All language subtitles for Twisted.Metal.S02E01.Prsrpnt

Hi, John. I'm Raven,
COO of New San Francisco.

I wanna hire you.
Pick up a package, bring it back.

If you go to New Chicago,
I will make you a citizen

-of New San Francisco.
-Oh, shit!

Okay. So, since you like to be quiet,
that's what I'm gonna call you, "Quiet."

Is that okay, Quiet?

That ain't no birthday clown.

There's not a person on the West Coast
that hasn't heard of Sweet Tooth.

This is gonna be fun!

-Machete!
-What the…?

Any chance we can get this back
in the cars?

The roads out east
aren't like the roads here.

There's chaos out there, John.

You know, Stu, I got a feeling
you and I are kindred spirits.

Mike!

-Well, you're fucking stupid!
-Well, so are you!

-What do you wanna name him?
-"Roadkill."

Congratulations, John.
Welcome to New San Francisco.

She's not allowed to enter.

So, you're gonna go in,
and you're gonna be happy.

Quiet.

No. Quiet!

You're the one who's been robbing Milkmen.

The insiders have been running this shit
for far too long.

It's time somebody shared the wealth.

I heard you know my brother.

You think a residential upgrade
is gonna keep me here? Pass.

-This is where you grew up.
-I found my home out there with Quiet.

There's gonna be a tournament.
You will drive, John Doe.

You're gonna help me win.

Slow down, slow down!

Raven, you're crazy.

Holy shit.
Did Destiny just bone Josh and Bryce?

Destiny is such a hypocrite.

Raven, why are we going
to the douchiest graduation party ever?

What if we do literally anything else?

-Or… we let the fates decide.
-Okay, that seems bad.

No, it means things are gonna get better.

In a few months,
we're going to UC Santa Cruz,

and we're going to leave
these losers behind.

Then it's just you and me, Kelly.

First, we gotta take Destiny down a peg.

You carpet munchers
better not be doing any witchcraft.

-This is a house of the Lord.
-Tarot is just for fun.

It might reveal something
you didn't expect.

Do us, come on.
Maybe it'll reveal why you're so hot, huh?

Oh, yo!

The death card means one phase is ending
as a new one begins.

We're graduating, duh!

What the fuck?

You have new life inside you.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no. We only do anal.
Sorry. What? What? Everybody knows.

There might be deceit in the relationship.

Is Destiny your destiny or someone else's?

Enough! This is nothing
but a bunch of unholy demon worship!

Wait.

Some people just can't handle
their dark magic.

Honey bear?
Honey bear, I'm coming. Destiny!

Hey, hey, hey. You okay?

Who did this?

-Oh, God!
-Destiny! Destiny!

Kelly?

Kelly, where are you?

Ah, shit!

John Doe, pizza delivery man.

Hey!

You guys go ahead.
I'm gonna baptize this church over here.

Goddamn walls. Oh, shit!

John Doe, pizza delivery.

-My eyes!
-See you in hell!

Let's see.
Alpha Raven is stationed at Kelly's Bar.

Beta, I need you to lead
the community meeting

at Golden Gate Park. Keep them in line.

Gamma, put an end
to the work stoppage at the wharf.

Remind the port master
I'm happy to hold back

on his daughter's medication.

Gotta say, I still like the first Raven
better than you.

"Downtown Raven"?
Yeah, everyone loves her.

She did well, fit the look
the public tends to respond to.

For some reason,
everyone fears mommy in a pantsuit.

In my opinion,
she got too big for her blouse.

-You know she's from Molesto?
-I think you mean "Modesto."

Clearly you've never been there.

I gotta say…

I didn't like the way she handled you.

The tournament
could be announced any minute.

And instead of having
a leg up on training,

you've been running around like a jackass.
And I get it.

That girl who shot you
in the chest was special.

I had someone special too.
We made dolls of our enemies together.

See, if I want you to feel joy,
you'll feel joy.

And if I want you to feel pain…

then I get to feel joy.

Try to escape all you want,
but you'll always be here in my grasp!

The only way
you're getting out of this city

is by driving my car.

-You will help me bring back Kelly!
-Who's Kelly?

-You've been a bad boy, Jonathan.
-That's not my name.

Starting today, you train,
you go home, you sleep.

-That's it. You're grounded.
-Whatever.

-That means no more DVDs.
-You can't do that.

-You cause nothing but chaos!
-Get him home.

-At least let me take a shit first.
-Dump away.

Come on.

Arthritis acting up, old timer?

If you horses can't work,
to the gluer you go.

-Now, move! We got orders.
-They broke through the wall!

Where's the medicine?

Don't make me ask again.

Before the dance.

Dance? What dance?

Word on the coast is that you're making
pharmaceuticals for the insiders.

I'm here to fill my prescription.

That's old news.
They make all their medicine in-house now.

Then what's all this?

Lube.

We struck a deal
with the Flagstaff sex colony.

-Arizona, huh? Gets real dry down there.
-Almost as dry as his wife.

Do you think this is funny?

You and your little puppet whores
have been attacking my supply lines.

Insiders all over are dying
because of you.

And outsiders are dying because of you.
We are just here to make things even.

-What are you gonna do, mace me?
-No, I'm gonna watch you dance.

I can't find that shade of pink anywhere.

Ladies, time to accessorize!
Take everything.

Hurry up! Come on, get the shit!

Help! You gotta help me.

This monster is after me.
He's terrifying. Please!

-Who? Who is he?
-My best friend.

Hey, what's going on?

Pancake!

So, how'd I do?

Well, let's start with the positives.
Passion. I mean, I can't even teach that.

But unfortunately,
you missed every major organ on his body.

-Oh, sorry. I panicked.
-Yeah.

Hey, listen,
when in doubt, go for the fruits,

grapes, apple, banana.

Grapes, apple, banana.
Grapes, apple, banana. Got it.

Right, yeah, yeah.
Now, what do we do with you?

Hey, I could let you go.

We could have you go out
and tell the world

everything that happened here today.

Or I could carve a hole in your back,
and puppet you around like a wooden dummy.

-The first one! I am a huge gossip.
-Sure.

And I will tell everyone about… Big Baby.

-"Big Baby"? Who's Big Baby?
-Isn't that you?

-Does he look like a big baby?
-Hey, hey, you're not helping, Stu.

Big Baby is the most infamous killer
in the whole country.

He slaughtered a whole town in one day.

No, no, no.
I'm the main event, right? I'm the star.

And I'm not gonna get upstaged
by some child!

Apple.

Now, come on. We got a baby to kill.

Apple.

Sorry about the TV, John.

You know there's beds upstairs, right?

You know,
sleeping on that couch every night

is B-A-D for your B-A-C-K.

-I'm good down here. Thanks.
-Okay.

I'll leave you to it.

Three to six.

Two to four. Two to six. Two to six?

There's nothing to do.

Goodbye, Dawn.

I'm so happy you and Mary Anne made up
before you left for California.

Okay.

"Ninety"?

Where the hell is 89?

"The people in Stoneybrook name
their cars."

"Flu… asthma… bus…"

"Abby"?

Who the fuck is Abby?

You mean to tell me
I missed a whole new member

being inducted to the club? Fuck! Shit!

Eighty-nine. Eighty-nine has
to be around here somewhere.

Shit.

Yeah, work that plantar fasciitis,
you little bitch.

So, I'm just about done
with these tootsies.

Who wants next?
Dana, I know those puppies are barking.

-I'm busy, Jeremy.
-Yeah.

I love watching you throw your ax.
Every chop gives me chills.

I can show you how, if you want.
I'm a very good teacher.

The secret is in the grip.

Queens!

You have every reason to celebrate.

Those insiders are quaking
behind their walls.

And for today, we have Quiet to thank.
Shit, the raid was her idea.

And from ideas, we bring change.

Who disrupted
the Milkmen supply lines? You.

Who affected the bottom line
of the insiders? You.

-And we are just getting started.
-That's right!

We gotta go bigger,
we've gotta go badder,

we've gotta go bloodier.
We've got to destroy the one thing

standing in between
the insiders and outsiders,

the walls!

Yeah! Yeah!

We are going to bring down
the walls of a mega city.

They hold the best food,
the best supplies, the most wealth.

It's time we get a piece.
And if they don't wanna give it up…

fuck 'em!

That's a weird place to hang a poster.

There's my girls.

Eighty-nine, jackpot.

Oh, man!

Well…

here's to you, Ann M. Martin,

for welcoming
a lonely Milkman to the club.

Horses, horses,
I love horses, I love horses!

I wonder if she liked horses.

Names I'd give my horses,
Buttercup, Kit Kat.

We drove up north
to Grandpop's cabin today.

-Cabin.
-We passed a Ferris wheel,

and even drove through
a red covered bridge.

When we got there,
we saw something amazing.

Horses.

I made a secret map of the sewers
for my brother.

He actually went down the manhole,
and got pinkeye.

-That's mean.
-If he ever read this, I'd die,

because I found
his deepest, darkest secret,

and it's on page 72.

-Made you look, you dumb dookie face!
-I'm not a dookie face!

Cowabunga, motherfuckers.

John, I got a hoagie for my bro-gie!

"Meet me in the bathroom."
In the bathroom?

John, you in here? Oh, sorry.

-Chester, get your ass in here.
-John…

look, you're a great friend, really,
but that is as far as this can go.

No. Look, I need to talk to you,
Raven could be listening.

-She hears everything.
-I'm the only one here.

What if we just talk… like this?

Chester, please.
You're the only one I can trust.

Okay, fine.

What the hell are you doing?
Why are you getting naked?

-Oh, right.
-Yeah. Yeah, stupid.

Scooch on in.

So, why are you naked?

What, you expect me to take a shower
in my swim trunks?

-Don't be an idiot.
-Yeah. All right.

Look, when I was a kid,
my sister drew me a map of the sewers,

so I could explore 'em
like a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

This feels like a story
you could have told me out of the shower.

No, no, no, no, no.
You know where the sewers lead?

To the bay, beyond the walls.
It's a way out, Chester. We can escape.

-John, I'm not sure I wanna escape.
-What?

I've heard the stories.
It's like a ghetto out there.

I mean, there's a reason they put
all those criminals out of the city.

-Well, you know me. Am I a criminal?
-No, no, it's not just that. I…

Oh, come on, what is it?

It's Raven. She controls us, all of us.

She knows where to put the pressure,
to use our weaknesses against us.

Chester, do you know
what's outside those walls?

Freedom, right?

You can go anywhere you want
with whoever you want.

My family, we have a cabin.

A beautiful cabin
in the middle of nowhere.

-And when I find my girl…
-Yeah?

…I'm gonna take her
to that cabin, Chester.

-Okay.
-And you can come with us.

But you gotta tell me right now
if you wanna go.

Are you in, or are you out?

-Okay.
-Are you in, or are you out?

-You have to tell me right now, Chester.
-Okay.

-You have to tell me.
-Okay.

-Are you in?
-Okay, okay.

-Are you in?
-I'm in.

-You're in?
-I'm in! I'm in!

You're my man. We're family now.

-We're family. Okay.
-Yeah.

Can you get my back?

I'm almost done.

Have a seat.

Look, Dollface, about this plan.

I'm sorry. I can't concentrate
on anything you're saying.

Your brows are busted.

It's best if they're twins,
okay if they're cousins,

but those motherfuckers
don't even look related.

About your plan?
We lost ammo and gas today.

We're gonna lose a lot more than that
taking on a mega city.

I've really bonded with these girls,
Dana, even Ashley.

-I don't want any of them to die.
-You know what's dead? Those cheeks.

So? I mean, I wear a mask half the time.

The mask doesn't hide our beauty,
it unites us.

When one Doll falls,
another picks up the mask. Look up.

-Do you know which direction up is?
-Oh, yeah. Sorry.

I believe in the mission too.
I mean, it's just… I…

I don't think your plan
is the way to fix things.

And what's your plan?

Ask nicely?

The insiders are living it up
while we're living in hell.

I mean, I can't even reunite
with my own brother

because he's behind
some concrete and… rebar.

Not that he'd remember me anyway.

It's funny,
when I heard about some motormouth Milkman

who drove across the country,
I knew it was my brother. I just…

I just felt it, you know?

When I went looking for him,
I found you instead.

And you, you fit in real well.
I see big things for you, Quiet.

But now, we're all going to a big party,
and we are gonna have a good time.

So, you've gotta decide
if you're coming with us or not.

Look at you, all dolled up.

Mama! I'm thirsty for milk!

Mama can't nurse you right now!
She's making her water!

Oh, Sweetums?

We got stranger danger.

Oh, that's cute! Big Baby's last steps.
What you got there, little guy?

-Oh, you disturbed my feeding, you fuck!
-Baby said a no-no word.

What are you doing? Let go of my ear!
What the fuck, lady?

"What the fuck, lady?"

Oh, baby likes to miss.

Coochie, coochie, coo.

Oh, my pelvic floor!

My tubesy!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
What the fuck is that?

I knew you'd find me,
and kill me, Trash Man!

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Wait.
"Trash Man"? Who's Trash Man?

The biggest gun
this side of the Mississipp'.

And stay down, you old hag!

What happened?

Apparently there's some jackoff out there
called Trash Man,

who's an even more famous killer
than the Big Baby.

Is Trash Man covered in trash
or does he take out the trash?

I don't know, man.

What I do know is that
I need to track him down,

and I need to kill him.
I swear, it is like whack a mole out here.

What if we come up
with some kind of contest?

We get the best killers in the country,
and we have them face off against you

in a… I don't know,
a battle royale tournament or something.

Then when you're the last survivor,

everyone will know Sweet Tooth
is the best.

That legit sent chills down my spine.
And I love it.

Great.

-How do we invite everybody?
-"We"? No, no, no. You!

Stu, you're more of a logistics guy,
I'm the talent.

Hey, appreciate you organizing this,
'cause it's gonna be a bitch.

What the…?

Good. You got my message.
Okay. John told me to meet him here.

He's gonna escape through the sewers.
One of these.

You've done well, Chester.

-Ma'am, he's wearing John's clothes.
-What?

He lent them to me, ma'am.
Mine were wet. We took a shower…

together.

Okay.

Shit. What was the name she said?
Chloe, Kristy…

No, shit, that's The Baby-Sitters Club.
God! Kelly, yes.

No way. Evelyn?

Oh, shit, you're not Evelyn,

but a little bit of work,
you'll be a bad bitch.

What the hell?

You must be Kelly.

Good evening, friends.

It's so nice to see all of you.
I am Calypso.

I've got
a very special announcement to make.

So, let's get to the business at hand.

I'm hosting a tournament,
and I invite you,

the best drivers from all across
the Divided States of America to compete.

Assassins, mercenaries,
vigilantes, joyriders,

all are welcome.

In one week's time, my contest will begin.

The rules are simple.

Choose your vehicle,

and show how good you are
by defeating everyone else.

The last one standing
will be crowned the victor.

What do you think?

I think this Calypso guy
beat you to market.

Anything to add, Big Baby?

"Big Baby love a tournament.
You're gonna kill all those assholes."

See? Told you I was good.
Couldn't even see my lips move.

But what is a contest without a prize?

If you win my tournament,
I will grant you…

a single wish.

No matter how rare, no matter how costly,
no matter the consequence,

your deepest, darkest heart's desire
will be yours.

At the end of my contest,
one wish will come true.

Will it be yours? Will you drive?

The golden goose has flown the coop.
I have eyes on John outside the walls.

Well, fucking shoot him!

Yes, ma'am, the ambulance won't get far.
Arming the missile now.

Ambulance? Hold your fire!

Fuck!

Kelly? Kelly.

You're okay, you're okay.

Motherfucker.

Just a setback.

We'll be together again soon, Kelly.
I promise.

We can't be taking this seriously.
Wishes? Really?

I've talked to Calypso in New Chicago.
He's real. He's for real.

So is my case of crabs,

but I'm not gonna, like,
do anything about it.

This guy just turned on
all technology at once.

Are we forgetting that already?
Are we goldfish?

We have to enter this tournament.

If we win, we can wish
to bring down all the walls.

Not just for one city, all of them.

Got a heavy mover out of San Francisco.

-Could be medicine.
-Ladies, load up!

Let's put a pin in this.
I feel a shopping spree coming on.

Come on, hold the line.

Now…

let's find some music.

Oh, shit!

Guess Raven got my message. What the hell?

Goddammit! Come on.

This would definitely be better
with some music.

What the fuck?

Oh, sh…

Shit!

Damn it.

Yeah, this boat's got a fat ass, don't it?

That's my fucking car!

Oh, shit.

Goddammit!

-John?
-Quiet?

You shot me? Again?

Is that you?

-Lionel?
-"Lionel"? Who the hell is--

Ashley, what the fuck?