All language subtitles for Big Sky (2020) - 01x05 - A Good Day to Die.AMZN-NTb+ION10.English.C.updated.Addic7ed.com

Previously on "Big Sky"...

We lost one. The young
one somehow got loose.

Please! Please, help!

You need to help. I'm being chased.

I can't be souring my relationship

with a state trooper on a hunch.

Give me so much as a hint of evidence

that Rick Legarski's involved.

You're gonna plant a tracker
at the sheriff's office

- in broad daylight?
- Time is not on our side.

If it is Legarski, we need
to see where he goes.

- Grace? Jerrie?
- Someone's here.

I feel we're close.

- Help!
- Help!!

Where were you, Merrilee?

I was dancing, Rick.

Remember the concept?

- Dancing with who?
- Customer from work.

And what comes around
tends to go around.

Mm.

What are you doing?

Rick, you're kind of scaring me.

The idea of you dancing
with another man...

... it's enough to make me lose my mind.

I drove you to that dance.

I neglected you.

You deserve better.

Well, things are gonna
change, my darling,

starting right now.

I'm gonna take down that TV and
put up that Rockwell print you love.

Tomorrow, I'm gonna wrap up a few items,

turn over a new leaf,

that's what... a brand-new leaf.

By chance, was it Trini
Lopez you were dancing to?

No.

Had to ask.

That would have been dramatic irony.

A brand-new leaf.

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Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan, we're
doing all we can, I promise you.

We've pulled in every state
and federal agency we've got.

- Everybody's working.
- What about a reward for information?

- Would that help?
- Yeah, we've set up a state hotline

that pays for information,
had a few tips.

Nothing's panned out yet,
but most of the time,

I find we get our best
stuff from citizens

who are just trying to be helpful.

So, you still don't know where they are

or who took them?

No, sir.

But you have my word

that I will personally
investigate every lead,

- every possibility.
- Just find them.

I'm begging you.

♪ I know I stand in line ♪

♪ Until you think you have the time ♪

♪ To spend an evening with me ♪

♪ And if we go someplace to dance ♪

♪ I know that there's a chance
you won't be leaving with me ♪

♪ And afterwards, we drop
into a quiet little place ♪

♪ And have a drink or two ♪

♪ And then I go and spoil it all ♪

♪ By saying something
stupid like "I love you" ♪

We're actually good.

Yeah. We are.

Your father taught you that?

Yeah, he... he would teach
us all kinds of songs.

I keep thinking how
freaked out they must be,

Mom and Dad.

How's the leg?

Still pus-y.

Maybe you can suck on it.

You have an evil mouth.

I realize that's cool.

To be disrespectful, to be unkind.

Have you stopped to consider

that it was your unkindness
that got you here?

Calling me a loser?

This all began with
your youthful disdain.

It didn't begin that way with me.

No, it didn't.

Your issues are quite different.

Is that why you've come this time?

To lecture us on kindness, you psycho?

I know what pissed you off.

You probably got called a loser
by some high-school girl.

Maybe all of them.

And it triggered you.

I probably represent

all of the pretty girls

who couldn't even be
bothered to look at you.

And if they did, they'd just laugh,

call you a freak.

Danielle.

No. He needs to hear this.

We're the object of your hate

because you've been the
object of nothing but hate

and ridicule your entire
pathetic, little dickless life.

You want to beat the crap out of me?

Huh?

Do it.

But at least take these
chains off first.

Or maybe you're afraid that I
would beat the crap out of you.

Maybe you'd be no match

for this pretty high-school
girl with nice hair.

How pathetic is that?

That was a wonderful try.

I thought she was the clever one.

- Hey.
- Shh!

I've come to give you a
little bit of good news.

Today's the first day of
the rest of your life.

Isn't that lovely?

I don't know what he means
by that, but I doubt it's good.

Hey.

What was that?

Desperate.

'Cause that seems to be where we're at.

Yeah?

Somebody's been here.

I sincerely hope this
is your imagination.

There's two sets of tire tracks.

This one's my truck.

This one is not.

From the tread, it's another truck,

probably a pickup.

Could be random.

There's a bunch of broken
milk bottles, too.

Whoever it is looked inside.

- Anything taken?
- Not that I could see.

Could be somebody just got lost.

Or it could be somebody came looking.

How would they know to look here?

Well, you said this Cassie
Dewell suspects you.

And the wife.

Maybe they followed you here.

Impossible. Nobody can follow anybody

on these roads without being noticed.

Well, somebody's been here.

If not Cassie, then who?

The walls are closing in 'cause
you took those teenagers!

Or maybe because you killed a cop!

I'm gonna move up the pickup,
get rid of these girls.

But first we're gonna need
to deal with this other.

What other?

Cassie Dewell. And Jenny Hoyt, too.

I worked with this police dog,

a bloodhound. She could track anything.

She'd pick up a scent... relentless.

They remind me of that dog.

They're not gonna quit.

Which means they need to be stopped.

Did you know there's gonna
be a new moon this weekend?

Maybe we could go camping.

You wanted to take
me fly fishing, right?

What did you say?

Fly fishing?

What the hell are you doing?

What do you mean, what am I doing?

Always fish near the bank first.

You cast all the way there,

probably spooking the big hog
sitting right under your feet.

Forget thinking across.

Think below.

Think below.

Call the reservations, see if any
of the missing indigenous girls

spent time at truck stops.

Something just wasn't
right about that farm.

So I had my dad call an old buddy of his

who worked for the Bureau
of Land Management.

Sent me this blueprint. Look at that.

Underground space?

Built back in the '60s.

Guys, guys, look. He's back.

Legarski. He's back there right now.

This is it. It's gotta be.

Let's go.

I'll drive.

"Bye, Denise."

What is it?

You just sit there quietly.

Something wrong, Officer?

Operator's license,

registration, and bill of lading.

But what did I do?

We'll get to that in a moment.

Here you go.

This your wife or girlfriend?

Just a friend.

What's your friend's name?

Sage.

Sage.

Do me a favor.

Step out of the truck.

Now, Mr. Pergman!

Mr. Pergman.

May I call you Ronald?

Yes, sir.

I've been watching you, Ronald.

You drive this road quite a bit.

This isn't the first time
you've lost the battle

to your compulsions, is it?

Don't lie to me, Ronald.

No, sir.

I can see that you were
raised right, Ronald,

but not very confident, are you?

You should be.

Men like us... truckers, troopers...

we're the unsung American heroes.

But even men like us have
lapses in judgment, don't we?

Sage, can you step down, please?

He was just giving me a lift, is all.

Look at her, Ronald.

She's an occasion for sin.

This woman does not represent

the same America as you or I, does she?

- N-No.
- And a man like you

doesn't deserve to be punished

for falling victim to the
evil that Sage is selling.

What?

Now, it seems to me you got a choice.

I can bring you in, make a mess,

let your friends and family

find out about this little
stain on your record.

Or you can help Sage.

Lift her up out of the gutter

and set her on the road to a new life

and keep other good men
like you from falling trap.

You'd choose the latter, wouldn't you?

I believe I would.

Yes.

This is Tubb.

I'm texting you the coordinates

of the Bureau of Land Management
shed north of Yankee Jim.

Legarski's been there three
times in the past 24 hours.

Cassie pulled the records,
and there's a basement,

some sort of underground space.

Hang on. How do you know
Legarski's been there?

We put a GPS tracker on his cruiser.

- Jenny!
- Uh, save us the lecture.

If you could tell me one good
reason why a state trooper

would need to drive to
this specific location

in the middle of nowhere
three times in one day,

we'll stand down.

You know as well as I do that
their chances of survival

dwindle with every minute.

If they are there and you didn't go...

I'm on my way.

And if Legarski's not alone?

Then we'll have to be enough.

You ever think, if we
did get out somehow,

anything you'd do
different in your life?

I've kind of already
made the biggest change.

My mind goes to...

spending more time with people,

like my grandparents.

You're here because of me.

God. I just had to go see Justin.

I just had to pass that trucker.

I didn't get my car checked out.

And now you're here

because I'm so stupid.

That'll be on my tombstone...

I got my little sister killed.

Nobody's gonna die here.

I'd go see my parents.

As much as they hate me,

they love me.

And I-I miss them.

This reminds me of when I was a deputy.

Except I would drive.

My partner liked riding shotgun.

You had a partner?

You sound surprised.

Just don't seem like the
partnering type, is all.

Well, I am.

Mm.

You wanna pull over and
braid each other's hair, too?

We got a job to do. Let's just do it.

Fine.

Why did you leave the force?

Just wasn't for me.

Could have fooled me.

You're more of a cop than I am.

Must have been something
bad to knock you off course.

I think justice looks different
for different people.

Plenty of cowboys with badges.

I wanted mine to count for something.

I can't argue with that.

Legarski's still here.

Should we wait?

No, if we can hear it, so can he.

Hands!

Jesus.

Underground. Go.

- Move, move, move!
- Up here. Come on.

Yeah, let's go.

- Okay.
- Let's go this way.

Let's go.

I know what you're gonna say.

- Not now.
- Tubb.

Damn it!

- He must have moved them somewhere.
- We weren't wrong.

Legarski knows where
those girls are. And Cody.

I know.

Okay, we're gonna find them.
We're gonna find all of them.

Legarski and whoever
he's been working with

have been one step ahead
of us this whole time.

Well, that ends right now.

We don't let up, not for a second.

Deal?

Deal.

Put 'em down.

Okay, listen, Rick.

What in God's name did they say to you?

Must have spun some hell of a story

for you to SWAT me like this.

We were following a lead.

She's lost the plot, Walter!

You all have!

Cassie's got you all wound up.

Hey, how did you even know I was here?

They put a GPS tracker on your unit.

I beg your pardon?

What are you even looking at me for?

Putting that on somebody's car...

that is a crime!

You are revealing yourself to be

an old, half-out-to-pasture
sheriff without much of a clue.

That's not a good look, Walter.

You know what I am? I am decorated.

I am a distinguished officer of the law.

And you think, what,

that I have something to do
with these missing girls?!

What were you doing out here, Rick?

Last time I checked,
it's a free country.

Perks of being a state trooper is,

I get to eat my tuna sandwich
wherever I want to!

You should be ashamed of yourself,

asking questions about me.

You ask questions about
her, huh? Cassie?

You know she quit the academy
just a little bit before graduation?

- Did you know that?
- You know what, Rick?

She has an issue with law enforcement,

a bias against the blue.

That's just my guess.

She's playing you like a fiddle.

Shh!

Don't worry. It won't be long now.

My, my, my.

You should have seen their faces.

I'd forfeit my pension just
to see that look again.

Bunch of amateurs.

We're vulnerable here.

People pass by every day.

Just a couple of hours,
and we're in the clear.

We bought ourselves much more than that.

After today,

I am out of the kidnapping business.

Taking too much of a toll on me,

on my wife, my marriage.

Merrilee went dancing last night.

What do you mean, she went dancing?

Some customer from the quilt shop.

Can you believe that?

Quilt customer?

Probably queer as a $2 bill.

How'd you find that out,
that she went dancing?

She told me.

I mean, some kind of cry
for help, best I can figure.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to try to improve,

be a better man.

What else can I do?

She's all I got.

Kids are grown and gone.

Merrilee is...

I'm eroding, Ronald.

I can feel it.

I was always the biggest
kid when I was a child.

It has an impact on how you grow up.

It made me feel so proud, being big.

Like I was singled out
for something special.

Look at me now.

I'm sorry I took the girls.

I got angry, and I made a mistake.

Two more hours,
it's all in the rearview.

You put me in a hell of a spot.

Opened up a huge can of worms.

Obviously, he found the GPS,

then used it to cover
his tracks to lure us in.

Yeah, and you fell for
it and took me with you.

Commander Sosa, I wasn't expecting you.

When one of my troopers
almost gets gunned down,

I make it a point to find
out what happened.

Who's handling the crime scene?

There is no crime scene.

There were crimes.

Brandishing a loaded weapon,

threatening a state trooper,

- stalking.
- I'm... handling it.

It doesn't look like it.

This is between us.

Was I talking to you?

My officer nearly got his
ticket punched today

by his fellow lawmen,

all because some washed-out
ex-deputy with...

- Hey!
- I'm handling it.

You don't find his behavior odd?

Both of you are under arrest
for criminal stalking.

It was my idea.

It was all me.

You want to arrest someone?

Let's go.

Jenny Hoyt, you're under
arrest for criminal stalking.

Jenny, you don't have to do this.

It's alright. Let Denise know.

I'll be outta here in a couple of hours.

Tubb may be sheriff,

but out there on the roads, those
are my guys, and I will not stand

for anyone endangering them on a whim.

Understood?

Hey.

Ow!

Sorry.

Drink some of this.

I know you think you're like him.

You're not.

It's never too late for us

to make a different choice.

I think you were the kind of girl

to share her snacks at school,

sit by people who didn't have a friend.

You should have never ended up here.

I wish...

I wish...

Just let us go.

I hope this is the right thing for you.

That you're safe.

But you know I'll never be safe again.

I'm sorry.

All good?

All good.

What happens to them?

Don't you start that now, you hear me?

This is done.

Like it never happened.

Why won't you tell me?

Because you're weak, Ronald.

You're not equipped to
handle these things.

So I'm doing the favor of
handling it for both of us.

Uh, one last thing.

In conversation with the sheriff,

seems Jenny Hoyt and Cassie Dewell

are bearing down on
the trucker connection.

Evidently they went to
the very truck stop

where you grabbed that lot lizard,

looked at security footage,
got license plates.

God knows you fit the profile.

I'm careful.

They've got nothing on me.

Well, be a good lad.

Make yourself scarce.

And, remember, even if they
don't have anything on you,

doesn't mean you're in the clear.

- Hey, Denise.
- Hey, I'm glad I caught you.

I was just about to go post bail.

The missing fisherman...
they discovered his truck.

And?

Come here, come here. I'll show you.

They found his truck here,

less than 2 miles from here.

- Mm.
- Which is?

The storage shed.

Maybe a coincidence, maybe not.

We had him.

We're running out of
time. I can feel it.

What would Cody say?

Get in his head.

Hmm.

Get in his head.

Where are you going?

Let me know when you've got Jenny.

What kept you?

Your business associate?

I don't like you hovering.

I don't like what you're up to.

What am I up to?

I don't know,

but I have a feeling
it has something to do

with your prurient urges and
those missing teenagers.

You're a sexual pervert,
aren't you, Ronald?

Ohh!

Don't you ever call me that again.

Yes. Yes. It's off the state route.

You couldn't be more
than 20 minutes away.

Yes, I'm ready.

I appreciate...

Don't you clean up nice.

We made it this far
without having to kill you.

Let's not ruin it now.

Please.

This isn't the life for us.

- Me neither.
- I have an idea.

How 'bout you let them go?

Keep me.

And I-I can work for you.

I-I can make you more money over time

than you'll probably make selling us.

Eliminate the middle man.

My, my, my, Fake Missy.

- Mm!
- You don't get me at all.

- Please, sir.
- Please? Sir?

We're past that, don't you think?

Don't touch me.

Don't! Don't!

Don't touch me!

- I don't want to hurt you.
- I'll bite your hand off!

- I don't want to hurt you.
- I'll bite... I'll...

- Get off of me!
- I don't want to hurt you.

- I will bite your hand off!
- I don't want to hurt you!

Now stay still.

It's official.

I'm a stalker now.

I need to be on the road for a bit,

and I figured I'd just come by to say hi

and to tell you I had a...
a very nice time last night.

It was nice.

But not to be repeated.

Mitchell, I'm married.

My marriage, however
challenged, is important.

So I'm not gonna go down this road.

Some secret friendships
can be good for a marriage.

It's not happening.

Okay.

That makes me sad,

but we'll leave it at one dance, then.

Thank you.

It had meaning.

And I know that sounds silly

to think a single encounter

with another person can have impact,

but I'll remember our dance.

As will I.

Goodbye, Merrilee.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Mrs. Legarski?

Hi.

My name's Cassie Dewell.

Have you heard of me?

Can't say that I have. Should I have?

Have you heard of the two missing girls

that disappeared in Yankee Jim Canyon?

My husband's a state trooper.

He's working on that case.

So am I, as a private detective.

I'm actually working with your
husband, which is why I thought

you might have heard
him mention my name.

He doesn't talk about his cases much.

How's he seemed lately?

What's going on?

It's possible your husband

might have something to do
with their disappearance.

What? You must be joking.

Did he mention Cody Hoyt?

That's my partner.

He went to meet with your husband

regarding the teenagers.
Then he disappeared.

Ms. Dewell, you are way off-track here.

You have no idea.

That's possible.

But sometimes it's the
spouses who have no idea.

Has anything seemed out of the ordinary?

No, and I think you've
worn out your welcome.

- He hasn't seemed erratic?
- I said no.

But if it gets you out of my shop,

he's just the same as he's always been.

He's a creature of habit.

He eats at the same time and
the same place every day.

Hell, you can set your watch
to his bowel movements after.

So I can't help you.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

You nearly killed me.

I'm under some stress.

My business associate.

I'm not sure I can trust him.

And I fear that he's leading
me down a very bad path.

Have you got those girls, Ronald?

I see you glued to the reports.

It coincides with your urges.

He's got them.

And I fear he might incriminate me.

So I'm... I'm under stress.

Who is this person?

I can't tell you that.

It would put you in danger.

And why not go to the police?

That's not an option.

I'll handle it, Mom.

I've got a plan.

- Good. You're out.
- Denise posted bail.

They gave me notice to appear.

Where are you?

Just came from seeing Merrilee.

Now I'm headed to The All In Bar.

- Where Cody was last?
- Yeah.

Something Merrilee said about Legarski

being a creature of habit.

When Cody met him,

he was having his breakfast
at The All In Bar.

When I met him, he was doing
the same, except for...

Today he was at the shed.

- Yep.
- I'll meet you there.

Yeah?

Yes. All set.

All according to plan.

Alright, ladies.

Your ride's here.

Down here!

Cassie Dewell.

As I live and breathe.

You're like a dog with a
bone, you know that?

- Hands where I can see them.
- I'm sorry?

- You heard me.
- First, you are trespassing.

Again, I should say.

- Hands.
- Second, you've drawn a weapon

on a Montana State Trooper,

a decorated law-enforcement officer.

Hands in the air now.

Is that really what you want?

You forgot to add "Missy."

But it's up to you.

Hands in the air, or I will shoot you.

Well, I know they didn't teach
you to say that at the academy

because that gives me self-defense.

Who's that? Who's there?

Oh, it looks like the three
girls who are missing.

That I just showed up to rescue.

They can hear everything
you're saying, by the way,

including you telling me
you're going to shoot me.

They're also proof that I've caught you

in the middle of an ongoing kidnapping,

and their lives are in danger,

both of which give me every right

to shoot you right where you stand.

Put your hands behind your
head and walk towards me.

See, my concern with coming closer is,

you'll use it as an excuse to shoot me.

Best you come down here.

Get down on the ground.

Wait. Better idea.

I'm going to reach for my weapon slowly

and use it to put you under arrest.

Freeze! Freeze!

You just allowed somebody
you consider to be a suspect

to draw their weapon.

Very disappointing.

I just came from Merrilee's quilt shop.

She seems like a nice lady.

Be a shame to make her a widow.

Wow.

You seem to have a keen interest
in the women I've married.

Your hand's shaking, by the way.

- Can you see that?
- My hand's solid as a rock.

You're the one shaking.
Put the gun down!

- Don't test me!
- Tell you what.

I usually count to three,

but I'm gonna let you hit
from the ladies' tee.

I'm gonna count to five.

If you don't put your weapon
down by the count of five,

one of three things will happen.

"A"... I'll put my weapon down.

"B"... Raise it in the air
like Alexander Hamilton.

"C"... Shoot you.

My money's on "C."

One...

- Drop the gun.
- ... two...

- I'm not kidding!
- ... three... four...

My, my, my.

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