All language subtitles for In.the.Electric.Mist.2009.DC.720p.BluRay.999MB.HQ.x265.10bit-GalaxyRG

In the past, heavy stones
were placed on graves...

so that the souls could not go astray.

I always thought that was a practice
of superstitious and primitive people.

But the dead can float, as
dense and clear as the mist...

and their claim to the land is as
legitimate and persistent as ours.

Hopefully she was dead
before he mutilated her like that.

She hasn't been very lucky, Dave.

The victim was called Cherry LeBlanc.

Her father had disappeared after
allegedly assaulting a black child.

I went to talk to her grandparents.

I heard little. She was uneducated,
unhappy, and a fatal beauty.

Caught up for prostitution at the age of 15.

Dead at 19.

ls MrTrajan there?

We've already discussed this three times.
Cherry worked here for several weeks.

She was free, but came back
for Hogman Patin. She loved him.

Around 1 o'clock she dropped
her bag here and went for a walk.

She was once arrested for prostitution.
-I did not know that.

Good. Okay. You thought
she graduated with honors.

I don't like the
way you talk to me.

If I notice that you are
withholding information...

I'll be back with an
arrest warrant, Mr. Trajan.

Do you know Cherry LeBlanc? Blank, 19 years old.
- He worked here, right?

Did she have a boyfriend?
-You can call it that. She was in the business.

Was Trajan involved? -Ask him.

I don't think so, or you
wouldn't have brought it up.

A sad girl.

I told her a pretty white
girl like you could have it all

school, car, a man
who worked in oil...

When she dressed up,
she looked like a movie star.

Who was her pimp?
-They picked her up and took her.

What were they called?
-That kind has no name.

They came with their big bins when
she was done with work and she got in.

I don't know any more.

She didn't say the name of a rich
white man to a poor black woman.

Which rich white man?

Maybe a few rich whites who
would get her out of the business.

She said that right before someone
who did terrible things to her.

When I was like that, I
dreamed about a white wolf...

who lived in a black tree in
an endless white landscape.

There was a nest of young at the bottom of the tree.

In my dream, the wolf jumped to the
ground and ate her young one by one.

What Would Cherry's Killer Dream?
Maybe you better not know.

Your driver's license, please?
-What do you want?

Your driver's license. Would you like to get that for me?
-Yes of course.

I was driving carelessly. Sorry.

Are you Elrod T. Sykes?
-That's right.

Do you want to get out?
- Of course, as you wish.

Mr. Sykes, you've been drinking and smoking
and your girlfriend is just eating the sticky.

That's not wise, is it?
-You are driving under the influence.

I'm taking you to the police station.
Miss Drummond is brought home.

Your car will go to the depot.
-That is not so nice.

We are just recording a new movie.
- I love your and Ms Drummonds movies.

Can I have your car key?
-El, do something.

I'm ashamed to die.

Can he donate money to
'Mothers against drunk drivers'?

As a fan, I advise you to
stop talking about donations.

I don't need your ID.
Galaxy9 was great.

Sorry, but are you the
prototype macho jerk?

Especially part 2. Do stay seated.
An agent will take you home.

You're not going to throw up, are you?
-No, it is not.

I know where a body is. -What?

Like a big heap of cartilage with bones.
-Where was that?

In the swamp of Atchafalaya. We wanted
to film in the old Indian reservation.

I took a piss and saw it lying there.

Get in.

It is there full of bones of Indians.

What was your name again?
-Dave Robicheaux.

If that was an Indian, why was
there a chain around his body?

Say that again.
-A rusty chain...

with fist-sized links,
crossed over his rib cage.

Do you remember where it was?
- I think so.

I have to confess something to you.
l hate paperwork.

Do you promise to be at my
desk at 9 o'clock tomorrow?

9 o'clock. Agreed.
I really appreciate this.

Elrod Sykes and Kelly Drummond?

Can I go to the set?
-Sykes is a drunk.

His head glows in the darkness.
-Too.

Ask for a film poster with a signature.
For the victims of the hurricane.

Cool. Dave, please.
-Shut it up.

I can go there with
her if you agree.

When Kelly Drummond signs a poster,
it is another roof over someone's head.

Mr. Sykes is on asthma medications.
Unfortunately, he reacted violently to this.

The studio wants...
- What was your name?

Montrose. -Where's Sykes?

They will now be at Spanish Lake.

An hour should be enough to
find him and take him to my desk.

Not true?

l didn't keep my word.

But an hour costs $ 25,000 if
100 people have to wait for me.

I'm going to explain something to you.

A 19-year-old girl was raped
and murdered south of the city.

Her breasts have been cut
off, her intestines taken out...

and there was a cypress twig in her vagina.

Do you understand that your
production problems do not interest me?

Have you ever heard
of soldiers in the fog?

One man in particular.

A general who stumbles with a crutch.
- Are you making a movie about the Civil War?

You know that is not true.

There it is.

Wait a minute, Mr. Sykes.
Spread this on.

We had a lot of bats here.
They were eaten by the mosquitoes.

He's a long way from Hollywood.

This dork is challenging you because he
hasn't seen much of the world. Ignore him.

How do those bones get between the roots?

Betsy blew them under the earth in
1965 and Katrina exposed them again.

Why 1965?
Hurricanes continuously devastate the land.

Can you see his shin?
-l broke in half.

There he was hit when he fled.
- Are you a fortune teller or something?

I saw it when I was 2 km away.
- Are you saying whites lynching here?

Tell the sheriff later
and send a pathologist.

I don't know about lberia...

but no one here is interested in messing
around with a black man from 40 years ago.

What are you looking for?
-I don't see any traces of a belt...

and no shoelaces either.

Must be his clothes from charity.

Then, without a body and without a
report, the sheriff wouldn't believe me...

and he didn't want
to get off his ass at all.

You are not 17 anymore. I'm
having a hard time getting you off work.

You did your best.
You don't have to blame yourself.

Drink your milk and come to bed.
I'm looking forward to it.

The Sheriff of St Clare thanks
you for those bones you found.

They were happy with the extra work.
-He shouldn't whine. It's his job.

You were welcome on your
days off to conduct the research.

The pathologist will keep the bones for
you. LeBlanc's autopsy report is here.

I think it's a psychopath or
someone high on crack or speed.

Perhaps. She must have known him.
- So not a customer?

No, she had left her bag
of condoms in the bar.

Cherry was an ambitious prostitute.

She may have misjudged the deal.

Who would she do business with?
-Baby Feet.

Maybe Baby Feet.

Hey, Cholo. Weren't you stuck?

Katrina washed my hands.
The forensic lab has been washed away.

They can't prove anything in New Orleans.
Looks good.

There is not even money for a lobotomy.
-What is it?

I'm on a murder case, Julie.
-You are kidding me.

Are you worried about me?
-Of course.

How many guys burn their old
man's nightclub with their dad in it?

Sorry if I get a little pissed off
when people act like that, Dave.

I came back here. I have prestige
in the entertainment industry.

Every day I call people with
whom Entertainment Weekly is full.

They should celebrate my return.
But I'm treated like shit.

Do you understand me?
It's hurtful.

Sit down. I'm going to piss. Cholo,
where are your manners? Pour a soda.

Julie told me a nigger
almost shot you with a .38.

He said he saved your life.

You were baseball buddies, weren't you?
-This man doesn't like to chat, Cholo.

Are you working on that LeBlanc case?
-What do you know about that?

The newspaper is full of it.
I talked about it with you.

There is a fool around here.

l want to talk about that murdered girl

Which girl? -Cherry LeBlanc.

Never heard of it.

Don't you read a newspaper?
-I'm busy.

I see that.

We were friends.
I've even done you a favor.

I'll tell you and
those who will listen.

Louisiana is broke.
New Orleans is a morgue.

A toilet is more beautiful
than this hole in the bayou.

So they should be happy that
we are investing 40 million here.

Don't they like Balboni here?
Then we'll shoot the film in Mississippi.

The Chamber of Commerce likes that.

Are you in the movie now?
I'm producing White Doves with Goldman.

What do you say to that?
Everyone wishes you good luck.

Then I make a baseball movie.
Do you want a roll?

Just keep going.
Do you still recognize me?

Doucet, right?
-Murphy Doucet. You have a good memory.

I worked at Jefferson's desk
and you worked at NOPD.

And now you're in the
movie, like everyone else.

I co-own a security
firm and union executive.

So I have two functions.

ls there a problem?
-Where's Mr. Goldman?

There, by the trees. I'll warn him.
-I'll find him.

So you are investigating a crime?
Do you see crimes here?

The only crime here is my air conditioner.
You can fry an egg on my toilet seat.

My protagonist digs up skeletons.
You are waiting for that when you film.

Is Julius Balboni producing this movie?
-Produce?

I screwed up in my past life.

Maybe I sunk the Titanic or
killed Archduke Ferdinand.

I'm the producer.
- Is Mr. Balboni lying?

He invests money in a movie.
ls that punishable?

Congratulations.

You're in business with the man who hung
Raneri's cousin by the gut on a meat hook.

Do you recognize this girl? Cherry LeBlanc?

Hogman Patin had in broad
daylight with his pocket knife...

Killed a white insurance agent
who was sleeping with his wife.

He had been in prison for 17
years, often had knife fights...

and had been punished.

He had been converted by a Baptist
minister in Baton-Rouge. I liked Hogman.

l don't want anything to do with whites.

But it bothers me
what they did to that girl.

I spoke to her before she left.

She said: Hogman, in the next
life we are going to get married.

I said, Honey, don't
let yourself be abused.

She said she got a house
on Lake Pontchartrain.

Was she in touch with
someone from New Orleans?

Must be a white pimp who told
her she was special and beautiful.

But she was murdered.

Do you know anything about that found skeleton?
-How do you know that?

If someone finds a
dead black, blacks know.

I'm listening.

A dog is not in a cat bed, because
the cat keeps chasing it away.

What do you mean?
-I'm talking about black.

No, that's not right. This is a Negro.

He had a thing for a white
woman, the boss his wife.

It must be his bones.
-What was his name?

What does it matter?
Maybe he asked for it.

What's passed is over. Let it rest.
- Is that a warning?

What was that white woman's name?

l have to put on the beans.

Hogman who was not afraid
of anything seemed scared.

He had warned me about
the find of the lynched man.

Those events were still palpable
with unforgiving collective shame.

Those involved were still
alive and could harm him.

Alafair.
Keep that animal away from my cakes.

Otherwise I'll hit it with my broom.

As long as you leave that.
Tripod did nothing.

And go smoke those stinky
cigars somewhere else.

Alafair, that's not how you talk to Batist.
-He threatened to hurt Tripod.

Tripod is an animal. Apologize.

Sorry, but I'm saying
it because Dave has to.

What a beautiful child.

By the time she's 18,
you'll have white hair...

if you still have hair.

This is amazing.

How are you?
We're not disturbing, are we?

We take you out for dinner.

Thanks, my wife is cooking
and I'm going to take a shower.

Hurry up.
I've made reservations for everyone.

The family already
has plans for tonight.

This is embarrassing.
-I made a reservation.

l don't want any bullshit.
We buy something to drink and go again.

Mr. Sykes...

you drive around drunk and
want to buy a drink from a cop.

Give her those keys before you leave.

Where's the beer?

You're a good guy.
-Be very careful.

Elrod is a sucker,
but I love him.

It's okay.

We'll pay another time.

On the other hand.

Come with me.

He fell into the bayou.

Look.

I made these.

Elrod in Dave's T-shirt. Incredible.

Go do your homework.
Have a drink?

A beer. - They're gone.

There must be one more.

Are you going to feed Alafair's rabbits?
-Yes Nice.

Is Alafair your daughter?
-Alf is from El Salvador.

Dave saved her
life and adopted her.

Do you have children?

Do you sometimes see light among the cypresses?
-That's the swamp gas.

It ignites and flies over the water.
-That is not what I mean.

It's the soldiers at the lake.
Lanterns hung from their infirmary.

Many soldiers have maggot wounds.
That is why they are still alive.

Maggots eat away infections.
-You've been drunk for a long time.

Soon the alligators will talk to you.
I once heard a wild orchid sing.

She had a beautiful voice.
-I wasn't tired.

A general with his crutch,
by the water, said to me:

You and that
lawyer have to resist.

You see ghosts.
Come along to the AA once.

Maybe I was a little drunk.

How did you get his adjutant's weapon?
-What?

The general said, 'Your
friend has my aide's revolver...

Major John Moss. '

What do you have? -Come here.

Look.

It says on 'C.S.A.' -No, there.

J. Moss. It says, 'J. Moss. '

What does that say?

Thanks for your call, Lou.
-When I saw she was taped...

and saw its remnants, I was
reminded of the LeBlanc case.

Where is she?
- Still in that barrel.

There are large blue crabs on her.

If we move her,
she will fall to pieces.

It becomes difficult to identify her.
Maybe with her teeth.

He found her.
-When did you see that barrel?

About four weeks ago.

Have you seen anyone else on the jetty?

Yes, a month ago I saw
a dark car in the evening.

I thought it was a new car...

who drives a new car
on a road full of holes?

What kind of car was it?
-No, I'm sorry.

If only I hadn't found
that poor woman.

Thank you.
An agent will take you home.

My god, Dave.

What you say.

I need a tow truck right away.
For Chez Narcisse. Right now.

One Roman division had killed
the Civil War soldiers in one year.

Then we make a Bible film.
- But what about those sandals?

How did they win a war in sandals?

What is it, Dave?

Had a long night. We found
a girl in a barrel at St Martin.

Covered with blue crabs.
- Take her and we'll make soup.

Are you coming for breakfast?

Sit down.

You're angry, so you're towing my car.
-Do not park in front of fire hydrants.

Is this bullshit because of fire hydrants?

No, I want to know what to do with
a teenage hooker. Cherry LeBlanc.

Who the hell is that?
You know that.

You talked about her with Cholo.
You lied about that.

Are you calling me a liar?
-A liar and an asshole.

You have taken over something from this town.
- Please don't be so rude?

Fuck it, damn it.
-It's okay, Mr. Meaux. I'm leaving in a minute.

What a pity.
- I don't know those girls.

l have nothing to do with your business.

You said bad things about me.
I let it slide off.

I'll call a few taxis, pay
the fine, and buy new tires.

And I forget everything you said.
I have to run a business.

Everyone was polite.
-Keep it simple

Now you have to leave people alone.

Calm down, nobody will get anywhere with this.

You keep going.
Take other tranquilizers.

What did he do?
-He put his hand on my shoulder.

It seemed like delirium.
-They make their movie and then they leave.

They spread across
South Louisiana.

Sister Mariah received $ 100,000
from him for the recovery program.

How do you do that?
-Shame and guilt.

Nuns are good at that.
-Baby Feet is not going to hell.

Capuccino?
Cops like coffee, don't they?

Do you know someone who recruits girls?
-Try it at the bus station.

But who is recruiting now?
Since Katrina, there have been plenty.

Maybe he's no ordinary
pimp and likes to hurt them.

Two have already been killed. Maybe more.

That is someone who operates
at the bottom of the food chain.

Could Balboni be
involved in this?

You are now mentioning a local celebrity.
-It stays among us.

Are you looking for someone to kill whores?

That doesn't sound like Baby Feet.
His crew is looking for girls.

But they don't get you dead.
Try it at the bus station.

Three or four work
at the bus station.

One looks like shit in
an ice cream factory.

I have nothing against colored people.

What is his name? -Brown.

Are you from the north?

I'm from the neighborhood.

The bus station smells of cigar butts and
the exhaust fumes coming from outside.

I felt empty, broken
after a long night...

raised by votes, too many
scammers and people buying others...

or murder.

I want you to make a announcement.

I know what it's like to run away...

Phone for MrAdonis
Brown at the public phones.

Phone for MrAdonis
Brown at the public phones.

With Adonis. What is it?

What do you want?

Stop that. I'm not doing anything, am I?
l don't have a gun.

Tell who you supply those girls to.
This one is taken.

l don't deliver anything to anyone.

Do you know who I mean? -Stop.

His name. That guy's a sadist.
Say his name and I'll stop.

A bald guy with an ugly face.
A white person.

He's armed. He can't be screwed.
Do you mean him?

You tell me.
-He's got power. I don't know any more.

l don't know his name!
- Does he have contacts?

With cops or the mafia,
or he can't do business.

I don't know any more.

Why are you doing this?

I shit in my pants.

l can't go back.
- That's right. You stay out.

To you this station is like Baghdad.
You don't want to be there.

Who are you?
-You do not want to know.

You stay on the right path. I'll blow
your head off if you don't find a job.

It's called 'The House of Hope'.
Do not worry. They don't ask for anything.

Ask for Sister Mariah.

This is all the money I have on me.

You were gone almost all night.

You don't call. -Sorry.

l don't want to worry about you.
-No.

But I don't make a scene.

l wouldn't call it deadlock.
I'll be right with you.

It's a $ 100 million contract.
He has embezzled 60 to 70 million.

False orders and waybills.

The debris that Balboni Trucking
transported fits in an ice cream cup.

We do our best. Thanks.

Can I help you? I hope so.

This is my desk. -Sorry.

There was a call for me...
FBI, Rosa Gomez, but let's say Rosie.

Nice to meet you, Agent Rosie.

"You're going to pay dearly for your
detective's missteps in November."

That says Broussard of the city council.
- Is that why you call the FBI?

The FBI has been preying on Balboni for
over a year over a disaster relief scam.

They still have no proof.

That's why they expect a
lot from that LeBlanc case.

While they're here,
Broussard can blame them.

Balboni is throwing a birthday
party for Michael Goldman tonight.

You have to go there.

Cherry must have known the culprit.

And the woman in the barrel?
-That one too.

17 unsolved murders in
Louisiana resemble this case.

10 of them have several similarities:
bondage tracks, young, working class.

A student, two waitresses,
three runaways, four prostitutes.

The FBI has better
information than lberia.

How's the broth? Interesting.

If you found a black corpse without a
belt and laces, what would you conclude?

That he'd been detained
somewhere they feared suicide.

I think so too.

Baby Feet had fun. Trying to
understand his thinking is like

putting your head in a microwave
to understand how electricity works.

Your name? -What?

Balboni.

With a B, from babbling farmer's
cock from butt-fucking Egypt.

Dave, have something to eat.
-Thanks, I've already eaten.

Do you see who wants to hit on that blonde?
-Twinky Hebert LeMoyne?

My partner at my company.
-What's he doing here?

Putting money in the
movies and chasing women.

Do you enjoy doing business with him?

I get a lot out of it. He little.

But if there is a lot to be
earned somewhere, he is there.

He knows how to make money.

Mr LeMoyne is very
ambitious and committed today.

I worked for him 28 years ago.
Then we talked a lot about the union...

I tried to talk to Hogman, but
he was evasive. To much people.

A servant gave me a drink.

I took the glass and drank it.

I did not order that.

The ice was so cold it hurt.

I'm General John Bell Hood,
Commander of the Texas Brigade...

commander of 4th Texas
Cavalry and 5th Texas Cavalry...

and the 17th Texas Infantry.

Pleasant.

Aren't you shaking hands?
- Am I dead?

You don't look dead.
-The war is over.

It's never over.
You must know that.

You have been a lieutenant in the army.
-I have a headache.

Corrupt and evil people destroy
the world in which you cradled.

It's us versus them, my dear.
-It's gonna be tough, isn't it?

You survived worse.

Stick to your principles and
keep fighting for your cause.

Do you know what to expect?
-For some reason...

I understand the past better
than the future. Remember this.

It's like filling their cannons
with horseshoes and chains.

You think the barrage lasts forever,
and then suddenly there is a silence...

which is louder than the cannon fire.
Don't be alarmed by my fierce comparison.

Good night, Lieutenant.

The nurses said you were
talking about soldiers in the swamp.

It was a strange night.

Could a Hollywood guy like
that put something in your glass?

What?
-There was LSD in your blood.

l need to speak to the sheriff.

You already spoke to him this morning.

What did I say?

What did I say?
-It sounded like gibberish.

What is that? -A salamander.

When you pull it through the water, its
legs and tail move as if it were swimming.

Then the black bass bites.

How do you define 'understanding'?

That means that you understand
something and know its meaning.

Concept can be interpreted in two ways.

One: If you don't look, you don't see it.

Two: If you look a little less,
you may see a lot more. '

That LSD has probably not worked out yet.

Do you think that piece of rubber
hiding a fishing hook 'understands'...

that it is a salamander?

Or do you think that salamander
'understands' that it is nothing more...

than a piece of
rubber hiding a hook?

Jesus, I know a lot.
Ask a bass.

I know General John Bell Hood
as if he were my own grandfather.

The general spoke of corrupt
men destroying my world.

Did he mean the 1965 killers
or Cherry or Julie Balboni?

Baby Feet had to have something
to do with Cherry LeBlanc.

LeMoyne was in business
with him, so I had to have him.

Are you accusing me of
having ties to the mafia?

When you do business
with Balboni, people wonder.

I don't do business with him at all.

I'm part of a club of
investors who put money...

in a film production in New lberia.
We invest in the local economy.

No more.

Are your people union members?
-Absolutely not.

You have a business with Murphy Doucet.
Indeed.

Your partner is a union representative.
These are strange contradictions.

You have to excuse me, Detective.
I'm going to close.

Many people depend on me.

Would you like Balboni as a neighbor?
Or that your granddaughter works for him?

Mr. Robicheaux, you should
know how insulting you are.

Did that blonde spoil you the other day?

My ticket. Thanks for your time.

Please, all 1965:
July to November.

Thanks. -No thanks.

How is Alafair? -Good.

Outbreak in St Landry

You said a Negro?
-DeWitt Prejean.

A black one with the name DeWitt Prejean.

I know that bastard.
What's wrong with him?

Were you on duty that
night when he escaped?

I was a jailer. They don't work at night.
They hire someone for that.

What was he accused of?
- Of nothing.

Before that happened, he was already liberated.
-That wasn't in the paper.

Lots of people wipe their
butts with the newspaper.

He had broken into a white
woman with a knife. Was he a rapist?

He couldn't keep
his dick in his pants.

Can I sit here?

Would her husband
have taken him out of jail?

Maybe if he could have.
He was crippled in the war.

Where is he now?

In the cemetery, in
the east of the city.

And the woman?
-It's gone north.

Why are you interested in that case?
-I watched him get killed.

Where's the man on duty that night?

He was drunk and got under the train.

Wait. What did you say you saw?

What do you think I've seen?

l need your help. For real.

Then get drunk. I do not give a hoot.

Dave, I already planned it last
week and I already paid for the boat.

It just bursts out.
Wait for it to dry...

then you can fish in
the bayou excellent.

Have you caught freshwater
fish after a shower?

Figure it out. Leave that beer cooler here.
-It belongs to the boat.

Are you really not coming?
-Miss Drummond, get out of that boat.

Tell me Kelly.

Note the bend over 5 km.

The water is low and on
the left you have fishing nets.

Where in the bayou?

That's the bend Batist meant.

What are you asking me?

I'm here to help you.
But I do charge for my time.

See you soon.

I'm not going to
tell you what to do...

but some people
always ask for help.

And whatever you do, it is never enough.

How did you get into that net?
Didn't you see those bottles?

What a bastard I am.

Shall I go into the water?
-Yes, go in the bow...

and push it when I put it in reverse.

Are there alligators here?
- Sure, but they're not hungry.

Put on a life jacket.
-I swam across the Trinity.

Watch out for poisonous snakes.

Do not worry. It's shallow.
-He would still be drowning in a sink.

I don't mean this personally,
but you are a nice, sweet woman.

I'm already soaking wet.

What are you doing? Can I help?
-You can remove weeds from that row.

A gesture of mercy, as simple
as offering my raincoat...

having a hood that hides
the face had led to her death.

I knew a 19 year old helicopter pilot
who was on a mission over the Mekong.

He called himself the "Death Giver."
Could I have taken over that role?

I was deeply moved by
the deaths of my mates.

But let their suffering
rule our lives...

does not change the world.

The death of Kelly Drummond,
partner of Elrod Sykes...

and star of the success series Rlver Valley,
it is the result of a confusion of people.

You are almost unreachable.
-Who are you?

With Amber. Do not you know me anymore?
You hurt me.

l don't know you. What can I do for you?
- I'm going to do you a favor, honey.

I'll give you the guy you're looking for.
-Who do you mean?

That mean pimp who
leaves dead girls everywhere.

Come to Club Leon in an hour.

How terrible of that actress.

Thank you for being here.
-Who did you meet?

She called herself Amber.
-There's a whore named Amber.

What are we doing here?
-You have to protect me.

l don't want to be ambushed.
-Weird place for an ambush.

Since when do you need protection?
- I was shot.

Say it. -ls Amber there?

Amber Martinez? Porto Rican,
small, thin and wet? She's not here.

What do you want to drink?
-Dr Pepper.

I can call someone who knows where she is.
-Good idea.

Consider it done.

Mama Tiini, is Amber there?

No news from Amber?
-No nothing.

Go inside.

Dave, what's going on?

Someone shot me.
From that Buick. It's still in there.

She got hit in the face.
-Who? They?

You killed Amber Martinez.

There is no weapon.
-I saw muzzle fire. I heard shots.

There is no weapon.

I can put these down.

Say it.

Why was she in
the co-driver's seat?

What did the detective say last night?
- That I can shoot well.

I killed an unarmed woman.
No bullet holes, no shells, no weapon.

You have been tricked.

You don't belong at the crime scene.
You have been suspended without pay.

I'm just looking. -Who is that?

FBI. Gomez.
This is under an FBI investigation. Okay?

Why do you make people angry?

The county won't charge
you, but I wouldn't stay here.

Maybe you make me angry.

I started firing too quickly.

You thought your life was in danger.

My presence doesn't bother you, does it?

You shouldn't blame yourself. Your
passion for life does not make you inhuman.

Someone wants to drive me crazy.
I no longer believe what I see or hear.

I would have killed
an unarmed woman.

That would bother me too.

I see her in front of me, the back of her
head full of blood, glued to the carpet.

Think about what you just said.
You are an intelligent man.

What does your eye tell you.

l need help.

The wind comes from the south.
This afternoon it is going to thunder.

It will sound like yankee
guns, but it will be thunder.

What time is it?

What time is it?

You go to AA because you drink.

But also because it is the last stage and
you will only meet a fellow sufferer there.

That night I waited with Lou for Elrod
for the AA meeting. l was worried.

I thought he had used too much.

Gangster. You dirty mafio, open it.

Balboni, you worthless
murderer, come here.

If it turns out you're behind Kelly's
death, I'll slide a gun up your ass.

You're lucky, sissy.
You make me money.

Did you see that?

Why worthless? Inward, you?

What do I pay attention to
when I research that Buick?

I saw muzzle fire, but there
were no bullet holes in the wall.

See what you can find.

He's not coming anymore. Shall we?
-Okay.

Thanks. Does someone else want to share something?

I'm Dave and I'm an alcoholic.

I felt related to Elrod.

There was a strange bond between us
through the General and Kelly's death.

Not that I necessarily wanted that
band, but we don't have a choice...

when the dead rule our lives.

l will miss her.

Will he stay here?
-He's in bad shape.

This is our house.
-He has to throw up again.

Go to bed.

He can't make it without an AA friend.
- What do I care.

l have a suggestion.

One drink and he goes
back to his caravan.

He pays for his food, keeps the
bathroom free and gets home on time.

Good, but only for a few days.

I can't stand that shit
about visions any longer.

Are you still using a .45?
- Still the one from Vietnam.

Judging from the wound,
she was killed by a .45.

Who knows you use that caliber?
-A number of agents.

That would bother me.

Look at her head.
-She was a beautiful woman.

l only use hollow point bullets.

It wasn't a hollow
point that killed her.

The blood was already dry.

Do you want to know
if she died in the car?

Judging by the color, she was
dead before she was put in the car.

From.
-I think he came on the line.

You always struggled
with rules and stuff.

Only the final score counts.
Will you join?

You're busy recording, aren't you?
Is that boy bothering you?

What do you want?
-Elrod is at my place.

Nice. l don't want to piss off my star.
That costs money.

As a child you did not let yourself be insulted.

You always took revenge.
-What do you mean?

Don't you like the stupid one. I
knew you when your father beat you.

l don't want you talking about my
family. I was proud of my old man.

The mess that ran the city
was worth less than he was.

In New lberia we
were spaghetti eaters.

Because you had never
heard of the Roman Empire.

You never know how to hit the ball.

Do you hear that?

General Banks' guns
firing from bayou Teche.

But he is mistaken about the purpose.
He bombs a group of blacks.

Did you experience that in your war?
-At the Mekong.

A family was taken by surprise in
the field. The faces were burnt away.

They looked alike.

So it is the innocent that we
should be concerned about.

Do we let him lie? He is wounded.
- Then he shouldn't be so rude.

Shouldn't he go to the hospital?
- Are you going to dock your salary yourself from now on?

Do you want to say that?
-No, but do you want angry neighbors?

You always say that, don't you?

It was a starting pistol.

In the lining there were remnants
of stuffing used on blanks...

of a starting gun.
- Let's go fishing sometime.

On blueberry at Pecan Island.

Cherry LeBlanc was arrested for
prostitution in Lafayette when she was 16.

So somebody got
control over her.

What if someone from the
probation service had her solicited?

What about the other woman?
That guy's crazy.

I'm checking to see if her
social worker is still around.

Give up. She will sleep there.

It's easy for you to talk.

Your wife is not a pot.

ls movie star are fun?

It's just a job. -Really?

It's just like Dave.

Do you think he likes to pick up
crooks and protect well-behaved ones?

I love my job.

But you don't catch crooks.
-No.

But laughing and crying are
just as important as feeling safe.

I'd rather feel safe.

I'd rather you be safe too.

l am very sorry about Kelly.

So do I, sweetheart.

We have 50 Tears
and Diamonds posters.

What a rotten movie.

50 Tears and Diamonds movie
posters with your signature...

bring in $ 25,000, so 4
houses, or 8 with volunteer help.

Here's a marker.

That was the sheriff of St Martin.
Lou had shot himself with a .20...

at the motel where he
lived since his wife left him.

I hoped he would find peace.

There is half a bottle of bourbon
and an empty jar of Diazepam.

You call that a suicide?
- It looks like it.

He was bad.

The mattress was covered in piss
stains, his sink was full of rubbish.

Where's his weapon?
-Next to the bed.

Why didn't he use his .357?

Because he was fed up?
He used to be.

He helped me with a case. -And?

Maybe he had discovered something.

He was shaking and taking
pills in front of everyone.

It is clear what happened here.

He was a good cop.
-He was a pitiful drunk.

Take a look around, I'm going
to shut things down in a minute.

Do you want to wait outside?
You better stay away from me.

Why are you leaving?
-Because of my folly.

We mourn what is unchangeable. But take
care of your family, don't act like me.

We have always been honorable,
but we served bad men and business.

The wind is rising. Stay.
-Well said. You're right.

l want a picture of us with you.

Gentlemen, in your places.

Are we ready?

Incredibly modern technology.

What awaits me?

It doesn't matter,
live your principles.

Even the saints would dispute that.

A warning from a veteran.
Be brave.

The afternoon sky was bronze
and large birds flew silently by.

Hogman had heard about Girard's
death and wanted to talk to me.

I was reminded of my time in prison.

Your father brought food to my
mother and paid her medicine for her.

Do you want to tell me something?

What's the name of that nigger you found?
-DeWitt Prejean.

He sewed a white man's wife.

Find out what it did for work and you
will find the ones behind all this misery.

Who is the man I am looking for?

I cannot say more.
This is still Louisiana.

I'm in a movie with Elrod.

We walk, behind us a plantation
burns and the Yankees...

A born actress.
- Seriously, Michael said the same.

We have done a great job.

You spoke to that general, didn't you?

Will you keep bugging me?
-What kind of work did DeWitt Prejean do?

Work for Negroes. He mowed
grass, cleaned traps, cleaned up rats.

What do you think?
-I think otherwise.

I think he did other work too.

Leave me alone.
-You have human knowledge.

I'm not going to be sent away, am I?

Then it was better. You know that.
-What kind of work did he do?

He drove trucks. -For whom?

ln Jeanerette.

I'm taking her because she works for me.
And I can't get in and out alone.

He did seasonal work for a white
man who owned a sugar factory.

I just know his brother was crippled.
I don't know any more.

If you say otherwise, you lie.

ls there anything else?

You got a bite.

How many sugar factories does Jeanerette have?
-One.

Come on in.
- I'm just coming to say goodbye.

Where are you going?
- Maybe Florida.

Maybe I'll start a case like this too.
-What do you do with the furniture in your car?

The man from the hotel wanted to
get rid of it. I'm doing him a favor.

So he can deduct it.
- Are you in a fight with Baby Feet?

I said I don't want to
work for him anymore.

And that Cherry LeBlanc was
right when she called him names.

Then that jerk hit me with...
- Wait.

What did you say about Cherry?

If he claims he doesn't
know her, ask him about this.

He had forgotten that
I had taken pictures.

That's her right?

Did he kill her?

Come on.

A man like Julie doesn't kill.

He says something to
someone and forgets it.

You call a madman for a special job.
-Did Baby Feet call?

He made a photo album.
Draw your own conclusions.

What is Murphy Doucet doing in that photo?

Girard asked for her file last week.
-Who picked her up?

The state police raided...

Who drew it? -Murphy Doucet.

Panne, Dave?
-A loose cable. Do you have a knife there?

Surely.

This should work.

A Mexican threatened
me with it in Lake Charles.

Did you work there?

I was working in the state police
at the time. I retired last year.

To partner with LeMoyne?
-No, we've known each other much longer.

Thanks, I'll bring it back in a minute.

My intuition was right.
But I hadn't made any connections yet.

I was looking for someone with ties
to the mafia, prostitution, or the police.

Doucet had them with all three.
I had to stop him.

What do you think you will find?
You never know. You were also a cop.

People sometimes forget a
picture of themselves with a victim.

What?

I never had my picture
taken with Cherry LeBlanc.

You look good.

What are you doing here?
- We're here because of you.

We're investigating unsolved homicides along
the highway when you were a state agent.

Without mentioning Kelly Drummond.
Or Amber Martinez or Lou Girard.

What is this?

Rosie, this knife must
have killed Cherry.

That knife was not here.
-Yes, with your fingerprints on it.

I get it.
You team up with that Mexican slut.

No, Murphy, I'll sew you on my own.

Hands up. Immediately.
Against the wall.

You listen me in. What is this about?
-Think. Think carefully.

Think of 1965 just before the
hurricane hit. Do you remember?

You let Prejean flee chained
and then shot him in the leg.

You didn't see the kid watching.

You put that knife down.
-Withers always have the advantage.

We are awaiting arrest warrants
and they are clearing up the evidence.

I have not heard this.

You messed up.
-Do you want to clean it up?

l won't be there when he gets home.
He is on bail and can be here in no time.

We have nothing.

Alfie?
-Do you know where your daughter is?

On my knee.

Have you lost your tongue?

Let her go. You don't want this.
- I'll make it easy.

You take that knife
and put it in a bag...

and at 8 you throw it in a garbage can in the
corner of Royal and St Ann in New Orleans.

Listen, think. You're a cop.

You get away with this.
We cheated you.

Dirty liar.
You don't rest until you get me.

You saw one thing correctly.
I'll get away with this with your help.

Have you finally gone mad?
-Keep away from this man.

Get out. Come on, get out.

ls nothing on TV tonight?

Doucet has my daughter.

Did you hear me?
-Annoying. Things like that annoy me.

Spread her photo on cartons of milk.

Where is my daughter?

Where is Alafair?
-I fired Doucet.

l have nothing to do with his business.

Leave me alone
or you'll regret it.

You will be put on a kill list.
I'm gonna kill your family.

The fun is over. Where is she?

Really, I have nothing to do with that madman.
I'm not hiring madmen, I'm sending them away.

Last chance.

He has a camp at bayou Vista,
near the bay of Atchafalaya.

Nobody knows about it.

It's at the end of the
road, by the salt marsh.

Is Alafair there?

l hope not.

If it is wrong and there is something
about Alafair, it is not your fault.

Did he hurt you?
-I told him to leave that.

I shot someone with
a magazine in hand.

No, that was a weapon,
but you don't remember it yet.

Should I call my lawyer?

Mr. LeMoyne, I saw you
with Murphy Doucet...

when you killed
Prejean in Atchafalaya.

I was on the other side of the swamp.

Am I under arrest?
-Doucet blackmailed you for years.

Terrible things have
happened between the races.

But we are no longer
the same as then, right?

I think so.

You are unable
to let the past rest.

You have to face the past.

Do you want to leave?
- That doesn't change anything.

Every day you will be dragging this behind
you like a chain for the rest of your life.

Don't you know compassion? -No.

No, not me.

Outside it smelled of damp
trees and night flowers.

I saw a figure at the edge
of a pond full of reeds.

He was standing straight in
the wind, leaning on his crutch...

his words were
silenced by the thunder.

In the morning mist that enveloped the bayou,
I thought I saw General John Bell Hood.

Maybe a fleeting image,
a gesture, his soft smile...

the veiled look on his face.

With time, I could forget
that violent summer...

and came to accept that the general
was just a figment of the imagination...

to remind me that the battle
is never completely over...

and never quite conquered the field.

YLF Translations: Corina Blank