All language subtitles for Nip Tuck - 4x10 - Merrill Bobolit.en

Allow me to introduce myself.

I am Escobar Gallarado, the former boss of Sylvio Perez.

My brother would like a new nose.

- What happened?
- I killed my brother.

You chose the right family, Alejandro.

What are we supposed to do with this body?

Hi, I'm Merril, and I'm a drug addict.

I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for this man.

What are you planning on doing, Merril?

If I can't have your life, I'll just take your face.

I said what I always say. Whatever it takes to get me laid.

You really are a beautiful soul, Matthew McNamara.

I don't want to lie to you, Sean. I was at Marlo's.

Married?

- What kind of a joke is this?
- This isn't a joke, Christian.

Matt and I exchanged our vows 3 days ago.

- 3 days ago?
- I'm 18 now, I can--

I can handle this. Go get my bag.

The church is Matt's family now,

and we both know how you feel about that.

Inviting you would have been a mistake.

But you're still his parents,

and we do feel bad that you couldn't be there,

but I thought this might help.

You can pick out the ones you like and we'll send you copies.

Really?

Are you sure you don't have to check with the mothership first?

See, this is why neither one of you are in my life anymore.

You can't be happy for me no matter what I do, right?

That's ridiculous, Matt. That's like saying we should be happy

if you were a drug addict and just scored a bag of heroin.

And don't think I don't know what you're doing.

You married Matt to get back at me.

Christian, I was done with you a long time ago.

Really, I think you're the one who needs to let go.

Matt, this just seems so abrupt. You were gonna go to college.

What are you gonna do to support yourself now?

The church has a lot of opportunities available to me. I'll work there.

Cleaning up trash. Big future in that.

Why can't you both just admit what you're really pissed about?

Ok, your own lives have failed, and I'm doing great.

I mean, really, it's a wonder I turned out this well.

Turned out well? Going from dating a transsexual

to marrying a faded porn star is not doing well in my mind.

They're just trying to control you. Sit down and stay quiet.

- You leave.
- He's being polite.

Get the hell out of here before I kick you out!

- I need to talk to my son.
- But this is a consult,

and I have every right to have my husband in a consult.

Now, besides filling you in on our marriage,

I made an appointment because I needed a little work done.

You think either one of us would ever operate on you again?

Well, I think you'd be pissed if I didn't give you the opportunity.

Besides, it'd be in your best interest, grandpa.

That's right. We're pregnant.

If I'm gonna have any chance at breastfeeding our son,

I'll need my implants removed.

Just think of the operation as a wedding gift to us.

What are you doing?!

Now that Marlo isn't working here anymore,

I can finally paint over this monstrosity without offending him.

Don't just stand there, I bought a roller for you, too.

Connor loved this mural.

It agitated him.

All the darkness, movement,

it was what was keeping him from sleeping well.

Probably why Marlo paints these things in his client's nurseries,

ensure that he gets to stick around.

I wish you'd ask me first. Well, I just assumed,

now that Marlo is gone, we'd want to move on.

Besides, I didn't think I needed to ask permission

to paint a wall in my own house.

No, you don't. But it doesn't mean I'm gonna help you.

- How's Michelle holding up?
- She won't return my calls.

All I know is she's in Houston

with Burt's attorneys and spreading his ashes.

We sent flowers.

So what did Julia say when you told her about Matt?

She was upset. Then again,

she's dealing with her own secret.

She's having an affair with Marlo.

That's ridiculous. Julia and Marlo?

Just because of his size doesn't mean--

No, because he's the nanny. You banged the nanny,

now your guilty conscience is making you think she's banging the nanny.

- So I'm just being paranoid?
- Do you have any proof?

I don't need proof, I have my gut.

You know what my gut's telling me?

My gut is telling me it's not Matt's kid.

I didn't want to say it in front of the poor guy, but, uh,

I screwed Kimber recently.

Wait a minute, are you saying it's your baby now?

Well, my sperm certainly knows its way around her uterus better than his.

I know she only married him to get to me.

Have you ever had a baby that someone else didn't think was their's?

Once I find out that the kid is mine, I'll handle Matt, all right?

I don't mean for the kid to suffer my mistake.

Will you turn that shit off?

I've had enough torture for one day.

Oh, I wouldn't count on that.

What?

Whatever happened to "how you doin'?"

"Looking great."

"Good to see you got out."

Last time I saw you, Merril, you tried to cut my face off.

Fair enough, but I was under the influence of narcotics.

And that bitch madame Rose.

Is that what you told the judge?

How'd you get out so fast, anyway?

I thought they got you on manslaughter.

I cut a deal. Squealed like a pig.

Madame rose was the one that killed the girl. I was just a

poor soul addicted to the nitrous she was feeding me.

I pleaded guilty to aiding and abetting,

and then I got a 32 month slap on the wrist.

Well, you always were good at squirreling your way out of things.

More like ratting. You know what the prosecutors don't tell you?

Is that rats are the lowest form of pond scum in prison.

I was fresh fish, target numero uno.

Tell that to your parole officer, Merril, I don't give a shit.

They raped me, Christian. Repeatedly.

They passed me around for a year and a half, and now

I can't even leave the house without fear of shittin' my pants.

What do you want me to do?

I need an anal retread.

That's a pretty expensive procedure, Merril.

I assume you don't have insurance. Of course not.

But you'll be doing the surgery for free.

Unless you want to end up in prison, takin' it like a woman, too.

Excuse me?

The only way for a guy like me to protect himself on the inside...

is get married.

So I can wear a white dress and dance to unforgettable, Christian.

I became someone's prison wife. Someone more powerful than me.

- A bitch?
- I prefer the term "prag."

I cleaned, I did the laundry, I serviced him when he needed it.

You'd have done the same thing in my situation. Trust me.

- I'm no one's bitch, Merril.
- Everyone is someone's bitch.

It wasn't too bad, actually. I found it somewhat liberating

to have all of my choices taken away from me.

Must be one hell of a guy. Usually it takes at least 6 carats

for a bitch to give it up like that.

They don't have wedding rings in prison.

Marriage is symbolized by

the branding of the husband's name on the wife's ass.

- Wanna see who my husband is?
- Not really.

Who's the bitch now, Christian? Oh, man. You should see your face.

I knew I should have brought a camera.

My retread aside, my hubby has some medical conditions.

He wants you and sean to come and see him.

Tell him I'll come visit him when he's in the prison cemetery.

I wouldn't refuse him. Unless you want him to start blabbing

about your mutual friend in the everglades.

Dr. McNamara.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Nice.

A little depressing, but I understand why.

Considering your mood.

Come again?

Since you cancelled your surgery,

I assume something happened with the girl you were doing it for.

You guys break up?

Do you always make housecalls to patients with cold feet?

No.

But you were our nanny.

You were a member of our family, right?

Yeah, we're, uh, taking some time apart.

I don't know what I was thinking.

I guess women make us do crazy things sometimes.

Why'd you split up?

She snore?

Didn't like your taste in movies?

Or was she married?

As a child, I learned early on that if I was going to compete

in a world that was taller than I was,

I needed to go straight at things, no pussyfooting.

Are you having an affair with my wife?

Julia and I have an intimacy that goes beyond just

employer and employee, probably more than just

even friends, but it was never physical.

Are you gonna hit me?

How about now?

Do you think that'll make you more of a man?

Do you think that'll impress Julia?

I painted over your mural.

Belts, too. Anything with metal on them.

How do we know he doesn't have a weapon?

4 members of the MS-13 lit his face on fire

with lighter fluid last week.

Got third degree burns on his hands trying to put it out.

You got nothing to worry about. On the gate.

Gracias, mi hermano. I'll holler when we're done, man.

Sure thing, boss.

So you got my message, huh?

Thank you for coming so quickly, man.

Didn't sound like we had a choice.

Don't worry.

I didn't tell Merril our little secret about the swamp.

He's just an errand boy. You guys look good.

So, should I tell you what I don't like about myself,

or is that too obvious right now?

We'll fix your face for you. Who do you want to look like?

Charles Manson or Hitler?

I must admit, that was some clever shit you guys pulled, you know?

Turning me into the F.B.I.'s most wanted?

Here's what you'll like 4 months after surgery.

On your knees, hands behind your head.

Actually worked to my advantage for a while, too.

I copped a plea. The real Escobar never never would have gotten.

I was told I'd be out in 18 years.

Only I didn't realize that the man you turned me into...

Shot a federal agent because he was about

to be arrested for child molestation charges.

Is that why they burned your face?

You can kill 100 cops, come in here and run the joint.

General population finds out that you banged a 6-year-old,

it doesn't go over too well. You become a target.

One thing prison has taught me--

you live and die not just based on who you are,

but on who people perceive you to be.

Not much different from your line of work.

So if I'm gonna spend the next 15 years in here,

I want to go back to being the man that I was,

the Escobar people feared.

It doesn't make sense.

They'll find out they got the wrong guy,

you'll go back on trial and get a life.

I'll take spending an entire lifetime in here

as the man I am before I live another day

as the bottom feeder that I'm seen as now.

A pervert.

Quite like Sylvio Perez.

You know, the man that you wrapped in hams and threw in the swamp?

Hopefully, they're gonna get confused and eat everything.

And there won't be any trace left.

You don't have any proof of that.

No, I don't. But Alejandro does.

Do you remember him? Sylvio's brother?

You don't think I would let you dispose of Sylvio's body yourselves?

I had Alejandro follow you to the swamp.

Which means I know where the evidence is.

So you better fix me.

Or, I don't know, maybe

I'll direct certain authorities to the scene of your crime.

You're full of shit.

Amigo, if I was full of shit,

you wouldn't be here right now.

Or did you miss me?

Let me see what they did to you.

Jesus...

I don't know how much we can do for you,

especially in this chop shop.

I've already arranged with the warden

to have the work done at McNamara Troy.

I take care of his heroin habit,

he takes care of me.

I'm not asking for a miracle.

Just do your best.

I know you still remember what I look like, Sean.

Sure you don't want me to take off the brand, Merril?

Never. Escobar saved my life. I owe him my loyalty.

Most of the damage was done before he started protecting me,

or when he loaned me out in exchange for favors.

And just so we're clear, Christian,

being a prag isn't about going queer. It's about surrender.

From the condition your anus is in,

it looks like you surrendered to the entire South Florida penal system.

I expected that kind of cynicism from a man

who's never fully given himself to anyone or anything.

Come on, Merril, I know it was tough for you in there,

but you can't be serious about all this bullshit.

You and I come from a world of achievement.

We're doctors, plastic surgeons.

It's all about bein' the best. The most beautiful, the winner.

It's goddamn exhausting, is what it is.

You trying to tell me you don't get worn down by expectations?

I'm trying to tell you I like being in control.

I like osetra better than beluga.

I like anejo better than repesado.

I like blondes who can suck the yellow out of a canary

better than brunettes with great asses.

I like them when I want them, and I like them how I want them.

Which means, Merril,

no matter how hard you try,

you could never be like me.

Speaking of blondes who blow, how's Kimber?

I wrote her a bunch of letters from prison, but

she must have changed her address because she never wrote me back.

Ahem. Consider yourself lucky.

Her venom has become more potent with age.

She's still got her claws in you?

I wish it was just me. Since you've been gone,

she has screwed and screwed over me, Sean and now my son.

Well, her pimp hand is strong.

Bullshit.

The only thing strong about her are her vagina muscles.

When you tire of those, she ain't got nothin'.

I don't know, Christian.

She may never have had her dick up your ass,

but she's always had you by the balls.

Kimber plays like she's a bottom,

but no Matter how beat up she seems, she's always in control.

She's like those those 300 pound juggernauts in prison--

you want to take her down, you got to sneak up behind her

and club her over the head before she knows what happened.

I'll be outside if you need me.

You're not gonna get all squeamish like that in surgery, are you?

I need you 100%, Sean.

Or what? You'll get a referral? Go some place else?

What are you so uptight about, man?

I'm doing you a favor by not turning you in, remember?

All I want is an operation in exchange for your freedom.

You should show a little appreciation

- for my generosity.
- Appreciation?

Your life could be so much worse right now

if I wanted it to be.

You have no idea what my life is right now.

Poor baby. Did someone lose your shirt at the dry cleaning?

You think you're the only one with problems?

My son just married my partner's ex-girlfriend because he got her pregnant

and I just found out my wife is having an affair. So you go ahead,

you tell me how much worse my life could be right now.

Hmm, that pretty wife of yours. What did you do to her?

Sean, if she's stepping out on you,

you must have done something to piss her off.

You two not banging steady anymore, or what?

You bang someone else and she find out?

- I knew it. I knew it.
- You don't know what happened.

Yeah, but I know what you need to do now.

Kill the man she slept with, right?

Oh, come on. Who do you think I am, Sean, an animal?

What I was gonna tell you is to go home,

confess what you did, beg for forgiveness

and then bang your wife like you never banged her before, man.

See, a real man takes responsibility for his action.

He stands up to his mistakes.

Hell, I'd be proud if my son married the girl he knocked up.

I'm not like you.

My wife finds out what I did, she'll leave.

If she screwed around, you're both on even ground.

You got a good chance to save your marriage.

You keep trying to live a lie, bad shit happens.

I'm living proof.

Feel my finger?

Thank you.

Feel my finger.

Thank you.

I think it's working.

I had awful morning sickness with Matt,

and the only thing that would make me better

was a coke and a bag of twizzlers. Ha ha ha.

We believe that any pain in the body

is caused by a lack of communication with the area.

Touch assist allows us to reconnect.

- Shall we continue?
- Please.

So, my baby's reactive mind

will record anything that's said during the birth?

Any words. Even, "push" or "you're doing great"

implant themselves in the infant's brain

and effect his emotional well-being for the rest of his life.

That's what a silent birth is all about.

I hear that Kelly Preston gave birth to both of her children silently.

Who's Kelly Preston?

Honey, will you go get me a glass of water?

Yeah.

He's pretty clear.

You know, I hope you're planning on getting an epidural, Kimber,

because, you know,

while Kelly Preston may have a very high tolerance for pain,

there is not one woman I know

who can get through natural childbirth without saying anything.

Well, I'm not taking any drugs.

The church doesn't prohibit it,

but they do feel that a drugless

delivery is best for the child in terms of development.

Can I say "ouch?"

We'd prefer if you just moaned.

- Ok. What about "ow?"
- More like "ahhh."

- Ahhh.
- Ahhh.

Thank you.

This is flat water, Matt.

I need sparkling water for my stomach.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- Yeah, you should be sorry.

How am I supposed to feel comfortable with

you caring for a child when you can't get a glass of water right?

Jesus.

Ahhh.

Hey. Listen, I really appreciate

you coming over here for this, mom.

Yeah.

I mean, to tell you the truth, I'm scared shitless

and I'm going to really need you to lean on.

I just want you to be happy, Mattie.

- Yeah, I am.
- Really?

I'm not gonna defend the church to you, too, mom.

No, the church I can handle.

It's your relationship with Kimber that worries me.

You need a partnership to raise a child.

Like you and dad were always partners?

No, but we always respected each other.

Kimber and I, we're just working out the kinks.

Christ, we've only been married for a couple of days.

Sweetheart, these were meant to be the easy weeks.

I just don't want you to be blinded by lust.

Ok. Thanks.

Julia... Matt and I are in love,

and I understand that becoming a grandmother

brings up complicated feelings.

But please don't make that our problem.

My 18-year-old son is having a child

with the woman who happens to have slept with both of his fathers,

there is nothing complicated about my feelings.

- Mom--
- I'm gonna handle this--

This is what I'm talking about.

A silent childbirth is just the beginning.

You want a silent marriage, too?

This isn't the time, Christian.

Hey. What are you doing here?

Leaving.

Well, don't eat anything past 9:00.

I got you scheduled for surgery first thing in the morning.

- Are you serious?
- I'm serious.

Thank you. Thank you, thank you!

Well, I can't have my grandson drinking

silicone-tasting milk, now can I?

Thank you.

Thanks for doing that.

I didn't have time after the last coat.

You did a nice job.

I think it was the right thing to do.

Get a fresh start.

Oh. There's something that we need to talk about, Julia.

Let me be the one to say it, Sean.

Marlo and I had an affair.

He told me you went and confronted him about it,

and I feel you've known for a long time, and

I don't want to cover it up anymore.

You're admitting you had an affair?

I'm sorry. It's just that, you know,

with everything that's happened with

Connor, and Matt getting married,

I just can't keep these lies down anymore.

Why would you-- with him?

Because he accepted Connor before he was even born

and all you wanted to do was change him!

How many times did you have sex with him?

- Oh, god, Sean.
- Did he make you cum?

- Yes, he did.
- How'd you do it, the sex?

- Missionary? Doggy style?
- Stop it. This is hurtful--

Well, the truth is hurtful, Julia.

That's why we haven't been honest all these months.

Maybe the truth is all that's left in this marriage.

Maybe the truth is we should never have gotten back together.

Well, then how are these details gonna help now?

Because it's the only honest conversation we can have right now,

and I am entitled to an answer!

- Was his size an issue?
- No.

And I made him wear a condom.

And it was tender and beautiful. Do you hate me more now?

No. No.

I forgive you. You're right...

the only way we need to do this is complete honesty.

It's the only thing left for us right now.

But you know what worries me?

If we still love each other. Then why is it that all we do is hurt each other.

- Saying your good-byes?
- I'm gonna miss them.

But I guess my body doesn't belong to me anymore, right?

- What's that?
- This is a sonogram

so that we can monitor the fetal heartbeat,

make sure that the baby's ok during surgery.

Well, that's thoughtful of you, Christian,

but you're operating on my breasts.

- Why do I need to be normal rhythm?
- Good question.

When you operate on the woman who's carrying your grandchild, Linda,

then you can have a say in what's going on.

The epidural will help slow down the blood flow,

and it will also help in the speedy recovery.

- Want to see your baby?
- Yeah.

I assume you don't plan on watching?

No.

- You feel that?
- No.

Good.

10 blade.

Not yet.

- What are you doing, Dr. Troy?
- It's my baby, I know it.

I just need proof.

This is a very sensitive procedure.

I'd hate to see Kimber flinch.

I'm gonna tell her when she gets out of here.

You can do whatever the hell you want.

I don't give a damn.

Hey.

She's fine.

Thank you so much, Christian. Oh. phew.

Look, I know you don't approve of any of this, but I want you to know

that I'm committed to being a good husband and a good father,

and, um, I'm just counting on you for your support.

You know what a good husband and a father does? Hmm?

He pays the bills. He sets an example.

You're a loser, Mattie.

This is the latest and greatest in a long line of loser choices.

How can you say that to me after my wife's just had surgery?

Your wife is a whore who married you to piss me off.

Now, why don't you do something to finally make me proud?

And dump the bitch, huh?

Why, so you can have her for yourself?

Kimber and that baby are the only thing in my life that you can't take--

Don't be so naive, Matt.

That baby belongs to me, and I plan on proving it.

What the hell's that?

This is DNA taken from your wife's uterus.

This will show us who the real daddy is.

Wait a minute, she... gave you permission to take that?

No.

I can't believe this.

You endanger the life of my wife and my baby

and you're telling me about setting an example?

- What's this?
- Nothin'.

Just a little father-son chat.

I'm a handsome devil.

Unfortunately, the severity of your burns

is gonna require that we use extensive grafts.

- Extensive what?
- Donated skin.

The cultured tissue we're putting on your face

has grown in the lab from your own cells.

We can't have you any closer. This is a sterile environment.

Please wait outside.

Now, once we get started,

we'll remove all the dead tissue around your face and neck.

After that,

we'll undo the jaw reshaping that was performed 3 years ago

and remove the malar implants as well.

- You make it look so simple.
- Don't let that fool you.

You're never gonna look exactly the way that you did.

- Burn victims rarely do.
- We'll do our best, though.

Well, just to make sure that you do,

I have a little insurance policy I'm taking out.

Hello, boys.

Well, I guess this makes sense.

The last time you operated was on a dog.

Gotta get your feet wet again somehow.

Relax, Christian, I'm not touching a scalpel.

Just here to make sure that you really do what you say you will.

And I brought music, just like I was told.

15 blade.

You guys are so good.

Can I get a little sippy water?

I'll keep an eye on the patient.

Amazing.

He's gonna wake up and be old Escobar again.

Back to his old tricks, I suppose, too.

- What the hell?
- Jesus!

Yo estoy enfuego! Yo estoy enfuego!

Everyone, please step away from the table!

Put your guns down!

We have oxygen tanks in here, you'll blow us all up.

Yo estoy enfuego!

Yo estoy enfuego! ahh! Ahh!

What the hell are you doing, Merril?

What I've wanted to do ever since

he branded his name on my ass in prison, kill the monster!

How does it feel to be a helpless bitch at the mercy of someone else?!

If you kill him, Merril,

you'll go right back to prison for life. Is that what you want?

Are you kidding?

If anyone inside finds out I killed Escobar Gallardo,

I'll be a goddamn king, a prophet of god.

I'll finally get the respect I deserve!

What's going on?

Let me go!

Put him under, quick!

Let me go, let me go! Let me go! Ahh!

You should have let him cut his throat, Sean.

Could have solved all our problems.

This is a restricted area.

I am the night nurse. I need to change his bandages.

Hola.

I need to change your bandages.

What do you think?

It's good.

Muy bien. It's good.

Gracias. It'll look better when the swelling goes down.

Si.

Of course, after the swelling goes down.

Maybe one of those telenovelas will finally come calling.

Where is it?

You should use it on one of those cochinos who disrespected my brother.

They only disrespected him because you killed him, Alejandro.

He still deserved a proper burial.

Forget about Sylvio.

I'm your brother now.

Verdad?

Si.

Have the car downstairs in an hour

and we'll pay a visit to our doctor friends.

I'm gonna need copies of all the paperwork.

I know the kid's mine, but

I'm gonna need some hard evidence to convince the mother.

I'm happy to give you copies of whatever you want, dr. Troy,

but while there are definite markers

to indicate you are related to the child,

according to our testing, you're not the father.

Hey.

Connor must be going through a growth spurt.

He was up 5 times last night.

Did you get any sleep?

A little, between 4:00 and 4:30.

I sang to him and then finally, he went down.

Hmm. You haven't lost your touch, have you?

I'm gonna jump in the shower.

You didn't tell her yet, did you?

About having the affair. You didn't follow through.

I'm not listening to you anymore. You're not even here.

Man, you should remember to set the alarm at night.

It won't be so easy for me to sneak in.

You're a figment of my imagination.

You're not really here, you're on your way back to prison.

Hey, Sean,

you know I've been plotting this operation for months?

You know what the hardest part was?

It wasn't bribing the guards, blackmailing the warden,

but waiting 2 years in that hole to put this whole thing together.

It was lighting my own face on fire.

Man, that hurt like a son of a bitch.

What are you doing in my house?

Oh, I just came by to get rid of some evidence.

Relax, Sean, I meant the evidence of the crime you committed.

Against Sylvio Perez?

I told you that if you fixed my face,

I'd set you free as well, and I meant it.

Sean, a man is nothing in this world

if he doesn't keep his word, you know?

It's when you don't live your life honestly

that you get into trouble.

Believe me, if there's anything I learned after being locked up,

it's that the truth will set you free.

I just wanted to thank you for giving me my old self back.

It's gonna be ok.

Ok.

Oh. The evidence is in the den.

We're even now.

I need to report a murder.

Yes, at this address.

No, no longer in any danger.

How long?

Thank you.

Sean, what's going on?

I had an affair with Monica.

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