All language subtitles for Twisted Metal S01E06us

Sector 5 harvesting
will conclude in ten minutes.

- You heard him. Ten minutes.

Deposit all
crops before curfew.

Hurry up! No slacking!

Get back to work!

- Daniel, you dead idiot.

I told you to stay
out of the deep end.

Dude, where you been?

- I got us a contract.
- Fuck off!

- We're both about to fuck off.

Four years, and then we get

two acres of pristine
beachfront O.C. property

as our reward.

- "The female has been
assigned to domestic work.

"The male, food service."

We got to do four
years of this shit?

- We've been stuck in these
fields since we were kids.

Did you not hear what I said
about beachfront property?

Once we're done, it's blue
skies and yellow sands

for the rest of our lives.

- What about Adrian?

- Come on, Adrian? It
doesn't mean anything.

We're just having a little fun.

- I know. We share a wall.

Do you two
assholes ever shut up?

Don't have me report you.

- Mind your fucking
business, Tobin!

- Don't make me shove this
up your urethra, Tobin.

- No one even likes you!
Why are you even talking?

- Come on, man.

We're packing our bags,
and we're getting out.

- Do I get a say in this
at all or what, huh?

- What are you
gonna say, fuckhead?

That you're not interested
in a better life?

That you don't want to be happy?

You seriously wanna spend
the rest of your days

becoming shriveled up
and useless like Tobin?

- I heard that.

- We wanted you to hear it!
- She wanted you to hear it.

Okay, let's do it.

But you're finishing
off our work

for the rest of the day.

- Done. Pick em up, fuckhead.

- Fuck. My head.

Quiet?

- Why are we here?

- We're okay.

- Are you sure?

- Yeah.

He left a note.

"The astral nauts
of store LIS004

"have left this ruined world

"to ascend to our new home
on the two-ringed planet.

"I, Zachary, await an escape
pod for my mortal flesh.

"Please do not move me."

See? They ascended.
We're good.

Fine. I'll take
out the leftovers.

Come on, Zach.

Oh, these bones
feel like spaghetti.

You're lucky I got
you out of Topeka.

Stone almost smoked
your ass, right?

Ow! What's that for?

- I had him! That was my kill.

- Who, Stone? Are
you delusional?

When I saw you, your
car was sideways

and you were covered with blood.

Matter of fact,
you're still bleeding.

- At least he's dead, right?

- Stone? Yeah.

Maybe.

Now that I think of it, no.

- What the fuck, John?
- I was busy trying

to get your ass out of
that amusement park alive.

The fact that we're
both standing here,

I think I made the right call.

- That wasn't your call to make.

- Says the asshole
who poisoned me.

- And I told you not
to come back for me.

- Well, I ignored that.
- Why?

- Because it was a stupid
fucking thing to say.

- Well, you're fucking stupid.

- Well, so are you.

- Do you think something's
about to happen?

Because it definitely is.

- It's been a while since I...
- Why do you talk so much?

Ugh! Ahh! Oh, nasty!

- Giselle?
You majestic bitch.

It has been
forever. Mwah. Mwah.

Oh, my God, I love
your earrings.

I treated myself to
a new necklace too.

Idiot didn't finish her chores.

Oh, my God, I'm starving.

I want a number
one, no bun, fries.

Atkins, right?

Hello!

I totally can see
you holding the tray.

- May I have your
attention, please?

Excuse me, everyone.

I was just informed there's
an active shooter nearby.

Yes, another one.

Now, we're totally safe,
but as a precaution,

we will be locking down.

Now until we get the
all clear, please enjoy

endless Shooting Star
fries on the house.

- Oh, my God, I totally will.

Yes.

- How we doin', folks?
- Good, thanks.

- Can I get you some more fries?

- That
would be awesome.

- Well, that complicates things.

- Hey, you're awake.

Where are you going?

- I-I gotta go.

- Are you seriously
going back to him?

- You don't understand.

Bye.

- Goddamn balls.

Next time you see Stone,
he'll give you a bullet enema,

if you're lucky.

- Not if I give him one first.

- Yeah, like you'll get within
ten miles of Officer Psychopath

after the shit you pulled.

- What was that?
- Shit.

We need to get inside right now.

That's a Watkyn's storm.

- Well, bad ass,
what's the plan?

Only a complete idiot
would go out in this.

- Isn't that your car out there?

- Shit!

Oh, fuck!

Evelyn!

- Man, he runs weird.

- Ow! Jesus!

- Oh, Zachary.

That's why you
shouldn't join cults.

- Oh, fuck me.
Fell on my burn.

That's what I get
for saving your life.

- Oh, thank you.

This is why I tell you
to drink less water.

Just go.

- I missed you
too, little bunny.

You holding up okay?

No one even comes back here.

Come on. It's
been three years.

Let me hear that
annoying-ass voice of yours.

Please?

It's me.

See? They can't take
everything away.

See? You're still the
same annoying pest

who's great at
slicing tree fruit

and even better at making Tobin
feel like a piece of shit.

Hey. Hey.

Hey, when my manager
isn't looking,

I fart on his lunch. Yeah.

Yeah, but I'm not talking,
like, a one-cheek squeak.

I'm talking like a full,
bullhorn fucking blast.

There you
are. There you are.

Jesus, these morons.

I gotta do everything myself.

The hell are you
two doing back here?

You're not allowed here.

Oh, your keeper's
not gonna be happy.

- Don't touch her!

- Know your place!

How dare you speak...

Oh, we are not done.

- All of this is lies. Lies!

- It's okay, everyone.

Reaper should be
here any moment.

I hope.

- You promised me! I
gave you four years.

Where's my beach? My freedom?

That contract is bullshit!
All of this is bullshit!

- Well, that was stressful.

Anywho, lockdown's lifted.
You're all free to go.

And, please, grab
a Black Hole burger

for the road.

Just you wait.

- Just give me the napkin.

- No, I don't want your help.

- You need it.
- Do I?

I'll show you.

- You've done this
before, haven't you?

What is a Watkyn's
storm, anyway?

- A nuclear plant in
Watkyn's Harbor exploded

when the power went out,

poisoned the atmosphere.

The further east you
go, the worse it gets,

so we just got to
wait it out a while.

- How long is a while?

Oh, my God.

- Oh, lucky shot.
- Really?

You wanna make it interesting?

- Okay.

I sink it, I get to ask
you whatever I want.

You sink it, same deal.

- Fine. You go first.

You fucker.

You played me.
- Me? No!

That was just luck.
But since you lost,

what's the coolest
place you've ever been?

- Are you seriously not
gonna ask me my first name?

- Oh, shit. Wait, no.
- Nope!

Disneyland.
- What's that?

- You never heard of Disneyland?

I went there when I was a kid.

Before the fall.
Lots of kids did.

It had a castle, rides,
princesses, Mickey Mouse.

- Why did this
mouse have a name?

Why was he so special?
- Excuse me.

Mickey was very cool.

He had a snappy little tux,

and he gave very good hugs, too.

- You hugged a giant
mouse? That's disgusting.

I would never take a child
to this land of monsters.

- It was the happiest place
on earth, motherfucker.

Let me guess, the coolest
place you've ever been

is up your own ass.

- Ah, ah, ah, play the game.

The Container Store.

- The Container Store?
- Yes.

Picture a store full of
plastic containers, dispensers,

big, small, all
different colors.

When I get my own spot
in New San Francisco,

everything is gonna have
its own place to go.

- Do you own anything of value?

- Ah... You already
asked your question.

Now it's my turn.

- What do you mean you've
never stepped in the ocean?

- Never have and never will.

- What? Why?
- Ghosts.

The ghosts in the ocean?

- There aren't any fucking
ghosts in the ocean!

- Have you ever
been to the ocean?

It's dark, man.
Look, the shadows

are the perfect breeding
ground for spirits.

And, have you ever
heard of ghost ships?

Who the fuck do you think
are piloting those ships?

Dolphins?
- You fucking dunce.

- You don't have to laugh, man.
- Yes, I do.

That is the dumbest
shit I've ever heard.

Next, you're gonna
tell me you believe in

life on other planets.

Oh, fuck off!
- Not aliens like this.

But come on, you mean to tell me

that you think we're the only
ones in the whole universe?

Just us? It's a sad way of
thinking, if you ask me.

- You'd rather
believe in aliens?

- I rather believe
we're not in it alone.

- Oh, well, we're not alone,

because, you know, ocean ghosts.

- Have you ever been to
the bottom of the ocean,

or space?
- Not lately.

- So you don't know
what's out there, do you?

- I'll give you that.
- Thank you.

- I never saw a Watkyn's
storm before today, obviously.

- But I've never seen
a llama and a goat

in the same room
at the same time.

And if we're being honest...

I think they're
the same animal.

- I've never broken my arm.

- I've never ridden a bicycle.

- I've never seen snow.

- I've never seen a baby pigeon.

- I've never fucked in
a ball pit... twice.

- Neither have I.

- Nope, nope, nope, nope,
nope. The other way.

Left, left.

Oh my God! Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

You know what it was?

It was that motherfucker's
teeth, you know?

Like they would have been
okay on somebody else's face,

a bigger face.

Anyway, Adrian was
the last person

that I had sex with, and
it just wasn't very good.

- What, the teeth
got in the way?

- Think about it.
- Oh!

- Yes, they did.

Hey, you were right.

I should have thanked you.
- Thank me for what?

Saving your ass or
crushing that ass?

- Gross!

- Look, I was thinking, um...

- Oh, I'm sorry,

is John Doe the motor
mouth actually tongue tied?

Oh, my goodness.

Come on, man, spit it out!

You're giving me blue balls.

- You should come with me.

- What?
- Do this delivery with me.

Look, the only reason
we've made it this far

is because we've had each other.

- I can't.
- No, we could be partners.

- Partners?

What would I get out
of being your partner?

- What would you get?

You'd get this.

This delivery gets me
into New San Francisco.

It could get you in, too.

You can have a better
life on the inside.

Security, safety.
- No.

I've been on the inside.
I know what it's like.

- No, no, no. New San Francisco
is different than the O.C.

- You don't know that.
- I do.

I've seen it with my own eyes.

- You really think you
know everything, don't you?

- Well, in this case, I do.

- I can't come with you.

- Okay. Okay, okay, okay,

look, even if you
go back to Stone,

and even if you
succeed in killing him,

which you won't, by the way...
- Fuck you, I won't.

- There'll always
be another Stone,

and another and another.
Trust me, it's not worth it.

- You don't understand.

- Look, I spent decades dealing
with guys just like Stone.

You think he's the only
crazy asshole out here?

I don't want that life anymore.

That's why I'm doing this,
to find a better one.

- There's nothing better!

I tried to find
something better,

and I got my brother killed.

- Look, you're
carrying too much,

the jacket, your guilt.

You can't carry around
t-the burden of your brother

for the rest of your life!

- Well, that's easy
for you to say.

You never had a brother.
You never had anyone.

- Well, at least I'm
not a stubborn asshole

with a death wish because she's
feeling sorry for herself.

- I don't feel sorry for myself.

- Well, you could've fooled me.

- You know what? I
don't fuckin' need this.

As soon as that
storm's over, I'm gone.

- Fine, you're slowing
me down anyway!

What are you looking at?

- No, no, no.

- So I'm sick of looking
at your shitty face!

But first, for my collection.

Good.

He's all yours.

What the?

- I'm-I'm not leaving
without you...

fuckhead.

- Thanks, little bunny.

- I wanted a better life for us,

and this isn't it.

Let's go find one.

- Stop moving!

- I can't get comfortable.

Stop moving!

- I can't sleep because of you!

Go to sleep!

- I'm hungry.

Cocksucker.

Fucking piece of
shit! Goddammit!

Fuck you, you
stupid motherfucker.

Piece of dog shit! God!

Oh!

Fucking piece of shit.

God, come on.

Fuck!

Goddammit, why won't
this shit work?

- The gas must be out.

I can help.

- I don't need
your help. Fuck.

- You don't have to
carry that alone.

- Watch me.

- Come on, you're gonna
hurt yourself. Let...

- I said, I got it!

- Quiet, you have to let go.

- I can't just let go, John.

- Yes, you can.

- I can't.

- How is it?

- It's good.
- Yeah?

- Yours?

- I'm eatin' the
same thing as you.

- You were right.

We are not alone.

- Told you.

Damn.

Hello, Zachary.

Fucking dork.

- Hey, Sleeping Beauty,

I thought we were on a timeline.

- Oh, it's "we" now?
- Don't make it weird.

- Anything you say, partner.

So, New Chicago?
- New Chicago.