's my mom.

Go find whoever you can and
bring 'em here.

What is that?

Governor Bryd, watch out.

Mom!

Give me your hand.

Get the other cleat.

All right, go ahead. Fire.

[Victor] Fire!

Fire.

You good?

Just wait.

Okay. Fire.

Fire!

There's too many.

We've gotta move. Let's go!
This way.

Come on! We gotta go!

Let's move! -Fall back,
fall back.

Granted, it was our first battle,
but what a rout.

It was resounding, explosive!

Washed up near Pier 45.

M-my-my name is Benjamin Pierce.

And I'm just a writer, a historian.

I'm-I'm not part of the army.

Umm okay, I can-- I can prove it.

Here. These are my notes.

Good to meet you, Mr. Pierce.

I look forward to reading your
history as soon as it's legible.

Have we... met before?

[Dama] I very much doubt that.

What would you like us to
do with him, Dama?

Let him visit with us for now.

In case I have any questions.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Before we get to the celebrating,

there's a loose end that
needs tying up.

Who were you trying to spare?

Right on cue.

You asked to see me?

It's Victor, right?

Whatever you're planning,

you take it out on me, not him.

Wow.

You made quite the impression.

You've cracked his shell.

That is no easy task.

Trust me.

I understand you play the violin.

I only ask because a violin was
found at your station.

Outside his cell.

I'm guessing you are very talented.

That would certainly make an
impression on me.

And the last thing I would ever do

is rob the world of what little is
left of the artists

and the visionaries.

Are you a fan of classical music,
Mr. Pierce?

Being a self-proclaimed historian,
I'd imagine so.

We would love to hear you play.

Please.

It's okay. Take your time.

It's not like your life
depends on it.

2 In D Minor]

I was stalling because
there was a kid.

That's it. -A kid?

Some random kid who didn't
deserve to die.

Bravo. Bravo.

I have to say, hearing you play like
that with so much control

and expression, in this
sacred space,

brought me back.

It brought me all the way back to
the old days, the old city.

I mean, Bach!

He was the best of his time.

The culmination of everything that
had come before him.

Or another way to say it,

he was the best of what everyone
else had been doing for a time.

A long time. He didn't
change the world.

He didn't imagine something new. He
wasn't a revolutionary.

He just perfected what
had come before.

Instead of pushing us forward, he
chose to take us back.

I am not interested in going back.

No! No!

No!

You did good.

Very, very good.

All right, now that we've
taken care of that.

That's them again.

I saw a park up the street.
It's dense, overgrown.

We can hide out there till
sunset at least.

She's right.

She's been right this whole time.

I'm sorry about
everything from before.

I don't know what is going on
with me. I just...

freaked out.

I'm just...

I'm glad you're okay.

I love you, Mom.

I love you, too.

Let's move.