All language subtitles for The Bionic Woman S03E01 The Bionic Dog 1 1080p BluRay FLAC2 0 H 264-BTN (1)_track5_[eng]

Ninety miles an hour.
He was the fastest animal alive.

[upbeat music]

- [barking]
- He doesn't like you, does he?

And I'm not about to get
near that bionic jaw.

Rudy's afraid Max
is experiencing bionic rejection.

And he thinks this can happen to me.

- [glass shattering]
- [whooshing]

Lady, your dog's tearing your car apart.

Call security. Meet me
down at the jeep right away.

We've gotta get that dog.

I'm going to put him away.
I have to do that autopsy.

Well, what are you gonna do
when I start to reject?

You gonna put me away too?

[theme music]

[beeping]

[beeping]

[monitor beeping]

[whirring]

[music continues]

[Jaime] That enough?

[Rudy] Enough? You just started.

- [Jaime chuckles] How much longer?
- [Rudy] Forty seconds.

I need at least a minute
to run a cardiovascular check.

In a minute I could be dead, Rudy.

Why don't I do it with my bionic arm?

Or I could just jog in place for you.

- Jog in place?
- Yeah.

Sure, your atomic-powered bionics
don't exactly strain your heart.

Now just keep going.

Okay, that's it.

Hallelujah. How'd I do?

[Rudy sighs]

Not very well, I'm afraid. You're...

Probably just out of shape.

[chuckles]

[Jaime] Out of shape, huh?

[whooshing]

[whooshing]

[clears throat]

[clears throat]

Does this look like a woman
out of shape to you, hmm?

Put it down.

[whooshing]

Boy, are you irritable.

What do you mean "probably"?
ls there something wrong with me?

Just that you run a bigger risk
of bionic rejection

if you're not in good health.

Now, it's my job to keep
your bionics in shape.

But it's your job to keep
the rest of you that way.

You got it?

Yeah, I got it.

I got time to take a shower
before the next test?

Uh...

Oh, come on, I'd smell a lot better.

[scoffs] Okay, but make it fast.

Oscar's meeting us in the audio lab
in half an hour.

Okay, I will jog all the way. Bye.

[tense music]

[door closes]

[bionic ear beeping]

[music continues]

- [bionic ear beeping]
- [dog whining]

[Crosby] Come on, Max.
Jump over it, boy. Come on.

- [bionic ear beeping]
- [handler] Give up, Crosby.

He's wasting our time.

I wish they'd just put him to pasture.

[Crosby] Yeah, well, they
can't do that, can they?

Maybe that's why they're talking
about putting him away.

Come on, dog. Jump!

[dog whimpering]

[lock cracking]

[Crosby] Come on, dog.
Get on your feet and jump.

[Jaime] Hey, stop that.

What in the world are you
doing to that dog?

The bar's gotta be eight feet high.

Who are you? How did you get in?

My question first, please.

Uh, lady, you wouldn't understand.

Besides that, this is a Grade Six area.
So why don't you leave?

I happen to be a Grade Six.

Do you have any idea how obnoxious
those whistles of yours are?

I ought to report you guys to the ASPCA.

[Crosby] Lady...

- [Jaime] Poor baby.
- [dog whimpering]

What's going on here, huh?

Why are you doing this to him?
He can't jump over that.

[tense music]

[whooshing]

[whooshing]

Or can he?

[whining]

Maximillian.

A mill-- [laughs]

You're a bionic dog.

[sighs]

- [whooshing]
- [upbeat music]

Lab animals are a fact of life
in research science, Jaime.

It's thankless. It's sometimes inhumane,

but necessary.

Max was critically injured
in a chemical lab fire six years ago.

A tragic story, but a happy ending.

Rudy was testing his bionic prototype.

And Max was just the strong-willed animal
that we were looking for.

[whooshing]

Oh, boy.

It's a simple case of being in the right
place at the right time.

- Just like me.
- Not quite, babe.

Max only cost a million.

Yes, I know. Max-a-million.

Was I that obvious?
I really thought it was a good idea.

[chuckles]

- What's he doing?
- Watch.

[rubber tearing]

[Jaime] Oh, my--A bionic jaw?

Yeah, well, we figured that was one piece
of equipment you'd never need.

Hey, Dr. Wells.

But every other bionic part,

except Steve's eye and your ear,
was tested on Max first.

In a way, you owe him your life.

Well, why wasn't I told about him?

[Oscar] As our first bionic creature,
Max was our--

Well, our early warning system.

Every bionic problem that you
or Steve had, he had first.

If you knew that he was alive,
that he was around,

and he had some kind of malfunction,

you would've thought that maybe
it would happen to you.

Well, Oscar, you know me better than that.

I would want to know.

Jaime, we were only trying to protect you.

This was shot five years ago. Watch.

[whooshing]

[engine revving]

[Jaime] Oh.

Ooh.

90 miles an hour.
He was the fastest animal alive.

What do you mean, "was"?

Why was that trainer talking
about putting him away?

[somber music]

Oscar.

Come on. I want to show you something.

Here's his dietary chart.

Psychological profile.

Cardiovascular graph.

There's more.

Okay, I get the picture. So?

For the past two weeks,

Max has taken a nosedive
in every measurable way.

It's as if something snapped.

For the last year
he's been acting kind of lazy.

But we've attributed that
to maturity and age.

This is something else.

I remember the time when
we could hardly contain him.

A bionic dog's etiquette
isn't always up to par.

[laughs]

If he wanted to get out,

believe me, we had
a tough time stopping him.

That's why we built this kennel.
Solid titanium.

Cost almost as much as he did.

Now, a matchbox could hold him.

It's that bad, Jaime.

Rudy hasn't been able
to hang it onto anything either.

Until yesterday.

Well, what is it?

Rudy's afraid...

that Max is experiencing a new kind
of bionic rejection.

Something that builds up over the years.

[Max panting]

It comes with age.

Oh, my God.

That's why he was so upset
this morning about--about my health?

I mean, he thinks
this can happen to me, huh?

Is that what this is all about?

[somber music]

Well, Max, looks like you and I
are in this together, huh?

[music continues]

[Oscar] Rudy thinks it may be
a new kind of bionic rejection.

One that comes with age.

Rudy thinks it may be
a new kind of bionic rejection.

A new kind of bionic rejection.

[high pitched screeching]

[Oscar] Rejection.

[screeching]

[music continues]

[high pitched screeching]

It can't be rejection.

It just can't be.

[Max barks softly]

[sighs]

[whining]

[Jaime] "Maximillian,
sire and dam unknown.

Donated for laboratory use
at the age of four months.

Burned in lab fire.

Goldman bionic authorization,
jaw, four limbs.

Dr. Rudy Wells and..."

Let's see. Hmm. No, no sign
of early rejection at all.

Huh.

"For the last four years,

subject confined to West Coast
lab kennel for observation."

Confined for four years? My God!

That poor dog.
I don't believe this. Four years?

[Rudy] You're not a doctor, Jaime.

You're making a diagnosis
without any facts to substantiate it.

I'm making a diagnosis
on personal experience.

Rudy, I know what it's like
to reject bionics.

And believe me, you don't want
to lay around all day

like Max does, because it hurts.

- It's painful.
- He could be in pain.

Oh, come on.
Does that look like a dog in pain to you?

All right, Dr. Sommers.

But can you give me another
reason for Max's behavior?

- One that fits the facts?
- Yes.

Max has lost his will to live.

That's ridiculous.

Why is it ridiculous?
Look at the life he lives.

But he's had the best of everything.

The best of what? Cages?

Look at this place. It's appalling.

It looks like
the inside of a tin can, Rudy.

Last night I read that he hasn't been
out of here for four years.

I mean, don't you ever
take him for a walk?

We used to, until he broke loose one day.

He ran 18 miles before we could catch him.

Seems he didn't want to
return to the kennel.

Where he is probed and prodded by
scientists from all over the country.

Can you blame him?
Would you want to come back here?

Jaime, we're not talking
about a normal dog.

[growls, barks]

[whining]

But the point is, Max is
a top-secret project. If he got out--

Rudy, wait a minute.
Max went for you, Rudy,

when you walked over to the cage.

Now, you jumped back. I saw you.

It was probably his sudden move, Jaime.

No, it's more than that.

You've also been standing back
over here all the time

we've been talking about this.

Like you're afraid to go to that cage.

[growling, barking]

He doesn't like you, does he?

No.

And I'm not about to get near
that bionic jaw.

[whining]

We were very close
the first couple of years.

I just had to move on
to other projects, higher priorities.

- So you deserted him.
- I had to.

I guess he's never
really liked me ever since.

All right. That's what I'm talking about.

Now can't you see that if the man
who made him bionic,

who gave him a new life,
isn't close to him, then who is?

The trainers?

Come on, Rudy.

Oscar, according
to what I read in those files,

he has had 20 trainers
in the last two years.

I mean, you people treat him
like he's only an experiment

and not a loving animal, which he is.

I--I can't believe that
he's made it this far.

[sighs]

What Max needs is someone to love.

Somebody he wants to please,
not somebody he has to please.

She's got a point, Rudy.

Let me be that for him, Rudy. Please.

I--I'm going to be here
for five more days.

Now, I can work with him every single day

in between my testing sessions.

It's not going to change my diagnosis.

I'm not asking you
to change your diagnosis. Yet.

Please?

All right. Five days.

I want you to understand something.

If Max doesn't improve in that time,

I'm going to have to deal with
his rejection the scientific way.

How's that?

I'm going to have to examine him
thoroughly under lab conditions,

find out exactly what went wrong and...

I've got to do it for you, Jaime.

Do what? I don't understand.

An autopsy.

If you don't get any results in five days,

I'm going to put Max away.

[tense music]

[Crosby] I'm telling you, you're wasting
your time with that much food.

- The dog is never going to eat it.
- He will tonight.

Oh, yeah? Well, what makes you
so sure about that?

Because the restaurant
just hired a new chef. A better one.

Thank you.

[in French accent] Bonsoir, Monsieur Max.

Tonight we have the chopped beef of Jaime,

poured on top of the crunchy kibble
and just for you.

- [whining]
- No?

Aw, come on, Max. I made it myself.

[somber music]

It's good. See? Look.

[mimicking chewing]

You're not going to get any if you
don't get over here.

Come on, Max.

[sighs]

Max, you have to eat.

You have to eat for the both of us.

Please?

Now, listen, Max.

I really do care
whether you eat this or not.

I'm not like the others.
This isn't just a job for me.

I want you to eat.

I want you to live because I love you.

Do you understand that?

Oh, Max.

I do care. I really do care.

[whimpering]

Come on. Will you do it for me, boy, hmm?

Will you do it for me?

Oh, good boy. Good boy, Max.

Here. Here.

- Have some more.
- [whimpers]

Well, it's a start anyway.

[upbeat music]

[treadmill whirring]

[treadmill winding down]

Okay, Max, your turn. Come on.

Get up here.

[whimpers]

Come on.

Well, ready or not, here you go.

[whining]

Oh, stop complaining. Run.

That's it. Come on, run.

Come on. Get up. Come on, Max.

[yelps]

Oh.

Okay, watch. Stay there. See?

That's all there is to it. See?

It's real easy.
Now you can do it. Come on.

Come on.

Aw, that's a good boy.
You did it. That's a good boy.

Okay, Max, come on.
You can do it. Come on.

Ah, good boy! Good boy. Good boy.

[whooshing]

[whooshing]

[whining]

Okay, come on, get up.

Come on, Max. Come on, Max.

Come on. That's it. Up. Come on.

Come on, Max. Up and over.

Come on. Come on, get up.

- Okay, come on. Get up, Max.
- [whines]

Come on. Up and over, Max. Come on.

[barks]

[gentle music]

Up...and over.

[sighs]

Good boy. It's okay.

It's okay.

[somber music]

[Max whining]

[groaning]

[grumbling]

[growling]

[groaning]

- [whining]
- [dramatic music]

[whines]

Max, you okay?

You all right? I guess even a dog
can have a nightmare, huh?

You dreaming about these old cages?

You're gonna be okay now, huh?
You go back to sleep, okay?

Back to sleep.

[whines]

- What? You don't want me to close it?
- [yelps]

Okay, I'll leave it open.
It's all right with me.

Go back to sleep.

[chuckles quietly]

Oh, Max. [laughs]

Listen, kiddo,
don't you worry about anything.

I'm gonna get you out of here tomorrow,
and that's a promise.

That's a promise.

[gentle music]

[Rudy] Now you're telling me
that you can read his mind.

- Rudy, it is the kennel.
- The answer's no!

If you could've seen him clawing
at that cage.

I know that's what's holding him back.

If I could get him out there and show him
how much fun bionics could be,

I know I can get him to use them.

And what if you did? What if he ran away?

Are you aware of the damage
he could do to this project?

Even you can't keep up with him.

How do we explain a dog that can
run 90 miles an hour?

How do we justify it to our taxpayers

without revealing the secret
to foreign governments?

It's his last day.
Can't we please give him a chance?

- Rudy, you have to. Come on.
- [sighs]

I'm gonna be late for an appointment.

Rudy. Please. Come on.

Jaime, I'm sorry. We can't.

[somber music]

[grunts]

[sighs]

No. No.

Look, it's not what I want.

Dr. Wells gave me specific orders

the dog is not supposed
to leave the kennel.

Well, he asked me
to bring him up to his lab.

Now, what can I tell you? I mean...

But he's in a conference now!

He asked us to wait! Now, please!

[sighs]

Uh, Crosby, look.
We're gonna be right here in his lab.

It's not like we're running away
or something, you know?

- Hey.
- Yeah?

I'm sorry.

I guess if he told you.

[softly] Thanks.

[mysterious music]

Dr. Wells, please.

Now, isn't the air much better
out here, huh?

Look at that.

That's what you want, isn't it, Max, huh?

Go running through those fields?

Hmm?

[whines]

Well, I don't know about you,
but that's what I'm gonna do.

Wanna come with me?

Come on. Wanna come?

[barks softly]

No?

Well, looks like I'm gonna have to
leave you behind, Max.

I'm gonna have to run out
in the beautiful fields all by myself.

Okay, good-bye.
I'm really gonna do this. That's it!

Good-bye.

[whooshing]

[whooshing]

[whines]

[barking]

Okay, Max, it's your turn. Come on.

[barking]

I told you to keep him in the kennel.

She said you told her
to meet you in your office.

My office?

Oh, my God, the window.

[tense music]

[barking]

Come on. You can do it, boy. Come on, Max.

You can do it. Come on.

[barking]

[banging on door]

[Rudy] Jaime, it's Rudy! Let me in!

- Max, come on.
- [barking]

Max, hurry. Come on.

[barking]

[Rudy] Jaime! She's got it
locked from the inside.

All right, I'm gonna leave you here.
That's it. I'm goin'.

[barking, whining]

Bye.

[music continues]

That's it, boy. Come on.

Max, we've gotta hurry.

Come on, Max. Jump.

[whooshing]

[whooshing]

[bright music]

[whooshing]

Jaime?

[tense music]

Call security and meet me
down at the jeep right away.

- We've got to get that dog.
- Yes, sir.

[music continues]

[folk music]

♪ Friends can be big or small ♪

♪ Friends can be any old size at all ♪

♪ They can run, fly,
or swim my in the sea ♪

♪ Oh, and friends can bark,
chirp or talk ♪

♪ Crawl, trot or walk on the sandy beach ♪

♪ They can wiggle round
on the wet morning ground ♪

♪ Or in a pinch, they can look
like you and me ♪

[scatting]

[whooshing]

[music continues]

[exclaims]

You ready?

[whooshing]

Go get it.

[stick whistling]

[whooshing]

Whoa! Good one! [chuckles]

[whooshing]

[music continues]

Come here! Come here! Okay.
Give that here. Come on. Give.

Tease.

Well, remind me not to let you
go get the morning paper.

That's a good boy, Max.

You're so good. I'm so proud of you.

Come on. We're going to
go show Rudy, okay?

[whooshing]

[scatting continues]

[music fades]

[pants, whimpers]

Max, come on.

We gotta show Rudy. Come on.

[whimpering]

What's the matter?

[whining]

All right, all right.
What's the matter, huh?

[vehicle approaching]

Rudy!

Rudy!

- There they are.
- Jaime!

Hey, you lucked out, kiddo.
They came to us.

All right. Rudy, before you get angry,
he did it.

He ran and he jumped.

What gives you the right,
the unmitigated gall,

to jeopardize a top-secret project
like that?

Do you know what could've happened?

He's all right. I can prove it.

How? Look at him.

He can't even raise his head
let alone run bionically.

All right, watch. Okay?

Max, come on.

[whining]

Come on, baby. Let's go.

Max, come on. We're gonna
show Rudy, okay? Come on.

Rudy, you should've seen him.

Max... Hey, you gotta do this.

You gotta do this, Max.
What's the matter with you? Come on.

Don't let me down now, Max. Please.

What's the matter with you? Let's go.

Max, what's the matter
with you, huh? Come on.

Rudy, he was just fine.
You should've seen him run.

Max, you've got to do this.
Now, get up. Come on.

Jaime, it's no use.

Rudy, I'm telling you.
He ran and he jumped.

[Rudy] Jaime, I need some kind of proof,

if what I see and what you tell me
are two different things.

[Jaime] Look at where we are.

How did we get out this far
if we didn't run?

[Rudy] You could run
when you were rejecting.

[Jaime] But I was in so much pain.
I was running blind like I was crazy.

And Max stayed right with me.

Does he look like he's in pain?

- Does he look like he's crazy?
- [whining]

[barking]

- [Rudy] Watch out. Stay back.
- [Jaime] Max. Max! What's wrong?

- Max?
- Stay away from him! Nobody move.

- [barking]
- [dramatic music]

- [muffled shot]
- [whining]

[whining]

Rudy?

I'm sorry, Jaime. I had to.
It's just a tranquilizer.

But tomorrow morning,

I'm going to put him away.
I have to do that autopsy.

[Jaime] Autopsy. Rudy, you can't do that.

It's out of your hands, Jaime.
Get him in the cage.

Rudy, you can't do this.
Now, I ran with him.

How do you think we got out?
He jumped off your balcony.

Even if he did, after what I just saw...

I'm sorry, Jaime. I have no choice.

What do you mean?
Of course you have a choice.

- Rudy, please give him a chance.
- I already have.

Now, do you want a ride in, Jaime?

[Jaime] No.

[Crosby grunts]

[Rudy] Easy, Crosby.

Okay, he's in.

Let's go.

Rudy, please listen to me.

- [engine starting]
- Please.

Well, what are you gonna do
when I start to reject?

You gonna put me away too?

[somber music]

[Jaime sobs]

[mysterious music]

[metal creaking]

[barking]

[whooshing]

- [metallic clink]
- [barks]

[Jaime whispers] Max.

Max, are you feeling all right?

Max, it's Jaime.

You okay?

All right, boy. I'm gonna have you
out of here in just a second.

[creaking]

All right. Now,
you have to be really quiet

so we can get out of here.

All right, come on. Let's go.

Okay, Max. Say good-bye to your
home sweet home here, kiddo.

If I got my way, you're never gonna
have to see this place again.

Come on. Let's go.

[tense music]

[Oscar] And you didn't see the dog?

No, that won't be necessary. Thank you.

Anything?

They let her drive out
the front gate at four AM.

- Max was probably in the trunk.
- [sighs]

What now? Send out an APB?

That depends, Rudy.

On what?

You and I have known Jaime a long time.

She gets a little emotional at times,

but she's got the best instincts
of anybody I've ever known.

[Rudy] What are you trying to say?

Maybe she's right, Rudy.

Is it possible that Max isn't rejecting?

Are you questioning my judgment?

I'm giving you a chance
to modify your position, Rudy.

To play the gray zone.

If there's the slightest doubt...

Sometimes even a good scientist
lets emotions cloud his mind.

Maybe I resented the way Jaime jumped
on us when she found out about Max.

Maybe I wanted to show her
I was still in control. I don't know.

So?

Yes, there is a chance
he isn't rejecting. It's very slight.

But there's a chance.

I think we owe it to Jaime
to give her more time.

All right.

Where do you think she took him?

Ojai.

[bright music]

Hey, Jaime.

[Jaime] Hi, Judy, how you doing?

It's good to see you. What's going on?

Same old stuff, you know.

Groceries, errands, doughnuts
for ol' brown eyes in there.

Hi, Sarey.

Hello, sweetheart.

Oh, man, she's getting big.

She's so pretty.

Just like her mother.

[both laugh]

- Oh.
- [Max whines]

What have you got in your car? A horse?

- [whines]
- Oh, that's Max.

He certainly is. Is he yours?

Yeah, just for a little while.

He's, uh... He's big.

Yes, he is big.

I gotta go call Helen and Jim and
tell them that I'm bringing him home.

They don't know so...

- That'd be a good idea.
- Yeah.

- See you later, okay?
- Okay.

- Tell Bruce hi.
- Yeah.

Okay, Max. Okay, Max.

Listen, you stay here,
'cause I don't think Ojai

is ready for a bionic dog yet, okay?

I'm gonna be back real quick.

Be a good boy and stay.
All right? Get back.

Go on. Stay.

[barks]

Stay, Max.

[laughing]

Hi, doggy.

[phone ringing]

- Hello?
- [Jaime] Jim? Hi, it's me.

Jaime. Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Oscar and Rudy called you, huh?

[Jim] Half an hour ago.

- Is the dog with you?
- [Jaime] Yes, he's in the car.

Now, listen, Jim, whatever
they told you, it isn't true.

At least, I don't think it is.

What I need is some time to find out.

[chuckles] Hey, you don't
have to convince me.

- I'm sure they told you--
- Rudy and Oscar said

they wanted to give you
and the dog another chance.

They'll be up this evening to talk to you.

Really? Oh, that's great!

[whines]

[laughing]

[whimpering]

[laughing]

[barks]

[laughs] Hi, doggy.

- [barking]
- [laughing]

[tense music]

[giggles]

- [barks]
- [laughing]

[barking]

- [dramatic music]
- [whooshing]

That'll at least give me a little time
to work with him.

[man] Hey, miss?

[whooshing]

Lady, your dog's tearing your car apart!

[whooshing]

[music continues]

Oh!

Max, come back here!

[whooshing]

Max!

- Sara!
- Oh, my God!

[music continues]

- Oh, Jaime!
- Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

- [tires squealing]
- [whooshing]

[giggles]

Did you see the doggy, Mommy?

Oh, my baby. Oh... Oh... Oh.

Oh, thank God.

Poor baby. You okay?

Aw, I'm so proud of you.
Oh, you're such a good dog.

Then he turned around
and he trotted right back to the car

as if nothing had ever happened.

That's wonderful.

I just hope that nobody noticed him.

No, we lucked out in that area.
There wasn't anybody on the streets.

And Judy was so upset,
she didn't notice anything.

She was just so happy to have Sara back.

Tastes good.

Thanks.

Jim, the point is, Max is not a wild dog.

He's healthy, obedient,
and he cares about life.

[car horn honking]

And now we have to convince
Oscar and Rudy of that.

Is that them?

[bionic ear beeping]

[Oscar] Well, her car's here.

Yes, that's them.

Jim, would you stay here with Max
until I come back for him?

He's not too crazy about Rudy
so I think we ought to keep them apart.

We'll just stay here, build up the fire.

Stay.

- And, Jaime?
- Huh?

- Good luck.
- Thanks.

[Rudy] Jaime.

Hey, hi, guys. Listen, you're not gonna
believe what Max did today.

Jaime, I should have your head for this.

If Rudy didn't think
that this dog had a chance,

I'd have the state police after you.

Is that true? You think Max has a chance?

It's very small, but it's there.

[sighs]

I rushed into things at the lab, Jaime.

- I'm sorry.
- Oh, boy.

Listen, I know there's a chance.

Max proved it to me today and
he's going to prove it to you right now.

[tense music]

Don't make a bad Boy Scout, do I, Max?

[growling]

[whimpering]

Why don't you hide
behind the flowers over there?

I think Max will do better
if he doesn't see you,

if he doesn't know you're here.

He better come through this time.

This will be his last chance, Jaime.

[growling]

What's the trouble, boy?

[barking]

He's not going to need
another chance. Trust me.

- [Jim] Max! Max!
- [barking]

[whooshing]

[whooshing]

[Jaime] Max!

Max!

[whooshing]

[Oscar] Jaime, he's out of control.

I'm sorry, Jaime.
I've got to call the state police.

No.

- Max!
- [whooshing]

[somber music]

[whooshing]

[dispatch over radio]
One-Baker-seven, one-Baker-seven.

Any sign of the girl and the dog?

[man] Uh, negative, John.

I'll make one more pass
on the county road,

then head across to Oak Tree Lane.

[dispatch] Roger.

Come on.

[vehicle approaching]

- Hi.
- Where you headed?

- North.
- Put him in back and hop in.

I think it would be better
if I got in back with him.

Suit yourself.

Better take this. It'll get cold.

Thanks. Come on.

Come on, Max. Up.

Good dog.

[engine revving]

[Max whimpering]

[gentle music]

[Jaime] Dear Oscar,

I know that what I'm doing
may seem foolish to you.

I'm sorry, and I hope that someday
you'll understand.

[sighs] Max and I are going someplace safe

away from you and away from people.

Now, if Rudy is right and
Max is rejecting his bionics,

then it's only right that he has me
to help him through it.

He deserves a chance, Oscar.

I hope someone's there
to do the same thing for me

when it's my turn.

Give Jim and Helen my love
and tell them I'll call them soon.

I'll be okay.

We'll both be okay.
I know it. Love, Jaime.

[theme music]