All language subtitles for 4_1883.S01E04.1080p_English

- (Money for nothing by dire straits)
- Mtv...

(Peaceful music playing)

Elsa: This place seems confused
by the rules of night and day.

Or perhaps it simply ignores them,

refusing to cool when the sun fades.

It's as if god has not yet decided
what this place should become.

Will it be desert?

Will it be prairie?

Every living thing is armed
with thorns and horns and fangs

as the land wages war on itself,
seeking the answer...

I knew that war.

That war between
what you should become,

and what you could become.

I looked at this place
and saw my unfinished soul.

I looked at this place
and knew, for me...

That war was over.

I know what I am now.

I'm a cowboy.

(Dramatic music playing)

(German and slavic chatter)

It seems the farther
we get from civilization,

the more of its rules we leave behind.

Its traditions.

Its inhibitions...

The farther west we travel,

the more those rules and customs
become a burden.

(German and slavic chatter)

(Soothing music playing)

(German and slavic chatter)

(Panting)

You speak English?

Sorry. No English.

Alina.

(Speaks slavic)

Wife English.

Oh, um...

What do you call those?

Pants.

In his language.

Pantaloni.

Ask him if he has more.

I know he has more because I made them.

- Can I trade for some?
- Trade.

I give you something and you give...

I know what trade is.

Why you want my husband's pants?

Tired of blisters from the saddle.

Let's talk trade.

- What do you want?
- What do you have?

- What do you need?
- We need everything.

(German and slavic chatter)

It's gold.

What good is gold to me out here?

If everything is what you need,
gold can buy it.

Oh. I just walk over to store then.

There's stores in abilene.

Why you have gold?

Why I have it is none of your business.

Then you stole it and we have no trade.

Wait.

My father made jewelry
of his money to hide it.

He hid some on me.

Not yours to hide anymore.

I get you pants.

(Chuckles)

There is pants.

Should fit you. Too small for him.

But you have skinny hips.

You think so?

I know. I looking at you.

When you have baby, its head coming out

looking like eggplant.

What's eggplant?

(German and slavic chatter)

(Chuckles)

Can you do that to my dress?

(Soothing acoustic music playing)

(Kissing noises)

What's the matter, never seen
a woman in pants before?

Naw, I think you're the first.

Hey, cut it out.

(Clicks tongue)

(Laughs)

It's not the worst idea you've had.

I don't want to know
where the pants came from.

- I traded for them...
- I said I don't want to know.

(Sigh)

Traded what?

Never mind. I don't want to know.

- (Clicks tongue)
- (Chuckles)

- What time's the meeting?
- Now.

You want me to come?

No, stay with the herd.
I saw wolf tracks by the river.

That one of them gypsies?

Sorta.

I'll bring you supper.

Hey, bring me two.

(Theme music playing)

(Serene music playing)

River looked pretty deep to me.

It's high.

Maybe we should've crossed
the red where we was.

Now we're crossing two rivers...

We're gonna cross 20 before we're done.

I didn't see a decent place
to cross here.

There's one a few miles up.

There's a spot wild cattle use.

Ground pretty rocky.

How deep?

- It's a swim.
- (German and slavic chatter)

Your people know how to swim?

It's illegal where we are from.

To swim?

Where I am from they whip the bodies
of the drowned before they are buried.

For getting in a river
in the first place.

We don't swim.

We could get the cattle across first

then get as many over horseback
as we can,

then the wagons.

Look, my two cents?

If we run the cattle over first
they're gonna make soup out of the bank.

You get a wagon stuck

and you've got a trafficjam
in the middle of the river.

I seen it, and you don't want to.

Ferry folks over then send the wagons.

Then bring the herd.

How many folks you need
to hold the herd?

Don't worry about the herd,
I'll get the herd across,

you just keep those wagons off the bank
or I'm gonna have a trafficjam too.

(German and slavic chatter)

Can you help us ferry folks across?

I can do that.

That means
your wife has to drive a wagon.

My wife could back a wagon
through the doors of a saloon.

She'll be fine.

We'll cross in the morning.

Wait till it warms up.

Let everything get hot
and a little tired.

Animals will be more ready
to get in the river then.

That's rain over there.

Rain over there is a higher river here.

It's high already.

By the time I get these misfits moving
it'll be midday, farmer.

Don't you worry about it.

I ain't no fucking farmer.

You were.

I was a captain, too.

I don't call myself that either...

(German and slavic chatter)

Captain.

(Clears throat)

Steal some hard tack, if you don't mind.

There's some biscuits
in my teepee and some bacon.

How old's the biscuits?

They're new enough.

Thought we was getting a cook.

Abilene.

How bout we kill one of them beefs
when we get across the river?

We'll kill a beef when we have a cook
to butcher it.

This ain't the part of the trip
where we skinny up.

This is the part where we get fat.

The skinny part's coming.

We butcher it ourselves,
we'll waste most of it.

Run through that herd in a month.

Then we ain't skinnying up,
we're starving.

Hm. Well, have a look around, captain.

We're starving already. (Clicks tongue)

(German and slavic chatter)

This talking back is getting contagious.

You need to have a word
with that farmer.

A word that sticks.

Let me do it, I'll make sure it sticks.

By the time we get to the territories,

we're gonna need
all the fight he's got in him.

They whip the bodies
because it's illegal to swim.

Illegal to do everything.

Except pay taxes.

(German and slavic chatter)

(Sighs)

Oregon.

You've seen it?

I've seen it.

What was it like?

It's worth the risk
if that's what you're asking.

That's what I'm asking.

(Soft dramatic music playing)

Once we cross the brazos...

No turning back.

Nope.

It takes a lot to surprise me, Thomas.

These people, they've never been
allowed to think for themselves.

Now they can hardly think at all.

The fact they ain't headed for galveston

and begging their way on a boat for home
shocks me.

It shocks me, Thomas.

That they haven't quit yet.

Don't know why them folks wanna go home.

Their home sounds like hell.

'Cause it's the hell they know.

Most terrifying thing on this planet
is the unknown.

That's 'cause you ain't never
been whipped, captain.

Let someone put a whip to your back

and tell me the unknown
is what scares you.

These folks ain't never going home.

(Soft dramatic music playing)

(Soothing music playing)

(Unsects)

Hey...

We'll have to break camp
and cross the river tonight.

Why tonight?

It ain't safe to be behind them.

You think crossing alone
at night is safer?

These folks are gonna need help,
we can't help if we're one of them.

What about Elsa?

I'll get her.

(Deep breath)

I'll hook the team.

(Elsa singing) Beautiful dreamer

wake unto me

starlight and dewdrops
are waiting for thee

sounds of the rude world

heard in the day

lull'd by the moonli...

(Rustling)

Don't stop.

Sta...

I can't... I can't.

Why not?

I'm shy.

Since when were you shy?

Well, with singing I'm shy.

I just...

Worry it won't sound good.

Cow don't care how it sounds.

Hell, I sing to them all night,
and I ain't shy about it.

You probably should be.

- (Snorts)
- (Laughs)

Well, you sure ain't shy
about hard timing me.

No, that comes pretty easy to me.

Well...

Somebody gotta sing to 'em.

(Singing) Beautiful dreamer

wake unto me

starlight and dewdrops
are waiting for thee

sounds of the rude world

heard in the day

lull'd by the moon...

Guess I'm the one being forward now.

I'm sorry, I probably should...

Do it again.

(Romantic violin music playing)

You gonna shoot me?

Thinking about it.

We're moving the wagon across the river.

When?

Now.

I should stay with the herd.
It takes three to move it.

Herd ain't going nowhere
with you two swapping supper.

You got a job to do. Y'all do it.

Yessir.

Daddy.

You mad?

You like him?

I do.

Then why would I be mad?

I can't treat you like an adult
when it suits me

and a child when I'm worried.

You're one or the other.

Your mother

is gonna be a different story.

You gonna tell her?

Hell, no. I ain't gonna tell her.

You're gonna tell her.

(Soft music playing)

Y'all hold the herd till every wagon
is across that river.

Yessir.

(Sighs)

(Clicks tongue)

He ain't gonna shoot me?

No, he said I could shoot you.

If you act up.

Well, acting up is my only skill.

No, it ain't.

Do it again.

- (Laughs)
- Come here.

Oh, no, don't go wasting
your supplies on me, ma'am.

You just... just keep them children fed.

You fed, too.

I would have no supplies
if it weren't for you.

(German and slavic chatter)

What're you doing?

Watching.

Don't do that.

Why not?

Marrying a black man ain't gonna
solve your problems, ma'am.

It's gonna create
a whole bunch of new ones.

This is free country.

There's degrees of free, ma'am.

What does that mean?

Government can tell me who to love?

Your government says you can't swim.

Can't protect yourself.

Damn right government
can tell you who to love.

And how to love 'em.

They shouldn't.

But they can.

(German and slavic chatter)

Then we go somewhere they can't.

(Chuckles)

Ma'am, you don't want
nothin' to do with me.

I'm too old.

Too set in my ways.

I don't like talking.

I like sleeping outside
and I like bathing in a river.

That ain't what a woman wants.

Men have no idea what women want.

(Chuckles) Can't argue that.

Know why?

Because they never ask.

What do you want?

I want to watch you eat.

(Grumbles)

Okay.

(Acoustic music playing)

(Wolf howls)

Wolf.

Mm-hmm.

Even here there are wolves.

(Howling)

Awoo.

(Giggles)

(Coyote yips)

What the hell was that?

I don't know.

Oregon is not like this?

Oregon is...

Mountains...

And green grass to your hips...

All the way to the ocean.

Where you walk ankle deep in water.

Oregon is paradise.

I hope so.

I promise.

And then a family?

And then we make a family.

Then we have a family.

We start making it tonight.

(Coyotes yipping)

(Tense music playing)

(Urges horse)

Looks deep.

- Well, it ain't shallow.
- (Sigh)

- You take John with you.
- Yes, ma'am.

Come on, son.

There ain't nothing
on this wagon worth dying for.

If it goes under,
you get clear of these horses.

Let all this mess go down river.

You swim upriver, I'll come get you.

Nervous?

I'm fine.

I love you.

Why'd you say that?

Because I want you to know it.

Now I'm nervous.

(Tense music playing)

Hey! Hey!

(Shouting)

Whoa, that was fun!

Did you have fun, mama?

Yeah, a real hoot, son.

Close your eyes, son.

Cover his ears.

This is harder
than you said it would be.

I told you it was gonna take
everything we had and then some.

You should've explained
what "everything" meant.

(Cannon blast)

(Cannon blast)

(Wind blows)

(Cannon blast)

(Wind blows)

(Gunfire)

(Men shouting)

That's why I don't like to sleep.

Ain't the first time I seen it.

Ain't never seen it from you.

You sleep like a goddam baby.

I've never understood it.

The way I grew up?

Things I seen? Shit...

Wasn't scared of no nightmare.

Hell, we went to sleep to escape 'em...

I made coffee.

(Tense music playing)

(Grunts)

Morning.

Morning, captain.

(Upbeat acoustic music playing)

What happened to "wait till it warms?"

I didn't mean me.

More current than it looks
and a deep channel in the middle.

Heavy wagons will get bogged.

Well... if they can't cross here
they got no business going any farther.

They got no business going this far.

One could argue none of us do.

Guess I'll bring 'em.

We'll be waiting.

Will you?

I said I'll help. I'll help.

(Soothing music playing)

Elsa: There are few things
that focus one solely on the present.

Terror is one.

Grief another.

But nothing washes the world away

like the lips of another.

Seems an odd custom,

strangers putting their mouths together

and exploring each other
with their tongues.

When you think about it,
kissing makes no sense at all.

Morning.

Mm. That it is...

It's been morning for a good bit now.

Sorry.

Catching up on your beauty sleep,
I guess.

Lord knows you don't need much of that.

(Soft piano music playing)

Come on. Let's work.

Come on.

(Piano music continues)

- You hold the right, all right?
- Okay.

(Clicks tongue) Come on.

Come on, we're going to
push it to the water.

Come on, cows.

Elsa: What a silly thing, kissing.

What a pointless, purposeless thing.

And I couldn't wait for another.

(German and slavic chatter)

River Rose overnight.

How much?

Enough.

We need to lighten these wagons.

If it ain't absolutely necessary
it doesn't make the trip.

(Speaking German)

Can we come back
for the things we leave?

How we gonna do that?

If it's too heavy,
here's where it stays. Let's go.

(Speaking German)

We will get to Oregon with nothing.

How do we make our lives with nothing?

Josef?

(Speaking German)

Josefl

(grunting)

Don't know how his horses
drug this around on dry ground.

(Woman speaking slavic)

It's too heavy.

Get all this shit out of there.

Unpack your wagon.

(German and slavic chatter)

Goddammit.

Look at this.

What did I tell you in fort worth?

I said if it is not absolutely necessary
it does not make the trip.

It is necessary. He's a musician.

No, he's not a musician!

And you're not a carpenter,
and he's not a fucking blacksmith.

You are pioneers, and that's all
you are until you get there.

You have no home, no job, no farm.

You have the journey, that's it.

(Speaking German)

(Speaking Russian)

What's he sayin'?

He says these things,
they can't be replaced.

You are sending him to Oregon
to be a beggar on the streets.

These are his choices:
He unloads his wagon.

He goes back to fort worth,

or I burn his wagon to the ground.
Tell him.

(German and slavic chatter)

- (Speaking German)
- (Speaking Russian)

(Sobbing)

They're gonna hate you.

At least they'll be alive to do it.

(German and slavic chatter)

(Dramatic music playing)

(German and slavic chatter)

(Dramatic music playing)

(German and slavic chatter)

We cross that?

Josef?

We go across that?

Yes. We go across it.

(Dramatic music playing)

(German and slavic chatter)

(German and slavic chatter)

(Shrieking)

You're fine, you're fine.

(Screaming)

(Panting)

Show me that trench.

Starts right here.

You gotta stay to the right
of that spot.

I know it, captain. I passed the word.

Just hope these folks stay patient.

Cool heads cross rivers.

Hot heads drown.

Gonna pull wagons.

If someone falls off,

toss them a rope
and pull 'em to the bank.

Don't let them reach your horse.

They'll drag you off.

Why would they drag me off?

'Cause when people panic
that's what they do.

If you come out of the saddle,
that dress'll drown you.

Oh, my god.

I guess we're gonna
get to know each other

a lot better after this day.

(Melancholy music playing)

Looks like they came to their senses
and lightened up.

A river'll do that to ya.

Strange they'd just leave it.

Should've left it in town.

Once we get to Kansas...

Hell, it looks like ajunk yard, all the
things folks dump at the river bank.

Ovens, bath tubs,

wind mill blades
as big as the wagon it was in.

I swear, folks must think
the way west was paved.

(Plunking notes)

You play?

I do.

I did.

I guess I don't play anymore.

Well...

You can play once more.

(Plays piano)

(Plays "moonlight sonata" by Beethoven)

("Moon light sonata" continues)

("Moon light sonata" continues)

(Inaudible)

("Moon light sonata" continues)

("Moon light sonata" continues)

(Crying)

("Moon light sonata" continues)

(Sobbing)

(Panting)

Don't know any happy ones?

(Laughs)

(Sniffs)

Never had much interest
in the happy ones.

(Piano music playing)

Yee-hoo!

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

(Whistling)

Come on. Come on.

Come on! Hey!

Woop!

(Shouting, whooping)

(German and slavic chatter)

Elsa: Lhad abandoned
every memory of Tennessee,

as though I was born on this journey.

But I wasn't...

We were leaving a place
and seeking another.

And the journey was the necessary,

miserable road between the two.

Somehow I felt immune
to the dangers of this place.

As if the land and I had struck a deal.

I could pass unharmed
so long as I loved it.

And I did.

I loved everything about it.

But crossing the brazos
taught me there was no deal.

No matter how much we love it,

the land will never love us back.

(Dramatic music playing)