All language subtitles for The.Son.S02E04.WEBRip.x264-ION10

[Young Eli
speaking Comanche]

[Speaking Comanche]

[Speaking Comanche]

[Chuckles]

[Arrow fires]

[Chuckles]

[Indistinct talking]

[Speaking Comanche]

[Arrow releases]

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Elbow up
as you draw.

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[Arrow fires, hits target]

**

Toshaway: Yuhu Senna!

[Hoofbeats approaching]

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[Speaking Comanche]

[Horse neighs]

[Indistinct talking]

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[Speaking Comanche]

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[Birds chirping]

[Horse snorts]

[Chirping continues]

[Horse snorts]

[Hoofbeats departing]

[Leaves rustle]

[Gunshot]

[Horse neighs]

No!

[Coughs, sputters]

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Jonas, care to tell your brother
and sister the good news?

What happened,
did you get shot again?

Did you give up piano?

-No.
-That'd be good for my ears.

Jeannie.
But you'll be rid
of me soon enough.

I made my decision.
Oh.

I'm gonna be
going to Princeton.

Jeannie:
Where's that, New York?
New Jersey.

Princeton?
Why not Harvard?

'Cause Grandaddy said
Harvard's full of pederasts.

Sally: Whoa! Language.
Ladies at the table.
Sorry, Mom.

Wait, what'd he say?
Nothing you need to hear.

Charles: I don't see
how you could say no to Harvard.
They said no to him.

M-My application
was deferred.
Rejected.

Well, Harvard's where
all the famous people
went -- presidents.

President Wilson --
President Wilson
went to Princeton.

He did go to Princeton.
[Chuckles]

Aren't you a little young
for college?

You know,
he's gonna be 17.

And it was my idea
to have him apply.

I'd have asked your opinion,
but you weren't here.

So...

[Silverware clinking]

My boy.

Congratulations.

Thanks, Daddy.

Now, did I hear you say you're
going out after breakfast?

Yeah. Going out
to see Pink Stewart

about
his mineral rights.

He's trying to welsh
on the Colonel.

I need to set it right,
get him to sign that paperwork.

Gonna see anyone else?

No.

Just Pink.

Charles, why don't you
come with me?

Charles: Sure thing, Daddy.
Sounds good to me.

[Birds chirping]

**

[Keys jingle, door opens]

[Door creaks]

Morning.

[Door closes]

Colonel McCullough, Sir.

Don't bother.

I fought for the South.

Who the hell are you?

Vincent Hastings, sir.
Here to pick up Phineas.

We're going, uh,
sparring.

Boxing.

Hmm.

Mmm, I see you
have the keys.

Phineas!

[Footsteps approach]

Your sparring partner
is here.

Phineas:
At ease, Vincent.

Vincent, Daddy.

We've got Brogan
at noon.

Brogan?
What about Looney?

The A.G. has a full dance card.
Don't you read the papers?

I don't drive 10 hours to talk
to a man I've already bought.

That's what
the telephone's for.

It's been one day, Daddy.
This is what was possible

for me to arrange in that time.
I'm still working on Looney.

It may take
a couple of days.

All right?

Noon.

Mm.

Don't get your teeth
knocked out.

[Sighs]

[Whispering] We may need
to work out a system.

[Whispering]
You mean so I don't pop over

and run into your father?

[Imitating Eli]
"I don't love you, son."

[Laughs]
"I prefer
your older brother.

He's a real man."

Shh.

I am the older brother,
asshole.

[Door squeaks]

Pink: Well, I can see how
the Colonel would feel like

we had an agreement.

Pete: So you didn't?

I expected he'd be
drilling by now.

You can't buy a lease and just
sit on it till doomsday.

It ain't right.
Come on, Pink.
You made a commitment.

You gotta stick by it.

My word's my bond...
normally.

But I need the money.
My family needs it.

Cattle ain't supplying it, and
the other fella's offering more.

How much more?
A seventh.

Plus a signing bonus.

Can y'all match that?

This other fella -- I'm guessing
his name's Monahan --

South Texas
Improvement Company?

That's him, all right.

Just so you know
who you're dealing with.

He's a front for
Standard Oil of Pennsylvania.

And he's the one
who attacked my cattle.

Shit.
That was him?

You really want to do business
with a man like that?

Well...maybe
there's people who'd say

the McCulloughs' hands
ain't so clean neither.

Like maybe the Garcías.

I don't mean to give no offense,
but from what I heard --

Charles:
Sir, you are mistaken.

It wasn't the McCulloughs.
It was the whole town.

Our people went there
to arrest the same man

who shot up our house
and shot my little brother.

And my daddy here did everything
he could to prevent bloodshed.

You can ask anyone
who was there.

I'm sorry.
I regret bringing it up.

It's a real damn shame.

But the Garcías brought it
upon themselves.

He apologized, son.

Don't keep after him.

[Sighs]

[Cattle lowing]

We both know there's blood
in all this land.

There's good
comes out of it, too,

and I'm not just
talking a quick buck.

That oil, it's been there
since the time of Adam.

And if we let these foreign
companies get their hooks in,

they're gonna drain
this oil.

It'll be just like Spindletop.
Biggest gusher in history.

Where's that profit?

They sucked it out,
they moved it to Pennsylvania,

and they will
do it again if...

if we let 'em.

I'm not gonna match
their offer.

I can't.

So it's up to you, Pink.

If you want to be the one

that lets Standard
take what's ours...

...I can't stop you.

[Birds chirping]

[Cattle lowing]

You got that paper
on you?

I do.

**

That was amazing.
You talked ol' Pink

from a seventh
down to an eighth.

[Chuckles] Hell,
I thought for a second we might

have to come back tonight
and rough him up a little.

Don't say that.

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Sorry.

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I think we should do more
of this -- ride around together.

You can teach me
the oil business.

I think
I'd be great at it.

Be like Granddaddy,
you know?

**

[Engine starts]

**

Brogan:
So, tell me all about them
Yankee interlopers of yours.

Phineas: Well,
they're hurting us, Cal.

Coming at us with blind tigers,
incorporated in Texas,

but the money's
out of Pennsylvania.

Hmm.
These foreigners
can outbid us,

outspend us ten-to-one,
and beat us at distribution.

Well, what do you hear
from the A.G.?

Still setting
a meeting.

[Laughs]

I wouldn't bother
with it.

Looney's in the tank
for Standard --

common knowledge.

If it's common knowledge, why
isn't something done about it?

The fallen state of man.

[Indistinct talking]

[Clicks tongue]

I want to know
the truth.

Did they
get to you, Cal?

Standard?
Mm-hmm.

Hell no.
I've never taken a dime.

What about
South Texas Improvement?

They have been
very generous.

They are Standard.

Well, if that's true,

how come the Attorney General's
not on 'em?

Sounds like you've jumped
out of my pocket

and into my enemy's.

Now, hear me out.
Sure, I like the money.

But I hate those foreigners
coming in here

as much as you do.

Now, if I can cut the legs
out from under them

without nicking
the money supply,

well, then all of us here
at this table ought to be happy.

What are you proposing?

What if I was to tell you
there's a vacancy coming up

on the Texas Railroad
Commission?

Oh, I think I might
piss my pants, Cal.

Might die
from exhilaration.

Three bureaucrats sitting
in a government office

pricing railroad tickets.

Not for long.

Now, listen.

Nobody knows this --
not even Standard --

but come the end
of next session,

Texas will be directly
regulating the oil industry.

And they're gonna do it
through the Railroad Commission.

I'm talking every aspect
of the oil business.

Production quotas...
[Laughs]

You fellas won't be able
to drill a quart

without the Commission's
say-so.

And neither will Standard.

So you get yourself
on that commission,

you can bring Standard
to their knees.

[Clicks tongue]

Can we buy you lunch,
Cal?

[Dice rattle]

What'd your daddy
say about it?

The Colonel wants me
on the Commission

like a dog
wants his own balls.

[Laughs]

Well, maybe he's right.

He's never right.

Even when he's right,
he's wrong.

Finn,
you need to step back.

Nope. If I take this,
it bars me

from holding a place
on the board of McCullough Oil.

I'd be handing the whole
damn enterprise to Pete

with a red bow
tied around it.

It's already his,
ain't it?

Your words.

Look at it clinically.

[Dice rattle]
Rather not, thank you.

This new version
of the Railroad Commission

sounds like
a powerful position.

Sounds like the only thing
wrong with it

is that
he wants you there.

Can't keep jumping through hoops
for him my whole life.

Won't stop
until I make it stop.

I'm no politician.

Nor are you
a backgammon player.

But I see how
this government thing works.

Spend a few years
at a big job like that,

then you go back
to the private sector.

You won't even have to go back
to your father's company.

You become one of those
highly paid advisors.

You could go anywhere.

Shell, Humble Oil.

Standard.

Oh, the look
on the old man's face --

be worth it
just for that.

You owe him nothing.

He made his choice.

Way I see it, he's
your brother's problem now.

The back door's locked.

I've been thinking...

...about
the Railroad Commission.

I'll do it.

It might provide options
for the future.

I'm glad.

I know...

I know life has not
dealt you a good hand.

Hell...

neither have I,
sometimes.

You've always
stood by me.

And I thank you
for that.

Get my bag.

[Door opens]

Jonas: I've been thinking a lot
about what I'm gonna do

when I graduate
the Ivy League.

Be a lawyer like my uncle,
diplomat, maybe.

Whatever it is, gonna have
nothing to do with cows.

Oh, sorry.

[Breathing heavily]
You -- You shitbird!

Not so uppity now.

What's the matter
with you?

You think
that's funny?

Out of my seat,
Tommy.

Or what?

You gonna sic
your boyfriend on me?

You gonna recite a poem?

At least
I can read and write.

Why do you even bother
coming to school?

Jonas.

You just...like the way
the chalk tastes?

Jonas, shut up.

Least my daddy didn't
run across the border

with some Mexican whore.

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[Groans]

**

[Exhales sharply]

**

Sally:
Tell me what happened.

[Sternly]
Tell me what happened.

I didn't mean
to hurt him.

You meant to walk up
behind him with no warning,

hit him in the back of the head
with a bag full of books,

and not hurt him?

Must have been
the buckle.

Why?!

What's your excuse?
What did he do?

Come on, Jeannie. What the hell
set you off like that?

What did Jonas say?

What are you afraid
he said?

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Tommy was picking on Jonas.

He always does,
and I'm tired of it.

I'm sorry.

That's not enough!

This story's not gonna go away,
you know. It's gonna follow you.

And is this how you want people
to think of you --

as a violent, crazy --

He was talking about Daddy!

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Tell me what he said.

Every word.

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[Breathes shakily]

He said that Daddy left us

and ran off
with a Mexican whore.

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[Footsteps depart]

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Not a word of that is true.

Not a word.

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I swear to you.

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Go on to your room.

**

[Speaking Comanche]

Young Eli: Oh, shit.

[Speaks Comanche]

[Speaks Comanche]
Uh...

-Ah.
-Mm.

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[Horse whinnies]

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[Grunts]

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[Indistinct talking]

You want
to talk about it?

[Knife scraping]

I think you wanna
talk about it.

[Horse whinnies]

Okay, how about I talk and you
jump in when you're ready?

I'm holding weapons.

Fat Wolf doesn't want to
move camps because you do.

He'd set his head on fire in
a second if you told him not to.

What is it
between you two?

His mother shamed me.

She was my wife, and she laid
with another warrior.

They were all sent away.

Exiled?

Fat Wolf, too?

How old was he?

[Exhales]
I don't know.

Pretty young.

Wanted to go with his mother,
so I let him.

They were going back
to his mother's people.

But they were killed
by the whites.

Fat Wolf was captured.

Kept him in a fort
for a couple years

before he escaped.

A son can hate his father,
but he cannot disrespect him.

It's not allowed.

Dishonors them both.

You need to make peace
with him.

There was frost
this morning.

Winter's here.

If we get kicked out,

my wife and my baby
won't make it.

[Footsteps depart]

[Whistling]
[Car door closes]

[Whistling continues]

[Whistling continues]

[Rachmaninoff's
"Prelude in G minor,
Opus 23, No. 5" plays on piano]

**

[Doorbell rings]

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Good. Good lesson.
Keep working the Rachmaninoff.

And just know that he had
big hands, just like you do.

Why should I
know that?

I can think
of no reason.

Well done.
See you next Wednesday.

All right.

**

I, um...I want to thank you
for, uh, the...

But I-I think
you should take it back.

**

[Whispering]
Have I scandalized you, ma'am?

No.

**

[Sally coughs, laughs]

Matthew: It's just like
a cigarette.

Well, I don't know
why you would assume

that I know how
to smoke a cigarette.

You do live on a ranch.

[Sighs]

Oh, fair enough.

You know...

it does more
than just relax you.

It also makes you tell
the absolute truth.

So we're playing
kid's games?

All right.
You start.

You tell me something
that is the absolute truth.

Okay.

[Exhales]

I hate children.

What?
Honestly,
I hate children --

well, "hate" is
a strong word.

I intensely dislike them.
They're boring.

Jonas is no exception.

You intensely dislike
Jonas?

My son?

Well, he's a fine young man,
as far as it goes.

He's talented.

He's got the makings
of an interesting person,

but there's no guarantee
he'll get there.

And most of them don't,
do they?

Your turn.

For what?

To tell me something
completely honest.

[Coughs]

I think...

I believe...

...my husband killed a man
in this room.

[Snickers]

[Laughing]

[Both laughing]

Manuel: Hernando.

Hernando qué?

Rojas.

Eduardo Lopez.

Claudio.

[Speaking Spanish]

[Chickens clucking]

Manuel.

Teresa.

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Tenga buen día, Señora.

Gracias, Manuel.

**

[Horse snorts]

**

[Horse whinnies]

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Monahan: The vaqueros
were of limited use anyway.

All they knew about
is the actual attack.

They know that Eli McCullough's
men shot first.

That's good.

I'm not discounting
the importance of that.

Do you want
your land back?

Don't talk down
to me.

Of course I do.

Then you're gonna
have to gird yourself...

do things
you'd rather not do.

If you want justice,
you've got to drill deep,

and you got to drill
in the right place.

We've got to prove
a whole conspiracy --

burning the bar,
inciting the vigilantes,

forging the tax records,

faking the auction,
bribing the judge.

And these are things
that you don't have
personal knowledge of.

I know my father
paid his taxes.

I would sooner doubt
the Scriptures, Señora.

But we need somebody
who was on the inside.

Someone who heard the villains
admit to their atrocities.

Did you have someone
particular in mind?

[Insects buzzing]

[Horse snorts]

[Horse neighs]

[Horse whinnies]

[Bird sings]

I need your help.

You need money?

No, Peter.

Well,
it's too late now.

Whatever you have to
ask me now, I can't.

I tried.
You know I tried.

Yes.
I know you did.

[Horse whinnies]

But that's over.

I'm home now.

I don't blame you
for returning to your family.

I understand that you hate me
for what I di--

I don't.

[Horse snorts]

I wanted
to hurt someone.

I was -- I...

I got a new one.

**

[Chuckles]

**

Why are you here?

I'm alone in the world,
Peter.

And I have nothing.

Nothing except the truth
about what happened here.

**

What are you saying?

That you are thinking
you can take down the Colonel?

There are people
helping me.

But I need you.

**

If you back my story,
we can --

I can't. If you know
anything about me --

I know
that you're a good man.

You see your father
for what he really is.

**

[Metal clanks]

[Exhales sharply]

You know
he needs to be stopped.

**

I can't do it
without you.

**

I have to go.

Please...

don't come back here.

**

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**

[Glass clinks]

[Liquid pours]

Maria García
came and talked to me.

[Insects chirping]

[Exhales sharply]

This afternoon.

Yeah?

She said
she wanted me to talk

about what happened
to the Garcías.

I think
she's coming after you --

in court.

For what, exactly?

I don't know --
all of it.

She's got nothing.

She'd want her land back.

Well, it's not me
she's coming after, then, is it?

It's us.

This whole family.

I guess so.

What did you say?

I said she should
leave me alone.

And she did.

That's it?

**

She said she had...

help.

Given everything else going on,
I'd say it's a fair bet

Standard's backing her.

**

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You didn't
have to tell us.

**

Thank you.

**

[Water sloshes]

[Footsteps approach]

[Horse whinnies]

[Speaking Comanche]

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[Grunts]

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[Gasps]

[Speaking Comanche]

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[Grunts]

[Grunts]

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[Whimpers]

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[Grunts]

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[Bowstring creaks]

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[Arrow fires]

[Arrow thuds]

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[Arrow fires]

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[Sniffs]

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[Arrow fires]
[Grunts]

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[Arrow fires]
[Grunts]

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[Groaning]

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[Grunting]

[Breathing heavily]

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[Vehicle passing]

[Door closes]

Señora.

If you could
spare a moment.

[Indistinct talking in distance]

[Sighs]

What do you want?

For one,
I want to apologize.

When I...

[Clicks tongue]

On that day...

it was never my intention
for anyone to die --

women and children,
least of all.

It got out of hand.

I do not to expect you
to accept that,

but it is the truth.

I will say
one more thing.

Though you may
find it grotesque,

it is also the truth.

I know how you feel...

...to see your family
slaughtered

in front of your eyes.

Do you know how it feels

to sit across from the man
who did it?

I do.

His name was Toshaway.

He was a Comanche chief.

I came...

[Clicks tongue]

...in time...

to look upon him
as a father.

Many years later on,

after the Apaches killed
my wife and my oldest boy,

it was different.

[Sighs]

I tracked them down,

and I killed them all
with their families.

I learned what it was like
to take revenge.

But having a father
was better.

One moment.
One moment.

It's an offer.

**

Twice what any other
landowner is getting.

A one-third royalty deal
on all the oil produced

on what was your family's land
till the end of time.

**

All you have to do
is leave.

**

For good.

**

I suggest you have a lawyer
look this over for you.

There's more money
in that piece of paper

than any deal you could strike
with Standard Oil.

Even if you won back
every inch

and half my ranch
for good measure,

you would never see
this much money.

**

And if my family
had lived

and not been driven
off our lands...

and we had drilled
our own oil --

like you are doing --

then we'd have all of it.

**

Look around us, Señora.

How many families
like yours,

the old hidalgo families,
are left in Texas?

**

[Huffs] So, this is
what you tell yourself?

That if it hadn't
been you,

it would have been
somebody else?

Their time had passed.

Because men like you
made it pass.

[Laughs]

We're saying the same thing.
You just don't realize it.

This is your chance to move on,
like I have many times --

like Pete has to now.
Pete?

He risked
his life for you.

He turned his back on his family
to get you to safety.

Now he's trying
to repair that damage

and get his three children
back their father.

Whatever you think
of me...

**

...they, at least,
are innocent.

**

**

[Sighs]

**

I will take this
to my lawyers.

**

Perhaps they will find a way
of using it against you.

**

So, that's it, then,
is it?

You're out to destroy me,
plain and simple.

**

Yes.

**

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