All language subtitles for 1883.S01E03.River_.1080p.AMZN_.WEB-DL.DDP5_.1.H.264-NTb-NHI

- Come on.

- Easy, boy. Easy.

- Hey, don't push from there,
get to the back!

Get to the back!

Death is everywhere
on the prairie.

In every form you can imagine.

And a few your worst
nightmare couldn't muster...

Death hides
in the creek beds...

possesses animals...

It hides in tall grass,
waiting...

- Ow!

- With every death,

our father moved camp
a little farther away.

As if death was not the result
of accidents and disease,

but death was its own disease.

And carelessness
was contagious.

But of all the
perils awaiting us,

sickness and snakes,
bad horses and bandits,

there was one thing
above all that sent terror

through both man and beast.

There was one word so feared
it was never spoken.

And barely whispered...

River.

You're not moving
a wagon across that.

- We'll take them east.
Use the ferry in Denison.

- Denison's the wrong direction.

We gotta head west somewhere,
may as well be here.

- West Texas is rough.

- It's all rough.

- How far west we gotta go
to get a better crossing?

- You're going a ways.

Hundred miles or more.

And where it runs
shallow it's boggy.

Real boggy.

- We'll head east.
Use the ferry.

- You do what you want.
I'm heading west.

- I said east.

- I don't give
a shit what you said.

I don't work for you.

- They won't make it.
The country's too rough.

No water.

There's bandits in every canyon,

and there ain't no wall around
that reservation, neither.

- I ain't
asking your permission,

I'm telling you my decision.

And my decision's west.

- Denison puts us
two weeks behind.

- I'll worry about
winter when it comes.

I'll drown them if we cross here

and they'll die of thirst
if we head west.

- They're dying pretty
good as it is, Captain.

And we ain't even
left Texas yet.

We need to keep winter in
our minds, 'cause it's coming...

I don't know where to cross 'em,

but I ain't here
and I know it ain't east.

- If we head west
we're crossing the Brazos.

- Ain't no good options,
Captain.

Just know that winter
is the worst option.

And slow as these folks move,

we're biting off a decent
chunk of it already.

- We gonna cross here?

- To the West.

- West, where?

- I don't know yet.

- Cowboys are headed
back to their camp.

Need a few boys
to help hold the herd.

- Well, pick some.

- Been tryin'.

Most of 'em they don't
speak English

and the ones that do say
they can't ride.

- Well, they gotta
learn some time.

- I don't disagree.

Just not sure keeping our food
from running off is the time.

Sure could use y'all.

- I can saddle Lightning.

- You ain't going by yourself.

- You're coming.

- No, I'm hunting.
We need meat.

- I'll catch Poco too.

Take care of your son.

- You're gonna ride herd?

- Tired of getting my teeth
rattled by this wagon.

My choice is
to sit on that log,

sit in a saddle,
I'm gonna sit in a saddle.

- How am I supposed
to sneak up on something

with a five year-old?

- Teach him to be quiet
or find a dumb deer.

- I can be quiet.

- Well, I guess we're about
to find out, ain't we?

Shit.

- It's better to double
the latigo with him.

- Girl... I've forgotten
more about horses

than you'll ever know.

- Ready?

Let's get after it.

- Ain't much of a team player.

- Yeah, but he's capable.

- I don't like him
questioning us.

- Not much we can do about it.

He ain't on the payroll.

- Yeah.

When there's two leaders
there ain't no leader.

Know what I'm mean?

Need to figure that out.

- She the one whose
husband got run over?

- Bandits killed her husband.

- These damn horses...

- They're just thirsty.

- Before you do anything else,
you tend to your horses.

- I'll take 'em to drink.

Then I'll show you how to hobble
'em so they don't run off...

- You need a fire.

- It's too hot for fire.

- Fire ain't just for warmth.

Keeps bugs away.
Snakes won't go near it.

And from way up there...

You can see 'em.

The more fires folks see,

the less chance they come
to our camp

seeing what else they can find.

When's the last time they drank?

- I don't know.

- You got any
other family here?

- You are married?

- No.

- I can be a wife for you.

- I don't want a wife.

- My boys are good boys
and I can be a good wife.

I can be a good wife.
- Stop.

- Please don't go.
- Quit.

I don't want a wife.

I'll help you.

I'll help you with your horses.

I can help you set your camp.

With your boys...

I had a wife, and I ain't
looking for another one.

You understand?

I will get you to Oregon.

You have my word.

- Then what?

What in Oregon is for me?

- I don't know.
Maybe you find a husband there.

Maybe you farm
the land yourself.

I don't know...
- I don't know to farm.

I don't know.
- Maybe you learn.

- Maybe you teach me.
Maybe you teach me.

- I won't be there to teach you.

- What happened to her?

- She wants to marry me.

- Guessing you said no.

Or you said yes
and she already regrets it.

- No time for jokes, Thomas.

She's having a hard time of it.

- Hard times is the only
kind out here, Captain.

Laughing through 'em
is how you get through 'em.

And I ain't joking,

she's lucky as hell she ain't
marrying your sour ass.

See how I did that?

A joke on top of a joke.

- Yeah. Real funny.

- Ma'am.

Let me show you how
to hobble these horses.

See, now they can still
walk to water,

they just can't run off on you.

Just place 'em around like this,

in a figure eight.

You know, figure eight?

You know what I mean?

You try this one.

What's your name?

- Noemi.

- When you get to Portland,

some handsome farmer's
gonna spot you in town,

and take one look in
them big eyes you got

and he's gonna chase
you down the street

with flowers and candy.

You watch.

Don't want to be
marrying out of fear.

You'll get by
out here just fine.

We'll get you by.

Then... let a man
earn your love...

...instead of you
trading him for it.

And trust me, that crusty
bastard over there?

Happiness runs from him
like a scalded dog.

No, ma'am, you don't want
no part of the Captain.

No part of the Captain.

- What have you got for food?

You don't have any supplies?

- They took them.

- Who took them?

- What the fuck for that?

- This is what the fuck.

- Get everything that was hers.

- Nothing was hers, it was his,
and he's a thief--

- Get everything that was hers.

- They're gypsies!
Everything--

- When I speak and you don't
do what I say, you get hurt.

That's the pattern here

and it don't stop
until you do what I say

or you run out of face.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

- How can we travel?
- You can't. Not with me.

If you steal, you will
stay where you stole.

Ya, go on!
Ya, ya, ya, ya!

Ya!

Go east. Go south.

Go any way but my way.

If I see you again,
I'm gonna kill you.

I thought you were in charge.

- I am in charge.

- Then act like it.
Police your people.

- These are not my people.

I don't control them.
No one does.

- If you don't control them
then you aren't in charge.

I will find someone else.

- You don't decide these things.

This is a free country.

- That's a free country.

That is Comanche land.

Beyond it is no man's land
and that's where we're going...

You ain't free yet.

- You all right?

- Peachy.

- That wasn't very peachy.

Captain...

Shea.

These folks here
gots to trust us.

If they don't trust us
they won't follow us--

- Trust us?

They can't even
trust each other.

- It's a bad way
to start the trip.

- The trip's already started,

and it's been bad
from the beginning.

- You having second thoughts?

- You're gonna tell me
you ain't?

- Yeah, I'm having 'em...

But...

I figure maybe if...

one of their kids
has a kid

and that kid
does something...

something that...

The world's better
'cause that kid's in it.

Know what I mean?

- World ain't getting
better, Thomas.

No matter how
many kids are in it.

- Woo.

One for me.
One for you.

- Think that one's taken.

And her husband don't
look too fun to fight.

I'd keep that in mind when
you're chasing his daughter.

- Well, good looks run
in the family, I see.

- Good manners don't seem
to run in yours.

We should push these
cattle to water,

then hold 'em tight
for the night.

- That's the plan.

Just waiting on
the cowboys to do it.

- Then you are all
out of excuses.

- Guess this outfit's got a
new cow boss and it ain't us.

- She could boss the President.

- Hm. The President
could probably use it.

- Nothing sharp to say today?

- I used my one snappy line
and it got snapped back at me.

- Hm. That's all it
takes to rattle you?

- My gosh, you're forward.

- Look who's blushing now.

- Are you saying
I made you blush?

- Maybe you made me blush.

- Well, you have terrible
taste in men.

You ain't a man.

You're just a boy.

- I'm man enough.

- Just a boy.

Guess I have terrible
taste in boys, too.

You know, this flirting
thing is fun!

- So...
She was...she was flirtin'.

Kinda mean the way she does it,
but she is flirtin'.

Woo-hoo!

- Am I being quiet?

- Well, you were being quiet.
Now you're talking.

- Sorry.

- It's okay.

- Do you see anything?

- Shhh.

- Can we whisper?

- We can't talk at all
'cause they'll hear us.

- They can't hear the horse?

- They can hear the horse.
They're just not scared of it.

- How come?

- Well, 'cause
horses don't shoot deer.

- But we're on the horse
and we shoot deer.

- Well, that's why we
gotta be quiet.

- But can't deer see us
on the horse?

- They can see us on the horse,
they just don't understand it.

- They don't understand
we're sitting on a horse?

- They don't understand
why we're siting on a horse.

- If they understood
why we're sitting on a horse,

they would head for the hills.

'Course, we're in the hills so
that wouldn't do 'em much good.

- Dammit, John.
Be quiet.

Sshh! Goddammit. Son...

Shh...

There's a...
Look, deer.

Deer.
- I see it.

- All right.

Shh.

Lay down right beside me.

Lean in here.

You see him?

- Yes, sir.

- All right.

Put your finger
beside the trigger.

Not on it.
Till I tell you.

- Is it going to kick?

- It's gonna kick.
And it's gonna hurt.

But you won't remember
the kick in a week.

All you'll remember is the kill.

Look through there.

Put the cross hairs right
behind his shoulder.

- Yes, sir.

- Is it there?

- Yes, sir.

- Put your finger
on the trigger.

Pull slowly.

You got him.

- I got him?

- You got him, son.

Let's go get him.

Watch your step, son.

- He's huge.

- Yes, sir, he is.

He'll feed us for a week.

Now, come here.

It's your first kill,
so I gotta blood you.

There we go.

You took a life to give us life.

So now we say thank you.

- To who?

- To the deer.

- But the deer's dead.
He can't hear us.

- Well, we say thank you anyway.

- How do we say thank you?

- We just say it.

- Thank you.

- When you kill a thing, son,

it makes you
a little less man,

a little more animal.

Now we try to find the balance
between them.

That's all life is.

You understand?

I didn't either
first time I heard it.

Hey, we got work to do.

- Took the liberty
of stoking it.

Got your water boiled.

- Well, I appreciate you
saving me the time.

You hungry?
- Never turned down fresh meat.

- John, get washed up.

If I take them east,

it adds three weeks to the trip
the way they're moving.

Puts us at South Pass
in October.

November even...

- West is the way.

- Gotta cross the Brazos.

- I'll take my chances
with the Brazos.

- You said you'd help...
and you're not helping.

- My wife and my daughter
are out there right now

babysitting their goddam cattle.

- The only hope
these people have

is following without question.

Doing exactly as I say.

Without question.

- I don't disagree.

- You questioned.

You questioned my authority
and I cannot have it.

- I questioned going east
and now we're going west

and I was right to question.

Let's get one thing straight,

I don't work for you and
I ain't one of your patrons.

The only family out I give
a shit about is mine.

- You've made that clear.

- I hope so.

- I'm going to hold up
here for three days.

Give you a head start.

- So I can flush out
every bandit

between here and West Texas?

You go first, and I'll follow
you with the herd.

- Fair enough.

- Come here, John.

Take that to the tent.

Think I'll jerk the rest.

- I always thought of mothers
like nervous chickens,

too worried about their clutch
to ever hunt for a worm.

In my mind,
my mother was a banker,

hoarding my freedom
like money.

I never once thought
of her as a woman

with desires and
dreams and passion,

though passion
is the thing that made me.

I lie awake at night

and my dreams for this
life burn inside me

as if I'd walked to the
campfire and tried to eat it.

I watched my mother
and I felt foolish for thinking

the notion of eating
fire was mine alone.

It was hers first.

Then she gave it to me.

I watched her ride
and I didn't see my mother.

I saw a woman.

And the woman was magnificent.

- He beat me.
Destroy my wagon.

Strand me here, for what?

For some gypsy whore!

- You stole from her.

- I stole back
what her husband took.

- And now he's in the ground.

- Where he belongs.

- What do you want me to do?

- We don't need them.

We go north to mountain,
west to ocean.

We don't need guide for that.

- We need him.
We need him for protection.

- Who he protect?
Huh?

Not Stefan, not David,
not Luca.

Alexandria, Daria?

No...

Just the whore.

- She's a mother.
-

- We can find the way
without them.

Only thing they have of use
is guns and horses.

- Then come take 'em.

- Take three steps to the right.

- Why?

- So I don't kill the woman
standing behind you.

Hope you had a chance
to practice with that.

You ready?

You want my horse, take it.

Let's go.
Come on!

I can't make it much easier
than that.

Bang.

During the war...

we fought a battle at this place
called the wilderness,

'cause there was nothing
around but wilderness.

I fired my rifle so many
times the barrel melted,

just drooped like rotten fruit.

So, I killed with my pistol.

And when I ran out of bullets
I killed with my sword.

And when my sword broke I killed
with my boots and bare hands.

When the battle was over

and I looked behind me,
the wilderness was gone.

Not a tree left standing.

Chopped down chest-high
by bullets.

We killed five
thousand men that day.

When I say killing you means
nothing to me, I mean it.

Killing you means nothing.

What did I say I'd do
the next time I saw you?

What did I say?

I said I'd kill you,
didn't I?

It's what I said...

This is your only chance
to make a liar out of me.

I said it to you, too.

You can police yourselves
or I can do it for you.

Now you've seen how I do it.

Choice is yours...

We leave tomorrow.
We head west.

Water will be scarce.

Take what you can
carry from here.

And boil it first.

- I don't think you're gonna
win a medal for wagon boss.

- Let's keep her wagon up front.

We can take turns driving it.

- You think they'll
come after her?

- I think they're going to go
to Fort Worth and get drunk

and talk about all these
wagons heading north,

find some men a whole lot
tougher than they are,

and then come back
for all of us.

- Mm.

Maybe you should
have just shot 'em.

- I absolutely
should have shot 'em.

My daughter was
one of those kids

who could've made
the world better.

- Yes, she was.

- We're doing this for
the same reasons, Thomas.

- ♪ Ain't no cloud ♪

♪ Up in the sky ♪

♪ Ain't no worries ♪

♪ On the horizon ♪

♪ Ain't no wolves ♪

♪ Coming for your baby ♪

- Tired?

-
No, ma'am.

Pretty proud of his voice to be
hollering it across the valley.

- It calms the herd.

No different than me singing
to you in the cradle.

- They're, uh, they're bedded
down pretty good.

We can handle it from here.

Y'all get some sleep.

Thank you for the help.

- Ready?

- I was thinkin' I'd just--

- Let's go.

- ♪ Rest your mind... ♪

- Goodnight.

- You don't trust us
to babysit cattle?

- It's the world I don't trust.

I do worry about your gun
fighting skills, though.

It's been a while since you tore
into some pistoleros.

- Watching over us.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Just to be sure.
- Mm-hmm.

- Mm.

- How'd our baby girl do?

- Our baby girl's turning
into a woman.

- I know it.

- She rides good.

No fear.

But not reckless.

She rides like you.
-

- She has her eyes
on this cowboy

and he's eyeing her right back.

- Well... I'll shoot him
first thing

in the morning, honey.

- I'm serious.

There's no gentlemen where we
are and none where we're going.

I'm worried it's not fair.

- Did you marry a gentleman?

- I did not.

- Worked out all right for you.

- Oh, yeah.
It worked out great.

Just like I dreamed it.

- What would you change?

- Not a thing.

I mean--

I wouldn't mind a house.

A big one.

If you don't mind.

- I'm gonna build you a house
so big, you get lost in it.

- Deal.

Mmm.

- How come we ain't going?

- We're going
to follow the herd.

- Why?

- A little too crowded
in the front.

- Get up on their flank
along the tree-line.

- Yes, sir.

- If you want to court
my daughter, you can.

- Court her?

- You can do it.

- Not sure what it means.

- Well, son, it means
you can talk, and...

talk and go on
rides and talk...

- We've kinda been doing that.

- You know the drill, then.

You break her heart
or get handsy...

you and me are gonna
have a problem.

- Define handsy.

It was a joke.

And a bad...
bad time to tell it.

- Hmm.

- Sorry... sir.

- Goddamn, boy.

Looking back,
there were two journeys.

One was filled with danger
and death and despair,

the other, adventure
and wonder.

Woop! Woop! Woop!

I was on the latter.

And I loved it...

- No, way, grab those shoulders!

- I didn't know enough to know
they would collide.

I didn't know enough
to know how cruel

and uncaring this world can be.

The world doesn't care
if you die.

It won't listen
to your screams.

If you bleed on the ground,
the ground will drink it.

It doesn't care
that you're cut.

I told myself when I meet God

it will be the first thing

why make a world of such wonder
then fill it with monsters?

Why make flowers and then
snakes to hide beneath them?

What purpose does
the tornado serve?

he didn't make it for us.