All language subtitles for Moonlighting-S03E13

-You watch Moonlighting last week?
-No.

-No, l didn't.
-lt was a repeat. Again.

No, l have a class on Tuesday nights.
l used to watch it a lot, but....

-No, we-- No, we didn't.
-Oh, no.

No, l had better things to do.
l was writing letters.

l'm sure l did,
but l can't remember that far back.

Tom Harmon is apparently making
his presence known on the series.

They met a long time ago,
but he was an old friend of hers.

When l got there, there was
a message from an old friend.

We got together,
stayed up a little late.

l'm sorry, l wasn't thinking.

-An old friend?
-Yeah.

l've known Sam since l was 6.

l promised him some lunch and
l've got a couple of things l want to do.

Be back here about 2:30
and get started on this case?

-Yeah, great.
-Bye.

Sam.

David begins to get very jealous.

And he was on a case, and--

-How may we help you?
-l think my boyfriend...

...is in love with his wife.

l'd appreciate it
if you could do this one by yourself.

l see. Why is that?

l have plans.

-Plans?
-l'm having dinner.

Oh, l'm sorry, l wasn't clear.

This is the deluxe stakeout package.
Dinner's included.

l'm having dinner with someone.

Any someone l know?

-My friend.
-Sid?

Sam.

Maddie was going out on a date
with Mark Harmon.

David Addison had invited himself
to join them.

David.

Evening. Hi.

-Hi.
-David?

Forgive me. l'm sorry.
Sorry to interrupt your dinner.

lt's just that there's
kind of an emergency.

That's when he wanted to tell
Maddie Hayes that he loved her.

l kind of realized something
last night.

What?

l made a decision. A big decision.

God, Maddie.

What, David?

-Look, what l'm trying to say is--
-Hi.

-Back too soon?
-David Addison got just smashed.

-Sloshed.
-Drunk.

He made a fool of himself.

You know, personally, l think
space travel is highly overrated.

You got no stewardesses,
no movies.

No drinking.

l'm sorry, l thought
we were celebrating.

Aren't we celebrating, Sammy?

-Oh, yeah, we're definitely celebrating.
-You bet we're celebrating.

l prefer terra firma.

As a matter of fact,
the firma the terra, the better.

Mark Harmon has to take Bruce home
and put him to bed.

Try not to fall out of bed.

Hey, Luke.

Yeah.

You're all right.

Rat bastard.

Mark Harmon ended up
going back to Maddie...

...and they had a good time.

They ended up making love...

...and she looked to the side
like she was thinking of Bruce.

l enjoyed the love scenes.

Sleep good?

You gonna be okay?

Yeah. l'm gonna be okay.

Everything's gonna be okay.

-Morning, Miss DiPesto.
-Please hold. Morning, Miss Hayes.

Do you know a word
that rhymes with perpendicular?

That's extracurricular.

-He's not in yet.
-Good.

Come in.

l have your messages.

Thank you.

-Come in.
-Morning, Miss Hayes.

Well, l put this baby to sleep.
lt's over and out. The fat lady sang.

While l'm on the subject,
do we have tomato juice?

-Hey, Herbert.
-So-- Hi.

So l'm in this hotel room, right?
And it's about 5 a.m.

You can't believe the places
that itch...

...because you've been wearing
the same clothes all night.

l'm looking through
this state-of-the-art telephoto lens...

...and l'm thinking, ''My gosh,
it just doesn't get any better than this.''

-Mr. Viola, maybe if you calmed down.
-Yeah. Right.

Sorry. Artificial stimulants.

Have you ever done
seven pots of Yuban at a sitting?

Anyway, like l was saying....

What was l saying?

Oh, yes. An entire night
of betrothed bliss, you know?

-No, l don't.
-The McClafferty case.

Husband and wife
shacked up in a hotel.

The mistress is sure
he's cheating on her.

Captured the entire thing on film.

-We have to do this now?
-l arranged these...

...in chronological order to coincide
with the progression of the--

-Mr. Viola.
-This gets a little heady...

...about halfway through the stack.

This one's like a three-alarm fire.

Not the kind of thing
that you want a lady to see.

Thank you, Herbert.

Not that you're not a lady,
Miss Hayes.

-lsn't that one upside-down?
-Thank you. lt's very professional.

Now, if l could just take some time
and look at these for myself.

You want me to leave, don't you?

lf you need any of those blown up,
l can--

Excuse me, Miss Hayes?
Mr. Addison is here.

Thank you.

Why, it's amazing what people can do
in a darkroom.

Not to mention a dark room.

Now, here's one
we're particularly proud of.

Note the 3-D effect.

Excuse me.

-Can we talk?
-l know l can.

Boys.

Miss Hayes, l took the liberty...

...of making copies of the photos
for Mr. Addison.

-We were just-- Business.
-Look for the slide show.

Coming to a bathroom
near you soon.

Oh, and Herbert, by the way,
from the bottom of my heart...

...thanks for the ''mammaries.''

-Hi, boss.
-Morning.

lt is till 1 2.
Then it becomes afternoon.

-You cop a gander at the goods?
-Kind of.

-Kind of?
-Mr. Viola left a set on my desk.

With or without a fire extinguisher?

l was just making my way down
to your office.

-Business or pleasure?
-Hard to tell.

With you, business
is always a pleasure.

-Gee, and me without my hip boots.
-Way l figure it...

...you put on the asbestos gloves,
run these snapshots to the client.

Or Larry Flynt, depending on
who will pay us more.

-l say we try the client first.
-Who would have guessed it?

So, what brings you
to this neck of the woods?

Well, l guess l just wanted
to see how you were doing.

-How l'm doing what?
-You don't want to talk about it, fine.

l'll be glad to talk about it.
l just don't know what ''it'' is.

Let's start with you. You consumed
a great deal of alcohol last night.

-Are you feeling all right?
-Nothing a liver transplant wouldn't fix.

David, about last night....

Yeah, a good time
was had by all on hand, huh?

-Okay.
-Okay.

Anything else?

By the way, thank Sam
for the limo service.

l was a little whacked-out last night.

-Sure. l'll tell him.
-He's a nice guy.

Yeah.

Mr. Addison,
there's a call for you on line one.

-Monique.
-Monique.

l better take this.
Monique's got a short attention span.

Hi, lquey. What's shaking, baby?
And will you shake it for me?

Sure. No, we're still on for tonight.

No. No, l can't really talk now.
Yeah, right.

Seven's heaven, baby.
''Au resevoir'' to you too.

Sorry. l told her
never to call me here.

-What were you saying?
-l was saying?

Oh, yes.

Well, when you came
to the restaurant last night...

...you said you had something to tell
me, some big decision you made.

l got the feeling it was important.

-Was this before the wine?
-What am l doing?

Oh, that.

Yeah, l wanted to talk to you
about our boy Viola.

You have any idea what kind of hump
that boy's been busting...

...since he's been here?
Last night it hit me:

lt's time we promoted that boy
to full-fledged flatfoot.

Maybe ''flatfoot first class.''
What do you think?

-l haven't given it a thought.
-Old Bert's been doing...

...the work of three short men
in this office.

Now, we either throw a net over him
pdq, or we watch his boot heels...

...wander to another agency
that recognizes untapped potential.

l'll think about it, David.

-That's all it was?
-That's all it was.

l'll see you later.

Blue Moon Detective Agency.

Miss Hayes, it's Elaine Johnson
wondering how we're doing with her...

...case.

l'm sorry, but she's behind
closed doors right now.

Fine.

A fine time was had by all.

A fine time was had by all.

Herbert Viola.

Now he wants me to believe
he interrupted my dinner...

...to talk to me about Herbert Viola.

Fine.

Fine.

-Miss Hayes, it's me. Can l come in?
-Fine.

That was Elaine Johnson
on the phone.

You had nothing in your book
for 2:30.

So l made an appointment
for you and Mr. Addison...

...to take the pictures to her then.

-Fine.
-Fine.

Miss Hayes?

No.

Forget it.

-Never mind.
-Miss DiPesto?

l'm sorry.
You got a lot on your mind.

-What?
-Well....

-What's going on?
-l'm sorry.

-What's going on with what?
-With you and Mr. Addison.

Me and Mr. Addison?

Nothing.

Nothing is going on with me
and Mr. Addison.

ls there anything else?

-You should've seen him this morning.
-David? l just left his office.

No. When he got in,
he was all dressed and shaved...

...like he wanted to make
a great impression.

But he was holding his head,
holding his stomach.

l've known him for a long time,
Miss Hayes.

And he's putting on
a great act for you.

-But something's making him crazy.
-Maybe it's Monique.

l don't think so.

Don't tell him l told you.
There's no Monique.

l'm Monique.

ls there really a Sam?

Yeah. There's really a Sam.

ls he really terrific?

The truth is, Miss DiPesto...

...they're both really terrific.

Something's
making you crazy too, huh?

l'll just let Mr. Addison
know 2:30, huh?

Sure.

-What?
-Nothing.

-This must be a first.
-What's that?

You awake
without your mouth engaged.

You spoke too soon.
My mouth is engaged.

lt's just the rest of my body
that's still unspoken for.

-So.
-So?

Where are you taking Monique?

-Monique?
-Monique.

Why? You wanna double-date?

He was with Rita, all right.

You recognize Mrs. McClafferty?

From the photograph in his wallet.

She's lost some weight.

-Maybe it's as simple as that.
-l don't understand.

Why does a man run off to a hotel
for an affair with his wife?

Alan's a romantic.

Yesterday was his anniversary.
His 1 0th, l think.

-You know a lot about their marriage.
-The ''other woman'' always does.

You hear about everything:
The kids, the dog, the office.

l'm the secret in Alan's life...

...so there's no need for him
to keep secrets from me.

At least there wasn't.

He always told me making love
to his wife was a chore.

Well, he seems to be
getting his chores done.

Well, that's that.

-Now can l hear the tapes?
-The tapes?

-The tapes?
-The tapes.

l hired you to put Alan
under surveillance.

And we did. These photographs
give a pretty graphic picture.

All those pictures tell me is that he
was together with her in a hotel room.

Well, they also suggest that
they weren't there for conversation.

Mr. Addison, l've been to bed
with plenty of men in my life.

And l can assure you
that love was the furthest thing...

...from most of their minds.

l need to hear his voice.

Not so much what he says to her
but how he says it.

l'm sure you understand.

Men are capable of making love
with their bodies.

We make love with our hearts.

lt's important for me to know
what's in his.

l want to know
if there's any hope for us...

...or if l've lost him
to his wife forever.

-Tapes.
-Take it easy.

l'll eighty-six Monique
and take care of it myself.

-Oh, no.
-Oh, no?

Oh, no. Who knows
what Sam has in mind tonight?

l can't bear the thought
that we'll be in the middle of it.

ln you'll walk with another
emergency about some employee...

...who needs parking closer
to the elevator, or a speakerphone.

-Not gonna happen.
-Right, because l'm going with you.

-Don't do me any favors.
-l'm not doing you any favors.

l'm doing me a favor.

-He's a nice guy.
-l know he's a nice guy.

He deserves better.
l deserve better.

-Don't know what you're talking about.
-You know what l'm talking about.

-No, l don't. l don't.
-You do. You do.

-l do not.
-You do too. You're just jealous.

-Jealous?
-Jealous.

-Of who? Of what?
-Of him, of me, of us.

-Us? Us? You're an ''us'' now?
-Yes.

No. l don't know.

l don't know what we are
other than having a hard time...

...trying to figure it out, because every
time l turn around, there you are.

And what business is it of yours
if l am an ''us''?

l work with you. Worked with you
for two and a half years.

For two and a half years
you've worked. Don't say ''slaved.''

You take nothing about me,
my life or my business seriously.

And now, all of a sudden,
there's Sam.

Look, l like Sam.

And that's another thing.
l don't give a damn if you do like Sam.

Sam likes you, you like Sam.
Who cares who you and Sam like?

-For what it's worth, l happen--
-lt's worth nothing.

-Okay.
-Okay, okay, okay. What's okay?

l don't know. You're the one
that's doing all the yelling.

lf it's any consolation,
this job's a piece of cake.

We can do it with ears
tied behind our backs.

You tie your ears.
l like where everything is on me.

You're right.
lf it ain't broke, don't fix it.

-Hi.
-Oh, hi.

Just leaving you a note.

Look at you:
Standing, breathing.

lncredible. A walking miracle
of modern science.

Miss DiPesto.

-Miss DiPesto, the phone.
-lt's right there.

Excuse me. Excuse me. l'm sorry.

Blue Moon Detective Agency.

lf you want a rhyme,
call another time.

Excuse me.

So...

...how are you feeling?

-Better than you look.
-Turns out he got me pretty good.

Don't sweat it. Goliath was barely able
to crawl out of there himself.

We did okay. l'm surprised you could
see him, much less land a punch.

Well, l was lucky.
He's too big to miss.

-Yeah.
-l had a nice time too.

No visible scars but a nice time.

Well....

-Maybe we should talk.
-Sure. Sure. Excuse us, David.

Later.

Hunk city.

This is the kind of talk l like.

Just happened to be
in the same state.

Thought l'd stop by.
Hope you don't mind.

Why would l mind?

Well, it's where you work,
spend most of your day.

This is the place most people
prefer to keep their private life...

...private.

Not me. l'm glad you came by.

l don't know about you...

...but l have been spending a lot
of time thinking about last night.

Me too.

Guess what l've been
thinking about most is...

...how we're gonna top it.

Got a few ideas about that one.

-Anything you can repeat?
-l don't know.

-Starts with you and me.
-Just you and me?

Bottle of wine, maybe a sunset.

Then....

We can skip the bottle of wine.

lt's the ''tonight'' part. l've gotta work.

-All night?
-l don't know.

No problem.

How about the same time
tomorrow?

l hear there's gonna be
another sunset.

Maybe later tonight
if you're still awake.

l'll still be awake.

-You didn't have to do this, you know.
-l know.

l could've handled it.
You could've done something else.

-David, don't.
-Don't what?

l just want you to be happy.

David, we have a job to do.
This is where l'm happy to be.

-Fine. As long as you're happy.
-l'm happy.

-Fine.
-End of conversation.

Fine.

l could turn around right now.
Just say the wo--

Fine.

-Go ahead, ask me a question.
-l'm not gonna ask you a question.

How are we gonna play
if you don't ask me a question?

Are these people
ever gonna come home?

Oh, l'm sorry, that's too boring.
You're gonna have to be disqualified.

We do have some lovely parting gifts
and our home version of the game.

Now, let's bring out
our next bachelorette.

She's a kindergarten teacher.

She loves skiing, Neil Diamond...

...and her own personal collection
of ceramic unicorns.

Let's hear it for Susan Leeper.
Yay, Susan.

Susan, we have three terrific
guys back there...

...and they're hungry for a date.
Got your questions ready?

''Yes, Jim.''
Then fire away.

''Okay. Bachelor number one...

...l want you to look at bachelor
number two...

...and tell me, if he were a ride
at Disneyland...

...what ride would he be and why?''

''l'd have to say bachelor number two
would be Pirates of the Caribbean.''

''And why is that?''

''Because of his sunken chest.''

David, there's a car.
Maybe they're home.

Great. l've seen these two in action.
You won't be bored much longer.

Just her.

Guess we're gonna have to wait
for the main attraction.

Guess we ought to see
if this stuff works.

David, she's crying.
Why is she crying?

What is she doing?

Looks like she's....

Typing? Well, so much for finding out
what they say to each other...

...and how they say it.

Maybe this is Elaine Johnson's
lucky night.

Maybe his wife's writing him a letter
that she's leaving.

Well, so much for long goodbyes.

What's she doing?

She's going through the desk.

Looks like she's looking
for something.

-Maddie, it's a gun.
-Oh, David.

-Maybe she's gonna kill him.
-Wait, wait. wait.

Why would a murderer
leave a note?

-What?
-No.

-Don't look.
-What?

Don't look at her.

And then what happened?

She finished typing the note...

...opened the drawer
and took the gun out.

That's when we figured out
what she was doing.

We just didn't figure it out
soon enough.

Thank you. We know how to reach you
if we have any more questions.

That's Andy. He's 1 0.

The other's his brother, Phillip.
They're at my mother's.

They go there every Thursday
because Rita has her art class.

l don't know how l'm
gonna explain this to them.

Mr. McClafferty, if there's anything
we can do....

No. Very kind of you to offer...

...but l don't deserve
anyone's kindness.

l don't know what happened today.

l mean, how she found out
if you didn't tell her.

lt could've been anything, l guess.
Brunet hair, a stray lipstick mark.

God knows she knew
what to look for by now.

This isn't exactly my first offense.

But do you wanna know
the stupid part?

l was about to break it off.
lt's been a sham for months.

l'd just been going
through the motions...

...because l didn't have the guts
to end it.

We went out to celebrate last night.

lt's our 1 0th anniversary.

l thought everything was fine.

But l guess it wasn't
or she would've discharged you.

But she couldn't do that.

We didn't work for your wife.
We worked for Miss Johnson.

Elaine hired you?

To follow me?

But why?

She said you'd been
acting strangely.

She thought maybe you'd fallen
back in love with your wife.

She was right.

What a waste.

l mean, l know what people say
when someone does this:

''She had so much to live for.''
But, David, she did.

lf only for all the time
they spent together.

l mean, to just deny 1 0 years
and kill herself.

Maddie, the woman didn't get up
this morning...

...take a shot of OJ, have a tennis
lesson and blow herself away.

She had help from her husband...

...when she found out he was
mussing sheets.

David, like it or not,
sometimes people grow apart.

They become attracted to other
people. They don't always know why.

Talk around it all you want.

lt's still cut-and-dry, bottom-line,
everyday betrayal.

Since when are you so judgmental
about sleeping around?

Maybe she just knew it was over.

Hi.

Hi.

lt's after 2:00. l didn't expect you
to still be up.

We had a date, remember?

l'm not much in the mood
for a date, l'm afraid.

-How about lamb?
-Lamb?

-You in the mood for lamb?
-Lamb?

Yeah, it should be ready
in about 1 0 minutes.

Figured maybe you didn't have
a chance to eat.

You made lamb?

-How about l run you a hot bath?
-Bath? Lamb? Sam....

You're in such a good mood.

What did you take?
And did you put it in the food?

You're gonna make somebody
a good wife someday.

Yeah, so are you.

You don't know me
as well as you think.

l know you better
than you think l do.

Come on, Maddie, what do you say
we make it official?

You and me...

...wife and wife.

Sam, where did this come from?

l don't know.

Laying here, waiting for you.
Doing things.

Listening for the sound of a car.

At 2:30 in the morning, right?

Enough to make you crazy.
Didn't make me crazy.

Made me kind of happy. Yeah.

Yeah, perfectly happy,
just sitting here...

...knowing that you'd be
coming home...

...sometime...

...to me.

What are you thinking?

l'm thinking my head's
gonna explode.

Come on, Maddie,
gotta help me more than that.

lt's nothing.

But...

...maybe it's not nothing.

Maybe it is something.

l'm confused.

l'm so confused.

l just wish someone
would tell me what to do.

Okay.

Do this:

Marry me.

l didn't know it was your wife.
l didn't know it was anybody's wife--

Wait. Hang on.

What, do you wanna wake up
the mice?

-Yeah?
-David.

Maddie.

That night you interrupted
my dinner with Sam...

...what were you gonna tell me?

-What?
-No ''what,'' no ''huh.''

Tell me what was on your mind.

-What were you going to tell me?
-Maddie, it's 4:00 in the morning--

What did you wanna tell me?

-David.
-Maddie.

Where are we? What is this room?

-This is my living room.
-Your living room?

-There's nothing in it.
-Yeah.

-Picked up on that, huh?
-l don't understand.

There's no lamps, no chairs.

Doesn't anyone ever come over?
Don't you ever entertain?

Yeah, l entertain a lot.

l generally...

...do most of the entertaining
in the bedroom.

l don't know. l'm not here that much.
Wait, hang on a minute.

Come here, sit. You want something?
You want something to eat?

l got some food, l think.

l think l got some food.
Sit. Sit down.

So....

So....

Well, this is great.

l'm glad you stopped by. l've been
meaning to have you over.

Can l get you something? You sure?
Some cheese, peanut butter--

David, what are we gonna do?

l don't know.

There's always the bedroom.

lt was a joke. lt was a joke.

Bad joke.

-Here, let me take your coat, all right?
-No, that's okay.

l snuck out. l don't have anything on
under here except a nightgown.

Nice, huh?

Sneakers for sneaking. l like that.

You just left him there, huh?

He's perfect for me, you know?

But you and me....

We....

We....

l can't believe you're gonna sit there
and let me go through this by myself.

Come here.

lt's okay.

l hate you, David Addison.

l know.

l hate you too,
Maddie Hayes.

l've always hated you.

You look awful.

Yeah, well, you smell awful.

This is great.

l'll get you some tissues.
l know l have some tissues here.

My whole life, every major event
since l was 1 3...

...you could count on me to cry,
count on my mascara to run.

Probably go to my grave
with running mascara.

l was wrong. l didn't really have
any tissues. Here.

David, Mrs. McClafferty,
when they carried her out...

...she looked beautiful, didn't she?

Yeah, l guess so, if you go
for that sort of thing.

No, l mean, when we heard her crying
a lot, we heard her crying a lot.

When they carried her out,
she looked perfect.

-l mean, her makeup looked perfect.
-Yeah, so?

So put some shoes on.

Yeah. l know.

l thought we were heading
for something big too.

Don't you see?

We heard Rita McClafferty
sobbing her eyes out.

When they carried her out her makeup
was perfect. That tell you anything?

-You wanna change to her brand?
-No. The woman we heard crying...

...and the woman carried out
were not the same woman.

Maddie, we saw Rita shoot herself--

No, we heard Rita McClafferty
shoot herself.

What l think we saw was a woman
who looked like Rita...

...trying to convince us
she was so distraught...

...that the life to be taken
was her own.

-But why?
-l don't know why.

That's what l want to ask
Elaine Johnson.

She made sure we were there
to see the performance.

You're saying because a dead
woman's makeup didn't run...

...that she didn't kill herself
and Elaine set us up?

Elaine Johnson?
This vulnerable doormat of a woman...

...who thinks her adulterous lover
is cheating on her?

-This victim, this innocent? This--
-Mr. Addison.

--little sex-shooter here?
-Miss Hayes. Something the matter?

Mr. McClafferty didn't tell you?

-His wife took her own life tonight.
-Oh, my God.

Nice touch, dropping the glass.

Entertaining?

Miss Hayes...

...4:30 in the morning. Can't whatever
wait until a more decent hour?

What, are you kidding? We do
our best work at indecent hours.

Would you please do something
about her?

Looks like she's doing
pretty good by herself.

Do you mind telling me
what you're looking for?

-The dress and the wig.
-What dress? What wig?

My, my, my. lmagine that.

Somebody coming out of the closet
on our show.

Where's the National Enquirer
when you need them?

-l know what this looks like.
-You do?

l just-- l didn't wanna be
alone tonight.

-So you came over here.
-So l came over here.

Oh, let me guess: Then you heard
a prowler in the closet.

Like l said, l know
what this looks like.

You do? lt looks bad.

Looks like you conspired
to get rid of your wife.

Save yourself a messy,
expensive divorce.

l understand how you might
jump to that conclusion...

...but the problem is--

l mean, your problem is that you two,
you don't know something.

l mean, there's something
you're not taking into account.

Which is--

l would've been glad to give them
a head start if they just asked.

-Come on.
-l love it when you play rough.

Fellas, hurry up a little bit,
will you?

We gotta go.

Hey! Hey, come back here.

No use crying over spilt milk.

Give me a break. You would've said
the same thing.

David, we're losing them.

Save that stuff
for the romantic scenes.

Enemy target in sight.
Open bomb-bay doors.

Roger.

-Bomb-bay doors open.
-Then fire at will.

Or Alan, or whoever the hell else
you can hit.

Hit him with the cottage cheese.
Go for the large curds.

Take that.

Nice. Looks like a flock of seagulls ate
something that didn't agree with them.

David!

-Let's go. Come on.
-Hey!

Watch out.

Strike.

You know, l may have a natural talent
for this game.

Well, sun's up.

l did what l could.
Couldn't stop it, though.

-Wanna get something to eat?
-What, the way l'm dressed?

-l think you look great.
-l feel great.

You wanna know something dumb?
l had a great time.

Yeah. Me too.
Must be the lack of sleep.

That's what l should do: Sleep.
Go home, get in bed and....

She was here just a minute ago.

Maddie.

Sam.

Maddie?