All language subtitles for Unearth (2020)-en

(sighing)

- Thanks.

- What the hell is she doing fishing?

- It's okay.

Leave her alone.

- It's your daughter.

Let's go!

- [George] Mornin'.

- [Tom] Mornin', George.

- Hey, I wanted to say
sorry again, for your loss.

He was a great man, he was great to me.

- How's Reese?

- He's a good baby, good kid.

Come by and see him, huh?

- Yeah, we oughta get
a beer some time, man.

It's been way too long.

- Let's do that.
- All right.

(baby vocalizing)

- Hey.

Hey.

Oh, you got my hair. (laughs)

- [George] Hey, I got breakfast.

- [Kim] Okay, thank you.

(laughing)

You're so silly.

- [George] You sure you
don't want me to take you?

- No, Dad, no special treatment, okay?

(shouting playfully)

I left a list on the fridge with

feeding times and nap times.

- Hey, hey, I raised two kids.

We got this, right?

We got this.

- Bye, time for Mommy to go.

Bye, I love you. (laughs)

(grunting)

- Combine's clean.

- (sighs) I'll be in my studio.

- Aub, can you pick me up some new gloves?

- Yeah, they're on the list.

- Thanks.

- You stink.

Did you sweep up the chaff?

- No.

I'll do it in the morning.

- All we need is for someone
to slip and break their neck.

You see the paper?

- No, why?

- Our greedy township supervisors

have started issuing drilling permits.

- Hey, Jill.

We need a little help
with these hospital bills.

Yes, we, me and Kim, your daughter.

Well, the garage has just
been, will you let me talk?

- Why do you even bother calling her, Dad?

- [George] Okay, the garage
has been a little bit slow.

No.

- She doesn't give a shit.

- Right, yeah, no, of course not.

'Cause we all just can't get up

and leave whenever we
fucking want, can we, Jill?

(baby vocalizing)

(sighing)

- Okay, so that's five.

Here ya go.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

Have a great day.

- Thank you.

- Hey, George.

- Hey.

I got you all finished up.

Here.

You know what, if you wanna pay cash

I'll knock another 10% off that.

Yeah.

- George, what the hell?

- Oh, yeah, I noticed that your
rear brakes needed replaced.

- Okay, but you told me $25.

- Well, yeah, for the inspection.

But then I have to do the emissions,

that's 35, that's outta my hands,

and, like I said, your
rear brakes were low.

- Okay.

Low enough to not pass inspection?

- Practically.

Look, I charged you 100 bucks for that,

and that's a big discount,
and I saved you a trip.

You woulda been back here in two months.

- You know what, George?

Just cut the bullshit.

I can do $50 cash, that's it.

- I got a family.

- Take it or leave it.

Or I'm gonna report you.

(sighing)

- Let me try.

- Make sure it's good and tight.

That cover comes loose in the field,

and you're gonna lose another

whole day of work.
- I've done this before.

- Yeah, you have.

Up and down the back 40
all night searching for it.

- [Tom] Fuck!

- Weather reports say
we're not gonna get a break

from this heat any time soon.

(sighs)

God help us if we get another
weak yield this season.

- God ain't gonna do shit, Mom.

I'm telling you, we gotta
go big or we gotta get out.

(Kathryn sighs)

More field corn, maybe even soybeans,

otherwise we're gonna have a For Sale sign

on our field next.

- Don't you dare say that!

If your Daddy heard you say that he'd--

- Dad wouldn't have
driven by George's farm

every day without making an offer.

- Make an offer, with what?

We haven't even recouped our losses

from shuttin' down dairy production.

- Sellin' the cows was
the best idea we ever had!

And it's not enough!

It's still not enough!

- If you spent as much time
workin' as you did bitchin'!

- Wait.

Stay in that light.

- I always wanted to be a model.

Isn't that silly?

I wonder what Joe wanted to be?

- He told me when he
got out of the service

buying this land was the first
thing he and Kathryn did.

I guess farming was in their DNA.

Not so much for others.

- Every family has its problems.

Tom and his folks were really good

to us when we needed it most.

But we're just in a rough patch, is all.

- Mom, I've given a lotta
years of my life to this farm.

I stayed and I took care of Joe.

But you're the one that
married Tom, not me.

Thanks.

- Need a ride home?

- [Heather] Hey, Dad.

- Hey!

About gave me a heart attack.

You gonna stay for the weekend?

- Yeah, I had a friend drop me off.

I wanted to see Reesey.

- Great, glad you're here.

Just grabbed some bagels.

- Gotta catch the bus!

Good thing Heather was
here, where were you?

- I was just up at the garage working.

Here, you wanna grab
a bagel before you go?

Here.

- Say bye to Mama.

- Hey, you want one of these?

- I'm good.

- Hey, Billy, George Lomack callin'.

Hope, uh, hope this finds you guys well.

I was looking through my book,

and I saw that you're a little behind

on your annual auto inspection.

Thought you might wanna get out here

and get somethin' on the books.

So give me a call if you do.

Again, hope you're well.

- [Recording] We're sorry, your call.

- DJ, hey, how you guys doin', huh?

She did, yeah, yeah, she's doin' good.

Oh, he's great, yeah, it's a boy.

Reese. (chuckles)

Yeah, well, hey listen I
was goin' through my book,

and I see that you're about
due for your inspection

so do you want to make an
appointment and get in here,

and get that taken care of?

You did.

Hey, DJ, it's a pretty
big chain, you know.

They're not gonna give
you the personal service

that I would.

Yeah.

All right, well, if that
doesn't work out then...

I'll be here.

All right.

Yep, I'll tell her.

(baby crying)

- I'm home!

Only 175 days to go.

Jesus, Dad, wake up!

What are you doing?

What happened?

- Nothing, nothing, I just
closed my eyes for a second.

- No, it's not nothing, Dad.

Reese could have fallen on the floor

or gotten a hold of something or like--

- He can't even crawl yet, honey.

- Why weren't you watching him?

- I was right in the kitchen.

He didn't do it on purpose, Kim.

- Are you okay?

- Hey, what time is it?

Is it three o'clock already?

- Eddie Drake, Patriot Exploration.

- Thanks for coming out.

- Well, this is a beautiful
property you have here.

I notice your land for sale sign.

Have you had any takers?

We could pay up to $1200 an acre.

Plus a percentage of proceeds

from gas production, of course.

Does that sound like something
you might be interested in?

- Here you go.

Thank you.

- Hello, Ma'am.

Eddie Drake, Patriot Exploration.

- Not interested.

- I'm just lookin' for
a moment of your time

to talk about some
natural gas opportunities.

- Is that right?

Well, I'd like to talk to
you about the opportunities

inside the barrel of my shotgun.

Why don't you stay here?

I'll go get it.

- You have yourself a good day, Ma'am.

- Christina!

I need you to do me a favor.

- [George] Hey.

- Late night? (chuckles)

(gasps)

Heather!

When did you get home?

- Last night.
- Oh.

Well, Kathryn wanted me to invite you guys

over for dinner tonight.

- Oh, that sounds fun, Dad?

- Yeah, of course.

Tell her we'll be there.

- Well, you look good.

Very farmer chic.

- Thanks.

How long you home for?
- Just the weekend.

- Oh, bummer.

- Yeah.

- Okay, well, I'll see you in a bit.

- 'Kay.
- Yeah.

(baby vocalizing)

- You working on that portfolio?

- Not as much as I'd like to lately.

- How's college goin', Heather?

- It's good.

- Oh, come on, tell 'em.

She's doin' great, she's
at the top of her class.

And she just made the softball team.

- How's things with the garage, George?

- Don't see much goin' on over there.

- Kathryn.

You want a beer?

- Yeah, I'm due.

- George, I know you're in a tough spot.

Now that business with your
wife was surely a heart break,

but I gotta tell ya, her leaving
you and the girls the land

that is a blessing, a real opportunity.

- But the longer you wait,

the longer it's gonna take you

to get that earth producin' again.

- We've been outta the farm
business for a long time.

- Well, then.

You could lease me the land.

You know I'll get it back to health.

- How much?

- We'd give you a fair
price for it, George.

- Well, how much?

- 200 an acre.

- Let's take the baby inside.

- George, I know you had a visitor today.

(baby vocalizing)

- Is he havin' a hard time?

May I?

Oh.

(baby vocalizing)

See?

- I just hate pumping.

I mean, I feel like a cow or something.

- Well, you could always give him formula.

- Really, it's safe for him if I switch?

- Absolutely.

If I had it to do over again,
I'd give Christina formula.

There's a lot of things I'd do differently

if I had another one.

Here you go. (tongue clicking)

You know, if you ever need anything

you give me a call, all right?

I was about your age when I had Christina

so I know how hard it can be.

- Thanks, Aubrey.

- So you and his daddy?

- His dad's a teenager.

- You're a teenager.

- Well, not anymore.

Did, um, did Christina ever meet her dad?

- Ngh-ngh.

- I don't think you guys
are seeing the full picture.

Kathryn, look around you.

You got a highway at the
back of your field now.

And where's your dairy
business, and my farm?

The world is leaving us behind.

- But if you make a tree
good, its fruit will be good.

You make a tree bad, its
fruit's gonna be bad.

- We don't need fuckin' fruit.

We need a miracle.

Yeah.

- George!

- Hey, Kathryn, you make the decisions

that's best for your family.

I'll make the decisions
that's best for mine.

Not much goin' off over there.

Really?

Who does she think she is?

- They're just concerned.

To be honest, so am I.

Why didn't you tell me the
garage was going under?

- What do you mean, the
garage isn't going under.

What, are you going
through all my bills now?

- Yeah, 'cause your lying them
on every table in the house.

Okay, this gas company.

What, you said it's a check
at signing for the lease

and then it's royalties?

- As far as I understood.

- Okay, and then we see
what Kathryn can offer.

- Well, she can't offer shit, okay?

It's not exactly the
Garden of Eden over there.

- Okay, Dad, I know you're pissed,

but we have to consider every option.

- They can't help us, Heather.

- Okay, whatever.

We can cut costs over here,
I mean, we don't need cable.

- Fine.

- And we'll turn the lights off.

- Great.

Let's just be Amish now.

- I'm serious, Dad.

You know my school?

- No, no.

- Oh, great, welcome to
the conversation, Kim.

While we're here, we don't need these.

- What, you're not gonna
cancel my phone, are you?

- Jesus!

Kim, you know they're a
fuckin' waste of money.

And that's all you have to say, seriously?

While Dad's drowning
in your medical bills?

(breathing heavily)

(sniffling)

(moaning)

- Oh, don't stop!

(moaning)

- [George] Oh yeah.

(laughing)

(laughing)

- That was fun.

- Did you do some more
submissions this week?

- Mm-hm.

Some in New York.

One in Chicago.

- Where do you wanna go?

- MoMA.

Yancey or Guggenheim.

- Is that Europe?

You told me that when
Joe dies, you'd leave.

When?

(lips smacking)

(grunting)

- Good Lord, that's a lotta food.

- [Vendor] Breakfast of champions.

(laughing)

- Thanks, man, appreciate it.

- [Vendor] What can I get ya?

- Christina!

(baby vocalizing)

- Okay.

(baby vocalizing)

It's okay.

- You're gonna have to go home now, Kim.

- Okay, I got it go.

- Okay.
- Okay.

I got you.
- Bye.

- Okay.

(coughing)

- [Heather] Still forbidden to talk to us?

- [Christina] Of course. (laughs)

Remember when Tom and George used

to bring us out here hunting with them?

(laughing)

- (coughs) Yeah.

You guys are gonna love this.

- Camo'ed up head to toe.

And then you.

- Would fall asleep.
- Like every single time.

- Every single time, yeah.

He used to get so upset when
I didn't see the turkey.

(laughing)

Like as if I didn't see
them every single day

running across the field.

I always loved that shirt.

It's so soft.

- Get your mitts off
my weed pocket, Lomack.

- Tom and Aubrey still come up here?

- No, I highly doubt that.

Ah, no, give me that.

Give me that!

(laughing)

(groaning)

(camera clicking)

You know, I started
submitting to galleries.

- That's great.

I mean, did you hear anything back or?

- Not yet.

- You will.

- How about you?

I can't believe Kim graduated.

- Yeah, thank the maker.

- So?

(sighing)

- I lost my grant and,
yeah, we could never really

afford college anyway so.

- The gas well is not?

- It's helping, it's just,

we were in so much debt after everything

and just kinda crossing fingers

for that first royalty check, you know?

I'm looking into online courses.

But, you know, our
fuckin' internet's shit.

- You are a brilliant,
beautiful badass woman,

and you are gonna figure
this shit out, right?

- Yes.

- Huh?

- Yes.

- Holy shit.

This is good weed. (laughs)

(spitting)

- Fishin'?

I bought us a couple hours.

(coughing)

You know, this never woulda happened

if Joe were still around.

- You know, Kathryn, the
Lomacks didn't really

have a choice.

- There's always a choice.

And pretty soon, your
step-daddy's gonna have a choice.

God knows I love my son, but
when I'm gone, he's gonna sell.

Unless I leave the farm to you.

- What, no, no, Kathryn,
I didn't sign up for that.

- You're a farmer, Christina.

- No, I'm not and I don't wanna be.

- Then what do you wanna
be, a photographer?

(coughing)

(sighs) You know, years ago,
when Joe and I used to travel

we'd go to the bullfights, and
there's a place in the ring,

querencia, it's a place,
of sanctuary for the bull,

where the bull feels safe
and strong and protected.

And you may think your
photographs are separate,

but there is a love of the
land that shines through.

This farm is your querencia.

And if you leave it,
you're gonna lose yourself.

And your pictures aren't
ever gonna be as good.

- That's right.

Tell you over and over and over.

Jesus Christ.

Okay, try it!

Try it!

(screaming)

(crying)

- [Aubrey] I'm not sure, Tom.

- What do you mean you're not sure?

- I mean, I'm not sure I
can work, it really hurts.

- Aubs, come on, it's, it's not that bad.

Look, grab my hand, squeeze my hand.

Tighter!
(groaning)

Come on!
- I am squeezing, Tom, god!

- Well, maybe the bandage
needs to be tighter.

- My fingers are numb, just stop it.

- Hey, Mom.

How ya doin'?

- Oh, just trying to figure
out somethin' for tomorrow.

- Why don't you take the day to rest?

- Yeah, sure, take your sick leave.

Look, her hand got pinched.

Christ Almighty, it's
the end of the world?

- I'm sure it's gonna be fine by tomorrow.

- Mom, you can take a goddamn day.

- No, she can't.
- Yes, she can.

You slammed her hand
in the hood of a truck!

- [Tom] This is the worst damn timing.

- I know, I'm sorry, I'll be fine.

- You're sorry?

I'm going into town.

- Bright and early tomorrow!

(baby vocalizing)

(water splashing)

(sneezing)

(humming "Ring Around A Rosey")

(retching)

- [Kathryn] Yes, I know.

I will.

I promise.

She will.

She will.

(coughing)

- Are you goin' to bed?

- Yeah, are you okay?

- I should get some water for this cough.

I think it's allergies.

(coughing)

- Well, if it isn't the
housewife without a husband.

- I didn't catch that.

- Your daddy's cash cow
starting to produce?

What's that?

More drinkin' money?

- Screw you, Kathryn.

- Heather, what are you doin'?

Your sister's gonna be
gone just like your Mom

and once some moron falls
in love with George,

where does that leave you?

You got so much potential--

(loud coughing)

You got so much potential, girl.

I could teach you how
to manage the business.

You and Christina could run it together.

I've seen how you look at her.

You think about it, young lady! (coughs)

- We got something from Patriot.

- What is it?

It might be our first royalty check.

- Well?

- That can't be right.

- [Heather] Let me see.

- Wait, that's it?

- Transportation fees, processing fees.

It's not right, I'll give 'em a call.

- Does that mean there's no gas?

- [George] I don't know.

I don't know, she's callin'.

- [Heather] Hello, is this
the billing department?

My family just received
a check and, yeah, yes.

1-0-0-8-7-4-5-9.

Last name, Lomack.

- [Kim] I mean, there has to be a mistake.

- [Heather] Yeah, we
were wondering if you can

explain these fees.

- Or maybe the first
one's lower or something.

- [Heather] No, no, the
fees that are on the.

Yeah, yes, the ones that are
on the check we received today.

Yeah, I don't understand
what that means, can you.

No, our contract didn't
state we were paying for...

(muffled speaking)

Dad?

Dad?

- What did they say?

- Well, it is stated in our contract

that they can charge us
for transportation fees

and, um, cleaning fees,

and also marketing fees,

which, which,

which is really blowing my mind.

And then to top it all off
there's the market price

of natural gas or something.

You know how natural gas
is really cheap right now.

- So basically we're fucked.

- Kim.
- No, this is bullshit

and you know it!

All that dirt and that noise,
and we don't get shit from it!

Are you serious?

- Kim!
- What?

- [Heather] Why don't
you let me talk to Dad?

- Assholes!

- [Heather] Dad.

- This was supposed to save us.

(breathing deeply)

(breathing deeply)

(whimpering)

(breathing painfully)

(coughing)

- Make it stop, Joe!

Make it stop!

(groaning)

(screaming)

- Kathryn!

Kathryn!

(breathing heavily)

(baby vocalizing)

- Hey.

Hey, Reesey, hi.

Oh, come here, come here, hi.

Good morning.

(coughing)

- Kathryn?

(coughing)

Jesus, Mom.

Oh my god, you should go to the doctor.

- It's gonna be fine, just. (coughs)

- [Heather] I got it!

Hello?

What's wrong?

I'll come right after dinner then.

Christina needs me!

Kathryn's missing.

- [Tom] Mom?

- It's just a sheet.

- Please, for Mama, please.

Please.

A little bit, little bit?

Oh.

Come on, please, just a little bit.

Come on.

No.

It's really good, see?

Oh my.

- [Heather] Christina?

- [Christina] Kathryn?

- Oh, hey.

What's goin' on?

Are you okay?

Okay.

Okay, come here.

Ow, damn it!

(baby crying)

What's goin' on?

Hey.

Come on, come on, come on.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

(baby whining)

(baby coughing)

(baby crying)

Dad?

(baby crying)

(coughing)

(groaning)

- Did you fuck my dad?

(women grunting)

Let go!

(water splashing)

(baby crying)

(humming "Ring Around A Rosey")

(head banging)

(baby crying)

(humming "Ring Around A Rosey")

(head banging)

(baby crying)

(water splashing)

(coughing)

(whimpering)

(breathing deeply)

(groaning)

- Mama?

Mama?

No!

(animal croaking)

- [Officer] Tom?

I'm gonna need you to...

(crying)

Tom?

Tom, back away now!

Oh god! (groans)

(wet thudding)

(whimpering)

- No, no, no, no.

No!

Daddy!

(screaming)

- My baby!

(screaming)

- No, no, no, no.

(screaming)

It's okay, baby, it's okay.

Okay, hey.
- I want my baby!

(screaming)

- Dad, stay there.

- Ring around the rosey.

- [Heather] Put the gun down!

- A pocket full of posey.
(gun firing)

- Daddy, please!

- No!

No, no!
- Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh!

(baby crying)

- The cows are in the meadow.

(distant crying)

Reesey?

Is that you?

The cows are in the meadow

huddled altogether.

Ashes, they all.

Where are you, you little bastard?

- You, killed him!

(shouting)
(groaning)

(bat whacking)
(grunting)

- No.

No, no, no, no, no.

- [Kim] Reese.

- Kim, Kim!

(George grunting)

(woman screaming)

We gotta go.

- [Christina] Help!

No, no!

Wait, stop!

- [George] Kim.

- Dad, I'm staying.

When you're safe, call me
at the Dolan's. - I love you.

(whimpering)

(groaning)

(coughing)

(grunting)

(man choking)
(man grunting)

- Die!

(grunting)

(breathing heavily)

- Whose blood is that?

- Kim's hurt.

Reese is...

- Kathryn.

Tom, too.

Have you seen my mom?

Listen.

Do you hear that?

There's nothing.

There's no birds, there's no bugs.

(shouting)

[Tom] Christina!

(breathing rapidly)

(crying)

(whimpering)

- Tree house?

- Yeah, okay, okay.

Let's take the truck, yeah.

Oh god, oh god, oh my god, oh god.

(groaning)

It's okay.

Okay.

(whimpering)

(coughing)

(whimpering)

(crying)

(deep coughing)

(gagging)

(groaning)

(coughing)

(gasping)

(coughing)

- [Heather] It wants me to kill you.

- Oh my god!

(screaming)

(coughing)

(eerie screaming)

Oh god.

Oh god, oh fuck.

(whimpering)

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay.

(breathing heavily)

(rifle clicking)

Fuck!

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Oh god, oh god, oh!

(whimpering)

Oh, no, no, no.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, fuck you, no,
no, no, no, no, no, no!

Fuck, oh god, oh god.

(whimpering)

Okay, ah!

(whimpering)

Okay, ah!

(wailing)

(eerie speaking)

(voices screaming)
(cornstalks crunching)

(whimpering)

(panting)

(bird warbling)

(groaning softly)

Hey, secure that panel!

Yeah, thanks.

(engine buzzing)