All language subtitles for vip_s04e21_val_who_cried_wolf

This is it. Scott Taylor's pad.

What, he couldn't get a bigger place?

Hey, king of the box office deserves a
castle.

Isn't Val supposed to be here? Scott
Taylor's biggest fan?

He's coming.

No way he's going to miss the man behind
Jimbo Strikes Back and Jimbo Rides

Again. Scott's Jimbo character's pretty
funny.

He could be the next Jim Carrey or Robin
Williams.

Mm -hmm.

Well, that is.

Unless the death threats he's been
getting turn out to come true.

Hark, yonder they come.

What beauty doth grace my little front
porch.

Is it thee?

I pee, pee, I pee.

Come to save me?

And if not, who's the tall drink?

Tasha Dexter, your bodyguard.

Excellent. I'll guard yours if you guard
mine.

Let's see if this is going to be real
fun.

Come on, ladies.

Lighten up.

It's Jimbo. Huh?

Always on.

You're not lightning.

Oh, now look, guys. Look, you scared him
away.

Hey, back off! No!

Guys! Go look out the window and get rid
of him.

It's locked.

Come on.

Put the gun down.

He says drop your gun.

Okay. Just do it, please. All right,
take it easy.

Put the gun down now.

Hey. Hey, Tasha.

Want to sip my soy latte? It's decaf.
It's not bad.

Val, bad time.

Scott! Oh, my God, you know what he's
doing? He's doing that hostage bit. I

this gag.

I saw him do it on Leno last week.

You saw that?

Yes, I'm your biggest fan, Jimbo.

Just kidding!

Rubber!

The prop guy gave it to me on Jimbo
Strike Back.

Be right down.

He is so funny.

Yeah, he's hilarious.

The beautiful and lethal Valerie Irons.

Plucked from obscurity to head an elite
Los Angeles bodyguard agency.

They know how to get things done.

Eventually.

Out of my way, limo man.

Val

should

be out of the bathroom in two shakes,
Mr. Thaler.

It's Scott, okay?

Don't get all formal with me just
because you got suckered by my gag.

Yeah, well, do a little Jimbo for us.
We'll let you off the hook.

Jimbo just doesn't appear on demand, my
friend.

Jimbo only comes at the happy places
where friendly people live.

Yeah, I can dig it. I can dig it.

Oh.

Jimbo like body guard lady.

She's so pretty.

Enough!

All right, anytime Scott wants to come
out and play, we need to discuss these

threats.

Jimbo's scared of... Jimbo's mad man.

Like Jimbo's mad man.

Ah, yeah, well, smart enough to share
with us the lowdown on his death threat.

Okay, okay, I mean, good point. I mean,
I did hire you guys, right?

All I know is it sounded like a guy, but
his voice was disguised by one of those

gadgets, electronic gadgets, and he
said, I'm making so much money I should

share it with him or else.

I mean, the guy's not fooling around.

He knew exactly where I've been. He knew
the names of all my cars.

Name your cars?

Well, they're practically my children.

What? Scott's got a collection of some
fly rides.

All right, back to the point. Is there
anybody on your staff that might be

disgruntled or, uh...

Are they in stitches all the time? No.

No, I mean, the cops checked out my team
and... Yeah, maybe I am on a little too

much.

Hell, all the time. Who am I kidding?
I'm sorry about that.

Well, you know, obviously it works on
some levels.

We just take this seriously.

Yes, I know. It's... It's just... All
right.

It looks like I've got the world on a
string.

But you have to know what it's like to
be the new boy.

At ten schools in two years.

To have your mom die and your father
kick you out.

Living out of cars for the next three
years, rooting around in dumpsters for

food.

Man, that was your life?

No!

I just said you had to know what it's
like.

Val, let's go!

I'm just kidding!

Here we are, Mr. Taylor. 365 Studios.

Is that him?

My people.

Taylor!

Easy, easy.

Johnny, you came in at the stage, girl.

Four entrances, all covered by cleared
security.

Anybody want to get to Scott?

We're making him hard.

I'm ready to take him out myself.

Lighten up. The guy's funny.

Val,

you coming?

Uh, sure. But I just wanted to ask one
little question.

Yeah, what is it? I was just
wondering...

The studio's paying for this all day,
right?

Yes.

Val, what are you doing? Val!

intrinsic value, which I should not
dilute.

Yeah, just kidding, right? No,
seriously.

It's what I like to call the process,
Callie. Each time I scare him a little

more until... Until he's got 24 -hour
protection.

You and your stupid phone threats.

Okay. All right. Time to move on to
phase two.

So, Scott, how do you deal with the
stress?

Yeah. Well, I'm taking yoga now, which
really helps me relax.

First thing I do is I stop off at
Starbucks for a grande double espresso.

So I've only learned the nervous cat
pose.

But you know what I wanted to plug while
I'm here?

My next movie is just going to be me.

So I've only learned the nervous cat
pose.

See? He owes you.

You are Jumbo.

You know what? I did kind of create that
cat.

Kind of?

That stupid bastard robbed you and you
sat there like a wart and let him.

I can't believe we were best buds in
college, you know? I trusted him. He

you. Cut to Jimbo. He lived a high life
while Randall mucks it up in a trailer

park.

It just ain't fair.

Hell no.

We're going to make him pay. I tell you
what, Bunny Lips, that SOB standing in

front of me right now, take all his damn
money.

No.

Money, baby.

Him.

Then we make him give us his money.

Okay.

Blink too much on camera. Hey, it's a
tick.

He also doesn't like that I'm a
hunchback.

Yellow. All right, follow my
instructions or die.

I'm all ears.

Okay, good.

There is a gym bag in the men's room.
Tell your fancy schmancy bodyguards you

got a tap of kidney or something.

Go in there, grab the bag. You got 24
hours to bring it back with 100 grand.

120 grand.

Inside. Uh -huh. Then what?

You're going to get further
instructions.

By the way, we're watching you. So any
little signals to your little VIP

friends? The deal's off.

You hear me? Loud and clear.

Well, I'm going to signal VIP now.

So I guess the deal's off. Bye -bye.

Another death threat.

Okay, yeah. Don't hit me.

Well, no one's going to take you
seriously if you ask for... a hundred

okay yeah guess what callie we're gonna
get more it's just an excuse to get him

alone okay okay now it's ringing just
let me handle this

scotts are us okay idiots what i was
saying is if

you don't do what i say you're dead the
previous deal where i was going to take

the money and let you live yeah well
that one that one's off okay

Hear that?

Scotty boy. Who's this?

Now walk to the freaking man's room.

He's here.

Now you have to get a genuine Scott
Thaler, John Hancock, because if you get

Jimbo, that's only half hot. Right. Or
half not. Yeah.

Look at that fucking Tasha. I bet Scott
suckered him into that whole cops and

robbers bit from Jimbo Strikes Back.
Jimbo Strikes Back. Oh, when Jimbo was

trying to protect his ex -con friend and
sent the cops running to the end of the

pier. Yeah, yeah, yeah. That was my
favorite scene. So just pretend that you

the bad guy, okay? Don't do it. Oh,
that's mean, but it's very funny.

I know. Do it.

No, no, you do it. No, you do it. You do
it. I'll do it. I'll do it.

I'll do it. I'll do it. I'll do it.

They went that way, and they had really,
really big guns.

Go. God's going to love this one.

They were chasing a real bad guy.

My dad.

There must have been 150 people in this
parking lot today.

And all of them look suspicious.

Excuse me, Scott.

Gotcha. No problemo.

Tricky, tricky.

I get it. You want my autograph.

What did you just ask?

Hey, Eugenia.

Yeah, Scott.

You sure there wasn't anything you
recognized about the caller?

Well, he did call me Scotty Boy.

Does anybody you know call you by that
name?

Everybody now.

Oh, I get it.

I swear I had no idea who funny man on
phone.

I'm not pulling a Jimbo here. I'm
totally telling the truth.

Look, I got to get to work.

Research for my next film. It's sort of
a Tomb Raider meets...

sleepless in Seattle.

Jimbo need to learn Jeet Kune Do.

All right, I'll teach you some basics.

Well, Johnny's only good with the
basics.

I'll show you the real stuff.

Okay. So balance is the key.

So I'd like you to put your weight in
your front leg right here in the center.

Okay. Lift up and then kick.

Good.

Good. Cool.

I learned pretty fast, huh?

That's good, man. Back it up, back it
up.

Look, if you want to get flashy, you're
going to need to get a little street on

you. Check this out. Street, street.

Streetology, baby. Not bad.

But if you want the audience's
attention, you've got to have a little

style.

Like this.

You want to play, huh?

Is that what you call it?

Here we go.

Guys, break it up. Someone's going to
get hurt.

That's right. You better listen to him.

Let me get in. Come on.

I'm going to put the hurt on.

Come on, break it up, guys. Come on.

My shoulder, I think it's dislocated.

Yeah, what'd you do?

Sweat and touch it.

The pain, I think I'm gonna pass out.
I'll get an ambulance.

Just kidding!

You guys are too easy.

I gotta stop.

Yeah, you have to stop.

I'm stupid at getting really old.

I don't have to feed the beast.

I don't. I have it totally under
control. My God.

I love you. Sure you do.

Faith, you're hooked.

It's true.

It started with press pics and
autographs. But then I traded my nail

used washcloth for a... Heath Ledger's
sweaty t -shirt.

And now I can't stop.

Yep.

So, uh, what'll it be?

Well, I've got something you'd want.

Scott Thaler.

Original.

Personalized.

Let me see.

Very rare.

How do I know it's real?

Check it out.

To my dear friend, K.

Eugenia Simmons. That's me.

Oh,

come on, Benny, please.

All right, I can offer a trick.

But you're going to have to come back.

Me, uh... An hour.

I got some really good stuff coming.

Okay, an hour. I can wait an hour.
That's no problem.

Benny, do not.

You getting on your nerves yet?

A little.

So now we bow.

Good job.

Okay, I get it. I get it. You're
throwing in the towel.

I don't blame you.

In fact, you guys have been so cool,
it's time I give some coolness back.

Tickets.

It's my next movie premiere. Now, it's
in New York, but I booked a private

Jetson hotel.

These are the toughest ticks in town.

The premiere's gonna be muy caliente.

Keep this up. I might just start to like
you a little bit.

High praise from you, shorty.

All right, I'll keep these and the
Dakota for safekeeping.

This is gonna send those bodyguards
scattering for sure.

Even Scotty boy all by his lonesome.

Easy grab.

My part's all done.

How about your part?

Don't you worry about me, baby cake.

I got my end covered.

Sorry to bother you, but I made this for
you.

More surprises.

Hang on, I'll get you an autograph.

Oh, no, that's okay.

Enjoy.

That girl.

Already gone.

Hey, Nick, check this out.

Hello? Your only money, buddy of mine.

Now it's time to pay.

I know exactly who this is, buddy of
mine. The Scotty boy gave you away.

Guys, we got something here.

Everybody clear out. We got a bomb here.
Clear.

Get out of here.

Your fancy Hollywood bodyguards can't
save you this time.

I'm going to blow them straight to hell
unless they run right now.

I said run!

Wow, they press pretty tight.

I can't believe how amateur hour this
is.

So it's a piece of cake, right?

Just the opposite.

I don't know if I can do it in time.

All right, the bomber calls us, but
doesn't give us enough time to defuse

Because he wants us to run.

To leave Scott exposed.

Which means he's here.

Hit it, baby.

Hang on.

We were right.

Chickening out.

Hey, guy, look at this.

I'm not just kidding.

No, duh.

Bimbo with the jack -in -the -box
surprise must have been high at help.

Maybe you're sexist and the guy on the
phone was hired.

Either way...

Based on that note, we're dealing with
one very obsessed fan.

It's not a fan.

It's Randall Waring.

Scotty Boy was the tip -off, and then I
heard his voice.

Randall and I were friends back at North
L .A .U. Film School, where I

originated the Jimbo Act.

You did it with someone else?

What? No, I didn't do it with him.

Jimbo's my baby.

I live and breathe Jimbo.

Know what I mean, pretty lady?

No, I don't. And you know you've never
been really honest with us.

Okay, look.

Here's the real deal.

Randall was a good guy.

But he couldn't handle my success.

Once I started booking club gigs and
making a name for myself, our friendship

went kaput.

Now he wants a piece of your boffo box
office hot.

Guys, come check this out.

You think Randall had something to do
with creating a Jimbo character?

Could be.

But then again, I lack Val's spidey
sense.

I know how to check his story.

I don't get it.

Everybody should have scattered.

Then I was going to grab them up, you
know?

You know, Scott's not doing anything
right.

Well, neither are you, you dope.

You spazzed on the phone now everybody
knows it's you behind everything.

You know what? I'm glad he knows that
his old bud Randall's after him.

I'm badass.

Well, okay, tough guy.

What are we going to do next?

I'm going to lure him out again.

I can pick up his trail.

The Jimbo character was based on this
stand -up routine.

This script is extremely rare.

It's been vandalized.

I can do better. I need to make this
line funny.

That line is funny.

It begins with a K.

Ks are always funny.

Genuine script notations by the author.
They bring up the value.

here tonight because my car broke down.
Now, don't you just hate when that

happens? You know, you're driving along,
everything's groovy, and your car

stalls. You run out of gas.

And you think to yourself, man, I should
kick myself in the ass because of all

the cars on the street.

I had to steal this one.

Ha ha!

Just kidding!

This ramblin' guy sure didn't have the
Jimbo character down.

Look who's checking out the show. The
real Jimbo.

Oh, I see you're trying out the
appetizers. You like those tonight?

Ground monkey.

My grandma's funnier.

And Randall's soft.

This guy's really playing cheerleader.

But anyway you cut it, Randall's a guy
on stage.

Jeez.

If he created the act, man, what do you
think that could be worth?

Just, Scott, I think you should take
time to read the fine print on this one.

Carefully.

I hate to say it, but this tape makes it
look like Scott stole the Jimbo

character from Randall.

Newsflash, Scott hasn't been honest with
us about anything.

She's right.

That hostage gag, faking that injury at
the beach.

Yes, me, he's a joke.

Oh, man, it's not funny anymore.

Where's my latest edition of Italian
Bugs?

I'll lend it to my grandfather.

He likes the articles.

Hey, Val, you'll appreciate this.

I traded my Scott Thaler autograph for
it. The Jimbo character was based on

stand -up script.

Where's the front page? My dealer didn't
have it.

You know what?

You have to take a lesson from me about
B &D, okay? Bargaining and dealing. I'll

take care of this.

Oh, that's weird.

The keys are cracked exactly the same.

Randall wrote both of these scripts.

Randall wrote it, Randall performed it.

And Scott stole it.

Time for me to keep Scott busy again.

He's a thief and a liar, and liars are
dangerous.

I say we drop him as a client.

Who's going to do the dirty deed?

Why do I always have to be the bitch?

No problem.

Yo, Jimbo, you're out of here.

Yeah, we don't represent clients who
lie.

Okay? Walking papers.

Guys, I'll be good. I promise no more
joking around.

Off the dude. And we are not just
kidding.

A full refund for our services.

Have a nice day.

You still love me, don't you, Betsy?

Good old Beth.

You'd never, ever dump me, would you,
girl?

He's alone.

Uh -huh.

Guess I don't look so dumb now, huh?

Yes. All right, baby.

You ready to cash in?

Woo!

Go.

Have a good ride, buddy.

You

see

there, baby?

I told you we'd get him. Let's get the
cash.

What's the plan?

You have no plan?

You have no idea what you're doing. If
you're so smart, why don't you tell me

what we're supposed to do?

Bodyguards are always willing to pony up
some ransom to get their clients back.

I saw it on TV.

That's a good idea.

I'll call VRP. No, no.

He call.

That way they know.

We haven't dumped a client in ages.

Oh, good. We should do it more often.

You know, Scott's a comedian, guys.

He just can't help fooling around.

Stop sticking up for that jaboney. Still
want someone else's jokes as lame.

Hello, VIP.

Sorry.

Kay, it's Scott. Don't hang up. It's
important.

Hold on a second.

It's Scott.

He's very important.

All right. Put him on speakerphone.

What do you want, Scotty boy?

I've been kidnapped by Randall and his
girlfriend.

Okay, just relax. What do you want us to
do?

Get 200 grand from my account at the
Beverly Hills National Bank.

At the Hermosa Street branch.

Ask for the second vice president.

Hermosa Street, second VP.

Got it. Be there in a flash.

Just kidding.

That's good, right?

They hung up on us.

I'm sick of this.

From now on, we do things my way.
Firstly, no witnesses.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, baby, baby, baby.
Whoa, okay? Just, just... We're going to

the money out of him, okay?

Right, buddy?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

See? See?

Everything's going to be okay. Okay,
baby?

Valerie Iron? Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah. When are they coming out
with your action figure?

I could sell a lot of those.

Oh, really? Well, you just short
-sheeted a friend of ours. Mm -hmm. Does

name Kay Simmons ring a bell?

No.

Does the name K.

Eugenia Simmons ring a bell?

Uh, yes, it does.

Of course it does.

We need the cover to the Jimbo script.

Mm -hmm, and we're here to get it.

Now. Uh, okay, okay.

Hold on.

I got it.

Oh, why don't you go check out the
Samuel L. Jackson section so you can see

a real bad guy should act.

I'll be happy to go show you where it
is.

Here,

this script cover.

Written by Scott Thaler.

Randall's notes.

Scott bought the script for Randall.

You know what? Quick did say his Jimbo
was terrible.

I know.

I saw the tape. He sucked eggs.

Scott took Jimbo back, then went on to
make a couple blockbuster hits. Now

Randall's all pissed off.

What a loser story.

Hello,

VIP.

Okay, big balls and no -no. We made a
big mistake. I have evidence right in

front of me. Scott wrote the script,
okay?

We have to apologize immediately.

Oh, dear.

You guys, Val found the missing cover
page.

Wait a sec.

Scott didn't steal Jimbo from Randall?

We screwed up.

Val, Scott just called and said that
he's been kidnapped by Randall. Oh, my

that sucks.

Maybe he was telling the truth.

Play back the call.

kidnapped by Randall and his girlfriend.

Okay, just relax. What do you want us to
do? Get 200 grand from my account at

the Beverly Hills National Bank at the
Hermosa Street branch.

Ask for the second vice president.

You guys, there is no Beverly Hills
National Bank on Hermosa. Scott was

us a clue.

Hermosa and second, that's in Venice.

You know, my spidey sense is tingling. I
think he's telling the truth.

I'm right around the corner.

I'm going to save him.

Okay, Val, wait a second. We'll be on
our way, okay?

Hey, Val.

Val! Come on.

Very important bodyguard business. You
stay here.

Gotta go.

Stay here.

Right.

We gotta come home.

What do I do? What do I do? Okay,

I'll pull the jimbo.

Okay, Randall and his freaky girlfriend,
this is Valerie, and you are completely

surrounded by VIP, four teams, and
assorted branches of the military.

So there, come out with your hands up.
Damn it, Kelly, it's the cops. You boxed

it. No way I'm going to jail.

Only we're not taking him.

Kelly, no.

Oh, my God, cheating.

Damn, baby.

You're crazy.

Want to take bets on whether or not the
next bullet fires?

I didn't think so.

You're now my husband.

Come on.

Fred winged me, though.

You gotta stop.

12th and 10th San Pedro.

alongside of her. I've got a plan.

You're gonna get a good girl.

breaks!

Come on, Doctor. Bring it. Serve it up,
baby. Come on.

Come on.

Yeah. Woo!

Nice shot.

Ah! Got it. Yeah.

Ah! Ah!

Oh, gosh. I'm sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

Aw. Yeah.

Come on, Johnny.

Sub in already.

Hey, we'll switch when Val gets here
with the food, all right?

When she gets here, she's on your team.

Look, I already have a handicap here
with Spaz.

Hey! I'm a typer, not a biker. Whatever.

All right. Going down.

Going down. All right, Josh.

Here we go, baby. Serve it up. Bring it.

Hold on. Time out.

What?

Tasha, your shoe's untied.

Huh?

Duh.

A behind -the -scenes look into the
glitz, glamour, and high -octane world

Valerie Iron's protection.

This is the VIP forensics lab, an oft
-overlooked aspect of bodyguarding. We

come here when some ski frags a Chevy,
and we need to figure out what made it

boom.

We can do anything that the FBI lab did.
We can make homemade grenades, smoke

bombs. It's kind of like our own little
Frankenstein lab.

Utilizing fiber samples from crime
scenes and ballistic comparisons to

particular weapons.

Sometimes I get to check out some cool
blood, hair, and tissue samples. Those

are the bomb. I primarily use the lab to
mix up smoothies for me and Val.

Oh, earlier today, we had strawberry
banana.

You didn't mix them in there, did you?

Yeah. Why?

Well, I didn't wash it, but I had some
guys clean in there.

Oh, wow.

I think I'm getting sick.

Okay.

Oh, just making the change.

You were really mean.

Between you and me and the fence post,
that was one badass glean.