Original subtitles

Shall hear in heaven,

The place of your dwelling, your plea and you shall

Vindicate them.

(grunts).

Mari: Previously on barkskins...

(grunting).

Melissande: We will have a proper wedding ceremony.

Mari: You brought your child bride to our doma.

I'm leaving this place.

Mathilde: There is a surplus of stray men in wobik.

I'm sure there will soon be a long line of suitors at the inn.

It will be good for business.

Hamish: Look upon alice.

The kind and beautiful face.

Cross: Her eyes. Cold black stones.

Duquet: I would like to know why you neglected to tell the

Hudson's bay men about the pistols.

Yvon: Captain wale said you were to deliver something.

Cross: Pistols. A barrelful.

Duquet: They were to arm the iroquois so that they could

Use them against the french.

Where are they?

(bell tolling).

(quiet chatter).

Priest: Yes, thank you, mother.

(indistinct chatter).

(door shuts).

Cooke: I apologize.

It was not my intention to scare you.

It's a beautiful night.

Delphine: Yes, it is.

Though it is cold...

Cooke: Yes, well, autumn has, uh,

Passed its icy hand over the landscape,

Leaving golden leaves at its touch.

Did you know that, uh, just the other day I purchased

Six albino beaver pelts?

Would you like to see them?

Delphine: Yes, I would.

Cooke: Good. Good.

Then I will show them to you.

I also purchased some, uh, spice by the name of nutmeg.

It came to me in a barrel from the island of rùm.

I can still smell it in my beard.

Well, I... Bid you good evening.

(laughs softly).

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter).

(inhales, chuckles softly).

Mathilde: I have some eggs if you would like.

Bouchard: No. No...

This stew is all I require.

Out there among the savages.

It's this stew I thought about...

The jesuits have their bibles, but I have this.

Blasphemous.

Mathilde: No.

It is not blasphemous.

It is the simple things that bind us to this world, captain.

Bouchard: No. Sit.

I would like to take a moment before it is time

To face my vicious tasks today.

Mathilde: I suppose.

Bouchard: Mmm...

That is the right medicine.

I am whole again.

Mm. Mm.

(chuckles).

Mathilde: No, no.

I am fine. I am fine.

Go back to your chores.

Bouchard: Has she found her tongue yet?

Mathilde: Not as of yet.

Simple words.

Bouchard: Hmm.

She saw the horrors of the iroquois no doubt.

Mathilde: Did you see the rest of the iroquois?

Bouchard: No. Only trepagny's man did.

But I don't need to see them to know they're out there stalking about,

Hatching plans with an englishman at the helm.

Ah. Hm.

I was wondering...

(clears throat).

When I have settled this iroquois matter,

(clears throat).

Would you and I, we might go for a stroll.

Mathilde: A stroll?

Bouchard: Mm.

There is a hill just beyond the walls with a view.

We could take in the fall colors.

Pardon me if I am being too forward.

Mathilde: No, captain.

I would like that very much.

Bouchard: One only has to say the word english and they come

Running like sick black dogs at low tide.

Cooke: Oh, captain...

I heard about your selfless heroics with the iroquois and

The tragedy with the priests...

Well, I suppose there's nothing more that needs be

Said on the subject.

Bouchard: Silence will suffice, then.

Good day.

Cooke: Might I have a word, mathilde?

Mathilde: Perhaps the kitchen is best.

Cooke: Of course.

I wish to make you a proposition.

Mathilde: Go on...

Cooke: I should like to make use of your stables.

I have an excess of barrels.

Trade having slowed due to the recent unrest.

I'm prepared to pay you handsomely.

Mathilde: You can store them free of charge.

Cooke: No, I insist.

I will pay...

Mathilde: Oh, yes, a few coins.

But that is not the only reason you are here.

(scoffs).

Cooke: It is...

Mathilde: Well, then it is a shame,

Because there is a greater deal to be made besides

Storing a few barrels in my stables for some coins.

Cooke: Well, only a fool would refuse to entertain a greater deal.

Go on...

Mathilde: Go on, renardette.

I'm fine.

You wish to restore your standing in this town.

Am I right?

Cooke: I shall recover my good name.

Mathilde: Barrels and trade do not remove the stain

Of your english name.

Cooke: They have before.

Mathilde: Those times are gone.

You overstepped, mister cooke.

Only a, a stubborn man would walk upon a frozen lake

When the sun is shining.

We can help each other.

Cooke: How is that?

Mathilde: I believe, uh, delphine has caught your eye.

(exhales).

Cooke: I don't know what you're talking about.

Mathilde: Come now, mister cooke.

I've seen it with my own eyes.

There is no shame in looking upon her beauty.

It is there for all to see.

Now, then.

It would be prudent for you to make a match with her.

And in return, you will help me expand the inn.

Cooke: Mathilde, I came here merely to store excess barrels.

Mathilde: And if you agree to my terms,

You will leave with a french wife.

Cooke: All right, then we shall agree to the storage

Of the barrels.

Mathilde: Think on it if you must,

But you will come to the same place.

Cross: My orders were to deliver the pistols to bill selby.

And then selby would arm the iroquois.

Step back and take the trade as it comes.

But the result is the same.

Then I saw what they did at the settlement...

What I did...

Hamish: We've heard your account.

Cross: I haven't told you everything.

The girl.

The one at the inn.

Hamish: Yes, she smiled.

An odd detail.

Cross: No.

I saw her slit a man's throat.

We saw each other, carried up in the madness.

The same will happen to you.

Yvon: If it's another body...

Cross: No, it's the pistols.

I put them in the river.

A barrelful.

Hamish: The ones cooke gave you?

Cross: Yes.

And now my business with the company is concluded.

I have been found.

You have my account.

Yvon: This is a waste of our time.

Bouchard: No.

No, no, no, no...

Monsieur sel was the lucky one.

Sulze: Hm?

Bouchard: Though the savages left their mark.

Show them...

(grunting, wincing).

De fer: That's enough...

Trepagny: It is the englishman bill selby we should be

Worried about.

Bouchard: Yes.

And he is tied to the hudson bay company.

Trepagny: He will stir the whole region with his wand of violence.

De fer: That is why you will help us deal with him.

Trepagny: Oh.

Well, you asked us to entreat the iroquois and now there are

Three dead priests.

De fer: We all serve the king, monsieur trepagny.

Even you.

Trepagny: We are far from the king.

Sulze: It is war we are looking to avoid.

Bouchard: That is why we should send for soldiers

From québec city.

Run straight at the iroquois.

Put them in the dirt.

And the wendat too.

Trepagny: Bouchard.

The wendat are no part of this.

Bouchard: If wobik falls, your precious doma will be next.

Trepagny: My doma will be fine.

I will leave you to chart your own course for wobik.

Sulze: Captain, you will lead a recovery party in the morning.

Two soldiers will accompany you.

You will bring back the bodies of father jerome,

Father gabriel and father clape.

René: If I may speak...

The englishman wants us to come for them.

It's a trap.

Bouchard: All right.

They want french, but we send an englishman.

Send mister cooke. Huh?

Let him prove his loyalty to wobik.

Sulze: It is a very bright idea.

De fer: Bring elisha cooke to us...

Bouchard: That is the clever play, your eminence.

Mother sabrine: We will accompany mister cooke.

The light of the lord shall shield us.

Trepagny: Those savages will slaughter nuns the same as priests...

Mother sabrine: We have been among the iroquois.

Healed their wounded even.

We will bring the dead back.

Bouchard: I will return with mister cooke.

Trepagny: I'm anxious to return to the doma.

If the iroquois climb these walls and a few men with

Muskets will not stop them, I have seen entire towns

Put to the torch.

Melissande: Even so, I will stay another night in the inn.

Trepagny: We will make haste.

We have a wedding celebration to plan.

Melissande: We could get married in the inn.

I can be measured for my wedding dress.

Mathilde can prepare the feast.

Trepagny: The celebration will be at the doma.

And mathilde can prepare a feast there,

If she agrees.

Melissande: The doma will be fine.

Mari is gone.

Your son, too.

She told me of the dead ram.

She said it spoke of your end.

One more night in wobik

And we will know more of the iroquois.

We don't wish to make mari's silly words come true.

Trepagny: One more night.

Yes. Come.

(dog barking).

Mari: Clan mother...

Teyaronhïio': There is no place for you here.

You chose trepagny.

You lived in his house.

Bore him a son.

Mari: Please. Would you have us go into the woods?

Teyaronhïio': Let me show you what trepagny has done.

He died defending trepagny against the iroquois...

Häa'tatoyenhk: There was an englishman with the iroquois.

They have allied again.

Either the english are using the iroquois,

Or the iroquois are using the english.

It is bad for us all.

Gay bill: It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die,

Than those who are willing to endure pain with patience...

(indistinct).

Gay bill: Julius caesar.

But then, you don't even know what a roman is or a general,

So I guess these words mean shit-all to you, chief.

There's only one word that matters here. French.

Chief tehonikinhrakha: When will they come?

Gay bill: Soon.

Chief tehonikonhraken: And the pistols you promised?

Gay bill: They're coming.

But as a matter of goodwill, take mine.

In the meantime, let's keep the mutilating of the

Jesuit sorcerers to a minimum.

Dogs too.

We want the french to feel they've at least got something

To put in the ground.

Cooke: Stop.

Man: In the back?

Cooke: Yes, in the back.

Bring it here, charles.

Secure that one over there.

Duquet: Is there something of value in it?

Cooke: You don't need to know what's in them.

Just put it there.

Through here.

To the back.

Bouchard: Cooke!

De fer: You will be the one to go there.

Cooke: Intendant, you must see the unfairness...

René: Charles?

Duquet: You look well.

René: I looked for you.

After you ran off.

I vouched for you with trepagny.

Duquet: And now I owe you a debt?

René: No.

Duquet: Then why recount what has already passed.

I am no longer pledged to trepagny.

That is your fate.

You seem born to it.

May you get land and then grow old keeping it.

René: And you?

Duquet: I have been taken on by a successful merchant,

Mister cooke.

I've already begun to prosper.

René: Yes. Of course.

I see now who you are.

Duquet: I'm who I have always been.

As are you, I suppose.

Good luck, rené.

(indistinct chatter).

Cooke: I must, uh, have a word with my man.

Bouchard: Be quick about it.

Cooke: You will come with me. I need your assistance.

Duquet: What for?

Cooke: I have been tasked with retrieving the bodies of the

Priests and deputy guy.

If I do not, I am afraid that the people will hang me

From the palisades.

Duquet: With respect, sir, this has nothing to do with me.

Cooke: You will have nothing if I'm killed.

You will have nothing.

Do you understand that?

You will come with me, or you will be back outside

The walls, fending for yourself.

Bouchard: What's this?

Cooke: Uh, nothing.

My, uh, my man will accompany me,

And, uh, he will, will be of much assistance.

Bouchard: This better not be some sort of trick, cooke.

Cooke: No trick. Another set of hands.

His addition will, uh, speed our return.

Bouchard: All right, but if he's killed by the iroquois,

His body will be for the ravens.

Cooke: Very well, very well.

We must gather our supplies.

Bouchard: Uh-huh.

Gather all the lucky trinkets you have, cooke.

I'll be waiting at the gate.

Delphine: Provisions for your journey.

Cooke: Thank you.

Lavender.

It's very kind of you, delphine.

Bouchard: Prove your worth, english.

(chuckles).

Or die trying.

Cooke: Follow smartly.

Teyaronhïio': This new one in your house, she's french?

Mari: Yes.

Teyaronhïio': You are still wendat.

She should be no match for you.

Go. Leave theo with us.

Fight for your place with trepagny.

Mother sabrine: There is food, if you like.

Cooke: Thank you, mother, but I've lost even the thought of food.

(indistinct whispers).

Mother sabrine: You are afraid?

Duquet: Any right-minded man would be.

Mother sabrine: I am not a man, but if it is any solace,

I have prayed and reflected on your position.

And I do not believe god intends to punish you,

Mister cooke.

Cooke: Well, that's a relief.

Do you have any other messages from above?

Mother sabrine: No.

But I have spoken with the soldiers,

And I would like your assurance that we approach the

Retrieval of the bodies peacefully.

Cooke: And how would you suggest we do that if there

Are iroquois about, as there most assuredly will be?

Mother sabrine: I will reason with them.

If we are to avoid an all-out war, it must start here.

Cooke: And I shall follow your lead, mother.

(grunts).

(sneezes).

(sniffles).

Hamish: My sister will expect a full account.

I have laid down the events for you.

They put your absence in a favorable light.

Cross: I'd like some air.

Yvon: Beans will be ready soon.

Cross: I will be back for the beans.

I, uh... Want some time to reflect.

Hamish: He killed those people for the company.

Yvon: They'll ask us to do the same.

Arming the iroquois.

He will not be the same man your sister knew.

Not after what he's done.

Hamish: Every man faces his sins in the end.

Yvon: I don't believe that.

Cross: You'd shoot me in the back?

(scoffs).

That is the company way.

Hamish: No, it is not.

You left this.

Cross: Let me go.

I'll walk into the woods and begone.

Hamish: You will do as a man and face your responsibilities.

Cross: I am no man.

Or I'd kill you and stop what you're about to do.

Hamish: You've lost your mind, randall.

(laughs).

Cross: No, it's the opposite.

You should get out now.

Leave your posting in the company.

Hamish: Why would I do that?

Cross: Because you'll end up like me.

Hamish: Come back to the fire.

We will eat beans.

Cross: The woods are full of men like you.

(grunts).

(panting).

(blowing).

(panting).

René: I will start back to work on the sky table.

Trepagny: You see?

Everything is fine, just as we left it.

No iroquois.

Melissande: I am a lady.

Not some indian who will cook and clean for you.

Trepagny: We will speak no more of mari.

Melissande: Do you miss her?

Trepagny: No. We will make do.

Melissande: I will not be abandoned again.

Trepagny: Yes, of course.

Melissande: Now, put the fire to blaze and see about some food.

(sighs).

(grunts).

René: Mari.

(grunts, pants).

Trepagny believes you've left.

Mari: I did. And now I'm back.

René: Theo?

Mari: He's with my people.

It is good for him.

Did melissande return with trepagny?

Tell me.

René: Yes.

They are planning a wedding celebration.

Perhaps it's better you stay away.

Mari: I'm going back to my cabin.

I will make an early supper,

And you are welcome to join me if you wish.

René: I won't.

(panting).

Mathilde: Renardette, that man, mister cross...

Did he hurt you?

Renardette: No.

Mathilde: But you saw him?

Renardette: Yes.

Mathilde: He was out there?

When the iroquois killed those families?

Where is your family?

Come, I have a job for you.

I need you to keep a keen eye on mister cooke's barrels.

Can you do that?

Renardette: Yes.

Mathilde: He has entrusted them to me,

And I will have that trust returned.

Renardette: I will watch.

Mathilde: A close watch.

And I will get you a caged rabbit.

You see, that is what we do for each other.

Come.

I have something to discuss with delphine.

Delphine.

Come sit with me.

Mister cooke, what are your impressions of him?

Delphine: You said his stock had lowered in town.

Mathilde: Yes.

And so has yours.

A match could be of value to the both of you.

A french wife could remove the english stain.

Delphine: I've not asked to be matched with mister cooke or any man.

Mathilde: I do believe there is a tenderness inside of him.

And he's a widower, which in my experience,

Mellows a man.

Delphine: I shall think on it.

(panting).

(grunts softly).

(moo).

Mari: Come.

When is the celebration?

René: I don't know.

Mari: You don't know, or you won't tell me?

(sighs).

René: That is the truth, mari.

I don't know.

Mari: You are loyal to him.

I understand.

René: He saved my life.

Trepagny: Mari?

René: I should...

Trepagny: What is this?

Monsieur sel?

René: Um... Supper.

Trepagny: Do not take me for a fool.

I can see it is supper.

I will remind you the greatest betrayal in history

Happened at a supper.

Now, what is this?

Mari: Go.

Trepagny: Go on.

What are you doing here?

Mari: It is my home.

♪ ♪

Please.

Them consent to deprive their nation of their valor,

But they laid it at her feet as the most glorious

Contribution they could offer.

Hamish: Gay bill.

Gay bill: That's mister selby to you, hamish.

Such a grand fire in the woods,

With the iroquois about.

Smoke for miles.

Luckily, it is only me who has followed his snout to your camp.

Beans.

I see the company's provisions are still shit-all.

I was told by mister cooke that you have the elusive

Mister cross, who in turn has my pistols.

Is he off in the woods, vacating the beans?

Hamish: No. He's gone.

Gay bill: How is that?

Hamish: Run off. Deserted.

Gay bill: Kept a loose rein on him.

Yvon: Perhaps.

(sighs).

Gay bill: Bastard had my pistols.

Hamish: He threw them in the river.

(scoffs).

Gay bill: Well, this has turned into a right mound

Of bear shit.

You see, I have iroquois keen to move against the french,

But they want pistols.

And as you said, they're at the bottom of the river.

Hamish: We spoke to captain wale in quebec city.

(laughs).

Gay bill: Oh, right.

Stiff tosser that one.

Always on about the grand agitating plan, how we should

Get the french and the iroquois to go at each other

Like bees in a bottle.

Hamish: We know the plan.

Gay bill: Good, then.

Pointing the iroquois requires a...

A strong belly.

Are you the sort to flinch when the work turns red?

Hamish: All right.

Gay bill: Good, then.

Let's put a skip to it.

(whispering).

Mother sabrine: May the holy spirit fill our steps with

Protection and bind our deeds and thoughts in his

Everlasting wisdom.

Amen.

You may go and hide if you like.

Cooke: No, mother.

We will do no such thing.

Mother sabrine: Then I ask that you stay with the soldiers.

We will go forth and take the bodies.

It is better that the iroquois see only us and not men with

Guns and schemes.

Do you agree?

Cooke: Right. Well, we shall obey your infinite wisdom.

May god guide your steps.

♪ yea though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death ♪

♪ I will fear no evil ♪

♪ for thou art with me ♪♪

Hamish: Why have you brought us here?

Gay bill: I thought it best you see the endgame now.

I misjudged mister cross.

I have no intention of doing the same with you.

Yvon: Where is their chief?

Gay bill: Chief tehonikonhraken.

He's a cautious man, but he's taking his son's advice as to

How the region should be managed.

Hamish: And how is that?

Gay bill: Ratahsénthos.

He'd hop the walls of wobik and tomahawk every french,

If I told him.

Hamish: And you can manage him?

Gay bill: As much as his father can.

Chief tehonikonhraken.

These men are hudson's bay men.

They have many uses.

Gay bill: Let's go.

(shouts in mohawk).

Yvon: We want no part of this.

Hamish: What would you have us do, yvon?

Run? Stop them?

Yvon: No. Hamish: What then?

Wait? Watch?

The result will be the same.

A skin for a skin.

Yvon: I have done my time in hell for the company.

Hamish: Go if you want.

I will not think less of you.

Gay bill: Scout says the french are almost here.

With nuns in front.

Now, that's some crafty thinking.

Yvon: I wish to have the plan.

Gay bill: The plan is, we outflank them,

Pick off the soldiers, one by one.

They are the intendant's men most likely.

The chief thinks they'll pretty up the tree.

I don't disagree.

Yvon: And the nuns?

Gay bill: We'll get to that part later.

Hamish: We'll go with you.

Go if you wish.

Yvon: Ah, hell.

♪ he makes me to lie down in green pastures ♪

♪ he restoreth my soul... ♪♪

Gay bill: Let them pass.

Duquet: We will die here.

Cooke: Yes, we might well...

Soldier: Stay close. Don't go too far.

(gunfire).

(chokes).

(gunfire).

(panting).

(laughs).

Gay bill: You see, now there's some cleverness.

An englishman.

Cooke: I will not draw my pistol.

I am no duelist.

Gay bill: That's a fair assessment.

(grunts).

Cooke: Please.

He is with me.

Gay bill: I found some friends of yours.

I don't suppose you have my pistols.

(exhales).

Cooke: I do not.

I can procure more, if you release my man and let the

Sisters collect the dead.

Gay bill: Your man, yes.

The nuns? That's in god's hands.

Or I should say chief tehonikonhraken's,

Which is, uh, a coin toss.

Cooke: Good.

Good, good.

Uh, then allow us to walk.

We will return the bodies.

My good name will be restored with the heroics,

The eye of scrutiny will be lifted,

Then you will have your guns.

Kirkwall is very lovely in the spring,

When the heather is out, the light on the church stones.

Do you remember it?

It says much about a man to hail from such a place.

Gay bill: What's he on about?

Cooke: We are all of us of the same kingdom.

Pistols for the dead, and a toss of a coin for the nuns.

That's my offer.

♪ the lord is my shepherd, I shall not want ♪

♪ leadeth me beside the still waters ♪

♪ he restoreth my soul ♪

♪ he leadeth me through the path of righteous ♪♪

(panting).

♪ yeah, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death ♪

♪ I will fear no evil ♪

♪ for thou art with me ♪

(whispered prayers).

♪ in the presence of mine enemies ♪

♪ thou anointest my head with oil ♪

♪ my cup runneth over ♪♪

(music plays through credits).

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