All language subtitles for Barkskins s01e07_English

JEROME:
Then you shall hear in heaven

the place of your dwelling,
their plea, and you shall

vindicate them.

Previously onBarkskins...

[shouting, grunting]

We will have
a proper wedding ceremony.

You brought your child bride
to our Doma.

I'm leaving this place.

There is a surplus
of stray men in Wobik.

I am sure there will soon be

a long line of suitors
at the inn.

It will be good for business.

Look upon Alice.

Her kind and beautiful face.

Her eyes.

Cold, black stones.

I would like to know
why you neglected to tell

the Hudson's Bay man
about the pistols.

YVON:
Captain Wale said
you were to deliver something.

Pistols.

A barrelful.

They were to arm the Iroquois

so that they could use them
against the French.

Where are they?

[church bell tolling]

-[music playing in distance]
-[indistinct chatter]

I must thank you, Mother.

[music, laughter, chatter
continuing in distance]

[horse whinnies]

I apologize.

It was not my intention
to scare you.

It's a, uh, beautiful night.

Yes, it is.

Though it is cold.

Yes, well, autumn
has a proselytizing hand

over the landscape,

leaving golden leaves
at its touch.

Um...

Did you know that, uh,

just the other day,

I purchased
six albino beaver pelts?

Would you like to see them?

Yes.

I would.

Good. Good.

Then I will show them to you.

I also purchased
some, uh, spice

by the name of nutmeg.

Came to me in a barrel

from the Island of Rum.

I can still smell it
in my beard.

Well, I...

bid you good evening.

[chuckles softly]

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[door opens]

[door closes]

[footsteps departing]

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[indistinct chatter]

[inhales deeply]

-[chuckles softly]
-I have some eggs,
if you would like.

No. No.

The stew is all I require.

-MATHILDE: Mm.
-Out there, among the savages,

it was this stew
I thought about.

The Jesuits had their Bibles.

But I had this.

Blasphemous.

No. It is not blasphemous.

It is the simple things that
bind us to this world, Captain.

No.

Sit.

I would like to take a moment

before it is time
to face my vicious tasks today.

I suppose.

[short chuckle]

That is the right medicine.

I am whole again.

Mmm.

Mmm.
[chuckles softly]

No, no.

I am fine. I am fine.

Go back to your chores.

Has she found her tongue yet?

Not as of yet. Simple words.

Hmm.

She saw the horrors
of the Iroquois, no doubt.

-Did you see the rest
of the Iroquois?
-No.

Only Trepagny's man did.

But I don't need to see them
to know they're out there,

stalking about,

hatching plans

with an Englishman at the helm.

Ah.

Hmm.

I was wondering...
[clears throat]

when I have settled
this Iroquois matter...

[clears throat]
that you and I, we...

might go for a stroll?

-A stroll?
-Mm.

There is a hill just beyond
the walls with a view.

We could take in
the fall colors.

Pardon me if I am
being too forward.

No, Captain.

I would like that very much.

[door opens]

One only has to
say the word "English,"

and they come running

like sick black dogs

at low tide.

Captain.

I heard about
your selfless heroics

with the Iroquois and
the tragedy with the priests.

Well, I suppose
there is nothing more

that needs be said
on the subject.

Silence will suffice, then.

Good day.

Might I have a word, Mathilde?

-Perhaps the kitchen is best.
-Of course.

I wish to make you
a proposition.

Go on.

I should like you make use
of your stables.

I have an excess of barrels.

Trade having slowed
due to the recent unrest.

I'm prepared to pay you
handsomely.

You can store them
free of charge.

No. I insist.
I will pay.

[scoffs]
Yes, a few coins.

But that is not the only reason
you are here.

-It is.
-Oh.

Then it is a shame,
because there is a greater deal

to be made besides
storing a few barrels

in my stables
for some few coins.

Well, only a fool would refuse
to entertain a greater deal.

Go on.

Go on, Renardette.
I am fine.

You wish to restore
your standing in this town.

Am I right?

-I shall recover my good name.
-Barrels and trade

do not remove the stain
of your English name.

They have before.

Those times are gone.

You overstepped, Mr. Cooke.

Only a... a stubborn man

would walk upon a frozen lake
when the sun is shining.

-We can help each other.
-And how is that?

I believe, uh,

Delphine has caught your eye?

Uh, I don't know
what you're talking about.

Come now, Mr. Cooke.

I have seen it with my own eyes.

There is no shame
in looking upon her beauty.

It is there for all to see.

Now then, it would be prudent

for you to make
a match with her.

And in return,

you will help me expand the inn.

Mathilde, I came here

merely to store excess barrels.

And if you agree to my terms,

you will leave
with a French wife.

All right, then, we shall agree

to the storage of the barrels.

Think on it if you must,

but you will
come to the same place.

[door opens]

My orders were to deliver
the pistols to Bill Selby.

And then Selby would
arm the Iroquois.

Step back and take
the trade as it comes.

But the result is the same.

When I saw what they did
at the settlement...

What I did...

We've heard your account.

I haven't told you everything.

The girl.

The one at the inn.

Yes, she smiled.
An odd detail.

No.

I saw her slit a man's throat.

We saw each other,
carried up in the madness.

The same will happen to you.

-If it's another body...
-No.

It's the pistols.

I put them in the river.

A barrelful.

-The ones Cooke gave you?
-Yes.

And now my business
with the Company is concluded.

I have been found.
You have my account.

This is a waste of our time.

BOUCHARD:
No.

No, no, no, no.

Monsieur Sel was
the lucky one. Hmm?

Though the savages
left their mark.

-Show them.
-[grunts]

That's enough.

TREPAGNY:
It is the Englishman

Bill Selby
we should be worried about.

Yes. And he is tied
to the Hudson Bay Company.

He will stir the whole region
with his wand of violence.

That is why you will help us
deal with him.

Oh.
Well, you asked us

to entreat the Iroquois,

and now there are
three dead priests.

We all serve the king,
Monsieur Trepagny. Even you.

We are far from the king.

It is war
we are looking to avoid.

That is why we should send
for soldiers from Quebec City.

Run straight at the Iroquois.

Put them in the dirt!

And the Wendat, too.

Bouchard.
The Wendat are no part of this.

If Wobik falls,
your precious Doma will be next.

My Doma will be fine.
I will leave you

to chart your own course
for Wobik.

Captain, you will lead
a recovery party in the morning.

Two soldiers will accompany you.

You will bring back the bodies
of Father Jerome,

Father Gabriel and Father Clape.

If I may speak...

the Englishman
wants us to come for them.

It's a trap.

All right.

They want French...

but we send an Englishman.

Send Mr. Cooke.
Huh?

Let him prove his loyalty
to Wobik.

[whispers]:
It is a very bright idea.

Bring Elisha Cooke to us.

That is the clever play,
your eminence.

We will accompany Mr. Cooke.

The light of the Lord
shall shield us.

Those savages will slaughter
nuns the same as priests.

We have been among the Iroquois.

Healed their wounded, even.

We will bring the dead back.

I will return with Mr. Cooke.

[door opens, closes]

I am anxious
to return to the Doma.

If the Iroquois come, these
walls and a few men with muskets

will not stop them.

I have seen entire towns
put to the torch.

Even so, I will stay
another night in the inn.

We will make haste.

We have a wedding celebration
to plan.

We can get married in the inn.

I can be measured
for my wedding dress.

Mathilde can prepare the feast.

The celebration
will be at the Doma,

-[scoffs]
-and Mathilde can prepare
a feast there,

if she agrees.

The Doma will be fine.

Mari is gone.

Your son, too.

She told me of the dead ram.

She said it spoke of your end.

One more night in Wobik,

and we will know more
of the Iroquois.

We don't wish to make
Mari's silly words come true.

One more night.

Yes. Come.

Clan Mother.

There is no place for you here.

You chose Trepagny.

You lived in his house.

-Bore him a son.
-Please.

Would you have us
go into the woods?

Let me show you
what Trepagny has done.

He died defending Trepagny
against the Iroquois.

There was an Englishman
with the Iroquois.

They have allied again.

Either the English
are using the Iroquois

or the Iroquois
are using the English.

It is bad for us all.

GAY BILL:
"It is easier to find men

"who will volunteer to die

"than those who are willing

to endure pain with patience."

Julius Caesar.

But then, you don't even know

what a Roman is or a general, so

I guess these words
mean shit-all to you, Chief.

There's only one word
that matters here.

-French.
-When will they come?

Soon.

And the pistols you promised?

They're coming.

But...

as a matter of goodwill...

take mine.

In the meantime,
let's keep the mutilating

of the Jesuit sorcerers
to a minimum.

The dogs, too.

We want the French
to feel they've at least

got something
to put in the ground.

Stop.

-MAN: In the back?
-Yes, in the back.

Bring it here, Charles.

Secure that one over there.

Is there something of value
in it?

You don't need to know
what's in them.

Just put it there.

Through here.

-To the back.
-BOUCHARD: Cooke!

You will be the one to go there.

COOKE:
Intendant, you must
see the unfairness of it.

RENE:
Charles?

You look well.

I looked for you.

After you ran off.

I vouched for you with Trepagny.

-And now I owe you a debt?
-No.

Then why recount
what has already passed?

I am no longer
pledged to Trepagny.

That is your fate.

You seem born to it.

May you get land
and then grow old keeping it.

-And you?
-I have been

taken on
by a successful merchant,

Mr. Cooke.
I've already begun to prosper.

Yes.

Of course.

I see now who you are.

I'm who I have always been.

As are you, I suppose.

Good luck, Rene.

I must, uh, have a word
with my man.

Be quick about it.

COOKE:
You will come with me.
I need your assistance.

What for?

I have been tasked
with retrieving the bodies

of the priests and Deputy Guy.

If I do not, I am afraid that

they will hang me
from the palisades.

With respect, sir,
this has nothing to do with me.

You will have nothing

if I am killed.
You will have nothing.

Do you understand that?

You will come with me
or you will be back

outside the walls,
fending for yourself.

BOUCHARD:
What's this?

Uh, nothing.
My, uh,

my man will accompany me,

and, uh, he will-will
be of much assistance.

-This better not be some sort
of trick, Cooke.
-No trick.

Another set of hands.
His addition will, uh,

speed our return.

All right.

But if he is killed
by the Iroquois,

his body will be for the ravens.

Very well, very well.

-We must gather our supplies.
-Uh-huh.

[chuckles]
Gather all the lucky trinkets

you have, Cooke.

I'll be waiting at the gate.

Provisions for your journey.

Thank you.

Lavender.

It's very kind of you, Delphine.

Prove your worth, English.
[chuckles]

Or die trying.

Follow smartly.

This new one in your house,

she's French?

Yes.

You are still Wendat.

She should be no match for you.
Go.

Leave Theo with us.

Fight for your place
with Trepagny.

[crickets chirping]

SABRINE:
There is food, if you like.

Thank you, Mother, but I've lost
even the thought of food.

You are afraid?

Any right-minded man would be.

I am not a man,
but if it is any solace,

I have prayed and reflected
on your position.

And I do not believe God intends
to punish you, Mr. Cooke.

Well, that's a relief.

Do you have any other messages
from above?

No.

But I have spoken
with the soldiers,

and I would like your assurance
that we approach

the retrieval of the bodies
peacefully.

COOKE:
And how would you suggest
we do that

if there are Iroquois about,
as there most assuredly will be?

I will reason with them.

If we are to avoid
an all-out war,

it must start here.

And I shall
follow your lead, Mother.

[sighs]

[coughs]

[sniffles]

My sister will expect
full account.

I have laid down
the events for you.

They put your absence
in a favorable light.

I'd like some air.

-Beans will be ready soon.
-I will be back

for the beans.
I, uh...

want some time to reflect.

He killed those people
for the Company.

They'll ask us to do the same.

Arming the Iroquois.

He will not be the same man
your sister knew.

Not after what he's done.

Every man
faces his sins in the end.

I don't believe that.

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You'd shoot me in the back?

[scoffs]

That's the Company way.

No, it is not.

-You left this.
-Let me go.

I'll walk into the woods
and begone.

You will do as a man
and face your responsibilities.

I am no man.

Or I'd kill you and stop
what you're about to do.

You've lost your mind, Randall.

[laughs]

No, it's the opposite.

You should get out now.

Leave your posting
in the Company.

Why would I do that?

'Cause you'll end up like me.

Come back to the fire,
and we'll eat beans.

The woods are full
of men like you.

[grunts]

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[birds chirping]

I will start back to work
on the sky table.

You see?

Everything is fine,
just as we left it.

No Iroquois.

I am a lady.

Not some Indian who will cook
and clean for you.

We will speak no more of Mari.

MELISSANDE:
Do you miss her?

No.

We will make do.

I will not be abandoned again.

Yes, of course.

Now put the fire to blaze

and see about some food.

[grunting]

Mari.

Trepagny believes you've left.

I did.

And now I am back.

Theo?

He's with my people.

It is good for him.

Did Melissande
return with Trepagny?

Tell me.

Yes.

They are planning
a wedding celebration.

Perhaps it's better
you stay away.

I'm going back to my cabin.

I will make an early supper,

and you are welcome
to join me if you wish.

I won't.

Renardette.

That man, Mr. Cross.

Did he hurt you?

No.

But you saw him?

Yes.

He was out there,

when the Iroquois
killed those families?

Where is your family?

Come.
I have a job for you.

I need you to keep a keen eye

on Mr. Cooke's barrels.

Can you do that?

Yes.

He has entrusted them to me,

and I will
have that trust returned.

I will watch.

A close watch.

And I will get you

a caged rabbit.

You see, that is what
we do for each other.

Come.

I have something
to discuss with Delphine.

Delphine.

Come sit with me.

Mr. Cooke.

What are your impressions
of him?

You said his stock
had lowered in town.

Yes.

And so has yours.

A match could be of value
to the both of you.

A French wife

could remove the English stain.

I've not asked
to be matched with Mr. Cooke.

Or any man.

I do believe there is
a tenderness inside of him.

And he is a widower,

which, in my experience,

mellows a man.

I shall think on it.

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MARI:
Come.

When is the celebration?

I don't know.

You don't know
or you won't tell me?

[exhales]

That is the truth, Mari.

I don't know.

You are loyal to him.

I understand.

He saved my life.

TREPAGNY [in distance]:
Mari?

I should...

What is this?

Monsieur Sel?

Um...

supper.

Do not take me for a fool.

I can see it is supper.

I will remind you
the greatest betrayal in history

happened at a supper.

Now what is this?

MARI:
Go.

Go on.

What are you doing here?

It is my home.

Please.

GAY BILL:
No personal failure
in an enterprise

could make them consent

to deprive their nation
of their valor.

But they laid it at her feet

as the most glorious
contribution they could offer.

Gay Bill.

That's Mr. Selby to you, Hamish.

Such a grand fire in the woods
with the Iroquois about.

Smoke for miles.

Luckily, it is only me

who has followed his snout
to your camp.

Beans.

I see the company's provisions
are still shit-all.

I was told by Mr. Cooke

that you have
the elusive Mr. Cross...

who, in turn, has my pistols.

Is he off in the woods,
vacating the beans?

No.

He's gone.

How's that?

Run off.
Deserted.

Kept a loose rein on him?

Perhaps.

Bastard had my pistols.

He threw them in the river.

[snorts]

Well, this has turned into

a right mound of bear shit.

You see, I have Iroquois

keen to move against the French,

but they want pistols,
and as you said,

they're at the bottom
of the river.

We spoke to Captain Wale
in Quebec City.

[laughs]

Ah, a right stiff tosser,
that one.

Always on about
the grand agitating plan,

how we should get the...
the French and the Iroquois

to go at each other
like bees in a bottle.

We know the plan.

Good, then.

Pointing the Iroquois
requires a...

a strong belly.

Are you the sort

to flinch when the work
turns red?

All right.

Good, then.

Let's put a skip to it.

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May the Holy Spirit fill
our steps with protection

and bind our deeds and thoughts

in his everlasting wisdom.

Amen.

You may go and hide,
if you like.

No, Mother,

we will do no such thing.

Then I ask that you stay
with the soldiers.

We will go forth
and take the bodies.

It is better that the Iroquois
see only us

and not men with guns
and schemes. Do you agree?

Well, we shall obey
your infinite wisdom.

May God guide your steps.

SABRINE:
♪ Yea, though I walk♪

♪ Through the valley
of the shadow of death♪

♪ I will fear no evil♪

♪ For thou art with me.♪

Why have you brought us here?

I thought it best
you see the endgame now.

I misjudged Mr. Cross.

I have no intention
of doing the same with you.

Where's their chief?

Chief Tehonikonhraken.

He's a cautious man,
but he's taken his son's advice

as to how the region
should be managed.

And how is that?

Ratahsénthos.
He'd hop the walls of Wobik

and tomahawk every French
if I told him.

And you can manage him?

As much as his father can.

Chief Tehonikonhraken.

These men are
Hudson's Bay men.

They have many uses.

-GAY BILL: Let's go.
-[man calling out in Mohawk]

I want no part of this.

What would you have us do, Yvon?
Run? Stop them?

-No.
-What, then?

Wait?

Watch?

The result will be the same.

A skin for a skin.

I have done my time in hell
for the Company.

Go, if you want.

I will not think less of you.

Scout says the French
are almost here.

With nuns in front.

Now, that's some
crafty thinking.

I wish to have the plan.

The plan is we outflank them,

pick off the soldiers
one by one.

They're the Intendant's men,
most likely.

The chief thinks they'll
pretty up the tree.

I don't disagree.

And the nuns?

We'll get to that part later.

We'll go with you.

Go, if you wish.

Oh, hell.

SABRINE:
♪ To lie down♪

♪ In green pastures♪

♪ He restoreth my soul...♪

Let 'em pass.

We will die here.

Yes, we might well.

Stay close.

-Don't go too far.
-[gunshot]

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[grunting]

[Gay Bill laughing]

You see, now there's
some cleverness.

-An Englishman.
-I will not

draw my pistol.
I am no duelist.

That's a fair assessment.

Please.

He is with me.

I found some friends of yours.

I don't suppose
you have my pistols?

I do not.

I can p-procure more
if you release my man

and let the sisters
collect the dead.

Your man.

Yes.

The nuns?
That's in God's hands.

Or should I say
Chief Tehonikonhraken's.

Which is a... a coin toss.

Good.
Good, good.

Uh, then allow us to walk.

Uh, we will return the bodies.

My good name will be restored
with the heroics.

The eye of scrutiny
will be lifted.

Then you will ha-have your guns.

Kirkwall is...

very lovely in the spring...

...when the heather is out.

The light on the church stones.

Do you remember it?

It says much about a man
to hail from such a place.

What's he on about?

We are, all of us,

of the same kingdom.

Pistols for the dead.

A toss of a coin for the nuns.

That's my offer.

SABRINE:
♪ The Lord is my shepherd♪

♪ I shall not want♪

♪ He leadeth me♪

♪ Beside the still waters♪

♪ He restoreth my soul♪

♪ He leadeth me♪

♪ To the path of righteous...♪

♪ Yea, though I walk
through the valley♪

♪ Of the shadow of death♪

-[indistinct praying]
-♪ I will fear no evil♪

♪ For Thou art with me♪

♪ In the presence
of mine enemies♪

♪ Thou anointest my head
with oil♪

♪ My cup runneth over.♪

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