All language subtitles for The.Quarry.2020.1080p.WEBRip.x264

Jesus.

Can you leave the pitcher, please?

My name is David Martin,
I come from Ohio.

Not originally, of course.

Where are you going?

Down toward El Golfo de Mexico,

some little town
I've never heard of.

Plenty of those in Texas.

- How far?
- A few hours.

And you?
You are headed?

South.

On foot?

No food? No water?

Where did you start from?

You ask a lot of questions.

Your friend's a real charmer.

God is funny.

To bring you to me.

I don't understand.

Only a few miles
left, I think.

I need to dry out a bit.

Let me dry out.

I saw a helicopter this morning.

Yeah?

Uh-huh.

A police helicopter.

Maybe they were
looking for somebody.

Who knows?

That was a long way back.

You can talk to me.

I know it's difficult.

It's not easy, confession.

Let me show you.

I'm an alcoholic.

That's no secret.

Okay.

Okay. Entonces...

I loved a woman
and she loved me...

but she had a husband,
a family...

and I am a religious man.

I never told
that to anyone.

A new life awaits me
where I'm going.

And it can be the same for you
right here, right now.

There's power in confession.

I don't believe
in your religion.

Religion has nothing
to do with it.

Whatever you've done...

they'll find you.

I'll have to tell them...

when I get to town, you know.

You'd do the same
if you were me.

Don't come any closer.

I want you
to give yourself to God,

unburden your soul...

Don't you come
any fucking closer.

And no bars can hold you.

Do you hear me?

- Shut your mouth.
- You will forever be free

because whatever you've
done he already knows.

Shut your fucking...

A new life awaits me
where I'm going.

It can be the same for you.

What?

You're lost.

I'm looking for the church.

That way, padre.

Celia?

Habla Español?

No.

Jesus.

This way.

This is yours.

I hope it's okay.

It's fine.

Do you have a suitcase
or something?

In the van.

You should get it.

It's not safe here at night.

I just wanna sleep.

Okay.
Just don't forget your suitcase.

I told you.

I'll call the chief.

Chief?

Yeah, he's the one in charge.

All right. My turn.

How you give a redneck
a circumcision?

How?

Kick his sister
in the jaw.

I'm, uh, looking for the chief.

You found him.

My van was broken into
last night.

Took everything I had.

You just passing through,
I guess?

I'm here to work, actually.

At the church.

Start from the beginning.

Well, there's nothing
much to tell.

I drove in late,
parked in front of the church,

found where I'm staying,
and then fell asleep.

By yourself?

Did I sleep by myself?

I don't care
who you sleep with, Reverend,

I'm asking if
you're traveling alone.

Yeah.

Did you see anybody on
the way in or anybody see you?

Well, there was a boy, Mexican.

Hmm. We got a lot of those.

But young, and... and alone.

Late. Holding a tennis ball.

This kid, he about 12 years old?

And he had an older guy
with him about 20,

rough looking dude,
tattoo of some chick on his arm?

I heard a voice,
but I didn't see anyone.

Lurking in the shadows,
probably waiting for a buyer.

So you know him?

I know everybody.

Except you, I guess.

Where are you from, Reverend?

Originally,
where did you grow up?

Oh... Ohio.

Oh, yeah.

You ever live
in a town like this?

A small town?

People think they got charm,
you know.

Everybody knows everybody.

One bar, one grocery,
one pizza joint.

The judge and the preacher,

they share the same building,
that kind of stuff.

People think it's quaint.

Maybe it was.

Town like this, tight-knit,
safe and quiet, whistle-stop.

Until they build the highway
a few miles off,

pull all the commerce away

and all the nice quiet folks
along with it.

What's left?

Yeah.

All I'm saying is
this ain't Ohio.

Now we're here to help you,

but you can help yourself
an awful lot

just by paying
a little attention, okay?

Okay.

You should have Celia
look at that hand.

So, you know her, too?

Like I said.

What's the plate number?

Reverend?

- What?
- The plate number of the van?

Oh, I don't know.

Would somebody get that, please?

Well, read this through,
sign it at that bottom.

I'll have my boys get on it.

Just don't expect a miracle.

Hello, Bevel Police.

Yeah, this is the chief.

No.

It's always on Sunday.

Except when it's on Tuesday.

I don't know.
I don't make the schedule.

Poco, no.

It's blood.

Why is there blood?

Who knows?

Fuckin' white dudes.

This shit is worth nothing.

- Valentin, hey.
- Hm?

It's like the flowers.

At the quarry.

Purple flowers are everywhere.

Not like these.

Do you think he was there?

Stop messing around.

Let's go tend our crop.

Get the bag!

Valentin, are you in there?

I don't like going to the quarry.

You like eating, don't you?

I get scared.

Stay on top then.

Okay, hurry up!

Hurry up, Valentin!

Chill out, Poco!

You should stay... just once.

It'll be nice.

I'll fix your breakfast
in the morning.

I got to work.

In the middle of the night?

That's when the bugs come out.

Come on, John.

Stay.

Don't beg.

It makes you look weak.

I didn't mean that.

It's fine.

He knows you're here.
The walls are thin.

You think he'll stay longer
than the last one?

I don't really care how long he stays.

I like your flowers.

They're fake.

See you.

Not many come.

Some but...

Hello?

Hope you're not
expecting an answer.

I couldn't help it.

So, you got your first service.

You got your work
cut out for you, huh?

Well, I wanted you to know
I think I found your man...

or your boys, I guess.

With your case, your van.

I'll be making an arrest soon.

Who is it?

I think you know who it is.

What? You act like it's my fault
you come from criminals?

They're her cousins.

She's sensitive.

I should get ready
for tonight.

Do I know you?

Well, what do you mean?

Have we met somewhere
before you come here?

Where would we have met?

I don't know.
That's why I'm asking.

I just feel like
I've seen you before.

You spend much time in Ohio,
Chief?

Have a good service,
Reverend.

That is if anybody
shows up.

Here's a trustworthy saying
that deserves full acceptance.

"Christ Jesus came into the
world to save sinners,

of whom I am chief."

Chief.

I will read from the book
of 1st Timothy Chapter One.

"I thank Christ Jesus our Lord,
who has given me strength,

that He considered me faithful,
appointing me to His service.

Even though I was
once a blasphemer

and a persecutor
and a violent man,

I was shown mercy
because I acted in ignorance."

Do you understand me?

English?

What would you like to know?

Um, who are you?

I am a sinner.

Why are you here?

Because the grace of our Lord
was poured out on me.

I opened a bottle of wine.

I hope you don't mind.

He's not married.

I mean, he was but his wife
died a few years ago.

It's none of my business.

I've known a few preachers
in my day.

You're not like any of them.

You mean I'm not Mexican?

Besides that.

Well, I wasn't raised
in the church.

So, they haven't
worn you down yet?

I came from Mexico with
my uncle when I was a teenager

to help him with the church.

I have been here ever since.

That's a long time.

Yes, it is.

Poco...

The minister.

- No. No!
- What? What?

It's a stupid robe.

Where are the bloody clothes?

The bloody clothes?

The bloody clothes from the van.

I don't know.

You threw them
across the house, dummy.

Go get them.

We have to burn them.

Hurry, let's go!

Let's go, let's go!

Run, Valentin.

Garcia, you get Poco.
He went over there.

- Hey, stop!
- Come here, boy.

Get up here. Get up.

Get down.

I'm too damn old to be
chasing you around the woods

like a fucking teenager, boy.

Give me a break.

All right,
you go search the trailer.

I'm gonna take this little
dipshit down to the station.

Come on.

Garcia!

He got away!

Put out the damn fire then!

Run, Poco! Never stop running!

Oh, shit.

I will rise and go to Jesus

He will take me in His arms

In the arms of my dear Savior

O, there are ten-thousand charms

Yeah?

I can't sleep.
I heard you singing.

You're lonely.

Like all the others.

That's not why I came.
I came to apologize.

I didn't mean to cause trouble.

Your cousins.

Look, if they
stole your property,

they must be held accountable.

Are you close to them?

No.

But the song
that you're singing,

is it, uh,
was it like a Mexican hymn?

My uncle wouldn't let us sing
Mexican hymns, just American.

To fit in, you know?

But none of us
spoke much English

so we just sang
the words in Spanish.

That's why none of them rhyme.

Well, it sounded nice.

I should let you rest.

You're really
not like the others.

I have a lot of hate
in my heart, Reverend.

I'm not proud of it.

Do you, um...
do you need to be forgiven?

You're not the one
who can forgive.

Good night.

Is this yours, Reverend?

Yeah.

Well, put some clothes on
and come with me.

Give me a cigarette, Chief.

Oh, you know me.
I don't smoke, cabrón.

The night you got to town,

the boy you saw,
this is his brother.

Blanco!

This a-hole uses
a pre-teen to push his dope.

Can you believe that?

Anyhow, just thought
you'd want to see.

Well, theft is
one thing, Valentin.

Destroying evidence
is another.

Of course, if I were you,
I would've started with this.

Whose blood is that?

Tell me it's yours.

Please don't say it belongs

to some pothead
that pissed you off.

It's his.

Who?

- No shit?
- It's true.

Yeah, we found these clothes
in your trailer, dickhead,

and not in his boxes.

Now, here's how I see it.

I think somebody stepped to you
when you were robbing that van

and shit got out of hand.

That tells me we got
a victim somewhere.

Either dead
or extremely fucking injured.

Am I right?

Hmm.

That's what I thought.

Come on.

A lot of purple flowers.

Why were you at the quarry?

Sorry, there ain't more.

They burned the rest
before we found them.

You just sign this here
and you can take what's left.

No luck on the tires,
sorry.

But there's an auto store
out on the highway.

I can't afford new tires.

Not getting rich off
of the collection plate, huh?

Maybe you should watch some
TV preachers, get some tips.

You're not a big smiler,
are you?

That's cool.

What happens now?
Him?

He'll stay here
until the next circuit court.

We do one of those in the church
every couple of months.

We'll find his brother
in the meantime.

It's just some clothes to me.
Just stuff.

It's no big deal, really.

Breaking the law
ain't a big deal?

I just don't think it's worth
the trouble, that's all.

Look, I know what you're doing.

Turn the other cheek,
second chances, forgiveness.

I get it.

But here's the problem,
Reverend.

Forgiveness only works in a world
where people learn their lessons.

But they don't,
not here anyway.

Thank you for finding my stuff.

Blanco.

"But now a
righteousness from God,

which is apart from law,
has been made known."

"This righteousness from God comes
through faith in Jesus Christ

to all who believe."

"There is no difference."

"So we are made right with God

through faith in Jesus."

"Not by obeying the law."

We have not been spoken to

the way that you speak to us,
without judgement.

I just say the words.

It's not me
that you are here for.

It's the words.
It's the book.

I...

I don't know what I say.

I give myself to you, Lord.

Because I am hopeless.

And because I have failed.

I am the dirt.

I am lower than low.

I am beyond hope
in the eyes of man.

Rosario has something she would
like to ask you, Reverend.

She wants to be baptized.

It's funny in this room.

The world don't look
the same from in here.

Now, you don't
wanna be here, do you?

Sleeping on the floor
wearing dirty clothes,

eating shit
I wouldn't feed the dog.

Three days now.

Don't you wanna be
somewhere comfortable?

I want to be home.

Well, then, help me out.

Speak a little truth.

You got a hideout in the woods
somewhere or a tent,

something like that?

He's a little kid, man.

He's out there by himself right
now probably scared to death.

He'd be safer here with us.

And then, Valentin,

my boys went back out
at your place yesterday,

found quite a stash.

Breaking into cars,
growing weed.

You got yourself quite a little
criminal enterprise, don't' you?

Where do you grow it?

Hey, where does this come from?

Why don't you ask the Reverend?

You write your name
on the wall yet?

Where is he going?

Don't worry about him.

Come on now.
It's a tradition.

Don't want me
to forget you, do you?

- Where you going?
- Not far.

You remember where your crop is,
I'll come right on back.

You see Poco around?

My family of criminals?

Hey.

All right, I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said that.

I mean, the little one,
he's got no choice.

But I got some
questions for him.

Nope.
I haven't seen them.

Yeah.

I see how
you watch out for him.

Even from a distance
more than his mom had ever did.

Now, did he say anything to you?
Where he was going?

John, I don't know.
I told you.

All right.

Sorry.

He's with Valentin.
He always is.

Not today,
unless he's hiding in that cell.

What do you mean?

Chief.

Valentin... he remembered.

Valentin...

Dummy...
Always in trouble.

I have to fix your mess.

Reverend.

"When we were baptized
into union with Christ Jesus."

"We were baptized
into union with his death."

"We were buried with him
and shared his death."

"So that we might also
be raised, to live a new life."

A new life.

Poco!

Hallelujah!

Jesus.

- Get off of me!
- Hush up.

- Get off!
- I said hush up!

Same lies, all the same lies.

- He was there!
- Purple flowers.

Fuck you!

I didn't mean to do that.

Asshole!

Calm down!

Get something
to bandage the boy.

Look at this!

You do this to a boy
for some fucking pot?

Oh, no. No, no.

Pot's the least
of your worries now.

We found a body, a dead body.

In the quarry?

That's right.

With purple flowers
all around.

Yeah?

I know this because we stole
his boxes, his clothes.

The flowers were inside.
Yeah.

That's what Poco told you.

Yeah.
Our stories match.

Matching stories
ain't hard to do.

I killed no man.

Look into the new man's eyes

and ask him about the quarry.

They will not look like mine.

Truth, Chief.

"And I heard a voice
from heaven saying,

'Write these words.'"

"'Blessed are the dead,

who will from now on die
in the Lord.'"

"'Yes, ' says the spirit.

'They will rest
from their labors

for their deeds follow them
wherever they go.'"

Celia?

I know you are here today
because of a man.

Did anyone know him?

If anyone would
like to say anything?

He wants you to pray.

Pray?

Yes.

Our Father...

Amen.

That's the most folks I've
seen in this building in a long time.

You must be the real deal.

I guess you heard
what we found out at the quarry.

Everybody heard.

Hmm. But I got him.

I heard that, too.

The wolves beat us
to him though, or dogs,

some kind of animal.

Gnawed the flesh off his body.

Plucked out his eyes.
Ate his tongue.

But, it all adds up:

the evidence, bloody clothes,
and all that.

Guy must've snuck up on him
after their stash.

He surprised them.
They panicked.

And then instinct,
the lizard brain.

Who was he?

Yeah. We didn't find an ID.

Probably just another illegal.

More of them around here
than you can imagine,

more coming every day.

Kind of what I was expecting
with you, to be honest.

You thought I'd be an illegal?

A minority.

We're all minorities now, right?

This part of the country?

Last I checked, I was white.

Jesus made things too easy.

Forgiveness,
all you got to do is ask.

Nobody's got to be responsible
for what they've done.

My daddy wore
this badge 33 years.

It was a good job back then.

You get to help people,
you know.

He was like the mayor.

People waved to him

when he walked into town
on Sunday afternoon.

They were glad to see him.

I always thought that was cool.

Wanted that for myself
when I grew up.

But it ain't cool.

And nobody's ever
glad to see me.

All I do is run around
sweeping mud off the streets.

What's that got to do
with forgiveness?

Well, it's hard
to stay clean

when everything you
touch is dirty.

They're saying things
about you, Reverend.

The boys in that cell.

Well, people will say anything
to save themselves.

The body,
it needs to be buried.

So soon?

Yeah, we got the fingerprints
and all that,

the official stuff.

Nothing's gonna come of it.

That's the risk you take
crossing over.

But the poor bastard
took blunt trauma to the skull.

The least we can do is give him
some restful peace.

Will you do it?

It's my job.

Hey, your wife.

Is that how she died?

Was it a Mexican?

No.

She lost control of her car
out on Highway 2.

It was raining.

She got T-boned by a semi.

Never knew what hit her.

I brought you this.

Your brother needs it.

Valentin, don't be a fool.

I can take care of him.

No.

Not in here you can't.

Suddenly we matter to you?

You call me a fool

but you live in a house of lies.

You deserve each other.

A liar in bed with a liar.

Shut up!

John is a good man.

He has a good heart.

He will find the truth.

He will be just. You'll see.

I'm not talking about the Chief.

My daddy used to say,

"You wanna catch a killer,
you go to the funeral.

Look for anyone there
who shouldn't be.

That's your man."

Nobody here today though,
except Jonas.

Hey, Jonas.
You kill this guy?

That's what I thought.

Go ahead.

I'll, uh,
I'll just read a verse.

"In the place of the dead,

there's excitement
over your arrival.

The spirits of world leaders
and mighty kings long dead,

stand up to see you.

Everyone there
will stare at you and ask,

'Can this be the one
who shook the earth

and made the kingdoms
of the world tremble?

Is this the one
who destroyed the world

and made it into
a waste land?

Is this the king who demolished
the world's greatest cities

and had no mercy
on his prisoners?'

And with one voice
they will all cry out,

'Rejoice.'

For now,
you are as weak as we are."

That's a weird fucking verse.

Amen.

Can't help you,
unless you talk.

I've been here days. Days.

Listen, I'm the only public
defender in a three-county area.

That's a lot of people, okay?

Now, I'm sorry you've been waiting
here longer than you cared to,

but that's just the way it is.
Things take time.

Would not take time,
if we were white.

Takes time if you're
white or black,

or pink and purple polka dots.

The policeman hates us.

Hates our skin.

Policeman hates criminals.

Are you a criminal?

I'll never get a fair trial.

Not with a white lawyer.

You watch too much damn TV.

I had a cousin
married to a Latina.

- What?
- Leave.

Okay.

These are some
serious charges, son.

It's drugs today,
but they tell me

it's soon to be murder.

You'd be wise
to swallow some of that pride

and accept
the help of the state.

You're a young man.
You got some life yet to live.

And your little brother
back there,

he ain't hardly
lived his life yet at all.

Do yourself a favor
and think about that, all right?

Adios.

I'm sorry.

For what?

Plenty of things, I'm sure.

These are real.

Come in.

This is kind of
a weird question,

but do you remember
what his bandage looked like?

The night he came to town, he had a...
a bandage on his hand,

you remember
what it looked like?

Yeah.
It was bloody.

But was it like a...
a bandana or a piece of cloth

or maybe a sleeve?

A sleeve?

I just wondered if you remember.

That's a weird detail
to worry about.

Well, no detail is too small.

I have to study the clues
with great care and attention.

Using a delicate touch...

with force when necessary.

Yo, Chief, come quick!

What is it?

You wouldn't believe
if I told you.

Come on.

Pardon my Español, Reverend,
but you look like shit.

Well, this ought to
cheer you up.

He confessed, Valentin,

to the van, the dope,
the dead man, all of it.

Why would he confess?

Because he did it,
and he's in a cage.

And his brother?

Valentin swears he acted alone.

Probably not true, of course,

but at this point,
it's a deal I can take.

I'm gonna need a statement
from you, in court,

testimony about the van and all,
it won't be much.

Mm-hmm.

Guilt's a heavy burden,
ain't it, Reverend?

Most men can't carry it alone.

Feel better.

It's over now.

How does that feel?

You can just sail away.

- You have five minutes.
- Thank you.

They will hang you.

Better only me
than my brother, too.

Let me pray with you.

What do you wanna pray for?

For this?

For Poco?

Listen to me,

whatever you've done,
whatever put you in here...

You put me in here!

Tell me your name.

Please just...
just pray with me.

Tell me your name.

Our father...

Liar!

You are no preacher, cabrón!

- Oh, Father, we pray to you...
- No!

God does not hear your words!

We ask for your forgiveness,
Father.

- Shut up! It is a lie!
- Have mercy.

It's a lie! Fucking asshole!

Shut up! Liar!

Listen to me.
Just listen to me!

Get back!

Liar! Liar!

You are no man of God.

You will burn in Hell, asshole!

There is nothing you can do
to make this right.

You will burn!

Settle down!

I will see you there!

Right here, right now.

There is power in confession.

Call the first witness.

Put right hand on the Bible
and your left hand in the air.

Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth,
so help you God?

I do.

Hm. State your name
for the record.

State your name
for the record, please.

Are you David Martin?

Are you the Reverend
David Martin?

I'm sorry...
sorry, Your Honor.

I'm sorry.

Your Honor, um, I haven't been
feeling, um, well lately.

Are you able to continue?

Mm-hm.

All right.

One last time...

state your name for the record.

My name is David Martin,
reverend of the Town Church.

Thank you, Reverend.

Go with her.

Now please tell the court

what happened the night
you arrived in town.

Well, uh, I parked
my van in front of the church

and, um, and I met the...

Hey, hey, stop!

Poco!

Get back! Stop!

Get out of the way!

- Poco!
- Stop! Stop!

Hey, stop!

I said stop!

Chief, where'd he go?

I don't know, in here somewhere.

He might be heading
to the river.

But he ain't leaving
without his brother.

We must be sure
we find him first.

You hear me?

I'mma find your brother.

I'll find him!

Oh, shit.

Oh, God.

Celia, you in here?

What?

Tell me. What?

What is your name?

It doesn't matter.

My name is Sinner.

I murdered my wife...
and her lover.

I caught them.

I murdered David Martin...

the body at the quarry,
you were right.

I took everything from you.

Please forgive me.

Please forgive me.

Please... Please forgive me,
forgive me.

Forgive me, forgive me.

Forgive me.

Would you forgive me?

Forgive me.

I am not
the one who can forgive.

You ever think of leaving?

What do you mean,
like running away?

Like making a new start,
leaving the past behind?

Sure.

Just catch a dream
bound for paradise.

Why not?

The past is always with you.

What's that mean?