All language subtitles for Defiance.S01E10.480p

CHRISTIE:
Previously on Defiance...

STAHMA: First we need
to secure his marriage.

If they're against us, we'll never be able to
take control of the McCawley Mines.

I'm thinking about our son's future.

- Want to come back to my place later?
- What's at your place?

Me.

No.

Come back and work with me.
I can't do this alone.

No thanks. I'm not interested.

NICKY: You're sure about that?

I've finally gotten my hands on
one of the artefacts.

MAN: Yeah!

(BOTH GRUNTING)

You'll never please your bride
with that shrivelled worm of yours.

Your mother didn't seem to mind.

(CROWD LAUGHING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

Who's next?

Well, look at you.

You ain't worthy of Christie McCawley.

- Yes, he is!
- MAN: Whoo!

Defend my honour, Alak.

Kick his ass.

(WHISTLING)

CROWD: Oh!

On the eve of your wedding,
you've defeated your savage brothers.

Now, it's time to taste
the fruits of your victory.

I'm ready for you, husband.

(CROWN CHANTING)

Hi, boys.

MAN: Ooh!

(SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)

Seeming is being.

Claim your wife.

Another round, Jered!
Koni shots for everyone!

- (CROWD CHEERING)
- Casti bums.

Not until we get to see you
pony-mount your bride, huh?

MAN: Yeah!

Uh... Ritual coitus is so old school. It's 2046.

What? Are you saying no to your bride?

Are you?

Look, the thing is, Tirra, my real bride
would probably have a problem with this.

Come on, man, nobody's gonna know.

Let it go, Kupak.

I guess that's what happens
when you hook up with a human?

Pink meat makes your JON-du-ra go soft.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Hey!

Is that a hand?

- MAN: What is it?
- (SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)

Awesome.

(CROWD GASP)

Holy shtako.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Fa-vi Tarr.

STAHMA: Christie.

You are a vision.

It's all because of Kenya.
She made this dress.

She does have an amazing touch.

Well, it's only been worn once,

and it looks much better on you
than it ever did on me.

Kenya, I'm sure you were a stunning bride.

In another lifetime.

I'll see you both tomorrow.

Christie.

In human tradition,

I understand the mother of the bride

gives her daughter something borrowed
to wear during the ceremony.

As your mother's not with us,

I thought I would give you
something I wore at my wedding.

When we boarded the Ark,
we were only allowed to bring three items.

I took my family gem, my diary, and this.

It's called a telo.

How do I wear it?

I'll show you.

My mother wore it
and her mother before that.

You know, the human phrase
"daughter-in-law" is so cold, so distant.

Our word, "hanya tavo,"
means "heart daughter."

You are my hanya tavo, Christie.

Um...

I can't see anything.

You're not supposed to.

In Castithan tradition, the bride is blind

until her betrothed opens her eyes
at the end of the ceremony.

I'll never forget the moment
my hand-maidens lifted my telo.

At first, the light was so bright...

But then, after a moment,

he came into focus, my new husband.

It was magical.

It's beautiful.

I'm looking forward to this wedding tonight.

This town needs a party.

Weddings are stupid.

Okay.

See, most people, Irisa,
they don't do everything alone.

They think life's more meaningful
with someone at their side.

Some even like to celebrate this idea
with friends and family.

You're going, right?

Hmm...

You're going. You're gonna be my date.

I don't date.

Why not?

I'm from the Badlands.

You see, when I first came to Defiance,

I was nothing but a card hustler
who couldn't read or write,

never thought I'd amount to anything.

And now I'm wearing a badge.

People change.

You're an idiot.

So are you.

NOLAN: The wound's triangular.

- A paperweight?
- Possibly.

Whatever it was, our John Doe
took one pretty hard to the coconut.

Well, that's one helluva big damn rock.

Obviously, robbery wasn't a motive.

TOMMY: I've seen that ring before.

This is no John Doe. His name is Hunter Bell.

Who's that?

He owned the NeedWant
back when it was just a hotel and bar.

HUNTER: Slow down, hot-shot.

Nobody cheats in my establishment but me.

- I'm not cheating.
- (SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)

Let's cut the punk open
and see what spills out.

Back off, Datak. I got this.

Kenya! Bring these gentlemen a free round.

Let's go.

What are you thinking,
trying to hustle at my poker table?

I'm thinking, "Damn,
I'm gonna get rich off these Casti punks."

(CHUCKLES)

Well, they're crap players, you got that right.

You gonna cut me?

First lesson's free.

So is this one.

You're not as slick with the cards
as you think.

Come with me.

Hey, Lawkeeper. Clancy!

Hey, Hunter. Who's the kid?

My friend here
just got off the truck from Yosemite.

He needs a bed and a job.

- Does he mind scrubbing toilets?
- Oh, he can't get enough of it.

NOLAN: So you and this guy were close?

TOMMY: Not exactly, but he helped me.

I owed him.

When did he go missing?

About seven years ago, give or take.

I'd only been on the job three days
when I caught my first case.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

My husband's missing.

TOMMY: Hunter had a lot of enemies.

And most people figured he'd blown town.

Except me.

I found one drop of blood, that's it.

If it was murder, why isn't there more blood?

Somebody cleaned the floor.

- They missed a drop.
- Yeah.

Look, Hunter was a... He owed money.

He got into a fight and lost a little blood,
and he hightailed it out of Defiance.

No, look.

Okay, I've never owned a home,
never owned a business.

But, in this day and age,

a man doesn't simply walk away
from their accomplishments.

- You're right.
- Yeah. Not a man like Hunter.

I think someone killed him.

Turns out I was right.

We've been in town, what, four months?

Never heard Kenya
mention a missing husband.

How do you know it's Hunter?

- (EXHALES)
- NOLAN: I'm sorry.

Hunter owned the NeedWant.

When he was gone, you took over, right?

It was in his will, which is the same answer
that I gave you seven years ago.

Tommy, you wanna give us a minute?

People thought that he ran off.

But I knew that he wouldn't do that.

You guys had a good thing?

KENYA: Stop!

(SCREAMS)

I miss him a lot.

I feel weird officiating this wedding.

Well, Rafe asked you personally.

Yeah, but that was before
Datak was my opponent.

The whole town will see you standing
up there looking authoritative and elegant.

It's good politics.

You know, Datak's putting all his resources
into this campaign.

Should I be worried?

Now, listen.

You have a very strong track record
and my endorsement.

If Datak's going to beat you,

he's going to need a lot more ammunition
than he's got right now.

WOMAN: Madame Mayor.

NICKY: Oh, Nolan. Tommy.

You boys excited about the wedding?

I hope you're both going to
save a dance for me.

Yes, ma'am.

We found Hunter Bell's corpse.

- Oh, my God.
- Where was it?

He'd been murdered, his body
stashed in a hollow wall in the NeedWant.

AMANDA: What is this?

I thought you said he stopped.

This is just something
I got caught in a drawer.

Here's to you, my big sister,
the new Assistant Mayor.

Hunter's never going to stop.

Someday,
you're gonna be running this town.

He's never going to change.

Hunter sees something in me
that no one else does.

- Oh, stop being so stupid!
- Hunter loves me...

He's going to kill you!

Look at the choices
that you make with your life.

Look what you did to Connor,
look what you did to your own baby.

You don't even want to
let anybody into your life.

I have someone in my life. You.

- And I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you.
- I think I'm old enough to look after myself.

No, you can't, Kenya.

And if it comes to it,

I will do whatever it takes to make sure
he never lays a hand on you again.

NOLAN: You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Mayor Nicky, I'm gonna have to
ask Mayor Rosewater some questions.

Yes, of course.

I'm really sorry about Mr Bell.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

- Hunter Bell was your brother-in-law, right?
- Yes.

You would have known him pretty well.
What was he like?

Charming, rich, handsome.

Maybe a little bit dangerous?

(EXHALES)

He was a bully.

Did he, uh...

Did he bully your sister?

No.

He loved her. She loved him.
She was devastated when he disappeared.

- They're lying. Both of them.
- Maybe.

You know,
I think that Hunter was beating on Kenya,

and Amanda could've killed him
to protect her sister.

Or Kenya killed him
and Amanda's lying to protect her.

So what're you gonna do about it?

I'm gonna go home, put on
some fresh clothes and go to a wedding.

Nolan, a man was killed.

A bad man. A long time ago.

You're gonna try to bury this, aren't you?

It's my job to keep the peace,

not run around like Sherlock Holmes
chasing old ghosts.

And what about justice?

Make sure you wear a tie tonight.

My daughter is not wearing this hockey mask
at her wedding.

This is an heirloom. Show some respect.

She'll be able to see
when she's walking down the aisle

and folks will be able to see her.

A Castithan wedding isn't a wedding
if the bride doesn't wear her telo.

I'm the one footing the bill for this thing.

Christie wears what I say she wears.

You humans believe you're so superior.

The truth is, you're primitives.

Your minds are dull. Your hands are clumsy.

- (SCOFFS)
- The scent of your pink skin sickens me.

Does this skin look pink to you?

Oh, you all look the same.

Let me ask you something.

You hate humans so much.

Why are letting your boy marry one?

Alak wishes it.

No.

You've been good with this the whole time.

So, I gotta ask myself, what's your angle?

What do you get out of this wedding?

I believe in love.

You know, I was thinking
about how the McCawley Mines

were built on land
stolen from Irathient settlers.

Now, that's a tainted legacy
that I do not want to leave to our kids.

So when I die,

my mines go to a trust benefitting
the Irathient population of Defiance.

You do think I'm doing the right thing,
don't you, Datak?

Oh, they're your mines, Rafe.
I don't care what you do with them.

Good.

Breakfast is on me.

(DATAK SHOUTING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE)

The wedding is off!

Datak, I understand you're upset, but if
Christie does not want to wear the telo...

It's not about the gwoking telo!

Rafe McCawley
has written Christie out of his will.

The mines are going to the I-raths!

Rafe may say that now, but be patient.

Once his first grandchild arrives,
he'll reconsider.

I will not wait.

Instead, I will win this election.

Then, when I'm mayor, I will find a way to
take the mines away from Rafe McCawley!

How does Alak feel about this?

Alak's a child. He'll get over it.

My parents would not have wanted me
to marry you.

And yet, here we are.

Alak is more pliable
than either of us at his age.

We were immigrants.
We were strong because we had to be.

Alak will never have to endure
the same hardships we did,

and I thank RA-yet-so for that.

Don't you want him to be happy?

Our son loves this human girl.

She makes him smile.

She lifts his spirits in a way
that nobody else can.

A Castithan woman
can lift his spirits just fine.

Alak is of this new world.

He doesn't see the humans the way we do.

He sees beauty in them.

Kindness.

Then he's lost the sense of smell.

Maybe you have, too.

I'm calling the priest.

Perhaps Alak should be the first
to hear of your decision.

You know,
Nolan should really be here right now.

It's a waste of time.

Yeah.
Looking for evidence is a big waste of time.

- You want evidence?
- You know, if I ran things,

I'd have five deputies
combing over every inch of this place.

You don't need five deputies.

What is that, a hair?

Whisker. Liberata.

Jered.

Jered, the bartender,
was working here when Hunter owned it.

Jered, it's Tommy. You around?

Jered?

- It's locked.
- So?

So we've gotta go back to Nolan and get
a warrant or something. We can't just...

Can't just what?

NOLAN: Poor Jered.

His throat's been slit earlobe to earlobe.

Just like Elah Bandik.

Someone didn't want him to talk.

- Why are his fingers like that?
- I don't know. Maybe nitrogen deprivation.

This has all the markings of a Casti hit.

When I was about your age,

the Arks were going through
their final preparations.

I had just won passage playing i-VA-li.

But my father refused to leave home.

I... I don't understand.
Why would he stay on a dying planet?

He said if the suns were to
swallow up our world,

he needed to be
inside the walls of the holy temple.

He could not
leave the Castithan scrolls unattended.

Not even in the face of death.

Do you know why?

No.

Because he had made that promise
to his own father.

Um...

Fine. Yeah...
No, I'll talk to Christie about the telo.

When I gave you permission
to marry outside of our race,

I knew it was a dishonour
to my father's memory.

But I let you and your mother sway me.

I was wrong.

But, Dad... No. I...

I regret allowing it to have come this far,
but you are my only son, Alak,

and our Castithan blood will not be diluted.

Do you understand?

No, no, no. I don't understand, okay?
I love her.

This is bullshtak.

Watch yourself.

Without the name Tarr, you're nothing.

Nothing but a street haint
with dyed hair and a record collection.

"Street haint"?

Isn't that how you see yourself?

You're always talking about

how you pulled yourself out of the mud
and made the humans respect you?

I said to watch your tongue.

I don't give a kanga rat's ass
about the sacred scrolls.

All right, maybe your father chose to die
guarding a bunch of stupid papers,

but I wasn't born on Casti.
I was born on Earth, just like Christie.

And we're getting married.

I didn't expect you to be happy about this,
but you will obey my wishes.

Or what? You're gonna slit my throat?
That's the Casti way.

I'll give you time to cool off.

- Datak.
- Not now, Lawkeeper.

- It can't wait.
- It will wait.

- Datak Tarr, you're under arrest.
- On what charges?

(GRUNTS)

For the murder of
Jered Kikema and Hunter Bell.

She's in there.

Hey!

Hey.

I'm so excited.

I even decided to wear the telo.

I know I said I didn't want to.
But then I was thinking...

My wedding,

my dream of what I wanted it to be like
when I was a little kid.

That's never going to happen,

because my mom won't be there,
my brothers won't be there.

All that matters is that you're there.

And if it makes your parents happy for me
to wear a metal mask over my face,

- then so be it.
- Christie.

There's something I need to tell you.

RAFE: Christie.

What did you do?

What did you say to her?

It's my father. He...
He's trying to stop the wedding.

I don't know what to do.

I can't live without her.

You really love her, don't you?

Yes, sir.

Well, then that's all that matters.

Why in the three hells would I kill
a knee-high Liberata bartender?

Maybe because he knew
you killed Hunter Bell.

Or maybe because
he helped you hide the corpse.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

- You don't recognise this?
- No.

Really? 'Cause we found that in your closet.

And that handle, that matches the caved-in
part of Bell's skull like a key fits a lock.

Well, I've never seen it before in my life.

Tommy tells me that you and Bell
were in business together.

Yeah, you might say that...

You're asking for a raise?

I'm asking for a stake. I built this tent.

I quadrupled profits every month.
I deserve it.

Well, look who's all grown up.

When I first came to town,
you were running brawls in dark alleys,

jacking rollers on Urdu Street.

My money made you, Tarr.
Don't ever forget that.

With all due respect,

I suggest you reconsider.

You know, in some cultures,

when a man challenges the chief,
there's a fight

until only one of them is left standing.

You want power?

Power isn't seen. It's felt.

How does that feel?

HUNTER: Get up!

All right, come on!

What's wrong, can't win a fair fight?

I win. That's all that matters.

(GUN COCKS)

Drop the blade or I drop you.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

I believe your life expectancy
has taken a turn for the worse.

Why did you do it?

Well, call me old-fashioned,
but I believe in a fair fight.

Yes, you are old-fashioned, right down to
your choice of antique weapons.

I like to hit what I'm aiming at,
and my aim isn't always too good.

I'll try to remember that.

That clown is making a move on my mines.

I imagine you've no intention
of allowing that to happen.

See, normally, I wouldn't think
you and I have much in common.

But when it comes to our friend Hunter Bell,
I think we do.

Let me buy you a drink.

I wish I had the pleasure of hearing
Hunter Bell's last breath,

but I'm afraid someone else beat me to it.

Whoever it is, they're trying to frame me.
They planted that walking stick in my closet.

Any idea who?

I pay my taxes so people like you
can figure things like that out.

(GRUNTS)

Get outta here! Go on.

What was that?

Theatre.

Datak Tarr is an egomaniac.

If he had killed Hunter Bell,
that body wouldn't be holed up in a wall.

It'd be on display in the town square.

So, then why did we bring him in here?

Now he's good and riled up,

maybe he'll lead us to the person
who framed him, the real killer.

You knew this this whole time.
Why didn't you tell me?

I thought you'd be more convincing this way.

Where I come from,
framing a man is the act of a coward.

Tarr, I don't know what you're talking about.

Hunter Bell.
You had as much reason to kill him as I did.

Why not just have the JON-du-ra to admit it
instead of implicating me?

You really think I killed that sack of shtako?

Well, if you didn't do it, who did?

Don't know, don't care.
I have a wedding to attend.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, the wedding is off.

That's what Alak said at first.

Then we started talking.

Your son loves my daughter,
and my daughter loves him,

and that's good enough for me.

Oh, he may never get my mines,
but I will look out for him,

and I will make sure that those kids have
a wedding that they will always remember.

Oh, please.

Um...

We should get over there.
The ceremony's about to begin.

(CURSING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE)

Dr Yewll? I got your message.

I'm just on my way to the wedding.

I won't keep you long.

Would you mind locking the door?

Have you come to a decision?

Are we partners again?

We'll get so much farther working together.

This isn't about the artefact.

Our favourite Liberata bartender
was killed today.

Oh, no. How sad.

A Casti charge blade slit his throat.

Oh, Datak Tarr.
(CHUCKLES) Why am I not surprised?

Nicolette.

It's me you're talking to.

I had no choice.

He was the only person
who knew that we killed Hunter Bell.

DOC: There was no reason to hurt him.

Jered's known the truth for seven years
and he never said a word.

It was pre-emptive.

I was exposed once, Doctor.

I couldn't risk that happening again.

DOC: Well, vision seems
to be functioning okay.

Well, I told you, I'm fine.

It's just this damn ache in my arm and leg.

Okay. Well, let's take a look at it.

Okay, wiggle your fingers.

How did you get in here?

Kenya slipped. I needed some salve.

Well, get out.

This is a sterile environment.

(CHUCKLES)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

I thought you might come by.

Excuse the renovations.

Drink, ladies?

Or should I call you something else?

(LAUGHS)

I'm afraid there's been a misunderstanding.

Yes. There certainly has.

The citizens of this town
believe their mayor is a human being.

- What do you want?
- Well, let's start with the truth,

because I am bubbling over with curiosity.

I am an Indogene, Mr Bell.

- Nicky...
- Camouflaged biologically to appear human.

- What are you, some sort of spy?
- (LAUGHS)

There is something very important
in this town, Mr Bell.

In the wrong hands,
it could be very dangerous.

We're here to prevent that happening.

We're here to protect Earth.

Yeah? For my kind or your kind?

For all kinds.

Well, I don't want to get in the way
of your important job,

so, why don't you give me a cool 100 G
to keep that secret of yours nice and safe?

(CHUCKLES)

Oh, I've heard
what an enterprising young man you are.

Quite the negotiator to boot.

This isn't a negotiation.

You're right about that.

- (GROANS)
- (DOC SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE)

Oh, my God!

You psycho piece of shtako!

You JEK-king killed him!

I was afraid I hadn't hit him hard enough.

Oh... Jered, dear, would you mind
helping us clean up this mess?

Relax, Doctor.

It's all cleaned up.

It's over.

- Yes, I suppose it is.
- (MOANS)

You know, when I first came to this town,
I wanted to start over.

I wanted to right my wrongs. And you...

Well, you told me
everything that I wanted to hear.

You were my inspiration.

But you changed.

You unleashed the Volge, Nicky.

You murdered a harmless bartender.

It has become painfully clear to me

that there is no end to the lives
that you're willing to sacrifice

for what you call "the greater good."

If I can't trust you
with a simple walking stick,

how am I supposed to trust you
with a genocidal weapon?

The first needle was a paralytic.

It'll stop you from struggling,
and also from experiencing pain.

You know, I've changed, too.

I've become a healer instead of a destroyer.

And that's why I'm so sorry
for what I have to do.

But it's for the greater good.

Goodbye, old friend.

There.

You look beautiful.

I didn't think I'd be this nervous.

You have nothing to be nervous about

as long as you remember that your husband
is your partner and your equal.

And you are never gonna let him
treat you as anything less.

No.

Christie, can I have a word with you, please?

Good luck.

Bye, Stahma.

I understand
you're not comfortable wearing the telo.

Oh, it's all right, really...

So I made this for you instead.

An old world bridal veil?

I copied it from a book.

- Stahma, you didn't have to.
- I wanted to.

As my grandmother said to my mother
on the day of her wedding...

(SINGING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE)

And the bride from darkness comes

into the light

of her shining groom.

(SINGING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE)

Datak accused Rafe of framing him.

- But I don't buy it.
- Nor do I.

Dad.

It's okay, Alak. Here, give me your hand.

You okay?

Weddings are just weird for me.

Yeah, I get that.

Wow.

No knives.

- Why is she not wearing the telo?
- STAHMA: I don't know.

- Nicky isn't here.
- That's strange.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Jered's fingers.

I knew I'd seen that somewhere before.

The Liberatas, during the war,

when the E.M.C. Used oxygen bombs,
that's what they looked like.

Liberatas breathe nitrogen, not oxygen.

Oxygen poisoning.

NICKY: Today is a special day,
an important day for Defiance.

That's why I didn't want to spoil it
with my presence.

I killed Hunter Bell for what I thought
was the betterment of this town.

When his body was recently discovered,

I killed Jered Kikema
whose only crime was witnessing my own.

I realise it's only a matter of time
before the lawkeeper discovers the truth.

With my health,
I'll never survive Vegas Prison.

So I've decided to end my life.

I told myself
I was acting for the greater good,

but that kind of thinking
leads you down a dark road.

I can only hope I've left the town I love
in better hands than my own.

I'm sorry.

- She used to be good people.
- Well, sometimes good people do bad things.

Congratulations, kid.

You solved your first case.

Yeah, it's just, I can't believe it.

- Mayor Nicky.
- I know.

People are a mystery, kid,
sometimes even to themselves.

And they all have secrets.

Only rule I know is that every time you think
you have 'em figured out, they change.

We all do.