All language subtitles for Highway.To.Heaven.S02E10.The.Monster.Part.1.1080p.WEB-DL.AAC2.0.H.264-squalor (1)_track3_[eng]

[music playing]

You sure it's all right
if I drop you off and head

over and see Scotty and Diane?

Sure, fine with me.

She really seemed anxious
to see me when she called.

And I think I know why.

Oh, yeah?

I may not be an angel, but I
can put two and two together.

She's going to have a baby.

Well, Diane calls you, so
that means she's pregnant.

Right.

It's a good thing
she didn't call

you before she got married.

Oh, that's funny.

They said when they had
a baby, they're going

to name the first one after me.

That's why she's
anxious to talk to me.

There's going to be a
little Mark, you know.

Well, I think you're
jumping to conclusions.

I am a trained police officer.

I do not jump to conclusions.

Facts are all I'm interested in.

Yeah, I can see that.

This is where I get out.

Where?

Back there.

Oh, sorry.

You give my best
to Scotty and Diane.

- Yeah, I will.
- I'll be in touch.

Right.

[car door closes]

RIDLEY: Hi

Hi, yourself.

You're a stranger here.

That's right.

I'm not supposed
to talk to strangers.

Well, that's
probably very wise.

There's no probably about it.

That's why I'm staying
with my bike, that way

if you try to grab
me, I can get away.

That's wise too.

I'm not wise.

Wisdom comes with age.

That's what my grandma says.

I'm precocious.

Must be very difficult
for your loved ones.

We do have a very strict
sheriff in this town.

So if you're a vagrant, you
better just keep on walking,

otherwise he'll
throw you in jail.

Oh, you don't have to worry.

I've got a job.

I'm working over at Miss
Ella McCulloch's place.

Oh, well then you must be
the new handyman she hired.

Mm-hmm.

RIDLEY: She put an ad
in the paper and a note

on the bulletin board over the
store, but nobody around here

would take that job.

Yeah, why is that?

Because Miss Ella
McCulloch is a pinched-faced

old spinster who's very
tight with her purse strings.

Well look, can you
show me where she lives?

I could take you part of
the way, but not all the way.

Sounds good enough.

Come on.

Fishing pretty
good around here?

Yeah, it's OK.

There's a creek back there.

Catch any big ones in there?

Oh, maybe one or two.

Ridley Montague, don't
you be talking to strangers.

Your grandma will have a fit.

(YELLING) He's the handyman
Miss McCulloch hired to fix up

the cottage for the blind lady.

Well, I hope he doesn't
expect to retire on what

he gets from Miss McCulloch.

Ha.

[dogs barking]

Well, don't you
want to know why?

Why what?

Why I won't take you all the
way to Miss McCulloch's house?

Weren't you listening?

All right, why won't
you take me all the way

to Miss McCulloch's house.

Because that's right
near the old Bradley place.

What's wrong with
the old Bradley place?

It's where Frankenstein lives.

Frankenstein?

That's what everybody calls
him, because he's a monster

just like at the movies.

He's the biggest, evilest,
wickedest creature

that ever walked the earth.

And that's the gospel truth.

Well, how do you know?

You ever seen him?

No, sir.

Not up close.

And besides, he doesn't
come out during the day.

He only comes out at night.

And if the children don't
finish their vegetables,

then their mothers can call him.

And he takes them up into the
hills where he has this cave.

And you know what?

What?

He eats little children there.

That's why I finish
all my vegetables.

He's got this poor,
old, crazy mother too.

She never comes out.

The boys just bring the
groceries up to the door.

And she leaves the money
for them on the step.

Well, that's it.

That's the old Bradley place.

That's as far as I go.

Miss McCulloch's house is
just a little ways past.

Thank you.

EUGENE: Hey, Ridley.

What you doing?

I was just telling
him about Frankenstein.

Oh, yeah.

He lives in there all right.

You want to see him?

Oh, Eugene, please
don't do anything.

Come on.
I don't want to see him.

Oh, I ain't scared.

[thunk]

Hey, son, don't do that.

Ah.

[tap]

Yoo-hoo, Frankenstein.

[tapping]

Come on, Frankie, show
us your ugly face.

[tapping]

Come on, people want
To see you, Frankie.

[scraping]

[yelling]

Run, Eugene.

Run.

Get out of here, Ridley.

Julian, come away from
that window this minute.

Come away from there.

Oh, why do you do that?

Why do you come to the window?

Why do you let them see you?

All they want is to
hurt you, to tease you.

I'm the only one
who understands you.

I'm the only one who loves you.

You should listen to me.

I'm the only one you can trust.

Certainly couldn't
trust your father.

He took one look at you
and ran out on both of us.

Oh, it's not your fault.
It's nobody's fault.

But it should you tell
you who you can trust.

I'm the only one
you have, Julian.

You know that?

I'm the only one you have.

[music playing]

You can see the place
needs a lot of fixing.

I saw you down the
street with young Ridley.

I suppose he, uh, told you that
you won't be able to retire

on what you make on this job.

Yes, ma'am.

And I expect he
told you about Rachel.

Rachel?

My niece.

I suppose a little blabbermouth
told you that she's blind.

Oh, yes, ma'am, he did.

Well, she is.

Been blind for two
years, poor child.

Cost her dearly, too.

She had a beau.

When she went blind,
that was the end of it.

Better off for it
too, if you ask me.

RACHEL: Aunt Ella?

Aunt Ella?

Yes, dear.

So-- who's here?

The new handyman.

Hi, I'm Jonathan Smith.

Mr. Smith.

Well, I hope you can
do your work quietly.

Blind people have sensitive
hearing, you know?

I understand.

No, you don't understand.

But then, there's no need for
you to understand because it's

none of your business.

You're just the handyman.

[tapping]

She's been on edge.

She's waiting to hear about
an operation that could

possibly restore her sight.

You'll have to excuse her.

Now, you can start fixing
up the cottage right away.

[door closing]

[footsteps]

[music playing]

[footsteps]

[banging]

Who are you?

My name's Jonathan Smith.

This is my place.

You've got no right in here.

I know that, Julian.

How do you know my name?

A friend of mine told me.

Your work is very beautiful.

You're very gifted.

I've been given many gifts.

You just leave my things
alone and get out of here.

All right.

I'll be staying at the
McCulloch place for a while.

I'd really like
to be your friend.

Just go away, please.

Good night, Julian.

[dog barking]

[humming]

[tapping]

Oh, hi.

How are you doing this morning?

How am I this morning?

[scoffs]

Mr. Smith--

Jonathan.

Jonathan, then.

I-- what's that smell?

Well, that's,
uh-- that's paint.

Who told you to
paint this room?

Nobody told me.

Your aunt said fix the
place up a little bit.

I thought I'd start with
a fresh coat of paint.

I see.

It's-- forgive the pun.

More to the point,
I don't see, which

is why I have
absolutely no interest

in whether this room gets a
fresh coat of paint or not.

[chuckles]

What's this?

Oh, that's a lamp.

I brought it down
from the attic.

Jonathan, I'm blind, in
case you hadn't noticed.

Ergo, I don't care about
the color of the walls

or how many lights
you put in this place.

Have I made myself clear?

Yeah.

I just thought maybe if
you had some company.

I don't plan to
entertain this season.

I'll tell you where
I want the furniture.

And then I want you to bolt it
down or nail it or whatever.

OK.

I think bolting it
down would be the best.

I'll go to the hardware
store and get some supplies.

Jonathan?

Yeah.

I appreciate what
you were trying to do.

I apologize for the
way I spoke to you.

It's all right.

I understand.

Must been pretty tough waiting
to hear from the doctors.

Yeah.

You know, I took a
walk the other day.

There's really a great stream
up at the end of the street.

If you'd like to go there some
time, I'd be happy to take you.

Well, why would
I want to do that?

I don't know.

It just seemed like a nice
place to think, relax.

I used to go there
when I was little.

You're kidding.

Uh-uh.

Well, if you decide
you want to go,

I'd be happy to take you.

I'll go get those supplies.

[scoffs]

Take me up there, indeed.

Could find that spot
with my eyes closed.

Oh, man.

Don't you ever just
want to tuck it?

What do you mean?

You know damn good
and well what I mean.

I mean, adios.

I don't know what the point
of living like this is.

That's what it's
like in the beginning.

All you can do is focus
on the stuff you can't do.

You got to get past that,
focus on what you can do.

Look at me.

Terry, when I first
got on wheels, you

think I thought for one
second I'd ever be a lawyer,

have a law practice, and
a beautiful wife to boot?

That's what I've got.

Just take it one step at a time.

One step, ha.

Well, one revolution
of the wheel.

You know, if anybody
else is telling me this,

I'd say it was all shuck
and jive, you know?

Hey, man, jive has feet.

Wheels don't lie to wheels.

Hey, Scotty.

SCOTTY: Jonathan.

- How you doing, buddy?
- Fine.

Just fine.

Were you over at the house?

Have you seen Diane?

No, no.

I haven't had a chance yet.

Oh, Terry Dewhurst,
Jonathan Smith,

pushiest former
attendant I've ever seen.

Pushed me right through my
bar exam and into my marriage

Terry, good to meet you.

Hi, so everything those
guys were saying is true?

I mean, you knew when he
was dating and everything.

Terry, let me
tell you something.

The only sexier on
wheels than Scotty

was a Ferrari in those days.

And then it was a toss up.

Hey, I'd better get
out of here before I have

to start signing autographs.

Yeah, I don't blame you star.

I'll be your chauffeur.

Terry, good to meet you.

Same here.
Thanks, Scotty.

SCOTTY: You got it.

So my man, how you been?

Great.

Just great.

If it was any better,
it'd be illegal.

I'm glad to hear it.

How's it going with Diane?

Hey, it's a marriage.

You know, you got your good
days and you got your bad.

But overall it's fine.

She's working again, you know.
- Oh, yeah?

She like it?

Loves it.

We're just your basic couple
of upwardly mobile yuppies.

Life's your basic
bowl of cherries.

Well, that's good.

Listen, how about
some dinner tonight?

You can fill me
in on the basics.

You got it.

But this time, dinner's on me.

I could use a write-off,
you know what I mean?

No, I don't.

Handymen don't get write-offs.

Hey, well, lawyers do.

Yeah, I was going to stay
with my cousin while we're here.

But they're having
domestic difficulties.

So I figured it'd be better
if I got a place of my own

while I'm here.

Ah, mister, let me
tell you a little secret.

I don't need your life story.

If you can pay the
rent, that's as personal

as I'm going to get.

Right.

[door opens]

[mumbling]

Enjoy.
[scoffs]

Thank you.

[humming]

Hi.

Ah!

[laughing]

Why do you do that?

I mean, I-- I don't think I can
take any more of your popping

in and out.
- I'm very sorry.

No, you're not.

You enjoy it.

Well, you were right about
my jumping to conclusions

about Diane being pregnant.

You'll never guess in a million
years why she wanted to see me.

JONATHAN: Her marriage
is in trouble.

Well, yeah.

That's kind of it.

Look, you see the problem is--

Scotty's pretending
nothing's wrong, putting

up a big front for everybody.

Yeah, that's--
that's sort of it.

JONATHAN: We're going to
dinner with them tonight.

We are?

Yeah, but Diane doesn't
want you to say anything,

just pretend nothing's wrong.

You see, you're wrong again.

Right?

Diane never said a
thing like that--

[phone ringing]

Who can that be?

Nobody knows my phone number?

It's Diane.

You're wrong.

I never gave Diane the
phone number, right?

Hello.

Diane.

How'd you get my phone number?

He did, huh?

Yeah, the place is fine.

Just moving in.

Tonight?

Well, yeah, sure, I'd--

all right.

All right.

I'll pretend like
nothing's wrong.

Yeah, see you then.

Just don't say
anything, all right?

Nothing.

[laughing]

[water gurgling]

[birds chirping]

[stick cracking]

[footsteps]

RACHEL: Who's there?

I said, who's there?

[footsteps]

I know there's someone there.

Why don't you say something?

[yelps]

Please, I'm-- I'm blind.

I've hurt my ankle.

I need help.

Please say something.

You're frightening me.

Don't be afraid.

I'll help you.

[music playing]

[gasps]

Ow.

I-- is that too tight?

No, no, no.

That's fine.

What is this place?

Just a place.

My place.

Mm.

It-- it's all right.

It's all right.

You don't have to be afraid.

I'm not.

Yes, you are.

And you have the right to be.

I'm just telling you that
you don't have to be.

All right.

I won't be.

See if you can stand on it.

Ow.

[sighs]

How does it feel?

Well, it hurts.

But the bandage helps.

Thanks so much.

Oh, I'm sorry.

What?

Well, I have to be honest
that I was so scared,

I haven't even asked your
name or introduced myself.

See I grew up around here.

And when I was a kid,
there were stories

about a monster or
something named Julian

that went into the woods and--

[sighs] never mind.

I'm Rachel McCullough.

And you are?

Clark.

It's what?

Clark.

Well, Clark, thank you.

And if you could just help
me get back to the stream.

What's this?

Just, uh, one
of my sculptures.

You made this?

Yes.

Oh, then you're
an artist, huh?

And this is your studio?

No.

No, I'm not an artist.

I-- I, uh--

I just make things.

No, if you created this,
you don't just make things.

You're an artist.

Thank you.

[water splashing]

[birds chirping]

Here we are.

Thank you.

When I was a little girl, I
used to come to this place.

And I fantasized that there was
a dark, handsome stranger who

lived in the woods.
and he'd carry me off,

and we'd live happily ever
after, like the Prince

in Sleeping Beauty.

It's-- it's silly, really,
those things you think

about when you're a child.

No, dreams aren't silly.

Sometimes they're all you
have to keep you going.

That's true, you know.

So, uh, you'll
be OK from here?

Oh, yeah.

I'll be fine.

But again, thank you.

It was my pleasure.

Goodbye.

Clark?

Yes?

I come here quite often.

Me too.

If you're, uh, here tomorrow--

I'll be here.

OK.

[footsteps fading]

[indistinct chatter]

MARK: Here you go, Scotty

JONATHAN: Come on,
have the lobster.

What do you care
if it's fattening?

And have you decided what wine
you'd like with your dinner,

sir.

We'll have another
bottle of that champagne.

Very good.

Scotty, that's
almost $100 a bottle.

Oh, don't order
that on our account.

Yeah, I'm strictly
a beer man myself.

Fine, there'll be more for me.

We'll have the
champagne, please.

Very good, sir.

I'd appreciate
it if you wouldn't

embarrass me like that again.

I was just thinking
of our budget.

Well, just forget
about our budget tonight.

I mean, these are the two
guys that brought us together.

They're worth the best, right?

Sure.

Why not?

You must be doing pretty good
with your law practice, Scotty.

Well, Mark, I'll
tell you the truth.

You know, when you're a young
lawyer just starting out,

you sort of have
to pick and choose

your first cases to build
the right kind of reputation.

It's quality, not quantity.

You know what I mean?

Diane, I thought it was you.

Hi, Steve.

Hi.

Oh, Steve is the
decorator on a--

on a project I'm working on.

Um, Steve, this
is Jonathan Smith.

Hello.

DIANE: And this is my
cousin, Mark Gordon.

Steve, how are you doing?

And this is my
husband, Scotty.

Hi, Scotty.

It's nice to meet you.

You'll forgive me
if I don't get up.

Hey, don't look embarrassed.

That was just a little humor.

Right, well it was
nice meeting all of you.

And I'll see you later, Diane.

Hey, try to put a hit on my
wife, you don't have a chance.

I might be in a chair, but
that doesn't mean I'm dead.

You know what I mean?

Scotty.

Uh, good night.

Uh, I'm not really
very hungry anymore.

I think I'd like to go home.

Yeah, maybe this
isn't the right night.

SCOTTY: What's
wrong with tonight?

Everything's going
great in our lives.

We're here to celebrate, right?

I mean, the guy was
making a pass at my wife.

Just because I'm
in a chair doesn't

mean I won't act like a man.

You acted like a jerk.

Mark, would you
please see me home.

[music playing]

Don't bother with that.

Just the check, please.

WAITER: Yes, sir.

You all right?

Want some of this coffee?

[door opens]

Scotty.

Well, that was really nice.

I mean, the guy
comes on to my wife.

And I deal with it.

And she takes off.

Scotty, maybe we ought
to stop pretending.

You won't go to a
marriage counselor

because you say
nothing is wrong.

Well, something is
very, very wrong.

Look, if you got a
problem, you talk about it.

Everything's fine with me.

All right, I didn't go back
to work because I wanted to.

I went back to work because
we needed the money.

And now I think you
resent me for it.

Why should I resent it?

Every husband likes to
be supported by his wife.

I don't get it.

I though you were doing OK with
your bookkeeping and auditing

work.

He stopped doing that.

That's why we needed the money.

Why'd you stop doing it?

Because I'm an attorney,
not a bookkeeper.

I didn't bust my butt to
pass the bar to audit books.

I mean, if we have
a kid, I won't

be able to do a hell of a lot
with him like other fathers,

at least he could be proud of
his dad because he's a lawyer.

But you are a lawyer.

What's the big deal?

SCOTTY: The big
deal, Mark, is I'm

a lawyer without any clients.

Well, they call up
and everything's fine.

And then they come in
and they see this chair

and they walk out.

They don't even see me.

All they see is the wheels.

They won't even give me
a chance, you understand?

But Scotty, you're
not even trying anymore.

All you do is hang
out at that hospital.

Because at least I
can do some good there.

Is that really why you
stay there all the time?

Sure.

Why else would I be there
working with those guys?

JONATHAN: I can think
of a lot of reasons.

One of them is like a football
star goes back to the place

where he was a hero.

Hey man, you're right.

I am a hero there.

What's wrong with that?

Sure as hell not
a hero to my wife.

Poor thing had to
go back to work.

Scotty, I don't
mind working as

long as I know you're trying.

What do you tell them at work?

What did you tell that
jerk I met tonight?

That you support
your pathetic husband

because he can't make a living?

Now, come one, Scotty.

That's enough, huh?

Yeah, you bet it's enough.

I'm taking the pressure
off you, Diane.

I know it's tough to
walk out on a cripple,

out of guilt and all.

So I'll make it easy on you.

I'll get Willis to
move me out tonight.

[controller clicking]

You're very quiet.

So are you.

I know.

[chuckling]

I was just thinking.

What about?

About what you look like.

Oh.

Could I touch your face?

Oh, thank you.

Please, it-- it makes it
easier to talk to someone

if you know what they're like.

Hmm?

Oh, you're very handsome.

I'm sorry.

Did embarrass you?

- No.
- Hmm?

No.

[gasps]

Your hair, oh, it's so long.

I never would have
guessed you for long hair.

Well, I-- I--

I just-- I've been
so busy with my work,

I haven't had a
chance to get it cut.

[kids yelling and playing]

Speaking of work, um,
I have to get back.

Oh, so soon?

Yeah, sorry.

Clark, could you let me repay
your kindness of yesterday?

Would you come over
for dinner tonight?

Uh, no.

I can't.

I'm an awfully good cook.

Really I--

I can't.

I understand.

There's not much sense in
getting involved with someone--

No, it's not that.

You mustn't think that.

Then you'll come?

[kids yelling]

Well, it would, uh,
just be the two of us?

No one else?

Not unless you wanted
to bring someone.

I didn't ask if you were
married or anything.

No, I, uh, just--

just the two of
us would be fine.

OK, 8 o'clock?

8:00 will be fine.

I'll, uh--

I'm the cottage in the back.

I'll see you then.

Jonathan.

I'm almost finished
bolting down this furniture.

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Don't worry about the furniture.

And forget what I said about
the lights and the paint.

Can you fix this
place up by tonight?

Well, sure.
No problem.

Oh, good.

And-- and flowers, we need lots
and lots and lots of flowers

all over.

Well, your wish is my command.

ELLA MCCULLOCH: Rachel.

I'm in here, Aunt Ella.

[inaudible] Jonathan.

Yeah.

Listen, I'm going to be
having company over tonight,

but I wouldn't want
my aunt to know.

Um, it's her bridge game.

And she'll be leaving early.

And--

My lips are sealed.

Thanks.
ELLA MCCULLOCH: Rachel.

Hmm?

Rachel, they called.

The doctors?

Yes, they're going to operate.

Well, thank God.

I'm going to see again.

I just know it.

I'm going to see again.

I'm going to see again.

[laughing]

MRS. BRADLEY: Julian.

Julian, what are
you doing in there?

Julian, answer me.

You've been in there
for 40 minutes now.

What are you doing?

Nothing, mother.

MRS. BRADLEY: You
can't do nothing for 40

minutes in a closed bathroom.

Now what are you doing?

[sighs]

Cutting my hair, mother.

[scoffs]

Cutting your hair?

Why in heaven's name would
you do a thing like that?

Because it hides my face.

Where are you going?

Just up to my place.

I have some things to do.

[smack]

Liar, you're going
to see someone.

That's what you're going to do.

What's gotten into you?

Why are you doing this?

There is nothing
but pain out there.

Don't you understand that?

This is the only place where
there is no pain for you.

Is it?

How dare you say
such a thing to me?

I have shut myself up
like a hermit for you.

Why?

Why do we live like this?

Why didn't we fight?

Why didn't you
keep me in school?

Why?

You want to know why?

Do you think I wanted
them to hurt you,

to say those horrible things,
call my son a monster?

But I am not a monster!

I have beauty in me.

I have things to share with
people, thoughts, ideas.

jokes.

I know jokes, mother.

Someone-- someone could have
seen those things in me.

Who is she?

Don't think I don't know
what you're going to do.

Which dirty-- it's just the
one thing I couldn't give you.

You're going to some
woman, aren't you?

You have found
yourself a cheap hussy.

I feel sorry for you, mother.

I know exactly what
you're going to do.

I'm not blind.

No, you're not blind.

[door slams shut]

[bicycle wheels clicking]

[dog barking]

[music playing]

[knocking]

Clark?

Uh, you look very beautiful
this evening, Rachel.

Mm, well, I feel beautiful.

So do I.

Please, come in.

[door closes]

It's a nice, bright room.

Oh, is it?

I, uh, hate dingy places.

So do I. Hmm, now
I'll see about dinner.

I'll just be a minute.

And you make
yourself comfortable.

Well, I got all
the lights working.

Oh, Clark, I want you
to meet Jonathan Smith.

He's been fixing the place up.

Pleasure to meet you, Clark.

I'm, uh, pleased to
meet you, Jonathan.

I'll be on my way.

Enjoy your evening.

RACHEL: Thanks again, Jonathan.

Oh, it was my pleasure.

Hope to see you again, Clark.

Thank you.

Good night, you two.

Good night.

Good night.

I brought you something.

Oh, you didn't
have to, really.

Uh, come here.

Oh, this is the
one from your place.

Yes.

Huh, that's funny.

It feels like me
against the tree.

It is.

How'd you know just
the way I used to sit.

Was it just from my
telling you about it?

Hmm?

Do you like it?

Yeah, it's the nicest
thing anyone's ever given me.

Mm.

[music playing]

I'm sorry.

I, uh--

Don't be.

I'm not.

It's all I dreamt
about last night.

Me too.

Your hair.

You cut your hair.

I didn't think you
liked it that long.

[laughs]

Oh, Clark.

Mm.

You know, you-- you
gave me a surprise.

And-- and I have one for you.

What?

I think I'm really going
to be able to see you.

What do you mean?

I mean, my doctors
have agreed to operate.

My aunt told me today.

They've evaluated all the tests.

They think I'm a good risk.

Clark, I'm going to
be able to see again.

Isn't that wonderful?

[sighs]

Oh.

Well, Clark, what's wrong?

What's wrong?

Clark?

[thunk]

What is it?

What is it?

[heavy breathing]

You'll be able to see my face.

You'll hate me, just
like all the others.

Why?

Why!

Clark, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I'm not Clark.

I'm Julian.

Don't you understand?

I'm Julian.

Oh.

[door slams shut]

RACHEL: Julian?

Julian?

[crashing and banging]

[leaves rustling]

Julian!

[police radio chatter]

Jonathan?

Jonathan, have you seen Rachel?

Well, earlier this evening.
Why?

What's wrong?

We can't find her anywhere.

And Ridley saw that monster
prowling around the cottage.

Oh, you mean Julian?

How do you know his name?

Because I know him.

He wasn't prowling.

Rachel invited him
over for dinner.

That's a crock.

Nobody would invite
that monster anywhere.

I was there when
he came in, Sheriff.

And he wouldn't hurt her.

We were just over
at his mother's house.

She said he was up
to dirty business.

She said he was out
looking for a girl.

Well, I guess he found one.

We're wasting time.

Let's go.

RACHEL: Julian!

Julian, please!

Julian!

Julian!

Julian, please.

[rustling]

[footsteps]

Rachel?

Oh my god.

[footsteps]

Hey, freeze or you're dead.

Julian, don't run.

For God's sake, don't run.

SHERIFF Julian Bradley, you're
under arrest for kidnapping

and attempted murder.

[handcuffs clicking]

[music playing]