All language subtitles for Young Rock s03e12 Chest to Chest.eng

- I have to say,
I'm a little surprised

to see you back here, Dwayne.

- I'm also back here.

- Less surprising
for whatever reason.

- You know, we were
on our way to the plane,

and I started to think
about what you were telling me

about your family.
- Sorry to intrude,

but Bibi Storrs has arrived.
- Bibi Storrs?

- Hey!

Thanks so much for having me.
I had a great flight.

I turned on "Hussies"
and went straight so sleep.

- It is so nice to meet you.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm just wrapping up here.
I'll be with you in one moment.

- Oh, no problem at all.

Hey, Randall.
Is that Dwayne Johnson?

Bibi Storrs.
- Bibi--

hear a lot
of great things about you.

- Oh, you may not realize this,

but you just met
your new best friend.

- Hey, best friend.
- Oh, hey!

[laughter]

- Okay, I'll show you
to your room.

- Kay, thank you so much.
- She is the host

of my favorite morning show.

She's actually my favorite star
after you, Dwayne.

- Ah.
[laughter]

Thank you.
- Yeah, my guess is

that Taft sent her
here as a backup,

you know, and try to
get that trade deal done.

- Ah...
- We cohost

the same morning show.

- "Chatterbox"?
[scoffs] No.

[laughs]
- Yes, it's called

"Chatterbox with Randall Park
and Bibi Storrs."

- Seriously?
- Yeah, I mean, that sounds

like a fun show.
I gotta watch it.

[laughter]
- I'm sorry--

so you were saying
about my family?

- Yes, so I was thinking

about what you were telling me
about your family

and the legacy
of their business,

and it very much so reminded me
of my own family,

particularly a time
when we were living in Hawaii.

After months of fighting,

my mom and dad had
put their frustrations

with Lars Anderson aside

and settled their issues
with my grandmother.

But the fans never knew that.

- This is a great illustration

of the different kind
of bodies

that can succeed
in pro wrestling.

- Macho Man vs.
the everyman, Lars Anderson.

[crowd shouting]

But wait--but that's

Rocky Johnson
and Jake "The Snake"!

They're WPW wrestlers.

They're not allowed
to be here!

- Make no mistake,
this is an invasion,

an unprecedented
security breach!

- I have never seen
anything like this

in all my years
of pro wrestling!

[electronic music]

- No, Jake!
No, no, put the snake away!

[both grunt]

- That's what
I'm talking about!

♪

This is WPW's house now!

- That whole invasion?

Staged.
PPPW and WPW

were now working together
to build a rivalry storyline

to drum up excitement
for something big:

a Peter Maivia tribute show.

- And to sell the rivalry,

we give every single match
big stakes.

PPPW wrestlers face off
against WPW wrestlers

for island supremacy:
seven matches, seven victors.

Whichever promotion
wins the most matches,

gets control
of Hawaii wrestling--

[stopwatch beeps]
- Time's up.

- Ambitious.
- Very.

- Okay, now, Lah,
your 30 seconds.

- Is the timer sort of,
I don't know, rigid?

- Hey, the system is working.

You and Lah have
equal time to talk,

and I don't have to deal with
you two beefing behind my back.

Bruno?
- Lars, 30 seconds.

[stopwatch beeps]
Go!

- [slurps]

I smoothed things over with
Jim Crockett and the guys--

brought 'em back in the fold.

Extra good news:
he's sending over NWA star

Kerry Von Erich.

- Good job, Lah.

I love any Von Erich.

- They're absolutely
beautiful men.

Um, about Ata's idea--

I mean, seven v. seven
sounds like math.

Wrestling only needs two guys

in trunks,
going chest-to-chest--

[stopwatch beeps]
- Time's up, time's up.

- I say we go with...

Ata's gimmick.

- Yes!

Now, if you wanna
guarantee a sellout,

we can ask Cyndi Lauper
to sing the national anthem.

We talked at Vince's party
in New York.

I think she'd be into it.

- Bold, big, like Peter.

The High Chief approves.

- While my parents and Lars

navigated a tenuous alliance,

I had gone
through a little growth spurt.

Mmm, this papaya
is crazy ripe.

- Did you cut that yourself?

You're not supposed
to play with knives.

- What are you
touching knives for?

- I thought you wanted me
to eat more fruit.

- Canned fruits,
bananas, oranges.

- Pears.
- Plums!

- So how's planning going?

What's do I get to do
for Grandpa's tribute?

- You will be in the ring
with the family

for Peter's ten-bell salute.

- A time-honored method
of honoring those

in the wrestling world
who have passed on.

- Cool, but what else you got?

- What, like a job, job?

- Come on.
I've worked for Grandma.

I'm capable of a lot more
than standing in the ring

and looking handsome as hell.

- Dewey.
[chuckles]

- I'm ready
for real responsibilities.

I'm not a kid anymore.

In fact,
I'm no longer going by Dewey.

That's a child's name.

From now on,

I'm Dwayne.
- Dwayne Johnson?

[chuckles]
That just sounds weird.

- You both came up with it.

- Okay.

Dwayne.

[laughter]

- I just wanted to know
my role,

and they told me
to shut my mouth.

.

- While I was tired of being
treated like a little kid,

my mom set out to pay off

my grandmother's faith in her.

[phone ringing]

- You got Gretchen Calamari.

- Hi, Gretchen.
This is Ata Johnson.

I'm a wrestling promoter.

Are you
Cyndi Lauper's publicist?

- Mm, and Jan Hooks'.

Catch her this summer
in "Wildcats."

- Oh, okay.
Yeah, I will.

Um, so we have
a big wrestling show coming up

out here in Hawaii,
and I know it's a long shot,

but I was just wondering
if Cyndi would maybe--

- Why don't we ask her?

I'll patch you through
to Cyndi right now.

- Oh, really?
Just like that?

- Oh, honestly,

I'm on a little bit of thin ice

with her at the mo'.
I took my gatekeeping

too seriously, and I hung up

on the president of a major
motion picture studio.

Anyway, long story short,
Cyndi Lauper will not be

attending "Police Academy"
with Steve Guttenberg.

[phone rings]

- Who'd you hang up
on this time, Gretch?

- God, it was one time, Cyn.

One time.
- Hi, Cyndi, it's me,

Ata Johnson.
We met at the WWF party

in New York.
- Oh, yeah, of course.

How are ya?

- I'm good, yeah.

So we have
this big wrestling show

coming up out here
to honor my dad,

and you'd be perfect
to come out and sing

the national anthem.
- Oh, wrestling?

Hawaii?
America?

I'm in!

I know Hawaii's in America.

But it's not like
the other parts, you know?

It's detached--like my father,
emotionally.

- Thank you.
[giggles]

Look, I will personally see
to it

that you're taken care of
when you come out--

white glove.

Gloves?
I--sorry, I can't remember

which one.
- Fingerless gloves, hon.

Give Gretchen all the details.

I can't wait!

- She never says bye.

Nice sell job, by the way.

You know, I could throw
Jan Hooks into this deal.

She could use a little sun.
Hmm?

- Uh-huh.

- All right,
just think about it.

Okay, there are
a few important things

that Cyndi needs
for every show:

first off, limo service.

- With Cyndi locked in,

my mom and Lars set out
to build hype

with TV promos.

Lars stayed on brand...

- 'Cause I am
the tower of power,

too sweet to be sour.
Yeah!

- Well, be careful,
because I've got more soul

than I can control!

- Too many words.

Bump chests.

- ♪ I want it

[both grunting]

- Harder.

- While my mom got
a little more creative.

- Time to take out
the WPW trash.

[both grunting]

- Woo!

- So many legends
came to Hawaii

to pay tribute to my grandpa.

- More chest.

- I'm giving it
as much chest as I got, man.

- Sheiky, baby, you are
making me chafe here!

- How am I doing?

- No notes, Sting.

- Then there was
the main event.

- Bold claims
from Lars Anderson!

- Hey, let me
tell you something.

It'll be so easy to take
the belt from this potato...

- Wait, why aren't you the one
winning Grandpa's belt back?

- Bad News trained
under Peter for a long time--

one of his protégés.

But you're a protégé
and his son-in-law.

Shouldn't it be you?

- Look, Lars would never drop
the belt to me.

We hate each other.

So in the spirit
of everyone working together

to honor your grandpa,

this old man had to set
his ego aside for this one.

- Do people
that put their egos aside

usually talk in third person?

- I ain't taking crap from
a kid in white leather pants.

- These came
from the men's section.

- Yeah?
You look like a divorcé

who flew in from Carmel.

Did you lift those
off a Colombian drug lord?

- Beautiful pants, no respect.

- [laughs]

- Peter is so handsome.

- Mm, handsome legs.

- Well, I think
I got the same legs.

[laughter]

- What's that mean?
- Drink, brother.

[laughter]
- I like this guy.

- Staring at the man
or the bread?

- I can't believe
that's Kerry Von Erich.

I have his poster in my room.

- [laughs]
- Should I show him?

No, that's kid stuff.

- Show him.
He's a nice guy.

- All right, just got word
that Ms. Lauper

checked into her suite
in Waikiki.

- And you set up all the things
Cyndi's publicist asked for?

- Got all the mangoes
and everything.

- Perfect.

- Okay, everyone.

Thank you all for being here.

Peter had a very special place

in his heart
for each and every one of you--

even you, Sheik.

[laughter]

- To the High Chief.

- Yes.
- Yeah!

- All right,
who's got a Peter story, huh?

- How 'bout that time
he beat up that dude

who made fun of him
for eating with his bare hands?

[laughter]

- Or maybe
a more appropriate story

for our son to hear.

- I can hear the stories.

What are you talking about?

- Disrespect our culture,

and Peter would defend
the honor of all Samoans.

- With his bare hands
yet again.

[vocalizes crushing]
- Sika!

- What about that story
from the bar in Japan,

where he bite man
through his cheek?

Uh, Billy some--
- [clears throat]

- My frustrations
had reached their peak.

I'm not a little kid!

I can handle the adult stuff.

- I agree.

- You do?
- Yes.

It is time.

Would you do the honor

of bringing Peter's belt
to the ring

to start the ceremony?

[all cheering]

- Let's go.
Whoo!

- That's my boy.

.

- Showtime.

I was excited
about my bigger role:

helping my parents celebrate
my grandfather's legacy.

["Moment of Truth"
by Bob Catley]

♪

- ♪ Got my back
against the wall ♪

- Five minutes till showtime,
people.

Pee now or hold it.

- Gotta go.
Oh, yeah!

- Sheik goes to big stall.

- [clears throat]
Hey, Ata.

We could flip
the Rocky/Macho match

with Andre and Flair.

Flair's much better
when he gets to sleep in.

- It's 4:15 p.m.

- It's Ric Flair.

♪

- Well, I think
we keep it as is.

This makes more sense
for the flow

of the WPW vs. PPPW
scoring system.

Oh, national anthem time.

Can you grab Ms. Lauper
from her dressing room, please?

- Oh, yeah, yeah.
Oh, she ain't in there.

- What?
Why?

- Never showed up.

For some reason,
Jan Hooks is here.

- [laughs]
Now do Kitty Dukakis.

[laughs]

- You said she checked
into the hotel, right?

- Oh, yes, ma'am.
Man, such a shame.

You know, what a waste
of an elegant mango tray

I set up for her.
- You make things

too complicated,
this is what happens.

- Everything okay?
- Uh, no,

Cyndi Lauper is missing,
but don't worry.

I'm gonna go figure it out.

- Just be back for the tribute.
Peter hates tardiness.

- Okay, all right.

[phone rings]

- Gretchen Calamari.

- Hi, Gretchen.
It's Ata.

Um, Cyndi is not here,
and the show is starting.

- Oh, sorry.
Not my job anymore.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
Did she fire you?

- No, no, no, no, no.
I just turned 40,

and I was like,
"What am I doing with my life?"

You know?
So I am about to hop on a plane

to Belize.
I will patch you through

to Cyn-Cyn
for one last hoorah.

[phone rings]
- Four Seasons.

- Mona Flambé's room, please.

[phone rings]

- I already have
plenty of towels.

- No, Cyndi, it's me, Ata.

- I'm here too, Cyn.

- Gretch, how's Belize?

- Not there yet,
but I will send you a postcard

as soon as I land.

- Great, uh, Cyndi,
did our driver not show up?

- He came, but his sign
had my name on it

instead of my alias,
Mona Flambé.

Well, fans saw it, and now
I can't leave the hotel.

- Mona Flambé?

Oh, I thought you said

"mango flambé
in your dressing room."

Okay, well, stay right there.

I'm gonna pick you up
in the alley

outside your hotel.
- All right, sounds good.

- All right,
you two ladies have fun, huh?

- Love ya, Gretch.
- Okay, thanks, Gretchen.

- Love you.
Buh-bye.

- And now, to start the night,

Peter's grandson will bring out

the High Chief's
championship belt!

[all cheering]

[dramatic music]

♪

- It hit me
just how special it was

to be a part of this family...

♪

To inherit the legacy
my grandfather started...

♪

And to carry
that legacy forward.

[cheers and applause]

It felt unbelievable.

Like, almost, I could feel
High Chief watching me.

- High Chief watches
all of our matches.

- When the temperature
in the ring drops dramatically,

it means he's bored.

- Showing respect
to those who came before you

is the most mature thing

a man can do.

Dewey!
[laughter]

- Wh--
is that your son?

Damn, you grew up.

- See?
Cyndi Lauper gets it.

- Yes, he's tall now.
We're all impressed.

Okay, gotta go.
- Oh, bye.

- Folks,
all the old rivalries,

friends, foes, gambling debts

are all out the window.

- Macho Man's body
repels baby oil.

It's spraying onto the fans.

- I think it's genetic.

Sting and Sheik ready in two.
- Okay, she's here.

She's ready.

- Hello, Cyndi.

You look just as beautiful
when you are late.

- Oh, thank you, angel.

- Okay,
so once the ring clears,

Cyndi's gonna go out and sing.

- She's gonna sing
the national anthem

in the middle of the show?

- She's Cyndi Lauper.

Wait,

Rocky just wrestled?

He's not supposed
to be on till later.

- Lah changed it.

The stopwatch ran 30 seconds,
but you didn't object.

- Because I wasn't here!

- It's the fairest system
we have.

- And now,
ladies and gentlemen,

to sing the national anthem,

right now, for some reason:

Miss Cyndi Lauper!

[all cheering]

[laughter]

- All right, Honolulu,

let's see if I can do this

without cursing.

[laughter]

- We were all feeling good

until an old rivalry
reared its head.

[door slams]

Dad, what's wrong?
- I'll tell you what's wrong.

Lars changed the finish.

He's beating Bad News
and keeping Peter's belt.

- Wait, he can do that?

- He's doing it.

Damn it!
I knew this would happen.

A leopard
doesn't change its spots,

especially a lumpy-ass leopard
like Lars.

- I don't know why--
maybe because we were honoring

my grandfather that night--

but I took the move from Lars
as a slap in the face...

Lars!
And I snapped.

How dare you
be so disrespectful

on my grandfather's night!

I'll beat your [bleep] ass!

[all shouting]

.

- Sting's brother-in-law
is from Iran!

I wonder how that's gonna play
into this match.

- While I was going
toe-to-toe with Lars,

my mom was getting things
back on track.

- Ugh, Lars got chip dust
on my clipboard.

- Come to the locker room.

You won't believe
what Dewey just did.

- After the fight,
there was only one person

who came up to talk to me.

- Sticking up
for your grandfather...

Good for you, man.

- Really nice guy,

and one of my heroes.

- There he is.

- Are you okay, Dewey?
Lars, is this true?

- That your kid
tried to get his ass laid out

in front
of the whole locker room?

- You changed the finish
to the main event

without talking to me.
- I made a business decision

when you were off playing

"Lifestyles
of the Rich and Famous"

with Cyndi Lauper.
- More like Lars

looking out for Lars.
- It's the wrong ending

for a tribute show.

They wanna see
a feel-good story.

They want the good guy
to beat the bad guy,

simple as that.
- Oh, we can do that

right here, right now.

- I'm fine with all that.
- Oh, are you?

- Stop!

This fighting is unbecoming

of a night dedicated
to High Chief.

Get your panties
out of bunches.

It is time
for Peter's ceremony.

Now!

- And now a tribute to the life

and legacy of Peter Maivia.

- What started as a great
night for me ended up here:

all of us sad,

mad,

and ashamed

in front of everybody.

Yup, that really happened,

and those were my pants.

- Please rise
for a ten-bell salute to honor

the High Chief.

[bell dinging]

- Seeing how much
my grandfather meant

to all of these guys...

[bell dinging]

To my family...

I couldn't have felt worse
that I had ruined his night.

[bell dings]

- And here we are, folks,
the main event.

One of these gladiators
will bring home

Peter Maivia's
championship belt.

- I'm sorry
I tried to fight Lars.

- It wasn't
the right thing to do,

but believe me,

I understand why you did it.

- Him disrespecting Grandpa
like that just made me so mad.

I wasn't even thinking.
I just--

I don't know.

- Son, you don't think I wanna
fight people all the time?

With these jackhammers
for arms,

I can knock out
every Tom, Dick, and Harry

that pisses me off,
but I don't.

You know why?
- Lawsuits?

- Yes, lawsuits,

but also, part
of being an adult

is setting ego aside,
keeping your cool.

- Right.

- Another part
of being an adult:

don't fight guys
a hundred pounds

above your weight class.

- [scoffs]
I would've had him.

- [scoffs]
No, absolutely not.

I would've been checking you
out of the hospital.

- What?
- [laughs]

- A vicious clothesline!

He's going in for the pin.

One, two,

three.
[bell rings]

And still Polynesian Pacific
Pro Wrestling Champion,

Lars Anderson!

[crowd shouting "Lars"]

- All I wanted to do
was protect

my grandfather's legacy,

but there was nothing
I could do.

- Lars! Lars!

- How is
everyone's night going?

- You got
what you wanted, Lars.

Don't rub it in.

- I don't know
what you're talking about.

- Enough.

All this time, you still
don't understand our business.

It doesn't matter
who Peter's belt is on.

We put it on who we want,
when we want.

- She's right.
It's just business.

- And we take it off
who we want,

when we want.

[dramatic music]

You're right, Lah.

It is just business,

but it's family business.

Next time you want
to change the finish,

you talk to us.

- What do you mean?
I'm the booker.

I make the decisions.

- Not anymore.

Ata decides now.

[rock music]

Now, if you'll excuse us,

I'm going to celebrate
this great night

the way Peter would've wanted:

with family

at Ruth's Chris Steak House.

♪

If Peter was in your shoes,

he would've done
the same thing.

Wouldn't you, High Chief?

- Turns out protecting
Peter's legacy

united the whole family.

But though the show was
a success,

my family's
wrestling promotion

never got back on its feet,

and instead of capitalizing

on the wrestling boom
of the mid-'80s,

we took a financial hit
we never recovered from,

which brings me right back
to you and your family

and your country's
coffee legacy.

Prime Minister,
you and your country

now have all the leverage,

and if there's anything that
you've taken from my story,

it's that if you don't strike
while the iron's hot,

then the moment
can pass you by.

What if we imported
the Gjelgjiughm coffee method

to the United States?
- Yes, but Dwayne,

the method is very complex.

- That's why you'll send us
a select group of emissaries

who will oversee the growing.

In exchange
for the stewardship,

Gjelgjiughm will receive
a percentage of profit

for every coffee crop.

[dramatic music]

- Let me think on it, and we
can reconvene in the morning?

- Hey, I just wanted to say
thank you for my robe.

- Oh...
- It is the best robe

I have ever put on my body.

- [laughs]
- Go ahead.

Touch my sleeve.
- I don't need to touch

your robe, because
I also have a robe, Bibi!

- Oh, there's my diva!

I have missed this energy.

[cackling]

- Just--it'll keep going.

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