05x20 - Tag Team

[bunniefuu]

...with Sally Field, gone
fast with a girl named

Bo, but somehow they
just don't end up as mine.

It's a death-defying life I lead.

I take my chances.

I die for living in the movies and TV.

But the hardest thing I
ever do is watch my leading

ladies kiss some other guy
while I'm bandaging my knee.

I might fall from a tall building.

I made

Redford such a star.

Much

time in school, but I totally,
it is plenty.

It's true, I hire my body out from pay.

Now, hey, it's only hey.

Hey, hey.

I might jump an open drawbridge or poison
from a vine.

I'm going stir-crazy babysitting that old
man.

Yeah, well, just try and remember how much
he's worth to us.

I still don't see the point.

You see why we just don't lock Bleakman up
in his room?

Hold a g*n to his head and make him
engrave those plates.

Like Mr. Winters says, muscle him and
don't tell him what we get.

Treat him right and his 20s are full of
treasury agent.

We are treating him right.

Isn't there a limit?

We can't take chances.

Bleakman can skip bail.

He's a wanted man.

If he winds up back in the slammer,
the whole deal goes down the tubes.

Joseph Bleakman?

My name is Colt Seavers, officer of the
courts.

Hey, who's that?

I'm authorized to take you into custody.

You can skip bail on a charge of engraving
counter-complaints.

Mr. Seavers, I advise you to go away
before you get hurt.

Let's find out.

Well, I appreciate your concern,
Mr. Bleakman, but I think I can handle this.

Handle what?

Mr. Seavers here is a bounty hunter.

He wants to take me into custody.

It's strictly a matter between me and Mr.
Bleakman.

That's what you think.

Look, I'm warning you.

I have the full power of the courts behind
me.

This is the last warning you get.

I'll take that into consideration.

If I see you again, I might have to get
run.

Let's get him out of here.

Oh, yeah, excellent idea, gentlemen.

Ouch!

Relax, it's gonna make it better.

At least it always does in the movies.

Can I tell you something?

In the movies, they use steak,
not hamburger patties.

In the movies, they can afford it.

They can afford steak.

What's that supposed to do, anyway?

It keeps the vision clear while the
swelling subsides.

Does it work?

Well, it made me see more clearly.

It's the last time I'm getting beat up
bringing in some supposedly harmless skip.

I am through, done, finished.

No more bounty hunting.

You mean it?

Yes, I mean it.

I just wish I had more money in the bank.

Oh, don't worry about that.

After tonight, you'll have plenty.

How do you figure that?

Oh, Howie's making us a fortune.

Right now, he's playing poker using this
terrific new system he's worked out.

What?

How many, Richard?

I'll take two.

Two.

Dion?

I'll have one.

How many cards, college boy?

One card.

One card to the Boy Scout.

And the dealer takes one.

Aye, Pa.

I'll see your fifty.

We'll raise your fifty.

I'll stay.

I think I'm gonna walk away.

Come on, Six.

Come on, Six.

I'm gonna have to fold.

He's playing poker with my money?

Not exactly.

Remember, you two have a joint bank
account.

Oh, terrific.

Community property with Howie Munson.

What could be worse?

Seavers!

Sorry I asked.

Where's my skip?

Trench, I don't know and I don't care.

I quit.

Well, I don't believe this.

You got beat up by a seventy-year-old man
with arthritis?

And a prosthetic hip?

Well, you're pathetic.

I got beat up by two g*ons with a combined
weight of five hundred pounds.

You didn't tell me Bleakman had very large
friends.

Come on, Seavers.

Quit feeling sorry for yourself.

Get out there and get them.

Watch my lips.

No!

I'm off the case.

Oh, come off it.

You're flat broke like always.

What are you gonna do for money?

Surprise, Trench.

At this very moment, Howie is winning us a
bundle plane.

His new poker system.

You're letting that egghead play with
cards?

I'd sooner give him a loaded g*n.

I'd sooner...

Hello?

It's Howie.

Yes, hello.

What?

How much more?

Well, hold on.

We'll be right there.

How's he doing?

When Webster put the
definition of foolproof in

his dictionary, he never
planned on Howie Munson.

But, uh...

What about my skip?

Remember, Jody, when we get there,
I'm taking over.

I'm gonna have to keep you two honest.

Call.

What you got?

Two pair.

Crazy eights and lucky ladies.

That burns me.

Thank you.

Three jakes.

Sorry, darling.

Well, I hate to leave, but, uh,
it's about an hour past my bedtime.

Let's do this again sometime real soon.

Where you going?

That's great, Don.

Leave with all the money.

Believe me, I hate to do it.

Well, no reason the rest of us have to
stop.

What do you say?

I'm staying.

Well, I'm in for the duration.

I'm just warming up.

Deal.

How much are we down?

Just 800 bucks.

Only 800?

Right now the odds are very good that
you're getting struck.

Kid, let me play our stake before you lose
the farm.

Oh, Cole, I just need a little more time.

Yeah, and a little more brains.

Now get out of that chair.

What if the other players don't want a
stranger in the game?

I hope they be stranger than you.

But what system are you gonna use?

The one my daddy taught me.

Corsets.

I'm in.

No, it's just not my night.

See you're 50, raise you 100.

Well, I'll see you're 100 and raise you
another.

No, it's just not my night.

Well, I'm out too.

See you're 100, raise you 200.

Bye-bye.

Well, uh, as you can see, I'm out of
money.

Will you play for this?

It's worth a thousand dollars,
but I'll take 500 on it.

I'll see you're two and raise you three.

I prefer cash.

I haven't got any.

You want my blood?

What is it?

Contract.

And the lady's right, it's worth a grand.

Well, who says?

Me.

House rules.

And this is my house.

And a fine one it is.

Okay.

I call it, what do you got?

Well, darlin', I got a full boat.

Queens and tens.

Not good enough.

Four deuces.

Damn!

Now, what's this contract I won?

Well, you've just won yourself exclusive
rights to a couple of world-class athletes.

He's battling... They're mine?

Both of them?

Yeah, you're a very lucky man.

Now, how come they're wrestling each
other?

Well, uh, look at it this way.

One of them's bound to win, huh?

The match is getting a lot more physical.

There's a dropkick right into the chin by
Half Dome.

Sequoia

Johnson, the mountain man type.

Ooh, that's a good move, and that hurt
Half Dome.

He lands

right on the chin, thrown in there by Half
Dome.

And the landing!

Ooh, nice move!

Out

into the crowd now, and he says,
I'm gonna pin this guy.

And he does, right now, as the bell comes.

At

that time, the crowd's eating it up.

The one man, though, that doesn't think he
lost is Half Dome.

He thinks he won it.

Oh, he slugs the referee, jeans the bell,
he picks the bell up, body slams it.

And he kicks the bell, knocks him out of
the ring.

He could be suspended for months,
maybe for years.

Here comes a policeman
into the ring right now, coming

from behind, and he's
gonna grab these wrestlers.

Look out!

Oh, the policeman caught a blow right to
the kisser.

This is not the sport that you need to
see.

This is not the kind of... sh*t,
and somebody stopped him.

Do you want to give it a try?

When wrestlers are confronted by outside
force, they're

hurling every policeman right straight out
of the ring.

Now it's a

strong armory into the ring...
They're really a couple of lovely guys.

I think you're gonna get a real kick out
of them.

You don't seem terribly upset about losing
them.

Hey, that's the rate when you gamble.

I'm not a sore loser.

Look, I feel real bad about winning them
from you.

How about I sell them back to you cheap?

Real cheap.

Look, you guys want them fair and square.

I'm just gonna have to learn to live
without them.

Come on, Aaron here.

Yeah, right.

Let's do it!

Hey, hey, hey!

Come on, you guys!

Take this easy!

Look, that's better.

I want you to put your best faces forward
and meet somebody.

This is your new owner, Colt Seavers.

New owner?

What happened?

I'm afraid I lost you guys in a poker
game.

Oh... Colt, this is
Sequoia Johnson.

Shake.

Sequoia, huh?

Bet that's a nickname, huh?

Sorta.

Nobody knows my real name.

It's a tragic story.

Sequoia lost his parents in a rafting
accident when he was just a baby.

He was raised in the Pacific Northwest by
a family of Bigfoot.

Bigfeet.

A family of Bigfeet.

Bigfeet?

Yeah, you know, Sasquatch, Yeti,
the missing link.

Raised me like one of their own.

Taught me to wrestle.

Call that wrestling?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

You guys, take it easy.

Hey, Seavers, wait.

Wait.

Look, calm down, everybody, okay?

Colt, this is Halftone.

Don't tell me, let me guess, you were born
in Yosemite, huh?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Hysterical amnesia.

Fan hit me with a crowbar.

Yeah, nobody knows where he's from.

The ring answer just says, from Parks
Unknown.

Well, it's all been very interesting,
fellas, but frankly, I know nothing about

managing wrestlers, so I'm just gonna let
you out of your contract.

How about that?

Huh?

Hasn't he read the contract?

Uh, well, not the fine print.

What do you mean?

You gotta feed and house us.

That's what she means.

What?

Let me take a look at that.

Mr. Seavers, you didn't just win a couple
of wrestlers.

You won yourself a family.

Ha, ha, ha.

Ha, ha, ha.

Print, kid?

Yep.

Hey, where's the thingy for the TV?

Remote control?

It's right there under his foot.

Hey, take it easy with that.

I just had it repaired.

O-N.

That's the power switch.

TV guide?

Hey, get your feet out.

Well, hey!

Maybe the boss don't want you putting your
size 16s up there.

Uh, guys, let's get something straight.

I'm not your boss.

There's just been a big mix-up here,
okay?

That's putting it mildly.

Look, guys, what Colt's trying to say is
that when he won your contract in that

poker game, he didn't have any idea about
what he was getting himself into.

Well, then I'll tell him.

He's gotta give us food, shelter,
and training facilities.

In return, we give him half our purses.

Hey, you aren't trying to welsh,
are you?

Oh, I wouldn't say that exactly.

What would you say exactly?

Well, it's just that we're not equipped to
have you stay with us.

See, Colt's not in the wrestling game.

He really wouldn't be of any help to
either one of you.

Well, so what?

Our last manager was no bargain either.

Now, wait a minute.

Uh, Colt, these guys might just wind up
being worth something.

Do you have any bookings?

Sure do.

Tonight, in fact, an exhibition match at
the gym.

Yeah, benefit the Knights of Pythias
Lodge.

Uh, do they, uh, pay any money for these
exhibitions?

Well, sure we get paid.

Win or lose.

And they have to guarantee you half the
purse.

Doesn't beat a poke in the eye with a
sharp stick.

Hey, let's have something to eat.

Sure, what would you like?

Well, with the bout and all tonight,
I don't want to overdo it.

Good thinking.

How about six eggs scrambled, a small
roast, a couple of tuna melts,

a pound of Swiss cheese, not American,
and, uh, half a gallon of low-fat milk.

Yeah, me too.

You got any low-fat milk?

Coming right up.

Just me.

Any problems with Bleakman?

He just finished the front plate for the


uncontrollable urge
for walking the park, he

should be finished with
the back plate any time.

Does the Winters have anything to say?

Only that he's concerned about our running
with the bounty hunter.

We handled it.

Winters just doesn't want anything to hold
up delivery of the plates.

What's the big deal?

I guess he's got some heavy-duty partners
whose backs are against the wall.

And he's promised delivery of the plates
for tomorrow.

That shouldn't be a problem.

We just got to make sure it stays that
way.

Well, I'll tell you one thing.

If that bounty hunter gets in the way
again, he's as good as dead.

It's the Pythias, wrestling for charity
night.

We've got a full slate of bruising action,
so let's get things started.

Into our first bout with a 10-minute time
limit.

Introducing the man with the world's
largest all-female band...

I don't believe this guy.

He lost his first 15 bouts?

Looks like we got a real winner with
Sequoia in the first bout, huh?

Are you kidding?

Look at the size of him.

Sequoia doesn't stand a chance.

You betcha, boss.

I'll make you proud.

Just make him rich.

I'll break a leg, huh?

Why don't you say something like that?

It should be his turn for good luck.

How do wrestlers wish each other good
luck?

They don't.

And his opponent, from the Pacific
Northwest, the legendary Bigfoot monster,

Sequoia!

And maybe he was raised by a family of the
Bigfoot.

Wow.

What a funny entrance into a wrestling
match.

But we'll see how he lines up
now against his handsome Harry.

Just a little bit c*ck?

Or maybe Sequoia Johnson will take some of
that out of him.

Sequoia says, come on, let's wrestle.

He digs his head to the midsection.

That boy, Sequoia!

Ah, strictly routine, man.

I taught him that move.

We see the power of handsome Harry as he
flips to

reverse things and he gets it done.

He reversed the position.

He drives his head into handsome Harry's
stomach.

Ah, I can't watch any more of this.

Why doesn't the referee stop it?

Well, if fans would k*ll him, that's what
they pay their money to see.

Sequoia Johnson... What
are we gonna do next, man?

Wrestle...

His handsome

referee counts him out and this match is
over.

Handsome Harry...

Ah, he's just no good.

Let me show you how a pro does it.

Sequoia Johnson... The third man to take
off the jacket and he didn't stay very long.

As soon as Harry gets here, we're
splitting the money and that's it.

Colt, you're not gonna like this.

I sure hope you brought your checkbook,
Colt, because after taxes and the back

dues these guys owed the
wrestling commission, minus

the damage to the chairs
and the ring, we owe $1,500.

What about the purse?

You're not gonna believe this.

The purse was only $200.

$200?

I don't suppose an apology's enough.

It is for me.

Look, I'm sorry, okay?

You can take the money out of our winnings
for the next few bouts.

Next few bouts?

Sure, you're gonna want us to work it off,
aren't you?

Makes sense.

At that rate, it'll take six years to pay
me off.

I can't wait that long, Seavers.

It isn't Mr. Personality.

Yeah, good news.

I got a tip on where my skip's hiding out.

I retired, remember?

Oh, yeah.

Seems to me I heard something about
Seavers retiring.

Uh, one out of losers, I remember.

Your defenseless skip had a wall of muscle
around him.

Well, I'm gonna give you a chance to go
out a winner.

Hey, what's it pay?

Two grand.

On one condition.

You advance $1,500.

Well, you must think I'm some sort of
simpleton.

I don't back losers, Seavers.

Three grand.

When you bring him in.

Now, who do you want the check made out
to?

I'll fill it in.

You know, Seavers, you're getting to be as
despicable as you are.

Who's the people you associate with?

Who are you calling despicable,
pal?

Uh, never k*ll a man when he's signing a
check.

Now, the only reason you guys are here is
I'm afraid to let you out of my sight.

I want you to stay put.

You read me?

Loud and clear, we stay here no matter
what, right?

Close enough.

Running's over, Mr. Bleakman.

I'm placing you in custody.

Well, look who's here.

He's in trouble.

Think we ought to help him?

He said to stay put no matter what.

Good

with printing plates.

Now you get to try license plates.

Well, for you, jail.

For me, a vacation.

I could send you away on a vacation for
the rest of your life.

Oh, give me a break.

Sure, come on.

You've got a price.

If I had a dollar for every time
somebody's tried to buy me off,

I would have bought myself an island years
ago.

Instead, you let yourself get beaten.

Enough for peanuts.

Doesn't seem fair, does it?

Ah, those handcuffs.

They're k*lling my wrists.

Sorry to hear that.

I'm an old man.

I won't try anything foolish.

Not as long as you're in those handcuffs.

I warn you, you're letting yourself in for
an awful lot of trouble.

Yeah, well, it won't be the first time.

Howie, you've been sitting there like a
lump on a log for an hour.

Jody, I've got it figured out.

What now?

What to do with Sequoia and Half Dome.

If it involves any more food, count me
out.

No, no, no.

The problem is that they need a more
scientific approach to their training.

Is that anything like your scientific
approach to poker?

All right, all right.

But remember, I was the manager of the
wrestling team at Providence College.

Howie, this is not like managing college
athletics.

It's more like zookeeping.

I know, but we've got to do something with
them.

And I think they've got pretty good basic
talent.

So all we have to do
is develop that talent

and then find the right
gimmick to market them.

You have finally flipped.

Yeah, but you go ahead and laugh.

But I'm going to turn those two into
championship professional wrestlers.

You'll see.

Hey, Cole, you'll never guess what Howie's
new project is.

What?

Well, I'm going to take
those two sow's ears you

call wrestlers and turn
them into silk purses.

Terrific.

Maybe someone will snatch them.

Where have you been?

Well, doing the usual routine apprehension
of a feeble old man who happens to have a

couple of bruisers the size of Daytona
Beach running interference for him.

Fortunately, so did I.

Sequoia and Half Dome?

I have to admit, they came in pretty handy
out there.

I told you they had potential,
and I'm going to make them world class.

Good.

It'll be great to see someone else taking
the...

lumps for a change.

All right, gentlemen.

The most important thing is proper mental
attitude.

We think like winners, so we are winners.

Now, let me hear you say it.

What are we?

Winners.

Well, how about a little enthusiasm?

How was that?

I think we're making progress.

Nah, it's more like this.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Hey!

I think they've got it.

Nobody's worked this as hard as you,
Howie.

That's because I care about you big lugs.

I want to see you hit the big time.

Look, I was saving this as
a surprise, but... Surprise?

I got together with one of the guys at the
costume department at the studio,

and we created these great costumes.

Costumes?

Introducing the old...
all-new half-dome.

You want me to wear that?

Yeah.

Hey, you're gonna look terrific in that.

Trust me.

And this.

This is for you.

I can't wear that.

Well, why not?

Might be somebody I know.

Relax.

It's a phony.

That should be perfect for him.

Yeah.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

All right!

Come a-toolin'!

Come on!

Howie is right.

How can you guys expect to accomplish
anything if you're always fighting?

It's all we know.

Yeah.

You have to be in top form.

I need your full concentration.

How can we concentrate on an empty
stomach?

I'm sorry, I've never whipped up 12 lbs of
tuna fish before.

You'll have to go to all that trouble.

I can eat mine whole.

No trouble at all?

Get your minds off of food and on to
wrestling, please!

I went to a lot of trouble to arrange this
audition.

This guy is one of the biggest fish in the
pro wrestling game.

I'll eat him whole too.

Now that is the spirit.

What are we?

Winners!

I can't hear you.

Winners!

Right on!

We'd like a little privacy if you don't
mind.

I'll be right here.

You want privacy?

Then whisper.

Are you crazy?

Why are you here?

You know why.

We want the key.

You'll have to wait until I get out of
here.

That's the problem.

The judge refused your bail because you
skipped once.

And Mr. Winner wants to turn those plates
over to his buyers tomorrow.

I don't have it.

I got rid of it before the bounty hunter
brought me in.

Where?

Oh no.

The plates are my insurance.

Tell Mr. Winner to wait.

It doesn't work like that.

Mr. Winner has friends.

You either tell us where you have the key,
or you'll never get out of jail alive.

How do I know you guys won't cut me out?

You can trust us.

You've got nothing to lose.

Nothing at all.

I hid the key in the bounty hunter's
truck.

Behind the seat.

I always knew you were a smart old man.

Then all we've got to do is find out where
that bounty hunter lives.

That should be easy enough.

We'll be in touch.

Introducing in the red corner, at a
remarkable 268 pounds, it's Half Dome!

And in this corner, the blue corner,
weighing in at an unbelievable 299 pounds,

Sequoia Johnson!

I like the outfits.

A little too subtle, maybe, but,
uh, can they wrestle?

Are you kidding?

You're looking at two finely tuned
wrestling machines here.

So let's see them wrestle.

Come on, Sequoia!

Let's go, Half Dome!

Body slam him!

Body slam him!

Time out!

Time out!

What is this, mother may I?

He stuck his thumb in my eye!

I did not.

Did so!

Are you putting me on with these two guys?

Look, they're just a little bit nervous.

Please, you've got to give them a chance.

Like, maybe, a couple of matches?

If I gave them matches, they'd probably
burn the place down.

Sorry, fellas, nothing personal,
but these two guys just don't have it.

If I put them out on the pro circuit,
they'd get eaten alive.

Look, uh, give me a call when they get it
together.

If they get it together.

He ain't shaking them!

You wanna drive?

Absolutely.

You want me to carry you to the car?

No, no, I'm fine, thanks.

One witness said there was a heck of an
expl*si*n called.

Yeah, well, let's put it this way.

Two more seconds in that truck, I
could have joined Halley's Comet in flight.

My poor truck.

Well, you can always get another truck.

They won't be the same.

Any idea who ran you off the road?

The guys I was chasing, the same two guys
we tangled with earlier.

Well, why were they after you?

You already brought in Bleakman.

Well, revenge, maybe.

I don't think so.

They were after something else.

Maybe Bleakman stashed something in my
truck while I was taking him in.

Well, if he did, it's history now.

Not necessarily.

That cab with the truck still looked like
it was pretty much intact.

Well, they're taking what's left of it to
Kerry's salvage yard.

Let's check it out.

Why all the special attention?

If anything happens to you, we might never
make the big time.

Worse, we might not eat.

That's right, the Seavers truck.

The Kerry salvage on Duquesne.

Right.

Thank you very much.

So that's where the truck is.

Yeah.

Let's take a few boys along for insurance.

.

.

.

Well, I think that ought to do it.

.

.

And again, maybe not.

Let me try.

.

.

Show off.

.

.

.

.

.

I bet.

There's nothing left of the bed.

Not much of anything left.

So much for that theory.

Hey, what's this?

I found it.

Yeah, but I looked under the seat.

Well, what is it?

It's a key.

Probably to a safety deposit box.

We'll take that.

I wouldn't be too sure of that.

Who's gonna stop us?

Just me and my friends.

And the cops that have this place
surrounded.

I call.

Now the key.

You got it.

.

Thanks to Howie's scientific training
techniques.

They really did do well, didn't they?

Yeah.

Seeing them fight like that gives me a
real good idea.

.

We've

got a great show for you.

And we think that it's gonna be one of the
best of the year.

Capacity crowd, of course.

The floodlights are out and all eyes are
going one place.

The Olympic Auditorium for our tag team
match.

.

It's going to be great.

It's going to be one of those matches that
will feature a little bit of everything.

.

I want to personally thank you so much for
arranging tonight's match.

Anything for the good of the sport.

Well, what sport are we talking here?

Wrestling.

You call those two meatballs wrestlers.

Why do you think I got rid of them?

Because you're one smart cookie,
that's why.

They're gonna get chewed up like spit and
tobacco.

Yeah.

Well, I guess I'll see you after the w*r.

.

.

Hi, sweetie.

Remember me?

Who could forget?

.

What are you doing here?

Well, I'm a wrestling fan.

Is everything okay in there?

Yeah.

I decided to make the boys a team.

.

They're just warming up inside.

Yeah?

Well, it sounds like they're overheating
to me.

Um, do you know anything about their
opponents tonight?

Oh, yeah.

They're called the Reptile Brothers.

Cobra and Crocodile Man.

Couple of tough customers.

You think you guys can win?

Of course they can.

They're in prime condition.

I trained them myself.

Oh, boy!

Yeah.

Well,

uh, you care to place a wager on it?

Well, I would, but I don't
think the wrestling commission

would like to hear about a
manager betting on a match.

Well, you know, nothing big.

Just a friendly bet between two fight
bands.

How friendly?

Oh, well, uh, let's say the tag team's
food bill for a month.

That's not friendly.

That's the national bet.

Well, I wonder what your
guys would think if they

thought you didn't have
any confidence in them.

All right, you got yourself a bet,
but if you win, whose food bill do I pay?

Oh, well, my new tag team.

Cobra and Crocodile Man.

Ta-ta, sucker.

Tag him!

He's taking a terrible beating.

The slap of the hands, and the Reptile
Brothers change again.

A slash across the back of the head.

Paul, you have to say something to him.

We're getting k*lled.

What do you want me to say?

I don't know anything.

Start by telling them they're a tag team.

They're supposed to tag each other so one
guy doesn't get all the beating.

They don't care.

They're mad at each other again.

Look at the food bill.

Two fifty for a pretzel.

They ought to be shaming themselves.

One

gets half the room against the Reptile
Brothers.

I guess the Mountain Kingdom will have it.

Listen, guys, I think you
might... Hey, you can't...

Hey, we can't let them get away with that.

They're our friends.

You're right.

Let's get them.

Come on.

We don't know what Half Dome said, but
whatever he said, he sold his man Sequoia.

And now we've got a real tag team master
two-hand chop in the back of the head.

I'd love a barbecue.

Well, here you go, boys.

You know, this is the first day of a whole
new life for me.

And this one's gonna be a lot less
stressful on the body.

What?

No more stunts?

Nope.

Only coordinating and directing.

This is my last bruise.

No bounty hunting?

Never heard of it.

In fact, Trench is on
his way over here right

now to try and talk
Colt out of retirement.

But there's no way Colt's gonna budge.

You know, barbecuing is a great idea.

I can't wait to sink my teeth into one of
them T-bones.

Oh, those steaks aren't for us,
Colt.

Babs bought them for Half Dome and
Sequoia.

What are we having?

Wieners.

Wieners?

Seamers.

Oh.

What's this say here about you hanging up
your cuffs?

You're wasting your time, Mr. Trench.

His mind's made up.

If you don't mind, I'd just as soon hear
it from the horse's mouth.

Well, Seabiscuit?

No more bounty hunting.

All right.

How about being a bodyguard?

No way!

Wait a second, Kip.

Since when did you get into the bodyguard
business?

Since 10 o'clock this morning.

Bernie's Bodyguard Boutique legally became
mine when Bernie skipped on his bail.

You know, I think we can work this out.

We can work something out, Trench.

You can?

You can?

You'd do that for me?

Well, I didn't say me.

I'd like you to meet Colt's Bodyguard
Boutique.

Can they speak?

Better than that.

They can obey orders.

What's this?

Boys?

I'd like you to remove this, uh,
trespasser from the premises.

Trespasser?

Me?

Ah, Seabers!

I'm a little pal of yours!

I'll call ya!

We'll work out contracts!

Ha ha ha ha!