All language subtitles for Iron Horse s01e18 The Pembrooke Blood.eng

We clear?

Yeah, the work train will run up the
spur and the regular run won't be back

about half an hour.

You take an old bull.

You could always use another shovel.

You steal a shovel, sooner or later you
end up shoveling.

The old man said, don't take anything
you can't eat yourself.

Not that.

Why not?

Looked just fine. Nailed him from the
wagon.

You're stupid.

That can be traced.

Who'd ever see it?

Somebody from the railroad.

And somebody would remember I worked
here.

And you're my stupid brother.

And then we'd all be in trouble. I
won't.

You ain't fit to be a Pembroke.

You said it'd be another half hour.

That switch.

You got me for that switch.

Just the engineer, that's all.

Lucky. Not that lucky. It'll take a full
day to get that engine back up on the

rails. That switch wasn't thrown.

Where's the switch? Mr. Calhoun!

Boss, the man's hurt. Over by the shed.

Who is he?

He's my brother.

Sorry.

He's a switchman?

That's right. You're Harlan Pembroke.

Why wasn't that switch thrown?

And what were you doing in the supply
shed?

Stealing out of it.

That's an awful price to pay.

Let's get the body loaded.

Where are you from?

Back in the hills.

You going back to the hills to bury your
dead?

Don't let me find you around here again.

Ever.

Where'd he get me his punishment?

We've got a train wreck to worry about.

Where's your brother?

He's dead.

What happened?

It was an accident.

Where were you?

I couldn't help him.

You're his brother!

Wasn't my fault.

He's dead.

Well, whose fault is it?

Calhoun. Ben Calhoun.

Calhoun.

Did you kill him?

No.

What kind of a Pembroke are you?

No. I will.

Master, we have work to do. Come up a
little bit, agent.

Move.

You dig here, under Bill. Try to clear
it.

Leave news here.

We will use them soon.

You, come with me.

Very much so, Captain.

riding Tom?

Oh, I feel fine, Mr. Calhoun.

Consider it.

Good.

Dave. Yeah?

Be right out, Ben.

You're a college man?

All right, Mr. Vice President, see if
you can get those ties out in front of

there. All right.

Hey, little Venner, you want me to lift
it so to make room for you, maybe?

I'll manage.

Here.

Is that you?

Dave, Barnabas, Timber crew can get the
train back on the track.

Yeah?

There is only one engine then.

We should have it back on the tracks by
noon, Ben.

Good.

I'll have the payroll in the bank and
pull it closer.

See you in Scalpel.

Aye.

Don?

You're going to see a doctor, first
thing.

I will, Mr. Barrett. So long, Ben.

All ready?

Barnabas, help Frank with the engine. We
need all the steam we can get. Right.

Let's get those fuel.

See you.

Why?

Talk.

About? About how you killed my brother.

Down off that horse.

Get down now.

Take his gun.

I'm Oliver Miles Wentworth, the rightful
fourth Earl of Pembroke.

And it was my son.

A British Earl?

On my father's side.

My mother was a Comanche.

Whoever you are, sorry about your son.

Sorry isn't enough.

I'm afraid an apology will not make up
for the killing of my son.

I didn't kill your son.

Yes, you did, Calhoun.

That's a Pembroke's word for it.

Get going.

Where are we going?

To Pembroke Valley.

Come on, get going.

Why do you jump like that? Just a breeze
coming in.

Why not?

I'm Bree's pet monkey.

He pulls the string and I play.

That's enough.

Pembroke's been killed.

Frank,

here's the man that did it.

What did he do?

He drove the train.

He drives for me.

I say you're both responsible.

Tell your father the truth.

Your brother was killed in a wreck that
you caused.

There was a busy stealing railroad
property. They didn't take the trouble

throw the switch.

You tell me, Calhoun.

What killed my boy? A wreck that he
caused.

How? Engine ran into a pile of ties,
shoved him over onto your boy.

So it was your engine with him driving.

That pushed your ties over on the top of
Frank.

I hold you both responsible.

That'll be for a court of law to decide.

In this valley, I am the only court.

The only law.

And I find you guilty.

You can't do a thing like guilty.

Penalty is death.

It's a gantlet.

They're going to make us run a gantlet.

That's something only savages do.

Now, when you run it, keep your head
down and keep moving. Don't panic and

stop.

If you're a little bit afraid, don't
worry.

You're not alone.

Let the engineer come first.

No.

Let me run it.

He's an old man. He's hurt.

My son never got to be an old man.

You sent Calhoun through again. What?

Send him through again or give him to
me.

Where's your sense of honor?

Calhoun already got past you.

Carrie.

Yeah, Brink?

Set an extra place at the table.

Mr. Calhoun will stay for dinner.

That's part of what you earned for
running the Gantlet.

What's the rest of it?

Clean, quick death.

After dinner, you will be shocked.

Let me buy.

It's my suit.

Your father sent it over for Calhoun.

You'll get it back in the Fuller Hills,
Lone Evening Show.

Don't you try me, Carrie.

Do I buy the island?

Huh?

Go ahead.

Try to beat me into liking you.

Go ahead.

Well, who else is there?

Alex?

Alex is good for playing music and
drinking gin, that's all. Yet you like

don't you?

Maybe because he's only half a man.

Well, I ain't half a man.

And I want you, Carrie. Well, I don't
want you, not at all.

I don't care.

I think I might even like you a little
better that way.

Except it's never going to happen.

Mr. Railroad President?

This is for you.

It'll be a formal funeral, is it?

Dinner will be in an hour.

I can hardly wait.

It's funny.

It's just about the way I feel.

No place, Mr. Calhoun.

Breed likes music.

I do.

What sort of host would I be if I didn't
entertain my guests?

Average, I suppose.

I'm not average, Mr. Calhoun.

Oh, yes, you, uh... You descend from
nobility.

Are you saying I don't?

Oh, I mean, you're not the only nobleman
that I've ever met. I knew a duke once.

He dealt pharaoh over at Leadville.

You're being facetious, Mr. Calhoun.

My father was an Earl of the British
Empire.

About to go.

Yeah.

This was his.

That's the family crest.

Very nice.

Where's the family?

Right here.

Nobility.

You're saying we look like trash?

Not all of you.

Kerry doesn't.

I do, huh?

I am kin to royalty.

Pembroke's lived in England for a
thousand years.

A big man.

Proud and mighty.

And I, the rightful Earl of Pembroke,
sit here with an earldom

of a renegade, breed...

Outlaws and horse thieves.

You think I don't know it?

You think it doesn't chew on me?

It wouldn't chew on you if you'd forget
all about your Pembroke blood.

You're my son.

And it's your blood, too. And if you're
not proud of it, I'll spill it out of

you.

right out of England.

He lost everything he had on one hand of
cards.

Everything, that is, except the title.

And since he could neither sell it or
pawn it, he bequeathed it to me.

Why didn't you return to England?

Why, certainly.

And go visit the Queen.

And tell her that my mother was a
Comanche.

Yes, my father taught his squaw how to
sing God Save the Queen, and she taught

him how to steal horses.

Between the two of them, they begat me.

Are you mocking me?

He was only joking, Brie.

You're real soft on lame dogs, Carrie.

Savages. The Pembroke blood.

Mr. Calhoun, you've had your dinner.

Perhaps there's something special you'd
like to hear Alex play.

Yeah, like a last request.

I get to kill him.

You say your father was a gambler.

Did you inherit any of that blood?

Meaning? That I'll make you a gamble.

$3 ,000 against my life.

Where would you get the money?

We were carrying it on the train.

Cut in half.

I'll win it and I'll tell you where the
other half is.

What makes you think I couldn't make you
tell me right here?

Well, I wouldn't bet on that.

We'll divide it into two stacks.

You win, that's it.

If I win, I also win my way out of here.

That's the gentleman's proposal.

Alex knows all about gentlemen.

He used to be one.

Now he's my music machine.

I pour him the gin, out comes the music.

Carrie, give him another drink.

What is your game, Mr. Calhoun?

Poker.

Holland, set up the card table.

Gary, bring us a bottle of wine.

All right, Mr. Calhoun.

What about poker?

Baccarat. It was my father's game.

What's the job?

Calhoun.

If he loses, he dies quick.

If he wins, he dies slow.

Not again.

Bean stew's my specialty.

Okay, come on. Bean stew, what's in it?

I'm not absolutely sure.

What was handy, mostly.

I'm sorry I asked.

Really bad, huh? I guess I burned it a
little. I guess you burned it a lot.

Hi, Nils.

Good. Very good.

If it's not too sweet.

All right, that decides it. You better
dump this out before we pick Ben up or

you'll have it for breakfast.

You should have reached scalp lock by
now.

Sure.

You stand here fighting off your beans.

He's probably off with some beautiful
girl.

Seated at some elegant table.

Got it from a gambler. He said it came
from London.

He wanted to sell it.

He asked for $100.

Tried to cheat me.

I hung him.

I'm glad to see that you have such a
high regard for honesty.

$50.

Natural nine.

That beats seven.

He'll murder Cal.

There's no doubt about that.

But he won't beat him.

It doesn't matter to you whether he gets
killed or not?

Carrie, my darling, nothing matters to
me.

I'll bet 200.

I never could play my life out in
inches.

Uncle, I'll play you for all you've got.

How does it feel gambling for your life?

Exciting.

You better get away from here.

Holland!

Do you know better than to stand behind
a man when he's gambling?

I'll take your bet.

Game's over.

No. No, it's only beginning.

Holland, bring me my lockbox.

You've made a bet.

We're alive.

Well, you're still alive.

You can leave in the morning.

But until then, we'll keep playing.

Fill your bank.

Make your bet.

$2 ,600.

Call it.

That's all our money.

No, it's all my money, son.

I've made my bet, Calhoun.

I'll call it.

I've never seen so much money in my
whole life.

Two winning cards.

I'm riding the lucky streak, Breed.

I'll give you a chance to reduce your
bet if you like.

You stand.

And you seem a bit nervous.

Which means you haven't got an eight or
a nine.

But you didn't draw a card, so... It
must mean you've got about a six or a

seven.

So... You'd better draw.

A four.

The bank stands on eight.

It's all the money I got.

And the game's over. No.

I'll bet that's silver.

It's real.

No. No, you can't. You promised me this
for when I get married.

Who'd be likely to marry you?

I'm betting the silver.

I'm not interested.

You name it.

Not really my problem, is it?

I think I have something that might
interest you.

Gary.

Gary, step over here.

Good cook.

Handy with the chores.

I've halfway trained her into acting
like a lady.

I'll stack her against the bank. You
can't.

There's nothing in this valley, in this
house, that I can't.

No.

Alex, stay out of this. Carrie's a human
being.

Reed, she's the one living thing in this
valley that cares anything about you.

And you care about her.

All right, Alex.

I'll make you an offer.

You go back to making your music, or
else I'll break your hands.

You standing up to me?

I'll let you gamble, too.

Maybe I'll feel sorry for you after I
break you up.

Maybe.

You want to take that chance?

To carry?

Alex Fowles.

I refuse the bet.

No.

I'm willing.

Money's on the table. Would you like a
deal?

I won't give you a chance.

I'll stay.

You lose.

You can leave here first thing in the
morning.

Take your winnings with you.

I have a cabin across the way.

Take her with you, whatever she owns.

I'm ready to leave now.

You and your bet can't hold.

But on my terms, you won't leave this
valley before first light.

And all the family's money?

Carrie?

What else are you going to give him?

Start looking for the other half of that
paper money.

And you'll find it.

Then what?

Then we'll know where everything is.

Why'd you agree to the bet?

I'm a gambler, too.

It's in the blood.

You're not a Pembroke.

Maybe it's catching.

And what's happened to you?

You had a feeling for Alex, and he let
you down.

You hate Harlan.

And now you're upset with Breed.

And you won me in a game.

That's what happened to me.

And you're a man.

And whatever happens to me depends on
you.

There's a guard outside.

What did you expect?

Two guards.

There's probably one over and back.

But they'll stay outside.

You get yourself some rest.

I'll keep an eye on them.

The only real person I've ever met in my
whole life.

Looked all through that stagecoach in
the wagon, didn't find a thing. Keep

looking.

So what happens if I look all night and
still don't find anything? What happens

to Calhoun?

Why, then, he leaves.

What else?

You can take your time.

Tired?

A little.

But I suppose it's better to lose a
night's sleep than our lives.

The chain shifts twice during the night.

I wanted to make sure the breed kept his
word.

Gave us the morning.

Take this, you'll need it.

You're not going?

No,

Breed won't let me go any more than he
will you.

And the only reason you're still alive
is because he hasn't found the other

of that money.

I hid it where he wasn't likely to look
for it.

My other pocket.

Use it for getaway money.

Where will I get away to?

Which one's my horse?

You didn't win a horse.

You don't figure for me to walk all the
way back to Scalpel?

No.

I figure on your running.

You're going to have just about a ten
-minute head start.

I've won my life.

I've given it to you.

It'll be up to you to hang on to it.

We're going to gamble again.

My game.

My stakes.

My rules.

The honor of the Pembrokes, huh?

It's a tradition.

We're going to have a fox hunt.

You're going to be the fox.

I'm going to give you exactly ten
minutes.

All right.

Only ten minutes yet.

It's my game, son.

I just changed the rules.

Let's go!

Gentlemen. Generous.

Keep away from me! Get away from me!

I can't go away from you, Carrie.

I can fail you. I'm very good at
failure, but I... can't let go of you.

Let go of me? You don't have me.

Calhoun?

He's a man.

I'm a bad joke.

You know, the worst part of the joke is
that I love you.

I know that last night you needed me and
I fell apart.

You crawled.

Yeah, I've crawled before.

The difference is last night I felt it.

Let's go around them, force them back
into the canyon.

You go around that way, and then you go
up this way.

Up there, Harlan.

Don't make it easy, Calhoun.

Morning's young yet.

Get Cal home.

Ben!

Where's the dynamite they stole from the
railroad? Where's Bree?

She's got the hills covered and Harlan's
dead. Where's the dynamite?

I want you to take Alex with you.

He'd never make it in his condition.

He's got to.

All right, I'll take him. Now, where's
the dynamite? In the shack.

Must be back in the valley.

Go ahead.

Shoot.

I can kill an unarmed man.

Why can't you?

I haven't got the Pembroke blood.

No more gambles.

But I'll make you a deal.

I'm going out of here and I'm going to
take Kerry and Alex Wooden.

And you.

If there's no trouble, then I won't kill
you.

I'll take you on in the scalp lot.

No deal.

Kill me do it

Still mad.

Yeah. He says the next time you want to
clean out a pest hole like Pembroke

Valley, invite him along. Don't do it
alone.

Well, you tell him I didn't do it alone.

Carrie, would you pour?

I don't know how. I mean, I don't know
how to handle myself.

Alex, I'm just not going to fit in
Philadelphia.

Well, that'll be Philadelphia's problem.

You pour the coffee or I'll put you over
my knee.

Here's the need.

Need?

Yes. A man needs a woman, so a woman
needs a man.

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