Strange Empire

Previously on Strange Empire...

Mary's been missing you.

She says you're sending her away.

Your men no longer work for me.

The mine is shut down.

: You have no money to pay my men.

If not for me, you would lose everything.

Strange Empire 1x09 The Resistance

How is it with the miners, Mrs. Loving?

They are beaten.

Have they realized what it means

to stand against me?

They'll be back.

: Henry!

Henry, come give me a hand!

You need to talk to the men.

Settle this and get them back to work.

Talk's done.

You're spiting yourself.

The town will not survive divided,

- and you will go down with it. - There is no town.

There is me,

my child on the way,

and my workers, yellow as they are.

Yellow or white, your mine's not safe.

Says franklyn Caze so to squeeze my last dollar.

I saw the wood.

Ling had no issue.

Sit down with the miners.

They are reasonable men.

Never met a man reasonable, missus.

Or a woman.

Shh.

If someone comes,

fire a warning shot.

Leave the cart...

And the cargo.

Speak English, goddammit.

English, English, English!

You need to learn some respect.

- What the hell... - What?

- Red! - Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

No, no, easy now.

You don't want to be firing that thing.

Not with what you've got on that cart.

- Hey! -

God in heaven.

You could've got us killed.

Ling's dynamite.

No turning back now.

Leave him.

Come on now.

You seen the look on that chinaman's face?

Leave him be,

and shut it.

You're a hero.

No two ways.

Shh.

Make way back to camp.

Mind no one sees.

- What happened? - Shot.

Here. Bring him here.

: That's a goddamn Chinese!

No yellow on the Janestown road!

: Ignore them.

Hold this.

Firmly.

You know what to do?

It will bring hatred upon you, tending to him.

But you will regardless?

I no longer hesitate to act, Mr. Ling.

I do

and do not wonder.

Is my boy in you...

That you're caught and took, Izzy,

means God's smiling on us.

And coal...

And coal, and coal beneath our feet

is another sign.

Riches beyond measure.

Thus shall we reap, like the Bible said.

Where does it say that, John?

Cornelius patriarch descends upon me...

And I am ready to receive you, father.

He is coming.

There's the money he's owed, remember?

For the payroll?

Was me got it out of him

with the promise to pay him back.

He's expecting that back?

It's me who signed the note.

Saved the day, you did.

Have we the money to repay?

We'll pay him in coal, lumps of it.

John...

You get in that bed, Isabelle,

Ling's got dynamite for us.

Blast that seam wide open.

He is a poor man from the Guangdong.

He came to the new world to get rich mining gold.

I paid less than $60 for him.

You purchased the man?

I paid his passage from California.

He pays me back in endless labour,

with interest.

Amounts to the same thing.

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Very impressive.

You are a woman of talents.

But how will you find your way,

alone here now?

How will you find another man,

bear children,

live a proper life?

A proper life seems not to suit me.

Who shot him?

This is a fight to death, Mrs. Loving.

They're scab labour.

This is our place,

such as it is.

And those who were here before you?

Indians? It may be

your folk have some right to land and welfare,

but not them Chinese.

You tell her

to hold up nursing that yellow.

You need hold to the side pays you to keep the peace.

Tell her she sends him back to his own.

Back or buried.

Bring him out!

Will he live?

Too soon to know.

He lost much of his blood.

He will live.

Dozens depend on his wages back home.

He will fight.

: Neill shot him?

Chinaman pulled out a gun.

Didn't give him no choice.

But you got the dynamite?

Got what was coming to him then.

But supposing he's dead.

Makes me a murderer.

My own ma will have to hang me.

We got that dynamite.

Means Slotter can't get at that coal seam.

Men need a proper wage so we have a home.

Was you helped get it.

One chinaman's life is worth that, isn't it?

I don't rightly know.

You're a man now, Neill.

Do as men do.

Keep your mouth shut.

Where's my goddamn dynamite, Caze?

If you don't tell me, I'll burn you in your tents and sod holes.

Die in one hole or die in another?

That your offer?

They will hear your offer, Captain.

Woman thinks she's a man, and I will listen.

There is no offer!

Not until my dynamite is returned.

Talk before blood, gentlemen.

You need to talk to the chinaman.

: You will tell our men not to work.

: Not to work?

Tiaping, nien.

Rebellion was what pushed these men here,

and rebellion will push them again.

They will not push past me.

I own 25% of that mine.

I will own the rest.

I will have everything that belongs to John Slotter.

Take less, more often,

and you will have all in time.

Pull our workers from the mine.

Push this John Slotter.

He will fall.

Come on, sweet.

I'I'm your true ma.

You can find the milk in me.

Don't push me off.

It's me who birthed you.

Calm, child.