200 บรรทัดแรก
Subtitles by explosiveskull
Is my food not good enough
for your refined palate?
Just not hungry.
I'll bet the kids from that god-awful orphanage ,
I betcha they would be thrilled to be here.
You wanna to back there?
Who told you that?
- Johnny, Paul and Jason. - Paul, Jason, all right.
What's going on down there?
Hush up!
Answer me.
What an ungrateful brat.
No wonder no one wanted you.
Go ahead and take me back then.
Get out of here!
Get out of here, dammit!
I'll shoot to kill.
Get out of here!
All right, show your teeth,
but get out of here!
Damn wolves.
That's all I need.
Don't you worry, girl.
You're my lady.
Don't you worry.
You're my best girl.
Hm, you know that.
I won't let anything happen to you or your daughter.
You know that.
You, you got to stop kickin' open things.
You're doing no one no good.
Okay, you settle down, get some rest.
See you in the morning.
See you in the morning.
Don't you worry.
I'm gonna fix that thing.
I'm gonna fix that thing for you.
I should've fixed it long ago.
Oh dammit.
Oh jeez.
I'll be back.
Creeper.
You know it's kind of rude to watch someone sleep.
Oh my God, stop it!
Go away!
Get away from her!
Get away!
Go, get away!
Get away from them!
Get away, go!
Get out of here!
Get the hell out of here!
Get out.
I'll kill ya!
Get out!
Get out!
Who are you?
What are you doing here?
Oh dammit.
Oh God.
What'd they do to ya?
What'd they do to ya?
What'd they do to ya, baby?
It's just me, it's just me.
Okay, okay.
Go away.
Stop.
Please, stop following me.
Go home.
Go away!
Leave me alone.
Go back home.
Why won't you just leave me alone?
You have to go home.
You can't go with me.
Go away.
Stop.
Just go home.
You can't go with me,
so just go back home, okay?
Go back.
Go home.
Follow me then.
I'm taking you back.
How long you been sleeping here?
You shot that horse.
How do you know it couldn't have gotten better?
I'll tell you how this is gonna go.
I'm gonna ask the questions,
and then you're gonna answer.
Is that clear?
Take your horse.
He keeps following me around.
He is a she.
She's in for a rough time now.
She just lost her mother.
So what are you, a runaway?
Fine, don't answer.
You'll work it out with the police anyway.
I only stayed here last night.
How old are you?
18.
Sure, and I'm 35.
I have a pituitary gland issue.
It inhibits my growth.
That's a good one.
Where'd you come up with that one?
Are you gonna call the cops?
Please don't.
Listen, you don't understand.
I can't go back there.
Please don't report me.
Please.
Last thing I need is to deal
with the cops over some juvenile delinquent
with a big vocabulary.
That horse trusts you.
Maybe you can help me get her in the stable.
And then go on your way.
I won't say a peep.
What's her name?
Filly.
Come here, Filly.
Come on.
Come on, Filly.
That's it, good girl.
Good girl, Filly.
Come on, Filly.
Come on.
That's a good girl.
- So... - Stay, Filly.
You know horses, huh?
No.
But I like animals.
Filly?
Doesn't that mean young female horse?
That's it.
Real creative.
You really spent a lot of time on that name.
Well, she's a horse, honey.
She don't care.
And I certainly don't.
Just like you don't care that you shot her mom.
If you follow that fence,
it'll take you to the road.
It's a good three-hour walk into town.
Shelly, come on.
If you're late, you know what's gonna happen.
Shelly?
Shelly?
Come on, wake up.
All right, you guys, let's go.
Grab your jackets.
We're gonna be late.
Where's, uh, where's Shelly?
Shelly!
Gerald, will you run up there
and go get her, please?
No, she's sick and has a big bruise.
You probably don't want her seeing the social worker today.
Man, that kid is more trouble than she is worth.
Okay, Caitlyn, do me a favor.
Go grab the box of protein bars, please.
They're all gone!
What, how can that be?
I just bought 'em yesterday.
Okay, come on, we actually don't have time anyway.
Let's go.
You got everything?
- Yeah. - Okay, good, good, good.
Let's go!
Here you go.
Breakfast.
There, nice grain.
You got to eat something.
Come on, eat something, here.
Look, you're mad at me.
You and I got to learn to get along.
It's just you and me now.
I'm mad at me, too.
Here.
Put this on.
I don't want to be responsible
if you freeze to death.
So Mr Crowley, how old was she?
Who?
Your horse.
She's dead.
But how old was she?
24, 24.
So the wolves got her?
Yeah.
Too bad there's an ordinance against shooting them.
I see them wolves again,
I'll shoot every damn last one of 'em.
And then I'll track down the guy
who made that ordinance.
I'll shoot him too.
When can you come by?
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