All language subtitles for Frontier (2016) S02E06 Keetom Takooteeoo Maheekun (The Return of the Wolf)-1

- We need to get a move on.

We need to reach Petrie's Rock
before Carruthers' people leave.

- You know someone
who can do this faster than me?

- The HBC will have trackers
on our tail.

- Where's Sokanon?

I'm not here for Harp,
or your money. I came for her.

- She went to free a Cree girl
from Fort James.

She said she'd catch up.

We got to get the hell
out of here.

- Come on. Quickly!

- Governor.

We've scoured the woods.

There's no sign of Harp
or that Irish prick.

- And the furs?
- No sign of them.

Their trail ends at the river.

- Send scouts and 20 men
overland to cut them off.

Leave the rest here
to secure the Fort.

- Yes, sir.
- No one leaves.

Search every house,
cellar, stable.

Harp cut himself off
to save his people.

He's still here.

- Alright, boys.
Where's the party?

- Where are the furs?
- Up your mother's fanny!

And there was still room
for my big boaby.

Decent shot.

- I want a location.

- Do me a favour.
- Oh...

- Don't give up your friends
too fast.

- Have you been eatin' shite?

(indistinct orders
being shouted)

- I want every scrap
of bedding washed.

What won't come clean,
you can burn.

- I can't get down to the river
with the Fort locked down.
- Just get those out of here.

I'm so sorry you were forced
back into those ways, Imogen.

- I knew what I was doing.

Get a sort of respect,
if you know what I mean?

- Don't be naive.

No man respects a whore.

- Depends on what you mean
by respect.

You're worried about him.

- That man does not need me
interfering in his business.

- Shhh...
- Oh!

- Grace.

Are you alright?

- Am I alright?

Have you lost your bloody mind,
stealing those furs?

- I'm sorry.

- Sorry?

I suppose you're bleeding
somewhere?

- Ah, it's nothing.

- Let's get you off the streets
and out of this Fort.

- Hey...

I needed to see you.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

- Now, where are the furs
being taken?

- North.

Straight out of Hudson's Bay.

- Governor.

Perfect timing.
The prisoner just confessed.

- I heard.

You think they'd take pelts
out in open ocean in canoes?

- We've a ship!

- You're out of uniform,
Sergeant McTaggart.

You think Declan Harp
can massacre

good men
in your shithole outpost

and I wouldn't inspect
your past?

Oh.

You're a deserter and a thief.

- McTaggart, you were a redcoat?

I'm disappointed.

- For fuck...
- Would you like to be hung?

- Thanks,
I'm plenty hung already.

- We'll see.

- Governor Chesterfield?

- Out with it already!

- We have to talk.
It's about your wife.

- Ah!

You bastard!

- Oi!
- Ah!

- It's clear.

They've blocked the west gates.

Maybe we can sneak you
over the wall.

- Unless you've got
a 15-foot ladder in here.

- You're not helping.

What happened, Declan?

Benton's gone.
I had the bounty lifted.

Why throw that away?

- You know why.

- Then stop being
a fucking coward and say it.

So you'd risk dying
under their boot,

but you can't even admit why.

You haven't changed.

- You should leave here.

- You came back here
to tell me that?

- What I mean is...

I came back...

because what happened
in Montreal...

...it ended badly between us.

- How should it have ended?

- Uh, different.

- No, Declan, you do not get
to walk away from this.

Declan, look me in the eyes
and tell me you don't love me.

: Search, there,
there and here.

Go through each building
inch by fucking inch.

- No.
- I'm gonna tear him apart.

- Declan, please.
There will be a time for that,
but not now.

Empty every building.

- He knows I'm here.

- Wait, I'll distract him.

- Grace, move.
I'm gonna kill him.

- Declan, please, do as I ask.

Stay here and hidden
while I distract him.

Please, Declan!

What's going on?
- You tell me, Grace!

I know what's happened.
- I don't know
what you're talking about.

- Imogen told me everything.

- If you and Imogen
are so close, why didn't you
marry her instead of me?

- I will not accept my wife
undermining the operations
of this company.

Imogen will take over
license of the ale,

and you will learn your place
by my side.

- That ale house is not yours
to take.

- You forfeited any claim when
you aided Declan Harp's gang.

I'm placing you under house
arrest until further notice.

- This is ridiculous.
- Until death do us part, Grace.

Don't forget this was your idea.

- Fuck!

- Where are you taking me?

- To Kamenna
and the Lake Walker Council.

- Who's that?

- She is a leader.

- A queen?

- Like a queen.

- Sokanon.

And what is your name?

- This is Victoria.

I think she is the daughter
of a Mushkegowuk woman,

but she was captured
by Europeans long ago.

She has been forced
to serve white men,
to lay with white men.

- What are you saying?

- Don't worry.

- Child.

You've had your tongue
stolen from you.

We're gonna work to help you
get it back.

- The Europeans are not content
with our trade,

now they take our people,
our girls.

- What would you have us do?

- Raise a group of fighters.

Set them to free the people,
one fort at a time.

- Sokanon,

what you ask

will end in bloodshed.

- There will be bloodshed
no matter what we do.

We must act.

- We must discuss this.

- Is this your wife, sir?

- Aye. It's her.

- Are there bears?

- Yes.

- Well, what do we do
if we see bears?

- Bears don't bother men.

- Why not?
- Because men have guns.

- I don't have a gun.
- Oh, my pet.

If you don't mind,

the lady would like
the comfort of your weapon.

Thank you.

Cocked.

Now you have not a worry
in the world.

Don't point that at me.

Is that him?
- Yes.

- What are you doing here?

- Michael.

- Michael Smyth.

I don't believe
I've had the exquisite pleasure

of being formally
introduced to you.

I'm Cobbs Pond.

- Mr. Pond and Mr. Grant
have been very kind to me.

You should listen
to what he has to say.

- I know who you are,
and what you did to Harp.

I'd rather put me boot
to your head than listen

to what you have to say.
- Don't be such a child.

You shouldn't judge a man
by the choices
he makes in business,

which incidentally,
is why I'm here.

- I'm here to do business
with someone else.

- Please.

You trust me.

I trust him.

- Thank you.

Now sadly,
Elizabeth Carruthers is dead.

So I am here to save you
from having made the trip
for nothing.

- How did Elizabeth Carruthers
die?

- I don't know.

God just called her home.

Now, Mr. Grant is a businessman.

And as his emissary,
I'm here make you a fair offer
for your pelts.

- Josephette,
what a pleasant surprise.

- Josephette. I'm...

so sorry for your loss.

I know how close you two were.

- That brutal bloodbath,

what a fucking mess.

It was a shame that
she was killed in that way.

What I mean, is... so sorry.

- If you'll excuse us,

we have a meeting with
the solicitor, Mr. Pickersgill.

- Mr. Pickersgill has provided
me with instruction.

- Right.
Sooner we make this official,

the sooner...
proper mourning can begin.

When can my brother
take over the company?

- Wait. What do you mean,
"instruction"?

- Elizabeth was
a very thorough planner

and there are specific
legal instruments

regarding ownership,

operation and control
of her company.

- The fuck does that mean?

- Uh...

legal ownership is
transferred to Douglas Brown,

though power of attorney
is assigned to Mr. Pickersgill

to act on my accord.

- You?
- Take it easy.

- "It is my explicit wish,

my solicitor and executor
Mr. Pickersgill

administer all my personal
and real assets

for the benefit...

...of Josephette DaCosta."

- Fucking... you?!

- It was her wish.

- So... I own the company,

but you run it through some
solicitor whom I've never met?

- Yes. Exactly.

- Would you please... excuse me?

- I suppose congratulations
are in order.

- Ah! Ah!

- Shall we wait to proceed?

- Oh, I think
he's going to be a while.

- Sokanon.

- We have conditions.

The first is that there must be
no more bloodshed

than is necessary.

And you, Sokanon,
must lead the party.

- We have seen firsthand

Sokanon's skill and knowledge.

- We can agree to this.

She will lead.

- We can provide you with men,

but you must provide
the necessary resources.

- I understand.

- Where will you go?

- I thought you'd come around.

See reason.

- And then what?
Play the company wife?

After the way you've behaved?

- What, Imogen?
That meant nothing!

It was blowing off some steam!

- I'm not talking
about you and Imogen.
I couldn't care less about that.

- I want us to be together,
Grace.

As partners, like you said.

You took me in.

You mended my wounds.
You told me that...

we could work together,
that I should remove Benton,

and gain a partner in you.

Just say it.

Declan Harp's between us.

- He is.
- Where the fuck is he, Grace?!

Grace...

- Don't.

- It's a very serious thing...

...to put a blade to my throat.
You know that, right?

- You took everything from me.

My business.

My freedom.

- Say it.

Him...

Just do it.

If you really think I deserve
to die, fucking kill me.

- I'm leaving Fort James.

And I'm never coming back.

Do not follow me, Jonathan.

- We could have been
fearsome together.

- Harp made a deal
with Carruthers and Co.,
not with you.

- Well, Carruthers and Co. is
now controlled by Douglas Brown
and his pugnacious brother,

Malcolm.
- Well, then,
with all due respect,

I should be having
this conversation
with the Brown Brothers.

- The Brown Brothers
are incompetent businessmen.

- A deal's a deal.
I need to speak with Douglas.
- Michael.

You need to see who is going
to win Montreal.

Now, Mr. Grant's business
is prosperous and growing,

and the Brown Brothers's
is in decline.

So, Michael, be pragmatic.

Montreal is the future.

And whoever takes Montreal
will take control
of the entire fur trade,

and the Hudson Bay Company
will continue to falter.

- Let me ask you something.
- Please do.

- Why'd you drag her out here
with you?

- She's become
very precious to me.

We've revealed quite a lot
to each other, haven't we?

And you know one thing
she did reveal to me was, um,

about all the years
you spent in poverty
living on the streets of London.

You wouldn't want to go back
there again, would you?

- You know, there's one good
thing about living like a thief.

- What's that?

- You learn to tell
when a situation is fucked.
And I can tell...

...that there's something fucked
about this situation.

- Well, Michael,
I love getting fucked.

Let's put a little honesty
in this conversation, though.

Those pelts that you're trying
to sell are stolen.

The HBC has every capable scout
on your tail

and you cannot outrun them.

Now, you need a buyer.
I miraculously have
a chest of silver here.

And though this conversation
has been wonderful, I think
it's time we bring it to an end.

You make a choice.
One way or the other.

- Michael!

What are you doing?

- Elizabeth Carruthers is dead.
We need a buyer.

- Where is Harp?
- He's not here right now,

I'm here in his stead.
- Where is he?

- I don't know.

- Now then,

for the final fucking time...

...where are they taking
those furs?

- You're a bit slow
on the uptake, you know,

you baldy bastard.

- McTaggart.
You might want to think

about letting him know
where we hid those furs.

- I'm gonna need a hand.

- How fucking stupid
do you think I am?

Get up!

Good boy.

Jesus Christ!

What the fuck
is wrong with you?!

Eh?!

Here, fucking woof!

You had enough? Eh?

Now, don't you fucking die
on me!

- Boom! Oh! Decent shot!

- Let's get you out of there.

- Come on, my baby.
- Don't want to forget those.

- English bastard!

- Girls, they're here for you.
Don't forget that.

I've been doing this for years.
I know how it works.

Look, you can stand by me. Okay?

Everything's business as usual.
Go on.

- So it's true.
You sold out Emberly for this?

- I protected you
the only way I knew how.

What makes her better than me?

- She never bent her knee
to a man.

- There's a difference
between bent and broken.

But I wouldn't expect you
to know.

She is the one
who abandoned this place,

abandoned us.

I am the one trying to keep it,
trying to keep us together.

And this is the thanks I get?

No more special treatment
for you, Mary.

- It's about time you joined
the flock, little lamb.

Or shall I have you banished?

How long do you think
you'd last out there
in the wilderness?

- I don't want the girls to see.

- It's a brothel.

No one cares.

- I do.

I've never done this before.

- No need to go
through that trouble, luv.

I'm not fussy
when it comes to this.

Here, this'll do me just fine.
- Wait!

I'm embarrassed
to ask this, but--

- Out with it!

- Would it be okay
for me to be on top,

considering it's my first time?

- Of course.
Since you put it like that.

You've nothing to fear,
really. Ah...

Now come and sit on Daddy's lap.

Ah, yes.

That's it, my girl.

Oh, that's it.

- It was this man and Grant
who betrayed Harp
to Lord Benton.

- I know what happened, Sokanon.
I was there.

- I could take this fortune
of silver back to Montreal,

and you and your friends,

well, you could continue to flee
from the HBC trackers

with their stolen pelts
if you prefer.

- Don't listen to him.

- What was all this for,
if not for silver?

All that risk we took,
it'd be pointless
if we don't sell the pelts.

- I will not stand by while
you negotiate with our enemy.

- They're also enemies
of the HBC.
- Michael.

You, me, Declan Harp,
Samuel Grant,

we should all profit
from the demise of the HBC,

our common enemy.

- We can't just walk away.

- How many pelts can we take?

- Now?

Two boats.

- In a few days,
we could move them all.

- We don't have a few days.

- Two boats.

- I will take my portion
of the pelts.

- Sokanon--
- And I will leave!

- Mm, that's not the deal.

Um, it's all or nothing.

- You have no right to be angry
with me. I didn't know--

- I'm not fucking angry
with you!

- Calm down.

- Elizabeth took great risks
being a friend to me.

And leaving me this.

- Aye. Her will was a testament
to the respect she had for you.

- She never loved Peter.
He was a means to an end,
and nothing more.

And to him,
I was merely a slave,
which I am not.

- We find ourselves
in quite the predicament.

I'm the owner of the company
and you're its sole beneficiary.

- Aye, and we've got Mr.
Pickersdick to thank for that.

- Mr. Pickersgill is an old
friend of Elizabeth's father,

and he will do what he is told.

- What exactly
are you proposing?

- The day Elizabeth disappeared,
she told me she was going
to meet with Samuel Grant.

Now, she has...

...had... the ability
to get under men's skin

and that was particularly true
with Grant.

I know that he is responsible.

We don't stand a chance
at winning Montreal

against the likes
of Samuel Grant

if we don't find a way to come
together and make this work.

You have both dealt
with that snake,

you must know this to be true.

- You seem to have placed
a lot of trust
in my brother and me.

- Look, I know this business.

I know the processing
from raw pelt to finished hats.

I know
how the frontiersmen work,

I know what the buyers want,
what products they prefer.

I know this business
better than anyone.

But look at me.

I cannot do this alone.

We need each other.

But what I need to know is,
can I count on you?

- Aye, you can at that.

- Both of you?

- If your word is good,

then I'll give mine

that I'll crack skulls
to protect what's ours.

Aye. You can count on me. Aye.

- It was awful.

I was just going in
to get a sack of grain,
and as I was leaving,

I saw that
there was feed spilled
at the top of the stairs,

so when I went
to go clean it up,

that's when I saw him.

- Wonderful.

- We're not doing it.

- We take the silver
and we leave.

- Michael?

Maybe it would be better if you
dealt with the Brown Brothers.

Or the HBC.

Gentlemen, pack up your things.

Let's get out of here.

- Sokanon,
look at this practically--

- You don't see
what's happening here.

- I'm trying to save
the goddamn deal!
- We'll be fooled by him!

- Attention!

- Oh, my God!

- Wahush!

- Clenna,
what the hell happened?!

- He star... startled me.

I didn't know.

- There is
a battalion of Redcoats

moving through the river valley.

They will be here soon.

- I'm sorry, I didn't...

I didn't know.

- Give me the silver.

- Vladimir Tetukin.
Thief-taker.

- Shit.
- Oh, God.

- I'll take care of him.
You go. I'll catch up.

- Declan, I'm not leaving
without you, so don't even--

- Neither of us get out alive
if I don't put this dog down.

And I can't do it
with you by my side, Grace.

Go.

I'll catch up.

- Black Wolf.

- Dead man.

- Ma'am?

I'm, uh...
I'm to tell you something.

Now don't scream.

- I know we only friends
for little while.

And I'm sad to end you now.

This is going to hurt.
- Yes, it is.

Ah!

- You should feel good,
Black Wolf.

- Ah!!!

- Because most men
I kill by now.

- Oh, shit!

- Let 'em fight.

- You can do better, Black Wolf.

- Your failure...

...will cause the death
of everyone you know.

- Ah!!!

- Perhaps I was wrong about you.

- Argh!

You were right.

- I'm sorry
it had to be this way.

- You've made your choice.

- Shame it has to end this way.

- Benton's here.

He has Grace.

- That's not possible!

- Let me go.

You know I can stop him.

- Stand down.

Let this man go!

- Oh...

Goodbye, Fort James.

It was lovely while it lasted.

But all good things must be
traded for better things.

- Where the hell
are you taking me?
- My dear, you are my guest.

First, to Moose Fort.

There are men there
who are loyal to me.

Then...

to my home.

- What now?

- War.