All language subtitles for vip_s02e19_val_point_blank

You know, I never thought anybody could
wear me down shopping.

But, Val, I think you have definitely
done it. You know what? This is really

important, Max. It's my high school
reunion. I have to find the perfect

For people you haven't seen in ten
years?

Now go to the closet. Pick out an old
dress. They won't know.

You must be tired.

I'm not even going to think about what
you just said.

Okay. I need something that says
success.

yet hasn't forgotten her roots.

Oh, speaking of roots, I would love to
see where you're from. Max,

I've decided I'm going to take Johnny.

Johnny? Yes.

Tasha and Mickey and Quick are training
seals somewhere.

It was something that they were
obligated to a long time ago before

along, so I felt bad and I'm glad to go.

Oh, I have an idea.

Since you're not going, I could borrow
that long, black, slinky dress you have

upstairs. The black dress would be
perfect. I know.

You

haven't

been locked in yet. Check out the
manifest.

We'll keep him in the produce center.

Pete, tell me you've got the ship's
plans.

Every deck and porthole.

Looks like this barge is in for a little
excitement.

Let's go.

I was just a girl working at a hot dog
stand when a movie star asked me out on

date. I happened to save his life, and
so in order to save his life, he told

everybody that I'm a professional
bodyguard.

Which, of course, I am not, trust me. So
then I was asked to be a figurehead at

a bodyguard agency, and they said I'd
never have to use any weapons or be in

danger. And I always am.

I've been thinking about this whole
training seals thing. You guys know how

feel about animal school.

Navy seals training.

We're going up north to learn amphibious
tracking maneuvers.

Oh, well, in that case, I don't want you
to be late, so keep packing.

Oh, my God!

I found it. What?

The Ricky Martin website you've been
looking for?

Try your yearbook online.

Eat Vancouver High Class of 1990.

Inman is gross.

Wait, where's Iron?

Are you sure you graduated?

Yes, Kasia. It's just not in the 90
-year book. It's in 91.

Because I skipped picture day that day
with an amount of crew.

Are you sure we're popular?

Cross -referencing your name against
class picture quotes? I get 29 hits out

a class of 43.

Take a look at this.

Graham Henry.

Life goal?

To light an M -80 under Val Iron's
skirt.

That's very forward.

No, he meant that literally.

He was the Nicky of high school. Always
wanted to blow some fucks.

I can see that.

Hey, Fabian Miller.

Captain of the Vancouver Wildcats.

Fabian looks so cute.

Life goal?

To have Val Iron jump out of a cake at
my birthday.

Hey, Nancy Biggs, Cable World Network
reporter.

Number two in the country next to
Blitzer. Oh, that must have killed her.

Life goes to be a successful broadcast
journalist and to prove to the world

Valerie Irons is a great big phony.

Well, who could blame her?

Here you are, 1991.

You were class president, Nancy was vice
president. You were captain of the

volleyball team, and she warmed the
bend.

She graduated with a 3 .9 average, and
you had a 4

.0?

Val, you were smart.

So what happened?

What do you mean, what happened?

You get a pretty good education at
Eaton's department store, you know.

Math at the cash register, chemistry at
the perfume counter, geography in

vacation wear.

And I memorized the entire condensed
version of Shakespeare while I was

my hair highlighted at the beauty salon.

I had to stay up all night, every night,
to get a 4 -0.

Really? So did Nancy Biggs. That's all
she ever did was work, work, work.

What did that ever get her?

Pulitzer.

Pulitzer schmulitzer.

I bet she doesn't even try and have a
good time at the reunion.

She'll probably bring her cameraman as a
date.

So she's definite?

We're in Los Angeles with a cameraman.

She and 27 other unsuspecting
passengers.

You match them up with their yearbook
photos?

Yep. Got a dossier on all of them.

Along with Geth.

Forty and all.

Oh, nice round number.

That pleases me, Tyrone.

Miss Biggs may not know it, but she'll
soon be reporting the Shining Brigade's

demands to the entire free world.

It's been a very special 10 years, a
time when life changes from wistful

yearbook images to the real thing,
career, romance, family,

and in some cases, maybe even a little
success.

Oh, my God.

You have not changed.

Well, neither have you.

Henley. Henley! Oh, Henley.

Henley. Oh, call me Firecracker.

That's my nickname at the dot -com where
I work.

Really? Yeah.

Well,

this is my friend Johnny Lowe. Oh, hey.
Nice to meet you.

So, what have you been up to?

Oh, I got married. I had two kids. I got
divorced.

I got remarried, though, and I had two
more kids.

I got divorced again.

So that's one kid every 2 .5 years, if
you're counting.

I'm doing fine, though.

Listen, I'll go get our tickets and meet
you in time.

Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you, too.

Okay.

What do you mean you don't remember me?

Whoa.

Can you believe an ex -teacher's trying
to crash our reunion?

Actually, Val, we've got a couple
surprises.

Don't tell anyone.

Okay. I've got three dozen M80s hooked
up below deck to fire confetti into the

ballroom when I pull the switch.

That's pretty groovy, huh?

Totally groovy.

Val, do you want to hear the other
surprise? It's a cake, just for you.

Okay, I'll see you inside.

Miss de la Cruz, assistant vice
principal of lunch.

Excuse me, miss.

Vice Principal De La Cruz.

Oh, well, if it isn't little Val Irons.

My, how you've grown.

Yes, Miss De La Cruz and I were very
close in high school.

Even though she kept showing up wherever
she wasn't invited.

Well, at least some students were more
appreciative than others.

Yes, and some teachers were a little
more sensitive than others.

Okay, fine.

All I wanted to do was meet some of your
smelly little friends, okay?

Okay, fine.

You can stay.

It's fine.

But you're not going in dressed like
that.

No problem.

Do what we do when we're not on the
list.

I heard you signed up for this gig.

Just like old times, huh?

Let's hope you don't screw up like you
did in Malaysia.

Malaysia?

Look at her.

Can you believe it?

Hi.

It's time not to believe.

Everything about her.

She's had liposuction, lip injections,
nose job, probably a couple ribs

And everybody knows about the implant.

I don't think so.

Please, if she stood next to a radiator,
she'd melt.

Do I know you?

I don't think so.

And don't ask my personal opinions like
that.

if I didn't think of this before.

Can I interview you right now on camera
for my CWN report?

Are you kidding?

It would be an honor.

Great, great. I'll just get my
cameraman.

Okay.

Didn't Nancy make it her life mission to
out you as a phony?

Yeah.

We'll change.

Anyway, I want to help Nancy.

You help her? She's an internationally
famous reporter.

Yeah, but she's so serious.

Go to her having fun, letting fate take
its hand.

On schedule?

Right where we need to be.

The mini -sub is on its way.

I'll take that with me, if you don't
mind.

Suit yourself.

In that case...

There are reunion guests who require our
services.

I just thought of your name tag.

Want to know what's inside the cake?

Maybe. Yeah, you do. You do.

Fabian Miller.

When I toot the ship's horn.

he comes just like he wanted Val to do
for him.

Pretty good, huh?

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Okay.

Valerie Iron, East Vancouver High
School, class of 90 and 91.

Ten years ago, you were a volleyball
player, an ace student, and a gymnast.

you have the famous security agency,
VIP.

Yet you yourself have no training or
experience. Isn't that true?

Actually, Nancy, I present an outward
appearance of no experience so I can

up a bad guy.

So your clients don't mind that right
before you were a bodyguard, you were

selling hot dogs on a roadside stand.

Well, as we all know, calling the tail
of the pup a roadside stand is like

calling the queen Elizabeth a jet ski.

Very entertaining.

But let's talk about the nitty gritty of
bodyguarding, shall we?

Well, can that wait? Because I drank
like a whole keg of Snapple on the way

here, and I really have to go.

Is this the line

to the laden room?

There has to be another bathroom on this
boat somewhere.

But my really big invention was the one
to Brock.

Yeah.

Confetti? Henley.

We've secured the upper decks. None of
those reunion bozos will bother us.

What does it matter?

In exactly five minutes, everyone aboard
this ship will become a hostage of the

Shining Brigade.

Guess what I invented?

Where's that?

The Wonderbra. Thanks for asking.

So if anybody mentions it, you know,
just play along with it.

You know, those are the hard hors d
'oeuvres. Come none of the sternos of

attention please.

Thank you.

You are now in the care of the Shining
Brigade.

Follow my commands and no one will be
hurt.

Me?

What do you want?

Just a little attention.

Which is why you, with your satellite
uplink, are going to broadcast our

to the world.

Presuming, of course, that you have no
philosophical problem with that.

Shani McGee, that Faust is a genius.

All right, back to work.

There's 50 million in gold coins down
there with our name on it.

is going to be to quit from quacking
that guy.

I'd like you to head for target
practice.

Val doesn't know what she's missing.

She's probably on the Queen Elizabeth
right now sunning herself with a little

pretty umbrella drink.

Hey! Hi!

God, it's so hard to find a bathroom
around here. It's really nice talking to

you. Bye!

Swirly shirt.

You too. Come here.

Watch it.

Or what?

Hmm?

Hmm?

Or... I would have to hope that you have
the safety on that thing.

Oops. Guess I didn't.

The next one goes through your eye
socket.

Now, you two weren't on the guest list.
Who are you, and why are you here?

I'm Johnny Lowe, and this is Maxim de la
Cruz.

We're the party planners.

Yes, we are.

Now, you see this entire nautical theme?

Our idea.

Nautic? This is a ship.

See?

We're good.

Frisk them, and don't take your eyes off
them.

lady, please.

You don't have to be like the rest of
them. You know, have some compassion.

Take your hands off or I'll shoot it
off.

We need to move faster.

I thought it was with you.

You

sure

you want to go through with the reporter
thing? I mean, why call attention?

Call misdirection, you idiot.

This reporter thing will hold their
attention while we get the gold.

If it's even under here.

It's under here, all right.

I killed three men to get this
information.

The last one, the last one heard it
firsthand from the OSS agent who stashed

here during the war.

Gold coins, just like this.

It's a shame they never made it to the
French resistance.

But then their loss is our gain.

This is Nancy Biggs aboard the Queen
Elizabeth, where a terrorist group

themselves the Shining Brigade have
taken my high school class reunion

I give you now to the group's leader,
Faust.

Good afternoon.

We hereby demand the release of all our
Shining Brigade comrades from prisons

around the globe.

We also demand a helicopter to take us
from this ship.

All hostages are safe and well cared
for.

A condition that will change drastically
should anyone attempt to disrupt our

little reunion.

You have one hour.

Play back.

An ace student and a gymnast. Now you
head the famous security agency, VIP.

Yet you... yourself have no training or
experience it's too early fast forward

wait vip that's valerie irons yeah so
what she's

infiltrated the ship she's probably
watching us right now guess again she's

probably in the bathroom shut up get
boiled back up here and you're gonna do

exactly as i say

Bye -bye, Donnie.

This list really needs to be updated a
little more often. Police and other

emergency vehicles arriving at the
shore.

But our captors hold all the cards in
this face -off.

Tensions are running very high now,
folks. Tasha, pick up.

Attention,

Queen Elizabeth.

This is Captain Dunphy of the Vancouver
Police.

We just want to talk.

Call me at 555 -0179.

Captain Dunphy, I presume?

Yes.

Yeah, you know, it's really very
enlightened of you to want to talk.

But, um, I don't know. It just seems
so... 90s.

That's thanks.

So now you listen to me, and you get
this right.

This ship is booby -trapped to 120
pounds of plastic.

If you make any sort of move, the
hostages will die. If you do not release

comrades, the hostages will die. If you
fail to deliver my chopper, the hostages

will die. You have one hour.

Positions, positions.

Boyle couldn't find irons. Researched
the whole ship.

She's good.

She's going to pull something. I know
it.

Well, why did you let her on board?

Weren't you the one that was in charge
of checking the gas?

I wanted to end the year.

Well, remind me. Inscribe that on your
gravestone.

On your knees.

Attention, Valerie Irons. Your presence
is requested in the ballroom. If you're

not here in one minute, the party
planner for this lovely event, Miss

la Cruz, will be executed.

That's all.

up already.

Can we also get along?

I guess not.

Valerie Iron.

Someone's going to pay for bringing you
on board.

Oh, they already did.

Kay, my assistant, she paid $75 for the
two of us.

Two? Yeah. Me and my roommate here. She
came with my date.

You live with the inventor of the
Wonderbra?

I thought she was the vice principal in
charge of lunch.

I thought she was the party planner.

I'm very versatile.

Enough!

She serves her purpose.

But as for you, you weren't in the
yearbook.

Someone brought you here.

South.

He went to high school with us, all
right.

But if we get out of here, I'm going to
tell the truth.

all about the heroic bodyguard who did
nothing because she's a fraud.

She's right.

I'm not a real bodyguard.

I know I head an entire agency, but I
know nothing about being a bodyguard.

The only thing I know about being a
bodyguard is what I read in

Weekly. You know, the movie stars that
have some big dude lurking ten feet

behind them, and if you try to take a
picture, they're all here in big

I think maybe you are telling the truth.

But if you're not a bodyguard, who's
going to save us?

No one is going to save you.

No one!

That's it. You, over there, sit down or
you're the first to go. Keep an eye on

the doors. Both of you.

I don't think they trust you, Val. Well,
they shouldn't because I found this.

It's a GPS submarine signaler. See, I
knew it was important.

What is it?

It's like a remote control to bring in a
submarine.

I don't understand why I have this if
they plan on leaving by chopper.

I don't know, but there's something down
there and it's not swapping the deck.

I gotta get down and out.

How about all these guys?

I've got some ideas.

I'm still here.

We're working on your demands.

It's time to let some hostages go.

Sorry, no can do.

If we think you might kill them all
anyway, we have nothing to lose.

You, bodyguard, come here.

Why don't you give your professional
opinion about what I'll do if they don't

back off?

For sure, this is Valerie Irons.

Here you are, sir.

Val Irons.

Val, listen, we're going to need to
verify your presence on the ship so we

the Shining Brigade's not holding...

Fine, all right, then. Then the next
sound you will hear will be one of my

bullets going through a hostage's skull.

Maybe one of you have been up to lately.

All right.

Not bad.

It's a pretty cool playground.

All right, let's switch gears and try
something a little more rugged, all

Let's go.

What the?

I've got ten messages for you, Molly.

Okay. Tasha, I have been trying to reach
you for hours. Have you not seen?

There's no TV in train steel land.

Thou's reunion has been taken over by
terrorists.

Queen Elizabeth, fill us in on the way.

I need to borrow your boat.

Joyriding is not an art, General.

RZ, this is Superboy.

We're moving a rescue op that needs our
attention now. You have a rescue op.

Nice grasp of the language.

I bet your lips don't even move much
when you read. And which of you,

is going to pilot that?

She is.

You can loan it to us. I promise it'll
come back in one piece.

Then come and get it.

I don't know. My arm.

Wait a second.

Excuse me.

Listen, I planned the inaugural ball for
the prime ministers in Kuala Lumpur.

And some of the people there had the
same symptoms.

Bone degeneration.

This is the Hanta virus.

Have either one of you been in Southeast
Asia?

We were in Malaysia.

You better check the back of her tongue.

But don't touch her.

You're a good, smart guy.

Okay.

Open your mouth.

Close your eyes.

Take out your tongue. You see?

Right there? You see it?

arms it's a hairball this man is sick
put him in the corner over there

Remember?

Every time I get rid of a guy up here,
more come up and down the fence.

I need some kind of a distraction.

Okay, Mr. Shining Brigade. I don't want
anyone to get hurt on account of me.

I have your signal thingy.

Yeah. What are you doing?

How do I know you're not bluffing?

Oh, it's the size of an X -Tel phone.
It's got blinking little lights all over

it. Looks like it's worth about 59
cents.

Don't think you've got enough, that
pretty little bodyguard.

Okay, mister, you better just give it up
right now because my team has a really

good way of tracking everybody down and
there's a lot of...

With it?

No, no, no, no. I don't think so.

See, when I get what I want, this ship's
going to suffer an unfortunate

accident.

Now you say goodbye to your friends.

Can you believe the things that people
leave behind on cruise ships?

Huh?

Good job. Here.

Go help with the hostages. I'll call you
when the sub's here.

We have just witnessed a brave and
heroic act taken place right before our

eyes. Unfortunately, it was done by an
admitted fraud, Valerie Iron.

Six cases, two of us.

Divides nice and evenly.

I heard that.

Your partners are going to rat you out
if you leave them high and dry.

True.

But here's an idea.

What if we leave them dead along with
all the other hostages?

You're the great Valerie Irons.

Take me to the signaling device and you
might still have a chance to save the

ship. Or you can die.

Follow me.

It's right over here.

Hold your fire, man.

Looks like Val Irons and the people have
this under control.

Change of plan.

You and I are going for a little swim.
I'm not leaving without the gold. We've

come too far. We'll jettison the gold
and we'll find it later.

Go somewhere.

Mercy.

My main concern right now is getting off
this ship.

Okay, keep it moving, they believe.

There you go. Good job.

Forty hostages held in terror by the
seven gunpersons. Now, everything seems

be under control, but we have heard a
rumor that there is a bomb set to go off

and blow up this final ship.

All right, that's it. Get out of here.

Forty -eight seconds?

Fancy cars, Mercury trigger? I don't
think so.

What do you mean you don't think so? But
they kept us on passage. You don't

think so? You can't handle this? I could
handle this, but not...

36 seconds? Come on! Well, what about
the girls and the gold and the spouse?

Food. Sharp food. Okay, so are we,
little Jeff. Right now. Let's go.

I guess Quick and Nicky are home
recovering.

Well, they earned their off.

Surprised you weren't too sore to come
in, too, after all of those training

exercises.

Those, they don't even faze me.

Oh, turn on the TV because we're missing
the Nancy Big story on the reunion.

Oh.

Did you say something?

Nope, nothing.

Beyond the drama and tragedy of the
Queen Elizabeth, the reunion served its

purpose, reuniting classmates and
friends.

Val Irons and I, once volleyball
teammates, student council leaders, and

buds, have managed to stay in touch over
the years.

No, we haven't. But seeing her at this
particular event was a sight for sore

eyes. Actually, Nancy, I presented
outward appearance of no experience to

up the bad guys.

And trip them up she did, but not this
reporter.

I knew back in high school that Valerie
Irons and I would both be going places.

I just didn't know we'd be teaming up to
catch a crew of international

terrorists.

Reporting from Vancouver, I'm Nancy
Biggs with CWN.

Wow.

She's one tough reporter. Very cool
under pressure.

But she said we were best friends and
she hated my guts.

That's what reporters do, Val.

It's called stint.