All language subtitles for The Greatest American Hero s03e09 Thirty Seconds Over Little Tokyo

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

There is no animal on Earth
like the ninja warrior.

Yes, I know, master. I someday
plan to become one of them.

Someday? My dear boy,
one does not become ninja.

One is born ninja.
It is in the blood from birth.

The fierce determination,
unstoppable power.

Afraid of nothing.
Afraid of no one.

Prepared for death.
The ultimate killing machine.

And you say you believe
this is your destiny?

You came to tell me
something, Tanaka. Hai.

Proceed with your report. I've located
Isoroku Shikinami.

He is the uncle of the one with the beam.
We must get him immediately.

I've arranged it all.
The Golden Dragons will assist me.

A youth gang? Pardon me, master.

But they are much more than
a restless group of hooligans.

They are experts in several
martial arts and very disciplined.

I trained them myself.

The advantage of using them is that they'll
detract from any possible connection with you.

All right.
But they must succeed.

We must get the uncle
if we are to get the beam...

and restore the empire
of the rising sun.

Would you step on it, Ralph?
We don't want to be late.

You know what they say
about first impressions. Aw, come on.

First impressions don't mean anything.
Will you relax?

Relax? How can I relax?
I have tenure meeting tomorrow morning.

You promised you were not
gonna worry about that tonight.

I bet Mr. Knight stacked
the cards against me.

- He's just the type.
- What does this Dotty Parker look like, counselor?

She must be quite an egghead being a
lady lawyer and everything. No offense.

Uh, what do we got here?

Blue hair and
orthopedic shoes, or what?

Well, uh, I haven't
exactly seen Dotty.

You haven't seen her?

You got me blind dating with an egghead
lady lawyer from San Francisco...

with blue hairs and orthopedic
shoes that you haven't even met?

Let me out of the car. Well, I talk to her
on the phone a lot.

I can tell you that she's bright,
articulate. She loves football.

Yeah, great conversationalist,
a wonderful dancer.

Could put 10 rounds through a five-inch pattern
and sings opera. I heard all those before.

She knows the charts
of every team.

Charts. I made up charts. No teacher
bothers to make charts. I'm a shoo-in.

Yeah, sure.
My luck, blue hair.

All right, you guys. I don't want to hear
another thing about tenure or blue hair.

We are gonna relax and have fun.
Do you got that? We're gonna have fun!

What are you talking about?
I'm having fun. Aren't you having fun?

- No other word for it. Fun.
- Fun.

Oh, brother.

I don't believe this is happening.

See, that's the thing
about fun. It surprises you.

At least we got O'Reilly's.
Best corned beef in town.

Whoa...

Look at this. What they did to O'Reilly's!

We're meeting Miss Parker.
The Hinkley party?

Yes. Follow me.

I'm telling you.
You got to watch these guys.

First it was the transistor. Now they got
Rodeo Drive, and they're taking the Valley.

Pal, what happened here? This used
to be the best corned beef in town.

No money in it.Oh.

When was the last time you heard someone
say, "Let's go out for some Irish food"?

But a sushi bar called
O'Reilly's? I mean, really.

Raw fish by any name
is still raw fish.

Please, everyone,
take off your shoes.

Pam.Dotty.

Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.

You must be Bill Maxwell.
Pam has told me so much about you.

No, actually,
I'm Ralph Hinkley.

Dotty, I'd like you
to meet Bill Maxwell.

- Bill Maxwell, this is Dotty Parker.
- Hi.

Why don't we sit down? Yeah.

He was a little taken
with your blue hair.

My what? Okay, Ralph.

I hope you like sushi because
I've ordered a ton of it.

Oh, yeah. The little dead fish. Yeah,
I love that. Can't get enough of that.

Great.

Pam tells me that
you're with the F.B.I.

When I left law school, I gave
serious thought to joining the bureau.

No kidding? Well! Yeah,
you should have done it.

The hardest thing to come by is
good, solid backup in the office.

Oh, no. Give me the action
of fieldwork any day.

- Oh, boy. You too?
- Yeah, uh... uh... Dotty,

have you had much of a chance
to get down to L.A. often?

Only to see the Raiders.

I can't believe they let L.A. steal
my favorite team right out of Oakland.

Raiders will be lucky to wind up
in the cellar this year.

- Bill's a Rams fan.
- Best team in the city. No question about it.

But, uh, listen. Football's a great sport.
Used to play it myself.

Any questions you may have about the
game, bring 'em to old Wild Bill Maxwell.

Thank you, but I used to cover
football for my college paper.

- Uh, Ralph has to face his tenure hearing tomorrow.
- Oh, dear.

I know what that's like from going
up for the bar exam. Nerve-racking.

Yeah, when it comes to
trivia about football,

the old Maxwell computer
is just like a steel trap.

You ever hear
of Doc Blanchard? Mr. Inside?

Fullback for Army in '47. I had an
uncle who went to school with him.

Well, that was the easy one.
What I was gonna ask you was...

What I meant to s-say...
Who was Mr. Outside?

Glen Davis. Purple People Eaters!

Front Four for
the Minnesota Vikings.

Alan Page, Carl Eller,
Jim Marshall and...

Isoroku Shikinami.

He's an old man in his 60s, but on the
small side. He's a regular waiter here.

Tosh, you cover the door
from the inside.

Stan, Shiro, we grab him.

Maguro. Tuna.

- Unagi.
- Eel.

Let's go.

Uni. Sea urchin.

And this is the house
special, tagure andnori.

Where is Isoroku Shikinami?

Uh, he's around the back.

- What is it?
- That's the inside of a jellyfish on seaweed.

Freeze! Nobody move
until we get out of here!

Go get 'em, Ralph.

What's Ralph gonna do? Uh, he's got
the car keys.

Run!

Let's go!

Where'd they go? South on Alameda.
They're in a white Ford.

Bill? Keys.Yeah.

Let's get out of here!
Come on!

Sir, are you all right?

Oh, they're gone.
It's okay now.

You guys okay there?

We're fine, but I gotta get out of here.
The cops are gonna be here any second.

You saved my life.
Well, don't worry about it. It's nothing.

You saved my life.Yeah.

I'm a stranger to you,
yet you saved my life.

He's that kind of a guy.
He's kind of a Good Samaritan.

I owe you my life for this.
It is a matter of honor that I repay you.

Uh, sir, you...
Ralph, get!

I think I'm gonna kill him.

Ralph, I did not get one complete
hour of sleep last night.

He was out here doing
yard work at 3:00 a.m.

I know.

Ralph, my lilac bush!

It's an elephant now.

How do you know? I asked him.

Ralph, how long is he
gonna be doing this stuff?

Oh, boy. I don't know.

As long as it takes for him to feel
he's repaid me for saving his life.

I guess the guy feels indebted
or something. I don't know.

Every time I mention it he starts talking
about dishonor and he's gonna kill himself.

- Why don't we let him?
- That's a good idea.

Isn't there someone
else he can stay with...

until Bill gets this
all cleared up?

He said he has a nephew by the name
of Ernie Shikinami or something.

I tried calling
last night about 20 times,

and all I got was an answering machine.
We gotta do something.

I'm supposed to use the house to
get some work done with Dotty.

How am I gonna get anything done
with Isoroku under our feet?

It's not my fault.
What do you want me to do?

Well, Ralph, do something!
Do something!

What?
I'm tired too.

My God. I hope I don't fall
asleep during the tenure meeting.

- How do I look?
- Do you want a lie or the truth?

- Mmm, a lie.
- Honey, you look great.

Where's
my defense attorney?

No.Come on!

Here's Mr. H.!

Today's the big day,
buddy.

Yeah, give him that.
He needs it. All right. Aw, that's sweet!

What are you guys doing here? Thought
class doesn't start for another hour.

Well, today's the big day.
We wanted to give you some moral support.

Moral support, huh?
Yeah, ya know.

We figured that if, like,
we was to come and stand around...

and, you know, look good
that they'd go easier on you.

And you look good.

I'd make a great
defense witness. Thanks a lot, Joey.

But this is not a trial.
It's a tenure meeting. I'm gonna be fine.

You've done a lot for us,
and we wanted to pay you back.

Plus we don't want
to lose you as a teacher.Thanks.

Everything's gonna be fine. Go, relax, sit
down somewhere. Nothing's gonna happen, okay?

Mr. Hinkley,
this is Mr. Bernard Brockmeister...

and Mr. Clyde Terkeldsen,
two members of our school board.

They will decide
on your tenure.

Gentlemen,

as you know, Mr. Hinkley has been
in charge of our special programs...

for socially
maladjusted students.

Um... Well, sir, I don't think
that's quite on the mark.

I like to look at my students from
a much more positive point of view.

I think that helps encourage
a strong sense of self-esteem.

Yes. That may be true,
Hinkley,

but our concern here is previously
established school curriculum.

- Well, I've been running...
- Yes, you've been running your own programs.

- That's part of your problem.
- What Mr. Knight is trying to say,

and very well
from my viewpoint,

is the...

Curriculum established by this
district is for all classes.

That includes yours,
Mr. Hinkley.

Uh, well, unlike most of the kids in this
school, which are relatively sheltered,

my students are
somewhat streetwise.

I don't think that Silas Marner
would hold much credence with them.

I realize your class calls for
special treatment, Mr. Hinkley,

but there are limits.

For example,
Paco Rodriguez.

He's not what I'd call a
candidate for special treatment.

Absenteeism,
insubordination, brawling.

But it hasn't happened
much in the past year.

I have some graphs that I have made up, which
show their reading skill improvements.

- I think you'll be very impressed.
- Uh, Ralph?

Would you step out here for a second?
Won't take a minute.

- Bill!
- Storm warnings are up, kid. San Diego to Oregon.

- Big blow coming in.
- Just a moment.

Uh, sir, save your breath.
This is federal business.

You can have the kid back when
the F.B.I.'s done with him. Okay?

Um, gentlemen, I, uh... Excuse me for
one minute, please. I'm terribly sorry.

Sure.

Perhaps we should note
in Mr. Hinkley's file...

that he may have trouble
with the federal government.

Have you flipped?
Do you realize what you did?

You're looking good. You got 'em in
the palm of your hand. Listen up.

We got a busload of potential kidnappers running
around loose. The bureau's not happy about it.

You busted in on one of the most important
meetings in my entire teaching career.

Oh, don't be silly. I could be fired
for this, Bill!

When they find out you're
working with the bureau,

it's gonna look great
in your package.

Since the interruption of this hearing
is obviously more important to you...

than your future
as a schoolteacher,

the board would like
an explanation.

Well, sir,
I can explain... In writing, Mr. Hinkley.

Within 24 hours, please.

- Bill, where are we going?
- We're gonna go talk to the Golden Dragons.

Who are they? A bunch of punks that was
hitting on old Izzyboku...

What's it? Isoroku.

Yeah, right.
Anyway, I found their jackets in the car.

I ran the name on the jackets by
L.A.P.D., and I came up with Shokaku Gym.

It's a little bitty gymnasium.
They hang out there.

I figured we'd shake 'em up,
see what we get.

I still can't get over all the
work I did on those charts,

and I didn't have
a second to show them.

Ralph, will you relax
on that? Come on.

No way they're gonna let loose
of the best teacher they got.

I don't think you have a firm
grasp of what's going on.

I have a perfect grasp
of what's going on.

We got a bunch
of wild animals...

preying on the life of this harmless,
little old Japanese gentleman.

You have the power
to help him.

You're too interested in meeting with the
school board to give him a hand. That's all.

That's what's happening.

The guy's been in the backyard
since sunup digging a big hole.

Big hole? What for?
Ah, bomb shelter, right?

That's not a bad idea,
Ralph.No.

Goldfish and water lilies.
He's making a Japanese garden.

Oh, boy.
Well, this is the joint.

What do you want me
to say in here?

Well, you start out nice and easy, give
them some of that educational philosophy...

you were laying on the school
board a little while ago.

If that doesn't work,
we go to plan two.

This is 555-4893.

- The two feds from last night just pulled up.
- You teach them both a lesson.

Then my ninja
will take over. Yes, sir.

The Dragons' part in this
will be finished now.

Go to the gym.
Follow these federal agents.

Find Isoroku Shikinami.

Without him,
we have no ransom.

Sweet-talk 'em, Ralph.

Uh, my name is Ralph Hinkley.
This is a friend of mine, Bill Maxwell.

I'm a high school teacher,
and I work with problem students.

And, uh...

Is there anybody here
I can talk to?

What's plan number two?

Okay. Listen up, punks.

This is the F.B.I.
you're talking to.

I want to know which one of you was
tearing up O'Reilly's last night.

This is Joey Tanaka
talking.

And if you want
your legs to work,

turn around real slow...
and use 'em.

Ralph!
Okay.

We gave 'em a chance, listened to 'em. We
talked nice. We gave them an opportunity.

Now it's time they got a little
lesson in good manners. Ralph?

What do you want me
to do with that? The jammies. Put 'em on.

They're not in there,
Bill.

Wha... What ha...
What happened?

I was at a tenure meeting,
not a bank holdup.

Um... Well,
in that case...

Bye.

Yeah. See what I mean
about practice, Ralph?

Nothing like it.
They were putty in your hands.

Ow.

Tell me how
this sounds, Bill.

"As a teacher of students
with disciplinary problems,

"I should have found
the composure...

to deal with the interruption
in the tenure meeting."

No, that's not exactly
what I had in mind to say.

I wanted to say that I have a
friend who is a real jerk...

and has the timing
of a candygram at a funeral.

Stick a plug
in a gasbag, Ralph.

My head's coming off in my hands,
and that's not the worst of it.

They tossed my guns back to me.
That's humiliating!

I should have you write this
report, since it's your fault...

I have to write this stupid
thing in the first place.

Ralph, I can't take it anymore.

Honey, what is wrong?
I can't find anything!

Dotty is gonna be here any minute,
my cheesecake's ready to go in...

and I can't find
any of my pans!

Isoroku! Honey, he has rearranged
that entire kitchen...

according to some
ancient samurai code.

- You gotta do something!
- Hinkley-san, your bath is properly cooling.

Isoroku, I think we need to
have a little talk. Yes, sir.

Huh? Which side of your head
hurt the most?

What is that mad doctor kit?
I don't wanna play doctor.

Acupuncture.
It cures headaches.

Are you kiddin'? I ain't a shish kebab.
Get out of here.

Isoroku, you can ease up
on all this. All right?

Ask him
about my pan. I'm going to.

Hinkley-san save my life.
Owe him my life.

You've already
more than repaid me.

My cheesecake pans,
Isoroku. Where are they?

I tell you.
If you really want to help out,

you can come up with answers
about who's after you and why.

I told you. I don't know.
I'm only a waiter.

You got any bad gambling debts? Enemies?
People you've been sticking your pins into?

Or rearranged
anybody's kitchen?

Uh, Mrs. Hinkley-san, your pans are
in the cupboard on the left side.

What about your nephew Ernie? Does he
know where you are or what happened?

I've tried him several times,
but all I get is an answering machine.

He's a busy man.
He works for a big company.

I, uh, very proud
of Ernie.

I do not see him very much anymore.
But... close in spirit.

Oh! Come, Hinkley-san.
Your bath should be properly cool now.

I don't think I'm
getting through to you.

I got a neat idea. I don't know
why I didn't think about it before.

When you get out of the tub, slip into the
magic jammies and vibe off of Izzy there.

See if we can get
a line on his...

On his nephew Ernie.

Wake me...
When you're out.

Now, Isoroku,
when I finish with my bath,

you agree you have repaid me
for my life in full,

and you'll go back
to the restaurant.

As you wish, Hinkley-san.
You are very kind.

Will you finish in there so you can
get us a holograph, nice and simple?

No way I'm going through the wringer
the way we did before on this deal.

- What happened?
- Bill, I'll be right with you.

Dotty,
are you all right?

Yeah, I think so.
What's going on here?

Just call it the second half
of a doubleheader.

I wondered if being around an F.B.I.
agent would be exciting. Now you know.

Okay, Ralph. We're back to ground zero.
Now what do we do?

Well, let's see. We got a black van with
license plates, but we don't know the numbers.

Wait a second!
Look at this.

Yeah! He dropped it.
It's his mad doctor kit...

with all those needles
and stuff in it.

Vibe off of that. You can find him.

What do you got?
What do you got?

- Nothing.
- Nothin'?

Why don't we try his
nephew Ernie's place?

I mean, he's gotta
come back sooner or later.Right. Right!

Uh, Ralph?

Get your clothes.Oh.

Mr. Shikinami hasn't been here for a while.

How long has that been? Oh, a week or two.
Maybe more.

He said his work has him so busy that it was
easier to move into the office temporarily.

Where is that?
Any idea?

You know, I never
thought to ask him.

He's a real nice young man,
but a bit shy.

Keeps to himself a lot.

Thank you very much for your cooperation.
Appreciate it.

Old Ernie's doing pretty well
for himself. Wouldn't you say? Sure is.

Look at this. Must be some kind
of an engineer or something.

A drafting board
and everything.

Well, where's the bedroom? He must
have pajamas or a robe or something.

Wait a minute, Bill. Think I can
get it off the drafting board here.

- What do you see?
- He's in a lab. He looks nervous and worried.

He just left the lab
in a big hurry.

- I got it. He works for the Sar-Fli Corporation.
- Sar-Fli Corp.?

Hasn't that been
in the news lately?

You betcha my life. They just signed a
big military contract with the Pentagon.

High-tech weapons, that kind of stuff.
I'm told Sar-Fli Corp...

makes the Manhattan Project look like
a science fair on Saturday morning TV.

Isoroku said he worked
for a big company.

I wonder what Ernie
was so anxious about.

Let's go find out.
Wait a minute!

Maybe this thing'll
help out.

Hello? This is Ralph Hinkley.
I have your uncle at my house.

Please call me. 555-800.

Mr. Shikinami? We're having trouble
locating the seat covers you wanted.

It's Ralph Hinkley again, and
your uncle is still at my house.

Hey, Ernie!
Where you been hiding out?

Love to hear from you.
It's Betsy. Talk at ya later.

It's Ralph. You want
to call me back?

Mr. Shikinami,
We have taken your uncle.

We want the beam. Be prepared to
make the exchange in 24 hours,

or your uncle dies.

555-4893.

Okay, Ralph. That's it.
That's the ransom note.

Wonder what the beam is.

I don't know, but I think it's something
that is whipped up over at Sar-Fli Corp.

Come on.

Maxwell, F.B.I.Uh-huh.

Uh-huh. You wanna open
the gate and let us in now?

Do you have an authorization sticker?
I got an F.B.I. badge instead.

Yes, sir. I can see that. But what
you need is an authorization sticker.

I'm here on official
bureau business, pal.

Then you shouldn't have any trouble
getting an authorization sticker.

I don't have time
for that now!

Bill, come on. Let's go get an
official authorization sticker.

Wha... Thank you.

Very good, sir.Oh.

I don't know what you're making me do
this for. I was ready to fry that guy!

What, for doing his job?

Well, what are you
planning on doing?

I'm gonna get my own authorization
sticker out: The red suit.

I will talk to you on the communicator.
All right?

Oh! Gee! I'm never gonna get used to
that, Ralph. Ever.

Bill, come in.
Ernie's headed for his car.

He's gonna be coming out the front gate
any minute now. He has the beam with him.

Okay, kid. I got him.
I'm on him.

Wait a minute!

Hey! What... It's all right, Ernie.
I'm not gonna hurt you.

I work on a lot of
top secret projects,

but I've never
heard about you.

That's all right.
Nobody has.

I tell you what.
Why don't you pull over? But...

You got him. Good.Yeah.

All right.
Where's that beam thing? Right in there.

Let's get it over here. Hey!

Wait a minute, kid. Hold it.
Hold it. There's no problem here.

F.B.I.Oh.

Okay. You bring it, sit beside
me, move the party to my car.

It's not safe here.
Come on.

If you're F.B.I., you can't be the
ones who have my Uncle Isoroku.

No. Well, we...
We did have him.

My name is Ralph Hinkley.
The one who called four times.

Yes, that's right. I had him.
I was protecting him.

Then he was taken
out of my house.

Its full name is
particle beam weapon.

A weapon so powerful that it could change
the balance of power for the world.

I've been working on it
for the past seven years.

Lately almost day and night.
I hardly even go home anymore.

Well, look, Ern. I know that you're
real fond of your Uncle, uh, Izzyrocko.

- Isoroku Shikinami.
- Yeah. Uh...

But you're talking about handing away
some power here that's world power.

I'm not sure we're
ready to do that.

Nope. I don't care what
we are trading away.

Frankly, I don't care about the beam at
all. First it was a project to work on.

Now it's simply a weapon
that does a horrible thing.

Like what? Destroying matter
instantly.

That is horrible.

You have any idea who these guys are
that have their hands on your uncle?

The kidnapping you described
sounds like the works of the ninja,

the ultimate Japanese warrior.

My guess is...
that they are working for the Yakuza.

Yakuza? Sure!

- Why didn't I figure they got a hand in this?
- Who's that?

It's a Japanese syndicate.
Real bad boys.

Imagine what they would be like,
if they got their hands on this?

Some believe that a faction of the
Yakuza is trying to rearm Japan...

and restore it as an
imperialistic military power.

Well, uh,
I'll tell you what, Ern.

We're gonna do our best to pretend to
make this switch to get your uncle back.

But I promise you, there is no way we're
gonna let these yo-yos keep this weapon.

How do you do that?

You fascinate me, Isoroku.

You must have dull life
if I give you fascination.

Through all of this you say and do
nothing, just stare into the garden.

Garden is the only thing in this house
that does not reek of greed and ambition.

You refer to my desire
to have the particle beam.

That has nothing to do
with greed and ambition.

Having it means we can now watch
Japan enter into a new future,

one that will bring back
the glories of the past.

The particle beam
will only bring death.

As I said before, Isoroku,
you fascinate me.

Are you prepared
to meet your enemy?

Good. We will make the trade
for the particle beam weapon.

Then you will
do your duty.

No one present
at the exchange will live.

This is what all
the commotion is about? Yes, it is.

It looks like something I gave to
my nephew for his fourth birthday.

Well, I've spent almost
10 years perfecting it.

Oh, Ernie. I didn't mean to say
that it's not a wonderful thing.

I... I only mean that it doesn't look
like something someone would kill for.

Okay, boys and girls.
Listen up.

Let's get rid of this chrome-plated
slingshot and finish the case.

Ern, you make the call? No.
I wasn't sure what I was supposed to say.

I haven't done anything
like this before.

Nobody knows how to handle a kidnapping.
They're all different.

You just call the head,
uh... the head...

What do you call them?
The ninnies? Ninja.

Those guys. Call the head guy.
Tell him you've got what they want.

What do they want to do
about it? That's all.

Uh, can I hold this
for a minute?

This is 555-4893.

Uh, hello.
This is Ernie Shikinami.

Mr. Shikinami, I believe we have
what you want. Do you have the beam?

Yeah, right here.Good.

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factory, in exactly one hour.

Abandoned Hyperion
factory. One hour.

Okay. Let's take a few
minutes for another scenario.

Ralph, there is something
I have to say.

There's something different at work here,
something that even you should be afraid of.

Ernie, I get the feeling you're
not telling us everything.

Yeah, come on, Ern.
You got something to say, spit it out.

Well, it's the ninja.
They have a secret.

It's what makes them so deadly.
They are not afraid to die.

They will stop at nothing to
achieve their goal, which will be...

you, Ralph.

Then Ralph has to be prepared to
kill someone. Or be killed yourself.

They won't stop. You will have to
fight with their own weapon: Fear.

You'll have to be alert.
The ninja is thinking all the time.

If you let your guard down
once, we are all dead.

Come, my friend.
Shall we see how this fable ends?

I have no taste
for this conflict.

I'm sure there's
no turning you back.

You're right.

There is no turning back...
for either of us.

Poor Uncle Isoroku.
After all he's done for me.

Now he's got to put up with
this nonsense because of me.

Oh, Ernie. Don't blame yourself.
It's not your fault.

You know, Uncle Isoroku is
the only one in my family...

who ever encouraged me
to do what I wanted.

He was the only one who supported me when
I refused to go into the family business.

- Sushi restaurant?
- No.

Designing topiary gardens.

You know, making little animals out
of the bushes in the front lawn.

- Ever seen it?
- As a matter of fact, yes.

Let's run this scenario
one more time.

Now, Ernie's gonna make the switch,
the trade, and I cover until, uh...

- Uh, Izzymazo...
- Isoroku.

Yeah, him. Until he's
safe and secure with us.

Then Ralph takes out the ninja
and gets back the particle beam.

Right? You're gonna get it back, Ralph.
Don't forget.

Counselor,
get over here.

As soon as we get Ernie's uncle out here, you
take off like a bat and don't look back.

Don't stop
for anything.

Ernie?

Please stay right there.

Well, Mr. Shikinami,
you have acted wisely.

Do as you are told.

You alone, with the weapon,
up the stairs.

Faster, please!

Now you can stay
right there.

- Set the weapon down.
- Not until I see my uncle.

Walk out to him.

Set the gun down,
or we'll shoot.

Don't stop...
until you get 'em all.

Okay, Ralph. Go do your stuff.
Beam in on the beam.

Car's waiting.
Go on. Get out of here.

Whoa!

Oh!

Are you all right, Bill? I'm too old
for this stuff. Where's the beam?

I told you to stay out of here.
It's dangerous.

Over here!

Over here!

What is he doing?
Why is he taunting him?

Take it easy. He's just
playing a little cat and mouse.

Wrong again!

This board asked you to write a report.

As I recall, I specifically
gave you a deadline...

to have it finished
within 24 hours.

Now you are telling us that you have
not as yet begun to write that report?

- Yes, sir. I was busy.
- Busy?

Doing what, Mr. Hinkley?

Watching the football games?
Waxing your car?

Mr. Hinkley, what task could be more important
than something involving your tenure?

Friendship.

Well, then I'm sure you will understand
what effect this has on our decision.

Oh, honey, I'm so sorry
you didn't get tenure.

I tell you what. If you lose your
job, I'll give up my cooking classes.

No, I was a little
upset at first.

Then I started thinking.
The reason I didn't get my tenure...

is because I didn't have
time to write my dumb report.

'Cause I was trying
to save somebody's life.

Bill is right. In the face of death, job
security really doesn't seem that important.

Ralph, that's a wonderful attitude.
Well, I look at Ernie.

He gave up so much
just to save his uncle.

Well, I'm proud of you, babe.
And I tell you what.

With me, you'll
always have tenure. Thank you.

Mmm. I'll take it.

How are they doing?

Well, I'd say...
tie score going into the fourth quarter.

I'm telling you, Bill. O.J. Simpson led
the league in rushing in '75 and '76.

Walter Payton
led in '75.

No, Payton led
his conference.

O.J. led the league with
1,817 yards to Payton's 1,390.

That's... Real shame you have to be
going back to San Francisco, Dotty.

Real shame.
Whoa, Ralph!

Boy, you're just in time.

What do you say to lunch before we
head to the airport? That'd be great!

I've heard of a terrific
sushi bar out by the airport.

Sounds great to me!

Oh, swell. What's
this one called, Pedro's?

How'd the meeting go? Well, not so good.

Oh, I'm sorry
to hear that.

Looks like TV dinners
for the next six years. Hey!

It's all right.
There's always next year.

If I do good and take care of
business, I oughta be a shoo-in.

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