All language subtitles for The Outpost - 02x09 - There Will Be a Reckoning.NTG+ION10.English.C.orig.Addic7ed.com

My name is Talon.

I'm the last Blackblood,
or so I've been told.

I escaped when Everit
Dred killed all my people.

I cut off the points of my
ears to hide in plain sight.

A tiny creature lives inside me,

passed to me by my dying mother.

It gives me the power to
open portals to another world

and summon powerful
demons called Lu-Qiri.

But I can only summon them
when I have their names,

something that's proving
to be a challenge.

The Prime Order wants me
dead, but I've found sanctuary

at the farthest edge of the Realm
in a place known as the Outpost.

Previously on "The Outpost"...

- You're alive.
- We need to leave.

Garret, what is going on?

What are you doing?

Admit the truth. You are no queen.

- Garret's got Gwynn.
- I am coming with you.

She left you on your wedding day,

and after all that, you
still want to rescue her.

This key unlocks a great power

that could solve the problems
of our people and your Queen.

I think it belongs to
shrine called Vor-Anden.

Let's go get it.

- Captain Spears?
- Lock him away. And double the guards.

I know every guard in the
Outpost. I don't know you.

I'd keep that bow ready if I were you.

Not to mention the place is
crawling with Prime Order.

Don't you worry. From this position,

I could put a bolt between a
human's eyes before you can blink.

It has a baby.

Thank you.

Don't talk to it.

Whoever you are, thank you.

I'd forgotten what it was like.

Humans.

You can save their baby
and they still hate you.

They don't hate you.
They're afraid of you.

Must be these terrifying pointy ears.

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I demand you honor the deal.

Whether you marry the fool or not,

Tobin's lands are all mine.

You can't expect Tobin
to still marry her

after she absconded with another man.

Oh, she was kidnapped!

Kidnapped? It looked very much
to me like she went willingly.

- No, she...
- Enough!

Now if Lord Milus takes
a moment to calm down,

maybe something satisfactory
could be negotiated.

There now. Doesn't that feel better?

What do you offer?

And what do you expect in return?

Well, for a start, I expect patience.

Your deal may be fully honored in time.

Meaning you would still marry him.

He must get well before
that decision is made.

And if he doesn't survive?

Tobin is receiving the
finest possible care.

Aye, from your son the barkeep.

Just the sort of
medication he's used to.

- You...
- Elinor.

- Elinor.
- Enough talk.

I want a written deed to
Tobin's lands tonight.

Or else you'll what?

I was promised all your
lands because you'd be king.

Yeah, well, that deal's
off the table for now.

Not a problem, cousin.

You stay here with these
women and play house.

I'll just take my army and
go and take what's mine.

There will be a reckoning.

You know, your, uh... your eyes
aren't dilating like they should.

There's nothing wrong with me, Janzo.

Listen, if you don't want my help,

I've got much more important
things to be doing,

like curing the
Plaguelings, for example.

Well, then maybe you should get on that,

because there is nothing wrong with me

except that I know the
truth and you do not.

Fine! Rot in here.

There goes our last hope of victory.

What, Milus? We're
better off without him.

We needed his men.

You still have mine.

Yes, the question is why,
after what I did to you?

You're the rightful queen,

the best and only way
to take back the Realm.

It doesn't have anything
to do with the fact

that you're past the point of no return

when it comes to the Prime Order?

That, too.

I'd forgotten what they looked like.

I guess I take them for granted.

- What?
- How old were you

when you cut the points off?

I don't know.

Probably ten.

- Did it hurt?
- Obviously.

I meant emotionally.

You must have felt like you were
cutting off a piece of who you were.

Mostly I just wanted
to blend in to survive.

As far as I knew, I
was the last one left.

And do you regret it now?

Now that you know there are more of us?

How can I regret something
that kept me alive?

I haven't touched one since I was a kid.

They're a lot softer than I remember.

You've never touched a
Blackblood man at all, have you?

Can't be all that
different to a human man.

Well, you see, there's a
bond between Blackbloods

that you'll never get with a human.

Well?

There's the one with devil's ears.

- Ten against two.
- Always liked a good challenge.

I'd run if I was you.

That was fun.

What was?

Fighting side by side
with another Blackblood.

Come on, admit it. It was fun.

Yeah, I guess it was kind of nice.

One of my affiliates informed me

that Milus's army left
the city two days ago.

- One of your affiliates?
- Yes.

Do you think he's making a
move on our... your lands?

Tobin's been gone from home a long time.

What's to stop Milus taking
more than he was promised?

He can never breach my city walls.

Each of my men are worth three of his.

What, without someone to lead them?

I'm not leaving here, if
that's what you're getting at.

What if the Prime Order
attacks the Outpost?

I think there's no reason
why Lord Tobin should leave.

Thank you.

After all, he does have
his trusted advisor.

My most esteemed sister
Gertie can head home

and look after his affairs.

I belong by my Lord's side.

You belong where your Lord needs you,

and right now he needs you

back home guarding his territory.

Isn't that right, milord?

Well, if Gertie thinks she can manage.

Oh, I think she'll manage splendidly.

Well, that's settled then.

What is your cousin up to?

Change over.

Hello again, my friend.

No.

No! No!

No! You think I'm a bloody fool?

Garret! Garret!

No! Garret! Garret!

Janzo, what the hell's going on?

Munt! Munt! Munt!

You cowardly little bastard!
He tried to kill me!

He did?

And you, all night you
can't bloody shut up,

and then you're as quiet
as a little mouse are you,

when he tries to kill me?

For what it's worth, I
didn't want him to kill you.

I just wanted him to let me out.

Shut up! You maniacal
little... little backstabber!

You should be made into a
Plagueling because of that.

All it would take is one little prick.

Have you forgotten?
I don't use colipsum.

Right? And I know you, Janzo.

You would never actually hurt me.

- Not really.
- No?

No.

No, you're probably right.

Munt, punch him in the face.

- Huh?
- What?

Oh, hey, hey, Munt.

Oh, Munt.

What you gonna do with this one?

He's still living.

Maybe we take him to
Gwynn for questioning.

I've got a place we could put him.

Mum will want to ask him some questions.

Thanks, Munt.

This fella tried to kill Janzo.

Needs some questioning, I reckon.

- Was he guarding Garret?
- He was indeed.

Who are you working for? The Three?

Hail to The Three.

It figures. All right,

how many more of you
have we got around here?

Turn him Plagueling.

No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait.

Ain't no more.

I joined up with the false
queen's guard last week.

She ain't no false queen.

- Go on. Off you go.
- No, no, no, no!

And, uh, Master Brogan,

after those fellas have
had their fun with him...

...can you strap him
down until he turns?

- Munt, you're with me.
- Yes, I am.

No, no. No, Munt.

Munt, Munt. It means follow me.

Follow me.

- Follow me.
- Now?

Yeah, this way. Come on.

- Okay, Munt?
- Yeah?

I have decided it's time to extend
your scope of responsibilities.

Yeah. I think that's right, yeah.

What does that mean?

Lord Tobin is now ally to the kingdom,

which means Aegisford is
part of the crown lands.

Ooh, I went there when I was a boy

to visit Auntie Gertrusha.

And you're going back there
again with her tomorrow.

Ah. What for?

To extend your responsibility.

I want you to collect taxes,

and I want you to spy on
your Auntie Gertie for me.

- What for?
- I don't trust her

as far as I could throw her.

Oh, yeah. That won't be very far, Mum.

Okay, just send me a bird

if and when she comes back here,

and let me know if she does anything...

anything that I need to know about.

All right, will do. I
won't let you down, Mum.

Somehow I doubt that.

Yeah. Yeah.

Don't think you've seen
the last of me, Elinor.

Oh, come on, Gertie. Why so glum?

Not long ago, you were
just a mere servant.

Now you are first
Baroness to the new Realm!

You can thank me later!

- Bye, Mum.
- Oh, bye, love.

Be good.

Tobin's army is marching
away from the Outpost.

Just as I had hoped he'd do.

That makes it even easier
to take the Outpost

and its so-called queen.

How's the prisoner?

Well, luckily for the
Outpost, I'm still alive,

no thanks to your so-called guards.

- I was talking about Garret.
- Oh.

No change. Still an idiot.

How many traitors are in the Outpost?

I didn't know about that one.

I'm so sorry, Gwynn.

I haven't been myself lately.

Really?

I was wrong to doubt you.

The things I said, I just...
I don't really understand

what's going on. I've
been so confused lately.

It's all right. It's all right.

Whatever you're going through,
Janzo is going to set you right.

Ha!

I called you false, and a liar.

That was wrong of me.

I know you, Gwynn. You're a good person.

You're someone I've always loved.

I love you, too, Garret.

Don't worry.

Janzo is going to get you ba...

Guards!

Are you all right?

Fix him.

Or kill him.

I can't bear to see him like this.

Milus? Could he have decided to join us?

He's up to something. Look
how his men are spread.

His Lordship Baron Milus Aegisford

bids greetings to the false queen.

False queen?

Please correct her.

Want to try that again?

His Lordship has two demands.

Turn over Rosmund and
all others will be spared,

so long as they pledge
fealty to my Lord Milus.

A little closer this time.

Tell Milus that if he comes
anywhere near my walls,

I will put an arrow through each
one of his short-sighted eyes.

And if he doesn't turn around and leave,

then I will nail his
body to my gates alive.

- Now what?
- We give him a few minutes to cool off

- and then we parlay.
- What?

It's customary among our people.

You trade insults, put on a show
of force, and then negotiate.

Yes, I know what parlay
means, but who's "we"?

Well, you and I, of course.

- Parlay?
- Parlay. Ready my horse.

No, no, you can't go out
there. It's not safe.

Besides, a parlay is supposed to be
between persons of equal stations.

- So you want to go alone?
- I'll saddle up.

- Do you trust him?
- I take it you don't.

After what you did to him,

no more than a flea on a dog's ass.

- Go with him.
- Me?

Well, I can't very well go, can I?

The things I do for you.

Thought you'd abandoned
your upstart false queen

and ran away to protect what's yours.

I'm only going to give
you this one chance.

Turn your army around and leave.

Or what?

The Queen's guard will
be forced to attack.

What, all three of them?

With your unit gone, you've got nothing.

Queen Rosmund can march a thousand
soldiers out of those gates,

and they will cut through
your goat-skin hides

like hot knives through butter.

I have 3,000 fighting men.

Your untrained army of boys
doesn't stand a chance.

We'll parlay.

I thought that's what we were doing.

- In private.
- Just you, cousin?

I thought I was meant to go with you.

I'll talk to Tobin or to nobody.

You're going to have
to trust me, Elinor.

Yeah, right.

And there they go alone.

Your new man's not going
to betray us, is he?

Janzo, get back to work.

Why are you doing this, Milus?

I've given you everything
you ever wanted.

You did, and that's opened my eyes

that I could have so much more.

You can't take this Outpost.
You don't have enough men.

That's true.

And yet, good Queen
Rosmund can't drive me away

because she also doesn't
have enough men.

So we have ourselves a standoff.

You plan to starve us out.

Ooh!

Ooh, ooh.

This saddle is killing me.

Oy.

You want to help an
old lady off this beast?

Thank you. Oh, goodness!

Thank you.

See? We can all be civil.

Wow.

It's good to see you, Deven.

It's good to see you, too.

So, um, are you...
are you still selling?

- Aye.
- Gods must be smiling on us.

You and I stand to make
a fortune here today.

How are you going to
get me the colipsum?

I'll send a man over after second watch.

You just make sure no one kills him.

Well, I'll be out there myself.

The woman left you at the altar.

That's not worth dying for.

What are you proposing?

You come return to Aegisford,
sit in your father's seat,

a Lord in your own right,
but under my governance.

Your price?

Bring me the so-called queen

so I can deliver her to the Prime Order.

You'll save some lives, and my Outpost

won't be burned and torn
down in the process.

Do we have a deal, cousin?

And?

He's planning on starving us out.

- Elinor, any ideas?
- I've got some thoughts.

Just give me some time to sketch it out.

- Could your army reach us in time?
- Perhaps,

if a rider from Aegisford
leaves now to turn them around.

Then we must send all our birds

to get word to Aegisford.

I don't think any of them got through.

Much like the Outpost,

this place was once a
stronghold for our people.

This history as you tell it
doesn't make sense to me.

I remember my village.
Our people were peaceful.

We didn't build fortresses,

and we didn't even hunt to kill.

The people in your
village rejected our ways.

They thought they
could choose passivity.

They underestimated the
humans' capacity for hate.

Gods, I've missed this world.

Just imagine if our
people were here, Talon.

Look at our history. I mean,
look at the things we've built.

We belong here.

We wouldn't even have to
live alongside humans.

We could just find a remote
place like this and start afresh.

There's room for all of us.

You know, the nearest humans
to this place are days away.

We could bring Vikka back.

No.

Worth a try.

Okay, I want you to get out there

and scale down that wall.

Scale down? But, Mom,
I'm afraid of heights.

Well, have you got another
way of getting out of here?

Yeah. The mines.

They stretch out way out there,

probably right out to those tents.

And then what? What, are you gonna...

you gonna dig your way
out of there, are you?

- But, Mom.
- But nothing!

You go and get those cute
peaches of yours down that wall.

Get over that wall now!

- Yes, Mom.
- Bye-bye.

Gods, give me strength.

Shoo! Shoo!

Now what?

Ah.

- From the Mistress.
- She sent two?

Yes, you got a whole army to feed.

Be sure to thank the Mistress for me.

Hey!

If muscle boy weren't so stupid,

he would be out of here
if it were up to you.

Oh, please.

That lazy pig could never stop me.

And who are you calling stupid?

And who are you calling a lazy pig?

That's a pretty clever trick,
isn't it? Only one problem.

Linen garments are no
match for steel bars.

I will get out of here, Janzo.

And when I do, you
will pay for this abuse.

Abuse?

I'm trying to save your life, Garret.

You stay like this, Gwynn'll...
Gwynn'll have your head.

Not if I take hers first.

What?

Maybe you're not so stupid after all.

Is this the belt you
were trying to reach?

Or is it this that you were

so desperately trying to reach, huh?

Give me that. Give that here.

That's mine. That's my medicine.

Have you been taking
this every day, Garret?

I need it, Janzo. Just give it to me.

Fascinating, isn't it?

I know that taste.

Why have you been taking this?

When I was ambushed by Dred,

I was wounded, nearly dead.

And in the Capital, they
gave me that to heal me.

Now I can't live without it,

so please, just give it to me, Janzo.

- Nyassa root.
- What?

That's what this is. Nyassa root.

When they were healing you,

did they give you
large quantities of it?

A whole mouthful? Did
it make you go to sleep?

It took away the pain.

Here it is.

"Nyassa root. Used
for alleviation of pain

and as a sleep aid.

In high concentrations,

patients become compliant

and susceptible to suggestion.

Effects can last weeks".

No! No! I need that!

It's actually the last
thing you need right now.

Sana said I have to take
that or I will get sick again,

- maybe even die!
- Beautiful.

I don't know who this Sana is,

but I'm assuming it's the same person

who told you all of this
nonsense about Gwynn.

There was proof, Janzo.
Undeniable proof.

This root, my dear boy, is the same
thing that makes your mind pliable,

and it allows them to feed
all these lies into it.

- It's medicine.
- Oh, it's medicine, all right.

The type of medicine the
Prime Order will give you

to turn you against your friends,

and also make you come here

- and do their dirty work for them.
- That's not true!

- Take this.
- No.

Once it kicks in, or
once the Nyassa root

works its way out of your system,

maybe you'll start
thinking more clearly.

Maybe you'll start remembering
who your real friends are.

Yes.

And I forgive you, by the way.

Can't hold someone responsible
who's been drugged.

Drink up.

These were the humans who took me in.

My adopted family.

All they ever did was show me kindness,

and a Blackblood murdered
them in cold blood.

I'm sorry, Talon.

Varlek always was a monster,

even before we were sent away,

him and the rest of the Black Fist.

And if this was you,

would you have murdered these humans?

I'd hope you know me
better than that, Talon.

Most of the Blackbloods
don't support the Fist

or their methods.

You don't seem to exactly love humans.

I don't. I hate them for
locking us away from this world,

and I hate them for imprisoning
us in the Plane of Ashes.

But that doesn't mean
I want to kill them.

You hate them for something

their ancestors did
before they were born.

And they hate you because they fear you.

Then you must help both of our sides.

You'll save us.

You're the One.

- Let's just get the gem and go.
- All right.

Which one is Varlek?

Give me the necklace.

What's it doing?

I have no idea.

Come.

Probably a good day to
take up drinking again.

Actually, it's just grape juice.

Unfermented.

The merchant said it was very good.

Two cups, please.

So what did Milus offer
you to betray me?

You think I somehow betrayed you?

No.

No, I don't think you would,

but I'm certain that he
would try to persuade you,

so what did he offer?

He offered me my lands back

and to serve as governor under him.

Hmm.

Well, sounds pretty good.

And, um, well, what's...
what's stopping you?

Well, maybe my plan

is to poison you with this...

...extremely sour grape juice.

These bloody merchants.

Despite everything that's happened, um,

the truth is I still care
about your well-being.

Despite my stupidity on our wedding day?

Wedding day? You'll have to excuse me.

I've sustained some
very serious injuries.

I can't recall of any wedding day,

much less anything that
happened on such a day.

Hmm. Is that so?

That is so.

You may go.

They bought both batches?

Sure did, Mom.

Their whole camp will
be using colipsum soon.

I'm a damn genius.

Hey, Lomack!

Give me a blanket. It's cold.

Hey, pig face, I'm talking to you.

I heard you. Shut up.

You lazy sack of dung.

If I was still commander
of this Outpost,

you'd be flogged for
dereliction of duty.

But you're not a base
commander, are you?

So I don't have to take
your crap anymore.

You're not fit to wear that
uniform, you lazy bastard.

That's it.

I wanted to do this since
the day you took command,

and now you're gonna wish
you kept your big mouth shut!

Nope. Not yet, Lomack.

Oh, Lomack, always so angry.

If you don't mind, I
have a job to finish.

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