Mike Tyson Mysteries (2014–…): Season 4, Episode 7 - The Death of Lyle Victor Linkus - full transcript
The Death Penalty debate is settled once and for all.
*MIKE TYSON MYSTERIES*
Season 04 Episode 07
Title : "The Death of Lyle Victor Linkus"
Okay, it looks like
we're all set to go.
The condemned,
Lyle Victor Linkus,
has declined
to make a final statement.
So, at this time,
barring a phone call
from the governor's office,
we will now carry out
the execution.
Yes?
Mmm-mmm.
Mmm-mmm.
I'm sorry, you have
the wrong number.
You have
a good evening yourself.
Okay. Let us proceed with
the execution of Mr. Linkus.
You can go on.
Go on!
You can execute him.
Okeydoke,
that about wraps it up.
We thank you for coming out.
If you enjoyed
a beverage or snack,
we do ask that you throw those
items away in the receptacle at...
That's okay, that's all right.
That's normal.
That's just the body going
through its normal processes.
It's just that
remaining air
that is being expelled.
That is not a scream
so much as it is,
just air rushing past
the vocal cords,
which are taut
from the cocktail.
That's okay, that's all right.
This is all normal.
That's just a spasm.
The body just spasms
long after death.
We went back and forth on whether
we should put a window in that room.
If I knew then
what I know now,
I can tell you I would have
voted against that window.
If I only knew then
what I know now.
Team, looks like you're
headed to Reidsville, Georgia.
Ugh, another
Red State mystery.
When are we gonna
get one in la or new york?
Somewhere with some theater.
Now here's the thing.
Coincidently, I have business in Atlanta.
So, maybe I can tag along
on this mystery.
What business
do you have in Atlanta?
I have a lady friend
who lives there.
We've been conducting
an online relationship
and she wants
to meet in person.
And, by the way,
she is a lingerie model,
and very rich,
and she's crazy about me.
I don't wanna get ahead
of myself and say "soul mate,"
but this feels like the one.
The dark clouds
are finally partin'.
You're obviously
being catfished, Deezy.
Number one, no, I'm not.
Number two,
what the hell is that?
It's nothing, Deezy.
Now, she sounds like
a wonderful woman
who definitely does exist.
Thanks for the ride, team.
Thank you for giving us the
pleasure of never seeing you again,
because you're about to be
murdered in a catfishing scam.
Take it easy, brother.
Um... Natasha?
A nationwide shortage
of sodium thiopental
has thrown the capital
punishment system into disarray.
So, wait,
you just come up with
a lethal cocktail on your own,
like you're the mixologist
at the hotel bar
who asks for your number
and never calls
but still charges you $22
for a strawberry
hibiscus margarita
that didn't even get me buzzed?
Exactly, fellow.
Except, not only did Lyle
victor linkus not get buzzed,
he acquired
super-human strength.
And you want us
to find him?
Yes, sir.
He could be anywhere
in the surrounding forest?
Yes, sir.
Okay, I don't have
any other questions.
Uh, I do.
Why didn't you call
the FBI or, like, the Amy?
That is a good question,
young man,
and we went
back and forth on it.
And who knows,
maybe this would turn
into one of those
"if I knew then
what I know now" situations.
like that window.
And these shoes.
Should've got black,
or brown.
But I went with cordovan.
The man said
it goes with everything.
Well, I think
it goes with nothing.
Here, good luck.
I better
get out of this rain.
You know what color cordovan
looks like when it gets wet?
Dog shit color.
okay, team, let's go.
Come on, we've got no choice.
wait a second,
we do have a choice.
Or more precisely,
you have a choice.
If you want us to enter the
forest, text "forest,"
and if you do not want us to
enter the forest and go home,
text "go home."
we'll give you a moment
to make your choice.
Yup, we got the results.
And the audience wants us to
go home!
Wow, that's surprising.
I-I would have though
they'd want us to go in the forest,
you know, "go,
find that murderer..."
You build up a thing,
you know, you think
you'd wanna see that through
but, no, the audience has voted
and we must respect that.
Come on, everybody,
to the mystery mobile.
Damn, I wanted to go in there
and find that guy.
Fight him
in hand-to-hand combat.
The ultimate ending to a show.
I am disappointed in you,
audience.
mmm!
Oh! Remember,
about a month ago
when we went
to reidsville, georgia,
and we were about to go
after that escaped prisoner?
No, remind me again.
That's not important.
Anyway, it says
he came out of the forest
and murdered
a gas station attendant,
stole a vehicle,
was then chased by police
where he drove off a bridge
into a river.
his body was not recovered.
Presumed dead.
Oh, so, it's a happy ending.
Ah, oh, well, except
for that gas station attendant.
But, you know,
that's not, you know,
not really a life, now, is it?
So you're saying that mystery
is officially solved?
Uh, yeah. I guess.
And you saying that's a mystery that
we were involved in at one point?
Yes, Michael.
Great, I'm gonna have
Deezy invoice for that.
Deezy! Deezy!
Where are you, fool?
I bet he's taking a shit.
oh, my God!
He must still be in Atlanta!
Okay, what do we do?
Just fan out and start looking?
Looking for the body.
I mean, he's dead.
We haven't heard from the guy in a month.
Whoever was catfishing him
obviously murdered him.
Probably ****
his dead body,
probably cut the head off and
**** where
the head once was.
I bet that's what happened.
oh, my God. Look!
Deezy.
Oh, man, what, man?
That's not Deezy.
What? Why is he wearing
Deezy's clothes?
Wait, are we 100% sure
this isn't Deezy?
Yung, check his pockets,
see if there're any clues.
Uh, you check his pockets.
Oh, fine. Hi, sir.
Hello. I am going to reach
into your pocket, okay?
Okay, well...
Oh,
I think I feel his wallet.
Stop, stop. Oh.
Get him off me. Michael!
Ugh! You're wet.
Why are you so wet?
Should we do something?
Let's let the audience decide.
For those that want
to let Marquess fight
this urine-soaked
homeless man...
Pigeon!
Dad, do something.
Deezy, Deezy, let him go.
Ugh! My God!
Here.
This says Natasha.
- And it has a phone number.
- Let's call it.
- hello.
- Deezy.
Mike? Oh, thank God.
I can't believe
I'm getting reception.
You gotta help me.
Okay, Deezy, we're coming.
Where are you?
Oh, man. I don't know.
Somewhere in the woods.
I don't know where I am.
Mike, you gotta hurry...
Oh, damn, the call dropped.
How are we gonna find him?
Easy. I put a microchip in Deezy
right in the back of his neck.
Right at the base of his skull.
He was asleep
and I just chipped him,
so I always know where he's at.
I did it to all of you.
What on earth for?
I have abandonment issues.
We're getting close.
Oh, my God.
Are we back in reidsville?
When were we ever
in Reidsville?
look, he's off
somewhere to the right.
But turn here.
Deezy, what the hell
happened to you?
Oh, God, it was terrible.
Well, first it was great.
Here, let me tell you
the whole story.
After you guys drove away,
I admit I was a little worried
because I couldn't
find Natasha.
And it was
a seedy part of town.
But then I heard the sound
of cameras clicking.
And I saw her.
She was doing
her lingerie photoshoot.
And they chose the location
for that gritty feel.
Natasha insisted that
I be in it with her.
You know, to spice things up.
We made love on camera.
oh, my God.
Anyway,
when I went to put my clothes back
on, they were gone.
I guess someone stole 'em.
But Natasha just bought me
a whole new wardrobe.
I told you she was rich.
We spent the next month just
buying things and making love.
Natasha was so into me, she said
she wanted me to meet her parents.
On the way, I realized
I shouldn't show up
empty-handed.
So I asked her to pull over
at a gas station
so I can get
a nice bottle of wine.
I didn't have my wallet
so she gave me her purse.
- Suddenly there
was the most terrifying roar.
And I watched a monster man kill the gas
station attendant with his bare hands.
Then he jumped
into Natasha's car,
with Natasha still in it.
So I jumped on the roof
as he sped off.
I climbed to the side
to stop him
and he crashed off the bridge
into the river below.
When I came to,
I saw him carry Natasha
into the forest.
I followed his ass,
he keeps her in this cave.
You gotta save her, Mike.
So in other words,
you got catfished.
Come on.
He's in there, Mike.
You gotta fight him,
hand-to-hand combat.
Yeah, just me against this
super-strong maniac killer.
And we're finally gonna get the
ultimate ending to this show.
Come on out here,
mother... ****
Hmm, I hope you're hungry
'cause you're about to get
a knuckle sandwich.
Oh, damn, I forgot
the warden gave me that pistol.
- But how did it go off?
- Deezy.
Huh, he wasn't
catfished at all.
Man, I mean, that's crazy.
All I did was this.
Sorry, Deezy.
Sync corrections by srjanapala
Season 04 Episode 07
Title : "The Death of Lyle Victor Linkus"
Okay, it looks like
we're all set to go.
The condemned,
Lyle Victor Linkus,
has declined
to make a final statement.
So, at this time,
barring a phone call
from the governor's office,
we will now carry out
the execution.
Yes?
Mmm-mmm.
Mmm-mmm.
I'm sorry, you have
the wrong number.
You have
a good evening yourself.
Okay. Let us proceed with
the execution of Mr. Linkus.
You can go on.
Go on!
You can execute him.
Okeydoke,
that about wraps it up.
We thank you for coming out.
If you enjoyed
a beverage or snack,
we do ask that you throw those
items away in the receptacle at...
That's okay, that's all right.
That's normal.
That's just the body going
through its normal processes.
It's just that
remaining air
that is being expelled.
That is not a scream
so much as it is,
just air rushing past
the vocal cords,
which are taut
from the cocktail.
That's okay, that's all right.
This is all normal.
That's just a spasm.
The body just spasms
long after death.
We went back and forth on whether
we should put a window in that room.
If I knew then
what I know now,
I can tell you I would have
voted against that window.
If I only knew then
what I know now.
Team, looks like you're
headed to Reidsville, Georgia.
Ugh, another
Red State mystery.
When are we gonna
get one in la or new york?
Somewhere with some theater.
Now here's the thing.
Coincidently, I have business in Atlanta.
So, maybe I can tag along
on this mystery.
What business
do you have in Atlanta?
I have a lady friend
who lives there.
We've been conducting
an online relationship
and she wants
to meet in person.
And, by the way,
she is a lingerie model,
and very rich,
and she's crazy about me.
I don't wanna get ahead
of myself and say "soul mate,"
but this feels like the one.
The dark clouds
are finally partin'.
You're obviously
being catfished, Deezy.
Number one, no, I'm not.
Number two,
what the hell is that?
It's nothing, Deezy.
Now, she sounds like
a wonderful woman
who definitely does exist.
Thanks for the ride, team.
Thank you for giving us the
pleasure of never seeing you again,
because you're about to be
murdered in a catfishing scam.
Take it easy, brother.
Um... Natasha?
A nationwide shortage
of sodium thiopental
has thrown the capital
punishment system into disarray.
So, wait,
you just come up with
a lethal cocktail on your own,
like you're the mixologist
at the hotel bar
who asks for your number
and never calls
but still charges you $22
for a strawberry
hibiscus margarita
that didn't even get me buzzed?
Exactly, fellow.
Except, not only did Lyle
victor linkus not get buzzed,
he acquired
super-human strength.
And you want us
to find him?
Yes, sir.
He could be anywhere
in the surrounding forest?
Yes, sir.
Okay, I don't have
any other questions.
Uh, I do.
Why didn't you call
the FBI or, like, the Amy?
That is a good question,
young man,
and we went
back and forth on it.
And who knows,
maybe this would turn
into one of those
"if I knew then
what I know now" situations.
like that window.
And these shoes.
Should've got black,
or brown.
But I went with cordovan.
The man said
it goes with everything.
Well, I think
it goes with nothing.
Here, good luck.
I better
get out of this rain.
You know what color cordovan
looks like when it gets wet?
Dog shit color.
okay, team, let's go.
Come on, we've got no choice.
wait a second,
we do have a choice.
Or more precisely,
you have a choice.
If you want us to enter the
forest, text "forest,"
and if you do not want us to
enter the forest and go home,
text "go home."
we'll give you a moment
to make your choice.
Yup, we got the results.
And the audience wants us to
go home!
Wow, that's surprising.
I-I would have though
they'd want us to go in the forest,
you know, "go,
find that murderer..."
You build up a thing,
you know, you think
you'd wanna see that through
but, no, the audience has voted
and we must respect that.
Come on, everybody,
to the mystery mobile.
Damn, I wanted to go in there
and find that guy.
Fight him
in hand-to-hand combat.
The ultimate ending to a show.
I am disappointed in you,
audience.
mmm!
Oh! Remember,
about a month ago
when we went
to reidsville, georgia,
and we were about to go
after that escaped prisoner?
No, remind me again.
That's not important.
Anyway, it says
he came out of the forest
and murdered
a gas station attendant,
stole a vehicle,
was then chased by police
where he drove off a bridge
into a river.
his body was not recovered.
Presumed dead.
Oh, so, it's a happy ending.
Ah, oh, well, except
for that gas station attendant.
But, you know,
that's not, you know,
not really a life, now, is it?
So you're saying that mystery
is officially solved?
Uh, yeah. I guess.
And you saying that's a mystery that
we were involved in at one point?
Yes, Michael.
Great, I'm gonna have
Deezy invoice for that.
Deezy! Deezy!
Where are you, fool?
I bet he's taking a shit.
oh, my God!
He must still be in Atlanta!
Okay, what do we do?
Just fan out and start looking?
Looking for the body.
I mean, he's dead.
We haven't heard from the guy in a month.
Whoever was catfishing him
obviously murdered him.
Probably ****
his dead body,
probably cut the head off and
**** where
the head once was.
I bet that's what happened.
oh, my God. Look!
Deezy.
Oh, man, what, man?
That's not Deezy.
What? Why is he wearing
Deezy's clothes?
Wait, are we 100% sure
this isn't Deezy?
Yung, check his pockets,
see if there're any clues.
Uh, you check his pockets.
Oh, fine. Hi, sir.
Hello. I am going to reach
into your pocket, okay?
Okay, well...
Oh,
I think I feel his wallet.
Stop, stop. Oh.
Get him off me. Michael!
Ugh! You're wet.
Why are you so wet?
Should we do something?
Let's let the audience decide.
For those that want
to let Marquess fight
this urine-soaked
homeless man...
Pigeon!
Dad, do something.
Deezy, Deezy, let him go.
Ugh! My God!
Here.
This says Natasha.
- And it has a phone number.
- Let's call it.
- hello.
- Deezy.
Mike? Oh, thank God.
I can't believe
I'm getting reception.
You gotta help me.
Okay, Deezy, we're coming.
Where are you?
Oh, man. I don't know.
Somewhere in the woods.
I don't know where I am.
Mike, you gotta hurry...
Oh, damn, the call dropped.
How are we gonna find him?
Easy. I put a microchip in Deezy
right in the back of his neck.
Right at the base of his skull.
He was asleep
and I just chipped him,
so I always know where he's at.
I did it to all of you.
What on earth for?
I have abandonment issues.
We're getting close.
Oh, my God.
Are we back in reidsville?
When were we ever
in Reidsville?
look, he's off
somewhere to the right.
But turn here.
Deezy, what the hell
happened to you?
Oh, God, it was terrible.
Well, first it was great.
Here, let me tell you
the whole story.
After you guys drove away,
I admit I was a little worried
because I couldn't
find Natasha.
And it was
a seedy part of town.
But then I heard the sound
of cameras clicking.
And I saw her.
She was doing
her lingerie photoshoot.
And they chose the location
for that gritty feel.
Natasha insisted that
I be in it with her.
You know, to spice things up.
We made love on camera.
oh, my God.
Anyway,
when I went to put my clothes back
on, they were gone.
I guess someone stole 'em.
But Natasha just bought me
a whole new wardrobe.
I told you she was rich.
We spent the next month just
buying things and making love.
Natasha was so into me, she said
she wanted me to meet her parents.
On the way, I realized
I shouldn't show up
empty-handed.
So I asked her to pull over
at a gas station
so I can get
a nice bottle of wine.
I didn't have my wallet
so she gave me her purse.
- Suddenly there
was the most terrifying roar.
And I watched a monster man kill the gas
station attendant with his bare hands.
Then he jumped
into Natasha's car,
with Natasha still in it.
So I jumped on the roof
as he sped off.
I climbed to the side
to stop him
and he crashed off the bridge
into the river below.
When I came to,
I saw him carry Natasha
into the forest.
I followed his ass,
he keeps her in this cave.
You gotta save her, Mike.
So in other words,
you got catfished.
Come on.
He's in there, Mike.
You gotta fight him,
hand-to-hand combat.
Yeah, just me against this
super-strong maniac killer.
And we're finally gonna get the
ultimate ending to this show.
Come on out here,
mother... ****
Hmm, I hope you're hungry
'cause you're about to get
a knuckle sandwich.
Oh, damn, I forgot
the warden gave me that pistol.
- But how did it go off?
- Deezy.
Huh, he wasn't
catfished at all.
Man, I mean, that's crazy.
All I did was this.
Sorry, Deezy.
Sync corrections by srjanapala