EN: Time will run out. This wealth will run dry, drier than the seven years of famine that plagued the pharaohs of old.
CN: 时间会流逝，油井会枯竭，比困扰古代法老的七年饥荒还要干枯。
EN: They call the sun 'Grandfather.' The moon, 'Mother.' Fire, 'Father.' They call it the 'Flower Moon' when tiny flowers spread over the blackjack hills and the prairies. There are many. So many, it's as if Wah-kon-tah looked down upon the earth, smiled, and sprinkled it with sugar candy.
CN: 他们称太阳为'祖父'，月亮，"母亲"，火，"父亲"，他们称之为 "花月"，当小小的花朵遍布黑山丘和大草原时，有很多，如此之多，仿佛上苍俯视人间，笑着，撒下了一把糖。
EN: Bless their little hearts, now, they can't help it. One dark and one light. And it's like an eclipse.
CN: 祝福他们的小心脏吧，他们也没得挑，一黑一白 就像日蚀一样。
EN: What has come to our reservation that doesn't belong here? And it's them. They're like buzzards circling our people. They wanna pick us body clean, leave nothing.
CN: 有什么本不属于这里的东西来到了我们的保留地？就是他们，他们就像盘旋在我们人民头顶上的秃鹰，把我们的尸体啃干净，什么都不留。
EN: An angel done come down and wrapped her big old wings right in his chest. Now he's down with the snakes.
CN: 一位天使降临，用她的大翅膀紧紧裹住了他的胸膛，现在他和蛇一起倒下了。
EN: 正义赢了。
CN: Right had won.