01x01 - Ultra City, She Don't Care

[bunniefuu]

No one's
dreams come true

in Ultra City.

This one here came to Ultra City

18 years old,

dreamed you'd hear his songs
through the open windows

of the city in the summers...

Then time takes the wage,

and now, well,

there's so much crud
from busking so long here

that the harmonica's
stuck to his face.

What's up, Tenderloin Mike?

This is the greatest
story ever told.

This is the story of
the Ultra City Smiths.

I'm from... Rodrigo.

No one's dreams come
true in Ultra City.

That's not my money!

Hey, I'm not a hero around here.

Okay, Henry, let's...
Let's just let go a little.

Can't be late for my first day.

I got to go catch the bad guys

and meet my new
partner, partner.

Between you and me, kid,
I'm a little nervous.

- Arcade and back?
- Yeah.

Just arcade and back, right?

Mom! Trevor!

Yeah? Check in.

The most powerful
man in this big town

went out for a
pack of cigarettes.

He left the building...

One of many that he owned...

And simply vanished.

It all
becomes more mysterious

after that.

Still the poll numbers,
dude, crumpled or not.

Go get a donut. Yeah, right.

Mayor.Captain.

Say, you know what
might be nice?

Nice if you lesson presence
in Central Park tonight.

Yeah, right.

So, uh... new kid's
comin' on tonight?

New kid tonight.

Ms. McSapphire?
You're right on time.

Please, don't run
this story, Tim...

Yeah, well, police
station baby...

Ultra big deal around here!

Took me 30 years
to figure it out.

This town is gonna spray when
it learns who the mom is!

I'm so gross.

Ultra City... she don't care.

Is that...? No way!

We loved you in "The
Midnight Ferry!"

Hey, baby.

No one's dreams come true.

In Ultra City.

Hey, doll... back scratch?

- Hey, guy!
- What's up?

- Back scratch?
- What's that?

Back scratch, big man?

Like, I scratch yours?

'Cause no. Flip it, Ricky.

- My name is Dave.
- Flip it, Dave.

I scratch, you enjoy. Hey?

Like, over my shirt or...

You tell me... 11
bucks, you're boss.

- That's all right.
- Okay, later.

Probably not.

No, I just meant, like, goodbye.

TMZ.

Run the story.

Police station baby? You got it.

This city's gonna pop when
it learns who the mom is!

Some years ago

a newborn was left
in a box right there,

right there behind
the police station,

right there where that
weird doll is lying now.

I'm Little Dingy,
let's have some fun!

And the police
here in Ultra City,

well, even the good ones,

those men and women
have their hands full

in this town.

I-it's a hard town.

The newborn went undiscovered
for nearly three days

and very nearly died.

His fate is unknown.

Check it out...
Here comes our hero.

I'm Little Dingy,
let's have some fun!

Detective David Mills.

New kid?
- Detective.

- Dispatch.
- What do you have?

Yeah, well, you sure you don't
want to go back to the sticks?

'Cause it just got
heavy... Carpenter K. Smith

went out for a
pack of cigarettes.

- Yeah, so did I.
- Gone seven hours since.

No sign, nothin'... gone.

Carpenter, K. Smith?
Our last bright hope?

That's it. And you drew it.

Pick up your new partner,
Gail Johnson, 17 Lex, 2A.

Ah, sh**t.

sh**t, my shirt.
Rookie move, new kid.

Oh, man! Nice!

Classic!

Britney? Britney...

How do you know my name?

- How much?
- All of it... 43,000!

Maybe we shouldn't
have done that?

Did you see the size of
her? She was barely there!

Yeah, well, we did it.

And remember
why we're doing it.

Make the Rodrigo call.

- Yeah?
- Never showed.

She should have.

Yeah? She didn't.

Little Grace, she was
supposed to hand off the money

and bring back the street
product, sweetheart.

Yeah? Kids today.

You think she took
off with the money?

Hope not... never hurt a
14 year old girl before.

I had that going for me.

You know who her mom is.

I don't care.

I care who hermom is.

And that's your
money, too, honey.

Yours and mine.

We're almost out of this place.

Yeah.

This city.Yeah.

She don't care.

I'm going to call that
little Grace again.

Back scratch, big man?

Yeah, no way.

Okay, later.

Yeah, probably not, though.

No, I just meant, like, goodbye.

I didn't mean that later I was
going to scratch your back.

I ain't stupid.

I know no one's buying
what I'm selling anymore.

My street name's
Street Hustler Boy.

I'm 42 now.

I make no sense.

Please leave a message.

Trevor, why isn't your phone on?

Check in!

Detective Gail Johnson,
Detective David Mills

I have a shirt
on. That... what?!

I'm... Uh

let's get out there.

Where you been?

Dispatch said Lex,

I was looking for a Lex Avenue.

Yeah, short for Lexington.

Everyone knows that.

Yeah, well, now I
do, too. Let's go.

We're setting up
interv... Let's go!

Hey, new kid. Yeah?

Where are you from?

Littlefield... upstate.

Let's take the midnight
ferry to the West Side,

to Carpenter Smith's
building for the interviews.

There's a WWWE championship
match at Addison Square Garden.

It'll take 20 minutes in
the car even with the siren.

Come on, Littlefield.

Good luck, guys and gals.
The bats are weapons.

They're a little g*ng,
the Baseball Bullies.

They're just kids...

Maybe in Littlefield
they're kids.

Welcome to Ultra City.

Yes, of course, I'm mad.

Why would you do
such a thing, Grace?

How much was in the bag?
Forty three thousand.

Why would you begin to
do something like that?

Are you trying to
impress your friends?

Are... are you
trying to stand out?

I'm trying to get left
alone by the kids at school.

They're all afraid.

So they picked me to pick on.

Because you're little?

I don't know why.

I started carrying those bags,

because if you work for
Rodrigo, you get left alone.

Well, he's not going
to leave you alone.

This guy who lost his money,

he's going to think you took it.

He's not going to believe me.

What will they try to do to you

if he thinks you took the money?

I don't know. We'll
go talk to him.

We'll tell him together.

We'll make him believe us.

Mom, it won't matter.
He won't listen to you.

I'm huge, honey.
Have you not noticed?

He won't be afraid of you.
You're not bigger than a g*n.

I mean, you are,

but you're not.

I'm sorry, Mom.

Hey, lean in.

Go on, guess.

I... Yeah!

G-O-T

T-H... "I got this"?

Yeah, I got this.

I can make 40,000
at my next match...

If we need it; If Rodrigo
doesn't believe you,

I can make almost all
that at my next match.

I got this.

Lady Andrea the Giant.

What's up, Tip?

It's over.

We're getting fresh.

It's Space b*tch's
night tonight.

Did you take a payoff, Tip?!

Because this wasn't the plan!

The plan was two more years.

Yeah, well...

I'm in deep, Lady
Andrea the Giant.

To who?! You name 'em.

And, hey, Lady Andrea the Giant,

lose hard.

And standing 6'5"...

Good luck, Mom!

Why don't you head home, honey?

I want to see the match!

Weighing 286 pounds...

Go on home, honey, it's
just the same old stuff.

The Women's Wrestling Federation

heavyweight champion
of the world,

Lady Andrea the Giant!

Tonight's surprise defeat
of Lady Andrea the Giant

means there's a new women's
heavyweight champion.

Of the world!

What do you know
about our last bright hope?

Carpenter Smith?
Same as anyone...

Citizen Kane type,
humanitarian, super guy,

going to make the
city a gentler place.

And I know he's missing...
For eight hours now.

What the hell?! The Nixons.

Major tween g*ng,

There're tween rumbles
breaking out all winter.

Upper East Side,

'cause of the junior turf wars.

I think that's my son.

One of them? How can you tell?

Laugh, walk.

He's two blocks away.

Big guy, b-job?

What? B-job, big guy?

I'm workin'.

And also, yeah, no,
I don't want one.

Hasheesh?

No, thank you.

'Ey, white boy... iguana?

- What?
- Bubble gum?

- Bubble... bubble gum?
- Yeah, sure.

Whoa.

No bubble gum,

whatever that means here.

Thanks.

Everything cool?

Yeah, everything's
cool, Littlefield.

Narrator: This town...

This town will bring a mom down.

Berniece.

Berniece...

How do you know my name?

Back scratch, big man?

Yeah, right. Ha!

Ultra City Super Fudge Chunk.

Aww! Thanks!

Yeah?

Little Grace, anything?

No, man, she's nowhere.

Yeah, well, put the word out,

she got three days
to be somewhere

and that's my disco,
with my money,

or they won't be able to
say, "Yeah, that Rodrigo,

"he never hurt of 14
year old girl" anymore.

Where is this guy?

How does he just disappear?

Thisguy?

You never asked.

Never asked what?

Never asked why I came up here,

to the big time
from Littlefield.

Yeah, so?

So, police station baby.

What about 'im?

I read about 'im.

Police station baby,
30th anniversary.

Kid just left there,

little kid in Ultra
City in a little box.

But, man..."But man," what?

He wasn't in...

He wasn't in the subway,

he wasn't in the
back of a city bus,

he was at a police station.

She left him with the police.

She left him, Gail,

she left him with us.

And we weren't there.

And the paper said it's
gotten worse there,

in Ultra City, since.

After that morning,
after reading about it,

I couldn't be there
when I'm needed here,

so here I am,

trying to make a difference.

Are you dancing?

Yeah, a little bit.

I dance my demons
down now and then.

Your what?

My demons,

I dance myself
clean every night,

I dance sometimes until I'm
actually so physically tired,

I can't lift a beer, or
a cigarette, or a lime.

Lime?

I'm addicted to limes. What?

Yeah, I have a bunch.

Of addictions?

Of limes. But, yeah, demons too.

So... Pumpkin carving, coke.

Cocaine. Little bit... and Coke.

So, I dance myself
to sleep every night

to fight the demons off.

Excuse me, I want
to call my son.

The one who's in the Nixons?

I mean, the one who probably
isn't in the Nixons,

he just has the same cool laugh?

Please leave a message.

She...

What?

She don't care, Littlefield.

This place.

Yeah, but I do,

and you do.

So why don't we get going?

Yeah, let's go find this guy.

There's love here
in these homes.

What's that? In the
homes here, there's love.

We just have to make sure
people can leave now and then

to go to the grocery store and
sh*t without getting k*lled.

Yep, that's our job.

How you feeling,
34th Street Chuck?

Oh, tip-top.

Here's your mattress
rent for tonight.

Did you show up back scratch?

No, I sold my belt,

and my pants.

I thought selling
street back scratches

would be kind of
a financial remedy

for my fading good looks.

No fade from where I'm sittin'.

Well, what about you?

You need $11 for a flop tonight.

I'm going to get back out there.

Without pants?

I'll rent some.

From Chinatown Devin.

Chinatown Devin? What's up?

Can I rent some pants?

Two bucks, 45 minutes.

Carpenter K. Smith

was going to make this
city a gentler place.

Wouldn't that have been nice?

I can't believe you took
another picture of your d*ck.

It was an artistic nude, hon.

Awesome!

Ultra City...

She don't care.

Narrator: That wasn't just
another g*nsh*t, sister.

That one's going to be heard

all around this ultra town.

That's right, and the lives
of those we're coming to know.

Well, if the new
kid does his job,

they're going to be
turned all upside down:

Suspects, all, in
the heavy m*rder

of our last bright hope.

That an' worse.

You'll see.