All language subtitles for Simon & Simon s02e23 The Skeleton Who Came

Be a good boy for these two fellas,
they're gonna take you to your new home.

What if he wakes up hungry, what do we
feed him to spare?

Tonight, on Simon and Simon.

You mean he escaped?

We might have been a little bit better
prepared if we'd known we were being

hired as a limo service for King Kong!

Where is he?

To whom are you referring?

Don't scream.

Take me to my brother before I do
something Alfred Hitchcock never even

of.

The new marketing report on the
chocolate product line.

I trust you will be pleased.

Okay, Diana.

What is it this time?

I hear that you and Jim Bailey are doing
a little pas de deux lately.

I also hear that our company is
supposedly vulnerable to a sale.

Has Sendrick's Corporation been feeling
you out?

Where do you hear such nonsense?

Jim Bailey and I have been golfing
partners for years. Don't give me that.

If there's talk about a sale, I want to
be in on it from the beginning.

I am the treasurer of this company,
after all.

Not to mention your little sister.

Whoa!

What's that?

What's going on down there?

Come on, let's go.

You seriously think that I would
consider selling this company without

to you?

You better talk to me, Gary.

Your father was alive. He wouldn't allow
you to sell.

Well, father is not alive.

That's where you're so wrong.

He is alive.

In mother.

You want to sell this company?

Great.

You're going to have to convince her
first.

And to do that, you're going to need all
the help you can get.

From me, from Denny, from the man on the
street.

Yet. It's Dr. Griff.

Mark?

Yes, what is it? I'm sorry, Mr. Horton,
but you're going to have to move Mark.

I can no longer accommodate him. What
seems to be the trouble?

You know very well what the trouble is.
I've already tranquilized him at a level

that would kill a normal man, and it's
not working.

I can't hold him still long enough to
get a needle in him. Then get the

tranquilizer gun.

Look, Doctor, if it's a matter of
money...

You're going to have to move him, Mr.
Horton, by tomorrow at the latest.

Or else I'll simply release him.

We have to find a new place for Mark.

Again? Don't worry.

I'll take care of it.

You better.

Hi, sweetie.

My regular and one thing for my kid
brother, okay?

Should have known this is where you'd
come.

What are you talking about? Dean Willis
makes the best tube steaks in town.

Not to mention the view.

Thank you very much.

You're welcome very much.

I guess I was just expecting you to dig
a little deeper into your pocket. Hey,

come on. The bet said loser buys lunch.
Nobody said where.

Here we go.

King Willie's with the work.

I put extra chili and onions on yours
just the way you like them. I should

known you were a regular cook. Aren't
you a sweetheart?

Thank you. Keep the change.

Thanks, Rick. I'll see you later.
Absolutely.

All right.

Bye -bye. Bye.

Hot dog is just a hot dog, but a king
releases a meal into it.

Hi.

Hi. I'm looking for Rick or A .J. Simon.

Oh, they're right over there.

Oh, thanks.

You bet.

Excuse me.

The lady at the Terrible Tuesday care
center in your building said I'd find

here. Just couldn't resist letting her
in on the joke, could you?

Hi, Rick Simon.

Gary Horton. Hi.

Hey, Jay.

Don't let me interrupt. Go ahead and
finish.

No, no, that's all right. Have a seat.

You want one of these?

I don't know. That's okay.

Be sure.

I'm on a diet.

Yeah, me too.

But really...

All you're asking us to do is to move
the patient from one hospital to

is that right? That's all. We'll be
driving the patient from the hospital up

coast to the hospital in Monterey.

I'll supply the transport vehicle.

Shouldn't be more than two days' work.

Why exactly are you moving him?

The hospital in Monterey has come up
with a new treatment for Mark's

affliction. He's been a chronic patient
for many years. This is his slightest

chance to improve his condition.

Just how crazy is it, Doc? What do you
mean?

Well... I mean, is he violent? Is he in
a straitjacket? Rick, excuse me, is

there any chance the gentleman in
question is a relative of yours?

No, but he's a relative of a close
friend. Actually, it's kind of sad. He's

member of one of San Diego's oldest and
wealthiest families.

Oh, dear. Sort of a skeleton in the
closet?

I wouldn't go so far as to say that.

Well, I guess, to be honest, that's
exactly what he is. That's why I want

handled privately and discreetly.

Mr. Wharton, I don't know.

I mean, two days' work hardly seems
worth it, you know what I mean? I'll pay

$1 ,000 in advance.

On the other hand, we could probably
squeeze a couple of days into our

right about now.

I guess that means we'll take it. Good
enough.

All right, I'm sort of the family
treasurer.

Ah, come on, AJ. It's the easiest case
we ever had.

I mean, how difficult could one guy be?

I suppose.

Hello? Here he is, you two.

This is Senator Stacey's boy.

This is Mark.

Mm -hmm.

Okay.

Didn't we see him pulling a beer wagon
in a parade once?

Easiest job we ever had.

How difficult can it be?

Looks friendly enough.

All right, Mike.

Lock the wheels. He should ride pretty
comfortably.

He should. I'm not sure about us.

What if he wakes up hungry? What do we
feed him to spare?

No, he's not going to wake up. He's
virtually catatonic.

You sure?

Oh, sure. I'm sure.

Look, around lunchtime, turn the IV on,
let it drain down into his arm. That's

his lunch. There's a mild sedative in
there. It'll make the trip a little more

comfortable for him.

What's wrong with him, anyway?

Well, he's just permanently on the
fridge. Some people, their brain

just don't connect. You know what I
mean?

Now, Mark, if you be a good boy for
these two fellas, they're going to take

to your new home.

All right.

You don't need to worry. You could hit
him with a two -by -four. It wouldn't

even faze him.

Well, it worries me.

Spare tire. I like that one. You know,
when you said... Remember, what do you

feed him? The spare tire?

You work here?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

You're on surgery now.

What's he doing?

Nothing. Keep your eyes on the road. Has
he moved? No.

Good.

Hey, pull over here. We'll get some
lunch.

Here?

Yeah, here.

That's amazing. He hasn't moved a
muscle.

I don't think he blinks.

I kind of feel sorry for the poor guy.

One hell of a chassis with no battery.

You really planning on eating here?

Yeah. You ever thought about donating
your stomach to science after you die,

which will probably be after you eat
here? I'll tell you what, I'll go get us

some grub meanwhile you feed Junior.

Don't forget the bourbon.

a little lunch here.

No thanks. I never drive on a full
stomach.

You okay?

That is quite possibly the stupidest
question I've ever heard in my life. No,

I'm not okay. I just fell out of a van.
Didn't you see what I was doing over

here? What the hell do you mean you
weren't feeling good?

You mean he escaped?

Yes. With the van.

And we're just outside of San Luis
Obispo. Mr. Tucker is, oh, five minutes

at the most, heading south.

He likes to call the police.

No, I don't want you to call the police.
Damn it, I thought you two were

professionals.

What did he say?

He said he thought we were
professionals.

We are professionals.

We might have been a little bit better
prepared if we had known we were being

hired as a limo service for King Kong.

Look, he doesn't have much of a head
start.

We can rent a car and track him down
ourselves.

And what would you do if you caught up
with him? He's ten times more dangerous

now. Oh, really?

Well, just how dangerous is he, Mr.
Horton?

Just be glad you're not going to have a
chance to find out.

You're fired.

Fired.

Find out where Denny is. I want to talk
to him. Yes, sir.

Now.

Hey! Hey, mister!

Hold it!

Hold it!

Looks like you got it flat.

Yeah, but that's okay.

Somebody be along any time now. You have
a spare?

Yeah, but the jack's busted.

Thanks, mister.

Don't mention it.

How's the view up there?

No, no. How do you like

it?

Nice.

Gracias, senor.

Fix me one of those, please.

Well, I can see you're your usual
cheerful self.

Where's my mom?

Still upstairs.

Where's Denny?

Had a little job for Denny. May not make
it tonight. Here's your drink.

What do you have for Denny?

Hope it's not too taxing.

He has the attention span of a spider
monkey.

That's no way to talk about your
youngest brother.

Oh, I'm sure he talks very fondly of me,
too.

No, we all speak fondly of you, Diana.

Well, I see you two are right on time as
usual.

It's not nice to keep Mother waiting.

Has she come down already?

No.

You're lucky.

I take it your presence here...

I suggest that you have successfully
finished the job I gave you.

under control.

What does that mean?

Meaning I'm taking care of it.

I've got all the bases covered. If he
shows, we got him.

Who?

Oh, you mean Gary didn't tell you?

He escaped.

Put that down, Odell.

That'll be all. Thank you.

Mark?

How? Well, who cares how?

What matters is that we find him and we
put him away. Well, maybe you should

talk to those two detectives you hired.
What were their names, Simon?

You know where he's gonna go, don't you?
He's gonna go straight to Billy.

Hey, sis.

Relax.

I told you I got all the bases covered.

Where Big Brother failed.

Little brother will succeed.

I hear mother.

Good evening, mother.

I don't know.

Think we ought to let her in?

I don't know.

Let

me help

you.

Aw, come on, lady. It's after midnight.
It's been a rough day. Knock it off.

Where is he?

Lady, please, we are so tired. To whom
are you referring?

Whoa!

She shot my lamp!

All right, lady, that's it. I've had it.

Give me the gun. You think I won't
shoot?

At this point, I really don't care
either shoot me and get it over with or

me the gun.

She shot my lamp! I know she shot your
lamp. She's about to shoot me. All

You think I'm going to cry. You're
crazy.

Why don't you have a beer instead?

Maybe that's not her brand.

Smith and Wesson.

Here

you

go.

Is this the man you picked up?

Yeah, that's Mark Tucker.

Mark Tucker?

Mark Horton, you mean.

Here's your coffee, Billy.

That's Gary's brother.

That's Gary's brother?

Yes. I thought he was dead, but he's
alive.

You do take it black, don't you?

And he's out there somewhere, all alone,
by himself.

Poor baby.

Maybe he'd like to take it in the living
room. Hey, look, I don't know if you've

seen this guy in a while, but he can eat
tall buildings in a single bite.

Mark was always big.

But when he was 10, he was as tall as
his father.

He remembers his father walking around
on tiptoe, so he wouldn't have to admit

that Mark was as tall as he was.

By the time Mark was 13, his father gave
up the tiptoe routine, because by then

Mark was 6 '8". His father would barely
talk to him.

Hardly anybody would talk to him, except
his mother.

Mark was always his mother's favorite,
although that wasn't always enough.

What do you mean?

Mark and his father had this big falling
out, and Mark left home for good.

I met him just a short time later.

He was in such pain, you know, inside.

Everybody had always treated him like he
was some kind of goon.

Well, he does kind of stick out in the
crowd.

I guess.

But, you know, the people that Mark
comes in contact with just...

They never seem to get beyond that.

I wish they would.

Oh, there's so much more to Mark than
just his size.

There must be. When Mark heard that his
father had died, months after the

funeral, he went to Gary and he demanded
a place in the family business.

Gary turned him down.

Gary not only turned him down, he had
him put away.

Mark just disappeared.

I couldn't find him anywhere.

Nobody in the family would talk to me.

Not even the mother? When I finally got
to her, she said that he had died.

I just started to cry right there on the
spot.

I just got so upset. I didn't think to
ask for any details.

You think she was lying?

Oh, no.

I think she really thought he was dead.

One of the servants there felt sorry for
me.

She promised she'd call me if ever she
heard anything.

She called me today.

I couldn't believe it.

I mean, I had given up.

I really thought he was...

I really thought he would... Okay, okay.

Tell me something.

Are you really crazy?

No. No.

Okay.

Good enough for me.

Mr. Tall Guys, oh, come on. Well, you
know, the way I figured, Mark's gonna

to wear something besides his PJs, and
Billy said he always used to get his

clothes Mr. Tall Guys.

Rick, couldn't we let some other David
find Goliath? No, we're gonna deliver

Mark just like we were contracted to.
Oh, we're gonna take him to the hospital

and everything. I mean, assuming we find
him. Well, no, that part's changed, but

everything else is pretty much the same.

All we gotta do is find him.

Oh, that's all? Yeah.

You know, boy, when I think back on it,
even when you were little, you had this

self -destructive streak in you.

Stand up when you say that.

Cute. I'm very cute.

Hi. Good morning. What can I do for you?

Well, we'd like to make a purchase.

I've got 50 bucks to spend.

I don't carry very much in your size,
but I do have some nice shirts over here

that I think might be small enough.

What do you mean, small enough? How does
he take measurements on stilts?

Are you both interested in something?

Well, actually, we're not really
interested in shirts.

Yeah, we're more interested in tall
guys.

Oh, I'm sorry, the store's not for sale.

Uh, no, he's talking about one
particular tall guy.

This one.

Seen him around?

Do you know him? Sure.

That's Mark Horton, one of my best
customers, until he died about three

ago, I think it was. No, he's not dead.

Mark, alive?

Yep. Hmm, I better stock up on some size
56s again.

Yeah, that's kind of what we figured
he'd be buying here to kind of update

wardrobe. Oh, I'm sorry, I haven't seen
him. Yeah, well, there's 50 bucks over

there on the counter. If he shows up,
he's going to need some money.

He's also going to need some help, so
tell him Billy sent us and get small

Hey, Rick!

Yeah? Mark was here, out the back. Put
him off the car.

Oh, boy.

Oh!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Hey,

guy, let's go! Come on!

How do you expect me to drive by
osmosis? Ah!

You keep asking me the same question. I
told you I don't know.

I don't know.

Used to be lovers, didn't you?

We think you still are. Where is he? I
don't know.

Oh, no, no, no.

I think you're lying.

How many times do I have to tell you? I
don't know.

Where is

he?

You go to hell.

Listen, I'm getting tired of asking you
where he is.

Your mother's not even going to
recognize you.

You all right?

Yeah.

You want some water or something to
drink?

Don't get away.

The leg couldn't keep up with it.

Who was that guy?

Denny. Mark's other brother.

He's the youngest and the meanest.

Nice family.

Mark managed to rise above them.

Your partner jumped ship. I would
suggest you do the same.

With the hate to shoot him.

to go after him, too.

I think what we ought to do is find
Mark.

He's the one who knows him. Where would
he go? What would he do?

He'll try to get to Gary.

Oh, listen, I'm having lunch with Paul
Bailey at the Regatta. Make

please. Yes. And find out where Danny
is. I want to talk to him.

Yes.

How did you get in here?

You mean how did I get past the troops?

I came in through the roof.

I hid in the janitor's closet down the
hall. I waited for your secretary to

leave to make some copies.

You don't scare me, Mark. I don't want
to scare you, Gary.

I wanted to hurt you for a long time.

But I don't even care about that
anymore.

I just want to take you for a little
trip.

Where to?

To see Mom.

No way.

I want you to tell her yourself where
her big boy has been for the last three

years. She already knows.

Uh -uh.

If she did, she would have come to visit
me.

Mom always did like me best.

Hi. May I help you? Here to see Mr.
Horton. Do you have an appointment?

No, we owe him some money.

Oh, hey, hey. Come on, Mark. Take it
easy. Mark, don't do anything you're

to be sorry for. I'm turning. You guys
follow me around.

Yeah, well, there are things we'd rather
be doing ourselves. No, Mark, look, you

got this all wrong. We're not working
for him anymore.

No, we work for Billy, and she wants to
see you, and we can take you to her. I

don't believe it.

Look, you're going to have to believe
us. We're the only friends you've got.

Hey, look out, Mark!

Look out!

Okay, now, wait a minute, Mark. Mark,
wait a second here. Get a hold of

yourself, all right? Calm down.

We'll take care of it. We're all...

He's okay. He's just out. You'd better
call the police.

what impressed us is how stable your
growth index has been over the years not

only have you turned out a superior
product but your marketing of it has

superb as stability especially in
today's economy is a very valuable asset

gary how can you sit there and even
think about turning down this offer

i suppose if

it's money

More could be arranged to pass into your
personal account on a very discreet

basis, of course.

I realize this has to be a family
decision.

You want me to talk to your sister and
your brother?

No, I can handle them. They'll do
anything I tell them to.

Your mother, then.

I've already mentioned your offer to
her. She's adamantly against it.

Or so she says. I think she can be
talking to coming around, though.

Come on, somebody!

Hey!

Hey! Anybody there?

Well, what is it, Mr. Foster?

Foster?

My name's not Foster.

Simon.

Andrew Simon.

Andrew Jackson, Simon.

And I'm being held here against my will.

You're a very thick man, Mr. Foster.

Don't call me that.

Is my brother here?

Rick? My brother, is Rick here?

You don't have a brother, Mr. Foster.

As a matter of fact, you don't have any
family to speak of. But don't worry.

Your stay here is being very well
provided for.

By whom?

By your employer, of course, Mr. Horton.

No way!

what kind of a deal you worked out with
Horton, but it's not going to work. I'm

not going to stay here.

I demand that you release me
immediately.

I am not crazy, and you know it.

I know nothing of the sort.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

If I'm crazy, what's wrong with me?

You're paranoid, of course.

I want to see my brother, and I want to
see him now.

Your brother is heavily sedated, Miss
Horton.

We're not allowing any visitors at this
time. Like hell you're not.

You get someone out here who can take me
to see my brother, or Horton Candy is

going to pull out of subsidizing that
big new fancy wing we promised you.

Those were the conditions on which you
took Mark back, aren't they?

I'll get Dr.

Griff. You do that.

You're faking, Mr. Linhart.

All right, I'll be right there.

Let's make sure his straps are on nice
and tight.

As a matter of fact, make them a little
tighter.

Just relax.

It's all mind over matter.

Are you Dr. Griff?

Yes. I'm Diana Horton, and I'm here to
see my brother, Mark.

Of course, Miss Horton. Follow me.

sound. Your wildest dreams are nothing
compared to my fantasies of revenge at

the moment, so you take me to my brother
now.

Your brother? Blonde -haired guy had to
be booked into this joint the same time

I was. Oh.

Oh is right.

Now you take me to him before I do
something Alfred Hitchcock never even

of.

He alive?

Yes.

Could you give him something to make him
wake up so I could talk to him? No,

that would be impossible.

The sedative we gave him is too strong.

I'm sure your brother Gary told you just
how sick he is. Oh, yes, yes. I know

all about Mark's psychosis. Game is
over, Doctor.

We're taking Mark and checking him out
of here.

No, no, you can't do that. I'm afraid
it's against...

If I can analyze that, why don't you?

Who are you?

I'm Linhart. He's Foster. Who are you?
Don't call me that.

I'm Diana. I'm Mark's sister.

Oh, the enemy. No.

No, I'm not.

I came here to talk to Mark. I'd like to
try and help him. Uh -huh. Sure. Sure

you were. You're on Gary's side, lady.

No.

All right, I was, but... But now I want
to stop Gary just as much as Mark does.

Uh -huh.

You got a car here?

Yes. Well, she's on our side for the
time being.

How are we going to get him out of here?

Carry him?

Are you crazy?

No, the bed's on wheels. Let's roll him
out of here.

Just a minute.

It's okay.

Here, walk her in here when we're gone.

AJ?

Come on, Rick, what are you doing? Lying
down on the job? Let's go.

Oh, no.

What? Wait a minute. I'm stuck here.
Give me a hand with this lace. I can't

this. All right, wait a minute. All
right, just hold him. Hold him.

Close the door.

Let's go.

I'm ready to get out of here. Well,
hurry up, for heaven's sake. I am.

Hurry in. Come on.

Okay, let's go.

Where are we going?

Police. Some place better.

You mean now?

Yes, okay.

Yes, I'll bring Denny.

Mother called. No, where is she? In the
living room.

Hi, guys.

What is this?

As you can see, my son Mark is very much
alive.

What you have done is despicable and
inexcusable.

It's a good thing I still own the
majority of stock in Horton Candy.

How do

I

look? Fine.

That all you can say is just fine?

I haven't seen a woman I love for three
years, and you say I look fine? Oh, no,

you look like a million bucks and
change.

Yeah? Yeah. Yeah.

Look, you two, I haven't had a chance to
say thank you yet for all the things

you've done for me and Billy.

It's all right. Don't mention it,
really.

You can do us a favor, though.

Sure. What?

Don't ever think we're not on your side.

Okay.

Uh -oh.

That's her.

You want me to go answer it for you?

Yeah, would you? Okay. I'll just be
right here.

Are we ready?

Ready? Yeah.

Hit it.

Hi. Come on in.

Hi.

Oh, Mark.

Oh. I missed you.

Not as much as I missed you.

You want to bet?

Oh.