Afrikaans
Akan
Albanian
Amharic
Arabic
Armenian
Azerbaijani
Basque
Belarusian
Bemba
Bengali
Bihari
Bosnian
Breton
Bulgarian
Cambodian
Catalan
Cebuano
Cherokee
Chichewa
Chinese (Simplified)
Chinese (Traditional)
Corsican
Croatian
Czech
Danish
Dutch
English
Esperanto
Estonian
Ewe
Faroese
Filipino
Finnish
French
Frisian
Ga
Galician
Georgian
German
Greek
Guarani
Gujarati
Haitian Creole
Hausa
Hawaiian
Hebrew
Hindi
Hmong
Hungarian
Icelandic
Igbo
Indonesian
Interlingua
Irish
Italian
Japanese
Javanese
Kannada
Kazakh
Kinyarwanda
Kirundi
Kongo
Korean
Krio (Sierra Leone)
Kurdish
Kurdish (SoranĂ®)
Kyrgyz
Laothian
Latin
Latvian
Lingala
Lithuanian
Lozi
Luganda
Luo
Luxembourgish
Macedonian
Malagasy
Malay
Malayalam
Maltese
Maori
Marathi
Mauritian Creole
Moldavian
Mongolian
Myanmar (Burmese)
Montenegrin
Nepali
Nigerian Pidgin
Northern Sotho
Norwegian
Norwegian (Nynorsk)
Occitan
Oriya
Oromo
Pashto
Persian
Polish
Portuguese (Brazil)
Portuguese (Portugal)
Punjabi
Quechua
Romanian
Romansh
Runyakitara
Russian
Samoan
Scots Gaelic
Serbian
Serbo-Croatian
Sesotho
Setswana
Seychellois Creole
Shona
Sindhi
Sinhalese
Slovak
Slovenian
Somali
Spanish
Spanish (Latin American)
Sundanese
Swahili
Swedish
Tajik
Tamil
Tatar
Telugu
Thai
Tigrinya
Tonga
Tshiluba
Tumbuka
Turkish
Turkmen
Twi
Uighur
Ukrainian
Urdu
Uzbek
Vietnamese
Welsh
Wolof
Xhosa
Yiddish
Yoruba
Zulu
All right.
Give me the chip.
I know it's here.
Fine. It's not worth dying over.
That microchip's worth two million dollars.
All right.
Now turn around.
Into the range. Go.
Go. If you kill me, you'll never get the real one.
That's just a decoy. Check the serial numbers.
There's four instead of seven.
Hello.
Val, you still have the chip?
Sort of.
There was this creepy guy hanging around, so I just snuck it in someone's
pocket. But somebody I can trust.
Someone you trust?
Yes. Val, that chip is a prototype worth a fortune. Who has it?
Val, you have to listen to me. They have tracking devices.
Get that chip back here now.
Okay, I've got to go. Bye.
Come on, let's get out of here. I've got a plane to catch.
What's that beeping noise?
Hey, you're not my regular cameraman.
Give me the chip, big mouth. I don't know anything about a chip. And besides,
you're ruining this segment.
Did you see that?
Valerie Irons, and I've been wanting to talk to you for my show.
Do I get a hug at least?
Thanks, Robin.
I left this chip thingy here for safekeeping.
Gotta go.
Champagne wishes, caviar dreams, and nobody said anything about chips.
You guys don't understand. I got lucky punch. I'm not a bodyguard, but we are
good for your head name on the door. You'll probably never even leave the
office. You help us pull in the rich and famous.
We'll do the rest. We're professionals.
We'll take care of all the tough stuff. I'll never be in any danger.
Never, never, never.
So, where do you want to go? You want to go to Santa Monica or Malibu?
No, just take me to the street at the Sun, Sun and Surfer. Oh, Surfer.
Can you believe they paid me to do this? I didn't know bodyguarding would be
such an easy job.
This is not being a bodyguard, Val. This is getting a free jag, a penthouse,
expense account. This is the job of a lifetime.
Except the downside is... You occasionally have to earn it.
That's right.
Okay.
Hi! So where are we going?
Oh, some rich lady rented the Kendall Park estate for her daughter's wedding,
and we have to guard her.
You gotta guard somebody for their wedding?
Yeah, that's our job.
Ooh, would they be cute guys there? Well, I don't know if you'd be able to
the difference, because they'll be wearing tuxedos, unfortunately.
That's okay. A big old server in a tuxedo would do me just fine.
This is business, Max.
That means that Max isn't going. Is that what you're saying?
Is that long enough?
Don't drop anything, and if you do, leave it there.
Mm -hmm.
Okay.
Double -seater cut.
At the beach, I heard there was a hurricane coming in.
I think it's her.
I hope Val is ready for this.
She'll be fine. She's got street signs.
Good. Maybe she can be our driver.
Hey, guys.
You know, I have an idea.
How about this time we don't carry guns?
What? I don't know, a gimmick like MacGyver. We're not really in the market
a gimmick, Val.
Not another one, anyway.
Valerie Irons.
It's murder.
Oh, my God, I'm having a dynasty moment.
We're really thrilled for you and your lucky husband to be.
Really? Well, actually, it's my daughter Cynthia who's getting married.
Nah, come on now. No way you're old enough to have a daughter.
I see that you train your team well.
I try.
Come on, I'll show you around.
They'll take their wedding vows there by the waterfall, and the seating will be
here. It's a beautiful setting for a wedding. My ex -husband and I always
this place.
We spent our second honeymoon here.
I thought it would be perfect for Cindy's wedding.
Oh, that's so romantic.
That's why we're here, isn't it, Mrs. Murdoch? Your ex -husband?
Harry still casts a long shadow, even after eight years.
I was hoping people would have forgotten by now.
Come on, now. Harry Murdoch was pretty notorious.
I can't believe you were married to Harry Murdoch.
Oh, yeah, I saw him on the news.
Harry and I had some wonderful years together until I found out what he did
a living.
The point is, the best thing that came out of our union was Cynthia. And I
want anything to ruin her special day.
We can handle it.
And please, none of Harry's old friends.
Some of them still believe that he knows where that $17 million is. Do you
believe that?
Don't worry.
Oh, I have to meet Cynthia at the florist.
Uh, look.
Needless to say, the less that Cynthia hears her father's name, the better.
Feel free to look around.
She's ripped.
Anyway, when I get married, I'm not going to do any of this goofy stuff. I'm
going to do the oldest thing in Vegas.
Here you go, man.
All
right.
All right.
Let's go, my man.
Hey, it's Murdoch.
Hey, Murdoch.
Oh, you're looking good.
More flexing than ever.
You look like a sport of exercise, huh? Oh, check you out.
I hear they're going to fumigate the prison by letting you out.
That's a crab, Murdoch.
I think you've got something to tell me.
That $17 million he's told, tell me where you hid it. I'll cut you up.
Good.
It would have been not the truth.
I'd like to share some of that with your wife.
What are you talking about?
Serena, you old lady.
Last visiting day.
You weren't around.
I'm gonna kill your murder.
In trouble again.
When are you going to learn?
It was all a big misunderstanding.
Keeping a big secret like you've been doing, Harry.
It riles people up.
What secret's that, warden?
It's just you and me, Harry.
Everybody knows you hid the money before you got busted.
Now, if you want to come clean...
Maybe share the money.
I'll see to it nobody messes with you in the lunchroom or the yard. I could help
you, Harry.
Warden.
I'd like to reveal the location.
That's good, Harry.
That's real smart of you.
I'll require a 48 -hour leave of absence.
During which time, I'll lead the federal authorities to the 17 million.
Federal authorities?
In addition to which, I'll also require a bonded security firm to guarantee my
protection the entire time I'm out. Now, you look here, Mary. Naturally, I'll
credit you for your involvement in all this.
If you're messing with me, Harry, I promise you, you don't want to do that.
the feds I'll require Valerie Allen's protection.
We're no deal.
Have a nice day.
Two wedding guests have criminal records. One white collar, the other a
possession charge.
My preliminary opinion, neither poses a threat.
Check. Three guests have ties to the news media.
I FedExed them privacy documents to sign and return by Wednesday.
Check.
Okay, can you do me a favor?
Can you get me an advance description of all the outfits for the girls' wedding?
So we can check off each guest as they arrive?
No, because I'm trying to figure out what I want to wear.
Yes, I will discuss that with Miss Irons.
Okay, put the phones on hold. Everybody listen up.
Get this. Harry Murdoch has decided to lead federal authorities to the money he
stole. He has two days' leave, and he wants us to provide security.
Also, he's not such a bad guy after all.
Come on, Val. That's just some coincidence.
Murdoch and his daughter both want a VIP?
Well, maybe this wedding just has him thinking about all the mistakes he's
in his life. Middle -aged men do become extremely introspective at milestones
involving their daughters.
I read it in Psychology Today.
Why do they both want us?
Smells wrong.
On the other hand, for a 3 % finest fee of $17 million?
Do we care?
There's only one way to find out.
We take the meeting, and we evaluate.
Well, we don't have to go to some yucky prison, do we?
Let me back when you're done, man.
Hey, murder, where you going?
Come on, we can still call Nikki. She's much better at this than me. Your name
is on the door, remember?
Bring them back in one piece.
Or a bunch of little pieces.
We've got the work for you.
Let's get the customer.
Darn.
Hey, man,
bring some of that scrap back for me.
Bring with it.
Excuse me, are you the escort?
Tasha Dexter, pleasure to meet you. This is Valerie Irons.
Hey. I don't know if this is all it took to make the legendary Valerie Irons out
of the 7A mill a long time ago.
More than a penny?
Okay, enough of the love fest, Murdoch. You got what you wanted.
Wait, where are you taking him?
First of all to Company HQ, and then to the 17 mill, wherever that may be.
No, we were told that we were meeting with Mr. Murdoch.
If we chose to represent him, a transport scenario would be worked out
approval. Hey, you know, if you're not interested, no sweat. We can handle it
ourselves. Evidently, Phoebus and Bacchic here haven't read the agreement.
So you've got 48 hours. What do I need to know?
Are we going to spend them all here?
Would you prefer that I rip this up and flush you back inside?
No harm, no foul.
I want to get out of here.
Now. Get inside.
I'll pay you double for doing great.
Why not?
Because he's in danger.
Come on, they're going.
Okay, we're going to follow them to the marshal's office.
Whenever.
Perry was a pretty successful bank robber, but that's not where the $17
came from.
Well, who else has $17 million lying around?
The cops.
Harry ripped off their department's confiscated drug money.
If federal marshals have friends on the force, no wonder Harry's afraid for his
life.
See, you do have a soft spot, Tosh.
Don't count on it.
Turn down, come to me.
Do you get this on your arm?
To explore and from me to
you.
Hey, when do you serve lunch on this block?
I'm not very talkative
today. Are you okay?
Yeah, I'm okay.
That's how you stop the van?
That's good.
Could have killed me. That was comfortable, baby.
Just like working at home.
Get out.
Well, I don't like it in here.
I said get out.
What's going on up there?
What do you mean, what's going on up there?
Get behind the wheel!
Beautiful day in the Los Angeles Basin.
Miss Murdock, I got Robin Leach looking for perk credentials.
Would you approve that?
Oh, yes, yes, yes. He's a friend of mine. It's fine.
Yeah, Mike, he's clear. No, no, no.
Hold it.
Not one more step.
I'm the only person here who knows how to make a pair work.
That's it.
Look,
look. This is wrong.
Smell these flowers.
Smell these flowers.
I have known delivery men who smell better than these flowers. Several,
actually. Do you think these flowers will smell good for Cindy's wedding
tomorrow? Don't answer that question.
Take these back.
You know, Babs and Jim were dying to use them. But he was allergic to her fur.
That can be a problem.
There's Cindy. Over here, darling.
Isn't she beautiful?
Starting early, I see.
Am I not entitled on the day before my sweetness and light takes the most
important step of her life?
I said the same thing the first day I joined my brownie troop.
Oh, my God.
Quick!
You've got to see this.
Tell us what happened.
I was holding off the sniper when one of the bodyguards came up and struck my
partner from behind.
And how did she react?
I was surprised, to say the least.
To repeat.
A U .S. marshal is in critical condition today following the escape of convicted
bank robber Harry Murdoch, who was last seen riding off in a car driven by
Hollywood bodyguard Valerie Irons. That wouldn't do that.
Would he?
Let's hope not.
Dad broke out?
Honey.
Excuse me.
If he messes up this wedding for her, I am going to kill him.
For those who don't remember, Valerie Irons rose to prominence from out of
nowhere with the heroic rescue of film star Brad...
A member of her firm?
Like you could ever pull any of that off without me guiding you every step of
the way.
Somebody needs to switch to decaf. We can't call the offices. The feds will be
all over our communications.
We can only hope that we weren't followed.
Stand back.
Just relax, superstar.
Hi. Thank you.
You're welcome.
I'll get you later. Not a problem.
Hey, I wanted to get freshened up, so I popped the concierge.
Don't worry, I used a fake name.
I am getting good at this.
I am going out on a quick recon.
If he tries anything, I won't be far.
He's not going to try anything. He's a perfect gentleman.
I mean, like, escaping.
Oh.
Hello.
So, let's make a raid on the minibar.
Tasha didn't give me a key. She doesn't trust me.
Well,
that's not that problem.
We'll pay for whatever we take.
This just saves me having to wait for your friend to come back. I mean, she's
got one of these up for yin -yang.
Tasha's cool. She's just a professional.
As opposed to what?
Nothing.
Nothing.
You know, the cops are probably really pissed off at you.
The cops ought to be thanking me.
Hello, 17 million?
Yeah, okay, I took the money from a bunch of dirty cops that skimmed it off
busts. Dirty cops?
That money was hot twice over before I got it.
Stolen from criminals by criminals with badges.
Which makes you a criminal.
Yeah, but better I should have it than them.
The guy that was shooting at us out there.
Detective Sergeant Rene Batiste.
He's one of them.
That's a brick.
Not really.
Voila. We have the minibar. What's your poison?
Oreos.
That'll do.
Val.
Can I trust you?
Uh, that depends on what you want me to do.
Believe me.
What I'm about to tell you.
Money means nothing.
I only agreed to leave the feds to it as an excuse.
Oh, an excuse to escape. Well, no escaping. Tasha was very clear about
No.
All I really want is to go to Cynthia's wedding.
And that's all I want.
What?
This is how you plan to find them? What, are you going to cruise the beach and
stare at chicks?
Mrs. Batiste, I'm still waiting on that credit check.
Checking. I've got a Valerie Irons credit transaction for yesterday at the
Pacific Bluffs Hotel.
Copy. Come on, what are you waiting for?
Oh, go away.
I'm taking a nap.
Just wanted to see if you were okay.
Am I okay?
My father, who I haven't seen in eight years because, oh, yeah, because he
$17 million, is on the lam with the head of the bodyguard agency my mother hired
to protect my wedding.
Yeah, I'm, you know, I'm on top of the world.
Well, if you and Ted want fireworks tonight, I can help you with that.
Sam, I think we're okay in that department.
No, I meant real fireworks.
Anything that goes boom, I'm there for you.
Thanks.
You know, my mom and dad, supposedly we're all lovey -dovey, used to
come to this place and make out or whatever.
I used to think maybe he'd just show up on my wedding day and we'd be a real
family again.
Well, he showed up all right.
Ruined everything.
For what it's worth, I can relate.
You know that $17 million your dad stole?
Hit money for my grandfather's illegal business.
You ever heard of the Franco family?
The mob family?
I didn't like it any more than you do.
That's probably why I get such a kick out of blowing things up.
Maybe we can just get through this, okay?
Can I see your wedding dress?
Oh, my God, it's so cute.
Really cool.
Okay, hot shot, bank robber. How'd you get caught?
I worked with a partner, Paul King.
He was a pretty physical kind of a guy.
Whenever there was a fight, he'd be right in the middle of it. The last job
pulled, the one with the dirty cops, Paul was on lookout.
His vice cop cowboy out of Metro spotted him.
Without any warning, just up and shot him.
No. The same guy shooting at us back there was Rene Batiste.
He's the guy who shot your partner?
Yeah.
They were a lot easier on me. They just dumped their whole rip -off operation
square on my back.
Will you stop the car?
Will you please stop the car?
It's just hit me. What? What just hit you?
What a mess I've made of everything.
I don't break for guilt trips, Harry.
I was in prison for eight years.
Eight years I can never get back.
And that was never my time to begin with. That was my daughter's time.
That's so sad, Harry.
The answer is no.
We can't take the chance. We are not going to the wedding.
Patrick, come on. We can just let him see his daughter get married. Then we'll
turn him back in.
No. No.
They found it.
I'm getting out of here.
I was distracted.
Sorry. Get in the car.
No, I'm not getting in the car.
Harry.
He's in the wood. Don't let him get away.
Go, go.
Harry.
Gun arm in the air.
Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm down behind your back now.
Hey, hey, hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hey, gorgeous.
Look out!
Oh, no!
Shoot her! Shoot her!
You owe me one.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
How can you take the wedding pictures without the bride?
Cynthia has told Nicky that he needs just a little bit more time to think.
Just a little more time?
I don't have a little more time.
I'm trying to create something special.
A spectacle.
You see? With everyone cooperating. If there's no cooperation, there's no
spectacle. Can't you understand that? Can't anyone understand that?
Hi, I'm Robin Leach. Welcome to an extraordinary wedding.
Beauty, money, taste, and a dark criminal path.
That's the untold secret behind the society wedding of young Cynthia
Here we are as the countdown begins, and the bride has yet to show.
Hello.
Robin.
I just...
I just need a real drink. That's it. I'm okay.
Val,
I don't see how this is going to get us into the wedding.
Don't worry, Harry. I do this all the time.
You're kidding.
A lot of trouble?
Yep. It's the only way to fly.
Um, shouldn't we wait for Tasha?
Hurry.
Just do as I say.
When Natasha speaks, just pretend she's speaking Russian.
Are you sure you can do this?
Oh, sure. I do it all the time.
So long!
Natasha, can I talk to you?
In seven different languages.
I'll try and stay on a good side.
Kendall State Security, how can I help you? We're with VIP.
These people say they work with you.
I've never seen them before.
True. Just kidding.
They're with us, all right?
Yo, what you guys got yourselves into? More trouble than he's worth.
We're just going to hang out here for a little while, and then we're going to
turn back in. Oh, hold on.
You might be in the look good and make the client happy business, but on this
side of the gate, we're in the keep anyone disruptive out business, and he's
definitely disruptive.
Here with you and Nikki is the safest place for us until we can set the record
straight. Oh, that's not what she said an hour ago.
That was before Harry saved your life.
Hey, guys, all I want to do is see my little girl get married. Now, is that
asking too much?
Well, you better be on the level.
I guess they're not stupid enough to stick with a sissy -colored car.
Bite me, Gervick.
We're not getting any closer to that money.
If you kept your eyes on it the first time, you wouldn't be here right now,
would you? Gervick, you're only in on this because you had custody of Murdoch,
okay? We don't need you now.
Sure you do.
You need me because you're too stupid to find him on your own, you see. I know
Harry.
Deep down, he's a real soft touch.
He's going to his daughter's wedding.
I'll bet $17 million on it.
Let's go call some of the guys. Come on.
Cynthia? Oh, hi.
Valerie Iron.
No, no, no. Come on in.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you like this.
Oh, you know what? Right now, I have to tell you, there's nothing about this
wedding that would surprise me.
Well... Wait a second.
Weren't you on the lam with my father?
Yeah.
Actually, he's here to see you.
Are you ready to see him?
Right now?
I don't know.
Well, I mean, you're not ready to go to a wedding either, so I'll be ready.
Yeah, you know, my mom, she hired somebody to help dress me, but I sent
home. I know, I heard. It's just as well, because my mom...
tries to pretend that we're high society, and I know that she spent her
life saving us on this rented house, or I should say every penny that my father
had left her from his so -called career.
Is he really here?
Have you seen him? Yeah, he's here.
Look at me.
You look great. You just gotta get dressed.
Val thought it'd be a good idea if he cleaned up and changed his clothes.
I'm so nervous.
Don't be nervous.
Hello, Harry?
I have Cynthia. She's here to see you.
Nikki, quick. Murdoch's on the loose. He climbed out of the northwest bedroom.
What was that thing? It's not your fault.
It's not your fault.
Excuse me.
I need some help here. Hey, I'm the bass player. I've got to set up. $10 ,000
for 15 minutes' work and the use of your truck.
$20 ,000, but I'm in a hurry.
Let's go. Come on.
All right.
This is the place.
Good. I love weddings. Very funny.
Fine murder. I want that money.
Try the back.
Check the perimeter. Find him.
Find Murdoch.
He's got to be here somewhere.
Harry. Harry, wait.
Go on.
Go on. We'll settle up in a minute.
I think we have some unfinished business here.
You're all grown up.
You know, you always told Mom this was a special place. Now I know why.
I didn't come here just for the money.
Well, then what's going on?
You said you were here to watch your daughter get married.
All right, then.
I tried you.
Sending a million for a hug and a kiss.
Daddy.
Daddy.
Daddy.
Your dad's a bank robber.
A damn good bank robber.
The money's yours.
Yours and Ted's. The whole seven days.
I can't let you do that.
We're just in time for lunch.
At least people will always remember your wedding.
Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon. Now that I have your undivided
I'm looking for my friend Harry Murdoch.
Where is he?
I got you.
Right.
If you cover me, I can probably reach.
Cover you.
Daddy, I don't want the money.
Give it to Charis.
Quick, Nicky, you're the closest.
Bust up a good wedding cake, huh?
Yeah.
Catch the gold paint, sucker.
Get the sharp.
Shoot the shooting.
The idiot.
Oh, here we go again.
Put the gun down.
Hey, Murdoch, you forget something?
Now put the damn fire out. I'm taking the money.
Let her go.
Let her go!
So before God, man, these distinguished guests, I happily pronounce you husband
and wife.
Oh, and remember, there are no files in this cake, gentlemen.
Here you go.
Don't forget your napkin.
I am so happy for the both of you.
That makes two of us.
Thanks, Mom and Dad.
I can't believe I'm saying this.
Well, who'd have believed we had gotten married out here?
Oh, and thank you, Val, for arranging this with the warden. No problem.
Since Harry gave him credit for the reward money, they've been best friends
since.
That's good. We may actually get out of here before our first anniversary.
Yeah, maybe.
With Tease and his lot behind bars and the money we covered, my lawyer said
would be a chance for another trial.
Oh, if you need a character witness, I won't tell anybody.
Thanks.
So, should I interest you in maybe a little celebration?
I'm privy to the prison of the supply.
I think I better give that up now.
Now, when I do that, I have some more money stashed away from another job.
Oh, Harry, you devil.
Aren't they cute?
Mm -hmm.
Come on, Mikey.
You would not believe the traffic out there. I got halfway to the beach, and I
decided, forget about it. I'm turning around, I'm going home, and I'm sitting
the pool.
Well, that's my plan.
Val, I'm not trying to pry into your suddenly busy and glamorous lifestyle.
But you're going to anyway.
Yes, I am.
Where the heck have you been for the last two days?
I've been working.
Don't you watch the news?
Did you fall into the middle of some wacko terrorist attack again?
Well, kind of.
Well, I thought those people you worked with said that you were just going to be
the figurehead for their agency and that you weren't going to get into any
trouble.
Well, it doesn't matter. We're here. We're relaxing by the pool. I don't even
want to think about them.
Can't find what you're looking for?
Get subtitles in any language from opensubtitles.com, and translate them here.