Monkey Wrench (2022) s01e04 Episode Script

[quirky rock music playing]
[muffled] Trinity protects!
-[grunting] Trinity provides.
-[pings]
Sorry, they're hard to see
in all this, uh, blue.
So, uh, what's with the, uh…
Some dunce tried using red ink
in a blue drive.
Made a right mess of things.
[creaking]
Gotta make sure it's clear
before folks can move on.
-And how long is this gonna take?
-[beeping]
Some people have places to be.
An hour. Maybe two, tops.
[groans]
Well, as you, uh, were.
Say, if some people happen
to be itching to let off some steam,
there is a place nearby I could recommend.
[clicks, beeps]
[doors whir]
Don't yell at me…
When have I ever yelled--
…but I have some good news
and… and some bad news.
-[beeping]
-What are you doing?
Just seeing if it's intact after Them.
You wonder what's in it?
Don't you know? You took the job.
[groans] The bad news?
Something to do with the standstill?
Suits out there say
they tore a hole or something.
We're gonna be stuck here a while.
And the good news?
-[beeps]
-[whirring]
[electronic dance music playing]
Ta-da!
Really?
With your… problem?
I've been clean for, like, what? A week?
Yeah, a week. I'm good.
Uh, let's stretch our legs.
We gotta hang out for a bit anyhow. Look…
They even got a mech shop to fix your arm.
Dirt cheap.
And a betting hall
and a bar and a strip club.
[gurgling]
And Ritsy Food.
[sighs] One hour.
Then we're back on the job.
[clanging]
We need to go on a holiday after this.
Somewhere remote.
And fix up mi amorcito.
Don't worry, cariño. Papi will fix you up.
-[Beebs] Uh-uh!
-[Shrike yelps] Oh!
[squeaks]
[woman over PA] Dock 10 is
now cleared for departure.
What? I wasn't gonna use it.
Last time I gave you a copy
of the company card,
the Bucket turned red.
It was a business expense!
I'm not trusting you
in a casino with this.
Oh! Oh! But I have to trust you
when you're talking to mushroom ghosts.
I see how it is.
[chiming]
[woman over PA] Guest number 1,
your party is…
[sighs] Okay.
I shouldn't have taught you this.
Repeat after me.
I will not…
I will not…
…use this card…
…use this card…
…for anything
but a legitimate business expense.
-That could happen to be in this casino.
-Shrike!
[groans]
…for anything but a legitimate
business expense.
Just think for at least
two seconds before you act.
Eh… Okay, but first, pizza. Bye!
[upbeat music playing]
-[beeps]
-[whirring]
-[electronic dance music playing]
-[Beebs] Uh, sorry. Uh, sorry.
Ah… Ex… excuse me. Oh, sorry about that--
-[mysterious music playing]
-Why, as I live and breathe.
It isn't every day I see kin
outside the home world.
You'll forgive me for asking,
but what is your name?
I'm simply terrible with names, you see.
And you look so familiar.
Uh… B… Browns.
Hmm.
Under what house?
Hmm. Uh, Baraak.
Ah, yes, of course.
Good genes. Large, strong.
Mm. Shame.
One would assume
it was something on the mother's…
[rumbling]
Well, no need to dwell on it.
Mistakes are best left behind, after all.
[rock music playing]
[music fades]
[high-pitched chiming]
[upbeat electronic music playing]
The plan. Go to the tables. Win big.
Fix up the Bucket. Go on holiday.
Profit?
Okay, okay, okay.
On the one hand, money.
And I'll show Beebs I'm right. [snickers]
On the other hand…
[in Spanish] I have to be good.
[male announcer, in English] And…
here he is!
-The legend you've all been waiting for!
-[disco music playing]
-The Duke of Dance! The King of Swing!
-[audience cheering]
He's not dead!
-It's Duh-Duh-Duh-Duh-Duh Disco Head!
-[audience cheering]
[Disco Head] You asked for a miracle
and you got me, baby!
Yeah-ha-ha!
[cheering]
Are y'all having a great time tonight?
Let me hear ya!
[cheering, screaming]
Wow, either my ball is too thick
or y'all ain't being loud enough.
I'll say it again.
Are y'all having a great time tonight?
[uproarious cheering]
[screams]
That's more like it.
Hot-diggity damn!
Now, I do apologize.
The place must be such a mess.
Mm! What with the merger of Thicc Chicc,
Dance-O-Rama, Jell-O Jigglers, Jay Fays.
Oh, you know!
Mm-mm!
Well, lookee here,
if it isn't one of our fine boys in red.
Oh, where we'd be
without our honest,
hardworking L.A.W. enforcement.
Having no trouble keeping the peace,
are you, handsome?
-[music stops]
-Eh…
-¿Todo está bien?
-[music resumes]
No need to worry. We take good care
of upstanding officers such as yourself.
As with all our patrons here,
everyone is welcome.
Let's hear it for the L.A.W. lad.
Come on, now!
[cheering]
And because I'm such a generous soul,
for the next hour,
all winnings are tripled!
[cheering continues]
[music fades]
[Disco Head] Hey, kid…
[whirring]
…today's your lucky day.
You thumped, Boss.
[Disco Head] Agent K, inform Kitten and JB
our guest has arrived.
I hope he brought a gift.
Ooh!
I do enjoy surprises.
Mm! Hot damn!
-Could this be it?
-[slot machines chiming]
Could this be the pixel
that'll change our lives?
[funky music playing]
[Shrike] Let 'em roll, baby!
¡Ahuevo! Ha!
Ah! That's right, Shrike is back, baby!
Wow, Shrike,
you won all the money super easy.
You fixed all the problems
with the money you won.
You are the best in the galaxy.
And I am wrong to stop you from gambling.
I now trust you 157%.
Yes! This is it!
This is the pixel that'll change our li--
[music stops]
[bottle opens]
[groans] This is your last one.
Fine!
[slurring] Shut me off.
What's one more thing on the pile?
[crying]
[sobbing]
[ticking]
[whirring]
[slurping]
Sir, just a couple more minutes
and we should have you all set.
Oh, uh, thank you.
-[tool crackling]
-[funky music playing]
The usual, Doc.
And make it snappy! Time's a-wasting!
Yes, Queen Tyneen.
Come on, you three! Get to it!
[laughing]
Finally trading in that piece of scrap
for something new, eh, Browns?
Um, just getting, uh…
getting her patched up.
[music stops]
So, um, how's the pirating going?
-You tell me.
-[jangling]
What happened there?
Isn't it neat?
Oh, Miss Kara was in a hurry last time.
But I'm sure when we meet again
she'll finish it!
[huffs excitedly] I can't wait!
[Weevils] Whoa-oh-oh!
[trembling] Uh, all done, my Queen. Uh…
I tell ya, I should have
cut my own hand off sooner.
The power. Versatility.
Plus I can do this.
It does feel good
to get this dead weight off for a while.
Huh! Speaking of,
where's that twig Sanchez?
You finally snap him off?
Huh? Uh, no.
He's off doing his own thing.
[laughing]
I can't believe
you actually like keeping him around.
Dumbass could barely cut it as a Red suit.
The only reason he's still alive
is 'cause he leeches off of you.
Well, I…
-Take my advice.
-[footstep thuds]
Don't limit yourself, Browns.
You're only as good
as the company you keep.
You know what's holding you back.
Cut it off.
Now where's that loser Ricket?
Ah, I'll just follow
the sound of his whimpering.
All done, sir. Would you also like
your tusks polished? Oh!
I am so sorry!
I mistook you for a Walrinian.
That's all right. It happens all the time.
[buzzes]
[buzzes]
No, he didn't.
Sir? Um, is everything okay?
-[Ajax] Don't worry.
-[beeps]
I can cover this for my friend.
We have dinner plans.
[mysterious music plays]
-Plague walking!
-[dance music playing]
Popularized by Jaw Bone
of the pirate group Scythelord,
young wannabe pirates are risking it all
to score big in the quarantine zone.
The cataclysm occurred
eight centuries ago,
but some believe that there are still
treasures within worth hunting for.
L.A.W. enforcement has asserted
that those who breach into the Q.Z.
will only find horrors
beyond their comprehension
and a 97.01% chance
of infection and death,
plus a hefty bounty.
Plague walkers can be easily identified
by their unusual green hue.
As this is a matter of public safety,
L.A.W. urges that if you encounter
any plague walker,
you must report their location
to them immediately.
-Ah, the news.
-[laid-back rock music playing]
Ever the purveyor of horror and woe,
sinking us ever deeper
into the mire of misery.
[slurring] Ricket?
Sorry, was that too dark?
[high-pitched] Ah-ah! Ricket!
My sweet, stupid Ricket.
Sweet?
You won't believe what happened.
You go and blow all your savings on some
wacky gambling scheme that failed,
and now you're broke?
How'd you guess that?
I was there, Shrike. I saw everything.
-I wish I hadn't.
-[ominous musical sting plays]
Anyone tell you
you've got a gambling problem?
I was trying to help!
It's not my fault.
It was supposed to work.
But it didn't.
There, there.
I'm sure that new partner of yours,
what's his name? Beard?
-Beebs?
-I've only read his shirt.
[glass shatters]
Anyway, he seems like
an understanding guy.
You know, for a Walrinian.
Not that being a Walrinian
is bad or anything.
It's just that I heard they can be… a lot.
You shut your… mm… yap!
Beebs is the best.
I'm the "a lot."
I wrecked everything.
Again.
I know what would cheer you up.
There's this video of a cat lady
that's been going around.
Everyone likes it. Here, look.
-[whooshing]
-I… I don't think I like myself.
Ricket! What do you like about… me?
Uh… you should eat something.
[loud slam]
[hard rock music playing]
[Shrike] Ricket?
[murmurs] How'd you get over there?
And green?
Oh boy, here he comes.
Ricket, ya rat!
What the fk is this?
You and 'Neen setting me up with the Reds?
You st!
No, no, no, no, no, Jaw Bone.
It ain't like that.
This is just a good pal of mine.
Why the fk is he wearing
the Reds' gear then?
No.
Ha! They ain't putting me
back under the knife.
If they want this suit,
they can cut it from my cold, dead…
[thuds]
He's a little sad right now.
[tuts] Oh, fking pathetic
is more like it.
Oy, control your language, JB.
Remember the… agreement?
You better not be screwing with me!
No, that's my… Okay.
-Where's Queen Bitch at?
-[shatters]
Or does she want me to give it to you?
She won't let me.
Then why are you here?!
I don't know.
She better hurry her ass up.
My time is short.
So what made you quit, little Red?
You get bored telling people what to do?
Couldn't keep the public safe
from naughty words?
Being the Primaries' lap dog, too.
Ruff? Ha! Get it?
You can't talk to Ricket like that.
-He was talking to you.
-Shut up!
Fair enough.
Hey, I'm just ribbing ya.
[snorts]
[sarcastically] L.A.W.
What a racket.
You want a real thrill?
Want to live life on the edge?
-Be a man?
-[slams table]
Give plague walking a shout.
That'll put some flame on your bones.
Only a numbskull
would risk messing around in there.
Don't say slurs, Shrike.
Well, as the Terrans once said,
no risk, no reward.
-[hard rock music fades]
-[musical chiming]
That false idol of theirs might have
blown the galaxy to shi… h… h… heck.
-But hey, at least their junk sells!
-[rock music playing]
Plenty of it out there
if you ain't afraid of a little color.
[mocking] How do you even get in there?
Ain't no trick to it.
You just gotta hit the right spots.
But a sad little Red like you won't go
further than the length of your own dick.
-You wouldn't get far then.
-[music fades]
Think you're funny, huh?!
Got something to say?
Then… say it.
[in Spanish] I owe you nothing.
Ooh-ooh-ooh!
[in English] Smug like a Red.
Blabbering like a Terran.
Anything about you that's actually good?
[rock music playing]
I don't miss twice.
I ain't moving.
Take your shot, little Red.
Guys, don't fight.
You're upsetting Ricket, which is me!
-[Shrike screams] Wah!
-Jaw Bone!
Tyneen.
-That's Queen to you, bonehead.
-[Ricket gasps]
So, where is it?
I didn't bring it.
We agreed two weeks!
Two weeks isn't enough!
How far did you even get?!
To Papa Gasoline!
He…
Dude.
That's the second boss in the game.
You only got that far in two weeks?!
You suck!
You!
[buzzing, grinding]
Yeah, it's me.
He's at it.
Again.
[grunting]
No fair!
We were fighting first!
[groans]
[gasping] Mama!
[thuds]
Game. Now!
Oh, no, no, no, no, no! No!
See here? It was only joke! Ha!
Funny!
-[weapons clanking, crackling]
-[tense music playing]
You!
You're coming with me.
[rock music tag plays]
[rock music tag plays]
[mysterious musical tag plays]
Um … your cocktail, Mr. Ajax.
Not to your liking?
I…
I can get whatever you like.
Waiter! [snaps]
[Beebs] I'd like to leave.
Please.
[mysterious music playing]
I've noticed your tusks are… hmm… absent.
You are fairly young,
but they should be
of significant length by now.
I hope there's nothing…
wrong with them.
[eerie music playing]
I couldn't imagine being held back
by something so inferior.
Not many employers I know
would take the liability.
[music fades]
I want to leave now, please.
Oh, it's a pity
what your father has been through.
-He has never recovered.
-[mysterious music playing]
The utter shame that you bring upon him.
I can correct that, however.
Remove your stain from House Baraak.
I appreciate your offer,
but I'll be leaving now.
I didn't give you permission to leave.
Sit down.
Who exactly do you think you are?
Is it really so easy
to turn your back on your house?
Your own kind? Your mother?
I'm addressing you!
-Turn and face me, you aberrant!
-[crashing, shattering]
You struck me?
You struck me?
-[rumbling]
-The impudence!
-[patrons screaming]
-Get out of here! Now!
You, call secur--
[tense music playing]
[music intensifies]
Aberrants like you
should learn their place.
[roars]
[ominous electronic music playing]
-[whirring]
-[male] Name, Shrike Sanchez.
Species, unknown. Endling status.
-[whirring]
-Age, estimated mid to late twenties.
Current occupation, L.A.W. enforcement.
This right?
Right?
No, I never went back.
[groans] My head. What I do now?
You had one too many
and started blasting in a public place.
Thought a Red would know better.
I keep telling you people…
Record's a mess, too.
Ain't you the guy from the tunnel?
[huffs] Not again.
Just a safety precaution.
Can't you loosen them a little?
I'm gonna need you to answer
a couple of questions first.
Shoot.
That cargo you're carrying,
who assigned you that contract?
I don't know. Beebs got it
from some Blues a few days ago.
-Have you or this Beebs opened it?
-No.
[male] Has anything unusual happened
whilst it was in your care?
Define… "unusual."
[eerie music playing]
Hey, what's it doing out there?
That's my thing!
-[Disco Head] Correction.
-[whirring]
That's our thing.
We're simply taking it back.
What the hell is going on?
Seems L.A.W. is more disorganized
than we thought.
Listen, I am a merc.
I just do what I'm hired for.
[Disco Head] Spoken like
a true civil servant.
Okay, this is getting too weird. Can I go?
Oh, I do apologize,
but you can't leave yet.
Seems you're on the books
for a private dance. Mm-hmm.
She's oh, so excited.
I've been told so much about you.
[chuckling] Well, in a manner of speaking.
-[eerie music continues]
-[Shrike] ¡Gatita!
[Disco Head] Oh, you know each other.
Then this will be less awkward.
She hasn't quite forgiven you
for that little incident on Oberon.
Cracking her one-of-a-kind mask. Tsk-tsk.
But that's not the worst part,
is it, milady?
She's become quite the topic
of discussion online.
Kara, mighty assassin felled by…
tape. [snickering]
How embarrassing!
[tense music playing]
[Disco Head] Dah! Come on, you gotta love
how creative some of these are.
[laughing] Damn, look at this one!
Only I may tease her.
[Disco head] Aw, no fun allowed.
Well, lookee here.
Now, that's a strange place
to get a piercing.
¡Órale! ¡No me toques, idiota!
[mystical chiming]
[Disco Head] Where'd you get
this glamorous gleamer, kid?
Ahem! Dolion wants her stuff back.
Today.
Apologies, JB.
Gotta check on the merchandise.
-Let's see if you live twice.
-[punch thuds]
[Disco Head] Kitten, do me a solid
and save that gem when you're done.
My girl could use some jazzing up.
Oh, and Armstrong.
Ugh! Fine!
But I ain't watching.
-[mystical chiming]
-[low buzzing]
[Agent K] Eyes forward, mister.
[laid-back rhythmic music playing]
[phone ringing]
[buttons click]
-Mm, hello?
-[indistinct chattering over phone]
Yuh-uh!
Oh! How delightful.
Seems there's a disturbance
on floor three.
Back in a few. Whoop!
[laid-back rhythmic music continues]
Come on, Gatita. [chuckles]
[mutters] Instead of car… carving me up,
can't I repay you some other way?
-[slashes]
-[screams] Ya!
Shouldn't we have a safe word?
[mournful string music playing]
[low hum vibrating]
[eerie music plays]
[chuckles fearfully]
[rumbling]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Beebs] Oh, I'm so sorry, I…
Wait.
Shrike?
Hey, Beebs.
Whoa! Crazy cat lady!
[music intensifies]
[snarls]
[tense rock music playing]
[snarling]
[grunting, groaning]
[snarls]
Mm. Mm. Ah.
[grunts]
[growling]
[roaring]
-Time to go?
-Now.
-[music intensifies]
-[continues growling]
-[Beebs] Excuse me! Pardon me!
-[bystanders scream]
[Ajax barking]
-Get 'em, boys. Get 'em, girls.
-[all scream]
Get 'em, theys.
Golly, I'm running out
of pronouns over here.
[Ajax snarling]
Well, I've done all I can do.
[snarling] Care to explain
what he's all about?
Care to explain what this is about?
[tense rock music continues]
-[Beebs] Away!
-[snarling]
[shrieking]
Sanchez, you dick!
Ow, my coccyx.
[Queen] Get back here!
[Ajax panting, snarling] You're mine!
[music intensifies]
[snarling]
[chiming]
[snarling]
[roars]
[roars]
[grunting quizzically]
[groaning rhythmically]
[whimpering]
[ominous string music playing]
[loud blast]
[Queen] Miss Kara?!
[gasps] Ah! I can't believe it!
You're here, too?
Oh, you can finally finish my thing!
[slot machines chiming]
[eerie string music plays]
[tense electronic music playing]
Didn't think to detain
the dangerous pirate?
If actual Reds can't keep her locked up,
what makes you think I could?
Uh… you gonna help her out?
Nope!
I'm sure JB can handle the rest.
He's gonna have to.
[echoing] More security to Dock 9,
please and thank you.
Ugh! I just got this place, man.
[music fades]
[whirs, thuds]
Don't yell at me,
but I have good news, and I have--
Where's the crate?
Green guy took it.
Green guy took it?
And I suppose this green guy
also took all our money, too.
That was an accident.
Using our card to gamble
when I specifically told you not to
was an accident?!
Shrike.
I just wanted to use
the one pixel, honest.
One thing led to another, and I… I… I…
I just wanted to help.
W… We've been… you've been
working a lot with everything,
and I just thought
that if I could win big here,
you'd have a bit of a breather.
[pensive music playing]
[Beebs] I know you mean well.
You think you're trying.
But sh.
[sighs] We really could have used
that five million.
Five million?
[rock music playing]
Why didn't you tell me
that contract was worth five million?!
If I had, you would have
done something stupid.
Joke's on me, you did anyway.
I said I was sorry!
No, you didn't!
-Well, I should have!
-I agree!
-[Shrike] Good!
-[Beebs] Good!
[Shrike] Good!
[whirring]
Gotcha, Hueso Verde.
[hard rock music playing]
[loud blast]
I told you I don't miss twice, payaso!
How the fk are you still kicking?
[rock music playing]
[music fades]
[electronic disco music playing]
[music fades]