All language subtitles for Banshee.S04E05.NORDiC.720p.WEB-DL.H.265.DDP5.1-CiNEMiX

So, where's your place?

- About a mile through the woods.
- This is rustic.

Some backyard you got here.

Yeah, I like the quiet.

Ugh, I fucking hate it.

What, too many voices in your head?

You have no idea.

You should talk
to someone about that.

Why the hell do you think
I gave you a ride?

Well, you're just so honest.

I'm honest. You're silent.
We both got our things.

So what's your real damage?

I mean, you're obviously punishing
yourself for something.

Hey, we've all got shit we wish
we hadn't done, right?

And what shit do you wish
you hadn't done?

Oh, we definitely haven't
drank enough for all that.

So is this the part where you tell me

to just forgive myself
and move on?

I don't know what you did.
Maybe it's not forgivable.

- Did you forgive yourself?
- No.

But I don't punish myself either.

The world's gonna do that to me
one way or another anyway.

You want to talk
about Rebecca Bowman?

- I'm not judging.
- Don't.

- Sooner or later...
- I said don't.

What do you want?

I'm just trying to figure out if I'm
gonna keep running into you on this.

We both know I can't stop you
from poking around,

but it would make my life easier if you
could just keep me in the loop.

Of course.

Thanks for the ride.

Don't be a stranger.

Listen, I've had
a really bad few days.

I thought we had a deal.
Rebecca was off-limits to you.

- You knew I was living here?
- I thought you were keeping her safe.

That wasn't my responsibility.

Fucking her was?

I should kill you right now.

Well, get the fuck on with it.

You find whoever did this to her.

FBI has it covered.

FBI is gonna arrest him,
most likely kill him.

You bring him to me.

And you'll need to find
another place to live.

Let's go.

Ms. Bowman, I really
think we should...

Take out the goddamn box.

Felix... Where's my money?

- Ms. Bowman.
- Where the fuck is my money?!

Your uncle.

- He came and took it.
- What?

That's my box. You can't just...
There are rules.

Rebecca, put that gun away.

Put that gun away.

It's okay, Felix.
Just give us two minutes.

Have you lost your mind?

You took my money?

Skimming cash from my strip club

locking it in a box
doesn't make it yours.

You may not have
paid me that money,

but I earned it.
Every fucking penny.

If you want to point that at me, you had
better be ready to shoot it.

Shoot it!

We'll talk about this later.

Watts, come on, man.
This is bullshit.

You shut the fuck up
and do as you're told.

Beautiful morning, isn't it?

Reminds me of how blessed I am
to be a free man.

You said you had something
you wanted to show me.

Right this way, gentlemen.

My son-in-law's epic fuckup

may have given you the unfortunate
and grossly inaccurate idea

that the Brotherhood might not be able
to deliver the muscle you need.

But I'm here now and I wanted
to show you firsthand

I'll be running a much tighter ship.

Pony Joe here was in charge the night
your factory got torched.

- Watts...
- Do it. Now!

Come on.

You know it wasn't my fault!

Hey!

Calvin!

Hey, don't you do this!

Don't do this!

Come on!

Calvin!
Calvin!

Don't do this! Calvin!

Let's go, Calvin.

- Hit it, boy!
- Don't do this.

I will have zero tolerance
for fuckups.

- What about the production delays?
- Already started outfitting

I need three tons in eight days.

That kind of volume
usually means beaners.

Attract a lot of unfriendly attention
on both sides of the borders.

You got one hell of a pair of balls
on you, I'll give you that.

Banshee will become
the distribution hub

for the entire East Coast pipeline.

As long as I can count on you, the
Brotherhood will be well compensated.

Employed is fine and good,

but you're talking
about the cartels now.

And for that kind of risk,
I don't want to be compensated.

I want a piece.

Mr. Watts, you make
this delivery on time,

I'm sure you and I will come to
an agreement about your piece.

Glad to hear it.

You hear that, bow tie?
You and me is gonna be buddies.

Well...
that went better than expected.

We just killed one of our own
for that fucking Dutchie.

Yeah, it was him or you.
Don't think I didn't consider it.

Now go clean this shit up.

Congratulations, Job.

28 hours.

That's a new record.

Now, your over-under with the guards
wasn't too good, but...

I never doubted you.

Why?

Why ain't you just killed me yet?

I could do that.

I could.

But honestly, I'd miss these
little sessions of ours.

I'll see you tomorrow.

That's one way to get down.
Well played, Job.

Hey. You okay?

- I'm fine.
- More nightmares?

- If you ever want to talk about it.
- No.

Okay.

You can still make yourself useful.

What the fuck is this?

That is a list of your chores
for the day.

No free lunches.

This is bullshit.
I'm convalescing.

I'm going into town.
I'll see you later.

I do not do windows!

So they let you out.

Yeah, you sound surprised.

No.

Nothing surprises me anymore
when it comes to you.

But for what it's worth,

I was pretty sure
you didn't kill the girl.

Thanks very much.

I mean, come on.

How well do you
ever know a man?

How's Job?

Why don't you pay him a visit
and find out for yourself?

I will.

You smell like an ashtray.

Yeah, I had a fire.

- Proctor.
- Yeah, he was pretty angry

about your relations with his niece.

That still doesn't
make me a murderer.

Doesn't make him one either.
In this particular case.

You mind I go next door,
take a shower?

You have to use mine.

Your place belongs
to the termites.

Exterminators say we got
to burn the place down

else they'll be over here.

That's probably
for the best, huh?

You got a place to stay?

You should go.

This is a bad idea.

You think we are
who we are?

Or you think we can change?

What, you mean people like you?

Tell me about your father.

Seriously?

I know it's a cliché,

but I think in this case
we can both agree

your father was influential.

What's there to tell?

My father was a monster
that got what he deserved.

Do you really believe that?

I had a dream about him
the other night.

We were at Coney Island
at the boardwalk.

He used to take me
there every Sunday

in the summertime
when I was a little girl.

After the rides, we would have popcorn
and saltwater taffy.

And we would sit on the same bench

and he would tell me
stories about my mother.

Then we'd take our shoes off
and put our feet in the surf.

And what happened
in the dream?

Nothing.
I mean, I don't know.

We were just there.

You miss him.

How fucked up is that?

Well, look who got
out of jail again.

So how you doing?

You look better.

Yeah, I'm a real fashion plate.

How about you?

What about me?

I hear you went native
while I was away.

Yeah.
That's one way of putting it.

You got another way?

Listen, Job, I tried to find you.
We all did.

After Dalton was dead--

You mean after you killed him.

I thought you were dead.

I believed it.

And then something--

something inside me, it just--

I gave up.

I'm sorry.

Well, it could have been worse.

Could have been 15 years.

You never put that shit on me.

- Rabbit fucked us.
- Yes, he did.

On my watch.

Baby, all our bullshit...

that's all in the past.

You and me, we ain't ever getting
that time back.

So... What you really
need to worry about

is what's happening
in the here and now.

What do you mean?

Our little friend
is building a fortress

and she is armed to the teeth.

For what?

Seems she feels the only way
to honor her dead husband

is to finish his war
on Proctor herself.

Watts has made provisions
to keep all five facilities running.

I'll need you to keep an eye
on things.

I don't trust him.

If I don't deliver on my promise
to the Colombians,

Watts is gonna be
the least of our problems.

Stop the car.
Stop the car.

- Excuse me, Mr. Mayor?
- Mr. Mayor, is it true that your office

is withholding Rebecca Bowman's body?

What the hell are you doing, Miriam?

We want her back, Kai.
You can't keep her like this.

- I'm not keeping her.
- You can fix it.

Rebecca wasn't the only
girl who was killed.

She's the only one
we need to bury.

It's not right keeping her body
like this. It's disrespectful.

I'm gonna give you two minutes
to get these men out of here.

We will not leave
without Rebecca.

You lost all rights to Rebecca
when you shunned her.

If you don't leave right now,

I'm gonna have you
dragged away and put into jail.

We are not scared
of you anymore, Kai.

There's nothing else
you can do to us.

I wouldn't be
so sure about that.

- Mr. Mayor?
- Mayor Proctor...

Sir, sir.
We should go inside.

I want these steps cleared right now.
You understand?

- They have a permit.
- I don't give a shit.

Hey.

Jesus Christ, Hood.

Afternoon, Sheriff.

You have any idea how many laws
you just broke?

You gonna arrest me again?

If you came looking for an apology,
you're not gonna get one.

No, I would have done
the same thing.

- You would have shot me.
- Yeah, maybe.

- What do you want?
- Heard there was another girl.

Yeah, 20-year-old college student.

Any leads?

Other than a six-year-old witness who
can barely speak English, no.

You're not gonna stay
out of this, are you?

You know, I got to ask,

you really didn't know
she was pregnant?

No.

Must have been quite a shock.
I'm sorry, Hood.

- Miss Francis?
- Yes.

I'm Sheriff Brock Lotus
from the BSD.

We spoke after
your sister was found.

I remember. I already answered
all your questions.

- The FBI, too.
- No, I know.

And I-- We appreciate it.

These are Jill's
personal belongings.

I just wanted
to return them to you.

Look, I can only imagine how
hard this must be for you.

This guy killed three women and he
was still out there free

walking around to kill Jill?

I mean, you're the sheriff.
It was your job to protect her.

I know.

Howdy, Kurt.

- You're out.
- They let me go.

And it got me thinking.

Everybody deserves
a second chance.

Come back to the family, Kurt.
We need you.

Now more than ever.
Calvin, he talks a big game,

but he ain't made of the same steel
you and I are.

You want me to rejoin
the Brotherhood?

With your knowledge
of BSD procedure,

you'd be more valuable
than before.

Come on.

What do you say?

Randall...

I don't know how you got out.

You made a mistake
coming back here.

How's that?

Because now that I know
that you're out,

I'm gonna dedicate myself
to putting you back in.

Yeah.

I didn't expect you
to bite right away.

I mean, hell, you got to be you,
right?

Well, look, tonight I'm gonna party.
Celebrate my emancipation.

Tomorrow I'm gonna
get to work.

If you haven't accepted
my offer by then,

you're gonna be the first
order of business.

Helen, call everybody

and tell them I'm holding a
press conference in one hour.

- What are you gonna do?
- What I should have done a while ago.

What is the meaning of this?

You won't be selling
your produce in Banshee anymore.

You won't be selling
your produce anywhere.

Oh...

Kai!

These are sad and dangerous times
for the town of Banshee.

Four young women

have been brutally
and senselessly murdered

by a twisted coward

who preys on those smaller
and weaker than himself.

You Tocho?

Can I draw, too?

My entire department
along with the FBI

have been working around the clock to
identify and apprehend this killer.

But obviously we haven't yet.

And for that, I take
full responsibility.

You know, I used
to be a policeman.

Even though
I don't do it anymore,

sometimes I still help them
chase the bad guys away.

I would like to make
a pledge, a promise,

that I will not stop
until Jill Francis,

Meredith Coble,
Amanda Crowley,

and Rebecca Bowman

receive the justice
they so desperately deserve.

Is that the man you saw
the other night in the woods?

See these things
you drew on his head?

Was he wearing a hat?

Are they horns?

And now...

I would like to talk
directly to you...

you sad, pathetic coward.

I don't know what you have
convinced yourself that you are,

but you will never
be anything more

than a sad little freak.
I am gonna find you. I am.

And I'm gonna take you down
and I'm gonna make sure

that you never hurt
anyone else ever again.

- You drinking?
- Whiskey, rocks.

I've heard good things
about this place.

But where's the real action?

I don't know what the hell
you're talking about.

I think you do.

Go home, little girl.

Not until I find
what I'm looking for.

Thank you for the tip.

That's just nasty.

What the fuck?

You shouldn't be here.

Yeah? Well, bad choices
are sort of my thing.

But you must know
something about that.

I don't know who you are,

but the rules here
are very simple.

No one walks out
the same way they walk in.

Yeah, I'm gonna pass on that.

See, I'm pretty kinky,
but you guys,

you're fucked up.

You come here, too?

- How'd you know I was here?
- I didn't.

The Kinaho kid drew this.

This is the only place in town
where the freaks have horns.

How'd you get here?

Our murders are consistent with other
ritualistic murders

in the FBI database.

Pointed to Satanism.

Hey, shitneck, where'd you get
your work done?

Where did you get
your work done?

Get fucked.

Wrong answer.

Okay! Okay!

Guy named Quick.
Dr. Quick.

- He's a surgeon?
- Yeah. No. He used to be.

Where do we find him?

Works out of the back
of a dry cleaner over on Swanson.

You kids need to find
a new hobby.

- It's you.
- Hey, Gail.

You seem nervous.

No, I just--

I just didn't expect
you to be here.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to startle you.

I've been
watching you, Gail.

You're quiet,

less flashy than some
of the other acolytes.

But your commitment
is very pure.

I find that exciting.

Thank you.

We're a lot alike,
Gail.

You're a true believer,
aren't you?

I am.
I am.

That's good,

because I have chosen you

for a very special honor.

Will you serve him with me?

I will.
I will.

Thank you.
Thank you.

Is there a problem, Deputy?

Just answering
your prowler call.

We didn't call no police.

Must have been
your neighbors.

Must have been.

'Course, we ain't got
none of those.

No. No, you don't.

Why'd you leave your car
all the way at the end of the road?

- It's a long walk to this here gate.
- Do you live here?

Just visiting.

It's a lot of surveillance
equipment.

Well, you know what they say,

Just 'cause you're paranoid don't mean
they ain't all out to get you.

Words to live by.

- Have a safe night.
- I'll do my best.

I just want to say
a few things real quick.

I gotta thank you all
for this celebration.

It's great to see all of you.

Now, I look around and I see, man,

a lot of changes since I went in.
A lot of changes.

But after eight years in a cage,

there's one thing that hasn't
changed at all.

That's my commitment to all of you.

Like it or not, you degenerates
are my family.

Family sticks together.
No matter what.

And on a personal note,
I've done my time.

Paid my dues.

I'm tired of living in the gutter
in the name of the cause.

We sacrifice a lot
for our beliefs.

But we's also allowed to enjoy
some of the spoils of war.

So I have laid plans.

That will put some of those spoils
into our own pockets.

And with that money
comes security.

And with that, power.

Tonight we drink.

Tonight we fuck.

And tomorrow,

the new Aryan
revolution begins.

What the fuck was that?

That was a new beginning,
Calvin.

Money? That's your
fucking pitch?

Since when has the Brotherhood
been about money?

Grow the fuck up, Calvin.
I take care of my own.

Ideas don't pay the rent.
We can't all put on ties

and suck dick for
some shit ass conglomerate.

You're selling out
the Brotherhood.

Everything
that we worked for,

everything you went
to fucking jail for.

I went to jail for my brothers,
for my family,

for you, you ungrateful shit.

I come out and I see you shitting
all over the deals I made,

looking at me like
I'm in your fucking way.

Now, Maggie, she married
the wrong brother.

Kurt might be confused,
but at least he got balls.

Okay.

Okay.

Let's fucking party!

Bunker. Really?

What are you doing?

You know you have a GPS tracker on
your cruiser.

What the hell are you doing?

Brock, leave me alone. That's
Randall Watts, the top dog.

He just got out of jail. One shot in
his head and this is over.

You're gonna have the
entire Brotherhood up here.

Get up. God damn it, Bunker.
Be smart.

We've gotta be
smarter than them.

We cannot beat them at their game.
We gotta beat them at ours.

You're in uniform using our vehicle.
What the hell are you thinking?

- I'm sorry.
- No, fuck sorry.

This town's going off the rails.

We got a serial killer on the prowl,
we got a mayor who's a gangster,

and you want to start
a war with the neo-Nazis.

Look at me. I don't have much
in my life that I care about anymore.

Just Banshee. That's it.

And I'll be damned if I'm gonna
give up this town without a fight.

Now you gotta decide right now

whether you want to fight
with me the right way

or you're just gonna be another
headache I gotta handle.

Okay.

Okay?

Okay.

Let's get the hell out of here.

That was a...

good speech.

Ugh.

Damn.

- I took a couple shots back there.
- But you gave some, too.

Hey, don't worry.

I already checked under the bed.

You should get some rest.

I should.

But I can't drink
all this scotch by myself.

I think we both
know that's not true.

Try and tell me
you don't need a drink

after that madness we just
witnessed back there.

Yeah, you have a point.

Jeez.

So, we gonna track down
that surgeon?

I'm not a cop anymore.

Even when I was,
I wasn't much of a team player.

Yeah, me neither.

But we're both out there
looking for the same guy.

Might as well
have each other's backs.

I know you can go it alone.

Me, too. That's why
they sent me.

But this guy is

a different kind
of bad news.

And this is your town.

You know the lay of the land.

And I could really
use the backup.

Okay.

Maggie.

Oh, I've been trying to reach you.
They let my dad out.

I know. He came to see
me earlier.

You've gotta do something, okay?
You can't wait any longer.

I'm working on it, Maggie,
but this is a lot bigger

than just your father and Calvin.

You're talking about the drugs.

How do you know about that?

I found these
on Calvin's desk.

Jesus Christ, Maggie,
if he caught you--

I'm just trying to give you what
you need, okay?

This is some kind
of a production schedule.

There's some big delivery
coming up, I think.

This was on Calvin's desk?

Yeah, why?

These are very large quantities.

This isn't just
local drug dealing.

This is...

These numbers...

I swear to you,
this is almost over.

But I need you to go home and
pretend like everything's okay.

Kurt, I can't do this
much longer, okay?

I'm scared all the time.

I know. I will get you
out of there.

I promise.

So, did you make me one?

I want you out of here.

This is my house
and you are not welcome.

That's cute, Calvin, but...

it's a little late to grow a pair.

How about you just shut the fuck up
and pour me a drink?

Fuck it. I'll do it myself.