All language subtitles for The Last Ship - 1x05 - El Toro.HDTV.KILLERS.en

— Engines are running at full capacity, sir.

— Lieutenant Chung did a whale of a job while I was down.

— Indeed he did. Should be in
Costa Rica by tomorrow morning.

— Attention on deck !

— How far inland are we going, sir ?

— Carry on.

— Dr. Scott said the jungle there is relatively close

— to the shoreline.

— Should give us easy access in and out.

— Sounds good, sir.

— These gonna work for you, sir ?
— Yeah. Good work.

— Well done, men.

— Don’t exactly love the idea
of experimenting on monkeys.

— Better than humans, sir.

[ Whirring ]

— Hey, Max.
— What’s up ?

— Hey. Fancy meeting you here.

— It’s been a month since I’ve
had any spare time to exercise.

— Other than sprinting away from
the Russians in the Arctic.

[ Chuckles ]

— Yeah, heard about that.

— Pretty ballsy…

— If I do say so myself.

— Survival instinct. Nothing more.

[ Machine beeps, powers down ] [ Exhales ]

[ Weights clank ]

— Dumbbell ?

[ Chuckles ] — No.

— I think I’m done, thanks.

— How come I never see you up in the wardroom ?

— For meals ?

— Well… you might not have heard,

— but I’m not particularly well-liked on this ship.

— Ha ! I find that hard to believe.

[ Sniffs ] — I had to… lie to them all

— for four months.

— While we were up in the Arctic,

— the world was crumbling.

— Their families were dying.

— I knew it, and I wasn’t
allowed to breathe a word of it.

— I think you underestimate

— people’s capacity for forgiveness.

— Maybe you just find it too hard to forgive yourself.

— It’s not all on you, you know.

— Isn’t it ?
— No.

[ Clack ]

— I’ll see you later.

— Wardroom.

— I’ll save a spot for you.

[ Huffs ]

Chandler: — Wednesday, November 5th.

— We’re headed to Costa Rica

— to try to find Dr. Scott some monkeys.

— I don’t know why I keep making these recordings

— or who might ever find them

— and how they’d even get ’em to you.

[ Chuckles ] — I keep trying to picture you all

— in my father’s cabin.

— You could barely spend a holiday weekend with the man,

— so you’re probably just about ready

— to tear his head off by now.

— It’s hard here…

— Not knowing what’s going on in the outside world,

— wondering if…

— When…

— When we come home…

— What we’ll be coming back to.

[ Knock on door ]

— Hey.
— Sorry to disturb you.

— We’re picking up all kinds of distress signals

— coming out of Costa Rica, especially outside Limón.

— What kind of distress ?

— Lot of sickness. Civil unrest.

— Doesn’t look like we’re gonna
get any kind of safe passage

— into that jungle.

— Civil unrest ?

— Nothing we can do anything about,

— not unless you wanna get sidetracked for weeks

— and get into the nation-building business.

— Better get Dr. Scott up here.

— I already spoke to her.

— She said our next best option’s Nicaragua.

— There’s a monkey reserve about 30 miles

— up that long, narrow river.

— We’ll never get the ship in there,

— but we could send a few teams on the R.H.I.Bs.

— 30 miles.
— Yeah. Outside radar range.

— Comms is unsure whether the frequency signals

— in that area will be strong enough

— for us to keep in radio contact, too.

— Just keeps getting better.

— Oh, you haven’t heard the best part.

— Dr. Scott insists that she comes along for the ride.

— Unless any of us can tell the difference

— between a capuchin tufted and a…

[ Imitates British accent ] — Geoffroy’s spider monkey.

— Is that reserve inhabited ?

— She said she was there a few years back,

— but there are only small teams of anthropologists

— that visit sometimes to observe,

— so otherwise, not supposed to be.

— Gonna need plenty of room on that R.H.I.B.

— For those monkeys.

— We’ll go with small teams.

— You’ll handle it.
— Not just me.

— Gonna need all my best men. That includes you.

— Been a while since I’ve been hunting.

— Mm.

[ Dire Straits’ “Ride Across the River” playing ]

— ♪ — I’m a soldier of freedom
in the army of the man — ♪ —

— ♪ — We are the chosen,
we’re the partisan — ♪ —

— ♪ — Well, the cause, it is noble,
and the cause, it is just — ♪ —

— ♪ — We are ready to pay
with our lives if we must — ♪ —

— ♪ — Gonna ride across the
river, deep and wide — ♪ —

— Whoo ! Man, I love a hunting trip !

— ♪ — Ride across the river
to the other side — ♪ —

— ♪ — Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah — ♪ —

— Ensign Mason is taking a field radio.

— As usual, we will operate at EMCON.

— They will report in, but we will not respond.

— We do expect the teams will fall out of range.

— When they do, we’ll go to a flare system.

— Green means no radio contact available,

— but all is okay. Red means no radio,

— and things are not okay.

— We’re gonna hope we never see that red flare,

— but we’re prepared in case we do.

— I’ll need a dedicated lookout on the bridge wing.

— Aye, Commander.

[ Pinging ]

[ Motor rumbling ]

— Look familiar ?

— Well, this is the edge of the reserve.

— As I recall, there’s a stream
in there near a waterfall.

— The monkeys would congregate there

— because of the clean water.

— Report our position back to the ship.

— Yes, sir.
— Tex, Burk,

— stay here with Mason and Dr. Scott.

— The rest of us will scout the area.

— Captain Chandler, we…
— You’re staying here.

— Got it. They just disembarked

— at the Western edge of the reserve, Southern bank,

— still in radio range.

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Animal chittering ]

— Hey, uh, Doc, you got a… fella ?

— Last I heard, he was in Beijing,
but that was months ago now.

— He’s a journalist. Travels a lot.

— And you ?

— Oh, I’m a bit of a rolling stone,

— as you might imagine.
— A man your age, never married ?

— A man my age ? [ Laughs ]

— Hit a soft spot, did I ?

— Oh, I’m 2% body fat, honey.
Ain’t no soft spot to hit.

[ Under breath ] — Except for that 2%.

— Oh !

— She is a smart one, isn’t she ?

[ Laughs ]

[ Animal calling in distance ]

[ Water rushing ] [ Gasps ] — Hear that ? Water.

— Waterfall.

[ Monkey screeching in distance ]

[ Crying and speaking in Spanish ]

— Masks ! Now ! Masks !

[ Continues crying ]

Man: — ¡El Toro! ¡El Toro, por favor!

— Fall back ! Fall back ! [ Indistinct shouting ]

— There’s nothing we can do for you. I’m sorry !

— To the boat now ! [ Shouting continues ]

— I’m sorry. We cannot help you.

[ Shouting in Spanish ]

— Where are they all coming from ?

— Get away ! Get off me !

[ Indistinct shouting ]

Man: — El Toro, señor.
— Get out of here.

— Get back to the boats now !

— ¡El Toro!
— I’m sorry. We can’t help you.

— Stay back ! Move, move, move !

— ¡El Toro!

— Hey, Burky.

— Cubano ?

— Perks of Gitmo, my man.

— I’ll wait.

— All right.

— We’ve got trouble.
— Start your engines !

[ Click, engine starts ]
— You are out of here !

— Now ! Back to the James !

— I cannot risk you going upriver !
It is not open for debate !

— We’ll get you an assortment of monkeys !

— You’re just gonna have to make do !

— Now, Burk ! [ Engine rumbling ]

[ Woman yelling indistinctly ]

[ Radio chatter, pinging ]

Garnett: — They’re splitting up.
That was not the plan.

— According to this chart, the nearest town

— is 20 miles inland on that side of the river.

— So they made it all the way
here through the jungle on foot ?

— What about the other side of the river ?

— Nothing, sir, at least not here.

— They must have been congregating by the waterfall.

— There’s gotta be other places
in this region to find monkeys.

— We already know Costa Rica’s no good.

— According to Dr. Scott,

— most of central America’s a hot zone

— with not many choices.

— Upriver.

[ Engine rumbling ]

[ Pinging ]

— Ma’am, Tex and lieutenant Burk
just landed with Dr. Scott.

— She’s in decon now.

— I’ll debrief her in the wardroom, ASAP.

— Yes, ma’am.

[ Pinging, radio chatter ]

— Nathan James, this is vulture team. Over.

— Nathan James, this is vulture team. Over.

— We’re out of range, sir.

— All right, send up the green flare.
— Yes, sir.

— Clear !

[ Shot ]

— What the…

— Weapons !

— “El Toro”.

— That’s what all the sick people were saying.

— Board it, sir ?

— Absolutely not. We keep moving.

— So the most concentrated area for the primates

— is on the northern bank, deep upriver,

— and the captain knows as much.

— I suspect they’re headed that way.

— And you have no reason to believe

— there’s any human population there ?

— No, but I didn’t think

— there’d be any on the Southern side either.

— So once they are out of radio range,

— they can’t come back in, correct ?

— It’ll be flares from here on out.

— We just have to hope the weather’s clear enough

— that we can even see them.

— Perhaps you should send a backup team out there

— on the other R.H.I.B.

— Captain would’ve specified that.

— Protocol was 48 hours, unless we get that red flare.

[ Sighs ]

[ Whispers ] — Damn it.

[ Birds calling and chirping ]

[ Whack ] — Aah !

— Oh, shit !
— Oh, God !

— Set a perimeter ! I got you, I got you.

[ Mason panting ] — Oh !

— Listen, I’m not gonna lie to you. This is gonna hurt.

[ Squish ] — Aah ! Oh, God !

— It stings ! [ Panting ]

[ All shouting indistinctly ]

— Ambush ! Ambush ! Ambush ! U.S. Navy ! Stand down !

— Hold your fire ! Hold your fire !

[ Indistinct shouting ]

[ Man speaks Spanish ]

— Let’s go. [ Speaks Spanish ]

[ Spanish continues ]

— Dale. Dale.

[ Baby crying ]

[ Men speaking Spanish ]

— ¡Camine! ¡Vamos!

[ Baby crying ]

[ Speaks Spanish ]

— Straight ! Walk straight !

— ¡Vengan! El Toro.

— Alto.

[ Speaks Spanish ]

[ Speaking Spanish ]

[ Speaks Spanish ]

— Ya apúrate. [ Baby crying ]

[ Conversations in Spanish ]

[ Speaks Spanish ]

[ Crying ]

[ Men continue speaking Spanish ]

[ Spanish continues ]

[ Indistinct conversations, rooster crows ]

[ Chickens clucking ]

Man: — El Toro, Los americanos.

[ Rooster crows ]

[ Speaks Spanish ]

— Hello.

— Welcome to my jungle.

— I’m guessing you must be El Toro.

— I am, indeed.

— And who do I have the pleasure of talking to ?

— Tom Chandler, U.S. Navy.

— Your men took our weapons, C.B.R., suits, and equipment.

— We’re gonna need ’em back.

— You won’t need your suits.

— There is no virus here.

— As for your weapons, I cannot have your men

— walking around with machine guns.

— That would frighten my people.

— Well, I’m afraid that’s not acceptable.

— With respect, I don’t have time to debate it.

— The remainder of my crew, some 200-odd U.S. Navy sailors,

— await our return aboard our destroyer,

— U.S.S. Nathan James, currently in the bay

— at the mouth of the river.

— We don’t return by 2300 hours, they’ll come looking.

— And rest assured, they will find us.

— So… why are you here, Commander ?

— We’re just passing through.

— Mm.
— Looking for food, supplies.

— Our man stepped on one of your traps.

— Yes, your man does not look so good.

— So the sooner we can get him back to the ship…

— He is not gonna make it back to the ship,

— at least not alive.

— The poison in his veins is gonna kill him soon,

— and I am the only one with the antidote.

— So… you can let us give your man the help he needs,

— or you can continue with your, uh…

— Impotent threats.

— You decide.

— You give my man the antidote right now,

— and you better hope for your sake it’s not too late.

— John Wayne !

— Clint Eastwood.

— American macho.

[ Under breath ] — I don’t suppose this guy’s familiar

— with what a Tomahawk missile can do.

— You feel better ?

— You think your power

— and not my generosity is gonna help your man, huh ?

[ Birds chirping ]

—

[ Gasping ]

— I’m sure you are hungry.

— So we will dine…

— Commander.

— Hey ! There you are.

— I was hoping you’d show up.
A little late for the party.

— What’s mine is yours.

— Fish is pretty good.

— Freshly caught this morning, so I’m told.

— Team’s not back yet.

— Heard as much.

[ Sighs ]

— No flares either. It’ll be dark soon.

— Yeah, they’re probably all
sitting around a cozy campfire,

— telling ghost stories, roasting marshmallows.

— What you saw in Guantanamo Bay…

— Some of the worst of human nature.

— Mm-hmm.

— And yet somehow

— you still managed to find the humor.

— Secret source of humor is not joy but sorrow.

— Ain’t no humor in heaven.

— Guy named Twain said that, more or less.

— You ever read “Huck Finn,” “Tom Sawyer”.

— American classics.

— “Everyone is a moon who has a dark side,

— which he never shows to anybody.”

— Yes, I know Twain.

— Well, then…

— We have something in common.

— Marshmallows, huh ?

— No doubt.

— You must wonder how I managed to achieve such opulence

— out here in the wilderness.

— We saw your yacht on our way up the river.

— Mm. [ Chuckles ]
— My captain said the waters would be much deeper.

— It turns out he was wrong, yeah. It’s impressive, no ?

— It took my men one week

— to take everything off of the sinking ship.

— Please. Delgado, come join us. Sit, sit.

— This is Mayor Ervin Delgado,

— former Mayor of former town, Bocana Caoba.

— He and his people… they stumbled upon us,

— trying to escape the virus.

— Lucky for them, they found me.

— Lucky for you, they had tents.

— Can’t imagine you thought of that,

— since you were expecting to be living off your boat.

[ Liquid pouring ] — Hmm.

— That’s very perceptive. Bravo.

— And they sleep out there,

— on those filthy blankets

— with no shelter from the elements

— while you live like this ?

— I don’t expect you to
understand my methods, so, Bas.

— Explain to them.

— Society is based on the ancient Inca system

— of labor exchange known as mita.

— Our people provide the labor.

— El Toro provides the infrastructure

— and protection.

— Protection ?
— Yes, sir.

— Where we’re from, we call that slavery.

— These people are alive

— while millions around the world are not, because of me.

— These guards of mine,

— that trap that your man stepped on…

— These are the things that keep the people

— on the other side of the river
that are sick away from here.

— This is what keeps Delgado’s people alive.

— Is that not right, Bas ?

— Yes, El Toro.
— Sí.

— Now please, eat, eat, eat, eat.

— The ladies have prepared the local delicacy

— for you to enjoy, so…

[ Silverware clinking ]

[ Man speaks Spanish ]

— I think his fever is going down.

— Whatever he gave him seems to be working.

— You think they’re really gonna let us leave here ?

[ Man shouts in Spanish ]

— So how is it that you made all your money ?

— I’m guessing it wasn’t ladies’ handbags.

— No.

— I’m thinking cocaine. Heroin, maybe.

— Mm. Now you judge.

— I’m just trying to get a sense
for who we’re dealing with.

— Mike.

— Hmm.

— Mm-hmm. Hmm.

— Ah, no, no, this… this is, uh…

— This is Karina. This is, uh, the mayor’s daughter.

— Mayor Delgado. Big man. Big family.

— All daughters, you know. All very, very beautiful.

— And this one, Karina… She is in her prime.

— Well, almost.

— Her younger sister… she’s the real prize.

— No, no. ¿Qué eso? ¿Qué eso? Mi Amor, ven.

— He is a pig.
— Karina !

— My father won’t say it, but I will.

— No. Please, El Toro, she…
She means no disrespect.

— Bas. She called me “pig.”

— She… she… she means no disrespect.

— You say you have a ship with guns and men.

— Then do something !
— Karina, ¡Ya, ya!

— Disculpa, El Toro, disculpa.

— She’s young. There is nothing to be done here.

— She does not understand.

— We are safe from the plague,
and we are grateful to El Toro.

— Please tell him she has not provoked you.

— Please.

— Our only interest is getting
out of here with our man healthy.

[ Speaks Spanish ]

— Sí, señor. Vámonos.

[ Speaks Spanish ]

— I think maybe it’s time we checked on our man.

— No, I don’t think so. You have not finished your meal,

— and there are several things that we need to discuss.

[ Shouts in Spanish ]

— Several of these were found on your boat.

— You want to explain to me what they’re for ?

— Like I told you, we need food.

— No fishing gear ?

— You hunt with tranquilizer guns ?

— I don’t like being lied to, Captain,

— not after the hospitality that I have extended to you.

— We’re investigating the virus,

— trying to find the cause.

— We think it may come from the monkeys.

— That’s why we were wearing the suits.

— You think the monkeys cause the virus ?

— It’s a theory.

— Huh.

— We have been living amongst them for months.

— In fact, you just dined on them.

— If you needed monkeys, all you had to do was ask.

— It’s the secrets and dishonesty

— that lead to dangerous misunderstandings.

— So how many do you need ?

[ Screeching ]

[ Men shouting in Spanish ]

— Well, got what we came for.

[ Man shouts in Spanish ]

Man: — ¡Ya! ¡Ya, ya!

Man: — No. Vámonos.

— Brandy ?

— Thank you, no.

[ Glass clatters ]

— You know, besides finding those cages,

— my men also found your radio.

— Apparently, it does not get a
signal out here in the jungle.

— Depends on which frequency you try.

— Our comms man is the one who stepped on your spike.

— Yet you also brought flares.

— They provide our position.

— As a matter of fact, we fired one just before

— we got off our boats outside your compound.

— So why the different colors ?

— We use red during the day and green at night.

— I believe something different.

— I believe green communicates “all is good,”

— and red means “danger.”

— That’s a universal language, no ?

[ Indistinct conversations ]

— Ma’am ?

— The lookout just saw a new flare.

— Very low on the horizon,

— southwest of our current position.

— Green or red ?

— Green, ma’am.

— Very well.

[ Men speaking Spanish ]

[ Grunts ]

— Uhh ! [ Thud ]

[ Laughter ]

— Four of them. Two of us. I like our odds.

— Working on a diplomatic solution here.

— And what about all these people ?

— Not our mission.

— No ?
— No.

Karina: [ Sobbing ] — Please ! Help me, please !

Delgado: — ¡Por favor, no hagan esto!

[ Shouting in Spanish ]

— Hey ! What is this ?
— They’re taking her across the river !

— They’re gonna leave her with the infected people !

— No, no, no, no.

— Uhh ! [ Thud ]

[ All shouting at once ]

[ Smack ]

[ Karina sobbing ]

— Help me, please ! [ Shouting in Spanish ]

— Papa ! Please !

[ All shouting at once ]

[ Radio chatter ]

— Old leadbottom wants me back
to help him interrogate a spy

— he caught on our island.
— It never gets old.

[ Laughs ] — On our island ?!

[ Laughs ] — Must be some mistake.

— If there were any Japanese on
our island, we’d know about it.

— You’re not getting much sleep, are you ?

[ Tv continues playing indistinctly ]

[ Gasps ]

— Whoa. It’s okay. [ Breathing heavily ]

— It’s okay. Just me. Everything’s okay.

[ Breathing heavily ]

— Something’s happened.

— No.

— No, I know it.

— We saw the flare a couple of hours ago. It was green.

— Green’s good.

— Trust me. It’s just a dream.

[ Man speaks Spanish ]

[ Laughter ]

[ Man shouts in Spanish ]

[ Speaks Spanish ]

— They killed her.

— Sons of bitches sent her across the other side,

— let her die like that.

— I’m only gonna say this once.

[ Man speaking Spanish ]

— Release my men immediately.

[ Laughs ] — You Americans always in charge, right ?

— Bas. The jefe.

— You could’ve left today with your belly full of mangoes

— and a boat full of monkeys, but no, no, no.

— You just could not keep your nose

— out of other people’s business !

— I don’t know what happened here

— or what you’re planning, but let me remind you…

— Pfft. Your X.O. has already briefed me

— that you’re gonna rain down holy hellfire

— on the whole jungle. I heard the threats.

— But you lost radio contact,

— and your ship does not know where you are. [ Laughs ]

— So what are you gonna do ?

— You gonna send us to the other side of the river ?

— You think I can maintain a society without rules ?

— Without consequences ?

— It’s the only reason why we are still here

— and the rest of the world dies around us.

— Come on. You call this a society ?

— Commander.

— We’re gonna keep your weapons, your suits,

— and the rest of your equipment. You can have your men

— and your lives and your monkeys.

— That is the only offer that I give you.

— Is that clear ?

— I understand.

— Oh.

— One more thing.

— If you’re thinking of, uh, sending drones or missiles,

— just wanna remind you that

— the children will be sleeping in the tents with me.

— Starting here.

[ Crying ]

— No, no. Bas.

— No. Bas.

— No. [ Crying ]
— Bas.

— No ! [ Sobbing ]

[ Speaking Spanish ]

— No ! [ Sobbing ]

[ Sobbing ]

[ Woman sobbing ]

— What happened ? We got the monkeys ?

— Yeah. We got the monkeys.

— Stop the boat.

— Stop the boat, Master Chief. [ Engine shuts off ]

— This cannot stand.

— Sir, with all due respect…

— I know it’s not our mission, and I don’t care.

— We cannot leave those people like that.

— I counted 13 guards…

— Seven in the tent compound, four in the village.

— Two on the perimeter. At night, they might up the ante,

— especially if they think we might be turning around.

— Gentlemen, let’s keep our heads cool.

— This is not the mission at hand.

— We’re supposed to be saving the world.

— Shouldn’t it be worth saving ?

— If we had Burk and Tex and weapons, maybe, but this ?

— What if we don’t make it back ?
What happens to him, hmm ?

— What’s Dr. Scott gonna do without the monkeys ?

— What’s our crew gonna do without its leader ?

— I have daughters. You have a daughter.

— Sir ?

— We came to hunt.

[ Engine starts ]

— No. [ Speaks Spanish ]

[ Speaks Spanish ]

[ Indistinct conversation in Spanish ]

[ Grunts ] — Aah !
— Aah !

[ Crunch ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Gun clicks ]

— No te preocupes.

[ Speaking Spanish ]

— Tome poquito.

[ Speaks Spanish ]

— Mm-hmm.

— Sí. [ Whispers in Spanish ]

[ Breathing heavily ]

[ Whispering in Spanish ]

[ Speaking Spanish ]

[ Grunts ]

[ Grunting continues ]

— Uhh !

[ Gunfire ] [ Yells ]

[ Gunfire continues, man shouts in Spanish ]

— [ Speaks Spanish ]

[ Gunfire and shouting in Spanish in distance ]

— You can go help them.

[ Shouting continues ]

— I can make it back myself if I have to.

[ Shouting continues ]

[ Door creaks ]

[ Chickens clucking ]

— Aah ! Aah !

[ Grunting ]

[ Clattering ]

[ Grunting ]

[ Bullets ricocheting ]

— Uhh ! [ Thud ]

— Aah !
— Aah !

[ Both grunting and yelling ]

— Go to sleep ! Go to sleep. [ Grunts ]

— Aah ! [ Thud ]

[ Sobbing ]

— ¿Dónde está El jefe?
— ¡Rio, Rio!

[ Continues sobbing ]

—

—

—

[ Shouts in spanish ]
— ¡Vamos!

—

[ Shouting in Spanish ]

[ Sobbing ]

— Aah ! [ Sobbing ]

[ Gasps ]

[ Gasping ]

— ¡Por favor!

—

—

— You’re finished, Bas.

— It’s over.

— Drop the knife.

[ Breathing heavily ] [ Gasps ]

[ Cries ]

[ Crying ]

— Okay.

— I surrender.

— Come on. Show me that American justice.

[ Chuckles ] — I’m sure I’ll be fine on your ship.

— I’ve lived in considerably worse places.

— So arrest me ! Come on ! Huh ?!

[ Thud ] [ Gasps ]

[ Stabbing sound ]
— Uhh !

[ Blade zings, thud ]

— Aah !

[ Panting and yelling ]

[ Man speaks Spanish ]

— This place is yours now.

[ Knife thuds ]

— Not mine.

[ Speaking in Spanish ]

— Ours.

[ Crying ]

— Mi hija. [ Crying ]

[ Crying ]

[ Delgado speaking Spanish ]

— Just got word. They’re on their way back.

— All of them ?

— Mm-hmm. All of ’em.

— Uh, plus a boatload of monkeys.

[ Laughs ] [ Chuckles ]

— Told you there’s nothing to worry about.

— Why not ?

— Cheers.

[ Clink ] — Cheers.

[ Motor rumbling ]

[ Distant shouting in Spanish ]

[ Motor rumbling ]

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