All language subtitles for Starsky And Hutch s03e16 111The Trap.eng

[TYRES SCREECHING]

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[EXPLODES]

STARSKY: Wait till you see
this watch. I mean, it costs a fortune. But it is a dream.

Yeah, so what's wrong
with the old one?

You don't understand, do you?

Uh, gentlemen, gentlemen,
may I show you something?

Yeah. Yeah. Let me see that watch.
Uh, which?

STARSKY: That one, third one
from the left, with the silver band.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta.

Hey. Hey.
Fingerprints.

Um, this one has
a stainless-steel band.

Oh. Oh, no, no, not that one.
That one, right there.

The one with the silver band.
No, I don't see any with a silver...

Sir, please.

Tut-tut-tut. Out front. Out front.

[MOCKING]

That one.
Aha.

Uh, this one, sir,
is the Yamamoto Reflex.

It has a platinum band.

Yeah. That's the one.

Yamamoto Reflex
with a platinum band.

Ta-ta-ta. Please, sir.
Handle carefully.

Very expensive watch.

That happens to be
the Rolls-Royce of watches.

I can't tell what time it is.

Look, this is not just any watch.
This is the Yamamoto Reflex watch.

You've got to study it
a little bit. I'll give you a class.

See this? This gives you
the date and day of the week.

This here button, the alarm.

Push this, it sets off the alarm
for any time that you want.

This button, here, is the altimeter
and the automatic depth gauge.

What time is it?

That's right. Uh, uh, that one there
allows for automatic illumination

for monitoring in the dark,
you see.

Uh, oh, that one, um, allows
for the second hand to point to magnetic north.

And, oh, this one here is the set
for the stopwatch feature. And, um, uh...

Oh, that was temperature
and humidity, of course.

And this one over here is,
uh, uh, to remind me to look at the brochure.

I think that little kid
is gonna steal something.

Holy mackerel.
What?

She just did!

Stop! Stop! Please.

CLERK:
Hey, come back here!

Stop! Stop!

My Yamamoto!

CLERK:
Stop! My watch! My watch!

Hey, stop! Come back here!

Police! Police!

Stop, he's got my...
Hey, police. Come here.

CLERK:
Bring back my Yamamoto!

Come back here! Stop!
Come back here!

CLERK:
Wait!

Ah!

CLERK:
Right there, officer.

They're the guys
that stole the watch.

Well, actually, I think it was
rather large of you to spend 300 bucks on that silly watch.

It shows a lot of class,
right?

[MEN CHUCKLING]

Well, actually, I thought it was
a pretty good deal, considering the only thing wrong with this

was the crystal
was a little bit scratched.

Look who's talking,
the guy who spent 50 bucks for squashed flowers.

Look, it would've taken me a whole
week to write up the report.

Besides that Dobey never
would've believed me.

Yeah, well, let me tell you something.
If we ever run into that kid again,

you better hang on to me or I'll be
doing one to five for police brutality.

If we ever run into that kid again,
I'll hold your coat.

[TELEPHONE BUZZES]

Starsky.

Starsky, if your other half is there,

I'd like to meet with
the whole package.

That you, Huggy?

Most of me.

Anyhow, any chance of you two
stopping by my dip 'n sip?

What's the matter? Trouble?

If it ain't, I don't know what is.

OK. We'll be right over.

What's happening?
Huggy. He's doing an SOS.

Any details?

No. Just said he wouldn't talk
to me unless you were there.

On my way.
And the time at the tone is

bip-bip, bip-bip, bip-bip, bip-bip.

[TYRES SCREECHING]

MAN:
That's their car, over there.

If you ask me, a couple of sticks
of dynamite would be easier.

I'm paying and we're going
to do it my way.

I can tell you one thing,
they weren't professional.

How can you tell, Hutch?
Well, they were sloppy.

Pros would've been cleaner,
they would've busted your mirror, private stock, jukebox.

My head. They didn't do
a bad job on my head.

Nah, a pro wouldn't have
touched you.

Yeah, or they would've
busted you up more. What do you think, Hutch?

Yeah, I think you got a point there.
Actually, I think Huggy got off light.

Hey, time out, guys.
Wouldn't you like to know why this happened?

Lay it on us, Hug.

Next time, you might try a chair.

OK, Hug. Who and why?

I'm glad I got your attention.
You've got it.

This tall dude, not unlike
Mr America over here,

the blond type wants to know
if I know a cop named Hutchinson.

Ooh, it's getting interesting.

It gets better.
What did you say?

I gave him a firm
non-committal, "who"?

And the other guy starts
busting up my place.

What did the other guy
look like?

Definitely not one of your
more attractive Homo sapiens.

Looking mean,
with a potential for ugly.

If you know the type.

You sure that radio's
gonna work?

Are you kidding? With that
channel selector in there, it'll take them a week to figure it out.

They want to meet at 2.00.

Where?

Where? The coffee shop
on 13th and Brady.

Why?
I don't know why.

I'd just as soon forget it,
starting yesterday, Hutch.

Why didn't they call me
at the precinct?

I don't know. Maybe they wanted
to ring my bell to be more effective.

It worked.
Oh, didn't it?

Well, sorry to see this happen
to you, old buddy.

Ah, that makes two of us, amigo.

Look, let's check out
that coffee shop.

Yeah, do that, huh?
And don't call me before you bust those maniacs.

Huggy, we're only a phone
call away. Remember that.

Yeah. They'll probably come back
and write the message on my skull before I can make the call.

What do you think?

Well, I think I'll know what
I think about 2.00.

Hey, hey. Uh...

When the gorillas split, I peeked
though the window and I checked out their transport.

I thought maybe you two good cops
might want to know.

Huggy, you've got a way about you.

What were they driving?
Oh, a truck. A tan panel job.

Good.

Is there anything else
you want to say?

Yeah, but it might bust up
our already fragile relationship.

Can you dig it?

[DOOR SQUEAKS AND SLAMS]

Do you ever get the feeling
that Huggy's not happy to be part of the team?

No.

This is Zebra Three to control.

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Come in, Zebra Three.

HUTCH:
Yeah, this is Hutchinson.

Uh, give me an APB
on a tan panel truck,

licence unknown, driven by
a couple of assault suspects.

They're Caucasian, one's blond,
the other one dark and bearded.

With a potential for ugly.

Copy, Zebra Three. Will advise.

[LAUGHING]

The real guy couldn't
do it better, huh?

That's why I'm paying you
so good. We move at 2.00.

Wait a second. Wait a second.
You're picking up the cheque.

But for the same kind of money,
me and Delano, we can wipe this guy out quick and easy.

Push, pull, click, click. You've
got one recently departed cop.

My way. We're doing this
my way, you understand?

The man who pays the piper
calls the tune.

Are you sure everything is ready?

Oh... Did the sun rise this morning?

You are paying good enough to do
this job without asking any questions,

but I am real curious
about this number, man.

What did this cop do to you?
You're right.

You're getting paid enough
to do this job and shut up.

You know, we still got about
an hour and a half. You hungry?

Nah. I'd rather mix it up
on an empty stomach.

Well, if you're lucky, maybe
those dudes will resist arrest.

Hey.
What?

How'd you like to warm up?

Oh, yeah.

JOEY: Let go of me,
you pervert. Weirdo.

Ah!
HUTCH: I got you now.

Let me go. Stop it!
Ow! Don't bite...

Let me go, you weirdo.
You sexist. The fuzz, huh?

Should've known a couple
of grungy creeps like you would be the heat.

Just cool it, kid. You're in
enough trouble as it is.

Let's have it.
Have what?

The lighter.
What lighter?

The lighter you stole from
the jewellery store.

More precisely, the lighter you
put in one of these pockets.

This lighter?
That's it.

That's a present from my mother.
Give me that.

Sure it wasn't the tooth fairy
that put it under your pillow?

Come on.
Where you taking me?

To see that nice man
who runs the jewellery store.

My mom said never get
in a car with strange men.

Get in.
Get in!

But you're only a little strange.

Hey!

[MAN MUMBLING INDISTINCTLY
ON PHONE]

Yeah, Bagley here. Pick me up
in the van 15 minutes early.

I want to be sure to be
at the store exactly at 2.

I don't care if I've told you before.

I've waited too long to blow it.

Yeah, this is the day I get
to kill my favourite cop.

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta. Now, gentlemen.
We value Mrs Carston's account very highly.

And, um, her charge privileges
of course extend to Joey here.

What?

You mean you're just gonna put
that gold lighter on her tab?

Mrs Carston's goodwill
is of considerable value to us.

You're not gonna press charges?
Charges? Of course not.

Heavens, no. Joey is always
welcome here.

Yeah, well, uh, thanks for your
support. Just ask for us the next time the big kids bother you.

Fingertips.

Prints. Ta-ta-ta-ta...

JOEY: Hey, this is kidnapping.
Where are you taking me?

STARSKY:
Home, to see how your mother feels

about your budding life of crime.

JOEY:
Let go. Weirdos.

Ah...

Oh, Joey, I'm glad you're back.

Have you seen my car keys?
No.

Well, they got to be
around here someplace. No.

Now, the jacuzzi repairman's here.

[HUTCH CLEARS THROAT]

Hi! Ah, there they are.

Thank goodness. Well, I'm off.

Oh, no. Is something wrong?

Mrs Cranston, your daughter...
Carston. Carston.

Mrs Carston, your daughter
has been in some trouble.

Oh?
She doesn't care.

She's one of those liberated mothers.
You know how it is.

Oh, Joey.

Ah. Tell the repairman to use
herb solution this time.

Then, uh... Go to your room.

You heard me. Go to your room!

Thanks for the memories

That silly kid.

Listen, I'd invite you to stay,
but I'm running a little late.

Just what did Joey do?

Well, you see, ma'am, we were in
a jewellery store this morning and we saw your daughter lift a lighter.

Oh, it's that old klepto phase again.
I mean, she'll get over it.

Excuse me, ma'am, but don't
you think that's a rather casual approach to take?

Oh, pooh. I don't believe in
that old school of discipline.

Stifles their creativity.

Yeah. Well, is her father home?
I wish he were.

You know, that hang-gliding's
for the birds.

Listen, boys, I'll have a
good talk with her about this.

But I'm certainly not gonna
punish her over something as trivial as a cigarette lighter.

I mean, she has a very
sensitive psyche.

Sure. And not having a light when
you're dying for a smoke could be murder on a sensitive psyche.

You're funny. Uh-oh.

My est seminar's started already.
Thank you.

Oh. Thank you for
bringing her home.

That's all right. We were just
on our way to... an encounter group.

[CLEARS THROAT]

STARSKY:
Well, it's almost showtime.

Whatever beef they've got
with me, we're gonna get it up on the table.

That clock is three minutes fast.

Or you're three minutes slow.

Not a chance. This thing is accurate
within ten milliseconds.

HUTCH:
Yeah, sure.

[BUZZING]

Well, uh...

I wanted to know
when it was 2.00.

I wanted to see
if the alarm worked.

[SIGHS]

Well...

Never mind.
Hey.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TYRES SCREECHING]

[SIREN WAILING]

What have they got under that
hood, an aeroplane engine?

This is Zebra Three
to control. We're in pursuit of the tan panel truck,

licence number 7-4-Baker-8-3.
Headed west on, uh,

Garden.
Garden. Request intercept.

We copy, Zebra Three.
Will request intercept.

Don't let them catch us here.

Foyt and Petty couldn't
catch this heap.

Come on. Come on, lose 'em.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

Take it easy, will you?
I'd like to be alive when we catch 'em.

Relax. We just lost 'em.

Zebra Three, we have a report
of a tan panel truck,

7-4-Baker-8-3 on Grover
Boulevard, heading north.

How'd they get up there?

It's very simple. They probably
know where they're going and you don't.

Zebra Three, we have another report
on the tan truck. It's heading north on Miller Canyon Road.

So close, and yet so far.

This is Zebra Three. Will you
notify the sheriff's department

that we're leaving the city
in pursuit of the tan panel?

Where are all those units
who've got a bead on that truck?

Must be somewhere
up ahead.

TRAYMAN [ON RADIO]: Zebra Three,
sheriff's unit has spotted tan panel on Badger Creek Road.

We just passed that.

HUTCH:
Gotcha!

What the hell's going on?

Got ears?
Yeah.

Did you hear the size of that cannon?
Hear it? I almost got a pedicure.

Hold it.
Don't shoot. It's only me.

What are you doing here?

I couldn't face being in
my room all day. So I climbed out the window.

You snuck in the back of my car.
That was dumb.

I'm beginning to think so myself.
You stay right down here

and you don't move.
They're out in front.

STARSKY:
Now they're out around back.

[GUNSHOTS]

That's not exactly a pea shooter.
I know.

You want to check the doors?
All right.

[GRUNTS]

They're bolted.

Look, I think we should have
a small conference before we proceed with the arrest.

I just had the same thought.
What are you guys gonna do?

Hey, you, keep your mouth
shut and stay down.

STARSKY:
Don't move.

[PANTING]

Where were we?
Conference.

You know what just occurred to me?
What's that?

In our business the good guy's
supposed to chase the bad guy,

and the bad guy's
supposed to run away, right?

Mm-hmm.
Well, we're the good guys,

how come bad guys
aren't running?

Which brings me to point two.
STARSKY: Point two.

The artillery they got out there.

I notice we are slightly
outgunned, aren't we?

[COUGHING]

Which brings me to point three.

You wouldn't be referring
to our little female stowaway, would you?

I would.

Well, you know, according to
the police manual, it says that...

We're supposed to sit tight.
Yeah. Wait for reinforcement.

Well, I don't want to spoil
your day, but that's beginning to bother me, too.

Yeah, I noticed. There's supposed
to be five units following that truck.

Where the hell are they?

You know what I think?
What's that?

I think we've been set up.

I think those guys shagged us
all over town, got us in here and don't want to let us out.

You know what I think?
What?

I think you're secretly very rich
and you've been kidnapped.

Yeah.
Interesting, huh?

BAGLEY:
Hutchinson!

Hutchinson! Remember me?

Johnny Bagley.

Who the hell is Johnny Bagley?

It's coming back to me
like a bad dream.

Johnny Bagley
is a borderline psychotic.

Pushing, pimping and porno.

I put him away about seven years ago.
I heard he was up for parole.

What's he so mad at you about?

Well, he was holed up at a warehouse
with his kid brother, Ernie.

Huh?

Johnny got it in the leg,
Ernie never made it out.

So he's blaming you for it.

HUTCH: What can I tell you?
The man's a psychotic.

Well, I'll tell you something.
I'm sure as hell glad he's not mad at me.

I'm going to kill you, Hutchinson.

Bagley!

Why don't you come on in
here and talk about it?

I'm in no hurry, Hutchinson.

I want you to think about it.

Well, maybe you can keep us in here!

But we can keep you out there!

Now, it's only a matter of time
before a sheriff's unit gets here.

That's what you think, Hutchinson.

Zebra Three. Zebra Three.

They got our radio.
They sure as hell did.

This is one hell of a mess you've
gotten us into, Hutchinson.

You've got two hours
to think about it, Hutchinson.

Then you die the way
Ernie died.

Let me ask you a question.
Just how did Ernie die?

Fire.

You mean he burned to death
in the warehouse?

No, he was hit or something.
He couldn't get out. I don't know.

I'm sorry I asked.

We've gotta get her out of here.
Come on.

What do you think of this?

You...

[PANTING]

You blast away from
that... front door, over there.

I take off, I run around the barn
and I set up a line of retreat.

Well, in the first place,

I'm gonna blow
half the rounds we got.

In the second place, they'd nail you
ten feet outside the door.

I didn't like it anyways.

Did you guys forget
about me, or what?

How could we?

Wanna hear a good idea?

Sure you do.

There's a shovel over there.

I figure if we take turns,
we could dig a tunnel into the woods and escape.

Come on, you guys, we can do it.
I know we can.

'Cause I'm ready to go
home right now.

Joey, it's not very realistic.

It worked on The Great Escape.
I watched it last week on TV.

Only, this ain't TV.
I ain't no Steve McQueen.

Yeah, you're more a
Charles Bronson type.

Well, actually, I kind of saw myself
as a Humphrey Bogart type.

[IMITATES BOGART]
You know what I mean, sweetheart?

Think we'll get out of this alive?

[IN NORMAL VOICE]
I promise you we will, kid.

If we do, want to take me out
to a movie, or something?

Yeah. Take you to pizza afterwards.

Do you like anchovies?
Love 'em.

You know, I look older
with my hair different.

I look a lot younger
when I have a close shave.

I don't want to interrupt
this budding romance, but we got to deal with some reality.

We got a problem.

Bagley's planning a barbecue,
and we're the main course.

Hey, if you guys don't call in,
they'll come looking for you, right?

I don't think that's the way
it's gonna work this time, kiddo.

If they did to that radio
what I think they did, they won't even be able to find us.

Don't worry.

I'll think of something.

BAGLEY:
Hutchinson!

You got an hour.

Look, it's me he wants.

Maybe there's a way the two
of you can get out of here.

Care to be more specific?

I think you know what
the guy's got in mind.

And there's no need for
the three of us to go that way.

Considering what he has in plan
for you, I don't exactly see him giving me a bus ticket out of here.

If you know what I mean.
I think I'd rather stay in here and play my hand with you.

Well, that's very loyal of you,
Starsky, old man.

It has nothing to do with loyalty.
I'd just rather be in here with an automatic in my hand

than out there with my hands in the air.
OK, OK.

Besides, maybe we could
think of something.

It's not me I'm thinking of.

What do you think the chances are
of them giving the kid a break?

Slim to none.

Terrific.

Joey.

I gotta talk to you.

Straight stuff.

Think you can handle it?
Yeah.

There's this crazy guy out there.

He wants to kill Hutch.

And in about an hour,
he's gonna burn down this barn.

That's sick.
Yeah.

[WOOD CREAKING]

Hey.

We got ourselves
a little exit, over here.

Now, just beyond there is a gully
and then the woods.

If we put on a little show,
you could slip through that opening and make it to the woods.

You wanna give it a try?

Your sneakers
really have to fly.

What about you guys?

Well, we're gonna stick around here
and start a little diversionary action.

I think I should stay here with you.

Well, look, you'd be doing us
a great favour.

I mean, you could get out
and go for help.

I'd do it myself,
except you run faster.

You mean you want me
to go for reinforcements?

Yeah. But don't stop.

You gotta keep running.

OK.

You wait till you hear
the first shot.

Then get through here and you
run like hell for the woods. I'll take the other side.

Hey, listen, little lady.
I kind of like my girls to have clean records.

So you try to stay
out of trouble, huh?

I'll give it a shot.
OK.

You're not going to forget me,
are you? Our date?

You kidding? You're my
main reason for living.

[IMITATES BOGART]
Sweetheart.

All right, champ.
Best defence is a good offence.

You call this a good offence?

[GUNSHOTS]

Did she make it?

She's in the woods.

What are we gonna do?

We can't make it to the car.

The woods.
I'll cover you.

Ready?
Now!

Ah! I'm hit! I'm hit!

I got one of them.

[GUNSHOTS]

[PANTING]

Does it hurt much?
What?

It's numb.

It's also bleeding.

I'm glad it's not serious.

Aah!

[EXHALES AND GROANS]

Hold it.
Well, you know something?

What?
It's not numb any more.

Is the pain bad?
Only when I wiggle my toes.

Well, at least the kid made it.

I'm gonna you out of
here too, partner.

Yeah.

Lots of guys get out of messes
worse than this, right?

The Alamo.

Custer's Last Stand.

Why don't you tell me about a
battle where the good guys won?

OK. I had an Uncle Myron.
He was in the Battle of the Bulge.

Oh, yeah? Did you
ever meet Uncle Myron?

No.

Why not?
He was killed.

In the Battle of the Bulge, right?
Yeah.

Yeah.

Later on, go around
and get their car.

Drop it off on
the east side somewhere.

If they start looking for 'em,
I want 'em looking in the wrong place.

You got it.

I got to get you to a doctor.
That's a good idea.

See anything?

[SIGHS]

It's a hell of a time for a nap.

What?

[STARSKY COUGHING]

Why don't we try it again?

Huh?

I said, why don't we try it again?
What's that?

Well, I can't really walk, but, uh...

I could crawl to the door.

Do my Cagney impersonation.

You could make it to the woods.

The kid got away. Maybe you could.
What's that?

You didn't hear a word
I said, did you?

What are you doing?

Just cleaning up the man's tractor.

You sure this thing's gonna work?

No question.

It's wired to a small
incendiary device.

That barn'll go up
like a Roman candle.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Battery's dead.

Well, why don't you try the crank.

What's that?
Crank.

All tractors have a crank.
Right.

Don't forget the ignition.

You know, you're pretty smart
for a city boy.

My Uncle Alphonse had a Model T.

Yeah, well, if your Uncle Alphonse
was killed in some battle, I don't want to hear about it.

My Uncle Alphonse was killed
'cause the Model T backfired.

He was hit in the head
with the crank.

I'll probably get run over
by a tractor.

It's empty.

I wonder what else they got
around here for a little juice.

Kerosene.

You sure that's gonna be enough?

Empty.

Hey.
What?

On the wall behind me.

[KEROSENE SLOSHING]

Bingo.

Hold on, buddy. Hold on.
I'm here. I ain't going anywhere.

You sure kerosene works
in a tractor?

Man, 3.2 beer would work in here
if you primed the engine right.

Pardon me for asking,
but do you have a plan?

I'm sure as hell not going to
carry you out on my back.

I get it. It's like the Trojan
horse in reverse, huh?

No, we're gonna go that way.

Hutchinson.

In one minute,
you're gonna start to roast.

[GROANS]

I need some wire.

On the bale of hay.
Right.

[WIRE SNAPS]

Hey, uh...

In case this thing
doesn't work out...

You kidding me? This is
the best plan I ever had.

Well, my leg being
the way it is,

I don't know how far
I'm gonna be able to get.

Of course you will.

I'd like you to have this.

What's that?
My watch.

Oh, Starsky, I couldn't take that.
I wouldn't know how to operate it.

The instructions are in
the bottom drawer of my desk.

Hey, come on. Take it.

Hey.

All right, but you get it back
as soon as we get out of here.

Naturally.
Right.

Are you sure you're gonna
be able to start this thing?

It's a piece of cake.

Get in the wagon.

Get in the wagon!
It's hot!

Go on, get in there!

Can't you get that thing started?
I'm working on it!

[CHUCKLING]

Where are they?
In the wagon, you idiot.

Around to the side. Come on.

Keep your eye on anyone
coming out the back.

Right.

Check the other rooms.

Aah!

Did you get 'em, Bagley?

[SCREAMING]

Put your thumbs in your ears.

BAGLEY:
Delano!

Delano!

Where are you?

Hutchinson! You're gonna die!

'Cause even if you get me,
I'm gonna take you with me.

BAGLEY:
Hutchinson!

Hutchinson!

[BUZZING]

[GUNSHOT]

[PANTING]

STARSKY: Need any help?
HUTCH: What about the other guy?

Got him cuffed outside.

Well, that's two. Where's three?

He's in the john.

He's indisposed, huh?
Yeah.

Well, I'm glad to see
that my plan worked.

What do you mean,
your plan?

Well, if that's the way you
feel about it, give me back my watch.

All right.

Excuse me.

I have some business
in the john.

Thanks, Riley.

Hey. I thought you were gonna
take the rest of the week off.

Oh, the life of leisure
doesn't really agree with me. Thanks for saving me some.

Uh-huh. How's the kid?
What kid?

Joey.
Oh. I don't know.

Haven't seen her yet.
Oh, yeah?

What ever happened
to your heavy date?

Ah, we were just kidding around.

Well, maybe you were,
maybe you weren't.

You know what they say.
What's that?

"Hell hath no fury like
a scrawny weed scorned."

Oh. She's probably forgotten
all about me by now.

Probably has.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Forget the line-up, Captain.
That's him.

Hi, Babycakes.
Don't "Babycakes" me,

you creep.
Throw the book at him.

Contributing to the delinquency
of a minor.

Starsky, you're busted.
Huh?

The charge is First Degree
Breach of Promise.

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