All language subtitles for Buck Rogers in the 25th Century - S01E18 - Twiki is Missing - [DVD][x265 10-bit][AAC 2.0]

Captain Rogers:

It's nice seeing you again:

[Narrator]
Three beautiful space angels
kidnap Twiki:

And Buck finds the key
to saving Earth from fiery destruction
by a runaway spaceberg:

- What do you want, Belzak?
- Your Buck Rogers for his drone:

Prepare the ambu-quad for disassembly:

My planet is in danger
of being destroyed:

I've got a chance of saving it,
but I can't without your help:

I want Rogers in that acid now!

[Man Narrating]
The year is 1987,

and NASA launches the last
of America's deep space probes:

In a freak mishap, Ranger 3
and its pilot, Captain William "Buck'"Rogers,

are blown out of their trajectory into an orbit
which freezes his life-support systems: : :

And returns Buck Rogers to Earth: : :

500 years later:

Colonel Deering reporting
from spaceberg escort:

[Dr: Huer, Over Radio]
Yes, Colonel:

We're approaching
the entrance to Stargate 9:
Requesting clearance:

[Beeping]
Clearance granted, Colonel:

Proceed on established
flight vector:

What is that, Dr: Huer?

That is 10 billion tons
of frozen oxygen:

Once it's located on the North Pole,
it'll begin to melt: : :

And help to replenish
the oxygen-depleted atmosphere
of the entire planet:

This is the third time
that we've handled
a transport of this kind,

and the procedure
still makes me nervous:

Why is that?

Because the spaceberg
is on a precise path towards
a window in our atmosphere,

and it has to hit that window
and pass through it
exactly as planned:

Exactly:
And if it doesn't?

Friction from the atmosphere
would ignite the oxygen:

Our calculations have indicated
that the resulting explosion: : :

Would literally scorch
a third of the Earth's surface,
possibly half:

[Man]
Look at what the Terrans are doing
at this very moment, Pinchas:

They have a problem,
and they do something about it,

whatever the difficulties:

But you,

you simply come to me with talk,
no action:

I've been working on a solution
to our current problem, sir:

I've been in contact
with several agents on Earth, and...
More talk:!

Meanwhile, I have 5,000 miners malingering
and threatening to leave their posts:

Do you know what that means?
Yes, sir, I do:

It means we're not producing
enough blazium:

I've got orders backed up to Xynon,
and I can't fill them!

Then I shall find myself unable
to support my chief operations officer: : :

Just as I can no longer tolerate
his incompetence:

Do I make myself clear?

Ah: Anad, you've come:

I grew tired of waiting
for your call:

You've read
the list of grievances?
Shocking:

Long hours, low pay,
unhealthy working conditions:

Low morale, unrest:

The miners have elected me
to represent them:

Yes:

And under your leadership,
they have united for the first time:

And united we stand
until something is done:

Oh, something is going to be done:
[Beep]

- Why have you summoned them?
- The Omni Guard?

They are the key
to our security, Anad:

They've kept the mines open
and working:

Through cruelty and force!

How untrue:

I fear you may have
hurt their feelings:

[Groans]

Take the meddling fool away:

Silencing him
is only a temporary measure:

[Groaning]
The miners will soon have
another leader:

A solution
I mentioned earlier, sir...

this is it:

A drone?

They've been miserable failures
in the mines:

We need something more
than artificial intelligence down there:

This is a Terran drone, sir:

Serial number 22-23-T:

Manufactured at the ambu-quad facility
in New Chicago:

- So?
- What makes 22-23-T so unique, sir,

is that its basic programming
has been augmented
by its present owner,

a Captain Buck Rogers:

Rogers is a Terran
from the 20th century,

and he's endowed the drone
with extraordinary features...

resourcefulness, courage, loyalty: : :

And... even though we know
such is impossible...

some say imagination:

And you're thinking to buy it,
break it down,

analyze its binary patterning:

Yes, sir:

And mass produce it
to serve in the mines:

Each unit as an adjunct to a miner: : :

To take over some of the more uncomfortable
and dangerous procedures:

And where is this one-of-a-kind ambu-quad
to be found right now?

On Earth in New Chicago:

And my thought was
our morale problem would be...

Ladies,

I have a mission for you:

[Wilma]
Dr: Huer, my instrumentation
indicates that the oxygen mass: : :

Is maintaining a perfect trajectory:

Temperature is holding steady
at minus 250 degrees Celsius:

Thank you, Colonel:

Please keep me posted of even
the slightest change in conditions:

[Doorbell Beeps]

Captain Rogers?
That's correct:

I'm Stella Breet:
I'm a contract administrator
for Kurt Belzak: : :

On the asteroid Toros
in Third Quadrant:

You'll have to excuse me:
I'm a little new around here:

I don't know
what any of that means:

Oh, well, uh,
can I come in and explain?

Sure: Sure, come in:

Come on:

Looks just like
I imagined it would:
Like you "imagined it would"?

Oh, we always compile biofiles
of all our business associates
before we meet them:

I didn't know
that we were associates:

We're not, but we will be:

Just exactly who is this, uh,
Kurt Belzak? Hmm?

Mr: Belzak owns an integrated
mining, manufacturing
and distribution operation: : :

With its headquarters on Toros:

He's the, uh, sole supplier
of an explosive called blazium:

That's very interesting,
except I still don't see
where I come into this picture:

Ah:
[Exhales]

Uh-huh:
A million, in round figures:
It's yours:

What have I done
to deserve such generosity?

You haven't done anything:

It's, uh, payment for your ambu-quad...
serial number 22-23-T:

"T" as in Twiki?
Yes: Twiki:

- I'm sorry, Stella: He's not for sale:
- Oh, I see: You want to negotiate:

No: I just don't want
to sell Twiki:

Well, it-it's just an ambu-quad:

No: Twiki's a little more than that:
He's, uh... He's like a friend:

A drone is a drone, Captain:

Friends... Friends are different:

One feels affection for friends:

One owns a drone,
and anything that is owned can be sold:

Except for Twiki:

You see, it'd be like
selling family:

Besides, why does Belzak want
my particular ambu-quad?

- He's only one of thousands:
- I'm not paid to know why, Captain:

Uh, Captain Rogers,
I need your help:

Mr: Belzak will be very upset with me
if I come back with nothing:

Well, I'd say anything you want
except Twiki and me:
[Chuckles]

I understand that:

I have a friend who runs
a biostereometrical facility:

And, well, I thought...

- Oh, you mean a 3-D photographer:
- Yes:

Could I take pictures
ofTwiki's internal circuitry?

[Exhales]
It-It's not much, but at least it would
be something to bring back to Belzak:

Yeah, I guess that'd be all right:
I don't see any harm in taking pictures
ofTwiki's internal circuitry:

Besides, knowing the ham he is,
he'd probably enjoy it:

- "Ham"?
- You'll find out what that means
when you meet him:

Oh: Thank you:

Uh...

This is the address:
See you there at 9:00?
Fine:

[Sighs]
He wouldn't sell:

But we've got a date
with Captain Rogers: : :

And Twiki:

Let's go:

Dr: Huer, I'm monitoring
an increasing frequency
of ionized particles... rising rapidly:

[Sighs]

Doctor, I want a detailed radio scan
of Quadrant 4 immediately:

[Theo]
Yes, Doctor:

But, Doctor, an ion storm
of large-enough magnitude
could...

I'm aware of the ramifications, Doctor:
Begin gathering data, please:

[Chirping]
Where is everybody, Buck?

It's after hours, Twiki:
Everyone's gone home:

Yeah, here it is:

Yeah:

Hmm:

Captain Rogers: Thank you
for bringing the ambu-quad:

Now, if you'll just
leave it here for a while:

[Scoffs]
No way, Stella:

As you wish, Captain:

[Grunts]

[Chirping]
Hey!

Hey! I'm private property:
You're trespassing:

Ambu-quad prepared:

Autopilot set at coordinates 446:

Remote facility activated:

Excellent:
I'll take control:

Remain on Earth until the ambu-quad
is securely on Toros:

[Engines Powering Up]

[Chirping]
This "wild blue yonder" stuff
is for the birds!

Dr: Huer:
Twiki's been taken:
What?

Three women... psychokinetics:
It's a long story, but I think
he was taken to...

Captain Rogers:

I have a report of a non-Terran
starfighter being launched:

Its digital reference was H270,

indicating its port of origin is Toros
in the Third Quadrant:

An ambu-quad is in the cockpit:

I'm going after him:

This is Buck Rogers calling H270:
Do you read?

[Chirping]
I thought you'd deserted me:

The ambu-quad
is being followed, Pinchas:

Very closely: It appears the two ships
may have rendezvoused:

Yes: Well, we'll take care of that:

- Are you a sight for sore circuits:
- You too, pal:

- What's the situation on board?
- [Chirping]
It's all remote control, Buck:

[Over Monitor]
I can't do a thing:
Buck?

Buck Rogers?

The Terran owner?

All right, Rogers,
let's see how good you are:

[Chirping]
Buck, that wasn't me:

I know, little buddy:

Listen, you gotta pop that canopy
and get out of that ship fast:

- [Chirping]
But it's a long walk home:
- Don't worry: I'll track you in:

- Here I go, Buck!
- The drone is out of the ship!

Where are you, Buck?
Buck!

[Chirping]
Some may like hanging loose,
but not this quad:

Well, you're good, whoever you are,
but you're not quite good enough:

So long:

This is Starfighter 1314 to Earth Control:
Come in, please:

[Woman Over Radio]
You've got New Tulsa Tracking Station,
Starfighter 1314: What can we do for you?

I've lost an ambu-quad up here:
I'm gonna need some help finding him:

You've got it, 1314:

Well, make it quick, will ya?
There's a heavy-gravity body nearby:

If I don't pick him up fast,
he's gonna crash into it:

[Chirping]

Help!
[Continues Chirping]

[Chirping]
Hurry, Buck!

This is New Tulsa Tracking Station
to Starfighter 1314:

Go ahead, New Tulsa:
We have a fix:

Distance... 33,000 mega-Ks
from Alpha Centauri:

Radius vector... 33 degrees left
off the elliptical plane: : :

And elevation 40 degrees north:

Roger, New Tulsa:
I'm on my way:

[Chirping]
Hurry, Buck!

[Continues Chirping]

[Chirping]
Thanks, Buck:
[Chuckles]

We're reporting as per schedule:

Did the ambu-quad arrive yet?

Hardly:

The Terran owner intercepted him
and brought him back to Earth:

Buck Rogers:

That would be consistent
with the information in his biofile:

What are your orders?

If the ambu-quad is so important
to Buck Rogers,

let's see how important
Buck Rogers is: : : To Earth:

He heads an industrial complex: : :

Which controls dozens
of intergalactic corporations:

The base of his power, though,
is in the blazium mines on Toros:

What's so important about blazium?

Blazium? Well, gram for gram,
it's the most powerful explosive
ever developed:

Mr: Belzak has made millions
by selling blazium to any and all buyers:

- What did he want with Twiki?
- [Chirping]

Whatever it is,
he can't have it:

Dr: Huer, this is Colonel Deering:
Do you read?

[Over Radio] Do you read?
Yes, Colonel Deering:
This is Dr: Huer:

We seem to have a substantial
amount of interference:

We're encountering
a rather violent storm, Doctor:

The ion count is still alarmingly high:

[Radio Static]
Dr: Theopolis:

The data reflects
a mature ion storm: : :

Sweeping directly across the path
of the spaceberg:

- Dr: Huer:
- Yes, Colonel:

The spaceberg has moved off
its established flight path:

[Switch Clicking]
Yes, Colonel: That's confirmed
by our observations here as well:

Please stand by for further instructions:

Dr: Huer, if that spaceberg
misses the window...

- What can we do?
- Frankly, Buck, I'm not sure:

We've moved oxygen in this manner
twice before:

We've always known
there was a risk,

but it seemed to be outweighed
by the urgent need:

- I'm gonna give Wilma a hand:
- But there's nothing
you can do, Buck:

[Sighs]
Tell her I'm on my way:

Captain Rogers:

It's nice seeing you again:

Where exactly am I?

Three minutes out of Stargate 23:

An hour from Toros:
Hmm:

Well, at least Belzak
is consistent...

two kidnappings in a row:

Doesn't he know
how to say "Please"?

- Belzak gets what he wants:
- Everything?

Why are you doing this?

There are reasons,
necessities:

Hmm:

In my apartment, you said something
about friends and affection:

You just forget about all of that
and throw it out the window?

- Just a lot of words?
- Perhaps something
from the nutrition center:

Stella, what's Belzak
got on you?

I'm sorry: I don't want
to talk about this right now:

Is he threatening you?

What's he holding over you?

Come on, Stella:
Tell me:

It's not me:
It's my son, Lucas:

His father was a: : :

Toros general,

one of the chosen class:

I was a paranormal
with psychokinetic powers:

Our marriage: : : And our child: : :

Were never condoned
by the ruling class:

When my: : : Husband protested,

he was executed
as a traitor to his class:

He was killed for loving me:

The man who signed his death order
was Belzak:

And on Toros,

the son of a traitor
is also condemned to a traitor's death:

Belzak spared him:

As civilian head of the ruling body,
he alone could do so:

He allowed me to send Lucas
to Remus 2,

and then he forced me to use
my psychokinetic powers
for his purposes:

If I ever tried to leave him,

he'd have Lucas killed:

It doesn't have to be that way:

[Man Over Radio]
This is Toros Approach Control
to Shuttle 9281:

[Man Continues, Indistinct]
We'll be arriving soon: I hope
your stay in Toros will be a pleasant one:

Repeat: This is Toros Approach Control
to Shuttle 9281:

You're cleared for reentry
over the outer marker:

Welcome: : :

To my little corner
of the universe,

Captain Rogers:

Better put that to music:
[Laughing]

May I have the current data,
Doctor, please?

Current angular displacement
of the spaceberg: : :

Is approximately three degrees
from center, Doctor:

It will miss the atmospheric window: : :

By nearly 633 kilometers:

Might as well be six meters:

Once the explosions begin,
the entire spaceberg
will disintegrate:

[Belzak]
Ah: Dr: Huer, I presume?

Yes: And you are?

Kurt Belzak, sir:

It seems you have
a bit of a problem on your hands:

Yes, and very little time to talk to you:
So, if you don't mind...

Oh, but I do:
Indeed I do:

- We need to speak:
- About what?

About your friend and mine:

Buck! How did you...

How is not important, Doctor:

It's what we do next
that interests me:

I see:
What do you want, Belzak?

Your Buck Rogers
for his drone...
an even exchange:

[Chirping]
Hey!

Belzak, you're already guilty
of kidnapping and extortion:

How do you expect me
to deal with...
Doc, don't do anything:

Belzak, listen to me:
My hands are tied:

The Directorate strictly forbids
responding to such threats:

All I can do is turn over the entire matter
to the interstellar authorities immediately:

Don't be a fool, Doctor:

Send me the ambu-quad, or Buck Rogers
will suffer the consequences:

[Switch Clicks]
[Exclaims]

There's nothing I can do
to help him:

Nothing at all:

Under the circumstances,
I don't think it necessary to...

to give Colonel Deering
the burden of: : : Knowing:

Twiki, where are you going?

Twiki?

[Chirping]
What about Buck?

Come back here this instant:
Twiki:

[Chirping]
Buck, here comes the cavalry:

[Engines Powering Up]

- Geronimo!
- [Engines Blast]

[Chirping]
Hang on, Buck:
I'm on my way:

I think I've done you
a great service, Captain Rogers:

Oh, really?

That oxygen-mass transport project
was: : : Ingenious, daring: : :

And will ultimately prove to be fatal
to your Terran brethren:

I think they'll find a way
to get it back on course:

It's possible but not probable:

One doesn't just nudge
10 billion tons back on course:

Oh, I should like to convince you: : :

That a man of your reputed talents
has a place here on Toros:

After all, your Terran brethren
have abandoned you:

Perhaps:

I don't think you need those anymore:

Unshackle Captain Rogers:

Bring him on our morning rounds:

[Handcuffs Buzz]
Let's see if we can make him
a convert to our cause:

This is the very heart
of our blazium operation:

The raw ore is dissolved
in hydrochloric acid,

reducing it
to a pure crystal form:

As an explosive,
it has unique properties:

Aside from its power,
it's the quickest-burning
and the hottest,

which makes it particularly useful
in the cold of space:

It must be difficult
storing an explosive like this:

Not at all:

You're holding enough blazium
to destroy a small moon with ease:

Don't worry, Captain:
Blazium needs a substantial amount
of energy to ignite:

Consequently, it's quite stable:

I can see that you're
genuinely interested, Captain:

- Fascinated:
- Good: Very good:

I can see a glorious future
for you here, Captain:

Those mines are nearly
a flawless operation,

except they depend on men
to work them:

It should be obvious why I need
your remarkable ambu-quad,

with all the 20th-century talent
you have imbued him with,

combined, of course,
with your own:

Well, I really hate to tell you this,
Belzak, but, uh,

Twiki is chronically lazy:
[Beeps]

[Chirping]
Oops: I guess I blew it, Buck:

- Twiki, what are you doing here?
Dr: Huer didn't...
- [Chirping] I came on my own:

- Prepare the ambu-quad
for disassembly:
- [Chirps] Uh-oh!

[Chirping]
Help!

Hang on, Buck:
[Belzak]
Stop him!

He's only one man:
Stop him!

Keep your hands
right where I can see 'em:

All right, Twiki: Let's go:
[Chirping]
You got it, boss:

[Beeps]

Keep goin', Twiki:

This is ridiculous:

One drone and a Terran have me
trapped in my own quarters?

Deploy a squadron of guards
in each of the main corridors:

I want that ambu-quad
back in one piece:

And I want Rogers...
dead or alive!

Pinchas!

Hold it, Twiki:

That blazium storage room
must be around here somewhere:

[Chirping]
Blazium?

Let's just get outta here:

I think that blazium might just
solve our spaceberg crisis:

Something Belzak said
about its properties:
Come on:

[High-pitched Tone]

[Chirping]
What's wrong?

That noise!
It's goin' right through my head!

[Groans]
[Tone Continues]

[Chirping]
Give me a boost, Buck:

- Buck:
- [Gasping]

[Moans]

[Man Over Radio]
Interloper in Subsection 9,
Corridor 3A, sonic chamber:

Good: I'm sure Captain Rogers
is getting an earful:

Shall we join him?

[Tone Continues]
[Chirping]
Higher, Buck:

[Explosions]

[Chirping]
Let's move it, Buck!

We've got a plane to catch:

They've escaped:
Impossible:

The sonic chamber has...
Has absolutely no effect
on a drone, idiot!

Look:

[Chirping]
That's why I let you
go first, Buck:

Must be some kind
of energy field:

[Moans]
Solid as a rock:

[Chirping]
Now what, Buck?

Stella can deactivate that thing:

All right, Twiki,
you hide under that catwalk:

Don't move, and hold on to that blazium:
I'll be right back:

Spread out:
Search the bays:

Dr: Huer, I don't think we're having
the slightest effect on the spaceberg:

I'm afraid your analysis
is correct, Colonel,

as I feared it would be:

The window is our only hope:
Without it...

[Beeps]

Stella, I need your help:

[People Chattering]

[Chirping]
What's keeping you, Buck?

I can't do it:
If Belzak finds out...

He won't, not for a while at least:

And by that time,
we'll be long gone:

I told you,
he has agents on Remus 2:

He'll have Lucas killed:
I know it:

Remus 2 is under
the Directorate's jurisdiction:

We'll have Lucas brought to Earth
where Belzak can't reach him:

It's too late to start over:
This is where I belong:

Stella, give yourself a chance:
Give Lucas a chance:

I'm sorry: I can't:

Stella, my planet is in danger
of being very, very badly damaged,

perhaps even destroyed:

I've got a chance of saving it:

In order to do that,
I've gotta get out of here,
but I can't without your help:

[Takes Deep Breath, Exhales]

All right, Buck,
I'll deactivate the energy wall:

[Beeps]

Welcome, Captain:
I see the lovely Stella
has found you first:

Very good work, my dear:

Belzak, l...
She is very persuasive:

Yes, well, all good things
must come to an end, Captain:

- Now, where's your ambu-quad?
- I don't know:

I think I left him down
in one of the tunnels:
I'm not sure:

Such a transparently thin
subterfuge, Captain:

Never mind: We'll find him:
Take him away:

- Hold it!
- Really, Captain:

Don't you ever know
when to cease?

- Heads up, Buck!
- [Grunts]

Come on! Move!

Hold on, Rogers!

The ladies would like your attention
just for a moment: Ladies:

[Chirping]
Buck!

Terribly sorry to end our relationship
this way, Captain:

Stella, don't do this:

Don't let Belzak win:

Save your breath, Captain:
She hears no one but me:

Stella, listen to me!

- Continue the mind meld:
- [Buck Straining]

- Stella:
- I want Rogers in that acid:

- [Straining]
- Now!

[Groaning]
Stella! I can help you:

Don't listen to him:
Your son will die without my help:

If I die, your last chance
to leave this place dies with me:

L: : : Command you!

One move, and he dies:

Come on, Buck:
Let's get outta here:

You fools:!
The Earth is dying:!
Don't you understand?

Stella, you've condemned
your son to death:

[Man Over P: A:]
Your approach to Toros
cleared for landing:

Dr: Huer, we're registering a change
in surface temperature:

It's reaching the outer layers
of the atmosphere:
It's beginning to heat:

I show a reading...
minus 243 degrees Celsius and rising:

If it reaches 217 degrees,
the entire mass will become
completely unstable:

Beyond that point,
ignition of the oxygen is: : : Inevitable:

Buck Rogers calling
Earth Defense Directorate:

[Over Radio]
Repeat: Buck Rogers calling
Earth Defense Directorate:

Buck!

What's happened?
How in galaxy did you...

I'll fill you in later, Doc:
What's the status on the berg?

Well, we haven't been able
to alter its trajectory,

and it is now approaching
one minute and 23 seconds
from entering the atmosphere:

On the wrong trajectory:

Wilma, Dr: Huer:

- I think I have a way
to get the berg back on trajectory:
- I'm listening:

Blazium is fast-burning
and extremely hot:

If we plant the right amount
in the right place and detonate it,
then we'll...

Shift it and let gravity take over:

Ah! It sounds reckless, Buck:

Captain Rogers's theory
is sound, Doctor:

But he has no apparatus on board
to guarantee an accurate placement:

I'm just gonna have to eyeball it, Doc:
Give me the coordinates:

Very well: We have no choice:

Doctor, we need volume, mass,
distance from Earth,
angular differential:

Please, Doctor,
I have anticipated the requisites:

Those figures are now coming through
on the C6000:

[People Chattering]
Excellent:

Buck, your angular differential
is three degrees, four minutes
and 22 seconds:

Now we must reduce the berg's mass
by 4:0923:

How much blazium
do you have aboard?
It's a two-kilo brick:

Doctor?
Reduce it by half:

Reduce it by half, Buck:
Roger:

Now, from your angle
of approach, Buck,

you're going to have
to lay down the blazium
on the following coordinates:

M23: 11:
[Punching Keyboard]

And D 17:9:
[Punching Keyboard]

- Got it:
- And good luck:

Wilma, clear everybody
from the vicinity of that berg:

I want you to hang up there
at about 20,000 kilometers:

As soon as I lay the blazium down,
hit it with a full-power pulsar
and get out of there:

I understand, Buck,
but what are you gonna do
about the primary explosion?

I'm gonna try to get
out of there myself:

I'm getting a reading
of minus 225 degrees,

and we are within 22 seconds
of the critical range:

- You ready?
- Yeah, I think so:

[Chirping]
Play it as it lays, Buck:

- I'm on my way, Wilma:
- Standing by: Pulsars ready:

Here we go:

Eight ball in the side pocket:

[Power Burst]
[Buck]
It's all yours, Wilma:

Got it, Buck:

Doctor Huer, what's happening?
Doc?

By heavens, it's working:

It's bringing this mass back
into its proper trajectory:

I record a satisfactory entrance
through the atmospheric window,
Doctor:

You've done it, Buck!
You've done it!
[Chattering]

I don't know exactly how,
but you've done it, my friend:

I don't know how you do it either,
but I'm sure glad you do:

[Chuckling]
Terran ingenuity, I guess:

[Chirping]
And a little luck:

[Laughing]
Let's head for home:

Well, it's official:

Kurt Belzak has been overthrown
by the miners on Toros:
Oh, that's wonderful:

Yes: They've exiled him to a planet
in the Sixth Quadrant:

You won't have to worry about him
for a long time to come:

And we've made contact
with our people on Remus 2:

Lucas will be arriving
on the next shuttle:

I'll never be able to thank you:

Especially you, Buck:
Mm:

All of us owe Buck our thanks:
Wait a minute:
Let's not forget about Twiki here:

[Chirping]
No big deal, Buck:

No big deal?

You let yourself get kidnapped
and almost got lost in space:

Then you went A: W: O: L:
And almost got yourself
dissected by Belzak's goons,

not to mention nearly getting me
burned to a crisp:

[Chirps]
Give me a break, Buck:

Give you a break?
I'll give you a break:

Two weeks hard labor,
bread and water: : :

And a suspended sentence:
[Chuckles]

- Thanks for your help, buddy:
- [Chirping]
You're worth it, Buck:

- [Chuckling]
- [Chuckling]

I think: