All language subtitles for pure.s02e05.hdtv.x264-lucidtv

-Previously on Pure.
- This tomato picker is moving
cocaine by the kilo, but

his lawyer works for free?
- Everyone here has to do

their fair share of pro-bono
work, and I am no exception.

- His fingers or his life!
(man screaming)

- Will you make me the happiest
man in the world and be my wife?

- This is Judge Pettigrew.
- It's now up to the judge
to decide custody.

- If they talked, the cartel
is now coming after you.

- I have to protect my wife.
-Anna Funk,

will you marry me?

♪♪♪

- I cannot answer
right now.

Umm,

I... I have to...

to think about it.
- Of course.

You take all the time
you need.

(truck door opening)

(truck door closing)
(engine revving up)

♪♪♪

- What was he doing?
He was down on one knee.

Your Bauss was down
on one knee in front of you.

- What do you think
he was doing?

- I think... I think
that you are married to me.

- Is that what
you call it?

When you run away
with no word of where you are?

The law says
that after a time,

I am not married
if I say that I am not.

- The law?
What about God?

Anna, you took
your vows before God.

- God has been very quiet
on the subject.

(dog barking)
- I trusted you. I trusted you!

- Look, if I told you she was
there, the man who made her

do this would find out,
and Isaak would be dead.

- You need to start talking!
- She won't tell,

as long as this man is around.
So please, you let me find him,

and I will prove to you that
everything she says is true.

- How?

- You put me on the wire,

and I will get him to tell me
that he's the real boss,

not her.
- "On the wire." Oh, my God!

- If I fail, you arrest my wife,

but if I succeed, you take down
the whole business.

We know how they move the money.
You should let me follow it

to the real Bauss.

Besides, right now,

I am all you have.

Your choice.

- Fine. Talk to your wife.

Something tells me she's not
gonna be so cooperative.

(sigh)

- No.
- You don't know
what I was going to say.

- You and that Poliez woman
will only make things worse.

I have a plan.

Don't you dare interfere.

- What is the plan?

- God has forsaken us, Noah...

but I will make sure
our children survive.

(door closing)

(tinkling)

- Klaas Klassen...

not much to say
about this man, it seems.

- It's your typical
"back and forther."

No work in Mexico, so he drifts
up here looking for a job.

- Like your father?

- Maybe.

I don't know.
He left and never came back.

- But you hope one day he will.
- And do what?

Save me?

He stopped being my father
the day he left.

- I got another job for you.

You'll need a car.

- What's the job?

- Does it matter?

-Since your husband
is not here,

I humbly ask for your
daughter's hand in marriage.

- You must protect her
from evil

and lead a godly life
on the colony.

- I promise.

I know what happened
to this family.

I know your husband
sacrificed himself

to save all of us.

I only hope that I can be

as good a man as he was.

♪♪♪

- I wish you both

the greatest happiness
that God can bestow.

(chuckling)

- And... and now we must get
Johan's parents' approval.

(happy sigh)
- Yes.

Yes, of course.

- It's, uh, seen better days,

but there's a heart of a lion
under that hood.

She is a classic.

Perfect for a young gun
like you.

In fact,
the original owner

was a police detective--
- I know who it belonged to.

Give you $1500. Cash.
(salesman laughing)

And then we'll skip
the part where you ask

for a driver's license.

- I'll, uh, get the keys.

(crying)

- Police said Julius
and Kyle died quickly.

They didn't suffer.

I am so sorry,
this is my fault.

-Nee. You tried to help.

Please don't...
don't blame yourself.

(exhaling)

- The thing is...

...Abel and I did not
come here by accident.

- What do you mean?
- The police

know about Julius' business,

so they sent us
here to watch.

- You and your Brooda
are working for the police?

Were you spying on us?

- Only Julius
and Kyle.

I am so sorry,

but I had to protect
my family.

- You're married?

What kind of a man are you?

♪♪♪
(deep breath)

(frustrated sigh)

- It's not safe here.

You should leave.

♪♪♪

(sobbing)

- Nobody put a gun to
their head. They saw easy money

and they took it.
- They're kids.

Whoever put them in the trunk
of that car is gonna

just find another bunch of
dropouts to take their place.

(buzzing)

What?

- man: [Val, I don't know
if you've heard,]

[but I thought you'd want
to know as soon as I did.]

Uh, my lawyer just called and
the judge ruled in my favour.

I'm getting full custody.

[Hello? Are you still there?]

- Where are you?

(indistinct song playing)
- I'm, uh...

I'm having a drink
with some friends from work

just to say goodbye. So this
isn't a good time to talk, OK?

[But I will call you tonight and
we can discuss this further.]

[I gotta go.]

- Everything OK?

Val?

- Yeah. We'll have the trios.
(laughing)

(indistinct chatter)

♪♪♪♪

♪♪♪
Please! Uh, sorry, guys.

Could we do this later?
- Right here, right now.

- OK, listen. I only called you
as a courtesy.

I thought you'd rather hear
from me than a lawyer.

- I know that things got
out of hand, I know that,

and nobody is sorrier
about that than me.

- A criminal held a knife
to your throat

while our son was doing
laundry in the basement.

The sooner he's with me,
the safer he will be!

- Yes, OK. OK.
But temporarily,

not forever.

This is our son
we're talking about.

♪♪♪

I'll hire a lawyer.

I will. Wyatt, I will make this
so expensive for you,

you'll have to take
a bus to work.

- Val, make it as hard on me
as you want,

but for the sake
of your son,

make it easy for him.

(high-pitched music)

(indistinct conversations)
- Anna.

Would you like a coffee?

- No. Thank you.

- So, the man I saw
when I... when I drove away,

that was Noah,
wasn't it?

- Yes.

- You deserve better.

- I am an excommunicated
cleaning woman.

- Mm-hmm.

- You deserve better.

You need a wife
who will help you,

not one who will
hold you back.

- Nothing could
hold back my late wife,

she wanted more
from life,

more than I could
ever give her,

including other men
as it turned out.

So we separated, and...

and then 10 years later,
she came back

asking for a small fortune.

To pay for a...

an experimental
cancer treatment.

But it was no use.

She died feeling...

cheated by life.

And from that day forward,

I vowed to live life joyously.

I was grateful

for all the gifts,

great or small,

that God gives us
each and every day.

(distant siren blaring)

- I want to see Isaak.

I want to know
that he is safe.

- And I want to know
that every ounce of milk

from that last bottle
has been poured.

- The bottle is almost empty.

And in two days,
everyone's glass will be full.

- Wow!

I'm impressed.
Chihuahua is impressed.

So impressed
they want your autograph.

- What is this?

- I don't suppose a homebody
like you has a passport.

- No.
- Well, there is always a chance

one of your people
might get caught.

In that case, you need
to disappear in a hurry.

We have two ways
of dealing with that.

Only one involves
a plane ticket.

It's up to you.

- What about my children?

- They can buy a bus ticket.

(birds singing)

- I did as you asked.

- Yeah. Orff told me.

- The car I used for the drop,

the Mustang,

I was hoping I could keep it.

- If you want a car,
I can buy you something nice.

- I just like
the look of it.

Do you mind if I, uh...
give him the...

♪♪♪

I thought that you
might be thirsty.

Take it.

How is your hand?

Are you taking
something for the pain?

I saved your life.
You know that, right?

(gardener screaming)
- I saved!

Your! Life!

Try a little gratitude
next time, huh?

- Ah! Ah! Ah!

(gardener groaning)

♪♪♪

- Na oba!

There's nothing in there,
but lumber and glue and nails,

not a sniff of any of that money
that's coming in the backdoor.

(sighing)
- Why would they write it down?

The money just comes and goes.
-Ja,

and every month, the business
goes deeper into the red;

how do they keep
the doors open?

- Because he owns the building.
- How?

Who sold it to them?

You think Julius had
that much cash in his pocket,

he could just buy it?

(cell phone chime)
- Ouh,

there it is. License plate and
address for the next delivery.

-Brooda, do you really believe
that a man

who can kill two boys
like that

is going to open
his heart to you?

- I believe he will take
the money and then, seeing

how meek and vulnerable
I am, decide

"What do I have to lose
by telling him the truth?"

- Particularly if he doesn't
plan on letting you walk away.

(unsettling music)

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

(indistinct chatter)

- I am so sorry if I am late.
- Not at all.

We are early.
Mary, you know Anna.

- Yes, of course. We've met.
- Yes.

At the singing
last year.

- That must seem
like so long ago.

- Yes, it does.

A lifetime.

- So, yeah...

when Johan told us
he wanted to marry Tina Funk--

- We had some concerns.
- She's a lovely girl,

no question.
- But the business

with the Epps
and the... drugs.

- I understand,

but... my husband is gone

leaving us to put
those days behind us.

- And Tina has been
welcomed back to the Church

by the bishop, so...
- Still,

Satan is never far
behind us, is he?

- No, he is not.
- Doesn't the Bible

teach us:
"Be sober, be vigilant

"because the Devil,
your adversary, walketh about

seeking whom
he may devour"?

- Yes, it does.

It also teaches us:

"Above all things, have fervent
charity among yourselves

for charity shall cover
the multitude of sins."

And my husband's sins
are not my daughter's.
(door chime)

- Sorry I'm late.

I haven't been
here in ages.

The servings are
still huge, I see.

I'll have to have
a piece myself.
(men laughing)

Now, I know
that this is

Tina's and Johan's moment,
which must be

why Anna hasn't told you
that she and I

are also to be married.

- Well...

(sinister music)

Augie, congratulations.

- Thank you, Dirk.

And there he comes
into the church parking lot

with 30 feet
of vertical tillage,

the Saber Blades rattling

and a trail of hydraulic fluid
all the way

from Listowel to Antioch.
(men laughing)

Aaah... we are all going
to become family.

Your boys are gonna
need tractors

and tillage

and maybe a combine
to share.

- Well, Augie, we both know

I'm already up to my eyeballs
at Nickel Farm Equipment

for that bailer.
- Sometimes...

sometimes, new equipment
comes in

before existing inventory
can be sold, so...

so deals need
to be struck

at special prices.

Family prices.

Excuse me.

This man has the look
of someone who needs

another piece of pie.
(Dirk laughing)

Thank you. And I'll take
the cheque, please.

Thank you.

- Thank you, Augie.
- You're welcome.

- How did you find us?

- Dirk bought that same truck
from me 20 years ago.

And I know how much
he loves pie.

I was waiting for you to say
that I was wrong,

that we weren't engaged.

But you didn't.

- No, I didn't.

I still have
to talk to Tina.

- Absolutely.

- I would not want
to take away from--

- Her special day.
Of course not.

Now you, you take
care of Tina, then...

then we'll have
our special day.

- Thank you for...

- You're welcome.

(upbeat electronic music)

♪♪♪

- I'll bring it back, I promise.
- Hey!

That's my bike!

♪♪♪

- Oh!

- Watch where you're going, man!
- Sorry!

♪♪♪

(beeping of truck backing up)

(honking)

♪♪♪

- Ah.
- WHERE ARE YOU TAKING THE BAG?

(distant siren blaring)

(knocking)

Uh, I'm looking for the lawyer.
Sterling MacKay.

(in Low German)

I am Klaas Klassen.
I have a delivery

for Sterling MacKay.
(footsteps down the stairs)

- Who are you? Where is Dylan?

- Hmm?
- It's his day,

where is Dylan?
- Sick.

- He's sick?
- Son of the dairy farmer.

Super, super religious.
- Ohhh...

OK.
- Since when
do you answer the door?

- I thought it was
our Uber Eats.

(phone ringing)

- Hey, it's me.

Please, don't ever send
a different guy

without telling me
in advance.

- man: [Who was it?]
- I don't know. I don't know.

Same bag, different guy.
- [Was it all there?]

- Well, I don't know.
I would have to count it

and recount it.
- [Hmm...]

- I told you
a million times, right?

You pay nothing,
you get nothings.

- [Did this guy
give you his name?]

- Hold on. Esther!

What the guy say
his name was?

- Um, Klaus Klaussen.

- Uh, Klaus Klaustein
or something.

♪♪♪
- I'll take care of it.

(Noah speaking Low German)

(Noah exhaling)

- I am so ashamed, Abel.

- You found out
where the money goes,

you found the Bauss,

and you're worried
that God is going

to be angry because you punched
someone who hit you first?

- But I never felt
that way before.

Not even with Eli Voss.

In that moment,

I was more afraid of myself
than I was of that man.

- Well, it just means
that you're alive, Brooda.

- Ah!

- Now, let's try
to keep it that way.

(Noah exclaiming in Low German)

Call Val.

Let's finish
this business.

(Noah groaning)

- (TV):...just to be sure.

- Ask him about
possible complications.

-Yeah, is there
any possible complications?

- No. Unless by complications,

you mean she won't have to live
in a refrigerator...

- Hey, buddy.

What are you watching?
- Nothing.

- Mm-hmm?
- I don't know.

It's not too violent.
- Yeah.

Listen, your dad and I
have been talking

about you spending some time
with him in California.

- Yeah, I know.
Last two weeks

of summer vacation,
then I come back.

- No, honey, no.
Not for a visit, but to live.

- In California?

- Mm-hmm.

- What about school?

- Well, your dad said
that there is

a hockey academy
in San Jose

that has not one
but three coaches.

- Seriously?
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm moving to California?
- Well,

it wouldn't be permanent,
you know.

You'd come back for Christmas
and March break.

And it would be for
about a year. You know,

see how you're doing,
see how I'm doing.

And you're not going
forever, honey.

- Oh, my God!
Thank you, Mom!

(melancholy music)

Can I call Dad? Right now?
- (softly): Yeah. Yes, yes.

- Dad, Mom just told me.
California?

(cell phone buzzing)

- What?

- Tomorrow, I make
a delivery to the boss.

I know where he lives,
I know his name:

Sterling MacKay.
- [The lawyer?]

-Jo.

[You know him?]
- Yeah. We met.

- [Tomorrow, I wear the wire.]

I go back. I make him say
how he stole my son

and forced my wife
into his business.

- Why would he do that?

- Because I am nothing...

(words in Low German)
...a "back and forther."

Men like MacKay think
they can say anything
in front of men like me.

- [Noah, as it
ever occurred to you]

that just maybe
Anna's not the victim here?

- What do you mean?
- [Maybe she's angry at you]

for running away,
and maybe she's doing this

to get rich and to get
back at you for being you.

- Tomorrow.

♪♪♪

(crickets chirping)

(distant dog barking)
(distant siren blaring)

(car engine noise)

- Isaak?!

- Hello, Mama.

I see
that Foda is back.

For his own safety,
I told him to go,
but he won't listen to me.

Maybe you can
talk with him.

Make a deal.
- Isaak!

(tires screeching)
(car engine roaring)

(indistinct voices)
(disquieting music)

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

(buzzing)

♪♪♪

- He showed up this morning.

Sent by you-know-who
for "light duties".

- Xavier, yes?

You made deliveries for...

for our "friend"?

What happened to your hand?

Who did this to you?

- It was the boy.

Estrada's boy.

- It is going
to be so beautiful!

Justina, I have
wonderful news.

- Ah, I know, I heard all about
it. You must be so surprised.

- Why?
- Well, that the Fehrs

found money to buy Johan
his own farm.

With all those
other brothers

already dividing up
their Foda's land.

- Johan's uncle in Altona died
and left them money.

- Dirk's older Brooda?

I heard he died at the bottom of
a bottle poor as a church mouse.

Ah, there's
so many of them,

I must have
my Broodas confused.

Luckily for you
and Johan.

- Yes.

(knocking on window)

- Noah Funk.

You came by Anna's place
the other day

but left before I had a chance
to introduce myself.

Augustus Nickel.

You're a bit
of a legend

among the Edentaler, even when
you're pretending to be

a Mexikaner carpenter.

Brought you
a coffee... "Klaas".

I can't imagine
how difficult

it must have been
for you to leave Anna

and your children,
and yet...

♪♪♪
...yet you did the right thing.

Killing another human being,

no matter how vile
that person was,

means stepping out
of God's light forever.

Under different circumstances,

we might have been friends...

...you and I.

I need you to know
that I will treat Anna

with the respect she deserves,

and your daughter
will want for nothing.

Your sin was great...

...and so is
your penance.

♪♪♪

(door opening)

(door closing)
- Who's that?

- A salesman.

(sigh)

- Mama?

Is everything alright?
- Yes.

- Are you really going
to marry Mr. Nickel?

- We will see.

Right now,

all I can think about
is another wedding.

What is on your mind?

Only happy thoughts
about Johan I hope.

- I love him so much.

The same way
you loved Foda when you...

But I worry about the Fehrs
having the money

to buy us a farm.

- Except they do, so...
- Justina told me

that they already spent their
savings on their older boys.

- She said that?

- And for the longest time,

we've barely had
enough money for rent,

and now...

- Now what?

The truth is that

Augustus has been...

has been paying me
more for cleaning.

(sinister music)

He knows how hard
it's been.

- Do you love him?

Do you?

- So you hand the bag
to MacKay and tell him...?

- There's trouble
with the lady Bauss, Anna Funk.

She's working our people
too hard. We're worried

she's going to go
to the police for protection.

- If he asks for details,
you mention Julius.

You make MacKay think it was
Anna's fault the kid took off.

You get MacKay talking?
Keep him talking.

-Jo.
- Now listen,

we will hear
every word, OK?

We'll be ready to rush in
if anything goes wrong.

If it does goes wrong,
you say...?
- Na oba.

- There you go. Na oba.
- Excuse me.

I've been working hard
to learn, uh...

double-entry bookkeeping.
- Wow! Old school, good for you.

- Not fancy, like
forensic accountant, but...

but I do have
one question.

- Really? Now?
-Ya.

- OK.
- You said Julius owned

that building, yeah?
- Yeah.

- His name is
on the title, ya?

- Yeah.

- Yet I find no record
of any mortgage payment,

no record of any loan of
any kind in the book.
- Yeah.

- So how did he
pay for it?

- Well, obviously,
his boss bought it,

and the new owner would flip it
and give him the money back.

- So why did he have them
in there for so long?

A smart man like that,

he's got to have some reason
not to sell it.

- Roger that.

Units are in place
standing by for the courier.

- Time to go.
- I need a bicycle.

- A bicycle?

- I had to return the other one.
It wasn't mine.

- OK. My car is still
in the shop, your turn.

(birds singing)
♪♪♪

(knocking on door)
- Hello?

♪♪♪

Hello?

(ticking noise)

(gasping)

Na oba! Na oba. Na oba. Na oba.

(panting)

(indistinct police radio)

- He left a note.

Allow me
to summarize.

He was forced to move
cash for the cartel.

When Julius and Kyle died,
he couldn't live with himself.

Who gave the order
to have them killed?

That would be Anna Funk.

-Nee.No.

- She was unloading product
to Nickel's Farm Equipment

and washing the cash back
to the Cayman Islands.

MacKay kept
very thorough records.

It was invoices, bank accounts,
shell companies;

her signature's
all over them.

I'm sorry, Noah.

♪♪♪

- I am sorry to interrupt
in the middle of the day,

but this could not wait.
- It's alright.

There's something
I need to tell you too.

I took the liberty of
tracking down your ex-husband.

And we spoke
man to man.

And he's agreed

to step aside,

so you and I
can be together.

Now...

it's your turn.

- I cannot marry you.

I have not told you
the whole truth about who I am

because if I had...
(distant sirens blaring)

- Anna, I promise,
whatever you tell me,

it won't change my mind.
(sirens blaring)

- Augustus Nickel?
- Yes?

- You can submit to voluntary
search of your property or
I will return with a warrant.

Anna Funk, you're under arrest
for conspiracy to launder
the proceeds of crime,

conspiracy to traffic cocaine,
conspiracy to commit murder.

♪♪♪

- Anna?

Anna!