All language subtitles for Banshee.S03E02.NORDiC.720p.WEB-DL.H.265.DDP5.1-CiNEMiX

( theme music playing )

( chatter )

Where were you?
I'm drowning out here.

Sorry.
Two short stacks.

Let me get you guys
some more syrup.

- Enjoying the show?
- Best seat in the house.

What are you doing?

( gasping )

( moans )

I'll catch you later.

Hey.

So when are we gonna stop driving
separate cars to work?

As soon as we stop living
at separate addresses.

- Right.
- I mean, I'm not pushing for that.

No.

It's okay.
You can push a little.

- Oh, really?
- Yeah, just a little.

( Siobhan laughs )

Can I help you?

My name is
Kurt Bunker, sir.

I'm here to apply for
the open deputy position.

Seriously?

I understand that my physical
appearance may be unsettling,

but I can assure you my ties to the
movement were severed long ago.

Unfortunately,
the removal of my tattoos

has taken longer
than anticipated.

Dade County
Sheriff's Department.

- You're a long way from Florida.
- I was born in Banshee.

Just became prudent for me

to distance myself
from former associates.

Then why are you back?

It was time
to come home, ma'am.

What do your former
associates think about that?

What they think
is none of my concern.

Sorry, Bunker.
Position's filled.

You can hold onto that.
I appreciate your time.

Was that for real?

I kind of liked him.

( laughs )

- Mr. Cage.
- Mr. Proctor.

- How are you, Kai?
- Good. Thanks for coming.

Cage: I couldn't turn down
an invitation from an old friend.

Who is this
pretty young thing?

Oh, that's Rebecca Bowman,
my niece.

I'm introducing her
to the family business.

Proctor pulled the kid out of high
school for a little show-and-tell.

Martin, watch your mouth.
Show a little respect.

Sorry, Kai.

So what was it you wanted
to see me about?

Well, old friend, we need to
clarify our arrangement.

What arrangement is that?

While my factory
was down for three weeks,

you began supplying
my Philadelphia customers.

I understand the impulse.
You saw an opportunity.

But I'm up
and running again now,

so we got to go back to things
as they were before.

I stay out of Ohio and
you stay out of Pennsylvania.

You couldn't supply them,
they came to me.

Plain and simple.
Just business.

You fucked up, Proctor.
You don't get to take that back.

What did you just say?

Your uncle may be
a big deal here in Banshee,

but in the rest
of the world,

he's just a country inbreed
with an inflated ego.

- Martin, shut your mouth.
- I got it, Dad.

Yeah, I heard you were
a scary dude back in the day,

but he doesn't look
so scary now, does he?

- Martin, shut--
- ( gunshots )

- ( groans )
- Kai: Rebecca, no!

Ah!

( Martin whimpering )

( groaning )

- ( Martin groaning )
- Finish what you started.

( breathing heavily )
No. No.

( gunshot )

Alison: Just got off the phone
with Sperling.

Proctor will plead to a single
misdemeanor weapons charge

in exchange
for time served.

- I told him to go to hell.
- Yeah, we'll make the deal.

What?

Call Sperling back
and tell him that we'll--

I heard what you said.

Then why are we still
talking about it?

We've got a shot at
putting Proctor away

and you just want to
roll over and play dead.

No, I'm done fighting
battles I won't win.

Are you still
on the pills?

No, I'm clean.

So, I--

I get to experience every
single moment with total clarity.

Look, if you'll excuse me,
I need to--

I need to get back
to being the mayor.

What does that
entail, exactly?

( chuckles )

I'll let you know
when I figure it out.

Thanks.

Bad enough you got us
robbing a military base,

now we got to worry
about all these

motherfucking Rambos
killing our asses.

You know, the colonel's got
the Marines guarding the money.

What the hell does
he need the mercs for?

'Cause it ain't Uncle Sam's cash
they're protecting.

Turns out not everything is kosher
at Boy Scout camp.

The official log accounts for
nine million in that safe.

What about
the unofficial log?

That's saying
closer to 15.

Someone's cooking
the books.

Not just someone.

Colonel Douglas Stowe.

Naval Academy grad,
first in his class.

Tours in Beirut,
Panama, and then Haiti.

After that, he took a little walk
on the wild side.

We're talking about a string
of nasty black ops

in Iraq and Afghanistan.

This ain't just another
bad motherfucker,

this the guy they send in
to clean out

all the other
bad motherfuckers.

( helicopter blades whirring )

On the other hand,
you steal from a thief...

no one calls the cops.

The cops won't come after us with
hit teams and Apache helicopters.

( birds chirping )

( crows cawing )

You are not
welcome here.

Kai.

( speaks Pennsylvania Dutch )

You did not
have to come.

You have a fever.

It's just a touch
of the flu.

Kai:
Here, drink some water.

How can you allow
this to go on?

The doctor was here.
He gave her medicine.

She doesn't need a house call.
She needs a hospital.

He will be here
again tomorrow.

We will ask him.

But that's not
good enough.

- Leave her!
- Oh, Kai.

Get out of my way.

We can take care
of her here.

Doctor: Your mother is suffering
from advanced pancreatic cancer.

Kai:
How much time, Doctor?

Doctor:
A month, maybe less.

I'm going to put
you down, Mother.

- Can you stand?
- Yeah.

Your mother is dying,
Mr. Proctor.

You should start thinking about how
you can make her most comfortable.

( car engine starts )

( knocks )

- Hey.
- Hey. You okay?

Before you answer that.

Don't.

Stop.

Stop!

I can't do this
anymore.

Do I get an explanation?

Does it really matter?

- Your husband?
- No.

- Somebody else?
- There's no time for anyone else.

There isn't even
time for this.

Then what's the problem?

My kids.

They need
their mother at home,

not sneaking out at night
for booty calls.

This isn't about your kids.
It's about you.

Don't do that.

This is a bubble.
This isn't anything.

What we had
was great,

but I've got to get back
to the real world.

Take care
of yourself, okay?

All right.

Lucas:
You really like your military men.

( gasps )

( lighter flicks )

What are you
doing here?

I was gonna ask you
the same thing.

Who I fuck is none
of your business.

It is when it affects
the job.

And how about you getting involved
with your deputy sheriff?

How does that
affect the job?

We can't do the heist
if you're involved with the target.

I already broke it off.
Are we done?

Should I be worried?

I told you
I'd be ready.

I'm not talking
about the job.

I gotta get home.

( door opens, closes )

Chayton:
Hold your fire!

Adolf Hitler's favorite game was
cowboys and Indians.

He called the Russians
redskins

and found inspiration
in the white man's

ethnic cleansing
of our Navajo kin.

Now Proctor has
slaughtered our chief

and continues to take
what is rightfully ours.

Viho, Songaa.

Go get Proctor
and the girl.

Bring them back here.

Hey.

I should be the one
getting Proctor.

Not now.

I've got other
plans for you.

Chayton.

Everyone here thinks I get
a free ride 'cause I'm your brother.

I need to show them.

You need to be patient.

( knocks )

Alison.

I need your signature
on the plea deal

before I can file.

Come in.

I included
a future crime clause.

If Proctor gets so much
as a speeding ticket,

we can revoke the plea deal
and reopen the case.

Can I pour you a drink?

- I'm fine.
- All right.

Suit yourself.

- I like the new apartment.
- ( laughs )

Yeah, you know, for a lawyer,
you're a pretty shitty liar.

Well, you have to at least
put in some effort.

Set up the kids' rooms.

Hang pictures.

Start cooking in the kitchen
so it smells like home.

Yeah.
You cook?

( chuckles )
I dabble.

Why don't you stick
around and teach me?

Gordon, I know you've been
through the wringer,

but you've got
to get it together.

- That was out of line.
- You think?

Alison, look,
you don't have to go.

I respect you too much to watch you
embarrass yourself like this.

Nola.

You know, I thought
you'd gone native,

but this...

this is a whole new level.

- I'm glad you like it.
- I'm glad you think I like it.

I wondered
if you'd come back.

I wondered the same thing.

Every time I think I'm rid
of this goddamn place--

- This place is your home.
- It's your home!

It's not mine.

You are a Kinaho woman.

Fat lot of good that did me
growing up here.

I know you suffered
greatly back then.

You think you know.

- Chayton: Nola.
- Nola: What?

Let me die.

We already had this conversation
in New Orleans.

Can we not do it again?

You're already dead.

I'm very sorry
about your brother.

- You despised Alex.
- I pitied him.

He forgot who he was,
but his murder

was a tragedy
and we will avenge it.

By sending a couple of gangbangers
to Proctor's house?

They can handle it.

Alex is dead because
he underestimated Proctor.

With all due respect,
I am not Alex.

No.
No, you're not.

Alex never liked you. He thought
you were bad for the tribe.

I am the tribe.

Yeah, I really
don't care.

Nola.

Don't get in my way.

He was my brother,
Chayton.

And you will have
your blood.

- When you say?
- Yes.

No.

Job over com: There's an old steam
tunnel buried underneath the base.

It's like our own
personal VIP entrance.

We're in.

Sugar: Okay, now y'all
be careful down there.

You know,
snakes and whatnot.

After you.

Just like old times.

Lucas:
So how we doing with the vault?

Based on your description,
it has to be a JT-3000

custom-built in Virginia.

- How many locks?
- Two.

One mechanical,
the other digital.

If we get past the rolling
encryption code,

I'll have to drill through six inches
of reinforced steel

to disable
the tumbler system.

Job can handle
the encryption code.

- It changes every 12 minutes.
- We'll have to work fast, then.

- And by we, you mean me.
- Yep.

( knocks )

( door opens )

- You wanted to see me, sir?
- Sit.

My unit was point for black ops
in Afghanistan.

Asset recovery, bag grabs,
the dirty stuff.

One night we came
under fire.

Not just a couple of insurgents
with small arms,

dozens of them
all armed to the teeth.

Someone had
tipped them off.

I called for air support,
but it never came.

President's troop reductions
meant less support

for soldiers
still on the ground.

Murphy and I were the only ones
to make it out.

The powers that be
let seven good men,

patriots,
die for politics.

That's why I only trust
my people.

This was found beneath
a floorboard under your bunk.

It's not mine.

You're an idiot, Haddock.

I could have
made you rich

and you blew it,
for what?

- 30 grand?
- Sir, I swear--

- ( groans )
- Did I tell you to stand?

( groans )

( Haddock gurgling )

Lock him in the brig.

( door closes )

Seems too easy.

Maybe Stowe doesn't
know about the tunnel.

- ( laughs )
- He knows.

We got a solid steel
door blocking us.

Job:
How thick?

( tapping )

About 12 inches.

- Shape charges?
- Now you're talking my language.

Now hold on. If those walls
are not properly reinforced,

your language will bring down
the whole damn tunnel.

What do you suggest?

Look, I'll pull the door
off the hinges

the old-fashioned way.

Like you got any other
motherfucking way.

( breathing heavily )

( moaning )

Man on radio:
Checking in. All rooms secure.

( grunts )

( gasps )

( moaning )

( grunts )

( grunts )

( groans )

( groans )

Go find Proctor.

( screams )

( groans )

( gasps )

I'm starving.

( exhales )

There's some shepherd's pie
in the fridge.

Ooh, beef or turkey?

I stopped eating
red meat.

You should, too.

Yeah, that's not
gonna happen.

You know what?

I'll make us
something to eat.

I'll make us
some sandwiches.

You got some lunch meat?
Some cold cuts?

Alma on radio: Brock, what's your
current location, over?

Don't. She'll find
somebody else.

I'm still on duty.
Give it to me.

- Just let it--
- Come on, give it to me.

- I'm not messing around, Em.
- Come on.

Damn it!

Uh...

Uh, yeah, this is Brock.
Go ahead, Alma.

Alma: We got a call of a disturbance
at the Proctor place.

Casualties reported.

Brock:
Copy that. I'm on my way.

Job still
comes first, huh?

- ( sighs ) Come on.
- Just like the old days.

Em.

What do you want
from me?

I want you to leave.

You know what?

You're in luck.

( door opens, closes )

I need pictures
of everything.

Tell her to keep it
in focus this time.

- ( phone ringing )
- I can hear you, Job.

Job:
Oh, I know.

Hold on one second.

- Hood.
- Hey, it's Brock.

Look, we got a DOA
in Proctor's pool.

Redbone. Looks like he and his buddy
roughed up the niece pretty bad.

I'm on my way.
I gotta go.

Job:
Fuck you mean you gotta go?

I'm still on duty.
Ana will finish up down here.

Baby, this whole
fake sheriff bullshit

is getting in the way
of your real job.

- You hear me?
- Lucas: Hard not to.

- ( quiet chatter )
- ( police radio chatter )

( speaking quietly )

You all right?

Hey, Brock.
Give us a minute.

Sheriff.

You started this war
when you took out Longshadow.

Yeah, well, you would know
about starting wars, Sheriff.

Chayton's not gonna
stop coming for you.

That's unfortunate for Chayton
and anyone else

- who comes after what's mine.
- Okay, let me be clear.

You and the Redbones
can tear each other apart.

I don't give a shit.
Just hurry the fuck up.

My house was violated
by these lowlifes.

You do your job,
Sheriff.

Hey, Raven.
Come here.

You know the reservation.
Where do we start?

We can't just go
to the reservation.

Yeah, we can.
I do it all the time.

# Gather on the strand #

# With sprinkles
in each hand #

# Going to battle #

# Blowhards thinking
that they will lose #

# The water will casually
follow its route #

# Route #

# And the bird
will be better off #

# Flying the coop #

# Coop. #

This is it?

Yep, Dog Iron.

A lot of Redbones
hang out here.

Drinks are cheap
and nobody bothers them.

Hmm, well, let's see
what we can do about that.

Can we get
a couple of drinks?

Sure, three miles
down the road.

Hey, Sue.

Billy, you know better than
to show up here in that uniform.

Then just tell me
if you've seen Chayton.

- Get the hell out of here.
- People are getting hurt.

Our people.

All I know is that
they're deep in the woods.

Whereabouts
in the woods?

- You gotta go.
- Man: Yo, Raven.

Thanks for your time.

What do you think
your old man would say

if he knew you were
taking orders from the white man?

- Move, Spatch.
- Or what?

You sure that's how
you want to play this?

( laughs )
Your, uh, badge...

don't mean shit
around here.

Well, the badge is the last thing
you should worry about.

How's that?

Sit the fuck down.

( gunshot )

How about we all
put our dicks away?

It's good to see
you, too, Aimee.

What the hell, Billy?

The hospice nurse
is here.

- Mr. Proctor.
- Ms. Lotus.

Thank you for coming
on such short notice.

You came highly
recommended, you know.

Please, call me Emily.

All right, Emily.

Why don't you make
yourself at home here?

And anything you need,
just ask.

Why don't you start by
introducing me to your mother?

This is Leah, my mother,
and Rebecca, my niece.

It's a pleasure
to meet you both.

Emily will be staying
with us, Mother,

to help care for you.

What happened to you?

I-- I had
an accident.

Well, have you put
anything on those cuts?

No.

Here.
It'll help keep you from scarring.

- You've got great skin.
- Thank you.

Let me show you
to your room.

Notie and Spatch
were looking for a fight.

You were looking
for a fight.

What are you thinking going to
the Dog Iron in a BSD uniform?

- He was following me.
- I wasn't talking to you.

We're looking for
Chayton Littlestone.

- You know him?
- Is he serious?

- We're on the same side here.
- Get off the res, Billy.

If Yaz finds out
that you're out here--

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Who's Yaz?

Karl Yazzie.
Chief of the Kinaho PD.

Lucas: Sounds like
someone I should meet.

Let's go.
I'll take you.

No, you should probably
get in your car

and drive away if you know
what's good for you.

Do I look like someone
who knows what's good for him?

( car door slams )

( police radio chatter )

Raven:
Chief.

Yazzie: You must have made
a wrong turn, boy.

This is the Kinaho
Police Department.

- And who do we have here?
- Sheriff Lucas Hood.

You busted that fat bastard
that killed the Cleary girl.

I'm surprised
you know about that,

seeing as you didn't
lift a finger to help.

Happened on your beat,
not mine.

I stay on my side
of the line.

Okay, well, Chayton
and the Redbones,

they hijacked a truck
from Camp Genoa.

Stole about a dozen crates
of AKs and M4s.

- What? When?
- Sounds like a military issue.

Not if the guns
end up in Banshee.

Sorry, I can't tell you
where the man is if I don't know.

But we'll keep
an eye out for him.

You'll keep
an eye out?

None of your
business, huh?

( laughs )

- Let's go.
- Oh, one other thing, Sheriff.

- Yeah?
- I call you sheriff as a courtesy,

even though out here
you've got no standing.

The next time you pull
some shit like you did today,

I'm gonna have BIA
crawling all over your ass.

You mind your own backyard
and we'll mind ours.

Billy.

That goes for you, too.

So Yaz is dirty?

No.

That would actually
require ambition.

Yazzie gave up on that
a long time ago.

Between the tribal council
and the Redbones,

he's everyone's bitch.

- What about the girl?
- Aimee? She's the real deal.

She just wants
to make a difference.

She doesn't like
you much.

Yeah, she feels
I abandoned her.

She's not wrong.

But I had to get
my family out.

You got kids?

Yeah, two little girls.

Rachel and Kim.

You?

No.
No kids.

( knocks )

Jenny.

Mr. Mayor.

Jenny:
Living room or bedroom?

Gordon:
I think I'm gonna, um--

I'm-- I'm really tired.
I--

I bet I can
wake you up.

No, Jenny.

Look, I shouldn't
have called you.

For your trouble.

Try again tomorrow?

No, I-- I think this is
the end of the road for us.

Well, if you
change your mind,

you know where
you can find me.

Kitchen's closed, men.

That's all right.
We already ate.

I would think after a guy like you
got his ass kicked by a woman,

the last thing
he'd want to do

is bring his friends over
to watch it happen again.

You got a smart mouth
on you, bitch.

So I hear.

I'm gonna shut it for you
tonight permanently.

Listen,

it's been a long day
and I'm all out of repartee.

So if you came here
to fight, quit whining

like a little girl
and get right down to it.

- What's going on here?
- Get lost, Pocahontas.

- Ain't none of your business.
- Normally, I'd agree.

But if you're messing
with the only person

who can serve me
some of that apple pie,

then I'm afraid
it is my concern.

I'll give you three seconds
to walk your pretty little ass

out that door before I--
( groans )

Don't talk
about my ass.

So, how about
that pie?

- You got it.
- ( door opens )

- You're Alex Longshadow's sister.
- Nola.

And you're the New York
mobster's daughter.

Carrie.
Sorry about your brother.

Sorry about your life.

Those are nice.
What are they, Glocks?

Modified 17Cs.

Cycle at 1,200 rounds
per minute.

Mmm, more of
a Springfield girl myself.

Different strokes.

That's a great pie.
They bake it here?

I should know
the answer to that.

I don't.

I do know where
they keep the scotch.

Sins of the fathers.

Amen.

( clinks )

( train horn blaring )

( knocking )

Hey.

Hi.

I, um, thought
we could hang out.

You shouldn't
really be here.

Don't you have school?

( scoffs )
Yeah.

Yeah.

- Okay, so then after school?
- No--

I can come by the Cadi.
Don't you want to get to know me?

- Yes.
- Then why won't you?

Look, I know this
is confusing for you,

but Gordon raised you,
he loves you,

he's your father.

And what about you?

You told me you stayed
in Banshee because of me.

I had to make sure
you were okay.

I'm not.

( sighs )

Fuck!

( knocks )

( gun cocks )

# I have always
been a drifter #

# Drifting right on by #

# Can't stay tied down
for no one #

# Just trying to dream
my dream out loud #

# Ooh, oh-oh,
oh, yeah #

# Ooh-hoo,
ooh-ooh, yeah #

# Hey, I love
your energy #

# Ooh-hoo,
ooh-ooh, yeah #

# Hey, I love
your energy #

# Ooh-hoo,
ooh-ooh, yeah #

# Hey, I love
your energy. #

( radio squealing )

Man on radio:
Get down!

( man screams )

- ( explosions )
- ( men shouting )