All language subtitles for Resistance S01E (3)

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My friend, Mr. Kinsella,
recommended this library.

I'll make sure he
gets it personally.

Seize everything.

Documents, equipment and her!

Leave her alone!

Him too.

Mr. Saunders, Inland Revenue.

How do you know he's
not from the Inland Revenue?

Because he carries a gun.

I asked you to
release the journalists?

I did.
Apart from one who died.

I'm shipping you out before
they start asking questions.

Where to, sir?
Cork.

The boy's important to us.

Who's 'us', Mr. Kinsella?

You need to give me the real
names of all Winter's special agents.

The only one I've heard
them mention is the 'Wolfhound.'

All I know is he's one of you.

GUNSHOTS

Hangman's on his way from England.

You're the only hope he has, Jimmy.

I've orders...

Orders to take prisoners Bradley
and Corcoran to Mountjoy Prison.

They not tell you?

They already took Corcoran.

I suppose it's just Bradley then.

On your own?

There's one out in the tender.

Up.

I said up!

Hold out your hands.

Am I going to have
to do this the hard way? Huh?

Am I?

Move!
Move!

Hey! Stop them.

Stop them.

GUNFIRE

There you are
darling, were you held up?

It would seem so.

Thank you.

Has it started?

I'm sure they'll wait for us.

What is this?

What do you think?

I think you should hold your nerve.

Mr. and Mrs. Butler, welcome.

We're now able to proceed
with this extraordinary meeting.

Mr. Butler, if you'd
like to sit by your wife.

Thank you all for coming,
I'll get straight to the point.

Butler's Bank is insolvent,
it's on the point of collapse.

And you the board, are,
by its articles of association,

personally
responsible to its depositors.

The Bank has made a series
of unsecured loans to a number of

Dublin businesses, headed
by gentlemen who, upon closer

inspection, appear not to exist.

Well it's my prerogative as
chairman and manager of the

day-to-day business of this bank to
extend credit where I consider it fit

and potentially profitable.

These loans far
exceed current deposits.

And given their
apparently fraudulent nature...

That is a slanderous accusation!

I will be obliged to call in
the police to close the bank;

and remove all documents
relating to them as evidence.

You sent them to me!

I didn't want
anything to do with them.

They were in need of a
bank loan and you are a banker.

They're an outlawed organisation.

They're the true government of
this country as expressed by the

will of the majority.

This is not the time
for your Republican nonsense.

And when they are recognised as
such, this bank, our bank, will be

the bankers to the new State.

As I said, hold your nerve.

Meanwhile, while I'm holding it and
while we're waiting for your friends

to be recognised as the true
government, if I don't give Maurice

Jacobs' name to Saunders,
the bank will be ruined.

And if I do,
Jacobs will have me killed.

Don't be silly,
Mr. Jacobs is a solicitor.

Who represents a bunch of murderers.
We're all on the same side.

Oh really, the same side?

Do you honestly think
they're fighting for us?

Every day I've clients coming to me
saying they're receiving threats of

being burnt out or of violence.

They're all moving to England.

We're no longer seen as
citizens of this country, Constance.

We're the enemy.
I'll talk to Daniel.

Oh, it's Daniel now, is it?

Senator Shea.

He will come up with something.

Harry?

Maurice Jacobs please.

Change quick, we need
to get rid of the vehicle!

What the hell, Jimmy?

You bringing these
along for the day out?

Had to hold up
the tender in a hurry.

What're you going to do with them?

Let them out, they can walk
back to town in their long johns.

They might know who we are already,
but they can now identify Seánie
now.

Goddamn.

Give us your gun, I'll do it.
I'll do it!

Get back!

GUNSHOTS

Thank you for coming
to identify him, Miss Drury.

Mr. Lennox.

Captain McLeod, his
body was beaten, I saw it.

I can't say, I
wasn't present when he died.

And the bullet wound?

What about it?
There was no blood.

We had the courtesy to clean him up.

It never bled.

It never bled because
his heart had already stopped.

Are you the expert on bullet wounds?
I know a thing or two.

He was shot after he was dead.

And why would we do that?
To fit the story you made up.

I'm warning you...

No, I'm warning you, I'm not
going to let this matter rest.

You know, there're several editors
in England who would love to hear
this story.

The men who were in charge
of him, they been questioned?

They've since been redeployed and
will be questioned in due course.

So can I quote you as saying
there'll be an official inquiry?

I'm not saying that.

If there's to be no inquiry
then let us have the body back.

That is perfectly reasonable,
if there's been no foul play,

let Miss Drury have him so
there might be a full examination.

I can't until it's decided whether
there is to be an official inquiry or
not.

Good day.

You haven't heard
the end of this, McLeod.

This is murder.

Take yourself and your friend out
of here or I'll arrest you, and I'll

show you firsthand exactly
how we treat our prisoners.

Thank you.

For standing up to him.

I'm sorry if I
said you were to blame.

I was upset.

You've no reason to apologise.

Shall we leave?

We know the flying
column's in this area.

Do we know what a
flying column looks like, Sarge?

It looks like, Finlay, a bunch of
Cork IRA pointing their guns at you.

We can't cover this
whole area before dark.

Not before they find us.
Exactly.

Which is why we've been
told to break up and spread out.

Group 1 Ard na Greine, Group 2
Coolagh Woods, Group 3 Rathnaruane.

Do not, I repeat,
do not engage the enemy.

Just take co-ordinates and
rendezvous back here in two hours.

Yes, Sarge.
I'll go with Richie.

No, you come with me Finlay.

Why?

So I can keep an eye on you.

It's all very well shaving lassies'
heads, these fellas will blow yours
off.

Two hours, stay safe.

Finlay!

A contribution.

The 'p's a bit tricky, I'm told.

Good.

I talked to a client,
he's in the printing game.

He owes me a favour.

We can use his mimeograph.

That's good news.

I hope to put
out an edition tonight.

We'll lead with Diarmuid's murder.

We can prove it was murder?

I saw his body.

You went to the Castle?

You shouldn't have.
Someone had to identify him.

He was murdered.

I'm sure of it.

So was Mr. Lennox.

If you want to be more involved,
there is a job that I thought you

could help us on.

I need a woman with a cool head.

It'll be dangerous.

Look who it is...
Joey!

Dr. Moore's above.

Did he know we were coming?

No, he came looking for you.

They knew what they were doing.

I'm sure it hurt like hell.

Even if it did I wouldn't give them
the satisfaction of admitting it.

It's illegal.
What they done to Joey's illegal.

We're talking about a child here.
She made a deal.

This is torture for her.

To have to spy for you,
while you've got her child.

I'm walking a cliff edge here, if
I go over it, you don't want me to

bring her with me, do you?

Find a way of letting
her see him at least.

See he's alright,
being looked after.

I can't.

She's my sister-in-law,
Jimmy, and that boy is my nephew.

So, please, find a way.

It's not that I don't want
you, it's that I currently can't.

If your mind's elsewhere, then
perhaps you too should be too.

I have work to do.

Just for tonight then.

Pardon the intrusion, Ma'am.

Mr. Butler.

Why did you let him in?

Leave us now, please.

You know I was
actually born in Ireland.

Ireland's loss was America's gain.

We were driven off our land.

My parents spent the last of their
money on passage to the States for

myself and my brother, but
he didn't survive the journey.

Oh well, it seems to
have worked out in the end.

For you, at least.

I don't get you, Butler.

Beautiful wife at home who needs
you, business going up in smoke,

and you're in this dump
screwing a two bit whore.

She's not a whore, she's a singer.

She's a two bit whore!

Listen, Shea...
No you listen.

I went by your bank.

There's a line of
angry customers down the street.

A captain should
remain with his ship.

I've taken the
necessary action to save it.

No thanks to you.

Your call to Mr. Jacobs?

Yes?

I understand your problem with the
accountant will soon be resolved.

How?

You told him to fix the situation,
now he's fixing the situation.

But that only takes
care of half the problem.

Those loan agreements need to
disappear, and the hole in your

accounts needs to be filled.

Go ahead, take a look.

DeValera's?

Mine.

That's $50,000.

I'm not doing
this as a favour to you.

This is only a loan which you will
repay to me in pounds sterling when

I require it.

You understand?

Tend to your business, Sir.

KNOCK ON DOOR DOWNSTAIRS

(Muffled voices)

KNOCK ON DOOR

Mr. Saunders, there's
a young lady at the door.

She's had a puncture, and wonders
if there's a man about who might be
able to help.

Of course, Mrs. Lyons,
just give me a moment.

Good evening.

I understand you're
in need of some assistance.

Thank you, sir,
I'd really appreciate it.

You're back, sir?

In spite of your best
endeavours, we are solvent once more.

You took these loan agreements from
my safe and showed them to Saunders.

I should fire you here and now.

It is unfortunate but Mr. Saunders
discovered the shortfall in our

accounts, which for the
life of me I couldn't explain.

I thought those
documents might help.

Mr. Saunders is Inland
Revenue and I've a legal duty...

What about your
duty to me, to the bank?

Well if perhaps you'd discussed
those loan agreements with me in the
first place.

Lucky for you it's worked out.

In future remember
who pays your salary.

Of course sir.

May I ask where
that money has come from?

You may.

Those businesses Mr. Saunders doubted
have repaid their loans in full.

American dollars?

They seem to have
attracted American investment.

You assure any of our customers who
are still worried, that the panic is
at an end.

Thank you.

I'd never have been able to
do it on my own, in the dark.

Never leave home
without a repair kit.

But the trick
with the bowl of water.

It's not a trick, it's science.

Air escaping from the puncture makes
bubbles in the water, that's how you

can tell where it is.

What if you don't
have a bowl of water?

A woman like you, nice soft skin.

Hold it under your chin.

Move the tube round until you
feel where the air's blowing from.

That's so clever.

Bicycling Corp,
Army, once upon a...

GUNSHOT

Where are you going?

I'm on an errand.
Papers?

I work in the Special
Auxiliary Unit at Dublin Castle.

I work for General Winter.

KNOCK ON DOOR

It's less suspicious
than you riding up front.

Have you papers if we're stopped?

We've all got papers.

Buy me a drink?

Of course, what's it to be?

Whiskey.

Two whiskeys.

So, why do you
need a drink so badly?

Diarmuid.

We need to wake him properly.

In that case, to Diarmuid.

Any sign?

No.

They should have
been here an hour ago.

We must have missed them.

We'll check again.

I'm damned if I'm going looking
for them in the dark, in a place full

of murdering Paddies.

We're looking for them,
Finlay, that's an order!

Are we here?
Out.

Close your eyes and turn around.

Hat off.

Step back.

Let's walk.

SOUND OF RUNNING WATER

KNOCK ON DOOR

It's me.

Who's this?

The boy's mother.

Come on.

Give them a few minutes.

Hello Tomás.

Do you remember me?

(Humming a tune)

Finished?

He's sleeping.

Well let's be going.

Can't see a bleeding
thing, for Christ's sake.

Finlay!

Bastards!
Finlay, shut it.

Murdering Paddy bastards!

Whoever did this
might still be out there.

Come out and fight like men!

SLAP

You led us into this,
you're a Paddy bastard and all!

LOUD SLAP

Pull yourself together, now
help us cut down our colleagues.

Another.

Haven't you had enough?

This is what the Irish do at wakes.

One more, then we're done.

I'll have as much as I
want, not as much as you decide.

This isn't how to
get over it, you know.

What's the way to get over it?

Not deny it.

I don't deny Diarmuid's death.

Is alcohol not a denial?

Of what?

Pain.

What do you know of pain?

I know no one has a monopoly on it.

Miss Sweeney.

Captain McLeod.

Where have you been?

Out.
Evidently.

I was seeing family.

General Winter sent me
to fetch you to the Castle.

Urgently.

And that was some time ago.

I'm sorry I wasn't here, Captain.

Let me freshen up
and I'll be with you.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Miss Sweeney!

Thank you Captain McLeod, would you
wait for me in the operations room.

Miss Sweeney, I'm very
sorry to bring you in so late.

My former colleague, my friend,
Albert Saunders was shot dead this

evening by Collins' murder squad.

That's terrible, I'm sorry, Sir.

Now I have to countance the
possibility that someone in this

unit is passing
information to the IRA.

I therefore need to get
my special agents to safety.

Now you have local
knowledge, you have my trust.

I want you to find them
new accommodation urgently.

Of course Sir.

Now, the list doesn't leave the
office, nor do you, until it's done.

Yes sir.

He's an accountant!
Bastards!

How did they know what he was up to?

For Christ's sake, how
did they know where he was?

Maybe it's a sign
we're getting to them.

Maybe it shows
Mr. Saunders was on to something.

Dublin 4325 please.

We have to show them
we can hit soft targets too.

That list you got from the paper.

We could pick a name?

Yeah.

And put the squeeze
on your Wolfhound fellow.

We're looking for some
urgent accommodation for them.

Find out how they're
passing the information.

I'll talk to him.

Thank you, I'll
pass on your details.

Dublin 6134 please.

Yes, hello I'm calling
from the AC Motor Car Company...

Simon Prendergast?

Yes, can I help...
GUNSHOT

That's all done, sir.

Here is the list.

You said for it
not to leave the office.

And here's is a note for Captain
McLeod, details of his new lodgings.

For when he returns.

Thank you, Miss Sweeney.

Was he a good friend, Mr. Saunders?

He was my quartermaster
sergeant during the war.

We fought many battles together.

Quite brilliant at logistics.

First rate accountant.

I'm sorry sir.

Yes, thank you.

Goodnight.

BELL RINGS

You need to hurry.

(Whispers)'T' 'S' 'T'.

That's them all.

I'll see he gets it.

Tell him that's the end of it.

Tell him I've kept my side
of the deal, he must keep his.

Leave by the back door, please.

Did they say who was shot?

Simon Prendergast.

God no.

Is he...
I don't know.

What's happening that
they're shooting judges?

You don't think it's
anything to do with Ursula?

Please, just go back to bed.

Be careful.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Is Mr. Brennan inside?

Who's looking for him?

Jimmy Mahon.

Should want to be
serious, this time of night.

Jimmy Mahon, it's been a while.

Mick.

A problem?

I needed to talk to you.

Why didn't you use Frank?

Why use the tailor?

That's for when the
whole gaff's about to blow.

Brogan doesn't trust my contact.

Why should he?

Because they gave me the accountant.

And now they've given me these.

Every last one.

You've checked them out?
Not yet.

But I'm sure they're good.

They also told me Winter's
got an informer, right inside the
organisation.

The Wolfhound?

How do you know?
Frank told me.

He did?

You know what else he told me?

He told me he thought it was you.

Me?

But that's...

You don't believe him?

I don't believe anything I can't see
the proof of with my own two eyes.

That's the way I have
to live these days, Jim.

We go back a long way, Mick.
That we do.

So do I and Frank Brogan, and Dick
McKee and Peadar Kearney and the
rest.

Proof Jim.

Check these names and
addresses out and bring me proof.

Then we'll see if
Frank's suspicions are unfounded.

Yes, sir.

KNOCK ON DOOR

So, it's true?
Hanging him at dawn.

To our fallen comrade,
Conor Joseph Corcoran.

Ar dheis dé go raibh a anam dílis.

# Of all the money that ere I spent,

# I spent it in good company.

# And of all the
harm that ere I done,

# Alas it was done to none but me.

# And all I've done for want of wit,

# I memory now I can't recall.

# So fill to me a parting glass.

# Goodnight and joy be to you all.

# But since it falls upon my lot

# That I should rise...

GUNFIRE

Get down!

# I will gently
rise and softly call,

# "Goodnight and
joy be with you all!"

Watch where you're going!
Sorry, Officer.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Where do you think you're going?

Didn't you get my list?

Winter's got men at
these addresses all right.

Welcoming party of Auxies with
machine guns waiting for us to come
knocking.

It's a trap, Miss Sweeney!

No, no, General Winter himself...

It was a trap.

It was a trap for me.

After Saunders was shot he
knew there was an informer inside.

He told me.

If your men had turned up at these
addresses, he'd know it was me.

You said he trusted you.

He did.

He can't be sure that it's
me or I'd already be arrested.

This was a test.
Why should I believe that?

You nearly got us all killed?

I would never endanger my child.

Maybe he's not even yours.

How can you say that?
I don't know.

You listen to me very very
carefully, you give me what I

need or you're never
going to see your son again.

I can't go back in there!

You said yourself,
they're not sure it's you.

Where is it?
Where's what?

You know what!
I don't know, I swear.

You better remember fast, otherwise
my men will burn this library to the
ground!

The book!
The tickets!

Put him in the tender.

No, no - please!

No!

Ar áis!

So?

I've let Dublin Command know.

And?
We wait.

It's all we can do now.

Here!

(Coughing)

Where are we?

Lord knows.

IRA?

The others?

Dead.

Are we?

Why not?

Hostages.

They patch me up?

I did.

I owe you.

Don't thank me just yet.

We're still here.

Here.

I'm going to die, aren't I?

I intend to get out of here.

See my wife and
children, I'll introduce you.

Might be a
civilising influence on you.

You've a brother, IRA?

Who told you?

McLeod.

High up, he said.

So? What of it?
I'm not my brother.

If you told them.

No, I'm not telling them about Jimmy
to save my own bacon, or anyone
else's.

(Coughing)

BANGING

He's sick.

He's going to die.

Harry.

You're here.

Is it so unusual to find your
husband at the breakfast table?

You're usually gone
by the time I come down.

I had a long day yesterday.

The Senator told me
last night all is resolved.

All is resolved, yes.

I take it he didn't tell you that?

But all you said to
Mr. Jacobs was to fix the situation.

I heard you, you didn't mean...

How do you think they
fix situations, Constance?

Starting to look
a bit like its old self.

They shot Justice
Simon Prendergast last night.

Is that because of...
I imagine so.

You can't blame
yourself, Saunders was a spy.

He got what he deserved.

How did they know the
Judge was a supporter of ours?

My guess is our subscriber list.

So we have to warn the others, but
there were over six hundred names on
that list.

And those in Britain and America,
we've no way of to contact them.

Maybe we do.

Robbie still wants
to interview Mr. Collins.

He asked me again this morning.

Think about it.

We'd get our side of the story out
and warn our subscribers at the same
time.

Let me talk to Collins.

Someone will be down
in a moment to take you up.

Thank you.

Miss Sweeney, are
you feeling all right?

Yes.

I think I might
have a touch of fever.

Mr. Lennox?
Yes.

General Winter will see you
now, if you'd care to follow me.

You're done.
Thank you.

Miss Sweeney, there you are.

Are you alright?
Yes, I'm fine.

General Winter wants to see me.

He wants to see you?

He wants you there too.

Did he say what it's about?
No.

He said he'd send
down for us when he's ready.

General Winter, Mr. Lennox
is here, for your interview.

As if raiding them, then
accidentally killing one of them

wasn't enough for them suspect me,
now you order me to come and see

you at your office.

Do you have any idea how hard I've
had to work to gain their trust?

Yes, I heard about your
little set-to with Captain McLeod.

Sit down.

I am still your
senior officer, sit down.

And, you know, make some
notes in case someone walks in.

So, what would you like this
interview to be about then General?

They shot Albert
Saunders last night.

There's an informer in this section.

It's not like you
to Captain a leaky ship.

I'll find the
informer, don't worry.

But I want you
to find out who did it.

A new mission?
A second mission.

And what about Collins?
Well, are you any closer?

They're slow to trust.

I'll get there.

So while you're gaining their
trust, find out who killed Albert.

Heaven's sake, you're posing
as a journalist, ask some bloody
questions!

Very convincing performance
yesterday, David, you should

consider the stage when you retire.

General Winter will
see you two ladies now.

General, shall I show the ladies in?

Thank you Major Mills.

This thing in Cork,
with Patrick, it's a trap.

Well don't go then.

Show yourself, you bastard,
or I'll shoot your brother!

I'm on a diplomatic mission for
the goddamn President of America!

Twenty attacks, 12 confirmed dead.

I want every
suspected safe house raided.

They know.
Oh God.

I need your help.

I'm going to hang you, yes I am.

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