All language subtitles for Hawkeye.S01E20.Hester.480p.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor - Cópia

- Club against gun, friend.

We both know who's
gonna win that one.

I been trackin' you
for the better part

of two days, black eagle.

You shouldn't have stopped
to collect another scalp.

Chingachgook, would
you like to do the honors?

Take him back to the
fort, I'll be right behind you.

- No, hawkeye, come with me now.

This woman
dances with the devil.

A man should keep his distance.

- Thank you.

I'll bear your counsel in mind.

- I will know the taste
of your heart, white man.

- You know, you almost
got your topknot lifted.

Black eagle has been
scalping everything that moves

and collecting
the French bounty.

- We would've managed.

- Are ya lost?

- I have walked some 500
miles from Massachusetts

and have never, not for
one moment, been lost.

Do I appear to be lost?

- Well, I can't rightly say
as what you appear to be,

but you appear to my
friend to be a demon Walker.

- Then you had best not
trifle with me, had you?

- No, ma'am, I don't reckon
you're one to be trifled with.

- Excuse me, ma'am.

Would you happen to
know if I'm gonna die?

- What's your name, son?

- Gabriel.

I was a towheaded baby, so my
mama named me after the angel,

Gabriel.

She needs me now, mama does.

I should be home.

I'm the only one
who knows how to do

the sheep shearin' proper.

- Rest yourself, Gabriel.

You'll get home.

I promise you.

You'll get home.

- Who is that?

- You captured him.

- That we have.

- I heared he particularly
favored women and children.

Yankee women and children.

- I will show them how
little they have to fear.

- I will be free again,
and I will take 10 scalps

in revenge, 10 scalps
of yankee children.

- The next time you see
the outside of my stockade,

you'll be swinging
at the end of a rope.

Johnson!
- Sir?

- Shackle him in
the parade ground.

Let us keep him on
display for the time.

- Easy there, Johnson.

Colonel wants
to interrogate him.

- Stop, the pestilence,
where's the pestilence?

- How'd she know that?

How'd she know we
got the fever here?

- She knows because
she is a demon.

Death walks with her.

- I must go to the infirmary.

You have put it in the tavern,

so to keep the
pestilence outside the fort.

- What are you doing?

You'll have these
men dead of chills.

- The poisons, they must be
released and the perspiration

must be allowed to escape.

- And who are you?

Are you trained in medicine?

What are your credentials?

- Credentials, I have none.

Trained, I am though.

And what of yourself?

Do you even know
what ails these men?

- No.

I wish I did.

- 'Tis called bone break fever.

The convulsions are
what so wracked the body,

sometimes hard bones break.

Lord, you sweet little lamb.

You're burning up with fever.

You look so like
someone I once knew.

He's little more
than a boy, isn't he?

- Yes.

- They need you back
at home, do they not?

It is the middle of
sheep shearing season

and you are trapped here.

You will be well.

Well and healthy and
home in time to shear

all the sheep you like.

Show me your
pharmacopeia and make haste.

- You've not yet shown
me why I should place

my confidence in you.

- Because you have no choice.

Mercury.

Sulfur, calomel.

There is more here to
torture men to death than

to ease his suffering.

- How did you know what
you did about Gabriel?

- How would you be thinking?

By some dark power?

- Why
would I think that?

- That which is no more
than simple observation

and common sense
is often misinterpreted.

Small-minded men fear
what they do not understand.

It is easier to brand a
woman a witch and hang her.

- No one here at fort
bennington would ever harm you.

- You actually have
something of use here.

I will show you how
to brew this into a tea.

His hands.

The boy's hands.

They are calloused from
the shears and yet soft.

Soft from the sheep's oil.

Plus, the boy positively
stinks of mutton.

What in the name
of all that is holy

- I beg your par...
- Are you doing?

- And who, my good
woman, might you be?

- Taylor, she has come to help
nurse these unfortunate men

back to health.

- If you bleed this
man, he will die.

- You question the
decision of a surgeon

in his majesty's service?

- This is what they
need, herbal infusions.

I can gather enough to cure
the lot of them from a meadow

I passed not two
miles from here.

- Chambers, I must have
my men restored to health.

What do you know
of these infusions?

- I know them to be useless.

Would you listen to the
mindless prattle of a mad woman?

- Oh, how dare you.

I am hester Adams of
Danvers, Massachusetts,

and I have saved more
lives than you have taken

with all your black arts.

- You speak of black arts.

Was not Danvers once known
as Salem, site of the trials

that rid that village of
an infestation of witches?

- Hester, you were
correct when you said that

some small-minded idiot
would try to brand you a witch.

- Elizabeth.
- Taylor.

What possible harm
can her infusions do?

She's well-versed
in folk medicine.

- Folk medicine, strange
folk indeed who traffic

with the dark one.

- Butcher!

Your kind took everything I
loved on this earth from me.

I will not be spoken to

- enough!
- Nor will I

stand silent!
- Enough!

Private, escort this woman out.

See to it that she does
not return to this infirmary.

- Elizabeth, fever wart,
there is enough for one.

Use it, save that boy.

I do not need to be led.

I can find my own way.

- There's no need
for that, mister.

- You can tell me that when
you've got rank, hawkeye.

- More question of
manners than rank, soldier.

Now let her go.

What seems to be the
problem, Mrs. Adams?

- Your captain makes a poor
welcoming committee, woodsman.

- He's not my captain.

- No matter, I will

be on my way.

- Why do you help
the demon, hawkeye?

To bring more
illness in the fort?

- I would cure the
illness not cause it.

- Pay him no mind, hester.

He's nothing to you.

- Nothing?

Unchain me and I'll
show you what I am.

- Why, so you can run
to the French and tell 'em

of the sickness here?

- The French will not kill you.

The yankee let the
demon woman in the fort.

The yankee killed himself.

- He speaks nonsense.

- Do I?

Do you believe she's
not a demon woman?

- Hester.

- The yankee killed himself.

- Tell me, scout, has
she bewitched you also?

- All I did was afford her safe
passage to the fort, Taylor.

- In return for?

- A smile and a kind word.

- I was present when she
assailed Dr. chambers.

She was severely
lacking in kindness.

- Maybe she wasn't
given a reason.

- Do you believe in
witchcraft, hawkeye?

- I believe that there
are those who can see

what I cannot see,
hear what I cannot hear.

- And is this
woman one of those?

- Don't believe I
know her well enough

to make that judgment.

- The puritan process
is rather simple.

We could place her in
water and see if she floats.

- That would seem to be
more of a test of whether or not

she can swim.

- We could look for
the devil's mark on her.

Shave her head, strip her naked.

What think you, scout?

- I think we'd be more
likely to find the devil's mark

on the searchers.

- Really?

- Now come on, Taylor.

I never figured you for one
who believed in the netherworld.

- What I believe.

Hawkeye, I could care less if
she can hear what I can't hear

or see what I can't see,
but if she can heal what

I can't heal, she gives me
troops I need to kill frenchmen,

and if that power comes
from some dark place,

what does it matter to me?

- Well, the king would
admire your feelings.

I'm not so sure about
the church of England.

- Yankee will die!

Demon woman
will kill your soldiers.

She is the devil.

- Private.

The huron has been in
public view long enough.

See that he is thrown
into the stockade.

Oh god.

- You must stop that surgeon.

- Is it not enough that
my command is down

to less than half strength?

Must I now have my orders
questioned by a civilian?

- Taylor, I have always
known you to look after the men

who serve under you.

I ask you, look after them now.

- Is that not what I'm doing?

Chambers is the finest
surgeon in the colonies.

- But what harm can it
do to let hester try her tea

for a day or two?

- It is impossible.

I cannot countermand the
orders of a trained physician

in his majesty's service.

- All right, answer me
but one further question.

Answer it honestly and I
will bother you no more.

Have you ever seen anyone
as sick as your men are

recover from a bleeding?

Answer me honestly.

- At this moment, I'm
serious about one thing

and one thing alone.

Restoring my men to health
before the French catch wind

of our weakened state
and mount an assault.

- Yes, but you can't
possibly mean you intend

to dose your men with any
of that woman's infusions.

- If it would return them
to service one day sooner,

I would dose them all in
the king's own bathwater.

But for now, only one
man will be treated as a test.

- One man you say?

Well, and I shall set
about to bleed the rest

of them immediately.

- No.

For the next 24 hours, the
only blood I shall countenance

being shed is the
blood of frenchmen.

- There are those who
would find it most interesting

to learn that an officer
in their command

is using witchcraft
to treat his men.

- I have given my order, doctor.

See to it that it is obeyed.

- Hawkeye, thank god
you haven't left already.

Where's hester?

- She left.
- She left?

- You'd do the same if
you got the kind of welcome

she did around here.

- Well, we don't have enough
of this and I don't know where

to get more.

I'm not even certain
as to what it is.

- The Delaware
call it.

We call it fever wart.

My mother used it on us
when we were children.

- Well, we need more, a lot
more, enough to treat every

sick man in this fort.

- Well, if I recollect
correctly, there's a whole field

of the stuff not far from here.

- Well, that's exactly
what hester said.

Hawkeye, could you?

- I could.

- Thank you.

- You have a
lovely voice, woodsman.

- Why, thank you.

I won my share of
hog calling contests.

I thought you would be back in
Massachusetts colony by now.

- I was not running home.

I too came to collect the herb.

- But of course you
never, ever get lost.

- That is right.

- You just picked
an alternate rout.

- Yes, exactly.

- Because you never, ever,
not for one moment get lost.

- Well, perhaps for one moment.

- Yes, one very short moment.

- Yes.

You should come over
here because you are missing

all the best plants.

- There's too
much beef in there.

Take a bit back.

- Take a bit back, I
never heard that before.

- It's not for me.

For a savage.

- In that case, got a bit of
rotten cabbage for him as well.

- He'll like that.

You're not comin' down
with that fever too, are ya?

- I might be at that.

- We're all like to die of it.

Not a doctor born can
cure an epidemic brought on

by the forces of darkness.

- How is that?

- The puritan woman.

She's a witch.

- No.
- Aye.

Savage said so
hisself, and they know.

They're all in
league with the devil.

- Well that's the
god's pure truth.

- You can feel it, can't ya?

The spell she's
put us all under.

If the French don't
get us and the fever

don't get us, she will.

- I do.

I do feel it now as
you mentioned it.

- We're gonna have to
be doin' somethin' about it,

by and by.

- Well, count me in.

- Supper.

Sorry it couldn't be
somethin' you savages fancy,

like a pipin' hot
bowl of dog guts.

Wake up you filthy savage.

Get your plate of food.

Well, don't tell me the
fever saved the hangman

a job of work.

You won't need that trinket
where you're goin', will ya?

- I say, captain.

Are you convinced
that this is the huron

who's made many
atrocities of the French?

- Oh, black eagle
is the one all right.

But before we begin torture,
we will try a few bribes.

He is our last hope
of finding out how likely

the French are to strike.

Guards!

I'm afraid, captain, that
our last hope has escaped.

- Why do you not rest a minute?

- With Elizabeth and
the men at the fort,

we ought to be getting back.

- A moment of
rest will not hurt.

Shields gave Elizabeth 24 hours.

- When we met, you were
wearing a widow's peak.

How did your husband die?

- You afraid I cast
a spell upon him?

Do you too believe
me to be a witch?

- I believe you could cast a
spell on any man, hester Adams.

And I don't believe you'd
have to use witchcraft to do it.

And now that we both
know that you're not going

to turn me into a toad,

would you like to
answer my question?

- It is a sad tale.

My husband was bled to death,

just as that fool of a surgeon
proposes for those young men

back at the fort.

We married young.

Too much in love to wait.

I was with child
when he fell ill.

He wanted so much to be
healthy in order to help me

that he called for the
doctor to attend him.

And when this practitioner
came to us with his

leeches and lancets,

I made a mighty protest,

and I was ordered
to hold my tongue.

And, god forgive me, I did.

I held my tongue
even as they drained

my husband's life from his body.

The child died the
fortnight following his father.

After I laid each of them to
rest, this earth lost its hold

on me and I swore that no
power on it would ever again

force me to hold my tongue.

So I was cast from decent
society and thrown to the fringes

where other
troublesome women dwell.

I've spoken too much.

- No.

You have not.

- If we tarry we will not
reach the fort by nightfall.

- You've got to
get back to the fort.

- Are you not coming?

- Black eagle is heading
to the French to tell 'em

about the epidemic.

I can't let him do that.

- I do not want to leave you.

- You'll be safe.

They're headed
north, and the fort

- no, no, no, it's not that, I

- hester Adams.

Those men need you back there,

especially the ones
that aren't but boys.

Nice of you to stop by.

Coulda used your help earlier.

- I wasn't here earlier.

- I know.

- I heard the noise.

- Good.

- How many were there?

- Black eagle plus four.

- And the devil woman?

- They weren't afraid of her.

- They are huron, they
don't know anything.

- Then they should be
easy to catch, let's go.

- He seems improved.

- I'm certain captain shields
would enjoy holding off

the French with
an entire company

of just such improved soldiers.

- Dr. chambers.

Captain shields has
given me 24 hours.

Perhaps you would like to
return when the time is up.

- The sergeant stays.

The time for tea
sipping is over.

Chambers, begin the bleeding.

- Immediately, sir.

- Taylor, you
promised me I could

- Elizabeth, we are
threatened with annihilation,

action must be taken.

Swift, decisive action.

- Taylor, please.

- Chambers, what
are you waiting for?

Draw my men.

- Hey, what are you doing?

You nicked me with the shears.

Are you an angel?

Have I been called home?

- By his mercy,
you are still alive.

Do you see?

Hester's medicine works.

- Her witchcraft you mean.

- No, her healing.

I would think that you would
be happy to see this boy

restored to his health.

- What does it profit a man
to cure his body when he loses

his immortal soul.

- Witchcraft or no, it
makes little difference

because we do
not have the witch.

- Would you mean me?

I have enough fever wart
to cure every man here.

- Oh captain, I insist.

- Chambers, if she be a
fiend from hell, all the better

we should send a few
French home with her.

Minister to them all, woman,
but for god's sakes, cure them.

- If you believe I
shall let this pass,

you're sadly mistaken.

- Come.

- They split off here.

- But why?

The French are to the north.

- Black eagle swore
he'd take scalps.

The Mitchell farm is this
way across bear creek.

- We could go this
way, cross at the rapids.

- There's still five of them.

- I'll take two.

- Good.

That leaves three.

- You take the extra one.

- Why do I have to
take the extra one?

- 'Cause you're taller.

- What has that
got to do with it?

- Everything.

- Nice work.

- The extra one!

- Can you keep an eye
on this 'til I send help?

- You going back to the fort?

- Yes, I mean to see
that hester Adams is safe.

- Go, I do all the
work around here.

- Chingachgook, the
English want black eagle alive.

- They always want
things the wrong way.

- Chambers shall
have the final word,

of that there can be no doubt.

- But surely the
man recognizes that

he's been fairly beaten.

The men recovered.

- His kind recognizes
nothing fair.

This is not a game I
play for the first time.

- Hester, you have
nothing to fear.

Taylor is many things,
but he will not allow you

to be harmed.

- Things happen at night,
Elizabeth, that most men would not

allow in the light of day,

and yet they happen.

I wish hawkeye were here.

Elizabeth, tell me something.

Is hawkeye promised to someone?

- No.

I mean, I really wouldn't know.

I don't believe he is.

- And yet I felt it
there within him.

A bond of some kind
to another woman.

I knew if I pursued him,
he would've moved away.

He is a man of honor.

Once bound to a woman,
he would follow her to hell.

- Yes.

I believe he would.

- It's witchcraft
I'm tellin' ya.

And her and black
eagle are in it together.

There's no other way of
explainin' how he vanished

from my stockade cell when
I never open up that door.

She helped him.

You mind my words.

Witchcraft, no
other explanation.

- But I heard she cured 'em all.

- Her?

It was him.

The stench of brimstone
in that infirmary when those

poor damned souls opened
their eyes was enough

to choke a god-fearin' man.

- Him?

You mean the devil?

- The doctor says it's a
very common occurrence this.

- Satan brings an epidemic.

Then sends one of his
fallen angels to cure it.

- I felt it the minute
hawkeye brought her here.

When she passed by me
that morning, I came all over

with the fever,
sweatin', and the chills.

- Why do you reckon they
drove her out of Massachusetts?

- Well, I'll be damned if
we should just sit here.

They got rid of her
in Massachusetts.

We can get rid of her here.

- Aye.
- Aye.

- I say we destroy the witch.

Who's with me?

- I'm with ya!

- They are coming for me.

- No one will have you.

Hurry.

This way.

You'll be safe here, I promise.

- No, Elizabeth, I
will never be safe

in your civilized world.

I see that now.

You bid hawkeye adieu for me.

- Hester, you will
see him tomorrow.

Hurry.

- Come on, open the
door, open the door.

We know you're hidin' a witch.

Come on, open the door.

- Good evening.

What is it that you
want at this hour?

- We'll not quarrel
with you, Mrs. shields.

You send out the witch,
we'll trouble ya no further.

- Mr. alcott?

Mr. deterow, I'm
surprised to see you here.

- Please, Mrs. shields,
life here is just too hard

without lettin' in
trouble makers.

You know that.

- But tell me this.

Aren't your parents huguenots?

In your homeland,
the French think

that you are troublemakers.

And you, Mr. alcott, I believe
your family to be quakers,

considered by the English
to be troublemakers.

And you, herr berger,
your family in Pennsylvania,

they're Amish.

The prussians think that
they are terrible troublemakers,

don't they, herr berger?

- Are you all to be swayed
by a woman's prattle?

The demon inside
has cast a spell on her.

Now you all know what
has to be done here.

- I saw we listen to the doctor!

Hang the witch!

- Look what you done to my hand!

- Coulda been a lot worse.

Now I don't believe
that there's anything left

for you gentlemen to
do here this evening.

As for you, doctor, Johnson
here may need your services.

No one else will.

- That is not your
decision, woodsman.

There is a witch inside
and you shall rue the day

and suffer for
consorting with her.

- There's about as much
truth in that as there is

to your doctorin'.

As to what I suffer,
I don't believe that

that's your decision.

- Thank you.

- I didn't mean to
interrupt your sermon.

I just didn't think all
of them were listening.

How is hester?

- Hester.

Where did she go?

I don't understand.

You admired her,

didn't you?

- I did.

She's a woman to test
the medal of any man.

A woman to walk
the long road with.

- She said the same of you.

- Did she now?

- I wonder how she managed
to escape the storage room,

let alone, leave the fort?

- Well, I can't rightly say.

But would you mind
telling me who that fella is,

with the pointed ears
and the pitchfork?

- A most remarkable
woman came into our lives

at fort bennington.

The nearest I can come
to describing hester is that

she carried with her
the spirit of healing.

I can openly attest that my
own spirits were greatly lifted

when hawkeye chose
not to follow hester

into the dark wilderness,
which surrounds our small

sheltering circle of light.