All language subtitles for Homestead s01e05 Catch a Falling Knife.eng

[dramatic music playing]

[Jenna] Despite my every prayer,

our ark became a reluctant fortress,

ringed by betrayal, beset by thieves,

with few friends and countless enemies.

Only the Lord's favor would save us now.

[suspenseful music playing]

Chiquita bonita.

[gun clicks]

[suspenseful music continues]

It's your lucky day.

Bigger fish to fry this morning.

Oh.

[dramatic theme music playing]

[heavy breathing]

[soft dramatic music playing]

Pe�a!

[grunts]

Sir.

We'll maneuver up this ridge
to attack the watchtower.

Yeah.

I-- I don't think we can do--

I thought you gang bangers
knew how to fight.

- Yes, sir. But I don't--
- But what?

That's the deal
between your gang and Ravenrock.

Go punch a hole in their perimeter
and see what pops out.

[sighs] Look, stay on the south side
of the ridge so they don't see you.

Okay?

When you hit the pipeline clearing
cut hard north.

North. North.

That way's north.

I don't think we're ready for this.
You know, like--

You fight or your family doesn't eat.

Comprende?

Move!

Go get 'em, boys. Hmph.

[tense music builds]

[door creaks]

[door shuts]

[Claire] Janey?

Janey. Hi.

- [toddlers babbling]
- I wasn't able to bring as much this time.

They're really starting to crack down.

- Did you bring the dried milk?
- Yeah.

I gotta go train.

- But I'll come back as soon as I can.
- Okay.

[baby cooing]

Is she okay?

- [Janey] Um, yeah.
- Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Don't talk to anyone. Okay, Janey?

- Okay.
- Okay. Bye, guys.

[toddlers babbling]

[engine rumbling]

[suspenseful music playing]

[insects buzzing]

[indistinct chatter]

[man] Someone's here, Father Burnham!

Can I help you?

I'm Cain Ross from the Homestead.

[crowd falls silent]

You're Ian Ross's brother.

I am.

My condolences.

Thank you.

- This is where y'all get your water?
- Yes, sir.

Father Frank Burnham.

The Church of Revelation.

- Kindred?
- Yes. Uh...

Our great-great grandparents settled
this entire valley almost 200 years ago.

Hm.

You know, it's funny, I would think that
with a prophet at the top of it all

that y'all might have seen
this whole end of world thing coming.

- [chuckles] Well, in fact, we did.
- Is that right?

Is that why you got your people

getting bucketloads of water
out of a dirty creek?

Well, we did have a plan
as a neighborhood,

and it seems that your brother backed out.

Well, that seems unlikely.

See, my brother never backed out
of anything in his life.

That's good to hear, because he said
he would share resources,

but your people, they provide
under 10% of what he promised.

Wait. My people are providing?

[chuckles] Who's giving you food?

I'm sure your brother knew
precisely what he meant.

If you're a man of your word,
you will do what he promised.

My brother wrote everything down
in excruciating detail,

and one thing was very, very clear.
We do not give food away.

We only give it in exchange for goods.

Or in this case, starting tomorrow,

we give it in exchange for anybody

that's willing to come help
defend the Homestead.

[clears throat]
My people are not your army.

Then your people don't get our food.

You're breaking your word. All of you.

Now you're making your brother
into a liar, too.

[dramatic music playing]

You need to be very careful
about what you say next.

I only say the truth.

It's hard to say anything
with your teeth down your throat.

[gun clicking]

[ominous music playing]

I can tell all you fine folks
believe every word this man says.

You'll forgive me if I don't.

You see, my brother and I
were raised on a ranch,

so we became very familiar with
what comes out the back end of a bull.

And your pastor and every word he says...

stinks of it.

You are speaking to a man of God.

[Cain] Yeah, well...

me and God got what you might call
a arm's length agreement.

So said the Philistines
and the Canaanites.

[suspenseful music playing]

Check it out.
He's putting it up on our trees.

[grim music playing]

[twig snaps]

- [birds rustling trees]
- [gasps]

END-EX! Bring it in!

Let's go. On me.

Julia.

You're getting out ahead
of your team again.

- They were laggin'.
- Yeah.

Maybe because you're leading
with this instead of this.

Alright? Just 'cause that rifle's
out in front of ya

doesn't mean you lead with it.

Yes, sir.

Listen, if you get out ahead of your team,

you're going to shut down
their lanes of fire.

Don't shoot your friends.

Alright? Don't run in front of bullets.

It's the best advice
I can give you right now.

How are we supposed to advance then?

You practice. Takes operators
months to learn how to gunfight.

Especially under the fog of war.

Especially when that first bullet
cracks past your skull.

You know what?

Why not throw in
the end of the world, too?

Trust me, ladies,
when you get into battle,

you don't rise to the occasion. Alright?

You fall to your training.
So keep showing up.

Keep doing what you're doing, okay?
Repetition. Muscle memory.

Pretty soon you might be
a full-blooded QRF.

At least as Santos stands.

What does that mean? QRF?

It's Quiet Rifle Friends.

- Really?
- Well...

- [Santos chuckles]
- No. It's Quick Reaction Force.

It's more like QR Eve.

You remember what it was like
to have creamer?

[both chuckle]

- Vanilla. Coconut.
- Yes.

- Right?
- Gosh.

Hey, let's see if the radio works today.

[radio signal crackling]

[man on radio]
This is JT Radio, and I'm passing

through a half burned out Phoenix, Arizona
in my SINCGARS Humvee, blasting the tunes.

Just as a reminder to America,
don't forget to love.

This too shall pass.

[ominous music playing]

[Gabe] Hey. We're at the base
of the tower.

What do I do?

You shoot and scoot, boys.

Shoot and scoot.

[suspenseful music playing]

- [gunfire]
- [Tish screams]

Evan! Calling in! We're under attack!

We're under attack!

Alright, on Santos. He's lead.

- We're not ready for this.
- Use what you got.

Go! Move!

- I've been shot!
- Where?

- My foot. My foot.
- Tish...

[wailing]

[rapid gunfire popping]

[bullets clattering]

They're shooting back at us. What do I do?

If you run real fast, they won't hit you.

That's what cannon fodder's for, yo.

[gunfire continues]

- [Tish whimpers]
- Come on.

[distant gunfire echoing]

[Evan] Get up here. On me. Let's go.

[gunfire continues]

[indistinct shouting]

Four and a half minutes
'til first contact.

Dang, Evan. Must have them
sleeping in their cammies.

[grunts]

Retreat! Retreat!

- [panting]
- I think-- I think they're going away.

That was the bravest thing
I've ever seen someone do.

[soldiers grunting]

[Bing on radio]
Pe�a, bring it in. Return to ORP.

What's an ORP?

Objective Rally Point, you dink.

Where we split up at.

What about Ralphie and Chingon?

Who?

[Gabe] My guys.

- They got shot.
- [Bing] Oh. Leave 'em.

Or go get 'em and get shot too,
I don't care.

[dramatic music playing]

Not bad.

Not bad, Evan.

Now let's see how you do versus 600 men.

[grim music playing]

Who were they?

It was a probe.

They just did all of that just to test us?

Yep.

See how we'd react, how fast,
what type of weapons we bring to bear.

We need you.

We need more than just us.

Well, we need loyal fighters then.

Okay.

Well, how about I take my team

and do a quick recon towards Fort Garrett.

And if we can find them,

I'll round up any veterans

or the enlisted, okay?
I'll be back in three days.

In the meantime, you tend to your people.

Get your household in order.

Hey.

You're breathing. You're standing.

Keep it up.

[exhales]

[whispering] Forgive him.
He doesn't know what he did, Lord.

Please forgive him, Lord Jesus.

Forgive him. He doesn't know
what he did, Lord.

What are you doing?

You know. Talking to Jesus.

It's good to know he's got to put up
with your big mouth, too.

One second, Lord.
Let me talk to this heathen.

You don't see this?

This that just happened?

That creepy girl that can see the future,
who can look in my soul?

Not even a snake bite from that boy?

Moments before we were about to get
our heads blown off. You don't see it?

And you guys with SWAT,
somehow, they turned around.

[exhales]

C'mon, Evan.

You okay? Your blood sugar level.

You want a juice box or something? Huh?

You think you can say that in a sentence
that makes sense?

Alright. You'll see it.

Okay. I love you.

Okay. Well, kit up. We're moving out.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Go ahead.
- Okay. [chuckles]

[tender music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[indistinct TV chatter]

[music turns ominous]

And you are not that father. Okay?

Hey. This, this, this is the father
that our kids need.

Okay?

[Jeff] Where you been?

[Bing] Uh, visiting friends.

[groans]

You running back the tape?

About when she died?

No point.

This is you moving on, bro.

This is safety and a future for your kids.

It's exactly what you said you wanted.

A real chain of command.
Structure. Training.

You got it all right here.

I got her voice in my head.
That's what I got.

[Bing laughs] She wants you here.
You know it.

She wanted us to survive.

I failed.

She also thought you were a turd.

Maybe don't listen to her, then.

Hmm.

- [guard] Mr. Eriksson?
- Yeah.

[guard] Your dog got out.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Better find him quick.

They don't care much about dogs in here.

[pensive, dramatic music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

All the way to the top, okay?

Be careful.

Alright. I'm gonna get you this one.

Well, that's really gross.
I'm just gonna--

I'm gonna give you a new one. Okay?

[indistinct] Okay?

Thank you.

Just wait right here.
I'm gonna give you something. Okay?

[girl] Okay.

[suspenseful music playing]

Okay, don't tell anyone, though.

- Okay.
- Shh.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Isn't that against the rules?

- Maybe.
- Where were you yesterday?

[Claire] We were training.

And then I got in that shooting fight
with the trespassers. My QRF.

But you were gone all morning.

- I couldn't find you anywhere.
- Yeah, I had chores.

- [Abe] Chores?
- Yeah.

I just want to make sure you're safe.

I know you're going through a lot,

but you don't have
to be walling me out like that.

I think you need to find
what matters to you.

You matter to me.

It's not enough.

Not these days.

[suspenseful music playing]

[indistinct yelling]

[Masterson] I don't care
how many men we lose,

you have to attack now.

Now!

[slam echoes]

[music fades]

[monitor beeping steadily]

Thank you.

So how's civilization treating you?

Has its perks.

Daddy, can I go see Bandit?

They said he's good to go.

I got a wheelchair
waiting outside for him.

Let's go.

So what do you hear from the feds?

- Hm. About what you expect.
- Running around in circles?

Well, if I said they were taking
lightning-fast action,

would you believe me?

[Jeff] Ha.

[dog whining]

So where's the president?

Last I heard,
he was circling in Air Force One.

He's been mid-air refueling
for over a month?

Nowhere's safe enough to land.

So how's it possible to establish
a national chain of command?

Can we talk outside?

Yeah.

[Masterson]
Look, communications have been tight

and we have protocols for this. You know.

We're way down on the list, alright,
but we're doing the plan.

This is the plan set up
by the US government.

The plan also says

that I'm supposed to find
the highest ranking Army NCO

and put him in charge of our security.

- You're still active duty, right?
- [clears throat] Technically.

Mm-hmm. Then these are your new orders.

Take command of our security force

and secure weapons
and ammunitions to arm them.

You're short on guns and ammo?

Well, the Army bases in the region
didn't store them in quantity.

Look, gangs are taking over
whole blocks of the city.

People are getting killed.

If we don't make a show of force
in the next few weeks,

we're going to lose civil order.

That happens, we may never get it back.

And you want to pacify the population?

Pacify?

No one's fighting here, Jeff. Look around.

This is an island of modern civilization.

Every half-intelligent citizen wants this.

Look.

You take what time you need to grieve.
Settle your kid.

Then let's you and I get to work
and bring everything back online.

Alright? Everything we had.

The regional committee
meets tomorrow morning.

Will you join us?

[soft dramatic music playing]

Good.

10:00 a.m. in the command tent.

You'll be there.

Yes, sir.

Welcome home, Jeff.

[Jeff] Hey, Georgie.

[grim music playing]

Hey. Stay safe, alright? I love you.

[soft dramatic music playing]

[music turns ominous]

[indistinct distant chatter]

[birds chirping]

[crowd clamoring]

[clamoring continues]

Listen!

[crowd falls silent]

I know that water has been a problem.

[crowd clamoring]

We have a solution!

- [protester] Yeah, well, you have a well.
- We do.

We want to share it.

[clamoring]

Yeah, what's it going to cost us?

[Cain] Nothing. Gonna run a pipe
all the way down to Birchwell,

and we're gonna put a spigot right there, streetside.

[crowd cheering]

You won't have to boil your water anymore.

[protester] What about Spindlewood Street
and Wild Rose?

I can't run a water line that far.
We don't have enough pipe.

Even if I did,
the water friction wouldn't--

[clamoring]

My family's there!

Let him talk.

A water line to Birchwell's good.
Better than going to the creek.

I'll tell you what,
the water doesn't even matter though

if we can't defend this place.

If we keep getting attacked by gangs,
it doesn't matter!

What gangs?

Why aren't you sharing your food?

[clamoring]

We've been attacked
by gangs three of the last four days.

[clamoring]

[gunshot]

[crowd falls silent]

You want water or not?

Then we will need
at least 60 able-bodied volunteers.

We will give firearms and ammunition
to anybody that is willing to abide--

[Masterson] This is a great speech.

Such a good speech.

[claps]

So much giving, huh?

Come on, people.

Don't you see what this is?

He's asking you
to sell your soul for a spigot of water?

They're a family of drug dealers.

He is a murderer and a liar
and he killed my husband.

That whole survivalist compound,
they're murderers.

- You're the murderer.
- They poisoned Beringer's water.

It wasn't even like that.

Don't listen to anything
he says to you. You hear me?

- You don't talk to her.
- You don't know the whole truth.

- You talk to me.
- Maybe I don't know. Why is he here?

Ian Ross intimidated judges
to make it go away.

These are criminal indictments
Ian Ross paid to make disappear.

[ominous music playing]

You never told her, did you?

You never told her.

Yeah.

Bunch of rich survivalist nutjobs.

Doling out bread and water
like you're the peasants

and they are the lords of the manor.

And this, this is the whole truth!

[crowd clamoring]

No. It's like I told your brother.

This isn't over until I say it's over.

Here you go.
Want to read some indictments?

Want to read about Ian Ross?

Read it all, guys.

It's all there.

[shouts overlapping]

[Evan] Back it up. Back it up!

[man] What is this?

[clamoring continues]

[Evan] Hey! Back up!

Back it up! Down!

Get down!

Back it up! Back it up!

Come on! Now!

Bring it in. Let's go. On me.

Move forward, slow.

[dramatic music playing]

Get out of my way. Get out of my way!

Let's go.

We've got you.

- [groans]
- [bullets loading, clattering]

[Jenna] Hey.

Hey.

Thought you'd be asleep.

[Jenna sighs] No.

What's this? What are you doing?

[Cain groans]
Gonna take a perimeter shift.

Spend a little time alone.

Maybe somebody else should go tonight.
Get some rest.

[Cain] I want to do this.

[bullets clicking]

- Can I ask you a question?
- Sure.

When Masterson was talking
about Ian and the drugs,

can you tell me that that's not true?

[sighs]

How much did Ian tell you
about our business?

[Jenna] He told me everything. I thought.

You guys were farming,
permaculture, medicinal herbs.

[Cain] Yeah, that's almost everything.

It's almost everything?

You knew all about this,
the collapse and all that,

you knew it was coming, right?
He told you?

Of course. I mean, I saw
the government predictive models,

the think tanks.

It's why we built this place.
Of course I knew.

Yeah. Look what a good job he did.

Y'all have everything you would ever need.

Except for one thing.

One thing that he couldn't get legally.

It was for Claire.

See, he was afraid
that if she ever had any heart issues

after the transplant,
if it ever, ever rejected...

that you would need
surgical grade anesthesia for her.

Yeah, and we got it. We stockpiled it.
I know everything about that.

Where do you think he got it?

We started growing poppies.

- You grew some flowers?
- Mm-hmm. [light chuckle]

Six hundred hectares of them.

Just to see if we could get
the opium from it

and the morphine from that
and the oxycodone and...

We did. We were able to do it.

Did Ian make heroin?

No. No. Ian never made heroin.

You made heroin.

And I got caught selling it.

So Ian took all his influence
and all his money and made it go away.

[grim music playing]

And he made me go away.

[sighs] That answer all your questions?

- [Jenna] Yeah.
- Good.

'Cause I got one for you.

Are you giving away food?

What?

Father Burnham told me that somebody here
is giving food to the Kindred.

- [Jenna] I don't know.
- You don't know?

Do you know anybody that might be
friendly to him or to that church?

Kindred is a big church.
Most of the town, the whole community.

All of our friends. [chuckles]

You have members
of the Kindred on the Homestead?

Of course,
it's like 30% of the people here.

Who?

The Spencers, the Baumgartners,
the Coxes, they're all--

- I mean--
- They're gone.

- They're not gone.
- They're gone. All of them are gone.

I don't care who they are.

These are Ian's rules
and we're keeping them.

[laughs] Si-- Since when do you care
about Ian's rules?

Maybe since he died.

Maybe since he's not here
to care about them anymore.

That's my job now.

- And I'm gonna do it.
- Josh.

Don't call me that.

[dramatic music playing]

[ominous music playing]

[grass crunching underfoot]

[gun clicking]

[music fades]

[crickets chirring]

- [glass shatters]
- [cutlery clatters]

Now it's over.

[intense dramatic music playing]

[music ends]

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