All language subtitles for John from Cincinnati s01e04_English

( theme music playing )

( wind blowing )

( honks, tires screech )

HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
FUCKING HOMICIDAL PRICK!

MARK LEWINSKI, DOCTOR.

WE MET
AT THE RONALD
McDONALD THING

- FOR THE KIDS LAST YEAR.
- OH, YES.

GOOD COPY
IN THE MORNING PAPER

DOES NOT NECESSARILY
MEAN UNINTERRUPTED SLEEP

FOR THE HOSPITAL'S
LIABILITY ATTORNEY.

WOULD YOU LIKE
ME TO PRESCRIBE
SOME BARBITURATES?

WHAT I WOULD
LIKE FROM YOU, SIR--

WHAT THE HOSPITAL
VERY MUCH WOULD LIKE--

IS SOME SORT
OF ACCOUNTING
AS TO HOW A PATIENT

COULD BE ADMITTED
WITH A FLATLINE E.E.G.,

BE OXYGEN-DEPRIVED
FOR 27 MINUTES,

BE WORKED UP
FOR A C2 FRACTURE

THEN EXIT THE SIDE
DOOR OF OUR HOSPITAL

WITHIN TWO HOURS.

I BELIEVE
HE LEFT PIGGYBACK.

LEVITY, DOCTOR?

THIS FAMILY IS
NOT GOING TO SUE.

"MIRACLE BOY"

DOES UNDERCUT
PAIN AND SUFFERING.

THE HOSPITAL HAS
A PUBLIC RELATIONS PROBLEM,
THIS SHOULD ALLEVIATE IT.

"IN RESIGNING,

I ACKNOWLEDGE MISREADING
THE YOST BOY'S TESTS,

WHICH, ON RECOGNIZING
MY MISTAKE, I DESTROYED."

WELL, THAT'S VERY FORTHCOMING.

"INHUMAN HOURS,
INCESSANT OVERWORK"?

PUT THAT IN A "P.S."

SURFING-- SHAUNIE?

YEAH, HE HAD
A SLOW DAY YESTERDAY.

AH. I'M GOING TO GO LOOK
FOR THAT NUT, THAT GUY--
FOR MY FRIEND JOHN.

OVER THE BACK FENCE,
FUCKING REPORTERS ARE
HAVING BREAKFAST OUTSIDE.

Mitch:
SOMETIMES TO SAVE
WHAT YOU LOVE,

YOU HAVE TO BE
WILLING TO LOSE IT.

IT'S LIKE SURFING.

IF YOU DO IT
FOR THE WRONG REASONS,

FOR THE POINTS,
IT'S JUST A DEAD GAME.

MMM.
YOUR POOR LEG.

LAST NIGHT IS AS BAD
AS IT'S GONNA GET.

GET SOME HERBS, MAKE UP
A POULTICE AND PFFFT.

YOU FEEL THAT?

THE WAY THE HEAT FLOWS
JUST LIKE CHAKRA TO CHAKRA?

YOU SEE THE COLORS?

Kai:
JOHN?

ARE YOU DUMPING OUT?

JOHN?

( rap music playing
on radio )

Mitch:
CASS, ARE YOU IN THERE?

NO, IT'S AMELIA EARHART.

- COULD YOU
COME OUT HERE?
- WHAT?

IT'S IMPORTANT.

"IS TWO DAYS OFF
A CRIME?

DO I EVER GET
TO FUCKING RELAX?"

THAT WAS YOU,
BOSS, IN YOUR SLEEP
DURING THE NIGHT.

I DON'T TALK
IN MY SLEEP.

PHYSICIAN.

IT'S THAT PHYSICIAN.

- HELLO?
- HELLO.

UH...

I'M LOOKING
FOR BUTCHIE YOST.

THE GENTLEMAN
ACROSS THE WAY POINTED
OUT THE ROOM TO ME.

I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND
I'VE COME IN.

YOU DIDN'T READ
THE PAPER THIS MORNING?

THAT FAMILY HAD
A MIRACLE LAST NIGHT.

AT THE HOSPITAL.

I WAS SHAUN YOST'S DOCTOR.

OH, I'M SORRY.
ITCHY.

I'M CAREFUL
WITH GERMS.

I SMELLED SMOKE,
THOUGHT MAYBE IT
WAS THE STOVE.

YOU WANT TO STAY
OR SOMETHING?

YOU COULD WAIT
FOR BUTCHIE.

I'LL TAKE MY TOOLS
AND YOU CAN-- YEAH.

OKAY, SURE.

WAIT.

IN OTHER WORDS,
YOU WANT TO TALK

ABOUT ALL THIS STRANGE
SHIT THAT'S GOING ON?

YOU'RE AN EXPERT
IN THAT FIELD-- THAT IS
WHAT I BROUGHT YOU ON FOR?

OKAY, LINC, I GET IT.

IF YOU GOT IT,
YOU'D STILL BE IN
THAT ROOM WITH HIM.

HE WENT OUT TO GET
A POULTICE FOR HIS KNEE.

YOU SHOULD BE
EMBARRASSED TO HAVE
TO TELL ME THAT.

FUCK YOU.

FUCK YOU.

THE CORRECT ANSWER
WOULD BE,

"WHILE YOU, LINC,
ARE SIGNING CISSY,

I'M GOING TO TRY
TO SELL HIM ON MOVING OUT
OF HIS HOUSE FOR GOOD."

( door opens, closes )

"SHARE AND SHARE ALIKE."

- RIGHT, CARNAL?
- RIGHT, CARNAL.

THAT'S HOW
WE DO IT IN I.B.

( engine stops )

SO, JOHN FROM CINCINNATI,
IT'S TIME TO CHIP IN.

WE'VE DONE
OUR LAST BEER.
GAS TOO.

HOW ABOUT
I FUCK YOU UP, JOTO?

HOW ABOUT I FUCK YOU UP?

YOU BEING FUNNY?

JUST GET HIS
PINCHE WALLET, MAN.

- YOU THINK THIS
IS A JOKE, CABRON?
- I THINK THIS IS A JOKE.

I'LL CUT
YOUR FUCKING HEART OUT.

- CUT MY FUCKING HEART OUT.
- YOU DON'T THINK
I'LL CUT YOU?

- I'LL SHOW YOU YOUR
HEART WHILE YOU DIE.
- SHOW ME MY HEART.

- YOU READY
TO LOOK, YOU FUCK?
- I'M READY.

FUCK YOU!

FUCK YOU, FUCK!

YOU STARE ME DOWN?

YOU STARE ME DOWN?!

I AIN'T AFRAID
TO BE THE LAST YOU SEE.

COLD SHOT, MANO.

YOU DID WHAT YOU
HAD TO DO, CARNAL.

GET THIS FUCK
OUT OF MY RIDE.

HEY, DOC.

HOW ARE YOU?

THAT GUY'S LOST--
I WAS WITH AT THE HOSPITAL.

I THOUGHT HE'D BE HERE
WITH BUTCHIE.

BUTCHIE'S NOT
HERE EITHER.

THINGS SLOW
AT THE HOSPITAL?

I'VE RESIGNED.

WHOA.

IF YOU SEE BUTCHIE
WILL YOU TELL HIM I'M
LOOKING FOR JOHN?

I'M GOING TO CHECK
ON SHAUN IN JUST A BIT.

GOOD IDEA, CISSY.

SHAUNIE'S SURFING

WITH JO-JO AND
HIS OTHER FRIENDS.

OUT WITH THE GROMS
LIKE YESTERDAY NEVER
EVEN HAPPENED.

YOU GOT SOMETHING YOU
NEED ME TO SIGN, LINC?

TODAY ISN'T YESTERDAY, CISSY,

AND I'M NOT CLEAR
ON WHAT THE NEW RULES ARE,

BUT I KNOW THE OLD ONES
HAVE BEEN CANCELED.

MMM, AND YOU FIND TIME
TO COME BY AND TELL ME?

( sighs )

DO YOU KNOW EVERYTHING
THAT YOU NEED TO KNOW,

DRESSING UP LIKE
MICHAEL JACKSON WHILE
YOUR BOY'S IN THE WATER

WITH 50 ASSHOLES
POINTING A CAMERA AT HIM?

WORKS FOR ME.

OF COURSE,
ALL THOSE OTHER KIDS
IN THE WATER WITH SHAUN,

I'VE SIGNED THEM ALREADY.

AND I NEED YOU,
RIGHT, LINC?

YOUR STEADYING HAND?

WHERE'S MITCH?

MY MONEY WOULD BE,
EVEN SEEING SHAUN
LAST NIGHT

DIDN'T CONVERT YOU
FROM THE KIND OF ASSHOLE

WHO ONLY ASKS QUESTIONS
HE KNOWS THE ANSWER TO.

YOU WANT TO HELP?

STAY...

DO THE DISHES.

( door slams )

( sighs )

RIGHT.

( door opens )

- Kai: SHIT.
- WHAT?

I THOUGHT JOHN
WOULD BE WITH YOU.

WELL, GIVE ME
A FUCKING BREAK, KAI.

WELL, HE MUST'VE
WANDERED OFF WHEN
I WAS SLEEPING.

I LOOKED FOR HIM
AT YOUR MOTEL.

I SPENT THE NIGHT
AT MY MOM'S HOUSE.

- HE COULD BE ANYWHERE
IN THE FUCKING WORLD BY NOW.
- DON'T STOP THERE.

DID HE FREAK OUT
ABOUT BONING YOU?

HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW
WHAT "BONING" MEANS.

MAYBE I'D HAVE
WOUND UP SHOWING HIM,
EXCEPT MY PUSSY OVERHEATED

LIKE IT WAS COOKING
ON A GEORGE FOREMAN GRILL.

MY TITS TOO--
LIKE THEY WERE
IN A BLAST FURNACE.

YOU GOT HARDWARE
IN YOUR BOX.

- SO?
- YOUR NIPPLE RINGS.

MY IMPLANTS WERE
OVERHEATING TOO, KAI.

THAT'S WHY MY HEAD
WAS GOING UP IN SMOKE.
FUCK!

IT WAS.

WE WERE IN MY TRAILER
FIGURING OUT HE WAS
A VIRGIN,

AND JOHN SAYS,
"SEE GOD, KAI."

JUST LIKE THAT.

AND THEN I WENT INTO SOME
HALLUCINATORY STATE.

AND THERE WAS SMOKE
COMING OUT OF YOUR HEAD.

FUCK.

DO YOU WANT TO GO
LOOKING FOR HIM WITH ME?

YEAH, I'LL GO WITH YOU.

ALL RIGHT,
LET'S CHECK OUT
THE PIER.

FOR NOT KNOWING
WHAT THE WORD MEANT,

I WONDER HOW JOHN GOT
THE IDEA TO BONE ME?

I WAS TRYING
TO TELL HIM THAT HE PICKED
A NICE PERSON TO LIKE.

LOOK AT THIS, ZIP.

THIS FILLS ME
WITH MISGIVINGS--

BANDYING WORDS LIKE "MIRACLE"
IN THE NEWSPAPER HEADLINE.

( birds chirping )

THIS CAN ONLY ATTRACT
NEW TYPES OF SHITHEEL
INTO THAT BOY'S LIFE,

WHICH WASN'T SHORT
OF SHITHEELS BEFORE.

WE'RE GOING TO KEEP
OUR DISTANCE,

I'M INFORMING YOU
OF THAT RIGHT NOW.

WE'RE NOT GOING
TO JOCKEY FOR ATTENTION

OR BE LOOKED AT
AS A NUISANCE,

LIKE I SAW
LAST NIGHT IN SHAUN'S
GRANDMOTHER'S EYES

WHEN I WAS OVER
AT THAT HOUSE.

OR STAND IN THE STREET

AMONGST MOPES,

LIKE THAT HAWAIIAN
AND HIS BELT-HIGH SIDEKICK

OR THE SOUP BRIGADE
FROM THAT MOTEL.

I HAVE PLENTY
OF TASKS AND CHORES
WITHIN THIS HOUSE

THAT I'VE BEEN
DERELICT ATTENDING TO

THAT WILL MORE THAN
OCCUPY OUR TIME.

THERE IT IS.
THAT'S IT.

THAT'S THE DOOMSDAY
SCENARIO.

MAY THIS PAIN COME
TO CLINTON FOR DISGRACING
THE OVAL OFFICE.

OOH! JESUS CHRIST,
JESUS CHRIST.

THAT WILL
NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN--

A SEQUENCE OF EVENTS
SO COMPLICATED

THAT BUTCHIE YOST
AT THE AGE OF 10

COULD HELP THE ONLY
WOMAN IN THE WORLD

THAT WHEN I PASS A REMARK

ABOUT SOME AIRHEAD PISSPOT
THAT I COLLAR,

SHE HAS THE SWEETNESS
TO RECALL, "I WONDER IF
IT'S THAT YOST BOY

THAT USED TO HELP ME
WITH MY GROCERIES."

I THROW HIM A BREAK
BECAUSE OF MY DARLING LOIS,

KEEP ONE EYE OUT AFTER,
SINCE I UNLOOSED
HIM IN SOCIETY.

THAT THAT--
LOOKING OUT FOR BUTCHIE--

WOULD LATER
CROSS MY PATH WITH SHAUN

WHEN BUTCHIE BECAME
A JUNKIE DUMPSTER TENANT,

NOW WHO IN HIS RIGHT MIND

WOULD BELIEVE THAT
THAT SEQUENCE OF EVENTS
COULD BE REPEATED?

THAT BOY IS
GONE FROM US.

AND I DON'T REGRET
ONE THING.

CHILDREN OR NOT...

THE TIME I SPENT
WITH YOU...

WAS THE JOY
OF MY LIFE.

Butchie:
I'VE GOT A FAVOR, GUYS.

I'M LOOKING
FOR A BUDDY OF MINE.
WE LOST OUR FRIEND.

HE'S ABOUT YEA TALL,
COLLAR UP LIKE THIS,

WALKS AROUND,
"WHAT DO YOU WANT,
BUTCHIE YOST?"

HAVE YOU SEEN A GUY
THAT LOOKS LIKE THAT
AROUND HERE? NO?

WELL, IF YOU DO,

I WANT YOU
TO TELL THIS LADY
RIGHT HERE.

CAN YOU DO THAT?

NICE. ALL RIGHT,
GIVE ME A POUND.

BOOM BOOM BOOM.

MARIO BROTHERS--
I GOT THE HIGH
SCORE ON THAT.

THE FIRST PLACE
HE ASKED ME WHAT I
WANTED, RIGHT THERE.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT,
BUTCHIE YOST?"

SHOULD WE
PUT UP A PLAQUE?

( chuckles )

HELLO.

SHAUN'S SURFING.

MRS. YOST'S AT WORK.

AND YOU'RE PITCHING IN,
CLEANING HOUSE.

WHAT, IS THIS
A RESTRICTED AREA?

THAT WOULDN'T BE
FOR ME TO SAY.

MICHAEL SMITH.

LINC STARK.

WE, UH, DIDN'T INTRODUCE
OURSELVES AT THE HOSPITAL

WHEN YOU WERE
THROWING ME OFF THE FLOOR.

WELL, THAT WAS
FOR ME TO SAY.

PEOPLE NEED ROOM
TO DO THEIR JOBS.

OF COURSE, YOUR JOB'S
OVER NOW THOUGH.

AM I RIGHT?
UNLESS YOU GET SUED?

NEGLIGENT OVERSIGHT,
INCOMPETENT EVALUATION,

EMOTIONALLY DAMAGING
FOR THE FAMILY.

I'M NOT HERE
TO PROTECT MY ASS.

THAT'S A PLUS
FOR THE YOSTS.

NOW THAT SHAUNIE'S OUT
OF THE WOODS, THEY'VE GOT
NEW HILLS TO CLIMB.

THEY DON'T HAVE TIME
FOR HANGERS-ON

AND LOSERS MAKING
THE TRIP ANY TOUGHER.

ARE YOU RELATED
TO THE YOSTS?

NOT BY BLOOD.

MAYBE YOU JUST
SMELL IT IN THE WATER.

WOULD THAT
MAKE ME DANGEROUS?

TO WHATEVER
GOT SHAUN WELL?

I WOULDN'T THINK SO, NO.

WHICH DOES IT
MAKE ME, LINC,

A LOSER
OR A HANGER-ON,

IF I BELIEVE A MIRACLE
MIGHT'VE GOT HIM WELL?

IT MAKES YOU A FANATIC.

OH.

TELL MRS. YOST
AND SHAUN I STOPPED BY.

ABSOLUTELY.

WHAT ARE YOU
LOOKING FOR?

I'M LOOKING
FOR A WETSUIT.

FULL SUITS, SHORTIES,
TWO-MIL, THREE-TWOS.

THANKS.

SICK.

YOST TOTALLY SURFS
FASTER THAN FANNING.

DUDE, MY GRANDMOTHER
SURFS FASTER
THAN FANNING,

AND SHE DIED
LAST YEAR.

SO WHAT?
YOST DIED YESTERDAY.

WHO'S THAT
WETSUIT FOR?

IT'S FOR ME.

HMM. SURFING IN DRAG

IS A LITTLE ROUGH
ON YOUR NUTS.

NO, SHE ASKED ME TO LOOK
FOR ONE FOR HER TOO--
MY GIRLFRIEND.

IS THAT WHAT
YOU CALL YOUR HAND--
YOUR GIRLFRIEND?

I GUESS IT'S A SLOW DAY
FOR TRAIN WRECKS, RIGHT?

YOU PIECES OF SHIT.

- YOU FUCKING
NEWSPAPER ASSHOLES.
- IT'S MY CAMERA, LADY.

I'LL GIVE YOU YOUR CAMERA
AND YOU TAKE IT OUTSIDE!

HOW ARE YOU FEELING, SHAUN?
HOW'S YOUR NECK?

GET OUT OF HERE,
YOU PIECE OF SHIT.

FUCK OUT!
GET THE FUCK OUT!

OOH, MIRACLE BOY
SAID "SHIT."

YOU GET THE HELL
OUT OF HERE TOO.

LOOK AT THE MESS
YOU MADE.

WHAT'D I DO?

STUPID FUCKERS.

HEY.

( footsteps rustle )

Vietnam Joe:
FUCK ME.

JESUS, WHAT HAPPENED?

IT'S NOT THAT BAD.
I'M GOING TO GET
YOU SOME HELP.

I'M GOING TO MY TRUCK.
IT'S JUST UP HERE--

IT'S NOT JUST
UP HERE, BUT I'LL BE
BACK IN JUST A MINUTE.

I PROMISE
I'LL BE BACK FOR YOU.

- ( knocks )
- HEY, I'M IN MY UNDERWEAR,

AND I DON'T WANT
ANY MAGAZINES.

Butchie:
IT'S ME, BILL.

THAT'S BUTCH.

- ARE YOU IN TROUBLE?
- NO.

WELL, MY TESTICLES
ARE ON DISPLAY
TO THE NEIGHBORHOOD.

GET IN HERE.

THAT GUY JOHN IS MISSING,
MY SURF STUDENT
FROM CINCINNATI.

- WHERE'S YOUR SON?
- HE WAS SURFING WITH SAMMY
AND THEM, MY MOM SAID.

IN RELATION TO THAT GUY
GOING MISSING,

WHEN IS THE LAST TIME
YOU SAW SHAUN?

- LAST NIGHT.
- IT'S KAI, CISSY.

IF YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED,
I'M LATE FOR WORK.

I HEAR SHAUNIE
GOT WET THIS MORNING,

HE GET ANY
GOOD ONES?

SHE'S GOT A COUPLE
OF BRAINS-- WHAT'S SHE
DOING WITH YOU?

ANYWAYS,
I'M HELPING BUTCHIE

LOOK FOR HIS LOOPY FRIEND.

AT THE SHOP-- SHAUNIE?

NOT ABDUCTED;
THAT WAS MY CONCERN.

NOW THIS JOHN
WHO IS MISSING

AND NOT A PERVERT--
WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HIM?

HE'S GOT A CREDIT CARD
WITH HIS NAME ON IT.

YEAH, "JOHN MONAD."

YOU FOUND
NO OCCASION

TO GARNER
FURTHER INFORMATION
FROM OTHER I.D.?

WELL, I ASKED HIM
STRAIGHT OUT, BILL,

AND HE SAYS,
"I DON'T KNOW,
BUTCHIE, INSTEAD."

WELL, THAT WOULD
RAISE THE QUESTION
OF MENTAL HEALTH.

SHOULD WE NOTIFY
THE COPS HE'S LOST?

HUH?
YOU GOT A PHOTOGRAPH?

UH, NO.

ANYWAYS, THEY WON'T
LIST HIM FOR 24 HOURS.

I'LL GIVE THEM
AN INFORMAL HEADS-UPPING,

NOT THAT THEY PAY
ATTENTION TO ME ANYWAY.

OKAY.
THANKS, BILL.

IT'S HIS ATTITUDE ANYWAYS--
HE'S GOING TO END UP ON THE
WRONG END OF A NIGHTSTICK.

( mimics John )
"I GOT MY EYE ON YOU."

SEE YOU, BILL.

- WHOA, WHAT'S
YOUR GODDAMN HURRY?
- WE GOTTA GO LOOK FOR JOHN.

WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE,
AN INFORMATION BOOTH
BOLTED TO THE FLOOR?

- AM I A RECENT AMPUTEE?
- DO YOU WANT TO GO
LOOK WITH US?

HOW IS THAT GOING TO
AUGMENT THE EFFECTIVENESS?

WE DIVIDE THE COMMUNITY
INTO QUADRANTS.

GOOD. GREAT.
THAT WAY BILL
CAN'T HIT US.

SARCASTIC--
THAT'S HOW HE
GOT SO SUCCESSFUL.

OKAY, GOING OUT
TO HELP THESE TWO.

SOMETHING NEW
EVERY DAY.

( door opens )

CLOSED.

THE ALTERNATIVE
"APOCATHARY"?

APOTHECARY,

AND THEY'RE PRETTY CASUAL
ABOUT THEIR BUSINESS HOURS.

WHAT DO YOU
THINK ABOUT

MY LEVITATION?

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO THINK...

LIKE ALWAYS.

YOU KNOW,
YOU FEEL OVER THE YEARS--

I DON'T KNOW--
THAT MAYBE SOMETHING
ABOUT YOU IS SPECIAL.

AND YOU ASSUME,
I GUESS,

THAT THE THING
THAT'S SPECIAL HAS
TO DO WITH...

WHAT YOU'RE GOOD AT.

SURFING.

AND NOW

MAYBE IT TURNS OUT
I GO UP IN THE AIR,

SHAUN HEALS,
AND MAYBE

ALL ALONG

THIS FEELING
OF BEING SPECIAL

WASN'T ABOUT ATHLETICS

OR YEARS OF
SPIRITUAL DISCIPLINE.

MAYBE IT'S ABOUT FAMILY.

DO YOU WANT
TO STAY HERE, MITCH?

YOU SEE WHAT
I'M SAYING THOUGH?

- YEAH, I DO.
- NO, RIGHT?
I MEAN,

- I GO UP IN THE AIR.
- SHAUNIE HEALS,
YEAH, I KNOW.

AND THE JOKER
IN THE DECK IS THIS...

JOHN.

- BUTCHIE'S FRIEND.
- WHAT'S HIS CONNECTION
TO THE FAMILY?

'CAUSE WHENEVER
I SEE HIM

HE LOOKS AT ME LIKE
HE KNOWS SOMETHING
ABOUT ME

THAT I HAVEN'T
EVEN KNOWN MYSELF.

HE SURE IS
AN AMAZING SURFER.

HOW WOULD YOU
KNOW THAT?

DON'T GET A RESTRAINING
ORDER OR ANYTHING,

BUT I HAVE
BEEN WATCHING YOU.
A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO?

OH, YEAH, WHEN YOU
WERE WATCHING ME.

MAYBE IT IS
ABOUT HOW I SURF

AND SHAUN
BEING MY GRANDSON.

I'D LIKE
TO STAY HERE, I THINK.

I MEAN...

JUST TILL WE GET
THIS ALL KIND OF...

FIGURED OUT.

I DON'T MEAN
EVERY SINGLE NIGHT.

I WONDER IF
THE STORE'S OPEN YET--

WHERE YOU GET
YOUR POULTICE?

( ballad playing )

Vietnam Joe:
I'M SORRY ABOUT
THE BUMPS.

I'M SORRY
I CAN'T HELP.

John:
PULL OVER, JOE.

JOE, PULL OVER.

( engine stops )

YOU CAN HELP.

GOOD AFTERNOON.

UH... HELLO.

THOSE ARE
BEAUTIFUL ROSES.

YOU WANT A CATALOG?

- A CADILLAC?
- YES.

SOMETIMES I'VE--

- OH, A "CATALOG."
- YES.

YES, OF COURSE,
I WOULD--

THANK YOU.
I'LL HAVE A CATALOG.

EH...

IS THIS THE WAY
TO THE SNUG HARBOR MOTEL?

YES.

THAT'S WHERE I'M GOING.

GONNA LOOK IN
ON BUTCHIE YOST.

I'M A PHYSICIAN.

HE HAVE SOME...
FESTERING IMPLANTS.

THANK YOU FOR THIS.
I'LL FILL THIS OUT.

I'M SURE
THERE'S SOME WONDERFUL
PRODUCTS IN HERE.

- THOSE ARE BEAUTIFUL ROSES.
- THANK YOU.

I GUESS I'LL WAIT HERE.

IF HE CALLS BY THE SURF SHOP,
I'LL CALL YOU RIGHT AWAY.

- YOU'RE GONNA GO OVER THERE?
- ONLY SIX HOURS LATE TO WORK.

WELL, NO, GOOD.
YOU KNOW, IN CASE HE SHOWS UP.

YOU KNOW,
I'LL CATCH YOU LATER.

THANKS FOR
WALKING WITH ME.

WELL, THANKS FOR THE PECK.

I KNOW, RIGHT?
WHAT THE FUCK
WAS THAT ABOUT?

ABOGADO DICKSTEIN.

HOW ARE THINGS, RAMON?

WHAT'S GOING ON
IN THE WORLD?

BUTCHIE'S IN HIS PLACE
WITH THAT BLOND.

PREVIOUSLY
THEY WERE LOOKING
FOR HIS SURF STUDENT.

THEN THE HAWAIIANS
OVER THERE ARE WORKING
ON THEIR TAN.

SOME DAY YESTERDAY.

AND HOW.

YESTERDAY WAS
A THREE-RING CIRCUS.

Palaka:
HERE'S THAT PHYSICIAN.

THE PHYSICIAN.

FORGET SOMETHING, DOC?

I LEFT MY DIGNITY.

I WAS WONDERING
IF BUTCHIE HAD COME BACK.

HE GOT COMPANY NOW--
A YOUNG LADY.

AHH.

'SCUSE ME.

( honks )

EL JEFE.

GOOD DAY.

Dickstein:
MR. CUNNINGHAM--

THE NEW OWNER
OF THE MOTEL.

AH.

AS I RISK REPEATING.

( Palaka coughs )

( clears throat )

DOC, HOW ARE YOU?

GOOD AFTERNOON.
GOOD AFTERNOON.

I'D LIKE FOR US ALL
TO WORK TOGETHER,

AND I'VE BLURTED IT OUT,
AND I'M GLAD.

( hawking )

THE NAME'S PALAKA, DOC.

NO REASON
THAT YOU'D REALIZE,

BUT LAST NIGHT YOU
WERE TALKING TO BUTCHIE;
I WAS UNDER THAT HALF-PIPE.

YOU WANT ME
TO EXAMINE YOUR WRIST?

OH, DO YOU DO
INFORMAL DIAGNOSISES?

I THOUGHT YOU
ALREADY EMPLOYED US.

LET'S CONSIDER
WE'RE PERMANENTLY
ASSOCIATED.

OH, IS THAT TOO
OVERTLY GAY?

WHAT ASSOCIATION
DO YOU ENVISION?

OH, A WORKING
BUSINESS PARTNERSHIP.

I'M REFERRING
TO THE PHRASING
OF THE OFFER.

( brakes squeak )

( engine stops )

BUTCHIE YOST?

IN HIS ROOM.

APPRISING HIM ON
THE RESULTS OF A SEARCH.

NO CELL PHONE.

I SUPPOSE YOU GOT
TO EXPLAIN THAT,
THESE DAYS.

I COULD GIVE
LESS OF A SHIT.

HE'S WITH THAT
STRANGE-HAIRED GIRL.

DOING WHAT?

HOW THE FUCK
WOULD I KNOW?

- EARACHE... RINGING.
- GETTING BACK
TO THE WRIST,

YOU REALLY SHOULD HAVE
THIS X-RAYED AND SET.

WELL, I SHOULD FILE
TAX RETURNS TOO, DOC.

- THE GOVERNMENT,
ALL THESE YEARS--
- ( van honks )

WHAT IS THIS NONSENSE NOW?

EXCUSE ME.

I FUCKING TOUCHED HIM
AND HE FUCKING HEALED.

I'M A PHYSICIAN.
WHAT'S THE PROBLEM?

NO PROBLEM, MEDIC.
LET HIM MAKE A FOOL
OUT OF YOU.

DON'T MOVE HIM.
PUT HIM DOWN.

HE AIN'T FUCKING HURT.

John:
YOU HELPED ME, JOE.

NOW YOU KEEP MOUTHING OFF
LIKE THAT, FRAT BOY,

AND I'M LIABLE
TO KNOCK YOU OUT.

- Smith: DO YOU FEEL ANY PAIN?
- John: I DON'T FEEL ANY PAIN.

IT'S BULLSHIT, RIGHT?

IT'S A HEALED WOUND
WITH FRESH BLOOD.

I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS.

PHONIED-UP GAG.

IT'S A BUNCH
OF GODDAMN NONSENSE.

WELL, WHATEVER'S
HAPPENED,

YOU SEEM TO BE
ALL RIGHT NOW.

WELL, I GUESS
IT'S TIME TO IDENTIFY

WHICH WARPED
REAR-ECHELON ASSHOLE

AT THE V.F.W. BAR
WHERE I DRINK

THOUGHT SOMETHING
I CONFIDED ABOUT
EVENTS IN-COUNTRY

WAS WORTH ABUSE
FOR THE SAKE OF
A FUCKING CHUCKLE!

YOU DIDN'T
LEAVE ME BEHIND, JOE.

NOW YOU LISTEN
TO ME, FRAT BOY.

YOU'RE GONNA
TELL ME WHO IT WAS,

AND THEN I AM
JUMPING IN THAT VAN

AND DRIVING
TO THAT GIN MILL

AND I AM GONNA
DO SOME DAMAGE.

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY.

I'M UNDERTAKING
INQUIRIES TOMORROW.

YOU CAN GUARANTEE
THAT GODDAMN MUCH.

( engine starts )

OH GOD,
I'M SORRY, KAI,

BUT I HAVEN'T BEEN HIGH
IN THREE DAYS.

I'LL GET HARD
OVER MUD.

- BUTCHIE?
- WHAT?

LET'S GO TO MY PLACE.

ANYTHING COULD
BE GROWING IN
THOSE SHEETS.

( knocks on door )

BILL JACKS!

COMING, BILL.

WE JUST COMPLETED
OUR QUADRANTS.

SAFE--
I-GOT-MY-EYE-ON-YOU.

- GREAT.
- WHERE WAS HE?

MY GOD,
YOU HAVE AN ERECTION.

HE'S RIGHT OUTSIDE.
JESUS CHRIST.

I WANT TO
BRING DOWN THE HAMMER
BACK AT YOUR PLACE.

WHAT IF IT'S
NOW OR NEVER?

WE'LL GO SEE
HOW HE'S DOING.

YEAH, MAYBE
HE'S HAVING FUN
WITH WHOEVER HE'S WITH.

LET ME JUST...
FIX THIS UNSIGHTLY BULGE.

SO EVERY COLLAR YOU
TOOK IN HAWAII THERE,

THAT SMART MOUTH
BUY YOU A BEATING?

NUH-UH, YOU BOYS
WERE TOO EAGER TO EARN.

BILL'S NOT
FREDDY'S FIRST "BILL."

SEE, I WAS
NEVER THAT TYPE.

THAT'S HOW YOU
GOT YOUR ROLLS ROYCE.

STAY WITH THE TRUCK,
I'M FREE TO BEAT
HUMPS LIKE YOU.

FREDDY'S NOT BILL'S
FIRST "FREDDY."

( chuckling )

John:
YOU'RE IN THE
RIGHT PLACE, DOC.

SO YOU SAY.

TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY.

I SUPPOSE I COULD TAKE
TONIGHT TO FILL OUT
THIS CATALOG.

PUT THAT IN A "P.S."

WHAT THE HELL
HAPPENED TO YOU, MONAD?

- HE'S ALL RIGHT.
- WELL, HIS CLOTHES
ARE SURE FUCKED UP.

( Latino accent )
"THAT'S HOW WE
DO IT IN I.B."

I GOT MY EYE
ON YOU, BILL.

WE'VE GOT ALL THREE
RINGS WORKING NOW.

Butchie:
CHECK OUT THE PORSCHE.

THAT CHICK
WORKS FOR LINC.

SHE WAS LOOKING
TO SLAP IT ON YOUR DAD.

CASS NEEDS
A PLACE TO WORK.

Butchie:
WHAT THE FUCK?

Kai:
IS SHE SLAPPING IT
ON HIM TOO?

LOOK AT MY MAN JOHN.

STYLING
AND PROFILING, BABY.

- I GUESS I'LL SAY GOODBYE.
- OKAY, DOC.

HOW'S THE IMPLANTS?

YEAH, GOOD.
NO HEAT OR SMOKE
ALL DAY.

WE GOT A POSITION
FOR A HOUSE PHYSICIAN?

VROOM-VROOM.

- ( engine starts )
- I'LL STOP BY AND
SEE YOU TOMORROW.

YEAH, I'LL SPEND
THE NIGHT HOPING SOMEBODY
DON'T CUT IN FRONT OF ME.

BUTCHIE WANTS
TO BRING DOWN THE HAMMER.

DO YOU MIND, JOHN?

- I DO MIND.
- NAH, HE DOESN'T MEAN IT.

GET RID OF
THE UNSIGHTLY BULGE.

THE YOST SURFING SCHOOL:

24 HOURS I WILL
HAVE YOU IN THE WATER
OR IN SOME PUSSY.

( door opens )

THE ALTERNATIVE APOTHECARY
HAS THIS LENDING LIBRARY.

- LIGHT READING.
- SWEET.

"LEVITATION
FOR THE ILLUMINATED."

BUT...

YOU KNOW, I DON'T THINK
YOU SHOULD STAY HERE.

SURE.

WHY?

HE NEEDS
A PLACE TO STAY.

HE'S ALL RIGHT.

YEAH, HE LOOKS GREAT.

I'LL BE RIGHT BACK.

THE JOKER IN THE DECK.

I'D BETTER HAVE
A GOOD HEALTH PLAN.

( bags rustling )

DO YOU NEED
TO STAND ASIDE FOR ME
TO PASS, OR ARE YOU--

YOU JUST GOING TO PART
LIKE THE RED SEA?

I'LL SPARE YOU
THE CANDLES,

BUT YOU CAN'T SAY
THE MUSIC BLOWS.

DEAL.

AND NO FUCKING
LAUGHING, BUTCHIE.

COME ON, KAI.

( romantic music playing )

WAS THIS PLAYING THE FIRST
TIME I THREW UP ON YOU?

IT WAS PLAYING
AT OUR JUNIOR PROM.

I MISSED
OUR JUNIOR PROM.

YEAH.

AND NO FREAKING OUT
ABOUT MY PIERCINGS.

YOU'RE KIDDING, RIGHT?

KNOWING ABOUT THEM
IS ONE THING,

SEEING THEM IS DIFFERENT.
NO FREAKING OUT.

ALL MY LADIES
SET OFF THE AIRPORT
METAL DETECTORS

OR THEY'RE NOT
MY LADIES LONG.

AND LET ME SAY THIS:

WITH THE COMPACT
METAL DETECTOR RIGHT
HERE IN MY TONGUE,

I WILL FIND EVERYWHERE
YOUR METAL MAY BE HIDDEN.

BARRY WHITE
IS IN THE HOUSE.

I THREW MITCH OUT.

GOOD THINKING.

( sighs )

YOU KNOW YOU'RE
FUCKING FIRED, RIGHT?

I MEAN, YOU'RE NOT
THAT BONE-FUCKING-STUPID

TO THINK I WOULD
KEEP YOU ON THE PAYROLL.

WHAT GUTS.

WHAT HONESTY,
WHAT INTELLIGENCE,

WITHOUT THE VAGUEST IDEA
OF WHAT IS HAPPENING.

BEING SURE, IT MEANS
YOU NEED TO BE BROKE.

A COUPLE OF STRANGE THINGS
HAPPEN, YOU DECIDE

GOD'S TAKING OVER
FOR SANTA, DECIDING WHO'S
NAUGHTY AND NICE.

HE'S FIRING UP
THAT COAL LOG TO BURN
THE NAUGHTY IN HELL.

( clattering )

SHALL WE TRY IT AGAIN?

THROUGH THE DOOR?

I'LL WORK
OVER HERE, JOHN.

AND THEN YOU'LL
SLEEP OVER HERE

WHILE I SLEEP
ON THE BED.

WILL YOU MIND SLEEPING
ON THE FLOOR HERE?

SEE GOD, KAI.

"CASS."

SEE GOD, CASS.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

WORK OVER THERE.

SWEET ENOUGH
LOOK TO HIS MUG,
I-GOT-MY-EYE-ON-YOU,

WHEN HE RESTRAINS HIMSELF
FROM RUNNING HIS MOUTH.

FAR AS HIM
BEING STABBED,

I'M NOT DOUBTING
IT COULD'VE BEEN A HOAX.

I DON'T SUBSCRIBE
IT DEFINITELY WAS...

( slicing apple )

...BEING I AND A BIRD
OF MY ACQUAINTANCE

KNOW A BOY WHO
SURVIVED FATAL INJURY,

FOLLOWING THE BIRD'S
OWN RESURRECTION.

SOLE CHANGE FROM WHAT
I SAID TO YOU PREVIOUS, ZIP:

LAST OVERLAP
BETWEEN ME AND THE YOSTS,

BUTCHIE ASKING MY HELP
WITH THAT SEARCH.

A "P.S.,"
MY ASSISTANCE--

AN END
TO THE CONCLUDING CHAPTER,

THE FINAL COMPLETION
AND FINISH.

THAT IS SENSELESS
AND OFFENSIVE.

I DEAL WITH THAT SHITBIRD
ONLY TO PUT HIM IN BRACELETS,

AND I'M SURPRISED
YOU'D NEED ME TO SAY SO.

( Zip squawks )

IS WHAT YOU ENVISION
RELATIVE TO THOSE PEOPLE...

I BALANCE THE HAWAIIAN'S
BAD INFLUENCE?

WELL, THAT, ZIP,
WOULD OUTSTRIP BY
A FULL TRIPLE-SOMERSAULT

EVERY PREVIOUS UNLIKELY
SET OF CIRCUMSTANCES.

Freddy: YEAH.

OTHERWISE I'D HAVE
A MOMENT'S PEACE TO MYSELF.

CUP OF JOE...

WINCHELL'S
ASSORTED DOZEN.

WHERE'S THE DWARF
WITH THE DANGLING ARM?

HE'S IN OUR
SHARED BATHROOM.

I'M HERE ON ORDERS
FROM MY BIRD.

IF YOU'RE WAITING
FOR ME TO ASK YOU WHAT
YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT,

PLAN ON FALLING OVER DEAD
BEFORE I DO.

MY BIRD ZIPPY
CONVEYED TO ME,

DESPITE THE OBVIOUS
DISSIMILARITIES
BETWEEN US,

WE BECOME FRIENDS.

HE USED THE WORD
"DISSIMILARITIES"?

HE CONVEYED.
HE CONVEYED--

- I NEVER SAID
HE SPOKE.
- OH.

NOT THAT WHAT ELSE
HE CAN DO, HE COULDN'T
SPEAK IF HE WANTED TO,

AND DO KNITTING
TO KEEP HIMSELF BUSY.

MAYBE HE CONVEYED
TO MAKE FRIENDS

WITH A DIFFERENT FREDDY,
YOUR TELEPATHIC BIRD.

YOU'D THINK THAT,
YOU DEGENERATE NITWIT.

WHAT, IS THERE
A ROOM OF FREDDYS
SOMEWHERES AROUND HERE?

- WHAT IS THAT,
A MUSTANG PULLED IN HERE?
- YEAH.

THE MAKE OF THE CAR IS WHAT
I'M PAYING ATTENTION TO.

I'M LOOKING
FOR BUTCHIE YOST.

I'M HIM...

IF HE DON'T OWE YOU MONEY.

HE'S NOT HIM.
BUTCHIE'S NOT HERE.

( sighs )

YOU... CARE
TO LEAVE A MESSAGE?

ON MY FACE?
WITH YOUR ASS?

- JESUS CHRIST,
JESUS CHRIST!
- ( car starting )

WHAT MY BIRD WAS THINKING
TO DISPATCH ME TO YOU,

I HAVEN'T THE VAGUEST
GODDAMN IDEA.

( engine roars )

I GOT A LIZARD BACK HOME,
CHANGES SHAPES.

CHAMELEONS,
THEY CALL THEM.

( pop music playing )