All language subtitles for DDh_2

He lived in the foothills,
last I heard.

One of the originals,
Fontana chapter.

So, then the flea wakes up and he's
back in the hells angels mustache...

Kirby, I'm in a bar.

Oh, John.

Well, that's not
the worst of it.

There's some serious
fucking people tailing us

and I don't know how.

What does the guy say?

Look at that ass car go.

This fucking kid's
a carnival, man.

She's every
loser's lucky day.

Look, I'm goin'
to preacher's.

I'm heading there.

John, I felt like you were
the first person I really helped.

That's the god's
honest truth.

Look, I'm not dying, Kirb.
I'm just in El Centro.

Look, tell me
where you are,

give me an address,
I'm gonna come get you.

I'll call you back, okay?

Wait, John, no.

Excuse me, buddy.

Easy, boss.
Oh, my...

What is the matter?

God!

You pulled my arm
out of its socket.

What?
Are you relapsing?

What, you wanna
talk, talk here.

Away from those animals.

Okay.
Look.

I've been thinking
and I have a plan.

I know that it's a crime
not to report a crime,

but other than that,
what have you done?

I mean,
that warrant is for me.

You could go home.

You could just tip the
trailer back and voila.

I don't have to take
you down with me.

I was talking to these guys

and I think that I can cross
the border at Otay Mesa.

Pretty little white
chick down in Tijuana,

with no money and
a price on her head.

Now that's a hell
of a plan, Lydia.

You don't think I could
take care of myself?

Hell, no. Not even
in this dump here,

let alone in Guadalajara or some
other turd factory down south.

Within a week,
you'll be turning tricks.

That is the most
insulting thing

that anybody has
ever said to me.

Well, I bet it's not.

How else are you
gonna make money?

Look, look, kid.
I'm just...

I'm just trying to help you
think straight, all right?

I know what it's like to have the
shit come down on you, okay?

People get caught when
they make mistakes

and I just don't want you
to do anything stupid, okay?

About all I know is running.

You spent nine
years in prison.

How the fuck
is that running?

Okay, surviving.

I just wanted you to go back
to your little place

and not have to
do any more time.

I'm a murderer, Dad.

Yeah, I know you are, kid.

And you'll face god
for it and so will I.

But not yet.

You let me let you
in on a little secret.

I haven't had so much
fun since I was 15,

stole a car and
drove to Miami beach.

This shit's a party
to a dirtbag like me.

So, stop feeling sorry for
yourself and start listening.

This buddy of mine,

he's rich, he's got connections
and he owes me.

Now, he'll help us if I can find out
where he is, I don't know.

And these
skid-marks over here,

they know but
they're not talkin' and...

I got the address.

Thank you!

Gonna hop up
through there.

There's a lot of
firepower around here,

but there's a lot
of bullshit, too.

Here, hop through here.

Fuck you.
That's not funny.

More bullshit?

No, those are
probably real.

Follow me.

Coming.

Son of a bitch.

That's me.

So, they let you out.

This is my daughter.

They do grow up,
don't they?

Well, you might as well go on inside
the hangar and say hi to him.

Careful, you don't
give him a heart attack.

One of those yours?

Yeah, in another life.

Fuck.

Hey.

Be with you in a minute.
Let me just finish up here.

Well. I expected you
two years ago.

Yeah, stingy parole board,
you know how it is.

It's my daughter, Lydia.

You're kidding.

Lee, I knew you when
you were just a pup.

How are you, sweetie?

I'm fine, thanks.

Yeah.
Mmm-hmm.

Still backing the losers,

I see.
Nazis and confederates.

Yeah, yeah, all losers make me money.
Let me show you around.

So, what's this collectibles
horseshit a front for?

You selling down south?
Ak-47s and the like?

No, no, I don't sell
that commie shit.

You know the walls
along the border?

They're building them with the
landing pads we used in 'nam.

Think about that.

That metal I used to jump
on in the rice paddies,

they're using now to keep
the taco vendors off my lawn.

So, who you
selling to these days?

You know, I love you
like a son, Link.

But I'm not gonna
answer questions

from somebody I haven't
seen in a coon's age.

We had a deal.

I want my bike back
and I want my money.

Which money is that?

I kept my mouth
shut a long time.

You were always the
strong, silent type.

You know, the boys
should be by later on.

Why don't you hang around,
play catch up?

What the fuck for?
I've been sober two years.

Well, maybe someone would like to
witness that with their own eyes.

Yeah!
Shit!

Well, can I get you anything?

A soda,
or something maybe?

I'm fine.

Yo, baby!
Come here!

I bet you feel like you're
surrounded by savages.

No. No, I really appreciate everything.
Thank you.

You do?
Huh?

Mmm.

I bet you don't know what
the hell you're looking at,

or listening to.

These are the last of the survivors.
The last of the kind.

They know this little patch of
desert's gonna be here

long after the rest of this
country cannibalizes itself.

Okay and why is
that gonna happen?

Okay, well,

it'll happen because

most of you people are too
goddamn comfortable to see it.

You kids don't understand.

This country buys
out the subversives.

It turns the rebels
into fashion trends.

It did it with the angels,
it's doing it with rap.

And the corporations package
it up and sell it online.

Hundred dollars a t-shirt for suburban
little princesses just like you.

You know what?
You grew up with your mama.

You never knew the world
your daddy rode in.

But your mama
wasn't always rich.

She started out with us.

But she married
up the ladder.

She became a hood
ornament for the best cars.

How long you been
away from home?

I know all about
why little rich girls

leave their pretty
things behind.

When a mosquito bites you,

it leaves an enzyme that
other mosquitos can smell.

And I can smell
it on you, kid.

Everyone can.

So, you can run forever.

Forever.

But the worst and, I mean,
the worst goddamn people in the world

know that scent
and they'll follow it.

Can you dig it?

Yeah.

Sorry to leave you out
there with them animals,

but I was keepin'
an eye on ya.

So, is this the old hog?

This is her.

'97 softail with
a 570 lift cam.

Shaved the fenders,
chromed the front

and dropped her
two inches.

Beautiful.
Hmm.

I feel kind of jealous,

I thought I
was an only child.

Do you think he's gonna
give it back to you?

Oh, kid, he owes me
a lot more than this.

I did a seven
year stretch,

keeping quiet for
that motherfucker.

Then I got done again for
shanking some fucking nobody.

Otherwise I'd
have been out.

You got raised by
three stepfathers.

Should've been me.

I don't know
what to tell you.

So many enemies,
so many vendettas.

Fills up your
fucking soul, you know?

Play this game with its own
set of stupid fucking rules.

You give your life to it...

it's over.

And I got nothing
to show for it.

There's nothing
I can even say,

I made mistakes
and you suffered.

I'm sorry I wasn't
there for you, baby.

Morning, Link.

What the fuck is
wrong with you?

Wake the kid.
Yeah.

This is a loaded firearm
and I will shoot.

The past is long gone.
Yeah, okay.

Hey, baby.

Wake up,
rise and shine.

Hey.
Cut it out, will you?

Quit it.
Just...

Okay, there's some kind of
kidnapping going on. I don't know.

Fuck.

I'm up.

You gotta be shittin' me.

No, I'm not shittin' ya.

Things have
changed, hombre.

I can't let an opportunity
like this slide by.

See a nickel on the ground
these days, you pick it up.

For 30 grand.

Yeah, well, 30 g's will fill a lot
of holes around here, compadre.

I do appreciate your
loyalty in the past.

I really do.

But we gotta be
professional about this.

We're not gonna
turn you in.

We're gonna follow
the letter of the law.

She can run on home
to her gold-digging mama

and you're free to go.

Take a hike. Hit the road, Jack.
Know what I mean?

You fucking virus.

If you turn us in,

the cops will bust you.
Shut up!

Goddamn brat!

I was running the
fucking Coachella Valley

before you were an itch
in your daddy's sack!

My life isn't an instagram,
for Christ's sake.

I'm in the fucking
history books!

Vietnam, 19th engineer
combat battalion, look it up.

Look it up!

I've dug up more
fucking mines

that I could've blown
the moon up with!

Do you understand that?

Get the fuck outta here!
Get 'em out of here, Cherise,

before I lose my goddamn patience.
Get 'em outta here!

Keep talking,
you senile motherfucker.

Motherfucker?
Yeah.

I wouldn't be if you keep your
mother home at night!

Fuck you! How'd you feel
with a fucking bayonet

in your cracked skull,
you old cock-sucking...

Shit!

Get outta here!

Here's your Nazi bullshit!

Calm down!

Let me tell
you something, pal.

I still love you.

You were the best foot
soldier I ever fucking had.

How 'bout I shoot
you right now?

With your daughter right outside?
Yeah, I might.

No, you won't, you can't.

You're past that.
I watched it, I saw it.

You've changed.

But back in the day...

Back in the day, I kept my fucking
mouth shut for you, old man!

That's what I did
back in the day.

You were like a
fucking father to me!

Back the fuck up!

Roll it the fuck back,
cocksuck!

You know what I'm looking for.
Where's my keys?

See what we got here.

What're you doin'?
Stealing from me, Link?

Stealing? You stole every
goddamn thing I ever had.

Everything!

Now look at you.
You're so fucking broke and pathetic,

I can't even
kill you for it.

You even stole
that from me!

Stay put.

Dad!

Go! Well, they're
fucking shooting at us!

The gun!

We're good, kid.
Hang on to me. Oh, shit!

- Yeah, good idea.
- Okay.

Hey, kid.

We gotta shake a leg,
you comin'?

Hey, Kirby. I'm just checking in.
I'll call you back, okay?

Can't give you a number here.
We're on the road.

We're safe,
sober, both of us.

Call you back.
Thanks, man.

Hey, look, kid,
you're crashing now.

Maybe you
should take a nap?

Do you ever think about what the
world would be like without you?

If I just went ahead and killed myself,
this would all be over.

Oh, so,
that's where we're at.

Givin' up.
Fine.

You kill yourself,
then I'll kill myself.

I'll take some innocent people with me.
How'd that be?

You think I'm kidding,
dad, but I've tried.

Yeah, so have I,
plenty of times.

Where does that get us?

I took all of my stepdad's
pills when I was 12.

Girls take pills when they
want somebody to find 'em.

I tried to hang myself
when I was 10-years-old.

Well, that didn't
work very well.

Do you understand what
I'm trying to tell you?

Yeah, sure,
congratulations.

I was 10-years-old!

Yeah, I knew
a 10-year-old kid.

Killed his whole
family with a rock.

What the fuck
does that mean?

Why don't you
ever listen to me?

I'm listening, okay?

Look, feel this,
right up here. No.

Yes. Come on, it's important.
Feel it, come on.

Oh, my god!
What is that?

Yeah, drove my bike off a cliff on the PCH,
split my head wide open.

Now, the point is,
I meant to do it.

But they saved
my ass anyway

and that's a steel
plate in my head.

And look at this.
No, I don't want to.

You're a fucking cyborg.

I opened up my wrist in prison,
then I got sepsis.

Spent two months in
the prison hospital

watching game shows and then
I really wanted to kill myself.

All right, you win.

You either wanna wake up in
the morning, or you don't.

And if you can't find a
way to live with yourself,

well then, why run?

Why come to me?
Why do any of this?

I don't wanna die.
What was that?

I don't wanna die.

That's right.
You don't wanna die.

'Cause you're
a 17-year-old kid

and you got a lot
to live for. Okay?

You may not wanna
wake up tomorrow,

but the day after that
might just be great.

Might be the best fucking
day of your life, you know?

You don't wanna
miss it, right?

Great, keep doing the hair.

I'll be back in an hour or two,
I got a meeting.

I need to talk
to an old friend.

If something happens to you,
how am I gonna know?

I'll give you
Kirby's number, okay?

If something happens,
you call Kirby...

So, if we get separated,
I'm supposed to call your sponsor?

Kid, look. This is something
I really need to do.

I promise I'll come back.

I'll be back before
you're a blonde, okay?

Okay.
See ya.

I lost my ID.

Here to see Rios.

I know.

- Dad?
- Lydia?

Kirby?
What happened?

Is your father there?

No, he's not back yet.
Did he call you?

Yeah, earlier, he did.
He told me you were in Yuma.

Listen, I'm worried about him,
I'm worried about both of you.

Is he in trouble?

I don't think it's safe
for you to be there alone.

I think you should go to a public
place, someplace crowded.

Don't trust anybody, Lydia.
Stay in a crowd. Listen to your instincts.

I have to pull strings
to get you back inside?

Conjugal visit.
Kiss me, no tongues.

How are ya?

You are one ugly dude.

Shit! You look like
a public defender.

Yeah.

Please grow back
the beard, please!

Yeah, you need me to
teach you to tie a tie.

No, no, no.
It's my little girl.

That guy I asked you about.
Did you get the message?

Nephew of Alfonso
angel-Diaz. El padrino.

Still running the family business
from his cell in Juarez.

The kid was keeping stash
houses for him in LA.

The cartel sent him
there to get rid of him.

He was too loud,
too proud,

causing problems
with the family.

Well, he was causing problems
for my little girl, too.

He's not with us anymore.

So, you don't need
a paternity test?

No, but I do need
protection for her.

Any of his crew
sets foot inside,

they won't make
it across the yard.

Yeah, but there's some
professional on her tail.

Some cleaner from
south of the border.

This punk accused
her of stealing.

Now, I thought it was just his
guys that wanted her dead,

but it's more than that. Why would
they send this kind of firepower?

Don't you get it, bro?

Jonah was taking
the money

and I'm not talking a few grand,
I'm talking millions.

And he was pinning it on her
and his other tenants.

Okay.

Thought she was
an easy fucking mark.

But you know what?
He's lucky he's dead.

'Cause what they would do to him,
be a lot worse, bro.

A lot worse.

Anybody sets foot on the inside,
I'll deal with it.

You need a line to El padrino,
I'll get it for you.

But you gotta teach
your girl some judgment.

Then you gotta
teach her how to hide.

She gotta live right, brother,
clean and straight.

'Cause people like this,
they can see in the dark.

You got to teach her
how to stay in the sunlight.

Stay loose, bro.

Get loose.

Doing my best.

Hello.

Lydia?

You didn't expect
it to be me?

Jonah?

How's the movie?

What movie?

You always
lie like a child.

I can see you right now.
I'm watching.

No, you're tracking
my phone.

You think I'm
using a fucking app?

You have no idea
what I lived through.

Underground doctors,
blood transfusions.

I don't ever get to live
in the regular world anymore.

I'm sorry.

Fuck you.
We're so far past that.

But you want to see
your father again?

You come talk to
me face to face.

You're lying.

Turn around.

I didn't know what
I was doing, Jonah.

It's like I wasn't
even there.

I can't live
with myself, okay?

I don't know what
else I can say to you.

I was good to you, Lydia.

I put you in a nice place.

I gave you
everything you needed.

I took better care of you
than anybody in your life.

And you tried to kill me.

Look, come...

This is still bleeding.

Come here.

No.

I have your
name on my heart

and you can't even
come close to me?

Where is he?

You try to run, and we're
gonna have to kill you.

Hey!

Lydia!

Come on, kid.
Pick up.

Where are you, kid?
Come on.

Fuck.

Okay.

Come on, Kirby,
come on.

Kirby!
What're you doing, man?

What's happening?
Kirby?

Good news, old man.

Your sponsor says you should
start drinking again.

Who the fuck is this?

Talk to your friend.

Hello?
Kirby?

Sorry, Johnny.
I did my best.

The fuck? Kirby?
Kirby?

You had a snitch for
a sponsor, old man.

You know who I am?

I know your daughter
better than you do.

You should've taught
her to shoot straight.

So, you're not dead.

You just killed the best fucking
friend I ever had, motherfucker!

No, that's no friend.

You fill him with
a bottle of Tequila

and he can't
keep a secret.

Where's Lydia? You got Lydia?
Where the fuck is Lydia?

She might be dead.

No.
No, she's not.

You're a fucking psycho,
but you know one thing.

She's the last
streak of sunlight

you're ever gonna see in
your whole fucking life.

Shut the fuck up.
You know nothing about me.

Yeah, I do.
I know all about you.

That's why you're gonna
stay on the fucking phone.

Whatever you're
gonna do with Lydia,

you need to do
something else first.

You need to deal with me.

Really? Why should I
give a shit about you?

Well, 'cause I know
what you're doin'.

I know about your family
and the money you took.

Yeah?
You hear me?

I heard you.

You're killing people
to cover your tracks.

Make a big fucking show
to prove it's not you.

Lydia told me about the houses,
she told me everything.

And I got a line straight to
your uncle in fucking Juarez.

El padrino,
you know him.

I know he doesn't
think too much of you.

You're still on the phone
because you know this is real.

And you know he's
already watching you.

You think he's letting you
use one of his best sicarios,

that zapotecan monster
with you? Just for you?

He's there to keep track of you,
too, motherfuck!

He gets the order
from uncle,

bang, he takes
your fucking head off.

You're a businessman, yeah?

This is the best deal
you're ever gonna get.

You kill me first.

Kill me in front of her,
if you have to.

Let's just meet.

And you trust me to let
her go when you die?

I don't fucking
trust you at all.

All I'm asking of you to do is keep
her alive until I see her again.

Okay. That's sweet.
The old man wants his last chance.

I'll call you in 10 minutes to this number
and give you a meeting point.

No, you put her on
the phone or no deal.

Put her on the fucking
phone right now!

Okay.

Dad!

Baby, I'm coming for you.
Have a little faith.

That's it.
Okay, get in there.

I can't believe you'd
have the nerve.

Fucker.

leave highway 78
at mile marker 114,

head north
into the desert.

Alone, no guns.

What the
fuck is he doing?

He's showing us
he ain't strapped.

Let's get this
shit over with.

Move away
from your bike!

Nice and slow.

Lydia!

Stop there.
Stop!

Spread your legs.

Spread your fucking legs!

Put your fucking
hands together!

Come on, get him in.
We're going for a ride,

just in case you were followed.
Move. Move!

Come on, get in.

You will see her,
you will see her.

Get in.
Get in!

Hi, kid.

Go, get that.

Come here, baby.
Come here.

Fuck! Fuck you!
Fuck!

Get him off!

Fuck!
Fuck!

Fuck.

We gotta jam!
Motherfucker's up there!

Where is he?

You're hit.

Did you see him?
No.

Okay.
Fuck.

Okay,
I saw him that time!

Okay, I got an idea.

I'll lay down some cover fire,
you run to the other car.

He won't be able to track
you there, okay? What?

He'll be takin' shots at me,
he won't even see you. Get going!

Dad, you're hurt!

Get in the other
car and fuck off!

No, no. If you think
that I'm leaving you,

then you're out of
your fucking mind!

Do not run until
I start firing! No!

I'm gonna count
to three. One! No!

Two...
No!

Count to a million
if you want to!

If you think that I'm leaving
here without you,

then you don't know me!

All this time, and you never
even fucking knew me!

What?
Okay. Okay.

It's nice to meet you.

Okay, I got another idea.
Let's go together.

On your count or mine?
Yours.

Okay, let's go!
Okay.

God...
Go, go, go!

Lydia!

Dad!

Hey.
You okay?

I'm okay.
Good.

Oh, no!
Oh, fuck!

Dad, he's coming.

I don't know
where he is.

Yeah, he's coming.
Come here. Come here.

Be still.

Be very, very still.
I'm so sorry.

I got him!
I got him! I got you!

Oh, shit!

This is not good.
Oh, fuck!

Dead motherfucker!

The other one.
Get your head down.

He's out there.
Dad, he's gone. He's gone!

Where did he...
He's gone, okay?

I gotta go get us help.

No, you stay here.
Don't leave me, stay here, please.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Just let me look at you.

Your hair
came out good.

Look, kid, I'm really bad.
Here, take this gun.

I got nothing
better to give ya.

I never gave
you anything

and now I got
nothing to give you.

Dad, Dad!
That is not true.

I lost ya...

Dad! Look at me!
Look at me!

You did not lose me.

I am not lost, I am right here
with you, okay? Okay?

I'm not gonna leave.

Okay?
Okay.

Look at me.

It's just you and me.
Okay.

I'm not gonna leave, ever.
I promise.

You sure are a good girl.

You sure are.
You sure are.

Dad?

On your knees!
Hands behind your head!

A year ago,
I stopped running.

I stopped listening to
all of my worst instincts

and all the worst people.

I'll just tell you this.

I've been sober a year.

I miss my father so much,

that I can't
sleep some nights,

but I tell myself that
he's watching over me.

Sometimes,
there's this shame

that almost
breaks my back,

but I tell myself,

"when you owe
your life to someone,

"you better live it. "

So, I just say...

"Thank you. "