All language subtitles for Kung Fu S01E10 Alethea_Legendas02.ENG

[theme music]

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As quickly as you can,
snatch the pebble from my hand.

When you can take
the pebble from my hand,

it will be time
for you to leave.

[oriental music]

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Time for you to leave.

[flesh sizzling]

[birds chirping]

[mandolin music]

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Hello.

-Hello.
-What you doing up here?

-Listening.
-I was just practicing.

Waiting for the stage to come.

-Is what you play a lute?
-No, it's a mandolin.

This is called a plectrum.

It makes a sound
like running water.

-Try it.
-Oh, no, thank you.

It would disturb my memory
of what you just played.

I'm going into Cardiff.

I'll be taking lessons
from Reverend Williams.

I'll be living with my Uncle
Flan and going to school too.

Play some more.

[mandolin music]

Just a driver and shotgun rider,
that's all.

-Unless they's some more inside.
-Some more what?

-More guards.
-They hardly never do.

They hardly never carry
no $21,000 in cash neither.

Let's get this thing staked out.

What's your name?

I am called Caine.

They call me Lethe,
but my real name

is Miss Alethea Patricia Ingram.

My real name
is Kwai Chang Caine.

Your eyes look funny.

My eyes look far and near...

...but I did not know
they looked funny.

My mother says if I keep
squinting when I read...

...that I'll have
lots of wrinkles

around my eyes, like you.

-What is "squinting?"
-Well, it's like this.

Yeah.

I, too, read many things.

But I have no mother to warn me.

I'm sorry. I have a nice one.

-Yes?
-Yeah.

-Howdy, Alethea.
-Howdy, Mr. Tutt.

What you doing
out here all by yourself?

Well, I'm going into Cardiff.

Mr. Jezdale, he's the one
that owns the ranch.

He's coming in,
and I'm going out.

-Mr. Tutt, this is Mr. Caine.
-Mr. Caine.

You got sort of
an Injun look about you.

It is a Chinese look, Mr. Tutt.

Well, I wouldn't be boasting
about that if I were you.

About being a Chinaman.

Folks around these parts ain't
got much use for that sort.

I got use for them.

[dog barking]

Hiya!

Well, here she comes!

You ain't gonna drink
out of that.

The water is not pure?

Tamper down. Man's got
a right to water.

We was wondering,
there gonna be a big turnout...

...of Jezdale hands
to greet the old man coming in?

I do not know.

Alethea!

Not the same dipper.

-I will get you another.
-No, it's alright.

You know, I never rode
on a stagecoach before.

You know how old I am?

How old are you?

I am twelve.

It is time you went forth
into the world...

...beyond these walls
by yourself.

You will reach
Mai-chi-San Temple...

...noon of the second day.

You will deliver
what I entrust to you...

...to Master Wan Ti.

On your journey,
you will say nothing

to anyone of what you carry.

I will speak only when spoken
to, master, and then briefly.

Can you read the scroll
of Chuang Chou?

I do not know, venerable sir.

Begin.

"Long ago, Chuang Chou
dreamed that he was a...."

Chuang Chou dreamed
that he was a butterfly. Go on.

"He was very joyful
as a butterfly...

...well pleased with his lot,
his aims fulfilled.

He knew nothing of Chou the man.

But shortly, he awoke and found
himself again to be Chuang Chou.

And he could not tell
whether as Chou...

...he had dreamed
he was a butterfly...

...or whether as a butterfly
he had dreamed he was Chou."

This scroll is 400 years old.

A copy taken from the seventh
original. It is priceless.

You are not afraid
to travel alone?

I am afraid only of failure,
venerable sir.

Then take pains
that you do not fail.

Master, we are taught that
the most important gift...

...of our natures is
the reaching out to one another.

To say and to listen.

To teach what we know truly
to those who do not know.

To send peaceful thoughts
over the bridge of words.

Yet I am to speak
only when spoken to.

Reach out, yet be wary of what
you allow yourself to grasp.

Go now, grasshopper.

Guard above all things
the purity of your vision.

Chuang Chou dreamed
he was a...

...butterfly.

-Mr. Caine, it's here!
-Whoa. Hold up.

One move and you're dead men,
both of you.

Here, take this.

You in there!
Jezdale, anybody else!

Hand your gun out butt first.

Hands in the air, you!

I'm gonna shoot Tutt here
right twixt the eyeballs...

...if you don't get in motion.

Get out.

Come on, come on.

Give me your wallet.

Come on!

Why did you do it?

Why did you shoot that poor man?

I can see the cowhands
coming from the ranch.

They were
supposed to meet Mr. Jezdale.

Don't give me an excuse
to cut you down, Chinaman.

Because I would be
more than happy to do so.

I'm sorry, Mr. Caine.

I, too, am sorry, Alethea...

...that you have seen
what happened here.

Wish I hadn't.

So do I.

[people shouting]

The two of you
are losing all control!

We ought to
stretch his yellow neck.

Rafe Crowder and me--

That little girl said
he done it.

She seen him with her own eyes.

Hold it, boys. Hold it!

Now, Sheriff Ingram is not gonna
stand still for any lynching.

Well, you correct me
if you want to, Mr. Jezdale...

...but that little girl
out there says this Chinese

is the one that did it.
Am I right?

-Come on, let's get him!
-Hold it! Hold it!

We won't hurt you.

Wait!

Do not kill him with a knife.

You will ruin his clothing...

...for which I am prepared
to pay you handsomely.

I, Shang Tzu the magician, have
the ability to shrink myself...

...to the size of this boy,
yet lacking the clothing to--

He's a monk! You would kill
a boy monk, would you?

He attacked you,
no doubt, with his teeth.

Hold it! Come on!

Clancy, them two road agents
lose you, did they?

No, sir, Mr. Jezdale.
They almost left us kicking.

They've got a Sharp's .50
caliber, by the sound of her.

And one of them bad-bellies was
born with a pure shooting eye.

Well, I figure them road agents
will hole up soon.

One of them's shot.

That's the sheriff's problem.

Wittner, you take the Chinaman
into Cardiff by the north route.

That'll be faster
than the coach road.

Let's get one thing straight!
No lynching!

-You get him into town alive.
-Sir.

Bill, Charlie, go get the
horses. I'll take care of him.

Pick up the knife, my child.

-And cut their throats.
-I thank you for rescuing me...

-...but I cannot kill them.
-As you like.

But remember, child,
you owe me your life.

What's that you have there?

I am not learned
in these matters...

...but I know a thing
of great value when I see it.

Is it not so?

Of course it is. It's priceless.

They send a mere child
out alone with such a treasure?

I, Shang Tzu, prestidigitator--
Magician...

...shall accompany you
to your destination...

...protect you
from highway bandits...

...and teach you
the wondrous ways I know...

...of clothing the naked eye
with error.

And you, in turn,
shall teach me such things...

...as you have learned
at your temple.

You're a seeker of the holy way?

Why, of course, my child.

Which is the reason
I take so deep an interest

in this scroll that you carry.

Alright, Bill, Charlie,
take the horses on down.

We'll take him across.

Ain't no use
in taking you to Cardiff.

They're just
gonna hang you anyway.

No, no, no!
Not half long enough!

You must control your breath
so that the people watching...

...will believe that you
can never surface alive.

I will try again.

You must call me by name.
Shang Tzu.

It is conducive to good fortune
and trust among friends!

Is the scroll where I put it,
Shang Tzu? It must not get wet.

Never fear, Kwai Chang.
The scroll, like your trust...

...is as safe
as where you put it.

Now, under you go again.

And Shang Tzu will teach you
that the Shaolin Temple...

...is not the only school
a young man must attend.

[intense music]

Right there. Right there!
Get him!

-Did you get him?
-I don't see nothing.

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Sir?

Shang Tzu? Are you hiding?

You see him? Where is he?

I'm Sheriff Ingram.

If you're done swimming,
I'd like to talk to you...

...about the murder
of Rafe Crowder.

I am innocent.

I'd like to take your word
on that, pilgrim...

...but my little niece
tells me otherwise.

Uncle Flan.

Lethea.

Got your beautiful mandolin
all smashed?

Yeah, but Mr. Caine's
gonna fix it for me.

I can't give him no tools.

But all he needs is these.

Well, maybe we can
get him some glue.

Lethea...

...now you listen
to your Uncle Flan.

That man in there,
you saw him do what he did.

I can't let you get close enough
to where he might hurt you.

But Mr. Caine wouldn't hurt me.

Hope nobody ever does, child...

...but I can'
t let you back there.

Mr. Caine!

Mr. Caine!

Mr. Caine!

-Hello, Alethea.
-Did I disturb you?

-No. I heard you in the office.
-But I didn't make any noise.

To a flea, even the sound of
a grasshopper is like thunder.

I'm sorry. My Uncle Flan won't
let me bring you the tools.

It does not matter, grasshopper.
I will use my hands.

-Mr. Caine, are you my friend?
-Yes.

-Even after what I did?
-You told the truth?

Yes, just what I saw.

Then I'm proud to have you
for a friend...

...because of what you did.

Goodnight, Mr. Caine.

Goodnight.

She's an innocent little girl.
She don't lie.

I know.

You really think
you can fix this mandolin?

It will never be the same.

But I will do what I can.

Thank you.

You know, if I was you,
I'd get me a lawyer.

If the jury cannot see
innocence in my eyes...

...will they find it
in a lawyer's mouth?

--and then did shoot Raphael Sam
Crowder with a Colt's pistol...

...belonging to Sampler Harte.

Said murderous act,
being witnessed

by Miss Alethea Ingram, a minor.

-Mr. Prosecutor.
-Yes, Your Honor?

This court has been temporarily
reconvened in this office...

...and it excludes
the presence...

...of everyone
except you gentlemen...

...due to the tender years
and delicate nature...

...of the witness Mr. Crowder
has just referred to.

Now this may seem
somewhat unconventional...

...but I appreciate you
gentlemen of the jury...

...suffering the discomfort
of cramped quarters...

...in the interest
of conducting this trial...

...with due respect for the
rights of the defendant...

...and of the sensibilities
of the witness.

May I call the witness,
Your Honor?

Whenever you're ready,
Mr. Stoddard.

Let's get started.

Now, I will ask you members
of the jury....

Come on ahead, honey.

Oh, now, there's nothing
to be ascared of.

He will ask you to consider
his words as innocent.

I will ask you to note
the innocence of this child...

...and consider whether you will
believe his words or hers.

You take that chair, please.

You are Miss Alethea Ingram,
huh?

Alethea Patricia Ingram.
Yes, sir.

Now, Alethea, will you tell us,
in your own way...

...exactly what you saw
the accused, Mr. Caine, do...

...when Rafe Crowder
was shot dead.

Mr. Caine was
right next to me...

...and he pushed me
behind the wheel...

...so the bullets
wouldn't hit me.

Yes, Alethea, and what did he do
during the shooting?

Well...

...Mr. Caine, when the man
threw him his gun...

...Mr. Caine caught it...

...and it was pointing
right at Rafe Crowder.

He aimed the gun
at Rafe Crowder.

Then what happened?

Well...

...Mr. Crowder stood up
just about then...

...and he got hit
right in the chest...

...and fell backwards
onto the ground.

I'm sorry, Mr. Caine,
I don't wanna be the one--

Alright, quiet. Quiet!

Gentlemen, please, may we
have quiet? Thank you.

That's alright, Alethea.
You're just telling the truth.

Now, what did Mr. Caine do next?

He....

He threw the gun away.

[dramatic music]

[gavel striking]

Kwai Chang Caine, you have been
found guilty of murder.

It is the judgment
of this court...

...that you be taken
to a place of execution...

...and hanged by the neck
until dead.

And may God have mercy
on your soul.

[mandolin music]

-Sounds like he's got it fixed.
-Um-hm.

Would you like to go back there?

Yeah!

I didn't come yesterday
because I thought that maybe--

Do not condemn yourself
for telling the truth.

I didn't think you could do it.

Will you play a song for me?

Sure.

* 'Tis a gift to be simple *

* 'Tis a gift to be free *

* 'Tis a gift to come down *

* Where we ought to be *

* And when we find ourselves
in a place just right *

* To be in the valley
of love and delight *

* When true
simplicity is gained *

* To bow and to bend
we shan't be ashamed *

* To turn turn
to be our delight *

* By turning turning
we come round right **

[thwacking hammer]

What's all that noise?

Carpenters, honey.

What are they building
out there?

A gallows.

For the morning.

No!

Lethea!

That's a hard thing
to say to a child.

It was the truth.

To say less would dishonor
the respect for truth...

...which she has won
at such great cost.

And when I came from the water
to breathe the last time...

...Shang Tzu the magician
was not there.

And the scroll of Chuang Chou?

-It, too, was not there.
-You were deceived?

I confess my unworthiness.

I have failed in my mission,
disgraced your trust in me.

Of shame there is
a great variety.

But the butterfly scroll
of Chuang Chou, only one.

I am told, sir, that this scroll
belongs to you.

We are in your debt, always.

Now, wretched thief,
to the block!

Kwai Chang, my friend,
my companion!

My joy is great to see you!

This is the magician?

-Yes.
-I did not do so wrong a thing!

The scroll is returned. And I
think you certainly remember...

...that I asked if I might
borrow it for a few hours.

Yes! To show to my aged and
dying uncle Li Lo, the scholar.

You recall
how I asked to borrow it?

Imagine my dismay when I
returned to the lake

and found that you were gone.

I searched and searched!
"Kwai Chang! Kwai Chang!"

Then I looked
at the lake and mourned.

He lies.

He was found
attempting to sell the scroll

to a dealer in stolen goods!

What will be done at the block,
master? Will he be whipped?

Perhaps.

-And then beheaded.
-Beheaded?

Shang Tzu the magician, for
borrowing that foolish scroll?

Oh, please.

Dear friend of my happier days,
young Kwai Chang, save me.

Tell them I only borrowed.

You must! You owe me a life.

I saved yours and that foolish
scroll. Tell them that.

Is this so?

-It is so.
-You see, you see?

I risked my life to save his.

It is of no importance
what else he did.

Did he or did he not ask
to borrow the scroll?

Simply speak the truth. Did he,
or did he not steal it outright

as had been claimed?

I await your answer.

There is nothing I wish.

Then it's time.

[thunder rumbling]

[rain pattering]

[dog whimpering]

[thunder rumbling]

[rain continues pattering]

Stop it!

-I lied!
-Hold it.

He didn't do anything.

I lied. Uncle Flan, I lied.

I didn't see him shoot.
I didn't see anything.

I lied because he's a Chinaman.
Please, Uncle Flan, let him go.

He didn't do anything.

Please.

I'm the one who lied. Not him.

Remove the noose.

The posse followed them
up past the north loop

into the hills and lost them
about here, beyond Big Mesa.

I think you can pick up
the trail at the station.

Abner Tutt will give you
any particulars you need.

Well, you can get started, and
I'll catch up with you later.

I couldn't let them hang you.

I'm glad to be alive.

The judge said I was
the only witness against you...

...so if I lied on my oath
in the trial...

they'd have to let you free.

And did you lie on your oath?

You're the only one who knows.

There is one other.

I don't care.
It saved your life.

I care.

But I know you didn't do it!

Your eyes saw a gun
in my hand and a man shot.

For all you truly know,
your lie has freed a murderer.

-But you said you were innocent.
-Must I always tell the truth?

But you couldn't lie!
You hate lying as much as I do!

If I never lie again, can't I be
the same me as I was before?

Each waking moment is as a rung
on an endless ladder.

Each step we take is built
on what has gone before.

Then I'll always be a liar.

Yes.

But I can take
your lie from you.

-How?
-I will show you...

...that your lie
was indeed the truth.

Trust me.

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What'd you find?

Hold the horse.

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You came after me?

The Piutes loaned me
two of their trackers.

They found them road agents
in a barn down the ravine.

Down the ravine?

You didn't know?

-The trail stops.
-I noticed. Half a mile down.

How would I know?

I'm not sure what you know.

I did not know where they are.

Well, you'll find out
pretty quick.

We're going in shooting.

If you kill them, Alethea's lie
will not be taken from her.

-She'll get over it.
-I will bring them alive...

-...if you will give me time.
-Time?

To warn them?

If you distrust me,
why let me go?

To see which way you run.

Hope it's not
against me, Caine...

...because then
I'd have to kill you.

And that would sorrow me some.

What do you think about this?

For breakfast?

Take a dirt-mean man
to shut a book...

...and kill
a pretty thing like this.

[clacking]
Shh!

There's somebody out there.

I'm gonna go get him.

[clacking continues]

[clacking continues]

Gonna go harder
if you keep me waiting!

You! Drop your gun,
put your hands up!

-Who's there?
-Sheriff of Cardiff County.

You're un--

[gunshot]

Alright, let's go. Watch out for
the Chinaman, could be a trap.

[dramatic music]

[groaning]

[groaning]

Get the Sharp's
and bullets up to the roof!

Larrabee! Do you hear me,
Larrabee?

Caine...

...if you ain't a road agent...

...and you ain't a itinerant
musician, just what are you?

I am a priest.

Will the master intercede

and spare this
wretched thief's life?

How shall I answer, grasshopper?

[intense music]

-Spare his life.
-Because you owe him yours?

Spare his life...

...and take mine.

I beg you, spare his life.

-Master?
-Yes?

When shall they come for me?

Nothing more
will be taken from you.

But, venerable sir,
I have lost nothing.

You did not notice then?

The scroll has been returned.

But your innocence,
grasshopper...

...how shall that be returned?

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Afraid it isn't straight yet
in my head, Mr. Caine.

About the truth.

Is it not better to have it
straight in your heart?

But I was wrong
when I wasn't lying...

...and I was right when I was.

And neither
of the two road agents...

...has admitted
to killing Mr. Crowder.

And yet, everybody says
the truth has finally

been brought out.

I don't see how.

The truth is that you are not
a liar, and I am not a murderer.

Still, wouldn't you like to know
just which one did it?

-Both of them did it, Alethea.
-But that's not the whole truth.

The people of the country
of Greece have a name for truth.

What?

Alethea.

Alethea is a girl
who loves the truth.

I love you, Mr. Caine.

[instrumental music]

And I have not loved
anyone more.

Goodbye.

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