All language subtitles for Big.Sky.S01E07.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Hands!

[ Muffled grunt ]Freeze!

One...
Drop the gun.

...two...
I'm not kidding!

...three...

four...

You're a sexual pervert,
aren't you, Ronald?

Ohh!

You don't learn!

-Watch out! Coming through!
-Rick. Rick!

Easy there, ma'am.
I got to get him through.

I'm his wife.
What happened?

Your husband's been shot.
We're taking him to surgery.

Can you hear me?

Rick, can you hear me?

Blink if you understand.

His eyes are open.

I beg your pardon?

Let me get a doctor.

Are you in there?

Rick?

Who?

What did you say?

Who?

Rick?

Who...shot me?

You don't learn!

Aah!

Hello?

He's awake.

What?

Legarski.

He's awake.

Rick, I'm Dr. Wang.

Can you hear me?

Are you sure?

100% sure.

He looked right at me
and asked me, "Who shot me?"

Rick, we're gonna help you,
but we need you to help you.

Okay?

Try to look at me, Rick.

Okay, I want you
to squeeze my fingers

if you understand me,
Rick.

Wakefulness and awareness
are two different things.

His eyes are open,
but his brain looks to be shut.

He spoke.

We'll order up another EEG to
determine what's going on. Yeah?

He's squeezing.

Oh, my God.
He's squeezing.

Rick, good job.

Okay, not so hard.
Just a little less hard, Rick.

Rick. Rick.

No, not so hard.

[ Grunts ]Rick!

We need a bigger boat.

We're gonna need
a bigger boat.

Looks like the word
got out.

Always does.

Circus time.

This would be you two standing
down, per my direct order.

He's conscious?

Yeah, they're doing some tests.
But supposedly he's talking.

Have you arrested him?

I just got here.

Haven't even
had access yet.

You two aren't
getting access at all,

so you shouldn't even be here.Look, I think we ne--

No, youlook, Jenny.

You two are not cops.

Okay, now,
if you'd like to be cops,

maybe we can have
a conversation.

We're gonna see this case
through, Tubb.

Better you just
accept that fact.

Grace Sullivan
is gonna help us

locate the body
of the fisherman.

She asked
if you could be there.

Appears she bonded
with you some.

And I agreed,
she could use the support.

I'll be there.

As of now, no official
statement from the hospital,

but multiple sources
are confirming

that Trooper Legarski is both
conscious and communicative.

Standing by with us now is
neurologist Roberta Hillridge.

Doctor, is this some kind
of medical miracle?

Without knowing
where the bullet entered

and which part of the brain
was affected,

it's difficult for me to know
the extent of the injury

and the possibility
of recovery.

The plasticity of the brain is
both enormous and mysterious.

So, while doctors are working
around the clock,

it's fair to say Mr. Legarski
isn't out of the woods yet.

Not by a long shot.

Uh, but he's certainly headed
in the right direction.

[ Remote clicks ]Ronald.

What have you done
to yourself?

I needed to change
my appearance.

Well...

mission accomplished
on that.

I'm eating my cereal.
And I don't want judgment.

It's not a good day,
is it?

Ronald. How did we
get to this day?

He valued me, Mom.

He saw me as an asset.

And I fell for it.

Hmm.

After all those years
of being told I was "off"...

...by you.

So now it's my fault?

I'd like to eat my cereal,
please.

His only leverage will be
to give you up.

I need to eat my cereal!

I did what?

You and an accomplice
kidnapped three women -- girls.

And held them underground
in what appears to be...

a torture dungeon

connected to
a sex trafficking ring.

That's not funny.

I am not being funny.

When a man tried to save
one of them, you killed him.

There's a pile of police
out in the corridor

waiting to arrest you
for all of this.

I...

k-kidnapped
a-a young woman?

Three of them.

And there have been others.

I killed a person?

It appears
to be the case.

I'm a Montana State Trooper.

The woman who shot you
was rescuing the girls.

You had them locked
in some underground...

You don't remember
any of this?

It never happened.

It didhappen!

I'm a Montana
State Trooper.

Good morning, everyone.

Uh, regarding patient
Richard Legarski.

An emergency CT scan
revealed bone, soft tissue,

and parenchymal injury

consistent with a gunshot
to the frontal lobes,

including multiple
bullet fragments

from the single bullet.

Intracranial hemorrhages

included an irregularly
shaped hematoma

across both frontal lobes,

marking the bullet's
trajectory,

plus subdural hematoma...What is he blathering on about?

Legarski appears to be
improving.

...into the left
middle cranial fossa...

Okay, we need a list
of local chop shops,

scrap yards,
used truck dealerships.

There's way too much
heat on this

for the trucker
to hold onto his rig.

We find the truck,
maybe we can trace it back.

The patient underwent
a very successful

bifrontal craniectomy.

Active bleeding from the right
distal middle cerebral artery

was identified
and hemostasis achieved.

The hematoma associated
with the bullet's tract

in the right frontal lobe
was drained.

The falx cerebri was crossed,

and the hematoma
from the left frontal lobe...

Um, here's your list

of your used truck dealers
within a 40-mile radius.

...provide updates
as I have them.

Uh, in the meantime,
in an effort

to preserve the privacy
of our other patients,

we ask that the media
refrain from congregating.

Can I talk to you?

And this was left
at your door?

Yeah.

So he clearly knows
where I live.

He figures
you're cooperating

and he's trying
to intimidate you.

It's working.

And I don't want
to go to the police.

I understand,

but they might be able to assign
some protection.

It's good
that you came here.

Is there another place
you could stay?

M-Maybe
my friend Melissa's.

In the meantime,
I'll talk with Tubb.

The other girls didn't
see his truck in the daylight

or get up close
like I did.

Okay,
I'm the bigger problem.

I can send a patrol car by
periodically.

It needs to be more.

Well, the FBI's coming in
on the hunt.

That should free us up some,
but for now, I don't got more.

The FBI?
They're taking over?

I asked them to.
I'm undermanned.

The FBI
hates these cases.

They'd rather be
catching bank robbers.

Look, Jenny, right now I gotta
get back to the hospital,

then coordinate the search.

I'm a bit under the gun.

But I will look into
some protection for Jerrie.

Look.

I was serious,
what I said before.

If you do decide
you want to be a cop again,

I'm happy
to talk about it.

One patrol car
every hour.

We owe her that.

Merrilee Legarski?

Penelope Denesuk.

I'm your husband's lawyer,
provided by the troopers union.

Pleasure to meet you.

Though, of course,
not under these circumstances.

May I?

Seems your husband
is a horrible man.

Now, I don't say that
to offend you,

but I don't mince words.

You'll always
get the truth from me.

And the truth I want you
to cling to right now

is that I will give your husband
best efforts.

I don't care who he killed,
who he kidnapped.

Best efforts.

I'm told he's speaking.
This true?

It is. Seems he qualified
for a miracle.

Mm. There's a gallows
sense of humor remark.

Good for you.
You're gonna need that.

Now, what's important for now
is who he's speaking to.

I hope not the police.

Oh, the doctors haven't
let anybody in yet.

Excuse me.

Walter.

Penelope.

How we doing?

Oh,
I've had better days.

I can imagine.

Trooper Legarski's represented,
so don't even try, okay?

Yeah.

[ Sighs ]Challenging times, I know.

♪ Dead pixel ♪

♪ Addiction ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, ohh ♪

♪ Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

Can I join you
for a minute?

♪ Man on the microphone
told me ♪

♪ We cannot be saved ♪

♪ Who is this "we," babe? ♪

♪ I'm a renegade ♪

♪ Suit on the microphone
told me ♪

♪ We are all the same ♪

♪ Who is this "we," babe? ♪

Wow.
It isimpressive.

You keep
a clean truck.

Whatever our differences,
I'm on your side.

That's all I came
to say.

You have never
been on my side.

We'll find our way
through this.

I'm afraid you're right.

The only way out of this

is to stop
dancing around the mud.

I have to walk
straight through it.

What are you
talking about?

I've hurt people.

But I've never
killed anyone.

That might have
to change.

Ronald.

Um, I think you've taken this
about as far as you can.

You haven't been caught.
Yet.

My advice would be,
let's not push it.

Shut up.

You need
to get out of my truck

so that I can focus!

Okay.

♪ Dead pixel ♪

Can they keep her safe?

They're scheduling
a patrol,

but that only goes
so far.

Well, apparently,
Melissa's got a big dog.

And an even
bigger husband.

Security cameras?

Yeah,
having them installed.

And we're putting a big
American flag in the front yard.

Why?

There's nothing better
than the red, white, and blue

to say,
"We got guns inside."

Thank you so much
for coming.

Of course.

How's your leg?

Already walking on it.

What a surprise.

Okay, all listen up.

We're gonna four-wheel it
as far as we can.

Once we get close, we'll
pile out, go on foot. Okay?

We were able to drive up to it,
wherever it was.

Understood, but since we
don't know exactly where it is,

the dogs will do us more good
on the ground.

Everyone ready?
Let's roll out.

We're here.

Hello?

Don't hang up, please.

I'm not here to judge.

I just want to be
a listening ear.

We all need that.

Especially when the world's
on our shoulders.

I'm at the hospital.

There's a park near your shop --
Sacagawea.

It has wonderful views
of the river.

I can't.

You shouldn't be alone
in this.

Something tells me
you are.

Let me call you back.

Who were you talking to?

A friend,
just checking in.

Everybody's concerned.

We should call my father.
He'll be worried.

Y-Your dad died
three years ago, Rick.

What?

He had a stroke.

What is happening?

I really have nothing
to add beyond my statement.

Yes, can we talk
about your statement?

That was doctor-patient
privilege

which you divulged
to the world.

There was a compelling
public interest.

Really?

And compelling
public interest

supersedes
doctor-patient privilege?

I never knew this.

Here I was thinking

there was nothing left
to be learned in life at my age.

Ms. Denesuk, what exactly
do you want from me?

I want you to be careful,
Doctor.

Very careful.

Your job, Doctor, is not
to cooperate with the police.

Back to me, please.

I realize
people hate lectures,

but they tend to love stories,
so here's one of mine.

When I was 7 years old,
two boys --

older boys --
they came up to me,

they were holding this baby
chick in their hands.

And they said, "Penny,
you got two choices.

You can stick this chick
up your ass,

or we'll do it for you."

And they meant it.

I knew these boys.

I took that chick,
held it in my hand.

Then I bit off its head and
spit it right in their faces.

Didn't work out so good
for the chick.

I, on the other hand,
have never looked back.

You do not want to get
on my bad side, Dr. Wang.

Still getting nightmares?

A few.

How are you doing?

Better.

Barely.

But I'll take barely.

Elena.

Didn't expect
to see you two here.

Spare us the lecture
on standing down.

We've heard that one
on a loop.

Yeah, well,
Tubb leads by the book.

But I think
the book would benefit

from a looser
interpretation.

What does that mean?

Clearly, your involvement
is paramount.

If Tubb thinks differently,
then he's not your only path in.

Any tips
from the state hotline?

Phones are ringing
nonstop.

Two white girls
go missing,

and the entire country
is up in arms.

But now that we have
the attention, we can use it.

Given the statistics,
there's no doubt

that Legarski's operation
included indigenous women.

We know that.
What's your point?

I'll share the sketch
with tribal law enforcement

as soon as we have one
that's viable.

Considering the amount of truck
stops along the reservation,

I'm hopeful
someone will come forward.

Thank you.

You're not my wife.

Nope. I told you,
I'm your attorney.

Where's my wife?

Oh, she just took
a little break.

It's very important
that we talk, you and me.

Are you a wife?

I am, yes.

I have a wonderful husband.That's good.

You're very stout. It's hard for
stout women to find a husband.

Yes.

I was shot.

Yes.

Yes, do you remember
being shot?

No.

Can't imagine
I liked it.

I imagine not.

Now, listen.

Today is
a very big day.

They'll be bringing
one of the victims in here

to make
an identification.

And the police are also gonna
want to get your statement,

which you are not to do.

This is important.

You will only
talk to me about this.

Where's my wife?

Oh, she'll be back.

She just took
a little break.

Mm.

And who are you?

I'm your attorney.

Do you not remember
me telling you this?

You're very stout.

How is that possible?

I guess if you're gonna
get shot in the head,

the frontal lobe
is the place to get hit.

Although you'd think
that wouldn't be the case.

So, he's talking?

Some.

They say he'll have difficulty
with reading, language.

Maybe even personality
changes, which...

And his memory?

Right now, he doesn't
remember anything

from the past few years.

But that could improve?

It could.

Where do you go
from here?

I have no idea.

Honestly, right now, I don't
even know which way is up.

Knowing the right thing to say
has never been one of my gifts.

So, you don't know
what to say

to a woman whose husband
was shot in the head,

only then to realize
he's a murderer, kidnapper,

and maybe
a sex offender?

Sorry. I just found out
I have a gallows sense of humor,

and I'm trying it out.

You must have some serious
questions about me.

What do you mean?

How could a woman
be married to such a monster?

Did she know?

How could she not know?

You haven't asked
any of those questions.

I think it's easier for me
than most

to believe people can
be strangers to each other.

Why is that?

Well...

I don't feel
that I've ever been known.

Mitchell,
what are we doing?

What do you mean?

What do you want
from all this?

From me?

I want to bring
some comfort.

But you can turn me back
into a stranger at any time.

Okay?

Okay.

I like your hair.

Thank you.

I needed a change.

It had to be close to the river.

I could hear the running water
when he dumped the body.

You're sure
it was a sulfur spring?

A strong one, too.

If we don't find him soon,

there won't be much left of him.

Hey! Over here!

♪ You've got to learn
how to walk ♪

♪ Before you can run ♪

♪ And you must know
what to do ♪

♪ Before you can get it done ♪

♪ You've got to
learn the ropes ♪

♪ Before the climb
can be made ♪

♪ Yes, first of all,
you've got to know ♪

♪ The tricks of the trade ♪

They're bringing her
inside the room?

Oh, it's legal.
It's called a "show up."

I'll try my best to be present,
but there's no guarantee.

Honestly,
my biggest fear

is he's gonna blurt out,
"Hey, I know you.

You were with
the fisherman I killed."

What's the point
of all this, really?

What's the point?

He's clearly guilty.

Best efforts, Merrilee.

Best efforts.

You okay?

I should've kept running.

I knew that
they were after me.

And I led that asshole
right to him.

Grace.

You were trying
to escape.

What I've learned --

The muck we step into,

the bad twists of fate...

they don't change you.

They reveal you.

Got something.

Start the winch.

Help!

You don't
have to see this.

Actually, uh, he's still
somewhat recognizable, maybe.

-Oh, come on.
-Are you kidding me?

-Sheriff, come on.
-The thing is,

bodies get dropped in these
springs from time to time.

It's usually meth-heads,
but just want to be sure.

It's what
I came here for.

No, absolutely not.

I will take no for an answer,
and I understand.

This man has a family.

I said I'd do it.

Yeah, it's him.

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

The news said
he's continuing to improve.

Do you ever have
any goodnews?

I don't like your tone.

And I don't care!

That is enough, Ronald.

I have sacrificed
for you.

And this predicament
you got yourself in

with your urges and
your depravity and your filth --

that brings meinto it!

How far am I supposed
to let you slide?

You're thinking
about murder now?

You filth!

I will not sit idly by

and let you deteriorate
into a monster.

I will pray for you,
Ronald.

But you need to pray
for yourself, too.

And just hope
God makes time to listen.

You filth.

I should've
been there with you.

You definitely shouldn't have.
It wasn't pretty.

Are you okay?

Just want this nightmare
to be over.

Here you go.
Anything else I can get you?

Uh, no, that's good.
Thank you.

Okay. Um, are you sure
I can't get you something?

I'm good, thank you.

Okay.

How we all doing?

Is this
really necessary?

It is.

I can do it, Mom.

Stop saying that
all the time.

Nobody can do everything,
not even you.

You caught the guy
at the scene.

The thing is, Legarski
didn't do the actual kidnapping.

He could possibly whittle that
to conspiracy

or aiding and abetting,
though I don't think so.

But killing the fisherman --
only Grace saw that.

Only she can connect him.

Will he be restrained?

I mean, what if he
tries to attack her?

That won't happen.
Police will be in the room.

And we can make sure
he'll be handcuffed.

Sounds like this man has
more rights than our daughter.

For God's sakes, he hasn't even
been arrested yet.

He will be.And this trucker --

he's still out there.

And he's threatening
those who --

Look, all I need to do
is look him in the eye

and say
that it was him, right?

Right.
Yeah.

Then we can
go back to Colorado.

Never step foot
in Montana again.

I can do it, Mom.

Okay.

I --

I-I want to see
my wife.

She can't be let in
right now.

And again,
please don't talk, Rick.

It's important
that you do not talk.

Very important.

Here's to swimming
with bowlegged women.

I beg your pardon?

He quotes lines
from "Jaws."

Doctor, do you have
a bedpan?

I think I had
an oopsy-daisy.

Yep.

Oh, God.

They're just doing a quick
bedding change, and then...

Would it be alright if I went
over and said how sorry I was?

It would not
be a good idea.

I know it might
feel good, but...

This is so perverse.

It just feels inhumane

to make that 16-year-old girl
go in there.

I understand.

You know my mantra --

Best efforts.

Challenging times.

You okay?I am, Mom,

but every time
you ask that...

All set?

I'm ready.

Don't put your hand on me!
Get off of me!

Grace?

That's him.

Are you sure?

Yeah, I'm sure.

That's all we need.
Thank you.

I'm a Montana State Trooper.

I can't talk.

What's wrong?

My husband's
got the IQ of meat,

quoting lines from "Jaws"
when he's not pissing himself.

And that's the good news
of the day.

And what, you called me
to go taxi dancing?

I'm sorry.

You didn't deserve that.

I said I'd go away
if that's what you want.

And I'll honor that.

Is that what you'd like?I don't know.

I don't know anything.

His lawyer --
another freak of nature --

she just told me I maybe
need to get my own lawyer.

Suspicion will fall to me
as to...

Oh, God, I've got neither
the money nor the wits.

You shouldn't be alone.

Where are you?

Please let me
be there for you.

I'll see you soon.

I'm in.

What?

She invited me
to the house.

I need to get into
his safe room.

Wait.

Ronald.

Sit. Please.

Please.

What the...

Listen. Um...

Whatever our differences --Stop saying that!

Stop yelling at me!

I prayed on it.

I'm sure you didn't,
but I did.

And I cannot let you
continue down this path.

My love for you

is as unconditional
as it gets.

So, instead of
protecting you...

...I'm going to save you.

What does that mean?

You're young, Ronald.

You can get help still,
to be made well again.

There are all kinds
of new treatments.

So...

I've...

I've decided...

to report you
to the police.

Excuse me?!

My son cannot be free
to contemplate murder, Ronald.

Isn't that the plan?

Get into the house
and kill the trooper's wife?

I can't allow that.

You will not
call the police, Mom.

God has spoken to me.

Are you serious?

You are my baby.

My child.

Then protect me
like I'm your child.

It's over, Ronald.

Look what you
made me do.

Mom?

Mom?!

Mom!

Mom! Mom, wake up!

Mom.

I'm sorry.

What does this mean?!

It means
that I finally caught up

with that hombre
I told you I was chasing.

But this isn't... Yes, it is.

It's the Cisco Kid.

But there must be
some mistake.

You aren't the Cisco Kid,
señor, are you?

The sketch is printing
right now,

with Jerrie's --
ooh -- input.

Better.

And scarier.

Hmm.

Okay,
let's take it over.

I really can't thank you
enough for letting me stay here.

Ah, we're happy to do it.

I-I just w-worry I might
be putting you guys at risk.

Are you kidding?

I've had like one fantasy
my whole life.

And only one.

That a bad guy would
break into my house at night

and I'd get
to blow his head off.

And for it to be a sex offender?
Oh, my God.

I could die and go to heaven
right then and there.

I would say,
"Thank you, God!"

He actually wanted
to move to Maine

'cause there you don't have
to wait for them to come inside.

I even know
what I'd say first.

I'd say, "Go ahead.
Make my day."

Really original, Ben.

[ Chuckles ]Boom, mother-trucker.

Hi.
Hi.

You should probably come in.
The neighbors will talk.

It's just me taking the gallows
out for another spin.

You have
a beautiful home.

The police
left it a wreck.

I wouldn't have known.

It was really kind of you
to come.

My pleasure.

How are you feeling?

Now the neighbors
will really talk.

Would you like them
to talk?

Uh...

Um, I can't do this.

I can't do any of this.

Would you like tea?

I can do tea.

Tea would be nice.

Okay.

Do you have a restroom
I could use?

It's upstairs.
Second door on the left.

Do you want chamomile
or chai?

Chai sounds wonderful.

Okay.

Mitchell?

Can we talk?It's really not a good time.

It'll only take a minute.I have company.

It's important.
Please.

I -- Look, if you have
any other questions,

you can talk to our lawyer.
Please.

Do you recognize
this man?

Why are you asking?

He's your husband's
accomplice.

The trucker.

You know him?

He's here.

He's what?

He's in the house.

He's upstairs.

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