All language subtitles for nash_bridges_s06e01_rock_and_a_hard_place

code word for setup was unicorn, not
popcorn.

I just said popcorn.

Well, obviously I didn't.

You know, a unicorn is a horse with a
horn on its head.

Popcorn is something that you eat. Hell,
it was your code word to begin with.

Well, maybe you didn't understand
clearly. Here we go.

Gentlemen, it's been nice doing business
with you.

You know, I'm thinking it's not such a
wise thing to kill a couple of cops.

I'm not a wise man.

I'm a rich one.

Have a nice day.

Unbelievable. When are they going to
give this up?

When we're dead.

I'm thinking in about a minute.

in Mario's business.

Are we in the right place? I keep
getting lost around here.

Do the smart thing over there. Put your

hands up.

Do it or die.

You busy?

Uh, no, it's been a pretty slow morning,
really.

High tree pair, we got a DB. You're
going to need to see it.

On the way.

What do we got?

Frank McNally, retired SFPD inspector,
terrible district.

Did you guys know him? Yeah, we knew
him.

Well, morbidity indicates he's been
sitting here about five hours.

Cause of death?

So far I see a gunshot wound, a stab
wound, ligature marks.

So? So some forensic geek put him on
display here for us to find.

That's what I'm thinking. More like for
you to find, boss. Look what I found in

his pocket.

Ah, I love this.

Inspector Bridges. Yeah.

Listen very carefully. There's a bomb
hidden somewhere in the city. It's set

go off at 4 p .m. tomorrow.

What are you telling me then?

Because you're the only one that can
stop it from going off.

Well, now that makes me feel a lot
better.

I want you to kill a certain police
inspector.

I believe you know him.

His name is Joe Dominguez.

Now that's very funny, but it's never
going to happen.

Four o 'clock tomorrow.

You can kill one, or you can kill
hundreds.

It's your choice, Inspector.

He wasn't.

Wrong number.

Looking awful comfy for a marked man,
Bubba.

I just think it's refreshing someone who
wants to kill me for a change.

Correction, they want me to kill you.

You don't have a history with McNally
that I don't know about, do you?

I think history is you. I mean, I didn't
know the guy that well.

Whatever cases came our way when he was
assigned to terrible.

McNally drove a 97 Lincoln Town car.
We're looking for it. I don't think it's

here. So we find his ride, maybe we find
our prank caller?

I'm hoping.

Check with Vera Peralta.

She was his partner. Yeah, I'm already
on it. She gets back from her cruise

tomorrow.

I bet that's for you.

Yeah. You hung up on me.

Uh, Bubba, you're gonna have to work on
your phone etiquette.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Inspector Dominguez is still alive. Now,
that's not good.

I'm sorry. What was that again? Do it
now, Inspector.

I gotta go. See ya.

Joe, come on, let's go.

So I got to run this car because it
ain't McNally's. But look what we found

the trunk. Dead cord fuses, blasting
caps, mercury switches, timing devices.

I guess he wasn't bluffing, huh? No,
that's the half of it, man. Look, I

these receipts. That represents one
eighth of what the guy actually bought.

Check with these stores. See if we can
get a description of this guy.

Yeah, and I'm also calling construction
and gun molesting companies. See if

anybody's missing explosives.

All right, while you're at it, put
together a search team and check all the

public buildings. It might be a target
for a bomb.

Oh, and get me Jimmy Bangs. The North
Beach fireworks freak? Well, if this

crackpot's planning a big bang, he's
going to need some supplies, heavy -duty

ones like the B -4 or Simtex, Ampho,
something.

Okay, I'm on it. Jimmy doesn't know who
did it?

No one does. Um, Harvey, listen.

I know you're carrying some heavy weight
right now, but just hang in there. I

got some reinforcements coming. Boss is
cool and fine.

Just want to make sure you stay that
way. Yeah.

Well, this guy really expects you to
take me out.

That's what he says.

Just playing some kind of a game, and I
haven't figured out what it is yet.

Well, while you're figuring it out, why
don't you swing by my place and give

Ingra a pinata as a peace offering?

Wait, wait, what did I do to break the
peace?

Well, besides kick us out on the street,
oh, nothing, man.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm the messenger, Bubba. How many times
do I have to tell you? Lisa wants

Cassidy to live at her house. It is her
house, you know.

I mean, you could call her in Paris and
try to talk her out of it. I'll pay for

the call.

How about if I pay for the call and you
do the talking?

You know, I could just shoot you and
solve everybody's problem.

Joe,

what are you doing home?

Hello, Nash.

Hello, Inger.

How are you?

Wonderful. Joe, what have you got there?

Oh, it's nothing.

It's a little something for Lucy.

Nash Bridges, you are the sweetest.

Sweetest man.

Come on in and have some of Mama's
butter cookies.

Okay. I've got to go to the bathroom.
I'll be out in a minute.

Um, so, um... I've got to tell you, I
think it's great the way you're taking

this all so well.

Taking what so well?

Joe didn't tell you about Lisa?

Tell me what?

Joe?

A tiny little bladder of yours sure does
come in handy sometimes, doesn't it?

Sorry, I didn't know what to say, man. I
tried, but I guess I couldn't tell her.

I mean, I didn't know what to say.

I don't know. Why don't you say, Inger,
we gotta move.

You're the landlord. You should break
the news. I am not the damn landlord.

the Bubba stuck with the heavy lifting.

By the way, you did a good job.

I'm gonna miss you down on the floor
there, man.

I had to make room for the new guy.

Plus, I thought I'd give you a little
room to route a new dynamic.

Yeah. We'll see how much time I actually
spend up here.

Look who we got here.

Hey, Joe.

Hey, what's up?

You look good, huh? How's the new job?

Good so far.

Captain, my sergeant told me to report
to the SIU.

What's going on?

Oh, yeah.

Well, I need some help.

You need to keep an eye on me.

No, I need some help. I thought maybe
you might like to learn a thing or two.

Of course, you want to stay out in
Thiecliffe taking vandalism reports.

Joe, look at her. Doesn't she look...
Doesn't that remind you? Oh, man, being

cute is not going to get you off the
hook. What do you need?

Come on, follow me. All right.

Here we have all the files that we got
from the Terraball precinct.

I need a list of all the cases that
originated with McNally and Peralta and

were handed off to me and Joe.

The phone geek referred to me as
Inspector and not Captain, so I'm

living in a time warp.

All right, so start here and just work
your way back from there.

Wow, I mean, this is so much more
exciting than taking reports in

Thanks. Sarcasm, that's good. You're
learning this job quick.

Hey,

Joseph.

Hey, I just spoke to the DMV.

That car, Mad Bomber Abandoned, belonged
to a member of the SFPD Bomb Squad.

So the freak's one of our own guys? This
is a distinct possibility.

You're cool when you're giving orders.

Put it on my desk.

Kevin Bridges? Yeah.

Yeah, it's one of those guys.

Oh, hey.

I thought you'd come to talk.

Uh, so you've been with five
investigative units in three years, huh?

Yes.

Well, that's good.

Gives you a variety of experiences.

Probably the only person in the
department who sees it that way.

Sit down.

You're making me nervous.

I don't think I'm SIU material.

I made some calls about you.

Everyone agrees that you're an
outstanding investigator.

But?

Did they express concern?

Yes.

Do I care? No.

Do you want the job?

Are you offering me a position here?

Yes, I am.

Do you want it?

Yeah.

Um, yes, sir, I do.

Good. You're hired.

Do you read everything in the file?

Oh, yes, I'm an excellent reader.

Do the cops around here, they know about
my situation?

They will.

Right. When?

Whenever you decide to tell them.

welcome aboard thanks thank you

Antoine Babcock.

New guy.

Herbie Lee.

Old guy.

Boy, you like to listen to that jazz?

Don't groove to it, huh?

No, no.

It's cool. I like jazz.

Here's a guy.

Jimmy Bang.

bad guy. Need some help?

Let's go, Speedy.

Apparently not.

Hey, Harvey, got a line on Jimmy Vangs.
I sent him and the new guy out to pick

him up. Very good.

Hold on a second.

Yep, I got it. Thanks.

Look where we get to go.

That would be the name and address off
the cell phone that Bomber Boy left for

me. Nash Bridges, 2298 Madison Place.

Still live on Grand Street, don't you?
Well, last time I went home.

Bumpy. Oh, yeah.

You feeling what I'm feeling?

Depends on what you're feeling.

We've been here before.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Maybe I'll see the landlord on the
way out. I mean, if it's affordable, I

might be here again.

You knock it off.

Don't you remember Edward Strode?

The Angela Pritchard kidnapping?

This is where he snatched her.

Remember, he snatched her right out of
her bedroom.

Thursday, October 13th, 1994.

Daughter of Pine Lake developer still
missing.

We got that case thrown to us, huh? From
Terrible District.

McNally and Peralto did the prelim
before handing it off to us. Right, you

But I got a question.

Why lead us here?

Nash.

Well, you're quite a history buff,
aren't you, Eddie?

I didn't think you'd figure it out so
quickly.

We still have a problem, Inspector.

My partner's still alive.

You don't follow directions very well.

You noticed.

I don't think you're taking me very
seriously.

Right again. Now, why don't you come on
in and get your oil checked?

No, Bridges, you listen to me.

I'm moving up the deadline.

Six hours.

Listen, idiot.

I'm not going to kill my partner, so if
you've got a bomb, blow it up.

That choice sounds so noble in the
abstract.

I once felt the same way about my
partner.

We're going to have to find this bomb
because I really don't want to have to

kill you.

Gee, I appreciate that.

You know, I don't get it. Why does
Strode want you to kill Joe?

I killed his wife and his partner.

That's what makes sense to him.

Okay, Edward Strode, diagnosed with
terminal cancer four months ago.

to prison officials, the dude is dead.

It's awful chatty for a dead guy.

But then so are you.

You didn't get my postcard.

You didn't mail the postcard.

Sorry, I forgot.

Listen, this is the kind of thing that
goes on all the time. You gotta mail the

postcard to my favorite guy.

I got things I gotta do. Oh, I'm so
sorry, guys.

You know what? We got a thing we gotta
do.

And it's got your grubby little hands
all over it.

See, some son of a bitch wants me to
kill Joe here.

Look, I'm sorry to hear that, Joe, but
what's that got to do with me?

Is that familiar to you?

Yeah, he looks like my Uncle Snacky.
Why?

His name's Strode.

His name was in your date book three o
'clock two days ago. Ring any bells?

No, I don't know anything about anybody
named Strode, no.

Babcock booked this guy. Criminal
conspiracy.

Ah, come on. Let's go, Speedy. Hey, hey.
Come on. Easy. You want some more? No.

You're not going to eat?

I'm not hungry.

Okay. You want to talk about it? What's
up?

Yeah, I was going through the boxes to
find the files on Edward Strode.

And they're right here, but then I found
this other file under Pine Lake

Kidnapping.

Mm -hmm. Well.

That sometimes happens.

Case files get started under two
different names.

Look, at first I thought these were
duplicates, but then I looked again, and

these crime scene photos are different,
and I don't get it.

I'll be damned.

What?

See this photo of Angela Pritchard's
bedroom?

Yeah. This was taken the day of the
abduction.

This one was taken the next day.

What's different?

The rope.

Exactly right.

The rope that had Edward Strode's DNA on
it.

And hair samples.

Hmm.

What McNally and Peralta must have done
is destroy the duplicate photos, not

knowing that there was originals in an
alternate file.

So, what, they cheated?

Well, look at you two.

Makes a man proud.

Hey, Nick.

Where have you been?

Church.

Church.

Well, I like to go to Mass on Thursday
nights.

If you'd be here on Thursday nights
sometimes, you'd know that.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Grandpa, how long have you been going to
church?

All my life.

No, no, I think she means lately.

You know, I was thinking of going into
the seminary, and then I met your

and she disabused me of the idea.

Wow. A force more powerful than God.

Mom.

Grandpa, I just can't picture you as a
priest.

You wouldn't have seen me because you
wouldn't have been there.

Well, is there anything else you want to
share with us that you've been holding

out? I once told your mother that I was
three years older than I was.

Because I wanted her to think I was more
mature when I asked her to marry me.

The wonderful woman, your mother.

Where are you going, Nick?

To Mass.

It's Thursday night, isn't it?

You just got back.

I did?

Here's one. Three -bedroom, one
-bathroom, Knob Hill adjacent.

Cozy.

Cozy. That's a code word for tiny.

How much?

1 .5 million.

Geez.

Ow!

Hey,

hey, English, okay? English is spoken in
this house?

Joe, Mama has a friend who wants to sell
her house.

And no one has seen it yet.

I don't believe it. What, what?

Who has a friend?

What's wrong with checking it out?

Okay, we'll check it out.

It's probably a shack.

Hey, I heard that.

I got ear skis.

You can wake me any time now.

Butter scotch?

Have a candy, Joe.

Oh, thank you very much.

May I ask why you would want to leave
such a beautiful home, Mrs. Jorgensen?

Oh, my children all have families of
their own now. And once Jonathan passed,

well, this house is just too big for me.

It deserves a family.

Um, how much are you thinking of asking
for the house?

Oh, dear.

Let's see.

Jonathan always took care of the money.

Um, well, I think 500 ,000 would be
about right. Does that sound right to

500 ,000.

Honey, that house is worth at least
twice that.

She's a poor woman. She doesn't even
know what it's worth.

Honey, she wants us to buy this house.

What about the inspection?

What is it, something wrong?

Look at this place.

It's beautiful.

Picture me and you in the master suite
on Sunday morning with a coffee and

paper.

Lucia playing out in the backyard.

Ula doing, you know, whatever it is Ula
does, but there.

I don't know, John.

Come on, at least think about it.

Look at this place, $500 ,000.

I feel like I should have a gun and a
mask.

Tracked down Jimmy's storage locker.

Nice collection of Godfather
memorabilia.

Isn't it?

Well, now he didn't get that selling M
-80s.

Here it is.

Uncirculated.

I'm into the 94 on all in sequential
order.

I think we just found the missing ransom
money from the Strode kidnap case.

Minus about a quarter million.

No rush on you, Bubba. Thanks, thanks.

I want to put out a bank alert citywide.
I don't think Strode's doing any

purchasing on credit card.

Feeling like some of that cheddar might
show up.

I got the same feeling. Do it.

Guess what?

Strode paid for the C4 with Mark's
money.

Which means we can mark you as Strode's
accomplice.

I didn't kidnap nobody.

Doesn't matter.

Don't you ever play old maid?

It's the end of the game and you're
stuck with the cart.

Okay.

Look, the guy wanted to blow a building.
It had something to do with insurance.

He said it was abandoned. That's all I
know. What are you selling?

Just some deck cord, blasting caps, and
little C4s pulses.

How many?

About 100 pounds.

100?

That's enough to blow up a half a city
block.

Yeah, well, it's all I had.

I mean, you know, dope boy, he wanted
100 more, but I was supposed to meet him

this afternoon at about, but it looks
like I'm not going to make it.

Where are you going to meet him?

Prairie Plaza at 2 o 'clock.

I look since I'm going to do you this
favor, I can go, right?

Too much mercury in your face, bud.

Nash. Long time no see.

Yeah, but I don't see you.

Look to your right.

Second table to the right.

How about we finish the game, Inspector?

Be right over.

Hey, Eddie.

What you got there?

Make a move, you'll find out.

It's a pressure detonator. I let go, we
all make the news.

Dead man switch, huh?

How apropos.

Oh, so you know my little secret.

Yeah, I'm afraid I do.

My condolences.

You look pretty good for a dead man.

I hear they caught Mr. Bang.

Yeah, he sends his love.

But not the other hundred pounds of C4.

It's all right.

A hundred pounds will do just fine.

So, um, where's the bomb, Eddie?

Oh, don't worry. From where you're
sitting, you won't miss a thing.

You're moved.

Let me check.

What's the point?

You bust out just to ruin my day?

You killed someone I love.

Now I'm going to make you feel the same
pain.

Eddie, your wife was a kidnapper.

And as I recall, she shot at me first.

If you do the crime, you gotta do the
time. That's the game.

So you're a murderer and a liar.

You and me.

Then I guess it's time to go.

You're not getting out of here, Eddie.

I'm afraid so.

Here.

Cat.

A small bump for distraction, huh?

I get my hands on that son of a bitch.
He's going to go out with a whimper, not

a bang.

The bomb squad said the device was a
quarter stick of C4.

Where would this guy get the most
satisfaction out of planting this bomb?

No, Max, a bank alert paid off. Somebody
deposited 5 ,000 of our hands,

sequentially number 20 since it was a
checking account.

Good. Who?

A guy named Ken Waterbury. He was on the
hand of the point.

Ex -con. Time of the cue.

Grab hard. Got it.

You see a beauty?

Huh? Look at that one.

Maybe just one at a time.

Oh, okay.

Got excited.

Here's a picture of a house up the
street. Sold last week for just under a

million.

All right, so what's wrong with it?
What's the catch?

Catch? It's okay.

Nobody sells a house for half its value
unless there's a problem.

Hey, is it my fault that she doesn't
know she's sitting on a gold mine?

Hey, half a million dollars is probably
more than she's ever seen in her life.

Or maybe she's just happy to have a
wonderful family living there.

Mm -hmm.

And what does Hinger have to say about
it?

Oh, Mayan?

Oh. Well, she thinks we're taking
advantage of the situation a little. But

a little.

How little?

Well, she says if we make a donation to
the Swedish Red Cross, it'll be cool.

Well, there goes your profit, Martin.

Hey, man, as soon as I sign the papers,
we're in the black.

Whatever you say, Bubba, but I guarantee
you there's a cat.

And the trick is going to be to catch
the cat before the cat catches you.

Take the point.

Sure. Absolutely.

I'll cover you six.

I haven't seen him. I don't know where
he is. Hey, good line. Try again.

Yeah, okay.

Let him stay here.

He pay you to let him stay here? Yeah,
and for getting his money.

Uh -huh. How'd you do that? I was at
Sally.

I got parole and he told me where to
find it. He trust you that much?

He's dying. What does he need it for?

Except for getting out of there, of
course. So let me guess. You used part

that money to bribe the San Q medical
examiner. He signed a phony death

certificate, strode right out of there
in a body bag?

That's the whole truth and nothing but.

Well, you're a cooperative son of a
bitch, ain't you? I found God in prison.

I can't lie.

Yeah.

Now that Peralta doctored the evidence,
I still can't get over that.

It happens.

I've been a cop, what, 23 years? I never
came close to placing evidence.

Peralta's gonna have to answer for this.

Yep.

Ganesh, Peralta's cruise ship just
dropped anchor.

Good, go pick her up.

Uh, I'll go.

Okay. Can I go too?

No. But I found the files.

Joe, it's okay with me.

Don't get shot.

Vera? Joe Dominguez.

It's all right. I heard about Frank.
They got word to me out on the slip.

Well, we've reopened the Angela
Pritchard case.

They found out what you and Frank did.

Come on, Vera. We're going downtown.

What, are you going to arrest me?

Because that's the only way I'm going
anywhere.

Fine. If that's the way you want it.

Turn around, Vera.

Put your gun on the roof.

Do it.

All right.

I'm going to get in the car.

Harvey, magicchoice .com.

They teach you how to build a website in
Clinton?

I've been busy since I got out. Yeah,
I've noticed. I'm getting a little tired

of playing with you, Bubba.

Good. And you'll be happy it's almost
over.

This feed is live, boss.

Three hours and counting.

Now you've got my attention.

You can only save one.

Choose. I give you the location. The
other one dies.

I'm not playing.

No, then they both die. It's your
decision.

Time's running out. You've got five
seconds and I'm hanging up.

All right, now you listen to me, Strode.
Five, four, three, two.

My daughter.

Told you you'd kill your partner.

Where's Cassidy?

Alcatraz.

Come along.

She dies anyway.

Now that's a double rock boy's tag right
there, right?

All right, now their territory runs from
3rd Street all the way to the 6th. Take

your guy, search every building with
steel roll -up doors. You're going to

Joe. You're going over there, aren't
you? Unless you've got a better idea. I

don't. Third Peralta's dead. Two shots,
.22 caliber. Found in the back of Joe's

car. One blocks out the third street
bridge.

It's a diversion.

Stay with Double Rock.

You want some backup?

No. Find Joe. You've got three hours.

Got it.

Cassidy? Dad?

I'm coming, baby.

Hurry, okay?

Don't move.

It's all right.

It's okay, baby.

Oh, God. Here, you do the others.

We're going to have to disarm this
thing.

Dad, I saw him hook it up.

Which color wire did he hook up to the
battery? Green. Are you sure?

Yes. I made sure to watch for the power
source wire.

Good girl.

Dad, what's behind you, Dad?

You must be very proud of her, such a
lovely girl.

Give it up, Ed. You killed your partner.

You go to sleep every night for the rest
of your life knowing you're responsible

for his death.

You're the dead man.

I'm already dead.

Not yet, you're not.

Cassidy, cover that door. Yeah.

Ah!

We paint C4.

This here is modeling clay.

Well, then the C4's with Joe.

Looks to go up in five minutes.

Joe?

Bubba, it is good to see you, and I mean
not in a million pieces.

Thanks for sending me to Calgary.

I had to. You're not moved out of leases
yet, and I'm damn sure not moving you

myself.

How'd you disarm the bomb?

It's no bomb.

What do you mean there's no bomb?

There's no bomb where I went.

Well, I hate to ask this, but where's
the 100 pounds of C4 that Jimmy sold

Strode? Harvey?

McNally's car.

What color was the Lincoln?

Silver.

You got three minutes. Get Jimmy Bangs
out here.

Oh, man.

Three traps I can see already. It's
going to take me 15 minutes to disable.

Well, how do you stop it if you don't?

Jimmy, you better come up with a
solution for this. You want a solution?

I'll give you a solution.

Run.

You better run like Maureen Screams.

Hey, what are you doing?

Come on. No, no, hey, sit down.

Come on, come on, come on.

I like this guy.

Only damn sure knows how to make a
splash on his first day.

Oh,

Joe.

I can't believe we're all in this place.

Well, you know, it's not really
officially ours until we christen it

Joe, there's no furniture here.

We don't need any furniture to have a
good time.

Welcome home, madam. Oh,

Joe, you know what?

This reminds me of our first apartment,
remember?

We didn't have a bed then, either.

Hey, Joe!

I didn't see this before!

Isn't it beautiful?

Look.

I've always wanted a tub like this.

There's room for two.

Second, I'll get the champagne.

Rub -a -dub -dub me and Ingrid in the
tub.

Honey?

Honey? Honey?

Oh, my God.

Oh,

Grandpa, you made meatloaf. That's my
favorite.

It's an old family recipe.

Now, you're going to be expected to
carry on the family tradition someday.

And no kissing the cook until after
dessert.

Okay.

Wow, this is delicious.

It's really incredible.

This is amazing, Grandpa. It's really
good.

You did all this from memory?

Just because I'm a little fuzzy
sometimes, it doesn't mean I've lost my

faculties.

Pass the butter, would you?

Um, what's the extra place setting for?

Oh, your brother Bobby called.

Said he'd be a little late, so I'll keep
it warm.

Bobby called, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, so excited. I got tickets for the
Giants game on Saturday.

And we're going to... You can go too,
Cassidy.

Thanks.

You like your food, son?

Oh, um, yeah.

Great, Nick.

Did a great job.