All language subtitles for WARRIOR-S309-ENGCP

Shaw?

What the hell is going on?

Shaw.

You must be
one of Nellie's little whores.

Come to take your revenge,
is that it?

Well, get on with it.

Attagirl.

You came all this way.

It would be a shame to give up now.

Bill...

What's wrong?

Someone here to see you.

Upstairs, boys.

Morning, Bill.

Shit.

Yeah.

Mr. O'Hara.

Mr. Mayor.

I assume you know why I'm here.

I've just come from the hospital
where Chief Atwood is laid up.

He's claiming you attacked him.

- Is that what he said?
- He didn't say anything.

His jaw is wired shut.

But I have a written statement
to that effect.

That's not what happened.

Your former colleagues over there

claim Chief Atwood
was inebriated on duty

and fell down a flight of stairs.

Would you dispute their assertion?

I... well...

that does sound like something
he would do...

Because I'm in need of
a new police chief.

But you seem a little worse
for wear yourself.

So the question is,
are you up for it?

I'm afraid I'll require
an answer immediately.

Yes, sir.

- I'm your man.
- Good.

You start today.

Chief O'Hara.

Thank you, sir.

What about Atwood, sir?

If we can deport hundreds of Chinese

I'm sure we can rid ourselves of
one New York Protestant.

Hey.

Sorry for bringing you here
like this.

It was the only safe place
I could think of.

What is it? What's wrong?

I'll wait outside.

Don't touch anything.

From the latest batch of chop.

There's nice detailing
around the edges.

It's clean cut.

But I didn't make this.

Young Jun's guys are getting good.

It's passable. It's not perfect.

But it's close.

And you really think Young Jun's
gonna come after me?

I don't want to find out.

You should come with me.

I should.

But you won't.

I want to.

I want to.

Well, you better decide quick.

Hail to the goddamn Chief!

Yeah!

There you go, Chief.

Well played.

All right. All right. Enough.

Now back to work, ya lazy cunts.

Congratulations, Bill.

- Long overdue.
- Thank you, Lee.

Idiots.

So, you're going with her?

I don't know.

But you're thinking about it.

If you go with her

she won't be the only one
running from the tongs.

And if I stay,
it's going to get ugly.

I don't belong
in the Hop Wei anymore.

You never really did.

I can't tell you that
what's out there is better.

It wasn't for me.

But maybe it's time
to find out for yourself.

Li Yong.

What are they doing here?

For protection.

From me?

I need to talk to you.

Alone.

You can't be serious.

Maybe we should talk another time.

When you're not as angry.

You think I would hurt you?

I don't know.

They left her on my doorstep.

Lai. Lai.

725,000 tons of steel and concrete

taking the reach of American industry

all the way to
the Oregon timberlands and back.

Damn impressive sight, hm?

Sure.

You don't agree?

I do

which is why you might want
to start your hiring soon.

So you don't fall behind.

What are you talking about?

Now that Buckley's mayor

it won't be long 'til this lot's
on a slow boat back to China.

Even the mayor
can't lower the price of steel.

Until the cost of materials
comes down

I can't afford to hire American.

You won't have a choice.

Buckley's gonna outlaw Chinese labor.

And who put Buckley in that seat?

We did.

Allowances will be made.

Like I said, I have no use
for an honest mayor.

Hold on.

You promised me jobs,
Mr. Strickland.

I promised you a partnership.

This is bigger than one job site.

Every stop along my railroad
will create new towns

and new opportunities for the men
whose interests you represent.

I mean real, lasting wealth...

not the kind of back-breaking toil

that chews up and spits out
every new wave of foreigners

that wash up on American shores.

You gave me your word.

Your anger is misplaced.

A man like you
shouldn't have to live in a bar

hustling work for ungrateful drunks.

I'll make you the richest Irishman
in San Francisco.

Then you'll have the power
to do whatever you please.

Invest in industry

hire as many barflies
as your conscience requires.

My people need jobs now...

Your people do half the work
for twice the pay.

I don't want the Chinese here
any more than you do

but while they are here

you better believe I'm going
to make a dollar off them.

Now, if you've finished waving
your banner for the Emerald Isle

let's have a drink
and talk about your future.

I trusted you.

And you fucked me.

If you really believe that

you aren't the man
I thought you were.

He's been like this for days.

There must be something more
you can do for him.

His blood is poisoned.

There are some tinctures
I can prepare.

To end his suffering.

Get the fuck out.

He's right, you know.

There's nothing he can do.

You're gonna be fine.

You just need to rest.

I'm about to get plenty of it.

Don't talk like that.

You've come back from worse.

Look at me.

Look at me!

It's time.

Don't let me go out
a babbling old man

pissing himself in public.

What are you asking me to do?

What you should have done
when you first took over the tong.

Fuck that.

I spent my entire life scrapping.

I built something.

I was the most powerful man
in Chinatown.

That's how I want to
be remembered. Not like this.

You got what you wanted.

Give me my dignity.

I got what I wanted?

All I wanted was your respect.

Then earn it.

You are the leader of the Hop Wei.

Act like it.

What is it?

I love you, father.

My son...

My...

boy...

I can't believe this turnout.

What can I say?

I am irresistible.

Of course, it helps to have friends
who can buy out the club.

Tonight, it's just us.

I wish every night was like this.

Sorry.

No, it's fine.
But I do need a refill.

Don't go anywhere.

I can't. I'm on in ten minutes.

Hi.

You must be the prettiest
Chinese boy I've ever laid eyes on.

You got a name?

Oh, you don't speak American?

Well, that's fine by me.

You cop.

Oh, no, not tonight, I'm not.

Hong!

What the hell was that?

You don't know that guy.

You don't know what he's done.

Inside that club, no one
is who they are on the outside.

We come here
to be free of all of that.

That motherfucker is a white cop.

He is free!

He puts his boots on our necks
every day in Chinatown!

This isn't Chinatown.

This isn't anywhere.

This is a fucking fantasy.

This fantasy is my life.

Some of us have to live
in the real world.

Then maybe that's what you should do.

This'll be the last one.

It's time you have a plan.

Straight and narrow, boy.

Conor.

How's freedom treatin' ya?

Better than jail.

I don't think I could have taken
another day in that shithole.

You've done right by us, Dylan.

I won't forget it.

Fellow travelers and all.

So, with you and your brother
being back on the streets

I suppose you'll be needing work?

Sure. If you hear of anything...

Well, you're in luck.
I need a couple of men for a job.

Tonight.

What is it?

Fuck!

Afternoon, miss.

Why you do this?

I tell you, I know nothing.

You lied to us.

We know you're printing money
for the tongs.

Where are the plates?

I don't know.

There's an old fable
that speaks eloquently

to our collective grief today.

It tells us that great wisdom
only comes from great struggle.

And were he here...

Father Jun would tell me
to skip the damn story

and get to the point.

In much more colorful language.

And so, in that spirit.

Father Jun was born into
poverty in Xinye.

Came to America with the dream
of building a legacy.

And he died a man of his own making

beholden to no one...

knowing his legacy was secure.

Today, we make offerings
to smooth Father Jun's journey

through the spirit world
and to honor his contributions

to this one by following his example

of strength, endurance, and charity.

Father Jun, you inspired us,
you protected us

and when our community's
survival was at stake

you fought beside us.

As the Proverb goes...

"All of life is a dream walking,
all of death is a going home."

Welcome home.

She deserves justice.

Justice come in many way.

Yes.

I've spoken to the mayor

and he has assured me that
his administration will continue

to back our expansion...

What is this?

That's what's left
of your fucking bridge.

You know you've done nothing
but weaken your own cause?

That bridge will be up again
inside the month.

Then I'll blow it up again.

And I'll have you in jail
by the week's end.

Those cops you'd have come arrest me?

They got fathers, brothers,
sons who you refuse to employ.

Do your fucking worst.

You really think a man like you
can ever stop a man like me?

Men like me are the only ones
who can stop men like you.

You've got all that money
and all your connections.

But when my boot's
on your fucking chest

you'll break like anyone else.

The gangster emerges.

You've never met the gangster.

What are you doing here?

- Where is Yan Mi?
- They took her because of you.

What the hell are you talking about?

Move, come on.

What the hell are you doing here?

So the plates are still in Chinatown?

And the press and the money
all in one place.

You let her go

I'll tell you where to find them.

And why should we trust you?

For what it's worth,
I don't think he's fucking with us.

The girl goes free

after the plates
are in our possession.

- If this is some sort of trick...
- It's not.

If you lead us
into a dead end or an ambush

she will be on the first ship
back to China.

Do we have a deal?

How do I know you'll keep your word?

I guess we're just gonna have
to trust each other.

Well, now that
we're all so goddamn cozy

how's this gonna work?

Give me the night
to make some arrangements

so that no one gets hurt,
on either side.

Then I'll tell you where to go,
and when.

All right.

I want to see her.

Hey. Hi.

What are you doing here?

I'm getting you out.

What? How?

You told them
where the plates are.

Not yet, but I'm going to.

I just got to set
a couple things up first.

If Young Jun finds out,
he's gonna kill you.

We'll be long gone by then.

We?

Yeah.

Okay. As soon as they get the plates,
they'll release you.

And you?

The second you get out,
go straight to the train station.

I'll meet you there.

Where are we gonna go?

Wherever we want.

When coldness or deceit shall slight

The beauty now they prize

And deem it but a faded light

Which beams within your eyes

When hollow hearts shall wear a mask

'Twill break your own to see

In such a moment I but ask

That you remember me

That you remember

You remember

Me

I need you to hold this for me.

Just for tonight.

What did you do?

Nothing. Yet.

This isn't the fake stuff.

No.

That is every real cent
I've made since I got here.

And you're leaving it with me.

One night, Chao.

Take a cut for your trouble.

I'll be back for it tomorrow.

After that, you'll never have
to see me again.

Or Yan Mi, I'm guessing. Right?

Why now?

Look, you want my help or not?

They arrested her.

They'll deport her
if they don't get the plates.

And even if they do...

Young Jun will have her diced.

I wouldn't blame him.

This is bad for everyone.
Including me.

- This won't touch you, Chao.
- Oh, man.

You have my word.

Look at that.

Itchy onion cut a deal.

Just stay clear of the ice factory
tomorrow morning.

It'll be crawling with cops.

You really think
she's worth blowing all this up?

Yeah.

She is.

If you're late, I'm keeping this.

- I won't be.
- Yeah.

- Hey, Chao...
- Just save it.

I'll see you tomorrow.

There you are.

What's that?

Homemade baijiu.

Father Jun liked to break it out
on special occasions.

I figure this counts.

Yeah.

How're you holding up?

I don't know.

I always thought
when this day came, I'd feel...

lost.

But somehow

wherever he is,
I kinda feel like the old man's

prouder of me now than he ever was.

Does that sound crazy?

- No.
- A little.

By the way

Hong has a boyfriend.

No shit?

Well, not anymore.

What the fuck are you talking about?

What happened?

I...

brought my work home with me.

- Well, fuck him then.
- Yeah.

We've got each other, right?

What more do we need?

Damn straight.

Brothers.

Always.

Always.

Hey, Chao.

Isaac.

What is this?

I don't know
how you got off that train

but you fucked up coming back here.

And I know you killed Happy Jack.

Sound like you got promotion.

That's right.

I'm the boss now.

And if I don't avenge his death

I'll have every gang
on the Coast thinking I'm weak

gunning for my business.

And I can't have that.

Wait.

I worth more to you alive.
We make deal.

You don't have anything I want.

The counterfeit money, huh?

I know where the Hop Wei make.

I can't attack a tong in the middle
of fucking Chinatown.

No need.

They moving plates tomorrow.
Just a few men.

You can take

if you know where to be.

I'm listening, Chinaman.

So talk.

Evening, lads.

I take it you all work
for Mr. Strickland.

That's right.

And those are for me?

Mr. Strickland said to make it hurt.

Do you mind
if I finish my beer first?

No...