All language subtitles for Tracker - S01E20 - Back Into the Breach

Welcome to the complex.

You are here because
you'’re the brightest we have

and because
you can be trusted.

The last group here
was reassigned

due to a serious breach
in security.

Now, as you may know,

we do a multitude of
research and development here

which has both civilian
and military applications.

However,
what you may not know

is that we have one patient
at this facility.

Meet Wes Tarver,
34 years old.

Accountant,
born in Cleveland, Ohio.

He was brought into
the complex by Dr. Connelly

who believed that Mr. Tarver
was not of this earth.

[ moans ]

Your low tolerance
for heat is fascinating.

Now is that typical
of your species?

Oh, what are you
talking about?

I'’m the same species
as you are.

108 degrees isn'’t really that
hot, Wes, if you were human.

I mean,
you'’d be uncomfortable,

but you wouldn'’t be
moaning in pain

or dangerously dehydrated.

[ gasping ]

112.

Ohh, no!

[ groaning ]

Tell me about the man
who was chasing you.

Is he one of you?

Are there more?

[ gasping and panting ]

You have something
he wants, don'’t you?

Uh, listen, I don'’t know
what you want me to say.

I was on my way home
from work

when you guys
jumped me.

120.

Connelly and his staff

carried out a series
of tests,

none of which
were conclusive,

but before anything definitive
could be ascertained,

an unknown person
broke into the complex

and attempted to forcibly
take Mr. Tarver out with him.

[ panting ]

COLE: What'’s happening?

The charge is supposed
to last longer than this.

It'’s fading out,
damn it.

It'’s gone.

- [ alarm blares ]
- GUARD: There'’s been a break.

Move it! Move it!

Come this way,
come this way!

The other guard'’s
covering the exit.

[ guards shouting ]

Move it!

Look at the roof!

Up the alleyway,
now, now!

[ other guards
shouting in distance ]

No! Go back!

GUARD: Hey! Got him!

GENERAL: In the process,

Mr. Tarver
was severely wounded,

and the mysterious
stranger escaped.

Now, as you can see,

Mr. Tarver is being
kept alive

with the latest
medical technology

until we can restore him
to health.

[ click ]

Now...

My superiors
have informed me

that they will not tolerate
the death of this civilian.

If we fail,
the funding for this facility

will be
immediately revoked.

- WOMAN: What?
- And to prevent this,

we have brought
in a specialist

in the field of
molecular biochemistry.

May I introduce
Dr. Dennis Armstrong.

Good afternoon,
ladies, gentlemen.

While I can'’t guarantee

Mr. Tarver'’s full
and complete recovery,

I think we stand
a strong chance

of bringing him back
from the brink.

I'’d like to get started
as soon as possible.

That happens to be
my timetable as well, doctor.

How is it we can
assist you

in this operation,
Dr. Armstrong?

Well, all I really
need you to do

is to monitor
the patient'’s vitals, Dr....

Hampton.
Colleen Hampton.

Dr. Hampton.

Thank you.

What is that, exactly?

Well, I don'’t want to bore you
with the details, doctor,

but this
apparatus contains

a very unique
form of adrenaline.

I'’m hoping it will provide
Mr. Tarver

with the jump-start
his body needs.

[ rapid beeping ]

[ hissing ]

[ gasps ]

Welcome back to the land
of the living, Mr. Tarver.

- Zin...
- Rest now.

You need to save
your energy.

Congratulations, Dr. Armstrong.
You'’ve done it.

Yes.

Yes, I have.

COLE:
This is Cirron, my home...

one of 6 planets
in the Migar Federation.

There was a prison break,

218 of the most violent
criminals have disappeared

into the city of Chicago.

Finding them won'’t be easy...

they aren'’t human.

Luckily for Earth,
neither am I.

Yeah! Ha ha!
That'’s pretty!

Whoo! You don'’t know
what I'’m seein'.

You just don'’t know
what I'’m seein'.

Oh, make love
to the camera, baby!

Ohh! That'’s so pretty!
That'’s pretty! Oh!

Ohh!

You'’ve obviously
done this before.

Hold that pose.
Hold that!

- [ people cheering ]
- Ohh!

Oh, yeah! Okay, okay.

A little more leg, baby,
a little more leg.

- Oh! That was pretty.
- [ camera clicks ]

Oh, man, that'’s sweet,
that'’s sweet.

Here comes
the money shot.

- [ click ]
- Ohh! I'’m in a zone.

What is going on?

Oh, hey, Mel. Just wrapping up
with Miss February.

Oh, Miss February.

What are you
talking about?

"The Women of
the Watchfire" calendar.

Is there a problem?

No, Nestov,
there'’s no problem,

but would it be
too much to ask you

what in the hell
you are talking about?

A calendar, you know,
shows the months of the year.

Starts with January,
then, I believe, February...

I know what a calendar is,
thank you.

What is this "Women
of the Watchfire" thing?

A guaranteed
money maker,

a very smart
advertising ploy to boot.

You see, we shoot
12 beautiful women,

each one representing
a different month of the year.

See, Jennifer here,
she'’s valentine's day,

which is February.

- I got that.
- And I believe

that Kimberly is March,
and Cindy is April...

and so how do these
women represent

"The Women
of the Watchfire?"

Oh, don'’t get
technical on me.

You think these oiled-up
overdeveloped hunks

in the Firefighters
calendars

actually work for
the fire department?

Please!

Cole needs to see you.

Well,
I'’m working here, okay?

I'’ll be up
when I'’m ready.

Easy with the camera.

This is a very expensive
technical piece of equipment,

but I'’ll go, all right?
We'’re done. We're done.

I'’ll see you later.

You happy?

Yes.

Cole, you'’ve gotta
talk to this human.

She'’s
out of control,

and you'’ve gotta learn
how to relax a little baby.

I caught up with Zajel.

Zajel? Ho-oh-ohh.

Really antisocial dude.

Killed 43
Desserians,

then went home and snuffed out
his mother-in-law,

although I heard
she did deserve it.

Yes, well, before
I took his life force,

he told me that Zin was close to
finding what he was looking for.

Oh, you mean
whatever it is

that'’s buried someplace
under the Watchfire?

Yes.

Well, somewhere
there'’s a door

that'’s opened
by this key,

and behind the door
is something Vardian.

If it'’s Vardian,
then it'’s gotta be dangerous.

That'’s why I need you
on the street

to find out what you can.

Oh, no, no, no. No.

I...I got Sidney
coming in,

she'’s gonna be
downstairs right now!

Whoo! Miss March.
Wait till you see...

Okay.

Cole, do you think he'’s right
about it being dangerous?

Probably.

How dangerous?

Well, there'’s really no way
to measure that in earth terms.

Sid.

Mr. Foley.

So, how do you
like my outfit?

Nice. Nice.

Um, look, um,
my plans have changed,

and I'’ve got
to reschedule.

So, how'’s tomorrow?

Let me check
my e-mail on my palm pilot,

and I'’ll see if I've got
anything going on tomorrow.

No, sorry, I can'’t.
I'’ve got 9 a.m.

aerobics class.

Uh, 11 a.m. I have
my tennis lessons,

lunch with
my acting coach,

2 p.m. audition for
the new Spielberg film.

Steven Spielberg?

Murray.

Murray?

Uh, then I have
my 5:00 paleontology class.

You'’re studying
paleontology?

- Teaching.
- Teaching?

Wow.

But how'’s tonight?
I'’m free tonight.

- Tonight'’s great.
- Okay.

What are you
still doing here?

Um, can'’t I just have
a little conver...

- No.
- No.

You'’re cold.

I'’ll call you later.

REMEL: Zin?

It'’s Dr. Armstrong.

Of course.

It'’s all right.
I'’ve reprogrammed it.

How are you feeling?

[ sighs ]

This body'’ll take
some getting used to,

but it'’s good to be
out in the world,

even if
it'’s this one.

What happened after
the wormhole?

There weren'’t sufficient
humans on the train.

Fortunately, I was able
to store your life force

until I found
a suitable donor.

So, why now?
Why him?

The same body was
inhabited by Krace.

What happened to Krace?

The tracker.

The tracker'’s
still alive?

He'’s proving
far more resourceful

than I'’d ever imagined.

He'’s collected over 20 of us,
including your brother.

I was afraid of that.

But Rhee was careless
and overconfident.

We have learned not
to make that mistake again.

In the meantime,
you allow that tracker

to capture us,
one by one.

You'’ll have to learn

that earthly virtue
known as patience.

We are very close
to attaining our goal.

It'’s best we keep
a low profile.

I have a blood oath
to avenge my brother.

The tracker must die.

In time, Remel. In time.

I brought you back
into this body

so that I would
have credibility

and an ally
inside this complex.

The device is here?

No, but I believe
there'’s information here

that will lead us
directly to it.

So, you understand
why you must keep

your violent impulses
in check...yes?

COLE: Any news of Nestov?

Not yet.

You'’re still
at it, huh?

I'’m still trying to
decipher these symbols.

It'’s a strange variant
on ancient Vardian,

which is making it
very hard to translate.

This one means
"devastation,"

but this one, see?

It can either mean
"overpowering" or "formidable."

Either one means
bad news for us.

Hey.

Have you ever heard
of the custom of knocking?

The word
on the street

is Zin is definitely
up to something.

He'’s having a meeting
later tonight

with a few of his inner circle
to plan his final move.

Where?

Penthouse at
the Wrigley building.

You did good.

Thank you.

What are you gonna do?

Oh, I think
in your culture,

it'’s called
crashing Zin'’s party.

What are you doing in here?

That'’s really no concern
of yours, General.

These files are
strictly "eyes only,"

and those eyes
don'’t include yours.

I thought
we had a deal.

I allowed you to come in,

resuscitate the patient,
and supervise his testing.

Our deal does not extend
to giving you access

to documents that may
compromise national security.

You'’re right.

I'’ll double the amount of
the deposit into your account,

and in exchange for that,

I need to see the files
from Dr. Milos Sanborn.

I couldn'’t give you that
for any amount of money.

Can'’t...or won't?

Don'’t force my hand,
doctor,

or I will terminate
this whole charade right now.

I think there'’s been
a misunderstanding.

Yes.

You see,
if there is any termination

to be done, General...

It will be done by me.

Krace, I thought
you were dead.

Well, think of me
as an avenging angel.

Who are you?

[ police siren grows louder ]

Did you find Zin?

No.

Well, what happened?

I ran into
an old friend.

Do you remember
Wes Tarver?

The guy who was
caught by the government

and put in
that complex?

That'’s right.

I thought you took
his life force.

I did.

But when you do that,
doesn'’t the human host die?

Yes.

Okay, are you gonna
explain it to me,

or are you having fun
keeping me in the dark?

Mel, I don'’t know
if I can explain it.

All I know is
that Wes Tarver

is now inhabited
by a Vardian fugitive.

So, when you
sucked out Krace,

another one
jumped in?

Zin must have
found a way

to transfer
the life forces.

Oh, wait, that move...

What are you doing?

The way Tarver moved
reminded me of someone.

I'’m gonna have
to find out who he is.

- Not my toaster.
- Mel, I'’ll replace it,

but I'’ll need these things to
take me back into the complex.

Wait a minute, you'’re not
planning on going back there?

Mel, I don'’t
have any choice.

I know the layout
of the place.

It'’ll be easy for me to slip
in without being noticed.

Well,
even if you do get in,

how are you planning
on staying safe?

I have an idea.

You could have
ruined everything.

The tracker'’s the only thing
that stands in our way.

Wouldn'’t our job be easier
if he were out of the way?

You have no idea how tenuous
our situation really is.

How every person
in the Migar system

plays a part in
our overall scheme.

Well, why don'’t
you enlighten me?

All you need to know is that
you must obey my instructions.

All right.

How did you find out
I took the tracker on?

I have eyes everywhere
in this city and beyond.

How did you manage
to slip out of the complex

without setting off
the alarm?

Well, maybe you'’re
not as all-seeing

and all-knowing
as you believe.

Perhaps...

But disobey me again,

and I will rip the life force
out of this body.

And I understand that
when you are exposed

directly to
the Earth'’s atmosphere,

it is a very
painful death.

Morning.

Good morning, Mel.

You'’ve been at it
all night, huh?

Well, requiring
no sleep does come

in handy
at times like this.

So, what did you
find out?

Oh, I located a satellite
that was orbiting North America

that had infrared
scanning capabilities.

Oh.

Yeah, I was able
to reprogram its telemetry

so that it was pointed
at the exact coordinates

that the military base
is located.

You redirected
a satellite?

Yes.

Cole, someone'’s
going to notice

that it'’s not doing
what it'’s supposed to be doing.

Well, hopefully
the Russians won'’t use it

until we'’re done with it.

Russians?

You'’ve tapped into
a Russian satellite?

Yeah, their technology
is far more advanced

than the rest of the world
has been led to believe.

Well, that'’s
comforting.

Well, here, look.
bird'’s-eye view of the base.

What are those?

Oh, those are humans...

their heat signatures,
to be precise.

The infrared scanner
reads them

as reddish-orange blobs.

That'’s amazing.

Thank you.

What'’s
that blue one?

That can be only one thing...

one of the fugitives.

Are you sure this patient file
was from 1952?

That'’s my
understanding, yes.

Those files all seem
to be missing.

Have you asked
General Young about this?

Of course.
Actually, it was he

who gave me the authorization
to look through these.

Unfortunately,
he wasn'’t familiar

with this specific file.

Doctor, did you say
the information

you were looking for came from
the files of Dr. Milos Sanborn?

Yes.

Have you found
something?

Well, his name was
across the front of this,

but it'’s not a patient file.

It looks more like
a renovation plan.

Leave it to the government

to classify office
remodeling as top secret.

Well, I'’ll, um,
keep looking.

Thank you,
Dr. Hampton.

I appreciate
your help.

I'’m gonna need you
to be monitoring

the screen at all times.

I'’ve rigged
this microphone

so you can
tell me what you see,

and this earphone
is sensitive enough

to pick up my voice

so we can communicate
with each other.

Okay, but on the screen,

how do I know
which one is you

and which one
is a fugitive?

Since I'’m an
energy-based being,

my signature will
come up as white.

Okay.

You control it
with this.

And how do I operate this?

Here.

See, the image moves
left, right, forward,

and use these 2 buttons
to zoom in and zoom out.

Got it.

I'’m relying on
your surveillance, Mel.

I won'’t
let you down, Cole.

I know you won'’t.

You found out
who Tarver is?

I narrowed it
down to 2.

The most likely is Remel,
Rhee'’s brother.

NESTOV: Yes, that'’s pretty!

Yes, baby! Uh-huh,
magical! Sweetness!

Uh! Uh!
Does it get better?

No, it does not.

Let me tell you something,
I used to do feet for a living,

you know, just shoot feet,

but I'’m shooting
body today, baby!

Whoo! That'’s
the money shot, right there!

Oh! Does it
get any better?! Maybe.

Yes, very nice.

Very, very spooky, mama!

We are not even open yet.
How did you get in here?

Door locks
and security alarms

just aren'’t what
they used to be.

Let me guess,
Mother'’s Day?

Oh, you must'’ve had
a very unhappy childhood.

Take 5, Broomhilda,
I'’ll be right back.

Tell me, did you
get to see Cole

when he came
back last night?

- We talked.
- So spill. How did it go?

Not according to the plan.

Oh, no, no, no.
He'’s not blaming me.

I mean, the information
I gave him was righteous.

I don'’t know how he feels
about you right now,

but I'’d suggest that
you keep a low profile.

All right,
I hear that.

- And Nestov...
- Yes?

No more playing
photographer in my bar.

Why not? The customers
love it, I love it,

the calendar-buying
public will love it.

Why not?

I could think of a couple
hundred different reasons,

but I will start with the fact
that it'’s dishonest.

Mel, I told you
we'’re going to

stretch the truth
a little.

I mean, the bottom
line is sex sells.

I need another
cup of coffee.

When I get back,
you better be gone.

5 minutes?

Okay, 2.

Okay, we got 2 minutes.

That'’s nice,
2 minutes to make magic.

Mel, is it clear
up ahead?

You'’re clear.

Wait, get back!

One red blob coming
from your right.

Very good, Mel.

There'’s activity
behind you.

It'’s just one
of the scientists.

That scientist
is reading blue.

Who was that?
Was it Tarver?

It was Zin.

Zin? What the hell
is he doing there?

I don'’t know.

Cole, you'’ve gotta
get out of there.

It'’s way too dangerous.

I can'’t, Mel.

There'’s more
to this.

I have to see why
Zin'’s still here.

It could be a trap.

He could have a dozen of his
men waiting there for you.

Please, just get out of
the complex as soon as you can.

I will...

Once I get
some answers.

[ people talking within ]

[ footsteps approach ]

[ footsteps recede ]

ZIN: Would you stop that?

I'’m being a good boy,
just waiting

for my master'’s commands.

This is not a game, Remel.

We are talking about
the future of our civilization.

Fine, let me
help you ensure it.

That'’s why I'm here.

Put on some clothes.

Are we getting
out of here?

After we find
what we'’re looking for.

Where are we?

Where? The South wing.

They closed it down years ago
with plans to renovate it.

Well, obviously, with
the government cutbacks,

the work was never done.

[ chuckles ]

And what are
we looking for?

50 earth years ago,

a Vardian ship with
a sole passenger

crashed into Lake Michigan.
The Vardian survived.

Arkyn.

You'’ve heard
the stories.

Yeah, sure.
Go on.

Well, Arkyn was captured
and brought to this facility

where he was
examined and questioned

by an eccentric doctor
named Milos Sanborn.

Arkyn came to Earth
to retrieve the device.

You said that he alone knew
of its precise location.

Yes, well, he never got
to complete his mission.

But I'’ve
recently learned

that Dr. Sanborn
was able to extract

certain information
from Arkyn.

Well, if he got
this information,

why didn'’t he give it
to his government?

Hmm, why?

Well, maybe Sanborn
had no idea

what Arkyn was
talking about,

or maybe he only got
part of the information

before Arkyn died.

Anyway, Sanborn
disappeared a year later,

but my source
does tell me

that he put some files
in a hidden safe,

and since
he never shared

any of his findings
with the government,

they have no idea
the files ever existed.

So, do you know
where this safe is?

Yes, he put it in
some sort of kitchen area.

We'’ll find it.

MEL: Cole, there are
2 of them ahead of you.

Can'’t talk now, Mel.

There'’s another one coming.

Cole?

Cole...easy!

What are you doing?

What are you
doing here?

I'’m here to help.

Well, thank you
very much,

but now you'’re
gonna have to leave.

And leave you alone
to deal with Zin

and that other guy?

That other guy
happens to be Remel.

Remel? Remel?

Yes.

Oh, now that'’s some
serious history.

See, well, that'’s
exactly my point.

Ok, if you
get killed,

I'’m only
a step behind.

Nestov...
we'’re a team.

We gotta
stick together.

Besides, I feel bad
that I gave you

bogus information
about that meeting.

Well, don'’t.

Listen, me being here
and risking my life

is my way of
showing you that

when the chips are down,
you can count on me.

All right. All right.

- You said all right?
- All right.

All right.

But you do everything
I tell you to do.

Got it.

Good.

You'’re the top dog.

Lead the way, lassie.

What?

Let'’s go.

They must be
in that office.

All right, stay here.

I came to help.

Would you keep
your voice down?

All right.
All right.

Jeez, I'’ll help
you by doing

exactly what you
tell me to do.

- You happy about that?
- Just...just watch my back.

Anything?

Where did they go?

We'’re going to
have to find out.

They must'’ve gone
through here. Mel?

Through?

Cole, where have you been?

I'’ve been
trying to reach you.

I had to take
my earpiece out for a while.

There'’s another one
right behind you!

I know,
it'’s only Nestov.

Only Nestov, what'’s
that supposed to mean?

Quiet. What, Mel?

What is he doing there?

It doesn'’t matter,
I'’ll explain later.

Look, I need
you to tell me

what'’s on the other side
of this wall.

Zoom in as far as you can
and describe what you see.

It looks like
the wall is false.

There'’s a hallway behind it that
leads to another set of offices.

There must be
another way.

There'’s a faint
vibration here.

Electrical panel.

Electrical panel. No,
you don'’t want to be messing...

Be quiet.
Just stand back.

Don'’t have to tell me twice.

A secret passage.

We'’re like
the Hardy boys.

The Hardy...

Shh.

MEL: Be careful,
there are 3 people.

- Where?
- Hands up! Now!

MEL: Cole, what'’s going on?

Cole, talk to me.

GUARD: Let'’s go!

NESTOV: I hate
to tell you, man,

you guys got
the wrong fellas,

and when your boss
finds out you guys got us

with our hands above our heads,
you'’re finished!

No talking!

I'’m feeling very ill,
by the way.

I feel terrible.

[ coughs and hacks ]

Oh, man,
I don'’t feel good.

[ coughing
harder and harder ]

Let'’s go.

- All right.
- Go.

Nice work back there.
I mean, you gotta admit

my little distraction
was very convincing.

I mean Oscar-quality work
here, huh?

Denzel Washington'’s
got nothing on me.

Mel, Mel...
Shh, shh, shh!

Cole, are you all right?

Yes, I'’m fine, Mel.

[ sighs ] Do you have any idea
how frustrating this is?

I need you to find
a safe for me.

How am I supposed
to do that?

It'’ll be constructed
of a dense metal,

probably lead.

It'’s heat signature
will be cold,

like a...
like a light blue.

- [ bells and sirens ]
- What'’s that?

[ alarm blares ]

Cole. Cole,
you just used hyperspeed.

You can'’t use it again.

I mean, you won'’t beat Zin.
And Remel? Forget it.

I'’ll improvise.

You can'’t. Forget it.

Look, I'’ll...
Oh!

Get me to the safe,
Mel.

It'’s not gonna work.

This looks like it.

Oh, yes.

You know,
according to his plans,

Sanborn hid the safe
somewhere in this room.

If I'’m right...

Heh.

Yes.

Well, there must be
some kind of hidden latch.

Could be anywhere.

Well, no time for finesse.

Any luck?

Uh...

The satellite'’s not directed
at the complex anymore.

MEL: What do I do?

We'’ll take it from here.

What? What?

We'’re on our own.

Perfect.

Well done, Tarver.
Just a little bit more.

Bravo.

Oh, yes.

This is just what
I'’ve been looking for.

Well, stand guard.

If someone tries
to get in, kill them.

It'’s the end
of the hallway.

It'’s gotta be one
of these 2 doors.

Well, which one?

- I think this one.
- This one.

All right.

[ faint creaking ]

Someone'’s out there.

What?

Nothin'’.

I got your back.

Thanks.

That was close by.

Well, I have what I need.

I'’m glad you're with me.

All this time the location
of the greatest power

in the solar system
was right here,

and the fools never even
knew what they had.

If you'’ve found what
you'’re looking for,

then all that'’s left
is for me to settle

my score with the tracker.

Daggon.

That body must feel like

a secondhand suit
to you, Remel.

I see you'’ve been doing
your homework.

Maybe it'’s just the stench.

Get ready to join your wife
and daughter, Daggon.

Not this time.

Say hello to Rhee for me.

Uhh!

- Man, that'’s gotta hurt.
- Where were you?

Well, I saw Zin run down
the back hallway,

and I chased after him.
No, he'’s not there, man.

It'’s just troops and guards,
you know, with guns.

We should go.

- No, wait.
- Cole, let'’s go!

Zin is gone.
Let'’s go.

All right, all right.

This is the way out.

No. Let'’s go
this way.

No, no, no.
Look, look, look.

I know you'’re a big-time
tracker guy and everything,

but I'’m telling you your
sense of direction'’s all wrong.

You mean, like it was
at the door there.

This is the way.

Fine. If you
wanna go that way,

go that way.
I'’m going this way.

- Fine.
- Good.

GUARD: Must be down
this way. Come on.

All right! All right!

I was wrong.
No need to gloat.

GUARD: They'’re not
gonna get away!

MEL: So that'’s Rhee's brother
you'’re putting in there?

That whole Rhee thing seems
like such a long time ago.

Yes, it does.

We'’ve been through
so much since then.

A whole lifetime worth.

So what now?

I think Zin'’s found
the exact location

of whatever it is
he'’s looking for,

which is somewhere
below the Watchfire.

But we have the key.

Mmm.

Which means
it'’s his move.

[ applause
from other room ]

Nestov.

Better see what
he'’s up to.

[ funk music plays ]

[ men cheer and applaud ]

Ah! Ah!

Okay, okay,
some more, some more.

A little bit to the left.

Whoo! That was great!

All right, now give me some
of that puritan attitude, baby.

Ohh, yeah!

That'’s it.

Nestov, you are turning my bar
into a strip club.

She'’s not taking off
her clothes, is she?

That'’s a good thing

because she'’s not wearing
much to begin with.

This is Miss November.

I'’ve almost done
my calendar.

Only one more month
to shoot.

No. I will not have
one more woman

dressed like that pretending
she works in my bar.

I was hoping you were
gonna say that.

Uno momento, por favor.

I'’ve saved the best
for last.

For you.

What?

Yes. December.
Mrs. Santa.

No...way.

Yes way.

No? Aw, did you
hear that?

"No way." She doesn'’t
wanna wear it.

Can you believe that?
They wanna see you in it.

Do you wanna see her
in it? Huh?

- Yeah!
- Yeah!

- Come on.
- Not in this lifetime.

I specifically got it
in your size.

That'’s very nice of you, Nestov,
but it'’s really not my style.

If anyone can pull it off,
it'’s you.

Come on.

Please, please, please
with sugar on top, please.

Oh, you are relentless!

Just...give me the hat.
Just the hat.

We'’ll start
with the hat.

That'’s good.

And then this is
all over, right?

Done.

Oh, yes!

You'’re sweet, baby.

You'’re sexy.

[ cheers and applause ]

Merry Christmas.