All language subtitles for Banshee.S01E10.NORDiC.720p.WEB-DL.H.265.DDP5.1-CiNEMiX

( door clangs )

Woman: Is there anything
you'd like to talk about?

Not really.

Every week you just sit
in silence on that couch.

- Do you know why you're here?
- I got caught.

No, why you're here with me.

I have to go through you
to get parole.

Well, in a manner of speaking.

It's my job to evaluate you,

the progress of your rehabilitation.

Come on, you really think anyone
in here gets rehabilitated?

I think we rehabilitate ourselves.

( laughs )

You've been in here
for what now, seven years?

- Yeah, something like that.
- You've had your share of fights.

It's kind of what we do in here.

You're eligible for parole
in four months.

I would think a man
of your obvious intelligence

and skill would at least
create the impression

of cooperation with me to manipulate
me into recommending parole.

Well, maybe I just know not
to bullshit a bullshitter.

Fair enough. But believe it or
not, I am here to help you.

Yeah, right.

I'm just another file
you got to process

before you go home to your cats.

What makes you think I have cats?

Well, I know you have a cat.

Cats was a guess.

What else?

You're wearing a black bra
under a white blouse again.

It's happened before,

so it's not because you
didn't get your laundry done.

If that were the case,
you'd go with no bra.

Your tits aren't that big.

No, you deliberately
project your sexuality.

Maybe because of a recent breakup

or a divorce.

Either way, you get off

on sitting across from men who
haven't seen a woman in years

knowing that we're gonna
go back to our cells

and rub one out thinking of you.

I mean, why else would
a woman that looks like you

work in a place like this?

And, yeah, you have cats.

Every time you wear dark
clothing like that navy pantsuit

that you had tailored to cling
to your ass like a second skin,

I see hairs on you.

You're exceptionally observant.

- Occupational hazard.
- Of a thief.

- Inmate.
- Are you gonna steal again?

- No.
- Are you sure?

- It's a trick question.
- Why so?

If I say no, I'm full of shit.

If I say yes, I don't get parole.

Not everything's a trap.

Never say that to a man
who's living in a cell.

I like you.

Isn't that against the rules?

Yes.

( theme music playing )

Lucas: What do you want, Rabbit?

Rabbit: I just wanted
to look into your eyes

for the last time.

Good-bye.

( guns cocking )
Oh, shit.

( automatic gunfire )

( gunfire stops )

( gun clicking )

- ( gunfire )
- ( body thuds )

- ( gunshots )
- ( bodies thudding )

- ( gunfire stops )
- ( panting )

I guess you owe me one.

Hey.

Go ahead.

I don't want to play.

But it will sharpen your mind,
teach you patience.

( laughs )

( whispering )

( siren blaring )

( high-pitched ringing )

Brock: Holy...

shit.

- Emmett, check the back.
- Jesus.

- ( echoing ) Emmett, check the back.
- ( indistinct conversation )

- Brock: Hell.
- We need an ambulance.

Brock: Hood, talk to us.
What happened here?

We just got here. Been out all
night looking for the kid.

Nothing but dead bodies.

Hood? Sheriff Hood!

( high-pitched ringing stops )

I don't know what happened.

They just started shooting.

These are military grade M4s.

That's pretty high-end hardware
for this neck of the woods.

All I care about now
is finding that boy.

No, that's my priority
and that's my jurisdiction.

In my estimation, Sheriff, you've become
an impediment to this investigation.

I can make a phone call to a judge

and have a writ within the hour
suspending you from duty.

Xavier: Hood. Where the hell
do you think you're going?

If you want to stop me,
you're gonna have to shoot me.

Let me have your weapon.

Sugar: What are you looking for?

I'll know it when I see it.

I can help you.

I've lived my whole life here.

Which explains why you haven't grasped
the concept of personal space.

- Just tell me what you got.
- ( sighs )

This is from the traffic camera at
the county line yesterday morning.

- How do you know that's him?
- New York plates.

And Rabbit usually rolls
four cars deep.

I tried calling our friendly
neighborhood sheriff

to put out an APB, but he's
apparently not taking calls.

At least not mine.

I ran the plates,
they're counterfeit.

But I ain't got no picture
of them leaving.

- They're here.
- Think he's okay?

Job: He's not okay.

If Rabbit's here, no one's okay.

I told him, man.
I said over and over again

we need to get the fuck out of here.

This has never been anything
but a terrible idea.

How do we find the boy?

We hack into street cameras,
we look for the cars.

We review security footage
from mini-marts

and supermarkets-- someone
had to do a food run.

We reroute spy satellites
from the CIA

and look for heat signatures
where they shouldn't be.

This is a tiny needle in a
big motherfucking haystack.

There's just too much
ground to cover.

I need 20 men doing this
and I ain't got 'em.

It's just us two.

( door opens )

Or us three.

Hey, Job.

Long time.

Gang's all here.

Please.

Keep trying.

( Deva crying )

You know they're just here
to keep us safe.

Hey.

You okay?

Deva, I'm sorry about all this.

Why would she lie to us?

Everything's not going
to be all right, is it?

I don't know, honey.

I honestly don't.

( ringing )

( ringing )

I must admit

you have an admirable
knack for survival.

I'm already dead.

- I know that.
- Yes?

So why do you resist?

You haven't offered
any other options.

Such as?

Surrender.

You would sacrifice
yourself for the boy?

No.

For all of them.

So...

finally you admit

your responsibility in all of this.

Yes, I do.

Rebecca: Uncle Kai?

- Hi.
- Hey.

I'm getting a glass
of wine downstairs.

I'm actually gonna go to sleep.

So good night.

Good night, Rebecca.

( grunting )

Ah!

( choking )

Who sent you?

( coughing )

Fucking Indians.

( groaning )

( grunts )

( groaning )

( gasping )

Go help your uncle.

Doctor: You've been in a fight.

Just a misunderstanding.

Do you want to tell me about it?

Someone had a crush on me,

I just wanted to be friends.

- Are we done?
- Not quite.

- Must be exhausting.
- ( sighs )

What?

Being on guard 24 hours a day.

Wondering where the next
attack is gonna come from.

Can you ever rest?

I've been looking at
your initial police report.

There were two of you
in that building.

The police said that you had
made it as far as the woods

where your chance of escape
would be much greater,

but yet you turned around. Why?

Your accomplice...

it was a woman.

These sessions are confidential
and inadmissible in court.

You can't incriminate her.

You must have loved her very much.

And you haven't seen
or heard from her since?

I'm so sorry.

You okay?

Yeah.

So where you been?

You know, around.

Will you stay for awhile
now that he's gone?

I could really use you.

Well, that's not really
my bag, big brother.

( tires squealing )

- ( gunshots )
- ( window shatters )

Ugh.

Well, this is interesting.

Oh, that motherfucker!

This is my home.

So you're upset that the man
who cut off the head of the guy

you sent to kill him isn't
respecting your privacy?

What's this?

It's one of ours.

I'm thinking

maybe I will stick around
for a while.

This man will take you home, Max.

It's okay, Max.

Hey.

No one's gonna hurt you.

Go.

( engine starts )

You trusted me to keep my word?

You always have.

( grunts )

( phone ringing )

Female voice: Your call has been
directed to an automated voice mail--

( scoffs )

- Still no answer.
- Job: Keep trying.

( thudding )

- It's okay.
- ( door opens )

Gordon.

Gordon: Sugar.

What are you doing here?

We got Max back.

What? What do you mean?
How is he?

He's safe. He and Deva
are with the FBI.

He came home a little while ago.

- How?
- He just rang the doorbell.

Said that they dropped him off
a block away from the house.

I don't understand.

What do you mean? They just--

they just dropped him off
just like that?

No, not just like that.

Your father told him
to tell you something.

What?

He said that you were forgiven.

- Hood.
- Max said they have him.

He traded himself for Max.

I don't understand why Hood would
think that that's something--

His cell phone.

- What?
- I got a tracker on his cell phone.

- There you are.
- Carrie: What is that? Where is that?

Sugar: The Bottoms near
the North Valley Woods.

What the fuck are the Bottoms?
What's out there?

Well, nothing that I can think of.

Wait.

The metalworks.

We've been here all day
looking at these maps,

moving satellites around
in outer fucking space,

and then he says,
"Wait, wait, the metalworks."

Sugar: Well, the Bottoms
aren't on most maps.

Is that it? Is that it right there?

Yeah.

Gordon: What are you doing?

You call the FBI and you
let them handle this.

- I can't.
- You have to.

Now, I don't know what
Hood's role in all this is,

but we have two children whose lives
have been turned upside down.

Now, nothing and no one else
is more important than that.

Come on, man. Come on.

Now, you lied to me.

You lied to our kids.

I don't know if you can
ever make that right,

but if you're gonna try,

you need to come home
with me right now.

Gordon, don't do this.

Don't make me choose.

You go with them, you're
making that choice yourself.

Um, what are you doing?

Look, I've seen you drive. Get in.

We're probably gonna die.

Probably.

If we do die,

I just want you to know
I don't like you very much.

Duly noted.

Well, if you're going
to drive, then drive.

I want to be dead
or home by morning.

Just drive.

So your parole hearing
is in two weeks.

Do you feel ready?

Uh, yeah, yeah. I think so.

I know you're ready
to get out of here.

You think they'll let me out?

You present as intelligent
and capable,

as remorseful and articulate.

Plus, you have the single
best psych eval ever written

in the history
of the prison system, so...

Thank you.

I just wish...

What?

Nothing.

- Come on, what?
- Nothing, no. I'm sorry.

- I forgot myself for a moment.
- It's our last session.

You're never gonna see me again.

Um, I was gonna say I just wish

we had met under
different circumstances.

I know it's a pathetic cliché.

No, no. It's not.

Um, you saved me in here.

Are you scared?

Terrified.

Are you gonna see Ana
when you get out?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I've got a few places
I think I can...

look for her.

- Who are you?
- What?

Who the fuck are you?

I never told you her name.

Mr. Rabbit has a message for you.

Mr. Rabbit says
there'll be no parole.

You will serve out
the remaining eight years.

And he wants you to know that when you
do get out, he'll be waiting for you.

There's nowhere you can go
that he won't find you.

( screams ) Help me!

Guard, help me!

( gasping )

- Get off! Get off!
- Oh, God!

( gasping )

( electricity crackling )

It's funny being here with you.

I think of all that time
we were together,

the three of us.

We were a family.

Don't kid yourself.

We were never a family.

Me and Ana, we were family.

Not you.

I think maybe we both
kid ourselves sometimes.

Oh, fuck you.

You betrayed me for love.

Then you got out of prison
to find your love had betrayed you.

And then a few days ago,
she barters your life for her own.

( laughs )

My daughter is better
at punishing you

than I could ever be.

However,

a man can still try.

- Sugar: Oh, wow.
- ( tires squeal )

What is it?

- Shit. I don't know.
- ( siren blaring )

Shit!

Were you speeding?

I knew I shouldn't
have let you drive.

Evening, folks.

Mrs. Hopewell, I don't know
if you heard yet,

but your son turned up safe.

I know. Thank you.

And...

you--

you three are clearly
not going to a PTA meeting.

Can you step out of the car, Mrs.
Hopewell?

Rabbit: There.

That's better, right?

( muffled gagging )

( gasping )

You took my only daughter from me.

There are no words
to express the pain.

The rage I feel.

Oh, believe me,

she couldn't get away
from you fast enough.

( muffled gagging )

( gasping )

She hated you

more than she ever loved me.

You're right.

I took your little girl.

And there is nothing
that you can do to me

that can ever change that.

At least I can watch you
pay for your betrayal.

Why don't you shut the fuck
up and get on with it?

We got the call. What's going on?

Brock: She's telling me that
Hood has been kidnapped

by the same guys that took her son.

He wasn't kidnapped.
He traded himself for Max.

And they're gonna kill him
if I don't get over there.

Look, if Hood is in trouble,
why wouldn't you call us?

Because I can't involve you in this.

It's an abduction and you can't
involve the sheriff's department?

- That's strange, don't you think?
- Brock: You think that's strange?

Take a look at who
she called instead.

Oh, and Mrs. Hopewell
was strapped with these.

Two Springfield DX9s.

You want to tell us
what the hell's going on?

The man who has Hood
is a gangster named Rabbit.

He and I have a history.

It's me he's here for.

That's why he took Max.

He's got a small army with him
and he's not gonna think twice

about killing you or me or
anyone else who gets in his way.

Well, what were you and the
A-Team over here planning to do?

He's going to kill him.
He may already have.

Please, we are wasting
time right now.

This-- this is crazy.

Sorry, I don't--

- You're the sheriff.
- I know I am.

What?

If it was you they had,
or any one of us,

what do you think Hood would do?

Shit.

I don't care what kind
of gangsters they are.

They picked the wrong fucking town.

Well, all right.

( engine starts )

- You sure about this?
- Do I look sure?

Gregor, tell the men
to start packing up.

We're leaving soon.

When I was a teenager...

I found two boys in a field.

They had tied a stray dog to a tree
and they were beating it with sticks.

He was badly hurt, bleeding.

His front leg was broken.

After I finished with the boys...

I decided I would care for the dog.

But when I went to untie him,

he bit my leg.

The dog meant me no harm.

He was acting on instinct.
I knew that.

But I also knew I had to kill him...

because I, too,

was acting on instinct.

We're all animals, really.

( sighs )

Gentlemen.

( chuckles )

Who the fuck are you?

I'm gonna need you
to open this here gate.

This is private property.
No one enters.

Oh, honey, if I had a dollar
for every time I heard that.

Now open the motherfucking gate.

Fuck you.

Oh, it's gonna be like that, is it?

Eenie meenie miney mo.

( silenced gunshot )

- My bad.
- ( silenced gunshot )

Nice shooting.

I've been taking lessons.

I should have killed you
15 years ago.

But there was a part of me
that hoped that you'd--

both of you--

would change your minds.

All right, hold up. Hold up.

The only entrance to this
place is on the other side.

We're gonna be outnumbered
and outgunned.

We have to surprise them.
I'll create a diversion.

You guys go up front
and wait for my signal.

And then what? What's your plan?

Save Hood, shoot everybody else.

Like you, I was blinded by love.

No.

This isn't about love.

We spent two years

figuring out how to fuck you over.

And we did.

That's why you're angry.

'Cause you got played.

So do me a favor.

Stop whining

about fucking love.

You don't know what love is.

- ( wings flapping )
- ( bird cawing )

You're wrong.

- ( groans )
- This...

is love.

- ( silenced gunshot )
- ( man screams )

( wings flutter )

Brock: Go now! Go, go!

Fuck!

( men shouting )

- ( groans )
- Siobhan: Sugar!

- Sugar!
- Go!

- ( men shouting )
- ( gunfire continues )

( distant gunfire )

I knew she'd come for you.

Now she can watch you die.

- ( knife twists )
- ( groans )

Yes!

( gunfire continues )

- Brock!
- ( screaming )

- Motherfucker!
- Brock's hit.

I know. There's no way
I can get to him.

He's too far away.
Go around and I'll cover you.

( man yelling in Ukrainian )

( groans )

( screams )

I'm running out of ammo!

( shouting )

God damn it! Emmett!

Emmett: Shit, I'm running out.

( screams )

( screams )

How you doing?

Oh, fuck, that hurts.

- Sugar?
- He's okay. He's over there.

I'm fine.

- Did we win?
- We didn't lose.

( door creaking )

Suck my tit.

( screaming )

( speaks Ukrainian )

- ( gunshot )
- ( man grunts )

( gunshots )

( roaring )

( panting )

Stay away from him.

I forgave you.

I gave you back your son.

Well, I never forgave you.

So what now,

clever girl?

Good-bye, Daddy.

( grunts )

Hey. Let me see you.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God.

( both panting )

My God.

Max?

He's safe. He's okay.

Next time, I say we just run away.

Hang on, okay?

I missed you.

Lover, come and set me free

From my restraint

Take the rags away that bind me

Stare me down and cut me deeply

To the bone

Give me every tooth and blind me

You are Madonna,
you're lady divine

You are part Mother Teresa

And a Valentine

Some man's pariah

And a slippery slope

But to me you are the fire

And I fly to my hope

With a wink she sets me free

Forevermore

So consume me now and burn me

To the marrow

Tear my heart out

From my body if you have to

And then swallow me to prove

That I am you

You are Madonna,
you're lady divine

You are part Mother Teresa

And a Valentine

Some man's pariah

And a slippery slope

But to me you are the fire

And I fly to my

You are Madonna,
you're lady divine

You are part Mother Teresa...

Buck. Buck.

- Bucky.
- ( barking )

Buck.

And I fly to my

I will fly away...

( winces )

Hey, boss.

Listen, Janie.

I'm sorry that I've been so distant.

You know, I've just been so
obsessed with taking down Proctor.

I never meant to shut you out.

He's everywhere, you know?

I worked with the Kinaho to try
to get this new casino built

and now he has his hands
in that, too.

That's the hotel.

And on the northern side
will be the casino.

That's why Longshadow
wanted you killed?

Yeah.

So now what?

Well, I could just get rid of Alex,

but that would create a power
vacuum within the tribe

and there's no telling
who would take over.

Better let Alex understand
who his friends are.

And how do we do that?

We could start with a phone call.

You just hit send.

( phone ringing )

Hello?

( ringing )

- Is anyone here?
- ( beeping )

Well, I guess we'll have to
settle for leaving a message.

( explosion )

I'll take these wings
and fly away

I'll take these

I'll take these wings
and fly away

Yay, yay, yay, yay, yay.

Any word on Rabbit?

The FBI turned
the woods upside down.

Full-on search grids,
dogs, the works.

So far, the theory is that he crawled
into a hole somewhere and died.

Hey.

- They'll find him.
- Yeah.

There. ( chuckles )

Now that's what
a sheriff looks like.

( laughs )

When do you have to change it again?

Tomorrow.

All right, then.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Thanks.

( distant train horn blaring )

( groans )

Deputy Yawners.

( cameras clicking )

Agent Xavier.

One of the two active
officers of the BSD.

How long you plan
to keep us on a leash?

I don't like this
any better than you do.

But Sheriff Hood, his behavior
throughout all this

has been somewhere between highly
questionable and outright criminal.

And what went down
at the metalworks,

that's gonna take
some time to sort out.

The Bureau is assigning
a special investigator.

Look, in the meantime, you're just gonna
have to deal with federal oversight.

So, never a dull moment
around here, huh?

Couple of hunters
found them this morning.

Based on the level of decomposition,

the coroner's ballparking it
at 10 to 12 weeks

since they were killed.

Who might you be?

Oh, what it takes out of me

To lay by your side

Oh, well, it aches and it aches

You make me want to die

I gotta kill you, my love

I gotta kill you, my love

Oh, what it takes out of me

To lay by your side

Your love.

( ringing )

Good afternoon, Church
County Sheriff's Department.

Hi, it's Jason Hood.

I was wondering if you had heard
from my old man at all.

Sorry, Jason. Still nothing.

All right.
Thanks anyways.

( sighs )

Fuck me.