All language subtitles for vip_s02e11_dangerous_beauty

Easy now, girl. There's plenty to go
around.

Good Lord.

I'll be zero.

Being L .A.'s hottest artist definitely
has its perks.

This is dreaming. I don't want to wake
up.

If he was still at the bomb, he wouldn't
need us.

You know, I've got a sketchy print.

Hey, dog.

Hey, my beautiful people.

Not a bad guy yet?

Actually,

it's a bad girl.

Yeah, that's my favorite kind.

Hey, drink some food on the house for
this group.

Thanks, Wellie.

Okay, so some mystery gal bursts into
Bobby's house, totally freaks him out.

That is so not the way to think of a hot
guy. Well, I don't think she was caught

in them.

Bobby.

Bobby.

Hold on.

You have to do that. That is such a
turnoff.

She's clean.

Sketch me, Bobby?

I'd love to.

You've got a killer look.

Wow, that chin.

Those cheeks.

Nice.

You get a great pose, darling.
Delicious.

Okay. There's your sketch.

Thank you.

All right, Relic. I need a refill. Got
it.

Bobby. You've been avoiding me.

Well, excuse me.

When's your next auction?

Monday at the Holtz Gallery.

Oh, my God. It's you, isn't it? You're
the one who broke into my loft?

I need that hand to paint. We must talk.

You're breaking my arm. I'm sorry. I
don't mean to hurt you. What are you

painting next?

Help. It's her.

Stay with us.

Not going to catch a nap.

What kind of a super stalker was that?

Hi, this is the girl working at a hot
dog stand when a movie star asked me out

on a date.

I happened to save his life, and so in
order to save Ace, he told everybody

I'm a professional bodyguard.

Which, of course, I am not. Trust me. So
then I was asked to be a figurehead at

a bodyguard agency, and they said I'd
never have to use any weapon or be in

danger. And I always am.

Nice bird.

Top speed 120 with 100 -mile cruise
range.

Now, this baby can be dismantled and fit
in the trunk of your car.

That's when you can say, booyah.

What's the billet?

Thirty -two.

Thank you.

I can get one shipped from Korea for
about twenty -eight and a half.

Thanks for the ride.

Wait, wait, hold up, hold up. All right,
ladies, all right.

Thirty -thousand, and I'm throwing a
deluxe arm pack.

Booyah. Box it up.

What? Any buzz on the aquastalker?

She's beautiful, has a foreign accent,
and likes the beach.

That covers half the bimbos in L .A.

I'm running her jets through Interpol.

No matches yet.

We need to move Bobby to the penthouse
for safety.

He'll work there to get ready for the
stalking he has coming up.

Val has to put down drop cloth.

We don't want any paint on the
furniture.

Better than on his canvas.

Bobby Zero is a respected artist.

His paintings sell for more than the
gross national product of chestnut.

Stop lame.

Say something.

No. People.

Okay, Bobby's attending a pre -auction
party tonight. We need to set up the

and the ears of the gallery. Let's go.

What, you know I'm a collector?

$10 ,000?

That's a weak supply C4 for me.

Ah, so, you're the ones keeping my star
in one piece.

Stephen Holtz, gallery owner. I'm the
exclusive agent for Bobby Zero.

Once we get our equipment up, we'll be
out of your way.

Gallery's closed until this evening.
Place is all yours.

Do you have any idea who Bobby's secret
admirer might be? Ah, Bobby has no

shortage of followers.

Johnny Lowe, one of our associates.

Nice to meet you. Yes, you too.

Ceiling security's camera up and
running.

My, my, my, you people are good.

Show off.

Excuse me, I have a phone call.

I don't want any distractions.

I'm sure this stalker is just some
overzealous fan, sir.

I've... Hired a bodyguard. Just take
care of it. Fill me the next project.

This is the last one.

Actually, there are three more to do.

When I arrive, I want Xero's paintings
completed with the proper color schemes.

Yes, sir, Mr. Van Loder. I'll handle it.

national treasure under our roof.

Yes. Being the figurehead of the most
famous bodyguard agency in the world

not suck.

Oh

my

gosh, I think he's sucking me out.

I think he wants to paint you.

Shut up.

Would you get me some orange juice?

No, he didn't.

Speaking of juices, my creative ones
need stimulation. This stale muller,

it's just not doing it for me, Val.

Did you just call our place stale?

A stale donut.

Well, you're going to need a cork,
buddy, because we're going to stimulate

juices until you burst.

Uh -oh, what's going on here?

Time into the ballast, here.

Mmm, you gotta get it now.

Okay. You ready, Val?

Right foot, yellow.

You can do it, Val. You can do it. Rise
like a serpent. Rise like a serpent. I

love the shape. The symmetry is so
beautiful.

I'm asleep.

Perfect.

Okay, I'll get it.

Okay,

you. Do not move. Okay.

Hello.

Ah, you're going to have to amputate my
foot. No.

Bobby.

What's with her?

Twister acting.

For your next masterpiece,

in shades of purple, if you don't mind.

Purple.

Purple. Purple.

What if I'm feeling chartreuse?

Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, ours is not to
question why.

Purple, if you don't mind.

When my hot tub heater broke, well, it
was quite a surprise.

That's when I fathered Frosty Surprise.

Broken wings of love.

A melancholy encounter with an injured
butterfly inspired this piece.

If this guy was any more full of hot
air, he'd have taken off.

Can you feel it?

Can you feel the vibration?

Huh? Do you feel the love?

The butterfly.

Papillon in French.

Okay, now that's what I'm talking about.
That's a bomb.

That's not my work.

Steven! We're at Sea of Tranquility.
Steven!

What's the problem?

We're at Sea of Tranquility.

Let's do a little painting mix -up and
Bobby's starting to hyperventilate. Take

a chill pill and then take him in the
back room and find the right one.

I mean, how do you lose a painting? I
don't know. Where did you put it?

I didn't. Steven put it somewhere. I
don't know where he put it.

Let me... What happened to the alley
guy? It's her.

Get those tires.

I know I did. I did too.

They're bulletproof.

Who are those guys?

I wonder if they felt the blast inside.

What the hell was that?

Nicky.

Are you okay?

No.

And neither is that canvas.

This kind of stalker uses a bulletproof
escape van as backup.

My new fear is bullying.

Thank you for your wisdom, old great Zen
master.

Guys, come take a look at this.

This is playback from the gallery's
surveillance camera.

That's one hell of a flashlight.

Actually, that's a modified infrared
resonance scanner.

Basically an x -ray pipe.

When did Stalker start carrying those?

She's no stalker.

More like an art thief.

Oh, yeah. Their role in the creative
process is crucial.

Inspire!

Wait, wait, wait, wait. Slowly on, big
guy.

Wait, but... What?

I need inspiration. This is how I
create.

Not in this house.

Come on, girls.

Charlie Sheen's going to be sending a
cab for you.

Adios. Vaya con Dios. Mamacita.

Bobby.

What's going on here?

Well, hello to you too, Stephen.

The auction is Monday.

Finish it.

Then I need two more. I can't just
splatter paint up there. I'm an artist.

Not a bricklayer, okay?

No, no, no, no, no.

You are whatever I say you are.

The critics are always looking for a new
darling, and this year I told them it

was you.

Two more.

By Monday.

Mr. H just flipped the script.

Totally.

We better keep an eye on him.

Nikki, Holt's making a pickup at the
airport.

Tell him.

Toss will meet up with you.

Love to.

Oh, looks like Bobby Bobby needs a
creative jolt.

I know.

Get your butt out of the swamp and do
what you do best. Yeah, make like a van

and go. Paint, paint like the wind.

I don't know.

It's going to take some heavy doing and
firing.

Well, how do we drop Twister?

I have an idea.

Keep going. Don't slow me down.

biggest American art collectors coming
to the auction. I don't want any

problems. I made my point.

You'll finish.

Excuse me, Mr. Holt.

I found this in the back.

What should I do with it?

Who's the artist?

Unknown.

Original, angry, raw energy.

Well, register it for the auction.

It makes much money.

Yes, Mr. Holt.

She's a little more so.

Is she available?

Spoken for.

By one of Bobby's art assistants.

Pity. It's just my time.

Well, contact the agency. Have them send
up a girl.

The usual.

Not a problem.

Johnny, where are you?

Johnny.

Have

you

ever heard of knocking?

Why are you harassing our client?

I don't want any trouble from you.

It's a little late for that, isn't it?

You're making a mistake.

Hi, darling.

D -I -A -K -G -B

-M -I -5.

Married four times?

You get around, Tasha Dexter.

Who are you?

One move and you're dead.

I was just going to do the same thing.

Maybe it's some kind of secret code.

I think it's a whole other painting.

It's a Van Gogh.

Don't make me use these.

It's all right, Val.

Ronit's a friend.

Are you okay?

I'm not the one who got my ass kicked.

Ronit's with the Mossad, Israeli
intelligence.

Tracking down stolen Nazi treasures like
this one.

Ten works have been moved from
Switzerland to Argentina and then to

day. Holton's a fence.

Ben Loder's the seller.

Well, what does that make Bobby?

I think they call it a sucker.

Van Loder had the idea to cover
masterpieces with primer and then have a

work painted over.

Bobby's prices were trumped up to
establish cover.

The works were then turned over to Van
Loder's buyers at a phony auction.

Great. I'm the art world's version of
Milli Vanilli.

You guys just need to kick some ass and
go get those paintings.

We will.

As soon as Holt springs them out of
hiding for the auction.

Well, look at the bright side.

At least Bobby doesn't have a stalker
anymore.

Thanks. Just send me the bill. I'm going
to Palisades Park.

Is that something I said?

He'll be okay. We've got an idea how to
figure out Ben Loader's next move.

Ben Loader holding up the Pacific Hotel
into the auction.

You could bug his room.

Earth to Johnny.

I'm good, but I'm not invisible.

You don't have to be.

Can the Zen talk?

What did you find out while playing
Spider -Man?

Well, uh, he ordered his call girl to
his room.

You know, he likes him spunking and,
uh...

So I was thinking, um... I know what
you're thinking.

You're pimping me out now, is that it?
Wait, wait.

I mean, this is for the good of the
team, right?

Unless you have a problem with it.

No, I mean, no problem here.

I mean,

I guess if you're cool with that.

Well, we're only talking about bugging
his room, right?

Enter.

You painting something, buckaroo?

Yes, you.

Kinky. Linda, are you comfortable?

Oh, baby.

He's a killer.

Oh, let me kill some more of that dog of
you.

Baby, let me paint that dynamo. Morning.

For the cost of facial.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, the whip.

You are a beast.

You're a whore.

No games.

You will strip now.

I paid good money for you.

What do I look like, some bloody call
girl?

Yeah. Wrong.

Technicolor dude.

I'm out of here.

I must.

I must.

You know, I think I'm going to miss
Bobby Bobby.

I know.

We have his painting.

Yeah, they use him as a figurehead. He's
so dirty. He's so mean.

You don't think he's really going to
throw himself off the victim at

Park, do you?

No, I mean, he's a drama queen, but he's
not going to be that stupid.

Yeah, because, you know, he has so much
to live for.

Yeah, I know. So much to live for.

Like, uh... Like... Like, um... How do
you think of so many things?

He wouldn't do that. No, I mean... I've
got to find him. You've got to find him.

Go.

my hard drive, but I finally got
something on Ronit.

Don't bother.

Ronit's a friend.

Did your friend happen to mention that
20 years ago her entire family was

slaughtered by Czechoslovakian communist
agents?

Looks like Bobby might want to
reconsider hiring us.

Let's find him.

Oh, my God!

Oh, my God, Bobby!

Don't do it. You're too young to die.

I mean, I know your life is a total
brick, and it's not even worth living,

look at the bright side.

You have both your ears.

You're way ahead of that Van Gogh guy.

Relax. I wasn't going to jump.

Oh, good. Thank God.

I didn't even know where I was going
with that whole ear thing anyway.

Lots of Jones to paint, Val.

Well, Max and I will inspire you.

It's not that. I don't want to be an
artist anymore.

Why? You have what every single guy in
Hollywood would die for.

Chicks?

Name recognition.

You're a celebrity, okay? That's even
better than being a movie star.

You don't have to do anything, and
you're famous.

I don't do it.

You're right. Bobby Zero doesn't have to
paint to be happy. I mean... Oh, wow.

This is so amazing.

Val, I... For the first time, I feel so
free.

I... You're coming with us.

How much for freedom?

Complete the two paintings with the
colors I've provided.

I don't think so, Buster. His painting
days are over.

Whoa.

I've just been inspired.

What about irons?

Kill her.

Boy, I'm sure glad I took that painting
course at UCLA Extension.

You can use them both until the auction.

Once it's over, we'll kill them both.

Enough of the Peeve and Tom business.

My trigger finger's itching for action.

Big surprise.

Look, we can't leave Val and Bobby
hanging like this.

We must hold off until the auction.

Bernie's right.

Val and Bobby are safe until the
auction.

If we rescue them now, she'll never get
the panties. Whatever.

It will work.

Unless the world's greatest bodyguard
decides to try something daring and

everything off.

I doubt it.

No way.

Highly unlikely.

Finally, something I agree with.

Twenty -seven. Do I hear twenty -seven?
Twenty -seven, very good. Do I hear

twenty -eight? Twenty -eight, twenty
-eight, last call, final warning.

Twenty -eight, going once, twice, and
sold at twenty -eight.

Oh, first one's up next.

Frosty Surprise by Bobby Zero.

Catalogue number thirty -seven. Opening
bid is...

50 ,000.

50 ,000. Do we have a 55?

It's going very well. Nine more and we
get rid of these two.

We're going to die.

What are you going to call in the
cavalry?

Do we have a 65?

Do I hear a 65?

Do I hear a 65?

$65. Madam.

I meant 65 ,000.

What, for that hungry crap? Are you
kidding?

65.

65. Do I hear 65?

How do I know it's not a fake?

I don't care if it's a fake. I'll take
it.

Rita, I didn't know you were an art
collector.

I'm not. My mother -in -law is visiting
me. I have 37 minutes to redecorate my

guest room. That doesn't give you very
much time.

She's like that.

75.

Val, is that weird guy your date?

No, he's trying to kill me.

Oh, I just recently completed a course
in self -defense. Would you care for me

to name him?

No. Ouch. Not right now. It's okay. I
think I have it under control. Just keep

playing. Excuse me. She's just kidding.

You sit here and shop.

Do I hear a 78?

78 says Canadian.

I wonder if the lady would mind getting
into the spirit of things.

Eighty -five cents, and I'll give it to
you in shiny new pennies. See, that's

the spirit. That's the spirit. I'm going
to bet a dollar.

Madam.

If you don't refrain yourself from this
behavior, I will be called to another

security. We have to get out of here.

We haven't sold the paintings.

You stay here. I'm leaving.

Move now.

Valerie, Valerie, if you ever need a new
bodyguard, please call me. I would love

to. The map.

Thank you.

I'm going after Van Loader.

You get the painting.

Here, take my car.

Don't you scum!

I'm done.

Hey, do you copy? I'm here, Tasha.

I've got you and Van Loader on my
computer screen.

Don't let him get you out over the
ocean. He'll outrun you.

I'll push him east.

Pass me the Van Loader's radio
frequency.

One Van Loader gram.

Coming up.

Thank you.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I just get up.

Phew. Uh -oh.

Tata, your tank is flashing empty.

It might not be the best time for a dog
fight.

I'm staying on it. I'm the weapon.

Tata, I'm serious.

You've got less than two minutes.

So stubborn sometimes.

Machine gun and missiles online.

Use the red button on the control handle
for the machine gun.

That loader was enough.

That was just a warning shot.

I'm on the missiles, and I won't have to
take you out if you do not land

immediately.

Tori, we don't think so.

He's right, Tasha. If you miss, you'll
take out a dive scraper.

Tasha, you're running on fumes now.
Please land.

Hey, Tasha, stop it with the missiles.

You got him boxed in.

You want to explain that?

Justice served.

Van Loder.

He's the check agent that massacred your
family.

You never cared about the paintings.

I had my priorities. You would have done
the same.

You're wrong.

I don't mislead friends.

You'll understand.

Maybe we'll work together again
sometime.

Cops are everywhere.

Pull your disappearing act or you won't
be working with anybody.

I've been thinking about that name
recognition thing.

And since it's adios to art for me, how
about this? How about this?

Bobby Zero's Recycled Art Supplies.

That sucks.

No, no, just wait a second. I'm just
going to work my magic with your name.

come up with something.

I would do.

This was a killer idea. I can't thank
you enough.

To Ground Zero, the coolest coffee house
on the left coast.

Oh, wait, wait. I gotta show you guys
something. Come here.

Look at it.

Ta -da!

My emerging artist queen.

whole new career.

I think I'll stick to what I do best.

Blowing things up.

Are you sure, Nikki?

Because these puppies have been drawing
quite a lot of attention.

Hey, speaking of paintings, did you guys
recover all ten of those stolen

masterpieces? Oh, yeah. Ronit's task
force has them under lock and key.

Oh, good.

Yeah.

Rumor has it that they're having a hard
time getting one back.

I don't know why.

No! No! Stop!

You can't take my mango!

You can't take my mango! We were just
getting to know each other!

really well, and he's really my long
-lost uncle!

His sister's brother died!

It's mine! I'm gonna cut off my ear! I
need it! It's mine!