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Previously on Barkskins...
Is that so?
(GRUNTS)
Please.
It's a trap.
We send
an Englishman.
♪♪
(MAN PANTING)
Pitié.
He wants mercy.
What else?
He's given it.
(GASPS)
- (IROQUOIS WHOOPING)
- (GUNSHOTS)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
(WOMAN CRYING)
Help me.
Done?
Wobik's well-defended.
Even he knows that.
Hopefully.
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- (DOOR OPENS)
- (BELL JINGLES)
(EXHALES)
- Captain.
- Mathilde. Delphine.
There is a fierce,
damp cold this morning.
I am preparing Monsieur
Trepagny's wedding feast.
And it is a feast
MATHILDE: Renardette.
Bouchard.
Oui? (CHUCKLES)
Hopefully it doesn't
end up in the cook pot.
For now,
I do believe
I am going to Trepagny's.
(SIGHS, GRUNTS)
Good.
(SMACK)
(HUMMING A TUNE)
A bird.
It works, Melissande.
(SIGHS)
What if you...
So it is a clever fix.
- Well, it is a fix.
- Good.
(GRUNTS)
Monsieur Sel!
No.
Yes.
Uh, it is something
you can help me with.
I'll come down.
Yes.
And in return,
- Supping together...
- No.
Yes.
I have looked.
Yes.
Good man.
- (KNOCKING)
- (CLEARS THROAT)
Merci.
Something wrong?
Oh, no.
Uh, an interaction.
(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)
I have a fire.
Unengage him.
Go on.
(COOKE EXHALES)
Mathilde. Yes.
It is beautiful.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY)
It comes to me in barrels.
Pieces of it.
You see...
We are all
criminally strange to one another.
Yes. Indeed.
What?
Oh...
I'm sorry.
Excuse me.
I shall be direct.
It should be a comfort
to you that I am here,
as it is Bill's plan to ambush
you and cut your throat.
Now,
COOKE: Yes.
As are we all.
It is truths
(DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Renardette!
Renardette.
Monsieur Bouchard.
Mr. Goames?
He intends to turn
them over to Bouchard.
For a price.
- (COINS JINGLE)
- The rest upon delivery.
Bonne chance.
(DOGS BARKING)
(EXHALES) What happened?
Bill.
The girl?
Manage them?
Now go.
Mr. Kirkpatrick?
- Dryden.
- Dryden.
No.
(INSECTS TRILLING)
No.
(SIGHS) Go on then.
- It's Trepagny.
- It is always Trepagny.
Mari, please.
Listen to me.
It is not as it sounds.
Go on then.
He has made me an
offer of land in return.
and for us
to be together.
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MARI: Bouchard.
Come on.
Yes, of course.
No.
(GRUNTS, EXHALES)
Renardette!
Come inside!
Renardette.
Renardette?
- Cooke's barrels?
- Yeah. Yes.
Nothing.
S-Salt.
Brick.
Renardette is missing,
that is what matters.
Pistols.
(BRANCHES SNAPPING)
Pistols.
(INSECTS TRILLING)
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Very well.
Come. Sit.
(LAUGHS SOFTLY)
Yes, I would like that.
(FIRE CRACKLING)
Yes.
I remember.
We made do.
Yes, we did.
Yes.
Nothing.
Go on.
Serve yourself.
Yes.
Yes, of course.
(SNIFFLES)
This is good.
(INSECTS TRILLING)
(PANTING)
(PANTING)
(BIRDS CHIRPING)
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(CHICKENS CLUCKING)
We had a deal.
Aye.
That is true.
Spare them.
vicious savage.
But you...
(GROANING)
(SPEAKING IN MOHAWK)
I want you to draw him into quarters
Mari's.
I don't know.
He deserves better.
(GRUNTING, GASPING)
(GRUNTING)
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(PANTING)
(RENE GRUNTING)
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- Renardette.
- (SHUSHES)
What is it?
- Come!
- (MEN YELLING, WHOOPING)
(PANTING)
Go on. Do it.
(GRUNTING)
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(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
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(DELPHINE EXHALES)
(DISTANT GUNSHOT)
(GUNFIRE CONTINUES)
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