All language subtitles for Marvels.The.Punisher.S02E08.WEB.x264-STRiFE

You should've stayed
in your hole, Bill.

God...

- Stop the car.
- What?

- Stop the car. Stop the car.
- No way, man!

What are you, out of your goddamn mind?

Stop the car! I said stop the car!

No way, man.

Now.

Hey!

God damn it.

Shit.

You do this to me, Frank?

Shit.

I said...

...did you do this to me?

You're goddamn right I did!

Shit.

Strike team, move out!
Move out!

Everybody, careful!

Put down your weapon!

Put down your weapon!

Three o'clock! Over there!

Move out! Move out!

Down! Down! Down!

Let's go! Billy! Get in!

Billy, now! Move!

Get out of the way!

Drop the gun, Frank! Drop it!

Kick it over.

Now get on your knees.

Nice and slow.

It's been a while, Frank.

Sir, I'm gonna need you to let him go now.

Who the hell are you?

I'm the guy with the AR-10
pointed at your head.

Frank, let's go.

You're going after the wrong guy.

New York doesn't need your shit again.

If I leave this alley,
you gonna follow me?

You better believe it.

Frank!

Yeah.

I apologize.

For what?

Now, Frank! Let's move!

God damn, that was insane!

You guys okay?

Man, what the hell just happened?

Ask the maniac in the car.

How much you think we got?

We gotta count it first, dumbass.

And you?

Nice work, brother.

Thought that crazy old bitch
was gonna screw us.

- Was that grenade real?
- Sure was.

Shit. I thought it was a fake.
Who is this dude?

He's the asshole
who nearly got us caught.

You even listening?

What the hell was the Punisher
doing there, you crazy son of a bitch?

Let's just make the cut
and get out of here.

You'll get your cut
like the rest of us. Right, Billy?

It seems I'm due a little bit more
than the rest of you guys.

We split this up even,
fair and square. That was the deal.

You should've stayed
in your hole, Bill.

Yeah, it's me.

Billy, what do you say?

Wait. Why are you asking him?

This jigsaw-faced bastard
almost got us busted.

This whole thing went sideways
'cause you lost your shit.

Screw all this. Let's just split it.

Anybody else got a problem
with the way that I do things?

You're good.

I just took a shot
at a New York City police officer.

Jesus Christ, Frank.
What are we doing, man?

How long you think it's gonna take
for them to figure out

who Frank Castle's
one-legged black friend is, huh?

I hate to say this, Curt, but, um...
there is somebody else, you know.

Screw you, Frank.

Screw you.

Look, I got a bunch of 'em.
What do you want?

I got a bunch of black one-legged friends.
I mean, I have what I have.

That's a lie. That's a lie.

Yeah, you're the only one for me, Curtis.

I told you to stay in the car.

I did. I did.

Until I saw a sniper
about to blow your head off.

You see, here's the thing, Frank...

You keep telling people to stay out of it,

but they care about you,
whether you like it or not.

- And I wasn't about to see you die.
- Yeah.

I'd have been all right.

Bullshit! That guy
would have shot your head off.

You know, when I saw Bill,

he looked at me like...

like nothing had changed, you know?

Like we were still friends.

I'm telling you, when I drew on him,
he was shocked, you know?

He was...

It was like he was hurt.

You know, he was all confused.

Like I had betrayed him.

I looked at his face...

I saw Maria, I saw the kids...

Saw how we always used to be together.
You know? We were...

We were family, you know?

I swear to God, he saw it, too.

I'll tell you right now, Curt,
he does not know what he did.

He doesn't. I saw that.

You know, I had the shot...

and I froze.

It was just for a second,
but then it was too late.

...getaway car.
It's the garage on 19th.

It's got two DBs, no sign of anyone else.

This is Mahoney.
Secure the scene. I'm on the way.

Let's go.

Krista!

Krista.

Please, please open the door.

Krista, please let me in.

Please...

I thought you were gone.

I thought a lot of things.

And none of them were real.

You can't come and go as you please.

Yeah, I got nowhere else to go.

You want me to beg, I'll beg.

Krista. Krista!

Where have you been?

It doesn't matter.

It looks like it matters.
What's in the bag?

No, it doesn't matter.
None of it... None of it matters!

All this! All this was Frank Castle!
Frank...

Your friend, Frank?

Friend?

He...

He tried to kill me.

I couldn't see.

That skull...

That skull that I dream about every night,
he wears it on his chest.

Every night! Every night, coming at me
and coming at me. It was him!

It was him! But I couldn't see!

Why? Why? Why would he...

Why... why would he do that?

Why would he do any of it?
I don't understand. I don't understand!

I mean, I know now that it was him.

But I don't feel it!

I mean, I know, but I... but I don't know.

I mean, here, but not here.

And he was my best friend.

My best friend.

But he was pointing a gun at me.

Sorry.

I'm so sorry.

But I don't know what else to do.

And you're...

you're the only one... who can help me.

You're the only one.

Anton Reed.

The hostage.

Shit.

Bet poor Anton didn't see this coming
when he showed up for work today.

Now, this guy... could be one of the gang.

Could be somebody else
just got in the way.

Russo's cold... or crazy or both.

Let's get forensics down
to check for fingerprints or whatever.

I wanna find out also how long has he been
working at that check-cashing place.

What's up, man?

Let's go. We gotta drive.

What did you see? What's up?

I saw bodies.

He shot the hostage, Curt.

Curtis, we've got to get
off this road. Okay?

I need you to try to keep it together now.
We gotta get off this road.

- We gotta move.
- I had a shot.

When he was on the street coming at you,

- I had a shot, man.
- Yeah.

I could've killed him.
I could've killed him, man.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
don't do that. All right?

- That hostage would be alive right now.
- What are you doing that for?

Shit happens. Shit happens. You know that.

What are you talking about?
What are we talking about here, huh?

We are out, man!

We did our time, we served,

we pulled the trigger when we had to,
and we followed orders.

But this, this is different.

And everything about this is so wrong!
Can you see that, Frank?

Huh? Us sitting here, right now,
having this conversation.

And it's not even over.

I got Delia wondering
where the hell I'm at.

Thinking I'm some douchy asshole
for leaving her hanging.

And what am I supposed to say to her, man?

"Oh, sorry, I got an old pal
I need to kill,

and I'll be back before you know it."

I wish that we could...

We gotta go.
Yeah, we gotta get off this road.

Kid! It's Frank!

Kid!

Shit.

Kid?

Shit.

What are you doing? You out of your mind?

- Frank!
- You think it's a game?

- No! No!
- How about now?

- Frank!
- Is it a game now?

You feel that? You know how close
I came to killing you?

You know how quick it would've been?

That's your head all over that wall!
Just like that!

- Frank!
- That quick!

- I was...
- You what? You what?

I was practicing
the move you showed me.

Nah! Bullshit! Bullshit!

Trying to keep you safe.
You're gonna get yourself killed!

You quit your goddamn crying.
God damn it!

Enough!

Be easy, man.

She's just a kid.
You don't have to talk to her like that.

You got her all hemmed up.
You drag her into some insane shit.

And now what? You want her to act normal.

There's no normal around you.

We're not playing games here, Curt.

She needs to know that, so do you.

We make mistakes and people die. They die!

A man died today
because I dropped the ball

and you did, too. Right?

She needs to know
that she could wind up dead.

I think she gets it. You get it, right?

Come on.

It's all good.

Everything is cool.

I get it. She gets it.
We all get it, Frank.

You froze, now it's everyone else's fault.

That right? Give me the keys.

- Where are you going?
- I'm going to find Billy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down. Where?

I'm gonna see my boy Jake.

Okay, I'll drive.

Give me the goddamn keys, Curtis.

Are you gonna shoot me if I don't?

Your funeral.

I want to come.

No.

Frank, wait... Please don't go.

Just stay put.

But you're coming back, right?

- Yeah?
- It's me.

You've seen the news, I'm guessing.

- Yeah.
- Yeah, total shitshow.

They said hostages were killed.

Yeah, it's looking like maybe the guy was
part of the whole thing. An inside job.

Another dead guy

used to work for the security company
that delivered the cash.

- You're not hanging around.
- I'm a good cop.

And Russo killed them both
covering his tracks.

I figured you'd make me
do this at Homeland.

Trying to throw your weight around.

But here we are.

Which makes me think
the last thing you want is me at Homeland,

officially talking about you
and Russo and Frank Castle.

Yeah, it's the last thing Homeland wants.

I mean, we're not at the precinct, either,

so... you're not certain
you want to come after me.

Officially.

Not yet.

I've got two questions,

and this seemed the best way
to get 'em answered.

Why'd you tip me to the robbery?
And did you know about Castle?

Castle's the one who found out
about the robbery.

- Told him to stay away. He didn't listen.
- You're damn right, he didn't listen.

He hit me in the head, and he took my gun.

Yeah, he did the same thing to me,
first time we met.

- I guess I should be glad I'm not dead.
- Oh.

Castle wouldn't kill a cop.

Oh, that right?

Well, has he ever?

Castle's got a code.

"Castle's got a code."

Listen to yourself.

The man is a maniac.

I don't care
how much shit got done to him.

Just the fact that you're talking to him
should cost you your badge.

He's a murderer. You get that, right?

What hell is between you people?

You don't wanna know.

And if you try and find out,

they'll have you running traffic duty
in Rockland for the rest of your career.

Feds, man.

You guys make me sick.

Always covering your asses
and hiding shit.

So...

where does this leave us?

Let's be clear, okay?

We aren't friends.

Or even colleagues with a mutual
beneficial working relationship.

Mostly, you've hidden stuff,
lied and shot me.

Give me some respect, huh?

I know he was at that carousel.

Russo escapes, Castle's back...
You three, 'round and 'round you go.

Let's just say I used to be just like you.

You know, I thought
all we had to do was...

follow the rules, tell the truth,
and justice would be served.

I learned different.

Sometimes, maybe, someone like Castle
is the nearest to justice we can get.

The good news is...

I don't care about whatever nefarious shit
you're caught up in.

I'd just really like my gun back.

And Castle's got a friend, big black guy.

Ring any bells?

No, huh?

I want Castle.

Russo, too.

The reason we're here
and not down at the precinct

is because I think maybe you can
give me them. That's my deal.

- I don't know where they are.
- But I think you can find out.

Because Castle's got you
on speed dial, it seems.

Give him up.

Or next time we'll be doing this
at my place, in handcuffs.

Special agent in charge or not...

you've gotta choose which side you're on.

Do you know how long I've known Frank?

How much shit that we got each other into?

And out of?

I would give my life for that man.
And he knows that.

So why? Why would a man
that I would give my life for try to...

try to take my life from me?

Maybe he was never who you thought he was.

Or maybe I'm not.

Because I just...

I don't remember.

I don't remember.

Do you know how many people I treat
with injuries half as severe as yours?

The majority of them lie in bed
for the rest of their lives.

What was done to you was unfair,
cruel and shitty.

If Frank did this to you,
he did everything he could

to make sure you suffered
for the rest of your life.

It was better when I didn't know.

See, that's where you're wrong.

Because...

now the nightmares end.

There are no more missing pieces
to the puzzle.

A man you trusted beyond all others
tried to destroy you.

And now you understand your pain
and you're gonna work through it.

You can be reborn.
And in that rebirth lies all your power.

I know exactly what you're going through,
because I've been there.

Broken, betrayed.

Nothing but questions and no answers.

But then I came face to face with my hurt,

and I swear to you,
it is like touching God.

I know it doesn't feel like it now...

but this is the best day of your life.

Except that I'm crazy.

You're not crazy.

No...

I am.

But you opened
your front door to me anyway.

Why would you do that to yourself?

Because I hate beginnings.

That awkward false state of everything.

We never had to suffer that, you and I.
We started in the middle,

looking forwards.

I like that.

Where is he? Where?

- I don't know...
- That doesn't work.

Billy! Ain't! Worth! Shit!

Where is he? Where?

Huh? Does that hurt?

Frank, what the hell's wrong with you?

Look at yourself, Frank!

Frank! Look at yourself.

I mean, look at us.

We can't do this anymore!

You're acting just like Billy.

What'd you say?

You just...

Come on, Jake. Stay alive.

Keep breathing with me now.
Stay with me. Keep breathing.

We're not the same.

Frank. Look at yourself.

I mean, look at us.

Guys like us, Frank, we need this!

It's all we're good for.

We can't do this anymore!

Just a couple of assholes, who thought
we could have the good things in life.

We are not good people, Frank.
We never were!

Me and you, Frankie, we're the same.

We're the same.

You almost had me.

Letting me in.
Protecting me from the world.

Trying to make me better.

You played me, Krista.

So well.

You knew.

You knew. It was all in my file.

But now I know. It all makes sense.

Frank is the big secret
that you've all been keeping from me.

- Frank wasn't mentioned in your file.
- Yeah, you knew I'd read it.

You'd be dumb not to think so.
And you're not dumb, are you?

So you hid it. Why?
So you could control me?

So you could play God with me?

I didn't take anything out of your file.

I'm not playing you. I'm here.

You're here? They were all here.

And they all let me in,
but they never let me in!

Do you understand me?

If I can't trust Frank,
I can't trust anybody!

How? How did they make him hate me?

Five blue things.
Count five blue things in the room.

Is that blue? Huh?

Is that blue?

I think it's blue!

Billy, please!

- Billy...
- Are those blue? Huh?

This looks blue.

You are all the same!

You're all the same!

Stop. Stop!

Don't, please.

Oh, God! Come on.

Please, please...

Billy.

Billy.

How does that feel, huh?

How does that feel?

Something that you hate,
something that scares you,

and somebody just keeps pushing
and pushing,

and making you feel
the last thing you want to feel!

Maybe everybody wants to make
somebody feel worse than they do.

Maybe everybody gets betrayed in the end.

Do you think it's so scary to think...

that I might have love for you?

To think that maybe you could change?

Billy, I would never hurt you.

And I would never betray you.
And I have never ever lied to you.

This is not a lesser you.

It's a better you.

There's nothing left to hurt you,
and here you stand.

But you have to choose.

You think it's so easy?

I know it isn't.

Shit!

Hey, it's me, kid! Curtis! God damn it!

- What the hell were you thinking?
- Frank told me...

Yeah, of course he did.

It makes so much damn sense!
You could've cut me in half.

Yeah, well, you could've told me
you were coming.

I'd rather be safe than sorry.

Where is Frank?

Is he coming back?

Nobody knows what Frank is doing
except Frank.

And he doesn't give a damn
what anybody else thinks.

So...

Curtis.

We were never,
you know, properly introduced.

And you're Amy. I heard so much about you.

Not about the part with the shotgun.
That would've been useful!

Well, I'm making something to eat
if you're hungry.

First you wanna kill me,
now you wanna feed me?

Yeah, it might be the same thing.
I'm not much of a cook.

It's all there.

I didn't take a dollar.

Help yourselves.

Scraps.

This...

this is just... scraps.

Is that all that you want?

Because if it is,
you should probably just leave now,

and don't bother coming back.

But...

if you think that you deserve more...

hey...

maybe then you're in the right place.

Ask yourself...

are you willing to be a part of something
bigger than just yourselves?

Bobby didn't get that.

Made it all about himself.

But if you think, just for a second...

about what we could achieve
if we all work together...

Hey, look, if you're happy picking up
a few bucks here and there

like common street thugs,
then... go ahead,

grab what's yours and get out,
'cause I don't have anything else for you.

Or...

we invest this money.

In weapons, in people.

We go and we find all those guys
who we know are just like us,

and we offer them a piece of the same.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about today...
times a hundred.

I am talking about an army, not a gang!

I am talking about a brotherhood.

I am talking about not taking
any more shit!

From anyone!

Enough of us fighting for each other...

we could be gods.

Mmm.

This is some good-ass spaghetti.

Boiled it for six minutes,
just like the packet said.

Well, it's good.
And I haven't eaten all day.

And it's been a long day.

Are you okay?

He's an a-hole.

Mos def.

But I don't think he meant
those things he said to you.

You scared him.
Because he thought he hurt you.

He nearly shot me
'cause he cares about me?

Yeah, that's the Frank I know.
Very touchy-feely.

Well, I've known Frank for a long time,
and there's one thing for sure,

he cares about you.

Yeah, right.

He's not like most people.

He doesn't want to feel for you,
because he's scared of getting hurt.

And he'd rather stay mad at the world
than risk being a part of it.

So, you two...

You two met in the army?

He was a marine,
and I was a navy corpsman.

A medic.

Well, he definitely must care
a lot about you, too.

'Cause you're the only other person
I've met that's stood up to Frank

and didn't get killed.

Ha!

You and this Billy guy, maybe.

He was one of the ones
that killed Frank's family, wasn't he?

Yeah.

The worst one.

Because they were his family, too.

Curtis?

Curtis Hoyle, it's Dinah Madani.

Oh, God. What's she doing here?

Come on.

Whoa!

Is she for real?

Oh, you best believe she is.

That's a dangerous weapon, you know?
You could have shot me.

Nope. Couldn't.

Forgot to reload it.

Well, I'm sorry to interrupt
your cozy little dinner.

You want a plate?

No, thank you.

By the way, I met your friend,
the man in black.

Did you arrest him?

For what, exactly?

Yeah. That's what I thought.

Soon enough, you, me and Frank

are gonna have to have
a conversation about that.

Talking of which, where is he?

How did you find us?

You left your phone on, Curtis.
I tracked it.

Dude. Seriously? It's, like, 101.

I had a conversation with a cop

who's really interested in knowing
who Frank's buddy might be.

It won't take him long
to come looking for you, either.

I knew it.

Where is Frank, Curtis?

You tell me where he is, maybe I can pull
your ass out of the fire with the NYPD.

If we hand Mahoney Billy,
then maybe he lets the rest slide.

And what about Frank?

- We're just gonna hand him over, too?
- Has he done you any favors lately?

You know, I told you both
to leave it alone.

Well, I don't know where he is.
He went crazy after he missed Billy.

Yeah, sounds about right.

Uh... Have you got
anything to drink, at least?

This is seriously messed up.

I would have been fine on my own,

but he gave me this stupid speech
about how we needed to finish our fight,

and then he leaves me
to go after this Billy guy and...

Thank you.

...now he's off doing whatever,
and I'm here, making spaghetti.

Yesterday, I was a guy selling insurance.

I just want my old life back.

Amen to that.

To Frank.

So, um...

are you going to give him up?

I guess that's what we're all sitting here
waiting to find out.