All language subtitles for From.Dusk.Till.Dawn.S01E05.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

-Jenny.

- Man: Right now we are
hearing from police chatter

that the geckos did,
in fact, escape.

Local sheriffs and dhs
have no leads on the vehicle.

- Best news I heard all day.
- The geckos have a knack

for flashy exits.

They shot their way out of the bank...

$30 million and bank teller
Monica garza as a human shield.

- You got a first-aid kit
in this beast?

Let me explain
something to you here, Jacob.

Now, there's only one song that we're
gonna be singing n this little road trip,

and it ain't "99 bottles
of beer on the wall."

The song is called "my way."

So if I say make a turn,
you're gonna make a turn.

If I say don't talk,
you don't talk.

But if I ask you for
a first-aid kit, you're gonna...

Thank you.

Pastor Jacob Fuller, huh?

Guess that explains
all that, uh, hellfire and damnation

at the motel?

You do know the one about turning
the other cheek, I hope.

- I prefer the old testament.

- Well, this is gonna
be real, real simple, padre.

We, uh, reach the crossing at acufia,
you wave your passports,

flash your pretty, corn-fed smiles,

and then we're
gonna sail on through.

Richie and I will close our deal
with our guy in Mexico.

After that, we
go our separate ways.

Nobody else is gonna get hurt,
you got my word.

- What about that bank teller
you took hostage in abilene?

You give her your word?

Well, well...

I didn't know you
were capable of not talking.

Let me help you continue
to save your breath.

I don't need you to promise my family's
gonna be all right, I know they will be.

You know howl know that?

'Cause I'm behind the wheel now.

And I'm gonna make it my mission,
my singular mission,

to get us all
across that border.

Not for you, not for
all your riches,

but for the only two
people I have left in this world.

- I'm a professional thief,
not a killer.

- It ain't you
I'm worried about.

- You don't have to look
for me, Richard.

You're almost home.

But you must be strong...
They will try and stop you.

- Who?

- The ones with the shadows
across their heart.

You can see now.

Seth: Hey, Richie.

Park it somewhere, will you?

Relax.

It's gonna be
smooth sailing from here.

- Fashionably late
as usual, I see.

Carlos: [Have a problem.

Would you like to
know what it is?

- I'm sorry, did you say
that you have a problem?

- I am sitting at my favorite
panadefla.

I'm staring
at my favorite concha,

and I cannot eat it.

Well, mine trumps yours.

- I cannot eat it...

Because you y tu pinche hermano,

and your very public trail of
destruccion y mierda

has cost me my appetite!

- Okay, okay. Easy there, Khan.

- Just when I thought

you couldn't ruin my efforts anymore,

my employees tell me that
you have a rinche on your tail?

- Carlos, it is the very nonexistence of your
efforts that has led us to this juncture.

In fact, I'm starting to rethink
that steep commission of yours.

You know, $10 million seems like a lot
of money to pay for nothing.

- And how exactly do you
plan to get into Mexico without me?

- Same way we figured
everything else out so far,

- y El rinche?

- Well, I already
took care of him, too.

- A rinche is like a rabid dog.

Once it picks up on your scent,

it's not easy to take him down.

- I'm real sorry about this.

Freddie: Come on, Hank.

- Captain's orders.

- We're gonna
need to give you an exam.

Captain holbrook: Don't need to.

It's obvious the son of a bitch
has got brain damage.

- Captain.
- You take a real good look

at what you done, ranger.

Although I shouldn't
even call you that.

If I had anything to say about it,

you wouldn't be wearing
that star come sundown.

That is the third time
you've disobeyed my direct orders,

and nearly got two more
men killed for it.

You want to know
why Earl McGraw was the best

even when he strayed
from the rules?

He knew when his reach
couldn't exceed his grasp.

And you done reached
too damn far, son.

- And got closer to
the geckos than anybody.

- Take him to Austin.

Let's let the review board decide
what they gonna do with him.

- Come on.

- Earl: What the hell you think
you're doing out there, boy?

Haven't you heard
a damn word I've said?

Make no mistake about it, Frederico,

I know exactly how you feel...
I've been there.

Couple of times,
to tell the truth.

You're up there all
alone and frustrated

out there with your compadres
putting out a half-assed effort.

But you can't go getting all grandiose
and thinking you can do it all on your own.

That's not gonna do
anybody any good.

'Cause you got to remember,
Frederico, you are not alone.

You're part of a team.

And you can never
turn your back on your team,

or worse, put yourself
above 'em.

Never go against another ranger.

Never.

- Come on, Freddie.

- Hold up there.

I don't think we're
gonna need these for the ride.

- Thanks, Hank.

Just tell the captain
I made you do it.

What?

- Sorry, Earl.

- Um e-excuse me?
- Scott, don't talk.

- I just want to ask him
not to point that gun at us.

We hit a bump, it could go off.

- It won't go off.

- That's a Taurus 9-millimeter
17-shot capacity magazine.

And a hair trigger.

- So Bruce Lee does
know his guns.

- I'm just saying, we could hit
a bump or a pothole or something.

- Maybe I don't care if
we hit a pothole.

Maybe...

I'm hoping we hit 17 potholes,

so I can empty this entire mag in
that smartass mug of yours.

Did you ever
consider that, Tokyo drift?

- I'm Chinese.

And so is Bruce Lee.

- What's going on back there?

- Jacob: And we'll
just work harder.

Pray harder.

- I'm done praying.

- Well, then what do you
want to do?

You want to get
in a room with a shrink?

- I don't want help anymore.

- What are you talking about?

You've been pushing me
for that for years.

- I want out.

You can't put
everything in god's hands.

- What if we just leave?

We take the kids and move.

We-we go to a whole new place.

Whole change of scenery.

- Scenery's the only thing
that's gonna change.

- I know, what if
we go to Mexico, huh?

What if we go to Mexico and we hike up
that trail on mount ajusco?

Remember that?

We were sweating
our butts off one minute,

we were throwing snowballs
at each other the next?

That was our moment, wasn't it?

- It was.

- Then that's what we'll do.

We'll just sell the house
and we'll pack the kids up

and we'll just go.

The lord will show us the way.

Jennifer!

Get in here!

Jennifer: No!

Richie: Hey!

Seth: Come here!

- They're not what they seem.

They-they're dangerous.

- "They're not what they seem"?

Richie, what the hell is
going on with you?

Now, you were firing on
all cylinders back at the motel.

If you come apart on me now,

- I swear to god...
- Look, I'm trying to save us.

I know what they really are.

- I can tell.
- What the hell do you mean

- you can tell?
- I can just tell.

Look, I don't want to
have to do this,

but I'm gonna
have to kill 'em, okay?

- It's the only way.
- Hey, Richard.

Just talk to me about it.

Explain it to me, all right?

Just tell me what's going on.

- Okay.

- All right?

Kate.

What?

- Don't say anything.

Just look.

- Okay, for a while now, I've
been getting these...

Signals, I guess
you could call 'em.

I didn't really know what to make
of them until she came along.

- She?
- Yeah, she's the reason

I know what Jacob and
Scott really are.

She's been calling me, Seth.

She's been calling
me to the other side.

Who?

- I don't know her name.

She's like a
goddess or something.

I-I usually only see
her in reflections.

I saw her in
the refrigerator at the liquor store

and then in the safe at the bank,

and then one time I saw her through
the hole in my hand.

Seth: Wait a minute.

You saw her in your hand?

Right now I just saw her.

You know, she's probably
still watching.

She's the one who's
been calling me to Mexico.

Kate: Scott!

Where did you get that?

- If those two assholes
were holding lacrosse sticks,

it'd bejust like third period.

- You brought that to school?
- No,

but guys like that need
to be reminded that power shifts.

As soon as I get the chance, I'm gonna
shift it right up that whack job's ass.

- Scott, don't.
- I have to do something.

- No.
- You think dad's gonna?

- You don't know what
dad's capable of.

- What the hell's
that supposed to mean?

- Richie: That's why I know
about them.

She told me to look, Seth.

So that's what I did.

- What'd you see?

Well...

You see the old man?

He's really a demon.

He's got fangs and claws

and slime in his teeth and shit.

Kid's got a tail.

You remember Monica,
the bank teller?

She was gonna shoot me, Seth.

And the goddess told me about that, too...
That's why I had to sacrifice her.

You see, there's
something bigger going on here.

Do you understand what
I'm saying to you?

Do you?

And, hey, listen.

Richie, you're right.

- What?

- Something's been off
about this whole thing, okay?

I can sense it, too.

The trouble is, I'm not as tuned
into it as you are.

I never have been.

I mean, come on, buddy.
Cut me some slack here, okay?

I can be a downright stubborn son of a
bitch when it comes to admitting I'm wrong.

I guess it's just 'cause you're...

You're my brother, you know.

- What?

- I just...
- I never want to admit that you're...

That you're right, you know?

But when you're right,
you're right.

You always have been
the smarter one, Richard.

What the hell are you
doing, padre?

- We're here.

- All right, buddy, game time.

Have you got your balls on?

- Screwed on tight.

- Now, you go
keep an eye on them.

Don't do anything yet.

Not till we cross, okay?

- You're not just gonna stand
there, are you?

- Huh?

- You know, they could
board us randomly at any time.

- We were gonna hide.

That was the plan, soon as
we get a little closer.

- Your brother's
not well, is he?

- Just keep driving, padre.

- Is that why
you're going to Mexico?

You know, a life of looking over his
shoulder isn't gonna bring him any peace.

- Yeah, well, where we're going...

The ends more
than justify the means.

Place makes club med
look like Haiti.

$10 million means never having
to look over your shoulder again, ever.

- Sounds like heaven on earth.

- Well, I hear it is.

- Doesn't exist.

- So, where is
Mrs. Jacob, anyway?

She run out on you?

- Lord called her home
six months ago.

Seth: She was young.

What, cancer?

- Car accident.

- No wonder you don't
believe in heaven anymore.

I don't know how you could keep
your faith in the man upstairs

after something like that.

But you do believe
in his judgment, though.

Don't you, padre?

I mean, you believe that, uh, all this
was supposed to happen.

You also believe that
your wife was supposed to die?

Well, I guess it makes it
easy in that case.

Right?

Just let Jesus take
the wheel and all that?

Except he's not a very
good driver.

- Can I ask you something?

That stuff you said
by the pool...

How did you know all that?

About me.

About my mom.

- Like I said, I can see things.

- Did you ever think it might be
god trying to communicate with you?

- It's not god.

- Do you know
the story of Moses?

- I know the Chuck heston version which
is the only one that counts.

- Well, Moses
didn't believe, either.

Not until god spoke to him.

God might make his
message clearer if you pray.

Close your eyes.

- I don't think so.

- I promise it won't hurt.

Our lord, who art in heaven,
hallowed be your name.

Your kingdom come, your will
be done on earth, as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our debts as
we also have forgiven our debtors.

Lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.

Woman: Richard...

I'm waiting for you.

Don't let them stop you.

- Seth.

- Kate, grab his gun.

- Don't do it, Kate.

You're not like them.

Just do it.

- I'll put one in your pretty head
before you ever touch the grip, sweetheart.

As for you...

You take that gun off my brother

before the ounce of forgiveness
that I have on reserve goes the way...

Back up!

Back up.

Back, back.

Drop it.

Get in the driver's seat!

Drive, keep moving!

- I told you, Seth... I told you.

- Just shoot this kid in the head.
- Richie.

Richie, relax. I got this.

Hey, padre.

Why don't you talk
some sense into your son

before I have to take my
brother's advice?

- Son, put the gun down!

- Dad, this is bullshit!
- Jacob: I know how you feel!

You want to protect the family,
but this isn't the way!

They're bullies and they're
assholes and they don't deserve to win!

As soon as we get across that border,
they're gonna Bury us in the desert!

And I know
you think I can't do it.

- But I can.
- Seth: Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Now, I know that you
thought you could.

But that was before you had
your finger on the trigger, wasn't it?

You see, now that you do, you're worried
about the consequences, whereas I am not.

That's why your hand's
shaking and mine's steady as a rock.

Because you're not
like me, Scott.

And you don't want to be.

That's it.

That's it.

There you go.

Richie, no!

- I have to do this, Seth!

- Listen this has to end!
- Seth: Enough!

Sit your ass down!

Give me that.

Stay!

What the hell did you do?

- My foot slipped.
- What'd you expect?

- Hey!
- Where the hell do you think

you're goi ng?

Are you gonna go out there?

- Okay.

You so much as scratch
your nose or tug your ear,

my brother gets his
gun back, okay?

Got it?

Move.

- What the hell's
wrong with you?

- Pastor Jacob Fuller,
bethel baptist.

- Oh - uh, my apologies.

My foot came off
the brake for just one second.

- Pastor, I am...

My mama would have my hide if she knew
I was mouthing off to a man of the cloth.

Look, between the heat and
the gridlock, I'm sorry.

I just... I get really worked up.

- Well, not to worry.

It, uh, looks like this, uh, damage
isn't too bad, so, uh,

we can "vayas con dios," right?

- Maybe if it was just me,
but this is a company car

and if I show up with
as little as a scuff on it,

our fleet manager's
gonna be upset,

and it looks like you guys have
a-a ding on the Fender right here, too.

So we should exchange
information.

- Well, I could give
you my phone number.

- What about insurance?

- My insurance card's
in there, and...

- Okay, well, go ahead and scrounge around
for it, and I'll just snap some pics, okay?

- You know, I really don't
have time for this.

- No, it'll be
no problem at all.

I'll shoot them right
over to you.

Uh, better yet, why
don't you guys pull over?

I'll just flag down an
officer and go...

Thought you were a past...

- Old testament.

- What a fantastic idea.

Let's bring another
hostage on board.

- You're not helping.

What the hell were you thinking?

- People are getting angry
out there.

Police are gonna notice.

- Really?
- Well, thank you for stating the obvious.

- Hey, don't yell at her...
- It's not her fault.

- Everybody shut up!

Now, all we got to do
is move the man's car forward.

- So, you're calling
the shots now?

- Well, I don't see you
coming up with any bright ideas.

- I-I'll move his car forward.

- That won't work.
- Why not?

- I'm sorry, katey-cakes,
but lying isn't your strong suit.

- Well, then maybe you
should do it.

- What's that supposed to mean?

Scott, you're gonna
drive the car.

Oh, that's fantastic.

Why don't we just throw the cuffs
on right now, then?

Jacob: It's the only way.

I have to drive the rv or
it'll look suspicious.

And you two trigger-happy bastards have
your faces plastered all over the state,

so unless you want to answer
the officer's questions,

Scott's our guy.

Woman: Officer torres,

lhave a captain holbrook
from the rangers on line one for you.

He says it's urgent.

- Captain holbrook,
how can I help you?

Uh, ranger Gonzalez? No.

I haven't seen him
come through here yet.

- Carlos.

- Don't worry.
- As soon as I let them know what's up,

they're gonna get you and Kate
out of there, okay?

- What?
- This is our last chance, dad.

Isn't that why you picked
me to drive?

- No, that's not,
and where did you get that gun?

- It doesn't matter.
- I was trying to save us.

- Well, you
almost got us killed.

- At least I did something.

- Listen to me.

You get in that car, you show
the man your passport,

and get through
to the other side.

I love you.

Seth: Oh, you got to be kidding me.

Torres: Ranger Gonzalez.

I need you to holster
that weapon for me, sir.

- Look, I don't mean to cause a panic,

but the gecko brothers
might be in that rv.

- Need you to
holster that weapon, sir.

- They've killed civilians
and officers.

They're armed
and extremely dangerous.

If we don't stop them and they
get across that border,

more innocent
people are gonna die.

- Not gonna ask again.

Let's go.

You can speak to
captain holbrook about it.

Woman: Please say a command.

- Play artist, castle of genre.

- Now playing artist
castle of genre.

- Let's go.

You...

You can do this.

You can do this.

- What's your purpose in Mexico?

- Purpose?

- Why are you going?

- Oh, yeah, um...

I'm part of this Christian-ministry
group, helping hands.

We build homes and stuff,
for, like, you know, the homeless.

Thank you.

Not so fast.

Have you seen these two?

-Uh...

No, uh...

Thank you.

- Something you want to tell me?

Let's go ahead
and step out of the car, sir.

Seth: Damn it.

- Damn it!
- Richie: See... what did I tell you?

He planned this.

He wanted the kid to get caught.

- No, that's not true.
- All right,

just calm down, Richard.

- Why would I want my own
son to get caught?

- To rat us out.

In your mind,
he's safe and we're screwed.

Seth, give me my gun.

- Is my brother
telling the truth?

- No.
- Richie: Seth, this is a man

who killed his own wife.

- Excuse me?

- Is that what you
think, katey-cakes?

- I didn't tell him anything,
he's insane.

- No, I'm not.

- Just what is it
exactly you think you know?

- I know what you really are.
- All right, all right.

Enough!

Pigs got your son.

You make one more wrong move,
I take your daughter.

- Whatever your
brother told you was wrong.

Don't let him make you doubt
yourself... not now.

In fact, if any of us, including me,
makes a stupid move, we're all dead.

Now, we've just got to stick
to the plan.

It'll work if we do.

- Yeah, well,
you better hope it does.

- What's your purpose in Mexico?

- Family vacation.

- After everything I told you?
- After he hit me?

- Look, I told you, I got this.

- You don't have shit, Seth...
- You never have.

- Richie, be quiet.

- How many with you?
- Me and my daughter.

Can she step forward, please?

- If it's, uh,
absolutely necessary.

She's a little under the weather, and
she's sleeping it off right now.

This trip has
taken its toll on her.

- Look, if I don't kill everybody in here,
we are never gonna make it.

- Well, maybe that's
what the voices are telling you,

but they're not calling the shots
right now, okay?

So shut up!

- Thank you.

- Have you seen these boys?

- Can't say that I have.

- You don't believe me.

- I knew it.
- Richard, now is not the time.

- I have to finish this.

- What was that?

- Uh, that's my daughter,
she's in the bathroom.

- I thought you
said she was asleep.

- Nature calls.

- I'm coming aboard, sir.

- Okay.

- Officer: Sir, I need you
to open up.

- Oh, son of a bitch.

If you still believe in that god of yours,
now would be a good time to call him.

Sorry.

Come on in.

- That your daughter?

- Yes, ma'am.

Though I wouldn't poke
the bear unless you... need to.

- Woman: Officer torres, lhave
a captain holbrook from the rangers

on line one for you.

He says it's urgent.

- Torres: Captain holbrook,
how can I help you?

Uh, ranger Gonzalez? No.

I haven't seen him
come through here yet.

Yeah, I'll take care of it.

I'd be happy to.

I'll keep you posted, and you
know, I'll have our guys look out for him

and if they find him,
I will call you.

Any time... sure.

- Ranger Gonzalez.

I need you to holster
your weapon.

- Look, I don't
mean to cause a panic,

but the gecko brothers might
be in that rv.

- Need you to holster that.

- And you help me make that bust,
that could earn you a sweet promotion.

And bringing down a
major cartel?

That can get you a shiny new star.

- What about a cartel?

- The gecko brothers
aren't just thieves.

I think one of them's a hit man
that works for somebody named Carlos

in the culebras cartel.

Now, you must have heard of him.

- I have.

- It's the same guy the DEA's
been trying to build a case against

for drug smuggling,
human trafficking.

- Right.

- We think he's responsible
for the death of an informant.

- I'm sure.

And how did you pick
up on his scent?

- Good detective work.

And Google.

- And Google.

You must be a pretty good ranger
to put all that together on your own.

Sounds like your fellow rinches
don't believe you.

- One ride, one ranger.

- One ride, one ranger.

- So, what do you say?

- Get in there.

- Freddie: Let's stop that rv
right here and now.

If it were only that simple.

Hey, watch the door.

Don't let him leave.

- I can explain.

- And how
would you do that, huh?

By giving up Seth and Richie?

- What are you talking about?

- Good boy.

Let's go.

- What?

- I am glad I'm not
on your lacrosse team.

Sorry.

Come on in.

- That your daughter?

- Yes, ma'am.

Though I wouldn't poke the bear
unless you... need to.

Scott: Dad.

- Carlosl'i'orres: Kadner,
you're needed inside.

Some detainee is taking a stand.

- I didn't hear
that on the radio.

- Well, you're hearing it now.

- Copy that.

- You're free to go.

You still want to cut
that commission, Seth?

Drive across the last checkpoint
and you're home free.

Jacob: Kate.

- Smooth sailing. Come on.

- Shit!

- Don't move!

-Jenny.

Jenny, don't leave me.

Jenny.

Stay with me.

Don't leave me.

Don't leave me.

Jenny.

- What happened?

- We've been in an accident.

- We've been in an accident.
- Oh.

- We're gonna be fine.

God's with us now,
like I knew he would be, I knew it.

I love you, Jennifer.

- I love you.

- 0h.

I'm not ready.

- I'm the one who failed,
not her.

Please, take me instead.

It's my fault.

It's my fault, god.

If my devotion to you has meant
anything, you'll do this one thing.

You'll do this one thing.

Please.

She can't die yet.

You can't have her.

If you're owed a soul,
take mine.

Take mine!

You son of a bitch!

You son of a bitch!

There was no animal on
the road that night.

There was no migraine.

Your mother and I had been fighting,
and I lost control of the car.

Our marriage was in trouble.

There was a chance to save it,
but I wouldn't get any help, any real help.

You're right, Kate.

I been lying to you.

Been lying to myself.

But there ain't no running away
from what happened.

I put everything in god's hands.

And your mama,
she paid the price.

Maybe a stronger man would've turned to
his faith to get him through the day.

The thought of looking to Jesus

just made me resent all those years
I'd spent praising his name.

Forgive me.

- When do we move?

- As soon as
e! Jefe give us the word.

- Come on, come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on, come on...

- Who the hell are you?

Carlos.

- Move, move!

We got a man down!

Man: Hey, you, get back here!

- Yes!

That's what I'm talking about!

Teamwork!

- Where's my car?

- Sorry, Earl.

- You handled yourself
pretty well back there, Jake.

- Told you we'd get across.

Now you keep up your end.

- Richie, come on... wake up.

Wake up! Come on, buddy.

We made it.

We're in Mexico.

How are you feeling, brother?

- Never been better.