All language subtitles for renegade_s03e21_split_decision

Come on, Bobby.

Come on.

Wait, he's still there?

With company.

Hey there. Who's his friend?

Ernest Cray.

Cute. We know him. He's a 20K bounty for
killing a cop in Newport Beach.

Way to go, sis.

40 grand on wait list set for gun
running. That's a $60 ,000 package.

Does that mean you're springing for
dinner?

You got it. Here.

Did you call Reno?

About 45 minutes ago.

You know where you could be.

I know when you talked to him last.
Pacific Beach.

An hour ago.

You see this?

Damn, they're moving out.

It's too early. The deal's not till
tonight.

Yeah, well, you tell them that. Come on,
let's go.

Without Reno?

Sis, we snooze, we lose. But if we take
him now, we can get him to tell us where

the location of that weapons drop is.

That way we can bust the buyers and
collect double.

But without Reno, it's two on two,
Bobby. We've got no edge.

Sis, forget about the element of
surprise.

Come on, we'll be all right. Come on.

Let's talk.

Come out and show me your hands,
Waitley.

Then we'll talk all you want.

Look, before somebody gets hurt, Bobby,
you might want to consider this.

Bobby, what happened?

What happened?

Call an ambulance.

Call an ambulance!

How is she?

Where were you, man?

Where were you?

He was a cop and good at his job, but he
committed the ultimate sin and

testified against other cops gone bad.

Cops that tried to kill him, but got the
woman he loved instead.

Framed for murder, now he prowls the
Badlands, an outlaw hunting outlaws, a

bounty hunter, a renegade.

Okay, you're done.

I'm Karen Brummel. I perform the
surgery. You must be Ms. Phillips'

Yes, I am. The head nurse informed me
that there was a piece of shrapnel that

barely missed her heart. Is that right?
The key word is barely. It was inside

the cardiac lining.

Now, some of my colleagues wanted to
leave it there, but I chose to remove it

rather than risk infection. Well, Doc,
nobody informed me of this.

It's an ER, Mr.

Sixkiller. There is no time.

I had to make a decision.

I've done all I can.

She's in bigger hands than mine now.

How was she?

Bad.

There was a cop in there asking about
you.

Yeah? Well, what are we going to do?

We? Yeah, we.

Who was the snitch that turned you on to
Ty Waitley's safe house?

$100? Sounds like a bargain to me.

I've been looking for you my whole life.

Come on, baby.

I can't wait to show you my video
collection.

Hey, get lost.

Hello, moon man.

Hey, do I get a refund? Shut up. You set
up my parts. Just before Waitley tried

to blow him away, he called out their
names. Take it easy.

Only one person could have told Waitley
who was coming after him. You backed the

wrong horse, Mooney.

He's no good to us in a coma. He's no
good to anybody anyway.

And as soon as he tells us where to find
Waitley, he's a vapor trail. Let me

try.

You're trying. He's got shy in ICU.

What the hell are you saying? It's my
fault?

Wasn't it?

Look, this is a good cop, bad cop thing.

How do you figure it was my fault? 60
grand just too big a bounty to walk away

from, so you had to go in there and hot
dog it solo?

I didn't see your butt coming around
that corner when the crap hit the fan. I

was two minutes away.

You're actually leaving too long. Shut
up! You know, you always happen to be at

the wrong place at the wrong time.

What is that supposed to mean? Always
moaning and groaning about your poor,

pitiful life, saying, you know what,
Bobby? I'm going to burn out.

Well, newsflash, pal.

You just have.

Oh, what, the blame? Too heavy to take,
so you've got to put it on me?

I'm not buying it. Well, good!

Because everything you buy costs me
money. That wasn't my idea.

Oh, yeah.

Well, let me tell you something, pal.
You have come to love it.

Money. It's all about money.

Tell me something.

Would $60 ,000 have been worth Shy's
life?

I hope it was nothing I said.

How many times have I told you?

Crime doesn't pay.

I should do it right.

Hey, Don, they want us over in
Encinitas.

Right now? I'm starving.

Some meltdown tossed a frag grenade.

Wounded some woman, she's still touch
and go.

Look, can it wait?

I don't think so.

The victim's Bobby Sixkiller's next of
kin.

Shan Phillips?

Well, ain't that just awful.

Hello, busy buddies.

Bobby Sixkiller at Sixkiller
Enterprises. Any temporary office

this afternoon, please?

Yes. Mac and PC fluent, 80 words per
minute, heavy phone and fax.

Well, mine's in the hospital.

She got hit by a hand grenade.

Never mind. Listen,

I'll be here this afternoon for the
interview. Can that be okay with you?

All right. It'll be fine. Thank you very
much.

Classifieds, please.

Yes, I'll hold.

Yes, hello, I'd like to take a help
-wanted ad.

I need to hire a bounty hunter.

A bounty hunter.

Yes, I am serious.

Hello? Hello?

Hi. Hi.

Those are pretty.

Thanks.

I have your heart to kill.

Disappointed? No.

Where's Bobby?

I don't really know.

He probably came by while I was asleep
or something.

They keep me pretty doped up.

Yeah, it's probably the best thing for
you.

I'm glad I got you while you were still
awake.

Me too.

Chai, I won't be coming around here
anymore.

Yeah, I figured.

Cops are probably hanging around the
hospital.

No.

I mean, I'm...

I'm getting out. I'm going to leave the
business.

What are you talking about?

Bobby and I, we had words, and he blamed
me for what happened to you.

Why?

It wasn't your fault?

Maybe he's right.

Maybe I could have been there.

Reno, you can't leave now.

I'm going to be down for a while.
Bobby's going to need you.

He can find somebody who wants a job.

I don't anymore.

I'm going to go up to the mountains.

Start something new.

This is crazy.

What's going on here?

I'm sorry.

Visiting hours aren't until four o
'clock.

I'm leaving town. I just wanted to say
goodbye.

Reno. Look, this is intensive care.

Miss Phillips is still in very serious
condition.

Bye, Cheyenne.

Reno.

Relax,

Miss Phillips.

But I can't just let him go like that.
You don't understand.

I don't care if they're going to make
good on the check later. I want the

now, Stu. I need the money now because
you're killing me. You hear me? You want

to be paid? Get the money. Bye.

Can I help you?

No, but I can help you.

I'm Twink from Busy Buddies, one of Bay
City's largest and oldest temporary

office resource agencies.

I'm your new office manager.

Twink. Yes, it's her for Twinkle.

My parents smoked a little too much
since Amelia, you know. I thought about

changing my name, but to what? My
grandmother was Victoria, but I'm just

Victoria type. I also thought about
Lisa, but my middle name is Linda, and

Linda sounds weird, so... Let's just go
with your last name.

It's boring. Just call me Twink. No, go
right ahead. You can tell me, because I

need to know your last name if you're
going to work here. But it's boring.

I need to know your last name, otherwise
it's back to busy buddies, okay? My

last name is boring. B -O -R -I -N -G.

Your last name's really boring?

Duh. You need to work on your listening
skills.

What kind of name is Twink?

Boring.

What kind of name is Bobby Hicksfeller?

This is your desk. The computer's on.
This is where you work.

I told you, Ms. Phillips is not allowed
to have visitors. It's not social.

Officer! It's Lieutenant, lady, and I'm
investigating an attempted murder.

If you people don't let this woman rest,
it's going to be a successful attempt.

Have you ever heard of obstructing
justice?

Because in California, that can either
be a felony or a misdemeanor.

Well, it's up to me.

I always go for the heavier charge.

Shan?

Who's that?

It's John Dixon.

He brought you some flowers.

Let's not do that.

Nurses are awful busy out there.

I don't want you here.

Oh, come on now.

I want to be friends.

Don't you want to be friends?

Let's see what we've got here.

Oh, morphine.

God, don't you love modern medicine?

When you need drugs, you really need
drugs.

I'm not so sure about the dosage,
though.

I've got to give you a little ride.

How's that? That better?

A little more?

Sure. Sure.

Like that.

Thanks.

See?

We're friends.

Uh -huh.

Now we're going to have a friendly
little talk about Reno Raines.

Little fuzzy wuzzy needed a haircut.

Doesn't anyone ever take care of you?

Oh, please.

Bobby, man, I brought this. Not today,
Tony. Yes, now, right now.

What could I do you for?

I want to save your day, that's what. I
hear you're short some help.

Really? Can you type?

Oh, not her.

Vince Black, I'm looking for some real
work.

For your information, I type 30 words a
minute, I have an excellent phone

manner, and I was topped in my class at
the Western States Academy of Office

Skills. Now, if that isn't real work, I
don't know what is.

Tony King, twink, boring.

Hey, yo, Twinkie.

Twink. Anyway, look, how hard can this
bounty hunting be?

Today, impossible.

No, half the guys I know have warrants
out on them. Just tracking them down is

going to keep me busy for a month.

Yeah, you see, it's a bad idea to bust
your own friends, Tony.

Come on, man, I could do it. I'd be a
great bounty hunter.

Drop the subject, okay?

All right, all right, all right, man.

Here's a special one -time -only offer.
I'm gonna bring you a bad guy just to

prove to you I can do it, okay?

No. Great, man, I'll see you. Hey,
later, Twinkie.

It's Twink!

It's Black. Yes, sir?

Listen,

if it was up to me, I'd give it a try,
but...

Regional office as a policy.

I'm real sorry.

Yoo -hoo, shy.

Ready to come home yet?

Bobby.

Thank God.

Where's Reno?

Well, I actually didn't want to worry
you, sis, but we've had a falling out.

I know all about it. He told me he quit.

Yeah, well, I actually fired him.

Bobby, you've got to find him.

Something really, really bad happened.

Dutch Dixon was here.

What did he want?

I don't even know.

He came in, acted real friendly.

And? I don't know. He did something to
my IV. I woke up. He was gone.

Bobby, I don't even know what I told
him.

It's okay, sis. Just...

Hey, Bobby.

Don't shoot.

You put a hole in your own chair.

What are you doing here?

I've been answering your phone. You got
some phone messages here.

Job apps, mostly.

Reno's replacement, I bet, huh?

Get out of here.

You cool your afterburners, will you,
Bobby? Things have changed.

Meaning?

Well, I figure since the reason for our
animosity has moved on, you and I could

be friends. I mean, we used to do
business together, right?

Don't remind me.

Come on. I introduced you to Reno.

What was that figure? 100K rings a bell.

Yeah, $100 ,000.

And that offer still stands.

100 if you tell me where he is.

If that pans out, I double it.

And if you want to go along and have me
catch him, I could go to three.

It's not enough.

Oh, yeah.

Remember, everything's always a
negotiation with you, isn't it?

So how much is enough?

Well, I don't know, Dutch. What are you
worth now, huh?

Your net worth off the books.

You offer me 300 grand here, you got to
be worth, what, 10 times more than that?

Maybe. Yeah, maybe.

Well, maybe I want half of it.

Well, maybe I want it all.

Come on.

Because that's exactly what it's going
to cost you when Reno brings you down.

Will you come back to the planet?

The planet's not big enough for the both
of us.

So when did you get so sanctimonious,
huh?

Don't tell me that Reigns is rubbing off
on you, too.

Well, of all the riffraff and scum that
I deal with on a daily basis, The worst

one of them all.

Turns out to be a cop.

Really? Yeah, really.

When rain falls, and he's gonna fall,

you're gonna go down the chute with him.

You can kiss your Native American dream.

Can I get you anything else?

No, thanks.

Here's a refreshing cup. That's okay.

No, it's okay.

You drink like a man who doesn't want to
go home.

Or have one to go home to.

You hardly look home.

My shopping cart's parked out back.

Oh.

Here you go. Oh, uh... Second thought.

I'll pay cash.

Don't short me, Doug.

Billy, I am not shorting you.

Excuse me.

You're going to deal in here. You cut me
in. That was our arrangement.

Well, our arrangement has changed.

Doug,

why don't you get the hell out of here,
okay? It's enough!

I think you made your point. Is that a
fact?

Go clean him up.

Help yourself.

You're kidding, right?

Listen, the clinic's up the block. If
you take my car and give him a lift, you

can have his job.

The guy was nothing but trouble.

Coming in here high, dealing drugs.

You ever tend a bar?

A time or two?

Five bucks an hour plus a tip.

Keep the dope dealers away, keep the
drunks out of their cars, and keep the

betting down to a dull roar.

You're on.

You don't need time to think about it,
huh? Nope.

Come on, pal.

150? Okay, I get it.

Inflation. I'm real sorry about our
little misunderstanding yesterday.

I'm real glad we reconnected.

Mooney!

Not again.

You get lost.

No, please.

Wait for me over there.

Now, I hear you had a visit from Bobby
Sixkiller.

Yeah, so?

So what did you tell him, Mooney?

Nothing. You better start talking.

I'm not a patient man.

I swear, Ty.

He started to shove me around, then he
and that long -haired partner of his got

into a screaming match and forgot I was
there.

Would I lie to you?

Yeah. In a hop.

You're right.

I would.

But this time I'm not.

You know something, Mooney?

I believe you.

You do?

Yeah.

Because that story's too stupid to be
made up.

Have fun on your date.

Shy and Phillips, please.

I know. Look, I'm family.

I just found out about the injury.

Thank you.

Shy? Reno, where are you?

Up in the mountains living a dream life.

Got a steady job, rip over my head, and
nobody chasing after me.

Scratch that last part.

Dutch Dixon paid a call.

So?

So he dosed me up with morphine and
asked me about you.

I don't remember what I told him.

Well, what could you tell him? You
didn't know anything.

I knew mountains.

Oh, don't worry about it. That could
have meant anything from Canada to

Colorado. Look, I really think this is
going to work out for me, at least for a

while. There's another thing.

You've got to talk to Bobby.

Shy. Reno, he needs you.

He doesn't need me, okay?

He never did. He was fine before he met
me.

I don't mean financially.

Bobby doesn't let many people get close
to him.

You and I are the only ones, Reno.

Think about it.

Okay, I will.

Promise? You heal up fast now.

I'll try.

Night.

That's with me, man, huh?

You want...

Ding dong.

It's Twink.

He dead?

No. I don't think.

He's breathing.

What's wrong with him?

He's a bounty, Twinkie. A payday. A bad
guy.

Well, take him away. Can't you see him
on my lunch?

On your lunch? Do you know what I went
through to get this guy?

He ought to pay pretty well, too.

Assault battery, armed robbery,
aggravated mayhem.

Well, what am I supposed to do with him?

If it was me, I'd take him over to the
precinct on Union Street before he wakes

up.

Oh, and tell Bobby I'll be at work first
thing tomorrow morning.

Why couldn't I have gotten a nice
proctologist?

Want the good news or the bad news?

The good.

I can use it.

5 ,000 bucks to fix my car.

That's the good news?

Bad news is the insurance won't declare
it a total. You know, they never run

right once they've been hit.

The police want to talk to the driver.

Oh?

Yeah, sure.

Somehow I thought you might want to
avoid that.

What gave you that idea?

I ran a check on your W -4 this morning.

Your social security number says that
you're some little old woman in Fort

Worth, Texas.

Must be a missing digit or something.

Yeah, right.

Turn around. Look at me.

I told the cops I was driving.

Thanks.

My little brother did time.

He was 20.

Ran with a bad crowd.

Got drunk and robbed a 7 -Eleven. I'll
bet.

I know what jail can do to a life.

What if my problem was a little more
serious?

Last night earned you some slack.

And when you work back there, you get to
be a pretty good judge of character.

I owe you, Maddie. Can I start
collecting right now?

Name it.

You're not a vent.

A vent is a guy in silk slacks and
Italian loafers.

You're right.

He promised not to laugh.

My name is Reno.

I was named after my parents' honeymoon
spot.

It's a good thing they didn't go to
Niagara Falls.

As a matter of fact...

I have.

All right, so you don't bother getting
up.

I got reading materials, bestsellers,
fiction and nonfiction.

I also got local papers, international
papers. I also got Rolling Stone. I

feel much like reading.

Videos. I got videos. I got comedy. I
got action. I also got art.

Food. I got food.

Chocolate chip cookies if you feel
naughty and health food bars if you

Have you talked to Reno?

Reno who? Bobby, stop it.

So then he's gone.

And maybe that's the best for us all.

How can you say that?

We risk prison every time we work with
him.

He's the one at risk.

He put you at risk.

He did not.

Bobby, we're in a dangerous business.

You can do every single thing right and
still get hurt.

He should have been there.

To do what?

Throw himself on the grenade?

Bobby, he saved my life more than once.

And he saved yours, too.

Stop blaming.

Call him.

Find him.

Gee, I remember lifting and carrying my
job description.

I told you it

wasn't over.

Lynch, face to face, that's not your
style.

Shut up.

Come on now.

I'm not worth a murder rap.

Well, don't be so modest, Reno.

Your face is all over town. I'd say
you're more than worth it.

Now turn around.

I don't think so.

Well, it says here, dead or alive. You
force me, I'm going to choose.

If it helps, I didn't do it.

It means something to me, but... Listen,
you better get out of here.

If he found you, the law can't be far
behind.

I think you're right.

Vince.

Where will you go?

Home.

Thanks for believing me.

Yeah, Lou, this is Sixkiller.

Yeah, do you remember my offer to Vince
Black?

Well, he's gone underground, and I'm
looking for him.

I'll offer five figures to anybody who
can find him, plus two tickets to Cabo.

Of course I'm serious, and I want you to
get back to me right away, okay, Lou?

Thanks, bye.

Sixkiller. Hey, Bobby.

What do you want, Mooney?

Look, I feel real bad what Waitley did
to your sister.

Cut the crap.

He came to see you, right?

Yeah, okay. He did.

And I'm scared.

You still want him? What do you think?

I know where he's gonna be.

Where? 10 ,000 terminals.

The ocean going docks. He's got a
shipment coming in.

All right, I got it. Now you listen to
me, Mooney. If this thing pans out, I

just might forgive you.

I'll fill my heart.

Did he buy it?

Oh, yeah.

Wholesale. Good.

Now, once he's gone, we kill his sister.

And after that, the only person that's
left that can tie us to them is you.

Right.

Sixkiller's not in at the moment.

Who are you, the plant lady?

No, I'm Mr.

Sixkiller's temporary office manager
from Busy Buddies, one of Bay City's

largest and oldest... Is that a clue to
answering the phone?

Sixkiller? No. You expecting him?

Sure. If I see him, I'll send him right
over.

Bobby missed a bail hearing, one of his
own bounties this afternoon.

Who are you exactly?

I'm Vince Black exactly. Where is he?

Well, it's not correct office policy to
give that kind of information to

visitors. Well, this isn't a correct
office.

What do you think you're doing?

Here, give me that.

Stop it.

Waitley.

10th Avenue Terminal.

Mr. Sixkiller will be very upset.

Not as upset as he'll be if Ty Waitley
lobs another hand grenade at him.

What? Never mind. Just, if you see him
before I do, tell him Vince stopped by

mend the fence.

Well, I'm sorry, but I can't authorize
any repair work.

That looks kind of painful.

Who are you? I understand you met up
with somebody I'm looking for.

Hell, met him.

He gave me this.

Any idea where he's headed?

If I did, I'd be on his ass trying to
collect this reward money. Look at him.

Look at this.

Here comes some of that money now.

He said something about home.

About going home.

Hey, hey, hey.

I just helped you.

What's my reward?

Your reward is knowing that you did your
civic duty.

Loser.

I spy with my little eye. You looking
for me?

Gun.

Move it.

We're six killer. That does it. I quit.

What? No one who comes into this office
has any manners.

Who raised you people?

And maybe you didn't hear me. I don't
know anything. Look around. You might

something in code or secret ink.

Get over there.

Great.

So where are we going?

Keep shooting.

Yeah. See, I hold it, Paul.

Ernest here throws you up in the air,
and I blow you to pieces.

Sounds oh so entertaining.

For me, anyway.

Then I thought we might stop by the
hospital, pick up that little sister of

yours, liven things up a little bit.
What do you say?

Frankly done.

Your timing is excellent.

As always.

You mean I'm not late this time?

I mean you weren't late the last time
either.

Reno, whatever happened to Shy was
nobody's fault except for theirs.

I want to say I'm sorry.

That's okay, man.

I owe you an apology anyway.

That's real touching, guys. Real
touching.

Yeah, Reno.

I haven't seen you in a long time.

Not long enough.

Yeah, we just messed up in Julian.

Yeah, well, you know me.

Just a wandering kind of guy.

Get up.

Oh, heck, I figured this would take at
least an hour. You guys had some

reacquainting to do.

Oh, it's not going to take long at all.
You know, my problem always was with

you, Reno. I was trying to be too fancy.

Since you got yourself convicted, I
don't have to worry about that much

You're on a bus, pal.

It's been funky. Oh, wait a minute,
Dutch.

There's something that you may want to
reconsider.

What's that?

This.

Well, Dutch, I guess some things aren't
meant to be. You don't know how right

you are.

So, sis, you got all my flowers, right?
Yes, I did. Thank you.

And what about the big box of
chocolates?

The nurses ate them.

Oh. And what about the, uh... Yes, I
watched your video twice.

Oh.

I'm so glad they let you out, sis. Yeah,
me too.

But you shouldn't have shown me the
offer. It's a mess.

Set Mountain Recovery back by a week.

Sorry. But the plants look good, though.

And did you see the stack of mail
twinklers?

Yeah, I did. But the plants look good,
though. And the computer. How did she

manage to crash it?

Maybe she watered it.

Reno. Hey, Shai.

So does this mean that you two made up?

Yeah, well, you got it. That's great.

Well, once he apologized.

Once I apologized?

I guess you're right, I did apologize.

See? He's even getting humble.

Oh, like I wasn't humble before?

Well, it was a big job. You had so much
to be humble about.

You guys.

Oh, yeah, this has come from Mr. Aw
Shucks himself.

Cool at you two.

No, that's okay, sis. This is male
bonding. Yeah, he's right. We missed

What'd you call me? You know what's
funny about this guy is that he's never

crashed his Harley, and he spends so
much time looking at his rearview mirror

admiring himself.

I'm not admiring myself. I'm making sure
you're nowhere in sight.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

Sis, what's Dutch Dixon's number? You
know what I mean? I can use some

555 -8000. Go ahead, dial it. I dare
you.

I don't believe you.