All language subtitles for Night Court (1984) - S01E05 - The Eye of the Beholder (480p DVD x265 Panda).eng

You find something good in there?

Peanuts.

Oh, yeah. What are those little guys
up to now?

Two-eighty a ton on the April market.

Thanks.

Do I look intimidating?

Oh, in a Cro-Magnon sort of way,
I suppose.

The Manhattan chapter
of Volunteer Fathers thinks so.

They turned down my application.

You're kidding. Why?

My size. They felt that and my appearance
might present an inhibiting factor...

...in the development of a healthy
adult-child relationship.

What's that supposed to mean?

That I'd scare the kids.

- Goodbye.
- Oh, come on, Bull.

You're being too sensitive.

It's not just you. I'm sure every one of us
is influenced by the way we look.

- Right.
- Yeah. And so we all get self-conscious.

Do people do this to you?

Not that often.

After you, big fella.

I wish people would stop
getting out of my way.

- What's with him?
- He's depressed.

How can you tell?

He told us. It seems that he offered
to be a volunteer father...

...and they turned him down.

Obvious discrimination based on
nothing more than the way he looks.

Yeah. Reminds me of a guy I saw once...

...in a carnival sideshow.
- Please don't.

Malcolm the Human Oddity,
they called him.

- I'm begging you.
- He had two complete faces on one head.

Oh, Harry.

Sorry. I didn't mean to gross you out.
I'm sure the other face was a trick.

It was rubber or putty or something.

It wasn't. He talked.

Excuse me.
Where's the nearest exit?

- You're looking at it.
- No, I'm not.

I think he's blind.

That's right, kid,
but I'm not deaf.

Sorry. I didn't know you
could hear that.

You know, it must be true...

...that when one sense is lost,
the others become stronger to compensate.

Of course that's true.
For example...

...I can tell that there are four people
at this table.

One is having a cup of coffee,
two are having a muffin...

...and one is...

...cremating a cat.

- Hey, grab that guy!
- Gotta run.

Hold it right there, Mr. Foley!

Is that you, officer?
Thank God I found you.

Yeah, yeah. Come on. Sorry, Judge Stone.
He keeps trying to escape.

Judge?

- One of this bunch is a judge?
- Yeah. I am.

Get out of here.

- No, he really is.
- Okay, let's go.

All right, so big deal.
So you found me.

You can see.
Where's the sport in that?

I don't know about you,
but I feel lucky...

...when I see the handicapped.
- Right.

I admire them too.

They've got spirit, courage.

And all those great parking places.

Don't move.

Okay, fine.

I hate flies.

I bet they're not crazy about you, either.

Who is?

Come on. If a fool at the Volunteer Fathers
of America says they don't want you...

...that's their loss.

It's not just them. People've been making
a big deal out of my size all my life.

That's why folks started
calling you Bull, huh?

No, that's a family name.

Say, Bull, this is just a thought.

Have you ever tried smiling?

Yeah.

I didn't care for it.

I meant on a regular basis.

Maybe it isn't just your size
that intimidates people.

Maybe it's your... Your...

...body language, you know?

If you smile at someone,
they're apt to smile right back at you.

Sounds stupid.

Well, you get no argument from me.

Harry.

- I'm really worried about Bull.
- Oh, forget it.

Once he stops giving off those menacing
vibes, people will warm up to him.

Of course, these things take time.

What happened?

He bared his teeth at me.

It was a smile.

Get me out of here, Vince.

I shouldn't have to be subjected to this.

I know, baby. You're an artist.
I love you. Shut up.

Hi there. I'm Harry Stone,
and you are?

Vincent Frago and Iris Keller,
second-degree obscenity.

Your Honor, these two were apprehended
making a porno flick in Central Park.

Hold on, there, counselor.
The report clearly states that both parties...

...were clothed at the time of arrest.
- Yes.

But before that, they were naked
as jaybirds.

Oh, did I mention I have a witness?

Leonard Bloom, Your Honor.
I saw the whole thing.

Unclothed bodies, writhing around
in the grass...

...contorted dances of lust,
screams of sexual delight.

- Objection, Your Honor.
- Sustained.

But damn well put, sir.

So, Mr. Frago, it says here that
you are the producer.

Producer, director, writer.

I wear all the creative hats.

And Miss Keller is your?

Star.

Along with 12 unidentified male...

...costars.

I know what you're thinking, Your Honor,
but I'm really a very good actress.

I bet you'd have to be.

You ever see me in anything?

I don't think so.

- Eazy Rider?
- With Peter Fonda?

No. We spelled "easy" with a Z.

But when my agent called me
about this job...

...he said it was a chance
to do pap in the park.

Who knew?

Who, indeed?

Your Honor, I left the background reports
in your office.

Well, go ahead.
Miss Keller and I are discussing...

...the cinema.

Bull.

Once, when I was a kid,
I got mad and broke my baseball bat.

I got mad once and broke my doll.

Over your head?

Oh, Bull...

...I know how much being
a volunteer father meant to you.

It would've fulfilled my need
to help others, to become involved...

...to have a positive effect
on the world around me.

No big deal.

Well, there are other organizations
you could join.

Yeah, I tried. The only ones that didn't care
the way I looked were the Marines.

They just saw me as another shaved head.

Bet it's a snap to dry.

I have to use a chamois.

Your Honor, I wouldn't be doing my job
if I didn't point out that...

...the pornography case against my clients
is basically circumstantial.

That's true. It's pretty much
your word against theirs.

I've got videotape.

Pictures of these perverts!

Alleged perverts, Mr. Bloom.

- Thank you.
- You're very welcome.

Why are you pampering these people?

The man is a sick dog. Put him away.

Take a seat, Mr. Bloom.

At least I'm not some bluenose hypocrite
who talks real righteous...

...but gets his mail in plain brown wrappers.

Listen, you, I don't have to take
your kind of filth.

- That cuts it.
- What's the matter, fish-face?

- The truth hurt?
- Not as much as my fist!

Nice catch.

You want him removed
from the courtroom?

That won't be necessary.
Will it, Mr. Bloom?

I just want the same number of fingers
I came in with.

Thanks a lot, Bull.
I'm glad you were there.

Yeah. Right.

Great job, Bull.
Well, did you see what you just did?

You were able to be helpful right here.

Excuse me.

No kidding, Bull.
You're a tower of strength.

- I'm a wall of flesh.
- "Wall of flesh." Hey, I like that.

He's got that animal quality
I'm looking for.

I am not an animal!

I am a human being!

What power! You can take that wimp
Pacino. Give me a big man anytime.

- Bull, why don't you...?
- Leave me alone!

Why don't you all just leave me alone?!

Selma, go see if he's all right.

I'll go, but I'm telling you right now,
he's not all right.

Hey, can we hurry this thing up?

Sure. The only way to decide this
is to view the videotape...

...which I will do in the privacy
of my chambers.

However, I would like both counsel present.

You're a good man, Harry Stone.

Court stands in recess.

I have never seen Bull like that.

Yes. They can be dangerous
when they're wounded.

Oh, come on, I'm kidding.

But if you can't laugh at other people,
who can you laugh at?

Listen, don't trouble yourself about Bull.

- He's okay?
- He's gone.

- What do you mean, he's gone?
- Just that.

He asked me to give you these.

- He's quit.
- You're kidding.

- Oh, honey, I don't have the strength to kid.
- Did he say where he was going?

No. He just muttered something about being
fed up with the human race and took off.

Hello.

- How you doing?
- How you doing?

Foley.

Yes. His name is Bull Shannon.
He's a bailiff.

He left here in...

...an agitated state.

Did anyone down there see him
leave the building?

If you need a description,
you haven't seen him.

- No one knows where he is?
- Apparently not.

Harry, the set's warm.

I don't believe you.

Is that all you care about, a porno tape?

What do you mean, about Bull?

- Yeah.
- Come on. I'm crazy about the big lug.

But there's nothing we can do
until he surfaces.

Besides, as a representative
of the people of New York...

...it is my duty to review all the evidence.

It's a dirty movie.

It's a dirty job.

Dan's probably right.

Maybe Bull just needs some time
to think things out, and then he'll be back.

Meantime, there's nothing
we can do but wait.

Well, as long as we're waiting.

Yeah, okay.

But keep in mind that
we're looking at this...

...in terms of the statutory definition
of obscenity...

...and not our own personal
opinions about...

Oh, my God.

Hey, there's no question about it.

They're breaking the law.

Of gravity.

This one of those blue-jean
commercials?

- Selma, is there any news?
- They spotted Bull.

- Where?
- On the roof.

You'll be able to see him
from your window.

Roof?

Oh, I read the book.

This window won't open.
Can you see him?

No. Nothing up there
but a bunch of gargoyles.

Wait. Wait a minute.
One of them's moving.

Oh, no. It's him.

Bull!

- What?
- What you doing?

Thinking.

- Harry, keep talking to Bull.
- I'm not exactly sure what to say.

I wouldn't mention "the bigger they are,
the harder they fall."

Well, thank you.

Bull, we were just wondering...

...you're not thinking about
doing anything weird, are you?

- Like what?
- Oh, say, jumping, for example.

- Bull?
- Are you nuts?

Why don't you come down?

I like it up here. Less people.
A man can think.

- Bull!
- I'm not coming down! Leave me alone!

Well, suggestions?

And calling the Air Force is out.
He'd only swat down their planes.

Perhaps you could...

...lie.

Well, I'm not above that.

- Bull?
- I can't hear you.

No, don't lean over! No! No!

Bull!

We need your help.

Liz fell down and broke her leg,
and we can't move her.

- What?
- That stinks.

Would you help, Bull?
She's in a lot of pain.

- Moan. Moan.
- No. It's silly.

So is a contempt charge.

Will you help us, Bull?
It's pretty bad.

Bull, what do you say?

- Okay. I'll be right down.
- Great. Great.

No, no, no, no, no!
Take the long way.

This doesn't smell like outside.

- You again?
- The judge, right?

- That's right.
- What is this place, a maze?

I'll call security.

Why can't they make those
"you are here" maps in Braille?

Here you go, Mr. Foley.

Why don't you just have a seat
right over here.

- Bull.
- Yeah, okay. Where's?

What's going on?
You don't look hurt to me.

He lied.

- I get it.
- Bull, I had to talk to you.

Don't waste your breath.
It won't affect my decision.

What decision?

I've decided I'm gonna go away...

...and not associate with any other
human beings as long as I live.

Boy! Now that's what I call a decision.

- Bull, you can't do that.
- Who's gonna stop me?

Where would you go?
I mean, what would you do?

Canada, maybe.

I could be a lumberjack.

Or I could go up to the North Pole,
one of those radar tracking stations.

I don't care! People won't have to
deal with me.

I won't have to deal with them,
which as far as I'm concerned...

...is good riddance.

Amen.

Who are you?

My name is Foley. Ralph Foley.

Shut up, Ralph.

Right.

- I'm going. See you.
- So that's it.

You're just gonna walk out
after we've worked together all these...

...weeks?

- Bull, we want you to stay.
- Yeah, that's right.

We all do.

Dan?

I'll take a taco.

I'm getting out of here!

Okay. If that's the way you feel,
go ahead!

Oh, come on. I was kidding.

Bull.

Bull, maybe this is
none of my business...

...but frankly, I feel like you're acting
like a little child here.

You're running away
from your problems...

...instead of facing them like a man.

This is my problem.
How can I run away from that?

Boy, there's one thing I really hate,
it's self-pity.

Hey, before you go away, pal...

...I wanna, I wanna shake your hand.

There.

I never thought I'd meet the man...

...who felt that his problem
was worse than mine.

Why? What's your problem?

I'm blind, man.

Yeah, see?

Dark glasses and a cane.

I thought you were just being
fashionable.

I'm afraid Bull doesn't pay much attention
to outward appearances, Mr. Foley.

No? Well, me neither.

But most people do.

I get hauled in for shoplifting,
they say:

"Oh, look at him.
Let the poor blind man go."

But in a way, it works for me.

- I had 15 busts, only four convictions.
- Actually, I think it's 19 arrests.

Is that his arrest jacket?

- Yeah.
- Let me see it.

Goodbye.

Boy, Bull sure had this guy pegged.

- What?
- Yeah, the evidence is all here.

You're certainly guilty, Mr. Foley.

- Maybe, but who's gonna send me up?
- I am.

- Yeah, sure.
- I'm not kidding.

That blind stuff didn't work on Bull...

...it doesn't work on me either, right, Bull?
- Yeah, I guess.

You wanna be treated like a criminal,
Mr. Foley?

I'm gonna send you up for 14 months.

That's a little rough, isn't it?

- Hey, life is rough, isn't it, Bull?
- Yeah.

- You're right, Bull. This guy is scum.
- I didn't say...

I mean, some other judge might give him
probation because he's blind.

You know, take pity. But Bull doesn't have
any pity for him, do you?

- Well...
- And I don't either. No.

What am I supposed to do, treat him nice?
I mean, remand him into the custody...

...of some responsible person?

Come on. What responsible person
would wanna help out...

...a miserable, rotten, sneaky little
lowlife of a criminal like him?

Can I have him?

What?

If you could see your way clear
to releasing him, Your Honor...

...l'd accept the responsibility for him.

Hey, what the hell is going on
around here?

I don't know, Mr. Foley.

Listen...

...I just wanna help.

You mind?

Why do you wanna help?

It makes me feel good.

I don't get a chance all that often...

...and I miss it.

I guess I know what you mean.

I used to help people too.

But they don't ask me
quite as often anymore.

I'm asking.

Yeah.

I guess you are.

Come on, judge.
Give the kid a break.

Let him have me.

- Oh, I don't know.
- Come on!

What about the North Pole?

I still got my two weeks' vacation.

Well, okay, but I'd feel better
if you were in a responsible position.

- Is it official?
- As of this moment, you're back on the job.

Great.

Can I go to lunch?

Come on, Ralph. I'll take you home.

Okay, Bull.

That stuff with me and Ralph...

...I know what you did.

It's my hobby.

Oh, yeah?
Hey, mine is stamp collecting.

Really? I'd like to see
your collection sometime.

So would I.

Watch your head.

Not bad, amigo.

Gracias.

I'm starting to catch on to you,
you know.

I saw those little wheels spinning
in your head.

I knew that you had some kind of plan...

...to bring those two people together
like a human jigsaw puzzle, without ever...

We'll talk later.

So?

What do you think?

Let's have a cigarette.

Hello.

I thought you quit.

I'm back.

I can see that.

You know, I was worried about you.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

Let me tell you something.

Don't you ever...

...pull any stunt like that again
while I'm around here.

And don't you ever walk out
and leave me alone on the job.

And don't you ever forget
that I have the seniority here...

...and what I say goes.

Yes, ma'am.

- How about a beer at Muldoon's?
- Sure.

It's your turn to buy.