All language subtitles for Baywatch s03e12 Life And.eng

"Tonight, on" Baywatch:

You were freaked.

What are you so scared of?

I'm a lifeguard,

and I'm suddenly afraid
to go in the water.

Mom, what are you
telling me?

He has lymphoma, Mitch.

Death is going to be the topic
of conversation, isn't it?

Dad...

Maybe this time
I explore my other talents.

Did she tell you that he wants
me to take over his business?

Once I got my timing down,
my dives were unbelievable.

Yeah?

Yeah. It's like I had total
command of my body, you know?

It's like
this feeling of...

Power.

Yeah, exactly.

Well, you've come a long way

from your rookie school
pier jump, I'd say.

Oh, I can't believe that.

I was so wigged.

I couldn't even move,
let alone jump.

Oh, I don't ever want

to have that feeling again.

That's why diving is
so important to me,

because I did it, you know.
I conquered my fear.

Good for you, honey.

Oh, I'll get that.

Okay.

Mom, there's
an emergency.

I've got to go.

Behind the truck
there, okay?

All right,
everybody's here, huh?

Is it the kid who fell
in the storm drain?

Yeah, yeah. If they'd got
to us a little earlier,

maybe we wouldn't
be here right now.

Newmie, make sure
everyone's got the right gear.

- This about where he ended up?
- Yeah, we think

he's somewhere
in this area here.

Do you think
that's the boy's parents?

Yeah. Looks like it.

It must be so horrible
just standing around

waiting for them
to recover your kid's body.

I don't know.

How old was he?

Twelve.

Thanks.

Thought you had
an important dinner

with your parents
tonight.

Ah, Hobie
will let them in.

Tell you the truth, I'm not
that anxious to get there.

What's it about?

I don't know.

Mom said she had something
important to tell me.

Maybe it's good news.

I don't know.

I've never seen
a dead body before.

I just don't want to
have to look at his face.

Well, hopefully, we won't be
the ones who find him.

How's your diving
coming?

Oh, pretty good.

I hit a double twisting
one-and-a-half today.

Great.

Ready for a little
synchronized swimming?

Okay, everybody,
listen up.

The body is trapped somewhere
between here and the bridge.

We swim, dive, and surface
in unison.

Newmie and I will take
the center.

Everybody else spread out.

Keep an eye on the lifeguard
next to you.

Beacons on.

Sticks?

Okay.

Let's do it.

Looks good.

I'm rolling.

Yeah.

Okay.

One, two, three.

- On three. Ready?
- Ready.

One, two, three.

One,

two, three.

One,

two, three.

They want to interview you
for the 11:00 news.

It's up to you. I'll tell
them no if you want.

Yeah, while you're at it,

why don't you tell them to leave
those poor people alone?

Their kid just died.

Try and think about all the
lives you've saved, huh?

You all right?

I'll be okay.

I'm more worried about Summer.

Have you seen her?

No, no, but I'm sure
she's around here someplace.

Cheerleader,
you're a cheerleader.

Uh, no. No.

A bird.

Some kind of a bird, right?

Where's your father?

He was supposed to be here
an hour ago.

Oh, Al, he can't answer that
until we guess what he is.

He's a flamingo.

Uh, you...

You... boy?

Boy.

Kid.

Flamingo Kid.

All right!

We got it!

Why don't you go hug
your granddad.

He's the one
who got the hard part.

What is "The Flamingo Kid?"

It was a movie.

With Matt Dillon.

The marshal on "Gunsmoke?"

What was "Gunsmoke?"

It was a TV show.

What was it about?

What was what about?

Gunsmoke.

- Hi, Mom.
- My dear.

It was a Western,
where if somebody

told you they were going
to meet you at high noon,"

they'd be there
at high noon.

Sorry I'm late.
We had an emergency.

Dinner smells great.

And if a cowboy
was late for dinner,

his meat would be
as tough as beef jerky.

He's made his point,
hasn't he?

I love beef jerky.

Mom?

Mom, you home?

More coffee?

Yeah, why not?

I'm sure glad
you're here, Grandma.

It's nice
to have somebody...

So, Mom said
there's something

you want to talk
to me about.

You want to
wait for Mom?

No, no.
Oh, what the hell.

I've decided to retire.

Great. Dad, that's great.

You deserve
to enjoy the rest of your life.

If people got
what they deserved,

there would be justice
in this world.

I built my firm

from a one-man operation
to 150 employees,

from designing bus stops
to skyscrapers.

You're a great architect.

And so were you.

No, I wasn't.

Yes, you were.

And you had the potential
to be even better than I am.

Dad, you always loved
architectural design,

and believe me,
I always hated it.

Oh, but you love running
around the beach all day

putting designs

on pretty girls
and deepening your tan.

If you still think that that's
all my job entails, then fine.

Yes, I do love it.

Mitch, you're not
a teenager anymore.

You're a 37-year-old man.

It's time for you
to consider your future

in the long term...
Hobie's future!

My what?

Your future.

Let's go in
the den, huh?

Yeah.

Hey, Dad.

What about my future?

Ask your grandma.

She reads
tarot cards.

Come on.

I know where
there's a deck upstairs.

Whoa, let us ascend

and I will reveal to you
the mysteries of the universe.

Okay, let's cut through it.

You want to retire

because you want me
to take over the business.

Is that it?

You make it sound

like I'm trying to shove
garbage in your face.

I'm offering you
a lifetime of work

on a silver platter,
Mitch.

Dad, "your" life, "your" work.

I got a life, I got a career.

No, no, you have a job,
not a career.

I'm offering you
the baton, Mitch.

Grab it,
run with it.

I did that already, remember?

I got my architectural
degree for you.

I worked at the firm.

After two months, we were
miserable with each other.

Well, this time
I won't be around so much

to make you so miserable.

Oh, come on, Dad, I...

I appreciate the offer.
I really do.

Now, Hobie and I are happy
here in Los Angeles.

We don't want to just pick up
and move to Phoenix.

Because there's no ocean?

Because there's no reason.

Fine, you're right.
It's my life.

Who am I to impose it on you?

Dad!

Irene, it's time. Let's go!

Irene!

Mommy!

Summer!

Summer, honey, wake up.

Oh, baby.

It's all right, honey.

You're having a dream.

No, Mom,
it wasn't a dream.

Yes, honey,
it was a dream.

Remember the emergency rescue
I went on tonight?

Yes.

A little boy drowned.

He was only 12.

No.

But, see, were doing
a body search

and I totally freaked out.

Oh, baby.

Oh, no wonder
you had a nightmare.

Mom, see, the thing is,
I didn't find the body.

It's just as soon as I went
under water, I freaked out.

Honey, you were afraid that
you "would" find the body.

Now, that's understandable.

I just don't know though.

I mean, I really feel like
it's something more than that.

No, honey. No, it's okay.

It's okay.

I know why
you love this so much.

Why can't Dad
understand it?

We lived on the beach

the entire time
when you were growing up.

It was someplace
that he visited

when he wasn't working.

Yeah, he never loved it
like you do.

Yeah, well, sometimes I
think he never loved me.

Don't you dare talk
about your father that way.

He loves you deeply.

It's as hard
for him to show it

as it is for you
to recognize it when he does.

I know, I recognize it.

I'm sorry, Mom.

It's just that...

I mean, I
know he loves me.

Why does he want me
to take over a business

that's not going
to make me happy?

Because...

it's the only thing
he has to leave you.

What?

Mom?

What are you telling me?

He has lymphoma, Mitch.

Well, that's
treatable, isn't it?

They've tried, but...
it's gone beyond that now.

How long have
you known, Mom?

A little over a year.

Over a year?

And you didn't tell me?

You know your father.

He was so sure
he would beat it.

He started working
on that design

for the university complex

that he was always
going on about.

He wants that
to be his legacy.

Of course,
now he realizes that...

that he can't complete it.

That's why
he wants you

to follow in his footsteps,

so you can pick up
where he leaves off.

Why didn't he tell me himself?

Because he wants you
to do it out of love,

not obligation.

Aw, geez, Mom.

I'm sorry.

That flotation device
is very dangerous!

Please bring it

out of the water!

Summer!

You all right?

Sit down.

Listen to me.

This is why inflatables
aren't allowed

in the ocean, okay?

Okay.

I want you to bring it
over to your towel

- Yeah.
- And let the air out of it.

All right.

All right?
Yeah.

All right.
Thanks.

Come in, Summer.

What's going on with you?

Nothing.
I was going to wave him in,

and then you just ran out there.

No. No, you were freaked,
just like last night.

What are you so scared of?

I'm not scared of anything.

Look, Matt, are you still going
kamikaze biking after work?

Yeah. You want
to come and watch?

Should I bring my pom-poms?

No, Matt, I want
to do it.

You want to bike straight down
the side of a mountain?

I told you I'm not afraid.

I'll prove it.

Look, relax. Come on.

You don't need
to prove anything to me.

I know what I need,
and I know what I want,

and I want to go
kamikaze biking.

I'll meet you out front
of the headquarters.

We got a new fish tank?

Then where are the fish?

There are no fish.

You got a turtle?

There are no turtles.

Hobie, this is
a suboceanic city

I designed
when I was in college.

Tested at 12 atmospheres.

You built "this?"

Built it, designed it,
everything.

Grandpa sure must have
been proud of you.

Yeah, he said if I kept at it,

someday I might build
a real city on the ocean floor.

Why didn't you?

Because I'd have to work
in an office

for a few years
in order to do it.

But look what you'd have built
when you were done.

Yeah.

Oh, get the door.

That's Grandma and Grandpa...
I'll be upstairs.

Yeah, sure.

Hey, Grandma!

Hello, sweetheart.

What's my boy
been up to today, huh?

Uh, just talking with Dad.

Look what he built.

Oh, my goodness,
do I remember that.

Oh, look at...

Mom.

I told him that you know,

and that it's time
for the two of you to resolve

your differences.

I'll be with Hobie
in his room.

I'II, uh, tell him about
his granddad if you want me to.

No, no, that's okay.

I'II... I'll talk to Hobie
after I talk to dad.

Mom, I don't know
how to talk to him.

Come from love, Mitch.

Come from love.

Okay.

I can't believe
you kept this.

Yeah.

You want a Pepsi?

Coffee if you have it.

Yeah, no problem.

If you haven't got any
made, it's all right.

No, Dad, it's no problem.

You sure?

Absolutely.

Aw, Mitch.

Oh, you have talent, Mitch.

You have real
genuine talent.

I "had" some talent, maybe.

Now, talent is God-given.

It's there from birth to death.

If you don't put it to use,

you might as well
not have lived.

Well, there's all kinds
of talent, Dad.

What do you say we take
a little walk, you know,

and get some air
while the coffee's brewing?

Sure. Good idea.

I bet you want
to be buried at sea, right?

Probably.

I want to be buried

in the foundation
of a building I designed

in limestone
so that my body dissolves,

becomes part
of the building itself.

Interesting, isn't it?

What?

Oh, the way people want
to be buried.

You suppose baseball players
want to spend eternity

buried beneath the position
they played all their careers.

I don't want to talk

about where people
want to be buried. Come on.

What else do you
want to talk about?

Death is going to be the topic
of conversation, isn't it?

Mine in particular.

Dad...

I've come to grips
with it, son.

It's really,
it's, it's...

it's not as scary
as I thought it would be.

How long...

Oh, I don't know...

your mother discussed
that with the doctor.

I don't want to hear
ten, nine, eight, seven.

No, no, no, no.

How long before you retire?

Why do you need to know?

Well, I've been
thinking about it...

that, uh, maybe it "is" time

I explore my other talents,
you know...

I mean, if I have them.

It "is" time, and
you have them, Mitch.

Long after I'm gone,
long after you're gone,

our work will endure
in glass and stone

and steel and
brick and wood.

It's a tangible legacy...
something to really

leave behind, Mitch.

Maybe you're right, Dad.

Maybe you're right.

Remember when you
had to hold my hand

just so I could jump
off the pier?

Do you want me to come
up there with you?

You know, I learned
that facing your fear

isn't enough; you
have to defeat it.

And I defeated it and
you kamikaze biking,

so just keep your hands

to yourself, Matt Brody.

You okay, Summer?

Oh, just take me
home, please.

Hey, you.

Hey, come on home, baby,
it's getting cold.

Mom, what am I going to do?

I mean, I'm a lifeguard

and-and I'm suddenly afraid
to go in the water.

Oh, well, I don't know,

but I know that
whatever it is,

I know that you're
going to get over it.

Now, come on, it's cold.

Oh...

Honey, what is it?
What's wrong?

It's that color.

The water is always
this awful color green.

Oh, my God.

Mom, what's the matter?

Oh, this is all my fault.

Mom, what do you mean?

Oh, honey...

you were so little,
I never thought...

Mom, what are you
talking about?

Summer, something
happened to you

when you
were really little.

You couldn't have been
more than five.

What?

Oh, honey, I...

Your stepfather,
he got mad at you

because you
were throwing stones

into our redwood hot tub.

So he threw you in.

And he put
the lid on it.

That lid was too heavy
for you to move.

Honey, the pump was on,
the heat was off.

But the water...
it was green and bubbly.

I pushed the top off.

I pulled you out.

Honey, that night
I took you and we left.

Why didn't I
ever remember this?

I don't know.

I was just so grateful
that you seemed to forget.

I never realized

it would have
this kind of effect on you.

I'm so sorry.

It's not your fault.

This all started
the night in the canal.

Those green light sticks

must have triggered
my memories.

Oh, baby.

My girl.

Mm...

My sweet girl.

Hey, it's past midnight.

Catch.

Aren't you tired?

Not really. Are you?

No.

No, not really.

Um...

I wanted to talk
to you anyway.

Yeah?

Hobie, your grandfather, um...

Dad...

Grandma told me about Grandpa.

She said you wanted to,

but I knew there there
was something wrong,

so I asked her.

Well, she told me.

Did she tell you that he wants
me to take over his business?

Yeah.

That means we'll have to move
to Phoenix.

How do you feel
about that?

I'd miss my friends and all,
but if you wanted to, I would.

Do you?

No.

No, I don't.

But I think
it's the right thing to do.

Then maybe we should.

Maybe I'll become
an architect, too, someday.

You're going to be whatever
you want to be.

Dad?

Yeah?

I just want to be like you.

Come here.

I love you, Dad.

I love you, too, pal.

Honey, I'm hot.

Let's go in the water.

Wait, honey.

You think that's
such a good idea?

The doctor said
it'd be fine

until at least six months.

Come on.

Okay.

There, there you go.

Come on.

Oh, hey, Summer.

These are
my grandparents.

Hello. I'm
Irene Buchannon.

This is
my husband, Al.

How do you do?

Hi. It's nice to meet you.

You son's a great guy
to work for.

He's a great guy, period.

Oh, I was just about
to go talk to him.

Does he know you're here?

No. Actually,
it's a surprise.

Oh, you'd better be careful.

He's right there in Tower 15.

Thank you again;
lovely to meet you.

- Thanks.
- Bye, Summer.

Bye.

This place
is an architectural nightmare.

I mean, how could Mitch
work here?

Look out there,
and you'll see.

Isn't that pretty?
The ocean.

Help!

Wow!

You guys, hurry up.

Dad's going on a rescue.

You can watch through these.
Come on.

Right over there,
see him?

Let me see.

Hobie, uh,
may I, please?

Yeah, sure.

Gaines, get over here.

Good job.

Thanks.

When Dad was my age,

were he and Grandpa
really close?

Sometimes it takes
an entire lifetime

to get close to someone
you love most.

Thanks a lot.

Dad, what are you doing?

You shouldn't walk
all the way out here.

I need the exercise.

Whoa.

She going to be
all right?

The one you rescued?

Yeah. Yeah, she's
going to be fine.

It was only a cramp.

Thank God.
She was pregnant.

So you actually
saved two lives.

Oh, Mitch...

I'm sorry.

No, Dad, don't.

No, listen, no, listen,
no, no, before this I never

really comprehended
what it is you do down here.

I've been talking to you about
leaving buildings as a legacy,

and you're leaving lives.

I mean, that woman
could now give birth

to a child
that might not have been born

if it weren't for you.

That's the greatest legacy
any man can leave.

It's your legacy, too.

I'm your child.

Aw, Mitch.

Listen, you take care
of Hobie and make sure

he does whatever
makes him happy.

Okay.

All right?

He wants to be
an architect.

Really? Does he have talent?

I don't know.

Let's go find out.

Wait, wait.
Dad, this is, uh,

this is my office.
I can't leave.

Oh, yeah, really, why,
of course. You stay here.

I got a project for Hobie.

I'll have him redesign
that dreadful thing.

What?

If you're going to keep
working here,

you've got to have at least

a decently
designed headquarters building.

That thing has no function
or form or anything.

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