All language subtitles for Pure.S02E01.Excommunication.PROPER.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-GP

[gunshot]
Na!

[screaming]

No! No! No!
[gunshot]

Gentlemen.

Your uncle Eli
let his guard down.

Now he's dead,
as is his pipeline.

So you will act as my personal
Mennonite consultants.

What do you say?

[alarm clock ringing]

[alarm clock ringing]

[dog barking, men shouting]

Amen.

[hubbub]

Hey, cheddar head.
You don't own this place.

Foda drives away the devil that
they created,

-and they tell us to go to hell?
-Isaak.

They're all such hypocrites.

Find a table before
my arms fall off.

Detective Gates, how are you?

Hi, Anna. What's going on?

It seems as though
we have been set aside

from the church and the market.

We will find another place.
Did you talk to your contact

-in Belize?
-Yeah, I did.

Look, it's not much to go on,
but there was a guy

that showed up at
an orphanage by the colony

at San Ignacio.

Might match Noah's description.
It's hard to tell.

Went by the name Klaas Klassen,
worked his tail off,

wouldn't take any money,
slept in a shed and moved on.

But that was
six months ago, so...

So... what now?

-Is that it?
-Look, Anna,

if a guy doesn't
want to be found,

-maybe it's best to--
-I understand.

You have done more
than anyone could ask.

Well, I told Bronco
I'd do my best, but...

I thank you.

-Please take some perishky.
-Oh no, you don't have to--

I insist. I want to give you
something for all you've done.

Look, my contact in Belize
said there's a truckload

of guys up here already working
for a local farmer.

I'll find them,
hand around a picture of Noah

and maybe someone will
recognise him. But...

this has to be
a last shot kind of deal, okay?

Thanks.

18 to 0?

18-zip?

If it was basketball, okay,
but it's hockey, Ricky.

You're all we've got.

You're our number 1
and our backup,

but you stood there
like a traffic cone.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Dial it back a little.

He feels bad enough.

Ricky, go get changed. I need
a word with Coach Barry.

-Mom! Don't.
-Ricky, go.

[sighing]

You need to lighten up
on the kids a little bit.

-Mine in particular.
-Look, Val,

I respect the fact that you

played a little bit
of pro hockey--

CWHL. Canadian
Women's Hockey League.

I know what CWHL is.

Then you know that you don't
speak to players like that.

At any level.

You used to be a player,
and now you're a mom.

And I refuse to stand here
and be lectured

by someone's mommy.

[grunting]

Clean under the beds,
under the rugs,

under the couches.
I know these people.

-They will check.
-We know!

Excuse me?

There's a puddle
in the owner's office.

You should clean that first.

Before he comes in.

Thank you.

I speak English.

Oba na...

-Na...
-No, I insist.

This mess is my fault.

I'm Augustus Nickel.

This is my place.

I'm... I'm Anna Funk.

-Edentola?
-I was.

Now, my children and I,
we live in town.

I'm reformed.

My parents left the colony

when I was...

when I was small.

And then my...

my wife passed away and...

a little voice inside my head

started whispering.

Augustus to the warehouse.

Augustus to the warehouse.

Pleasure to meet you, Anna Funk.

-Hey, buddy.
-Hey, Dad!

Just need to have
a word with your mom.

Just go wait in the car.

It's not your day.
Why are you here?

You'd know if you'd responded

to my texts or answered
any of my calls.

I got the job in California,

so... we have to talk.

There's nothing to discuss.
We have a custody agreement.

-It has to be revised.
-No, it doesn't.

Congrats on the job.

So Dad got the job
in California?

Yeah.

[radio transmissions]

-You punched a coach.
-Yes.

And why did you punch a coach?

Were there any
actual eyewitnesses?

You will apologise

to the coach
or you'll be charged.

If you're charged,
you'll be suspended.

Okay.

You were hired as an accountant.

-I remember.
-Stop punching people.

I will.

What the hell were you thinking?

You're a forensic accountant.
And a police officer.

Oh!

Narcotics got a conviction
on a coke dealer in Antioch.

They need a list compile
of all his assets.

I volunteered you, because that

is accounting.

No, that's making a list.

♪♪♪

Anna?

May I have a word?

It has been a year
since we were excommunicated.

You promised that after
enough time had passed,

I could make my case
why I should return.

Now that my table has been
taken at the market,

I earned even less
than last week.

And last week,
I did not earn enough

to pay the rent and to put
food on the table.

I am asking for the sake
of my children,

not myself.

Anna, you must understand--

If Justina Epp is allowed,

after what her husband
and Joey did...

She was homeless. Gerry's dead.

Joey's disappeared.
She's taken the spare room.

We will be homeless soon too.

Please.

For Tina and Isaak.

I will speak to the elders.

[sawing sound]

Hey! Hey! Antioch P...

Detective Gates, Antioch PD.

I'm looking for this guy.
Noah Funk.

May go by another name.

I've seen him. My cousin
gave him a drive with

a work crew up north.

Okay, so where's
your cousin now?

Hey!

Oh, don't you dare make me run.

Oh, he's making me run. Hey!

Hey!

I'm not Immigration police!

I just wanna talk!

You gave this guy a ride.

Where'd you leave him?

[city sounds]

Hello, Jackie.

Okay... Brought you a sandwich.

I know how much you like
peanut butter.

And a bottle of water.

Noah Funk?

Detective Gates.

I was Detective Novak's partner.

Got a minute?

Your wife's trying to find you.

I need to know what to tell her.

How long you been here?

After Bronco left, he told me
to keep an eye on your family.

They've had a rough go
without you.

No money, excommunicated
from the colony,

and you... you are what?
Having a gap year?

Why don't you go home?

I took a life.

-Eli Voss.
-A life.

For what I have done,
God could never forgive me.

And I would follow Voss
straight into hell right now

if taking my own life
didn't offend Him even more.

I need to leave Anna
and the children

to find their own way
back to God.

But here you are.

And you could have stayed
in Belize. Why not?

Because I am weak.

I know I can never
see them again.

I cannot...

I can't be so far away.

Please,

don't tell Anna you found me.

She needs to believe I am dead.

It's the only way she will make
a new life for herself.

It's the kindest thing
you could do.

So what's the plan now?

Just keep trying to work
yourself to death?

Yes.

If that is God's will.

-Detective Krochak.
-Detective Lee.

Boss says you volunteered to
help us with this coke dealer

in Antioch.
I did an inventory of assets

at the time of his arrest,
but the thing is--

Yeah, got it.

Oh, the thing is, I found
a great deal of paperwork,

-but no actual...
-Yeah, okay.

You know, I can do it myself.
There are some things

I'd like to follow up on.

I got it.

Antioch PD, open up!
[knocking]

Wilhelm Klippenstein!

Judge ordered you to report

to the Southwest Detention
Centre two days ago.

I have a warrant
for your arrest.

Hello?

Anybody home?

[water bubbling]

Oh...

Ugh!

-Drop your weapon!
-Drop your weapon!

-Drop it! Drop it!
-OPS, Organised Crime!

-Drop your weapon!
-Gates, Antioch PD!

-[retching]
-Ugh!

What are you doing here?
What was that?

I got here first, so... Ugh!

My crime scene.

[both retching]

[hubbub]

Thanks.

Fished that out
of the hot tub, right?

I called your boss.

You're here to do a proceeds
of crime inventory,

not investigate a homicide,
which this was not.

It's just a drug dealer
who partied way too hard

before they hauled
his ass off to prison.

Look, if there's more to this,
I'd like to help.

Try calling us first
to let us know you're here,

in our jurisdiction.

Look, all I'm saying is
we're on the same team. Here.

Take my card. You need my help,
you give me a call.

Ah, I get it.

You're an accountant.

That was probably the first time

you ever drew your weapon.
Exciting, isn't it?

Now, you can go back
and finish your inventory,

which shouldn't be too hard
because there's nothing there

to inventory. Good day,
Detective Krochak.

-Excuse me?
-Sterling MacKay?

-Yes?
-Detective Gates, Antioch PD.

-Uh, got a second?
-I'm in the middle

of meeting with a client.
Who let you in here?

I apologise for the intrusion.

Did Rosie let you in?

Wilhelm Klippenstein.

Name ring a bell?

-No.
-Yeah.

I'd remember a name like that,

I mean, even if I hadn't seen
him turn to soup.

You should too,
since he was a client.

So why would a partner

in this town's biggest law firm

represent a Mennonite
migrant worker?

Klippenstein. Klippenstein.
That's right, okay.

Everyone here has to do their
fair share of pro bono work,

and I am no exception.

All right, now have a nice day.

So this tomato picker
is moving cocaine by the kilo,

but his lawyer has
to work for free?

That's what pro bono means.
For free.

And if I recall,
Mr. Klippenstein

wasn't even convicted of
trafficking, merely possession.

Yeah, which is why he was able
to get out on bail,

to go home to
his mansion and OD in a hot tub.

You are gonna have to make
an appointment, Detective.

Thank you very much.

I did. I'll see you
at the station tomorrow.

Oh, that proceeds
of crime inventory...

Was unnecessary because
there was nothing in the house?

Well, except a dead body

by the name
of Wilhelm Klippenstein.

The coroner's saying that--

Cocaine toxicity causing heart
attack, yeah. I read the report.

Who was that guy, anyway?

Mennonite farmhand
born in Mexico.

How does a farmhand
afford a house like that?

By selling large
amounts of cocaine.

-I think you missed something.
-Yes, a trafficking conviction.

You don't think there's
more to it than that?

Look...

Give me what you got on the dead
Mennonite. I'll dig in.

I'll follow the money.
I can help you.

Bang!

I'm lying in that quarry,
and the last thing I remember

is you shouting "Abel!"

And the blood is
pouring out of me.

Then I look up and I see God.

And He's...

He's pure... light.

But that light says to me:

"From now on,
all you have to do is live.

No guilt, no rules.

Just live."

Then everything went black

and I woke up in the hospital

with tubes sticking out of me

and a big nurse telling me
how big my bill was gonna be.

And so as soon as the lights
went out...

Boop, boop, boop!
Out come the tubes.

Down the hallway I go,
sneak out the door and...

I have been alive ever since.

I mean...

...truly alive.

Picking crops,

sleeping rough,

travelling from Texas to Kansas,

where I found Ezekiel.

Living with relatives.
And he's safe.

And strong.

Thanks be to God.

Same God that gave me a mission:

save your skin.

Just like you saved mine.

Before you, uh,

left me to die in the quarry.

[phones ringing]

You have an hour.

Hi.

My divorce settlement
just came in.

I'm so into this whole...

What is this style? It's uh...

Wood?

I was just wondering how much

it might cost to furnish
a whole house.

I got this, buddy.

So, living room, kitchen,
two, three bedrooms?

Oh, it's four bedrooms

-and a finished basement.
-Okay.

Well, if you'd like to look
at our catalogue,

-we can go through a couple of--
-Oh, I've no time.

Could you just ballpark it
for me?

If I had to guess,

seven rooms fully
furnished... $20,000?

Well, I'll think about it.

-Okay.
-Okay.

I offer no excuse
for our wickedness.

We did it not for the money

but because we felt that
we had no other choice.

I think that many
of you here today

can understand that.

Thank you, Bishop,

for leaving this decision to us.

We felt that the matter

was best decided by those
not so close to the family.

Difficult as it is,

our decision stands.

Anna will remain excommunicated.

Come back in a year.

Maybe hearts will have softened
and memories of your sins

-faded by then.
-My sins?

How dare you punish us for doing
what you asked us to do?

What you men lacked the courage
to do? What?

What more can I lose?

Members of this community
came to my husband

and you begged him to save you,
and God help us,

he was foolish enough to listen.

We understand why you did it.

It was how you did it.

You took over that filthy
business, built it up,

let no one stand in your way,
not even Gerry Epp.

Perhaps it was

the shame of his arrest
that caused his death.

I can't stop thinking
that it was something else

that led him to the end
of that rope.

The pastor has agreed

that Isaak and Tina
can come back,

to my bible studies
class at my house.

If they're serious
about following our ways,

they will be welcomed back.

But not my mother?

-You tell those old Kosse that--
-Isaak!

Jenauch!

Danke schoen.

They will come.

Good.

Excuse me. I think
I might be lost.

Can you take a look at
these directions, please?

Yeah. Sure, no problem.

Alright, where are you
trying to go here?

So I go to these guys and I say:

"How much to fill my house with
your beautiful furniture?"

Who?

"Muhlbach and Moody". The
company on the receipt

you scooped up when you
busted Klippenstein. $20,000.

So?

So, that receipt tells me that
the farmhand in the slow cooker

paid $100,000 for the same
furniture from the same store.

But as you pointed out,
his house was empty.

So you're saying these guys,
Muhlbach and Moody, are dealers?

No. I'm saying

that this could be one
of the many businesses

washing cash for them.

My Sergeant's gonna need more
than an invoice to authorize

a surveillance operation.

[phone ringing]

Krochak.

[indistinct radio transmissions]

Looks like a coronary,

but an autopsy will tell.
You guys friends?

No. We were working together
on a case.

And you're sure there
was no sign of a struggle?

It looks to me like he had
an undiagnosed heart condition

and nature took its course.
Why? Did he have any enemies?

He was a police officer.

You know how many cops die
from heart disease every year?

[phone buzzing]

Excuse me. I gotta
take this. Hello?

[dramatic music]

Noah Funk?

Detective Krochak.

[alarm clock ringing]

Anna Funk.

I must say I expected someone...

I don't know...

I am Hector Estrada

and I work for
the Norteuo cartel.

A new management position has
opened up, and from what I hear,

nobody ran this end of
the business more profitably

than you did.

I have a friend.

A policeman.

You need to leave right now.

You have no friends.

But you have two children,

and I will take one
as insurance.

And when your work is done,
I will give you your child back.

Either one.

You can choose.

Call the number programmed
in this phone in ten minutes

and we'll make arrangements.

Or my colleague
will take your kids

and chop them
into pieces so small,

you will need DNA
to identify them.

I'll see you in a few hours.

So it's empty?
Just clean the floors?

Jo.

[sobbing softly]

[screaming]

MAME!

MAME!

MAME! MAME!

MAME! MAME!

MAME!

MAME!

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[rap song in German]