All language subtitles for Life on Mars S01E14 Coffee, Tea or Annie

Where'd you meet her?

Skating rink.

I ran over a dog.

Take my advice, introduce it to your
friends, gin and tonic, and then you do

what you like with it. Take some skating
lessons.

Hey, boss. Irish coffee.

Heavy on the Irish, right? Of course.

What were you hoping for?

Upstairs, inside?

Gotta be inside, down, dead.

Back in high school.

Hibernation famous. Fats hibernate, too.
Even some root. Back off.

Jim talks.

Her name's Valerie Palmer.

She's the air hostess for Pan Atlantic.

That makes two.

Two what? Two twos. Couple of months
back, another girl got dead.

Annalisa Franco.

Case is still open. We need to get this
guy before there's a third.

The press get wind of it. Well, we found
Valerie's purse.

Cash and cards still there.

Witness saw a man running north wearing
a mask.

What kind of mask?

Ski mask.

He's not wearing underwear.

We should get a rape kit.

A what kit?

We found a flight case, too. Her diary
was in there with her clothes and stuff.

Read it.

Really?

It's her diary.

Chris, she's dead. The diary might tell
us who wanted her that way. Fez made

hibernation famous, but bats hibernate
too.

And the hibernation keeps going and
going and going.

Hibernation.

What's the matter? You fly this girl
before there's a spaceman?

Holy cow.

How is that even possible?

What is it?

Annie.

Annie, you gotta see this.

This is really quite...

Extraordinary. Like she could be a twin.

My name is Dan Tyler.

I was in an accident and I woke up in
1973.

I don't know how or why I'm here, but
whatever's happened, it's like I've

on a different planet.

Now maybe if I can work out the reason,
I can get home.

Not really.

Not really at all.

There's no explanation that occurs to
me.

Well, as a man who is intimately
familiar with unexplained phenomena, I

overthink it.

Overthink it?

I've had a lot of practice lately trying
to make sense out of things that don't

make a whole lot of sense.

You say you're from the future.

And your mother, well, she's my age.

Your father, uh, I was attacked by a man
that you say was your father.

And now a stewardess turns up dead who
looks exactly like me.

And you say don't overthink it.

I know it's a lot, and I am happy to
take the blame.

All right?

I'm just sorry the crazy seems to be
rubbing off on you. You don't get it.

This isn't about you.

This is about me.

My life.

Look at that girl's face back there.
Look at me.

How can you just stand there and insist
that this is some puppet show that's

being performed in your head?

Annie, I'm sorry.

Valerie died of blunt force trauma to
the back of her head.

There was evidence of sexual activity in
the 48 hours before she died, but

nothing that would indicate it was
anything but consensual.

Enter.

Tyler, glad you're here. We need your
expertise with this surveillance stuff

you're always going on about.

Okay.

Do you like anyone for the Valerie
Palmer murder? Not yet. Well, Annalisa

and Valerie Palmer lived in the same
building in Chelsea.

Yeah, a lot of Stu's lived there.

It's like the Playboy Mansion as far as
I'm concerned. I'm picturing pillow

fights and pillbox hats.

That does sound like a good place to
start.

That's what we're thinking. Well, last
time around, our investigation got

stalled.

We need to try something different this
time.

Different? Different how?

Different... that.

Oh, you gotta be kidding me.

don't have to do this, Annie. Going
undercover is a dead girl's insane idea,

even for Hunt.

It was my idea, Sam.

Your idea? Right. Why?

We know that the killer wore a mask.

As far as he's concerned, Valerie never
saw his face, so I shouldn't oppose any

immediate threat.

Yeah, except that he left you for dead.
He's going to make sure he gets it right

the second time. We'll bring him down
before he does.

Sam, I went through Annalise's file.

It was nothing but dead ends. We have no
leads in Valerie's case. We can't just

stand by and let another girl turn up
dead.

No, no, no, no.

Annie, why are you doing this?

The universe is trying to tell me
something.

I need answers.

And you're going to get them by posing
as a dead flight attendant?

No, I'm going to get them by posing as a
dead stewardess. Right, same thing.

Someday that word will become
politically incorrect.

Why?

I'm not sure.

I guess it's demeaning. Really? Will the
same be said for seamstress and

princess in this wonderful future of
yours?

Okay, I think we're getting off topic
here. Sam, there was no next of kin to

notify. This girl led a very lonely
existence.

All right here in her diary. She was a
recent transfer to New York. She was

getting to know her crewmate. That's my
reason. I can do this, Sam.

And I would like it very much if I had
your help.

You'll wear this pin at all times.
There's a microphone hidden right here,

wouldn't let anybody get too frisky. A,
because they'll find the device, and B,

because we'll be monitoring you. And the
last thing I need to hear is the sound

of your whoopee moans.

This is the Pan -Atlantic Air Hostess
Manual.

A girdle must be worn at all times. Due
to the pressurization of the cabin at

flying altitude, the abdomen can become
distended, causing an unflattering

waistline. Okay.

I'm from Albuquerque, New Mexico.

My parents died when I was eight years
old.

I was raised by my uncle Frank, and he
passed away earlier this year.

I decided to pursue my dream of seeing
the world and become an airline

stewardess.

Okay. Can you hold this for me?

Sure. Can I just say it one more time?
What an awful idea I think this is. You

can. And I can remind you of all the
ridiculous situations you put yourself

into. Oh, so what? You're trying to out
-idiot me?

No. I'm trying to do my job. Catch a
killer.

Just like you.

Hello,

Miss Palmer.

Welcome home.

Hi, Will.

Valerie lives in a doorman building in
Chelsea with two other stewardesses.

She's not all that close to her
roommates, Carol and Leslie.

Seems like Valerie likes to do her own
thing.

Hey, Chris, take your

date out in this love machine. It's my
cousin's van.

It's cool.

Let me guess.

Upstairs, outside, and you got slapped.
Give him some credit, Ray.

Upstairs, inside?

Well, I did what you said, Ray. She had
some cocktails and... And what?

Well, I had a few cocktails. I mean,
otherwise it looks suspicious.

Good. I got my hand on her blouse,
outside, upstairs.

Good boy. And I go in for the kiss, and
it all came out.

What did?

You got sick on her?

Oh, all over her face and in her mouth.

It's not funny. It's disgusting.

Someone's at the front door.

Wait, guys, guys.

Annie's live.

Hi.

Valerie?

Hey, sounds like you're kind of twirled,
Chris.

You guys could swap vomit. Shut up. Did
you clean the apartment?

It's kind of messy.

It's always messy.

Primarily because of you.

And it looks great.

I never knew that was a couch. I always
thought it was a spawning ground for

dirty sweaters.

No nuts had to tidy up.

She almost blew a cover.

It's okay. Tidying up is the perfect way
to cover that she spent the last hour

turning over the apartment.

Where have you been the last two days?
You just disappeared.

I was mugged.

I had to go to the hospital.

Really? Yeah.

You're okay?

Yeah, I was hit in the back of the head
and they held me a couple days for

observation.

What'd they take?

You know, not much. Just a little cash.

My transistor radio.

Oh, you love that radio.

You should have called.

You know, I know. I should have. I was
just a little out of it.

I should go check on Leslie.

That new navigator challenged her to a
Harvey Waldinger chugging contest.

I'm glad you're okay, Valerie.

Sounds like we're in.

Nothing out of the ordinary here, except
a lot of pictures of David Cassidy.

What's this dude doing with that kind of
crinkle? I'm guessing nothing good.

It's a date book.

There's a highlighted entry for
tomorrow.

Flight 413, seat 2B, $500.

Get hold of a passenger manifest.

She's doing good in there.

Yeah, she is.

I'm going to go after some air.

Confirm that with the airline.

You're doing a great job.

Thanks.

Valerie really had a thing for David
Cassidy.

I think I love you.

Excuse me?

The Partridge family's biggest hit.

Oh, right.

So what's home thinking about flight
413?

Well, we're contacting the airline.

We'll know more in the morning.

Seriously?

To tell you the truth, I've never been
out of the state of New York before.

Wow.

Well, sometimes it's nice to pretend to
be someone else.

You know, somewhere else.

Far, far away from home.

You know, when I was a kid, I had this
old washing machine box.

I used to pretend it was... And there
was this magazine I used to take with me

on board.

And the cover was a picture of a boy
with a smiling stewardess taking care of

him.

She became my protector.

My sentinel.

So are you telling me that going
undercover is like playing make

Yeah, maybe a little.

Good night, Sam.

Sweet dreams, Annie.

According to the passenger manifest, C
-2B will be occupied by Lincoln Hart.

He's a regular flyer on Pan Atlantic.

Hart was on Annalisa Franco's last
flight, too.

He's also been called for possession
with intent to sell, but his lawyer's

the evidence pressed.

Charges were dropped, and this clown is
still flying first class.

Whatever he's got planned for today's
flight, I want to make sure Annie's

covered. So, what's our plan, boss?

Oh, it's a beaut.

Godness on a mountaintop.

Burning like a silver flame.

The summit of beauty and love.

And Venus was her name.

She's got it.

Hey, Carol.

Can you do something different with your
hair?

Just a new headband.

Love it madly.

I heard you were attacked.

I was.

I'm okay.

You know, I'm more concerned what you
did to him.

Not what you're capable of when you're
cornered.

Great to have you back on my bird,
pussycat.

He's so fine.

He's like a sculpture of Tom Jones made
out of cream cheese.

But he's cute.

Who's that?

You know him?

We've met a few times.

You have to introduce me. You can put my
tray in the upright position.

We should get started on free flight.

Whiskey? No, thanks. I'm flying in an
hour.

No, you're deadheading on my bird.

Ronald Harris.

Tom. Cruise.

Tom Cruise.

Tom, you're off duty.

You're not flying, so... Relax, enjoy
the ride.

Make sure the girls take good care of
you.

Cheers. Cheers.

Hey, baby.

Hi.

Pilots and their rituals.

I've never met a more superstitious
bunch.

Rita, this is Tom Cruise.

Tom, Rita's my wife.

Took her away from stewing and she's
made me regret it ever since.

Lucky man.

That I am, Tom.

Rita at home, sexy stews at work. You
can't beat it.

Don't look so surprised, Tom.

You know, most boys become pilots
because they love the idea of life.

Nothing but sky and sea and a line
running across the horizon.

My Ronald here loves the idea of stews.
Nothing but lips and lashes.

The line running all the way up the back
of the docking.

Have a great flight, honey punch.

Bring me back something nice from
Denver.

Looks like a full flight.

Hey there, Missy.

I got a little problem here.

What's that?

Got no nuts.

Can you help me out with my no nuts
situation?

Because I really hate no nuts.

Of course, sir.

And I like them warm.

How are you holding up?

Okay. I just hope I don't get in here
sick.

That would be embarrassing.

You'll be fine. Just hold on.

Bogey, one o 'clock.

We're about to push for gate.

to a passing storm front, so watch
yourselves in the aisle.

We should be through momentarily.

Do you have it?

Um... Well... Do you have it?

Yes.

That's my girl.

I've been dreaming about it.

Please take your seats.

We know

you

made cash payments to Valerie Palmer.

You paid off other stewardesses too,
didn't you? It's a private arrangement,

which those women are very happy with.
It's not illegal.

I want my lawyer. What about Annalisa
Franco?

I don't know who that is. You attacked
Valerie for not giving you your stash,

and that's what happened with Annalisa,
isn't it?

She messed up in your drug delivery, so
you killed her.

What? What are you talking about?

Search Mr.

Hart's apartment and found me.

I don't buy drugs.

I pay stewardesses because I want their
underwear.

Kept them in his personal safe like they
were bank bonds.

They're even more valuable.

Anything that resides beneath those
yummy stew uniforms, I want them.

And I pay top dollar.

Yeah, he even kept a log of his
transactions.

He's a nookie bookie.

He breaks these things out and then he
takes Herman to the circus.

He what? You know, torture the tentacle.

Choke Kojak, play tug -of -war with the
Cyclops. Got it. Your last transaction

with Valerie Palmer.

You followed her home, didn't you?

Roughed her up?

Grabbed her knickers?

No. Ask her yourself.

After I got my merchandise, I went to
work. She was with that mustachioed

who was always all over her. Probably
the pilot Ronald Harris. That'd make him

the last person to see Valerie alive.

Alive? What are you talking about?

Let's check out Mr. Hart's alibi.

You touch those, I'll break both your
hands.

Which could put a damper on your paddle
in the canoe.

Want a martini?

I'd love that. It's really good.

Hey. Hey.

Shh. I didn't get a chance to catch up
on the flight.

I wasn't sure if you'd talk to me again.

Things got a little rough last time.

I can handle it.

I've missed you at our parties.

Maybe I'll have to start coming again.

I don't know.

Last time you were no fun.

Are you saying you've had a change of
heart?

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

You're not like most mustached men I
know.

Always compensating for something.

You're right.

I've been having this little fantasy.

I'm bringing you dessert in the cockpit.

You tell the navigator and the co -pilot
to leave, and they do. So it's just you

and me in the deep blue sky.

You tell me to take off all my clothes.

And I do, like a good girl.

I serve you your hot fudge sundae
completely naked.

And I spoon the whipped cream. all over
my warm, soft body. I'm going tomorrow

night.

Eight o 'clock.

Sharp.

Be there.

Remember the rules, though. Bring a
date.

I'm not someone too good -looking.

You know how jealous I get.

I think you bought it.

That was good.

Donuts did good.

So what do we do now?

Go out for ice cream.

I never thought it would end up like
this.

I didn't.

I would do anything to go home.

Back to Albuquerque.

No, there's no one left there that knows
my name.

But New York City is a beast.

It has a roar.

You can hear it when you open a window.

It's a monster.

And it sustains itself on a steady diet
of girls like me.

You can feel that in its roar.

Can I ask you something?

Sure, Chris.

What goes on?

Well, you know that twirl that I was
dating?

The one you blew chunks on?

Yeah. Yeah?

Well, it took some doing, but she agreed
to go out with me again.

Good. And I was wondering if you could
give me some pointers.

You know, because women like you and
good looking.

Okay.

Well, look, forget what these apes told
you. Just be yourself and relax.

Your date's a human being. She's not a
twirl.

She'll be nervous.

She'll want to be liked, just like you.
Just be kind and show her some respect.

That's all.

All right, we got the scoop from one of
Ronald's neighbors.

He throws these couples -only parties
where people don't leave till the next

day. He recognized Annalisa's
photograph, said she was a frequent

They're swingers.

But you didn't know what goes on there.

Boss, it's when couples have intercourse
with each other's partners.

Thank you, Masters and Johnson.

I meant there's also something going on
that got two girls killed.

Oh.

Send Norris in. Oh, come on. I don't
think that's a good idea.

You're right. It's a great idea.

Inspire the evening.

She's going to need a date.

A sex party, and we're sending in Pat
Boone.

Get dressed, get in ours.

I don't think any of this was who she
really was. You know, I think she was

this bad, lonely girl who loved David
Cassidy and wanted to go back to

Albuquerque, but she didn't have any
family there, so she let herself be

by these people with their sex parties
and their terrible turtlenecks. That's

not how it works, Annie. We have to be
accountable for the direction our lives

take. Says the man who claims to be from
the future. So if someone gets fresh

with you, I want you to go for the
trachea or the eyes or the groin. We

want a repeat of Lincoln Heart.

You know, I was thinking about our
backstory.

You know how we met?

Your name is Tom, but I call you Tommy.

And we met at this nightclub in Prague
where a lot of students and pilots go.

And they were having an amateur dance
competition.

And you were really pathetic, and I took
pity on you.

Improbable, because I have excellent
dance moves.

No. I saw a passenger get fresh with
you, and I beat him to death with his

tray.

Okay? And tell everybody at the party
that, because, you know, they'll stay

away. So you think that might blow our
cover?

I don't give a crap about our cover. You
get hurt, I'll level a plate.

Or, you know, what was the name of the
nightclub in Prague?

I give this operation ten minutes before
a no -nuts blows the cover.

What are you talking about? It's a sex
party with sex.

Talking to talk is one thing, but nor is
this frigid like an ice cube in an

Eskimos. Holy cow.

Eggnog.

Okay. Ready, Belle?

Ready, Tommy.

I'm so glad you made it. Come on in.
Come in.

Hello.

Hi. Hey, everybody.

This is Valerie Palmer and Tom Cruise.
This is Mr. and Mrs. Collins and Mr. and

Mrs. Milton.

There you go, Tom.

Oh, don't worry about him. That camera's
going away after dinner, isn't it?

Tommy. Great to see you, champ. Captain.

Huh? Like a cherry tomato at the end of
a kebab stick.

Dance? Sure.

Is your mic on?

Yes. I'm going to take a look around. If
he tries anything, go for the trachea.

Okay. Or the groin.

Tom Cruise.

That's the name of a man who likes to
take charge.

So what are you about?

Me?

I'm about risky business.

With the color of money and, uh, you're
a good man.

Oh, really, I'm sorry.

Not my cup of meat.

Oh, no, I didn't mean... I got all the
right moves.

If I was in there, I'd be at second base
by now.

Ah, I think Annie's mic is out.

Damn technology.

What is all this crap?

There's no way to do honest police work.
And Sam thinks that, uh, this stuff's

gonna bring down Richard Nixon.

Oh, really?

Like Nick Simone noticed the ugly van
parked outside the White House.

Let me out of here, man. Let me out of
here.

So, your date.

He soft on you?

No.

They're just friends.

Good. As you know, I don't like sharing
you.

I hope everyone is suitably lubricated.

Let the games begin.

Valerie, honey, we don't have to do
this.

Val's never shy.

How are you, babe?

What do I have to be shy about?

Hello,

all.

Sorry I'm late.

Who the hell are you?

Oh, I'm sorry.

These are friends of ours.

George and Laura Bush.

No, no, this party's invitation only.
I'm so sorry, Ronald.

I meant to ask you.

George, I thought you couldn't make it.

Change of plans.

My wife complains I don't take her out
enough.

Socialize, honey.

I like it. What the hell are you doing
here?

Annie's mic went out. I think Mr. Bush
should be allowed to stay.

Mr. Bush, your keys.

I hope

you're ready for a dose of thunder.

Saddle up.

Whoa, Nellie, whoa.

We're not going to get our own girls,
are we? That'd be a drag.

Hey,

this works out just peachy. I'll see you
all in the morning.

Make yourself comfortable, Tom. I'll be

right there.

Are you going to keep your clothes on
all night?

If everyone else was taking theirs off,
I thought it'd be different.

This is your first time, isn't it?

Is it that obvious?

It's just all so much to take in, you
know.

So you really like the swingers'
lifestyle, huh?

I like whatever Ronald likes.

What does Ronald like? Does he like it
rough?

Sometimes.

Hurt them?

No more than they want to be hurt.

Why are you so interested in my husband?

Oh,

I just... I want to know what I can get
away with.

Falling in love is against the rules.

Everything else was up for grabs.

You freak!

What?

What are you doing here?

What's happening?

We heard you scream.

We were role -playing.

I was getting information.

He admitted to roughing up Annalise.

Excuse me. Could you gentlemen leave?

I'm being punished.

Oh, excuse me.

Here.

Let me help you.

From the toys we found in the other
room, he's into bondage and not just

whipped. He likes to hurt his women.

Good work.

Now blow.

I'm going to ask bad boy here some
questions, and it's going to get rough.

Who the hell was that woman you brought
here?

The hooker I know.

Oh, lovely. What's going on? Who are
you? We're the police.

We know you had relations with Annalisa
Franco.

What happened?

Do horseplay get rough?

I spanked her now and then. There was no
permanent damage.

You're a cop, Tom Cruise?

Yeah, what about Valerie?

We know that things got rough between
you two and you killed her. You dumped

body like it was trash. What are you
talking about? Valerie's fine. She's

outside.

Annie. Annie, where are you?

We heard Annie calling for help. We came
as soon as we could.

Come on, Eddie.

Give us something.

They got a good head start, and I don't
know how far the signal traveled.

Let me go. Shh.

Please, let me go.

My folks live right here on West...
West... West... West what, damn

it? We're going to get out of range if I
don't get a location soon.

I know.

Bears made hibernation famous. The best
hibernate, too.

I mean, it is.

Double time.

Four rules.

A small part of the Western United
States.

They have a note of two syllables only.
They also hibernate.

You homewrecking little... What?

I don't understand.

You threw the party.

I thought you wanted me there.

Please. Ronald wanted you there.

Just because I want to make my husband
happy doesn't mean I'm going to let some

little tart like you take him away from
me.

Sex is one thing.

But falling in love?

That's against the rules.

I thought the way you looked at
Annalisa.

And you.

I don't want your husband.

He's looking at me like that.

I thought I got rid of you once before.

Well, I won't make that mistake again.

Anybody? You see anyone come through
here? Anyone at all? A white female?

Brunette?

Hey!

You all right?

She confessed to killing Valerie.

What's wrong with her?

I've got her on the trail here.

Go nuts!

She was jealous.

Women?

I'll never figure them out.

They're not so complicated.

You just shouldn't toy with their
affections.

I am out of the times, champ.

I see something I want, I go for it.

I saw the way you were looking at
Valerie, or whatever her name is.

What have you done about it?

that between us. Saloni, I may not know
women slick, but I know men.

I know what a man who digs a woman looks
like.

And you, slick, you're a man who digs a
woman.

Valerie wasn't a bad person.

She just got caught up in all the wrong
things along the way before she realized

it. It's too late.

What about these unexplained things
happening to you?

You got any closer to figuring them out?

I did.

I wondered why the universe put me in
Valerie's shoes.

I think it's because of how alive we
are.

And I know it just means physically.

You know, I find that hard to believe.

Why?

Valerie had a dream when she became a
stewardess, before everything went

I had a dream, too, when I joined the
police force.

Then, after being no nuts with the
donuts for so long, I lost sight of

Well, I guess the question is, what are
you going to do about it?

And so?

Sir, I'm a good cop.

No.

I'm a great cop.

I've made breaks in half a dozen cases
this year.

I want to be a detective.

I'm ready, and I think I deserve it.

I just want you to know that I'm here.

But here can't be all I have.

Point me in the direction of Albert the
King.

I want to go home and help me get

home.

I just want to say thank you.

What for?

I had a date with my girl.

That'll go. It was, um...

Really nice.

Good.

Nice is good.

Good night.

As the bus rolls out of sight