All language subtitles for Zeke And Luther s02e18 Super Shredder

That guy's really starting to creep me
out.

What guy?

That guy.

He's been hovering around ramps all day.
You haven't noticed him?

No,

I haven't noticed him.

But I think I know who he is and what he
wants.

It's the library police.

But it was way overdue.

Melvin wins the spelling bee. Yeah, I'm
not done yet. Still gotta figure out who

wins. Luce, I'm pretty sure Melvin wins.

He does? What?

Spoiler alert!

I should go give him his book back.

Look, I'm sorry, officer, okay? Just
handcuff me gently.

I don't think he was liberated, police.

Yeah. Must be the video sheriff.

Wait, don't tell me. Dude, you won't
believe what happened. Yes, no, maybe.

Don't forget that I'm a genius. Are you
crazy? Someone should be listening to

us. Wait, don't tell me. Not again.

Would you just calm down? Is there a
problem?

Let's get a pizza.

And just relax like nothing ever
happened. Calm down.

It's only Tuesday.

We'll get a pizza.

And hope that no one overheard us
talking. Calm down. Cause I'm a genius.

It's only Thursday.

And by tomorrow, we'll have everything
just fine.

Death Ripper versus Johnny Raw Dog.

You know, it doesn't get any sweeter
than this.

Ruth and I live to skateboard, but that
doesn't mean we can't enjoy a little

culture. Yeah, like classic rap and
stinky cheeses.

We also enjoy the fine art of
professional wrestling.

Oh, my favorite is the Death Ripper. I
mean, the guy's got everything.

Death. Ripping in his snappy
catchphrases. Wrist in pieces!

Oh, and his famous death drop.

Two tickets, please.

Sold out.

That's right, chimpanzees.

Bought up the last of the tickets.

You want some, you come through me.

Cojo, that's called scalping and it's
illegal.

Maybe we should think about it.

Fine, how much do you want for them? Not
for sale.

Yet. Holding on to these to the last
minute. When you folks get desperate for

tickets, you're going to panic.

And when you panic, you'll pay top
dollar. No way, Kojo. We're not falling

that. All right, we'll pay you double.

Oh, you sound desperate, but not
panicked. See you at fight night.

Ah,

come on. I want to see the Death Ripper.

She brings so much joy to my life.

All right, Luke, we'll get there.

Hand me the tape.

Oh, no.

Oh,

no, no, no, no.

Yeah,

yeah. We're all out of tape.

The crate monster's got it.

Luke, it's just a possum. Go under there
and get it. I'm not going under there.

He's got a home crate advantage.

I wouldn't go...

Man up, Luth. What would happen if your
skateboard went under there?

I would probably cry a little. Luth,
being afraid of things is no way to go

through life.

You know, you're right.

This guy's really starting to get on my
nerves.

little pickle here.

What can I do you for? Why are you
following us? Relax, fella. I just

check out some rad skating.

That's it? You're a skate fan?

Guilty as charged. I actually used to do
a lot of skating when I was your age,

but you know, once you get older, I
pretty much had to give that up. Give up

skating? Why?

Same old story. You know, I kind of got
stuck in a job. A job that I actually

don't even enjoy anymore.

I don't want to be a Billy bummer, but
the last time that I remember having any

real fun, I was chilling on my board.

I can't believe it.

Giving up skateboarding for some crummy
job?

That's the saddest story I've ever
heard.

It's just not right.

I'm going to need a minute.

I'm going to fix this.

Well, Dave, sorry, can I call you Dave?
My name is Mitch.

You look like a Dave. The point is it's
never too late to get back on the board.

Shucks, I don't know. Mitch, this is the
real deal. You're obviously into it.

Yeah. And if you want to skate, I say
skate. Okay, what about all my

responsibilities? Luke, what do we say
about responsibilities?

Avoid them. That's right. Those are very
wise words, gentlemen, but I don't even

have any gear.

We can fix that, too.

Nice.

Congratulations on your new look, bro.
You look like a first -rate shredder.

What are you doing?

Oh, I thought we were trying on new
looks.

Let's shred.

I gotta tell you, Mitch couldn't skate
for beans. He was having a blast.

Not to pat myself on the back, but I
think Luke and I did a pretty great

Solid day, Mitch.

Care for a papaya? It's a great source
of proteolytic enzyme.

Yeah, this guy doesn't know how to tie
his shoes, but he's an expert on

You know, Zeke, it doesn't get any
better than this, but boy, am I dreading

going back to my job tomorrow.

Well, then don't.

Yeah, quit your dumb job. Quit?

No. If you don't like doing it, then
what's the point?

You know, you're right.

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to quit my job.

Awesome.

Catch you on the flip side, guys.

Oh, no.

Oh, not again. Not again.

Possum stole my enzymes.

Do you want to get that? Luke, enough.

Go get it yourself.

Great monster.

You in there?

Maybe he's running air.

Oh,

my

God.

Man,

I'm never going under there again.

Forget about the possum. Look on the
bright side.

We stopped Mitch from going back to his
boring job. We saved a man's life.

Too many ass movies.

My day can't get any worse.

What?

Big mistake, Beanpole.

Now I'm going to crush you. Just like
I'm going to crush the Death Ripper

tomorrow.

Hey, hey, put my friend down. Why should
I? Well, it's because he's going to

throw up.

Oh, you think you're so cool, huh? Well,
I can't wait till the Death Ripper

drops you with his death drop.

Hear my roar!

Hey, what's your problem?

Just not feeling it. First off, you're
supposed to be the raw dog.

Yet you're roaring like a lion. Make up
your mind.

I never thought of that.

You know, we have a lot in common, dog.

Let me guess.

You find people annoying and like to
yell at them? Yeah, pretty much.

You're a good raw dog. Just a little,
well, raw.

For a small fee, I can make you great.

Really? Rawr!

That's your last roar.

What is going on here, okay?

then raw dog. I'm getting dissed by
every animal in the forest. Don't worry,

bro. The Death Ripper's gonna take care
of raw dog tomorrow night.

Be better, man, because I got nothing
left, all right?

That's Mitch's bag.

Wait, what's Mitch doing with the Death
Ripper's outfit?

Wait, you don't think?

Mitch is the Death Ripper.

Was the Death Ripper until you talked
him into quitting?

I can't believe this.

The Death Ripper quit wrestling because
of us. More you than me.

How was I supposed to know that Mitch
was the Death Ripper? I had my

all along. You thought he was a top
-secret library cop. Let's not point

fingers, all right? This stinks. And if
the Death Ripper quits, then who's going

to stand up to Raw Dog? Maybe we're
jumping to conclusions.

Just because the guy has a Ripper mask,
it doesn't mean that he's the actual

guy. Rest in pieces!

Okay.

So it all starts with your entrance.
What do you do when they announce your

name? Well, I walk in.

Give a couple roars.

A flex of pecs. And then I bust out the
chicken wings.

Roaring. Chicken wings.

You're all over the place.

Look, when people hear raw dog, they
want to see a crazy wild dog.

That's your hook.

Growling, sniffing, marking your
territory.

More dog.

Got it. Let me hear your best bark.

Okay.

What are you, a poofy lock dog? Working
out in my comfort zone.

Try it again.

This is going to be a long night.

Oh, hey, skater cats.

Word to your mother.

Can the old speak, Mitch?

Or should I say, Death Ripper!

What?

You think that's mine?

Guys, I bought that for my nephew at the
mall.

Ha! There's no such thing as a mall!

All right, there it is. Look, I am
amused that you think I'm the Death

character, but I'm not. I wasn't buying
it. But there was one way to find out

for sure if he was the real Death
Ripper. Getting him to do his famous

Death Drop.

Sorry, Mitch, our mistake.

Go back to your skating.

Sneak attack!

Nice work, Death Ripper. Ah, thanks.

Darn it!

Wait, so you're really hit? I thought
you said you had a lame job. You're the

Death Ripper, wrestler's baddest dude.

That's the problem.

It's not me.

I'm a nice guy.

I collect... Damn.

I rescue pigeons.

Well, then how did you become the Death
Ripper?

It was my mom's idea.

Oh, Big Bottom Betty. She was a
professional wrestler, too.

Yeah, she was mad.

Thank you.

Anyway, I did it just to make her happy.
So you're just giving it all up.

What about all your fans?

Sorry, but I am through being the bad
guy.

Okay? I'm a skater now, just like you
guys.

And guess what? It is officially
shredding time.

I can't believe it. The fight's off.

Man, he was supposed to take care of Raw
Dog for me.

Right then, I realized I couldn't expect
other people to solve my problems.

So when Zeke left and everyone cleared
out of ramps, I took care of business.

Myself. Listen up, you overgrown dust
dealer.

Big Papa's in the house.

I'm not scared of you anymore.

Oh, I'm more than just a...

Yeah!

Come here.

Hit the shower, Possum.

Game over.

Oh, I'm glad to have my hat back.

All right.

Everyone looks like they're in full
panic mode.

So, starting practice now.

$100.

Kojo, if Jets ever quit, fight's off.
Your tickets are useless.

Huh? Oh, no, guys, wait, no. Oh, $5. $8?
I'm desperate.

Oh, I take a stick of gum.

I did it. I stood up to that possum,
and, man, it feels good. I mean, you're

looking at a new man, okay? A man filled
with confidence and bacon bits.

Nothing stands in my way. Nothing.

Mitt, although I respect your decision
to be a skater...

Something just didn't feel right about
Mitch just walking away from the ring.

I thought I'd send him a well -worded
text.

You are being really super -mega -dumb.

Get back into the ring as soon as
possible.

And send.

And now, the Death Ripper!

Usually my texts don't work that fast.

Go down, random!

Go down!

Yeah! Really?

Go now!

Mitch.

Mitch.

Okay, you gotta help me.

Okay, you gotta get back into the ring.
No,

no, no!

I'm sorry, good buddy. I'm done with
wrestling.

I'm a skater now.

Listen to me. In 12 minutes, my best bro
is gonna step into the ring with Raw

Dog. Raw Dog?

That guy's a real handful. But you know
what? This one time at the garden, I had

him in a double -level lock, and... You
know what?

I'm sorry. No, Zeke, I can't. I'm done
with all of that. No, you said you were

done about playing a bad guy, but now
you have a chance to show everyone that

you can be a good guy.

Golly, I kind of like the sound of that.

Then let's do it. All right.

All right.

Let's move, Peter.

All right. I swear I had tickets. I just
gave them all away.

What? Ow, I'm with him.

Look who's panicked.

I'll give you a stick of gum.

Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to WXW
Wrestling. Coming to you live from

Auditorium, where the Death Ripper warms
up backstage.

Boy, we're really going to have a heck
of a good match today, aren't we, Joe?

Boy, they're probably going to come out
at any moment. This is the biggest event

I think that Gilroy's ever had in
history, if I'm not mistaken.

Hey, Mysterio, WWE Superstar, what are
you doing here?

Just passing through town. Heard there
was a throwdown.

So you're the Death Ripper?

Luther Waffles, but don't tell anyone.

Hey, good luck, kid.

Try not to get smacked.

Okay. And now, entering the ring, the
Death Ripper!

Here he comes. Look it, the mask is all
ready to go. I'll tell you, this guy is

a specimen.

Whirling about like a whirling derby.
Looks like he lost a little bit of

Joe, don't you think?

Yeah, I think so.

Oh, he is excited. Look at him.

And introducing the champion from parts
unknown, Ro... Dog!

Look at him come out there. He's barking
like a dog.

Makes you smile.

He survived 37 seconds in the ring with
the world's most feared wrestler.

And Mitch never really hated his job
after all.

He just needed a new identity.

He was a skateboarder now.