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All right, sweetheart,
so you're not wasting your gifts.

But who knows that except you?

Anybody who buys my albums.

Caitlin, get real.

Once you been up front,
how can you sit on the back shelf?

Look, give me something.
Anything.

Some throwaway tracks
for old times' sake.

You're gonna make me a star again?
Is that the idea?

Why not? I got all the
promo men in my back pocket.

- I'll break it big.
- Really?

I heard you were
king of the cut-out bin.

Eh, this is a crazy business.
You're up, you're down, you're...

Hey, it's just like the old days.
You flash the cash, you get the play.

The only difference is inflation.

- What no hookers, Tommy? No blow?
- Would you like to talk into the microphone?

Caitlin, this is Benny Rose.

Vice President of Advertising
and Special Events.

Pleasure. I used to...

I am a big fan.

- What's the call?
- "Rubber Love"...

by my main lady
Moon and the Blowguns.

I think it's gonna be a monster.

What do you think, Ben?

Oh, I think it oughta enter...

the Top 10 anyway.

It's the silver turbo.

What do you think, Top Five?

With a bullet.

Yeah.

You Tommy Lowe? What are
you, an insurance salesman?

Racketeering strike force,
U.S. Attorney's Office.

Anything you say
may be used against you.

Let's go.
You little...

This one's for Will. You were gonna
make him a star too, remember?

And Rocky and Lex and everyone
else you screwed over,

you mealy-mouthed,
two-faced bastard!

Come on. Let's go. Let's go. You
have had it. Had it! You're finished!

Sixty minutes of malicious mischief.

- I got that sweaty mercenary moving 200
rocket launchers and 100 Uzis. - Crockett...

I got the time and the place. All we need
to know is how you want to move on it.

I don't.

You don't what?
A.T.F. is handling it.

You know, it's...
You know, it's funny.

I... I thought I just heard you say
that A.T.F. is gonna take this...

after I just spent a month of nights with a
bunch of guys that think garlic's mouthwash.

Do you know a Caitlin Davies?

Yeah. I heard of Aretha Franklin...
Excuse me.

And Barbra Streisand too.

This is not Metro Dade.
This is federal grand jury.

They want someone who can
blend in with the music people.

Don't let her out of your sight
until she testifies next week.

Well, how about, uh...
9-00 a.m. tomorrow.

Guess it's time
to get a haircut.

What in the hell
did I do to deserve this one?

Hey, man,
it's only rock and roll.

8-to-5 this is some publicity stunt.

Just relax. Be cool.

So you get to hang out for a couple
of days with a legend in her own time.

Legend in her own mind,
you mean.

Come on, man. You know that this gal has got to be
weirded out from too much time under the spotlight.

Self-obsessed, worried about
whether her dressing room's big enough.

Paranoid somebody's gonna recognize
her, freaked out that somebody won't.

You know celebrities, man.

Detective Crockett.

You got some credentials,
other than that pretty face?

You satisfied?

Satisfaction's a whole 'nother thing,
but you can come on in.

So is she around?
Is who around?

Oh, come on. This is a dumb game to begin
with. Let's not add hide-and-seek to it.

Game?
What game?

Somebody takes a shot at her, I'll
personally remove your God-given talents.

Take it easy, toots. The only shots she needs
to worrying about is which profile looks best.

You're Detective Crockett.

You must be the, uh, celebrity.

Uh, Caitlin Davies.
Did I pronounce that right?

Mm-hmm.
Yeah.

Yeah, we don't get to meet too many,
uh, celebrities in my line of work.

Mm-hmm. You only poke around
in the little people's lives.

Yeah, well, you know
those little people.

Messy little lives,
messy little murders.

So you can imagine how thrilled I am
to get to do some celebrity hand-holding.

You know, it's funny.
I thought you'd be taller.

You're not exactly
what I expected, either.

Oh, yeah, how's that?
Oh, I figured some 6-foot-4,

lantern-jawed guy with the
singular virtue of being invisible...

and silent.

What are you gonna
protect me with, a blow-dryer?

I'm gonna go change.

Well, don't forget to put on some clean underwear
in case I have to rush you to the hospital...

or a talk show.

I'll be in the playroom, sweetheart,
in case the babysitter needs to know.

Mmm-mmm.

"I'll be in the playroom, sweetheart."

Don't talk ulcers to me, man. You weren't
the one getting fingerprinted last night.

I'm just tellin'you
it's not gonna be that bad.

We finagle a plea, the worst you
get is a year, reduced to six months.

Are you serious or delirious?
Let me tell you something.

In the record business, rule
number one is don't get caught.

You do time, I don't care
if it's six months or six minutes,

your own grandmother won't
return your calls... you're dead.

What would you like me to do?
Do?

I want you to call
the damn coast, Ralph.

I want you to kick "A"
at the record company.

I want you to tell Gordon Wiggins and Paul Fremont
if they don't... Tommy, I negotiate with these people.

I don't tell them what to do.

Okay. Here's the speech.

"Gordon, baby. Paulie-Waulie.
How's the family, blah, blah, blah.

"I know that old son of a gun Tommy. He was
going all out to position your product...

and darn if he didn't get caught on account
of he was trying so hard on your behalf."

Are you listening to this? Are
you paying attention? Yes, Tommy.

Well, then take notes or something. I'm not paying 200
bucks an hour to sit there like a pin-striped Buddha.

Okay.

"And, Gordon, baby,
Tommy is confident...

“that with one word
from you guys...

"With your connections,

one word and this will all blow over
before anything ever gets out, all right?"

All right.
I'll get right on it.

When?

It's still breakfast time on the coast,
Tommy. They won't be in the office yet.

Well, then, you call
the freakin' Polo Lounge!

Oh, God.

So what's the deal? You tail me
in an unmarked car or something?

- 'Cause I'm in kind of a hurry.
- Oh.

- Do you mind?
- Oh, you're in a hurry.

Yes, I'min a hurry.

Okay. Let's go.

So where's the dark green Plymouth Fury
with the searchlight on top?

Oh, that.
Well, it's in the shop.

My partner chewed up the Naugahyde. Besides,
I definitely don't see you in a Plymouth.

Really? Tell me,
where do you see me?

Well, maybe in a club where you gotta
brownnose the bouncer to get in.

Maybe a 5,000-a-week
health spa in Switzerland...

for a total body transfusion
with some prince.

Or maybe a two-for-one deal with
your celebrity companion of the week.

Companion of the week.
That's interesting.

What's your fantasy
relationship, Crockett?

Wham, bam, thank you, ma'am,

then the chick turns info a TV set
So you can watch Monday Night Football?

So glad I got this assignment.
You're such a nice person.

Don't worry about it.
It's only for a week.

Then I send Tommy Lowe
down the river. Turn in here.

So while you're sending
Tommy Lowe down the river,

there's bound to be a fair bit of
publicity down at the old courthouse, huh?

You seriously think
I'm sticking my neck out for publicity?

You can prove me wrong. I don't have
to prove anything, Crockett, to anybody.

I got you to hold me tight

I got you
I won't let go

I got you to love me so

"I Got You Babe"?

No wonder her career's
in the toilet.

This is great.
Another country heard from.

Listen, can we keep
these sessions closed, please?

Who's footin' the bill here,
you or this guy?

- What the hell was that?
- "Rubber Love" by the Blowguns.

Tommy Lowe's next big thing.

Tommy's shyster dragged me out of bed this
morning with quite the little news item.

Yeah, he called me too. Uh, call
Ralph Fisher again in Miami, will you?

Ralph said Tommy's gonna need
another 75,000 for legal fees.

What 75,0007 We sent him 150,000.

Ralph Fisher on line two.
Oh, good.

- Yeah, Ralph, how's our friend?
- A little antsy, Gordon.

He wants you to call
Judge Alfonse Watkins.

Oh, that won't be necessary, Ralph.
Tell him to hang tough.

Worst cast scenario for him
is what, six months?

We'll make sure he gets more than enough
breaking acts to compensate for lost time.

See, that's where
we may have a little problem.

He doesn't want to
do time, Gordon.

He very definitely
isn't planning on doing time.

Oh, I understand how
he feels, Ralph. I really do.

I want to thank you
for bringing me up to speed on this.

I won't forget it.
Tell Tommy I won't forget him, either.

Well, that's that.

What do you mean, that's that?

I'm not gonna let that little cretin steal 75,000
bucks from us. Accounting finds out about that...

Forget about the money, Paul.

If Lowe's not gonna take a fall,
he's gonna name names.

Whose? Mine.

And who am |
gonna name, Paul? You.

And you're gonna name everybody
but the janitor on the 10th floor.

Then the subcommittee on payola reconvenes, and we
got another two years of indictments and headlines.

So?

So, Tommy's about to become a very minor
footnote in the history of rock and roll.

Yeah? Max!
How you doing?

Wow. Good news travels fast.
No. No, I'm okay. I'm fine.

Yeah. I've got
round-the-clock protection.

You should see the guy.
He's from the fashion police.

Yeah. Oh, it sounds great. You
want to hear it? Hold on a sec.

- Yeah, good, isn't it?
- I know, I know.

You're the greatest producer that
ever lived, and I'm the greatest singer.

Yeah. Okay,
I love you too. Bye.

Modest, aren't we?

So tell me, are there any of the, uh,
celebrity virtues that we're missing?

Oh, I certainly hope not.

I have a responsibility to my fans.

Sure is a lot of equipment. You need
all this stuff just to make records, huh?

Who's Max?
What do you care?

I'm your guardian angel.
I'm supposed to know all this stuff.

Why bother to find out? I wouldn't
want to louse up your preconceptions.

Look, I'm kind of in the middle of
something good here. So if you don't mind...

I give you 75 large and a freakin' car and still you
gotta throw freakin' strikes? Don't get excited, Tommy.

What'd your mouthpiece have to
say? Squat. $10,000 worth of squat.

He talks to the record company.
Know what he gets out of them?

"Let Tommy do a little time. We'll
make nicey-nice when he gets out.”

Could be worse.

Easy for you to say. You can
go grease palms in Boise, Idaho.

Me, one conviction
and I'm history.

So convince Caitlin
not to testify,

for old times' sake, huh?

Uh, Benny, I... I gotta
take a meeting here.

Uh, let me go another frame.
I'm on a roll. Uh, now.

I'll call you.

- Hey.
- Be cool on this one, huh?

No S and M, comprende?

Si.
Si. Un accidente, you dig?

All right?

Yeah.

Sure you'll be all right, love?
Positive.

Sergeant Preston of the Yukon's
taking me out for seafood and candlelight.

That's cheeseburgers
and a well-lit parking lot.

See you in the morning. You two behave
yourselves. Ha. Don't worry about it.

I just don't want
any greasy junk food, okay?

I don't know why we can't order a pizza and
have it delivered. Pizza's not junk food. Oh.

Because I'm going out to dinner.

You wanna come
and guard my body or not?

Where to?

Didn't you say you had a boat? I know this
wonderful little place right in the bay.

Listen, sister, I'm not an escort service.
I'm just supposed to keep you out...

Happy.
Out of trouble.

I'll drive.

Not in your wildest dreams.

A woman ever driven
your "Testosterone," Crockett?

It's Testarossa.

Feeling anything
from those oysters yet?

Yeah. The acute need for privacy.
Now beat it.

"Feeling anything
from those oysters yet?"

I feel pretty good, Crockett.

Must be the salt air ripping
through my face at 60 miles an hour.

Your idea to come here by boat.
True.

- Bet that's a speciality of yours.
- What's that?

Taking girls out in that thing
and getting them wet.

- Is everything of yours that fast?
- What'd you have in mind?

Well, your car, your clothes. When do
you find time to play cops and robbers?

I don't play.

These clothes are confiscated and the
department loans them to me to keep up my front.

I don't even own the damn shoes
I'm wearing.

My take home is 475 a week, and I'm just a
working stiff, lady. Well, I wasn't implying any...

- Don't you tell me about playing.
- Oh, so what's that supposed to mean?

Every time I hear one of you rock stars start
crying the blues about that lonely life on the road,

- it makes me want to throw up.
- I suppose you know all about it.

No, I don't know nothing.
I'm just a dumb cop.

And I'm a chick singer.

Look, I didn't make up the image. It comes
from magazines. I'm not even interested.

Oh, yeah?
What you gonna do?

Hide your face behind a raincoat
when you go into court next month?

I think I need some air.

Not dining and dashing, I hope.
Oh, yeah.

Sixty bucks for oysters?

Caitlin, get down!

Go now and stay down!

Go. Get closer.
We got him now.

Oh.

Damn.

You all right?

Oh, God.

Come on, baby.
Damn it!

Come on, damn it.

Oh, beautiful.

You sure you're okay?

The look on that man's face.

Yeah.

Oh, God. They shot
the hell out of this.

What'd you do to get on
the good side of these people?

I thought this was just
your garden-variety payola case.

Oh, it goes much
deeper than that.

Well, it doesn't look like
we're going anywhere.

So take your time
and don't hold back.

When we were first started out,
Tommy Lowe was really happening.

He'd signed a couple of English bands
and all that. He was like the hot manager.

So, we let him
take care of everything.

And he took everything.

He got greedy.

And then things
just kinda fell apart.

The drummer O.D.'d on reds.

The guitar player joined a cult.

But the bass player
got a lawyer and sued.

Will was like that.

"Caitlin, Caitlin.
Peace and love always. Will."

Well, anyway...

Before Will could get
Tommy into court,

Tommy got a couple
of armed security guards...

to hang Will
from the showerhead in our hotel.

You know that?
Yeah.

But I can't prove it.

Some publicity stunt, huh?

Should be good for film at 11:00.

I'm sorry, Caitlin.

When I go to court next week,
it's for payback, not publicity.

I'm sorry.

I was wrong.

Maybe I was too.

Take it easy, girl.

And then we went our way,
and they went theirs.

One of them's taking a nice long bath.
Don't know about the other one.

You say there was two of them?
Three.

Sonny got the guy at the restaurant.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. Let's go.

Did you recognize them? Your
basic, uh, bargain-basement hit men.

Thanks, guys.
Yeah. Well, that's Tommy for you.

Is the safe house checked out?

It's all taken care of.

I want a man on the roof,
a man on each corner and one man out in front.

Here you go.

You take the penthouse,
and I'll be down the hall.

Oh.
Yeah.

Sonny, uh... Yeah, I know, I know, I know.

I know this is none
of my business, but, uh,

you aren't keeping this thing
a secret, partner.

And Castillo,
he's not too thrilled, either.

I can't help that, man.

He's the one that told me
not to let her out of my sight.

I was just thinking.
Yeah?

About something you said yesterday.
Oh, yesterday. That's too far back.

When you were working, you said
you were in the middle of a good thing.

Yeah.
Unbelievably good.

Cait, I've been married,
and I've been divorced.

I've lived alone and not alone.

I've run around,
and I've been celibate as a monk.

So whatever happens with us,
I guess I can live with that too.

Whatever happens
is what we make happen.

Okay.

Supposing this is over.
You mean this?

This. And we're back
in the real world.

I get cases all the time where
I'm out half the night. Okay.

Sometimes all night. Fine. Sometimes
I have to work all night in the studio.

I'm not afraid of work.
I've got a kid.

What flavor?
Boy.

Billy. He's eight.

So, uh...

When do I get to meet him?

Do you know what it means?
I ain't afraid of no kid.

They say our love
will pay the rent

Before it's earned
our money's always sent

I guess that's so
We don't have a lot

Least I'm sure
of all the things we've got

Babe

I got you, babe
I got you, babe

I've got flowers
in the spring

I got you
I'll wear your ring

And when I'm sad
When I'm sad

You're a clown
You're my clown

And when I get scared
When I get scared

- You're always around
- You're always around

They may say your hair's too long

I don't care
With you I can't go wrong, yeah

So you put your little hand in mine

Ain't no river
mountain we can't climb

Witnesses said the apparent target of the
shooting was former rock star Caitlin Davies.

According to police,
the dead gunman is a Cuban national...

with a long history of arrests
for violent crimes.

In other news, the F.A.A. is investigating
charges of improper maintenance involving...

Oh, Mr. Lowe... Look, I told you already.
Your check will clear in a couple of days.

- Yes. So you said. Listen, this was messengered over for you.
- What is it?

It's the new dance remix
for the Blowguns' single.

Fremont and Wiggins want you to listen to
it right away. Yeah, sure thing. Whatever.

What is this, heavy metal?

- Smooth enough?
- Just like Danny Sullivan.

You know, your mom was pretty cool this
time about letting you miss a day or two.

She's a lot looser
since she married Bob.

Oh, she is, huh?

You like Caitlin, Dad?

Yes, I do.

I thought so. You never wanted
me to meet anybody before.

Well, that's because there
wasn't anybody to meet. Oh.

Yeah.

Listen, maybe...

Well, we'll see.
Hmm.

You take this.
This thing will give me a hernia.

What's the matter,
it's too heavy for you?

What are you doing out here? You're not
suppose to be outside. Billy, this is Caitlin.

Caitlin... Excuse me.
This is Billy. Excuse me.

Get to know each other.

Hi.
Hi.

- Yeah, Crockett.
- Sonny, they iced Tommy Lowe.

How'd it happen? Plastique.
They haven't found all the parts yet.

You're supposed to come in.

What do you mean, man? She's a
bigger target now than she was before.

Not in the opinion
of the U.S. Attorney.

She was only gonna testify
against Tommy Lowe.

Oh, really? Well, does the U.S. Attorney
have an opinion on who did Tommy Lowe?

Castillo says that's
not our problem now.

That's just great.

Just great, man.

Hi.

Billy's big for an eight-year-old.

Direct too. Why, he really gets
right to the point, doesn't he?

Yeah. Gets that from his mom.

What?

Tommy Lowe's dead.

Oh.

Killed?
Yeah.

Well, who?

We don't know yet.

But, uh...

Since you don't have anybody
to testify against now,

my assignment's over.

Well, that doesn't mean
that we have to be.

Caitlin...

I want to try.
Yeah?

Yeah.
Try what?

Well, uh...
Try what, Sonny?

Um...

What? Do you want some kind
of deep and abiding respect, huh?

Or maybe some short-term
romantic liaison? That's very cute.

Or what do you want, a long-term
friendship, is that it? Huh?

Come on.
Gotta know.

- You're going to make me do this, right?
- Yeah.

- The whole thing?
- The whole thing.

- Cait...
- Yes?

Oh, God, J... God's not
gonna help you now.

Caitlin.

I love you, Sonny Crockett.

I love you too.

A rape case.
How's that with you?

It's all right. The second thing...

- Hi. Sorry I'm late.
- Buses running late?

Yeah, something like that.
Gina, can I talk to you for a second?

Yeah. I'll be right back.
Excuse me.

Do you wanna talk?

About what?

What difference does it make now?

I appreciate you telling me this, Sonny,
but I really do have to go.

Excuse me a second.
Can I, uh, talk to you all for a second?

I'm getting married.

In fact, the, uh, lieutenant
gets some of the credit.

Congratulations to you.
Thank you.

Really. Good luck.
Thank you, Marty.

You want to get rid of that
address book, I'd be honored.

You got it, Stan.

She's lucky.
Thank you.

Good friends,

lousy liars.

Good friends usually are.

How about you?
You gonna tell me the truth?

Okay.

I'm a little happy
and a little worried.

I can understand that.

But, Rico, I know this one.

I can feel it.

She's the one, man.
That's it.

Well, I'm really happy for you, man.

But I'm just a little worried about what might
happen, you know, a little further down the line.

Yeah, well,

we thought about that,
you know.

And I, um...

I appreciate, you know, that
you're concerned. I-| really do, man.

But we've... we've, uh... we've asked
all the right questions, I think,

and... and we've...

we've gotten the answers
that we're happy with and...

Hell, man,
even our work hours work.

She works all night?
Yeah, sometimes.

She's, uh, you know...
she's into the studio thing and...

I mean, wait till you hear it.
It sounds great.

But she's not gonna, you know,
blow anything off the charts.

And she likes her privacy.

So it's not gonna
jeopardize my cover.

We're just gonna...

go for it.

Do you love her?

No. But I don't have
anything to do on Sunday.

You're crazy.
Congratulations, man.

Thanks, man.

Why would that be an issue?

Maybe, honey, you're semi-retired,
but you're still in the music business.

I can just see some little toadies now
when you show up at a party.

"Here comes Caitlin with her narc.”

We won't be going to
that many parties.

Maybe you got that right, 'cause homeboy will be
too busy hiding in the bushes behind some rock house.

He doesn't do that.

Hey, I can see
you really love this dick.

- Detective.
- He's still a cop.

Pretty clothes or not,
it's dangerous.

Girlfriend, I don't want to
see you get hurt.

Now why would that happen?
I've got you here to take care of me.

Oh, girlfriend's in love. She's
not listening. She's not listening.

You gonna break my heart?
Oh, definitely.

Best of luck, Sonny. This is
for the kid, you knot-head.

Hey, where'd you find... I haven't
seen some of these guys in 10 years.

Where'd you find them? How do
you think? We hired private dicks.

Hey, wait! Attention! Let me
have your attention, everybody!

Attention! Attention!
Hold it! Hold it! Hold it!

Hold it! Look, I'm gonna make
this short and sweet, okay?

As you all know,
this last-minute get-together...

was kind of, um,
you know, strange,

but we all know
whose fault that was.

Yeah!
But I'd like to point out that to the man,

every single person that I called said
that they would be here without a doubt,

no matter how far
they had to come,

- no matter what plans had to be broken.
- You're right.

And so, I raise my glass
not only to my friend and partner,

but to all his friends and all the memories
that we share with James "Sonny" Crockett.

All right!

To a cop who's
always had the fire,

yet refuses to lose sight
of what is right,

loyal and unselfish.

Congratulations, Sonny.

New Zealand?

It's the only place we figured you could go
where you wouldn't get yourself in trouble.

It was Gina's idea, actually.

Good luck, Sonny.
Thanks.

I want you to be happy.

Yeah, me too.

Man, that's terrible
about Tommy Lowe, huh?

Yeah. Heard his car
overheated in Miami.

Yeah, those imports really
aren't designed for that humidity.

So, what are we going to do
about Caitlin?

We'll see.
We'll have to see.