All language subtitles for Miami5x (1)

Sonny, don't you
recognize me?

Uh, you're Cooper.

Sonny, it's me, Rico.

Rico?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

I know you. You're Tubbs.

Yeah.

And you're a cop.

Bad cops, Rico,
there's nothing lower.

CLIFF: What the hell happened?

Cooper's in heat.

What're you boys waiting for?
Christmas bonus? Move!

(MAN SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

(MAN YELLING IN SPANISH)

That's him!

MAN: He's this way.

(MAN YELLING IN SPANISH)

Come on!

Split up.

Come on. Come on.

(ENGINE REVVING)

(GUN FIRING)

MAN: Heads up! Heads up!

I got him over here.
Move!

MAN 1: Don't let him get away!

MAN 2: Get him!

Jesus!

Sonny!

Yeah, that's right.

We're having
a tough time
identifying Tubbs' stiff.

How tough?

Our boy's definitely
third world, but after that
it's a brick wall.

Stay on it.
What about Sonny?

Any idea where
he might have moved
the Carrera operation?

Nothing yet,
but we're working on it.

Damn, Lieutenant,
there was one moment

when I thought
I was really getting
through to him.

Are you saying he's turned?

Man, I wish I knew.

(GASPS) Oh, my God.

Sonny, it's gorgeous.

You like it, baby?

Oh, I love it.

Well, then wait till
you see the necklace
that goes with it.

(GASPS)
Whoops, cat's out
of the bag.

Necklace?

Say hello to Morris.

(GROWLING)

(EXCLAIMS)

Easy does it,
or you'll be cat chow.

Oh, you wouldn't
hurt me, would you,
baby?

No, he just might
want to put some
scratches on your back.

Ooh, this sounds
like fun.

Sonny,
you're something else.

SONNY: I think I've been
in the business too long.

It's like I'm starting to
fall for the players.

It's one of the things
I admire most about you.

I need you.

Yeah.

Something else.

(GUN CLICKING)

You dropped something.

(WHOPPING)

This is better
than shooting squirrels.

(YELLS)

Don't go beddy-byes
on me yet, boy.

Can't have you
missing all the fun.

SONNY:
Lose the knife, hayseed.

Getting a little
information, Sonny boy.

These boys can lead us
straight to El Gato.

Maybe you didn't understand
me the first time.

Hell, Sonny, that was you
up there, you think El Gato
would give you a break?

Cut them down.
Cut them down?

What're we doing,
electing them
president of the company?

No. But I'll bet
they wouldn't say no
to a job.

A job?

How much booze did it
take you to come up
with that lame idea?

Excuse me, you running
this company now?

Cut them down.

EL GATO:
They have stolen the drugs
I have killed men for.

They have ruined
my line of credit.

I am forced to use
my own money.

That tin major from
the banana republic
and that redneck moron

and that Burnett,

they're all
going to die!

This is not
the end of El Gato!

We got ourselves
a king-size problem,
Comandante.

Burnett's losing it.

What do you mean?

The daddyjacker's doing
five grams a day.

He's turning into
a coke Nazi.

Yesterday he threatened
to kill me.

So?

I must tell you
I'm deeply impressed by
his handling of El Gato.

You got it all wrong,
Comandante.

It was me who got the shore
commission to cough up
the shipping routes,

and I'm the hombre
who blew El Gato
back to Bogot�.

Burnett's on a snow boat
to nowhere.

That is a problem.

Do what you must.

Tubbs.

You from around here,
Florida man?

Florida?

Fort Lauderdale, Miami?

Great truck,
isn't it, Rico?

Tubbs.

SONNY: If the supplier
can't deliver...

RICO: T hen his real customers
will start to shiver.

You're a poet,
Rico.

And my mama knows it.

Sonny's looking
a bit wasted tonight.

What's the matter baby?
You should feel good after
slam-dunking El Gato.

Care to join me
in a little aerobics?

Breathe in,
breathe out.

Can't forget
teacher's pet.

Don't give any
to that cat.

Damn cat's wired enough
as it is.

You ought to chill out
on that crap, too.
That crap's for losers.

Caitie.

Oh, Caitie.

What?

Who the hell are you?

(YELPS)

You think you can just
turn me on and turn me off

whenever you feel like it?

After I slept with Mickey
and helped you
take out the old man.

You think you can just
walk out on me!

You drunken bastard!

Cliff, I didn't know
you were joining us?

Where's Sonny?

Oh, he's probably out
getting drunk somewhere.

Have a seat.

You ought to
try the veal,

fabulous.

(LAUGHS)

I'd like to know
what you're serving
first, Cliff.

That's what I like
about you, Celeste.

You just come right out
and say what you want,
don't you?

Take it, too.

Just like Sonny.

Look, I don't have time
for this, okay?

I wouldn't be getting
so high and mighty
if I was you, Celeste.

Attagirl.

You know, back
where I come from,

there was
this dairy farmer,

and he had himself
a whole slew of cows.

But he had this one
in particular, call it...

Sandy.

Well, Sandy was
the best of the whole lot.

He produced more milk than
all the rest of them cows
put together.

So this dairy farmer got to
purely depend upon Sandy,
sold off the others.

He was doing fine.
Had himself
a great, big spread.

Until one day,
Sandy went and dried up.

(CLICKING TONGUE)

And that spelled
the end of the farmer.

And all his nice...

Things.

Well, that's a mighty
sad story, Cliff.
So what's the point?

The farmer died.

But it was a senseless thing.

All he had to do was
find himself a new cow.

This is for Enrique.

Now it's your turn,

Sonny.

Come on,
work him, Anthony.

That a boy.

(BELL DINGS)

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Nice job, Whitey.

All right, buddy,
we'll catch you later.

Nice work kid,
yeah.

Thank you.

Car will be
right around,
Mr. Burnett.

All right, good.
Thanks.

Yeah, the kid looked
pretty hot tonight,
huh? Yeah.

I think
he's gonna be ready
in a couple of weeks.

Play your cards right
and I'll give you
a piece of this fighter.

The only piece of him
that interests me
is his tush.

(LAUGHING)
Who don't know that.

Why anybody
wants to watch

two Neanderthals
punch each other's
faces in is beyond me.

So maybe next time I'll take
some one who will appreciate
pugilistic endeavors.

(SCOFFS)

Car's ready,
sir.

All right.
Let's go.

I left my purse inside.
Go ahead,
and I'll meet you.

All right, hurry up.
Stay with her.

Sonny!

Oh, my God.

Comandante, we got to stop
meeting like this.
People are starting to talk.

(LAUGHING)

Highly amusing.

Are you sure
Burnett is dead?

Hell, we hit him with
enough C4 plastics to
turn downtown into a scar.

I admire your ambition.

I only hope you are
as productive as Burnett.

By the time I'm finished,

you're gonna forget
all about Sonny Burnett.

DOCTOR: It's too soon.
The other wounds will heal,
but the eyes need more time.

CELESTE: Look, I don't
want your opinion, Doc.

Just remove the bandages
and bank your fee.

Easy does it.

How do you feel?

Stiff.

Sore.

It's a miracle you
survived the explosion.

And that you still
have your sight.

What?
How'd it happen, anyway?

CELESTE: Thank you very much
for your services, Doc.
You can leave now.

(GROANING)

Where'd you find
Albert Schweitzer?

Coming out of
the emergency room
at County.

He could open
his own clinic
for what I paid him.

Who's looking for me? Tubbs?

Tubbs? Who's Tubbs?

Doc just said something
about an explosion.

You don't remember?

(GASPS)

It was Gato.

Wasn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

How did he know though?
How could he know?

Wait a minute,
I remember I was...

I was at the arena.

And you had...
You forgot your purse,
you went back for your purse.

And then...
And then I saw the car...

It was you, wasn't it?

No, Sonny...
It was you.

I didn't want to do it.
Cliff made me do it.

Cliff made you do it.

(YELPS)

Sonny!

Cliff made you
do it? Why?

I got confused.
I was scared.
Please, Sonny. Please.

(CRYING)

Please, Sonny, please.
I love you.

You got a funny way
of showing it.

(EXCLAIMS)

Oh, yeah.
That's me, all right.

I'm just happy to be
back in the real world.

Come here.

Come here.

I'm sorry.

El Gato!

What is it, Pedro?

That gun.

What are you doing?

Look at this place.

This pukehole.

Once I was like a king.

I had money and power,

women.

Now El Gato has nada.

You must act, remember?

You are El Gato!

Yes,

my friend.

You are right.

I am El Gato.

And... And you

should speak to me
with more respect.

You have not died

in vain, amigo.

El Gato will take
all your strength.

El Gato is a player.

I remember a boat.

Some kind of summit meeting.

And there was an explosion.

A hospital,

and then I went to work
for Manolo.

(SIGHS)

And then Carrera.

You remember shooting
a cop on the pier?

No.

What about
shooting Tubbs?

He was wearing
a vest.

I'm not looking
for absolution here.

Just a little help,

a little understanding.

I know I got to
prove myself.

You just name
the tune and I'll dance.

You want Cliff King?
El Gato?

I can bring them down.

Plus I can throw in
a Newsweek cover boy
named Salazar.

I got to book you, Sonny.

Sonny.

Rico.

I don't know
where to begin.

(SIGHS)
I remember the...

The boat blew up.

After that

everything's
a long, dark hallway.

We were friends.

No, we were more than that.

Partners.

You tried to
kill me, man. Twice.

Yeah, I know.

That's the problem, Sonny.

That is the problem.

Rico, I'm back.

I can take these guys down.

But you got to help me.

I can't.

Rico, please.

We can get these guys.

But you got to
get me out of here.

We can nail them, man.
I got to nail them.

Do you know
what you're asking, Sonny?

Yes.

Your yellow sheet makes
Dillinger look like Bambi.

Rico.

This is the only chance
I've got to prove myself.

I can't.

I can't make it.

Take him down.

I'll sleep on it.

There's no time to sleep.

Trucks are rolling right now
with a quarter of a ton
of blow on them

to dump on our streets.

How you been, Stan?

I'm okay.

Crockett.
Hey, Bob.

Man, of all the guys,
I never thought
they'd turn you.

That guy used to be
the best cop
in the business.

A cop, huh?

Hope some of my friends
and I see him on the inside.

You're looking good,
Stan.

Thanks.

You must have lost, what,
like 20 pounds
or something?

I'm just doing
my job, Sonny.
I'm sorry.

Yeah, me, too, Stan.

(GROANING)

Sorry, Stan.

Bobby? Cliff.

Hey, how's it going?
Good, good, good.

Listen, you still
in the laundry business?

Well, that's good,
'cause I got a whole load
of greens to wash.

Now, what's gonna be
the burn?

Bobby, I'll get right back
to you, all right?

Well, I'll be damned.

Hiya, Cliff.

Man, I thought
you was dead.

You thought
I bought the farm, huh?

Yeah, I bet El Gato
thought the same thing.

Evil little bastard.
I knew he had a hand in it.

So you been minding
the store, Cliff?

Oh, best I can,
you know.

But don't you be thinking
I been trying to
replace you or nothing.

Hell, who could do that?

Fact is, I've been
working on a big deal.

Hell, did I say big?
I meant huge.

Big wheels moving north,
eh, Cliff?

You and the major
been staying real busy?

All due to
your good work, Sonny boy.

And El Gato's running scared
like he's got hellhounds
on his tail.

But like I've been saying
to the Comandante all along,
you deserve all the credit.

Good. Get back to work.

Sure.

Try this
on the gypsies.

Okay.

Any sign of Crockett?

(SPEAKING IN SPANISH)

(SIGHS)

You know, Lieutenant,
when I was talking to Sonny
in the interrogation room,

I really thought he was
being straight with me.

But there's no doubt,
he's turned.

We'll get him. I spoke to
a friend of mine in Justice.

He says your missing body
was a Panamanian

that worked
for Emilio Salazar.

Salazar?

He's under indictment.
He's a fascist.

Wonder what kind of knots
he's tying with the Feds?

Hey, Sandy,
sit down. Brad,
hey, how are you?

What's the plan,
Dogpatch?

Produce trucks arrive
tomorrow at 6:00 a.m.,
approximately,

and we got
the whole green grocer.

We got the tomatoes,
we got the lettuce,

and 500 pounds
of Peruvian flake.

Arriving where?

Rented a place
in West Dade.

What is this,
a game show?

I got to guess
the location?

It's an abandoned
water plant.

Oh.

We store the stuff there
until we turn it over
the following day.

Got any shoppers?

If this were a bakery,
I'd have to ask them
to take numbers.

Hell, with El Gato
on the run,
we are the market.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Excuse me.

Where you going?

Relax, Cliff.

Okay, I'll have
a turkey sandwich hot
with lots of gravy...

A man might get
the distinct impression

that you don't trust
your partner. Eh, Cliff?

Good as gold.

Man, your security sucks
around here.

What you talking
about, partner?

That dude,
he's heat.

I never did like you,
Burnett,

or whatever the hell
your name is.

Cletus, fetch me
that there rope.

By the time
I'm finished with you, boy,

your neck is gonna be looser
than a Christmas goose.

MAN: Attention below,
this is Metro-Dade Police.

Drop your weapons now.

MAN: Get down!

RICO: I got him,
Lieutenant.

MAN: You are completely
surrounded.

All exits are blocked.

Drop your weapons.
Freeze!

Drop it.

On the ground.

(EXCLAIMS)

I'm slipping!

Grab hold!
Grab hold!

Took your own sweet time
getting here.

Yeah. I didn't even know
if I was gonna be invited.

Thanks for calling,
Sonny.

Where you going, man?

I got a little piece of
unfinished business.

There's someone
I don't want to get burned.

Where you headed?

Don't know.

Used to play this game
when I was a kid.

Spin the globe,
close my eyes and point.

That's where I'd end up.

Only problem is,
I can't find my globe.

You don't have to go.

Oh?

You gonna
take care of me?

You're a smart woman,
Celeste.

With a little hard work,
you could probably
take care of yourself.

First thing you got to do,
is get rid of the blow.

Who knows? Maybe one day
I'll put it all together.

EL GATO: But not today, baby.

So you crawled out
from under your rock,
huh, Ernesto?

I think I'm too young
and too handsome to retire,
don't you?

You going to
kill us?

Maybe. Maybe not.

I need something to tide me
over until I get on my feet
again, you understand?

Maybe if you tell me
where your safe is,

I'll let you live.

Come on.

Come on.

Which one of
you lovebirds want to watch
the other one die, huh?

What safe?

I think you are lying.

Why did you look this way?

You're hallucinating.

It's not in there.

It's not.

EL GATO: I think it is.

Ernesto,
it's not there.

Don't go in there.

It's in there,
isn't it? Money!

(SCREAMING)

(PANTHER ROARING)