All language subtitles for S.W.A.T. - 5x01 - Vagabundo.WEB.en

Previously on SWAT...

Hondo's a good guy, but everyone knows

that his promotion
was affirmative action nonsense.

Why were you recording them?

They're racists, Annie.

So what are we gonna do about it?

I'm not going to IA with just
my word against theirs.

The Board of Rights
reached a decision regarding

Lee Durham's punishment.

He will not be fired from the LAPD.

Maybe we got one last card we can play.

You're talking about going to the press?

Do you see any other option?

What you are talking about

is career suicide.

There's gonna be an article
in the L.A. Times

coming out tomorrow. They'll be
printing my name as the source.

Mayor's gonna have your head for this.

- I know.
- I met with the chief.

You're being demoted
from 20-Squad leader.

They want to force me to quit so
they can keep their hands clean.

I ain't gonna lie.
I did not see that one coming.

If you want to take some time
to decide what you want to do,

just know two things.
One... I'm on your side,

and two... you helped save this city.

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Willie...

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How many times do we got
to go through this, Willie?

I'm tired. Aren't you tired?

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Stubborn,

old and dumb?

Damn.

- No, no. No, no.
- Hey!

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Get your car off my property.

You know, I've never seen you smile.

Why so mad all the time?

Especially when me
and my father are offering you

a very, very, very fair deal.

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Take your money and shove it right...

Hey.

Is there a problem here?

Are you lost?

No.

But I think you're on
my friend's property.

I've been staying at his place.

This is not your friend's land.

Is that right?

It's mine. And my mother's.

Well, I guess it's hard
to know when one ranch ends

and another begins with no fences.

Now that you know, get lost.

So this is your place?

Yes.

It's very beautiful.

And these two guys...

They're guests of yours?

Trespassers.

Señor, my friend asked you to leave.

You should listen to him.

His nose doesn't look broken,

but you might want
to take him to get some ice.

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I'll see you soon, Delfina.

My mother rejected every one
of your father's offers.

You and he can both go to hell.

American?

Who are you?

Nobody.

I just came across people needing help.

Amigo?

Gracias.

You don't ever run into me again.

Understand?

All right.

Morning, Señor Harrelson.

Buenos días, señora.

Uh... ¿Cómo estás hoy?

- Yeah?
- Not bad.

If you like the sound

- of nails on a chalkboard.
- Well, my Spanish

is just about as good
as your cooking, okay?

Don Anthony did not hire me

to boil beans
and press tortillas all day.

Well, you do run a tight ship
around here, Paloma.

No doubt about it.

I heard you were quite the hero
this morning.

It was nothing.

Not according to Delfina Reyes.

I don't know who that is.

She and her mother own
that big farm across the creek.

You met that Novak son, the gringo?

His name's A.J. Es un maldito.

Bad. And those poor women...

They've been through enough tragedy.

How's that? Their father, Don Miguel...

He died a few months ago.

Accident working the fields.

So sad.

The Reyes have had that farm forever.

They're good people.

All I did was change a tire.

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Can I help you, Officer?

I'm looking into a
confrontation that happened

earlier today at the Reyes farm.

Were you there?

I was there... after the confrontation.

- What's your name?
- Harrelson.

You need to take my statement?

No. That won't be necessary.

My boss, the chief, asked me
to come by and see the man

who's been causing
problems with our locals.

I'm afraid you have the story wrong.

I take it the Novak kid
left out the part

where he assaulted an old man.

Assault is a very serious charge.

How long you been staying here?

Couple of months.

How long you plan on staying?

Haven't decided yet.

House belongs to my friend Anthony.

He says I can stay as long as I'd like.

Look, I know
you were probably just trying

to help Delfina Reyes
and her farmworkers.

To me, that's a decent man.

But I recommend
you stay away from A.J. Novak.

You mess with him,
you mess with his father.

You don't want to mess with his father.

We don't need any heroes
around here, you understand?

I came here to get away from
problems, not find new ones.

Then you understand. Bueno.

Enjoy your stay, Mr. Harrelson.

Adios.

That about what happened
at Los Reyes farm?

Nothing happened. It's over now.

Well, Delfina... It's not over for her.

She called again.

Her mother wants you
over for lunch today.

You tell 'em I said, "No thanks."

Here, an invitation

to break bread is a high compliment.

Do you want to piss off
your friend's neighbors?

You can use a hand.

I am Isabel Reyes, Delfina's mother.

Daniel.

Forgive me. We are down on
workers, so I had to help here

- so I lost track of time.
- It's quite all right.

- I can pitch in.
- No, no. Absolutely not.

You're our guest for lunch.

I really don't mind working for my grub.

Thank you. Mm-hmm.

Well, that's the, uh, hardest
I've worked in a while.

Feels good.

You must have a job behind a desk.

I don't want
to track dirt in your house.

Wouldn't be the first time.

Well, it's my first time in your home.

You can use the wash station over there.

There are towels under the sink,

and I'll get a clean shirt for you.

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His name is Arthur Novak. He's
some kind of European investor.

We've never met him.

His son A.J. handles all negotiations.

How long have he and his son...?

And you saw the way A.J. negotiates...

Like an animal, with threats
and knives. Ever since

my father died, he's been
driving our farm workers away,

trying to force us to sell.

How about we let Daniel finish?

All because why?

We won't give him
and his father what they want?

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Ms. Reyes, I have to say,
this is the best meal

I've had here so far.

Please, call me Isabel.

And I am good, but not that good.

- Top three, then.
- Hmm.

I'm very sorry
to hear about your husband.

My daughter takes after him.

Very impatient, but passionate.

That's why I fell in love with him.

This land has been in our family
for six generations.

Too long for us
to just sell it to someone.

I'll get dessert.

So, the worker who was injured...
He's all right?

His nose wasn't broken, like you said.

How did you know that?

Didn't look broke.

Where in America are you from?

Los Angeles.

I was there once, as a kid.

Too much noise.

Hmm. Can't fight you on that one.

What do you do there? For work?

I'm not sure.

That's why I came here...

To block out all the noise and...

figure out my next move.

It's incredible.

- Seems to go on forever.
- 120 acres.

Most family farms here
are too small to succeed.

We've been lucky.

Six generations.
Got to be more than luck.

My family has survived it all.

Chaos, dictatorship,
bandits, the revolution.

We've fought too hard
to sell to greedy bastards.

- They offer you a fair price?
- I suppose.

But we never wanted the farm
to make us rich.

Just to make our lives good.

And now, with this Novak kid
scaring off your workers...

I don't know how
we take care of our crops.

Who was the guy with Arthur's
son this morning? The local?

Gabriel. He used to work for us.

I got the feeling there was

- more than that between you two.
- We dated.

Ended bad?

My father hoped
we'd get married one day,

take over the farm together.

And I would have.

He betrayed you.

Broke my heart.

My mother's too proud to
admit it, but she's scared.

This is our home,

and now we're too afraid to even
go into town to buy supplies,

in case we run into any of them.

I was gonna take a drive
into town today.

You can come with me, get what you need.

You would do that?

Wow. You aren't playing.

- Is this everything?
- One more stop maybe.

My mother and her spices.

Only one shop will do.

Look.

The best ice cream you've ever had.

All the American ice cream
combined cannot compare.

Careful now.

You get in line.

I'll get my mother's spices.

I'll be back in time to order.

Okay.

I'll be right back. Two minutes.

- Gracias.
- Mm-hmm.

Delfina.

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You're crazy in the head.

Do you not like money, Delfina?

Something about money
that... bothers you?

Just your money.

Or should I say your
father's money, pendejo?

The mouth on this one...

A.J., stop. Please.

Let me go now.

Money doesn't know where it came from.

It's just money.

We're offering you more
than enough of it,

so stop pretending
you're too good to take it.

Move, please. I have to go.

What is that scent?

Is that coconut?

She said she has to go.

Step aside.

We're just having a
conversation, a private one.

Conversation's over.

Our business does not concern you.

I'm not arguing that, but
I'm leaving with her right now.

I thought I told you
not to run into me again.

You really don't know
who my father is, do you?

Where did you learn to do that?

It's not important right now.

To me, it is.

Self-defense class.

Liar. The way you fight,

how you knew Willie's nose wasn't broken

just by looking at it.

Who are you?

You-you can help my mother and me.

No, okay? No.

I'm not your answer. I'm sorry.

With Arthur Novak.

We'll go see him, and
you'll end this thing for us.

Weare not doing anything.

Delfina, what happened
back there... it was a mistake.

You got it? You and your mother
need to call the police

and let the proper authorities
handle this.

Of course. That's what we need
to do. Go to the police.

Why didn't my mother
and I think of that?

Dumb, dumb women.

The Novaks hold the police
in their hands.

I'm sorry to hear that.

But I didn't leave
a bad situation back home

to get caught up in another one here.

This isn't my job.

What happened to you in Los Angeles?

You didn't seem the kind
of man to turn your back

on people who need you.

Now I do feel dumb.

I'll walk home.

Delfina?

I'll see what I can do
to help, all right?

Now, will you please just get in?

Please.

What happened the day your husband died?

Miguel and Gabriel went to the canyon

to drill for water
and set up a new well.

How did the accident happen?

We don't know all the details.

Drilling a well...

My father had done it many times before.

It's always dangerous, and that day...

That day, something happened
with the equipment.

Miguel was hit in the head and died.

Instantly.

Was there an investigation?

People came.

- We were told it was an accident.
- How long after

Miguel died did Arthur Novak
make you an offer?

One whole day.

We hadn't even buried
my father before A.J. came

with his father's money like a vulture.

Where exactly was your father drilling?

Leo Ramirez, probably.

He's the man around here
for drilling wells.

Everyone uses him,
though I don't know why.

He's a rip-off.

If Leo sneezes on the job,
he'll charge you for the tissue.

Do you know anything about
A.J. Novak's father, Arthur?

Nothing... other than he's a millionaire

who owns properties all over the world.

- He comes from Europe?
- Maybe.

I heard Ireland because of his accent.

Then it was Hungary.

Then there were rumors
about he was Russian mob.

No one really knows.

How long's he been here?

A year, little more.

He's built a hotel,

converted a historical building
into a bar,

bought up some ranches.

A lot of people like the money
he brings in,

but some have lost jobs,
and crime has gone up.

Do you know this Leo Ramirez well enough

to give him a call and
have him stop by here?

I'd like to ask him a couple questions,

if you could translate for me.

You need me to translate?
With your wonderful Spanish?

- I'll call him.
- Paloma, one last thing.

What's the password
for the Internet here?

You made me promise to never
tell you that, remember?

You were getting away from the world.

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Delfina.

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¿Pero mami?

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Gracias.

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That must be Leo.

Step outside, please.

You want to tell me why?

I warned you not to be a hero.

You sent three men to the
hospital, one with a broken leg.

They threatened Delfina Reyes,
and then they attacked me.

We have three victims
who say you were the aggressor.

I have no choice.

I have to do my job.

Is that the lie you tell yourself

so you can sleep at night?

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Vamos.

This is Chief Barrera.

When am I being released?

Ustedes Americanos...

The chief says he has
no patience for outsiders

coming to our peaceful town
causing mayhem.

We believe in law and order here.

Not so hot on the truth, though.

He wants you to know that
you are facing serious charges

for attacking and
terrorizing our citizens.

Fortunately for you,

Señor Novak is a generous man.

He might persuade his son
and his associates

to drop their charges...
He might persuade them?

Novak would like to meet you.

You're to join him
for lunch at his hotel.

And if I'd rather not?

Then you will be booked and charged.

It's your choice.

You must be the man of the hour.

And you must be Arthur Novak.

The cause of all the problems
around here.

In negotiations,

we call that "a non-starter."

Is that what this is?

- A negotiation?
- I hope so.

But first, you must
be thirsty, starving.

Please, sit.

The ceviche here...
You won't find better anywhere.

They use this garlic chili oil.

Fantastic.

Mister...?

- Harrelson.
- Well, Mr. Harrelson,

don't you know that an invitation

to eat and drink
is a show of affection here?

I do.

That's why I'm declining.

You wanted to talk, so... talk.

No foreplay? Just down and dirty.

I understand.

Shame, though.

Look, I've been sweating
my ass off in jail

- on trumped-up charges, so...
- Trumped-up?

My employee won't walk for two months.

I tried to leave
with Delfina peacefully.

Your employee wanted that fight,
so that's what he got.

But you already know that.

I'll tell you what I don't know:
Who you are.

Just a guy staying

at his friend's place in Mexico
enjoying the peace and quiet.

At least I was until I met your son.

My son.

Heart's in the right place,
but his temper...

Like his no-good mother,
God rest her soul.

What are you looking for from me?

- Looking for?
- To walk away from all this?

I don't want anything from you.

But when I see someone
harming an old man

and threatening a young woman,

I ain't about to walk away from that.

So, you're a man with a savior complex.

Must make life so stressful.

I don't blame you for
running away from your home.

And you, Arthur?

Who are you exactly?

I'm just a man enjoying delicious food,

good company

- and a spectacular view.
- Yeah?

Well, from what I read,

your home country of Ireland
doesn't want to let you back in,

and Ukrainian and Slovakian authorities

would love to get their hands on you.

I'm guessing that's why
you ended up in Mexico.

No extradition treaty.

You've been a busy boy.

- Don't call me "boy."
- But you're a fool

to judge a man solely by his past.

Lucky for you, I don't.

Otherwise, you'd be sleeping
in that jail cell.

You have a choice to make.

Why don't you just leave
that family alone?

That way I can go back to
what I was doing... nothing.

You haven't even heard my offer,
and already you're countering.

Help me in the betterment
of this little town.

With Delfina and Isabel Reyes?

Sounds like they trust you.

If anyone can convince them
to sell, it's you.

My son and his friends have tried,

but so far, they've only failed.

Maybe that's because the Reyes women

aren't interested in selling.

If you want the assault charges dropped,

you will get them to sell.

I'll even make it easier for you.

Tell them you convinced me

to raise my offer by $100,000

to end all this unpleasantness.

Think you can do that?

$100,000 more?

They can take that extra money
and shove it right up their...

Okay, look, look,
I know this isn't ideal,

but with all your workers now gone...

So you want us to give up?

Look, this is a problem
I can't fix for you.

- Maybe it's your best option.
- Absolutely not.

This is our home.

Papi never would have sold.

- Daniel is right.
- No!

Cheers.

Mami...

My body aches all the time.

My hands feel like sand
because they are so cracked.

And I go to sleep only to spend
most of the night awake.

I'm exhausted, mija.

I don't have anything left in me
to give to this land.

We will take his offer.

I won't let you!

It isn't your choice, mi amor.

The property is in my name.

Was that your idea of helping?

I just spent the morning
in jail because I helped.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Don't look at this as you versus them.

That's how they win.

The first day I helped my father
on the farm, I only complained.

So he pulled out 300 pesos,
told me he'd bury it.

If I found it by the end of the day,

not only would I get to keep it,

but I wouldn't have to work again.

I never found it.

But then he rubbed soil into my hands.

It felt wet, coarse.

He said, "Money is fleeting,

but this land will never leave."

Delfina,

I think there's someone
we should talk to

about the day your dad
and Gabriel were drilling.

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Hey, hey, señor.

Ask him if he was

at the drill site
the day your father died.

Just ask him.

You tell him I want to know

how Miguel's accident really happened.

I'm watching him now.
Meeting with Ramirez.

Delfina is with him, too.

Well, you can't say we didn't

give them every opportunity
to just leave.

You don't think my father's
death was an accident, do you?

Neither do I.

Would they go that far
to get what they want?

- To actually kill?
- We don't have all the facts.

Then we need to get them.

"We"?

Delfina, I'm not gonna be around
much longer.

- You're leaving? Now?
- No.

I don't know when I'm leaving.

But you're gonna have to find a solution

that doesn't involve me.

- What's wrong?
- Hold on.

Oh, my God.

Hold on to that seat belt tight!

- You okay? Call your mother.
- Yeah.

Have her meet you at my place.

You'll both be safer there

- until I get back.
- Where are you going?

Thanks for meeting me.

Well, I'm off duty, but I only
have a few minutes for this.

- Nobody's following you.
- How do you know?

Because you're bottom of the food chain.

Too low to be considered a
threat. That's a good thing.

That spider web that you call
a department? Your boss?

You're not mixed up with them yet.

That's why you can help me.

I don't think Miguel Reyes's
death was an accident.

I think he was killed.

Killed? By who?

The Novak associate

who's a former employee
of the Reyes farm.

- Gabriel?
- I think he cut a deal

with Arthur and A.J.

to profit from the sale
of the Reyes farm.

Now, if we took that to your chief,

would he do a proper investigation?

Just how corrupt is Barrera?

Well, he sometimes looks
the other way, but...

- Yeah, I know guys like that.
- No.

If we had proof,
if we had physical evidence

that Miguel Reyes was murdered,

there's no way Chief Barrera
could turn his back.

- Do you have proof?
- Right now, it's just a theory.

A theor...

So your word against theirs?

My word against theirs.

Where have I heard that before?

This job you signed up for...

Working for a man who
looks the other way?

Forcing you to look the other way?

Compromising yourself
more and more every day?

Does that really sit right with you?

If you can get me proof,

I promise to do what I can.

Go ahead.

Try and cut into it.

I'll give you 100 large if you can.

When I found out Miguel Reyes
was drilling for water

and only hit stone, I wondered

if it might have been something else.

Maybe something more valuable.

You knew there was silver
running under that farm.

- And?
- This whole time,

you've been siccing your dogs

on those Reyes women,
trying to force them to sell

for way less than its real value.

Those women being ignorant of the value

of their own property
is not my responsibility.

And the husband, Miguel...

He was quite dim.

I've always taught my son

that there's nothing more useless

than a stubborn, dumb old man,

and that couldn't be more true
of Miguel.

Tomorrow, you're gonna take
a drive out to the Reyes farm,

and you're gonna meet
with Isabel and Delfina,

and you're gonna offer them
the actual fair price,

the price that they deserve.

The price they deserve.

Deserve for people like Isabel
and Delfina is always based

on what people like me think of them.

My fair price now is one peso.

One peso?

Any fair offer is based solely
on what your power merits,

and my power merits that "no"
is never a word I have to hear.

Sadly, right now, Isabel's power?

It merits one peso.

Isabel already said "no"
to your previous offer.

Why in the hell would she ever consider

selling to you for...?

Delfina.

You son of a bitch.

Come on!

This is Anthony.
Sorry I missed your call.

Please leave your name and number.

Delfina, pick up the phone. It's Daniel.

Delfina?! Delfina!

Delfina? Delfin...

I was in the stables,
and I heard screaming.

By the time I ran in,
I heard a car drive off.

She arrived just after I did.

What are they gonna do to my girl?

I can't believe

they would take her
just like that. Are you sure?

- I understand.
- Charro, this is your chance

to do the job you thought
you signed up for.

Now, we can't bring fists to a gunfight.

Do you know where we can weapon up?

Follow me.

We don't get much shooting practice,

so I had to teach myself.

And... being police here,
it can be a dangerous job.

I have to ask, Daniel.
Yes, we have guns.

But how can we possibly
take on Arthur's private army?

It's just us two against all of them.

Call me "Hondo."

There's probably something
I should tell you about myself.

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