All language subtitles for Banshee.S04E03.BDRip.x264-DEMAND

(MACHINERY HUMMING)

(SIRENS)

(GASPS)

(RATTLING)

MAN: Know what photokeratitis is?

How about flash blindness?

The same thing, really.

Both caused by excessive exposure
to ultraviolet light.

Cornea burns,
unable to handle the light's intensity.

And you temporarily lose your vision.

In theory, pain is only psychological

-since the retina has no pain receptors.
-(WHIMPERING)

This particular model
was built by Homeland Security

to torture prisoners after 9/11.

Unfortunately, it was banned

after some of those fuckers
went blind for good.

(WHIMPERING)

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(CLICKING)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUTTERING)

(GRUNTING)

Let me the fuck out!

Or I'll fucking kill you!

Motherfucker, I will fucking kill you!

(PANTING)

(GROANING)

(GROANING)

(LIGHTS HUMMING)

(EXHALES)

(PANTING)

(GUN COCKS)

(GUNSHOT)

(GASPS)

(BEEPING)

(GASPS)

(DOOR RATTLING)

(GROANING)

-(MONITOR BEEPING)
-(RESPIRATOR HISSING)

(MONITOR CONTINUES BEEPING)

Thank you.

(RESPIRATOR HISSING)

Hey, Bunker.

Doctor says you're gonna be all right.

(WINCES)

(SIGHS)

(LABORED BREATHING)

(CLATTERS)

-(GASPING)
-Hey. Hey, hey.

It's okay. It's okay. You're safe. Look at me.

It's okay.

You have a fever.

Your body is fighting off the infection.

I'm gonna lift up your head, okay?

- Hold it down. That's good. Okay.
-(COUGHING)

That's good.

(WHEEZING)

(WHISPERS) That's it, swallow.

I'm gonna clean you up a little bit more, okay?

It's gonna sting.

(GROANS AND BREATHES HEAVILY)

Do you have any idea

what you're even doing?

You're still breathing, aren't you?

(SNIFFLES)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(CROWS CAWING)

You.

You gonna invite us in?

Colonel Stowe may have been crazy,

but he was still military
and kept meticulous records.

After Genoa, CID seized his files.

I tried everything I could
to get my hands on them,

but I kept hitting brick walls.

So, then she came back to you?

Y'all know busting through walls
is my specialty.

Okay, so,
then you stole the Genoa files from CID?

Don't need to steal
when you got the power of persuasion.

Took a little longer than I would have liked.

Finally got to the right record clerk
in the Pentagon.

In exchange for me not chopping off his dick,

he graciously supplied me
with a copy of the files.

There was a list of everyone
working on the base that day.

So, you compared it to the list of casualties?

CARRIE: One name was unaccounted for.
Private contractor named Leo Fitzpatrick.

(HELICOPTER BLADES WHIRRING)

(INAUDIBLE)

I'm guessing you know how to find this Leo?

Of course, soldier boy.

REBECCA: I've never been on my own before.

KAI: You're not on your own.

(KNOCKS)

Sir?

Nina Cruz.

Send her in.

- Mr. Mayor.
-What is it, Deputy?

(DOOR CLOSES)

The last three guys
your district attorney cut loose

were all royally fucked up after the fact.

- Vigilante?
-I think it's more than that.

See, all three releases were connected to you.

Whoever the vigilante is,
they know you've got the DA in your pocket.

Someone's sending you a message.

Sheriff Lotus.

What do you think, Deputy?

I think Brock makes a lot of noise,
but he'd never come after you like that.

Then get me a name.

It could get messy.

Then you'll clean it up.

You hired me to be your eyes and your ears.

I don't mind doing the cleaning,
but that costs more.

Then you better be worth it.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Sheriff?

Helen, the damn Internet is broken again.

I'll take a look.
The Bowmans are here to see you.

Oh, shit.

- Shall I bring them upstairs?
- Uh, no. No, I'll do it.

Try to fix this.

- Mr. and Mrs. Bowman.
Sheriff.

Would you like to come
up to my office and talk?

The county coroner
won't release Rebecca's body to us.

Uh, yes, that's true.

Unfortunately, the body can't be released

until the coroner has determined
an official cause of death.

The funeral must be held immediately.

- I understand.
- This is our way.

It's... It's been a week
since our daughter's passing.

I know, and I assure you my entire department

is working day and night
on your daughter's case.

You have no right to keep her from us.

- Mrs. Bowman...
- Please, let us put her to rest.

Um...

All right, let me make some calls.

I'll try to move things along, okay?

I promise.

Come. Let's go.

Again, I'm sorry for your loss.

LEO: With technology crossing
cultural boundaries,

-computer ethics are virtually intractable.
-(MAN CLEARS THROAT)

Why? Well, how can we set a global standard
when cultural relativism makes it impossible?

And by "we“, I mean "thew.

And by "they",
I mean the United States government.

But what they can do is enforce title 18,
section 1030.

If you are caught accessing a computer

with intent to steal information
or damage a network, you will go to jail.

And when you're out, you'll get
a six-figure gig as a security analyst.

(STUDENTS LAUGH)

That's it. Go home. I'll see you all next week.

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

Hey.

That's great.

(GRUNTS)

Go to the next station!

(GRUNTS)

(TRAIN WHEELS SCREECHING)

(TRAIN HISSING)

(GRUNTS)

MAN ON P.A.: Please stand clear of the doors.

(MAN ON P.A. SPEAKS IN SPANISH)

-I'm on the train.
-CARRIE: Copy. I'm on the move.

MAN ON P.A.: Next stop, Wallace Street.

What the fuck, bro?

Asshole.

Move!

- He's on the train.
-CARRIE: Copy.

(TRAIN WHEELS SCREECHING)

Hey!

(BOTH GRUNT)

(HISSING)

(GRUNTS)

(ALARM BLARING)

Whoa, whoa.

- LEO: Move!
-(DOGS WHINING)

(BIKE TIRES SCREECHING)

(HORNS HONKING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

About time, soldier boy.

(GRUNTING)

CARRIE: Just get him in the car!

- Get the fuck in the car!
-(THUMPING)

Come on, get the fuck in the car!

- CARRIE: Yeah, got him.
Jesus fucking Christ, come on!

(TIRES SQUEAL)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- Hi, Kurt.
Maggie.

I heard you were back.

What are you doing here?

I brought you some groceries.

Why?

I don't see anyone else
lining up to help you out.

I don't need any help.

Yeah, of course you don't.

Are you gonna let me in?

Yeah. Yeah.

(RATTLING)

I haven't, uh, had time
to go through my mail yet.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I called the hospital every week
to check on you.

No one told me.

I asked them not to.

I know that it was Calvin
and his goons that did that to you.

Why didn't you report them?

That you asking or Calvin?

Don't be an asshole.
You know he'd kill me if he knew I was here.

(SIGHS)

I want to kill him for what he did to you.

It's just amazing how

two brothers can be so different and so alike
at the same time.

I have to get home.

My cell.
(CLEARS THROAT) If you need anything.

(SIGHING)

(RINGING)

(PANTING)

(MOANING)

(PHONE BUZZING)

- Shit. Shit. Shit.
-What?

Calvin.

(RINGING)

What the fuck?

(RINGING)

Where the fuck are you?

MAGGIE: I can't do this, Kurt.

I know. It's not always gonna be like this.

You think you can still get him out?

No, I don't. I did.

But after this...

I know there's no coming back for him.

I just need to figure out how to put him away.

That's gonna take some time.

Time's not gonna change anything, Kurt.

What do you want me to do?

Just kill him now.

I can't kill my own brother.

He's Hank's father.

Kurt, when I was a little girl,

my father poisoned me with fear.

He made sure that I would only ever feel safe

If I was with a man just like him.

And I just accepted that.
That that's how things would always be.

And then you came back.

For the first time in my life,
I thought things could be different.

But this isn't about me.

I'm terrified that my son
is gonna turn out to be just like Calvin

and just like my father.

Mean, hateful, violent.

I won't let that happen.

You have to trust me, Maggie.

(KISSES)

I assume there's a good reason
why this son of a bitch is still breathing.

Hey, Leo.

Jesus' Fuck!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Where's Job?

What?

Where's Job?

(GRUNTS)

Where the fuck is Job?

I don't know who that is.

Tell me another lie. Please?

LUCAS: See how this works?

Every time you bullshit us,
she's gonna hit you.

When she gets tired, I'm gonna start.

She hits hard.

I hit harder.

You understand?

You took our friend. And we want him back.

Untie me, I'll think about helping you.

(GRUNTING)

Stop!
-(GROANS)

The boy can't talk if he ain't conscious.
Take Nikita to the kitchen.

Give me and Sugar a minute.

Go!

I'm sorry.

You were just doing what we all wanted to.

It's just, everybody disappeared all at once,

you know'?

It's all my fault.

Job knew the risks.

We all did.

I'm not talking about Job.

You know,
I spent nearly two years up in those hills

blaming myself for everything that happened.

Now that would have been
a big waste of time if this was all your fault.

(CHUCKLES)

Everything got so fucked up.

Yeah, it did.

Mr. Fitzpatrick has had a change of heart.

Really? You always travel with a handsaw?

Tools of the trade, soldier boy.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

It would be best for you
if you told them what you told us.

After Genoa, Job was interrogated
for three months straight.

They worked him for names,
dates, everything.

- But he wouldn't give them shit.
-That stubborn motherfucker.

So, they gave up
and they marked him for EDE.

What the hell is that?

Extended detainment and exploitation.

It's usually reserved for enemies of the state
who require some extra motivation.

So, where is he now'?

(CHUCKLES)

- Where the fuck is he?
-They're keeping him in a black site.

A supermax hellhole that makes
Abu Ghraib look like the Four Seasons.

- How do we get in there?
-You don't.

- How?
- No one gets in, period.

- Wrong answer, homes.
- Wait! Wait!

No one gets in, but we might be able
to buy him out if you have the cash.

- Cut his fucking foot off.
- No, don't!

The money is not for me!

Look, the government needs
plausible deniability,

so, these places,
they are completely autonomous.

The guys who are running them,
they answer to no one.

Sometimes, they'll deal.

- How much?
- How much do you have?

(GRUNTS)

So much for early retirement.

Job is gonna be really pissed
that we spent it all.

He'll get over it.

Make the call.

(ZIPPING)

Glad you kept it safe for us all these months.

Yeah, I was saving it for a rainy day.

LEO: I made the deal.

What are you talking about? Are you sure?
The money is here. lam staring right at it.

But if he dies, you get nothing, you hear me?

What the fuck just happened?

- Job is scheduled to go dark.
- What the hell does that mean?

It means they have no further use for him.

- When?
-Unclear.

It could be two days, it could be two hours.
You want him back alive, we need to go now.

-(SAW BUZZES)
-(SQUELCHES)

(CLANGS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(CLATTERS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Okay, I'm gonna pretend I didn't see that.

You never heard of the five-second rule?

(SIGHS)

You finished with Rebecca Bowman?

Well, she's Y'd and tied,
but it's gonna be some time

before I finish the full pathology.

No, we are out of time, Dan.

I need to get this girl's body
home to her family.

I hope you're not asking me
to rush the autopsy

for the victim of an alleged serial killer.

Tell me what you have so far, then, all right?

What I've got is an autopsy in progress.

Don't test me' Dan.
Don't fucking test me right now.

Jesus Christ, Brock, relax.

Well, puncture wounds
and tearing of the soft tissue

are consistent with animal bites,

but they were most likely caused postmortem.

Right, she was already dead
when he dumped her body in the woods.

- We knew that, right?
-Yes.

But she was still alive when he
filleted her chest and cut her heart out.

That's some real Temple of Doom shit.

So, it is the same as the other two girls.

Sick son of a bitch.

I'll bet a week's pay the tox screen will find

similar traces of Valium and Demerol
in her system.

He probably used just enough
to keep her conscious,

but knock the fight out of her.

God damn it, Dan. Just give me something.

Anything to catch this asshole.

A fingerprint, a DNA, something.

This guy's good, Brock.
He covers his tracks like a pro.

Fuck you! You've got nothing, then.

Actually, I've got the opposite of nothing.

Holy shit.

(BELL runes)

(DOOR CLOSES)

WOMAN: I haven't seen you
in here before, have I?

You don't look like our usual clientele.

- I'll just have a cup of coffee.
-(BELL RINGS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

WOMAN: Could I help you with something?

- Um, how much for a piece of pie?
-$3.

(coms RATTLE)

That's all I got.

How about a cup of coffee?

I'll pay for the pie.

And a glass of milk?

Sure. Whatever you like.

What's your name?

Cherry.

What's your real name?

Jennifer.

(DOOR OPENS)

(HANDLE CLICKS)

Come on in.

Have a look around.

Where are your parents, Jennifer?

Don't know. Don't care.

You have your own bathroom, Jacuzzi tub.

There's plenty of fresh towels.

- Clothing in the closet.
-(DOOR OPENS)

Should all fit you nicely.

So, help yourself.

Are you gonna fuck me?

I just want you to feel comfortable,

nothing more.

You must be tired. I'll let you get some rest.
You can stay as long as you like.

HEY,

whose room is this?

Someone who was very special to me.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(WHIMPERING)

I'm afraid our time together
has come to an end.

(SCREAMING)

Start walking.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

-Go!
-(GRUNTS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Keep moving.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

-(GROANING)
-Easy. Easy. I got you. I got you.

I got you.

I got you.

It's about motherfucking time.

- Let's get you home.
-(SOBBING)

(GUNS COCKING)

- What the fuck is this?
-If you have to ask, you already know.

(BRAKES SCREECH)

For future reference, we don't make deals.

Hey.

I was just wondering.

Do I look like the kind of motherfucker
who wouldn't know that?

(GUNSHOTS)

(GRUNTS)

(AIR HISSES)

(cum CLICKS)

- Get the fuck up!
-(GROANING)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

What do you want to do with him?

Yeah, Job.

- What are you gonna do now'?
(GUNSHOT)

(THUDS)

Can we go now'?

Where are you going?

Stay the fuck away from me.

Hmm.

-(GRUNTS)
-(CLATTERS)

You ungrateful bitch.

I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me.

(GRUNTS AND SHRIEKS)

No. (CHOKING)

- I gave you freedom!
-(COUGHING)

I gave you a place to stay!

I gave you everything.

(CHOKING)

- But it was never enough, was it?
-(GASPS)

(LAUGHING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GASPS)

(DOOR OPENS AND SLAMS)

(PRISONERS SHOUTING)

MAN: Man, you got all the time in the world.

GUARD: We got two on the gate.

MAN ON P.A.: C-block inmates,
prepare for yard detail.

Yard detail in 15 minutes
for all C-block inmates.

Smokes are being X-rayed.
They'll be waiting for you on the other side.

Thanks, but what I really need
is for you to pull your head out of your ass.

I don't understand.

What the hell were you thinking
shooting porn in Banshee?

- You talked to Proctor.
-He's getting tired of your fuckups.

And so am I.

- I saw an opportunity to earn...
-You need to get your priorities straight, boy.

Scrounging for chump change,
that's for niggers and spies.

Why the fuck are we still answering
to this asshole anyway?

We have an army 10 times bigger than his.

Because I say so.

There are some other reasons
I don't want to get into,

but for your purposes,
that's the only one you need.

Do you hear me?

I hear you.

No more fuckups.

No, sir.

Good. Now get the fuck out of here
before I miss lunch.

It's taco Tuesday.

(THUDS)

(THUDS)

Kai.

I'm sorry, Miriam.

I can't legally do anything to make them
release the body.

Legally? Since when
has legal ever stopped you?

I'll personally bring Rebecca home to you
as soon as I possibly can, I promise.

When Rebecca left us,
I prayed that she'd return.

But when you took her in,

I knew that God had forsaken my prayers.

Her blood is on your hands, Kai.

And format, I will never forgive you.

You rescued me from that hellhole

and the first place you bring me back is here?

Baby, you heartless.

I think we could all use another drink.

This is an 18-year-old bottle of Glenlivet.

-I've been saving it for a special occasion.
-(CORK POPS)

Come on, Job. Drink up.

(GASPS)

I just need to get some rest.

Then I'm going to grab my take from Genoa,

head back into the city,

maybe set myself up with a penthouse.

What?

Somebody better start talking now.

Buying them off wasn't cheap.

Leo got away with the bag.

How much?

All of it.

So, after all that time, I got nothing.

You still got your place in the back, Job.

No, he's not gonna stay in a back room.
You're gonna come stay with me.

I'm gonna take care of you.
The kids are away. It'll be quiet.

And what about Gordon?

I lost track. Is he in or is he out?

Gordon didn't make it.

Thank you all, for coming to get me.

Next time,
you can tell me why it took 20 months.

(DOOR OPENS)

What the hell is this?

BROCK: Lucas Hood.

You're under arrest
for the murder of Rebecca Bowman.

Brock, is this a joke?

Sir, I'm sorry, but we have a warrant.

Brock, you know I didn't do it.

Yeah? Then maybe you want to tell me
how your blood ended up inside of her car.

Nothing?

And I'm guessing you have no idea
how you knocked her up either.

What?

BROCK: Yeah, Bunker,
put the cuffs on this man. Let's go.

Sir.

Okay, wait a minute. This is...

Hey. Cruz, stand down.

I said stand the fuck down.

Let's go. Get him in the car.

It's okay.

Sorry.

So, did I miss anything while I was gone?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Close your eyes

And you draw one more day to a close

You choose to be alone

You float through your life as a ghost

And said bring out your Vivian girls

Bring out your cloud-covered girls

And bring me a cup of your tears

And give me the rest of your years

And the soldiers light houses on fire

And they bum down

And all your belongings

Tum to dirt in the ground

When your heart's deep and dark as a well

And everything that's golden and green

Goes to hell

When your heart's deep and dark as a well

And everything that's golden and green

Goes to hell

(CLANGS)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)