All language subtitles for Hawkeye.S01E06.The.Child.480p.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor

A little yard higher.

- Up you go.

You wanna ride on that horse?

- From the north!

- Attack!

Help us!

Somebody please help us!

Savages!

Savages!

- Get to the fort!

- Whoa, there are
no savages, whoa!

- Oh, thank
Providence we made it.

- Whoa, girl.

Girl.
- Give me the child.

Let go of the reins.

Thank you.

Beatrice, is Beatrice all right?

- Oh, Henry, thank
heaven we made it through.

We weren't taken.

- Captain Taylor shields.

What happened?

- Savages.

We saw savages in the woods.

- No, we saw nothing.

- I saw them.

- Elizabeth.

- They had
black and white war paint

all over their faces.

It was terrifying.

- It was an animal,
nothing more.

Ever since my
brother and his wife

were slaughtered by hurons,

my wife sees a red
face behind every tree.

- Do you see anything?

- No, nothing at all.

- Escort them.

- Did he
say a coin apiece

or a coin for every piece?

- A
coin for every piece.

- Oh, we're
rich as midas himself.

- I appreciate your
escort, Mr. hawkeye.

So, you actually live
out here in this place?

- Yes.

- That's a very
courageous thing to do.

- Well, to tell the truth,

I think it's brave to
come out to the frontier

when you don't
know what to expect.

- Yes, brave or somewhat naive.

We came out from
Virginia to visit my brother.

After these hostilities, I
look forward to our return.

I must say, when I
contracted to marry Beatrice,

the enormity of her wardrobe
was never mentioned.

- Well, are you sure you
want 'em to pick all this up?

- Yes.

Friend, that is a smashing idea?

Change of plan.

- Half my clothes are gone.

My orchid satin teen and velvet.

Oh, those wretched heathens.

It's almost as if they
know what I love the most.

- This is beautiful.

- A fan is how a lady of
breeding speaks to her admirers.

Would you like me to show you?

- Oh, would you?

- Come over.

You please me.

Perhaps.

Sir, I am shocked, shocked.

- You remind me
the albemarle county cotillion.

- You know the
albemarle county cotillion?

- I'm from Virginia.

My family's property is
called Winchester hill.

- You're a longsworth?

- Yes.

- Living in this
god-forsaken place?

- Yes, shall I see
to your niece?

- Oh, I don't wish to spoil her.

However did you come to be here?

- My husband followed
his brother out here.

- Have I met him yet?

Your husband?

- William was taken
prisoner by the huron.

He's been missing.

- Your husband missing
and still you stay?

- Okay, I'm sorry
but I just can't bear

to hear a little one cry.

Yes, yes.

I'll bet you miss your
momma and papa, huh?

- Henry will hire a servant
girl to take care of her.

Besides, she's his niece.

He declared we'd adopt her
without even consulting me.

If I wanted a baby, I would
have had one of my own.

- What is this?

- Oh, that
there's a sun hat, peevey.

It keeps the sun off
a lady's face, see?

- It's a bustle.

It shapes the dress
of women of fashion.

- It's a bustle, mckinney.

It's not no sun hat.

- Then what's a bustle?

- Hawkeye, where
can I find a licorice bush?

- And what crisis would
require a licorice bush?

- The Richards's
baby is cutting a tooth

and licorice root is the
best thing for her to suck on.

- That would be wolf creek.

- Thank you.

- Tell me, Elizabeth.

Did you happen to collect
stray dogs as a child?

- Of course I did.

Hawkeye, can you
explain something to me?

Beatrice has been given
this beautiful baby to cherish,

and yet, she doesn't
seem to want her.

- Some women are not
meant to be mothers.

- Well, I suppose so,

but then some dearly wish
to be mothers and cannot.

- You speak as if
you are one of those.

- William and I
prayed for a child.

None came.

How can god bestow
such a precious gift

on someone who
does not value it?

- The scriptures
promise, he has a plan.

- Wolf creek?

- Wolf creek.

- Beatrice gave it to me as a...

- A souvenir of civilization.

- Yes.

- Well, no offense,
but it reminds me

of the mating dance
of the turkey bird.

- It is like a mating dance,

for men and women of quality.

- But if a woman wishes
the intentions of a man,

she should say so.

Just plain and simple.

- Is such directness the way of
the wilderness, Mr. hawkeye?

- Circumstances
don't leave much time

for niceties, Mrs. Richards.

- Well, you seem no
worse the wear for it.

- He hides
his blemishes well.

- Beatrice mentioned
that you play the piano.

- Not well, I'm afraid.

- Well enough, I'm sure,
to accompany Beatrice.

My wife has a lovely voice.

- Oh, would you be
so kind Mrs. Richards?

- Oh, it would be my pleasure.

- Yes, well, if
you'll excuse me.

- You're not leaving?

- Yes, I am.

- But why?

What could possibly call
you away at this hour?

- Sleep, Mrs. Richards,

and the knowledge
that I have a full,

wonderful day
that begins at dawn.

Thank you again.

- What was that?

- That was turkey bird.

- Oh, that was lovely.

I think I'll look
in on your niece.

Something's
happened to the baby!

- The child's been
taken by one man,

probably huron.

- I'll get my musket
and we'll find him.

- Not in the dead of night.

It is too dangerous.

And I can't possibly
spare any men.

- We're talking about
an innocent child.

I say we after them

do you agree?

- It's a full moon.

Brass buttons make
fine targets in moonlight.

- But my niece.

- Your niece will be safe until
she reaches the huron camp.

- Are you honestly saying
there's nothing that can be done?

That you can't even
try and find her?

- I can try.

- Thank god, and
I'll go with you.

- Be best if I went by myself.

- I'm not afraid of these woods,

nor the people in them.

- It's not a question of
bravery, Mr. Richards.

It's just that I
can move quicker

and more quietly by myself.

- You couldn't find her?

- Their camp is just
this side of acorn lake.

The child is safe,

but you can't get her.

- Why not?

- She's been taken as
the daughter of a warrior.

- Oh, dear god.

- What does that mean?

- It means he is
replacing his own child

killed by white men.

It's an Indian custom.

- Well, that's ridiculous.

We must go and steal her back.

- No, that would would
start a mourning war.

- A what?

- These people are suffering.

As a tribe they
have lost something.

They are in mourning.

They want to heal but first

they have to replace
what's been lost.

Now, if you or any
other white men

go into that village now and
try and take that baby back,

you will be
insulting their grief.

And the hurons will concentrate

all of their war
efforts on this fort.

That would be
their mourning war.

- Hawkeye, we
can't just leave her.

- How do you suggest
we mend their grief?

- That's not our responsibility.

A dozen stout soldiers
could take them, easily.

- Surely, you don't
suggest we leave

a white child among pagans
to be starved and beaten.

- Indians don't beat
their children, ma'am.

When they eat, she will eat.

- They're huron.

They butcher people.

- Well, if you won't do
what must be done, I will.

I demand you lead
me to this huron camp.

- Henry, no.

- Let her go, my friend.

- I will not give
an innocent child

the sentence of death.

- Please don't do this.

- Wait.

Isn't there any way to save her?

- Save her from what, Elizabeth?

- Pray for me.

- Henry, this is madness.

- I cannot abandon
my brother's child.

- But you're abandoning me.

- Stand straight now,

that I may remember
you tall and strong.

- He doesn't belong here.

- And for that he has to die?

I don't understand this place.

- Elizabeth, he's a man.

He's making a choice
that's his to make.

It's not yours and not mine.

It's his.

- He's doing the only
thing he sees to do.

How can that be a choice?

- Mckinney, why
do I listen to you?

- 'Cause you don't wanna
see me get rich without ya.

- You stole those from
the Richards woman.

- Burrowed, peevey, borrowed.

It's not like we're
gonna keep 'em.

Now, here.

Put this off that way.

- What are we doin' with 'em?

- They're fixin' to be found.

- By who?

- By us.

Then we turn 'em in so we
can get some more reward.

- We hiked all the way out here

so we could take
these outta the sack

and put 'em on the ground,

then pick 'em up and
put 'em back in the sack

and walk back to the fort?

Why didn't we just
stay in the dad-gum fort?

- Because then we'd
be lyin' and borrowin'.

Peevey!

Come on.

- He was left for us to find.

- For what purpose?

- It's their way of
saying, "don't try it again."

I feel like there's
something I should say,

but I don't know what that'd be.

I don't know if your
thinking about Richards

or the child,

or your husband.

- All three.

This place isn't kind to
people who don't belong.

How do you stop caring?

- You pick who you do
care for, very carefully.

- I don't know how not to
care about a child, hawkeye.

- Would you
want this little girl?

- I would.

But it would be wrong of me

to make that decision
without William.

And also, a child
deserves to feel safe.

I don't feel safe.

- She will be all
right, Elizabeth.

- Would Henry
Richards agree with that?

Or William?

Is it just her misfortune that

nobody's known her
long enough to care?

- Mommy, mommy.

- It's a good sized
tusk, worth keeping.

That boar fed a lot of people.

- That was a good hunt,

a hunt worth remembering,
like good friends.

- Like good friends.

- The deer and wild
boar are safe today.

Your mind is elsewhere.

- When a Delaware woman
has interest in a man, it's obvious.

I mean, she has ways
of making him know it.

And that's the way it should be.

But white women.

- Are different.

- Oh, they're very different.

Sometimes, they show it.

Sometimes, they do the opposite.

Sometimes, they do strange
things with fans and such.

I don't understand.

- With women, sometimes,

it's better not to
try and understand.

Goshawks.

- But have you
spied any goshawks?

- Five to two.

Better to pass one.

- I don't want five.

I want one.

I expected it would
take you longer.

- There were only four of them.

- Give me your scalping knife.

Now, where did you get this?

- From a dead white woman.

- If she is dead, so are you.

- Turtle eggs!

We found turtle eggs!

- Go!

Go!

- I borrowed their paddles.

You mind using one?

- Have
I started a war?

- Probably.

You hurt?

- No.

- The warriors?

- No, nothing.

- Then the women took you first.

- I went when I knew
the men wouldn't be there.

I thought that if a woman went,

it might not cause the war.

- But you didn't ask,

because you didn't wanna know.

- No, I just didn't ask you.

- Who did you ask, Elizabeth?

- I asked god.

- Oh, you asked god
if it was your calling

to sneak into a huron
camp and steal this child?

- No, I asked
him for protection.

- Oh, I see.

First you told him your plan.

Then you asked
him to protect you

while you did your plan.

The next time you
pray, Elizabeth,

ask for wisdom.

- Do you have
something for her to eat?

I think she's hungry.

- We'll rest up ahead, go
around wide at daybreak.

- Pemican?

- I didn't come
prepared to feed a child.

- Okay.

Just a minute, sweetie.

I'm doing the best I can.

Here we go.

Come on, yeah,
that's it, that's it.

- Mrs. Richards.

I wish to know that any
resources I command

are at your disposal.

- Thank you, captain.

It's kind of you
to make the effort

to be thoughtful
at a time like this.

- My pleasure.

If I may say, even your brief
presence here has brightened

this otherwise dreary outpost.

- Whatever do you mean?

- Only that women of taste

and refinement are rare here.

- Oh, you flatter me.

But for the moment, I
should like to be alone

with thoughts of my husband.

I was more of a man
than you will ever be.

- It's cold.

- Well, we can't build a fire.

- I know.

When do you think they'll come?

- Well, first they'll
gather many men.

Then they'll come.

- I couldn't leave her.

- Will
you be her mother?

- No, Beatrice will learn.

- That turkey bird, she'd
rather have a new dress

than a child to care for.

- Maybe someone else
in her family will want her.

- Someone does
want her, Elizabeth.

The same someone that
taught you how to chew her food.

- She's not a huron.

A Christian-born child should

grow up learning Christian ways.

- Well, I reckon that's
the difference between us,

because I figure a child should
grow up loved and wanted.

- She should be raised
to know the word of god,

so that when she dies,
she'll go to heaven.

- Your god must be
smaller than mine.

I guess my god could find
a child in a huron village.

- Hawkeye.

How is it that you don't read

and yet you understand
the scriptures so well?

- Where're you going?

- Elizabeth!

But you are safe.

I've been beside
myself with worry.

I was afraid.

- I went for the baby.

- Did you find her?

- Yes, I did.

- What happened?

- Beatrice, I didn't
bring her back.

- Because you had no choice.

- That's true.

I had no choice.

- You were courageous to try.

We did all we could.

We did all we could.

- Left, right,
left, right, left, right, left.

- Will you see that this
gets to Winchester hill?

- Of course.

Oh, how glad I am to be
rid of this most awful place.

- Halt.

- Travel well, Beatrice.

- I still feel you
don't belong here.

You should come home before
this place truly changes you.

I fear it will influence
you beyond redemption.

- Not until I find my husband.

- Leave it to captain
shields to find him.

As his brother, he's surely
as determined as you are.

- Well, I prefer to stay.

- All right.

I shall give your
love to your family.

Lieutenant.

Farewell, Elizabeth.

- Safe journey, Beatrice.

- Elizabeth.

I believe I have something
that belongs to you.

- Thank you.

- A truly civilized woman
has every right to flutter a fan.

- What does the name
squananhaway mean?

- Beloved.

That's nice.

- Yeah.

I told hawkeye that I
had no use for the fan,

that something so delicate
belongs at an afternoon tea,

not out here.

Of course, Beatrice
said the same of me.

And yet, more
and more I feel as if

my being here does
have some purpose,

that as hawkeye said,

there is some greater plan.