All language subtitles for That Dirty Black Bag S01E06

Tear that goddamn sheriff apart.

Don't end up like a hare
in the goddamn hunt.

Everything I've done
has been for you, brother.

What about the scars on my back?

Nathan, I don't want
to marry you.

Whore!

Shh.

It's yours if you let her go.

I can't be the reason
you give it all up.

Steve should be here,
but he's in town

weeping over his whore.

I plow the dry earth every day

so that I'll be ready
when it rains.

Tell me who
gave you those scars.

-Tell me who gave you
those scars.

Why do you care?

'Cause I've been searching
for that son of a bitch

for most of my goddamn life.

Don't make me skin you alive,
Sheriff, 'cause I will.

Believe me.

All right. Let me get up.

As you can see,
I'm uncomfortable.

It just makes me...

If you make a move...

All right.

I know, I know.

All right.

Tell me.

Tell me his fucking name!

Bronson, you fuck!

Drop it.

You know, Martin,
Thompson was right.

So was Steve.

You see?

In the end, it came.

Go on.

You do it.

Go on.

We'll try it together.

Okay, here we go.

One, two, three.

Go on, go see.

It might take a few minutes.

Go play, I'll come get
you when it happens.

Go on.

I've wronged you.

I know.

Like the worst kind of
man, I've offended you,

and betrayed you...

You've been betraying
me for years, Steve.

You think I never knew?

It was a price I was willing
to pay to stay with you

because Dorian needed
a father, but, Jesus...

Never would I have
thought you'd let us

sweat, and starve, and
despair like we have,

while, all this time, we've
been sitting over a goldmine.

- That gold is evil...
- Stop!

I'm tired of listening
to your hypocrisy.

It wasn't so evil you
couldn't use it to try

and save that whore
from being hanged!

You know, it's only now I see
you for what you really are.

Do you think you're
some kind of martyr?

You're as hateful as
the men you oppose.

You should have asked
us for permission

to make us live like this.

Shouldn't you be
outside working, Steve?

What can I do for you?

We're here for the
Federal Bank money.

Well, as you can see,
this ain't a bank no more.

Let's...

approach this a
little differently.

Where's McCoy?

I don't know who you are

or what you want from him,

but if you ain't up and
out of that goddamn chair

by count of three,

-I'm gonna...

Drop it.

Where is McCoy?

We...
We haven't seen him in days.

He was out the far
side of the canyon,

but the bridge has collapsed.

If he's still alive,
my best guess is

he'll be coming back
through the mines.

The mines? Where...
Where are the mines?

Not too far.

Take the path east of town

and pass the abandoned
house in Condor,

you'll be there.

Fuck.

Nice, huh?

How much do you reckon
it would be worth?

Let's go get this
fucking sheriff.

Less than two
hours and we're home.

How long ago did
he give you those scars?

Oh, shut up,
Red, for Christ's sake.

Look, at least just tell
me where it happened.

I just wanna talk to him.

You know, I grew up in a
place called Abbey Town.

I've never heard of it.

Hold her!

Take it easy. Easy.

Easy now.

It's just a woman.

Footsteps coming up the stairs,

and then her screams,

as he cut that mark
into her, Sheriff.

Just like he did to you.

Please, leave!

Leave us alone!

Please, leave.

In the name of God, please, no!

Ah!

But deeper.

Please, stop!

She saw my face?

The things we do for money.

I was eight.

You were just a boy.

It's Thompson.

There's no need to be scared.

Ooh-wee.

Looks like little brother's got
himself a taste for dynamite.

Remember how this
town used to be?

Finally, we'll get back to
being that City of Gold.

So, that's why you've been
going around the country

chopping people's heads off.

Revenge.

I guess you can say that.

You wasted your entire life
searching for an asshole.

- 15 years.
- 15 years.

In all that time,
how close you come?

Well, now I know his name.

That's right.

-I guess you do.

We wanna talk
to you about the money!

The Federal Bank money!

Fuck!

Good luck.

Red!

Don't fucking move!

-I'm empty.

Kurt, I'm empty.

Aw, shit!

Reloading.

Hang tight, buddy.

-I'm out.

Stop.

Marco?

Blaine.

Oh, shit.

I can't wait to see
your brother's face.

I have to tell you,
I imagined you as a businessman,

a cowherd, a family man
with a string of ugly brats.

I even imagined you as a priest,
for Chrissake, but never,

never a fucking sheriff.

Well, you never struck me as a
man with a great imagination.

How did you find me?

Your damn deputies told us
which way you might be coming.

It doesn't take much imagination

to guess what happened next.

Marco, you know how we
are about witnesses.

But I am sorry
about your friend.

If he had family, they
will lack for nothing.

Will you look at that?

Generosity and kindness.

You've changed.

I was his only family.

And what about the third?

There were three of you.

Excuse me?

You heard me.

Mind your own goddamn business.

He was my prisoner.

Blaine, I would never
have taken that money

had I known it was yours.

I know that.

Now why don't I go
and get the money,

and I clean up this mess?

There is no mess.

There's no hurry.

-You and me...

We're celebrating our reunion.

Listen, you fellas
might like to do that,

but I think it's near time
we put an end to this mess.

That money's on an abandoned
farm. I can go myself.

Yeah, right, like you think
we're gonna let you go alone?

Are you gonna let him
talk to you like that?

- You've changed.
- I'm still Sheriff, Blaine.

I can't be seen with the men
who murdered my deputies.

All right.

Let's just you and
me go together then.

Catch up on old times.

You know, I gotta say, it's
nice that you two are so close,

but I ain't running the risk
of going back to Bronson

without that money.

-If I killed you right now,

there's not a soul on this
Earth that would give a shit.

Especially not my
fucking brother.

-Shoot the mouthy fuck,

or put the gun down.

This is the Marco
I used to know.

Blaine, I would
rather come with you.

Don't worry.

Let's go!

We'll be back by dark.

We're not gonna make it by dark.

Besides, don't wanna pass
too close to Greenvale,

not after the mess
you guys caused.

I suggest we take
a different route.

So?

So...

tomorrow.

All right. We'll see you
here tomorrow morning.

-Hmm. Hey.

Ah, of course.

You'll choke on
those balls one day.

-Symone,

what have you done?

I couldn't leave her there.

I couldn't.

Gather the girls, Susan.

I wanna change her
hair to the red.

Go and get it.

We can't, it's still wet.

She's fine with this one.

The red one, I said.

The red one's her favorite.

Do you understand? I know!

Laura, get the wagon ready.

Wanda, wrap all the jewelry
in rags and hide the money.

Is that it?

We're just gonna run away?

We've already discussed this.

With all this money, we
won't survive till sundown.

- This is our town.
- Really?

Look at what happened.

They did this to her and nobody
lifted a finger to stop it.

It was her own fault.

She should have
waited for McCoy.

She wanted to avenge you.

And to protect us.

She was stupid.

Why don't you shut your mouth?

She was angry 'cause
Steve rejected her.

She was weak.

She did the very opposite

of what she's always
been teaching me.

Not that you ever listened.

What?

She warned you about Nathan.

She tried to make you understand

that you were playing a
dangerous game with him. But no.

The bored little whore had
to play at being a princess.

- You know, fuck you!
- All right. Enough.

Eve was right.

You're just a
spoiled brat, Symone.

Well,

her death is on you.

Susan...

Marco.

He's gonna be governor, Marco.

And when that happens,
everything is gonna change.

New rules.

New opportunities.

Yeah, right.

You wouldn't recognize him now.

If he wasn't drenched in
blood, I probably wouldn't.

Your brother loves
you, you dumb bastard.

He spent a fucking fortune
trying to find you.

He ever tell you why
we parted company?

No.

Why don't you tell me?

Believe me, you
don't wanna know.

Well, at least tell me
why you would order

the hanging of
such a sublime beauty.

What are you talking about?

The name was Eve
Margaret Hoover.

She's dead?

Shit.

You didn't give the order?

Apparently she killed
the only remaining deputy

we didn't take care of.

I'm sorry, Marco.

I'm sorry for your loss.

You're too late.
They've taken everything.

-I know who you are.

What were you looking for?

A very bad guy.

Like always.

And did you find him?

Not yet. But today I'm
closer than I was yesterday.

And where will you look for him?

Ain't you got nothing
better to do, kid?

No.

Some place more normal.

Some place the bounty
register's actually used.

- McCoy hates bounty hunters.
- I know.

And where's a more
normal place than this?

Far away. Look, just stop
following me, all right?

And how will you get there?

'Cause, if it's a train
you re looking for,

you're going to need a ticket.

That way.

You're exactly the same.

You're always running away,
or hunting someone down.

You still his errand boy?

-Fuck you.

I'll give you half.

It's more than enough to live
like a king till you'll die.

Come on, you don't want
to do this forever.

Always looking
over your shoulder,

waiting for the day you see that
bullet with your name on it.

I've found my place, Marco.

I finally stopped running.

What the fuck have you found?

You know what this is?

- Christ, Blaine...
- No, wait.

They only give this to you

- when they're ready to let you in.
- Those fucking little bastards!

You're insane, you let
'em inside your head.

- They fucking keep tabs on you...
- You're not listening.

- Where you piss, where you shit.
- I spent 15 fucking years...

- ...waiting for this!
- Do you know what my brother did?!

Do you know what
my brother did?!

What?

Tell me.

Tell me.

When we parted company,

he murdered them all.

Christian, Michael, Ralph.

For what?

So that psycho bitch could have
her go on the cross, that's what.

What are you talking about?

I'm telling you the truth.

Stay away from those people.

Those people?

Those people...

can change my life.

Those people can make
me a free man. Me.

You and your money, Marco,

you don't have that power.

You know, it hasn't
rained here in years.

It's a miracle.

I ain't coming with you.

- Yes, you are.
- No, I'm not.

No, I'll pay back every last
cent if that's what it takes.

But I hope,

that our past friendship means,

you won't tell my
brother you found me.

It's too late, Marco.

The men would have
already wired Bronson.

I am sorry.

Yeah, so am I.

I know you are.

Now, let's go.

Your brother is gonna
be so happy to...

Feels like we're getting
stronger every year, doesn't it?

Can I talk to you?

You're worried about tomorrow?

Hellen,

I gotta leave.

What are you talking about?

My brother's been found.

- Your brother?
- That's right. Yes.

I'll be back in
two or three days,

and once I am, we can
celebrate my nomination...

To hell with the nomination.

- We're here for something else.
- Yes.

Yeah, which we do every year.

What's the problem my
missing it this once?

Have you forgotten
the vow that you made?

Nothing matters outside of us.

Marco matters.

He's my family.

But he abandoned you.

I'm your family.

I freed you.

- I took care of you.
- Yeah.

Carlo,

I know you.

Yeah, that's all true.

So you know what
this means to me.

My boys have found him near
a place called Greenvale,

and I'm gonna go get him.

Your "boys?"

You sound like a goddamn bandit.

That's right.

If you don't return before
that carriage arrives tomorrow,

you'll lose everything.

Bronson!

You need to think
before you challenge me.

I need a ticket to Trenton
or Southspire, today.

There is nothing for today.

There is one for
tomorrow afternoon.

Yeah, that's too late.

- Sorry.
- Relax, I ain't gonna hurt you.

Get me the ticket.

You got any peyote?

Concasse?

Ayahuasca roots maybe?

Top shelf.

Yeah.

For the herbs...

the ticket...

for the door.

Thank you.

Good day.

Bronson.

Fuck!