All language subtitles for Into.the.Badlands.S02E02

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

(CHILDREN YELLING)

(ALARM RINGS)

(CHUCKLES)

You! You.

You beat Mouse,

you will be my new champion.

(LAUGHS)

Who knows, uh, may even

get you laid
once in a moon.

(CHUCKLES)

Not a bad offer, is it?

I don't kill
for others anymore.

Oh!

(CHUCKLES) A killer
with principles.

(BAJIE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

Hey, (STUTTERS)
what's the big idea?

Well, I thought that given
your considerable talent,

it's only fair that
I even out the odds.

This was not part of our deal.

And I've been thinking,

what am I gonna do
with a rat...

Who rats out his friend?

(CHUCKLES) You two...

You... You're gonna live
or die together. (CHUCKLING)

Unbelievable. You don't know
who to trust these days, huh?

Give me one good reason why
I don't kill you right now.

'Cause it is gonna be
a lot harder to win

chained to a corpse.

(EXCITED YELLING)

(GROANS)

(MOUSE YELLS EXCITEDLY)

(YELLS) Mouse! Mouse!

Mouse! Mouse!

(CHANTING) Mouse! Mouse!

(MOUSE YELLS)

(SCREAMS)

(MOUSE GRUNTING)

(YELLS EXCITEDLY)

(GRUNTING)

(DISMISSIVE GRUNT)

You're gonna get us
both killed.

No, he is!

(ENGINEER SHOUTING TAUNT)

Break them like...

(MOUSE YELLS)

If you wanna get out of here,
take the stairs,

it's the only way!

Come on, run!

That was my idea
in the first place!

(CROWD GROANS)

Get off your big fat ass
and get 'em!

(BAJIE PANTING)

Next time, I am gonna plan
the escape, all right?

Uh...

BAJIE: Hey, hey!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Arghh!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

Go! Come on, go, go!

ENGINEER: Move!
Move your asses!

Mouse!
Don't let 'em get away!

(GRUNTS)

Mouse!

(GROANING)

ENGINEER:
You're my champion, Mouse!

Come on,
the almighty, come on!

Come on!

(SCREAMS)

No!

Stop! Stop! No!

Let's go.

ENGINEER: (LAUGHS) Hey!

I'm gonna find you!

ENGINEER: You can't
run away from me, you know!

(LOUD SPLASH)

BAJIE: Welcome to the
outlying territories.

I never thought I'd live
to see grass again.

I don't remember freedom
looking quite this green.

(PANTS) It's not all bad.

Feel free to join
the conversation.

Suit yourself. (PANTS)

(WATER RUNNING)

(CHUCKLES) Nice try,
Tinker Bell.

I almost had you
this time.

You almost had shit.

I heard your footsteps
30 paces away.

(KISSES)
(GRUNTS)

You know, back when I
was Regent,

I could sneak up
on my own shadow.

-(SCOFFS)
-So they said.

Yeah, sure.

And you could kill
a man with your fingertips,

and balance on the tip
of your sword.

And, you could dance.

And I knew how
to keep my mouth shut,

and how to follow orders.

TILDA:
What's your problem?

I heard about your little
humanitarian crusade,

and how
you massacred

a bunch of
defenseless Clippers.

He deserted my mother,

tortured and abused her,
that's on those Dolls.

Well, I'll try not
to lose any sleep

over a couple
of damn wick-slickers.

The Widow gave those men
a pass, and you went rogue.

A Regent

who can't follow orders
gets her people killed.

I do these things because I
believe they're right.

I'm not a mindless,
killing machine.

I'm not looking for
a mindless killing machine,

I'm looking for
a cold killing machine.

We're at war!

Do you know what made
Sunny such a good Regent?

The best Regent
in the Badlands?

Not the hash marks
on his back.

It's 'cause he put
his emotions in a box

and he locked it up tight...

(SIGHS) Until he
didn't anymore.

The day he let somebody
get under his skin,

that's when things started
going straight to hell.

(EXHALES)

Still no word
from the River King?

Nah, Sunny's probably
in his grave somewhere,

or else, (SAD CHUCKLE)
somewhere worse.

Never found out what happened
to M.K. that night either.

I know that, most likely,
he's dead, too, but...

I like to think
that he made it out,

that he's somewhere safe now.

(GROANS)
For people like us,

there's nowhere that's safe.

If you wanna stay Regent
for long,

or even if you just
wanna stay alive,

you best keep that in mind.

Our spiritual path is
one of transformation.

Youth grows into wisdom,

and pride becomes devotion.

Yes,

two souls join together

as one.

So long as these totems
remain whole,

then so will the love

you pledge today,

no matter what
the gods have in store.

(ALL CHUCKLING)

LYDIA: Duties. (CHUCKLES)

PENRITH:
So proud of you.

(CHATTERING)

LYDIA: Thank you.
PENRITH: Yeah.

Friends. Friends.

To Reese and Hera.

May your days be blessed
with peace.

And your nights with lust!

(ALL LAUGHING)

I also want to thank you,

all of you,

for welcoming me
back into your grace.

These past few months
have been

the happiest I can remember
in a very long time.

You saved me.

-Yeah.
-Hear, hear.

We didn't save you...

The gods did.

To the gods!

To the gods!

TOTEMISTS: To the gods!

(ALL GASP)

NOMAD: What's this?

A wedding

in our own backyard.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

And we weren't invited.

Come here, sweetheart.

(WHIMPERS)

Leave her alone!

(GASPS)

(GRUNTING)

Going somewhere, sweetheart?

(PANTING) Yeah!

(PANTS)

I told you, these people
make it almost too easy.

Come on, peaches.

Don't worry,
we'll bring you back.

Just gonna borrow you
for a couple of hours.

What're you looking
at, old man?

(PANTING)

I told you,

do not look at me like that!

Or I'll cut your throat,
do you hear me?

(GROANS)

(GRUNTING)

Bitch!

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Come on! Do it!

Go on, you bitch!

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(CHOKING)

(GRUNTING)

-(KNIFE SLASHES)
-Argh!

(GURGLING)

(PANTING)

(PANTING)

Did they hurt you?

Who are you
to spill blood

in our name?

(PANTING) But they
would've killed you.

So be it.

Killing is a privilege
left only to the gods.

(QUIVERING)

(GASPS)

(M.K. BREATHING HEAVILY)

MASTER: Come.

(DOOR CLOSES)

What is this place?

Inside every man,
lives a legion,

a thousand versions
of himself.

One of them is blocking
your path forward.

What do you mean?

(CHUCKLES) M.K.,

your gift is the most powerful
I've seen in a long time.

But you're letting
someone else control it.

And tonight,
you will discover

who that person is.

See, these mirrors

show you everything
you've ever done.

Memories so dark,
your mind has buried them.

Are you prepared
to face them?

Yes.

Good.

Now, breathe.

(EXHALES)

(GASPS)

(FRIGHTENED GASP)

(GASPING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BREATHING UNEVENLY)

(GASPS)

You shouldn't be here.

What happened
to these people?

(PANTING)

We are what happened.

No! No! No!

(GASPING IN PAIN)

(PANTING)

Welcome back.

(PANTING)

(SHAKY BREATH) I killed them.

All those people.

We were in the cargo hold
of a ship being transported.

Wasn't your fault.

Then whose was it?

The one who takes control.

Your dark self.

Please, you need to eat.

(CHINA SHATTERING)

Why would you make me
remember that?

Because...

You need to know your enemy

before you have any hope
of defeating him.

The next step is to face him.

What, do you mean
go back in there?

This is your gift,

it's not his.

No way.

I'm not going
through that again.

Then you will never
be ready to leave.

Do you really think that door,

or any other,
leads to freedom?

Unless you master your past,
you will always be a slave.

(BIRD CAWING)

QUINN: Loyalty

is more than a virtue,
it, it's a religion.

And every one of you
is an instrument

of its divine retribution.

For all you who remained

by my side after
the Fort was taken,

I promise something
far greater than any reward,

I promise you redemption.

Well, that's quite
the prize, Declan.

Thank you, Baron.

Who made the kill?

-I did.
-Ah, Gabriel.

This your first kill,
wasn't it?

Yes, Baron.

How did it feel?

-Hmm?
-Easy.

Next time you wet your blade,
it'll be with a man's blood.

Carve it up.
Make everything ready.

Tonight, we have much
to celebrate.

(BABY CRYING)

Spider's silk.

Those curtains cost more

than an entire shipment
of opium.

Hello, Ryder.

Well, you look
like your father.

You look like you
survived quite the battle.

Uh, can we bring some food,

some wine from the kitchen?

I'm fine, really.

Please,

I insist.

What brings you
all the way here?

It's the Nomads,
they raided us.

Quinn always kept
my father's people protected.

And now you need
my protection.

You're my mother.

Of course I'll help you.

The gods will
bless you for this.

Oh, you know I'm not
the religious type.

Yeah,
but your Cogs are.

Almost half of them worship
the same gods we do.

Showing you're a friend
to the Totemists

will help pacify
your own workers.

And who says
they're not already?

News travels slower
out in the wilds,

but even I've heard
the stories...

Cogs abandoning
your poppy fields

to go work for The Widow?

I'm handling The Widow.

But that's not
what people think.

Remember what
I taught you,

you have to either
make them

love you, or fear you.

Perhaps I could help.

Teach you to think
more like a Baron.

Well, I am a Baron!

And I am a damn good one.

I don't need anyone's help,

especially yours.

(SIGHS) Such ingratitude

and arrogance.

Arrogance?

Last time
I saw you, Mother,

you told me I wouldn't
last a month without you.

Let's see
if your Totemists

can last that long
without me.

One of my Cogs
will see you out.

(SIGHS)

BAJIE: Slow down.
Stop pulling!

-Come on.
-All right!

Hey, you did all right
back there.

In fact, I tell you what.
We're a pretty good team,

like thunder and lightning,
hammer and nails.

More like ball and chain.

I'm sorry, is that
Clipper humor?

Very droll.

Maybe you should stick
to punching people.

Do you ever stop talking?

(SHUSHING)

-What?
-Shut up.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CLICKS TONGUE)

BAJIE: Shh!

(GRUNTING)

Oh. Oh, it's nipping.

(BAJIE PANTING)

Huh? Not so smug now,
are you? Huh?

(GRUNTS) Look at that monster.

(CHUCKLES)

Wait, wait, wait. (STUTTERS)
You're not thinking...

Yeah! Eating it?
Absolutely.

Rub him well with garlic,

roast it
over heather wood...

That is
lip-smacking heaven.

Look at that, come on.

Oh, I think this one
is pregnant. Delicious.

(ALL GRUNTING)

Tate ran away.

Do you think they'll find him?

They always do.

So?

What's it like?

What?

I've been at this monastery

since I was 11,

and I've never seen the Master
take on a novice before.

What's the worst thing
you've ever done?

Now imagine that reflecting
back at you

a thousand times over.

M.K., whatever happened...

I killed people.

Good people.

We all have.

I'm ready to go back.

And face the mirrors?

To face myself.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

WOMAN'S VOICE: M.K.!

Mom?

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

I warned you.

You shouldn't be here.

WOMAN'S VOICE: M.K.!

(GASPS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

WOMAN'S VOICE: M.K.?

(PANTING) Hang on, I'm coming!

WOMAN'S VOICE: M.K.!

Go back.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

Where's my mother?

(PAINED GRUNT)

(IMPACT GRUNTING)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(GASPS)

(SHUSHING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

* From the poppy-bole

* For you I stole

* For you I stole

* A little lovely dream

Enjoying your duties?

You're released.

How's our little conqueror?

(CHUCKLES) All ready
for his baptism tonight?

He still needs fresh air
and sunlight.

If I could just take him out
for a little while...

Well, I wish that
were possible.

(BABY WHIMPERING)

Please, Quinn.

You can't keep us
here forever.

Why, you make it sound
like you're a prisoner.

Veil, be sensible,

we both know how dangerous
it is for you out there.

Sunny left behind
so many enemies,

perturbs me to think

what might happen if one ever
got their hands on his child.

It's time for his nap.

(BABY CRYING)

Of course. Hmm.

Sweet dreams, my prince.

That boy is lucky
to have you, Veil.

We both are.

Some evenings I,
I lie awake, thinking

what might have become of me

if you hadn't found me that
night Sunny abandoned you.

Sunny didn't abandon me.

Then he must be dead.

That's the only explanation.

Please, Veil,

without each other,
we'd both be dead, too.

I, I owe you my life
for sewing me back up.

All I want is
to return the favor.

I got a feeling this child
is destined for great things.

Have you chosen a name?

Henry.

Yes, that's a fine choice.

After my father.

Your father was
an honorable man.

Well, it's too bad he'll never
get to meet his grandson.

I'm sure the boy
will live up to his name.

I'll find a way
to bring Henry sunlight.

You have my word.

(GRUNTS)

Why don't you try
hitting it harder?

What? Why are you mad at me?

You're the one who was going
to leave me there to rot.

Maybe it's true
what they say about Clippers.

No conscience,
no heart, no honor.

I'm not a Clipper anymore.

Mmm. What are you then?

(GRUNTS)

Why don't you try
a different rock?

-I don't see you helping.
-Of course I'm helping.

Not gonna get anywhere
on an empty stomach, are we?

How you planning on finding
this woman of yours anyway?

If she's anywhere,
she's in the Badlands.

Ah, then you're in luck.

'Cause I'm going
that way myself.

Seriously. Got a bit
of unfinished business there.

What kind of business?

(SCOFFS) What, so you get to
be all mysterious and silent

and I've got to give you
my personal soliloquy? Nah.

Just get back to your rat.
I don't need your help.

Oh, really?

(SUNNY GRUNTS)

You got any idea
where you are?

(GRUNTS)

Huh? Could be
outlying territories.

(SPITS) Makes the Badlands

look like
the goddamn greatlands.

Trying to get
out of here alone

is just useless

as smashing a chain
with a rock.

There, that's better.

I told you we'd never
get anywhere

on an empty stomach.

Oh, you want my help now, huh?

Push it. There!

You're welcome.

Oh, where you headed?

North! I'll hit
the Badlands eventually.

(SIGHS)

All right. Fine!

Talked me into it.

This is the last time
I'm helping you out.

SUNNY:
Stop following me!

Why do you always
walk uphill?

(INDISTINCT CHANTING)

A hundred years ago,

it was the custom
for every Baron's child

to be baptized in blood.

But we've lost our way
since then.

Forgotten the traditions that

first forged the Badlands
out of chaos.

Why, I myself neglected
this hallowed rite

when my own son was born.

And he repaid my omission

with a lifetime of failure
and betrayals.

Tonight,

fate has offered me
a second chance.

An opportunity
to set things right.

Tonight,

we bless the Badlands'
newest heir.

Isn't he a beautiful child?

Yes, Baron.

And his mother, too?

Hmm?

Now, don't be shy.
I saw you

watching her
as she suckled the child.

Seems you can't keep
your eyes to yourself, hmm?

(GRUNTING)

(GASPS)

You should know,
this woman saved my life.

That means
she saved yours, too.

All of you!

And this is what happens

to anyone who ever

disrespects her or the child.

(INDISTINCT MURMURING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Henry.

LOYALISTS: (CHANTING) Henry!
Henry! Henry!

(GRUNTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Better.

You're still holding back.

Just received word.

Ryder's called all the other
Barons to a conclave.

(SIGHS) What's a conclave?

Something weak Barons call for

when they haven't got
the stomach for battle.

There hasn't been
a conclave called in,

well, over a decade.

Were you expecting it?

(SIGHS)

I knew it was a card
he might play.

It's a dangerous card for us.

If Ryder manages
to persuade the other Barons

that your attack
on the oil fields

was a violation
of the foundation treaty,

every Clipper in the Badlands

will be crashing
through our walls.

Not if we kill 'em first.

All those Barons
under one roof.

You wanna start a fire,
you need to control the burn.

Otherwise, we all go up
in an inferno.

Tilda, can you
leave us, please?

(SIGHS) What do you suggest?

(INHALES SHARPLY)

I suggest you attend the
conclave and make your case.

Politics? Not really my style.

Politics is war
by other means.

You just said it yourself
the other Barons,

they have no stomach
for a battle.

Nah, they'll wanna avoid
bloodshed if at all possible.

Those Barons are the people
responsible for the system

I'm trying to break.

I want you to try diplomacy

because it's your only card.

Frankly, we just don't
have the resources

to fight off another attack

if they all come
at us together.

So, if we go back there,

and they decide that the best
thing for the Badlands

is to slit my throat...

Well, that being the case,

I suggest we draw swords
and kill 'em all.

Well, here. Come on.

(CHUCKLES)

We're here.
What do you think?

(QUINN CHUCKLES)

I promised you
the sun. (CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

* One poppy-bole

* For you I stole

* For you I stole...

BAJIE: (PANTING) All right,
listen, final offer.

Do you want my help?

(BREATHES HEAVILY) Fine.

Offer withdrawn.

Good luck getting
into the Badlands.

I'd like to see you fight
your way through that.

How did the Barons ever
build something like this?

Barons didn't build this.

It was built long before those
smug bastards came along.

Runs the entire land
of the Badlands.

Why didn't you tell me?

Well, I thought
you knew everything.

There has to be
some way through.

Yeah, maybe.

Maybe.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)