All language subtitles for Miami5x (16)

Tubbs and Crockett,
Miami Vice.

Straight ahead.
Park anywhere
in the visitor's lot.

Bureau, Customs, DEA.

Looks like we finally
made the A-list, partner.

Yeah, but to a B-party.

This is a serious
waste of time.

Hey, come on,
give them a chance, man.

According to the invitation,
we're gonna see a weapon
that will revolutionize

the war against
drug smugglers.

Give me a break.

These sci-fi gadgets never
work. Remember that
whack-job scientist that

was gonna stamp out
cocaine?

Oh, yeah, I remember. That
quack, he brought in two
locusts that ate coca plants.

And all we had to do was
breed 10 billion of them and
drop them in South America.

I'll take my old partners
Smith and Wesson any day.

We're here to
cater the reception.

Around the back.

HANLEY: Sonny.

Rico.
Hey, Hanley.

Glad you could make it.
You know us,

always on the cutting
edge of law enforcement.

That's why I invited you.

The Bureau is
very enthusiastic
about this device.

And we wanted your input.

Excuse me a second. Ruben!

He's a busy little beaver,
isn't he?

FRANK: Systex is proud to be
a leading defense contractor.

Originally, we developed this
new weapon for the military,

we think it has
important applications
for law enforcement.

We invite your suggestions
after the demonstration.

Before we begin,
I'd like to introduce
the man who created it,

Lawrence Fowler.

The system is called Havoc.

Havoc stands for
High Voltage Vehicle
Override Capacitor.

Essentially,
it's a stun gun for vehicles
instead of people.

Havoc can stop
a wide variety of vehicles,

some of which we have here
today for our demonstration,

cars, trucks, even boats,
without harming them
or their passengers.

The power setting
can be adjusted to immobilize

or, when necessary, destroy.

It projects
a high-voltage charge

which disrupts the vehicle's
electrical system.

The motor dies, enabling you
to capture the car,
the boat, whatever.

Wait a minute.

This weapon throws
lightening bolts and you say
it isn't dangerous?

(ALL LAUGHING)

It's absolutely safe
as long as the proper
power setting is used.

(SCREAMS)

(GUNS FIRING)

(SIREN WAILING)

(FIRES)

On the other hand,
maybe they've got
something here.

(CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO)

SONNY: Name's Johnny Gottman,

low-rent muscle,
just got out of Starke
less than a month ago.

What was he in for?

Seems some unlucky gambler
got his hand caught
in Gottman's door.

He dragged him about
three miles before
the police stopped him.

Doesn't sound like
he had the brains

to be trafficking in
high-tech weapons.
We gotta find his partners.

Havoc was
classified technology.

There'll be hell to pay
if we don't get it back.

You can start by
looking right here.

What do you mean?

They had inside help.
They knew about
the demonstration

and the layout.

Look what I found on him.
Check the back.

Mooring 89, 2:00 p.m.

Must be one of the marinas.

Really could use your help
on this one, guys.

Now, Gottman was your
playmate. My agents'll
cover the inside angle.

For you, Hanley? Sure.

Talk about watching paint dry.

I'm gonna give this
a few more minutes
and then I'm out of here.

This has gotta be the place.

It's the only marina
in the area with
a mooring number that high.

Well, well,
at long last
a little action.

Hans Weitzler.

Living proof that man
did evolve from slime.

What a coincidence.

A major arms dealer just
happens to be in town
the day Havoc is stolen.

Looks like Weitzler
has company.

Well, well,
Al Lombard's kid.

Welcome aboard, Salvatore.
Everything went well?

No, Mr. Weitzler.
Everything did not go well.

Bernard,
bring Salvatore his usual.

You don't have the gun?

Oh, yeah, I got your toy,
all right, but one of
my boys was killed.

A real tragedy.

Please accept
my heartfelt condolences.

What, you think it's funny,
sitting here on your fancy
boat while Johnny gets killed?

Well, laugh it up, man,
because it's gonna cost you
another 100 grand

to square it with his family.

It's my custom that the quoted
price is the final price.

And it's my custom to
take care of my friends.

He had kids. Now you
either make good,
or I find another buyer.

That would
seriously jeopardize
your career, Mr. Lombard.

Don't you threaten me.

I got Havoc stashed so deep,
you'll never find it.
You got two days.

(GLASS BREAKING)

Refresh my memory.

Salvatore Lombard.

His father was an underboss
in the Librizzi family.

That's right, Al Lombard,
I remember. Librizzi
put out a contract on him.

Did the taxpayers a favor.

Lombard was a tough hood
who played out a losing hand.

I figured the kid
was different.

Jerks like this,
it's in the genes.

I'll arrange
blanket surveillance
on Sal and Weitzler.

We've already got it covered.

AL: You look great, kid.

Jeez! Dad!

Oh, Dad.
It's so great to see you.

There hasn't been a day
that's gone by
in all of these years

that I didn't
think about you, kid.

Me, too. So many times
I wanted to talk to you
and ask you questions.

I heard you were safe,
but I didn't know where.

I didn't want you to know,
kid. It was better that way.
Believe me.

This is...
This is some place
you got here.

What are you, a contractor,
what? What is it?

I package capital
for real estate projects.

My son

packages capital for
real estate projects.

Now you see, now that's class.

You know, Sal, believe it
or not, all I ever wanted
was for you to be happy,

to do something you like,
be respectable.

You make me very proud, son.

What if Librizzi hears that
you're back in town?

Forget about Librizzi.

He's a candy-store gangster
who couldn't take over for
his father just like I said.

Is that why you're back?
Are you gonna move
on Librizzi?

Nah.

Maybe if it was 10 years ago,
but not now.

I know too many fighters
who didn't know when to quit.

They wound up
with cauliflower faces,

praying to win the lotto
someplace. That action's
not for me anymore, kid.

All I want now is
my family around me.

That's little Tommy and Rita.

Tommy? He's beautiful.

Who would've ever
thought it, huh?

Me, a grandfather. Me?
Well, when can I see him?

I don't know.

Why? Is there a problem?

No, it's Rita.

It's just...

I don't know if she wants you
around Tommy.

She's got some kind of
crazy idea that you
might be a bad influence.

What, are you kidding me?

What, does she think
I'm gonna take him out
on a heist or something?

He's my grandson,
for crying out loud.

I know. Look,
just give me a couple days
to work with her.

I'm sure
I can take care of it.

All right, you talk to her.

Okay, Grandpop.

Okay.
I'll straighten it out.

I'll be seeing you later.
Okay.

Here we are, boys.
Two cholesterol specials
with everything.

Oh, thank you very much,
but I liked you better
with skates.

Yeah, well, I never
like your hair.

Bad attitude.

Yeah. Just can't get
good help anymore.

Damn.

You know, either I been
working this gig too long

or I'm having some
serious hallucinations.

What's the matter?

Hey, take a look at this.

Tell me,
isn't that Al Lombard
over there?

Where?

Right there.

That's no ghost, partner,

that's the man himself.

We ought to bust him.

No, not here.

That'd tip the kid that
he's under surveillance.

Call Switek,
tell him to stick
with the kid.

And we'll take the old man.

Al, you didn't call,
you didn't write.

I know and I'm sorry for that,
but you guys were
always on my thoughts.

You know it was so
damn quiet around here,
I thought you'd lost interest.

Oh, no.

I been in Spain, Sicily,
Morocco...
Now there's a place, Morocco.

Beautiful!

White sandy beaches,
unspoiled.

Paradise. I'm telling you,
it's absolutely paradise.

Oh, my God,

and all this time I thought
you were sharing a barrel
with Jimmy Hoffa.

I swear to God, Al, you ought
to write a travel book, Life
on the Lam with Al Lombard.

No, wait a minute, no, wait...
You guys got it all wrong.

I was on vacation,
enjoying life, golfing,
you know, all of that stuff.

Yeah. I heard that
Librizzi's guys caught up
with you in Jamaica.

Really?
RICO: Yeah.

Funny thing,
they all had fatal accidents.

Well, I tell you, Sonny,
if you gotta go,
Jamaica is the place to go.

They give you
a great send-off,

flowers, reggae music,
all of that stuff.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Very nice.

This is an outrage.
I demand that you
release my client at once.

Have you out of here
in a minute, Al.

Sorry, Counselor.
Al's wanted for contempt
and unlawful flight.

He's gonna be with us
for a while.
That's absurd.

There are no charges pending
against Mr. Lombard.

It's true, guys. It says
here right in the files,
Judge Sackheim dismissed

the charges last month
in the interest of justice.

Due to Mr. Lombard's
failing health.

Gee, how surprising.

Yeah, I'm really sorry, Al,
I had no idea
you were in such ill health.

Well, I'm feeling
much better now,
thank you, that I'm home.

It's like a miracle cure.

SONNY: Al,

you're back in Miami.

Don't even jaywalk.

Sonny, I wouldn't
have it any other way.

(SIGHS)

You know,
I tried to join this
yachting club once.

Society big shots said no.

Said that I would
stain their reputation.

Oh yeah?
Well, what do you care, Dad?

It bugged me at the time.

Now it doesn't really matter,
'cause you made it.

You have a family, a career,
respect. Those are
the important things in life.

Listen, Dad, we gotta talk.

Oh, yeah, sure, kid.
About what?

About me.

Some things happened when you
were gone and...
Uh-huh.

(PAGER BEEPING)

Sorry, it's the office.
I gotta give them a buzz.

Sure.

It's me. All right,
patch him through.

The FBI is here.
They know someone
from the lab is involved.

I must see you right away.
I can't take it anymore!

Okay, okay,
cool it. Listen,

meet me at the Riverwalk
in 30 minutes.
You know where it is?

LAWRENCE: Yes.

Is there a problem?

It's a client.

He wants to pull
his investment. You know,
he's getting cold feet.

I gotta go hold his hand.

Business always comes first.

Yeah.

Something funky's going down.
Junior's leaving in a hurry.

Look, there is nothing
pointing to you, nothing
at all. So just chill out.

Easy for you to say.

You know, they're questioning
everyone at work.

They know something,
I tell you. They know!
Listen!

In another couple of days
you're gonna be rich enough
to start up your own lab

and work for yourself
from now on.
So just chill out!

I hope you're right.

I am right, all right!
Trust me!

What are you doing? What are
you doing with this guy?
Who is he?

What's up?
It's work, Dad.

Come on,
let me buy you a drink.

Don't give me that crap, Sal.

Listen, whatever you're
planning, forget about it,
it'll never go off.

You're gonna have
coppers crawling all over you.

Believe me, kid, I know
what I'm talking about.

I think
you been away too long,
you're getting paranoid.

You lied to me, Sal.

You led me to think
that you were some big
successful businessman

and you're really not.
You know what you are?

You're a cheap punk
with nice clothes and
a fast car and that's it.

Yeah? So what, huh?
So what are you?

Where do you get off,
Mr. Holy Royal, huh?

You used to lie to me
every chance you got.

I used to have to read
the newspaper to see
what was going on.

You still lied to me.
So don't tell me
you don't like who I am

because I'm just like you.

Sal. Sal, wait.

What? What?

Look, kid,
I'm sorry, all right.

A million times I wanted
to explain things to you.

Police! Freeze!

(GUN FIRING)

Dad!

Sal... Sal, hang on.
Sal, hang on.

Get a doctor!
Sal, hang on, Sal.

Package at the post office.

I love you, son, forgive me.

Al, I'm real sorry
about your son.

Look, if it means anything,
a witness saw our shooter
escape in a Mercedes.

Got a partial
on the license plate.

DMV will probably
make a match.

If you guys don't mind,
I got things I gotta do.

What? Like go after Librizzi?

Come on, Al,
you're smarter than that.
Don't make it easy for him.

Come on, man,
we'll be burying you
and Sal together.

This isn't cut and dry, man.

Oh, really?

Look, Al,
there were any number of
guys that could've killed Sal.

Even if you knew who it was,

you don't have
any muscle anymore.
Al, listen to me,

your shooters
all work for Librizzi, either
that or they're crab bait.

Stay out of this, Al.
I give you my word,
I'll bring these guys down.

Idiots! Morons!

Only morons
could've blown that hit!

Lombard was wide open.

I had him lined up,
Mr. Librizzi,
but his kid plays hero.

I spent months
setting up Lombard.

Cost me a fortune
to buy that judge,
to get the charges dropped.

And now he's wise.
Get out of here!

Get out of here. Spinata!
I'll kill you!

(SIGHS)

DMV says the plates
on the Mercedes
used in the hit

were stolen
day before yesterday.

This is the guy
a witness saw talking to Sal
right before the hit.

Well, if it isn't Mr. Wizard.

Who?

Hey, that's the guy
that invented Havoc.

Hey, I was wondering
if I can't get this
package back?

You'd have to call
the addressee
and discuss it with him.

You see, that's the problem,
I don't know the addressee.

Can't you trace it
or do something like that?

Technically, yes,
but it'll take 30 days.

Whatever happened to,
"Neither rain, nor snow,
nor sleet"?

Look, this is pretty important
and I was wondering...
Look, you get a court order,

we can speed things along.
Otherwise, 30 days.

Did you ever consider
charm school?
Next!

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

Good likeness, eh, pal?

Yeah.

That witness really had
an eye for detail.

No. Not nearly as good as
that mug shot's gonna be
when you get booked.

I'd order a couple of
eight by tens of that.

Help your kids remember
what you look like
when you're in the joint.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Well, let's try grand theft,
conspiracy,
accessory to murder.

You understand those terms?
Oh, God! I knew it, I knew it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy there, Larry.
Don't go squirrelly on us now.

Just try and look at this
as a career decision.

You can either
stand on the Miranda right
and tough it out...

...or you can cooperate.

Now we can't promise anything,
you understand, but...

They cheated me!
They stole Havoc!

It was my concept, my idea!

I invented it!
They all said I was crazy,
but I did it, me!

And then they stole it!
Who?

Them! The company!

They said... They said
Havoc belonged to them.

They said
it belonged to Systex
because I'm an employee.

Havoc is worth
hundreds of millions
of dollars to them!

Do you know what
they gave me as a bonus?
Do you know?

$5,000!
I have two teenage sons.

That doesn't even cover
the car insurance.

What'd Sal Lombard offer you?

$200,000.

But he promised me
no one would get hurt.

Do you know
where he stashed it?

No. No. He told me
he sent it to his uncle.

Honest.

I'm Sal's father.
I know.

I'm here to help you, Rita,
and I'd like to do
whatever it is...

I don't want your help,
Mr. Lombard.

There's nothing you can do.

I just thought, what with
Tommy and everything...

Tommy doesn't need
a grandfather
who's a gangster.

I don't get it, Al.
What is it you want me
to do exactly?

Give money to my grandson,
so his mother doesn't know
where it's coming from.

If she knows it's coming
from me, she'll never take it.
Do you understand?

I suppose I could set it up
so that she thinks it's from
an insurance policy he had.

Great. Good.
How long will it take you?

Probably get the papers
for you to sign tomorrow.
Where can I reach you?

AL: Hey, dummy.

(GUN FIRES)

Librizzi sent you, didn't he?

Didn't he?

Didn't he?

Oh, I love to
watch you move through there,

but you better put
some lotion on.
All over, every inch.

(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

Bye, baby.

Weitzler.

This is some
gorgeous boat you've got here.

Can't say much for your
deckhands, though.

Don't bother sitting,
Mr. Librizzi,

you won't be
staying that long.

What, is there
a problem or something?

The problem is you,
Mr. Librizzi.

Your petty vendetta
against Albert Lombard

has jeopardized a transaction
of considerable value.

LIBRIZZI: What transaction?

WEITZLER: I hired his son
to steal a prototype
of a new weapon.

He died without
revealing its location.

You ruined the deal,
you get it back.

You have five days to
deliver the Havoc system
to me. No more.

How the hell am I
supposed to find it?

That's your problem.

I warn you, Mr. Librizzi,
I am not a man
who tolerates failure.

Hey, Mr. Weitzler,
we're both businessmen.

There's no need
for threats here.

I wouldn't insult you
with threats, Mr. Librizzi.

I am merely
stating the obvious.

Failure is weakness,

and in our profession,
weakness attracts
sharks like blood.

(LAUGHS)

I'm gonna get it for you,
don't worry.

But it's not because
you scare me none.

I'll do it because
you did business
with my father.

What we have here
is one highly motivated
individual.

Yeah.

Librizzi might scare up
some new leads.

We stay on him.

Homicide just sent this over.

Sweet little shootout
at a house over
in Key Biscayne last night.

This is one of
Librizzi's hitters.

Now a neighbor
described the man.

It matches Al Lombard.
Apparently, he got away.

Man, that cat's gotta be
running out of lives.

Thanks a lot.

Hi, Tommy.
Hi.

What're you doing?

Swinging.

You think it's okay
if I push you?

Yeah, sure.

Tommy?
Yeah?

Do you know who I am?

You're the man in the picture
with Daddy.

That's right, that's right.
I'm your daddy's daddy.

I'm your grandpa, Al.

But Daddy's dead.

I know.
That's a terrible thing.

Hey, Tommy,
you like surprises?

Yeah.

Well, that's great,
because I brought you one.
Here, go look.

Wow, thanks, Grandpa.

It's got
a remote control thing,

a steering wheel,
the whole deal.

RITA: What are you doing?

Tommy, get inside the house.

I just brought
the kid a present.

You have no right to be here.

Tommy, I said go inside.
Okay, Mommy.

Tommy,
I'll see you later, huh?

Okay.

I thought I made it clear
you're not welcome here.

Look, Rita, I didn't
come here to upset you.

God knows we've both
been through enough.

I just think at times
like this a family needs
each other.

Right, only you're
not my family.

You're Sal's father,
the gangster.

Tommy's my only family now.

And I don't want you
around him, ever.

Wait a minute, will you?

I know how you feel
about me, my past,
the things that I've done

and I'm not gonna apologize
for any of that, but,
believe me, all that I care

about now is what's
left of the rest of my family.

Even if that was true,

you can't just wipe out
the past. You have enemies,
Mr. Lombard,

and they're not interested
in your conversion.

Sal told me
the way you felt,

that you were worried
that I'd be bad for Tommy.

All I'm asking for
is a chance.

Is that what he told you?

Yes.

That I was worried
about Tommy?

Yes.

Well, he was wrong.

It wasn't Tommy I was
worried about, it was Sal.
He worshipped you.

In spite of everything
he knew about you, all the
horrible things you'd done,

the pain you caused him,
he still idolized his father.

I never encouraged him
to be like me.

I'm the guy that told him
to go to law school. Make
something out of his life.

It's not what you said,
it's what you were.

He wanted to be like you.

Instead, he died
protecting you. Now, please,
do me a favor and leave.

Rita.

You and Tommy
are all I've got left.

Don't do this to me.

Don't hate me.
I don't hate you, Mr. Lombard.

I just don't want you to take
Tommy away from me, too.

Come on.

You're starting to
get predictable, Al.

Man in your position
can't afford that.

Today, it was us outside
your grandson's home.

Next time,
it could be Librizzi.

You got no chance
at taking him solo.

So this must be suicide.
Is that what it's about?

Go out in a blaze of glory?
Hey, what do you care,
huh, Crockett?

I mean,
what do you really care?

You wanna kill yourself,
you go suck a tailpipe, Al.

But don't shoot it
out in Miami,

scares the tourists.

(SIGHS)

Think about
your grandson.

You know, he's the hostage
in this little war.

Now you got no chance
of taking Librizzi,

but I can.

And I'm gonna
take him down hard. Now
you can either help me,

or I will put you away.

It's your choice.

How?

(SIGHS)

Sal stole an experimental
weapon for Hans Weitzler.

He died before
he could make delivery.

I think you know where it is.

You help me recover it,
and I'll use it
to nail Librizzi.

All right, Crockett,
we'll try it your way.

But you've gotta
give me your word
that you won't kill him.

You just remember,

that I am trusting you
with the life of my grandson.

I give you my word.

I won't kill Librizzi.

(FOOTSTEPS)

AL: Hi, Mike.

Al.

You set me up, Mike.

You were the only guy
who knew where I was staying.

I didn't, Al, I swear,
I don't know
anything about it.

You gotta believe me.

You're not trying to insult my
intelligence, are you, Mike?

I invented the set-up.

AL: Tell me.

Tell me.
All right, all right,
it's true.

You told me to fix things
so you could come back,

but it was Librizzi
who paid off the judge.

You bastard,

my son is dead because of you.

No, Al, please!

Oh, don't cry, Mike.

Hell is full of lawyers.

Drop it!

So you wanna tell me
what happened here, Sattler?

Lombard flipped out,
he was gonna shoot me.

And if it hadn't been
for that guard, I'd be dead.

Boy, that'd be a serious blow
to the legal profession.

Take him out of here
and get his statement.

Where's Lombard?
Out there.

He looks so natural.

You guys certainly took
your sweet time getting here.

What the hell's the hurry,
you're dead.

I kept Sattler away
from him like you said.

I appreciate it,
you did a good job, Quinton.
Thanks.

Hey, hey, hey, not so fast,
this ain't over yet.

Give me a break here, will
you, Crockett? I'm getting
bed sores all over me.

Beats bullet holes, man.
If Librizzi thinks
you're dead,

then they won't
mess with your family.

That's the only protection
you got.

Okay, so, now what?

Well, Sattler calls Librizzi
and tells him what happens.

Then we'll contact him
offering to sell Havoc.

He'll be a lot less
suspicious, if you're dead.

Meanwhile, you'll be stashed
in a nice, safe hotel room

while the feds come up
with a new identify for you.

Well, I gotta hand it
to you, boys,
it's sweet. Very sweet.

I'd give anything to see
the look on Librizzi's
ugly mug

when you guys go in
to pinch him.

No way, pal.
You're dead
and you're gonna stay dead.

Excuse me, Mr. Librizzi.
What?

Some guy says
he has something you want.

You got two seconds.

SONNY: Havoc.

Keep talking.

I got it, you want it.

The price is gonna be
200 K.

Who are you?

Burnett.

Well, Burnett, how do
I know you got the real thing?

You got proof?

Yeah, that can be arranged.
You just have the cash
ready tomorrow at 10:00.

I'll call with instructions.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

Come on. Come on.

Good girl.

Sir.

Oh, hi.

I'm Tommy's grandfather.
He forgot his lunch.

Is it okay
if I give it to him?

I'm sorry, but without
some identification I can't...

Hey, Grandpa!

Hey, how you doing, pal?

Wow, this is some school
you got here.

I climbed up here
all by myself.

Oh, I bet you, you did.
How's that new race car
I gave you?

Mom says it's too old for me.

Oh, yeah?
She's probably right.

You know, your ma's
a pretty wonderful woman.

So whatever she tells you
to do, you do, okay?

Okay.
She loves you very much.

(SIGHS)

Tommy,

Grandpa's gotta go away
for a while.

And I don't know when
I'm gonna see you again.

But I want you to know

that I love you very much

and that I'm gonna think
about you every day.

Where you going, Grandpa?

Far away.

To heaven with Daddy?

No, I don't think so.

But you just remember
that your daddy
loves you very much

and that I love you very much,
even though we're not here.

Don't leave, Grandpa.
I love you.

Hey, Burnett!

Over here, Librizzi.

So, I got the toy,
you got the cash?

Right here.
Let's have it.

Uh-uh.

First I check out the goods.
I ain't buying no
high school science project.

No problem. Mr. Cooper?

How'd you like the demo?

Give him the cash.

All right, good.
Now I'll tell you what.

Mr. Cooper and I
are gonna step on out of here.

Mr. Cooper?
Everything's cool, Sonny.

Perfect.

Now, you gentlemen are just
gonna wait right there
until Mr. Cooper and I leave.

That understood?

Good.

When he takes Havoc, move in.

AL: Librizzi!

This one's for my son.

SONNY: Al!

No!

Get a Medevac! Hurry!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Hang in there,
hang in there, Al.

I had to do it, Crockett,
you understand, don't you?

Librizzi's dead.

Good.

Oh, Al, you didn't even
have a gun, man. Why?

Do me a favor, Sonny,
tell Rita

to explain things
to my grandson.

Al, you gave me
your word, man.

I kept my word, Crockett.

I didn't kill him.