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Take his wire.

Vamonos.

It's a green light.

I don't have them. They're out of view.

Move! It's a rip!

Cuff them.

Crockett, Tubbs, you guys okay?

Don't touch the door, Zito! It's wired!

You okay? Easy. I got one in the closet.

This guy's still breathing. I'll get an ambulance.

There could be a suspect down as far as the basement.

Let's get a perimeter on the building ASAP.

Yeah. Excuse me.

Make sure you get a receipt for that, Dick.

Boy, guys, for a minute there I was really scared.

I didn't think I was gonna make it up those steps.

I got to start working out.

Yeah, well, you can tell whoever has that laser...

he's got a big one coming from us. Anything he wants.

What are you talking about?

Whoever took out our friend Mendez here.

Practically had this shotgun up our noses before I saw that laser light on the wall.

We didn't have a laser.

We didn't even get a shot off.

It seemed that Mendez and his brother were taking orders from the third player...

who I didn't recognize at all.

And they knew you were cops?

Absolutely. No question about it.

Our snitch must have given us up, because they had us made from the get.

If it hadn't been for the mystery sniper-- Excuse me.

Ballistics matched the cartridge...

we found on the roof with the bullet that hit Mendez:

5.56 millimeters.

What's his status?

He's in surgery. They say he'll make it.

I want round-the-clock guards at the hospital.

Wait a minute.

What about the third player?

Well, there's a sewer system connected to the basement there.

He could be anywhere. We've done a house-to-house.

Lieutenant, I wouldn't be too hard on the backup.

Mendez and his people had this one figured out from the get.

Backup was sloppy.

Gina just called.

She spotted Vega on Royal Avenue.

That's the snitch that set up our meet.

Is Castillo burned about the backup?

Well, you can't blame him.

He almost lost one of his best cops this morning.

Yeah, not to mention you.

Come on, man. This ain't right.

You sure eight floors is high enough? This guy is pretty tall.

Let's find out. Come on, man.

You guys are cops, right? I don't know how Mendez copped to you.

I mean, how did Columbus cop to....

This is not right, man. Please. Please.

Get the window. No! No!

Man, this is murder! Murder!

Come on, we're gonna throw this jerk out the window.

Man, no, no, no! All right, all right, all right!

All right, I copped you, man. Please, don't kill me.

Please, I just needed the money, man. Please, don't kill me.

Who paid you? I don't--

Some one-eyed dude I never saw before, man.

Just don't kill me. Where did you meet him?

After I set up your gig, I got hip to this bounty.

And then I told Mendez what you guys were about.

The next thing, the dude shows up in a limo. I don't know--

Hold it. What are you talking, bounty?

What, you don't know?

Yeah, man, word's on the street.

One million dollars if you can deliver Ricardo Tubbs alive.

Deliver to who?

Someone named Calderone.

Liar! Calderone was killed a year ago.

Oh, man, that's the name. I swear it.

Mendez and the one-eyed dude was on the million.

All I got was a few crumbs for the info.

And I'm sorry I took the money. I mean it.

Really, I am. I promise-- You got that right. Out he goes.

I just needed it for some....

No! No! I won't do it again, I promise!

I promise!

Book him, Dan-o.

"The above-styled autopsy revealed bullet wounds...

"to multiple structures within the chest cavity.

"Suspect Calderone was pronounced dead on the scene."

One time we reeled in a big one.

Yeah.

Just goes to show what the average New York flatfoot can do...

with the proper local supervision.

That's one more memory I can do without.

Calderone's daughter.

Angelina.

Hospital's calling about Mendez, Crockett.

Best to leave that one where it was, pal.

Calderone.

No!

If this morning was a rip-off, they would've taken the cash.

If it was straight business...

they would've called it off when Vega told them you were cops.

Yeah, someone's just trying to chump me off, man.

And it ain't Calderone, 'cause he's dead. I know it for a fact.

What are your feelings on protection?

I don't want it.

I think the best way to get to the bottom of this...

is just to be cool and not act scared.

He's absolutely right.

Mendez is out from under anesthetic. I say we go see him...

and see what he has to say.

Yeah, I know. "No heroes."

So, does it feel any different now that you got a price on your head?

Probably just a rumor from some low-rent chump.

Nonsense, man, nonsense.

Well, the price certainly is.

Crockett.

Detective, I'm calling for Dr. Meyer.

Mr. Mendez had to go back for emergency surgery.

Is he gonna be all right?

There's no prognosis yet. But we'll let you know.

All right. Thanks.

Mendez is going back into surgery.

What are you doing?

Re-prioritizing.

Lunch. On me. On you?

Yep. Can't let a guy buy his own last meal.

Anything you want. Anything. Sky's the limit.

Veggie burger! Veggie burger! Anything but that.

I'll tell you what. Surprise me. I got to make a call.

Surprise me if I got enough money.

Angelina?

I want to show you something.

Our son.

Hey.

Hey, little handsome guy.

Wow. Is this something.

I can't believe it.

All right.

Hey.

Hey. Hey.

Why didn't you tell me?

I never intended to see you again after my father was killed.

Angelina, he was gonna kill me.

I didn't come here for an explanation.

I came here because someone is going to kill you.

And whatever you are, you're the father of my child...

and I've had enough bloodshed in my life.

Who's gonna kill me?

My half-brother, Orlando.

And he'll do anything to get you.

Orlando?

We were raised separately.

The only time I met him was when my father gave us these pendants.

So his people would know us for his children.

Now he's taking over all of my father's connections...

and he's sworn to avenge his death.

And he will, believe me.

I believe you.

Where's your brother now?

He's on his way to Miami. Maybe here all ready.

He's got people looking for you all over the city.

I know.

You've got to leave Miami. I brought money for you.

Angelina....

Don't you understand? He can do anything.

He can buy anyone. He's everything you said my father was.

Forget about your father. I can't!

I know he was a criminal.

I've tried to understand him...

but he was everything to me.

Now all I've got is my baby.

You got me.

What do you got? The file.

Count the money in your time.

What else?

Your sister got here ahead of you.

I heard.

She probably brought the cop his baby.

Know where she's at?

I can try and find out.

You either bring me the cop, or you bring me that whore.

I'll give you the same money.

I'll do my best, se�or.

He did his best.

Clean that up.

Mmm.

I used to wonder what it would be like to see you again.

Me, too.

Except I was afraid to come back with a little more than you expected.

Our son.

He's beautiful.

What's his name? Ricardo.

That's original.

Ricardo?

There's $800,000 in that suitcase.

Wait a minute.

Just take it and leave. He knows you're here, and he'll find you.

Look, Angelina, I'm a cop.

I can't just blink my eyes and turn my life upside down.

You have no choice.

Wait a minute. Where are you going? There's no time.

I'll be back in two hours.

I'm not just gonna walk out on you and my son.

Don't worry.

One 1 O-year-old snapshot, not much to go on.

Get a copy to Metro, Customs, and to Broward.

Does she want protection?

I'll talk to her.

Get me Capt. Reardon.

Listen, Lieutenant, I got one favor I'd like to ask.

You know the sniper that shot Mendez? That's Angelina's bodyguard.

And if you could just cut him some slack, I really would appreciate it.

He's got my vote.

I'll talk to the prosecutor about it when you're in the safe house.

What do you mean?

Lieutenant, I want to carry my own weight.

You're in the safe house.

Yeah.

Hey, Tubbs. Come here a second.

Hey, Pete, we need to borrow this room for a second, all right?

Come on, while we're young.

Thanks.

Rico, this may be none of my business...

and if I'm out of line just say so, but...

are you sure this kid is yours?

I mean, we don't even know for sure if this half brother of hers really exists.

And the lady's got every reason in the world to play with your head.

Well, don't think it didn't cross my mind.

But, yeah...

I got a son.

In that case, congratulations, Dad. Thanks. Thanks, partner.

DEA on line three for you, Rico.

I wasn't really suspicious.

Except when you told me that the kid was good-looking.

Hey, get out of here. You want to be the godfather?

When it comes to settling down with a chick...

I'm fairly selective.

Because, let's face it, I can afford to be.

I'm sure they line up around the block.

I got the looks, steady job.

Cable.

Cable TV. The works.

But there's something about a girl, like this Angelina.

Couldn't be the money.

Money?

We're talking companionship here.

A relationship, if you will. Right.

With a real '80s woman.

Oh, give me a break.

But seriously, you've got to respect a woman who says:

"Honey, we've got a little problem here. You're going to have to leave town...

"and here's $800,000 in cash."

Cute girl.

Tubbs, this is Harrison, DEA.

According to our Caribbean bureau...

Calderone's sister is also on her way to Miami.

Yeah, well, I've already made contact.

That was quick. Maybe we should connect.

I've got a telex of field reports I'm sure you'd like to see.

Yeah, except I'm just on my way to talk to her about protective custody.

Anyway, you might be able to meet us there.

Will Vice reimburse my gas?

Bet.

Look, it's 2401 Ocean.

Okay. See you there.

Get this to him. Right away.

I belong on the street, man.

You'll be back.

Meantime, there's worse places to be...

than in a safe house with Angelina and your baby.

It's true.

Besides, just think of it...

as the department paying for your diaper-changing lessons.

What the hell's going on?

What happened?

I don't know. Looks like somebody beat our guys to it.

Excuse me. Walt Harrison, DEA--

What do you mean?

Bill Lyons.

No sign of the girl or the child.

We've got every available unit dry-cleaning the area.

Damn.

My son.

Rico...

you got to take it easy, man.

Best thing you can do for them right now is just concentrate on the police work.

I'm trying!

I'm trying.

Lieutenant, SRT is here, bomb squad's on the way, and Zito set up a trace.

Where?

All right.

Tubbs. Oye, Papo.

Be at Lighthouse Cove in one hour.

Where's my family?

They'll be in a car where you can see them.

So where are they now?

Come alone.

First I got to know that my family's all right.

Don't come, Rico. They'll kill me anyway.

Angelina!

fifty-nine minutes.

Damn. Tubbs.

Mobile phone and a voice box.

You wire the bomb to the horn and the window?

Go get the baby.

Take him to the main house and leave him with Maria.

Fix the blanket so it looks like it's still in the car.

Goodbye, Sister.

Take the baby to the main house.

Covering the roads will be no problem.

The shack's out on the end of the point. It's wide open, isolated.

He'll make his escape by water.

Cove's got a lot going for it. Good visibility of the car...

nothing to interfere with his radio transmitter.

It's a smart way to go.

And I always assume the other guy's smart, so we don't look dumb.

If Calderone's on land...

it should be easy enough to surround him.

And do what?

He made sure we can't prove participation.

You know we have no case on him.

True. But if we show him some muscle, maybe he'll back out.

Yeah? And maybe he'll blow the car on his way.

He won't. It's his own sister, man.

We haven't got a whole lot of cards to play here.

Wait a minute!

Calderone wants me.

And it's my job to put it on the line for the hostages, not the other way around.

I'll call it when I see it.

Cute.

Looks like motion-sensitive wires and an armed radio device.

That amounts to 40 very delicate minutes just to open the door...

if they're not watching the car.

The bomb's controlled by a transmission from this shack at 87 megahertz.

So we will be able to use our radios without triggering it.

Bad news is that it's a coded signal, and I can't jam it.

Excuse me, Lieutenant.

This is Park Commissioner Lido. This is Lt. Castillo.

Lieutenant, you can't bring your boats in from out there...

without being spotted till high tide.

Too many sandbars out there.

Is there anything special about that shack?

No, it's just left over from some guys who wanted to put up a hotel.

We don't go for commercializing public land, and we beat them in court.

Guess I should have gotten rid of the shack, too.

Thank you.

Swi, take your shooters.

Deploy along the shoreline.

Hey, if you need some help, I'm pretty good with a gun, too.

That's all right, Commissioner. We got that. Come on, right this way.

Can you get to that shack?

When it gets dark, I might get some men in there.

Now whether or not they can get to that transmitter....

If that's our best shot. I'll give us a better shot.

I'll make them give it to me, and then I'll turn it off myself.

You're putting yourself in their hands, man.

Look, it's our only chance. If they don't give me the transmitter...

then we know that they're gonna blow that car, no matter what.

If they meet with you at all, it'll be someplace I can't cover you.

I can.

I can go with him.

We got six minutes to go.

You got 60 seconds to get to the shack.

If you want me, bring the transmitter.

When you get to the shack.

Now!

Bring it now.

Just do what you got to do.

I could do it now, but I want to look into his eyes when I off him.

You and I have business together.

Now, meet my people at the rowboat.

Rico! Ricardo!

He's gonna kill me anyway!

Radio's open.

I can't tell if they have the transmitter, but they're moving.

The minute that light goes out, say the word.

If that light's not out in three seconds...

start shooting and don't stop until there's nothing moving in that van.

I'm counting on you, Sonny.

I'm gonna get in that van, and you're gonna give me the transmitter.

Once he gets in their van, he's gone.

Lieutenant, she's moving.

The girl's moving.

No!

Stop it! If you don't stop, they'll kill us all!

Don't shoot! Don't shoot!

Incompetent baboons!

Anything?

No. Just a scrap of paper.

Do you want to come back to the boat with me, man?

I think I want to wait until they identify Calderone's body.

They won't start ID'ing teeth until tomorrow morning, man.

I still want to wait.

You can wait with me back at the boat.

I got to think, man.

I just want to be alone.

Listen, partner, I'm not trying to crowd you.

I just want to be there for you if you need me.

Yeah, I know.

I'll tell you what.

I'll make you a deal. I'll drop you at the St. Vitus.

I'll go write this up, then we'll go get some breakfast or talk...

whatever.

Come on.

Calderone's papers.

The rest of the evidence from the scene is already downtown.

Yeah, thanks. I'll read them later.

No, I understand.

There's even a couple of pages in there from a DEA report.

But I'm sure Internal Affairs can wait and read that tomorrow.

What DEA file?

On Tubbs. Right there at the top of the bag.

Oh, and listen, tell him how sorry I am.

Yeah, thanks.

Who are you here to see?

Special Agent Harrison.

Popular guy with Vice this morning.

What did you do, bust his bookie?

Another Vice cop was here this morning?

Yeah, in a Caddy, about 20 minutes ago.

I sent him down to Falcon's restaurant. Harrison's up....

Hey, man, you come back, bring me a Danish!

You can't do this, Rico.

I know about Harrison.

I read the files, too.

Harrison gave up my family, man.

And he'll pay.

But not like this, buddy.

I don't want to hear it.

Harrison! I want to talk to you!

It's over.

He killed my family, man.

Yeah, I know.

I hope he rots in hell.

Come on, let's go.

#Phil Collins - Long Long Way To Go#

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