All language subtitles for Kung Fu S02E17 Night of the Owls, Day of the Doves

Let this be a warning.

[dramatic music]

This will be a lesson
you'll never forget.

[music continues]

[gunshot]

You'll remember
this night for sure.

[music continues]

[galloping]

-I will help you.
-Too late.

I feel it going. Too late.

There's something
important...in my boot.

Boot.

[coughing]

[coughing]

I figured this would happen.

I tried to be ready.

It's my will.

You're my witness.

[panting]

Mark your X, right here.

[fire crackling]

Grateful.

One more favor, please.

Take it.

Give it....

[groaning]

[dramatic music]

[children laughing]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

Well, that's Sam,
alright. Who killed him?

Five men with cloth
on their faces.

-You mean they wore hoods.
-I found this beside the body.

Well, they
had to find something.

You take him
over to the coroner's office.

The sheriff's taking him
on inside, Mr. Thurmond.

The sheriff's a good man,
takes his job serious.

O for order, W for wisdom,
and L for the law.

That's the way
they fancy themselves.

The order of wisdom, law.

Nightriders. Vigilantes.

Use one excuse or another
to kill farmers like Sam.

Then they take their land
and use it for their own cattle.

You know who they are?

You don't have to be very smart
to know that.

Why do you not stop them?

Knowing's not enough. I gotta
catch them right in the act.

Now, you got business
here in town?

-Yes, I am--
-Then I recommend...

...that you get it over
real quick and clear out.

My friend, men of your race

you won't find it
too friendly here.

[dramatic music]

Beware of judgments of others.

In this imperfect world
in which we live...

...perfection is an illusion.

And so the standards by which
we seek to measure it...

...are also, in themselves,
illusions.

If perfection
is measured by age, race...

...color of skin,
color of hair...

...physical
or mental prowess...

...then we are all lacking.

It is well to remember
that the harshest judgments...

...are reserved for ourselves.

You're gonna make it
real easy for me, Ernie.

I was figuring
on taking your bishop.

I know what
you were figuring...

...but you better refigure.

[wagons rattling]

Hey, guess where
the Chinee is headed?

He asked the way to Ida's.

Looks like
he's equally as low-minded

as a certain sodbuster
I'm thinking of.

Keep an eye on him,
Max. I'm going home.

[knock on door]

--and sees them both there.

Takes out his gun
and puts it at his temple.

She falls out of bed laughing.

He says,
"Keep laughing, you're next."

[all laughing]

It reminds me of another one.

If this one's too risqué
for you ladies please stop me,

There were these two
sheepherders in Wisconsin--

Well, will you look
what the wind blew in.

Cinnamon?

This one's gotta be
a friend of yours.

[dramatic music]

Hai...hai!

Hai!

Simple, controlled movements...

to begin a harmony
of mind and body...

...a moment, surely, of grace
and beauty, of serenity.

Yet strangely, some choose
this moment to weep.

[dramatic music]

Hi??

I came to see Miss Ida.

[all laughing]

Ida, there's someone
here to see you.

A gentleman.

[all laughing]

It's ours. What's the problem?

Him?

Whoever comes with one of our
brass checks is entitled...

...to the hospitality
of the house.

-Any man.
-Please.

I only came...

...to bring this.

"I, Sam Wallace,
being of sound mind, hereby...

...leave my land and house...

...to the following named
ladies, share and share alike:

Ida Quinlan, Billie Fields,
Cinnamon Sun Yeu...

...Lisa Webb...

...Faye Howard."

[all laughing]

Girls.

Does this mean that...

...Sam's gone?

-When?
-Last night.

This house is in mourning
for the rest of the day.

I'm afraid you gentlemen
will have to come back tomorrow.

Now, you listen here,
I ain't leaving yet until--

This is my house, Mr. Evans...

...and you are leaving. Now.

You ladies,
please show the gentlemen out.

I wanna talk to you.

Give Mr. Evans
one of our brass checks.

Well?

Come on.

Sit down.

Take your coat off.

Make...

...yourself comfortable.

Sam was a fine man.

One of the finest.

He was a friend of yours?

For a moment only.

Well, he had the misfortune
of owning something

that Kyle Thurmond wanted.

Now me and the girls own it.

I mean it when I say thank you
for all you've done for us...

...but I think
you just handed us

a 160 acres of trouble.

[dramatic music]

Alright, bring him in.

I don't believe
I know the man, Mr. Frazier.

I don't reckon you'd want to.

Caught him coming out of Ida's
place in a big lather.

I only stopped in
for some whiskey.

Tell Mr. Thurmond
what you heard.

Someone, name of Wallace,

left everything he had
to Ida and the girls...

...share and share alike.

You know that for a fact?

She was reading
right out of the man's will.

She got the will
from the Chinee.

Where are you from, mister?

Denver.

I'm a salesman.
Just passing through.

And do you have a wife
up there in Denver?

-Yes, sir.
-And a couple of little ones?

Three. Like I said,
I just stopped in for whiskey.

Well, next time,
stop in at the saloon.

The whiskey's better.

It's clean.

Show him out, Mr. Greene.

I say Sam Wallace willed himself
right into damnation...

...leaving his land
to a bunch of soiled doves.

Why, that's piling evil
on top of evil.

Life gone out of him,
and he's still womanizing.

And his land is womanizing
with the river.

Look at that.

The only place of easy access.

A plain, simple little parcel...

...until the old girl
had to bend herself

out of shape and embrace it.

Now it hugs her hip
closer than a corset.

What would those women want
with that piece of property?

They may sell it real cheap.

You don't make deals
with the devil.

You need that water,
Mr. Thurmond.

The cattle need it.
My beeves as much as anyone's.

If that parcel belonged to me...

...I would share that water
with every member

of this association.

Maybe the court will declare
that will invalid...

...them women
being what they are.

If they were half coyote, they'd
still have a legal claim...

...as long as they
have that piece of paper.

That's an interesting thought,
Mr. Thurmond.

Well, it could be something
that you and Mr. Frazier

might like to look into.

A city, that's where
I'm heading.

Maybe San Francisco,
maybe somewhere else.

I don't care,
as long as it's exciting...

...and doesn't have any cows,
cowhands, dust, wind or weeds.

You gonna drink that?

Yes.

I'll buy me some fancy clothes,
lots of fancy clothes.

And there'll be real gentlemen
to squire me around...

...and treat me like a lady.

Oh, yeah,
And after the squiring's done

then how are they
gonna treat you?

I guess if the squiring's
good enough, I won't complain.

I would.

You can have
all the gay life you want.

I'm looking to catch me a man
and settle down. A good man.

A good man? Baby, where are you
gonna find one of them?

Same place she finds her
stockings, in the catalog.

You wait.

With my share of the money, I'm
gonna be a respectable woman...

...and then the man
will find me.

Cinnamon, what are you gonna do?

What my father and mother did.

I'm gonna stay
on that land and farm it.

Oh, I didn't know
there was a market for rice.

-I'll grow all sorts of things.
-By yourself?

I like being by myself.

Easy, honey,
I wasn't asking to join you.

That's because you
don't know what it is...

...to feel your hands
in the earth

to see things grow.

Yeah, I'd rather see things
sell. Like hats, for instance.

Maybe that's what I'll do.
Open up a store and sell hats.

Hats? What do you
know about hats?

Well, I could learn.

Yeah, well, maybe I won't
open up a store.

Maybe I'll just keep on going.

Meeting new people,
seeing new places--

You're gonna get tired
of that pretty quick.

I'd sooner be tired
than bored, honey.

I must leave now.

-Thank you.
-Well, Caine...

...what would you do
if you came into some property?

I would seek, as I always have,
to find myself.

I never knew that was something
you had to look for.

There is nothing else.

Let me see your arms.

Why?

Shaolin.

I knew it.

-How?
-The way you talk.

The things you say.

Is it important to you?

No, priest.

A Shaolin
is only important to himself.

What do you want of me?

Nothing.

-You get away from my desk.
-Where's that will?

She's got a gun. Look out!

-Give me that will!
-I'll use this gun!

Let go!

-Oh, my foot!
-Let go!

-Let go!
-My foot.

[groaning]

[glass shatterring]

-What happened?
-Are you all right?

Now, do I look all right?

Thurmond! Kyle Thurmond!

If you're gonna send more owls,
better teach them how to fly!

Thurmond, what's going on here?

Anybody hurt?

No, I don't think so.

I wouldn't be concerned
if I were you.

If you do, you might
find yourself outvoted.

Mr. Thurmond why don't we
go in there and get him.

We will,
just as soon as it's dark.

Put out a call
for a full assembly.

Alright.

He was trying
to get my derringer...

...and it went off
and shot me in the foot.

Easy now, there, Faye.

-Here goes the bad part.
-Alright.

-Oh, I'm gonna get a doctor.
-I don't need no doctor.

Lisa! Lisa, do you hear me?

Could I have some water, please?

Yeah.

[dramatic music]

It's nothing.

-I don't see the bullet.
-It lodged in the shoe.

Give me that.

Blast, I just bought
those shoes!

That's more than a scratch,
Ida. It looks a bit nasty.

That's a well-turned ankle,
young lady. Don't insult it.

-Did they get the will?
-Not on your life...

...and they're never
gonna get it, either.

Don't bother to come up, doc,
I'm already taken care of.

[footsteps]

Lisa?

Is that you?

Ida. Ida, look
what they did to me.

Oh, baby. Baby, come on.

Come on over to Ida.
Come on, baby. Oh, baby.

Now, no, wait a minute.
Let me look at you.

Now, what else did they do?

-Did they hurt you?
-No.

-It's all over my hair.
-Don't you worry about that.

That'll wash right out.

There's just nothing soap, water
and vinegar won't wash out.

Girls, will you stop standing
around? Go clean her up.

You'll be beautiful
again in no time.

Ida, they told me
to tell you something.

They want the will
before midnight.

And if we don't give it to them?

They're gonna burn
the house down with us in it.

[dramatic music]

Now you will give them
what they want?

Never.

You will risk your life

and the lives of those girls
for a piece of land?

They don't have any life,
not the way things are.

It's the first time
they've ever had a chance.

That's more than
a piece of land, Caine.

That's a whole future.

But if the sun rises,
will there not be another day?

[dramatic music]

She is better now.

There is pain, but she can walk.

I can do no more.

Don't go. Please
don't go, not now.

I am sorry.

What do you expect him to do,
Faye, take on that whole mob?

It's our decision.
We take the risks.

Ida will get us out of this.

Is it not foolish
to risk your lives?

I was told a Shaolin
didn't know fear.

I was also told he couldn't
be overcome, not by any force.

The buffalo's horns
find no place to tear...

...the soldier's weapons
no place to strike.

Aren't those the words?

The greatest soldier
wins without a battle.

I should have known.

It's not the first time
my life's been cast aside

in the name
of your sacred temple.

Go ahead, seek
your destiny, noble priest.

Don't bother yourself
with lowly women.

You have known
other Shaolin priests?

One.

Kim Lan, my cousin.

Did you know him?

No. There are many
who come to learn.

I was sold

to pay for his journey
to your Shaolin paradise.

My masters did not know this.
I am sure they did not.

You don't think it would have
mattered to them, do you?

Perhaps not.

And what do you feel?

[dramatic music]

Tears.

Master, it is all too beautiful.

I weep at my good fortune.

Tell me why.

I stood outside
these gates once...

...with many other boys...

...hoping to enter
this place of peace.

Only I was chosen.

What if it had not been so?

-But it was.
-Yes.

But it might not have been.

-Where would I have been then?
-Who can say?

And what of the others?

Where are they now?

That, too, is unknowable for us.

And what of those
who may never come here...

...who will never
know this peace?

-Do you pity them?
-Oh, yes.

Please...

...come with me.

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[barking]

I have nothing of value.

It ain't in here, Chad.

Let him go.

[dramatic music]

[knock on door

Wait a minute. Hold it.

Who are you, son?

I am Caine.

And what's your business here?

I am looking
for a man named Dukes.

-Duke?
-That's the old prospector.

Oh, yeah.

Well, what do you want with him?

I am told he has news
of my half-brother.

-You won't find him here.
-Won't find the sheriff, either.

Likely, he's up in the hills
with old Dukes.

That's out towards Talmadge.
That way.

You'll let him walk out of here
after what he done?

Well, look, he's not done
anything wrong.

He was just protecting a woman.

But I suggest
you start now, son.

These gentlemen seem to feel...

...they have something
to settle with you.

If you met up with them again,
I might not be around.

-Ida.
-Go get the shovel, Cinnamon.

Faye.

Ida.

Those men out
there, they're spoiling.

There's no telling
what they're gonna do.

Faye's right.

Some of us might get killed
before this night is through.

And I know how I feel. I'm
not letting go of what's mine.

But I can't speak
for all of you.

Each one of you has gotta make
her own decision...

...knowing what the consequences
might be if they catch us.

Anyone who wants
to stay behind can.

Chances are they won't
hurt you too bad.

It's the will they want.

For once in my life,
I'm doing something for me.

I'm going.

Well, I ain't gonna stay here.

You know I told y'all how old I
was? I told you a lie.

I'm really six years older.

If I don't go now,
I'll never get another chance.

Well, I'll tell you the truth...

...I'm scared of what they're
gonna do if they catch us...

...but I'm scareder
still to stay.

I'm going with you.

That settles it.

Faye, light one
of those lights up there.

We can use that shovel now.

Hey, we're almost out.

Okay, bring the lamp.

[screaming]

-Let's cover the hole! Come on!
-Good idea.

-Okay. Pull, Cinnamon.
-Oh, God.

[glass shattering]

Ida Quinlan.

We want that paper, woman.

You hand it over,
and we'll go easy with you.

That land is ours by law and
by right, and we're keeping it!

We'll give you 10 more minutes
to change your mind...

...then we're coming in.

Come on.

[dramatic music]

[dramatic music]

They're there too.
We'll never get past them.

-Five minutes.
-Five minutes, you hear that?

Ida, they have us.

[groaning]

Give them the will. Please.

-I guess there's no way.
-There is.

[dramatic music]

Consider a field
of lilies in seed.

The wind which carries
a seed plays no favorites.

The seeds fall
where they will

according to the fortunes
of wind and weather.

Those that fall in fertile soil
may be tended and cared for...

...grow strong and bloom.

Those that fall
in barren soil will die.

Yet some will cling
to life in arid places...

...on hillsides, in deep clefts.

And so the traveler,
unsuspecting...

...comes upon a sight of beauty.

A single lily
growing amid the rocks.

The thoughtful traveler will
water this lily in passing...

...grateful for its strength,

its beauty,
its tenacity to life.

And growing
in the rocks as it is...

...is it not, in its essence,
still a lily?

And every bit
as beautiful as these?

[dramatic music]

It will take
courage and silence.

And you must conquer your fear.

But if you are willing
to try, I will help.

Two minutes.

Alright, here we go.

[dramatic music]

Search the house.

[music continues]

They didn't come
through next door.

-Can't find them. They're gone.

Well, search the town for them.
They've gotta be somewhere.

[music continues]

[music continues]

Timmy, Jim, come here.

You two search out Broad Street.

[insects chirping]

[music continues]

Nobody here.
Search the other end of town.

-Where did you get this?
-It was already here.

Can anyone drive?

You bet I can.
Come on, let's go.

[music continues]

[neighin]

Did you hear that?
It came from inside the stable.

They're going off in the buggy.

They're getting away.
Quick, warn the others.

Mr. Thurmond,
they're getting away.

They're heading for the swamp.

We're stuck.

[insects chirping]

[neighing]

[groaning]

Wait.

[neighing]

Get after him.

Get over there.

I want that will.

I don't have it.

Alright, who does have it?

-I gave it to Caine.
-I don't believe it.

You.

Now, I want that will,
and I want it now.

[insects chirping]

Ida? Ida!

-It's Sheriff Bryce.
-Over here, sheriff.

Over here, sheriff.

Alright, Thurmond,
get up! Get up.

-Ida, you all right?
-Just fine.

Thurmond, these men
with me are U.S. marshals.

And you and your whole outfit
are under arrest.

[dramatic music]

Thanks for everything, Caine.

Thanks again.

Will you really work
the land, all of you?

Well, we're sure gonna try.

Cinnamon knows how,
so that's a good start.

If you ever get a notion
to rest your bones, come see us.

You know
you'll always be welcome.

We're an odd lot for farmers.

Do you think we'll make it?

Yes.

You will bring beauty
to the land.

You will grow strong and bloom.

Thanks, priest.

[bell gonging]

[dramatic music]

Here we go.

Set?

Bye, Caine. ??

Bye, Caine.

-Bye.
-Hey, you come see us.

[music continues]

[theme music]