All language subtitles for Turn.S01E04.480p.WEB-DL.x264-Sticky83-eng

- ( whip cracks )
( man groans )

I thought I would read a verse
from Proverbs, his favorite.

He preferred the
one from Galatians.

You knew him better.

Before I met Thomas,

I was uncertain about being
engaged to a stranger.

But the first thing he told
me about was his family

and how you would welcome me.

He seemed a very good son.

And a better brother.

- ( babbles )
- Abe: I remember
at Mother's funeral...

her casket.

To me, it was like a wooden seed.

I remember asking Thomas,

"Am I to grow
a new mother?"

"No," he said.

But he told me...

"Whatever sprouts
from the dirt is a sign
she'll always be with you."

As will he.

In truth, I too
prefer Galatians.

( whip cracking )

( grunts )

All of this
because of one rebel.

Hewlett
suspects a plot.

- ( whip cracks )
- Hewlett: Face forward, Baker.

Looking in the wrong direction
is what landed you here.

I have a mind to have you
flogged, too, Appleton.

These men let the spy escape.
You let him in.

Your defenses are lacking.

How are we to thwart an attack
if we can't stop one man?

( men chatting )

Ready to be happy?

- Woody came through.
- ( laughs )

Fresh from New York.

The scout was a harbinger.

A strike is imminent.

And now they know
we lack the manpower
to resist.

This barricade is pathetic.

Perhaps if the cannons
were placed somewhere
less ceremonial,

atop the earthworks,
they would be lethal, no?

Yes, but, sir,
the gunners would be
completely exposed.

Unless, of course,
we devise some way
of shielding them.

Indeed.

Richard:
Our stones?

You mean to use
our graveyard
as a quarry?

Yes, I fear
there's not enough time
for a better solution.

This is--

there are many who will
see this as a desecration.

Mm, we're not
going to exhume
the bodies, Richard.

And I shall
replace the stones
as soon as I'm sure

that this garrison
has been made safe.

You understand the
need for fortifications?

I've not received
reinforcements

to replace the men that
I lost at Connecticut.

Major, with all
due respect,

Setauket
is a small town.

These gravestones
represent our forebearers,

our history, our legacy.

My wife and son
are buried here.

I understand.

You know this town
and these people

far better
than I ever could.

I now see why you,

not I,
nor my engineer,

should be the one
to select the stones
which are to be used.

Naturally, your family
will be exempt.

No, I--

I'm sorry,
I can't.

( door closes )

Very well.
Appleton.

I've completed
my survey, sir.

147 stones in total.

What is the minimum
amount of stones that
you could use?

Mm, two-cannon complement,

six men each,
five if the sergeant
fires the piece...

10.

You shall use
no more than 10.

Which
are the strongest?

Granite is hardest,
though there's but
a few of those.

Hewlett:
What about slate?

Appleton:
Slate will stop one ball
but it won't stop two.

I'll examine the limestone.
The ones least weathered,
we'll unearth right away.

Hewlett:
Unfortunately, that means
those not long deceased.

I'll do it.

I'll do it.

I can help you
choose the names

that will cause
the least...

protest.

If you insist.

How long to secure
the cannons?

Two days to raise them,
another to make them fast.

You have three days.

Godspeed, Richard.

♪ Hush, hush

♪ There's snakes
in the garden... ♪

♪ Soul for sale...

♪ Blood on the rise

♪ Hush, hush

- ♪ I can't wait anymore
- ♪ Soul for sale...

♪ I can't wait anymore

♪ Hush, hush.

Caleb:
Court-martial, huh?
Busy boy.

General Scott's
relegated me to secretary
in the meantime.

I just hope
he'll heed this.

It's too long.
If the scout has
anything to say,

he keeps it brief.
Otherwise he rambles

or, at worst,
gives an opinion.

Sir, I grant you
I care little
for sauerkraut

or Hessians,
for that matter.

But if German mercenaries
are in Trenton,

then the British
are surely not.

Now, don't you think
General Washington should
want to know that?

This is unsigned.

Who spoke
to these Hessians?

You?

We swore he would
remain nameless, sir.

Captain Tallmadge?

The source is true,
sir, and trustworthy,

but we swore his name
would be kept secret.

If you cannot trust me,
your superior officer,
then I cannot trust you.

And I certainly
will not trust this.

Burn it.

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, shh.

This'll end
in violence.

Violence
is what began it.

It was one scout.
Not even a scout.

It was more likely
a boat thief--

- hungry and desperate.
- You don't know that.

I don't see why the rebels
would attack Setauket.

By all reports,
they're on retreat

and we're well behind
British lines here.

This town has always
been loyal to the Crown
and they hate us for that.

- They don't hate us.
They hate--
- Why do you defend them?

I'm not defending them.
I'm defending you.

Look, I'm telling you,
if you write that list,

the town will turn
against you.

Not Hewlett, you.

Hewlett will take the stones
whether I counsel him or not.

Well, then, let him.

To tear a gravestone,
any gravestone,

from where it sits
is an act of evil.

No amount of wisdom
can make that just.

To shoulder
a burden is my way,
to run from it yours.

Look, I'm not running
anywhere, all right?
I'm trying to help you.

Then why don't you help me
in the way you seem
to find hardest--

being a loyal son?

When the town
hears about this,
my opinion won't matter.

The town
won't hear of anything

until I am prepared
to present the names.

Andre:
Do it again.

Tell me your name.

( music playing )

I am Miss Iris Endicott,

native to Basking Ridge,
New Jersey.

Tavern wench
of the Traveler's Rest.

Ooh.

Mm, well done.

You've taken
your character to heart.

Well, it's easy to play
the trollop with you, Major.

As for my next partner,

I fear I'll be
less convincing.

I promise you,
if you play the wench,

he will play the fool.

Such intrigue
for a man who's already
one of your spies.

One who I've never met before
and have reason to doubt,

and yet the advantage
is ours.

He's never seen me.

And he will never
suspect you.

( Philomena laughing,
squealing )

Where's my Iris?

Mm, I can smell
my flower.

Reporting
for duty, General.

( chuckles )

I catch the scent.

Give me a taste.

If you can find me.

( grunts )

( squeals )

( chuckles )

Marco.

Polo.

Marco.

Polo.

Marco.

( whispers )
Polo.

( laughing )

Marco.

Polo.

Evening, General.

We just got him
off to sleep.

( whispering )
We'll be silent
as Quakers.

Hearing you talk
about your brother,

how much you loved him,
how much you miss him...

I don't want
Thomas to be alone.

I want to give him
a brother.

Tell me what you want.

I can be
what you want.

If you have something
to tell, tell it.

There should be
no secrets between us.

If there's another
in your thoughts, then...

( whispering )
Mary

if I tell you
what troubles me...

you'll have to promise me
you'll keep it quiet.

Promise me.

( clicking )

You can only imagine
what a blacksmith's
house looks like

without a woman around.

So Mrs. Hallock
has loaned him her
slave Zipporah

to cook and clean
until he finds a wife.

Mr. Shelton's not
the only man who could
use a wife, I'd say.

Your father-in-law,
for instance.

Judge Woodhull always says
he's married to the town.

( quietly )
I'm not sure the town
will stay married to him.

What do you mean, dear?

( clicking stops )

Nothing.

It's not nothing.
It's a real shame
what he's doing.

Very serious,
indeed.

I feel
the same way you do.

You've-- you've
heard about it?

We hear
all the rumors.

It's a terrible position
that he's put himself in.

Yes.

Why don't you tell us
how you came upon it,

in your own words?

I am an officer
of the Continental Army.

No, you are a deserter

from His Majesty's
Royal Militia.

( sobbing )

I demand an audience
with General Howe.

Oh, we can't take you
to New York.

All the trees
have been cut down.

I'll have to hang you
right here.

And the girl?

The King's Army will make
use of her, I assure you.

- Take her away.
- No, no please.

- Let her be. Let her be!
- No! No, no, please!

No, no, let me go!
General, help me!

No! Ow, you're
hurting me!

No!

General, help!

A man in your position
is privy to a great deal
of intelligence.

Were you to provide it,

I might reconsider
what I intend to do.

Philomena:
No!

I've already provided
your side with information.

( laughs )
Oh, you did, did you?

As a gesture
of good faith.

The destination

of a Connecticut
dragoon patrol.

( Philomena screaming )

I also provided

the location
of a safe house

for small arms
and powder.

A safe house?

The men who raided
that safe house were
led into an ambush.

You sold them out.

( Philomena screams )

I assure you,
I had no idea.

And now you're
playing me falsely.

I give you my word
as an officer and a gentleman.

No, you are
a traitor and a spy.

If not for my sake,
then hers.

( Philomena crying )

( screaming )

No, stop!

- No!
- ( platters clatter )

What was the name
of the officer you
corresponded with?

- His name was
Major John--
- Andre?

It's a pleasure to meet
you in person, General.

I do apologize
for all this,

but I had to be sure you
were telling the truth.

( Philomena screaming )

"Let us love good boys
and play with none

that lie
or swear or steal

for fear we will learn
their ways and be
as bad as them.

Amen."

Amen.

( distant chatter )

Man:
It's not right!

These are hallow
grounds.

Mary:
What is it?

Abe:
It's half the town,
by the looks of it.

What are they doing headed
up the road at this hour?

I think I know.

They're going
to your father's.

What?

- How did they find out?
- I let it slip.

Abraham, I'm sorry.

You there, halt!
Stand fast!

Wait, wait, wait.

They've come to see me,
not the major.

This is too many people.
Disperse at once!

- We demand an audience.
- They just want to talk.

I invited them.

Gentlemen,
glad you could come.

Is it true you mean to rip
out all our gravestones?

- Soldier: Sir, should I--
- Shh, shh.

Richard: No, no.
Where did you hear that?

Everyone knows, Judge.

Slip out the back.

Take Bucephalus
from the barn, quietly.

Ride to the church
and inform Lieutenant
Wakefield to muster the troop.

Richard:
10 stones.

Richard:
They are necessary
for the defense of the town.

Maarten:
You mean defense
of the garrison.

Richard:
The garrison shields us
from attack.

Listen, this is being done
for you, for us.

Just as our town fathers
shielded us

from the Nesaquake
and from the Dutch.

But they never used
our dead to do it.

We--

the stones
of the founders
will not be touched,

I can promise
you that.

Nor of men who
gave their lives
for the Crown.

Nor the stones
of women.

Well done, Woodhull.
You've kept the souls

of your wife and child
off the chopping block.

Abe:
He's protecting
your families as well.

Do you think
he wants to do this?

Do you think you could
choose any better?

Who has he chosen so far?

Richard:
The list is not complete.

- What gives you the right?
- I am the magistrate!

How is this law?

- This is a sacrilege.
- You ain't taking
my stone, Judge!

No stones will be taken
without consent.

The heads of the families
must agree to give,

and since the giving
will mean they are protecting

their loved ones
and their homes,

I expect they will
rise to it.

Now, it is very late
and I am tired.

Good night, gentlemen.

You've done
the right thing.

No, all I've done
is take a difficult task

and made it impossible.

You know, Ben, there still
may be a way to get Abe's
letter to Washington.

- But you've
gotta be all for it.
- The letter?

- Scott burned the letter.
- So you rewrite it.

And then we
smuggle it in.

- Smuggle it?
- Yeah.

- Oh, right.
- I mean, come on,
you saw yourself.

Scott only reads
the first page
of a scout's report

- before passing
it on, right?
- Yeah.

So we get Abe's letter
and we fold it into
a report, yeah?

And then watch it sail
right into Georgie's hands.

I've just finished
my interrogation of
the returning scouts.

There's no single report
worthy of passing on.

Right, so we
beef it up, huh?

- Add a little excitement.
- You mean falsify it.

Yeah, well, insubordination
is your best quality.

( laughs )

It's been
far too long, Richard.

I agree,
and I apologize,

but since the arrival
of our guests from
the Royal Army,

I've had little time
to pay social calls.

Is that what this is?

Lucinda, your family's
strong allegiance to the Crown

has always been
the very anchor
of Setauket.

This town
looks to the Scudders

for moral guidance,

for leadership,
for inspiration, even.

Were you to donate
a gravestone for
the common defense,

I believe it would
inspire the other families
to see the light.

Have you gone mad?

The people here
aren't against this because
their hearts are hard.

It's a bad idea
and they know it,

and I think
you know it, too.

I have tried to reason
with Major Hewlett,
believe me.

I'm sure you have,
Richard.

But you cannot reason
with someone who is
being irrational,

whether it be
the rebels or the major.

But once the decision
has been made, surely
it is our--

I am not going
to bail you out,
Your Honor.

But I will
give you some advice,

which I hope
inspires some reason.

If you forge ahead
with this,

you may as well
dig your own grave.

( sighs )

Maarten: Mr. Woodhull.

I have a little apple
to peel with your father.

Well, he doesn't
live here, Mr. DeJong.

Yeah, he likes to hide
behind the major.

But that won't save him
when judgment comes.

Come again?

Our message is thus--

if he tries
to take our stones,

we will defend them.

You made that
very clear last night.

When my father
gives his word,
he means it.

The devil may sound
reasonable at first,
but it's always a trick.

Go home, Maarten.

I have family
in New York.

They could make it
difficult for the judge's
business there.

My father's business
is with the King's Army,
so I doubt that.

It's a long way between
Setauket and York City

and there's a lot
of trouble on that road.

A man could get robbed.

Or even killed.

You threaten
my father again,
I'll kill you myself...

on this road.

You hear me?

My quarrel
was with your father.

Now it is
with you as well.

You're both damned.

What do you
want me to write?

So, we were burning boats
at night-- you were--

uh, so we say that
the flames

were spotted
by an enemy patrol.

Your move.

How could I see them
in the dark?

( scoffs )
Don't make me give you
a dowse in the chops, boy.

Write what I say.
I need it to get
to Washington.

I need to stay
out of the brig.

No, here's what
you're going to write.

"I came across a Loyalist
militia on the bank
of the river.

I exchanged fire with them,
but was outnumbered

so I dove into the icy water
to avoid their shots,

swam downriver,
hid in the bushes all night,

which is how
I caught frostbite.

Finally, they boarded
their boats and withdrew
across the Delaware.

From my vantage point,
I could make out five men
and one officer."

King me.

Is that legal?

So, we fold Abe's letter
inside Ezra's report

and we watch it
sail away to Washington
like a stowaway.

Ben:
Stowaways get tossed
overboard, Caleb.

"Swam downstream
and hid in the bushes
all night.

That's how
I caught frostbite.

Finally, they boarded
their boat

and withdrew
across the Delaware.

From my vantage point,
I could make out

five men
and one officer."

Too small for
a foraging party.
Most likely scouts.

Washington fears
that General Howe

will ford the river
to strike at us.

He'll want
to ponder this.

This is the kind
of intelligence

you should've
been bringing me.

Richard, you've hardly
left your study
once this day.

Come and join me
for dinner.

Major, this task...

has proved more difficult
than I had expected,

owing to the sentiments
of the people.

You've appeased
them, Richard.

You have coddled them.

And yet somehow you're
surprised when they act
like children.

The stones are
for their defense.

If the rebels take
the town, then they
will be victims, too,

of murder, of rape,
and of pillage.

They fear damnation
as much as they fear
the rebels.

They see this
as a reproach
against God.

Romans 13--
"The powers that be
are ordained by God."

Our king
was ordained by God

and I was appointed
to my duty by our king.

You may well speak for God,
but I do not.

At least, that's not
the way the people see it.

I need more time.

I'm not going
to indulge you, Richard.

If I don't have
a list of names
by tomorrow morning,

then Appleton will
choose the best ones.

- ( thunder rumbling )
- ( horse whinnies )

( rain pattering )

Where are you going?

My father's.

But it's starting to rain.

There's something
I got to tell him.

Something that'll
put a stop to all this.

What could you possibly
say that would--

Something I should have
said three days ago.

( door closes )

( chuckles )

- Ready?
- Yes.

( sobbing )

Iris.

Oh, General.
Thank God you're alive.

( screams )

- Iris! Iris!
- No!

Bastard.

( Philomena wailing )

We may not be allies,

but we share
a common enemy.

"To Mr. John Hancock,

President of
the Continental Congress.

Sir, entre nous,

a certain great man
is most damnably deficient.

General Washington
is not fit to command
a sergeant's guard."

How did you get that?

You think
you're the sole rebel
I correspond with?

You wrote this letter
for the same reason
you wrote to me.

You believe you should
be commander instead
of Washington.

And I agree.

This capture
is my gift to you.

Your gift?

You won't be blamed
when half the army walks
out come the new year.

Which is when General
Charles Lee heroically
escapes captivity

and fights his way back
to the Continental lines.

The Congress will
clamor for the hero

who would pull off
such a daring feat.

( scoffs )

Come the spring...

you will advise
Congress...

to sue for peace.

So I'll be in charge
of our surrender?

Then Crown and Colonies
are reunited

and this terrible
conflict is over.

To the next commander-in-chief
of the Continental Army.

- ( rain pattering )
- ( shivers )

Thanks.

There you are.
Thanks.

Richard:
Do you think hell exists
in more than one place?

What does the Bible say?

It is silent...

as are these books of law,
books of wisdom.

There are no answers
to my question.

No, there's always
an answer.

Hmm.

Father,

if Major Hewlett
were convinced

that there was
no immediate threat
to the town,

then there would be
no need to bolster
the earthworks.

But he is convinced.

But...

if the rebels
were preparing
to attack Setauket,

surely their scout would
do everything he could
to avoid detection.

I mean, what sort of spy
reveals himself?

You think I haven't
considered that?

You try telling that
to Hewlett!

Shh, shh,
lower your voice.

I don't know which
is worse, his lack
of military experience

or his delusions
of grandeur.

To fortify the church is rash,
to use the headstones folly.

He's been obstinate,
capricious.

You mean he's acted
like a king.

You have been compelled
to do something

that is unjust,

and when a man
is compelled to do
something,

- he either submits or--
- He rebels.

Right, and so you saw
for yourself,

the people
are against this.

They will be there
tomorrow and they will
outnumber the soldiers.

- So?
- So, then lead them.

Tell Hewlett
that it can't be done
or they'll revolt.

Call his bluff
and he will back down.

- I'm not gonna lead a revolt.
- It's not a revolt.

It's just you
standing your ground.

You won't be made
to sacrifice your honor.

And what about
the major's honor?

Why would he yield?

Let me ask you...

why is he doing this?

- Above all else?
- He doesn't want to
lose the town.

Right.

( thunder crashes )

Uh-huh.

He used to sit there.

Thomas.

I know.

( chuckles )

I think that's enough
for one night, huh?
Don't you?

Come on.
Come on, then.

( groans )

- He used to sit there,
you know?
- I know.

I used to spy on you both
from that window.

He had such
a perceptive mind,

like a--
like a clear lake.

His questions
were like answers, too.

Come on.
Come on.

There you go.

Thomas.

Ben:
Well, we'll be heroes
or we'll be hanged.

It ain't treason
if there's good reason.

( laughs )

Ben:
I just hope
Washington reads it.

To the general's
attention, sir.

Caleb:
What else has he
got to do?

Soldier:
Just the stones, men.
Leave the bodies be.

Thank you.
Thank you, son.

Bless you.

Thank you.

( loud muttering )

Proceed no further.

This is
an illegal assembly.

Soldier:
You may not gather here.
Return to the village.

Soldier:
Stand back.

When Major Hewlett
first proposed this plan,

I was against it.

Now I must disappoint
the major yet again.

I have no stones
to give him.

( murmuring )

My fault...

was not in asking
too much of you,
but too little.

We have failed to consider
what's most important here.

Not what we want
or what the major wants.

But what God wants.

And what He demands
is sacrifice as
a test of faith.

For faith
without works is dead.

Abraham understood this

when he brought Isaac
to the mountain.

And we must
follow his example...

and offer up that which
we hold most dear,

that which we would
never sacrifice.

Just as God sacrificed
His only son

to save us all.

Please ask your father
to forgive me.

Ask him yourself.

Pay attention,
Appleton.

This is why I
picked gravestones.

If it was this hard
for the Loyalists
to give them up,

imagine how hard
it will be

for rebels
from the same region
to fire upon them.

This is how you
tame a colony.

Not through battle...

but through winning
their hearts and minds.

( theme music playing )