All language subtitles for Pure.S02E04.The.Proposal.PROPER.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-GP

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- What? What happened?

- We lost the signal.
- Oh!

- No, Val!

Val!

[in Low German]

♪♪♪

[handle jangling]

Val! Val!

The truck is gone!

The van is gone.
What the hell are you doing?

[frustrated grunting]

We don't have a warrant,
we're done here.

Let's go!

♪♪♪

- You tell me right now
who made you do this.

- You did

by leaving me with no one
to work the farm

and no way to make
a living. You did this!

- Listen to me,
you are still my wife

and you will give me
the name of the man

who made you do this.

- I am not your wife.

Not anymore.

- Anna...

however things are,
think of the children.

- They are all
that I think about.

And you have no right
to tell me what I will

and will not do to save them.

- I stayed away to protect them.

- And you and I,

our marriage, it's meant
nothing to you at all?

♪♪♪

- How could you ask me that?

- If you tell the police

what you saw this afternoon,

you are killing Isaak.

And then Tina will be next.

And then me.

So go.

You go now,
and you do not come back.

- Anna--
- Go!

- Jo.

♪♪♪

[door closing]
[Anna sobbing]

[tinkling]

- Anna was there?!
♪♪♪

Why was Anna there?
- Because she was helping them.

- But why?!

- Because I abandoned her.
Because she had no choice.

Because some criminal
forced her to be there.

- Brooda, you...
you have to tell

the detective about this.
- And send her at the prison?

Nee, Brooda, I will not do that.

- Noah, this is--
- This is God's will.

I can't pretend
to understand it, but I...

I have to try to do
what is right.

We must find the man
who did this to Anna.

We deliver him to the police,
instead of her.

And no violence
and no bloodshed.

- What? How are we
gonna find him?

We don't know who he is.
- The money, Brooda. The money!

Money flows like a river:
only in one direction.

We follow the river,
we find the Bauss.

Not a word of this. Not a word.

♪♪♪

- What the hell was that?!

No warning? No whisper?

No "We're about
to trash your car"?!

- I got in the back of the van.

They gave me a mask
and told me not to talk.

- So you saw what exactly?
- Other men

in black masks not talking.

- The business was closed!
Who let you in the warehouse?

- I was still in the van
when they opened the door.

- So when you went
through the door,

who held it open for you?!

- I...
- What the hell

happened to your wire?
- I was schweetich.

I was moving tires and then
it just... it fell off and...

- And your GPS?

So your wire falls off,

and your GPS just disappears,
and... and you just leave?!

Where are the drugs now?!

- After the backhoe,
they just...

they just dropped me off
and drove away.

- So you unload enough cocaine

to fill two backhoe tires,

but you manage to see and hear

just absolutely nothing?

- I...

- I don't care

if you're a pacifist.

My career is on the line.

If you are lying to me,

I will be the crowbar,
and you will be the windshield.

♪♪♪

- Anna?

Anna...

- Oh...

I must have fallen asleep.
I'm so sorry.

- It's alright. It's OK.
You went cleaning last night?

- Yes.

- Well, I didn't see
your car in the parking lot.

- Oh, that's because--
- Would you know anything about

the backhoe in the warehouse?

- Uh...

Yes.

Windy was here.
- Oh.

- He's pushy, that man.

- Um, what do you mean?

Anna...

...what happened?

- Maybe I gave him
the wrong idea.

My car broke down.

- Yes?

- He was driving by...

Please don't...
don't tell him that I'd--

- No, of course not.

♪♪♪

- He offered me a ride.

He said that he had
the backhoe to deliver.

He asked if I knew
the door code.

I said, "Yes."

So I... I opened
the door for him.

And then, when it was
time to go, he...

- Made you another offer.

- I told him, "No."

And when he would not stop,

I made it clear that I already
had a man in my life.

And his name...

is Augustus Nickel.

And then I sat down here,

and I waited for him to go.

♪♪♪

I hope that you don't mind
that I lied.

- Not at all.

If I can do anything for you,

anything at all,
just say the word.

I could come to your house
and clean for you someday,

return the favor.

[chuckling]

[sniffling]
- That house, it needs

a lot more than a broom. Haha!

- Hmm!
[Anna sniffling]

Audee.
- Audee.

♪♪♪
[birds singing]

[gasping]

♪♪♪

- Sorry.

Sorry, I was not here
for Freestikj.

After the insurance office,

I went straight to Nickel's.
- Mame, you look schleeprich.

Let me make you some coffee.
- Yes, please.

But first, will you show me
what you've been drawing?

Come on before I fall asleep.

[dogs barking outside]

[Tina chuckling]
♪♪♪

[Anna chuckling]

- No more horses
with big eyes for you,

eh, Tinny? Not with Johan.
[both chuckling]

How many girls can say

that they opened the Bibel
and found a boyfriend?

♪♪♪

So...

does he also love you?

He does.

Of course he does.

- Yes, but...

- But what?
- But he's the youngest,

so there's no land left for him.

If he wants his own farm,
and he does,

he'll have to go
to Paraguay or Belize.

♪♪♪

[cell phone buzzing]

[bird cawing]
♪♪♪

- Where is Julius Muhlbach?

- I don't know.

- Where is Klaas Klassen?

- Two hands, a strong back
and no English;

what more could you want?

- I want to know
who's touching my product.

I give a name to the twins,

they check it out.

It's how it works.

- The twins are in Cuauhtémoc.

There was no time.

Either I get a new man or
the cream stays in the bottle.

I did what I promised.

I kept my word.

- You did.

- I want to see my son.

- You will.

- When?

- When I'm satisfied.

In the meantime,

you can keep this as a bonus

for thinking outside the box.

Buy yourself something nice.

You deserve it.

[engine revving up]

♪♪♪

- So,

your friend in Narcotics
tracked down

a CCTV camera in the alley

behind that Mennonite
carpentry shop,

and aside from a lot
of courier traffic...

...look what else
he came up with.

- That's him. That's--
- Octavio Orff.

Formerly Navy Special Forces,
but now he's a hitman

for Norteûo cartel.
I don't know how you

and your "calculator"

got in the middle of this,
and I have no idea

what you and Detective Lee
thought you were

doing yesterday, which is why

I'm seconding you

to Narcotics.

- So, not suspending me?

- Not yet.

- So, there really is

a Mexican cartel in our backyard

pushing product, washing cash

and making us all
look like boneheads.

Who knew?
- So loud.

- We need an APB on Julius' car,

surveillance on Nickel
Farm Equipment, a wire

on that lawyer's phone.
What is his name?

MacKay. And a passenger manifest

on every single flight
going to Hawaii today.

[indistinct conversations]

You're gonna write this down?

- [woman]: Just moving in.
Be right with you.

- I see pictures of houses,
but no farms.

- Yeah. Residential only.
No farms.

♪♪♪

- Hmm.

- I don't trust Auslander banks.

I want to buy a farm with cash.

Is that possible?

- Strictly speaking,

this isn't... exactly legal.

- Which is why there would have
to be a bonus for you...

for thinking outside the box.

♪♪♪

[ominous music]

- Two hands on the gun.

Shoulders and feet are square.

Then your knees
slightly in forward.

Lock your shooting arm.

- Hey, you got one.

My first love.

I had to stab another man
in the heart to get it,

so take good care of it.

Have some fun.

♪♪♪

[translated from Spanish]

[gunshots]

[phones ringing]
[indistinct chatter]

- So I stopped by Nickel
Farm Equipment this morning,

you know, to check out
our surveillance.

Guess what I see. Nothing!

What the hell is going on?
- Procedure's what's going on.

The request is on my boss' desk,
but, like I keep saying,

we jumped the queue on this
so now we have to wait.

- For what? The drug dealers

to find another stash house?
- You were the one

trying to bang down
the door without a warrant

rendering any evidence you might
have found tainted, causing

the entire case to be tossed.
This isn't a hockey fight, Val.

What the hell were you thinking?

- Oh, I don't know,
maybe I was thinking

about two backhoe tires
packed full of cocaine!

What the hell were you thinking?

- That you're unhappy
and you need a win.

So I'm wondering if we can
maybe channel that energy

in a way that doesn't end
with me at the project desk

at Home Depot wondering
what happened to my pension.

[phone ringing]

- Krochak.

Sorry I'm late.
- Uh, Val,

this is Judge Pettigrew.
- Good afternoon, Ms. Krochak.

- Since you refused
to submit to arbitration,

it's now up to the judge
to decide custody.

[soft music]

- Says who?

- Well, the law.

- But shouldn't we be
in a courtroom then?

- Well, sometimes,
a more informal setting helps

to defuse the tension.

And in that spirit,
why don't you start.

- Uh, well, um,

let's start with the fact
that we already have

a custody agreement.
- Which needs to be

revised because
circumstances have changed.

- His, though, not mine.

- Yours too.

- I spoke to your sergeant

who made it clear he felt
that your temporary suspension

was orchestrated by someone
you were investigating.

- Correct.
- Which suggests

your son could also be a target

if they continue to harass you.
He was in the house

the night of the attack,
was he not?

Ms. Krochak,

if Ricky remains
in your custody,

please explain to me how you can
guarantee his safety.

♪♪♪

- Anna?

Anna!

This is the last one
I have for you to see today.

Now, I'm told that there's
a good milking shed,

but the house needs
some updating.

♪♪♪
[birds singing]

- I'll take it.

- We'll start
with the good news.

We're working
for the Narcotics unit now

who will do
everything in their power

to take down the Norteûo cartel.

- And the bad news?
- The Norteûos will do

everything in their power to
kill anybody who crosses them,

including Julius and Kyle.

So why didn't they get on
their flight today? To Hawaii?

- What do you mean?
They had tickets.

- Yeah, they did,

and then they missed
their flight, so where are they?

♪♪♪
- Gott!

- Listen to me.

Out there, they will die.

They come back?
The Narcotics unit

will put them
in protective custody.

You sent them away.
You speak their language.

You bring them back, now.

[bird cheeping]
[rooster crowing]

[horse neighing]

[sheep bleating]

- Well, now!

Anna Funk!

If the pastor
had not set you aside,

I would offer you a cup of tea.
- Well, now, Dirk Fehr,

if I were not set aside,
I would accept.

But I will stay in my car

and make you an offer instead.

♪♪♪

Something to keep your son
close to home.

[in Low German]

♪♪♪

- Goodenmorjes, Bishop.
- Ah, Anna, Goodenmorjes.

- I would have come
to the church house,

but that is veboden, is it not?

- Yes.

- Then again,
as Tina likes to remind me,

the Church exists
wherever Edentaler come together

in the spirit of Christ.
Is that not true?

- Yes.

- Let me help you.
You should have brought

a basket.
[chickens cackling]

[cow mooing]

Tina and your nephew

would like to be married.

They would like you
to perform the service,

and they would like
for me to be there also.

I would hate for them
to turn their back

on the Church just because
I'm not allowed inside it.

- But--
- If you were to marry them

outside the church,

on a farm for instance,

would that violate the ordinal?

[in Low German]

[dog barking outside]

So how does Johan's mother
feel about her baby boy

moving to Central America?

- I don't know. Never met her.

[Anna speaking Low German]

- That's what you'd say
to a boy who is courting:

"Take a good look
at her mother first."

But in your case,

I would say, "Look at his Voda."

I knew Dirk in school.

Have you met him?

- No. Not yet.

[knocking on door]

- Without a man in the house,
I thought you could use

a little help.
- Oh, no.

We're fine. The house is fine.

- The house is a mess,

and it's only gotten worse
since Isaak left.

So please, Mr. Nickel, come in.

- Dochta will make
a list of everything

that needs to be fixed, hm?

And...

Mutta,

you will sit

and have a cup of tea.

Hmm?

Jo.

[Nickel singing without words]

All right! Here we go!

[kids laughing]

[in Low German]

♪♪♪

- Speaking as one sinner
to another,

I hope that as you stand
before our Lord,

he does not turn his back
to you as you have

turned your back
on your own son.

[car engine revving up]
[car door closing]

[Nickel humming]

- I made you some tarts.

Please,

take them home with you.

- Ah, well, I...

[door opening and closing]

I am sorry.

I should have called first.
- A man showing up

with a toolbox at the door
of a married woman--

- Because if I had called first,
you'd have said,

"I don't need your help."

- Tina is all that I have now;

I have to set a good example.

I am grateful for your help.

- And I am grateful

to be the man in your life,

even if it is...

...a lie.
♪♪♪

[singing without words]

[sighing]

- I'm sorry.

I shouldn't have
waited to see my mom.

- It's fine.
It's family. I get it.

OK, I just gotta
enter my card number,

into this insanely small window

and we'll be rebooked.

You can grab the bags;
I'll be out in a second.

- Excuse me. It's my father;

he got out of the car
and then collapsed.

[muted gunshot]
♪♪♪

- Isaak?

Julius?
[muted gunshot]

- [Isaak]: Oh, my God!

- Get the other one.
♪♪♪

Now!

Now!

♪♪♪

- Klaas?
- Mm-hmm.

- Where's Julius?

You can tell me.
You know, I'm not a Domkopp.

All day and night,
these packages come, and then,

bags full of packages go.
And then, two strangers

show up and get jobs
in a furniture shop

that never sells
a stick of furniture.

- The less you know--
- Do you work with Julius?

Or does Julius work for you?

[sighing]

- I work for drug dealers.
And also my brother Abel.

- Abel?

And Julius and Kyle too?

- Jo.

- And where is Julius?

Is he alright?
- He made some mistakes.

The kind that can't...

be forgiven.

I told him to run,
and so he did.

- And will he come back?
- For his sake,

I hope not.

♪♪♪

[sighing]

[chickens cackling]

- He's brought his Voda.
Interesting.

If he asks to look at your gums,

you ask to see
what's inside his wallet.

- What?

- You better go. Go on.

- Goodendach.
- Goodendach.

After class,

can I walk you home?

I have some news
I think you should hear.

- Imagine, the bishop
allowing a girl like that

in his own home.
- A girl like what?

- Sure, the Dochta is blameless,

but the Mutta?
- What about her?

- You haven't heard?
- Nee.

[in Low German]

- So, Noah...

- Mhm.

- Are you happy
working for drug dealers?

- Nee.

- So you want
a better life for yourself

and your Brooda?

- Jo.

- So let's leave together,

the three of us.

We'll pool our resources,

find another place,
different jobs.

- I can't do that.

- Why not?

What's keeping you here?
[Noah sighs.]

Can I say something?

- I think I should go.
- From the moment I saw you

at the door, I wanted
to say this, but--

- Eva, I like you, but I'm--

- I hate that beard.

- Huh?
- It makes you look

like you live under a bridge.

If you won't come with me,

will you at least let me
give you a proper haircut

and shave that thing
off your face?

[soft music]
[scissors snipping]

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[knocking on door]

- [Abel]: Brooda!

Ah, new number,
license plate, location.

The next delivery.

- Jo.

♪♪♪

[bird hooting]
[cow mooing]

- So...

first, the bad news.

My uncle in Altona,
also Johan, died.

- Oh.

When?

- Three years ago.

They just settled
his will this week.

Guess what.

- Good news?

- He left Voda with enough money
for me to buy a farm

here, in Ontario.

- So... so you don't have
to go away to Paraguay or--?

- No.

Now, here's
the best news of all.

He already picked out a farm,

your farm.

The Funk farm. Don't be mad.

I told him I would only
accept it on one condition.

[gentle music]

Tina Funk,

will you make me
the happiest man in the world

and be my wife?

- Um...

Yes.

- And now a proper thing:

I have to ask your father
for permission.

- My mother.
- Your mother, yes.

Then it will be official.

Mrs. Fehr...

[Johan chuckling]

[distant siren blaring]

- What's wrong?
You're not eating?

If you're not going to eat it,

why don't you just
throw it away.

- Because wasting food is a sin.

- It's a what?

- Pecado.

Wasting food is a pecado.

You know what
that is, don't you?

- Eat it or throw it away.

I'm a vegetarian, and the smell
is making me sick.

Do you know a Mennonite
named Klaas Klassen?

Speak up, yes or no?
- No.

- No?

I thought you were
all cousins or something.

The Voss twins
don't know him either,

and they know all your people.

[disquieting music]

Talk to him.

Ask him about his family,

where he's from,
how he knows Julius.

And if you think he's lying,

even about a little thing...

[ominous music]

- Klassen...

[in Low German]

Klassen...

- Isaak. Isaak.

- Is there a problem?

Is there a problem?
- No.

It's just been so long
I did not recognize him.

He used to work
on my family's farm.

- And...?

- No skills, no family,

a nobody.

- And he knows Julius how?

- We're cousins.

- So we can trust him or not?

- Yes.

- Go home. When it's time

for another delivery,
we'll let you know.

- What about Julius?

He hasn't come back,
so I was wondering.

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

[cell phone buzzing]

Jo.

♪♪♪

[camera clicking]

- Looks like they died quickly.
Judging from the wounds,

whoever killed them didn't
get close enough

to ask too many questions.

- Do you think they might have--
- Talked?

If they talked,

the cartel is now
coming after you.

- And they might not
kill you so quickly.

[siren blaring]
- Anna.

- What?

- I have to protect my wife.

- Why do you have
to protect your wife, Noah?

♪♪♪
Why do you have

to protect your wife, Noah?
- Because she's the one

who opened the door.

- [Krochak]: What door?!

♪♪♪

[sound of vehicle
arriving outside]

[honking]

- I am sorry.
I know how you feel

about me coming to your house.

But there's something I'd like

to discuss... in private.

Windy called me this morning.

He wanted to know if everything
was in order with the backhoe.

So I asked him

how he got it
into the warehouse,

and do you know what he told me?

- No.

- No?

Of course not.

No. Men like that,

they're a mystery to you,

which is really just

another reason
why I've fallen...

...so deeply in love with you.

Anna Funk...

...will you marry me?

- Augustus, I...

[rap song in Low German]

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