All language subtitles for Hawkeye.S01E17.The.Visit.480p.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor - Cópia

Uh, uh!

- It's my father.

- The two of you are turning
my son-in-law into a cuckold.

- When you accuse
Elizabeth of adultery,

you accuse me as well.

- Were I a younger man,

I would thrash you
within an inch of your life.

Uh!

Uh!

Uh!

- Who did this?
- The ring.

- The ring is
proof of William's demise.

- And my husband is
dead, let him lie in peace.

- Leave him to me

and I'll see you in
front of a firing squad!

- That was the best one yet.

- You've been keeping
secrets from me.

- You never asked if I
could shoot an arrow.

- Well, judging from the fact
that you couldn't aim a musket

five months ago,
I just figured...

- Well, you figured wrong.

Here, it's your turn.

- Well, hell fire.

- You hit the tree.

- I was aiming for your arrow.

Shh!

- Uh!

Uh!

Uh!

- Uh!

- Uh!

- This one's still alive.

- No.

- What's the matter?

- It's my father.

- Good god, longworth!

- You know him?

- Long ago from the time
I was courting Elizabeth.

Look, see to a barrier
detail for the other man.

Come.

- Stop pawing at
me, Taylor, step back.

- Father, you're alright.

- I will be as soon as
Taylor and this bumpkin

stop manhandling me.

- It's bumppo, Nathaniel
bumppo, sir, folks call me hawkeye.

- Bumppo?

Bumpkin's close enough.

- Yes, well, he seems
to be feeling fine now.

- Back to his old self.

- Well, I'd best be on my way.

- You are a long
way from Virginia, sir.

What are you doing here?

- Yes, father, why are you here?

- Is it too much to expect
some manner of welcome,

before the interrogation begins?

Taylor, if you don't mind,

I'd prefer it if you'd
leave us alone.

- As you wish.

I will have the surgeon come
around to have a look at you.

It's good to see you, sir.
- Good.

- Elizabeth.

- Come here and
give me a kiss, child.

As usual I'm overwhelmed
by your filial warmth.

- It isn't that I'm
not glad to see.

- It's just that our
last leave-taking

was something
less than pleasant.

- A great deal
less than pleasant.

- Your marriage to William
was a disappointment to me.

- You made no secret of that.

- Yes, well, I preferred
Taylor, at least he has a career.

- William has a career, father.

- As a merchant?

- Yes, as a merchant.

- I doubt if he's
buying or selling much

at the moment however.

Any news of his whereabouts?

- No.

- Then he may very well be dead.

- And he may very well be alive.

Father, why are you here?

Surely not on a whim?

- Your friends ask after
you often, god knows why,

perhaps you owe them money.

- You came 1000
miles to tell me that?

- No, child, I came to take
you home where you belong.

- You can't be serious.

- As serious as I
have ever been.

- Well, it's out
of the question.

- Child, that was not a
question, I am still your father

and I still demand your
obedience and respect.

You will do as I ask.

Father's demand

has set my mind spinning,

feelings long forgotten
are crowding in

and the reason I married
William gnaws at me.

The words to get away from my
father's overpowering presence

echo in my brain,

even though I have
never spoken them aloud.

He cannot make me leave, can he?

I am no longer a child, am I?

- Hello, Mr. longworth,
good to see you up and about.

Feeling better?

I guess not.

- Let's make sure that
we're in agreement,

in exchange for the wampum belt,

there are five yards
of gingham, 12 buttons,

three pounds of rice and
four gallons of bleaching,

am I correct?

- That's the bargain, ma'am.

- Good, I'll put it
together for you.

Good morning, father.

- Quite the little
shopkeeper, aren't you?

- Well, yes, yes, I am.

Is there something
I can get for you?

- No, thank you, I'll just
stand here and observe,

if it's no problem.

- No, not at all.

- You were certainly much
more graceful on the dance floor.

- Dance floors are in
scarce supply here, father.

- Then may I suggest you
return to where they are not.

- It doesn't appear your father

is much taken with things here.

- He's rarely taken
with things in general.

I've been meaning to apologize
for his rudeness yesterday.

- It's his rudeness, not yours.

Run into a bear once had
the same fine sense of humor.

- It's just his way, he
means no harm by it.

- That's what they
said about the bear.

- Tell me, Taylor, what
is this woodsman to her?

- Hawkeye, hm,

I suppose they have
eventuated a friendship of sorts.

- Has she no women friends?

- Women are few and
far between in this place,

save for barmaids
and necessaries.

- All the more reason
to take her home.

- Why are you so adamant
about her returning to Virginia?

- I have my reasons.

However if
William is still alive.

- If William is alive,

then miracles did not
end with the reformation.

- Then you do think
that he is dead?

- Dead and scattered,
if I know my savages.

- Hm,

and what if the French had him?

- Why would they keep him?

Because of his sparkling
after-dinner conversation,

so many crates of flour,
so many pounds of lard.

- Hm, still, there's
no proof either way.

- No, you're right,
there is no proof.

There is no proof
that he's alive or dead.

- Elizabeth?

- Yes?

- Finally got
this fixed for you.

- You didn't have
to come all this way.

- I figured if I didn't,

tonight would be the
night you'd need it.

- Well, as long as you're here,
would you like a cup of tea?

- Well, that's very
kind, thank you.

- You said 25 pounds, I
ain't about to do for no ring,

Massachusetts pays
50 pounds for a scalp.

- This is not payment, you dolt,

when you find the
appropriate body,

you're to place
this on its finger.

- And where the devil
am I to find a body?

- Not a body, a corpse and
some three or four months old,

scalped if possible.

- Nasty business, captain.

- Then never mind,

I will find someone
with a stronger stomach.

- Let me see the ring.

What's this sign?

- My family's crest,
over 200 years old,

but that is none of your affair.

Now can you retain
all this information

without getting into hard cider?

- Count on it, captain.

- Yes?

- It's
your father, Elizabeth.

- Come in.

- And what is it
that you're writing?

- Nothing of importance.

- You keep a diary,
is that what that is?

- Yes.

- Good, have you written
about me in your remembrances?

No matter, if you have,

I can surmise the
tenor of it myself.

- Father, I would never write
anything unkind about you.

- Unkind?

No, I can't imagine you
doing anything unkind,

you favor your
mother in that regard,

in most regards
now that I think of it.

- She used to say that
I reminded her of you.

- Hm, only because you
were such a willful child.

- I was not.

- Oh, and what
about that archery episode?

- That was not willful.

- Indeed?

No one else thought it
proper for a five-year-old girl

to learn to handle a
weapon, but you insisted

that the only reason that
they wouldn't teach you

was because you would
become more adept

than any of the boys.

Elizabeth, I should
never have insisted

that you return with
me, I was too unbending.

Perhaps if you simply made
a visit, stayed for a few weeks,

if any news of William
comes while you're away,

Taylor can always
dispatch a messenger.

- I
don't know, papa.

- It's been a very long while
since you've called me papa.

Will you consider it at least?

- Of course I will.

- Thank you.

Sleep well, Elizabeth.

- And this is the letter
c, which is the word corn.

The sound of it,
this is the letter d.

- That is the letter e,
Mrs. shields, that is e.

- Yes, so it is.

- May we go on to the next page?

- No, I think that will be
as far as we'll go today,

children, but we'll do
more at our next lesson.

- Short lesson.

- Yes.

Yes, it was.

- Everything alright?

- My father has
withdrawn his edict

about my returning
with him to Virginia,

however he has now couched it

as a visit of undefined length.

- Hard to turn down
a request like that.

- Yes, it is.

- Something about
it has upset you?

- I'm afraid that if I went
and while I was away,

William's fate was resolved.

Well, then I would have
a difficult time returning.

- You're a grown
woman, Elizabeth,

you don't have to do
anything you don't want to.

- So the question is do you
know of someone that size

died three or four
months before?

- I do, but you're asking
me to disturb the dead.

- Yeah, but I ain't asking
you to do it for free.

We got a deal?

- I'm so glad you came by,

I've been meaning to bring
this to you at the Delaware camp.

- Well, the belt I
have is perfectly good.

- The belt you
have is perfectly old.

- But it suits me fine.

- Well, now you have two belts.

- Good god, Elizabeth,

this wilderness
has despoiled you

even more than I
thought possible.

It's not enough that you
show me such disrespect,

but that you would
lie to me as well.

- I have never lied
to you in my life.

- Indeed?

You tell me the only
reason for your staying

is to search for your husband,

when it is apparent that
you couldn't care less

whether he is found or no.

- If you're saying what
I think you're saying.

- What I am saying,
sir is that the two of you

are turning my
son-in-law into a cuckold

and that this
affair is the reason,

that my daughter refuses
her father's request.

- That's not true.

- I'm taking you
home in the morning,

whether you wish to
go or not and I will do so,

even if I have to bind
you up like a sack of flour.

I only hope that when you
return to your home in Virginia,

you are restored to some small
measure of Christian decency.

We have nothing more to
say to each other, bumpkin.

- Begging your pardon,
sir, I believe we do.

- This is between my
daughter and myself.

- No, when you accuse
Elizabeth of adultery,

you accuse me as well.

- Well then, perhaps
there's another purpose

for your nightly visits.

- No sin has taken place.

- This conversation
is at an end, sir

as is your relationship
with my daughter.

Were I a younger man,

I would thrash you
within an inch of your life.

As it is, I.

- What's the matter?

- Leave me.

- I'll fetch you a doctor.

- You'll do nothing of the sort,

I wish no one to know of this.

- Elizabeth should know.
- No!

- She's your daughter.

- I do not want her pity.

My daughter need
only know what I tell her.

Do I have your word on that?

Your word?

- You have it.

- This man is
smaller than I'd hoped.

- Look, captain, I
did the best I could,

you owe me 25 pounds.

- We will talk about that,
when he is under the sod.

First thing in the morning,

I have a distasteful task
to perform with his wife.

- And so now I know.

- I'd think you'd want to know,

now you can let grief
out of its locked room.

- Can I?

Hawkeye, when he was
captured, I had no illusions,

I grieved then, I
have no tears left.

If I feel sorrow, it's
that my last excuse

for remaining here
will be buried with him.

- Good you're here, hawkeye,
as soon as I finish here,

you can give us a hand with
this poor old bag of bones.

- Tell me something, mister,
with all the people out there

looking for Mr. William shields,

how come you were
the one to find him?

- By keeping my
ears to the ground.

- While your ears
were down there,

what exactly did you hear?

- That the mingos
was willing to trade him.

- But I heard the
French had him.

- Well maybe so, but it was
the hurons he ended up with

and no pleasure it was neither.

- Ready, boys?

Let's get him home.

- Good looking cloth
he's wrapped up in,

you ever see a mingo
blanket wove like that?

- It's what they give me,

I was too scared to be
asking dumb questions.

Truth be told, I was lucky
to get out with my scalp.

- Or them savages
did him up good,

tore his face clean off.

- Isn't that handy?

- Well, fate it seems
has taken a hand.

- You could try to
seem less pleased.

- Whatever reservations
I had about William

were only as an
unwelcome son-in-law,

personally I bore
the men no ill.

Dull as a rock he may have been,

but I am assured he
was as god-fearing

and upstanding as his brother.

- Your manner seems
to be far more restrained,

than it was last night.

- My concerns of last
night are no longer relevant,

however my insistence
that you return home with me

is no less firm.

- Well, I am not
prepared to do that.

- Are you telling
me that I was correct

about your infidelity?

- I'm telling you no such thing.

- Then are you
returning with me or no?

- I don't know.

- May I expect at some point,

that you will resolve
this indecision?

- Yes, father, you
may be sure of it.

- Why you keep at
me with questions?

- Just the curious
sort, I guess.

- Well, like
I told the captain,

it was two days'
journey to find him.

- North?
- Well sure, north,

that's where the mingos and
the frenchies are, ain't they?

- Even though he was
buried, he still had the,

what was it that you called it?

- Crest, turned
out it was a ring

with the shields' family
crest, what are you getting at?

- Nothing, like I
said, just curious.

It's just not like the hurons

to pass up something
as tradable as a ring.

- I want my money and I
want this fort behind me.

That hawkeye's
throwing questions at me

like they was tomahawks,

hanging around is
dangerous to me and you.

- Very well, meet me outside
the armory gate in an hour.

- And you'll have what's
coming to me, all of it?

- Set your mind
at ease, Mr. devlin,

you will get all
that you earned.

- Ma'am, condolences.

- It would be someone like
him to bring William back.

- What can I do
for you, Elizabeth?

I suspect you are not here to
pass the time of this sad day.

- I have come
for William's rings,

I'm given to understand
that you have them.

- Yes, though we
found no wedding ring.

I cannot hand over the
family crest quite yet,

you see, there are unfortunately

practical details to dispose of,

the ring is proof
of Williams demise

to whomever is
handling the estate,

so that my father's patrimony
may be released to me.

I will make sure
you get the ring.

My condolences, dear Elizabeth.

- And mine to you also, Taylor.

- To me?

- He was your brother
as well as my husband,

surely you remember that.

- You look troubled.

I'd think knowing about William

would offer you some
measure of peace.

- I would have thought the same,

but it doesn't seem
to be the case.

- Now you're free, you
can go back to Virginia.

- Why would you tell me that?

- Because he's your father

and you owe him your
respect and obedience.

- I was hoping for
a different answer.

- It's the only
answer I can give.

Tell your father you'll
go with him, please.

- Papa.

- Elizabeth,

I'm sorry,

I'm so sorry.

No, no.

- Please.

- In my valise

from long ago.

- Oh, papa.

- I saw how much
love you gave that doll,

I was always envious.

- I had no idea.

- I never knew how to
tell you how much I care,

no,

how much I loved you.

I thought that to show
love was to show weakness,

I was wrong.

Don't wait to say the
things you wanna say

or you may never get the chance.

Tired,

I'll sleep now.

- Fire!

Recover!

- All that the father
bringeth me shall come to me

and he that cometh to
me I will in no way cast out.

Wherefore my heart is
glad and my glory rejoiceth,

thou shalt show
me the path of life,

in thy presence is
the fullness of joy

and at thy right hand is
their pleasure forevermore.

Amen.

- The preacher
gave a good service.

- Yes, he did.

- I expect it's little comfort,

but at least he was with
you when he passed on.

- It meant a great deal to me.

My father said things to me,

that I've waited my
whole life to hear.

- I expect they meant as
much to him to say them.

- He talked about there
being too much left unsaid,

because he waited too long.

My father is dead

and my husband is too

and there are things that
you and I must speak of.

- No, Elizabeth,

it's not yet time.

Of your father's
death, I have no doubt,

but I can't say the
same of William's.

- Why do you need further proof?

- Because I wish to say
things to you, Elizabeth,

things that once
said can't be unsaid,

do things that can't be undone,

but I can't speak or act, if
there's the slightest chance,

that one day
William will return.

- I need no further proof.

- I do.

- Then go and find it

for both our sakes.

- Afternoon.

- What can I get you, hawkeye?

- I'm looking for the man,

who brought in
William shields' body.

- That would be devlin, never
was a man so aptly named,

what he done to me.

- Well, this devlin, have
you seen him today?

- Sadly I have, but an hour
ago he had a tankard or two,

then he left.

- Alone?

- As far as I know.

- Much obliged.

Devlin.

- The ring.

- Who did this,
who'd you meet with?

- The ring.

- No, you can't, hawkeye,
you can't go in there, no.

Sorry, sir.

- What reason, sir for
your rude entrance?

I assume you have one?

- I'm not sure, but
I have a glimmer.

I just brought devlin
in and he's dead.

- Leave us.

I was told he had
left for Albany.

- He never made the trail,

he left the fort
without pack or mount

and he still has
a scalp, Taylor.

- Curious.
- Isn't it?

- What is on your mind, hawkeye?

What is it you are circling

with such cautious
righteousness?

- I believe we buried
some poor soul

and it wasn't your brother,

that William is still
out there somewhere,

he's dead or
alive, I'm not sure,

but he's not in the
ground outside the fort.

- You are accusing me of
murdering that man, devlin.

- Oh, I haven't
gotten to that part yet.

- You must be insane.

- Hardly,

but you can easily
prove me wrong,

show me the ring that
you took off your brother.

- There.

Does that satisfy you?

- It will, when you put the
one that you've been wearing

all these months
alongside of it.

- And what if I
told you I lost it?

- Then I'd have to say

I couldn't fairly lay
my suspicions to rest.

- Well, scout, then I expect
you will have to spend

the rest of your life
with unrested suspicions,

because devlin will remain dead

as will the corpse you
doubt to be William's.

So I fear there
isn't a bloody thing

you can ever do about it.

- You got me there, Taylor,

there's nothing I can do
about it, except this one thing.

Uh!

Uh!

You're aware that the penalty

for striking an
officer is death?

Fortunately at this moment,

I do not choose
to be an officer.

Uh!

Uh!

Argh!

- It's hawkeye!

- Sir, are you alright?

Uh, ah!

- Lower your weapons!

Leave him to me or I'll see
you in front of a firing squad!

Now get back!

Now shall we continue?

Uh!

Uh!

Uh!

- What is this about?

- Tell her, shields.

- I do not know how
to put this, Elizabeth,

at the risk of hurting
you even more,

it seems we have
all been deceived.

- Deceived by whom?

- The man who
brought the body here

and said it was your husband's
was motivated by greed.

- He had the ring.

- My ring, I had lost
it some days ago,

evidently he found it
and concocted this plot

with the vain hope of
some expected reward.

- And this quarrel
between the two of you?

- A difference of opinion
between gentlemen.

- Hawkeye?

- Certainly a
difference of opinion.

- The
time papa and I had together,

brief as it was has given
me a sense of peace

and fulfillment I never
would have thought possible

and I pray that William will
be found soon once and for all.

It is my hope that
he still be alive,

but even if he were to
have found a merciful death,

it would be better than
this agony of not knowing,

not being able to close
this chapter in my life.

I feel more surely than ever

that there is a life for
me with the woodsman

and I find myself
more and more anxious

for it to begin soon,

I pray that it is soon.