All language subtitles for Outsiders.S02E06.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Previously on Outsiders...

-(breathing heavily)
-Now, you run as far as you can.

-And don't you never come back.
-Hey, you want to come see

if you can show me
where your parents' house is?

HOUGHTON:
You can't stay with me, Sam.

I promise you, she's gonna
look after you, okay?

(panting, groaning)

-Goddamn. -I'm pregnant.
-G'WIN: You're man enough

to create a life; you are man
enough to make a decision.

HASIL: That child's half
a Farrell, and he's gonna be

-born half a Farrell.
-SALLY-ANN: We're kind of

stuck without a place to go.
If you just let us stay here

a couple more days
till we figure things out.

BUTCH: Look, man. I'm selling
tonight. I could use someone

to watch my back.
I'll kick you a couple bucks.

Easy money. What do you say?

(crowd clamoring)

-Times are tough.
-Yeah, well, been made tougher

by that sister of yours
and her gang of bitches.

Next time, chain 'em up.

While you're here, I'm gonna
give you basic survival advice.

Keep your head down. And be
very careful who you trust.

Got something for you. A gift.

From the brotherhood.

Smash his skull
like a watermelon.

(metal clatters on floor)

You don't fool me, Farrell.

There's a bloodthirsty
lion in you.

(man screaming)

The fire was by Kinnah hand.

G'WIN:
Moregon killed Hezzy.

-She's up to something.
She's got to go. -(grunts)

-Will you help me?
-Always.

Thou art not our Bren'in,
for we are not Farrell.

(speaking native language)

*

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Foster, we'll get
all the knives,

all the arrows,
hatchets, everything.

You just give us the word,

we'll take them witches out.

Well, you could do that.

But you'd probably die trying.

And you would
do it anyway, I know.

But right now, the Bren'in,
she's got a gun to her head.

So nobody tries nothing.

What do they want
with her, anyways?

You stay here. I mean it.

They killed Hezzy, too.

-Burnt him alive.
-This is a calamity.

Never in our history
has the Bren'in

been held prisoner
by our own clan.

They ain't our clan.

So what are you gonna do?

I don't know.

Yet.

(country blues music)

* The dawn is up,
there's fire on the mountain *

* They'll have to answer
for their crooked claim *

* The hollows
they'll surround them *

* And they'll go running back

* To the wretched realm
they came *

* Nor will the dogs
of hell refrain *

* And the land

* Will suffer those who came.

(indistinct
police radio chatter)

(dogs barking in distance)

(engine starts in distance)

*

(exhales)

(Jager chuckles)

Actions speak louder.

I agree with you, Mr. Farrell.

But the stench of them.

I mean... (coughs): Oh!
Come on.

Can't you smell it? Really?

You know, I got a pretty good
sense of smell,

and I don't think it was them.

Maybe it's your upper lip?

(laughs)

You, you, my friend,

you're as pure
as the driven snow.

I love that phrase.

Etymology: Shakespeare,
A Winter's Tale.

Snow so white and pure,

it's yet to be poisoned
by this wicked world.

Just like you.

I'm proud to have a pure being
such as yourself among us, sir.

I've chosen you,
and you will join me.

One, because in hell,
you don't have a choice.

Two, because
you're the whitest man

to shit inside these walls since
I walked in here 18 years ago.

We're pure, we're clean.

We share the same heart.

Understand?

*

(door opens, closes)

What do you want?

I have offered you
everything we have.

MOREGON:
And we are grateful.

I commend you for holding fast

to so many
of your generous ways.

And for understanding

that the modern world
has poisoned us all.

We agree on that.

So pardon me for my confusion.

-About?
-You believe it's wrong

to be dependent
on their machines.

-It is.
-And yet,

you've stolen our guns.

Seems you're a bit dependent
on them right now.

Leadership is not easy.

Remaining true
to what we believe,

to this mountain, this talamh,

means that difficult choices
must be made.

Especially when there are those
who refuse to understand.

G'WIN:
Yes.

I refuse to understand
that someone has to die

-so that you can prove to...
-When I told you

we burnt the smokehouse

because the meat was tainted,
what did you do?

You ran straightaway to
a drunken man for help.

Which confirmed
what I wish were not true:

you're weak.

And that we had no choice
but to steal

your own fire to convince you

to let us do
what we came here to do.

Which is what?

Cosain fuil ond fuil.

"Only blood can save blood"?

When our people came
to this continent,

we brought with us
all the ancient rites,

the ones the Christians
tried to kill.

We held fast to them.

And when we settled up here,

safe from the so-called
Americans,

we began to lose hold of them.

That is why the Kinnah left.

Only blood can save blood,

so the strongest of you
must die.

-What are you talking about?
-A purification by blood.

To rid us of all the ills
you brought up

onto this sacred hill.

-A sacrifice.
-Tomorrow eve.

-At the full moon.
-Well, it will never happen.

MOREGON:
I so wanted to teach you.

For you to join me,

for us to save this clan
together.

You're gonna kill a man
for his blood.

Not me.

You.

Moregon, I let you
live among us.

I agreed we needed to change.

I sought your counsel,
but th...

this is madness.

No! It's what we believe!

We are not murderers.

We are a family.

And your beloved husband--
isn't he a killer?

And you? Didn't you try
to murder him?

-You failed, but still.
-I failed

because Farrells
don't kill Farrells.

-I see.
-I won't do it.

MOREGON: No, he is not
the strongest of you.

He is just one of your family.

And every hour, one will die...

until you agree.

So go on, tell this boy
that you're too weak

to do your duty

and purify this mountain
as the Bren'in must.

No.

-(gunshot)
-SHURN: They shot her!

-They shot the Bren'in!
-(clamoring)

Foster, no!

You want to shoot?
Go ahead and shoot me!

(gasping)

(crying)

(whispers):
G'Winveer.

A man who is willing to die
for someone he loves.

He is the strongest.

(G'Win continues crying)

Take him away.

-Why? What number's that?
-SALLY-ANN: 600.

Dollars?

-For rent.
-For rent.

Which is...?

Are you kidding me?

-No.
-You're not.

Okay. So rent is money that
you pay for a place to live.

Well, it just seems like
an odd notion to me, but go on.

And I-- we can't
stay here anymore.

Babies and bongs
don't really go together.

My brother is crazy,
and "crazy" is not even the word

I'd begin to use
to describe your family.

We need a place of our own.

-Agreed?
-I agree.

Yeah. Uh, I-I agree,
no questions.

What's that?

That's $200,
for food, furnishings,

like a bed, a table, microwave.

And the rest of this stuff
is basics.

Just dish soap, toilet paper.

Stop.

I know you know
what toilet paper is.

-All right.
-And after that, we have

the weekly fare for the bus,
in case we need to go anywhere,

and then we have utilities.

-Which are what?
-Utilities are electric,

gas, water.

What do you mean, water?
You pay for water?

We pay for water, babe.
You know that.

You got to pay for water?
Wh...

Well, what about air? Hmm?

How much, how much
the air cost down here?

-I'm being serious.
-(scoffs)

And we haven't even
gotten to the biggest one.

-What's that?
-Doctor's bills.

I told you,
the free clinic is closed.

We're gonna have to pay
for everything out of pocket.

Do you understand
what I'm telling you?

-Yeah.
-I'd go get a payday loan,

but I can't get a payday loan
if I don't have a payday.

And I don't have a job.

And, baby, neither do you.

You know what? Just forget it.

I-I don't even know what it is
that I'm trying to do here.

-Wait, wait. Whoa, whoa. -I get
that you don't understand.

-Whoa, whoa, hey, hey, hey.
-And it's just...

-It's too hard for me to...
-Hey. Stop, stop.

Stop.

It's gonna be all right.

Me and Butch,
we're working on something.

I'm gonna get us money.
It's gonna be fine.

You and Butch are gonna get
money together?

Selling drugs?

That's gonna be fine?

-I already told you, I'm
not bringing a baby... -Hey.

-...to come visit you in jail.
-No. It ain't drugs.

It ain't moonshine.
I ain't selling nothing.

What, then?

I just need you to trust me.

-Okay?
-Okay.

Hey, Sam. How are you?

-Okay.
-Mm.

Um, can I sit down?

(sighs)

Hey, um, Sam,
I found your house.

It was right by the bear.

Just like you said.

I found your folks.

Do you know what happened
to them, Sam?

Can I ask you about it?

Anything you saw that you want
to tell me about,

you can tell me about it.

You don't have to be scared.

This is a great place
and you're real safe here.

-He told me not to look.
-Somebody told you not to look?

-The big man.
-A big man?

Was he a friend of your parents?
Did they know him?

-He was a stranger?
-Yeah.

What'd he look like, Sam?

He was big, long hair,
and, um...

-What do you mean, Sam?
You mean like tattoos? -Mm-hmm.

Sam, uh...

I'm gonna...

I'm gonna show you
a photograph, okay?

It's not scary.
I just want you to tell me

if this is the man
that you saw.

Is that him?

More old with long white hair.

He's a big guy?

Older guy? Long white hair?

-Did he tell you his name?
-Mm.

LEDDA: Well, okay. Let's talk
about the Coal Days Festival.

(crowd murmurs)

I think that we need
some new ideas.

I see a lot of new faces
here today, which is great.

-Anybody? -Well, won't we have
a booth set up near the parade?

LEDDA:
We will, but I think

-that we can do better
than that, don't you? -Yes.

You mean you want to do
an action there?

-Yes I do.
-Like what?

-That's what we're here
to sort out. -POLLY: Ledda,

Coal Days is something everybody
in this town loves. Right?

I mean, my kids look forward
to that parade for months.

-I know and so do mine.
-POLLY: We just did an action.

Not the most popular thing
I've ever been involved with.

And now you want to go really
pissing everybody in town off

by ruining their summer fun?

That's not gonna get us
any likes.

Pardon me, but, uh...

it's not about the likes.

-Hi, everybody.
-Hi.

My name is Gordon.

I'm not from here,
but I heard about you guys

from all the way
across the country.

You guys are amazing,
just amazing.

Well, thank you.

When I saw that video,

and your courage
and your passion--

you're my hero.

Seriously.

So, look, I'm just here to help,
if you need me.

I've worked on
a lot of campaigns:

fracking in Pennsylvania,
tar sands pipeline,

deforestation.

And if you don't mind me saying,

an action at the Coal Days
Festival, a real action,

Ledda here is 100% right.

Now is not the time to back off.

Now is the time to show people
how strong we really are.

(crowd murmuring)

(security alarm blaring)

GUARD: Everybody on
the ground! Now! Now!

Get him off.

(handcuffs click)

A real man fights
his own battles.

BIG FOSTER:
So you're asking me to believe

that this utter damnable madness
will save us?

How do you think we thrived

up on this rock
for all these years?

Do you think that coal company
is the first threat we've seen?

There were winters so harsh

the trees were frozen dead and
cracked apart in the breeze.

There were
infestations, famines.

What you face now,
it's a child's game.

You've forgotten the cyfraiths,

the creideamhs, the old laws.

You Farrells, you're the
Losties, not them below.

I never believed her.

-My mother.
-Why would you?

-She was a woman.
-No, but she was right.

-MOREGON: About?
-About you.

Prophecy of a demon among us.

I'm looking at her right now.

And all she wants is power.

No. Not in the least.

Tomorrow, when all this is done,

and the goodness of the mountain
has been restored,

we Kinnah will be gone.

And your people, truly,
know this, Foster:

they will thank you
for what you've done.

Because in dying,

you'll finally become the man
you've always wanted to be.

G'Winveer,

-she will never do it.
-Because she's your wife.

She poisoned you.

Just like your mother did.

No.

She's one of us now,
a believer.

She just needed
a bit of persuading.

I don't believe it.

She will perform her part
in the rite

because she loves her people.

And also because, in her heart,

she wants to see you dead.

-So you drove from Oregon?
-Santa Cruz.

One shot,
didn't even stop to eat.

(chuckles)
As you can no doubt tell.

(laughs) Not a lot of

-vegan options on the
interstate, I'm guessing. -No.

So thank you very much
for feeding me.

You know, people around here
seem really generous.

-So you were born in Blackburg
you said? -Mm-hmm.

How lucky of you.

You're not serious.

Look, I've lived in a lot
of places in my life,

and this really is...

I was gonna say God's country,

but I'm not really religious.

You okay with that?

Yeah. We're not as narrow-minded
as people might think.

-We crazy Christians.
-Same with us atheists.

Although, I'm not really sure
about that label, you know?

I'm a spiritual guy.

I don't know, maybe I'm just...
God-curious.

-You know what I mean?
-Mm-hmm.

So, how'd you get into
all this, anyway?

Well, I was gonna be
a tech whiz,

startup billionaire, you know.

I went to Stanford
when I was 16,

then straight to Google.

Then one day, I read about
how they were gonna destroy

Creek River in Oregon
to put up a dam.

-Mm-hmm.
-Something about it.

I went up there for a protest
and... never came back.

So I quit my job,
bought the camper,

and now I drive
around the country

-milching food off people
I barely even met. -Have at it.

My girls don't like
raw vegetables, anyway.

-Few sane people do.
-(chuckles)

-So what about you? How'd you
get into this? -You know,

I never really had anything
against coal mining,

'cause those are the only jobs.

But then when they said

they were gonna blow up
Shay Mountain,

I just couldn't watch
that happen.

I mean, this mountain
is a part of me.

I've seen it every day
of my life.

Like, literally, I mean that.

So folks around here are
pro-coal because they need jobs.

-They do, but...
-So everybody must think

-that you're on
the wrong side, huh? -Yes.

You know, where I'm from,
everybody thinks I'm a hero.

But you,

I mean, you're the really
brave one here.

I mean, you're really a hero.

I mean that.

You know, the thing is,
when I was a little girl,

I was taught to be seen
and not heard.

You got to go along to get
along, my mom used to say.

So when I started this thing,
it felt... wrong.

Really wrong.

And then I realized
that I liked feeling wrong.

Like, it felt right to be wrong.

Do you know what I mean?

Can I ask you
a serious question?

Sure.

Do I smell?

(both laughing)

Are you actually asking me?

-Because...
-No, because I know I do.

I mean, my camper's
got a solar bag,

-but that thing's been empty
for a long time. -(laughs)

Uh, there's a shower upstairs if
that's what you're getting at.

Well, I think Mother Earth
will thank you personally.

-Let me get you a towel.
-Thank you.

Oh. Um... Sorry. Hey.

Do you want to join me?

Or would that be wrong?

DR. MEHTA: I was hoping
you took my advice

to keep your head down.

Hmm. Tried to.

But it gave the shorter ones
an easier target.

You have to find a way
to keep them away.

The guards saw them attack you.

That's the only reason
you're not in Ad Seg.

But you should be,
and I can recommend it,

say that you're a danger
to the other inmates.

No. I ain't doing that.

It's the only place we can
guarantee your safety.

You know, if I only know
one thing, Doc,

it's that you got to be
real careful

about what you give away
just to feel safe.

I spent every day of my life
with the sun on my face,

but when I was down there,
I couldn't even see the sky.

I ain't going back there.

I need to see daylight.

DR. MEHTA:
That's beautiful.

-Is that your home?
-No. I don't know where that is.

My home is too beautiful
to put down on paper.

-(chuckles): So is mine.
-Where are you from?

-India.
-Why'd y'all leave?

Oh, they wanted a better life.

They find it?

Where I come from,

they put you in a cage
to help you think about

what it is you did that might
have hurt somebody.

This place... I don't know
what this is.

Hmm.

Oh.

Thank you.

(sighs)

*

*

(Ledda laughing nearby)

-(Ledda and Gordon laughing)
-(water running)

Don't lose your shit.

I ain't gonna lose my shit.

I ain't gonna lose
no fight, either.

You got to.
That's how club fighting works.

You lose the first one, then
we got an in with these guys.

It don't seem right.

Zac said there's a line of guys

who want to kick
some Farrell ass.

And we got to let them
think they can.

Just play-act like the guy's
whupping you, then go down.

You want to make
some money or not?

What do you think?

All right.

(crowd cheering, clamoring)

Oh, no!

-Get up!
-(cheering, clamoring continues)

(crowd cheers)

Come on!

(crowd booing, clamoring)

LADY RAY:
G'Winveer, my girl.

I missed you something awful.

Lady Ray.

I always knew you were the one
to lead this clan, child.

And look at you now.

It's not all I hoped
it would be, ma'am.

Never is.

Sure wasn't for me.

I failed them.

And you.

Nonsense. You just begun.

All this, twill be ending
one day soon.

How?

They've killed
three of us already.

And I cannot let that
keep happening.

One more person dies,
and then it's done with

-and they go.
-But he's your son.

-I know that.
-And he's my husband.

And you wanted him dead.

I did.

And then I didn't. I...

Kill him now.

And then it's over.

So you believe them?

Doing this will save us?

This-this sacrifice, it...
it was once our way?

You severely screwed the pooch
on that one, didn't you?

I don't even know
what that means.

I told you to lose.

Shit. I even bet money
on your ass to lose.

You peckerhead.
You just cost me 200 bucks.

I'm sorry, Butch.
Just-- I don't know.

Something about him,
something bothered me.

MAN:
What up, Butch?

Now...

I heard these Farrells
are pretty damn tough.

You think I'm an idiot.

I see your game here.

He just didn't play along,
did he?

Butch.

I am gonna let this slide
this one time.

-Okay?
-Yeah.

Now, you think your boy's
ready for the real thing?

Yeah. Sure, Zacman.

Well, good.

You see that guy Edgar with
the ponytail down there?

He just paid me three bills
to fight your Farrell.

He says he don't much like
freakazoids.

You game?

-Hmm?
-Yeah, yeah, sure.

Just let me
talk to my boy, okay?

All right.

(sniffs) End of the card, then.

I'll be lining up the bets.

Make it happen, Butch.

'Cause it's gonna be big.

Most def.

Don't you be telling me that
I got to lose this one, too.

There's more money to be made
winning, Butch.

-You ought to know that.
-Duh.

-But he's three times
your size. -Now, come on.

Ain't you ever heard
big men fall hard?

Ain't happening, bro.

Look, we're in this together.

If you go in there
and get your neck broke

by that guy, then my business
model's fracked, all right?

I'll come up around him so fast

he ain't gonna know
which way is up.

-I beat you, didn't I?
-(scoffs) Funny.

All I'm saying is, as your
partner and de facto manager,

I do not recommend this
as your first real fight.

Should you choose to do it,

-I may have to bet against you.
-Let me tell you something,

my first real fight happened
the day I was born.

I'm gonna win this.

(crowd cheering)

(whooping)

Hey. Not bad for a rookie.

Look, I got guys all the way
from Barbourville

that would love a shot
at that kid.

(cheering)

Well, let me check his schedule.

Whatever it takes, man.

I'll make it happen.

-Who owes me?
-Come on!

Sorry again if you bet
on the bigger horse, Butch.

I ain't no fool, Hasil. I was
just trying to motivate you.

-How's that eye?
-You're so full of shit.

You didn't think
I could beat him.

Yeah, whatever, dude.

Hold out your hand.

Come on, now.

Hasil Farrell,
you're a rich man.

(chuckles)

(basketball bouncing)

JAGER:
Mr. Farrell.

You said you respect a man
who fights his own fights.

I agree.

Hey, I'm talking to you, animal.

Listen, I ain't afraid of you.

-None of you.
-Never said you were.

You're afraid of yourself.

Afraid of what you really are.

You don't know nothing about me.

(chuckles)
You're right about that.

I thought you were a pure being,

but you're nothing of the kind.

So...

my offer of brotherhood...

is rescinded.

(crowd cheering, clamoring)

(groans loudly)

Yeah! Kill him!

You couldn't do it.

(laughs)

(grunts)

-(security alarm blaring)
-GUARD: On the ground!

-You, don't move!
-Get down! Now!

Faces down!

(handcuffs clicking)

(panting)

-Hey.
-Oh. Hey, Wade.

There's a plate in the fridge
ready to microwave.

Oh. Okay.

(typing)

Girls had dance class,

so I figured I would just
feed them before they went.

And, uh, Caleb's over next door
if you want to call him.

Okay.

Uh... Hey, um...

I come home to have lunch
yesterday.

I think I heard you
in the shower.

Thought I heard someone
in there with you.

What if the girls had
a come home instead of me?

They're at school.

-You know that.
-Is this a joke?

-Who is he?
-It's none of your business.

What's the matter with you?
Your husband just died.

Spare me
your moral outrage, Wade.

-You've got no place to talk.
-I got no place to talk?

I think there's something
the matter with you.

-What? -First this group
of yours, now this.

Really? I'm sick and that's how
you're gonna talk to me?

Yeah. You want to hear talking?

-I ain't even started talking.
-You know what, Wade?

-No. -I think maybe you're
the one with the real...

(window shatters)

-Oh, shit!
-Shit!

(tires screeching)

(panting)

See what you're
bringing down on us?

-This is your fault.
-Why?

-What are you saying, Wade?
-Do me a favor. You want to look

for that cat of yours,
go look in the trash.

-'Cause that's where it is.
-What are you talking about?

I found it dead
in the mailbox yesterday.

Wrapped in one of those flyers
you're so proud of.

-Why didn't you tell me that?
-What's next, Ledda?

What's it gonna be?
Someone shooting up the house?

We got a dead cat;
you want dead girls?

'Cause that's what
it's gonna be.

You need to quit
that group of yours.

Yeah. I'm not gonna
do that, Wade.

That is never
gonna happen, okay?

Well, then I'm gonna take
your girls away from you

-before one of them can get
hurt. -Okay, that is insane.

You think I'm not
being serious?!

-Yeah.
-You're not right!

-You're not right in the head,
Ledda! -I'm not right?

I'm not right in the head?
God, I can't believe you, Wade.

You know what?
I'll be gone soon enough.

And then you can have my girls
for good, how's that?

Finished?

'Cause I'm gonna go in there
and pack a bag

for Caleb and the girls,
'cause we can't stay here.

SALLY-ANN:
Close your eyes.

Come on. Close 'em.

(chuckles) All right.

Okay. Are they closed?

-Yeah.
-(laughs): Okay.

-Okay, open them.
-Yeah.

Open them now.

That's, uh...

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Uh, you have to carry me
over the threshold.

-Huh?
-You have to pick me up

and carry me in.

I know it's stupid,
but I saw it on, like,

-Million Dollar Listing
on TV, so just... -Okay.

-Just do it. -Don't know
what that is, but...

-(both laugh)
-(Hasil grunts)

(both sigh)

-You want to grab that for me?
-I will.

(laughs)

(door closes)

(sighs)

-It's big. It's big.
-Mm-hmm.

It's so...
It's so big I lost you.

-I can't even see you anymore.
-(laughing)

Can't find you.
Where'd you go?

Come on, now.

I'm over here. (laughs)

I know.

So you gonna tell me
how you got this black eye?

Or do I have to guess?

I fight.

I fight people.

Thought so.

You be safe.

You're all I have now, Hasil.

Same here.

This is it.

You and me.

-All right?
-Mm-hmm.

Babe, so, um...

I was thinking table
and, like, three chairs.

A rug to cover up these stains.

A couple of lamps.

Shelves.

-Sure.
-(both laugh)

What, uh, about the bed?

Uh... I was thinking maybe here.

-Right there?
-Yeah.

That is the only other place
for it to go.

(laughs)
Okay. All right, all right.

That's good. Here's good.

-I like here.
-Me, too.

Here it is, then. Come here.

(Sally-Ann laughs,
Hasil growls)

(both chuckle softly)

Sheriff.
Ballistics report came back

on that weapon
from the Chimney Road house.

You were right. That Farrell
didn't kill your brother-in-law.

So I guess we still got
to find the guy now.

Wonder how we're gonna do that.

Hey, come on in, Sheriff.

I want you out
of my station house right now.

-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
-You railroaded that kid

on that murder charge. I told
you he was innocent and he was.

-You can pack up all your stuff
right now. -Hold on, Wade.

-Yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo-yo.
-Hey, don't "yo" me, asshole.

I found a gun out at the site
of that triple homicide

out on Chimney Road.

Ballistics match the gun
that killed Breece Dobbs.

Fingerprints came back,
Foster Farrell's not a match.

I want you to clear
all your stuff.

Get out of here. I'm calling the
state's attorney about you.

And then I'm gonna get a lawyer
to get him out of there.

Wait, wait, wait.
Stop, stop.

You know who I was just
on the phone with?

Marsil.

Foster Farrell killed an inmate.

Broke his neck.

What?

No. I don't believe you.

Why not?

Is it because you had a hunch
that he was a good man?

Well, guess what.
He's not a good man.

Not at all.

Nice police work, though.
Well done.

(TV playing indistinctly)

(coughs)

(sighs)

(sighing)

(sighs)

(sighs)

Hey, Ledda.

Can I talk to you for a moment?

What?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for what
I said before.

I didn't mean it.

Okay.

You know, uh...

Uh, you say, you know,

you say everything happened
for a reason.

Yeah.

I think ev-everything
happened for a reason.

Um, wh-what are you
talking about?

It's not your fault; it's mine.

I don't understand.
What, what is?

All this. I mean...

All of this is my fault.

I didn't do something
when I should have.

Now, I-I know what I have to do,

but it's not necessarily legal.

-Wade...
-It's all right.

I can handle it.

Yeah, I'm gonna take care of it.

I'm gonna go say good night
to the kids.

(grunts)

*

Hasil?

(sighs)

(door opens)

(door closes)

It's time.

Are you ready?

Make it fast.

Bury him before sunup.

His grave's already dug.

Next to his mother's.

(indistinct chatter)

(speaking stops)

*

*

Farrells.

These times are never to be seen
by us again.

Tonight one of us must die

so that all of us may live.

But tomorrow I promise you,
our home will be ours

and ours alone once more.

Cosain fuil ond fuil.

Only blood can save blood.

MOREGON:
What is it?

He is not the strongest of us.

(all gasping and clamoring)

BIG FOSTER:
G'Winveer...

G'Win.

-(G'Win strains)
-Why could you not see

the gift I gave to you?

(grunts softly)

(groans softly)

G'WIN:
Moregon, wait.

Take this.

(Moregon groans, all gasp)

(screams)

BIG FOSTER:
Cut me loose!

Cut me loose!

(grunts, yells)

My queen.

(quietly):
G'Winveer, my queen. My queen.

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