All language subtitles for hunter_s03e13_straight_to_the_heart

You have some comp time coming? Take it,
go!

Go fishing, go!

I don't even know your name.

John Dawson.

Nikki Raines. Nikki, how are you?

Our luck will change.

I feel it.

I think it already has.

You're supposed to be fishing.

I am. Can I help it if I gaffed a big
one? I guess you did.

A hit has been put out on Sergeant
Hunter.

Come on, you don't believe that, do you?

You promised me.

What? You promised me last night when I
left, you said to me I'm going to go

home in 15 minutes, and that was 11
hours ago.

This Max Crane thing is making you nuts.

You know, you see, I will be nuts if
Crane is not indicted.

Hunter, you have to get some rest.
You're not going to do the grand jury

good if you can't stand up on Monday.

The only thing that has to stand up on
Monday is my testimony.

Look, this is your partner talking, big
guy. You're always talking about how you

want to go fishing.

You have some comp time coming. Take it.
Go. Go fishing. Go.

I don't want to go fishing. Yes, you do.
You're always telling me you do.

I have this fishing story for you. I
thought about this the other week. I was

going to tell you. There are these two
brothers.

And they both go fishing together all
the time, right?

One of them, all he has to do is
basically look at the water and the fish

out. I mean, he catches a fish every
time he throws a line in, right? And the

other one never catches a fish, ever. I
mean, for years, he throws a line in,

never catches a fish. The guy is very
frustrated, to say the least.

So one morning, he gets up really early,
right? And he gets all his brother's

gear. He gets the box with all the stuff
in it. And he gets the line with the

thing. And he gets the boots up to here.
He gets all it. stuff and he tramps

down to the water, puts it all on,
stands there, casts a line, waiting.

Nothing. I mean, we're talking nothing,
right? For hours he's out there doing

this. No fish.

Guy gets really frustrated. He's very
depressed. He says, forget it. He packs

all his stuff in. He starts to walk back
home and all of a sudden he hears this

like flopping sound over his shoulder,
right? He turns around and looks in the

water. There's this big, major fish
sticking his head up out of the water

the fish looks at him and goes, hey man,
where's your brother?

captain for some downtime. Come on.

You can go fishing.

You'll catch a big one.

Captain?

You look like hell. Will this truck run
over you?

I've been finishing up a job, Charlie,
okay?

You have finished that job, Hunter. The
rest is up to the grand jury.

With what little evidence we have on
this fellow.

The grand jury will not indict him,
okay?

Oh, come on, Hunter.

The man had $2 million of inventory
delivered a week before his warehouse

up in flames.

His partner was last seen alive on the
night of the fire. You spot Crane

to Alvin Decker, arsonist, who later
turns up three feet under an oak tree.

Now, with your testimony, there's enough
evidence there to get an indictment

against Mother Teresa.

I want you awake on Monday, so go.

Take a few days' rest.

He's actually ordering me to go fishing.

Very unusual.

It's not going to happen again.

And do me a favor. Stop in the print
shop on your way out and get yourself

new ID.

I don't want to get any ID.

Humor me on it, will you?

I don't want you leaving a paper trail
that says Sergeant Rick Hunter slept

here. Go before he changes his mind. Go.

Oh, yeah.

Not between my shoulder blades.

Yes, and some peace and quiet.

775.

Please sign here, sir. I'm terribly
sorry, Mr. Dawson. We had a tour bus

with 32 people on it. There were only
supposed to be 22.

Somebody punched the wrong number on the
computer. But I had a reservation at

this lodge. We made arrangements for you
to stay at the Grandview Lodge. All the

directions are right here.

They promised to make accommodations for
you.

Just give them this.

Grandview, huh?

I'm sorry, Miss Raines.

We've had a problem here today. We had a
tour bus come in with 32 people on it.

22 only supposed to be.

Thank you!

I don't know.

Hi, girl. Thanks for stopping.

Got a problem?

Arthritis of the field pump.

Well, what are you waiting for? An
engraved invitation?

Thanks.

His name's Kyle. He's really a rad
mechanic.

You want his number?

Yeah. Where's he located?

In V -Mod.

Well, that's where we live.

Hey, it's only eight miles from the
Grandview Lodge, and every night's a

night.

Okay, I'll take the number. And give me
yours, too, Will.

His is 74810, and mine's 74626.

626, got it. Kelly's my name, and this
is my sister, Christy.

Kelly and Christy.

She's shy.

She thinks you're really cute.

Really?

How do you know that?

I can read her mind.

What's she thinking about right now?

If I told you, she'd die.

Kelly, good to see you.

Thanks very much for the ride. I
appreciate it. Hey, don't forget to call

If anyone can fix your car, he can.

It's your brother, right?

How'd you know that?

Chris is fine.

Just one for dinner?

Yes, ma 'am.

Excuse me.

I owe you an apology.

How's that?

I saw you at the other lodge, and when I
passed you, I knew you were trying to

get here.

You see, I've been going through a
divorce, and all I wanted was some fresh

and some solitary confinement.

You will accept my apology, won't you?

Well, I'll excuse you if you excuse me
for what I've been thinking about you,

yes.

Thank you.

May I sit down with you?

Certainly. I feel kind of like an idiot
sitting at that table alone, and I don't

really want to be hit on today.

Well, good. We can sit alone together.

I'll have cold cereal and hot coffee.

Try the wild mountain berries. They're
delicious.

With wild mountain berries on it.

So, what are you doing here? Just R &R?

A lot of R &R.

I hope your problems are smaller than
mine.

I don't have any problems per se. I'm
just trying to get away. I'm in the

construction business.

I'm in the housewife business.

At least I was until six months ago.

You could have fooled me.

You look like an actress or a model.

Well, I was a model once.

And then I got married.

Are you married?

Close a couple of times, but no cigar.

Wish I could say that.

The guy started cheating on me the very
first year.

Then when I finally got fed up, he gets
joint custody of our daughter.

Please forgive me for rambling on like
this. It won't happen again.

No problem. Want to talk? Go ahead.

No.

That's it.

I don't even know your name.

I'm sorry.

John Dawson.

Nikki Rain.

Nikki, how are you?

You, uh, never do anything, do you?

Are you sure you're not a cop?

A private eye hired by my no -good ex
-husband?

Do I look like a cop?

Yeah, you do.

And besides, what are the chances of me
running into a man, all by himself, in

an out -of -the -way place like this,
who looks like you?

Well, now, I could say the same about
you now, couldn't I?

Okay.

I'm going to stop examining it and just
go with it.

I lost him.

Oh, our luck will change.

I think it already has.

So, are you a successful contractor or
just an overworked one?

I'm on the successful side.

That's why you rented this weird little
boat instead of one of those big flashy

inboards? I'm a thrifty, successful
contractor.

Somehow you look much more interesting
than that.

I don't know why these fish are ignoring
us.

I'm going.

Don't you know?

I know the answer.

There aren't any fish down there.

It's too cold.

Well, we did the best we could at this
spot.

In the meantime, I'll do everything I
can to warm you up.

I can't believe this.

Is this the same woman who told you
yesterday that she was looking for

confinement?

Yeah, same woman, different outlook.

Full of surprises.

You and me.

Life.

You know, being a successful but thrifty
contractor, I think we ought to

consolidate our living quarters.

Or am I jumping to conclusions?

You're jumping to conclusions.

But I was hoping you would.

I don't really want to face all the
smirks and raised eyebrows back at the

lodge.

So why don't we just find us a new life?

I like this place.

It makes me feel like Los Angeles is 5
,000 miles away.

Los Angeles? Where's that?

In another world.

Getting late.

For what?

Dinner.

Well, you want to have dinner?

I don't feel like having dinner.

I don't feel like having dinner either.

Let's stay here.

I have something here.

Let's go inside and talk about it for a
long time.

What are you doing sitting here in the
back, Sporty? They took care of that

of thing about 30 years ago.

Nicole, I do not want you to say
anything funny, because if I start to

will cry.

Not bad, huh? It's worse than that,
which is the reason for the low -rent

of our meeting.

Where is my dear friend, Sergeant
Hunter?

Probably at home. Where do you at?

He is not at home.

I've been trying to get him all day.
Now, where is he?

Why this sudden interest in where my
partner is?

Uh, McCall, I have some high -level quid
pro quo information concerning our dear

and mutual friend, assuming, of course,
he is still alive and well. What are you

talking about?

Look, I'm going to give you, I say give
you, some vital information.

In return, you will take a certain low
-life scumbag off the street.

His name is Marco Gazette, and he's
giving street business a bad name.

What's he doing?

He's doing drugs. Now, I know that's not
your domain or your responsibility, but

you can get the job done. Because this
guy's not only using juveniles, because

he's using little children. One of them
more than eight years old, selling his

crack. I want him off the street.

He is cooking his rock at this address.

You know, Sporty, I always knew there
had to be some reason why I liked you.

You like me because I'm my own man.

I am an autonomous individual. I have
holes.

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

But I would.

So, what's this information I'm getting
free of charge?

I have been informed and have reason to
believe that a hit has been put out on

Sergeant Hunter.

Wait a minute. I hear stuff like that
all the time. Where did you pick up this

rumor? Hey, Sergeant, I do not. I
repeat, I do not deal in rumors.

But if I gave you my source, then the
world would dry up forever.

And I don't deal in fiction either.
Look, all I want is the quid pro quo.

Markle off the street.

Not to mention the fact that I have
become sort of fond of Sergeant Hunter

want him around me for a little while
longer.

Well, can't you give me a little more
background here? Can't you give me a

little detail?

McCall, would I risk my reputation on
some will -o' -the -wisp rumor?

Credibility is my basic asset.

Not to mention the natural and enormous
gift with which I was born.

But just as what you see is what you
get, what you heard is all I got.

Well, you know, Sporty, just between you
and me could make some sense.

Thanks. I'll see you.

Nicky? Morning.

Nicky?

Hello? Max, it's me.

Right on time.

How's it going?

Just the way you wrote the script.

Then you're gonna get it done today,
right?

It'll be done.

I gotta confess, baby.

I wasn't too sure of this deal.

I feel better now.

I love you.

I love you, too.

What time is it?

Time for coffee and breakfast, among
other things.

Do you always get up at 7 o 'clock?

Oh, I had to call my daughter, Danielle.

Danielle? My daughter. She leaves for
school at 7 .30. Oh, I didn't hear you.

Well, I used the phone outside. I didn't
want to wake you.

Not while I wasn't at bed.

Excuse me, I don't mean to interrupt
you, but the clerk at the front wouldn't

answer my question.

What can I do for you?

I'm looking for a man whose name is John
Dawson. The people over at Tanner

Lake's lodge say they sent him over
here.

He's a big guy. He's about six foot six.

Oh, him.

Then he is here.

Well, no, he checked out.

When? Well, the next afternoon.

He and that young lady, they just
checked out.

What young lady?

Real beauty.

Bains, Raines, that's it, Raines.

They drove off together, God knows
where.

Were they in his car or hers?

They only had one car, a red Ferrari
Roadster. Thank you.

How do you do that? I mean, how do you
eat so much and look so good?

Exercise. Lots of exercise.

Speaking of which, you should eat more.
You need to keep up your strength.

Mr. Dawson?

Just tell me one thing. That isn't your
wife, is it? No.

Dee Dee, this is my good friend, Nikki
Raines. Nikki, this is my secretary, Dee

Dee. Hi, nice to meet you. You are a
very difficult man to find.

Well, apparently not hard enough. What
brings you around?

We have a small problem back at the
office.

Would you mind if maybe we discuss this
by ourselves? Oh, no, please don't. I'll

be in a minute.

Thanks.

Now I know why you've been so hard to
find. You told me to have a good time,

I am. What's the deal? You're supposed
to be fishing.

I am. Can I help it if I gaffed a big
one? I guess you did.

I got some real interesting news from
Sortie Jane.

Whoa.

What, is he into politics now?

He says that someone's got a contract
out on you, and I believe it. Oh, come

You don't believe that, do you? Besides,
they're going to have to find me now,

aren't they? Speaking of, who's your
friend?

Well, like I told you, her name is Nikki
Raines. She's recently divorced. She

has a daughter, Danielle, age seven.

She also has excellent taste in men.

Is that all you know about her?

Come on. I mean, is that the face and
the body of a professional hit person?

Besides, I want you to check out the
fingerprints on that compact for me. Now

there's the hunter I know and love.
Suspicious, cynical, and paranoid.

Also, this morning at seven o 'clock,
she made a phone call across from our

bungalow from that number running for
us.

You suspect her. Why don't you lose her?

Well, I don't suspect her yet.

I mean, at least I don't want to. I
think what I'd be... I'd rather not.

We're going to be eating at the Angler
restaurant tonight at 6 o 'clock.

Hi.

Well, I think that about covers it.

See if you can get along without me for
the next couple of days, if you will. I

promise we'll try. It was nice to meet
you.

Oh, nice meeting you. Bye -bye.

She seems very nice.

Not really.

But then again, she's quite efficient,
as you can see.

Oh, by the way, when I was in the
ladies' room, I couldn't find my little

compact. Did you happen to see it? No.

I must have left it in the room. I
thought for sure it was in my purse.

What do you need to hang up for?

Nicky!

Come on, those fish aren't going to
wait. I'll be right down.

He's on the phone.

Look, look, don't hand me that.

Well, I don't care what Weiler said.

Look, I was running divisions when
Weiler was still playing politics at the

police academy.

Yeah, well, do it my way.

What can I do for you?

I have to get back to the mountains.

Why? The woman that Hunter is with, I
ran her prints. She gave him a fake

Her real name is Rena Farrell, and she
works as a professional model.

A model with a professional name? That's
not unusual, is it?

I know that, but she also lied to him
about the fact that she said she had a

child and an ex -husband. She doesn't
have either one.

She made a call at 7 o 'clock exactly
this morning. From that number was a

booth. She called another phone booth in
Wilshire Park. She said she was calling

her daughter, the one that she doesn't
have.

I also got that out of her apartment.

Her apartment?

I got a warrant.

On what grounds?

Exaggerated facts. Look at the label,
Captain.

To the Max Designs.

That's Max Crane's business.

You got it.

Do you have any way you can call Hunter?

No, but he said he was going to be at a
place called The Angler at about 6 o

'clock tonight.

How long did it take you to get back
from him? Two hours.

You go code 3, make it 90 minutes. Go,
go.

Hello. It's me.

You're 17 minutes late.

I did the best I could. I can't control
every move he makes.

Listen, we've got problems.

Hunter's partner showed up, and she can
identify me.

We'll take care of that later.

Now, Max, the way we're taking care of
this?

Chill out, Lena. We'll handle it.

I mean, if we have to, get you out of
the country.

I'm not going to spend the rest of my
life on some dirt farm in Mexico.

You'd rather spend it in prison or the
gas chamber?

Do I have to remind you that they found
Alvin Becker's body? Do I have to remind

you who shot him?

Oh, come on, Max. This is the cop we're
talking about.

It's the cop.

The one guy in the whole world who can
put us away for life.

It's the one guy who can put us and
Debra together.

Without him, baby, their whole case
falls apart.

And you and I walk away with everything.

No, there's got to be another way.

Another way? Like what? I don't know,
Max.

Your neck is loose too, Rena.

Now, are you going to do this thing or
not?

Don't worry, Max.

I'll take care of it.

I promise, I will.

I'll handle it.

Okay, that's better.

I gotta go now. Talk to you later.

Yeah. Carl?

Who's calling?

My name's Max Crane, a friend of Johnny
Figueroa's.

I've got some business I want to throw
your way.

I don't discuss business over the phone.

Sure, I understand.

How about if we meet?

Johnny Figueroa gave you this number?

Yeah.

What does Johnny Figueroa look like?

Hey, we both know what Johnny looks
like.

He's built like a tank.

250 pounds.

5 '11". He's got a scorpion tattooed on
his left hand.

And what do you look like, Mr. Crane?

Me? I'm 6 feet, 265 pounds, blonde hair,
blue eyes.

Before we meet, I'm checking in with
Johnny.

The description better match.

Call me tomorrow.

Hey, hold on.

You don't understand. I need some work
done right now. I'm talking urgent.

Urgent costs more, Mr. Crane.

We have to meet now.

You know the baseball diamond at
Montgomery Park?

Leave now.

If I don't show up, it means you didn't
check out.

You're not eating.

Oh, I think I just got a little bit too
much fun today.

That's not it.

I have a bit of a personal problem.

Is there anything I can help you with?

I haven't been completely honest with
you.

How's that?

Mr. Dawson?

Yeah. Telephone for you, sir.

Thank you.

Hold that, Bob.

Be right back.

Hello. Hunter, is your little friend
still with you?

Yeah, why?

Her real name is Rena Farrell.

I've connected her to Max Crane. Hunter,
she's the one that's been sent to kill

you.

Are you there? I gotta go.

I need your keys, police.

Hey, like y 'all.

Hey, it's a new trust.

I'll be careful.

Don't tell me why Max Crane sent you to
kill me. I couldn't do it.

I had a gun, and I had the chance, but I
couldn't do it.

But why you? Why'd he send you?

I killed Alvin Decker.

He killed Max's partner, and he was
squeezing Max for money.

I came in, and they were fighting, and I
picked up Decker's gun, and I shot him.

But you couldn't shoot me.

Come on.

Come on.

You know who that guy is up there?

Yeah, well, I do.

That's the guy Crane sent to finish the
job.

Now, stay here. He probably thinks he
got you.

He's got a rifle, and all I got is this.

You'll be all right?

You'll be okay.

for that cop that was up here a while
ago?

Yeah, I'm with him. Where'd he go?

Hey, the stupid jerk stole my truck.

I'm gonna take that thief to court.
Where did he go?

Ah, he left here west on 54 after some
chicken at Ferrari.

Thanks.

You'll get your truck back.

Hey, well, I bet her me and Ernest are
gonna kick some butt.

Amen.

You gonna be alright?

If I leave you here, you gonna be okay?

Now look, don't move. Stay right here.
We'll come back for you.

I found Nikki.

She's hurt pretty bad.

This guy's dead.

Reena. Rick.

I liked it better when you called me
Nikki.

How are you feeling?

I'm okay.

I'm better on the outside.

I have the shoulders healing pretty
well.

Good for you.

I hope this isn't an official visit.

Max Crane was sentenced to 134 years
today.

Of course, he'll be out on good behavior
in the year 2053.

I also want to say thank you for not
shooting me and for telling the truth.

That's all I had left.

You're being transferred up to
Pleasantville. Doing your 27 months up

be like walking into a country club.

I also came by to say goodbye.

You may not believe this.

The time we spent together, that was
when I was being totally

honest.

Telling the whole truth.

The rest of it was a nightmare.

You'll be all right.