All language subtitles for Sliders.s04e18.Way.Out.West.eng

Well, that was brisk.

I hate the cold.

It must have been
80 below back there.

You want to talk cold? Try starting your
car up on a winter morning in Detroit.

If your coat bunches
up in the back

leaving some skin showing,
you hit that vinyl seat?

Yeah, now this is
more like it.

I'd say.

Did anyone see
a water fountain?

Or a Pizza Hut? My blood
sugar's running a little low.

We better find something soon because
we've got five days till the slide.

Five days? We could die out here.

Maybe not.

Huh.

I knew you'd come through, farm boy.

So what you got
on your mind, huh?

You know how to make an animal snare
out of your shoelaces or something?

No.
Someone's coming.

Hello. Howdy.

Do you think you could
give us a ride to town?

Maybe it's a mirage.

What in the name of Samuel T.
Colt are you all doing out here?

It's hot enough to burn the
blueberries off a Brahma bull.

Very colorful mirage.

We got separated
from our wagon train.

One of our horses got snake
bit and the rest of them ran off

'cause my friend here
forgot to hobble them.

Well, why didn't you say so? Go on.
Get aboard before you fry your frijoles.

Two of you better get up here on top 'cause
we ain't got a lot of room back there.

Hey, bro, where'd you
come up with that story?

Happened to me once.

Prom night.

And better shake
your bootstraps.

We're in Mr. K's territory.

Mr. K?

How're you all doing?

Just fine, ma'am.

Now that I'm graced with such
a beautiful traveling companion.

Who's this Mr. K?

Oh, only the low-downdest varmint
this side of the big muddy.

And ugly?

He is so ugly that when he was whelped,

the doctor horsewhipped
his mama.

No, that's a fact!

Did he say "varmint"?

Him and his boys been raising
hell all over these parts.

Stampeding cattle.
Burning out homesteaders.

They got this whole
territory spooked.

So mean he once shot
a man for snoring?

Yeah, you heard of him.

They say he's got a face that'd
scare the ugly off a $2 whore.

But I don't want to get close
enough to him to find out.

Hooch?

So what brings
you out west, Miss...

Beckett, Maggie.

Maggie.

Well, actually, we're just passing
through. What about you, Mister, uh...

Call me Ben. I'm traveling on business.

It's Mr. K!
It's Mr. K!

Hey, give us some cover.
Give us some cover!

Colin!

We lost Colin!

Stop the stage!
Stop the stage!

Oh, man! Colin!

Stop the stage!
Stop the stage!

We got to go
back for Colin!

Are you loco?

We left him!
That's Mr. K!

Pal,
you want to join him?

Throw down that strongbox!

What if you found a
portal to a parallel universe?

What if you could slide into
a thousand different worlds

where it's the same year
and you're the same person,

but everything else
is different?

And what if you can't
find your way home?

I'm sorry
about your friend.

Anything I can do to help, I'm
staying at the Palace Hotel.

Thanks.

Well, now what?

See if we can
rustle up some help.

Did he say "rustle"?

Uh-huh.

Okay, so,
what's the story here?

Something has
delayed this world's

technological advancement
by about 150 years.

Could be one
of a million things.

All these guns are making me
jumpier than a long-tailed cat

in a room full
of rocking chairs.

Sorry, it's catchy.

The longer we wait the slimmer the
chances we have of finding Colin alive.

Doesn't anybody in
this town knock anymore?

You scared the hell
out of me!

Sorry.
You are the sheriff?

Well, what does it say on
the door you didn't knock on?

Undertaker.

Oh. Well, he's upstairs. Downstairs
it says sheriff. Now, what do you want?

We were attacked.

Our friend got knocked off the
stage about 10 miles outside of town.

He was shot and could
be seriously hurt.

He was shot by someone
by the name of a Mr. K?

Mr. K,
do you say?

Well, that's what
the driver said.

Well, what the hell you
want me to do about it?

You're the law.

I want you to help us find
him and the man who shot him.

The buzzards are probably
picking at his bones by now.

You want my advice, is just
do your grieving and move on.

Thank you. You've been a terrific help.

If that sheriff's too
yellow to help us find Colin,

we're just gonna have
to find him ourselves.

Yellow?
What?

You called the
sheriff yellow.

No, I did not.
Did.

Hi? Hello? Could we get
some customer service here?

Just hold your horses.
Would you just...

Did you get it?
Hold your horses?

You run the
livery service?

Livery, saloon, dentist's
office. I'm expanding.

Not much future
in law enforcement.

That's terrific. We'd like
to rent a couple of horses.

Show me the money.

Whoa, whoa!

You know, if I was looking for
an outhouse, that'd do just fine.

What?

I don't know where
you come from, son,

we haven't used paper money around
these parts since the recession of '74.

I don't suppose
you take credit?

Nope.

But I might be able
to work out a trade.

See, I need a little songbird
to entertain my saloon customers.

Excuse me?

You know, nothing fancy.
Just perch up on the piano,

bat them beautiful eyes, and maybe,
you know, flash a little ankle.

I don't think
the lady is interested.

Why, that's a shame.

For a short-term contract, I could
fix you up with a couple of horses,

throw in the tack
and gear to boot.

Forget it.

Well, it'd be a pity if your friend
was left lying out there in the desert.

We got fire ants.
Did I tell you that?

Little bitty scutters,
but bite?

They just...

You know, I saw a fellow
once fall into a nest of them,

swole up something
terrible before he died.

Heard him screaming
two counties over.

Okay.

Two shows a day,
three on Saturday,

room and board
and you keep the tips.

Now, any private arrangements are
strictly between you and the customers.

Why, Miss Beckett,
you're a vision.

Yeah, I clean up pretty good.
Stake a lady to a drink?

I didn't realize
you were an entertainer.

Neither did I.

I won't be making a career out
of it, I'll tell you that much.

Yeah, it's just as well. Saloons
like this are on their way out.

Folks coming West these days are looking
for a more family-oriented experience.

Something for the wife
and kids to do.

Not just drinking,
gambling and girlie shows.

I ain't paying you
to drink my whiskey.

How about giving
them pipes a workout?

I guess I'm on.

Excuse me.

I don't suppose
you know any Madonna.

De Camptown races sing this song

Doo-da, doo-da

De Camptown racetrack
five miles long

Oh, de doo-da day

Going to play all night

Going to play all day

Bet my money on
the bob-tailed nag

Somebody bet on the gray

Came down
with my hat caved in

Doo-da, doo-da

I go back home
with a pocket full of tin

Oh, de doo-da day

This looks
like the place.

Yeah.
Colin!

Colin!

It's Colin's shirt.

Maybe somebody
carried him off.

And took him where?

Yeah. Well, don't look at me, Kemo Sabe.

I can't even tell you when the
BART is coming without a schedule.

Damn.

I'd lie still
if I were you.

Where am I?

You're on our ranch. I found
you out by Jawbone Wash.

You're just a boy.

Am not.

Name's Ellie.

Ellie Starr.

Someone put a hole
through you.

Rest easy, mister, or I'll
put another one in you.

You one of Mr. K's boys?

No.

But I think the piece of lead in
my shoulder belonged to him, though.

Ellie, you got chores.

Ma.

Now.

The slug missed the bone
or you would've lost that arm.

Now, if this came from Mr. K's gun
like you say, you got to be damn lucky.

He doesn't miss.

You know him?

He put one of these

in my husband's back.

Walk across the floor
in those tight pants

Will you bust a seam
when you do that dance, baby?

Tight pants!
Making me steamy

Tight pants!
I know that you want me, baby

Tight pants!
I can see romance

Tight pants!
I love those tight pants

Put them in the wash

Put them in the dryer

Shrinking them tighter

I can sing higher

Tight pants!
Everybody sing it

ALL. Tight pants!

I know that you want me, baby

Tight pants!

Place seems
a little dead.

All right, folks. I'm gonna
be taking a little break.

That was fun, huh? Just
remember to tip your server.

Wait. Come back!

I don't appreciate
being shot at.

Didn't realize you
were on the stage.

Man's got to
make a living.

I thought that's
what I was here for.

Easy, boys.
No use in spatting.

We're all gonna make
a lot of money together.

You told me the homesteader problem would
be taken care of by the time I got here.

Don't worry about it.

Mr. K has been doing a fine job putting
together properties for development.

Those dirt farmers are
sitting on land we need.

I said don't
worry about it.

Well, I am
worried about it.

If we can't lock up this land,
this whole deal falls apart.

Looks like the songbird
got out of her cage.

Let go of...

My God.

What's the matter, missy?

Never seen a real
gunfighter before?

Ever see a real
toothbrush before?

There's no need
to drag her into this.

What do you care?
You sweet on her?

What were you
doing out there?

I was... I was looking for the boss.

I'm done with my first show. I was
hoping I could get out of this wardrobe

and freshen up a little,
maybe, before dinner.

Baths is two bits. Four
bits if you want fresh water.

I'll take it out of your pay.
Now, get out of here.

Do I know you?

I don't think so.
I'd remember your face.

I'm sure you would.

Oh, here now.
You shouldn't be up.

I need to get into town, ma'am. My
friends are probably looking for me.

Well, then,
let them find you.

You're not gonna be getting
far with that wound, mister.

My name's Colin Mallory.

That's a big gun.

It was my father's.
He was in the army.

He fought with General
Schwartzkopf at Gettysburg.

I told you not
to touch that.

Can you shoot?

My Daddy said a man's got
to know how to use a gun.

And look where
it got him, hmm?

Mean hombres.

Yep.

Back from Wormhole Gulch. Aiming
to do some drinking or some duking.

Yep.

Your chaps hurting you
as much as mine are?

Yep.

You didn't find him?

Well...

We found some wagon tracks.
Someone may have picked him up.

Who?
We lost the trail.

Great. Well, we've got another
problem. Mr. K's in town.

And it seems he's
an old friend of ours.

What?
Kolitar.

Kolitar, the Kromagg?

No, Kolitar,
the care bear.

When we sprung him
from the slide cage,

this must have been the world
he bounced back to.

Talk about the good, the bad
and you're really ugly.

How did he know that we
were on that stagecoach?

I don't think he did. He didn't
recognize me in this get-up.

But I overheard him talking
to the sheriff and that Ben guy

about some scam they have to steal
the land away from the homesteaders.

Maybe we got in the middle.

Some of the homesteaders
might have picked up Colin.

We've got to check out all
the local ranches in the area.

There's probably a list of
deeds over at the land office.

We're going to have to keep
these horses for a spell longer.

All right.
Well, just find Colin

before I owe my soul to the company
store, if you know what I mean.

Evening, little lady.

A hearty appetite
is a good sign.

I know it's
not my place,

but if I could say
something, ma'am.

It's pretty clear the
girl misses her father.

It most certainly
is not your place.

I know you're trying
to protect her,

but don't let her grow up
ashamed of her feelings.

What would you know
about our feelings?

I don't ever want
Ellie to grow up

not remembering what a good,
kind, loving man her father was.

But I will not
raise her around men

who think that every problem
can be solved with a gun.

Ma! Ma!

Your strength seems to be
coming back, Mr. Mallory.

I'll run you into town
in the morning.

Ma!

What is it?

Ellie! Oh, my God.

You may recall, I had a
business transaction going

with your husband that was
never satisfactorily concluded.

Please, just let
my daughter go.

Excellent.

Now we're negotiating.

I have something you want
and you have something I want.

You son of a bitch.

Hand over the deed to
this little patch of dirt

and your daughter walks away from this
with a minimum of emotional scarring.

All right.
Just don't hurt her.

Leave the ladies alone.

You.

I know you, pilgrim.

Yes, you do.

Don't.

Go to your mother.

Move out.

This ain't over.

I ain't never seen
nobody shoot like that.

Killing is nothing
to be proud of.

Help me. Help me get him into the house.

Oh, my.

Sliders!

Now I know where I've seen
that dance hall floozy before.

You know these people?

Oh, yes.

You say there are two more?

Yep. Black fella and a white
fella. Rented them some horses.

Well, it can't be
a coincidence.

They must have
followed me here.

Things are just starting
to come together.

We can't afford to have them
meddling in our plans.

Don't worry.

I'll see that they don't.

...M-C-A

That was incredible.

I've never heard
those songs before.

Well, "Y.M.C.A." is
always a show-stopper.

And those dance moves you do, that's
a bit spicier than I'm used to seeing.

Too much?

Oh, no.

Actually, I was wondering if you'd
like to join me for dinner tonight.

Corral your ponies there,
Bronco Billy.

A song and a dance is all you
get for the price of admission.

What?

Oh, no, you misunderstand.
I just thought we could talk.

You see,
when I was watching you,

you are so self-assured,
so in control.

You can keep 100 drunken
cowboys nailed to their seats

with just a look in your
eye and your attitude.

Stop.

It's very powerful,
Maggie.

And I find powerful women
very attractive.

Well, I guess
a girl's got to eat.

You know,
with your talent,

I bet you could help me with
my new project I'm working on.

What project is that?

Ben Siegel thinks
big, Maggie.

You see, I got a plan to change this
little one-horse burg into a Mecca,

a crossroads.

Everyone coming West will stop
right here in Las Vegas, Nevada.

Las Vegas?

Don't you even know
what town you're in?

Ben Siegel?
"Bugsy" Siegel?

That was my grandfather.

He didn't like that name very
much, I can't say I do either.

You trying to cheat me?

What are you
trying to pull?

Oh, no!

Quinn!

Nobody cheats
Quinn Mallory!

The land office has claims on
three more ranches south of town

that we haven't
checked yet.

If we head out now, we should
get there by first light.

Yeah. Somebody
picked up Colin.

That's why we
haven't found him yet.

And no news is good news.

Quinn! Quinn.

Tell me you just didn't shoot a
man in cold blood in the saloon.

What?

That's what I thought.

You've either got a really
hot-tempered double on this Earth,

or Kolitar knows
you're here.

Now, why would he want
to frame you for murder?

Kolitar and his gang are trying
to scare off the homesteaders.

Yeah. According
to the land office,

Sheriff Redfield
and a Mr. K.R. O'Magg

have been snapping up
all of their property.

And Bugsy's waiting in the
wings to put his casinos on it.

Bugsy?

Yeah. Our friend, Ben,
from the stage.

Ben Siegel III.

Doesn't that tell you
something about human nature?

I mean, this whole world doesn't
even have indoor plumbing yet,

but they've got the mob.

Yeah.

Well, I'm not going
to sleep with the fishes

because Kolitar's afraid I'm
going to mess up his little scheme.

Man shouldn't
ride after dark.

It's awfully easy
to make a misstep.

You know I didn't do it.

Well, I wasn't there,

but there's about 50
eyewitnesses said you did do it.

I guess I'm gonna have to take
you in. And your friends, too,

for aiding and abetting.

I sure am gonna miss
my little songbird.

Tweet, tweet.

We'll find her.
Lock them up.

Oh, that hurts.

Now look what you've
done to my good sewing.

I'm sorry.

Sorry I messed
up your yard.

Where'd you learn
to shoot like that?

I grew up on a farm.

Everybody had to
know how to shoot.

Shoot raccoon, deer.

But I learned never to aim
a gun at another person.

It was one of
my father's rules.

It was one of my
husband's rules, too.

After he came back
from the war, he was, uh,

changed.

He put that big pistol of his
in a box and never touched it.

So Mr. K shot him
in the back.

Got to get into town.

Now that Kolitar... Mr. K knows
I'm here, he'll go after my friends.

I've got to help them.
No.

You're not going anywhere.
You've lost too much blood.

He'll kill them.

Well, you can't be much help
to them if you're dead.

Do they have to do that
right out where we can see it?

I think
that's the point.

That's cold, man. I
mean, that is really cold.

Well, how we
doing this morning?

Fine. You seem to
be limping a bit.

Well, don't you
worry about it.

Oh, and your friend's gonna
be joining you real soon.

She's a feisty little
thing, isn't she?

Look, isn't that
a bit premature?

I mean, we haven't even
seen the judge yet.

Well, ask and you
shall receive.

Hear ye, hear ye, hear ye.

The circuit court of the great
state of Nevada is now in session.

Do you have anything to say in
your defense before I pass sentence?

I didn't do it.

So noted.

The court sentences you both to
hang by the neck till you're dead.

Oh, and by the way, don't forget
to try them grits this morning.

Esther Mae can work
herself around a skillet.

Mmm.

You know, you're really
getting on my nerves.

You ran out on me last night.
I thought we had a date.

Mmm.

The man may be a
low-down lying polecat,

but he wasn't lying
about them grits.

Oh, Lord. Somebody stop me
from talking like this.

You know, we have
the advantage here.

Okay, framed for murder, iron bars, necktie
party... Am I missing something here?

Think about it.

We have seen every
cowboy movie ever made.

We know every trick
in the book.

And on this world,
movies aren't invented yet.

I'm sorry
I ruined your evening.

Just a little disappointed. I
thought we'd have made a good team.

So, at least you'll have the
satisfaction of watching me hang.

That would be
overreacting.

Are we talking about me and
my friends exposing your plan

to murder, intimidate and defraud
the locals out of their land?

I was talking about you
standing me up last night.

Oh. So you're not going
to turn me in to the sheriff?

Didn't plan on it.

Then why are you
holding that gun on me?

'Cause that's my horse
you're stealing.

Oh.

Here. You might need this.

Things are getting a little
too crazy for me around here.

I thought you were
in business with Redfield.

I was.

He promised to have the
land available if I come up

with the capital
to start the casinos.

I didn't know he hired gunslingers
to run off the homesteaders.

See, my grandfather might
have done things that way.

I don't.

Well, maybe I'll try Reno.

I need your help.
My friends are gonna hang.

From what I saw, your
pal, Quinn, deserves it.

All right, this is really
difficult for me to explain, okay?

But I really believe
he was framed.

If I could just find Colin, maybe
we can find a way to bust him out.

Colin?

I heard Mr. K talking to the
sheriff about someone by that name.

Says he's holed up in
a ranch outside of town.

Says he's gonna take care of him
right after he strings up your friends.

Did he say where?

Climb up. Let's go.

You ready?

Yeah.

Guard!

Guard! Guard!

Escaped! Quinn's escaped!

You don't expect me
to fall for that, do you?

I saw this trick in The
Man Who Shot Kaleeth-Tar.

Why did you frame me?

Why did you
follow me here?

We didn't.

You expect me
to believe that?

In an infinite number of worlds, you just
happened to end up on the same one I did.

Look. We released you from the
slide cage, why would we follow you?

Why do you humans do
anything? Meddlesome vermin.

You can't ever leave
well enough alone, can you?

You just have to impose your own
sense of morality on everyone else.

Okay. Okay,
let's cut a deal.

All right?

Now, we have to leave
here in a couple of days.

I still have the timer. If you set
us free, we'll get you off this world.

What makes you think
I want to go anywhere?

You stranded me on this world. Well,
I made the most of it. I'm Mr. K now.

My name inspires terror
from here to Saint Louis.

You sure
it's not your face?

It helps.

I'm free to go where
I want, take what I want.

This world's mine
for the picking.

It's a good life for a Kromagg and
I don't need you around to spoil it.

Sorry it had to end
this way, human.

But this town ain't big
enough for the both of us.

I love saying that.

At least
let me drive you.

Maggie!
Colin. Thank god.

Easy.
Oh, I'm sorry.

Kolitar's here.

I know. Where's
Quinn and Remmy?

Kolitar wants us
out of the way.

He framed Quinn for murder.

In a few hours, your friends are gonna
be having a little throat trouble.

I need to
borrow your gun.

It's gone.

Oh, my God.

Ellie.

Hello?

You better get yourself out of here before
you get yourself in a real mess of trouble.

Are you Quinn?

Yeah. Who are you?

My name's Ellie Starr.

I'm a friend of Colin's.

He's okay?

Yeah.

He wanted me
to give you this.

Get out of here!

Little girls shouldn't
play with guns.

You killed my father.

Yes, I did.

You going to shoot me now?

Is that what
your daddy would want?

Is that what your friend,
Colin, would want?

For you to be a killer,
just like me?

Come on!

Make your daddy proud.

Come with me. You wouldn't
want to miss the party.

Ellie! Ellie! Ellie!

Pitiful.

Can't even turn out a
decent crowd for a hanging.

Hopefully business will pick up
once you put the slot machines in.

Any last words?

This sucks.

Yeah.

I never thought it'd
end like this, Remmy.

Can't think of anyone else
I'd rather hang with.

Same here.

May God have mercy
on your souls.

Ma!

We're too late.
Stop!

Give me the gun.

Shoot them down!

Does anyone
have a Ricola?

You okay?

What do you think?
We were just hanged.

It's good to see you, bro. You, too.

Nice shooting, farm boy. Thanks.

But I'll be happy if I never
have to use one of those again.

You just can't get
good help these days.

You know, you fellas are violating
the lawful order of the court.

I'm just gonna have
to cite you for contempt.

Oh, you don't want
to do this, songbird.

You're already
in enough trouble.

I'm in big trouble?

What's going to happen when
the folks of this town find out

that you hired a gunfighter
to run them off their land?

Oh, and by the way, you owe
me for two shows and a matinee.

Sliders!

Ellie!

You people make me ornerier than a
one-legged man in a butt-kicking contest!

Sorry, it's catching
around here.

Let her go.

I had a good thing
going here.

Nice steady income,

travel.

I'm my own boss.

You had a million other worlds
where you could go to.

Why couldn't you just
leave this one to me?

We didn't come here
on purpose.

But now that we're here, we just
can't walk away. We can't just leave.

I was afraid
you might feel that way.

So, I guess I'll just
have to hit the trail,

find another world
to put down roots on.

And since I don't need you
dogging me every step of the way,

I'm going to have to ask you
for your sliding device.

I'm afraid I must insist.

Ma!

Give it to him.

You got anything else
under there?

Bring it here!

Now, let her go.

Why not?

You pulled a gun on me once.

No other human has
done that and lived.

I'm not armed.

Well,

that doesn't
usually concern me.

Okay.

Let's make this sporting.

Pick it up.

Let's see if you're more willing
to use it than her father was.

Colin, no!

Pick it up.

Stand back.

I guess this'll be
the last time we meet.

"Adios. " Yahoo!

Family heirloom.

It might be worth
something someday.

Thank you.

Nothing like a shot of
whiskey to cure a sore throat.

So how does it feel
to be a free man?

Better than a poke in the eye
with a hot branding iron.

I'm sure a lot more of Judge Redfield's
convictions are gonna be overturned

now that the Kromagg mind
manipulation defense has been upheld.

It helps to know
the new judge.

Your honor.

I thought you were
going to Reno.

Oh, no need.
Turns out Redfield and Mr. K

went to all that trouble trying to
drive off the homesteaders for nothing.

They're perfectly
happy to sell out,

for a chunk of the casino
and showroom profits.

Well, here's to
good old American greed.

Ladies and gentlemen, direct
from Saint Louis, New York...

If you gentlemen
will excuse me.

...performances for
the crowned heads of Europe,

please welcome
the songbird of the sage,

the warbler of the west.
Miss Maggie Beckett!

How hard is she going to
be to live with after this?

I don't even want
to think about it.

I want to see you sweat
I want to see you grind

I want to make you mine

I'm losing my mind

Walk across the floor
in those tight pants

Will you bust a seam
when you do that dance, baby?

Tight pants!