All language subtitles for +The.Hoodoos.2026

- Yeah, that's her closer me.

General Bruce Start's counter attack must have failed.

Damn fool, I told him it would.

- Hm, I know, Yanks will have another outpost

in another day or two.

The general can't stop a siege.

- Won't be long till they know what we took.

- I know.

- They'll be coming for the gold.

- Dammit man, I know.

Listen, I know a place we can hunker down for the night.

Maybe commander ourselves a wagon

beast of burden at the least.

- Do y'all hear that? Drums and singing?

- Don't they know we got a war going on?

And Yanks is killing regular folk.

And burning down houses too.

- Well these here ain't regular folk.

- Lieutenant, what if they're southerners?

We can't take from our own.

- We are disturbers, own fucking gag.

And if by the Yanks, it'll be bullet or bayonets.

Now your life bound.

You want 'em both don't you, boy?

- Yes sir.

- Stand and deliver.

- Lieutenant Raybyrne.

You promised me two souls and a chest of gold.

- I always keep my promise, Mama Juice.

- Bobby, you okay?

What did you do my friend Bobby?

- Hold your fire, son.

You found your courage. That's all you'll need.

- What? What for?

- A worthy sacrifice.

- Oh shit.

- So that's it?

What, we just wait around like we're at a bus stop?

- Captain has his ways.

We were lucky to be getting this job.

Seems we're about to hit the big time.

- Fuck luck. We've earned our shot.

- Excuse me.

The captain will see you now.

The Crescent City may belong to the captain,

but he prefers to take his meetings outside of the chaos.

- Whatever you say, ma'am.

See yourselves inside.

I'll be here waiting to return you to the city.

- Well this is it, baby,

respect is all we'll manage with these people.

- Put your guns on the table.

Put your guns on the table.

- Satisfied?

- Have a seat.

You and your associates repping out

to be some serious players.

Started with a petty B and E

graduated to grand larceny, grand theft auto

and excellent work on that armored car.

- How'd you know about that?

- I hear things, most of them good

that Andre and his bad bitch make things happen.

Their words, Alyssa, not mine,

but, I am inclined to believe them, considering my sources.

I need a crew that can make things happen.

Any thug can do basic crime,

guns, drugs, girls.

My goals have evolved beyond this and slowly but surely

my operation is beginning to reflect that.

- And what do you think we can do for this operation?

- I want you to steal something very important for me.

Confederate gold.

There's a slave plantation house out in the Teche Bayou.

It has survived hurricanes, floods, famine and war.

And inside that house somewhere are 5,000 coins

just like that one.

- Something like this has gotta be worth-

- Just over $12 million.

- What's the catch? They got armed guards?

Some kind of elaborate vault?

- Voodoo.

Bad things happened in that house

before the gold even arrived and worse things after it did.

The estate belonged to Jean Marcus Fontenot

and he left it to his young bride, Sabine Fontenot.

She had a dark power, that one, and she liked to use it.

She might've been known as Sabine by her Christian name,

but she preferred to be known as Mama Juice.

And that is how she's still referred to

in both heaven and hell.

She's been dead a long time

but that gold still belongs to her.

- You, you saying this is cursed?

- What I'm saying, is there are rules to this game.

There are obstacles that must be overcome,

barriers that will need to be removed.

And yes, certain protections on the gold

that will have to be dealt with.

- And how'd you get it?

- One coin made it out of that house in 1863

and the man who carried it out, went raving mad.

He died in an asylum, not two months later.

- Graveyard dirt

for the god of the cemetery .

Blood to quiet the thirst of the curse.

Seven souls for seven holes .

The noise. One more.

- It has taken a significant amount of effort

to get my hands on that coin

and it yearns to be reunited with its brothers.

I need all seven of your crew.

It has to be seven.

- You know about everyone?

- Of course he does.

- This and the coin, should be enough to get you started.

You get half the take on the gold,

less sales fees, of course.

Do we have a deal?

The challenges that you will face

were built by people of significant faith.

It doesn't matter what you or your crew believes

what's most important is that you face those challenges

using the same beliefs upon which they were built.

- Voodoo.

- Now, no voodoo or mambo priestess

that is right with the lower spirits

would ever take a job like this.

So you are gonna need to find someone

with the requisite skills from outside the community.

Someone who can be bribed or bullied into joining the team.

And it just so happens I have a recommendation

for just such an unfortunate soul.

A real piece of shit.

- Hey, it's your boy, Hatch

coming at you from the Lonely Road.

As you can see, I made it outta Mississippi in one piece.

Big shout out to HotSauce69 for making that vid go viral

'cause now I'm free to wander the realm again.

Today I'm in Carencro, Louisiana,

the beating heart of Cajun Acadiana.

Love my small towns.

No rules, no restrictions, no fucking refunds.

You're in the area,

you drop a pen in the comments, come see me.

In the meantime, like subscribe

and don't forget, voodoo will thank you.

Bro, you've got to quit your day job,

liquidate your life savings and buy crypto.

That's how you become a real G.

- Oh, yeah.

- Hey, go get 'em, killer. - Thank you, man.

- Listen, darling, he's just not that into you.

I know, I know, sometimes it happens that way.

But,

I got something that'll fix

that consent problem you got.

Put this in his food and his drink.

He'll change how he feels about you.

Good luck. - Thank you.

- Listen to me. You need a doctor to look at that.

Ew.

Penny. Penny.

- Thanks for dropping the pin. I came by for that taste.

- I love Louisiana. Come on back.

We're closed, pal.

- Sit down. - No.

- Sit down.

- Every time. - I need my fortune read.

- Yeah, Hatch, go on. Give him a quickie.

- Okay.

Put your hand on the table.

Like this. Okay, think of your question.

All right, we're gonna do a three card spread.

First is the past, that's the devil.

Major Arcana, that means it's usually a person.

So like an authority figure someone of power.

But could also mean that you're bound, like constipated.

But in here.

- Keep going.

- Second card's, the present,

the magician.

Another Major Arcena, so another person.

Probably skills, knowledge, you know? That kind of thing.

Or could also mean that you already have in your possession

what you need to succeed, so.

- Slip it.

- Third card is the future.

Huh?

It's the wheel of fortune.

- Hell yeah. Maybe this voodoo shit has something to it.

Let's get rich.

- No, no, no. That's not what this means.

- You're definitely our guy.

- We're gonna have chat, play nice.

You're gonna do real well for yourself

by the time this is all over, get in the van.

- Let's go. - Okay, okay, okay.

- Move your ass!

Get in there. Get in there.

- Easy, baby.

- Be gentle. It's vintage.

Oh nice, if you find my dignity anywhere, let me know.

- Honey, that's been gone for a while now.

Hoodoo voodoo? Come on.

- What you need to focus on right now

is whether you're in or out.

- So you're not robbing me?

- Like you have anything worth stealing.

- We spent some time on your channel

looks like you're having fun.

- But we know what scraping by looks like.

- Okay, in or outta what?

- We're on a heist job. Money's good, but there's a catch.

We need a sorcerer on our crew.

- You know I, I don't know if I'm a has been or I never was,

but this is all for clicks and cash.

You think I dress like this 'cause I wanna look cool?

- Yes. - Yes.

- Whatever, point is,

I'm a middle aged guy living by himself in a van, okay?

So, you know, rub it in.

- We need a sorcerer who can punch through all the bullshit

that practitioners leave in our way.

I was told to bully you or bribe you.

- Do you wanna get paid or do you wanna get shot?

- Captain's orders.

- Captain?

You took the captain's money? That's binding.

You made a deal with the devil and you don't even know.

- Good guys don't get to be shot callers, all right?

What's it gonna be?

- Fuck! I'm in.

- Oh, Lester, sweetheart, I know you don't have the cash.

Keep rolling like that

and you'll be cleaning my house for a damn year .

- How about I just teach you the alphabet instead?

- Oh, everybody knows you can't read.

- But I know my ABCs.

- Hey, Lester, didn't Tammy date your daddy

for like six months, and you still gonna hit that?

- My old man's got good taste. - That he does, yeah.

- He's in prison right now. I'm here.

Might as well keep her in the family.

- My daddy would kill my ass if I were

to ever lay hands on his girl.

- Hey, I'm nobody's girl

but he sure can ring the bell.

- Nobody here raised, right.

You need Jesus, and you need to go to confession.

- Confess. - Mm, will, sir.

- Okay people, we've got our witch doctor.

It's a long drive tomorrow.

Want us ready to hit this place right after sunset.

- So you're the guy, huh?

Andre, are you serious?

'Cause you look way too fucking pale to be some voodoo man.

Show me what you got. Show me that magic spiritual shit.

- Austin?

You must be the badass.

- Yeah.

I see what you got.

- That makes you the fall guy.

- Hatch, he's the lookout.

- I'm Beauregard.

- Okay.

- This is Tammy, Lester, Dave and Manny here's the guy

that gets to shoot you in the face if you try to fuck us.

- Damn right.

- Let's move on with it.

- Boss. We got this.

- We have a process, all right?

That's why we score. That's why we don't get caught.

- All right, tomorrow we roll out at 19:00.

We'll take Hatches ride instead of the rental.

Sorry honey, but nothing says sketch like a white cargo van.

Yours is better.

- It's caretaker could be armed. So everybody be ready.

And remember, we wanna keep his ass alive

so he can show us where the gold is

and we don't have to tear this place apart.

- Once I confirm the gold,

we give Tammy the signal to bring the band up to the house.

- Like this.

- Yeah, okay, I got it, thanks.

- Then I'll load the gold.

- I'll secure the caretaker out back.

- And we'll haul ass back home.

- At the speed limit.

- At the speed limit.

- Okay, I'm feeling it.

- You know this sounds like a clean B and E,

but you got a guy all tied up,

left alone out in the elements.

- Can't have him calling the cops.

I'm sure somebody will find him, eventually.

- Look, I think y'all are awesome.

Probably real fun to party with.

But this is cold, right?

- Okay, enough, all right? You're gonna do your voodoo.

We're gonna get the gold.

That's all she wrote. Done.

- Should have stayed my ass working at Walmart.

No cameras, no power lines, Captains intel was right.

It's show time, let's go.

- Hold on there, cowboy. Hold on on.

- What?

What is that stuff?

- This is stupid. - Lay off.

- Smells like rum.

- Oh, that's liquid power, baby, yeah.

- Now? - You're good to go, boss.

- Right, silence till we see the caretaker. Go, go.

Okay, Manny and I go in east with Hatch. You guys go west.

We meet at the main house, all right? Let's go.

- Come to me, my boy.

- Hey, keep it together. - What's wrong with you?

- Do you guys not see the name on that gravestone?

- Sabine Fontenot.

- That's Mama Juice's grave. This is her fucking house.

This is so far outta my league.

- So what, dude? Come on.

- Let's go.

- Oh.

- So far so good.

- All right, do your thing, voodoo man.

- Guys, there's a lot more buildings

than what the map showed, gold can be in any one of these.

- Did these buildings move?

It doesn't look anything like it did

when we passed through here earlier.

- This place is haunted and creepy,

which means it has a mind of its own, it's 101 stuff, guys.

- Seance bull shit, man.

If you don't have anything useful to say,

keep your fucking mouth shut, all right?

We find the caretaker, we find the gold

spot check, we split off, I take Hatch, you guys go left.

- Copy that. - Yes sir.

- What a lovely kitchen. No gold.

- Oh, you're kind of cute. In an ugly way.

- Mama Juice, somebody's keeping her memory alive.

- No shit, the caretaker's definitely still out there.

Hey, let's go. Let's keep moving.

- Fuck.

Oh.

- Oh, what is that, huh?

- Andre, I'd leave that alone.

- It's just a doll. - Your funeral.

- Let's go.

- Ah, who are you supposed to be?

- Ah, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, buddy, buddy, buddy.

I, I don't mean no harm. I don't mean no harm.

- Damn you. - Oh!

- Damn you.

- Hey, hey, ah, no, no, no, no, no!

Hey, hey .

- Manny?

- I'm good, I'm good, just go. - Moving.

- I'm hearing shots fired.

- Standby. Standby.

- The old man popped up outta nowhere. Fucking shotgun.

- Put pressure on this wound.

- Okay, okay.

- Clear

- Alyssa.

- Maintain pressure on that wound.

- This ain't our first rodeo.

- What, shooting an old timer in his PJ's?

- Hold your breath, old man. This is gonna hurt.

- Damn fools.

- Limp your ass outta here and go get Dave.

We're moving him.

- But he's gonna bleed out faster.

- We need to know where that gold is

and I'm not having that conversation out here.

Hold it.

- How the, they're waking up.

- What? What the fuck does he mean?

Hatch, what the fuck does he mean?

- I don't know, maybe some voodoo shit.

- Oh.

Should have stayed my ass at Sparkles.

- So what happened to not hurt the freaking caretaker?

- Pick his ass up, all right?

- You're helping him?

- Hold this. Let's go

- Bo? Clue me in here, boys.

- The caretaker got the job on Manny,

Alyssa had to shoot the old man.

- Oh.

- Mama Juice.

- Hatch! - Yeah, yeah.

Christ on a crutch. I'm coming.

- Whoa.

D-Dave the, the, the puppet

it's, it's, it's not there anymore.

- Kind of busy here, Bo.

- No, you, you, you guys. Something weird is going on here.

- What the hell? - What about the gold?

- What about the gold? - It's complicated.

- It's complicated.

- No easy money.

- I'm sorry Andre, he was shooting at us.

- What's done is done, right?

I'd rather have it be him than you, anyway.

- What the hell are you playing at?

- We want the gold, all right?

We have it on good authority you know where it is.

Tell us, we patch you up.

- That's a treasure you don't want, boy.

Brought nothing but misery to this house

and hell was already the residence.

You hear 'em, do you? Got that spark, bad luck for you.

- It's fine, just a rat.

- Oh shit. - Yeah.

- Now what are we gonna do?

- Plan B.

Hatch, you're up.

- What?

- Captain said if the caretaker didn't cooperate

or was incapacitated, you'd use this to help us find it.

- Hmm, well, like calls to like

so I can probably make that work.

- Good. Your life depends on it.

Lester, you and Dave take this body out back

throw it in the bayou.

- All right, that should do it.

I'm gonna have to have my eyes closed for this.

So I need you to stand in front of me. You can lead me.

- What, did you just do Jazz hands?

I've done weirder for us.

- Yeah, I wanna say me too, but this takes the king cake.

Let's go.

- Really? - He tries to run, shoot him.

I'm gonna tear this place apart board by board.

I'm not gonna going back to Captain empty handed.

- I hope he runs.

- When this job is over, gonna get my share of the gold.

I am done. No more Captain, no more voodoo.

I mean, look at us

right here in the middle of a fricking swamp

feeding an old man to an alligator.

All right, you ready? All right, on three.

One, two, three.

- You hear that?

That's some gators slapping their tails on the water

letting us know whose turf this is.

- Yeah, we can't get outta here fast enough.

- Okay, this feels so stupid.

- Shut up, we're almost there. Just let it do its thing.

If I'm listening to you, it makes it hard to listen to this.

- What is this?

You're stepping on my heel.

Would you watch where you're going?

- Can't watch, doing magic.

- Should we do another lap or can I kill him now?

- There. Through there.

You hear that?

- Hear what?

- It's up there.

- Then get up there hoodoo man.

- But it's scary.

- Pick your battles, bro.

- Baron Samedi, lord of the grave.

- Well, that ain't creepy at all.

- Do you guys smell that? - Yeah.

Old man must have been hot boxing a big ass cigar.

- What do you say, Hatch? Where's the gold?

- It's here somewhere, this doesn't lie.

- Fucking aye, do I gotta do everything my goddamn self?

- You sure? - Sure.

- There's nothing even fucking here.

Unless.

Bingo.

Manny, check the weight.

- Oh yeah, that's money dude.

- Hatch, get on the other side.

Let's get this shit outta here. Let's go, voodoo man.

- Come on, show me those magic muscles.

Ready? One, two, three.

- Oh. - Come on.

Got it? Come on.

What you waiting on? Come on.

What are you looking for? Let's go, come on.

- Hey gang, I do not think we are alone out here.

Fuck around and find out.

Oh shit.

- Let's see what we got.

- Let's get in and turn this over.

- Wait, hold, hold. - What?

- It's just like with the gate still has protections on it.

I gotta work it a bit.

- Again with this bullshit?

- Blood to quiet a thirsty curse.

Right, there you go.

- Let's go.

- Nice , oh yeah, baby.

- We just became millionaires.

- Hell yeah, we did.

- I kind of wanna fuck it.

Is that weird?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- All right, let's not celebrate yet.

We're only halfway home.

We're gonna do a picture for Captain.

Let him know we're coming.

Bo, radio Tammy, tell her to move in.

Everybody else,

let's do a full sweep of this place, all right?

No loose ends, dummy check.

- What do we do about the blood and the bullet holes?

- As long as they don't trace it back to us.

I don't give a shit what the cops think happened here.

- Copy that.

- Tammy, we've got the gold. We're ready to roll.

- No loose ends, right?

- You picked that up, huh?

- Why split eight ways when you

can split seven maybe less.

- That shit ain't even loaded.

- You wanna bet your life?

Oh dang it. Old powder

- Sucks to be you.

- Oh, Andre. - Sort him out.

- Be happy to.

- Tammy, Tammy, answer me. Tammy, are you there?

Tammy? - We've gotta load the gold.

- No problem.

- Tammy, are you there?

- What the fuck? You're gonna kill him.

- Tammy? Guys, she's not answering me.

- Woah, I thought he's was one of us.

- Man, forget this guy, besides Andre already shot his ass.

- Alyssa, you know who he is.

There's no way he's not talking.

His body's going in the bayou right after we load.

- That's not part of the plan. - Tammy.

- Is my bad bitch getting soft?

- Tammy answer me. - Oh, so now I'm your bitch?

- Beauregard, where's the van? - Tammy can't hear the radio.

- F this, let's go. - Get him.

Turn over. Turn over.

Hatch, .

Don't even try to move

and get out of this shit, you hear me?

God, I'll be back. Sugar tits, you hear me?

- Oh, I need first aid.

- Help me! Help me!

- Where's the van? - Tammy?

Tammy?

- Tammy, we're coming to you.

- Help me. - Sweet summer child.

None of you are going anywhere.

- Ah, ah, ah.

Oh, no, no!

- Oh, yeah.

- We got the gold.

- Excellent work. I knew you were the crew for the cause.

- What the fuck?

- The heist was to get you all here.

So yes, I will be taking the gold,

but the real prize is shackled inside.

And you all are the key.

- What about our deal?

- Tammy, run.

- Out the back.

Out the back, everybody.

- I'm gonna get okay?

- Alyssa, let's go.

- I'm sorry.

- Hey, don't leave me. It's the dolls.

The dolls are awake! The dolls are awake!

- Go through the cemetery.

Loop around to the van through the bayou, all right?

You still have the keys?

- Yeah, I got 'em.

- The water's full of gators, Andre.

- Better than the sniper out front, go.

Dave, you and Bo stash the gold

in the shack across from the well.

- Got it. - Go.

- Sabine Fontenot, Mama Juice.

There's your seven souls for seven holes

that go all the way down and always hunger for more.

A full house.

So, respectfully, it's my time now you undead bitch.

And I'm gonna dig you up and take what I want.

- Something's off.

- Yeah, no shit.

- No, no, no, no, it doesn't make sense. They had rifles.

- They could have wiped us out on the porch both times.

- But they weaned Lester and that's it.

Those were warning shots.

- It doesn't make sense.

They force us in here for what? To trap us?

- I don't know.

Hatch said something about the dolls waking up.

I, I saw two of them.

- I saw one too. So what?

He's just talking shit to stay alive.

- Whatever, I don't care

that voodoo fucker out there is up to something.

Either he lost his employer privileges

or he double crossed us.

I say we drop these assholes and make our payday.

- We keep up this Rambo shit on every job

and we're gonna end up- - What? What?

Dead? What, in jail?

I thought you were ready to go hard.

- Fine, Rambo shit it is.

- Let's take the fight to them.

- Baby, which way's the van?

- I don't know Lester. I'm all turned around.

- Let's get you cleaned up, girl.

- We are not gonna leave them, Lester.

- Okay, okay, still, let's go inside.

- Oh, sons of bitches came out of the night with a machete.

Cut me up bad. They teared me up real good.

Why didn't he kill me?

- Don't worry about that right now.

I gotta, I gotta bind this up

Otherwise you're gonna keep bleeding out, okay?

- Hatch? Hatch, hey.

- They could have taken me but they didn't.

- What? - The dolls.

That's what the old man was talking about. The dolls.

We gotta get going, now.

- Come on.

- Where have you been?

- I cut him loose.

- What the fuck?

- We need everybody.

- Andre, I'm not your enemy.

The Captain, he's been moving us around like chess pieces.

- You know what he wants?

- I think I do. It's about sacrifice.

- Of who? - You.

- You're lying to me, I think you're done this time.

- I'm not lying.

When Mama Juice made those dolls, she put big mojo into it.

Old magic, the kind that feeds on blood and souls.

- Where'd you hear that story?

- It's a folktale for voodoo people.

- Captain only told us half the story.

- Yeah, but that guy would do anything for power.

- Send our crew into a trap?

- It's his style.

- Jesus Christ.

Wait, do you have anything to fight with?

- No, I lost my mag light.

Oh, wait, Swiss Army knife.

- What are you gonna do with that?

- Oh Lord.

- The gang's gonna feel a whole lot better

knowing that we got a fucking Eagle Scout with us.

Look, you watch the gold. I gotta go catch up to Manny.

- Still trying to get fresh, aren't you, perv?

- Okay, this is gonna hurt. Try not to move.

- Tammy, come on.

- Oh, Lester, what are you ?

- Huh?

Fuck!

Tammy, hold on.

Son of a bitch.

Tammy!

Fuck!

Fucking voodoo dolls, man.

- Is that Manny or Bo?

- Brick dust. - Hold still!

- Hold on, hold on, hold on.

- What is that? - I don't know.

What you doing here?

- It's not working. It's not working.

- I got nothing. I got nothing.

- I have to, I have to look out.

- We gotta get going.

- Now, you two are staying right fucking here.

- Andre, where are you going?

- Better on my own.

- You're leaving me.

- Back off, babe or I'll shoot you dead.

Give me your gun. Give it to me.

I'm nobody's sacrifice.

- No, Andre, please.

Oh. - We're gonna work this out.

We gotta move quick.

- Fuck!

You still think you're a real boy? I got him.

Oh! - Shit.

Jesus Christ, what is that thing?

- Oh. - You all right?

- Demonic toys. - Oh shit.

I knocked it out of the park. - Yeah, you did.

We gotta do something.

- Get it off me! Get it off me!

Get it off! Get it off!

- Is it bad? - I think you'll be all right.

- Oh shit.

- Oh no, please, please, please no, please.

- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Get away from me, get away from me. No, get away, no, no.

Oh, god, oh, god.

- Alyssa, Captain brought us in here to feed those dolls.

One of them for each one of you.

You're marked.

We have to mask your scent.

This is Sabine Fontenot's place

we have to find something unique to her.

Like her favorite dress.

- Oh, you want me to wear that?

- You wanna live, right?

- Dude, I'll give it back.

You can have it all back. Please, please, please take them.

Please don't take me. Don't take me.

- They'll think I'm her?

- You'll, you'll blend in, like spiritual camouflage.

There, this will get you to the van, once you're there

there's a spare key under the license plate

after that, don't look back.

You wanna go out the front.

- There has to be another way, they'll kill you.

- At least he'll know he was in a fight.

Look, in case you run into more trouble.

Sort of Arcania like an armor.

There you go.

- I'm sorry we dragged you into this.

- I was kind of asleep at the wheel anyway.

Damn.

- One more, and you are mine.

Oh.

Fall back, do not engage

the rest of this, I'll take care of myself.

- Oh, Jesus in the morning.

Oh yeah.

- You can't save that girl, Hatch.

She's already been marked.

It'll be good enough for the internet.

But did you really think that weak ass,

basic pumpkin ass spice kill conjure,

was gonna work on a real voodoo gangster?

Is that really all you've got?

- Try this.

- Torture your ghost forever.

You fake ass fortune teller.

Come on! Come on!

- That, ah, it's actually not bad.

If you were capable of this, how did you not figure out

what I was doing when there was seven of them?

See, that's your problem, Hatch.

You're always in a hurry.

Real power takes time, patience, discipline.

You really thought you were gonna be the main event

when all you ever were was the opening act.

I'm gonna go assemble my crew.

Where are they?

Why don't they answer me?

- How do you see me?

Was it to quiet a thirsty curse?

Oh no.

- Come to me, my boy.

- The caretaker is dead.

And with him, their chains are broken.

I have this, forged by your own hand and I, Hatch

that motherfucker.

- The ring,

if you wish to live, you must choose to serve.

You underestimate the dead.

- I took away your grave dirt.

I exposed your coffin and made your power naked

and ready to be stolen, it is my time now.

- Now Captain, my captain.

- You are a great man

but not so great as I was in my own time

or what I could be again.

- Lady yet still has her secrets.

- I won't stop until they are mine.

- You are too late.

- I can subscribe, bitch.