All language subtitles for Ironside s01e08 Let my Brother Go

Bye. Bye.

Police, open up.

I said we're police and we're coming in.
Open this or I'll kick it down.

Well, what do you know?

We got the fuzz out here.

All right, everybody stay right where
you are.

Don't try to break through the back way.
We've got it covered.

Did you come to dance?

Then we can start the music again.

You just dance right on over there. All
of you, move.

I thought I was your friend. I thought
we were working things out pretty good.

Even had jobs in sight for some of you.

I suppose that makes me some kind of
nut.

Go ahead, Sergeant. Let's get this job
done.

How did you come by the hi -fi set?

Why, Mr.

Isai, sir.

We looted it from the city of Paris.

And I'm mighty sorry about that, Mr.
Ironside, sir. Had we bought it like

quality folks, we could send it back.

Because it ain't hardy worth stealing.

Hey, you guys got a warrant? You can't
rouse us without a warrant. Right, Fuzz?

Is this what you're talking about?

Like, man, I was a dropout.

I don't groove with those big words.

We know about the weapons you've been
making and where you keep them.

Stand back with the others.

Go ahead, Ed.

Don't put him off, man. He got his
ticket punched for a round trip. I

that, too.

All right, take him out.

Take the high -five set, also.

We have to be able to defend ourselves,
man.

Get them out of my sight.

Well, I don't know what I could
contribute, Chief. I... I'm beat.

Those kids are no tonic.

I'll see you in the morning. We'll try
our luck at putting the pieces of this

disaster back together.

Why bother?

You never quit a loser.

Fix me a drink, will you, Mark?

Thought I would.

Have one yourself.

Is that an order?

This job doesn't pay much and the hours
are terrible, but it's a swinger for

French benefits.

Want to talk?

Just sit there and eat your insides out
about those kids.

What are you now, an armchair analyst?

You moonlighting? Yeah, man.

Have another?

Mark Sanger saves.

That's the word.

Here's another one. The Mamba gang's
gonna take a lot of saving.

You were right about that other drink.

Thought I would be.

You're blowing your cool, Chief.

Don't you believe it.

Add me food.

I'm going to my room and look at
television, if you're all right.

Look, by now they're big... men in the
neighborhood been rousted by the fuzz

tomorrow morning they'll be at the
junkyard looking for pipe to make new

guns what can you do about them anyway i
can try harder yes sir

What are you looking at? Sounds like a
football game.

That's what it is.

This time of night?

Taped highlights of last week's game.
You know we won. Why watch it?

I like to watch bat tear up the field.

Didn't I ever tell you he's an old
friend of mine?

You told me.

Man, that guy can run.

Let me know if I can do anything for
you, huh?

Well, it seems to be a hopeless
situation now, Vance. With less than a

left in the game, that last touchdown
just had to put it on ice.

Yeah, I'd like to watch the game. Do you
mind?

Come on in.

Run

that,

baby.

Is he the greatest or is he the
greatest?

But he outran all the opposition.

He has to be one of the greatest.

All right, now we have it officially.

He's the greatest.

Shut down. I want to talk to you.

Mark, tell me about you and Masterson.

How old? How much of a friend?

Raised on the same block.

How long since you've seen him?

Well, maybe not every time he comes to
town. Maybe twice last season.

Stays at his mother's place he bought
her.

If it works out, we get together.

He's that kind of a guy.

Even when you had me down at Vacaville
Reformatory learning a trade, I used to

hear from him.

He even came there to see me once.

Is that all you want to know about him?

We just got word, fans, that Masterson
has been awarded the game ball as the

outstanding player of the game.

Your brother's here. Oh, great.

Hey, Joe.

My big brother.

All right.

Sorry I couldn't meet you at the plane,
but Joe has to work. You have a good

trip, man. Well, the best thing about a
road trip is coming home, man. You know

that.

Oh, I'll get it. No, son.

I'll see who it is.

I can't really throw a block on her now,
can I? Joe.

It's a police car.

Smell them. You and Betty go into my
room.

Wait a minute. What's going on here?
Charles, take the beer glasses into the

kitchen. Empty them and run some water
in them. But Mama... Charles, please.

Yes? Is this the Masterson residence?

Yes, but Joe isn't here.

My son Joe isn't here.

Joe, no, I'm looking for Bette.

I mean, I guess his name is Charles
Edward Masterson.

I guess I'm the one you're looking for,
officer.

Hi.

What'd I do? Parked him close to the
hydrant?

Well, a little, but if you move it,
there's no real harm done. Well, you got

deal. Can I ask you a favor?

Yeah, sure.

Wicker, let me have it.

If you would, Bat, just write anything
on it you want. Sure.

For your kids, huh? No.

It's for me.

All right.

Thanks a lot.

Thank you.

You will move the car, won't you? Sure
thing. Just give me five minutes.

What's it all about? Now, what kind of
message did Joe get himself into this

time? Ask Joe, big brother.

All right, man. What'd you do now?

I haven't done anything.

Well, what's the hiding for?

Oh, that's nothing special.

You just don't know what it's like to be
on parole, Bat. I don't have to.

I'm smart enough to know that if you
live by the rules, you ain't got nothing

worry about. You don't have to hide.

What do you think life is, Bat?

A football game?

You think there are always a bunch of
referees and umpires around all the time

to make sure that everybody pays
attention to the rules, huh?

Well, you've been a lucky cat all your
life, man.

So how would you know any different? All
right, then you tell me. You tell me

the difference.

Cops, man.

When you walk out on parole, you're
their property, big brother.

And let me tell you, they own you. In
what way? In every way.

All it takes is one phone call from the
Fuzz to my parole officer, and I go back

to Q.

All right, now suppose, man, suppose the
Fuzz wants a stool pigeon.

They come to little old Joe, and they
say, Joe, tell us about your friend

Richard. We think he pulled that loft
job over on Kearney Street.

If you're little Joe.

And you think that the fuzz don't own
you.

You just jump up there and tell them to
get lost.

And you'll find out.

It's worse now that I'm having a baby.

What's that got to do with it?

You think I want to see my kid for the
first time in a visiting room at

And you think they don't know what I
would do to stay out?

He's telling the truth, Bat. They never
let him alone.

We'll have to do something about it.

Like what?

Rewrite the rule book?

Forget it, man.

Hello?

Oh, Mark. Yes, he's right here.

It's Mark Sanger, son.

Yeah, thanks, Mom.

Mark. Yeah, what's on your mind, man? A
frolic or a foot race?

I know you, man. Don't put me on.

Man, you're talking to the new Mark
Singer.

Straitsville, baby. This is no put on.

All right, Mark. I'll come down.

I can listen, right?

Right.

Mark wants me to come down to the old
Hall of Justice building and talk to his

boss.

His boss used to be the head of the fuzz
in this town.

Until somebody cut his legs off with a
30 -30.

I understand Mark's his Uncle Tom.

Come on, man.

I've known Mark Sanger for a long time.

He may be a lot of things, but he's
nobody's Tom.

Are you going down there?

Sure.

Hey, big brother.

Uh, if they ask you anything about me,
man, you know... Joe, I don't know

anything about you.

I simply can't do it.

I'd be giving up too much.

Too much what?

Time? Energy?

Money? All three.

All right, let's analyze them.

What's money worth to you? How many ways
can you spend it?

If the folks in your community came
around and asked for a donation of a few

hundred dollars to help out the kids,
could you turn them down?

Depends on how many hundred dollars they
had in mind.

I'm not as rich as most people think,
you know.

I don't know how many years I got to
make it, but I do know these legs of

aren't going to last forever.

This program I'm talking about isn't
going to last forever. It's a matter of

few weeks, a test.

If it works, we'll get a lot of help.

I'm in the middle of a big season.

The cops that have been trying to work
with those kids are always in the middle

of a big season. They find the time.

Sorry.

This isn't any brand new idea of yours,
you know.

If I worked out with every group that
asked me, I'd never have time to play.

This isn't any group.

You were brought up in this
neighborhood.

Everybody knows you. Everybody respects
you. Looks up to you.

They wouldn't miss the fact that you're
making a sacrifice.

I think that might make the whole thing
even more important.

You'll start twisting your arm the other
way pretty soon, Ben.

Then it'll stop hurting.

The point is, the police have to be able
to reach these kids with something

other than a riot stick. There has to be
a dialogue.

Somebody has to make an opening.

I've been trying it for months and
getting nowhere.

Look, Bat, if you would accept an
appointment as a special officer, work

these kids just for a few weeks.

Take all the helpers you need out of the
Richmond substation. The beat cops who

work the Fillmore District, the patrol
car officers, the fuzz.

Get these people all talking to each
other.

Sorry. I just can't do it.

Well, you know what you can do and what
you can't do.

Thanks for coming over.

Thanks for listening.

On the way out.

I'll twist your arm back the way it
belongs, huh?

Mark, how's the boss? Is it safe to go
up now? Safe if you don't mind carrying

your head under your arms for the rest
of your life.

Is there another way?

Eve Whitfield, Bat Masterson. Hi.

She can take you at karate the best day
you ever lived, baby.

Oh, come now. You make me sound like a
monster.

Sorry, but you are a monster. She's a
lady cop.

Oh, I'll remember that.

It's nice meeting you this way.

So long, between us. Hold on, man.

That was a bad scene in there with the
chief. I don't dig it. Why you got to

it, man?

Because we're all friends, man. The
chief is swinging for our kids in the

neighborhood, man. The kids will take
care of themselves. They always have.

And listen, you tell Ironside for me...
Wait a minute, man.

I'm asking for myself.

Just tell Ironside he could sell his
fuzz a whole lot easier if he could get

them to knock off Ralston, folks.

Ralston?

Like who, man?

Like Joe.

You were gone long enough.

Did he tell you why he wouldn't play?

Pretty much the same as he told you.

Except you've got a problem, Chief.

I know that. What is it? The fuzz.

The offices of the law.

Stop putting me on.

What's Masterson's beef?

It's his brother Joe.

He's on parole working as a shipping
clerk on Pier 8.

Bat says the police have been rousting
him.

Eve, get me the commissioner on the
phone.

Right.

I hate to do this to you, Bat, but I
think you'll understand there's more

record to be set straight here.

The man Joe is giving money to is a
bookmaker.

Joe's been working as a runner for them
in his spare time.

That's why he lied to you about the
police rousting him.

I ran a check. Your brother has not been
contacted by an authority other than

his parole officer for the past six
months.

Excuse me.

You heard it.

What about it?

He couldn't help it, Charles.

Couldn't help what?

He needed money. He had to take another
job. So it had to be a crooked job?

What the heck is the matter with that
kid? Doesn't he have any sense?

Joe isn't as lucky as you are, Charles.
Remember that.

What has my luck got to do with Joe
being an idiot?

He's not.

Honey, I just want you to understand
your brother.

I understand him all right, Ma. I
understand that he was conning me with

story about the cops rousting him all
the time.

And you lined up with him.

Well, I guess I should have expected
that, too.

You always have.

When was the last time you needed me to
line up with you, Big Bat Masterson?

I'm sorry.

You and Joe are so different.

If I'd treated you the same, it would
have been bad for both of you.

All right, Mom.

We'll work this thing out somehow.

Suppose you'll be turning those pictures
over to your people. You'd have to do

that.

If by my people you mean the police,
they already have them, Pat. They lent

to me.

I see.

Pictures alone aren't evidence.

Right now, they're probably getting
ready to arrest your brother in the act

taking bets.

Then he'll be in real trouble.

They won't. He's finished with that bit.

I'll guarantee that. He's finished, or
I'll break both of his legs.

That's good enough for me.

That's all, then.

Let's go, Mark.

Later, bud.

Tell Ma I said goodbye, huh?

Hey, is this some kind of a put -on?

I mean, all the trouble you went to?

You don't want anything in return?

I don't want a thing.

Disappointed?

That's the way he is.

Wait a minute.

Those kids are yours.

What are you doing about them?

I've arranged for the use of one of our
small recreation areas for as long as we

need it. It's not a football field, but
I think it'll do for a start.

What do you think?

I don't see why not.

All right, that's the lesson for today,
fellas, how to fake and cut.

Now, I'm going to do this for you one
more time.

The object of this is to get the
defensive player to make his move before

do. See, now you know exactly what
you're going to do, and he doesn't. So

got the edge on him. Now watch this.
Let's go.

Chief? Yes, Mr. Sanger.

Like the last guy in the world said,
where is everybody?

I can answer that, Chief.

I know your answer.

Everybody's back at the old clubhouse
bottling Molotov cocktails. You read me.

We didn't exactly expect a mass
conversion.

It's going to take time, and this is a
start.

Could be the end, too.

What do you mean?

Those kids out there with Masterson.

They could be in a lot of trouble when
they get back to their neighborhood

tonight.

That's the word going around in the film
where they say nobody's gonna show up

here tomorrow won't be able to

All right.

Now let's play some more games.

Don't be hostile, man. Turn around. Put
your hands behind you.

You gonna talk at us for a while, Chief?

I'll sit down.

What are you afraid of?

I never thought one practice session
would turn one little kid into such a

that it would take this many of you to
put him down.

Football's that good. You guys ought to
come out to the field yourselves.

Man, we get enough of cops without
playing games with them. Hey, listen.

I don't know if you can dig it, but I'm
not in this to brainwash anybody.

I grew up right here on this street, the
same as you did.

And anything I ever got came by way of
my knowing how to handle myself.

Now, football may not help, but it sure
can't hurt any.

It's as simple as that.

Rah.

Nice to move him out.

Well, this isn't bad, Eve.

You're no Mama Torino, but you're
improving.

Thank you, Chief.

I won't tell her you said that. It might
hurt her.

I had her put it up for you.

Mama.

She's a cookette for you herself, the
way you like it.

Special.

How would you like a transfer to the
traffic division meter maid detail?

They can be arranged, you know.

Your interest in food surprises me,
Chief. Why should that be?

After what happened to your Masterson
balloon, I expected you to be a little

your feed tonight.

On the basis of that fight in the alley,
it can't be the end thing to do.

Come out for football and a romp with
your friendly fuzz.

I'm not in any hurry to write Masterson
off.

Maybe we haven't hit on the way to get
the most out of him.

But we'll find a way.

Now, even the worst of those kids has to
know Bat's clean, he's straight, and

he's successful.

Most important, he's on our side.

And, man, that's costing him points.

except that fact.

You know, we're trailing in the first
quarter, but that's not the ball game.

As long as we have Masterson on our
team, we're alive.

I intend to win.

Pass the spaghetti sauce.

Thank you, Mama.

Something I can do for you? My name's
Harris.

Your brother Joe is into us for two G's.

He said you'd cover when he quit today.

Quit? Yeah, Joe's been working for us.
He said you were going to make him stop.

You're the bookie, huh? Right.

What about the two G's?

I'll have to talk to Joe about that.
Fine.

Do you know where he is?

Where? At the Cole Hotel on Kearney
Street.

Room 308.

A woman?

Poké game. Your brother Joe likes to
play with the big boys.

High stakes.

That's what happened to the two Gs.

Joe Masterson's in there.

He's my brother.

I want him.

Yeah, I should have recognized you.

Come on in, kid. You're always welcome
here.

I'm Georgie Maine.

Sam, make room for Bat Masterson and
give him some chips.

Like a hundred bucks back, you want that
much action, don't you? No, thanks. I

didn't come here to play.

Cash out, Joe. We're going home.

Don't give me orders, Bat.

I'm staying where I am.

Come on, man. Let's move.

If this is a family fight, baby, you
take it someplace else. But not tonight.

There are no kids playing in this game,
and that includes your brother.

See you around sometime.

If you feel tired, Georgie, sit down.
Don't lean on me.

Cash out, Joe.

It's the first decent line of cards I've
had in a month.

You don't want to go, huh?

Okay.

Sit down.

Over there where I can watch you.

That's going to be all right, Joe, as
soon as he rests.

I didn't mean to do it.

Look, he tried to punch my eyes out.
Yeah, I know, Joe.

What are you doing?

I'm calling the police.

Come on, come on.

Joe, it was self -defense. We don't have
anything to hide.

You mean I... have anything to hide.

But if I'm picked up here, I've had it.
I'm dead on my parole.

Yeah.

Yeah, okay.

Get out.

Get out of here.

How?

Do what I tell you. Don't argue with me.

Just once in your life, do what I tell
you, huh?

Here, get me the police.

Somebody reported a shooting.

Yes, it was in this room, and I still
want the police. Is that all right with

you?

Commissioner, I don't care how we handle
it, so long as it's my way.

Right.

You don't like my coffee?

I don't care for any.

Well, as den mother of this snake pit, I
can't accept that answer, Mr.

Masterson. It's going to be a long
night. Why don't you change your mind?

It's already a long night.

If I do, I'll let you know.

All right, Commissioner, I'll buy that.

Good night.

Commissioner Randall wants me to
understand that this is a very messy

and I am obstructing the serene course
of justice.

Too bad.

Not bad.

Let me check my understanding of your
story.

You met Georgie Maine in a saloon the
first time after you left us.

Right. You got to talking about cards.

Next thing you knew, you were in a high
-stakes game with some other guys. Never

saw any of them before.

Where'd the other guys come from, Bat?

Were they in the hotel room when you got
there?

No. Georgie made a couple of phone calls
while we were drinking in the bar.

Now, this bar...

You said you didn't know the name of it,
never been there before.

That's right. But you could take us
there now.

You wouldn't have any trouble finding it
again.

Well, if I had to, I guess so.

What difference does it make?

We need the identity of those men.

If your story's going to hold up, we
need them as witnesses.

Was Joe in that room at any time?

No, he wasn't. You're very sure about
that? How could I be half sure?

Mark, these cats are bugging me.

What's the matter with them? Do they
have to hang this thing on Joe? Maybe

know Joe.

They know you.

You wouldn't cover for anybody else.

I'm not covering for anybody. You're
just as bad as they are.

They are trying to help you, man. You
better dig it.

Unless you want to try it for the
backfield over at Q next season.

They got a lot of good men over there.

You might not make it.

I'll take my chances on that, too.

There's no way to keep the press away
from a story like this.

Once you're booked, you belong to the
public.

I'm not asking for any favors. My fans,
if I have any, will have to love me for

my scoring record.

Your fans won't have anything to say
about it, even if you're acquitted.

Maine was a known gambler, football pool
connections.

Your league commissioner will want your
uniform for even being in that room. He

can have it.

All kinds of people.

Don't let them down.

They'll make out.

They need another hero, they'll find
one.

The woods are full of heroes.

You jerk.

You have anything to add, Ed?

Only an amen.

That case has nothing else to do.

We have a feeling, Joe, that Bat is
protecting someone.

Someone who was in that hotel room with
him.

Do you have any ideas about that?

No, I wouldn't.

Did you know Georgie Mains?

I know the name.

Is that all?

That's all.

Joe, let's be sure you understand what
can happen to your brother.

For that matter, to the whole Masterson
family, if Bat's life and career go down

the drain.

Well, why should anything happen to Bat?

Or his career?

The way you told it to us, he was only
defending himself when he accidentally

knocked George Main out that window. And
everybody has a right to self -defense.

That's right.

Everybody has a right to self -defense.

But consorting with known gamblers, the
implication of an attempted fix, he may

be through with football.

Or vice versa.

How about a cup of coffee?

No, thank you. Come on, you show me
where it is and I'll do the work.

Mrs. Masterson?

No, thank you. I'll stay here.

What about it, Joe?

Are you going to let him throw away
everything he's worked for all his life?

I know this is difficult for you, Mrs.
Masterson, but you've got to believe

Chief Ironside is trying to help. I do.
I realize that.

He can't do it without that.

If you think that Joe is not being
completely honest... I understand what

getting at, Miss Whitfield.

What you're asking me to do amounts to
making a choice between my two sons.

Doesn't it?

I can't do that.

No, of course not. I'm sorry.

Eve, we're keeping these people up.

Let's go.

Sleep on what I said, Joe.

And sleep on this, too.

Bat can't get away with it.

We're going to find those other poker
players, and when we do, they'll

And you'll have let your brother throw
himself away for nothing.

Fuzz.

I hate them.

They're always on the make.

Always got the squeeze on. Joe, they're
only trying to help, Charles.

All right, but why rouse me?

Are you sure you told them everything
you know, Joe?

You weren't in that hotel room, were
you?

Charles isn't trying to protect you, is
he?

Look, Ma, this is between Bat and me.
You stay out of it.

Nice man.

Mark, take us around the corner out of
sight.

Look, I'm going out.

Don't wait up for me, huh, babe?

You're coming back?

Are you kidding?

I'm only going for a walk.

Good night.

Good night, Mom.

You know what I think, Pat? I think I
made a mistake when I didn't make his

parole officer a present of those
photographs.

You didn't lose anything by it. You're
wrong. I'm losing you, so are the kids

your old neighborhood.

So is the whole country.

out of town tonight.

Look, man, you owe me a couple of
favors.

No, I need a little front money.

Harris, this is big heat.

No, they're not after me yet.

Cosmo, I'm not here. Brother's making a
scene as a family hero.

Yeah, but you know he's got a crumble,
baby, and when he does, little Joe's

gonna be long gone.

How do you like him, Bat?

Never said I had to like him. I only
said he was my brother.

The job you had offered tonight.

You still need a wheel, man.

Well, what's he talking about?

The job for tonight.

Wheel, man?

Armed robbery.

Stop him.

How? On what charge?

Suspicion of intent to commit a felony?
We don't even know what job he's talking

about. All right, then I'm in.

Look, pick me up right here.

Yeah. That.

If you want to stop him, parole
violation is all we have.

Tell me he was in that room when Georgie
Maine was killed Your brother

only has three more years to do on that
first stretch if we lose him now He's

eyeball to eyeball with 20 to life All
right, what do you say?

It's your job.

I'll let you go.

Just as long as it's with me.

But bet on your brother!

sudden it's all right to be out here
with me.

I'll be honest with you, Bat.

They wouldn't be here, but you happen to
have one thing going for you.

What's that?

Joe's your brother. Yeah, maybe they
think he can still turn out bad.