All language subtitles for pacific_blue_s02e03_rapscallions

Yes, ladies, when they first came and
asked if they could base that TV show on

my real life, I said pass.

Forget it.

But then they begged me, so I finally
agreed to consult.

Yeah, I didn't want all that publicity
interfering with my true calling, saving

lives.

In fact, most of the rescues I'm
involved with are so extreme that I

get them on film.

Yep, they have got to water down what I
do every single day.

Water down?

The closest you'll ever get to that show
Mackey is watching.

Please tell us they don't pay you for
this, Mackey.

I got two words for you, Calloway. Two
words.

Roller hockey.

No way.

Forget it.

Absolutely not.

Pass. Come on, you guys are bound to win
at something.

Hey, look, fire's in, sanitation's in,
although I hear their team really

Look, Metro's even in. But, you know, if
Pacific Blue doesn't have the guts to

pad up and hit the boards with it, well,
we'll understand.

Mackie, you're a credit to your own
species.

Petty Pacific Blue Unit, vicinity of 240
Ocean Front Walk. Please respond to a

415 in progress.

We'll write to your show and give you
our answer.

This is 1PB6 responding.

Roller hockey, Galloway.

Roller hockey!

Let him go.

Now. Do it.

Easy, Mr. Chung. Easy.

Okay, you two, start talking. What's
going on here?

A thing, officer. Just a little urban
renewal.

You tell bad mistake.

There's no mistake, officers.

We know this man.

And I know my rights.

Mr. Chung no longer works as the
apartment manager.

Ergo, Mr. Chung no longer has an
apartment.

And you are?

Barron. I'm the new manager.

Here's my employment contract, their
eviction notice, and a copy of the

detainer. If there's a problem, Mr.
Chung should consult his attorney.

As you can see, everything is perfectly
in order.

Now, I want all of this junk out of
here, or I'll have you arrest your

for littering.

Good day.

What'd you tell him? The water buffalo.

It's the first to work, the last to eat.

It's a Montagnard proverb.

It means the system wasn't designed for
people like us.

This is 1PB6. You can cancel that
Dermot's call.

1PB6, roger.

I'm sorry, Mr. Chong, but you're going
to have to remove your property until we

can look into this.

It's really big.

Big time.

Don't try to talk it down, why everyone
bags on

my town.

Stand at me, it works for me.

Take a look around,

just another day in LA.

Be more than me.

Anybody.

Make seeing free.

Something.

One bullet down.

Just another day. Oh.

Poke it or sniff it, I got what you need
for your head.

Middleman!

What up, MC?

How's it going, man?

All right, man.

Business looks a little slow today,
dude.

Oh, man, I'm just waiting around for the
noon rush, hombre.

You know the three rules of a successful
business, hombre?

What's that?

Location.

Location.

Location. 240 Oceanfront Walk.

It's yours for the asking.

Whoa, what's the catch?

Ain't no catch, bro. We just got a lot
of vacancies and we're trying to fill

building. Rent free.

That's my price range.

Watch it, watch it.

On your left.

Coming through here.

Watch it, watch it.

I'm not good at this.

Keep working on those thoughts.

Remember, wait back, feel brave.

Thanks. Pleasure's all his.

Is Tony in yet?

Tony? Lieutenant Palermo. Oh, Tony, no.
I haven't seen Tony. Have you seen Tony?

No, not yet, but we certainly can
deliver a message for him.

Oh, I wanted to thank him. I wiped out
on the bike path yesterday, and he

stopped to patch me up. Oh, really?

That looks perfectly painful.

You know, Lieutenant Palermo, well,
Tony.

He's a living legend.

You really look up to the old guy.

Which old guy is that?

Tony.

Lieutenant, we were just talking about
you.

Sounded more like a eulogy.

Here, just for you. I baked it myself.

Chocolate chip with macadamia nuts.

I'd like to invite you to dinner, but
I'm not that much of a cook.

Although I'm great at making
reservations.

Sounds like an adventure.

My number's in the bag.

Call me later, okay?

Bye. Call me.

Can you say, hoo -yah?

You are the man.

Two weeks after you break up with
Sheila, you're already back on the hunt?

She's just a kid.

That's why I'm so impressed.

You know, when I grow up, I want to be
just like you. Get out of here.

Hey, guys.

What's the story of 240 Oceanfront
Walks?

Well, the building's under new
management, so the guy was flexing his

Let's maintain a presence.

If he flexes too much, I want one of our
people there to rein him in.

You got it.

Why pay for some hot sheet crib when you
can one -stop shop at our building?

Ladies. Gentlemen.

240 Oceanfront, walk and service all
your vice -like needs. Hey, look, what

we say?

It's warm.

It's dry.

And it's got plenty of free parking. Did
you catch the expression on Palermo's

face when she asked him out? He was
blushing.

I don't think that's where the blood was
going.

Is that all you ever think about? Hey,
I'm a product of 100 million years of

evolution. Yeah, and your knuckles are
still dragging.

Any Pacific Blue unit in the vicinity,
211 in progress near Tower 17.

Suspect, first snatcher, male,
Caucasian, 20 years old on rollerblades.

in the area, please respond.

All right.

We'll take it from here, Mackie.

Aren't you at least going to thank me?

Thank you, Mackie.

Oh, look, Del Toro, I'm glad you're
here. I've got to ask you something very

important. Any better on skates than you
are on that bike?

Just a question.

You got here, brah.

Gotta do you fine.

Sir, what you're doing to this building
is reprehensible.

You can always move, Grandma.

I won't. And you can't make me. I love a
challenge.

Here, Miss Hina.

That's very kind of you, Mr. Morrell.

Thanks, sir.

Ouch.

Is there a problem?

There better not be.

We're shaking.

Lunchtime. How may I help you today,
officer?

We just came by to make sure things had
settled down since the morning.

Quiet as a church around here now.

You got some new parishioners.

Now, a high vacancy rate can be deadly.

Soaking their own tenants.

Feel free to call the owner.

I'm sure that he would love to hear from
you.

Pardon me.

Can you tell me where I can find
Lieutenant Palermo?

Did Tony join a rock band or what?
What's the secret?

Excuse me. Never mind. Look, don't take
this the wrong way. It's just that

Lieutenant Palermo is old enough to be
your father.

I am her father.

Jess keeps getting better and better.

Don't you have something better to do?

Yes, I do.

That guy's weird.

Jess, what are you doing here?

Whatever happened to... Hi, Jesse. How
are you? Hi, Jesse.

How are you? Now, what are you doing
here?

What? Aren't I allowed to visit my
father whenever I want to?

So you ran away.

Wrong. I just decided it would be better
for everyone if I moved in with you.

Which you neglected to tell either me or
your mother.

Well, at the spur of the moment.

She must be worried sick.

She probably doesn't even know I'm gone.
She is so brain dead over her new

boyfriend.

Helen has a new boyfriend?

Big time.

You know, I... I just figured a little
lovebird could use some space.

Besides, Dad, living with you is way
better than a life of total boredom. I

mean, you know how anal mom gets.

Don't talk about your mother like that.
Well, the truth hurts.

We'll see what she has to say about
this.

I'm not through with you.

Mr. Small. My deal's closed, Baron. I
want this fire trap empty by the

Be creative, boys.

One PB6 responding.

How would you characterize this?

I'd call it post -Led Zeppelin with a
dash of early Kurt Cobain.

Oh, we've got trouble.

Were you going somewhere?

You just hate it when a good guy wins.

This was nothing more egregious than a
youthful prank.

We don't consider destruction of
property and resisting arrest to be

pranks. The best thing would be for you
to release these two misguided souls to

my custody.

I guess that'll be between you and the
judge that sets their bail now, won't

Who the hell was that?

I think that's Elvis' cousin.

Relax, gentlemen.

We'll be back on the street before the
11 o 'clock news.

That was a long time ago.

Can I get you something from the bar?

I'll have glass of Chardonnay, please.

All the same.

I'll need to see some ID, please.

Not yours, Lieutenant. Your daughter.

She's not my daughter.

This is so silly. It happens all the
time.

Twenty -seven.

Practically Paleolithic.

1969, huh?

What? The year you were born.

Woodstock.

Neil Armstrong.

Tappaclitter.

Nixon. Oh, yeah, I saw the movie. What
was with that guy?

It's complicated.

You started to tell me about your
daughter.

Yeah, right.

The first thing her mother says is that
Jesse's running away isn't her fault.

She's done her best, she said.

Now it's my turn. She won't listen.

After my father died, whenever my mother
and I argued, I had nowhere else to go.

Don't get me wrong. I enjoy having her
around.

I don't know if I can give her all the
time she needs.

Hi, guy.

Hey, Jeff. What's up?

Well, I locked myself out, and you
forgot to give me the key.

We don't allow panhandlers here, young
lady.

Oh, well, that's a good policy. If I
happen to see any, I'll be sure to let

know. This actually is my daughter.

Of course it is.

I'm Jesse, but I'm sure you figured that
out.

Jesse, Susie, Susie, Jesse.

I can't believe you're only 16. You're
so mature.

That makes one of us.

Would you like to join us?

Well, just a minute.

I'm kind of starving, and the comfort at
home is bare.

My father, Harry, is not much of a
homebody.

Doesn't cook, hates to shop, won't
launder, does not clean. The bathroom's

a horror show, but it's not as bad as
the kitchen after he nukes himself a

in the microwave.

All right, Jessie.

Stop. I want to hear.

Snoring drove Mom around the bend, but I
guess you already know about that.

No. Actually, I don't.

Speaking of mom.

I didn't think we were.

Your new boyfriend.

Talk about a hottie.

You know, actually, he's about your age,
Susie.

He was a fighter pilot in the Gulf War.
Now he owns and runs his own computer

business. And he drives a kick -ass
Porsche.

You know, Susie, I think we're going to
get to know each other really well.

Are we?

Oh, yeah, because I'm going to be around
all the time now.

We can't control who we rent to, ma 'am.
I've lived on this beach for many

years. Today we have million -dollar
townhouses right next to buildings which

should have been red -tagged two
earthquakes ago.

Beach property is prime real estate.

You are rent -controlled, right? Which
is exactly my point.

We have the means to move.

And even if we had, most of us would
prefer not to.

We've called and left a dozen messages
for this Eldred Small.

He's the owner.

Well, something stinks. Usually starts
at the head.

That's enough for today.

Who's that?

Oh, that's Dmitry Novikov.

He's your new player in college.

He's related to Elvis.

Elvis? Elvis is not Russian. But that's
the beauty of it. You see, he's the

eldest son of Elvis' second cousin's
husband on his mother's side.

He used to play center for the Red Army
team.

It's lifeguards versus cops. Elvis'
second cousin is not a cop. Ah, but he

for the cops.

See, we used our discretionary budget to
make Dmitry a part -time hire for the

bike shop.

You're loading up our team because you
think Mackie's going to do the same? I

know he will.

Dimitri, come say hi to the boss man.
Come on. Hello,

boss man.

You ready to practice now? Is he a trip
or what?

America, she's a very great town.

Yes, she is.

I got aches and muscles I didn't even
know I had.

It's not too late to call it off. No
way.

With Dimitri in our lineup, we're at
least even money.

Any black and white or TV?

in the area for 15 fight in progress at
the arcade this is one pb6 responding

Isn't that, uh... Oh, yeah.

I really appreciate this. My pleasure.

How in the hell did I ever let myself
get talked to into a roller hockey

match? You are a soft touch.

Me? Mm -hmm.

I saw it the minute I met you.

Roll over.

Hmm? Roll over.

Now for the most important part of the
therapy.

Better? I think I might need a few more
treatments.

Thanks for the escort, but I can take it
from here.

Oop.

Am I interrupting something?

What are you two doing here?

Sorry, Tony. There was trouble at the
arcade, and we saw Jesse and... Dammit,

Jesse, I told you to stay away from
there.

Listen, Dad, I am not a child.

I'm 16 years old.

Why is she mad at me?

Well, if you think about it, Lieutenant,
she has a legitimate excuse.

I don't want to think about it.

Maybe I should go. What?

Yeah, we'll walk you to your car. Yeah.

Jesse?

Leave me alone.

Hey, tough guy.

We spent the night in jail because of
you.

You spent the night in jail because of
yourselves.

But we think you owe us an apology.

I don't want any trouble. You should
have thought about that before you

us out.

I said I don't want any trouble.

Too late for that.

I'm going

to

go for a latte.

2 4 0 ocean front walk reported for 415
fight in the alley again this is 1 pb3

responding we're black away

Mister, I'm not afraid to use this.

Maybe we can work out a lease option
plan for you guys.

Mr. Murrell, in a Jablonski statement,
corroborates with your own mouth, just

sign this complaint and you'll be on
your way.

I'm not going to sign anything.

Without your complaint, we can't hold
these guys.

Look, I'm not going to get caught up in
courts and trials and all that window

dressing. This is not going to become my
problem.

Excuse me, are you planning on going
back to 240 Ocean Walk?

You bet. It's my home.

Then these guys are going to make it
your problem.

Take a look. They're dying for a
payback.

Let them try.

Mr. Morrell, these... Look, there's
nothing you can do to keep me here, is

there? No.

Then goodbye.

Cut him loose.

Kind of weird, isn't it?

Him not wanting to press charges.

Find out if he has something to hide.

Got it.

A Navy cross and a silver star?

Not to mention a purple heart. And
Travis Morrell is a real war hero.

Yeah, Navy seal in Vietnam. That's about
as genuine as you get.

The secretary said to look for a
convertible puma parked right by the

I'd say that's got to be it. Yeah.

Gonna be big cop or bad cop?

Bad cop.

Shorts are riding a little high.

Excuse me.

Are you Mr. Eldred Small?

Tour de France? They went that -a -way.
Where the police, Mr. Small?

In those outfits?

Are you the owner of 240 Ocean Front
Walk?

Unfortunately.

Are you aware of the recent disturbances
at your building?

My manager keeps me up to speed.

We think your manager's part of the
problem.

It wouldn't surprise me. Everything to
do with that building is a problem.

Like nothing better than to tear it down
and put up something decent.

All those pesky tenants getting in the
way of a condo deal, Mr. Small?

Hey, the city says I can't do squat
about that prime chunk of real estate

as I got those tenants.

Can't evict them, can't raise their
rent.

I'm not the Salvation Army. I have a
right to make a profit.

Touching plea.

Yeah, I'm all choked up. Hey, you listen
to me, Small.

If conditions don't improve, my
lieutenant's going to petition the city

to start an abatement process and
declare your building a public nuisance.

He'll condemn it, pay you three cents on
the dollar.

and turn your primo chunk of real estate
into beach parking.

Are you trying to intimidate me,
officer?

Just a friendly heads up.

Have a nice day.

I thought you were going to be a good
cop.

I was a good cop.

It's me.

Whatever you're doing to run off those
tenants, take it up a notch.

Certainly, Mr. Small.

As you wish.

Very good, very good.

Now, park.

And you take the... Very good.

Next one, let's go.

All right, take that. Very good.

How'd it go with the owner?

My guess is small will do anything it
takes to empty that building.

Yeah, clear the way for luxury condos.

Come on, boss man, you practice now.
I'll be right with you, coach.

Hey, I want you guys all over this. If
we're going to stop him, we've got to

catch him in the act. Come on, come on,
we practice our play now. Come on.

Yeah, right with you.

In a sec.

I can come back later when you're not so
busy.

That'll be a week from never.

How's it going with Jessie?

Aside from the fact that she refuses to
talk to me.

What she really wants is for you and her
mother to get back together.

That's not going to happen.

Maybe not, but in Jessie's mind, that's
totally impossible as long as you and I

are involved.

We're not involved.

What I mean is we're not that involved.

We would have been if she hadn't walked
in yesterday.

No argument there.

Look, Tony.

I know that you and I could, you know,
have some fun together, but you've got

some unfinished stuff that needs working
out first.

Too old to have unfinished stuff.

That's the stuff I'm talking about.
You're so preoccupied with age.

If it doesn't bother me, it shouldn't
bother you.

Work it out, okay?

And, uh, make it snappy.

I'm not getting any younger.

Weigh a little more on the inside.

It'll improve your balance.

Like this.

Better?

Yeah. Thanks, Mr. Burrell.

Crap.

How's the water?

Same as every day.

Freezing when you jump in. Perfect after
a three -mile crawl.

Must be a holdover from your SEAL
training.

You've been doing some homework.

Part of the job.

The homework also tells me that Baron
and his apes are about to turn up the

pressure.

When they come after you, call us. We'll
handle it. I can't do that.

Why not?

I don't rely on others to solve my
problem.

You only rely on yourself. Is that it?

That's what I learned from my homework.

You look after yourself, okay?

Cleven, you're back.

I relied on other people.

It's getting chilly gentlemen.

It's time to turn up the heat.

The sound of him resting in peace.

Fire!

Christina,

there's fire!

Christina, open your door!

You're all right, Ina. Everything's
gonna be okay.

Oh, that had to hurt.

You'll bust it.

Throw the train, seal the fish.

Come on, Braveheart, show me something.

I don't think you can hit me.

Drop the gun, Farron.

I said drop the gun.

Nice try, big shot.

Hey, hey, he attacked me. He was trying
to kill me. This is self -defense. Yeah,

right.

It's my word against his.

Yeah, and who's a jury going to believe,
a decorated war hero or you?

You all right, man?

Yeah.

How's Ina?

Luckily, she has friends she can count
on.

Move it, Jess. I need the bathroom.

Dad, are you okay?

I'm fine.

You smell like one of Grandpa's stogies.

What happened, anyway?

Oh, you do still care, huh? Oh,
whatever.

Hey, come on, Jess. If we don't talk,
it'll never get any better.

So what?

Hey, look, I'm not enjoying this any
more than you are, but at least I'm

Look, the fact is your mother and I are
never going to get back to you. See?

There you go. You are so negative.

You've got to let it go, Jess. We're
never going to be one happy little

again, no matter how much you want.

Dad, we could.

You know, if you would just... No!

No, Jesse.

The only thing your mother and I can
agree on is you and what's best for you.

We're not going to stand by and watch
you self -destruct.

Now, do you want to stay here?

I said I did.

Then you've got to follow the rules.

Which are?

The exact same ones you have at your
mother's, plus a few of my own.

What are they?

You don't play us off one another.

You don't try to get us back together.

And you try to meet her halfway. Your
mother's feelings are badly hurt because

you want to stay here.

But she's trying to understand.

I expect you to try to understand her.

Then I can stay?

If you can live with the rules.

Yeah, I can live by those rules, Dad.

Well, I'm happy to have you.

But it's not going to be much fun if we
walk around growling at each other.

True. Huh?

True.

New beginning?

New beginning.

Roomies, huh? Roomies. Huh?

Huh? Wait, Dad.

What about Stevie?

Give her a chance. She might make a
friend, huh?

Don't push it, Dad.

You ready, Dimitri?

No, Mr. Victor.

We're killed.

Gotta love these Russians.

Hey.

They got a guy over there that looks
exactly like Rob Blake.

You idiot. That is Rob Blake.

I knew it.

It's Rob Blake.

You can't use him.

Why not? Because he's the top defenseman
in the NHL and captain of the Los

Angeles Kings.

Come on. Hey, from May to September,
he's just another summer hire.

Besides, what the hell are you
complaining about? I suppose Dimitri

got a detective shoot.

He's a legitimate part -time employee.

Don't worry.

I'll take it easy on you. You want to
wuss out, Victor?

What the hell I do?

Good. Then let's play some damn hockey.

Let's play. Yeah.

We're going to murder.

Mara, let's go babe, let's go, let's go,
let's go, let's go!

He should be fine.

By the time I'd left, he'd at least
remembered his name.

It was a good sign.

What about Baron and his punks?

Well, arson, drug possession,
racketeering. They're going to do some

And the owner?

He's going down, too.

The punks will trade up on Baron, and
Baron will give us Eldridge Small.

And what happens to the building?

The court's in place to get a trust with
the city to run. They're going to

restore it to its original condition.

Range control and all?

Yep.

The judge even insisted that the owner
find a new manager, someone who'd take

good care of the building.

If you're interested, the job's yours.

I don't know.

Yeah, you wouldn't want all those people
depending on you.

You ever let me live that down?

No, not for a long, long time.

So, what do you think?

Where do I go if I need some help?

Well, here they got these bike cops.

Supposed to work with the community. You
could always try them.

Don't try to talk it down.

Why, everyone back on my town looks down

at me.

It works for me.

Take a look around.

Just another day in LA.

Because at least anybody thinks she is
free.

Someday.

What if let down just another day?