All language subtitles for wolf lake s01e07 Leader of the Pack.eng

Man: Reminder, all league games
must be completed tonight.

Man: Just a few more questions,
Mr. Blackstone.

Anything I can do
to help.

Because we're having
a hard time understanding

how this crisis came to its
present resolution.

Right.

Well, I'll go over
it again,

but it happened really fast.

Move!

Move... let's go...
I said, move!

Man: No, no, no.

I was referring to the actual
succession process itself.

I thought
we were all agreed,

and you'll correct me
if I'm wrong here,

Malachai was supposed to
replace Willard Cates.

That's right.

SO...

What happened?

Health problems.

He had a weak heart.

Hmm .

Well, according to our
information,

Malachai had
a pitchfork shoved

clean through his upper torso
puncturing both his lungs

and, oh,
severing his spinal cord.

That's about the worst
thing you can do

to someone
with a bad heart.

(Music plays)

man: Perhaps I'm being
unclear.

From our perspective, and
even considering

the abrupt change in
candidates,

it seems the process got
completely out of hand.

Okay, maybe I wasn't being as
attentive as I should have been.

You know, I have
almost $30,000 worth

of stereo equipment in
my house.

It's...

It's beyond music.

It's, um...

A sonic massage.

Man: Mr. Blackstone.

Mr. Blackstone?

Hmm?

Mr. Blackstone, could you
explain to us about John Kanin?

What makes him so
important?

Oh.

Well, to tell you
the truth,

I thought it a good idea
at first,

but I've been
having a devil of a time

trying to work him into
the story lately.

Man: Try.

Well, first you have to
know about the sex part.

What's a BOLA again from
the State Police?

"Be On the Lookout For."

I can't get it
to print.

The sex part?

Yep.

Here, let me take a whack
at it for you.

Blackstone: When you lose
a leader, it's normal.

The whole
pack goes kinda hormonal.

Thanks.

They're sending a jpeg
attachment.

It's probably a
photograph.

These things take a few
seconds to download.

Does that feel good?

Yeah.

Hey '

Molly, you know your hands
are burning up.

What do you got there, a
fever or something?

No, it's just me.

My temperature at this
time of year runs

a few degrees hot.

( Beeping )

So, I'm gonna go to
the Rendezvous

and check out if anybody
matching this, uh...

matching this description
has checked in in the last

couple of days.

Okay, yeah .

Hurry back.

Blackstone: Yes, sir, they were
an odd pair of bank robbers.

Brothers, as it turns out.

Adam and Eddy, wondering
in looking for a room

and a chance to renew
their dying romance.

Man: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I thought you said they
were brothers.

Blackstone: Did I?

( Bell ringing )

Adam and Eddy O'Hara.

They have the same
last name.

Ah, yes, you're right.

They were brothers.

But they were also lovers.

Wait-- brothers and lovers?

Blackstone: Sordid, but true.

It all started one night
in a backwoods cabin in Idaho.

Man: Mr. Blackstone,
I'm concerned.

Somehow despite
numerous attempts,

I haven't been able to
express to you exactly how much

we need you to hone in on what
went wrong with the process.

Process P?

Of replacing Willard Cates.

This voting business is
new, I'm told.

We thought we'd give
democracy a shot.

If that didn't work we
could always go back

to the last act of Hamlet.

Well, Mr. Blackstone,
there is some question

as to whether it did
indeed work.

That is
essentially why we're here.

Oh, in that case, we should
take a hard look at the axis.

The fulcrum.

The pivot on which the
crisis turned.

Okay.

All right.

Let's hone in on that.

You want Luke Cates.

Shh.

You know people in
Seattle, right?

What's going on, Luke?

Don't you have any family,
relatives, anything there?

Yeah, I have an uncle on
my mother's side

and some cousins, why?

Okay, listen.

I'm being watched, okay?

There's something going
down here tonight

and I have to
get out of here real fast.

Like immediately.

You're talking about running?

Do you have any idea what's
going on in here tonight?

They're choosing a new Board of
Directors for the brewery.

No, Sophia, it's a lot
more heavier than that.

Listen, you run the
brewery in this town,

you run the entire
pack, okay?

I have a car waiting in
the back just in case.

- Luke, I don't--
- Shh... please.

Do you remember MacNeice's
history class last year?

What's the first thing
that the Ottoman Emperor

did when he ascended to
the throne?

He executed all his...

brothers.

It's the same deal.

Do you think the new boss
is going to want

the son of the old boss
running around town,

getting bigger, getting
Strong?

Hey, Luke.

Mr. Creed would like a
moment of your time.

Perhaps we should pause
for a minute

and discuss the definition
of the word, "hone."

Wait, you'll
miss the juicy bit.

Blackstone: Yes, Luke's fate was
on everybody's mind that night

and it set off an
unprecedented chain of events.

Wait a minute, hold it
right there.

It's hard for me to
imagine that V. Cates,

intent on protecting her
family's last male heir,

would so distract herself
by engaging in public sex.

That didn't really happen,
did it, Mr. Blackstone?

Well, no.

I just sensed a lull in
the room and I just...

You know, I'm going to
assume that

there's going to be
something salient

at the end of this
little dogleg.

I'm also going to assume there
will be no more embellishments.

Well, without embellishments,
it's not storytelling,

- it's just... news.
- Good, right, exactly.

Give us the news.

And minus the accordion if
you don't mind.

Oh, all right.

But the real conversation
wasn't nearly as much fun.

Who sprang
for the Veuve Cliquot?

All in the name of a more
civilized evening.

It's working so far.

Well, if that's important
to you, why not erase

all possibility of mischief?

Oh, and how would I
do that?

Look around you.

Everyone's watching, waiting.

All of your friends
are here.

Give them
the leader they want.

The leader they should
have had 16 years ago.

It's hard to be a leader
when you've got nowhere to go.

There are lives
at stake.

My son's for example.

What do you think I'm
doing here?

Make sure this evening's
process is bloodless.

And what about tomorrow?

Or the next day?

Or the day after that?

I can't, Viv.

You know I can't.

You have to.

There you are.

Being your royal self?

Gerald, how nice to
see you.

You're spending
too much time with this lug.

You need to be with a real
gentleman for a while.

I'm curious as to how
someone like Gerald,

a dark horse at best,

could become such a
serious contender.

What happened to Stokes?

Wasn't he up there on the
list?

Drinking problem.

According to my notes,.

He swallowed two ounces
of sulfuric acid,

mixed in a White Russian.

That's the worst thing you
can do to someone

with a drinking problem.

So, by process
of elimination,

Gerald was left to represent
the old guard.

Ahh.

Tyler, you smell this?

Veal sausage, almost raw.

Doesn't it make your
mouth water?

Gluttony.

The last of the seven
deadly sins.

There's only one
sin as far as I'm concerned.

Avarice.

Wanting more than you
require is the first step

towards damnation.

But wanting less than you
deserve is against nature

and also a sin.

Called sloth.

What?

You talk just like
your father.

I lost my father at a
shareholder's meeting

just like this one.

Yes, I remember...
Very sad.

How's your
mother by the way?

Incredible bitch.

You promised Will Cates that
you'd support me.

Over Malachai and Stokes...

but alas, they're no
longer with us.

Ruby Cates is my wife now.

And that makes me next
in line.

Maybe.

But you just can't seem to
shake your youth

and your inexperience.

Look at yourself, Tyler.

Salivating over designer
clothes and hair product

like some ungulate mall rat.

We need to toughen up.

The old ways, that's what made
us, kept us strong.

Before we got spoiled
by cable and central heat.

Don't think I'm going to
take this lying down.

You can take
it in whatever position

you find most comfortable.

Okay, quick recap.

Let me see if I can make
some sense of this.

Pin in Luke.

Gerald facing Tyler.

The incestuous brothers
are just checking in.

But it occurs to me that
we've avoided

one pertinent point entirely,

and you'll forgive me for asking
such an obvious question,

but it seems to me that
the whole process

got off to
a rather unwieldy start

with the premature death
of Willard Cates.

You wouldn't happen to
know who murdered him,

would you?

Yes .

Yeah, I do.

Thank God.

So it was Tyler?

It most certainly could
have been.

But on the other hand...

the deaths of Malachai
and Stokes directly

benefited Gerald Carter.

Of course, there's a couple
of other theories I have.

Okay, who was that
last woman?

Beats me, but she was
pretty though, wasn't she?

I SQQ.

Well.

A veritable trove of
theories.

Since we can't ascertain
to the identity

of Mr. Cates' executioner,

if it's not
too much trouble,

I'd like to take you back to
the evening I question.

I seem to recall that you
owe us a Luke and Tyler scene.

Brother-in-law.

You're avoiding me.

What the hell are you
talking about?

I've been here all night.

In spirit, Luke.

You're avoiding me
in spirit.

Truth is, we're surprised to see
your ugly mug here at all.

Ever wonder why your
mother would drag you out

on such an inhospitable
evening?

For what possible
purpose, do you think,

would she want to put your
mortality on display?

Well, at this point, it
might help to know

that Luke caught his
mother and Tyler

in flagrant Delmonico.

And at his father's
funeral no less.

I don't know, Tyler.

Why don't you ask
her yourself ?

He looks lonely.

Keep him company,
would you?

Yeah.

Steady, steady there.

Sorry.

No, it's no problem.

Listen, this is probably a
wild goose chase,

but you haven't seen
either of these guys

in here
tonight, have you?

NO.

Oh, wait...

Anyone check into the
lodge tonight?

Some men
came in here earlier.

I don't know, I don't
have no idea.

Thanks... Excuse me.

Right.

NOW I Seem to recall

that there was a rather
interesting proposal

made during this buffet.

Interesting?

It was downright indecent.

Are you seeing what
I'm seeing?

Yeah, meat, meat, meat.

Someone's taking this
low-carb thing too far.

No, no, no...
The people.

They're loaded.

Look at
all that jewelry.

I bet we can
roll 'em.

What do you think?

During dessert.

I thought we came up here
to be away.

And get
to know one another again.

Since we got here, you've
been scoping that boy.

- What boy?
- You know which one.

In the bar.

Come on .

Don't be like that.

1 hardly
even noticed him.

Who says we can't get
closer and rob this place

all at the same time?

I say we fence the metal
in Vancouver

and we take a nice train
trip down the coast.

How would you like that?

I'll let you wear my
pajamas.

Marry me, Eddy.

What?

Marry me.

Let's do this place
and then head for Vermont.

I mean it.

How are we going
to explain that to Mom?

Mr. Blackstone.

Yes?

This was not the proposal
I was talking about.

It wasn't?

NO.

I meant the other one.

I've been thinking.

The answer is still
no, Vivian.

A right-wing
throwback with half a prostate

or a thirty-something
Hotspur masquerading

as a cologne ad.

That is no choice, Matt.

Now, if running things
yourself is a problem,

there is another way.

Which is?

Well, they say that politics
makes strange bedfellows.

If you're suggesting what
I think you are,

I think you've
had far too much champagne.

I am sober as a stone.

Your first husband is
barely two weeks in the ground.

They also say
extraordinary times

deserve extraordinary
measures.

A marriage of convenience ?

A marriage to keep the
peace.

To protect your son.

That is part of it, of
course.

But that's not all of it.

Throw you hat into the
ring, Matt,

before it's too late.

Wolf Lake needs you.

Besides, would it
be so awful

sleeping with
me every night?

I called
my cousin in Seattle,

I don't know him really well,
but he's a great guy

and he said you could crash
at his place for a few days.

Okay, cool... Thanks.

I owe you big time.

Do you have any money?

I've got like 200 bucks.

No, no, no, no, no, not
here, not here.

My cousin's
address and phone number.

What are you doing?

It's nothing, okay?

It's just another $60.

I'd give you more but I
don't--

No, Sophia, I can't-- I
can't take this.

Luke, please, you have to
take it and you have to go.

Go now.

I'll pay you back
them minute I get a job.

You know, I can't
come back.

Ever.

I know.

So this may be it.

Hey, what's up guys?

Big night for
your dad.

Gerald's sons.

Okay... now what?

And now, we get to one of
the most important parts

of the evening.

The vote, yes?

Exactly.

Uh, but wait one second.

Did Eddy ever say
yes to Adam?

About what?

Getting married.

Oh, yes, good point.

I'll get back to that later,
but right now, I'm honing.

And the nominations are...

Tyler Creed
and Gerald Carter.

Anyone else?

Anyone at all?

Donner, party of one?

Your table's waiting.

No?

Going once, twice...

And the floor is closed.

Now, before we give away his
desk, and his job and his house,

I would like to pause for a
moment and say a few words

about my good friend,
Willard Cates,

who ran our brewery and
this community for 25 years,

and was, in addition,
my friend.

Willard's dead.

( laughing )

Thanks.

I'll be here all week.

Well, let's end the
suspense, ladies and gentlemen.

Who will be the next Chief
Executive Officer

of Wolf Lake Brewery?

Well, fill out your
ballots, pass them forward.

And do you know the results
of this election,

Mr. Blackstone?

Yes .

Yes, I do.

It was a tie.

A tie?

Yeah.

That's when things started
to get ugly.

Wait, wait,
everyone, just a second.

Let me just do a quick
recount here.

It shouldn't
take me but a second.

Don't have any
hanging chads.

Yep, it's a tie.

I just
want to remind everybody

that this is going to be a
peaceful and orderly process.

I don't know, I just can't
tell from here.

I'm gonna
take a closer look.

Great butt.

You must work out.

These guys might be the
bank robbers who murdered

six people in Portland.

Let's-- let's try to keep
our minds on that, okay?

Okay, hold on.

What does Kanin have to do
with the tie vote?

Nothing.

I just get bored with
politics after a while,

but that Molly's so tasty.

If Kanin had
only been able to make his ID,

this whole story would've
had a different ending.

But who would've thought

that a shave and a really
bad haircut

could've fooled a seasoned
detective like John Kanin.

Okay, we're not really
honing here now, are we?

Let's hone, hone, hone.

All right, everybody just
sit down, please.

Sit down.

I think we can come to a
compromise here.

Matt's got a good point.

There's no reason for
violence here.

The man who would be king,

clinging to the local
sheriff like an old woman

afraid to cross
the street.

Man: Take that, Gerald!

Where's your wife, Tyler?

Shouldn't be Ruby Cates
be here for the election

of her
father's successor?

Oh, that's right, you
can't take her out, can you?

She might be seen by our
new Deputy Sheriff, Mr. Kanin.

Ask yourselves, do you really
want to be led by a male

who's afraid to be seen in
public with his own wife?

All right, that's enough!

That is enough!

That's enough, back off!

I'm warning
the both of you right now,

if this gets settled
by a murder,

the winner
pays the consequences.

I mean it.

But it was settled with murder,
wasn't it, Mr. Blackstone?

In fact, several murders.

That wasn't
entirely our fault.

Some of the blame must be
borne by our

star-crossed lovers.

- Man: I hate this.
- Oh, come on.

Don't take it so hard.

It wouldn't be a real
marriage anyway.

One step out of Vermont
and it's not even legal.

Since when did you start
worrying if something was legal?

Look where we are:
The Honeymoon Suite.

Do you think this was just
a coincidence?

Let's just
stay in for tonight.

Take a Jacuzzi, watch TV.

Why do we always have to
spend our time

robbing and killing people?

'Cause we're violent,

sexually
dysfunctional psychopaths.

But that doesn't mean we
can't be happy.

Mr. Blackstone,
Mr. Blackstone!

What?

YOU are.

You are filling every
conceivable turn

in this
little fable of yours

with either some form of
gratuitous violence

or sexual perversion.

Actually, I'm trying to
leave my personal life

out of this.

Is there any way on earth
that we might return

to the second
round of voting ?

Absolutely.

Thank you.

One more thing before
the big explosion.

This is
important, trust me.

Remember when I said Luke
was to play a pivotal role ?

Distantly, as from a
previous life.

You know the restrooms
by the pool tables?

Nobody's watching
those windows,

you can
slip right though.

No, those restrooms
are locked.

I already tried 'em.

I stole the master key
from the front desk.

You can sneak out through
the lounge

and lock
the diner door behind you

and I'll lock the front
doors before they go inside.

That way you can get out
and nobody can follow you.

I won't be able to get
beyond the lobby.

Can you get me the key
with everybody watching?

Get your cake and go back
to your corner.

I'm not hungry.

Then just
go back to your corner.

Hi, Sophia.

You know, if I were you,

I wouldn't be making any long
term commitments right now.

In fact,
your whole future

probably caps out
around midnight.

Yeah?

Well, with the way you've
been treating me lately,

you better hope so.

You see, that I like.

Woo!

- Hey, Rusty, how's it going ?
- Hey, Sheriff.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

What the--

What was that?

What are you doing?

I don't want
to talk about it.

You think that boy cares
about you at all?

You're wrong, Sophia,
that's not what he's after.

I don't
care what he's after.

I care about what's
after him.

And if I know how much
danger's he's in,

then you know.

(man)
Oh, this is hell.

Mr. Blackstone?

Yes?

I don't care anymore if
I've missed

some valuable bit of context

or some genuine
emotional truth,

I just want the facts,
Mr. Blackstone.

The facts.

Blackstone: Well, the
facts are as follows.

Sophia had a plan.

What she was in the process
of carrying out,

though damned if I understood
a single word of it.

Man: Did you?

Everyone returned to
the lounge for the second vote.

You stepped out onto
the stage,

no doubt
intending to regale the crowd

with another example of
your rapier wit.

Well, this is
going on too long.

I think we're going to have
to call this an award show.

And the brewery goes to...

Gerald and Tyler nominated
themselves again,

as expected.

But then there
was a surprise.

Just a minute, Sherman.

One second.

I would like to make
a nomination.

I realize this may sound
unorthodox to many of you,

but I want you to think
about it

because I think it would
make a very good compromise.

I nominate Vivian Cates.

Man: What... Are you crazy?

Man: No way, no way.

Females can't lead, it's a
biological impossibility.

Blackstone: Meanwhile, the bank
robbing brotherly boyfriends

found their plan needed
some improvisation.

And Luke Cates took
advantage of the confusion

to make his escape.

Order, order!

Now, everyone just
sit down.

Move, Move!

Private party, back!

I said move!

( Gun blasting )

Okay, everybody, shut up!

- Luke!
- I said shut up!

Thank you.

Man: So now that we are
there, in the lounge,

at the end of this long ordeal,

do you think you can tell
me, since you were present

and a witness and for
all I know,

a participant
in the evening's horror,

exactly how these grisly
murders took place?

Yes .

I don't think you're going
to like it, but, yes.

Yes, I can.

I knew right away these
guys meant business

and we were in a life
threatening situation,

so I took
evasive action immediately.

By keeping a cool head and
setting an example for others,

I probably
saved countless lives.

I'm sure you were an
absolute beacon.

That's me.

It don't take a genius to
figure out what we're here for,

but let's keep it
simple, okay?

Everybody, single file.

No pissing and moaning.

Wallets and jewelry
in this bag

and do not kid yourselves.

We will terminate anybody
who is not cooperating.

Or who tries to hide
their valuables.

( laughing )

What's so funny?

Nothing.

My brother asked you
what's funny?

It's just that you guys
have definitely picked

the wrong party to crash.

Oh, yeah?

On!

All right, one more time.

Oh, yeah?

On!

Some things are better
the second time around.

Mr. Blackstone, we have to
move this along.

Alright, no more side
trips, promise.

Molly: Towel service, hello?

Empty-

God, I love this bed.

Mmm .

It feels so good.

Bingo.

Teflon coated.

Cop killers... These guys
are hardcore.

This is feeling like a
side trip.

All right, now let's not
rush to judgment.

I'm out of control.

You may have to cuff me.

All right, look, Molly.

Do you always wear
underwear like that?

Okay, Molly, Molly, look,
we're on duty, all right?

Break time.

Okay, Molly.

Molly...

Molly...

( distant gunshots )

What's the point of all
this?

Oh, I think it's clear.

Discipline in the law
enforcement community is

at an all-time low.

But, okay, okay-

What the hell are
we doing?

Why are
we putting up with this?

There's only two of 'em.

They were all fired up in
the lounge.

If we rush them, these
boys don't stand a chance.

You can't kill all of us.

Yes!

The future of this clan
was now officially up for grabs.

Man: Maury's Vacuum Repair to
lane five, please.

Maury's Vacuum Repair,
we're waiting for you.

Can we just
cut to the defining moment?

Is that too much to ask,
Mr. Blackstone?

Well, if you asked me
that at the beginning,

we would've been out of
here by now.

Man: Okay!

People, let's unload!

I'll go first.

You've done this before.

We don't need
your clothes.

Maybe Dad
would like the dress.

Who's next?

YOU are.

( Screaming )

Gerald's kids.

Anything?

I think it's safe to assume
they've been through here.

( Breathing )

( applauding )

Shh.

I think we have a winner.

One lingering question,
gentlemen.

We have to ask ourselves.

Is there, by any stretch
of the imagination,

or any remote chance,

or any miracle
of the divine providence,

even one iota of truth in
this man's testimony?

You're starting to sound
like that Kanin fellow.

Would you just look at all
this stuff?

I'm sorry, this just
doesn't make any sense to me.

We got their money, their
guns, their bags,

why would
they leave those behind?

How did they escape in
that amount of time?

Please feel free to
explain any of this to me.

Really, Mr. Kanin.

What possible insight
could I have

into the inner
workings of a criminal mind?

They were there one minute
and next they were gone.

So unless you are
suggesting that we...

ate them,

I'd like to be excused.

It has been a very long
evening and I am exhausted.

Sheriff, a little
help here?

Anything.

Well, I think you call
the State Police,

you file your report,

have somebody come in
and pick all this stuff up

and then we'll let them
take it from here.

Madam Chairman,
can I walk you to the door?

Thank you.

Good night, Mr. Kanin.

I hope you're not gonna be
all weird tomorrow.

Well, congratulations, V.

I think you made a little
history tonight.

Yes .

And we did not
have to make that terrible

political choice
after all.

Yeah, well,
we got lucky this time.

It's been a lot worse.

But still, those two
brothers...

It was us or them.

Remember that.

And when you get right down to
it, it is always us or them.

I respectfully disagree.

Not always.

I asked you 16 years ago...

...and I ask
you again tonight,

for all the wrong reasons.

And I'm going to ask you
again for the right ones.

Will you marry me?

Oh, all right.

Do you know the answer to
that question, Mr. Blackstone?

Yes .

Yes, I do.

( laughing )

Jerk.

Stay tuned for scenes from
our next episode.

(Music plays)

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