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[๋ฏธ๋“œ๋กœ ์˜์–ด๊ณต๋ถ€][Mimicking] ๋ฉ˜ํƒˆ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŠธ Mentalist S02-E04 ์‹œ์ฆŒ2 ์—ํ”ผ4 English subtitle ์‰๋„์ž‰ ๋ฏธ๋ฏธํ‚น ์˜์–ด์ž๋ง‰ ์˜์–ดํšŒํ™”

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window ํ‚ค + ์ขŒ์šฐ ๋ฐฉํ–ฅํ‚ค

 

๐Ÿงก ๊ตต์€ ๊ธ€์”จ : ์ตํž ๊ตฌ๋ฌธ

๋ฐ‘ ์ค„ : ์ž˜ ์•ˆ๋“ค๋ฆฌ๋Š” ๋ถ€๋ถ„

* : ๊ตต์€ ๊ธ€์”จ ๋ถ€์—ฐ ์„ค๋ช…, ์‚ฌ์ „ ๋œป

# :  ์”ฌ ์ „ํ™˜, ์ƒํ™ฉ ์ „ํ™˜

 

# Deerfield, California

Oh, it's lovely.


It's a crime scene.

It's a lovely crime scene.


Hey. couple joggers
found our John Doe
On their morning run.
body's still pretty fresh,
So it must've happened last night.

No signs of an entry or exit wound *๊ด€ํ†ต์ƒ

means cause was probably
A blunt force trauma to the head. *์™ธ์ƒ

 

And they brought in the grown-ups
Because they couldn't decide
whose sandbox it was?


Right. body's right on
the city line.
<i>the only thing
they can agree on</i>
Is that it was
a carjacking gone wrong.
Wallet, watch, wedding band--
everything gone.

Oh, not everything.
killer would have been
Very frustrated to not
be able to take this.

Looks like a wheel.


Motorcycle wheel.

don't buy it as a carjacking.
maybe the murderer was
Covering it up as one,
but if you're after
Someone's car and valuables,
you grab and bolt. *๋‹ฌ์•„๋‚˜๋‹ค
You don't waste time
taking off a cuff link.


Right.

Carjacking--
a gunshot or a stab wound
Is more likely than a beating.


Beating like this takes time.
The murder was personal.


No surprise there.
The haircut, the suit,
the cologne--
This man had enemies.


His cologne tells you
he had enemies?

Sure.
okay, confrontational. ๋Œ€๋ฆฝํ˜• ์ธ๊ฐ„ ์ด์—์š”
Finishing touch on a wardrobe that says, ํ–ฅ์ˆ˜๋กœ ์˜ท์ฐจ๋ฆผ์„ ๋งˆ๋ฌด๋ฆฌ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ฃ 
"Pay attention. Show respect."
This was an extrovert
tough guy, a professional,
A backroom politician ๋ง‰ํ›„ ์ •์น˜๊ฐ€๋‚˜
or a lawyer, a fixer,
The type that's good with people, ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์„ ์ž˜ ๋‹ค๋ฃจ๋Š” ํƒ€์ž…์ด์—์š”
Making people do things
they maybe don't want to do.

<i>uh, what he is, is useless
until we know who he is.</i>

Well,
I can do that, too.

Oh, no, Jane. I, uh, I checked.
the phone's not on him.

The signal light's still on.
phone's in range.

His assailant probably *attacker
threw it in the trees.
What are you doing?


I'm making a call.


But you don't have the phone.


I have my voice.

You still need the phone. want
to use the voice activation,
You need its names and numbers.


There is one name
programmed into every phone,
Particularly into one
belonging to a middle-aged man
That was wearing a wedding band.
Home.

Hello?

Hello.
This is Patrick Jane
From the California Bureau of Investigation.
I was wondering if you knew
a man 6-feet tall, mid 40s,
Salt and pepper hair, * ํฌ๋—ํฌ๋—ํ•œ
gray custom-made suit,
Weighing about 192,
give or take? *(~์˜) ์ฐจ์ด๋Š” ์žˆ์„์ง€ ๋ชฐ๋ผ๋„[์–ผ์ถ”]

 

That's my husband
Gordon Hodge.


Gordon Hodge, hmm.

You said you're from CBI?
Is something wrong?

Uh, just a sec.
It's for you.

Hello?

 

#
I knew something
like this would happen,
Sooner or later.

Well, was your husband
Having some sort
of trouble lately?

Gordon was a criminal attorney
with a very special practice.
He had only one client--
the sinner saints.

Bikers, are they?

Yeah, they're one of the top
biker gangs in the state.
They run some legit businesses,
but mostly they're into
Drugs and prostitution,
low-rent protection rackets, ๋ณดํ˜ธ๋ช…๋ชฉ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฑธ๋กœ ๋ˆ์„ ๋œฏ์ฃ 
That kind of thing.

For years, I begged him
to get out, but Gordon said that
A lawyer never abandons
his client. it's unethical.
It's what he always called them--
Never "the gang",
always "the client".

When was the last time you saw him?

Yesterday morning, before work.
Gordon used to meet
these people at all hours--
That's how they are.
so we didn't get worried
When he didn't come home
last night.

Had he been acting
differently lately?

He'd been more on edge
the last week or so.
I think something happened
at work, but I'm not sure what.

Did you ask him about it?

No, never.
work was off-limits. * ๋…ผ์˜ ๊ธˆ์ง€์˜

He said it was boring.

What was the real reason?
Do you think he was ashamed,
or he sensed your shame?

He wanted to protect us.

Would his colleagues at the office
Have known what was going on?


No.
he was a one-man shop.
Didn't even have a secretary.
Gordon didn't trust anyone
with his business.

Any idea who might have wanted to kill him?

Well, you might want
to ask his client.
He knew all their secrets.
He probably learned something
that he shouldn't have.

Either of you ever meet
any of those scumbags?

No.

You two must be very torn--
living in such a beautiful home,
Driving nice cars,
going to good schools,
All paid for
by dangerous criminals,
Or, uh, "scumbags,"
as my colleague says.

Do I wish that Gordon would've
defended civil rights leaders?
Yes, of course!
But he believed that everyone
had a constitutional right
To have a good defense.
he had his principles.

Thank you for your time.

 

#
Did you go to some interview
school I've never heard of?
Next time, get the facts,
save the editorial. ์‚ฌ์„ค์€ ๋นผ๊ณ 


Yes, ma'am.

I know. Jane did it, too.
he's not a CBI agent.
From you, I expect
professional standards.


Yes, boss.

That was the captain
of the local c.h.i.p.s. ๊ณ ์†๋„๋กœ ์ˆœ์ฐฐ๋Œ€์˜ ์—ฐ๋ฝ ์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค
Hodge's car was just fished out
of a lake about a mile from
The murder scene--
no good for prints. ์“ธ๋งŒํ•œ ์ง€๋ฌธ์€ ์—†๊ณ ์š”
He said that two weeks back,
they busted Hodge
At a highway rest stop,
walking to his car

with 2 ounces of coke and 2 ounces of meth in his pockets.
Nailed him with felony possession... *(๋ฒ”์ธ์„) ์žก๋‹ค, ๊ฒ€๊ฑฐํ•˜์—ฌ ์œ ์ฃ„๋ฅผ ๋ฐํžˆ๋‹ค

 

Nice.

Only the DA dropped the charges.
There was some
unlawful search technicality. *(๋ฒ•๋ฅ ·๊ทœ์น™ ๋“ฑ์—์„œ, ํŠนํžˆ ๋ถ€๋‹นํ•ด ๋ณด์ด๋Š”) ์„ธ๋ถ€ ์กฐํ•ญ

 

Either Hodge is a great lawyer...
Or the DA turned him
in exchange for dropping the charges

--planned to use him as an informant.


Well, if the saints found out--

<i>Yeah, they'd kill him.
they did know about the charges.</i>
Their boss, Von mcbride,
posted Hodge's bail.


Well, talk to your friends
at the DA.
Find out what the story is there.
Jane and I will go
talk to the Sinner saints.


Okay, be careful.

You want me to come for backup?


Uh, no. talk to forensics about the car.
Jane, let's go. now, please?
Come on.

 

#
Beautiful, huh?

No, not really.
I fail to see the charm. ๋ญ๊ฐ€ ์ข‹์€์ง€ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒ ์–ด์š”

It's the glamour of mobility. * (ํ”ํžˆ ๋ถ€์™€ ์‹ ๋ถ„์— ๋”ฐ๋ฅธ) ํ™”๋ คํ•จ[๋งค๋ ฅ]
That's why the girls
went for Cain and not Abel.

Is that right?


Yeah. nomads--
sexier than farmers.
They have romance.

Lisbon.

I spoke to my friend in the DA's office.
They didn't make a deal with Hodge.
They let him go 'cause
the case was less than ironclad, *์ด์˜๋ฅผ ์ œ๊ธฐํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์—†๋Š”, ๋ณ€๊ฒฝํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์—†๋Š” (→cast-iron (2))
And they've already lost too
many to Hodge and the Saints.
Last 10 years, they've beaten
the rap in over 50 cases-- *rap (๋ฒ”์ฃ„ ์‚ฌ์‹ค ๋“ฑ์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ) ํ˜์˜
์ง€๋‚œ 10๋…„๋™์•ˆ 50๊ฑด์ด๋‚˜ ๊นจ์กŒ๋Œ€์š”


Murder, rape, drug-trafficking.
They're bulletproof.

Nobody's bulletproof.

Well, DA says to stay away from them,
That they're bad news.

Good, sound lawyerly advice. ๋ฒ•๋ฅ ๊ฐ€ ๋‹ค์šด ์กฐ์–ธ์ด๊ตฐ
I'll take that under advisement. ์ถฉ๊ณ ๋Š” ๊ณ ๋ คํ• ๊ฒŒ *…์„ ์ˆ™๊ณ ํ•˜๋‹ค, (๋ณ€ํ˜ธ์‚ฌ๊ฐ€)[์‚ฌ๊ฑด]์„ ๋– ๋งก๋‹ค
You ready?

Whew!

 

#
There's romance for you.
We're with the CBI.
We're looking for Von Mcbride.

Not here, which is where you need to be.

Well, can you tell us where he is?

No. I cannot.

 

Listen, we're here for information,
Not trouble, guys.

Well, we've got nothing to say.

I can take you in if you want me to.
I prefer to talk here.


Like I said, there's nothing to talk about.
We're not doing anything illegal.

Mr. Mcbride?


It was nice talking to you.

Your focus on
this pressing matter ์ƒํ™ฉ์„ ์‹ ๊ฒฝ ์“ฐ๋Š” ๊ฒƒ์„ ๋ณด๋‹ˆ
Suggests you're
the man in charge here.


Yeah, well,
keep on walking, blondie.

We just have a few questions
for you. it won't take long.

Yeah, well, I'm sorry. I don't,
uh, talk to police officers
On the advice of my lawyer.

Your lawyer's dead.

Yeah, I heard that.
but his advice is still good.
means your business here is done. ์ด์ œ ๊ทธ๋งŒ ๊ฐ€์‹œ์˜ค

Oh. you don't want to know
who the informant is, then?

What informant?


Oh, I'm sorry.
forget I spoke. ๋ชป ๋“ค์€ ๊ฑธ๋กœ ํ•ด์š”
Oh, I'm so sorry.

You messing with me? ์žฅ๋‚œํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์•ผ?


Yeah, I'm messing with you.
there's no informant.

Come here.

You touch him,
and I'll arrest you.

<i>I would love to see you
try and do that.</i>

What's your name?

Xander.

Xander,
your threats are empty. ํ˜‘๋ฐ•ํ•ด๋ดค์ž์˜ˆ์š”
She's a state agent.
You're not gonna
lay a finger on her,
And you know that,
so why play tough? ์™œ ์„ผ ์ฒ™ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ฃ ?
W-where's that come from,
this need to intimidate?

I'm a sadist,
and I bore easily.

Oh. me, I see
a difficult childhood--
Bad parenting,
a lot of torment.
But I also see how that suffering gave you
Great powers of empathy
and a strong creative side,
And those are the qualities
You should try and nurture
in yourself.
Not this brutish character *์•ผ์ˆ˜ ๊ฐ™์€
you try to hide behind. ์ˆจ์œผ๋ ค๊ณ  ํ•˜์ง€ ๋ง๊ณ ์š”

Oh, that's Xander,
all right.
Full of empathy.
You guys want a drink?

Sure.

 

#
So what's this crap
about an informant?

How long have you known about
Hodge's taste for coke and meth?

Couple years.
Guy liked to party,
but he could still do his job.


Couldn't have been too thrilled ๋‹ฌ๊ฐ‘์ง€๋Š” ์•Š์•˜๊ฒ ๊ตฐ์š”
when he got busted.


Case got dropped.

Must've wondered why.

Illegal search.


Yeah.
Either that or Hodge,
uh, flipped on you. ํ˜ธ์ง€๊ฐ€ ๋‹น์‹ ์„ ์†์˜€๊ฒ ์ฃ 

That son of a--


Hold on a second, diamond.
he didn't flip.
There is no informant.

Where were you
last night?

Right here.

And I got 30 other brothers
Who will vouch for me *(~์ด ์‚ฌ์‹ค์ž„์„·์ข‹์Œ์„) ํ™•์‹คํžˆ ์ธ์ •ํ•˜๋‹ค[ํ™•์ธํ•˜๋‹ค] (=confirm)
and each other.
Look, man,
none of my guys did this.
We loved Gordon, man. he was
like a member of the club.

You know, he couldn't ride
worth a damn. ์ž˜ ํƒ€์ง€๋Š” ๋ชปํ–ˆ์ง€๋งŒ

 

No, he couldn't, huh?
He tried, though.

Then who killed him?

My guess?
Probably some other motorcycle club
Looking to put us out of business--
Chaos brigade, Bolos plata.

 

#
Get your hands
off of me! get off me!
Help! get your hands
off of me!
Get off of me!
Get off of me!


Let her go,
and back away!
Back away now!


Get your hands off me!
You're murderers!
All of you!

Ma'am, take it easy. ์ง„์ •ํ•˜์„ธ์š”
I'm CBI.
Ma'am!
Police. Stop!

Ma'am!


Who was that?
she a friend of yours?

Never seen her before.
Mentally deranged,
seems like. poor thing.

You know, you're a very good liar.
Most people subconsciously
signal dishonesty,
But you? there's nothing.
no inner conflict.
Usually, that's the mark
Of what shrinks
like to call a sociopath.

Well, if by "sociopath,"
you mean that if you cross me, ๋‹น์‹ ์ด ๋‚ด ์‹ ๊ฒฝ์„ ๊ฑฐ์Šค๋ฅด๋ฉด
I would enjoy watching you
suffer pain before I kill you...
Then, yeah,
I'm a sociopath.
See ya.

Bye.

 

#
So we talked to the gang unit.
There's no other biker gang
would cross the Saints ์„ธ์ธ์ธ ๋ž‘ ๋ถ™์–ด์„œ ์‹ธ์šฐ๋ ค๋Š”
And run the risk of starting
a war that they couldn't win.

This is incredible.
you should see this.

Hold on. anything on
the woman in the parking lot?

Sinner saints have
their own web site.

Really?


yeah.

We cross-checked registrations
of the truck model and color
With driver's license photos
fitting her description.
No hits. ๋‚˜์˜จ ๊ฒŒ ์—†์–ด์š”

truck must be registered to her husband
Or other family member.
Mcbride's clamming up about her *(๋ˆ„๊ฐ€ ๋ฌป๋Š” ์‚ฌํ•ญ์— ๋Œ€ํ•ด) ์ž…์„ ๊ผญ ๋‹ค๋ฌผ๋‹ค[๋ง์„ ์•ˆ ํ•˜๋‹ค]
means he's hiding something.

He's merged two other gangs
into the Saints in the last
Five years. it's the fastest
growing gang in the nation.


Go to Hodge's office.
See if you can find anything on
the gang's operation that pops.
And have the Deerfield PD
Issue a BOLO *Be On Look Out : A broadcast issued from a law enforcement agency to others, typically containing information about a wanted suspect, a person of interest, or a related vehicle.


on the woman's pickup truck.


Okay.

You can buy logo merchandise--
Sinner saints coffee mugs,
Decals, beach towels. whoa! *a picture, design, or label that will stick to the surface on which it is placed after the paper on the back of it is removed
And some various other


interesting little knickknacks. *(์žฅ์‹์ ์ธ) ์ž‘์€ ๋ฌผ๊ฑด; ์ž์ง€๋ ˆํ•œ ์žฅ์‹ ๊ตฌ, ํŒจ๋ฌผ

 

Nice.

Yeah. well, if they do it,
we should do it.
A range of casual wear, maybe?
Sensible shoes? *(๋ฉ‹์žˆ๊ธฐ๋ณด๋‹ค๋Š”) ์‹ค์šฉ์ ์ธ

I'll get right on that. ๋ฐ”๋กœ ์‹œ์ž‘ํ• ๊ฒŒ์š”

Okay. Lisbon loafers.

 

#
Found something, boss.
These are Gordon Hodge's cell phone calls
From the night of the murder.
All were routine business calls--
Von mcbride, other lawyers,
court officials.
But it's the last call that bumps. ๊ฑธ๋ฆฌ๋„ค์š”
7:23, incoming from a Constance Hoyt.
"current address unknown."


Must not want people finding her.

Well, I went back three months--
A lot of calls
between her and Hodge.

Did you try the number? ์ „ํ™”ํ•ด๋ดค์–ด?


Twice. got one of those
computer voice mail messages.
Plus, I ran her name
through the DMV *Department of Motor Vehicles
For registration
of a black pickup truck.
She's not your parking lot woman.


Check Von Mcbride's cell phone records.
See if he had any contact
with this Constance Hoyt.

Bingo.
couple of chatty Cathys. *์ˆ˜๋‹ค์Šค๋Ÿฌ์šด, ์žฌ์ž˜๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ๋Š”


Talking three or four
times a day.
Either she's his mom, or...


His girlfriend.

 

#
Constance?
We just have a couple
questions for you.

I'll drive!


No time!
Boss, seat belt.


Go!

Bike's got too much muscle. ์˜คํ† ๋ฐ”์ด๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋นจ๋ผ
you're gonna have to--

 

Don't move.

Keep your hands where I can see 'em


Do not even think of moving.

gotta get you
out of the office more. ์ž์ฃผ ๋ฐ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๋‚˜์™€์•ผ๊ฒ ๋Š”๋ฐ?

You are under arrest.

 

#
You got Hodge's office key?

So what's your problem
with bikers?

I hate bikers.

Why's that?

My dad was a biker.

Really?
I didn't know that.


No? I thought you
read my file.

 

Well, it says he was a big-time criminal. *๋Œ€๊ทœ๋ชจ๋กœ, ๋Œ€๋‹จํžˆ
Didn't specify
any affiliations. *(๊ฐœ์ธ์˜ ์ •์น˜·์ข…๊ต์ ) ์†Œ์†[๊ฐ€์ž…]

Jimmy marks * (๋„๋‘‘๋“ค์ด ๋ฌธ์ด๋‚˜ ์ฐฝ๋ฌธ์„ ์—ด๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ๊ฐ€์ง€๊ณ  ๋‹ค๋‹ˆ๋Š” ์งง์€) ์‡ ๋ง‰๋Œ€
on the doorknob.

Doubt that was part of the original decor.

Doors clear.

Clear.

Desk clear.
Cracks are on the outside
of the window.
Means a previous
break-in attempt.
Think they were
looking for something,
Or just trying to
send a message?


Message was definitely
a part of it.

 

#
Do you prefer "constance,"
or "diamond"?

I prefer to get the hell out of here.


You ran from the police,
endangered the lives
Of two agents. you could be
here a couple of days.

 

I don't think that's right.

<i>why'd you run?


I ran because I'm dead if
anyone sees me talking to cops.</i>
The saints are all paranoid
about informants now,
Which is why
I'm not saying a word.


Tell us about your affair
with Gordon Hodge.

 

I wasn't sleeping with Gordon.

Oh.
Uh... yes, you were.

It was only a few months.
we were just having fun.
It's not like Von doesn't
sleep around on me and...
Gordon treated me nice.

You had genuine feelings
for him.

He was decent.
He never looked down on you.
Just got sucked in
too deep with the Saints. ๊ทธ๋Š” ์„ธ์ธ์ธ ์— ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๊นŠ๊ฒŒ ์—ฐ๋ฃจ๋์–ด์š”

Did you know he was
arrested for possession?

Told him a hundred times to be careful,
But he got dumb about it.

Ah, well, drugs simply
make people careless.
You had to be a little concerned
about Mcbride finding out.

It would've
made things complicated.

"complicated"
is one way to put it.

So you called him that night.
then what happened?
Did you go and see him?

No! no.
I called to break it off. ํ—ค์–ด์ง€์ž๊ณ  ์ „ํ™”ํ–ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ
I heard him answer the phone,
And I'd tried to talk to him,
but the line went dead.

What about the woman
in the parking lot?


I don't know.
Von doesn't talk
gang business with me.

Had you seen her before?


She's come around a few times
Last couple of weeks,
same thing--
Lots of crazy yelling,
then taking off. ์ซ“๊ฒจ๋‚˜๊ณค ํ–ˆ์ฃ 
Look...
You, um...
You gotta promise
That Von doesn't find out
about me and Gordon.

He keeps his cards close.
He could already know--
Killed Hodge
out of jealousy.

Trust me. ํ™•์‹ ํ•˜๊ฑด๋Œ€
If Von knew, Gordon's
wouldn't be the only dead body.
Only one other person knew.
And that was bad enough.

Who was that other person?

 

#
We have information
that suggests
You knew about Gordon
and another woman.

Yes, I did.

How?

About four months ago,
I found a valet stub *(ํ‘œ์ˆ˜ํ‘œ ๋“ฑ์—์„œ ํ•œ ์ชฝ์„ ๋–ผ์–ด ์ฃผ๊ณ ) ๋‚จ์€ ๋ถ€๋ถ„
On the driveway *์ฐจ๋„
from the Deerfield inn.
So one night, I followed him
And saw him go in
with that biker girl.

Did you confront him?

More like yell and hit him.
He promised
he'd stop seeing her.
I took him at his word, ์•ฝ์†์„ ๋ฏฟ๊ณ  *๋‚˜๋Š” ๊ทธ์˜ ๋ง์„ ๋ฏฟ์—ˆ๋‹ค
And I never asked him
about it again.


Why not?

Because I didn't want
to hear him lie to me.

Mrs. Hodge...


What?

If you picked up
on your husband's affair,
You must've suspected about
his other illicit activities.

I knew about
the drugs and the partying.
He was surrounded by it.

Why didn't you tell us
about this earlier?

Because Gordon is dead.
Anything that I said or did
would not bring him back.
My son draws
stares and whispers
Because of his father,
Agent Lisbon.
Both of us--
we deserve to grieve
Without shame and scandal,
don't we?

Yes, you do.

 

#
And if she'd followed
her husband once before,
She could've tailed him again
and killed him.


No, she didn't do it.
She loved him.

She was a prisoner
of her husband's life. ๋‚จํŽธ ์ธ์ƒ์— ๊ฐ‡ํ˜€ ์žˆ์—ˆ์ž–์•„์š”
She gets rid of him,
gets a fresh start.

People trapped
in miserable lives
Always talk about escaping.
Few actually do it. ์‹คํ–‰ํ•˜๋Š” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ์†Œ์ˆ˜์ฃ 
It's easier just to close your eyes
And pretend the misery
doesn't exist.

Boss, you might want to see this.

 

#
This is from a security camera
across the street.
It was the third incident
in two weeks.
Building owner said Hodge didn't
want to report the earlier ones
Because he didn't want
Deerfield PD coming through
His office and accidentally
finding something
In his Sinner Saints file.
There.

Magnify.
The woman from the parking lot?

 

She -ly gets around.

 

#
Chaos brigade
controls distribution
over in Rancho rosa,
but I figure if we move right now,
we can move into Stratton.

What's up, my brothers?

We just have one quick
follow-up question for you.

I've exceeded my quota of
answering cops' questions.
And my quota of crazy.

The woman in the parking lot.


Uh, like I said,
she must've mistaken me--


She was seen
vandalizing Hodge's office.

She find anything
she shouldn't have?

His files were intact. * (ํ•˜๋‚˜๋„ ์†์ƒ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š๊ณ ) ์˜จ์ „ํ•œ, ์ „ํ˜€ ๋‹ค์น˜์ง€ ์•Š์€ (=undamaged)
she got nothing.

We have nothing further
to talk about, then.

The sooner this case is closed,
the sooner we're gone
And you're back
to business as usual.

 

Last name is Guthrie.
She's the sister of a gentleman
I was accused of killing.
Falsely, of course.
Trial was
a couple of weeks ago,
Gordon hit a home run. ํ•œ๋ฐฉ ๋‚ ๋ฆฌ๊ณ 
got me off. ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ํ’€์–ด์คฌ์ฃ 


And you weren't eager *์—ด๋ ฌํ•œ, ๊ฐ„์ ˆํžˆ ๋ฐ”๋ผ๋Š”, ์—ด์‹ฌ์ธ (=keen)
to i.d. her,
Because you didn't want us
poking around your case? *(๋ฌด์—‡์„ ์ฐพ์œผ๋ ค๊ณ ) ๋’ค์ง€๋‹ค[์บ๋‹ค]

Hey, all I know is
that she's been coming around
From time to time, saying some
very offensive things.

Thanks for your cooperation.

You think she killed Gordon?

Like I said,
thanks for your cooperation.


I've got one last question.

If Hodge wasn't
the informant in your gang,
Who do you think it is?
I mean,
I tried asking the DA,
But he's kind of a secretive bastard, huh?
What do you think?

Mr. Jane,
we're a motorcycle club,
Not a gang.
And I can assure you
there is no informant.

Well, you'd know best. ๋‹น์‹ ์ด ์ œ์ผ ์ž˜ ์•Œ๊ฒ ์ฃ 

Why does he keep going on
about this informant?

He's just talking.
Let's get down to business. ์ผ ์ด์•ผ๊ธฐ๋‚˜ ํ•˜์ž๊ณ  *์ผ์— ์ฐฉ์ˆ˜ํ•˜๋‹ค

 

#

So, Ms. Guthrie.

 

Von Mcbride should be
sitting here, not me.

Court docs say your brother Rick
was an auto mechanic.
Mcbride blamed him
for screwing up a repair,
And your brother
refused to redo it.
Mcbride allegedly *...ํ•œ ๊ฒƒ์œผ๋กœ ์•Œ๋ ค์ง„
got angry and killed him.

Not "allegedly." he killed him. ์ฃผ์žฅ์ด์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ ์‚ฌ์‹ค์ด์—์š”
He beat him to death with a crowbar. *์‡ ์ง€๋ ›๋Œ€
He murdered him.

 

And the jury disagreed.

Mcbride acted in self-defense, right?

That's because that lawyer Hodge
Made it look like it was my brother's fault.
He started throwing around all
these lies about my brother,
Saying that my brother was a druggie, *๋น„๊ฒฉ์‹ ๋งˆ์•ฝ์Ÿ์ด
That he was aggressive, that
he was mentally unstable.


So you get all worked up, *๊ทธ๋ž˜์„œ ๋‹น์‹ ์€ ์™„์ „ํžˆ ํฅ๋ถ„ํ•˜๊ณ 

harass the gang,
Trash Hodge's office, right? *๋ถ€์ˆ˜๋‹ค, ์—‰๋ง์œผ๋กœ ๋งŒ๋“ค๋‹ค


You want to arrest me for that, go ahead.
I'm not gonna fight you. I'm too
tired.

 

You ever try Hodge's home?

Once.
But his kid came outside.
I don't have a beef with him, ์•„์ด์—๊ฒŒ๋Š” ๊ฐ์ •์ด ์—†์œผ๋‹ˆ
So I took off before I could do anything.

And what were you gonna do? ์–ด์ฉ” ์ž‘์ •์ด์—ˆ๋Š”๋ฐ์š”?

 

I don't know.
I was...
I don't know.
I wanted Hodge to understand
What he had done to me and
to my family.

 

When was this?

Two days ago.


The day of the murder.

Where were you that night?

 

Home.

Can anyone verify it?


I live alone, but I didn't--

Now six months ago,
You were arrested in a road rage incident.
Got out of your car at a red light,
Attacked a man in an SUV.

What does this have to do with anything?

You're an angry person and
you express it physically.

I'm not angry, I am sad.
My brother was a good man.
The only crime he committed
Was standing up to that bastard Mcbride.

Hodge blackens the name of your dead brother * ~์˜ ์ด๋ฆ„/๋ช…์„ฑ/์ธ๊ฒฉ์„ ๋”๋Ÿฝํžˆ๋‹ค
And gets Von Mcbride off.
now maybe trashing his office
didn't give you
enough satisfaction--
Perfectly understandable if your frustration boils over.
And you can't touch Von Mcbride.
he's got 20 bikers around him
All the time, so maybe you
go for the easier target.

I didn't kill Gordon Hodge,
But I'm sure as hell glad that he's dead.

 

#
She'd been to his house that day.
Could've laid in wait and followed him later. *๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๋‹ค ๋‚˜์ค‘์— ๊ทธ๋ฅผ ๋”ฐ๋ผ๊ฐ”์„ ์ˆ˜๋„ ์žˆ์–ด
Plus, she was out for revenge-- no more powerful
motive. 

 

We don't have nearly enough to charge her.

I say we hold her on the vandalism.
Try to dig up something that
puts her at the murder scene. *๊ทธ๋…€๋ฅผ ์‚ด์ธ ํ˜„์žฅ์— ์žˆ๊ฒŒ ํ•˜๋Š”

Or you could release her.
she's obviously impulsive *์ถฉ๋™์ ์ธ (=impetuous, rash)
And sloppy enough to get caught on camera. * ์—‰์„ฑํ•œ, ๋Œ€์ถฉ ํ•˜๋Š”
She'll think she's bought herself some time. ์‹œ๊ฐ„์„ ๋ฒŒ์—ˆ๋‹ค๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ•  ๊ฒ๋‹ˆ๋‹ค

 

And she'd try something to cover her tracks
And implicate herself. *(๋‚˜์œ ์ง“·๋ฒ”์ฃ„์—) ์—ฐ๋ฃจ๋˜์—ˆ์Œ์„ ๋ณด์—ฌ์ฃผ๋‹ค[์‹œ์‚ฌํ•˜๋‹ค] (=incriminate)

Cut her loose, then let's shadow her. ๋†”์ฃผ๊ณ  ๋ฏธํ–‰ํ•ด

Yes, boss.

Where are you going?

Fresh air.
All this murder talk... "is rank. *์•…์ทจ๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜๋Š”, (์•…์ทจ๊ฐ€) ์ฝ”๋ฅผ ์ฐŒ๋ฅด๋Š”
"it stinks to heaven.
It hath the primal eldest curse upon't." ํ˜•์ œ๋ฅผ ์ฃฝ์ด๊ณ  ์ตœ๊ณ ์˜ ์ €์ฃผ๋ฅผ ๋ฐ›์€ ์นด์ธ์˜ ์ฃ„๋ฅผ ๋ฒ”ํ•˜๊ณ 

 

Shakespeare.

 

#
Little less pressure on the brake pedal.
Is your mom here?

Market. that's why I'm
confined to the driveway.
Ah. you want me to have her call you?

We know Felicia Guthrie
trespassed on the property
The day your dad was killed.
I just need to hear what happened.


Uh, I was leaving for school.
I saw her hop the gate and
come running up the driveway,
So I ran out to try to stop her.
She was yelling all this stuff about my dad
Lying about her brother
and getting Von Mcbride off.
Then she just ran away.


Did your parents see her?

No. dad was already at work,
and mom was in the shower.

Huh. any reason you didn't
bring this up earlier? *๋ง์„ ๊บผ๋‚ด๋‹ค

I don't know.
I felt bad for her, I guess. *(…๋ผ๋‹ˆ) ์œ ๊ฐ์ด๋‹ค, ์•ˆ๋๋‹ค
Didn't want her to get in trouble.

Well, just needed to confirm. thanks.
Whoa!

 

Aw, god!

You need to relax.

It's not gonna help. I'm never
gonna get the hang of this. *~์„ ํ• [์“ธ] ์ค„ ์•Œ๊ฒŒ ๋˜๋‹ค, ~์„ ์ดํ•ดํ•˜๋‹ค

That's an easy fix. you
need the right instructor.

 

#
All right. so now you can speed up a little.
Excellent. I like how
you're keeping your distance.
Just trust your instincts.
they're always right.

You're a good instructor.

Yeah, I am, probably because I have
Zero emotional
investment in how you do--
Unlike your father,
Who I'm guessing got annoyed
with every mistake you made.

He wasn't the most patient guy.

Probably didn't help that he
was always on his cell phone.

Been living with his job my whole life.
You get used to it.

You also get used to the drugs
And the cheating on your mother?

He promised he'd stop.

Yeah.
Can't be easy going through life
Being labeled the gang lawyer's son.

It wasn't really that bad.
I mean, girls would come
up to me all the time,
Talk to me about dad and
the gang, like I'm cool...
Instead of a geek, which I basically am.

 

Everybody is.
I am.
If he was my father, I tell ya, I..
I'd be mad at him.

Dad didn't mean to hurt anyone.
He was just doing his job.

Right.
Well, I guess I'd still
love him if he was my father.
Can't say I'd cut him the same kind of slack
If I was married to him. ๋‚จํŽธ์ด๋ผ๊ณ  ์ƒ๊ฐํ•œ๋‹ค๋ฉด ๊ทธ๋žฌ์„ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์ง€ ์•Š์ง€๋งŒ

Are you trying to blame my mom?
'cause if you are...

 

What?

You're wrong, that's all.
She loved him, too.

Well, that brings us back to Felicia Guthrie,
Who didn't love him at all.
What exactly did she say
to you when you saw her?

It was hard to tell.
She was just, you know, ranting, basically. *rant ๋ชป๋งˆ๋•…ํ•จ ๊ณ ํ•จ์น˜๋‹ค, ํฐ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋กœ ๋ถˆํ‰ํ•˜๋‹ค
Didn't make much sense.

 

Very nicely done.
You'll be out cruising on
Saturday nights in no time. ์กฐ๋งŒ๊ฐ„ ํ† ์š”์ผ์— ๋ชฐ๊ณ  ๋‚˜๊ฐˆ ์ˆ˜๋„ ์žˆ๊ฒ ๋Š”๊ฑธ
Just remember, trust your instincts.
They're always right.

 

Thank you.
And thanks for the driving lesson.


- Yeah.

 

#
Still no movement.
Looks like Ms. Guthrie's in for the night.

Talk to Van Pelt recently?

Yep.

Any progress?

 

Nope.

You hear that?

Yeah.

They're gonna go after Felicia.
Mcbride thinks she killed Hodge,
Wants payback. ๋ณต์ˆ˜ํ•˜๋ ค๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์•ผ

Officers on Hampton, north of Lexington,
Request immediate assistance.

What the hell's going on?

Go back in your house and stay down!

Do the smart thing and
get out of here right now!

We're not doing anything illegal.

Disorderly conduct, *๋ฌด์งˆ์„œํ•œ, ๋‚œ๋™์„ ๋ถ€๋ฆฌ๋Š”
Concealed weapons, blown exhaust pipes, ๋ถˆ๋ฒ• ๊ฐœ์กฐ
Probably a couple of
outstanding warrants in there! *์•„์ง ์ฒ˜๋ฆฌ๋˜์ง€ ์•Š์€, ๋ฏธ์ง€๋ถˆ๋œ, ๋ฏธํ•ด๊ฒฐ๋œ

Screw you, pig!

 

No. Screw you.

We could bust half you clowns right now!
So what's it gonna be?

We'll be seeing you around. ๋‘๊ณ  ๋ณด์ž

 

You really don't like bikers.

 

#
If they think they can
intimidate me, they're wrong.

Felicia, temperatures are running hot, ๋ถ„์œ„๊ธฐ๊ฐ€ ์‹ฌ์ƒ์น˜ ์•Š์œผ๋‹ˆ
So I need you to stay away
from the gang's bar from now on.

Yeah. I'll stay away when
you arrest Von Mcbride.
And what were you people
doing out here, anyway?

Oh, we think you killed, uh, Gordon Hodge,
So agent Cho and Rigsby are watching you.
Oh, come on. she was never gonna buy,
"we just happened to be in the neighborhood."

I told you I had nothing to do with that.
And who told you that
you could go in my house?

Oh, this? I just needed some
tea. cut through the chill. ์ถ”์›Œ์„œ ์ฐจ ์ข€ ๋งˆ์‹œ๋ ค๊ณ ์š”

Chill, my ass. you were looking for evidence.

Felicia, take it easy.

 

Don't tell me to take it easy, when this guy's
Rifling through my underwear *rifle ์ƒ…์ƒ…์ด ๋’ค์ง€๋‹ค
drawer, looking for a weapon.

It was your closet,
actually. I was looking for
Blood-splattered shoes.*ํ›„๋‘๋‘‘ ๋–จ์–ด์ง€๋‹ค[์น˜๋‹ค]

 

Get off my property. 


You're very touchy. *ํ™”๋ฅผ ์ž˜ ๋‚ด๋Š”, ๊ณผ๋ฏผํ•œ (=sensitive)

 

Go.

You really looked through
her closet?

 

Laundry, too.
She's been angry and
emotional about her brother,
Which means that she was
sloppy about Hodge's murder--
Dragged evidence home with her.
It's just not inside.

Well, there's no garage or toolshed. *(๋’ท๋งˆ๋‹น์˜) ๊ณต๊ตฌ ์ฐฝ๊ณ 

Well, I looked everywhere.
Well, everywhere except the garbage.

Why not?

Well, it's garbage.

You done with that?

Almost.

Yes, the case is still ongoing,
And you are a person of interest.
I'd advise you not to leave town.

Boss?

Excuse me.

Do you see that?

What's goin' on?

Stay there. don't move.

 

It's victim's missing cufflink.

 

#
I didn't do anything wrong.

Mcbride must've set me up. ๋ณธ์ด ๊พธ๋ฏผ ๊ฒŒ ๋ถ„๋ช…ํ•ด์š”

Rigsby, put her in interview one.

Boss, Nina and Lucas
Hodge are here to see you.

She say why?

 

Because I asked them down here.
Rigsby, could you bring
her through here, please?
It'll just take a minute. thank you.


Are you gonna tell me what this is about?

I'm just closing your case.
Thanks for coming down, Mrs. Hodge.
This woman's name is Felicia Guthrie.
She murdered your husband
out of revenge for getting
Von Mcbride off a charge for
killing her brother.

 

Oh, my god!

No, I did not kill anyone.

Uh, we have evidence.
We just need your permission for, uh,
Lucas to make a formal statement, saying that
He saw her at your house
the day of the murder.

You saw her?

 

Well, he can fill you in later.
His statement will give us a
better chance at a conviction.

Absolutely. anything you
need.

 

Great. thank you.
Lucas, if you can confirm
that this is who you saw,
Then you'll be on your way. ๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ๊ฐ€๋„ ์ข‹์•„

What's gonna happen to her?

Well, probably life in prison.
Uh, if she's lucky, she
might get paroled in 25 years.

No. I swear, I didn't--
I didn't touch him!

Shut up! you took everything from us.

Lucas, we need to book her now, so could
you identify her?

 

No, she wasn't the one.
I mean, yeah, she came to the house--

 

Great. thanks. that's all we need.
Take her away, guys. thank you. thank you.


- No, I didn't do anything!
I didn't do anything wrong! 

 

Trust your instincts, Lucas. they're always right.

Let's go.

She couldn't have done it.


What makes you say that?

I just know.

 

Lucas, they have evidence.
This bitch killed your father!


Don't call her that! it wasn't her.

The only way we can know
for certain is if you tell us who did it.

 

Okay, stop talking to my son.

You've got your statement.
Lucas, let's go. come on! let's go!

 

No!

Lucas!

 

Stop!
It was me.

 

#
We were out for a driving lesson.
I was driving badly that night,
And my dad was on the phone the
whole time, like he always was.
<i>He'd get mad every time I'd make a mistake,
but I just couldn't seem to concentrate.</i>

Because of your run-in with *๋น„๊ฒฉ์‹ ์–ธ์Ÿ, ์‹ธ์›€
Felicia Guthrie that day.
You didn't talk about her until I asked,
'cause you felt sorry for her.
You didn't want to draw suspicion to her,
Because you knew she didn't do it.
You were trying to do the right thing.

I just kept seeing her in the driveway,
Crying, yelling about how my
dad lied about her brother.
<i>his phone just kept ringing...</i>
<i>and he'd get mad at me
and I'd screw up worse,</i>
<i>and I just... I couldn't take it anymore.</i>
<i>next time his phone rang...</i>
<i>I grabbed it from him. I heard her voice.</i>

<i>Hey, Gordon baby, it's me. can you talk?</i>


That biker bitch-- diamond.
She kept calling him "Gordon baby."
Said she really wanted to see him.
Felicia Guthrie was right. he was a liar.

<i>I threw the phone into
the woods, and he got really mad.</i>
<i>he promised me he'd stop</i>
<i>doing drugs and cheating on my mom.</i>
<i>and like an idiot, I believed him.</i>


I called my mom.
<i>she told me what to do.</i>
I took all the stuff to
make it look like a robbery,
But I couldn't get that damn cuff link out.
So I ditched his car in the lake. *(๋” ์ด์ƒ ์›์น˜ ์•Š๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ๋ถˆํ•„์š”ํ•œ ๊ฒƒ์„) ๋ฒ„๋ฆฌ๋‹ค
She drove me home.

The lie gets heavy fast, doesn't it? ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์— ๊ณง ๋งˆ์Œ์ด ๋ฌด๊ฑฐ์›Œ์กŒ์ง€?
I expect after a while,
You wanted to go to the
police and tell them the truth.

<i>Sometimes I wanted to.</i>
<i>mom said no.</i>
She promised it would be okay.

Well, it might be...
Someday.

Let's go.

Put your hand down.

Yeah, there we go.

<i>I'm sorry, mom.</i>

 

Mrs. Hodge. We need to talk now.

 

#
You know, I have to wonder
how that cuff link Rigsby found
Made its way to Felicia Guthrie's house.

That is a conundrum. *์ˆ˜์ˆ˜๊ป˜๋ผ (=riddle)

Because I'll bet a year's salary
That if I look in the evidence locker,
The cuff link we found on Hodge
will have mysteriously vanished.

Okay.
I needed Lucas to see Felicia get arrested.
You needed hard evidence to charge Felicia.
So...
I made it happen.

By making an innocent woman
think she was gonna go to prison?
As if her life wasn't hard enough already. *๋งˆ์น˜ ๊ทธ๋…€์˜ ์‚ถ์ด ์ด๋ฏธ ์ถฉ๋ถ„ํžˆ ํž˜๋“ค์ง€ ์•Š์€ ๊ฒƒ ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ

<i>yes, you're right. she
does deserve some justice.</i>

It's good to see you care.

You know, sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.

 

#

About 6-10 bikes. good?

 

Yeah.

 

We'll be okay.

 

Hold on.

 

Yeah?
All right.
I'll be back in a minute.

 

Hey, psst. *์ž ๊น, ์ €๊ธฐ์š”(์กฐ์šฉํžˆ ๋‚จ์˜ ๊ด€์‹ฌ์„ ๋Œ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ๋‚ด๋Š” ์†Œ๋ฆฌ)
Over here.

What's up?

Uh, well, I thought you might want to know
We caught Gordon Hodge's killer.
It was his son.
Lot of issues between 'em.

And you felt the need to
tell me this from the shadows,
Dressed in this getup? *(์ƒ‰๋‹ค๋ฅธ) ์˜ท์ฐจ๋ฆผ, ์ฐจ๋ฆผ์ƒˆ, ๋ณต์žฅ

Self-preservation. ์ž๊ธฐ ๋ณดํ˜ธ ๋ณธ๋Šฅ์ด์ฃ 
I figured I'd worn out my
welcome with your friends. ๋ถ€ํ•˜๋“ค์ด ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๋ฐ˜๊ธฐ์ง€ ์•Š์„ ํ…Œ๋‹ˆ ๋ง์ž…๋‹ˆ๋‹ค

That's it?
This is what you had to tell me?

Well, no. there's another reason.
You open that envelope,
And the rat in your gang will be revealed.

<i>oh, the rat.</i>

Now turn around and try
not to look too guilty.

What was that about?

What, this? this is, uh...
It's kind of funny, actually.

 

Yeah, funny?
Selling us out is funny?!

Hey, man. you got it wrong, bro!

 

Hey! Hey! Let go!


Come on! get over here!

 

I was set up!

 

 

์ถœ์ฒ˜ : ๋„ค์ด๋ฒ„ ์‹œ๋ฆฌ์ฆˆ์˜จ

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