All language subtitles for MacGyver - 7x05 - The Coltons.DVDRip.SAiNTS.en

Stay, Frog.

Lookin' for me, Jesse?

Yeah.

Yeah, as a matter of fact,

I was looking for my brother,
Frank, and MacGyver.

Yeah?

Well, they'll be
joining you soon.

Real soon.

Hey, quit slobbering
all over me.

Come here. Let's go.

You try something and the
next one's through your head.

Colton!

- But I shot you.
- Yeah, Egan.

Right in a bulletproof vest.

Out of the car.
Let's go! Let's go!

Come on!

Put your pieces in the back of
this pickup one at a time.

You first, Egan.

- Frank.
- Yeah?

- See that bottle next to the bomb?
- Yeah.

That's sulfuric acid.

It'll eat right through these
ropes if we can get to it.

Well, we can't, so it ain't.

I think we are done for.

All right, all right, let's not
be giving up just yet, okay?

Who said anything
about givin'...

Bless.

Hold it, hold it.
Wait a minute.

There's only one thing in the
whole world that I'm allergic to.

Frog!

- Hey, get in here, you ugly thing.
- Good boy.

We need that bottle of stuff.

Come on, that's it. Come on.

Move on down
a little further.

- Come on, boy.
- Sweet thing, come in.

Come on. Go ahead.
Come on, boy.

Push the bottle. Come on.

Come on now, nose it off.

Not the bomb, the bottle!

Oh, you stupid hound. Stop!

Good boy. Good boy.

Now, we need the bottle.

Not the bomb, the bottle.

No, you dummy. The bottle!

You keep calling him names like that,
he's gonna take a walk.

He knows I love him.

Don't you, sugar puss?

Come on,
push the bottle, Froggie.

Come on down, sweetheart.

He's not gonna cooperate,
MacGyver.

Well, look what we got here.

The queer money,
and the plates that made it.

Now where's my brother Frank
and MacGyver?

Come on, Frog. Push the bottle.

Push it, push it. Come on.

Push it, push it. Come on.

He did it.
He got the right one.

All right, get him to
bring it over here. Quick.

Okay, okay, come on.
Come on, now.

Jump down. Come on down.
That's it.

That's it.

Bring Uncle Frank
the bottle, Froggie.

Come on, boy, come on.

That's it. Come on.

Now come on, Froggie.

All right. Here's how
it's gonna go down, boys.

You don't tell me
what I need to know,

I start at your kneecaps

and work my way up.

See what you look like
with nine bellybuttons.

You got one minute.

Come on, Froggie.

Bring MacGyver the bottle
so we all don't die.

Would you look at that?

Good boy, Frog.

Now, put the bottle
on the end of the ruler.

He's doing it.
He's doing it.

He didn't do it.

Hey, Froggie, if you don't put
that bottle on top of that ruler,

I'm gonna tell Mama,
no more chicken livers.

You're back to dog food.

That dog will enjoy
a lifetime of chicken livers.

Just how long
will that lifetime be?

Good question.

So, that's a beautiful thing.

What'll that stuff
do to your skin?

Nothing, if I can
keep it on the rope.

Go!

Let's get out of here, Froggie.

Come on!

Five, four,

three...

Jesse, hit the deck!

Whoa!

Oh, good.

I was just looking
for you guys.

MacGyver called.

He's not gonna be able
to make it over.

He said them news people
driving him half crazy,

so he gonna hide out for
a week up in the mountains.

College.

I don't even know
what classes to sign up for.

First two years, they tell you.

Now how would you know?

You ain't even seen
the inside of a high school,

let alone college.

I know because I'm three years, eight
months, six days older than you are.

Therefore, wiser than you are,
little brother.

- You know,
- I'll get it.

There comes a time when chronological
age and wisdom catch up.

In our case,

that happened when you was
about four years old.

- Mama Colton, how are you?
- Johnny Denmark!

I haven't seen you since when?

Uh, two years ago next month.

That's right.
It was at that block party

right after
your swearing-in ceremony.

Well, it's about time you got
back to your old neighborhood.

And it feels good
to be home, Mama.

Don't just stand there,
come on in.

There's a familiar face.

Frog, right?

I remember you, too, from the
block party. Mean and ugly.

Oh, don't mind him. He sometime
cranky in the morning.

Fellas, look who's here,

the Assistant
District Attorney himself.

How you doing, Johnny?

Good, Frank.

Nice to see you, Jesse.

Still throwing
that mean fastball?

No, no, not since high school.

How about some sweet cake
and coffee, Johnny?

Thought you'd never ask.

Ah, the restaurant's
been closed, what, um,

10 years now?

Close enough.
But not nearly long enough.

The restaurant's potential
reopening motivates certain of us

to keep the bounty-hunting
business healthy and thriving,

if you know what I mean.

Yes, I get your point, Mama.

So, what brings you here,
Mr. Denmark?

I need your brothers' help.

What?

Since when did you start
reaching down so low

that you need the help
of a couple of bounty hunters?

You're the best
in the business, Jesse.

Yeah, right.

I was reminded of that

when I read how you busted that
counterfeiting ring last night.

There were three killings
in Chinatown last night,

all behind a power struggle
run by this man.

His name is Chi.

He pulled the trigger and crowned
himself the new godfather of Chinatown.

Now, if I can nail him
for those murders,

then Chinatown's underworld
will be crippled.

But?

But...

I have to find this girl
to do it.

They call her Madussa.

Supposedly, she's the dead
godfather's new number-one lady

and an eyewitness
to the killings.

I just can't get an ID on her.

You got a whole
police force to do that.

Word on the street is that Chi has
bribed the police on the Chinatown beat.

If they get
to this lady first,

she'll never make it
to the witness stand alive.

That's why I need you guys.

Hmm, bad night here
last night, huh?

Tell me about it.

Well, I sure know one thing.

I wouldn't be
sleeping too sound,

having seen a massacre
like that one.

Who said I saw anything?

Hey, come on, come on.

They call her Madussa.

Give us a righteous name
and we're out of here.

Never saw her before.

Look, darling,
she is in danger.

You help us,
and we can help her.

Please?

L... I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

Now, I know you can put more than
a street name to this pretty face.

What makes you think so?

What makes you ask?

Jesse.

This does, bro.

These guys impersonating
police officers?

Us? Police?

Shoot, we ain't never done
nothing to make anybody think...

Hey!

I heard nobody
ask you a question.

You know what? You're right.
You're absolutely right.

Okay, come on,
you know the drill.

Well, now, lookee here.

He's in the
door-shaking business.

Now, one time,

before we put you
out of the business.

Why are you asking
about this witness?

Before I answer that question,

why don't you try to put me
out of the business?

Look, you!

Hey!

Don't you ever touch a cop!

Hey, that's my brother!

Uh, but he did
ask for it, didn't he?

You know, we have tried
time and time again

to talk to him about
that temper of his.

Hey, I'm gone. I'm gone.

Uh, sorry to have been
such a bother, ma'am.

Jesse, all I got to say is

you've got a lousy bedside
manner with everybody.

You think you could've
done any better?

No question about it.

Hey, you!

Not you. The nice one.

"Patricia Fielding."

We've got ourselves
a lead, brother.

The gentle way.

Wired Sheree a bouquet
of flowers in Hawaii.

You know, soften up the San
Francisco disappointment.

You think Santa Barbara
would be a nice compromise?

I think you're getting a little soft
in the head, that's what I think.

Sheree finds out you can't
afford San Francisco,

she's gonna send you packin'.

Wear this.
It'll mellow you out.

- Get away from me with that.
- Here, here, here.

Hey, back up, sucker.

- Come on, man. Come on.
- Cut it... Get away from me, would you?

What?

Is that any way to answer
the phone, Jesse Colton?

Sorry, Mama,
I didn't know it was you.

I don't care who it is.

You gather more with honey
than you do with vinegar.

Didn't I teach you that?

Yes, Mama.

Listen, did you,
uh, happen to do

any networking
on Patricia Fielding?

Well, that's the reason
I'm calling.

Between Henrietta at the DMV

and Jolene at the courthouse,

I found out
that she's the daughter

of the former Loretta Woo
and G. Irwin Fielding

of Fielding Savings and Loan.

G. Irwin?

The guy that's up for ripping
off all those depositors?

That's him.

Jolene got into the probation
officer's report,

and Loretta Woo is that pretty
little fashion mode from Taiwan

that was so popular
in the '60s.

She married G. Irwin when he was
a young hotshot on Wall Street.

Skip the gossip, Mama.

Did Jolene give you an address?

She sure did.

It's out in the Highlands.

Gotta be
a pretty fancy place, too.

Mary Alice Johnson used to
sew for a lady up there.

Her name was Chandler.

- She was related to...
- Mama. The address?

Don't be so impatient, Jesse.

What I'm trying to tell you is
I called their housekeeper

and she told me that
the Fieldings are having lunch

with Patricia at
the Bayside Yacht Club today.

I expect before
the day is over,

you boys will have this catied
up with a ribbon.

Well, with your kind help,
we sure will.

Tell Johnny Denmark
what we have, if you would.

Thank you, Mama.

It's my pleasure.

Goodbye, now.

We've gotta talk, Mama.

Baby, we have already
had this conversation.

Yeah, but you've
done just fine, Mama.

And you're self-educated.

I mean, you've read more books

and you know more about stuff
than anyone I've ever met.

Uh-huh. And you're
going to know even more

when you get out of college.

Now it's time for you to get
on the road to registration,

and it's time for me
to get back to my garden.

I guess I'm just gonna
have to prove I'm ready.

Afternoon,
Miss Fielding. Allow me.

Mother.

Well, Mama was
right on the money.

Another five minutes,

and we'll have
Patricia Fielding,

and this case will be
wrapped up tight.

Now, the question is, who are
they and what are they...

Uh-oh. Frank and Jesse
must be here already.

Come on. Come on.

Well, I got
no choice now, do I?

He talked to me
and he listened.

He talked to you?

A gangster talked to you?

You have become
little more than a whore.

Then I guess we're not
so different after all,

are we, Daddy?

Can't you understand
what is happening here?

I witnessed a gangland killing.

Those men in Chinatown
wanna kill me.

I have no money.

And I...

I need your help to get away.

You'll get no he
from me, young lady.

We'd like to help, Patricia.

Who are you?

Get down! Get down!

Frog!

Frank!

Gotcha, sucker.

Oh, Jesse, there's two of them!

There's another one! Get down!

Jesse!

What the hell
are you doing here?

Uh, well, I was
on my way to school, right?

I can't see him.

No need to.

Now there's one lesson
I won't learn in college.

You got that right.

Hey, no, you ain't getting
me into that, okay?

Come on.

Just couldn't wait for me,
could you, Jesse?

You missed it, Frank.

Jesse and I got busy.

Patricia, no!

- Colton Brothers.
- Yes, hello?

Uh, this is Loretta Fielding.

I'd like to speak to one of
the Colton Brothers, please.

Yes, this is Frank Colton.

You said you can help
my daughter.

Keep her safe?

Yeah, where can we find her?

I'm at 10th and Gramercy.

We'll be there in 10 minutes.

Thanks you for coming.

You were right. You are the
only ones who can help.

Where is she?

There.

It's the only place I know
with people I can count on.

Let's go.

Don't look now,
but I think we got company.

Check out the reflection
in the window.

It's okay. These are the men
I told you about.

My mom says
I should trust you.

We're gonna need
all you got.

We were followed.

- Hey.
- Hmm?

Score.

- Home free.
- I hope.

What do you me an by that?

- My left eye is twitching.
- Oh, great.

What are you guys
talking about?

- Nothing.
- Nothing.

Besides, that twitch
is only worth 10%.

Billy?

Listen to me,
and don't say a word.

Yeah, sure. He's right here.

It's Frank.

Do you have the girl?

Got her. Where to?

The old boatyard
at Industrial and Fairview.

My assistant, Charles,
will meet you there.

Right.

They have her.

Oh, I have to tell you,
Mama Colton,

your boys are the best.

Hello?

We have our witness, Charles.

I want you to set up the
transport boat and the safe house.

I'll meet you at the boatyar
as soon as I can get there.

Thank you for
your hospitality, Billy.

- Mama Colton.
- It's our pleasure.

If you have any more cases
for the Colton Brothers,

- just give us a call, you hear?
- Thank you.

Frank said he wanted you
to check out the number

- Mr. Denmark dialed with your friend
at the phone company. - What for?

- I think his eye's twitching again.
- Ooh. Give me that.

I don't like this place.
It feels eerie.

- What's that guy's name? Charles?
- Uh-huh.

- Is your eye still twitching?
- Uh-huh.

I think I got a possible
answer to the logic of it.

- What's that?
- Those two cops.

- Yeah? - They're not very
good at what at they do.

True.

Now, if I was
the godfather of Chinatown,

they'd be
the last ones I'd juice.

That would be a waste of money.

Now, if they didn't
put the squeeze

on that barmaid
at the Ho Ho Club,

and put them two Hong Kong gangsters
on our tail, somebody else did.

Now my twitchin'
makes some sense.

See, I'm glad
you took the precaution

to have Billy check
on Johnny Denmark.

Jesse?

I was a hair too late.

That phone number that
Johnny Denmark called

belongs to a social club
in Chinatown.

Frank felt it.

- I'll call the police.
- No, no, Mama.

If we can't trust
the Assistant DA,

there's no telling
who'd show up.

Billy, if you get hurt,
I'm gonna whack you across your head!

And what is it
I can do for you two?

We got some questions to ask
Frank and Jesse Colton.

Are you the two that pushed my
Jesse down a flight of stairs?

Uh, he tripped.

Uh-huh.

Well, I got some questions
I wanna ask myself.

And maybe we should have
a meaningful conversation.

Wonder what they're up to.

No good.

You wear
your vest this morning?

Like Mama said,
never leave home without it.

Any ideas?

No. You?

Pismo Beach.

What?

Sheree might go for Pismo
Beach over Santa Barbara.

It's a lot cheaper.

Frog.

Draw that dude off while
I make it up those stairs.

Go on now, get!

Hey, hold it in.
They'll hear you.

Frog!

Now I got an idea.

Psst!

Hey.

Speak, Frog.

Speak.

Well, come on! Hit him!

What took you so long?

Why didn't you go ahead
and hit him?

You would've saved me
a lot of pain.

- Way to go, Froggie.
- Hey, where's Billy?

That means he doesn't know.

Come on, let's go.

Looks like he went
the wrong way.

Hey, come on. Let's go.

Kick it, Froggie,
we'll be right back.

Hey, how're you doing?

What's that you say?
I work here.

- Uh, workee? - Yeah, you know,
put 'em up white powder?

Uh, workee, workee?

Ah, workee, workee.

That's it. You got it.

Ah.

Uh...

You know, this isn't very good
employer-employee relations.

Okay.

All right, all right.
Chill, chill.

Any ideas?

Why do I always have to
come up with the ideas?

Okay, I've got one. Follow me.

You!

He's the brother
of those other two outside.

This how you keep
the streets safe?

If he knows about me,
then his mother knows.

Then we will take care
of the mother,

and no one will know.

Don't you touch my mama!

You animals!

$200,000 as promised,
Mr. District Attorney.

What's this for?

To put a permanent seal
on our partnership.

Kill the boy.

This isn't part
of the arrangement.

Kill the boy, Mr. Denmark,

or we have no arrangement.

Let's go! Move in!

Go! Go!

Shoot them.

Both of them. Now!

I rather enjoyed that.

Yes! Yes!

Your boys sure got a strange
way of operating, Mrs. Colton.

But they do get the job done,
don't they? Come on.

Frank, Jesse, you all right?

Mama, what you doing here?

These two nice policemen
gave me a ride.

One of his buddies
is in the boat building.

Well, go ahead. Pick up this trash
my boys just threw out for you.

Yes, ma'am.

Where is Billy?

L... I'm right here,
Mama. And I'm good.

I'm real good.

I'm afraid the boy's got a
little taste for the business.

He is going to college.

Oh, we know that,
don't we, Jesse?

Hey, it's real clear to me.

Mama, couldn't he just dabble
in the business a little bit?

Part-time, maybe?

Well, maybe,
if his schedule permits.

You boys could just
ease him into the skills

and wherewithal
of bounty hunting.

Mama,

you're starting to bend?

Well, a mother has
to let go sometime.

"Let go"?

A little.

Hey, Frog!

Frog, presents!

Get it, boy!

- MacGyver, hi.
- Hi, Mama.

Hey, hey, hey! Watch it, Mama.

Hey, what's doing here?

You guys back
in the restaurant business?

Hey, you wash
your mouth out with soap.

Well,

there it is, Mama.

Little, uh, compromise
I made with Frank.

Changing the image, you know.

What, cleaning up the DA's
office and Chinatown

in the same day
wasn't enough to do it?

Well, taking down Denmark
took down our paycheck.

And Billy's tuition just
wiped out our reserves,

so Frank thought
we ought to change the sign.

All right.

Yeah.

Looks good, doesn't it?

The prodigal son returns!

Sheree didn't go
for Pismo Beach.