All language subtitles for WARRIOR S306-ENGCP

What the fuck are we doing
in an ice factory?

You expect us to run
our operation outta here?

I expect us to avoid getting caught.

That means operating in my territory.

Yeah. Why is that, exactly?

This place has everything
we'll need

to print, dry, and pack.

We're not doing this.

- You made a deal.
- I didn't make shit.

He did.

And to be honest, I don't know
what the fuck he was thinking.

He was probably thinking

that he didn't want you
to get deported.

Okay, look.

We don't have to like each other
to make this work.

I know she can be an asshole

but it's a smart play.

What's going on?

Oh, we just wanted to see
if you were up and running yet.

Still setting up

but I should be ready
to go in a couple of hours.

Give us a minute, yeah?

I know Ah Sahm thought
this deal was the only way to go.

But I haven't forgotten
that you tried to dice him.

And my father.

Things are different now.

We have enough enemies
outside of Chinatown.

I no longer wanna be at war
with my own people.

Bullshit.

You wanna rule this place.

You've been plotting

since the moment you climbed
into Long Zii's bed.

And you know what?

I respect that.

You scrapped like a motherfucker
to get where you are.

But don't think for a second

that just because
I was born into this

that makes me soft.

'Cause that would be
a big fucking mistake.

You're right.

My brother and I have
a complicated relationship.

But I would never let that get
in the way of business

which is why I think we need
to keep an eye on him.

The fuck are you talking about?

I'm sure you've noticed
he's gotten close with our printer.

- Our only printer.
- Yeah, so?

How well do you know her?

Because she's seen enough
to sink our entire operation.

If my brother were to become
a little too attached, well...

that could be a big problem.

Anyone tell you,
you snore like sick cow?

Already try that.

- Where are we?
- Train.

I mean... where are we going?

Wherever they go
to collect price on your head.

Happy Jack don't like you much.

Seems to me he doesn't
like you much either.

So...

you tell me.

Where are we going?

Home.

Hey, Ah Sahm.

Just getting Father Jun up
to speed on our new alliance.

How much do you trust Mai Ling
to hold up her end of the deal?

As long as we're offering
something better than war

we're good.

Doesn't mean I trust her.

Counterfeiting is risky.

Add to that,
a partner you can't count on

and it's just a matter of time
before the deal goes sideways.

We need to prepare.

Father Jun knows a couple of Krauts

who are sitting on silver claim
a couple hours east.

Old-school gangsters
we can work with.

Work with how?

Trade fake chop for silver.

We pay them three times
the going rate.

- That's a steep markup.
- It is.

But we come away
with something of real value.

Something we can count on
more than our partners.

It's a big move.

You two should talk it over.

I'm sorry.
I think I missed something.

Is Father Jun
running the show now?

Of course not.

I know you two didn't always
get along.

- But...
- We led a coup against him.

But whatever beef we've had

he's always put the tong first.

You're talking about
adding another partner.

That's more risk, more exposure.

It's better than grabbing our ankles
and waiting for Mai Ling to fuck us.

Okay.

- Okay. Okay.
- Okay.

- When do you leave?
- We leave tomorrow morning.

What, you thought
you were staying home?

I need a translator.

I don't speak German.

And I'm betting those Krauts
don't speak Cantonese either.

You're coming.

This sounds like my kinda party!

- You're not coming.
- What?

Why the fuck not?

Someone has to run this place
while we're gone.

The men you kill.

Who are they?

Enemy?

Friend?

Or maybe family.

You wanna get outta here,
feel free to pitch in.

- Better to save energy.
- Then stop wasting it talking.

What is her name?

Man kill for money or love.

You no care for money,
so what is her name?

Chao maybe die because of you.

Deserve to know why.

We are both in this mess
because of you.

All you deserve is

whatever's waiting for you
at the end of the line.

God willing,
that's a bullet or a noose.

You are the one wanted
for murder, Agent Lee.

Not me.

You're right, Chao.

Maybe they won't kill you.

Maybe they'll just keep you
in chains for the rest of your life.

And how long will you be gone?

A couple days.

Maybe three.

Hey.

I'll be fine.

I'm not worried about you.

There are a thousand ways
that this could go bad

and I'm in the middle of all of them.

That means you're valuable.

No one will touch you.

Unless your sister betrays
your best friend.

And then I'm a target.

They tried killing
each other before, right?

So what's stopping them
from trying again?

Right now, they need each other.

And they both need you.

Well, lucky me.

How long no opium?

I'm fine.

You look fine.

Will anyone notice you're missing?

No.

I thought Chao was a friend
to everyone.

You?

Abigail.

She won't know
how to find me, but she'll try.

If she want to find you.

She is Happy Jack sister-in-law, no?

Maybe she tell him about bounty.

Maybe they share.

Well, not everyone's like you.

Like me?

You think you know Chao, hm?

I know enough.

I know you'd sell your own child
if you could turn a profit.

And you'd do just about anything
to anyone for the right price.

Such a simple point of view.

Like a stupid child.

Money important, sure.

But money is easy.

Deal is what matter.

Deal is everything.

We shake hand

now you not white, I not Chinese.

Now we are partner.

You don't like me? So what?

Want to kill me?

Don't matter because we have deal.

Right deal turn slave into man.

Turn man into...

American.

Enough money.

Make any deal, become anyone.

Pretty picture.

All I see...

is a man who has no loyalties

who has no one,
stands for nothing.

You like to think
that makes you smart.

In my mind,
that makes you a coward.

No. That make me free.

And how's that working out?

He's been missing for two nights now.

It's not like him to stay out
without telling me.

A man gets his fill of home.

His eye tends to wander.

It was only a matter of time.

Richard's not the wandering kind.

He wandered into here, didn't he?

Looking for his drugs.

Just tell me you didn't have
anything to do with this.

I told your idiot cop

that he was putting you
in danger by being here.

Who knows?

Maybe he finally did
the smart thing and left

before getting the both
of you killed.

Insult him all you want.

Richard's ten times the man you are.

If I was you

I would walk out
of that door right now

before you find out the kind
of man I really am.

Them black boys came through
in the end, huh?

Worth every penny we paid 'em.

Ain't that right, Cousin Richie?

I gotta tell you, I ain't never seen
such a fancy chink before.

Fucker stinks too, huh?

What do we do with him?

Why don't we let mama decide?

Come on.

Bring him here.

I've been waiting a long time
for this day.

Oh, you got nothin' to say
to your Aunt Violet?

Nothing that would change anything.

Don't you talk down to her,
you piece of shit.

What, you still think
you're better than us, huh?

I say we put him down right now.

No.

He's gonna suffer plenty
for what he done

but not til we get back to Savannah.

We're gonna string you up
from that old oak you used to climb.

The one where I buried my boys.

Oh, so it's a family reunion then.

What do you know about family?

Your mama lost two sons in the war

God rest their souls.

But I reckon
you broke her heart worst of all.

Killing your own kin.

And for what?

Some doe-eyed coon

spread her legs for the first
white man to come along?

Chain him up in the wagon.

We got a long ride ahead.

Mama, what about the chink?

Bring him with.

Strong back
like his will come in handy.

You look put off, Mr. Leary.

There's nothing but starched shirts
and puckered assholes.

I don't belong here.

You are the face
of San Francisco labor

and like it or not,
these are the men who control it.

They need to know who you are.

It's a fucking party.

That's right.

So grab a drink and get comfortable.

Whiskey.

Which kind would you like, sir?

Do I look like I care?

He'll have the 18 year.

Fucking hell.

Another one of those.

Fill the fucking glass up this time.

You chinks are looking
for work, don't bother.

We're full up.

You get a lot of chinks in suits
who wanna dig holes for you?

What is this?

Yeah. Go tell the Krugers
Father Jun is here to see them.

Father who?

Father Jun.

From the Hop Wei tong.

They know him.

Maybe that's true

Father-Jun-from-the-Hip-
whatever-the-fuck

but see, I need to know
what this is about.

The brothers are busy.

They'll make time.

It's greed.
Plain and fucking simple.

And if we don't pass laws
to protect the workingmen

they'll grind us up
til there's nothing left.

What did I tell you, William?

If you can abide
a little rough language

my friend Mr. Leary has
some compelling ideas

- about the future of American labor.
- Indeed.

I can't say I've ever considered
the issue from that perspective.

That's because you never had
to work for your money.

You was born right on top of it.

If you'll excuse us for a moment.

Careful not
to bite the hand that feeds.

A fucker like that needs
to feel the teeth.

You're not wrong.

And you certainly made an impression.

But you have to understand

the wealthy are just
like everyone else.

They operate outta self-interest.

And they won't take you seriously
until you're equipped to either

give them something they want

or take away something
they can't bear to lose.

Let me show you.

The money is perfect.

You won't have
any problem passing it off.

It's so fine and pretty, huh?

Like a... like a little tiny sparrow.

If the money is so good,
then why not spend it yourselves?

Well, there's a lot of heat
on us right now

so it's safer outside the city.

Papa used to own a shipping business.

Had a lot of dealing
with Father Jun back in the day.

And when I was a boy,
he used to scare the piss outta me.

It was that... that eye.

He also killed my dog.

Did he tell you?

My hound, Cecil.

He didn't mention it.

Oh, you must ask him about it.

I will.

- You mean right now?
- Oh, yeah.

Okay.

Cecil.

So he didn't kill your dog?

Oh, yes, he did. With a hatchet.

That creature
was a demon shit, huh?

Twenty-five cents on the dollar.

Four to one and you have a deal.

Four to one.

Deal.

Wunderbar.

(German) Let's go!

Well, thank you.
Thank you very much.

Lovely to see you.

Enjoy the party.

Douglas.

So glad you could make it.

I was happy to be invited.

Anna's grown into quite a beauty.

Thank you.

I'm afraid I haven't met your guest.

Oh, this is Dylan Leary.

He represents the Workingmen's Party.

Mr. Leary. Of course.

Quite a feat you've pulled off,
organizing Irish labor.

Well, men will always come together
under the threat of a common enemy.

You're speaking about the Chinese.

A lot more than I want to be.

Mr. Leary and I share some concerns
about the future of the city.

We'd love to bend your ear,
if you're not too busy.

This is my daughter's
engagement party, gentlemen.

If you wanna discuss politics

we can schedule something
for next week.

Arthur seems like a fine young man.

Yes.

We're quite pleased.

With an even finer pedigree.

Did you know he's the heir
to the Newhouse Shipping fortune?

I did not.

No doubt Mr. Thayer worked very hard
to make this marriage happen.

Of course,
the whole thing would fall apart

if the family found out
that Anna is damaged goods.

That's outrageous.

I don't know what kind of game

- you're playing at, but...
- The way I hear it, she had a fling

with one of the servants

some dago without a pot to piss in,
and found herself in the family way.

Now, this wasn't the kinda future
that Franklyn here had in mind

for his precious little girl.

So he raised the boy as his own

sparing Anna the public humiliation

and, of course,
protecting her value as a bride.

What the hell do you want?

I want you to think about
what's best for your family.

If you have that kinda dirt on Thayer

why not use it
after he wins the election?

You'd own him.

Because, at heart,
Thayer is an honest man.

And I have absolutely no use
for an honest mayor.

- Thank you.
- (German) Please.

Quite an operation you got here.

I accept your compliment.

We employ more than
600 Chinese on our claim.

They work for scraps,
and we get rich.

The American dream, yes?

For someone.

Why a church?

Well, because nobody was using it.

You see, the Spaniards, they came
to convert the savages, but...

See, the Spanish,
they came to convert the savages.

But the savages didn't want
their God.

So they took their scalps instead.

And then the Mexicans,
they killed the savages

and the Mormons killed the Mexicans.

So much blood spilled
in the name of God, huh?

And then we discovered silver.

And once, where there was God

now there's commerce.

You like pussy, yes?

Yeah.

We like pussy.

Then you must stay the night, eh?

Eat, drink, fuck our women, huh?

We finish business in
the morning. Good?

Sure.

Good. Very good. Fantastisch.

Those crazy fucking Krauts.

I didn't know if they were
gonna shoot us or eat us.

Neither would have surprised me.

To...

Cecil.

- That fucking dog.
- To Cecil.

(German) Do I have to fuck
all three of them?

Valentina wants to know

if she's supposed to
fuck all of you or what?

Just him.

- Is she all they got?
- What? She not enough?

Fuck you. She might kill me.

But what a way to die.

I'll wait if you want a go, too.

I'm good.

Yeah, I guess you're getting

all the sticky you need
from our printer.

We'll talk about
your shitty judgment later.

If I survive.

I imagine this must be hard for you.

Having me back.

If he's happy, I'm happy.

I'm not sure he is.

Though, to be honest,
I don't think he ever has been.

Young Jun came into this world full
of piss and vinegar

and he'll probably leave it
the same way.

He needs people around him
he can trust.

Right now, he's not sure who that is.

He's got his brothers.

That hasn't changed.

It's no secret I never liked you,
Ah Sahm.

Yeah.

But maybe that's because
I didn't understand you.

And now you do?

Better than I used to.

Being torn between blood and duty,
that's a hard way to live.

Not as hard as you think.

Mai Ling tried to have me diced,
remember?

And now we're doing
business with her.

Point is, blood is messy.

I think you care about my son,
but you're unsettled.

And a man in chaos

is chaos first.

Chaos?

Is that how you see me?

It's nothing personal.

I was once the same way.

And what changed?

I grew the fuck up.

That good, huh?

I can't feel my body.

Tell the bartender
to bring another bottle.

I think it's time I turned in.

I'll see you two in the morning.

Night, Dad.

Night.

Tell me everything.

No bullshit, man. That girl?

She was like...

I'm not a religious person
or anything

but I'm pretty damn sure
that was a...

spiritual experience.

Know what I mean?

I really don't.

Oh, fuck, fuck.

- Why aren't you talking?
- Oh, I think she cracked a rib.

Hey.

I was an asshole before.

You could've let me
get on that boat

but you didn't.

Yeah, well.

What the fuck is that?

You hear that?

Harder!

Harder! Beat him!

Harder!

Careful!

- You stupid ass.
- Hey!

What the hell's going on?

This is a private matter I'm afraid.

Oh yeah? Well, it doesn't look
fucking private to me.

This half-breed stole scrip
from the general store

and must be taught a lesson.

Well, I think he got the message.

Are we going to have a problem?

It's up to you.

What is this?
(German) What's going on?

What is happening?

Mein herren, I think
we should all just relax, yes?

I am really, really sorry
that you had to see this.

But larceny is rampant here.

And my brother is what you call...

Ein stickler.

Ein stickler for the rules.

Stickler, huh?

Perhaps you would like to go
to sleep now.

Yes?

Tomorrow, we'll make a shit ton
of money together.

Hop away.

The fuck was that?

Yeah.

She's stuck good.

I'll have to dig her out.

Why should we break our backs?

Chinese are known
for their digging skills.

In't that right, big boy?

Hey, come on. Start digging.

Listen, cocksucker.

You better make yourself useful,
or I'm gonna bury you

in these here woods.

I said get to work!

Well, goddamn.

It looks like this one's got
a history of bad behavior.

Maybe a few more licks will
smarten him up.

Oh, you gonna wish
you played nice, chink...

I will cut your fucking teeth
out one by one!

Stop.

Seems like you got a bleeding heart
for everyone but your own kind.

You've never been my kind.

Well, go on. Hit him again.

Oh, goddamn it, Carter!
Shoot his ass!

String him up.
Keep your eye on him.

Yeah.

Any sign?

What are you looking at?

I hate seeing you swept up
in all this.

You were always
such a good boy, Carter.

Always...

Always smiling,
ever since you were knee high.

I ain't a boy anymore.

No.

I guess it has been a while.

You know, I...

I still remember teaching you
how to swim?

You know, when you were six
or seven out at Crawford's ranch?

- You remember that?
- You need to stop talking to me.

And you were holding on
to my shoulder

like your life depended on it

and you had this...

terrified look in your eye,
kinda like...

- kinda like you do now.
- Shut up.

I'm warning you.

But after a few minutes, you realized

you weren't gonna drown.

You were strong enough
to swim on your own.

And you spent the rest of the day
chasing mudpuppies and...

I don't think
I'd ever seen you so happy.

You were never

ever like your brothers.

You were smarter, kinder.

I always figured you'd leave home,
get away from all this.

Yeah, me too.

And then you went
and killed my brothers

and I had no choice, did I?

I had to stay to help Mom and Bo.

I'm sorry, Carter. I...

You know,
I never meant to hurt them.

It haunts me every day

and I know
I'll have to answer for it.

But whether I live or die, you...

you have to get away from here.

Get away from her

before she turns you
into something you're not.

What the hell's going on here?

Nothing, ma.

He was just running his mouth.

My boys know who they are.
They don't turn on family.

Damn right.

- Where's the Chinaman?
- Oh, that fucker got away.

Don't matter.
We got bigger fish to fry.

Fix the wagon.

- Well...
- Now, damn it.

In the meantime,
why don't you show your cousin

who you are.

A soft heart won't do you
no favors in this world.

Pleasure as always,
Father Jun of the Hop Wei tong.

Come back in four weeks,
we do it again, yeah?

Four week.

We come.

(German) Yellow dog!

The good stuff, for the good stuff.

- Zum Wohl!
- Gon bui!

Those twisted fucks came through.

And you thought it was too risky.

Okay, go ahead, gloat.
You deserve it.

Damn right, I do.

We all do.

What the hell's going on?

Ah Sahm.

We got the silver.

Let's just get the fuck out of here.

No! No!

Oh, my baby.

This is our fault.

Bullshit.

We don't know what happened.

They wanted us to see him.

To see if we'd do
a fucking thing about it.

I'm sorry.

He didn't steal anything.
He was a good boy.

Don't be stupid.

This place is our meal ticket.

You go back in there
and the deal is dead. You get me?

This is not your fight!

Yes, it is.

Fuck.

Wait up, man!

Stupid fucking onions.

Could've been so easy, Hop Wei.

All you had to do was scurry back
to your little hole!

Now we are in conflict, yes?

(German) Fuck you!

You bastards!

You should know, Hop Wei.

The boy died like my Cecil.

Whimpering and lost.

Wondering why
Gott had abandoned him.

But in his final moments, he realized

he learned what we all must,
eventually.

There is no Gott.

Fuck.

I'm gonna fucking blow...

We good in there?

We're good.

Holy shit.

Where'd you learn to
shoot like that?

It's a fucking shotgun.

You pick it up and pull the trigger.

Dad!

Fuck! Fucking Kraut clipped me.

He needs a healer.

I'm... I'm fine.

No, you're not.

Trust me, I've seen worse.

We need to get away
before more men come.

- We can find a healer on the way.
- No.

Get me back to Chinatown.

Come on.

You took my sons from me.

Cut them down in cold blood,
like it was nothing.

Losing a child is like losing a limb.

The pain never dulls, it just grows.

Like, the... the roots of a weed
til it chokes out everything else.

You ain't done losing them.

What did you say?

It's only a matter of time.

Sure, I shot your boys

and that's on me, but it was you

who put them in the firing line.

And when it happens to
Bo and Carter

it'll be you
who puts them there too.

Son of a bitch.

Time to end this once and for all.

I don't want your blood
poisoning the ground

where I laid my sons to rest.

Better you die right here

and rot in the sun
like the dog you are.

Down!

You came back.

I needed horse.

Carter.

Carter, put the gun down.

And what?

Let you do me like you done them?

You put the gun down

you can walk away.

- I promise you that.
- No...