All language subtitles for Into.the.Badlands.S02E03

You better get
used to this.

In the Territories
everything's barren
and windswept.

Barren and
windswept beaches,

barren and
windswept mountains,

barren and windswept...
You know,
if you talked less,

maybe you could walk faster.

(SCOFFS)

Where are we anyway?

Where?

We're, uh...

You have no idea,
do you?

(LAUGHS) What?

Yeah, I have an idea.

What happened to,
"I know where
I'm going, Sunny.

"You don't need a map, Sunny.
I am the map, Sunny."

I know exactly
where we are.

Oh, not exactly.
"Approximately."

But I know
where we're going.

You said you knew
a shortcut through the Wall.
I did, yeah.

Well, what I meant was
I know a smuggler

who knows a shortcut
through the Wall.

A smuggler!
That's reassuring.

Yeah, he's a friend
of mine. Named Nos.

He's got
his own secret tunnels.

Now, the problem is,
we're gonna need
something to trade,

and right now we've got
a whole lot of nothin'.
(SIGHS)

But you know what, hey!

It'll be fine.

Something will turn up.

It always does.
I'm resourceful
that way.

Come on, keep up.

(MAN WHISTLING)

(WHISTLING)

(CLINKING)

It's a lovely day,
isn't it?

I call this
fishing weather.

Catch anything?
No! Not yet.

But, hey, I'm hopeful.

Look, we don't want
any trouble.

Then you shouldn't have
brought them with you.

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

(GAGGING)

MAN: There's a hefty bounty
on your heads

ever since you escaped
the mines.

Every Stalker with
a rusty blade is after you.

Including these
low-life mongrels.

They're not with you?

MAN: Hell, no.
I don't run with a pack.

Oh, sorry.

(SHOUTING)

(ALL GRUNTING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(BOTH GROANING)

(CHOKING)

(GRUNTS)

There'll be more.

Come with me.

Live or die.
It's your choice.

Hey, wait for me!

Hey!

Hey.

We gotta ditch
this guy.

He just saved our asses.

Yeah, so he can
gain our trust.

And why would he do that?

So he can lop off our heads
and collect the bounty.

Ah, shit!

He's a Clipper.

Maybe even a better Clipper
than you judging
by all them kill tats.

But then, you knew
that already, right?

(LAUGHS) That's why
you trust him.

What if his Baron has
sent him to get you?

All the way out here?

The only Baron who'd care
is mine and I killed him
already, remember?

Yeah.

Still, I don't like him.

Let's move.

(GRUNTING)

(EXCLAIMS)

(PANTING)

Hello?

Is anybody here?

MASTER: You should be
in the mess hall.

I need to know
what happened to my mother.

You won't be returning
to the Mirror Chamber
anytime soon.

But why? You just...
Because last time
you lost control.

First you must learn
to stop fighting yourself.

The consequences
could be deadly.

And not just for you.

It's a long road, M.K.,

don't look for shortcuts.

(SIGHS)

Ryder called the conclave,

and as
the "aggrieved party,"
he gets to host it.

Aggrieved?

He should be thankful
he's alive.

(CHUCKLES) Maybe.

Still, it's a hell of
a smart play.

And we have to walk into
this lion's den unarmed.

Rules are each Baron brings
one second and no weapons.

Ryder's Clippers are
there strictly
to patrol the perimeter

just in case
a Nomad feels ambitious.

So, six Barons.

Means I need
at least two to back me.

It means you need
to start winning some hearts
and minds at the reception.

On your side.

Ryder maybe
running this show,

but odds are not everybody's
happy about him scarfing up
Jacobee's territory.

And on his side?

They all hate you.
Face it.

"The Widow." Not exactly
a term of endearment.

Have you made
the other preparations
that we discussed?

TILDA: Everything's
in place.

I'm glad
I'll be there with you.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Can you leave us, please?

I'm taking Waldo
to the conclave .

I want you to stay
and guard the Sanctuary.

As Regent, it's...
It's my duty
to protect you.

I can't stay behind.

(COUGHS) Look, you got
a few kills under your belt,
but so what?

How many battles
have you been in?

How many Barons
have you met?

No, no,
Madame Butterfly here,

she needs more
than a fighter at her side
during the conclave.

She needs a strategist.

Now, I know all the players,
and I know how to play.

Also, I know
how to follow orders.

Hmm.

If these are
Mother's wishes then,
of course, I'll obey them.

If anything happens to her,

I'm holding you responsible.

Well, no need
for threats, Tinker Bell.

If things go south,
hell, I'll be dead, too.

I couldn't have gotten
this far without you.

Together we have
a lot further to go.

I want you to hold on
to these for me.

I can't bring them.

You're in charge
until I return.

And if I don't,

blow up the oilfields before
they fall into enemy hands.

(RECORD SCRATCHING)

"And the old man said,
'Three more guesses.'

And the princess replied,
'Is your name Henry?'

'No,' answered he.

'Is your name Jack?'

'No,' answered he.

'Then perhaps your name
is Rumpelstiltskin.'"

(LAUGHING)

Are you ready to do
your X-ray?

(SOFTLY) It's time.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Mmm.

Okay.

That should do it.

Mmm...

Why do I always feel
like asking you to take
a little off the top?

You'd trust me
with scissors?

I already trust you
with my life.

But you're right,
a good haircut is
a riskier proposition.

Lydia always insisted
on cutting mine herself.

Regrets?

(EXHALES) For turning her out
with nothing but the clothes
on her back?

I was duped into thinking
she tried to kill
my lovely young bride

who has since taken up
with my son.

I should've seen Jade
for the opportunist she was.

Sorry. I didn't know.

Trust

is such
a delicate thing, Veil,

so easily clouded
by love, or hate.

I was wondering, um...

All this training.

What, what is it that
your men are preparing for?

(BABY COOING)
Let's just say

we all pay for
our sins, eventually.

Except for those of us
who are still pure,
ain't that right, Henry?

Well, this will take
a little while to develop.

I'll bring you the results.

I'll wait here this time,

if you don't mind.

Mmm. (CHUCKLING)

Your mother saved my life.

Twice.

Once from a sword wound
right here,

and the other from
a malady in my head. (LAUGHS)

She makes me drink
these foul concoctions,

but they have banished
my headaches.

QUINN: How are we
doing in there?

Almost done.

(SIGHS)

Mmm...

There.

No change
from last month.

Oh! You're a worker
of wonders.

I swear, I feel
ten years younger.

Let's keep it that way.

Yeah, you see
what I mean, Henry?

Oh!

Yeah. You stick to milk.

This is my recommendation.

I'll see you at dinner?
Yeah.

Mmm.
(HENRY COOING)

Your friend
doesn't talk much.

No.

He prefers
punching people,

when he's not slicing
and dicing them up.

Ooh!

Is that true?

You prefer
fighting to talking?

My mentor once told me
of a legendary Clipper,

a Regent
who left the Badlands,
never to be heard of again.

His name was Nathaniel.

Nathaniel Moon.

Seems I heard that name.

Yeah, me too.

They call him "Silver Moon."

They say
he prowls the Territories,
hunting for fugitives.

Don't believe the whispers,
my friend.

Sure, I bring in
the odd runner now and then.

But I'm not out here
for your bounties.

See, back in the Badlands,
we would kill each other
for our Barons.

But out here, out here
I like to think of us as, uh,

brothers, not enemies.

Why'd you leave?

What were you looking for?

Peace, I guess.

Doesn't matter
how brutal the world is,

if you kill enough,
it hollows you out.

I guess, I wanted to see
if I could make myself
whole again,

even find some kind
of redemption.

And did you?

NATHANIEL:
I met her out here.

A warlord's daughter.

I won her in battle...
(CHUCKLES)

...and then she won me.

We had a son.

But because of them,
I was happy.

I mean, the kind
you can feel in your gut.

It's like a warm fire
going on in there.

That's how I felt
every moment.

Just looking at them.

I should've known
it couldn't last.

I used to think it would be
my Baron to come after me.

Instead, it was
the brother of a Nomad scum
that I clipped for him.

Took him years
to track me down.

Only, instead of finding me,
he found my wife and my son.

I came home,

and found their heads
on the kitchen table.

Their eyes reproaching me
like I was late for dinner.

Yeah, sure, I found it.

After that I, uh,
I slipped back
into my old ways.

I needed something
to focus on, so I started
collecting bounties.

Tell you what, Sunny.

You can run.

Far, far away.

But there's no escaping
what they turned us into.

You had a family
back there?

There's, uh...

A woman waiting for me.

She was, uh,
pregnant when I left.

She'd have had
the baby by now.

Yeah, well,
if you care for them,
don't go back.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hey, Doc, it's Edgar.
You in there?

Edgar.

Could you take
a look at my hand?

I guess I'll need
some stitches, huh?
Yeah.

You're gonna need
a whole bunch.

You know what,
Henry is sleeping.

I'll stitch you up outside.

We were on patrol,
and... (GASPS)

I tripped.

Cut myself on my own sword.

Accidents happen.

Now Declan says I can't go.

Go where?

(DOOR OPENING)

(STUTTERS) Gabriel,
what happened?

Declan!

He got caught trying
to escape through
the south tunnel.

What's Quinn gonna do to him?

Probably clip him as
an example to the others.

I wanted to be outside,
on my own,
just for a little while.

Being down here
day after day,
it's too much.

Gabriel, how can we hold
a conversation if you
won't admit the truth?

You were running away,
weren't you?

Yes, Baron.

I know why you ran.

Fear.

It's the strongest
human emotion bred
into us for one purpose,

to keep us alive.

But it can also kill us,
if we let it, hmm?

This was given to me
when I was a Colt on
the eve of my first mission.

I had to sneak in,
clip a Regent
while he slept.

But after
I climbed through
that man's window,

I was paralyzed with fear.

My fear was so potent,

it felt like
an invisible hand had thrust
a stake down through my body,

nailing me to the ground.

That Regent woke up,
he saw me,
and reached for his sword.

In that split second
I realized,
I have a choice,

I can die
a forgotten coward,

or I can live
to be celebrated
and remembered.

Before that Regent
even touched his sword,
I slit his throat.

Four of his bodyguards
stormed into the room,
I clipped them all.

To this day,
before every battle,

fear visits me,

but now I embrace it
as a friend.

It's what makes you faster,
stronger, smarter.

As long as
you control it

instead of letting it
control you.

You understand me?

Yes, Baron.

I have faith in you,
Gabriel.

Indeed, I sense
a kindred spirit,

a young man who has
the potential to grow
into a great Clipper.

Maybe the greatest Clipper
the Badlands ever known.

I'm gonna give you this
as a token of my faith.

If you can pass this test.

Prove yourself
by cutting me.

Baron, I don't think...
Stop your thinking, hmm?

Use that fear pumping
through your heart
and cut me.

Cut me.

Where?

Well, that's entirely up
to you, Gabriel.

Don't be a disappointment,
I've had too many in my life.

Go on. Cut me! Hmm?

I won't wait here forever.

Are you a Clipper
or a coward?

Show me!
(SHOUTS)

(PANTING)

How dare you?

(LAUGHING) Well done.

Well done.

(BREATHES DEEPLY) Yeah.

(SNORING)

(SNORING)

(SWORD SLICING)

(GRUNTING)

Can't sleep, huh?

Maybe it's the surroundings.

Or maybe it's the dreams.

When I can't sleep I train.

(GRUNTS)

Nine hundred
and ninety-nine kill tats.

In case
you were wondering.

What's your tally?

Four hundred and four.

That's how
they manipulate you.

The Barons.

They make it a game
out of taking men's lives.

(GRUNTS)

Nine hundred and ninety-nine
seems like an odd number.

One short of a goal that
I realized was pure vanity.

Plus, I was running
out of skin.

(SCOFFS)
The truth is,

we've killed more men
in single combat than most
Barons have in their wars.

That's not an easy burden
to deal with.

How do you deal with it?

By realizing
I'm a poor killer
by comparison.

By comparison to what?

The gods, if they exist.

They're the greatest killers
of all.

But by killing
they do us a mercy,

because it's the end of life,
not its beginning,

that defines
what it means to be alive.

(GRUNTS)

I made my peace by choosing
to live in those moments,

by making
the taking of a life

the highest expression
of my skill.

There's honor in it that way.

Not for me,

not anymore.

Maybe all I've known
is killing,

but I know
that's not all there is.

That's because
you still believe you can
have an ordinary life.

Which means

you're headed for
an ugly reckoning, too.

So that's it?

Just keep killing?

Until I run into someone
good enough to kill me.

Or someone good enough to be
worth that thousandth tattoo.

Maybe that's your decision.

But I'm not willing
to give up my chance
of a better life.

(CHUCKLES) Sunny.

Do you think
the gods get to retire?

We kill because in the end

that's what we're meant to do.

(GRUNTING)

Impressive.

(WHISTLING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

That's a melancholy
little tune.

My mother used
to sing that to me
when I was a kid.

Her entire life was
a melancholy little tune.

Our escort to
the conclave is waiting.
You ready?

Waldo.

Why are you doing this?

I already told you.

I know the players,
their strengths, their weak...
You backed me over Quinn.

But you never asked
for anything.

Not even the regency.

Why?

Being Regent...

It's not just what I did.

It's who I was.

When Quinn retired me,

I was one sorry bastard.

You bet I'm grateful
to be back in the game.

I'll tell you something,

life looks different
from down here.

From this chair.

Back when I was standing tall

I never bothered
to notice all the people
living on their knees,

all the people whose lives
are melancholy little tunes.

Those are the ones
I'm fighting for.

That's why I'm here.

Is it?

You questioning
my sincerity?

Power is a pricey doll.

You get a taste for it,
you keep coming back for more.

Somewhere along that road,

good intentions,
they get lost.

You would do well
to keep that in mind.

Did you speak
to Quinn this way?

No.

(CHUCKLES) No.

It's time.

So...

You ready to face the music?

And make them dance
to my tune.

(WOMAN CRYING DISTANTLY)
(GASPS)

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

(GRUNTING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Please. (PANTING)

I won't run away again.

I'll be good, I promise.

I know you will.

What are you gonna do to me?

We're gonna take away
the cause of your pain.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

(GROANING)

(SCREAMS)

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

Why the hell were
they torturing him?

Because Tate was a problem.

He refused to
follow the rules.

He didn't wanna be here.

That's his choice,
isn't it?

We're all a threat
outside these walls.

That's why sometimes
a novice's gift has
to be cleansed.

Cleansed?

It's the only way
to suppress the gift.

I have to figure out
what happened to my mom.

And then I'm getting
the hell out of here.

You don't wanna go
against the Master.

Or what, Ava?

What, will I be cleansed, too?

They'll catch you.

Not if you come with me.

Master is a liar.

She's just afraid of us.

You should come with me.

I can't.

You mean you won't.

(GROANING)

What?

Hey, you shaved
your beard off.
Time to get going.

You wanted to leave,
didn't you?
Yeah.

(CHUCKLES) I think your mate
might have spiked my booze.

Where is he anyway?

We've already said
our goodbyes.

Let's go.
Uh, okay.

Oh.

Oh, shit.

(SWORD SLICING)

If I don't make it
back to the Badlands,
find Veil,

I can't say for sure
where she is now.

But when you track her down,

tell her I love her.
Yeah, sure.

You wanna tell me
what's going on?

Well, in return for giving
you two shelter, Bajie.

I must now ask something
from your friend.

He wants our heads
after all.

(CHUCKLES)

Come on,
then let's do it.
No.

This is between us.

NATHANIEL: I'm not after
a bounty,

but something that means
a lot more to me than gold.

A worthy opponent.

I thought you said out here,
men like us were brothers.

I did, yes.

See it's been much too long
since I met someone
whose skill matched my own.

I want that
challenge, Sunny,

and honestly that thrill,

even if it's just
one last time.

I have no quarrel
with you, Nathaniel,

and no wish
to spill your blood.

Who the hell said anything
about spilling my blood?

See, the moment
I saw you fight,

I knew you were that
one-thousandth tattoo.

(SCREAMING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(EXCLAIMS)

(SCREAMING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

(SPITS AND COUGHS)

It looks like I'm the one
that gets to say thanks.

I guess this is what
I've been searching for.

An honorable death.

I'm not gonna be
your executioner.

I earned this death
and you deny me?

No, no, kill me, now!

(KNIFE SLICES)
(SCREAMS)

(NATHANIEL GROANS)

I couldn't let him
do it, partner.

You've got
a promise to keep.

(GROANING)

Sorry it had to be this way,

but nothing's gonna stop me
from getting to my family.

And that may be sooner
than you think.

This blade is
our ticket out of here.

I can't wait
to see Nos's face.

You'd take my sword?

Yeah, yeah I would.

You'll leave
a trail of bodies

before you make it
back to your family.

And theirs will be
the last ones.

(SHOUTING) Theirs will be
the last ones, Sunny!

(GRUNTING)

Appears we're the last
to arrive.

Good, I wouldn't have it
any other way.

(GRUNTING)

Minerva, welcome.

Waldo.

Baron.

We weren't sure
you would make it.

The other Barons
are already inside.

I hope we didn't
keep them waiting.

Not at all.

The party is just
getting started.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)