All language subtitles for Legend S01E07 The Gospel According to Legend

Come along brothers and
sisters and hear the good word.

Bless your neighbor.

Good people have shouted.

My name.
Is Mordecai.

And I bring you glad
tidings from the lord

Good old fashion prosperity
religion is coming to your doorstep.

Yes, indeed folks ; seven nights of song and
salvation in our tent meetings under the stars.

- Will be preaching god...
- Willy, the weasel...

And abundance in this time
of depression and droughts.

So cast off your worries,
lift up your hearts to Jesus!

New amusement in town! I do so
enjoy watching Americans recreating.

This is church
professor, not recreation.

Really?

- Ernest! Up with the sun?
- What?

Are you caught up
in the revival spirit?

Revival, hell.

Willie miles aka "Willie the weasel".

Had the displeasure of
knowing him in San Francisco.

He did ten years in Alcatraz for embezzlement
, extortion, stock fraud others, such this.

I'm now he's spreading the good news..
- No, no, Janus.

That’s not what he's spreading.

- Leave me!
- Brothers and sisters.

You warm my heart with your loving spirits.

Talk.

What if he's got snakes?

- Snakes?
- A preacher over in green river last spring took up snakes.

Sidewinder with the full load
said "the lord would protect" him.

And, did he?

Not from the snakes, no.

Oh yes

All that talent to lute..

Why does he choose...

- Tonight, in the tent.
- We no longer meet as strangers.

But as friends.

Hallelujah!

As soon as these folks find
out who their preacher really is,

They'll show him the
downhill road right out of town.

But, ah. Brothers, sisters.

I cannot be a true friend to you. Or
to the lord. Without first confessing.

My past. I have not
always have been Mordecai...

Oh no. No. I was once
a shameful sinner... Yes.

Yes, I lied. I
cheated. I've stole.

Not you brother!

But I, I served. Ten
long years for my crimes.

And while I was in jail, even
as st Peter and st Paul did.. I,

- I saw the light of the lord

hallelujah.

I, found salvation.
I was chosen.

To spread the good
news of heaven.

That evil from the shadow of the prison house
walls, a repentance soul, can rise in glory!

Hallelujah.!

Hallelujah!

I was saved!

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Oh...
Bless you brother.

See you at the meeting.

Much obliged.

Now there's a vignette
I never figured to see.

Willie the weasel.
As prayer.

Worthy of P T Barnum
Museum of Curiosity.

Why as I live and breathe.
Ernest Pratt.

But now, ah... Now I understand, it is
Nicodemus Legend... protector of the weak.

Knight of the prairie.Ha.ha ha... Congratulations earnest.

- We need to have a little chat you and I.
- Yes. I was expecting it...

- Coffee?
- No thanks.

Well, ah, I imagine your here to tell
me that Sheridan is Legend territory.

And that there is a price for anyone
that, ah, how shall we say, wishes to crowd.

Your claim ;...
So, name it.

No price, Miles.
You misread me.

This is my home now, these are good people. I don't
want you or anyone like you, taking advantage of them.

Now you, misread
me. Friend Pratt.

I am here to offer
them an advantage.

This county has been plagued
by drought and hard times.

Your people need
all the help they can get.

But make no mistake about
it Ernest ; this... this is no act.

I walk in the path.
Of righteousness now.

Preaching the word of god.

You'll forgive me if I step
around that pile of horse manure.

No, no Ernest .We're not
so different you and me.

Both are selling books, helping
people feel better about themselves.

Only difference is that my book's
older, truer and better than yours.

I wrote mine.

And I want no part
of that concession.

Just give me a little patch to
pitch my tent ; that's all I ask, Miles.

Let me put it another way.

If you start trouble in this town, people are
going to expect me to do something about it.

Much as I’d like to, I
usually can't get out of it.

If you have any doubts, why don't you stop
by the meeting tonight, and see for yourself.

- I can't wait.
- Bring along your new comrade, ah...

I understand you've befriended
a Hungarian.

Professor Bartok is
my technical consultant.

My only consultant Is God.

Yes, well... Some of us
need more help than others.

It is a complex sequence of relatively
simple procedures, Mr Taggart

The chemical ceiling of clouds with
atmospheric explosions are delivered by my rockets,

and ignited by my artificial lightning; we are close Mr
Taggart, we're very close, to the secrets of rain production.

Well... You don't have to sell me
Janus ; I’m your biggest champion.

- I just came to see that you are still on schedule.
- Oh... ignited!!

Ramos!! Ramos!!

Where's my oil cap
Get this stuff out of here!

This stuff ignites,
unless it is kept wet.

- Okay.
- I smell smoke again.

It's nothing to worry about. It's one of my
cloud seeding chemicals, acting up again.

I would like you to meet mister
Taggart; he is the chief counsel

for the open arrange research
and development corporation.

Nicodemus legend

- Janus has told me about you, sir.
- It's Pratt, actually. Ernest Pratt.

"Legend" is a nomme de guerre.
As at war.

Janus, your proposal is
being considered as we speak.

It went before the board with
my highest recommendation.

Thank you very much.

My company offers an annual fifty thousand
dollar grant, to deserving science projects.

- I'll be talking to you.
- Thank you.

We could do a fair amount of celebrating
with fifty thousand dollars you know?

-No no no no no!
It's for research only.

Oh come on, just a little celebration!

You, me, Ramos, and
the McAllister sisters.

That is of course unless the girls
haven't been saved by Willie the weasel.

You know, this Willie the Weasel, seems
to be getting under your skin.

Well, he's a phony; he's making
money pretending to be someone he's not.

Well, I don't claim my
books to be gospel.

What a piece of creature! they're dozens
of them traveling the west ; I mean he

might do some good and he could do
no harm, and after all, people change.

Not a leopard.
And certainly not a weasel.

I wired a friend of mine at the "San
Francisco chronicle" to get the latest scoop

To see if there are any new skeletons in
Willie's closet. Just got to be more to this

Mordecai show
than meets the eye.

What say you and I take in
the show tonight? see what's up.

No, no. I have experiments
to do with humidity and wind.

Take Ramos. He studied
comparative theology at Harvard.

Really?...Theology...

Good scientists
always hedges his bets.

They even come
from other counties.

I have never seen
that family before.

I think you'll find them on Mordecai's
payroll. In the con game known as shills.

Keep an eye out. I bet they're the
first ones throwing cash in the basket.

Thank you! Thank you brothers
and sisters, god bless you! god bless you!

You warm my heart
with your gracious spirits

And in return, let me tell you there will be no
collection box passed during these services.

That’s right, brothers and sisters.
I don't want your money.

Give it to your local churches ;
they need it more than I do.

Well, we ah... We seem to have
some competition this evening.

That's just professor
Bartok ; he's making electricity.

Again.

Yes, I... I know of
this professor Bartok.

A scientist.

Did you know. Brothers
and sisters, that right now,

As I speak, across the seas there is a
foreign scientist by the name of Charles Darwin.

Who is preaching to the world
that man is not created in the

image or likeness of god, but
instead, he is descend from monkeys.

My lord, my savior!

That's right! Monkeys!! And
the world believes!! Why!!?

Why?

Because he he is a scientist.

Now, I, I know, there are some among us, who
make us wonder if perhaps Mr Darwin isn't right.

Hahahah... But, I assure you.

I assure you that even the most unfortunate
of us is created in our maker's image,

Amen..

Now, do any of you, seriously
believe that your maker, is a monkey?

I see the pain in
your eyes, my children.

What happened here? you want to know...

What happened, to
the promise of our lives?

The farmer here...
The farmer asks,

When will it rain.?

How could it be.?
Could it be that the drought

Is nothing more than a dryness of our
souls yearning for the holy water of the gospel.

Does god care??
Of course he cares!

The answers are here!

Not in a false god of science!

Yes.

Satan lives! And prospers among
you, in the form of Janus Bartok!

The bio-fuse conducted the charge

Janos!

Please, our lightning will
be a perfect detonator.

Start fabricating the bombs!
- Bombs??
- I've already fabricated them, professor.

Janos!
This is a bad time for bombs.

- We need to talk about what happened last night.
- I do not have any time for this blithering nonsense.

Don't you see? I'm on the
verge of a breakthrough.

I can make it rain.
I can put an end to the drought.

Or Mordecai wants
to put an end to you.

This is nonsense ;
you said to yourself.

This man is nothing but a carnival
trickster; all he wants it's money.

He didn't even pass the
collection plate last night!

He didn't?!

Nooo...

That is odd for a preacher..

What do you think he's up to?

Slandering you, my friend!!

And who knows
where that could lead?!

I appreciate your concern ;
both of you.

But the people of
Sheridan are my friends.

With all due respect professor, the
people of Sheridan don't understand you.

- Some are even afraid of you
- All they know is that
every time you light up that power they get a hot foot.

I'm going to town for supplies.

Perhaps that friend of yours from San Francisco would have
wired some news about Mordecai and put your mind at ease.

Good morning madam!

- What did you do to that poor girl?
- Me, nothing!

She was reacting to you.

Me??
I've never seen the woman in my life.

Janos Bartok?

Yes.

You've been served.

Legal summons hearing of
the public safety committee.

Didn't know we had one of those.

Local farmers are complaining that my electrical
experimenter have harmed their livestock.

Cows not giving milk, chickens not laying,
horses going insane, and water supply disappearing.

Oh, fine. Now, the drought
it is your fault ; that's great...

Next, they'll blame me
for the bubonic plague.

Got anything for me?

- Yeah.
- Thank you.

Sure it was a fine meeting we had last night.
That preacher gives you the dickens, professor.

Yes, well so I've heard.

He said you believe we was
all descended from monkeys.

Only some of us.

You seem to not have been too bothered
by the accusations made by the preacher.

No, I don't take that stuff serious. Shoot,
professor ; I studied electricity at western union.

You see, Ernest? Not everyone
is willing to join a lynch mob.

Problems?

Yeah my friends at the paper don't
have any dirt on Mordecai at the moment.

You see, he's sponsored by something called
" The creation foundation of Denbrook".

It's a new outfit, well-financed,
but seems legitimate.

It's a shame. I think is so discouraging as
discovering that your enemy is really an honorable man.

Oh no!

Fire!

No.

Aaaah!!!

What are you? .. A tourist? Get the fire wagons, go on!!

You're all my neighbors.
I thought you on my friends.

What have I done
to deserve this?

This is America!!
These things don't happen here.

We are free to live
as we choose to live.

I come from a country where that
is not true. And so do some of you.

Have you forgotten what it was like??
Have you forgotten why you came here?

You can't put it off
any longer Janos, you can't!

I don't know what you hope to accomplish by this

I can trade rhetoric
with the best of them, Janos.

Believe me, Willy's not one of
the best of them.

Stay here.

Mr legend!

You are always welcome
in god's house.

And it gives me hope that you've brought
your friend here, to confess his sins.

Sorry to disappoint
you there, Willie.

But that is not my intent.

But, he is a
scientist; An infidel!

Surely, Nicodemus legend does
not consort with enemies of the lord.

Janos Bartok is a man of impeccable
character; leagues beyond the likes of you.

And I think his friends here,
will judge that to be true.

God... Is the judge
judge in THIS house.

Yes. well, that will be fine too.

Oh, then you're a
believer, Mr legend?

One of us?

- I didn't come here to discuss that.
- A simple question sir.

All right. I guess this sums
it up, as well as anything.

I am certain of nothing, but the
holiness of the heart's affection.

And the truth of imagination.

I'm sorry... Of which book
of scripture was that from??

John Keats. He's a poet.

English? A Darwin crony.
Will this infamy never end??

You know, I liked you a lot
better as "Willie the weasel".

...
and put to shame that wish me evil

Psalms: chapter 40. Verse 14.

"Judge not that ye be not judged"

Matthew: 7 verse 1.

Folks...

I'm no expert on the
Bible but I have read it.

And I do not see where it says, to
use the good book as a weapon.

But make no mistake about it.
That's exactly what is happening here.

A total stranger has come to town with a phony smile and whiled
you up against one of your own; I cannot let that happen.

You know that man.
He is a good man.

We have nothing against
Bartok himself, Mr Legend.

It's the science we
have a problem with.

Amen!!

Excuse me! If I could only explain: You see,
it's not that difficult, it's not that mysterious at all.

I'm using the basic principles of umbriology.

Nucleation, initiates evaporation, in the
cumulus cloud area, below the dew point.

- It's really...
- Janos!!!

Sit down, you're killing me!

Let me put that another way.

Mrs. Barrow; Your husband survived his attack,
thanks to the Bartok emergency heart stimulator.

Yes, he did.

Did you have a problem with
THAT science?

How's he doing? Is he alright?

Good.

Laszlo?
Where are you?

Did it bother you when Bartok changed
course of that river, and save your farm?

We thought that was you.

Well, I couldn't have
done it without Janos.

This is a man who
lives to help others.

In fact, I've seen him risk his life,
to help better yours.

- I've got to go...
- Sit still, I think I'm wining.

No, but I've REALLY got to go!!

Could this man, your friend, your
neighbour, by any stretch of the imagination.

Be an instrument of the devil???

Well, he may not be an instrument of the devil,
but he sure could use some help from the lord.

I've been asked to speak on
alternating current at the university of Edinburgh.

Scotland?

Yes.
That's where they keep the university of Edinburgh.

I've attached the bomb clusters
to the rockets. professor.

Fine.

Aren't we going to test atmospheric
detonations tonight? The conditions are perfect!

These people don't deserve rain.

Oh, please...

Mordecai punches a little hole in your
professional hide you want to leave the country?

I cannot work where
I’m not appreciated

You know? I'll bet that's exactly
what you said when you left new York

Scientific tail twixt your legs.

I feel, as if someone has invaded my
home and turned my family against me.

That someone has! But the answer
is not in Scotland, believe me.

Well, what is it that you propose?

Mordecai is not passing the collection
plate, but he's getting money from somewhere.

"The creation foundation"

When I was a cub reporter I
was taught, "Follow the money".

And I think that's what
we should do here.

If this "creation foundation"
is financing Mordecai.

Then something is rotten in Denver.

Pity... Perfect conditions for an atmospheric detonation;
lots of water in that thunderhead. Enough to drown a snake.

14 Armstead drive, suite 412.

Well, that's the
the address your friend gave us.

No building.

Just a... empty lot.

Mail drop... What's that about?

Someone must pick up the mail.

Boy, oh, boy, when the misses hears I’m
going to be in a Nicodemus legend storybook!

Well, your discount rate
is much appreciated, friend.

Say, you couldn't happen to mention her in your
book, just a line ; she wouldn't have to talk, or nothing..

I'd be glad to.

That's our mark.

- Driver!
Follow that carriage.

Yes sir!
That sounds like a line from one of your books, Mr legend.

It is. I quoted
myself. Let's go.

Yeah.

Open range.

That's Edgar Taggart's company!

Yeah.

I seem to recall Taggart coming to see you about
that grant, the same day Mordecai came to town...

For what could the "Creation Foundation" have
to do with research and development company?

Don't know... But I feel a nocturnal
legend intrusion coming up. Tonight.

Looks like Taggart
likes his privacy, a?

- Have you seen one of those?
- Yes!

A Chinese lock.

The Tong's from the island of lower
Manhattan use them for security.

They're fiendishly difficult.

It will take me
hours to pick it.

However...

No no no no no.
Save yourself!

It would be a shame to
destroy such a piece of art.

After you.

Ah! here we are! Donations.

The old folks home in Boston.

Sanitarium in Cleveland, no...

Orphanage in st Paul...

There's no "Creation
Foundation" here.

What do you make of this?

Short work.

Stand aside.

You are about to witness the first
application of the Bartok articulate quartic air mist.

Don't inhale.
It might freeze your nostrils.

Stand back.

Now.
Observe.

You see?

When steel is brought below one
hundred and ninety degrees centigrade,

The molecular structure
crystallizes and shatters like glass.

Watch out.

It's cold.

Hold it right there!

And somebody better start doing
some explaining.

I'd say you're the one who
best do some talking, young man,

and make it fast!

How do you explain your dilatory
response to our unauthorized entrance, a?

YOU broke in!

Well of course we broke in.
It's our job.

Why, have you realised that we were here
for a full ten minutes before you arrived?

Where have you been?

What the hell are you
talking about?

Son?
Take a close look at my face.

My name, is Nicodemus legend.

Are you getting a clue?

Holy baloney!
You are him!

Just like in the stories!

My sister's got your face
plastered all over her bedroom.

Does she, now?
How old is your sister?

Nicodemus?!

Going on eleven.

Enough small talk ;
What's your name, son?

Daniel Keel Kelly.

Look, I’m supposed to
inform my superior...

Daniel, Daniel, Daniel...

Think.

How long have you been
on this job? Not counting today.

Well,

Do you realize that, that used to be the
personal strongbox of Edgar Taggart?

What do you do to it?

We read all of his personal documents ; had time
enough to talk about it amongst ourselves. In length!

Oh, lord.

Danny? I'm gonna give
you a break on this. However,

I am going to have to lie a little bit on my
report about your time response...

- Oh, would you?
- Yes. I will.

Because your willing to learn,
and... your sister enjoys a fine time.

Now, if you would be so kind to show us
the way out, we'd be much appreciative.

I have Bartok right where
I want him.

Stop them!

Your loyalty to your friend
is admirable, but unfortunate.

I promise you that when your
superiors find out what you've been doing...

Ii don't think that's a problem
we need to worry about, professor.

He's diverted fifty thousand dollars from his
own company to the "Creation foundation"

which exists for the sole purpose of
sabotaging my work on rain production.

Fond of the dry
climate, are we Taggart?

Edgar and I, have a nice
personal deal working.

Involving some new fertilizer which we plan to
sell to rain starved farmers across the plains...

Fertilizer?

Sounds right up
your alley, Willy.

That will do you no good.

I have a photographic memory.

Janos!

Why don't I make this
well worth your while.

Janos Bartok is not for sale.

Mr Pratt, you're a businessman.

Drought resistant fertilizer
is a million-dollar product.

We can all share in the profits.

I'm talking five figure
incomes for us all.

You can't buy us, fellows.

Oh, but I think
we can, friend Pratt.

Your silence, for your life.

A greater gift from god.

Oh, drop the
preacher bit, Willy!

Fertilizer suits you much better.

I'll tell you where to
stuff your offer, but,

I think the products says it all.

The Ernest Pratt I
knew, was a survivor.

You're starting to
sound like a fool.

Oh, yes, reverend Mordecai ;
I confess: I am indeed a fool.

Proud to say, an honest one.

Perhaps a dead one.

Willy... You're nothing but a penny
any hustler. And a backroom cheat.

Murder, takes genuine character.

Your words will be
your downfall, writer.

We have made a
covenant with death.

And with hell are
we at agreement.

Please.

You've you, you've promise no violence.

Don't worry Edgar.

You and your
shareholders will be clear.

That good people have
Sheridan will do it for us.

Let's go back to
the Church, come on.

God created all men, and
he created Janos Bartok.

Is it not our job to
help him regain his way?

Is it not our job to lead him
away from Satan's work?

Oh yeah!

Now, if this is so,

How do we do it?

How do we help our neighbor, Janos Bartok

Son, what do you think?

The way I see it, I'm still waiting for
him to do something about my hair.

Till then, you're on your own.

Fair enough.

What is it exactly that
makes your hair, stand on air?

The electricity in that tower.

AAAh!!...The electricity in that tower!

That tower that Bartok
uses to rule the heaven!

Amen!

That celestial lightning!

That's god speaking
through your hair, son!

Yes!!

He's asking us to honor him ;

He's telling us that tower
is a symbol of Satan's Work!

Hallelujah, sister.

Hallelujah!

Burn down the tower!!

And return Bartok's soul to heaven!

Where the heck is Mr legend?

Onward, Christian soldiers!

Oh

This is a lot harder
than I write it.

Strike a blow for the Lord! Burn down the tower!

The Lord is telling us to save Janos Bartok!

Devil’s work!

Now, hold it down now people, come on!

Shut him up!

Think about it!!! When the sun comes up in the
morning, we still gotta look at ourselves in the mirror!

Burn it down!

Burn it all down!!

Devil's work!

My god, what are
they doing out there?

They're burning you out, Janos!

- We're in here!!
- Madre de Dios!!

This is positively golfing!

I have an idea.

Atmospheric explosions.

The rockets are armed.

If you can push down on
the plunger, It will fire them.

And we'll detonate them from here.

You're talking about making rain!

Shouldn't we do something that has
been done before?? A little simpler, maybe?

You have a better idea??

Right!!!

You need to hurry up!

Bravo, Ernest!

Now, hit the plunger,
and push it down!

Let's hope the fire cleanses
brother Bartok's soul

Good!
Ready?

Three, two, one.

Skeeter!

Hands!!

Now!!!

What took you so long??

Crazed mob. Led by
murderous guys with torches.

Don't let it happen again!

Look!!! Mr. Legend!!

He who spreads hate, eats mud!

Earnest Pratt: chapter and
verse, to be determined!

There's your preacher's
prosperity, folks!

And he's gonna need a cage!

Because last time I checked, attempted
murder was still against the law.

Hallelujah!

In case you hadn't noticed, Professor
Bartok's evil science just ended your drought.

You're going to jail.

We're sorry, professor...

We'll make it right.

Couple hammers and nails, a
little help from your friends,

It'll be as good as new!

Ernest, I didn't make it rain!!

Oh, sure you did.

Those atmospheric
bombs you set them off

Oh, no! It didn't work!

I checked the tower: the fire destroyed
the chemicals before the rockets launched.

But the rain?!

We'll all be damn!!

Darn.

I'll be darned.

Well, let's get out of these cold
clothes and...?

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