All language subtitles for Damsel.2018.1080p.BluRay.x264-[YTS.AM]su-en

Where is the damn stagecoach?

It must not happen
the other way?

It depends. Are you arriving or are you leaving?

I'm going West, of course.
Like everyone.

- Not you ?
- No.

I'm going home.

I've done my time here.

I have enough.

Why do you say that ?

The well has dried up.

I came here to drink
these religious savages.

I struggled.

I struggled.

They didn't want it,
at least the ones I dealt with.

I can't blame them.

We have a lot of Christians.

No more is needed.

Have you ever seen a real Apache?

Yes.

And a Cheyenne?

Yes.

A Shoshone?

No.

A Comanche?

Yes.

How are they ?
I've never seen one before.

I don't know.

Some are losers,
others don't.

They are like everyone else, I would say.

Why did you come here?

New start.

I try to put my past
behind me.

- How so ?
- Well, times are tough.

It's hard where I come from.

Among other things,

my wife died in childbirth.

It's really regrettable.

Yes, it's very hard.

I absolutely need
of a new beginning.

I don't want to undermine your morale,
but it won't be better here.

The situation is going to be shit
in a new and fascinating way.

Yeah.

Oh, Lord. To hell with all that.

All that.

But where is this damn stagecoach?

That's enough.

Take this.

It has its advantages.

The Holy Bible. There are pages missing.

I used them to make a fire
and as rolling papers.

For hygiene.

Good fabric. Excellent quality.

Hold. Damn it...
Take the damn hat.

Oh, Lord!

Adios, friend. I am coming, Lord.

Here I am.

Oh, Lord. Oh, God Almighty.

DOCTOR FOR
MEN/WOMEN/CHILDREN/HORSES

- A beer please.
- We only have whiskey.

It'll be fine.

No thanks.

- What ? It's some good gut-wrenching.
- It's good. It's just me.

Are you a wimp?

My stomach is, from time to time.

Is your stomach a wimp?

I imagine
that it's the same thing.

Sorry.

I was teasing you, old man.

- It bothers you if...
- Go for it.

You are very kind.

So, what are you in town for?

For business.

- Another businessman.
- Well...

- Yes.
- If you want,

we organize a little orgy
behind just now.

Matilda.

A dollar and a half a head.

You're new. It's a good way
to meet people.

Thanks, but... I'm stuck.

Maybe it's not just your stomach
who is a wimp.

Maybe you are right.

Actually,
I'm looking for someone named Parson Henry.

- Have you heard of him?
- Pastor ?

The guy who was dripping in the corner?

- Yeah.
- Lord.

- Parson Henry, are you sure?
- It's his name.

But he didn't have a collar.

What are these passes called?

I don't know.

In any case,
It doesn't look comfortable.

My Adam's apple is too big to
this thing. Look how big she is.

She's really big.
Aim at mine.

Yes, yours is big too.

I didn't like it when the barber
arrived in this area.

And yours ?

I don't know...
I would say she is of average size.

You know
where can I find the pastor?

Probably on the beach.

That's where he hangs out
since his arrival.

I'll go take a look.

You're really nice.

You are not looking to be saved,
I hope.

Because it's not the right way.

Parson Henry?

Parson Henry, is that you?

My name is Samuel Alabaster.

You know who i am ?

Yes.

Did you receive my telegram?

Yes I think.

I have it here...

somewhere.

Here it is.

You are drunk,
when a job awaits you?

Yes, I became...
a little tipsy while waiting.

Bullshit.

This is so fucking unprofessional.

Pardon my language.

REGULATIONS

PROHIBITED FROM FORNICATING,
TO DEFECCATE AND RUSSELL

Good morning.

- Well-established ?
- It's neat and clean. THANKS.

It was nothing.

I deduct it from your pay, 50 cents.

Here's your 29 dollars...

plus 50 cents.

You will have 30 more
when it's done,

which will be 60 dollars,
as indicated in the telegram.

- It's good ?
- Yes it's good.

Good morning.

Good morning.

It's what ?

It's a miniature horse.
His name is Butterscotch.

It is very rare, perhaps even unique.

It fuels all conversations.

Normal horses don't have names.
They're just...

normal.

- You didn't talk about leaving.
- Well...

Why do I pay you so much,
according to you ?

For the crimes of horse-trading,

cranial brutality

and cranial sodomy,

justice is done.

With these choked tears
Which are hard to hide

My heart is heavy

My goodbyes, I will say goodbye to you
For an eternity

Will we see each other again?
I do not know

Technically,
Are we in Indian territory?

Everywhere, we are in Indian territory.

What kind of pastor are you?

The normal kind.

I admit that I am still a neophyte.

- What does it mean ? New ?
- I don't know.

It's a clever word
that I heard in Baltimore.

- Baltimore... Are you from there?
- Yes.

I've never been this far east.

- It's good ?
- Can be OK.

This place will surely look like it
in 20 years.

Come here.

You are brave.

So, Butterscotch
is a wedding gift?

Yes. She wanted one
since a long time.

It's not easy to find.

What is your fiancée's name?

Penelope.

- Didn't I put it in the telegram?
- No, you put "future wife".

In the near future,
it will be Mrs. Penelope Alabaster.

You're very lucky. What a beauty.

That's the thing
the most valuable in the world.

Similar to a flower.

Beautiful, gentle, with supple skin.

Intelligent.

She is good at thinking,
she cooks well.

She reads well.

And she is talented
to kiss and make love.

What more ?

You have a good deal.

Yes. And I want everything to go well,
without a hitch.

Oh yes

- Not bad huh ?
- Instead.

You know... Marriage,
it's a famous step.

It's hard.

And everything doesn't always work out
as expected.

That's what she wants.

And what I want too.

We seal the bond, forever.

Look.

- An arrowhead?
- Yes.

And well sharpened.

If you want,
you can give it to Penelope.

They are quite common.

- But it's very kind.
- OK.

I appreciate you coming with me.

And I...

And I apologize if we misunderstood each other

- regarding the trip.
- It's good.

Actually...

I feel good here. It is...

It's peaceful, and...

- It's good for the soul, I think.
- You are right.

I can make you listen
something ?

It's a ballad
that I wrote for Penelope.

I want to play him
once we're married.

This... it's called
"My sweetheart".

The beat

From your beloved heart

In line with mine
When we are apart

My sweetheart

My sweetheart

My sweetheart

My sweetheart

I love you

Don't you see it?

My sweetheart

You are my sweetheart

My sweetheart
I want you just for me

You are the iron that matches my foot

And that's enough to prove

That you are my sweetheart

You are the only one who suits me

My sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart

My sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart

My sweetheart, sweetheart, sweetheart

My sweetheart

- It looks nice.
- THANKS.

You are a true troubadour.

Shit !

Hey!

Rufus!

Samuel!

Samuel, are you okay?

What happened ?

- Let me catch my breath.
- What happened ?

Pass me my water bottle.

SO ?

Penelope.

She was kidnapped.

- How so ?
- Because she is coveted.

You saw his photo.

The one who took her
is a dirty bastard.

- Who is it ?
-Anton Cornell.

- The one you were chasing?
- No. It was his brother, Rufus.

He's also a damn good-for-nothing.

I had to catch it
before he went to warn him.

- Did you catch it?
- Yes.

I caught it.

Why not go
find the sheriff?

The sheriff? Which sheriff?
We are surrounded by nature.

There's no jurisdiction around here.

And I didn't want to involve the authorities.

- Or a beating?
- Mercenaries?

They are unpredictable.

I wanted to
a safe and discreet operation.

That's why I couldn't
reveal all the details to you.

This kidnapping is the thing
the most terrible thing that ever happened to me.

It hurts me, deep down.

Literally. I have ulcers.

I just want to save Penelope
without risks,

marry her before God
and lead a quiet life.

It's not too much to ask, though!

I just want it to go well.

No need for all this fuss.

It was necessary
Let this bastard ruin it.

I am sorry to learn this.

Pastor, tell me,
do you believe in evil?

Than a living being
can embody absolute evil?

- I don't know.
- You are a pastor, though.

I will rephrase my question.

Have you ever been totally in love?

I'm not talking about a one-night hostess.

But with an eternal attraction

for someone
which means everything to you.

- SO ?
- Of course.

Imagine that the worst trash
take it from you,

just out of pure malice.

I'm not the type to do nothing

and look at my world
collapsing around me.

I will take destiny into my hands.

- You don't understand?
- I'm sorry for you.

But I didn't sign up for that.

I agreed to marry you
and it stops there.

I can't be part of this.

Because of your vocation or
because you don't believe in love?

What a stupid question.

Do you believe in love, in true love?

Of course I believe it!
Sorry I can not.

Don't be a coward!

Where you are going ? You will not find
never go your own way.

I am not a cartographer,
but I was counting...

go back the way we came.

Alright.

I'll give you another $90.
That'll be $150.

I beg you.

Penelope is all I have left.

I'm not a killer. I do not like that.
I am only a man.

A man who believes in love,
quite simply.

I just want you to celebrate
marriage as it should be.

You watch
to get off to a good start

and I compensate you for your efforts.
I have the money on me.

- In hard currency?
- You have my word.

Damn, my nerves are on edge.

Have you ever been to a cake walk?

- No.
- I met her at a cake walk.

I came across number six,
but I said it was the new one

because it was his cake
and I wanted to meet her.

It was love at first sight.

She had made a walnut tart
pecan. I said it was illegal.

Because it's a cake walk,
not a pie-walk.

She laughed
and said I was funny.

It's the best pie
that I have ever eaten.

We're closer than I thought.

Boo!

Holy cow, I'm on edge.

Me too.

Twice more.

I'm also scared of the future groom.

It's a big commitment.

For life. A lifetime commitment.
And I'm not going to change my mind now.

It's never too late
to change your mind.

There is no shame
if it's not the right one.

- You must do what is right for you.
- No, it's the right one.

Besides, she needs us.

There are things
that a man is forced to face.

I don't want to be pessimistic, but...

Have you considered
the possibility that she...

Finally, that she...

That she died?

This is not a possibility.
All right ? Let's stay there.

- It looks like there's no one there.
- Yes. They can be anywhere.

We must be extremely careful.

Anton is a cunning bastard.

Here is the plan.
We act quickly and easily.

We leave the horses here

and we go to the edge of the forest
with Butterscotch, where you will wait.

At three,

I will head
at the back of the shed.

From there I will go to their hideout

and I will break down the door.

If Anton is inside,
I take care of him.

I will untie Penelope,
I will help him escape.

There, when all danger is over,
I will get down on my knees

and I will ask her to marry me.
I will give him the ring.

And you will emerge from the forest
with the guitar and Butterscotch.

And you will celebrate the marriage.

Alright.

What do we do
if Anton is not inside?

In case,
We should keep an eye on the surroundings.

We have to do it anyway.
Be on the lookout for an ambush.

But you'll have to cover for me.

How so ?

Take the Winchester

and I will take the Schofield.

I'm not a fucking mercenary!

I just ask you
to cover me, OK?

- For security reasons.
- I'm not a shooter!

I know that, and that's fine.
Me neither.

But a woman's life is at stake.

I'm just asking you to cover for me.

That's all. Nothing else.

If you don't do it for me,
do it for Penelope.

It will be over in no time.

Do you know how to aim?
Using the crosshairs?

Yes I know.

Do you want to say a prayer?
To bring us luck, protect us?

No, let's get it over with.

- You are ready ?
- What ?

Okay, let's go.

No !

Die, you scumbag!

Penelope! My Penelope.
My beautiful little darling!

Everything is fine.

It's all over, you no longer fear anything.

You are safe.

No !

No !

Penelope, you know...

that I have always loved you
with all my heart.

And I...

I would like to ask you
to be my wife.

How dare you ?

I know we knew
difficult times.

But now,
It’s time to reconcile.

We can reconcile if we want.

- I can not believe.
- Penelope...

I will love you... until I die.
I promise you.

You bastard!

You... I hate you!

- What ? Penelope, why are you...
- I hate you.

Penelope!

For what ?

Please, Penelope,
why are you doing this ?

Damn you !

What are you doing ?

- We were so happy together.
- I know.

I know we were.

- Penelope...
- Do not touch me !

By its.

Hey!

Come on, Parson.

- Come, now is the time.
- Who is he ?

Come. Wait, let me...

- Who is it ?
- Let me explain to you.

I thought about all this carefully.

Listen to what I have to say.

It's Parson Henry, I brought him

at my expense to celebrate the marriage,

so we can
do everything right.

- Don't come near me.
- All right !

Stay where you are.

- All right !
- Penelope! What are you doing ?

It's your wedding present.
The miniature horse.

I called him Butterscotch,
since you love caramels.

I know you prefer horehound.

But I couldn't call him that.
I chose what sounded best.

I don't want a wedding present.

I wanted to offer you
something special,

so you know how much I love you.
You said that miniature horses

are the creatures
the cutest ones ever.

- I never said that.
- But if !

- I never said that.
- If ! In St. Louis.

I never said that.

At most they were
interesting to watch.

- Don't make me say what I didn't say.
- Madam, please listen to me!

I'm not responsible.
I don't know what's going on.

Wait a minute.
Don't let me down.

You told me
that you believe in love.

You've said it all the time.

There's no love here,
let that be clear.

I thought I had seen everything
from you, Samuel.

But how wrong I was.

You can't deny...

You can't deny
that a strong love unites us.

Pure and true love.

Unconditional love.

The only love there was here,
it was between Anton and me.

- And you took it from me!
- No ! He's the one who took it from me!

- He deserved what happened to him!
- Nobody deserved anything!

You hear me ? I was happy here.

I've never been so happy
in all my life.

With Anton?

Anton Cornell.

Anton Cornell.

This libidinous scum
and pretentious!

Don't fucking say another word!

Why you...
Can't you see that he manipulated you?

I'm the victim.
I came to save you.

I don't need you to save me.

- Why are you doing this to me ?
- Shut up !

I can never love you.
You hear me ?

Did you finally get it?

Good God...

- You were ambivalent with me.
- No way. You are poison!

I want to shoot you
in the head !

GOOD. So why don't you do it?

Since I am
such a horrible person.

The worst person in the world!

If you think of me as shit
and barely like a human being,

go ahead, shoot my broken heart.

You're not worth it.

I want you to live with
what you did, what you messed up

and what you will never have.

I want it to rot deep inside you,
as long as you live.

No !

No !

No !

Damn you !

What are you looking at ?

He told me you were kidnapped
and that you were his fiancée.

That he wanted to save you

and that I marry you before God.

That's all I knew,
I swear to God.

I'm just a poor neophyte pastor
who wanted to help him.

I'm not in league with him.

I met him a few days ago
and I trusted him.

Don't say another word
until I ask you.

Got it?

If you know how to celebrate a wedding,

you also know
celebrate a funeral, I presume.

Indeed, madam.

Is it deep enough, ma'am?

We need to dig deeper
to protect it from wild beasts.

And Samuel?

Let the beasts devour him,
I do not care.

How does it work?
Should I start or is it you?

You can start, it's good.

Anton...

You were a good man.
I loved you very much.

More than I could express
in this moment.

It breaks my heart to know
that we won't grow old together,

that we will no longer share our lives,

that we won't start a family,
nor a copper mine.

I will never forget you,
my tender love.

May you find comfort
to the idea that you are in paradise

while Samuel rots in hell.

Where are the other pages?

In my head.

It's more fervent that way.

So go for it.

Listen to this.

Here lies Anton...

Cornell.

Here lies Anton Cornell.

He was a courageous and noble man.

And a good husband.

He didn't deserve to end up like this.

A stupid, damned waste.

All because of Samuel.

In the name of all that is sacred,

that he, Anton Cornell,

rest in peace...

For centuries and centuries,
and for eternity.

Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust. Etc. Amen.

Amen.

What are you doing ?

That's what he owed me,
For the wedding.

I'll give you half if you want.
And also the ring.

I don't want any of that.

And now ?

I'm done here.

I go forward.

And me ?

What, you?

Miss Penelope?

Miss Penelope?

Miss Penelope?

- What ?
- Miss Penelope, I...

I'm the shy type.

As the shed is occupied,

I would like to go...

relieve myself in the woods the most
elegantly and discreetly possible.

- All right ?
- The little one or the big one?

If you have to pee,
You can do it here.

The big.

By its ?

By its ?

If it's alcohol,
Can I have a sip?

I'm really dying for it.

You're not a real pastor, are you?

It's for medical reasons.

Don't spill any.

Shall we go back to town?

I think so.

Maybe I'll have you hanged.

So end it right away.

I will not offer resistance.

Stop for a minute.

Do not move.

I'll keep an eye on you, no nonsense.

Miss Penelope, are you okay?

I feel your deep pain.

I understand what you have to go through.

I too am suffering.

I am haunted by my own demons.

You don't understand anything at all.

I want to help, if I can.

For what it's worth,
you are a true marvel.

Such a divine flower...

delicate and lovely
that Samuel had said.

- Is it a verse?
- No, it's not...

Because I don't need
your reckless comfort, is that clear?

All right.

Get out
before I shoot you.

Very good, okay.

And put your dynamite back on.

I don't want to carry dynamite.

I'm going to put the dynamite back on.

Where is Butterscotch?

- I don't know.
- There are predators around.

Butterscotch!

- Butterscotch!
- Butterscotch!

Butterscotch?

Butterscotch?

Butterscotch!

Butterscotch!

Here it is !

- He is fine ?
- I don't know. I believe.

Penelope!

Penelope!

Penelope!

Penelope!

Penelope!

-Rufus.
- I saw you slipping away into the forest.

I smelled your trail.

Are you trying to avoid me?

What are you talking about ?
Of course not.

- What happened to you ?
- In your opinion ?

Samuel?

- When ?
- He threw me into a crevasse.

And left me for dead.

My head is split open. The ants
tried to suck my blood.

Ant dirt,
what did I do to them?

Let me take a look.

You knew what happened to me,
not true ?

Do you have any idea
of what I endured?

Anton is dead, right?

I am very sorry.

I saw the grave.

I may not know how to read, but
I know what the letter “A” looks like.

All I can say,
Samuel is also dead.

And he's in hell.

While your brother is in heaven,
on a big flaky cloud.

Everything is your fault.

You're a damn black widow.

- You destroy everything you touch.
- Hey!

I understand
may you be grieved and angry,

but you don't have the right
for talking to me like that!

Don't pay attention to me.

Get out of there, you big coward!

Sir, listen to me.

As a man of the Church, I
guaranteed that none of us know anything.

Shut up.
I saw you in cahoots with Samuel.

I see, you're all in cahoots.

Rufus! Calm down
and use your reason.

Do you know how much my brother loved you?

- I thought it was true love.
- It was!

So why
Did you tell Samuel where you lived?

- The goal was to say nothing.
- I didn't tell him!

- How did he know, then?
- I don't know!

I hadn't seen him for two years.

I never would have believed
that he would do something like that to me.

So why are you running away with his gang?

- There's no tape.
- I swear I'm not his gang!

- I'm not that kind of man.
- Nonsense.

What kind of pastor are you, anyway?

Rufus, calm down and listen to me.

My big brother died
and it's your fault.

You're not who I thought you were.

You have disappointed me. You disappointed Anton.

We had our problems,
like any couple.

But I loved your brother very much.

And we had a great relationship.

How to get this into you
in the skull?

Rufus, she's telling the truth.

- It's entirely Samuel's fault.
- Shut up, priest!

Rufus!

You know what you have to do, right?

- What ?
- Well...

When a woman becomes a widow,

there...

Tradition has it that she married...

the brother of the deceased.

Those ants messed up your brains.

Because you've lost your mind!

- It's the code of the prairie.
- No, Rufus.

There is no code, no one in cahoots
and there will be no marriage.

Oh no ? Well my gun
is not of this opinion!

It's the law of nature.

And our friend the pastor
will make it official.

Then I will hang him, for revenge.

Then you and me, we'll start from scratch

and launch this copper mine,
as you expected.

-Rufus...
- Get up !

I'm serious.
And don't try anything stupid.

Okay, let's see.

Mess. One of you
know how to do it?

- I'm bad at knots.
- Rufus, stop.

It's madness, don't count on it.

Shit.

In that case I'll kill you both
and I leave you for dead.

- I went through hell. That's enough.
- I am pregnant !

You knew it ?

- No. You're not.
- If.

If you kill me,
you kill a member of your family.

It does not bother you ?

Who tells me
that he is really family?

I won't get tired anymore
to convince you

that I loved your brother very much.
You know it, you saw it

and if you continue
to doubt my feelings,

then go to hell.

I don't want to hurt you,
But don't blame me for that.

This guy wasn't
than a damn pastor's pigeon.

That's all. And if you think
that I am involved in this,

you are really
the biggest moron.

I'm going to go to town to see a doctor.

And you're going to let us go
without making a fuss.

You're going home,

milk your goat and start from scratch
all alone. It's clear ?

We will try to make the best of it
of this horrible situation.

Do you know if it's a boy
or a girl?

No.

I always wanted to be an uncle.

Rufus!

How could you...?

Why did you do this to me?

I did not do anything to you.
You are my brother-in-law!

You have always been so beautiful.

Like a peach.

Anton always had the right to peaches.

I only had pears.

Rotten, too.

How are you miss ?

Who are you ?
Why did you do that?

My name is Zachariah Running Bear.

- You were in danger.
- I was in control of the situation.

- He's trying to save us, Penelope.
- I don't need to be saved.

Here, ma'am.

THANKS.

This...

is my personal boundary.

If one of you tries a dirty trick,
he will regret it.

I never ate anything
so tender.

THANKS.

You don't have any alcohol, by any chance?

I could really use it.

No.

Is the white woman taken?

I believe. Way of talking.

- She has a personal boundary.
- I see.

I had never met before
real Indian in the great outdoors.

Nor a noble savage of any kind.

It's your lucky day.

What tribe are you from?

Can I guess?

No.

I understand.
It’s probably more sacred that way.

I would like to make you a proposition.

I am sitting before you,
like an empty shell.

A soulless neophyte
with Pale Face proportions.

I beg you
to consider taking myself away...

where is
what you call your home,

whether it is a tepee, a wigwam,
a cave or whatever,

and teach me your language,

to introduce myself to your ancient traditions,

to share with me
the customs of your people.

I will be with you
eternally grateful.

And...

And I believe
that each of us would gain.

We don't have to
to tell the white woman.

We could leave
under cover of night.

I have something for you.

An arrowhead.

What is your problem ?

I need a fresh start.

I'll even let you scalp me.

Why would I want to do
something like that ?

I don't know.

I desperately need
to start off on a good basis.

Let's sleep, we'll see tomorrow.

OK. Good idea.

Standing.

The Indian left before dawn. He has
took your horse and that of Rufus.

And my mule.

Shit.

It's not good at all.

- Why did he do that?
- Are you really a pastor?

Not in the conventional sense.

But my heart is in the right place.

Are you really pregnant?

No.

Not that it's any of your business.

I would like to, but no.

This is where our paths diverge.

NOW ?

Yes.

I have enough.

Do you want me to change my mind?

No.

Are you going to take Butterscotch?

No.

I know I don't know everything.

But I know what I can endure
and I would like to leave it there.

I am really sorry.

Really sorry.

Penelope! Wait a minute.

Penelope!

Please !

Penelope, I'm here wondering
what I need to do.

- Where am I supposed to go?
- It's not my problem.

Yes, but I'm looking at you
and I ask myself the same question.

I came here
to make a new start.

But it's so fucking hard,

so fucking inhospitable and lonely.

Look at these wastelands.

How do we do
to meet someone here?

And above all someone trustworthy.

I miss it terribly
for not having someone who loves me.

Or even more,

I miss having no one
who to give my love to.

In light of harsh circumstances
and unpleasant things that unite us,

is it so unreasonable to suggest
let's try it together,

in this hostile environment?

My wife died in childbirth.

All I want is love.

About love and survival, that's all.

You're not the only one who wants this.

Subtitles: BTI Studios
Translation: Emmanuelle Michot