All language subtitles for The Greatest American Hero s02e04 Hog Wild

Look at what's happened to me

I can't believe it myself

Suddenly I'm up on top of the world

It should have been somebody else

Believe it or not I'm walking on air

I never thought I could feel so free

Flying away on a wing and a prayer

Who could it be

Believe it or not it's just me

Just like the light of a new day

It hit me from out of the blue

Breaking me out of the spell I was in

Making all of my wishes come true

Believe it or not I'm walking on air

I never thought I could feel so free

Flying away on a wing and a prayer

Who could it be

Believe it or not it's just me

Who could it be

Believe it or not it's just me

I don't think you have any business
complaining about something...

that you didn't even bother
to participate in, Bill. Wasted weekend.

Shee! Well, almost wasted if I hadn't
brought along the old fishin' gear.

I don't understand how you could go
on sittin' in those stuffy rooms,

listening to those guys with the beards
yammering on and on about I don't know what.

Negative strokes?
Positive strokes?

Sharing and-and staying out
of each other's face?

- Space.
- That's a real no-brainer.

You're so smart... you can't
learn anything? Is that it, Bill?

You are a communications expert?

Communicating
is real easy, Ralph.

Uh, I don't need a weekend
seminar to teach me how.

What you do is open your yap,
tell people what to do.

If they don't do it fast enough, you
bump 'em, badge 'em and bag 'em, period.

Bill, that is not communicating.
That is called "busting people's chops."

- Yeah, sure.
- And it's obvious to me, at any rate,

that you have
no rage resistance.

I mean, you are so
negative-stroke oriented, Bill,

that it... it's funny.

I mean, you don't even bother listening to people.
It goes in one ear and out the other ear.

And you know what the result is?
The result is you go through your life...

creating problems
instead of solving them.

Yammer, yammer, yammer, yammer,
whoopee-do, scooby-doo and gobbledygook.

You are so set in your ways.
You are so rigid and tied up.

You are so unwilling to open up your
attitudes and try and communicate,

while I'm sitting over
here getting very upset.

Well, thank you,
Ralph, for sharing.

I think that's the terminology,
isn't it?

Will ya look at this
bunch of bums?

Now, there's a full platoon complement of
negative downstrokers for ya right there.

Come on. Get outta the way!
Bill, just let 'em go. All right?

Get outta the way! This is a perfect
example of what I was talking about, Bill.

Someone's gonna get angry and then
violent and then who knows what?

Let's just take it easy
and let them all go.

Yeah, you wanna communicate
with these rum-dums,

you gotta communicate with the old
communicator, the trusty one, Ralph.

Least I remind you, Bill, that the suit is in the
trunk and we are but mere mortals here. Okay?

Whoo-hoo!

You can't communicate with morons, Ralph.
Leave this to me.

Okay! Pull over there.
You're busted!

Okay. This is Sunny 3
on the road. Come in, please.

That's cute. That's the kind of cute that
gets you five to 10 in a federal pen.

- Lookee here!
- The man's carryin'!

Afternoon, citizen.
Hope you ain't lookin' for trouble.

No. No, uh, as a matter of fact,
we were looking for Lancaster.

- Lancaster? Never heard of it.
- Hey, those are really nice Harleys you guys got.

I bet you really enjoy the freedom
of the... the open road, don't you?

- Okay, who's the head hog?
- That'd be me, slick.

- Oh, good. That's a nice target. F.B.I., pal. You're busted.
- Uh...

- Some kind of G-man? Is that the rap?
- Yeah, that's it.

I know you must feel a little bit of anger at
my friend, but believe me, we mean you no harm.

You know,
the way I got this figured...

is if you're real good,
then you only get me.

But if you're just a little bit slow,
we're gonna take that gun away from you...

and we're gonna blow your toes
off, one by one.

Now, wait a minute.
There's no need for violence, all right?

There is a range of alternative solutions.
You're angry.

Well, maybe you can just tell us
a little bit more how you feel.

Ralph, get back in the car.
I got the head hog here.

And I'm takin' him with me. Go ahead.
Lardo, make a move, any move.

Come on! Straighten him up.
Let me see that hunk of tin.

Oh, that's nice.

Look here. Official G-man.

You're dog meat!

Huuh!

Hey, lookee here.
Shotgun rider got a glass jaw.

Listen. I wouldn't lay out here in the sun too
long, 'cause, uh, it might roast your brains.

Bill?

You all right? Uhh...

Uh, no, I don't think so.

There's somethin' wrong...
inside.

Now, if you can get me
in the... in the car,

we oughta find a hospital.

All right. Gee, I...
I'm sorry, Bill. Ooh!

Me too.

No sign of concussion there.

I would just apply the ice there for
a while. I think you'll be all right.

Thank you, Doctor.
How's my friend doing out there?

Uh, you know, I don't like
to criticize people,

but he's out there with three fractured
ribs destroying my whole operation.

He's really not a bad guy, sir. It's just
that he has a little trouble communicating.

Yeah, well, I noticed that myself.
All right. You're okay.

You can, uh, go visit
Tarzan if you want.

- Thank you, Doctor.
- Tarzan.

How ya doin' there, Bill? Eh, I'm okay,
soon as we get outta this coffin factory.

Another negative inference...

to a place that has just been kind
enough to patch you back together.

Bill, you are unbelievable!
Oh, let up on me, kid.

I'm havin' a real bad day. I don't
have any "rage resistance" left here.

Yeah, okay. I'll call in before,
uh... before morning. Yeah, bye.

Would you listen to me
for a minute?

This is the whole point that I
took you to that seminar, Bill.

Now, what did you accomplish
with those bikers, huh?

Come on.
Let me alone.

You know what
you accomplished, Bill?

I'll tell you what you accomplished.
Nothin'. Zero. Zip.

You know, I'm having a hard enough
time dealing with this red suit...

without you bringing down every hard
case in the world on top of our heads.

Kid, I am an officer
of the law.

I can't let a bunch of garpy-gorps shove
me around and not shove back. I can't.

If you hadn't have pulled that
tuna surprise outta your pocket,

you and I wouldn't be sitting in this
office right now, I tell ya that.

Kid, I know that I'm not exactly right
on the mark of what you'd like me to be,

but I'm not gonna "active listen"
some porker on a chopped hog...

who's tryin' to trash
my space and my face.

You can take me to weekend seminars
till, uh, moss grows outta my ears.

It's not gonna happen.
I'm not gonna change, period.

Now, let's get outta here
and on the case.

- Where are you going?
- We're gonna find that bunch of bums and bust 'em.

Well, I'm not going!

Oh. Well, I guess I'll just
have to go do it alone.

Bill, come on.
They're gonna kill ya!

Well, death is the ultimate
negative stroke.

Right?
Whatever that means.

He trapped me again. I don't know how
he does it, but he always traps me.

Looks like they went off here,
Bill. But you never can tell.

It might be just some
dirt-bike tracks or something.

Bring the crane, will ya, Ralph?

I can't make it.

What, you don't
believe me, Bill? Huh?

Gotta get out here and
stick your nose in the dirt.

All those guys
had straight rubber on.

No dirt tires.
See there? Watch.

Some of 'em are goin' over a
thousand pounds with two people on.

This is where they left,
all 15 of 'em... two, three hours ago.

Shouldn't we throw a little dust in the
wind and, uh, say a chant or something?

Ralph, just keep
the jokes comin'.

Uh, if you get me laughin', maybe I can croak
from the pain. You can solve all your problems.

Get the suit.

Just, uh, tryin' a little humor, Bill.
You know, bridging some communication.

Yeah, that's great, that's terrific.
Now you're practicing that stuff on me.

I'm half dead and can't protect myself.
Get the suit!

- I got it. You coming?
- I guess not.

- Why?
- I can't get up.

Give me a hand.

Boy, this is gonna
be real fun. Ah!

You okay? Yeah.

Real fun.

Eh, come on, Ralph.
Can't you ease up here a bit?

Sorry, Bill,
but I didn't pick the road.

Yeah, but you don't have to actively
listen to every chuckhole, do ya?

Okay, there's only
two deputies in that town.

There's that, uh, sheriff,
that kid with no chin. Right?

Huh? Come on, baby.

That ain't hardly talkin' you're doin'.
You wanna say somethin' I can understand?

Must've given her too many downers.
She's spaced.

I want the Mexican sheriff
and I want his town.

That guy back there, he was a fed.
Now, we could be gettin' pretty hot.

That ain't gonna matter.

Well, I got this feelin' we
shouldn't be goin' back to Tecolote.

Let me tell ya somethin'.
They ran us outta that town.

Now, we ain't never been
run outta nowhere before.

I want the Mexican sheriff,
and I want his little town.

Now, if it'll make ya feel better, I'll
post a watch. Hey, give me those glasses.

Hit the hill, slick.

Okay, now, look.
This town is right on the border.

So we go in there,
we do it.

We hop across and we start
punchin' sombreros. All right?

All right! Yeah!
We'll do it!

Those...
are the tracks there.

Here's the walkie-talkie.
Have a nice flight.

Don't I always have
a nice flight?

They seem to be
my summer specialty.

Oh, oh, Bill! Bill! Oh!

Now to the right.
To the right!

You're goin' off the...
To the right!

Oh, man. I see it, but,
hey, man, I don't believe this!

Hey! Hey, Preacher!
Hey, Preacher!

You gotta look at this. You gotta see this!
You won't believe it! Come here!

Hey, what's up? You gotta see this!
Come on!

Get up here!
Look at this!

Hey, look at... You ain't gonna
believe this. Come here. Look at this.

What? Look. Look, huh.

Fed just keeps on comin', don't he?

That's nothin'. Wait'll you see his
glass-jaw buddy. There! Look, look!

What the...

I don't believe it!
He's flyin'! Ain't that nuts?

Whoo-hoo! Hey, you guys!
Fire up the bikes! Let's bail!

Look at that.
He's really flyin'!

Hey, B, if we could get him on our
side, we could do some real destroyin'.

You guys circle around back.
We'll take 'em from both sides.

Whoo! Ha-ha!

Oh, Bill! Oh, no-o-o!

Oh! Oh!

Bill? Nothing yet. I'm gonna head
southeast over by the mountains.

Kinda lost their tracks
when I veered right. Bill?

You ain't holdin' such good
cards, are you, spunky?

Bill, come in.
Can you hear me?

- I'll say one thing for you: You got a lotta guts.
- You won't walk away from this.

Bill, what's goin' on? That's what they
keep sayin', but we're still walkin'.

Tie him up.
Put him in the car.

Bill?

No, sirree, Bob.
He's not okay.

Uh, if you want to see him alive, I suggest
you just come on right back here, and, uh,

come in very gently.

All right. Who are you?
How'd you do that?

- Can you really fly?
- Where's Bill?

You see, I ask the questions,
and you answer 'em real fast and straight.

Otherwise, Bill eats
the last supper.

You know, I've been tryin' real
hard to communicate to you people.

You're just not...
You're not sharing.

I never did. I take things.
It's kind of a habit.

Well, then I'm gonna
have to close ya out.

Golly!

Whoa! You're right, Preacher.
It must be the suit.

- All right.
- We got trouble, B. Yeah, give.

- Where's my friend?
- I got him right here, and he's got a gun right on his chest,

so you better do what the Preacher
says, or else he's a dead man right now!

I'm gonna count to 10.
One, two, three, four, five...

Say good-bye, Maxwell. Take 'em, kid.
Don't worry about me.

Seven, eight, nine... What do you want?

Okay. Back there on the road,
you went down like a sack of flour.

That means you ain't spit without
that little suit, so take it off.

I take this off,
and I don't have a prayer.

And if you don't,
the fed eats the big downer.

We're losing cooperation, B.
Blow him away.

Blow him away, I'm jumping
all over you guys. Yeah? Well, maybe.

My life ain't goin' anywhere
special, so I'm a real good gambler.

Blow him away, B.
Blow him away! All right, all right!

All right.

I'll take it off.

Hey, hey, B.
Dig that ranch over there.

Come on, B.

Get 'em in the barn!

Okay. Some of you guys, over there.
Circle around over there.

All right! Let's get these
old people in the house.

Hey, what is this?
What're you doin' here?

Get on outta here. You hear me?
Hey, old man. Get back in the house.

L'il wild guppies!
Get in there!

Put a guard on this door,
B.You all right, Bill?

Untie me. Untie me
if you can. Come on.

Old man... Don't stand there grinning
at me. Get outta here!

Hey, I'm talkin' to you.
Get the broad in here! What?

You gave 'em the suit, huh?
Terrific. That's really smart.

Well, it won't work on 'em. All right?
'Cause it only works on me. Remember?

Yes, Ralph, that's right.
But without it we lose our leverage.

I can't do it. I can't.

Bill, are you all right?
Well, I'm ignoring the pain.

Hey, that's good. That's good.
You're using mind dynamics.

No, Ralph,
I'm using teeth gritting.

Bill, we need a plan. Why don't we try
some of your heavy-duty communication?

A little of that, uh, "I'm
okay, you're okay" stuff, huh?

Hit 'em with a "make right" or two.
That oughta really do the trick.

You know, I have to admit it that, uh, these
guys are kinda hard to communicate with.

I guess if you don't listen,
you can't really communicate.

Oh, let's write that idea down
real quick before we lose it.

You know, uh, Bill,
I'm scared. Okay?

I mean, I'm free enough to admit that,
'cause these guys are pretty tough.

But I don't think that by baiting them
it's gonna solve any of the problems.

Now, we've been beaten up,
we have been tied up.

And without pointing a finger, I can honestly
say that most of it has been your...

Fault?

Boy, the negative strokes are just flyin'
around here like mosquitoes on a stagnant pond.

You're right. Bill.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

What I meant to say is that
we should show them our fears.

- These are Nazi storm troopers.
- Yes, but they're human beings, Bill.

Ohh! We should show them
that we have human frailties.

Now, they'll respond to that.Yeah.

- Well, I'm going to try.
- You can't show these guys weakness.

It's a mistake.
I'm tellin' ya!

Whoo-whoo! All right!
Look at him!

All right. Let 'er rip.

Aah!

All right. It didn't work.

Let's go out
and try the flyin' bit.Hey.

Yeah? You didn't have
to hit me that hard.

Hey, man, I had to see if it worked,
didn't I? Come on, B. You gonna be okay.

Let's go outside. Come on. All right!
Let's go! Come on!

You okay?
You know I love ya!

Come on, come on.

- Okay!
- All right, man. Take off. Take a run at it.

Aah! Ohh!

All right! Knock it off!

Let me bring the fed out here.
I'll question him first, then the kid.

You, come on.

Where are you
taking him? Sit down!

Hey, watch his ribs.
All right?

Okay. Who are you two guys?

Where'd the suit come from,
and how come that kid can fly in it?

- To start with, lardo...
- Lardo?

This is a top secret federal
project you guys have stumbled into.

That suit was developed
at the Antigrav Lab in Houston.

It is part of our centrifugal-force
weightless-flight program.

We're out here doing preliminary testing. And
because we haven't reported in on schedule,

about a half a dozen
Bell Jet Rangers,

full complement SWAT squads are in
the air right now lookin' for us,

and you guys are about to get blown
into the middle of next month!

What do ya take me for,
citizen?

Well, you got a better explanation?
Let's hear it.

Hey, Preacher, they've been tryin' out a
lot of new stuff down there in Houston.

Yeah, well, see? Now, listen to bowlin' ball
here. He's givin' ya the straight stuff.

Nah, nah, nah. It don't figure.
It don't figure.

Okay, okay.
Let's just say it does. Okay?

Then how's that suit work? And you better
tell me now 'fore people are gonna die!

Well, you kinda got me, uh,
backed into a pole here.

All right, okay. Uh, let's, uh, start
with the flyin'. That's the easiest part.

To start with, you have to
take off from someplace high.

Hey, B, get up
on the roof there.Heh-heh.

Come on, B. Hey, you guys.
Give him a hand there.

Yo, get on. B, it's gonna be a piece of
cake. Just up there on the barn, buddy.

You gonna look good. All right, Preach.
I'll do it.

Yeah!

Elevator up! Eh!
Got there. How's that, huh?

Well, no.
It's not... It's not...

You gotta be up
about 20-25 feet anyhow.

Go on. Get.

All the way up. All right.

- Okay, what now?
- What you do is you tap the belt buckle two or three times.

- And then jump off.
- Well, what are you, nuts?

That's the code.

The belt activates the
antigrav-suspension isotopes.

So you... I don't know.
If you're serious, then you're serious.

Otherwise, forget it!
That's the way you have to do it.

Do it!

Okay. Now, then,
uh, jump off.

You're gonna fall a little bit before
you fly. But don't worry about that.

Now, remember when you land,
tuck up your legs and roll.

- Go on!
- Yee-ohh!

Uuh! Oh, my God! I broke
something. You gotta help me.

Oh, it hurts! Oh, it hurts!

Well, it's, uh...
It's, uh, always tough at first.

Uh, but that's a good beginning. That's
the way my partner started, just like that.

It's, uh... Your boy, he forgot to
tuck and roll at the end. That's all.

Uh, could we have, uh,
the next guy up in the suit, please?

Aww!

- Well...
- Bring the kid out.

- Uuh! It hurts!
- Come on!

All right, all right.
I wanna know how the suit works,

and I wanna know now
or the old crow dies!

Well, the suit only works on me.
I don't know why, but, uh,

I think it's geared to something
in my metabolism and my chemistry.

Well, that's great.
That's outstanding.

Just outstanding.

Okay. Okay.

We've got a little job for you.
I want you to do it just right.

'Cause if you don't, then everybody,
includin' the fed, is gonna pay the price.

You got it? Yeah, I got it.

Okay. How's he doin'?

- His arm's broken.
- Aah! Aah!

All right. He stays here.

Put on that
little red suit.

We go in
and we bust Tecolote.

Got my hand on the throttle and my eyes
on the thin white line

Gonna burn a little rubber
Wanna listen to the engine whine

I got a dirty job to do

Ain't gonna quit until I'm through

'Cause I'm a mean motor scooter

And I'm feelin' meaner all the time

Oh, here comes trouble

I ain't makin' no deals

I'm danger in motion

Trouble on wheels

Oh, here comes trouble

I ain't makin' no deals No

I'm danger in motion

Trouble on wheels

Lord, trouble on wheels

Sheriff, this is Cile.
They're here. They're out here.

Help. I'm gonna need help!

Drop the stovepipe.

What ya gonna do?
Now, don't hurt me.

Please! Get your can outta
that car, Deputy.

Well, my, my, my!

Look what we got here...
A no-chin deputy.

Hey, Curley,
it's a no-chin deputy. Hey, hey, yeah!

This is the tough guy,
ain't it, Preacher? Huh?

Ain't this the big,
hard man...

who's goin' throwin' coffee through
the bars at me when we was in jail?

Oh, now, now, please!
Now, don't hurt me! Huh?

Now, easy there, Curley. You wouldn't
do anything like that, would you?

You wouldn't throw hot coffee at my
friend through the bars, now, would ya?

I mean, I can't imagine a deputy of this county
doin' somethin' illegal like that. You know?

Pourin' coffee on a legal prisoner.
You wouldn't do anything like that.

Would you, buddy?

No. Why, of course not.

Well, then you must be
calling Curley a liar.

Curley, this puke
is calling you a liar.

Nobody... calls me...
a liar!

I ain't callin' you a liar.
Now, please!

Oh, now, then... then you
must be sayin' I'm lyin'.

I don't like it
when people say I'm lyin'.

No, now... now, listen.
If you all won't hurt me, I'll help ya.

I'll help ya.
Now, please! How you gonna do that?

I'll put in a call to the sheriff.
He knows about it.

He... He'll get
the whole town out.

So what?

I know where they are.
I know their defense plan.

I'll help ya.

Yeah, but you got a...
history of lyin' a lot lately.

Now, how are we
supposed to believe you?

I don't wanna die!

I wanna go home.
I wanna go home.

All right, Sandra. You gotta
help me. You're all I got. I wanna go home.

Well, where is this place?
What's this town we're going to?

Please, take me home. I'll do that.

Now... No. I'm not gonna hurt you.
I promise. Don't! Don't hurt! Please!

Now, who's this sheriff
that they want to kill?

Mark.
They'll kill Mark.

Mark?
Is he a county officer?

What'd he do to 'em? He... He, uh...

Okay, Jackson, out.
Come on. Come on!

Now, we're gonna do us some town tamin'
now, and you're gonna ride point.

And when you stop doin' what I say to, well,
then I'm gonna push the button on my CB,

and we're gonna ice
your fed buddy.

You �comprende? Okay.
Your friends and you...

are angry at this town
and the sheriff.

I'm trying to deal with that. But if you don't
talk to me, it makes it very difficult.

So let's try and communicate. Okay?
Umm, how'd you get your name "Preacher"?

I preach destruction.
My thing is death.

Uh, well, that's a start.
Okay?

Yeah, that's a start. I mean,
it's a small one, but it's a start. Now...

If I hear any more of this drivel,
I'm gonna feed ya to the buzzards.

You're making it very hard.
You know that?

Yeah, I know.
What's your 10-20?

Hey, B, we're right outside of town.
How you doin'?

I'm all right, Preach,
but my arm's givin' me trouble.

- We're fixin' to go in, buddy.
- Good. Well, give 'em my regards.

Out.

That's it? That's all of it?
I don't believe it.

They're leavin' you behind
to take the rap,

bite the enchilada for
the whole bunch all alone?

Some pals. I'm gettin'
real tired of you.

Really? You know,
I've been tryin' to set up...

this emotional-concept
sharing thing.

Well... Don't waste
your time about it.

You're gonna be dead
in a couple of hours.

How're you gonna get outta
here with a busted wing?

You really think they're gonna come back
after you after they trash that town?

You see... see,
we're brothers. You're soft in the bean.

You're rear guard.

Rear guard always has
to make it on their own.

You really think
he trashes that town,

and he comes 20 miles back
upriver to collect his rear guard?

Come on. It isn't done.
Yeah, he's comin' back.

You see, we're Road Hogs.
Now, we're different.

No. Correction.
Road Hogs only smell different.

He's comin' back.
They're comin' back. Okay?

That boy ain't too smart,
is he? Doesn't appear to be.

But then, you know, anybody, uh,
jumps off the barn roof tryin' to fly...

is gonna need some serious
lookin' after from the beginning.

All right, all right. Now, listen up. Gotta get
the women and children over to the school.

Now, Ted, you and, uh...
Basil, go on over with 'im.

Right? Do you really think they'll
be comin' back, Sheriff?

Think so.
Got a call from Cile.Oh.

He sounded scared. Yes. I couldn't
raise him, so I figured they got him.

Boy. Okay.

If we stick together and do what we're supposed
to do, they won't get past Twin Forks.

All right? Now, everybody
get to your positions. Go on.Right.

Do it now.
Let's do it! Women and kids. Come on.

We got one coming, Preacher... an
18-wheeler, and she looks good.

All right.

Okay. Now, here's what I want you to do,
Ralphie. I want you to stop that big rig.

Why do we have to get
innocent people involved?

The answer to that question is if
you don't, I'm gonna waste Maxwell...

and those two post diggers
back at the farm.

And if you don't do that,
then I'm gonna waste the waitress.

Now, get out there
and do what I told you. All right.

Well, go get it!

All right.
Let's mount up.

What institution
did you escape from?

How'd you do that?
Who are you?

I'm sorry to get you involved, but
there's a lot of people's lives at stake.

I'm being forced to cooperate. Now,
whatever happens, you do what I say. Okay?

I don't know what
you're talkin' about. Take a look out here.

Gettin' any clearer? By the second.

All right. I want you to take this
and put it down somewhere. Hide it.

I don't know who you are, kid,
but I'll play. Give me the game plan.

Well, there is none yet. These guys are
mean, but they got room-temperature I.Q.'s.

Well, lookee what we got here...
a lady stevedore. Out, Mama.

What've we got here,
an idiot's convention?

Don't push your luck, Mama.
Out!

What're ya haulin'? Engine parts.

Open it up.

Open it!

All right, kid.
Unload the truck. Go on!

Look. She's real expendable.

All right, all right.
I'm goin'.

859 south to 85

Move west if you want to stay alive

Well, don't you know

He ain't all alone

Way down south getting away from Laredo

Get up there. Get up there.
Come on. All right, all right.

Get up there. Lookin' good, baby.
All right.

Get up there.
Slow down. Slow down.

Come on. Come on now.
Let's go.

Come on, come on, come on. That's it.
Come on. Let's go. All right, all right.

No, no. You're goin'
with me, baby,

'cause if you're lyin',
you're dyin'.

The deputy says they got the
women and kids in the school,

and they only got
two guards.

If we take the school,
then we got the town.

Come on!

Get in the truck, mama.
You, too, shortstop.

What do you mean,
you take the school?

Look. You give me any trouble,
these guys are gonna finish what I start.

Don't you lose sight
of that fact. I'm having a lot of...

Shut your yap and give me a break!
All right. I'll shut my yap.

You know, I got a temper, and I've
just about reached my limit with you.

When my ears start to turn red
and my nose starts to blow smoke,

boy, you better watch out, because I'm
gonna be down on you like a foot on a bug.

Do you see
my teeth chatterin'?

All right.
Let's roll on outta here, mama.

So stay out

A place where the men don't come around

Don't use a phone

Forget your bones

Well, I'm goin' away from Laredo

Hey, hit it, mama.
Hit it.

Okay. Left turn up here.
Come on. Left turn.

I'm goin' away from Laredo

Down south gettin' away from Laredo

Drop the gun, Jack! Come on!
You're gonna be here a while!

I'm goin' away from Laredo

That sheriff oughta be
comin' any time now.

Your job is to stop him.
Tell him that we got the women and kids.

Let me tell ya somethin'... Now, look.
He's a crazy Mexican.

Unless you do what I tell ya, a whole
lotta people are gonna get hurt here.

Wait. Hey, wait!

Who in the hell are you?

Well, now, here. Lookee here.
Looks to me like we just took a town.

Okay, kid.

Now everybody goes to jail.

Oh, come on. It's not so bad.
You know, I mean, you surrender,

and the local county sheriffs get
through pulling out your fingernails,

- they'll let you cop a plea, temporary insanity.
- Shut up! Shut up!

Now, my arm's killin' me, and I ain't
gonna stand listenin' to your drivel!

I've had enough of your bad-mouth!
Uuh!

Cut me loose quick.

Now, the two of you,

for Pete's sake,
tie this guy up solid.

Get on the phone...

Get on the phone to Highway Patrol.
I'm goin' south to Tecolote.

Listen, mister.
You're in no shape to travel.Yeah.

I think I should do it. I got a real score
to settle with these cretins.

Anyway if they hop across
that border into Mexico,

I got more authority there
than your highway patrol.

Whatcha doin'? That guy's name is Big B...
Somethin'... Bad B.

And wha... Oh yeah, here it is.
Brucie!

Okay. So long, Bruce.

Why take that thing?

It's gonna get me there a lot faster
than anything else around here.

Okay.
Take care of yourself now.

See, the suit doesn't work
on anybody else but me. Where'd you get it?

Well, I...
I can't really say.

I got a question.
How are we gonna get out of this cooler?

Well, I called the highway
patrol, but, uh,

them bikers got that spineless
deputy of mine to cancel the call.

- So we're on our own.
- Listen. I apologize.

I-I feel it's sort of my
responsibility that you're all here.

Uh, they got a gun on my friend and
I-I just didn't know what else to do.

They also have a-a girl they
picked up around here named Sandra?

Yeah, she worked waitress over at Shirley's.
It's a truck stop a mile outta town.

What happened here?

Oh, well,
they rode in yesterday,

started gettin' fresh with the
women, raisin' hell.

Tried to run 'em off.
They just laughed at me.

I knew I couldn't stand 'em myself,
so I rounded up 15 men from town,

the neighboring ranches, and,
uh, we took 'em on, ran 'em off.

On the way out of town,
they captured Sandra out at the diner.

Got her all doped up
on reds or something.

Funny how things turn out.

Never figured I'd get iced in my own jail
by bunch of doped-up throttle jockeys.

How are we gonna
get out of this jail?

Well, I got one ace
I'm sorta countin' on.

Got my hand on the throttle and my eyes
on the thin white line

Gonna burn a little rubber
Wanna listen to the engine whine

I got a dirty job to do

Ain't gonna quit until I'm through

'Cause I'm a mean motor scooter

And I'm feelin' meaner all the time

Oh, here comes trouble
I ain't makin' no deals

I'm danger in motion

Trouble on wheels

- Oh, here comes trouble
- Whoa!

I ain't makin' no deals No

I'm danger in motion

Trouble on wheels

You know I'm trouble on wheels

Where's my partner?

I can't quite hear ya.

They're in the jail. Oh, yeah?

Can I give ya a hand?

What, are you crazy? Yeah. There you go.

Up you go. Watch it.
Real careful.

Hey! They've got Preacher!

What's goin' on out there? Boy, I sure wish
I had my suit.

- I sure could use some help out here.
- Bill!

I always wanted to do that.
Let's go.

I'll get 'em at the school.

That shooting's gonna
have 'em on their guard!

- Ohh! Oh!
- Stella, what'd you do with the gun?

You think you're leavin' me here,
you're nuts! Come on. I'll show you.

Oh-oh-h-h!

The Flying Marcus circus act!
We came to town...

If I was you, I'd get 'em tied up, folks.

Bye.

Oh-oh-oh! Ohh!

Get him! Go get him!

Okay. You're busted
this time, lardo.

Well, I think you're finally
communicating with him, Bill.

I'm gonna be needin'
your badge and gun, Cile.

You soured on me.

Well, I was scared, Mark.

I don't know how you turned the tables on
those guys, but I thought we were goners.

Sorry I let you down. Look.
I'm tellin' ya. This guy can fly.

He takes one, two, three steps,
he jumps up in the air, and he can fly!

I ain't lyin' to ya.
He stops trucks with his bare hands.

There he is right there. That guy right
there with the blond hair. He can fly, man.

Yeah, on the bus,
Tinkerbell. I... Yeah.

You wanna sign
these guys off? Yep.

What did he say about me? Oh, it's a bunch
of doper hallucinations.

These guys get all wired up on reds
or poppers and think they see stuff.

You'd be surprised at
the stories they tell us.

Thank you.Good. Uh, listen. I want to
thank you two for everything.

You know, if it wasn't for you, boy, we woulda
been in trouble... I mean, the whole town.

Yep. Well,
I guess then, uh,

you won't mind, uh,
keepin' our little secret a secret.

You can count on that. I don't
wanna go to no head-basket ward.

Heh-heh!
Me neither.

Well, I'll see ya.
Sorry to be leavin'.

You had some
real possibilities.

So long, Stel.

Do you mind explainin' to me
why it is I always attract...

the one with the package of mashed
cigarettes rolled up in her sleeve?

Bill, because, uh, they don't mind
the fact that you're not into sharing,

and that you don't listen, and, uh, that
you are full of negative reinforcement.

And, uh, in fact, you like to hostilize.
See, it says it right there.

Ralph, are you gonna go on and on with this
stuff until I wind up "hostilizing" you?

No. As a matter of fact, Bill,
I have a better idea for this.

See what they can
make out of it.

Ralph! I can't believe it! You're
startin' to show some real potential.

Thank you for sharing
that with me, Bill.

It's a lonesome feelin'
Lonesome feelin'

When you travel

Down a lonesome road Lonesome road

Down a lonesome road

Nobody cares a thing about you

It's a heavy load

It's a heavy load

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