All language subtitles for Banshee.S04E03.NORDiC.720p.WEB-DL.H.265.DDP5.1-CiNEMiX

( machinery humming )

( gasps )

Know what photokeratitis is?

How about flash blindness?

The same thing, really.

Both caused by excessive exposure
to ultraviolet light.

Cornea burns, unable to handle
the light's intensity.

And you temporarily
lose your vision.

The theory--
pain is only psychological

since the retina
has no pain receptors.

This particular model was built by
Homeland Security

to torture prisoners after 9/11.

Unfortunately, it was banned,

after some of those fuckers
went blind for good.

( whimpering )

( muffled screaming )

( clicking )

( theme music playing )

( muttering )

( grunting )

Let me the fuck out!

I'll fucking kill you! Motherfucker,
I will fucking kill you!

( panting )

( groaning )

( lights humming )

( panting )

( gun cocks )

( gunshot )

( gasps )

- ( monitor beeping )
- ( respirator hissing )

( monitor continues beeping )

Thank you.

( respirator hissing )

Hey, Bunker.

Doctor says you're
gonna be all right.

( sighs )

( labored breathing )

- ( gasping )
- Hey. Hey, hey. It's okay.

You're safe. Look at me.

It's okay.

You have a fever. Your body is fighting
off the infection.

I'm gonna lift up
your head, okay?

- Hold it down. That's good.
- ( coughing )

Okay. That's good.

( wheezing )

That's it, swallow.

I'm gonna clean you up
a little bit more, okay?

It's gonna sting.

( breathing heavily )

Do you have any idea...

what you're even doing?

You're still breathing,
aren't you?

( sniffles )

( footsteps )

( crows cawing )

You.

You gonna invite us in?

Colonel Stowe
may have been crazy,

but he was still military
and kept meticulous records.

After Genoa,
CID seized his files.

I tried everything I could to get my
hands on them, but I kept hitting walls.

So then she came
back to you?

Y'all know busting through
walls is my specialty.

Okay, so then you stole
the Genoa files from CID?

Don't need to steal when you got the
power of persuasion.

Took longer than I'd liked. Finally got
to the right clerk in the Pentagon.

In exchange for me
not chopping off his dick,

he graciously supplied me
with a copy of the files.

There was a list of everyone
working on the base that day.

So you compared it
to the list of casualties?

One name was unaccounted for. Private
contractor named Leo Fitzpatrick.

( helicopter blades
whirring )

( no audible dialogue )

I'm guessing you know
how to find this Leo?

Of course, soldier boy.

Rebecca's voice: I've never been on
my own before.

Kai's voice:
You're not anymore.

( knocks ) Sir.

Nina Cruz.

Send her in.

- Mr. Mayor.
- What is it, Deputy?

The last three guys your district
attorney cut loose

were all royally fucked up
after the fact.

- Vigilante?
- I think it's more than that.

See, all three releases
were connected to you.

Whoever the vigilante is, they know
you've got the DA in your pocket.

Someone's sending you a message.

Sheriff Lotus.

- What do you think, Deputy?
- I think Brock makes a lot of noise,

but he'd never come
after you like that.

Then get me a name.

It could get messy.

- Then you'll clean it up.
- You hired me to be your eyes and ears.

I don't mind doing the cleaning,
but that costs more.

Then you better
be worth it.

- Sheriff?
- The damn Internet is broken again.

I'll take a look.
The Bowmans are here to see you.

- Oh, shit.
- Shall I bring them upstairs?

Uh, no. No, I'll do it.

Try to fix this.

- Mr. and Mrs. Bowman.
- Sheriff.

- Would you like to come up to my office?
- They won't release Rebecca's body.

Yes, that's true. Unfortunately,
the body can't be released

until the coroner has determined
an official cause of death.

The funeral must
be held immediately.

- I understand.
- This is our way.

It's-- It's been a week since
our daughter's passing.

I assure you my entire department

is working day and night on your
daughter's case.

You have no right
to keep her from us.

- Mrs. Bowman--
- Please, let us put her to rest.

Um...

All right, let me make some calls.

I'll try to move things along, okay?

I promise.

- Come. Let's go.
- Again, I'm sorry for your loss.

Leo: With technology crossing cultural
boundaries,

computer ethics
are virtually intractable.

Why? Well, how can we set
a global standard

when cultural relativism
makes it impossible?

And by we, I mean they.

And by they, I mean the United
States government.

But what they can do is enforce title
18, section 1030.

If you are caught
accessing a computer

with intent to steal information or
damage a network, you will go to jail.

And when you're out, you'll get a
six-figure gig as a security analyst.

- ( students laugh )
- That's it. Go home.

I'll see you all next week.

Hey.

That's great.

Go to the next station.

Man on P.A.: Please stand clear
of the doors.

( repeats in Spanish )

- I'm on the train.
- Carrie: Copy. I'm on the move.

Man on P.A.:
Next stop, Wallace Street.

What the fuck, bro?

- Asshole.
- Move!

- He's on the train.
- Carrie: Copy.

Hey!

( both grunt )

( alarm blaring )

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Leo: Move!
- ( dogs whining )

( horns honking )

( tires screeching )

About time, soldier boy.

- ( grunting )
- Carrie: Just get him in the car!

Get the fuck in the car.

Come on, get the fuck
in the car.

- Carrie: Yeah, got him.
- Jesus fucking Christ, come on.

( tires squeal )

( knocking on door )

- Hi, Kurt.
- Maggie.

I-- I heard
you were back.

- What are you doing here?
- I brought you some groceries.

Why?

I don't see anyone else lining up
to help you out.

- I don't need any help.
- Yeah, of course you don't.

Are you gonna let me in?

Yeah. Yeah.

I haven't, uh...

had time to go through
my mail yet.

I called the hospital
every week to check on you.

- No one told me.
- I asked them not to.

I know that it was Calvin
and his goons that did that to you.

Why didn't you report them?

- That you asking or Calvin?
- Don't be an asshole.

You know he'd kill me
if he knew I was here.

I want to kill him
for what he did to you.

It's-- it's just amazing
how two brothers

can be so different and so alike
at the same time.

I have to get home.

My cell.
If you need anything.

( sighs )

( ringing )

( panting )

( moaning )

( phone buzzing )

- Oh, shit. Shit. Shit.
- What?

Calvin.

( ringing )

What the fuck?

( ringing )

Where the fuck
are you?

Maggie: I can't--
I can't do this, Kurt.

I know. It's not always
gonna be like this.

You think you can
still get him out?

No, I don't.

I did. But after this...

I know there's no coming back for him.

I just need to figure out
how to put him away.

That's gonna take some time.

Time's not gonna
change anything, Kurt.

What do you
want me to do?

Just kill him now.

I can't kill my own brother.

He's Hank's father.

Kurt, when I was a little girl,

my father poisoned me with fear.

He made sure that I would only
ever feel safe

if I was with a man
just like him.

And I just accepted that.

That that's how things
would always be.

And then you came back.

For the first time in my life, I thought
things could be different.

But this isn't about me.

I'm terrified that my son is gonna turn
out to be just like Calvin

and just like my father--

mean, hateful, violent.

I won't let that happen.

You have
to trust me, Maggie.

I assume there's a good reason why this
son of a bitch is still breathing.

Hey, Leo.

Jesus. Fuck!

Where's Job?

What?

Where's Job?

( grunts )

Where the fuck is Job?

I don't know who that is.

Tell me another lie. Please.

Lucas:
See how this works?

Every time you bullshit us,
she's gonna hit you.

When she gets tired,
I'm gonna start.

She hits hard.

I hit harder.

You understand?

You took our friend.

We want him back.

Untie me, I'll think about
helping you.

( grunts )

Stop.

The boy can't talk
if he ain't conscious.

Take Nikita
to the kitchen.

Give me and Sugar a minute.

Go.

I'm sorry.

You were just doing
what we all wanted to.

Just everybody disappeared
all at once.

You know?

It's all my fault.

Job knew the risks.

We all did.

I'm not talking about Job.

You know, I spent
nearly two years up in those hills

blaming myself for everything
that happened.

Now, that would have been a big waste of
time if this was all your fault.

( chuckles )

Everything got so fucked up.

Yeah, it did.

Mr. Fitzpatrick
has had a change of heart.

Really? You always travel
with a handsaw?

Tools of the trade.
soldier boy.

( breathing heavily )

It would be best for you if you told
them what you told us.

After Genoa, Job was interrogated
for three months straight.

They worked him for names,
dates, everything.

- But he wouldn't give them shit.
- That stubborn motherfucker.

So they gave up and they marked him
for EDE.

What the hell is that?

Extended detainment and exploitation.

It's usually reserved
for enemies of the state

who require some extra motivation.

So where is he now?

( laughs )

- Where the fuck is he?!
- They're keeping him in a black site.

A supermax hellhole that makes Abu
Ghraib look like the Four Seasons.

- How do we get in there?
- You don't.

- How?
- No one gets in, period.

Wrong answer, homes.

Wait! Wait!

No one gets in, but we might be able
to buy him out if you have the cash.

- Cut his fucking foot off.
- No, don't! The money is not for me.

Look, the government needs
plausible deniability,

so these places, they are completely
autonomous.

The guys who are running them,
they answer to no one.

Sometimes they'll deal.

- How much?
- How much do you have?

So much
for early retirement.

Job is gonna be really pissed
that we spent it all.

He'll get over it.

Make the call.

- Glad you kept it safe for us.
- Yeah, I was saving it for a rainy day.

Leo:
I made the deal.

What are you talking about?
Are you sure?

The money is here. I am staring right at
it. But if he dies, you get nothing!

What the fuck
just happened?

- Job is scheduled to go dark.
- What the hell does that mean?

It means they have
no further use for him.

- When?
- Could be two days, could be two hours.

You want him back alive,
we need to go now.

- ( saw buzzes )
- ( squelches )

( clangs )

( door opens )

Okay, I'm gonna pretend
I didn't see that.

- Never heard of the five-second rule?
- ( sighs )

You finished
with Rebecca Bowman?

She's Y'd and tied, but I need time
to finish the full pathology.

No, we are out of time, Dan. I need to
get this girl's body home to her family.

You asking me to rush the autopsy for
the victim of an alleged serial killer?

Tell me what you have
so far, then, all right?

What I've got is
an autopsy in progress.

Don't test me, Dan. Don't fucking test
me right now.

Jesus Christ, Brock,
relax.

Well... Puncture wounds and tearing
of the soft tissue

are consistent
with animal bites,

but they were most likely
caused postmortem.

She was already dead when he dumped her
body in the woods. We knew that.

But she was still alive when he filleted
her chest and cut her heart out.

That's some real
"Temple of Doom" shit.

So it is the same
as the other two girls.

- Sick son of a bitch.
- I bet the tox screen will find

similar traces of Valium
and Demerol in her system.

He's used enough to keep her conscious,
but knock the fight out of her.

Just give me something.
Anything to catch this asshole.

- A fingerprint, DNA, something.
- He covers his tracks like a pro.

- Fuck you! You've got nothing, then.
- Actually...

I've got the opposite
of nothing.

Holy shit.

( bell rings )

Woman: I haven't seen you
in here before, have I?

You don't look like our usual clientele.

I'll just have a cup of coffee.

Could I help you
with something?

- How much for a piece of pie?
- $3.

( coins rattle )

That's all I got.

How about a cup of coffee?

I'll pay for the pie.

- And a glass of milk?
- Sure. Whatever you like.

What's your name?

Cherry.

What's your real name?

Jennifer.

Come on in. Look around.

Where are your parents,
Jennifer?

Don't know. Don't care.

You have your own bathroom,
Jacuzzi tub. Plenty of fresh towels.

Clothing in the closet.

Should all fit you nicely.

So help yourself.

Are you gonna fuck me?

I just want you to feel comfortable,
nothing more.

You must be tired. I'll let you get some
rest. Stay as long as you like.

Hey, whose room is this?

Someone who was
very special to me.

( door closes )

( breathing heavily )

( breathing heavily )

( breathing heavily )

( whimpering )

I'm afraid our time together
has come to an end.

( screaming )

( screaming continues )

Start walking.

Go.

( breathing heavily )

Keep moving.

( breathing heavily )

- ( groaning )
- Easy. Easy. Easy.

I got you. I got you.

I got you. I got you.

- It's about motherfucking time.
- Let's get you home.

( guns cocking )

What the fuck is this?

If you have to ask,
you already know.

For future reference,
we don't make deals.

Hey.

I was just wondering.

Do I look like the kind of motherfucker
who wouldn't know that?

( gunshots )

( grunts )

( air hisses )

- Get the fuck up.
- ( groaning )

( groans )

Fuck.

- What do you want to do with him?
- Yeah, Job.

What are you gonna do now--

Can we go now?

Where are you going?

- Stay the fuck away from me.
- Hmm.

( grunts )

You ungrateful bitch.

I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me.

( grunts )

( shrieks )

No. ( choking )

- I gave you freedom!
- ( coughing )

I gave you a place to stay!

I gave you everything.

But it was never enough,
was it?

( laughing )

( gasping )

( door opens, slams )

( prisoners shouting )

Man: Man, you got
all the time in the world.

Guard:
We got two on the gate.

Man on P.A.: C-block inmates,
prepare for yard detail.

Yard detail in 15 minutes
for all C-block inmates.

Smokes are being X-rayed. They'll be
waiting for you on the other side.

Thanks, but what I really need

is for you to pull
your head out of your ass.

I don't understand.

What the hell were you thinking
shooting porn in Banshee?

- You talked to Proctor.
- He's getting tired of your fuckups.

And so am I.

- I saw an opportunity to earn--
- Get your priorities straight, boy.

Scrounging for chump change,
that's for niggers and spics.

Why the fuck are we still answering
to this asshole anyway?

We have an army
10 times bigger than his.

Because I say so.

There are some other reasons I don't
want to get into,

but for your purposes,
that's the only one you need.

Do you hear me?

I hear you.

- No more fuckups.
- No, sir.

Good.

Now get the fuck out of here
before I miss lunch. It's taco Tuesday.

Kai.

I'm sorry, Miriam. I can't legally do
anything to make them release the body.

Legally? Since when has legal
ever stopped you?

I'll personally bring Rebecca home to
you as soon as I possibly can.

When Rebecca left us,
I prayed that she'd return.

But when you took her in,

I knew that God
had forsaken my prayers.

Her blood is on your hands, Kai.

And for that,
I will never forgive you.

You rescued me from that hellhole

and the first place
you bring me back is here?

Baby, you heartless.

I think we could all
use another drink.

This is an 18-year-old
bottle of Glenlivet.

I've been saving it
for a special occasion.

Sugar: Come on, Job. Drink up.

( gasps )

I just need
to get some rest.

Then I'm going to grab
my take from Genoa,

head back into the city,

maybe set myself up
with a penthouse.

What?

Somebody better start talking now.

Buying them off wasn't cheap.

Leo got away with the bag.

How much?

All of it.

So after all that time,
I got nothing.

You still got your place
in the back, Job.

Carrie: No, he's not gonna
stay in a back room.

You're gonna come stay with me.
I'm gonna take care of you.

The kids are away.
It'll be quiet.

And what about Gordon?

I lost track.
Is he in or is he out?

Gordon didn't make it.

Thank you all
for coming to get me.

Next time you can tell me
why it took 20 months.

( door opens )

What the hell is this?

Brock:
Lucas Hood.

You're under arrest for the murder of
Rebecca Bowman.

- Brock, is this a joke?
- I'm sorry, we have a warrant.

Brock, you know
I didn't do it.

You wannna tell me how your blood ended
up inside of her car. Nothing?

And I'm guessing you have no idea how
you knocked her up either.

- What?
- Put the cuffs on this man. Let's go.

Sir.

Okay, wait a minute.
This is--

Hey. Cruz, stand down.

I said stand the fuck down.

Let's go.
Get him in the car.

It's okay.

Sorry.

So, did I miss anything
while I was gone?

( music playing )

? Close your eyes ?

? And you draw one more day
to a close ?

? You choose to be alone ?

? You float through
your life as a ghost ?

? And said bring out
your Vivian Girls ?

? Bring out
your cloud-covered girls ?

? And bring me
a cup of your tears ?

? And give me
the rest of your years ?

? And the soldiers
light houses on fire ?

? And they burn down ?

? And all your belongings ?

? Turn to dirt
in the ground ?

? When your heart's deep
and dark as a well ?

? And everything
that's golden and green ?

? Goes to hell ?

? When your heart's deep
and dark as a well ?

? And everything
that's golden and green ?

? Goes to hell. ?

( clangs )

( woman screams )

( music playing )

? I'm on a wire ?

? My head is on the run ?

? Trying to get farther ?

? 'Cause, hell no,
I can't rewind ?

? This time
I must go on ?

? I get down,
I get down ?

? I can't stop this time,
can't stop ?

? I get down,
I get down ?

? I can't stop this time,
can't stop, stop ?

? Can't stop, stop. ?

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