Baywatch (1989) s01e02 Episode Script

1 - Some people stand in the darkness afraid to step into the light some people need to help somebody when the edge of surrender's in sight don't you worry it's gonna be all right 'cause I'm always ready I won't let you out of my sight I'll be ready I'll be ready never you fear no, don't you fear I'll be ready forever and always I'm always here 'Cause I'm always ready I won't let you out of my sight oh! I'll be ready I'll be ready never you fear no, don't you fear I'll be ready forever and always I'm always here Oh! Where's that shoe? Hobie, have you seen my shoe anywhere? -Sorry, dad.
Your shoe, your responsibility.
This place is a pig sty.
-Hey.
We're young.
We're single.
And we're men.
We're supposed to be slobs.
- That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.
-Yeah, it's what you used to say to mom when you first started dating her.
She told me so.
-Yeah, and look what happened Alright, we've gotta clean this place up, starting now.
-Why? There aren't any girls around.
-Exactly.
I'd like that to change one of these days.
Hey, where you're going? I thought you were gonna help me.
-ID' love to, dad, but I got my education at stake here.
Summer school, remember? Trying to be there early.
Alright! - Okay, let's do it! - Alright! Yeah! -Come on! -Yeah! Yeah! Wo-hoo! Alright, Hobie! -Wow! Ooh! Alright! Ooh! Hey, watch the line! Hey, dumbbell kid! You scare away the fish! - Guys, let's do it! - No way! -Hobester, what do you say, up to shoot the pier? Alright, let's go! Forget it, Hobie.
Hey, leave him alone, he's just a kid.
-Hobester, you're the one who wanted the lessons, the pier's part of my course.
What do you say? -Alright.
-Yeah! Good to go! -Hobie, don't be a dweeb.
-I may never get another chance.
-Hobester, go! Do it! -Play hard all night, work hard all day.
Oh, I hope she was worth it.
-Unfortunately, there was no she-- tossed and turned all on my own.
-Oh, yeah, had my share of those.
Happens usually when I eat late-- or if I eat meat.
I dream I'm Rambo from midnight till dawn.
Worst is if I lose something, then I Get fixated, turn everything upside-down until I find it.
Oh! Everything you own in one place? That's one way not to lose anything.
Ever think about taking any of it home? -No.
-You alright? -Yeah, I'm fine.
Just a rough night.
-Hey, Craig.
-Yeah? -Somebody named Chris something just called.
Something about a deposition you're supposed to take? -Yeah, Chris bren? -Yeah, I think that was it.
-Sid, you take messages for a living.
You should write them down once in a while.
God, Hobie, faster! Oh! -Are you okay? -Off the scale, man.
It was rad! Wo-hoo! Yeah! -You did good, hobester.
I'm proud of you.
-Feelin' no pain, huh? -Absolutely.
Ron, should've done it with us.
-Yeah, right.
Take a look at your knee.
-It's okay.
Hey, Scott, how's tomorrow? -Just dry and wax the skis.
Then put them in the shed, alright? -Alright.
-You wanna ride again, right? -Yeah.
-Alright.
Hey! You'd better get things done, hobester.
- Major deal we got going here.
- What do you mean? We're talkin' slave for the rest of the summer.
-Why are you walking so funny? -I sanded my shoes.
These are my beach shoes.
You gotta get rid of those crab stompers and get some thongs like the rest of us.
-You try running like a fool in some thongs.
-You got the best beat in the police department.
-Look, I'm a cop, not a lifeguard.
Transferring me down here was a cruel and unusual punch -You should've thought of that before you had that little run-in with your police captain.
-That "little run-in" with my captain was the highlight of my life.
Hey, dad? -What are you doing here? -I have an idea.
-Yeah? Shoot.
-I just saw two holes in the parking lot.
Major gunk.
-Yeah, so what else is new? -Just so happens I'm doing a wash special on today only.
-Money! Oh, money! You're looking for money.
Let's see.
Nothing in this pocket.
Wait, wait, you're lucky.
What-- three bucks.
-Dad, inflation plays no favorites.
I'll do it for eight.
-Three bucks.
Take it or leave it.
-Okay, okay, but for three bucks, I just do the wheels.
-Thanks.
What do you got there, anyway? Where? -Take a look at this, will you? In your hands.
-Oh, it's just a poster.
-I can see that.
Of what? -It's nothing.
-You bought a blank poster? -You'll hate it.
-I can decide for myself.
I like it.
-Special edition.
Top speed is 30 knots.
-No, the girl, I like her.
She's beautiful.
The power ski, I can do without.
-Yeah, well, you hate anything that's fun.
-I think it all checks out.
-Thanks.
No, I don't.
Do you like horseback riding? River rafting? -Yeah.
-So do I.
You like the Dodgers? The Lakers? The batting cage? Miniature golf? -Yeah.
-So do I.
I am too a fun guy.
-If you're so fun, then why won't you let me try power skis? -Because they're dangerous.
-So is river rafting.
-Not if you know what you're doing.
-So you teach me.
-No.
Until power skis are regulated and riders are licensed, I don't want-- -to have anything to do with power skis.
And that goes double for you, comprendes, Hobe? -If you know the rap so well, why do keep banging your head against the wall? -Because I'm just as stubborn as you are.
Oh, hey, hey.
Hey, Hobie, slow down, what are you doing? -You, too, huh? I can't do anything without having someone on my case.
He says he's a fun guy.
-Who does? -Dad.
Wanna know what we did for fun last night? Algebra! Wanna know what we did for fun the night before that? Laundry! He made me match up all the socks! -Somebody's gotta do it.
-Not when they're all white! He didn't used to care about all this stuff.
Now he makes me make my bed and take the trash out.
It's like living with the vice principal! -Actually, it's like living with your dad.
Mine was the same way.
-He even makes me go to summer school! So then what happened? -Okay Have you talked to him about any of this? -He doesn't want to listen.
-Sure he does.
I've known your dad since he was your age.
He's a good guy.
Give him a chance.
-What was he like when he was my age? -He was always complaining about his dad.
See you later.
- Okay.
- Go for it! Go, Trevor! All right, Trevor! -Yeah! Go, Trevor, Trevor! Outrageous! -Quite a show.
-Had a lot of fun.
A bit on the noisy side.
-A bit on the illegal side.
-Ooh -Aren't you supposed to be up there? -Now, the beach club doesn't care where I am, as long as I watch my water.
-Your beach club runs this little patch of sand.
The water belongs to the county.
-And the county says no power skis inside the surf line.
-The county also says you can't launch them from the beach.
-What a county.
Too bad it's not landlocked.
-You know what I hate about working the tower next to you? -Being so close, yet so far away? -Putting your name on all those incident reports.
You know, you're more trouble than those rip tides.
Get rid of the power ski, before I have you cited.
-I know how hard it is for you to make up excuses to come see me, Jill.
-Spare me, Trevor.
-Next time, try flowers and candy.
You'll get you a lot farther with me than a rule book.
It might even get you a dinner invitation.
-Forget it.
-You want me! -Oh! -So, what's the story with this phone number? -Looks good to me.
Seven digits and everything.
-You said this was your number, but, when I tried to call you last night, I got a pizza parlor.
-Uh-huh.
-So you live in a pizza parlor? -The owner of the place said that I could use the number until my phone was fixed.
-Okay.
-Why did you call? -To see if you wanted to grab a pizza.
Ooh! Hey, check this out.
Hey, looking good! -Ah! All right! No.
Please.
Hey, cut it out, it's not funny! Ooh! Stop it! - Cut it out! - Go away! It's too dangerous! Come on, man! Just go away! I can't find her! Help me look! Where is she? Where is she? You killed her! -It was an accident.
-We gotta get help! -No, let's get the hell out of here! -No! -Come on! We should get out of here! Listen to me! Don't say anything, okay? It's gonna be okay.
We gotta get out of here, right now.
-This is kmf-295 from rescue Malibu.
We've recovered a damaged sailboard about one mile southwest of point dume.
We can't see the rider anywhere in the water.
Request backup to initiate search.
Ten-4, rescue Malibu.
Stand by.
-Sid, have them do a wide z north toward the shore.
Get the chopper up in a circular, then have rescue del Rey fill in from the south and I want an underwater recovery unit code 3 here as soon as possible.
-All right.
Rescue Malibu, kmf-295.
Wide z north toward shore.
Yeah, this is 202 Charlie one, copy your coordinate.
Anybody for backup? Number 46, this is 302, north of point dume, don't see a thing.
- Negative.
- The frequency is 34.
96.
34.
96, over.
They're looking for us.
-Relax, they're just looking for the body.
-You mean the woman you killed.
-It was an accident.
Do you think I meant to kill her? -God I wonder who she was.
-I don't.
Let's just forget about it, all right? Can we? Looks new.
Inexperienced rider, hit the boom and passed out? No, I think something hit her, not the other way around.
-If you amateurs are done, I'll take this down to the police lab for some real analysis.
-You gonna let him talk to you like that? This is the impact site.
Collision speed was high.
-What do you think hit her? A speedboat? -Possibly.
-What do you mean "her"? -Red speedboat.
Poor girl.
-Shouldn't be too hard to trace her.
-How do you know the victim was a woman? -Especially once we narrow down the possible launch sites with wind and currents calculations.
-Let's get on it.
-Yeah.
-Hey, no, no, no, no, wait a minute.
How do you guys know all this stuff? -Because the rigging's set for a woman.
-Judging by the boom, she's at least five foot six, five foot seven.
-I don't suppose you figured out her name.
-Her name? Oh, we left that for you.
Maybe the lab can trace some fingerprints on the boom.
-Boom, that's the stick-thingy in the middle.
-I hate it when you guys get technical.
Hey Thanks.
I think I'm gonna need your help on this one.
-Shot clock's down to ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four.
A high-arch prayer at the buzzer! He scored! -Ah! -The crowd's going wild and the game's over! -Glad to hear it.
I'm starved.
-Me too.
Set the table, will you? Oh, man, glad you made that shot, or we'd be hungry a lot longer.
Hey, hob.
Your summer school counselor called today.
Nice guy.
He said you've been cutting class.
Wanna talk about it? Oh, come on, pal, you get up every morning, you grab your backpack, you get on your bike and you go somewhere.
I'd kind of like to know where.
-It's only happened a couple of times.
-No way, four days running.
You gotta level with me, pal.
-What do you care? Summer school was mom's idea anyway! -Believe it or not, that's one thing your mother and I agreed on.
-Since when? You two fought about it all the time! -Oh, back up.
That's not fair.
You're not gonna play your mom and me off against each other.
-You know what's not fair? Being 12 years old and not having a say about anything! I'm being thrown around like some stupid football.
Sometimes I wake up in the morning and I don't even know whose house I'm at! -All right, that's enough! This is not easy on any of us, and I'm sorry you have to go through with it.
But the subject here is summer school.
Let's stick with the subject, okay? -No, let's not! Ouch! -What's wrong? -It's okay, I fell off my bike.
-Let me take a look.
Oh, Hobe why didn't you say something about this? -What, are you gonna give me the third degree because of a cut? -Hobie? Hobie, the discussion isn't over yet.
Damn it -The lab pulled a set of prints off that stick-thing.
-The boom, garner, the boom.
-I know what it's called.
I just don't wanna sound like a lifeguard.
-Yeah, yeah.
-Prints belong to a 26-year-old Caucasian named Diane gray.
She lives in the Marina and her neighbors haven't seen her since this morning.
-Did the lab get anything else off the board? -Red paint chips, evidence of a high-speed impact.
You guys were right on the money.
-I wish we'd been wrong.
-Yeah, that looks pretty grim.
Look, I'll catch up with you in the morning, Mitch.
-Thanks.
-Yeah.
Bye-bye.
-Mm.
There's more where this came from.
-No, thanks.
-Still no appetite, huh? I tell you what.
Let's try and get through this without yelling at each other, okay? What's going on? -Nothing, I'm fine.
-No, you're not fine.
I know when you're fine.
When you're fine, a plate of food like that doesn't stand a prayer.
That's when you're fine.
All right, I'll start.
You hate summer school.
Hey, I can accept that.
It means you're going to be spending a lot of time doing something that you hate.
But those are the breaks, man.
You bring up your grades next year, and next summer will be a whole lot different.
-You didn't used to talk like that, dad.
You were different Before you and mom, you know -Before we got divorced.
Hey, it's okay, you can say that.
And you're right.
I didn't talk like that.
But you know what? I should have.
I let your mom be the enforcer while I was out teaching you how to surf.
That wasn't fair to either of you.
-What's gonna happen to me when she moves to Ohio? -If she moves to Ohio.
She hasn't decided whether she's gonna take that job yet.
-I hope she doesn't.
-Me too.
What's going on, man? Where have you been going? -The arcade on the strand.
I made a couple of friends there.
-Yeah? You must be going through some serious pocket change.
-Nah.
I just watch, mostly.
-You watch? -There's this girl, there.
-Oh, there's a girl? Well, okay, now I get the picture.
Tomorrow, go to school.
-All right.
-All right.
Hey, hob, thanks for telling the truth, pal.
Everything will work out just fine as long as we're honest with each other.
Eat.
-Pomeroy.
I have an open lock on 19.
I'm going to check it out.
-Ten-4, 28.
Kick the phone if you need back-up.
Hey.
Hey! -Um, I sorry, but you shouldn't sneak up on a guy.
-And you shouldn't be sleeping in the towers! It's against the rules and It's kind of weird.
-Well, I got late.
-And you wanted to get an early start.
-Yeah.
That's right.
-Eddie, you got your life in your locker.
You got a problem with your landlord? -La.
The rents are outrageous.
-Yeah and breakfasts aren't cheap, either.
We got time, I tell you what, what do you say we grab some pancakes, eggs and talk about it? -On you? -On me.
-What? -Call it in.
-She matches the description we got of Diane gray.
Hell of a way to go.
-A speedboat didn't do that to her.
-What makes you say that? -I just think she'd have bruises on her upper body not just her legs.
I don't think a speedboat surprised her like that.
-So this was something smaller? -Yeah, something quick.
-Something that can turn on a dime and bear right down on you.
-Like what? -Like a power ski, man.
Whoever killed that poor little girl just rode off.
You okay? -Yeah.
-Never gets any easier, does it? -No, I guess we're used to pulling live ones out.
How did you happen to be there anyway? -I was in the tower -Sleeping.
-Sweeping! Sweeping.
Eddie knows it's against the rules to sleep in the tower.
-Next time use a broom, huh? Hey, Eddie, how long has this sleeping in the tower been going on? A couple of nights, a week? A month? What? -One night here, one night there.
-I don't get it, I mean, you're working, right? I mean, it's not a money problem, is it? -No.
-Oh, you can't leave the beach because you have a sinus problem? -Doesn't everyone? I mean, with the air in la.
-You have acs.
Atlantic coast syndrome.
It's an east coast disease.
Everybody gets it when they come out here.
Yeah, you can't help but complain about the air and the freeways.
-I'm not complaining.
I wouldn't go back to Philly for nothing.
-Problems at home? - Hi! - No.
Family's never been much of a problem for me.
-You know, it is for me, I ran away.
Went to New York for two years.
My father approved because I was at school, but the real reason I went was to just get some space.
Imagine, going to new York city to get space? But I met Gina there.
Hey, you know, she's got a friend in real estate, I bet she could find you a place.
I'll give her a call, alright? -Coming though! -Wow! -Ouch! Venice seems a little nuts to you? It's home to me.
- It's wild in the morning it's wild in the afternoon it's wild in the evening I'm getting wild for you ooh, ooh, ooh there's nothing like it in the whole wide world ooh, ooh, ooh it's a crazy place with an acquired taste it's a crazy place with an acquired taste there's nothing, nothing nothing, nothing like it ooh, ooh, ooh It's a crazy place with an acquired taste it's a crazy place with an acquired taste Did you see that? -It's gonna be alright, welcome to the circus.
We're here.
-Where? What? -This is where I live.
-You live here? -Up there! Come on! Come on! -Hey! -Second floor.
-Woah This is it.
Now this is a great place.
Can't believe you actually live here.
-There are some benefits to law school.
-Yeah, you get to intern in New York and meet glamorous women like me and it is of course, if you're really lucky.
Hi! -Gina, Eddie.
Eddie, Gina.
-Hi, look, I talked to my friend Cynthia, now she hasn't found anything yet.
But don't worry, when it comes to finding apartments, she's a pit bull.
-Especially for lifeguards.
Of course, if she finds you one, then you'll probably have to marry her.
The newspaper's a safer bet.
So, Eddie, let's dish.
-Here we go.
-What brings you to the frontier? -Frontier? -Don't start.
-Start? Start what? -Too late.
-What? What can't you say about a city that has 80 miles of beach and 4000 tanning salons? -A studio, new carpet, new paint, new drapes.
Twelve hundred dollars.
-Did you come out for school? A girl? A perfect tan? Okay, it definitely wasn't for cheap housing.
-Yeah, well, I had my reasons.
-I can't believe these prices.
Mitch and I paid 50 bucks a piece for our first place.
It was a closet, but it was two blocks from the beach.
Fifty bucks, two blocks from the beach? Oh, man, I'd kill for something like that.
Don't happen to have any spare closet around here, do you? -Wish we did.
-We do.
-You do? -We do? -Okay, Eddie, just look over the building and a little bit to the left.
It's there, I promise you.
Gina.
This is our storage room.
-This is bigger than a life guard tower.
Honey, in Manhattan, this would go for 1500 a month.
In Japan, 5000.
-Well, what about our privacy? -He has a separate entrance.
-He's gonna be right under our noses.
-We'll respect his privacy, he'll respect ours.
-We rent from santini, he has to approve.
-Yep, yeah, there it is.
-I told you it has a great ocean view.
Great.
-Yeah.
-Santini, he loves you.
You can talk him into anything.
-If he says yes, what do we do with all our things? -I'll take it.
-He'll take it.
-Welcome to the neighborhood.
Look, we think this girl was killed by some jerk on a red power ski.
That ring any bells? -The jerk? -The ski.
-Hard to say, red's a pretty popular color.
-Power skis aren't that uncommon around here.
-With your rules and regulations they are.
-I think if you'd seen that girl, you wouldn't think those rules were so unfair.
-I'll see if I can come up with some names for you.
-Thanks, Trevor, I appreciate that.
-It's good.
Professional courtesy.
-Pop algebra quiz.
A "b," and that's without even showing up for classes.
-A "b"? Congratulations.
You know, just imagine what you could accomplish if you were actually there.
-Motorcycles on skis, that's brilliant.
-You're having a lot of fun, too.
-Lot of fun, huh? A girl was just killed on this by some creep on a power ski.
-Do you know it was a power ski? -Yep and we even know what color it was.
-Red.
-Where did it happen? -Somewhere off the Malibu pier.
-Did you catch the guy? It's a big ocean out there, kid.
And power skis don't leave tracks.
Whoever did it is probably long gone.
We'll get him.
-Yeah, we'll get him.
-Mitch, baywatch rescue is waiting to take you to Malibu.
Something about a fisherman who might've seen something.
-Terrific, I'm on my way.
- Wanna come? - On a boat? No way.
I'll take my chances on the highway.
-Oh, yeah, listen, we'll celebrate that b tonight by eating something really bad for us, huh? See you later.
-Sure.
Nice ball there.
What a set! Yeah, great.
Great ride.
Gotta get your back out there.
-Yeah, right.
What do you say, you and me, find a couple of girls, head down to the Marina, have some fun? -No, not tonight.
-This is getting old, man.
How long you gonna mope around? -Just lay off, okay? I'm tired of you pushing me around.
-She's dead.
Gone.
History.
I hate to be the one to have to tell you.
We gotta get on with our lives.
Or sooner or later someone will get suspicious.
Hobie, he heard us! Quick, quick! Around that side! -Ron, help! No! Help! Are you sure it's the same kids? -They're out here every day, circling around, raising hell.
Did I tell you how noisy they are? -Yes, you did.
-And if you think they're loud up here, you should be a fish! It will rattle your little gills off.
-Do you remember what color the power skis were? -Um, the only one I get a good look at is the one that the crazy kid rides, the one who likes to shoot the pier.
His is red.
-Where are they launching from? -I don't know, somewhere over there.
One of the beach houses.
-Thanks.
-Alright.
-Let's take a little run along the shore, huh? -I'll check out a few rental places.
-Great.
Thanks.
-Okay.
-What're we gonna do, man? -Shut up and let me think.
What'd you hear? -Nothing.
-Don't lie to me.
-Scott, leave him alone.
-Please, shut up! -It's over, man.
-I said shut up! Run, Hobie! You're crazy, man! You're crazy! -There he is! It's Hobie! Hit it! -Help! Over here! Dad! -Here I come! -I'm sorry, dad, I'm sorry! -It's okay, son.
I got you.
- Come on, Hobie.
- I'm okay.
- Got him? - Hang on.
That's it.
You're okay, pal.
- That's Scott! - He killed that girl, dad.
He's the one! Let's get him! You gotta get him close to the pier.
Come on.
Hold steady now.
Yeah! I hate it when you don't talk.
It usually means you're real mad.
-Yeah, I guess it usually does.
Right now, it just means I'm real grateful.
-I was so scared, dad.
-So was I, pal.
So was I.
-I'm sorry I lied to you, dad.
I knew, if I told you, then you'd be mad at me.
-You're not the first kid who ever lied to his dad, okay? And you're not the first kid who ever tried covering his tracks.
But you're probably the first kid in the whole wide world who risked his life doing it.
Listen to me, pal, I might get angry and I might be disappointed, but I'll always be there for you.
And I promise you, the next time you come to me with a question, I'll try and be a little bit open minded about it, okay? -You really mean it? -Absolutely.
-Dad, I promise you I'll never ask you another questions about power skis again.
-Glad to hear it.
-I want a hang glider.