All language subtitles for Warrior_S02E06_To a Man with a Hammer, Everything Looks Like a Nail.English (CC)

[engine revs]

[train
whistle blows]

[dramatic music]

[Ah Sahm] Did we
cross into Mexico?

[Rosalita]
Not exactly.

Rooker's Mill is
a border town.

It's not even
a town, really.

It's all private
property owned
by one man.

And that's, uh,
Rooker, right?

[Rosalita]
Elijah Rooker.

-[Ah Sahm]
Rich guy.
-Yes.

And like I said,
obsessed with
fighters.

I guess he gets off
on watching men beat
each other to death.

He hosts
this tournament
every year.

Fighters come
from all over
the country.

[roosters squawking]

The cash prize is
a hell of a lot more

than you could earn
fighting at my boat.

You said that's
$2,500, right?

Less my cut.

Of course.

[indistinct chatter]

-[woman giggles]
-Goddamn.

I think I'm gonna
like it here after all.

So that does nothing
for you, huh?

Not a thing.

And you really
like men?

Certain men, yes.

Do you like me?

No.

Why the fuck not?

-Would you
fuck your sister?
-I don't have a sister.

-But if you did.
-Of course not.

Wait a minute.

So this Rooker really
owns all of this?

The land, the buildings,
everything from the
tavern to the tannery.

Even the cops are his.

There'll be less of
this riffraff once
we're inside the gates.

I'm used to being
the riffraff.

Today you're on
the guest list.

[guard] Open your
fucking coat.

No weapons allowed
on Rooker's ranch.

You get them back
when you leave.

-[guard] Move along.
-Wait here.

[guard] All right,
step up, amigo.
Open your coat.

-What's the deal?
-[Ah Sahm]
No weapons inside.

I don't give up
my blades for anyone.

One of these days,
you should learn to
fight with your fists.

Fuck off.

Uh, I think you
should probably
just give them up.

-[grunts]
-I'll get them
through.

[gunshot]

[people screaming
and gasping]

Next.

Not a fucking word.

[dramatic spaghetti
western music]

[blade swishes]

Senores.

Get some rest.

I'll see you all at
the welcome dinner
in a few hours.

Senorita.

Look at this
shit hole.

It's not so bad.

I'm glad you
feel that way,

because you'll be
sleeping on the floor.

Slept on a lot worse.

But enough about
your sex life.

Oh. [chuckles]

Speaking of which...

What is the deal
with you and Vega?

Purely professional.

She is very
attractive.

You hear that?
Even Hong is
hot for her.

-She's our ticket to
the show, that's all.
-Bullshit.

You're either in there,
or you're about to be.

I have a nose
for these things.

To a man
with a hammer,

everything looks
like a nail.

It's a business
arrangement,

and I keep my dick
out of my business.

Says the guy who
fucked the duck lady
who hid our opium.

-Wait, what?
-Long story.

We've got hours
until dinner.

Good point.

-Where you going?
-Just going for a walk.

Get centered.

He's a
complicated man.

[sighs] That he is,
Hong. That he is.

Hmm.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

[indistinct chatter]

[chicken clucking]

[dramatic guitar
music playing]

Watch where the fuck
you're going, mate.

Oh, shit,
he's throwing you
the evil eye.

-Is he?
-[laughs]

You got a
problem with me?

No, no problem.

You sure about that?

I don't know;

you sure you won't
be needing that
hand anymore?

Listen to this one.

Your English is
pretty good.

Thanks, I thought
so too, you know,

but for some reason,
your hand is still there.

-Yeah, it is.
-Mm.

So what you
gonna do about it?

[both grunting]

Come any closer,
and I'll break his arm.

[grunts]

[panting]

All right,
let's do this, boy.

I let you out
of my sight for
one minute...

You're Dolph
Jagger, right?

Who the fuck
are you?

Someone who'd
much rather see him

take you apart
for the money.

Is there a
problem here?

Hey, just, uh,
stretch out the arm.

Maybe you'll get
the feeling back
in an hour or two.

-You're a dead man.
-Yeah, I get that a lot.

-All right, move along.
-Come on, boys.

Let's get a drink.

I'm gonna have to
keep a close eye
on you, aren't I?

Definitely.

Can I at least
trust you to stay

inside the gates
until the tournament?

Sure.

Where are you going?

A little business
in town.

You want company?

What I want is for you
to stay out of trouble
and get some rest.

-[chuckles]
-Think you can
do that?

Stay out of
trouble or rest?

See you later.

[bright mariachi
music playing]

[crowd chattering
excitedly]

Damn, someone
cleans up nice.

Shut the fuck up.

-Strictly business, right?
-Strictly business.

Good evening, boys.

Thought I'd
come a bit early,

-get the lay
of the land.
-Interesting crowd.

You can relax.
I saw the roster.

You're not fighting
until tomorrow.

I hope you're hungry.

[speaking Cantonese]
This is different.

Have either of
you had Mexican
food before?

No Mexican
in Chinatown.

Well, you're in
for a treat.

Take this,
and you dip it in.

[speaking Cantonese]
Look at those boots.

Ugly as shit.

Yeah.

I want a pair.

That our host?

Yes, that's Rooker.

[glass clinking]

[music and
chatter stop]

Good evening,
ladies and gentlemen,

and welcome to
Rooker's Mill.

I'm Elijah Rooker,
and I thank y'all
for coming.

Now, I came out
West 20 years ago,

looking to
make my mark.

When I settled
on this land,

it wasn't much
to look at...

-[man] Mm-hmm.
-[Elijah] But I saw
an opportunity.

I knew that with
a little vision and
some hard work,

I would find
my fortune here.

And now you have
all come to find
a fortune of your own.

[cheers
and applause]

About a hundred
years ago,

the gun replaced
the sword

as the civilized man's
weapon of choice.

God knows, it's how
the West was won.

It's how this great
country was won.

Without gunpowder,
there would be
no America.

But something
was lost.

The intimacy
and the honesty of
hand-to-hand combat,

men fighting the way
nature intended,

with nothing but
the weapons they
were born with.

You men are the last
of the true warriors.

I started this
tournament to
celebrate all of you.

And one of you is
gonna go home

a lot richer than
when you came.

[cheers and
applause]

And that's what
America is, isn't it?

A place where
every day is
another chance

to go to sleep
richer than when
you woke up!

[cheers and
applause]

Ladies and gentlemen...

my wife, Marisol.

-Yeah.
-[men whistle]

Now, I've been living
on the border
with the Mexicans

so long that I actually
left my wife for one.

[laughter]

And today we celebrate
our anniversary.

And since you're all here,
we invite you to
celebrate it with us.

Happy anniversary,
darling.

Enjoy your dinner.
And may the
best man win!

[cheers and applause]

[mariachi music resumes]

[speaking Spanish]

I don't know
what any of this is,
but I'm going to eat all of it!

Something wrong?

Not at all.

You should eat.
You'll need
your strength.

[gong clangs]

[cheers and applause]

[panting]

You ready?

Ready?

That's a big
motherfucking duck.

And... fight!

[grunts]

Come on, pendejo!

Come on!

Ooh!

[crowd yelling]

[both grunting]

[dramatic music]

Let's go, come on!

[both grunt]

[cheers and applause]

Did I miss something?

We had a moment.

[roars]

[cheers and applause]

[glasses clink]

[coughs]

Damn, this tequila
is something else.

You know you
gotta eat the worm
too, right?

Mm-mm.

Come on,
man, eat it.

It's part of
the culture.

You gotta eat it.
It's bad luck
if you don't.

-[chuckles]
-[spluttering]

There we go.

[soft music]

You disappeared.

I'm just enjoying
the quiet.

It's nice to get out
of the city every
once in a while,

go somewhere
where you can
actually breathe.

I guess, in the city,
you tend to forget

how beautiful
America can be.

Actually, this
used to be Mexico.

Everything
you see here,

even where
we're standing,

long before they drew
their invisible lines

and decided it
was California.

So... you, uh, come
to my fight club.

You win. You leave.

I don't know
anything else
about you.

I feel a little
cheated.

Oh.

Well, there's
not much to know.

I grew up in China.

My sister came here
a few years before me.

I came to find her,

to bring her home.

Turns out,
she wasn't
interested.

But you stayed.

Yeah, she was
my only family.

I have a sister too.

Really?

Like you,
we're all that's
left of our family.

You and me,
we're both strangers
in this land.

They say we're welcome,
but by that, they mean

we're tolerated,
and just barely.

They take away
our rights,

our land, our money.

Whatever we
have left over,

they can take that
away tomorrow too.

So really, all we have
are the people we love,

our family.

And what if you
don't have one?

Then you find one
and hold on to them
as tight as you can.

You make it
sound so easy.

I guess it is if you
find the right people...

or... person.

We're not
gonna do this.

I'm sorry.

For a moment,
it kind of felt
like we were.

[sighs]

[chuckles softly]

Okay, come on.

I'll walk you
to your room.

[dramatic music]

[cheers and applause]

[gong clangs]

Oh!

Yeah!

[both grunt]

[crowd shouting]

[laughs]

Ah.

Let's go. Come on!

Come on!

[both grunting]

[crowd shouting]

He's strong.

You think you
can take him?

-[shouts]
-[bone crunches]

-Yeah.
-Good.

'Cause you're
fighting him next.

Come.

Guess I'm up.

You ready?

I'm ready.

'Cause the last time
I bet the fucking
farm on you,

you whiffed it.

I need that fucking
prize money, bad.

So...

Whatever you do...

Don't lose.

That's good advice.

Okay, he's got
the power.

You use your speed.

By that, I mean
finish him fast.

You know, before
he kills you.

[gong clangs]

[tense music]

I'm gonna
fucking enjoy this.

Agree to disagree.

Ready.

And... fight!

[cheers and applause]

[grunts]

[crowd exclaims]

Finished.

[cheers and applause]

[gong clangs]

[dramatic
rock music]

[both grunting]

[roars]

[nails scratching]

Yeah!

-[yells]
-[bones crunch]

[cheers and
applause]

[panting]

Watch his left hook.

[both grunting]

[shouts]

Ah!

[shouting]

-[yells]
-[bones crunch]

[panting]

Our boy's a beast!

[cheers and
applause]

[whispering
indistinctly]

[whispering
indistinctly]

-You okay?
-[both grunting]

Never better.

You can relax.
No more fights today.

Oh, I was just
getting warmed up.

Good afternoon.

You speak English?

Yeah.

I'm Smits.

I work for Mr. Rooker.

He was very impressed
with your skills.

He'd like to invite
the two of you

to join him and
his wife for lunch

tomorrow in
the main house.

Thanks,
we'd love to.

[ominous music]

Are you sure
you're okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.
Don't worry
about it.

-You took some
strong hits.
-I know.

After a while,
you get used to it.

[chuckles]
I thought the point
was not to get hit.

[chuckles] Well,
the point is just

to hit harder
than you get hit.

[whistles]

You see, that's
the damn problem
with these Chinese.

It's that
they're everywhere
these days.

[suspenseful
rock music]

[all grunting]

Well, uh, this is
where I leave you.

Today went well.

Yeah, I guess it did.

[chuckles]

You have a good night.

I thought we're not
gonna do this.

Sorry, for a
moment there,

it felt like we were.

[soft music]

[both moaning
softly]

[moans]

[indistinct chatter]

[bright mariachi
music playing]

[clears throat]

Where the fuck
did you go?

Too much wine.
Needed to get
some fresh air.

This is Ana.
I'm teaching
her Chinese.

-How's that going?
-Terrible.

Took her half an hour
to learn my name.

But now that
you're back,

I was thinking I might
take her back
to see our room.

Can you hang
here for a bit?

Sure.
What do you think,
ten minutes?

Fuck you.

[laughter]

Universal
language of love.

-For a price.
-Mm.

We all pay
for love...

One way or another.

[laughs]

-I was thinking...
-Hmm?

-When you
win tomorrow...
-When I win?

-Mm-hmm.
-I like your
confidence.

Well, I didn't get
this far by
picking losers.

I was just thinking...

You don't have to
go back, you know?

To San Francisco.

Dealing opium,
fighting for the tong.

I've known my
share of gangsters,

and you're
no gangster.

You'll have money,
time, options.

What about loyalty?

To the tong?

Do you really
believe that's a
two-way street?

[sighs]

[soft music]

Where would
I even go?

[sighs]

You never think about
going back home?

There's nothing
there for me anymore.

[sighs]
How about you?

Every day.

Well, we've had
other fighters

from the Orient
here before,
of course, but...

none with your
level of skill.

And none that
I could really talk
to, which is,

is truly a gift.

-You trained in China?
-Yeah.

What discipline
did you study?

Gung fu.

The martial
art of monks.

Something like that.

Sahm, you're too
good to be fighting

in Barbary Coast
fight pits.

Now, my guess is,

maybe you weren't
there for the
competition at all.

Huh? You were
there for the girl.

[laughs]

You know, I think
it's interesting.

You know, I'm American
and you're Chinese,

and we both
have a taste

for Mexican
women, hmm?

Of course, beauty
will transcend
race every time.

I think we can all
agree on that.

So how long did
you have to train

to learn to fight
like you do?

Uh, well, you know,
I started pretty young.

Sahm, I'm gonna
make my pitch.

Okay, I could
use a man with
your skills.

Well, I was hoping
that maybe I could
persuade you

to stay on with us
for a while and teach
some of my boys

those gung fu moves
of yours, huh?

-[sighs]
-I mean,
make no mistake,

my bodyguards
are good,

and Smits here,
he's as tough
as they come,

but I think they
could all stand to
learn something

from a man
with your skills.

I appreciate it.

Make it worth
your while.

What do you
think, Smits?

Couldn't hurt
for your men
to add a little

Chinese boxing
to their repertoire.

Out here, it's bullets
that'll kill you
or a fast blade.

You got a move
to stop a bullet?

[laughs]

[laughter]

No, no, I don't.

I'm also
not a teacher.

Uh, thank you
for the offer,

but I'm gonna have to
respectfully decline.

Oh, I get it.
I get it.

Take the
money and run.

But I warn you,

I can be
very persuasive.

Took me a while
to grind this one
down, but...

I won her over
in the end.

Didn't I, honey?

Yes, you did.

That pistol you carry,
it's beautiful.

Hmm? Oh.

Yeah...

she's one of a kind.

Made for me by
Juan de la Estacion,

the master gunsmith
in Northern Mexico.

It's the last gun
he ever made.

[sucks teeth]

See that...
flying serpent?

[Rosalita] Mm-hmm.

Quetzalcoatl, ancient
god of the Aztecs.

The barrel looks
wider than most.

[chuckles] Well,
you know your guns.

Yeah, she's a
larger caliber than
your basic Colt.

I gotta make
the bullets myself.

Mm. How's the weight?

Well, see for
yourself. Go on.

Don't take it
personally.

Smits has been in
charge of my personal
security for years.

You don't get to
make as much
money as I have

without making
a few enemies.

My survival is
his life's work.

And he takes his job
very seriously.

You can't be
too careful.

It really is
something.

You know,
I saw a gun

just like this
once before.

I doubt it.
She's one of a kind.

My family was from
these parts when
it was still Mexico.

And then the
Americans came,

insisting we
sell them land

that had been
in our family
for generations.

My father
refused to sell.

But there
was one man

who wouldn't take
no for an answer.

[tense music]

He and his
men slaughtered

our farmhands
and their children
while they slept.

Well, that's a
terrible story.

Perhaps for
another time.

Then they forced
my father to his
knees at gunpoint

and made him sign
the deed of sale.

Then this man shot
him in the head

right in front
of his daughters.

With a gun...

just like this.

Why don't you
give that back now?

Put the gun
down! Now!

-[Marisol yelps]
-[both grunting]

-What the fuck?
-[gunshot]

[Marisol screams]

[both grunting]

[yells]

[panting] Ah Sahm.

[groaning]

[indistinct chatter]

[soft dramatic music]

Here, have
another drink.

Hey, hey,
we gotta go.
Excuse me.

-Why?
-We gotta get
out of here.

-Get up, come on.
-Stop them!

What the fuck
did you do?

They killed Rooker!

$2,000

to whoever
kills them!

Any ideas?

Just the usual.

Come on!

[gunshot]

[bottle shatters]

[all grunting
and yelling]

[dramatic rock music]

[gunshot]

[gunshots]

Vamonos!

-[panting]
-[gunshot]

[all grunting]

[gunfire]

Hold it right there.

[all panting]

What the fuck did you do?

She set us up.

If it were up to me,
I'd have gutted the
lot of you right here,

let the dogs
clean up the mess.

But Mrs. Rooker
doesn't have
the stomach

for frontier justice,

so the marshals here
will take you to
Sacramento for trial.

And then you'll hang.

Be careful with them.

The Chinese guys,
they fight like demons.

Not in irons,
they don't.

Don't you worry.

We'll get 'em
where they're going.

[tense music]

Ha!

Fuck you!

Enough.

Ah Sahm.

Don't.

You used me.

He killed my parents
right in front of me.

You would've done
the exact same thing
in my place.

You threw our
lives out like
we were nothing.

-No, I didn't.
-Do me a favor.

Just stop talking.

I don't know
why you're smiling.

They don't treat
Mexicans any better
than Chinese.

We're all dead
when we get
to Sacramento.

We probably
shouldn't go to
Sacramento, then.

Whoa!

Okay, what the fuck
is going on?

[crying]

[both speaking Spanish]
We did it.

Yes, I can't believe it,
but we did.

So I guess you
know each other.

This is my sister,
Marisol.

Did she say sister?

Thank you.
You're every
bit as good

as Rosie told
me you'd be.

Thanks. Can we
get to the part

where you tell me
what the hell
just happened?

Rooker's Mill was
my father's land.

It's where
we grew up...

until Rooker
murdered our father

and claimed
it as his own.

Yeah, so you
killed him.
I got that part.

We didn't
just kill him.

We took back
our home.

As his wife,
Marisol will now
inherit all of it.

So not just revenge?

No, not just revenge.

You still used me...

us.

I'm sorry.

I just figured
we'd both get
what we wanted.

The prize money.

Ooh.

-[exhales heavily]
-[chuckles]

We good?

We're good.

Okay, now you all
better get in the
carriage and go.

You don't want to be
anywhere near here

when the real
marshals come.

Let's go.

So I guess this
is good-bye.

It doesn't
have to be.

You don't have
to go back.

[gunshot]

Rosie!

[unsettling music]

[sobbing]

You ungrateful bitch.

He gave you
everything.

-Hey!
-What the fuck--

-[grunts]
-[gunshot]

[sobbing]

[gasping]

There's a
doctor in town!

Please go get him!

-There's no
time, Marisol.
-[Marisol] No.

[sobbing] No.

I love you.

I love you very much.

[crying]

Would you
have stayed?

Yeah.

Of course.
I would have.

It's okay.

[sighs]

[somber music]

At least one of us
gets to go home.

[dramatic music]

You have some
serious fucking
explaining to do.

[hip-hop music]

Turn me up.

Check it out.

[rapping in Spanish]

[rapping in a
Chinese language]

[rapping in Spanish]

[rapping in a
Chinese language]

[rapping in Spanish]

[singing in Spanish]

♪ No, no,
I'll never stop ♪

♪ Until I reach
the promised land ♪

♪ Brothers and sisters ♪

♪ Together we stand ♪

[engine revs]