Outsiders (2016–2017): Season 2, Episode 4 - How We Hunt - full transcript

NARRATOR:
Previously on Outsiders:

First off, we block
access to the town.

I propose we fence off mountain
trails we know the Farrells use.

We're also gonna post guards
at places the Farrells raided.

I am Moregon, and
we're the Kinnah.

We come from the
Shadowside of this mountain.

So you have no men among you.
How do you maintain your number, then?

When it's time
for such things...

men are easy enough to come by.

[GRUNTING]

GUARD: Hey, Ron, got
one for the infirmary here.



- I have cancer.
WADE: It's my sister.

She was Breece's wife.

HAYLIE: Look at that. Looks like I was
wrong about when Breece started here.

Your sister should be
covered in a couple of days.

I don't know how I ever
thought this could work.

- I don't ever wanna see you again.
- What's this?

Goddamn pregnancy test. I
told you to stop seeing him.

[GASPS]

- I killed my mother.
MAN & WOMAN: Murderer.

If the Bren'in agrees, you,
Foster Farrell VI, are banished.

The Bren'in will think on it and
render a decision at a later time.

[ALL CHATTERING]

[CHATTERING STOPS]

The Big Foster we all know,
there's little need to number his sins.



There's only one
fate for that man.

MAN: That's right. Yep.

Banishment.

[CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

But what of this new Big Foster?

The one who stood
before all of us...

and openly admitted the
most heinous of crimes:

The murder of his own mother.

[CROWD MURMURING]

This new Big Foster
is not the same...

and with the world below plotting
to crush us and take our home...

well, what sense does
it make to send away...

our most dedicated warrior?

Respect to the
wisdom of the elders.

But he stays among us.
There will be no banishment.

[CROWD SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

On my knees, Bren'in,
I looked up at that man!

On my knees, over the black,
empty eye of a gun barrel...

and said farewell
to all I treasure.

My mountain, my
memories, my family.

I support your decision,
as clan law dictates I must.

But in my heart, never.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

Bren'in.

Take the cylchorah
to speak, Shurn.

All propers and all due...

but my loving boy would be here
at my side, living and breathing...

if it weren't for that devil
and his sick ambitions.

- Shurn, the cylchorah.
- Whose child dies next because of him?

And when that child dies, the
fault falls on your head, Bren'in.

Do not think that because
you know me as healer...

you can talk to
me for who I was.

My word will be respected.

[♪♪♪]

As one takes the cylchorah...

so the others fall silent.

That is custom.

There is no better
way to destroy a clan...

than to turn
against the Bren'in.

[♪♪♪]

♪ The dawn is up There's
fire on the mountain ♪

♪ They'll have to answer
for The crooked claim ♪

♪ The hollows,
they'll surround them ♪

♪ And they'll go runnin' Back to
the wretched realm they came ♪

♪ Nor will the dogs
of hell refrain ♪

♪ And the land will suffer
Those who came ♪♪

[PANTING]

We almost there?

Hey, Caleb was sniffling a
little bit on his way upstairs.

You might wanna have the school nurse
take a look at him. It's probably nothing.

Abby has play
practice till 5:15.

If my meeting goes long, I might
need you to pick her up. That work?

Wade?

Yeah. Whatever.

Okay. You're mad at me.

You think I'm being selfish.

Oh, it doesn't
matter what I think.

Obviously.

[BIG FOSTER PANTING]

Cousin, hold up.

- What you want?
- I wanna give my sorry.

The same as I'm gonna do
for all the others I've wronged.

If that's your intent,
you're gonna be occupied...

- for the next couple of years.
- I was sick.

Robbed of reason.

But I'm better now.

And I'm ready to right my
wrongs and serve my family.

Well, I'm ready to be a tall,
handsome man with regular-size ears.

That ain't likely
to happen neither.

A man can't change?

A man, yes. A monster?

No.

HASIL: There ain't gonna
be no more jackanaping.

The Bren'in, she's counting on
us to keep watch down below...

and we are gonna do it
proper from this moment on.

ENOCH: Funny how you
preaching down on us...

when you come back
with a mouse under his eye.

BARNABIS: Caught
hellfire for it. Ha-ha-ha.

This ain't the time for
foolishness and for pranking.

Now maybe y'all
need a reminder...

but the town's lawmen,
they was just here...

right up into the heart
of us without warning.

Now, it is our job to make sure
that that does not happen again.

What are y'all looking at?
You even listening to me?

Come here.

[MEN CHATTERING]

Here. You're here.

Looks that way.

[SALLY-ANN CHUCKLES]

- I'm glad you're happy to see me.
- Yeah.

I was worried.

Thought you'd be mad at me.

No. I wasn't mad at you.

- No?
- No.

I was worried
more than anything.

Seeing how you told me we
ain't got nothing in common...

I know what I said, Hasil.

The truth is...

that we got something in common.

[♪♪♪]

What's that?

I'm pregnant.

[♪♪♪]

You're not gonna say anything?

Wow.

I had a lot of time to think...

while we were walking up...

about how you'd react, and...

I guess I was hoping
that maybe you'd...

be happy.

I'm just supposed to be happy?

I'm dealing with
serious matters here.

I'm dealing with your
people attacking...

- my family, dealing with Big Foster...
- My people?

Who's back among us, and
he's ticking away like a time bomb.

And my Bren'in,
she's relying on me.

For the first time in my
life, I am necessary here.

I am so sorry that this is
an inconvenience for you.

The timing is just
perfect for me.

Hey, hey, hey. I'm sorry. Look.

- I ain't gonna let you wander off again.
- Let me?

Don't pretend to be
concerned about me.

Because clearly, you only care about
yourself and your dumb-ass family.

So, what, you just
gonna go home then?

I can't.

Because James found out.

I can't go home.

Come here. Come here.

SALLY-ANN: You're
being a real dick to me.

HASIL: I'm sorry. I'm just...

I'm a little overwhelmed
right now, that's all.

Hey, look at me.

Hey.

[SALLY-ANN SNIFFLING]

It's gonna be all right.

I just gotta ponder on
what we're gonna do.

- I was thinking I'd take care of it.
- Of course, you're gonna take care of it.

It's your child.

No, Hasil. "Take care of it"...

as in "get rid of it."

No.

Hey.

That child's half a Farrell.

[♪♪♪]

And he's gonna be
born half a Farrell.

That's what I hoped you'd say.

HASIL: Are you hungry?

Let's get you something to eat.

He's high on his horse,
bossing down on us.

Saying we gotta
be all serious now.

Skinny, little,
eight-fingered tin pot.

You know, how about this?

How about we take us a little
run in town, grab some cold beers?

Sounds better than
walking that fool fence.

It does, but how we gonna
get around that fence?

I know me a spot. We just do us a
little digging and squeeze on under.

As long as you suck in that gut.

G'WIN: Thank you, Hezzy.

I will get this organized as
soon as possible, I promise you.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Yes.

You called for me, Bren'in?

Yes. I wanted to thank you
for speaking up the way you did.

I sorely needed to hear a
friendly voice in that moment.

They don't understand, do they?

How difficult it is to lead.

They're children...

wailing like pups when a
decree displeases them.

I'm encouraged to see that your
power is undiminished by their yowling.

We're true leaders...

you and I.

Quartz rock in our
blood and bones.

Trust me to defend you,
should the need ever arise again.

[DOOR OPENS]

As a subject to your Bren'in...

shouldn't you think a
knock to announce yourself...

would be the least to offer?

Oh, I surely agree.

Thing is, I sometimes
forget that she's my Bren'in...

and look on her as my wife.

Thing about being an
old married couple...

you get to be all informal.

You ever married, darling?

I've been accused of
many crimes in my lifetime...

but keeping a man from
his wife is not amongst them.

- I take my leave. Thank you, Bren'in.
- Thank you.

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

That lady gives me the creeps.

Is trouble the only
language your tongue knows?

- What do you want?
- I gotta find my boy.

I've been back near
a day and a half.

Tracker such as he is, he
should've been right behind me.

- He will be back.
- What about that fence you told me of?

What if he's caught on the other
side, can't find passage around?

- Could be he's hurt.
- Well, this is a breath of sweet air.

You, worried about your boy...

after throwing shame and
abusing him his whole life.

- All right. I'm changed.
- He don't know that.

Maybe he was on his way up,
heard you come back living...

turned and left us for
good. I wouldn't blame him.

I'm putting a party together. I'm
setting off to find him, and that's that.

With your kind permission.

Which I do not grant.

I need you to help with a serious
matter that concerns all the clans.

Hezzy Shay tells me that our
smokehouse is dangerously low on meat.

The autumn hunt, it
has to happen tomorrow.

- Three weeks till autumn.
- I realize that.

Winter's coming. We can't
be caught without provisions.

Now, you're our best hunter.

So I would like you to lead the clan
in the hunt if you feel strong enough.

Yeah. I'm healed sufficient.

I'll start in making
preparations.

DOCTOR: Look over to your right.

Yeah.

Look over to your left.

Good.

- What's your name?
- Foster Farrell VIII. That's my name.

That's, you know... That's a lot of name,
but you're a big man, so it suits you.

Who's the president
of the United States?

I don't know that.

It's probably best that you don't know.
It'll keep your blood pressure down.

It doesn't look like there's
been any permanent damage.

Next time you wanna bang
your head against something...

try using your pillow.

All right.

While you're here, I'm gonna
give you some basic survival advice.

Keep your head down, and
be very careful who you trust.

- And why should I trust you?
- Ha, ha. That's very good. You learn fast.

Finally, now, this one is the
most important thing. Okay?

Never forget your
reason to keep on living.

It can be a person or a place. Just
write it down, keep it close to you...

and look at it
whenever you need.

I can't write.

No, but that's okay.

It's all right. I'll give you a pad
and a paper. You can draw it.

Take this. I'll clear
it with the guards.

Draw the thing that's
going to keep you alive...

because, son, you're
going to need it.

WADE: Hey, Jenny. Fill that up.

Ain't got coffee at
headquarters, Wade?

- Battery acid is more like it.
- Coffee's on me, Jenny.

That's okay, Henry. I got it.

Your money's no
good here, sheriff.

Let me get in on the
good side of the law.

Might kill my wife any day now.

Gonna need you
to turn a blind eye.

Yeah. Well, thanks.

- How is Dorothy?
- How are you?

Heard you took
a hell of a tumble.

No. Not really.

Well, that cast there
looks pretty serious.

It's just sprained. Thank you.

Ahem. Okay, Hank. Don't
you go killing your wife. Okay?

She's the only one who
gonna put up with you.

- Nice write-up in the Lexington Gazette.
- What's that?

About you arresting that Farrell
shit that murdered Breece Dobbs.

WADE: What the hell's
this? I'm quoted in this article.

I never gave a damn quote.

"We're pleased to have solved a crime
that has impacted not only Blackburg...

but my family and I on a
profoundly personal level."

- Sounds like something you'd say.
- It's horseshit.

I don't know what
you want me to tell you.

Go retract it. It might raise
eyebrows, but whatever.

There's a man in County right
now. I helped put him in there.

That's weighing on me
pretty heavy right now.

All right, Wade.

Wade. Stop, stop.

You're making this so
complicated. It's super-simple.

You just have to believe it.

- We got the guy.
- What are you talking about?

- We got the guy. Yes, yes.
- No, no, no.

We got a guy. I wanna catch the
person that killed my brother-in-law.

Call me a stickler for detail, I'd like it
to be the person who actually killed him.

We got him. That's
the guy. He's guilty.

Repeating a lie 100 times
over does not make it the truth.

Any other sheriff would be
thrilled to make an arrest like this.

- Get this buttoned up.
- You're not listening.

So you listen to me. Hold on.
You need to claim this, Wade.

All right? Claim it as your own.

You need to tell everybody
100 miles in every direction:

"Look what I did. I got him."

Because after your
recent accident...

you wanna put all that talk in
town to rest? You need a win.

You hear?

[♪♪♪]

Damn it.

[GRUNTING]

I just thought that since she's carrying
a Farrell child, maybe she could stay.

When before has an outsider
been allowed to live among us?

Never, as far as I know, but, I
mean, we got the Kinnah here now.

The Kinnah are of this mountain.

The clans look at folks one
way: Either you're kin or you're not.

And your girl ain't kin.

I'm sorry, Hasil, but right
now, I can't allow her up here.

Maybe one day?

I make no promises.

I just... I don't
know what to do.

Hasil, you can't keep looking
at me to solve your problems.

Now, if you're man enough to create a life,
you are man enough to make a decision.

Just remember,
your family's up here.

[♪♪♪]

You gave me a
lot of responsibility.

Wouldn't feel right
walking away from it.

So you come to a decision then?

- I suppose I have.
- She can stay here tonight.

I'll excuse you from the hunt.

But first thing tomorrow, you take her
back down and you tell her your choice.

Don't get all worked up.

Don't go sounding no alarm.

We'll be in and out
in jackrabbit time.

Just gonna grab some
libations and be on our way.

Here's a little
something from us to you.

With our thanks.

Come to papa, little
darlings. It's been too long.

- You fellas really don't wanna be here.
- Hey!

Put them down, nice and careful.

Then get the hell out.

Don't never come
back, you Farrells.

Okay, okay. Okay, listen
up, you all. Listen up.

Look, I hear what you're saying,
and I understand your concerns.

Could something go wrong?
Could somebody get hurt? Of course.

Anything can happen, but
we can meet here every week...

and we can talk, and get
angry, and print flyers up...

and nothing is gonna change.

We have to take action.

We have to take this to the next level,
and the next level is public protest.

Anybody here who's
uncomfortable with...

what we're gonna do
tomorrow, you just get up and go.

No judgment.

All right?

We'll still consider you
all a part of the group.

It's okay.

And we'll still consider
you there in spirit.

Okay. We've got work to do.

I'm gonna talk through tomorrow
so everybody understands...

exactly what's gonna happen. I
don't want there to be any confusion.

Confusion will
get us into trouble.

You know, we got
tall concerns about...

how we're gonna manage
the yields of years past...

when we're cut off from land
on the other side of that fence.

How about you worry about
the hunt when it's done...

and you limp out of the woods
empty-handed. Same as last year.

- I never did.
- Well, that must've been this one.

[CHUCKLES]

PHIL'UP: Company.

These are the weapons you
surrendered to your Bren'in?

BIG FOSTER: Yeah, some of them.

She know they're once
more in your hands?

Well, I hope so, because
she put them there.

I'll not lie, I'm surprised.

Well, you can be
surprised elsewhere.

- We got us a hunt to prepare for.
MOREGON: You'll hunt with these?

Must be very poor
huntsmen indeed.

Excuse me?

Why else would you require such
an unfair advantage over your prey?

Look, lady, we got a near-empty
smokehouse, and I aim to fill it up.

Now, we will be trapping...

using spears, bow and arrow,
but guns, they get the job done...

quick and certain.

So you rely on the vicious
weapon of the world below...

- instead of your hunting
skills? BIG FOSTER: All right!

- You don't like guns. We...
- I did not say that.

Guns have their place...

and their use.

But to kill a creature
whose flesh will sustain...

from a cowardly distance?
Where's the honor in that?

- And where is the honor in starving?
- That meat will be tainted.

Then don't eat it.

The Kinnah will join your hunt.

I think you'll find
we're excellent hunters.

Oh! Oh, oh. I'm sure you are.

Since you showed up here
all skinny and pale, hat in hand.

Now, why don't you get out of
the way and let us do the hunting?

Because you don't know the
land where we find the best game.

We don't find it, sir.

We allow it to find us.

[♪♪♪]

EMELYE: Mother Mountain...

lead the most considerable
of your creatures to us...

so that we may be sustained
during the long winter to come.

And let tomorrow's hunt be
remembered for years to come...

as one of the most bountiful
in the history of all the clans.

[CHANTS IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

And now we celebrate.

MAN 1: Yeah! MAN 2: All right!

[ALL CHEERING AND
UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[MAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

SALLY-ANN: You
can go if you want.

I ain't gonna leave you.

Plus, it's better this way.

Just the two of us.

Three of us.

[♪♪♪]

[SIGHS]

I just want you to know
that whatever happens...

You make me nervous when
you say "whatever happens."

What do you mean?

Future, I guess.

[ALL WHOOPING AND CHEERING]

Not as much fun when
you wear the crown, is it?

I've had my share of fun.
More would only be more.

One dance...

with your rotten old husband?

Yeah?

Maybe at the
celebration next autumn.

[CROWD CHANTING
IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

[♪♪♪]

You sure you wanna leave now?

You can join the hunt. We got
our whole lives ahead of us...

- so another day won't hurt.
- It's best if we leave now.

Ain't no need for a
bunch of long goodbyes.

You're nervous.

I can tell.

We should go.

Come on.

[♪♪♪]

[BOAR SQUEALING]

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

Yeah!

[IMITATING ANIMAL CALL]

[ANIMAL CALLING IN DISTANCE]

[♪♪♪]

[GUN CLICKS]

[SIGHS]

Piece of crap.

[GOBBLING]

[WHISPERING] I'll get the
big one. You get the little one.

PHIL'UP [WHISPERING]:
Okay, I got it.

- One...
- One.

- Two...
- Two.

- Three.
- Three.

[TURKEYS SQUAWKING AND GUNSHOTS]

Yeah.

[ELK GROANS THEN SQUEALING]

[ELK GRUNTING SOFTLY]

[SIGHING]

ALL [CHANTING]: Coal kills
the Earth. Coal kills the sky.

Coal gets the money.

We get to die.

Coal kills the Earth.

I'm here for a job, you stupid bitches.
I don't work, my family don't eat.

We get to die.
Coal kills the Earth.

Coal kills the sky.

Coal gets the money. We
get to die. Coal kills the Earth.

I help your sister, and
this is the thanks I get.

- I understand.
- She's got insurance because of me.

- This is how she shows her appreciation?
- She doesn't know that.

- Let me talk to her.
- I want them out of here now.

If you'll let me speak to
them, I'll take care of it.

Coal kills the Earth.

Okay, folks! Listen.
Private property.

It's a peaceful protest, Wade.

Yeah. Look, I understand
that. You're welcome to protest.

Just do it over here, out
by the side of the road...

or on the other
side. That's fine.

- We're not leaving.
- Coal kills the Earth.

- You're making me look pretty bad.
- I don't care.

I care what they're
doing to our community.

- Come on.
- You're taking her side over ours?

- You should be ashamed of yourself.
- She got you the insurance.

She's the one taking care
of you. Come on. Let's go.

You think that makes it all square
and right, huh? You killed my husband.

- Jesus Christ. Want me to arrest you?
- You're killing our town. Yeah.

You wanna arrest me? Go
ahead. You want me out of here?

Yeah. Go ahead. Yeah?
You see this? Go ahead.

Yeah! That's right.

- Keep up the good work.
- Ledda, come on.

[ALL SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

- God, you are such a dick.
- Hey!

- You're such a...
- Get in the car. I don't wanna hear you.

Can you stop that?

Jesus Christ. Can you
stop filming, please?

Coal kills the Earth.

I'll have some deputies come
down and take care of them. Okay?

LEDDA: I hope you're happy.

WADE: I hope you're happy. LEDDA:
Yeah? Good job of that yourself.

You don't need my help.

WADE: I told you to
shut up the whole way.

Yeah, well, you shut up.

Yeah!

Well, even cut off from the land
below, I think we did fine work.

Last year's hunt was more
plentiful, memory serve...

but if we're careful, cut our portions,
should be able to make the winter fine.

- You think so?
- Yeah. Oh, yeah.

Ooh-whee!

How you doing, Foster?

Year after year, you always
capture the biggest prize.

Don't see why the
rest of us even try.

Well, I've been at it
longer than you, boy.

Take your purpose
a little more serious.

Maybe next time, you can bring in
something bigger than a chipmunk.

[ALL LAUGH]

My Bren'in pleased?

Well, I think you proved
that you're our best hunter.

I did.

WOMAN: Oh, my goodness.

[CROWD MURMURING]

Maybe I spoke too soon.

Well, don't feel bad, Foster.

Next year, you take your
purpose a little more serious...

you could be top hunter again.

[♪♪♪]

G'WIN: Fine work.

Let's get all this meat
to Hezzy's smokehouse.

[♪♪♪]

[BANGING ON DOOR]

HEZZY: Help!

Let me out!

Somebody help me! Let me out!

MAN: No! Hezzy!

Hezzy!

BHRADAIN: Get back! Get back.
PHIL'UP: Come on. Get back. Get back.

Where's Hezzy? Where's Hezzy?

- He's in there.
- Croaked. Croaked, maybe, sad to say.

The smokehouse was his life.
No way he'd leave if it fell to peril.

I think he got burned up,
along with everything else inside.

- Everything?
- Yeah. All gone to charcoal now.

- I wonder who had a hand in that.
- You're like a beetle up my backside.

This is what comes for
allowing the devil back in...

- and putting him in charge of the hunt.
- If you got something to say, say it.

Kinnah women outhunted
him. Made him look like a fool.

So he burned up all
the game out of spite.

You watch your crooked tongue.

Perhaps the woman is right. I've
heard stories of your past cruelties.

Hotheadedness can
lead a man to do...

- destructive things. BIG
FOSTER: You ain't one of us.

All right? You got
no right speaking.

You got no right to destroy the bounty
the Kinnah delivered to your Bren'in.

Okay. Okay, enough! III talk and
accusations won't bring back our loss.

No. Our only concern should be
replacing the meat lost in the flame...

- and finding poor Hezzy's remains.
- I'm taking some men on a run.

We got less land to hunt. The
land we got, we just hunted clean.

The run will fill up our
larders quick and easy.

ENOCH: It won't work.

BIG FOSTER: What are you saying?
- A run, it won't work.

Me and Barnabis, we went down to
town to try and grab us some beer.

- You what?
- We truly sorry, Bren'in.

We know we done wrong,
and you'd be right to punish us...

but they got guards
carrying fire at every store.

Ain't no way we could manage
a run without blood being spilt.

Okay. There will be no runs.

- A second hunt is our only answer.
MOREGON: Not to worry, Bren'in.

Kinnah can always
find fresh meat.

Oh, yeah, right. Whatever
the hell that means.

BHRADAIN: Nothing we can do
now. Shurn, he's gone. Come on.

[SCRIBBLING]

[♪♪♪]

CROWD [CHANTING]:
Coal gets the money.

Keep up the good work.

CROWD: Coal kills the
Earth. Coal kills the sky.

WADE: Hey! LEDDA:
You're such a dick.

WADE: Ledda, Jesus Christ.

Could you stop filming, please?

CROWD: Coal kills the Earth.

- I'm going up. I'll check on Caleb.
- Mm-hm.

[LEDDA SIGHS]

I wanted to tell you about
the protest beforehand...

but I knew that you
would try and stop me.

I figured, if something went
wrong, you'd be protected...

if you didn't know
anything in advance.

- Put me in a pretty bad position.
- Yeah, I know.

I already got half the town
looking at me like I'm a fool.

I don't need you working
to convince the other half.

Well, I'm sorry.

Just...

think about other people
every once in a while.

Let's not fight, Wade.

I don't want there
to be bad feelings.

We don't have time.

[TRAIN HORN BLARING IN DISTANCE]

[DOGS BARKING IN DISTANCE]

What are you doing? Come on.

There's something
that I got to, um... Ahem.

[HASIL SIGHS]

This, um...

This is gonna be tough.

I know.

But it'll get easier.

I promise.

[♪♪♪]

Okay.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

- Oh, hell. HASIL: Wait.

You lay one goddamn hand
on me, I'll scream like a girl.

Butch, I need your help.

MIKE: You know,
beggars can't be choosers...

but I spent the last year
and a half out of work...

praying for a job,
but this sucks.

Nothing to do but look
at the trees all day long.

Man, tell me about it.
I'm going out of my mind.

I ain't seen one damn Farrell.
Just a bunch of birds and squirrels.

- And I hate it.
LUKE: Well, hold up.

What the hell?

Is this for real?

MIKE: Um...

- Hold up right
there. LUKE: Hey.

MIKE: I'm gonna have to stop
you. LUKE: Excuse me, ladies.

[CHUCKLING]

Hello, I'm Mike. This is Luke.

You don't talk much, do you?

[LUKE MOANING]

LUKE: Yeah.

Damn.

[MOANING]

Harder.

Sexy.

Oh, hey, how you doing?

[YELLS]

Guess he's having fun.

Oh, hey.

Hey.

[GASPS AND YELLS]

[GRUNTING]

[♪♪♪]

Translated by: Will Motomura