All language subtitles for s05e19_-_jung_and_the_restless

Bitter sweet.

Free love.

I understand.

Yeah, that's a good one, too.

You know, I'm really worried about Roz.
That disciplinary hearing is taking

forever. What's the big deal? Some guy
started a fight in a holding cell and

she yanked him out.

Perhaps the fact that she neglected to
open the door first had something to do

with it.

Hello. Oh, hi, Roz. Talking about you.
Roz, how'd it go?

Did they suspend you? No.

They fired you?

Leave it to yourself.

Although bailiff Russell did not use
excessive force, the committee

nonetheless feels that she is volatile
and lacks sensitivity and hereby orders

her to enroll in encounter therapy
within 10 days.

I quit first.

Volatile and insensitive.

They call me volatile and insensitive?
Ha!

Spare change?

I'll go get the mop, yes sir.

I am so excited. I've never been to a
psychology encounter group before.

Well, I just hope Roz gets something out
of it.

You know, sir, I think the way you
convinced her to come here showed a real

insight into her nature.

Let me go, damn it!

Come on, Roz. Now, you promised that
you'd come to this thing if we all

volunteered to join you, and we did.

Volunteer? The man's got my wallet.

Well, the deal's off if Dan doesn't
show.

You're right.

Who have we here? The naughty professor?

Dan, what are you dressed for?

Emotionally vulnerable women.

They eat this sensitive crap up.

You see these elbow patches? They're
like magnets.

I don't believe it. Do you mean you
actually come to these meetings to hit

on defenseless women who are dazed by
their vulnerable emotional state?

Best pickings ever.

Look, it's five minutes after eight. You
sure we're at the right place?

Well, if it will make you feel better,
let's go check.

Hi, miss. Excuse me. My friend and I
were wondering, is this where the

hostility group meet?

I'm cursed with hair from...

You scum!

Well, this might have some promise after
all.

You make me puke.

Puke.

Puke.

Just kidding, Groot.

Now, what can we grok from my little
display, hmm? Well, I'd say that's

pretty obvious to anyone who knows what
the hell a grok is.

It's a sudden flash of insight derived
from a profound empathetic experience.

Or it's that sound my stomach makes
after I chug a Mountain Dew.

In a semi-circle, everyone.

Chop, chop. You'll find your name tags
on the chair.

Now, tonight's class, we're going to
look deep, deep into ourselves and see

who really lives there.

Is it...

Mr. Angry?

Or is it Mr.

Happy? Always painting a rainbow.

Beautiful. Just beautiful.

I'm Ward, and a new state of
consciousness is just around the corner.

Roll it in a ball, Ward.

Ah, now whom are we choosing?

I'll take bachelor number one.

Therapy time. Everyone, stand and join
hands.

If we do the hokey pokey, I'm history.

I need two volunteers.

Very nice.

Now, would you please embrace?

Now that you've created a safe haven, I
want you, Troy, to draw on Mac for

strength. And I want you to dig, dig
deep down and reveal your inmost,

darkest secret. Something that you've
never told anyone.

I'm a woman trapped in a man's body.

I've been a weekend cross-dresser for
the last six years.

And next week I'm having my sex change
operation.

I wasn't expecting that.

And Troy, did you feel safe making
yourself vulnerable here in Max Arms?

Felt good, Ward.

Real good.

I'm going to steal a car and leave.

All right.

Hey, hey, Matt.

Roz, we all went to a lot of trouble for
you. Now you sit back down.

Ah, do I sense some hostility?

No, no word, no hostility. We just all
agreed to come down and help out our

friend. Technically speaking, sir, you
agreed.

The rest of us were forced to be here.

Well, what's the big guy mean? Does he
always speak for you people?

No. Yes.

What are you talking about?

Well, sir, if we're going to be
perfectly honest, you do speak for us a

lot. Oh, do I?

And force us to do things we don't want
to do.

Trouble in paradise?

Whoa, whoa, now wait a second. We're
supposed to be here to help Roz. I think

it's time we got back on the subject. I
think we're just finding out what the

subject really is, aren't we, group? Oh,
yeah.

Hold on a second. Hey, hey, hey, put a
stick in your grits here.

People.

Are we forgetting what a saint we have
here?

Dan, it's off-duty time, and it's off
the record. You can say what you think.

You're a domineering, overbearing, petty
tyrant.

My liege.

You make me sound like Mussolini. I
never push anybody around.

Mr. Sullivan, tell him.

here it's not like you're being held at
gunpoint nobody moves

I stand corrected

hey

buddy no no one is gonna hurt you, so
let's just stay cool,

huh? Look, I got every cop in town after
me for armed robbery, so just shut up,

and maybe I won't waste you.

Somebody needs a hug.

Okay, here's the plan.

I'll talk to him again. While I got him
distracted, Mac, you call the police,

and everyone else, cover Mac.

Boss, boss, boss, right to the end.

I'm just thinking of your best interest.

Joseph Stalin, 1949.

about him.

Just trying to set a good example.

The next one who moves is gonna get a
bullet in the head.

You're in some kind of trouble, aren't
you?

Who the hell are you, Mr. Freakin'
Rogers?

No, I'm a mental health professional.

George, how about you let me deal with
this? It's really more my area.

So we're talking for me now, too?

Got a name?

I got a name.

I'm Harry.

But then aren't we all?

Shut up.

I'm just trying to help. Well, then get
out of my face.

Now, come on, you people. Do you have
any idea what kind of pressure I'm under

here? Ever play varsity football in a
push-up bra?

trying to pressure you. None of us are
trying to pressure you. It's just

important that you don't do anything
stupid like panic.

Yeah. Well, you better tell that to
those cops out there, okay? Because this

is one hombre who shoots back.

Listen, you're just going to have to
trust me. These men are trained

professional peace officers.

The last thing they'd want is bloodshed.
Clear those ambulances from the alley.

The armored assault vehicles can't get
through.

You know what this means?

Yeah. Now we can do shadow puppets.

God,

it is true.

What is true?

How a hostage crisis draws people
together.

How perfectly natural it seems for two
seemingly opposite people to suddenly

feel a deep...

Unexpected attraction for each other.

Trust me, I'm no good for you.

What's the plan, Harry?

I don't know.

In fact, I have to measure my words
pretty carefully with this crowd.

I wouldn't want to come off as a petty,
overbearing tyrant.

I don't believe you.

This could be our last night on Earth,
and you sit there sulking.

Oh, so I ruin this, too.

Boy, I can't win.

Cheer up, Harry.

There's a better world a-comin'. Well,
at least it's always Mac.

Nothing ever fazes good old Mac Muffin.
Stop it!

Stop what?

The way you always giving me those food
names.

Macaroni, Macaroon, Mac Nugget.

You make me puke, puke, puke.

I'm a man, damn it, not a smorgasbord.

Well, I'm sorry, Mac. I'll never do it
again.

I know you won't, because we're going to
be dead.

Attention in there.

You have three minutes to come out.

Hey, you, where's that door go? The
alley.

And about 17 sharpshooters ready to turn
you into fajitas.

Buddy, why don't you just give it up
while you still got the chance?

Hey, you cops!

Don't mess with me!

I got hostages in here. I'm gonna start
throwing one out every ten minutes.

Can I be first? I have laundry to do.

Bull, he means throw out our dead
bodies.

I'll have it sent out.

What's going on in there?

Clint Eastwood's worst?

Nightmare.

You,

everybody, lie down on the floor and tip
the baseboards.

Move, move now.

Stop.

Everybody stand up and walk out that
door right now with your hands up.

Hey, I said get down.

And I said get out.

I am warning you.

Trust me, he won't shoot.

gonna listen to i've got the gun but i
know where you live

come on ross

go harry hey this guy is dangerous i'm
not gonna leave you alone with him go

don't you do anything foolish i

won't

Who's talking? Waving that piece around
at people and you never even fired one

before. I have two lots of times.

Oh, yeah? Well, you should have seen
your face when that thing went off.

Yeah, well, a 38-pack's quite a kick.

Especially when it's a 44.

And pardon me, but I'm an hombre that
shoots back and kissed the baseboards

with lines on Hawaii Five-0 last night.

Incidentally, I thought McGarrett was
especially brilliant.

Okay, so I'm a little new at this.

And off to a great start.

Look, lighten up, lady, all right? None
of this was supposed to happen.

Well, what did you think was going to
happen when you went in there? They

would throw a parade in your honor?

Well, the guy said this was going to be
easy.

What guy?

Some guys in the neighborhood.

You mean a gang?

Yeah, they even gave me the gun and
everything.

That's what friends are for.

You know, I thought I could just breeze
it. You know, walk in, wave the gun,

score a couple bucks, no big deal.

That's why they call them convenience
stores.

Well, the next thing I know, some guy in
a turban walks out with a magnum and

starts blasting away like Dirty Harry.

So I run like crazy, and I end up here
with hostages.

Congratulations. Now you're not just an
armed robber, you're a kidnapper. Okay,

lady, just lighten up, all right? I
didn't want to be here.

Things just got screwed up.

So fix it.

Give me the gun.

No way.

In that case, see you around.

Where do you think you're going?

There's a Don Knotts film festival at
the palace and I don't want to miss it.

You hold it right there. You're not
going anywhere.

fat rat's butt about me.

I don't even know where her and my dad
live anymore.

Oh, a broken home.

Well, that excuses all the gunplay.

Man, you really are snotty.

I work hard at it.

Just like you work hard at being really
stupid.

Oh, you think it's stupid to not want to
go to jail? I call it stupid when some

punk risks his life and all he stores is
a lousy bag of Fritos.

I don't know what to do, okay? I'm
confused.

For starters, don't call me lady.

My name is Roz.

And I want to help you.

But I can't do that until you give me
the gun.

Why do you want to help me?

I like you.

How come?

You didn't shoot me.

I find that attractive in a man.

But you're not a man, are you?

You're just a baby.

Hey, I'm 16.

Going on five.

Going on gone.

Look, kid, you haven't lived long enough
yet, but sometimes you only get one

chance in life at making a bad situation
survivable.

And this might be that chance.

Give me the gun.

I'll help you any way I can.

I remember once

when I was 16 and feeling depressed over
some

boy or something.

I thought my whole world was coming to
an end.

Without me even telling her, my mother
knew how much I was hurting.

And she came to me.

Why, she said, it breaks my heart that I
can't

fix all your problems.

But it fills my heart that God gave you
to me to try.

She sounds like a great mom.

You know, mine could give a damn.

Hey, we can't pick our parents.

Yeah, it's too bad, too.

Because if we could, I'd probably pick
you.

If I had to wash your mouth, that was
soap.

I'd rather wrestle rabid rhinos than
change dirty diapers or...

discuss the merits of upright vacuum
cleaners with a bunch of clowns at a PTA

meeting.

But if you're in the market for a big
sister, I got some brotherly love

and some sisterly advice you might find
useful.

Do you mean that?

Here.

What's this?

My birthday and a list of my sizes and
preferences.

I want presents and I want them often.

Next time, wrap it.

Come on.

Maybe I can talk him into letting you
run the siren on the way downtown.

I'm really scared, Rod.

You should be.

This is gonna be hard.

Really hard.

But we can get through it.

You're the nicest person I ever met,
Roz.

What'd you do to get in here?

I hoisted a guy by his Adam's apple.

Don't tell Mom.

And the drunk says to the lady, hey, you
dropped your sign.

Hi, guys.

Hi, Harry.

Congratulations on the commendation,
Roz. That was a good one.

Thanks. How's Jack?

He'll be fine.

He's making me a decorated nightstick in
Woodshop.

That's great.

Uh, guys, I've been thinking about what
you said to me the other night.

I don't know how much of it you recall.

Oh, you mean about being bossy and
pushy. Yeah. Yeah.

And arrogant and always trying to run
our lives.

And how you're always trying to... What?

Turn us wretched lowlifes into better
people, sir.

You know, I'd like to say that there are
going to be some changes around here in

the way I treat you.

I'd like to say that, but... I don't
have to.

I love my power.

Bert Convy 3D Film Festival, my place,
Saturday night.

Be there.