All language subtitles for Marvel_s.Iron.Fist.S02E09.War.Without.End.2160p.NF.WEB-DL.DDP.5.1.Atmos.DoVi.HDR.HEVC-SiC.srt - eng(2)

- Danny, where are we going?
- I need to show you.

I was chasing a mugger down East Broadway.
I lost him when he came down here.

I figured he dodged
into a maintenance doorway.

I told myself it was a place to train...

hone my skills.

But in the end,
it became much more than that.

So you, what?

Dragged all this stuff in here
and punched the hell out of it?

I was out almost every night.

I told myself I was watching
over the neighborhood.

For the most part, that was true, but...

deep down, all I really wanted
was to use the Fist.

It would give me a sense of clarity,
a release...

power.

When I couldn't find an excuse to use it
on the streets, I'd come here.

I'd stay for hours and hours.

Until I didn't know where I ended
and it began.

I knew there was something.

You'd be gone so long,
no activity on the crime scanner.

I didn't know where you were,
but I wondered.

Why didn't you say anything?

Maybe I didn't want to face the truth.

But I tried.

I told you that I thought you needed
to slow down, more times than I can count.

You're right. I didn't listen.

But this is the reason
why I need to step away.

You're overreacting, Danny.

You made mistakes.
You can learn from them.

And I intend to.

But I can't do that
if I'm holding the Fist.

-The answer is no.
-Colleen...

I know you didn't ask for this.

And the heart of the dragon
is a huge responsibility.

But I didn't ask for it, either.

And, honestly,
this has nothing to do with me.

It isn't a burden.

In K'un-Lun, the Iron Fist was
the greatest honor that could be achieved.

We're not in K'un-Lun.

We're standing in the subway
under Eldridge Street.

Danny, you trained for years.

You fought your friends.
You fought a freaking mythical beast.

You had problems controlling it,
but who wouldn't?

You can't just pawn it off on me
because you don't want it anymore.

You're not listening to me.

I do want it.

I want it back more than anything.

But I know who I become
when it's a part of me.

Then I will help you. I'll support you.
I'll train you. I'll do whatever it takes.

But at the end of this,

when we beat Davos,
you have to take the power from him.

Colleen... please, just consider it.

There's nothing to consider.

You are the Iron Fist.

Let's go home.

What do you want, man?

You really screwed us.

Davos is putting it on his lady right now,
but you know it's gonna blow back on us.

Just leave.

I want to. So does Squad. But where to?

It ain't like any of us
have a home to go to.

What does Ryhno say about it?

I didn't wanna tell you,
'cause I know you two are buds.

Shit went south at Yip's.

He's dead, BB.

Nah, that... that's messed up.
How'd that even happen?

Davos got pissed.
Same way he is right now.

It all went to shit.

Okay, look. I'm somewhere safe.

There are people here
who want to take Davos down.

Hard.

Be honest with me.

I've done nothing wrong.

He's gone.
No sign he broke out of that room.

Someone must have let him out.

You were the only one here, Joy.

So where did he take the bowl?

I can't believe
we're even having this conversation.

I am the one that bought you the bowl.

You think that I teamed up with a child
to steal it from you? I mean...

I have the power to crush you
with my bare hands, Joy.

To end you.

If you don't tell me the truth, I swear...

I swear I'll take my time until this floor
is slick with disloyal blood.

You wanna know where he is?

I sent him to the FBI.

He's telling them where to find the killer

who's been murdering his way
up and down Mulberry Street.

Now, if you hurry...

you might just make it out
before they get here.

Wait.

What is that? Are those sirens?

We should cut and run.

Fill up gas cans, light a match,
torch this place up.

We're not leaving.

You might not have heard
of the federal law enforcement--

I know what the FBI is.

She's lying.

She means to help Danny
take the Fist from me.

He put you up to this.

He can't bear the weight of his failure.

-Danny doesn't even know I'm here.
-Don't debase yourself with more lies.

No one knows that I'm here, Davos.
I came of my own volition.

And why would you do that?

Because you're out of your mind
and someone has to stop you.

Denigrate Danny all you want...

you stole the Fist from him.

You stole it.

Which means you're no better
than the criminals you claim to despise.

It makes sense that you hang out
with a bunch of teenagers,

because any adult,
one-eyed sycophants excluded,

would instantly see
how full of shit you are.

Wordplay and sarcasm are your shield, Joy.

But it can't hide the fear
beneath that flimsy armor.

Shifu.

BB's at Bayard Community.
I just spoke to him.

Then we'll go and retrieve him...
and bring back what he stole from me.

We could, but there's a whole crew
of Hatchets and Tigers there.

Sounds like they're settin' up
to take a run at you.

Call it serendipity.

It seems your friend has inadvertently
shown us where our enemies congregate.

I'll have to thank him
before I separate his head from his neck.

What about her?

You have a failure of vision, Joy.

You know, it's not your fault,
it's how you were raised.

Maybe it was too much to hope
that you'd chosen a path of righteousness.

Davos...

you have no one.

Your family is gone.
You brutalized your best friend.

You live in squalor.
I am the only one left who knows you.

So before you do something
that you are gonna regret,

just ask yourself...

...is this really what you want?

I've never had greater clarity.

-Hey.
- Hey.

-What time is it?
-Oh, it's late.

I was wrapped up in red tape downtown.
Got here as soon as I could.

-Is Colleen around?
-Tell me you have good news.

Oh, I got a lot of it.
First of all, I got us a task force.

You got Pike to play ball?

Oh, I went over Pike's head
to Deputy Chief Ridley.

Apparently,
"pattern of discriminatory negligence"

is a scary phrase
when you got your eye on City Hall.

Wow.

That's great news. So, what now?

I put in a rush request for a no-knock.
Should have that in hand by the morning.

ESU. We go in hard and fast.

Get Davos, get the bowl,
get your fancy little Fist back.

-Right. We should talk about that.
-You said there was more?

Yeah, I figured
while I was pissing off NYPD,

I might as well hit up the US Marshals.

I got someone downstairs that you
might be interested in talking to.

Furniture store owner
by the name of Frank Choi.

Frank Choi is downstairs?

Yeah. You were right.

Turns out he cut a deal
to inform on the Golden Tigers.

I convinced the feds
to let you ask a few questions

before he heads off to wit pro.

-Hey, look, it's now or never.
- Yeah.

I sat on that
for I don't even know how long.

And now you're saying
it's worth something.

I don't know that.
I just want to ask you some questions.

Answer her questions.

Found this in your shop.
It's a record of life debt payment plans.

The Golden Tigers had a pipeline.

They'd bring people over,
I sold 'em papers.

These characters are all flowers.

My guess,
it's some sort of replacement code.

Good guess.

Give me the key.

Who gave you the box?

I don't ask for names.

And I wouldn't recognize her
if she was standing in front of me.

But I'll never forget her bullshit.

What's that mean?

I do good work. It's not cheap.

Sometimes, I let them pay me
with property, you know?

Jewelry, mostly. Art.

This lady brings a box,
says it's worth a fortune.

It's just a brush and comb set.

I was skeptical, too. Believe me.

She spun this whole yarn about a princess
and this fisherman she falls in love with.

He's in hot water with a pirate king,
whatever that is, and is marked for death.

She goes to save him.

The princess ends up
taking down the pirate

and takes over his ship.

And that was supposed to be made
from the bow sprint.

Legendary. Priceless.
A bunch of grade-A crap on a stick.

It's not crap, it's a... It's a story.

"The Pirate Queen of Pinghai Bay."

You've heard it before?

Yeah, when I was a kid.

It's a... It's a bedtime story.
My mother made it...

No one else could've told you that story.

That means your mother
was here in New York.

Get him out of here.

Where would your mom
hear a story like that?

Like I said, she made it up.

Yeah, but what if she didn't?

I don't know, Danny. What if she didn't?

Do you remember any details
about the princess? Like a name, a year?

Does it look like I wanna talk
about some make-believe princess?

If my mom was alive and here--

Then we can find her.

We have the ledger.

We have the code.

I mean, maybe the Golden Tigers
have some sort of record--

I should have left this alone.

This is your family, Colleen.
I know how much that means.

I need a second.

Everything all right?

I don't think so.

I made a mistake bringing Choi here.

No, it's not that.

I mean, it partly is, but...

it's complicated.

I told her that...

when we get the Fist back from Davos,
that she should hold it.

But, Danny, that's your everything.

It was.

But you saw what it did to me.

It consumed me.

You said that she could hold it.
Is that even possible?

If we conduct
the Ceremony of Transference,

give her a Tebori tattoo
inked with Davos' blood,

and a piece of this brand from my chest,
use it as a conduit, then...

it should work.

It's the same thing Davos did to me.

I'm guessing she didn't respond positively
to all of this.

No.

I probably should have called first.

-You were just trying to help. It's fine.
-Yeah, but still, I'm sorry.

There was never going to be
a happy ending to this.

I knew it the minute I found that box.

So much of my life turned out to be a lie.
Why not her too, right?

I don't even know you,

and I think this is the closest thing
I have to a healthy relationship.

Same here.

You and Danny.

And even that's just...

Yeah, he told me.

He's out of his mind.

Maybe. Nobody is born a hero.

And it's a difficult thing to become.

Because most people are too weak,
too stupid or too selfish.

Usually all of the above. You're not.

-Having power doesn't make you a hero.
-I never said it did.

I like Danny,

and if he gets the Fist back,
it'll be in good hands. Or...

hand. Whatever.

But if you had that thing,
you would use it right.

And you'd kick some serious ass.

Either way, you two need to work this out,

because my team and I move on Davos
first thing tomorrow.

What you're looking for, it's in there?

I had to cut a big check
to a shady super PAC to get it, so...

-By all means, take your time.
-Did you read this?

Figured it was none of my business.

Smart move.

- You don't have to do this!

Well, that was very melodramatic.

Like a $500 fine waiting to happen.

-Can we go get Joy now?
-No.

I know what I'm up against,
and I'm not getting close to him again.

Let me make a call.

I know a guy who can get us
the right ordnance.

Ooh.

Keep your shoulders down.

-You made me slice the hell out of that.
-I'd say it was lousy form.

You don't know what you talking about.

We're not here for pro tips.
Let's get on with it.

You didn't say anything
about showing up with a smart-ass suit.

I'm not wearing a suit.

Doesn't change a thing.

He's fronting my costs.
But if that's an issue for you,

then we can leave you
to practice your long game.

Oh-ho!

Here we have an M4.

A1.

I know you're not the type
to really lay it down, so I figured--

Having the option does not hurt.

She clean?

You'll be her first dance.

Got any AP rounds?

Come on, now.
You come to Turk for a reason, don't you?

-Bing!

-How about you, Suit?
- He's not interested.

I am interested.

You brought me to do a job,
not take you on safari.

I know how to handle a gun.

Because you've been
on the firing range one time?

I think the technical term
is "patricide."

Although, I'm not sure it applies
to the repeatedly undead.

"Necrocide" is more like it.

And your sister let me call you a pussy.

Well, go to town, Daddy killer.

That one.

A classic.

What kind of rounds you thinking?

Good ones.

Good ones it is.

Let's call it... 3K even.

Pay the man.

Shoulders down, keep your knees bent,
think about sunsets.

It'll do wonders.

Huh.

"Think about sunsets."

Oh!

Come on.

Get up.

Glad the boss isn't a betting man.

I'd have lost a bundle.

I thought...
there's no way you'd still be kickin'.

If you're not gonna help me,
then just do it already.

Wish I could,
but the boss isn't done with you yet.

He's gonna bring
your blond friend back here

and either kill you in front of him
or him in front of you.

I can't remember which.

How much... to let me go?

How much?

There was a time
those would've been the magic words.

But I'm on a different path now.

Money means nothing. It's a false prophet.

You can't...

You can't have bought
into Davos's bullshit.

No lie. At first, I was driving him
around to save my own ass.

But the boss means what he says.

He really wants to change things.

And you think that you're
on the black side of his moral ledger?

I am a much better person than you,
and look at me.

I give you credit.

Most people in your position,

they'd be more the beg-for-your-life type.

The day is young.

We came as quickly as we could.

I told you letting Mrs. Yang lay low here
was a bad idea.

She still here?

I overheard her say
they're going to make a move today.

-I said I was gonna call the police.
-We'll handle it.

She's downstairs.
She's not gonna be happy I called you.

-How many more men do we have?
-Ten Hatchets.

Not our finest, but loyal.
Six, maybe seven Tigers.

-I'd hoped for more.
-We don't need any more.

Prepare your soldiers.
We move in two hours.

That's not happening.
Get your stuff. Get outta here.

-It's not your call.
-She's not alone in this.

You understand the lines
you're crossing here, Ms. Wing?

There are children upstairs, Mrs...
Sam, tell her.

They...
It's the Spring Fair planning committee.

Those families are safer with us here.

You say you have a plan to deal
with the man who murdered my husband,

but all I've seen is run-and-hide
as people die.

Just yesterday, Henry Yip,
an innocent restaurant owner, was killed.

Any minute now, an NYPD task force
is gonna knock on Davos's door.

You go there,
you're not just fighting him.

You're fighting a dozen well-armed police.

What you've done here is amazing.

Uniting Hatchets and Tigers
under one baton.

Out of necessity.

It's still an opportunity.

If you attack Davos,

it ends with you and your men
dead or arrested.

Or you can take what you have here

and do what no one else
has been able to do.

End the fighting.

I know you don't trust us.

I let you down at the parley.

It won't happen again.

We simply can't let
this situation continue.

Then let us end it. Not tomorrow,
not the next day, but tonight.

This community doesn't need more martyrs,
it needs leaders.

Hey, lady, nice speech.

-I told him to stay out.
-BB, just give us a minute, will ya?

Your friend said
you and Blondie needed this.

I went by your spot,
but you weren't there.

Is that what I think it is?

How did you get this?

-Dude had it stashed. We found it.
-What were you doing with Davos?

He's been, like, I don't know,
teaching us karate and shit.

Kung fu.

-Teaching who, exactly?
-The whole squad.

He came by the crib, said come hang
at his, that he'd give us food and shit.

I told you guys to come here and get that,
and you told me to take a walk.

Yeah, well, I'm here now, ain't I?

You said a friend told you we wanted this?

Yeah, this lady. Real uptown looking.
Looks like she has mad cash.

Joy? Joy Meachum?

Thought she was done with Davos.
What was she doing there?

Well, at first, I figured
they were, like, you know, banging,

but then she asked me
to help her get this bowl out.

Look, if he knows, that dude Davos
is gonna mess her up really bad.

It's only a matter of time.

-We need to get her out of there.
-Misty's on her way.

Guys, I think we've got a problem.
They showed up a few minutes ago.

I called 911,
but I didn't know what to say.

They're just standing there.

BB, whose side
are your friends on?

I think I maybe made a mistake.

We gotta get everyone out of here.

That's my crew outside.
Let me ask 'em what's up.

-I doubt they're here to talk.
-Is there another exit?

Downstairs, at the loading dock.

Now they want us to run
from children with bike chains.

-It's not them we're afraid of.
-Davos.

If he knows we have the bowl,
he's coming in here.

Let him. We have weapons. We have men.

Any way you slice this, it's a bloodbath.

-Not if we take him down first.
- You've seen the bodies.

You know what he can do
to trained soldiers.

How do you think
those families are gonna fare?

We're going to escort the civilians
out of the building.

This isn't their battle.
They shouldn't be touched by it.

I'm taking a chance trusting you.

My friends, please,
can I have your attention?

Nothing to worry about,
but please gather around.

We're going to evacuate the building.

If I can cut through their line, maybe
I can lead them away from Bayard.

No. This is what we've been training for.
We need to take a stand.

We have the bowl.
All we gotta do is grab Davos.

We need a sedative to knock him out. Shit.

You said sedative. What kind?

When we do soup kitchen,
we have a no drug policy.

A lot of our homeless community uses,
so there's always confiscations.

We usually have Oxy, methadone...
Special K, I think.

We keep hard drugs on site?

We don't keep it. PD comes by
every month or so and picks it up.

All right. Show me.

BB?

What up?

You made a wrong move,
blowin' out like you did.

-What is up with you?
-We're for-real players now.

Are you? Because there's Hatchets
and Tigers up there, and they're strapped.

-You gonna take 'em out?
-Shifu will take care of them.

Hurry, now. Through there.

Get everybody back upstairs. Now.

Go.

Now, I know Ryhno
wasn't the sharpest dude,

but he had our back when no one else did.

And now he's dead.

And for what?

For what?

Crank, man...

whatever your Shifu says,
this isn't our fight.

We get out of this now,
you still got choices.

A future. We stay in...

This neighborhood doesn't need martyrs,
it needs leaders.

When you're right, you're right.

-Chinatown does need leaders.
-For real, bro.

This is for real.
You ain't a leader. Shifu is.

BB.

No!

Brother.

I think we're beyond that now, aren't we?

You can't change your past.

The other night when I saw you,
I could hardly believe it.

But here you are, standing. Walking, even.

If only you could put
that kind of resilience to better use.

It's amazing what a dozen steel pins
and a high-powered magnet can do.

It gave me no pleasure to cripple you,
but I will do worse without hesitation.

Now, I'm here to retrieve the bowl.

And eliminate those...
who stand against me.

It isn't just Triad members here, Davos.

This is a community center.

Guilty by association. Move.

Move!

BB?

Kill her!

BB. No.

Somebody call an ambulance!

BB, come on. BB.

No!

You once asked me if I could go back
and do it all differently, would I?

Well, the answer is yes, I would.

I abandoned our home.

I abandoned our family.

But worst of all, I abandoned you.
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for everything.

You should never have borne the Fist.

Maybe you're right.

But neither should you.

Ask yourself, Davos...

why did your father call the fight?

What does it matter?
They're dead. They're all dead!

Was he trying to spare your pride?

-Or did he know what you'd become?

I tried to reach you. I tried to help you.

But you give me no choice.

We stopped him.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, we stopped him.

BB got his.

And you're next.

I know what it's like...

to be lost and angry.

But all you have is your family.

Turn on them, you have nothing.

Police!

- Freeze!
-Put your hands up!

You so much as blink,
and we will put you down!

He killed BB.

Central, requesting EMS
to Bayard Community Association.

We have one victim, multiple stab wounds.

I got here as soon as I could.

I know what you're thinking.
It is not your fault.

Look, I'm gonna tell you something,
and I know you're not gonna hear it,

'cause it took me about a thousand times
before I did.

You can't save everyone.

All you can do is try.

-He didn't deserve this.
-No, he did not.

Where's Danny?

Oh, shit. Davos.

I got a call that Davos was here.

Figured you could use the assist.
What the hell did you hit him with?

-Ketamine, I think.
- Okay.

Hey, what happened?

Her friend BB.

Oh, no.

-We need to get him back to the dojo.
-For what exactly? We don't have the bowl.

We do. BB brought it.

Shit. Joy's still at Davos's place.
She's in danger.

My guys still have to process
the crime scene.

I'll give you cover
while you take Davos out,

and then I'll head over and find Joy.

Call the Crane Sisters.

Tell 'em to get their kit...
whatever else they need to get me ready.

-You're gonna do it?

What changed?

I've been telling Mrs. Yang
to step up, help this community.

How can I expect her to listen
if I won't take my own advice?

What happened to BB is not my fault.

But I can do more.

Working here isn't enough.

There are people, and they need help,
and they're out there.

Are you sure about this?

Sure as I'm gonna be.

I was so afraid of what I'd do
with a weapon in my hand.

I'm not afraid anymore.

We need to figure out a way
to get him back to the dojo.

There's a van outside.
The one we use for field trips.

-So, please, try not to wreck it.
-Thanks, Sam.

When you're finished with him,
his ass is mine.

I thought you were full of shit
when you came to the shop.

Turns out you want some ink
after all, huh?

What you thinkin'?

-Unicorn?
-Dice on fire?

Don't even.

Something between that
and that thing on his chest.

Sure. We can do that.

Okay.

Okay.

Detective Knight, what's your 20?

Detective Knight, do you copy?

Shit.

Joy.

Joy.

Behind you.

Damn it. I thought it was Davos.

The hell are you doing here?

We're here for Joy.

Oh, my God. What the hell happened?

Ward.

Did Davos do this to you?
I swear I'll kill him.

Hey, you've done enough for tonight.
Just get your sister outta here.

I need you to get topside,
call an ambulance.

Let's go.

Hey, Meachum.

Thank you.

It's Ward.

Where did you get the gun?

A van down by the river.

-You're an idiot.
-You're welcome.

I think you caught an artery,
but we're gonna get you some help.

He wasn't gonna make it.

It was better
to put him out of his misery.

Don't.

You're not a cop killer.

No, I'm not.

-Is it done?
-How do you feel?

Let's finish this.

Put your thumb to his third eye.

Then wrap your fingers around like this.

Okay.

Then you draw the heart of the dragon
into you.

Will it hurt?

Yes.

But then it will be a part of you.

-Colleen, move!

Colleen?

Ah.

You failed, Danny.

Come on, then.

-Come on.

You all right?

No. It's burning.