All language subtitles for Miami Vice S05E20

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( ♪ Paradise City -Guns N' Roses ♪ )

Ecstasy house.

Definitely a throwback
to the '60s.

Yeah, all we need
is Janis, Jimi,

and a little social
conscience, Rico.

2:00, Joey Harden,
behind the pinheaded geek.

(MAN WHOOPING)

Hey.

Hey, love
the dude's moves.

Yeah, maybe we ought to
get Peter up there, huh,

give us his Elvis
impersonation?

What do you say,
Big Pete?

Come on,
show us your moves.

Come on, babe, this
is the guy you want,
this here is the man.

Hey, why don't you
give the kid a break?

Hey, dude, relax,
we're just bringing
the kid out, okay?

In a couple of more weeks,
the kid's gonna
be thanking us

for liberating him from
his bourgeois lifestyle.

Blackjack.

Sonny, Rico, looking sharp.

Save the charm
for the girls, kid.

Okay, look, they got
Peter Ladd with them.

He's very stoned,
and I don't like
the way it feels,

so after you guys
make the buy, I'm going
with those guys.

Good idea. I think
the kid's gonna
need your help.

Okay.
Let's do it.

You know, Rico,
one nice thing
about our job.

What's that?

You meet such nice people.

(LAUGHING)

Hey, man, it's you.

Excuse me, sweetheart.
I don't think we've met.

Oh, really,
Sonny "Heat" Crockett?

(GRUNTING)

Sonny!

(GRUNTING)

(GLASS SHATTERING)

What I'd tell ya?
You met the nicest people.

Where are they?

They got away clean.

(LAUGHING)

Want to play
Pin the Tail
on the Donkey?

(LAUGHING)

Hello, Peter.

Terry, I feel beautiful.

I'm having a real body rush.

You still don't get it,
do you?

Don't you remember
anything I've taught you?

Yeah, sure, Ter.

You said it isn't outside,
it's within me.

That's right.

It's in dreams
we reach our real power,

find our true selves.

Yeah, right.

But you insist on attributing
all your new powers to drugs.

Don't you see how
negative that is?
How terribly wrong?

Peter, I want to believe
you're still one of us,

but if you don't
have the courage,
or the will...

No, no, I do.

I really do.

But you don't
believe me, Peter.

Look, Peter. I had
high hopes for you,

but lately, I've been
hearing things, you know?

You've been talking
around campus,
telling stories.

Terry, you know
that's not true.
I wouldn't tell anybody.

Well, I hope not.

Because you know
that my work must
come first, huh?

Okay.

I think that what
you have to do now

is prove that you're
with us, Peter.

Make that one little step.

Show us.

I can do it, Terry.

You'll see.

You with me, man?
Hey, hey, hey,
I'm right here, Peter.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SIRENS WAILING)

I can see it, Terry.

(THUDDING)

(LAUGHING)

Hey! It's not funny, Piggy.

Peter was a very bright boy.

The jumper's name
was Peter Ladd.

Had about 1,500 micrograms
of hallucinogens when
he tried to fly.

And eight to five
he's tied in to
Professor Baines.

Yeah, but we got
zip on him.

Yeah, but I have
a great deal of faith

in your natural ability
to get next to this guy.

Meanwhile, we'll do
a little background
work on him

and see if there's
any chinks in his
psychedelic armor.

That's interesting.

What?

Somebody's already
beat us to the file, Joey.

Any way to find out who?

Well, there may be a way.

But it's a technique
that probably a young cop
of your tender years

probably shouldn't
know about.

You inside yet?

Well, well, well.

(CHUCKLES)

Isn't that interesting.

I got to run
something down, Joey.

Why don't you
stay here and work
with Detective Mills?

Mills?

Yeah. Detective doing
a little casework for me.

I think you might be
able to help her out.

Nice stroke, Crockett.

Never could beat you
at this game.

What's shaking, Cutter?

You still mad at me,
Sonny?

After, how long has
it been, 12 years?

Thirteen,
but who's counting?

Hey, Sonny.

Listen, what went down
that day you got shot,

I have never forgotten
or forgiven myself.

I run it on instant
replay in my head
every day of my life.

You'll pardon me
if I don't jump
to forgive you.

I do regret what happened,
Sonny.

It's over, forget it.
I have.

So, tell me why
you accessed my file
on Terry Baines.

Let me explain.
For the past five years,

I've been developing
new units, anti-gang,
counter-terrorist.

I come up with
something special.

Y.C.U. Young Criminal Unit.

I got three of
the brightest young cops
in this business.

Now, they can
get inside places
older cops can't touch.

(LAUGHING)

So that's why
you pulled my file.

So that you could
put your new unit under
at Bradfield College.

Well, give it up, pal.
I got a man under.

Hey, Sonny, Sonny!
Come on, wait.

Hey, I got
a hell of a shot
with this program.

We're state mandated,
we can cross county lines,

we can get involved
wherever we're needed.

And we were assigned
to this case by
the Attorney General.

I don't give a damn
if you were assigned
by Dan Quayle.

You're not about to go
charging in there

and screwing up an
ongoing investigation,

maybe blow my man's cover.

Forget it, Cutter.

Sonny, Terry Baines
graduated from Harvard,

summa cum laude in
abnormal psychology at 16.

He's got an IQ
that's off the charts.

If he makes Harden,
that kid might not have
time to call you and Rico.

He's gonna need guys in there,
guys who can act fast.

(GUN FIRING)

Four out of five.
Good shooting, Ray.

Detective Harden.
Paul Cutter. Welcome.

Let me introduce you
to the rest of our team.

Ray Mundy, Zack Andrews.
This is Joey Harden.

Our other member,
Tania Louis,
you'll meet later.

Hey.

So you're the hotshot
Cutter keeps warning
us about, huh?

I'm from Fayetteville.

Arkansas.
Home of the Razorbacks.

Hmm.

Where you hail from?

Baltimore. Former
home of the Colts.

Me, I'm into surfboards
and bikinis and I come
from Long Beach.

Ever been to California,
Harden?

Uh-uh, not yet.
Maybe someday.

(GUN COCKING)

Wanna give it a shot?

Nice gun.

You guys authorized
to use Magnums?

Sure. These, too.

Some of the dudes
we come up against
use anti-tank guns.

These cut their
firepower a little.

(WHOOPS)

Nasty.

You know, I don't think
Crockett was lying
about him.

Not bad. But can you
do that on the street,
Baltimore?

I'm afraid you're
never gonna find out.

CUTTER: Joey.

We're all real glad
you agreed to meet
with us now.

I think that we all
have something to
offer one another.

I'm gonna be up front
with you, Captain.

I'm here 'cause Crockett
tells me you have the cards
and I got no choice.

No offense,
but I work best alone.

Maybe, but keep
an open mind.

I don't wanna pull rank
on you, Joey,

I've just been around
a long time.

Okay? There always
comes a point

where a guy's glad to
have a partner around.

I don't want to argue
philosophy with you,
Cutter.

Look, I've already
made contact with
Professor Baines,

I've almost penetrated
his inner...
Almost.

Harden, this guy Baines
is offing kids.

We get three guys in there,
all of us working
different angles,

we're gonna get
quicker results.
And save some lives.

The way I see it,
we get three guys in there,

we get two more chances
to screw it up.

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa.

So relax a little.

For this one case, at least,
we're all working together,

so let's try and
act professional
about it, okay?

Tania Louis.
Detective, I see
you've survived so far.

Yes, but I'm in
serious pain.

Really?

Maybe you should lie down
and have someone
massage your back.

(SNICKERING)

You think so? I mean,
I've never been too
into that New Age stuff,

but I'm real anxious
to be proved wrong.

Harden, Tania's been doing
some research for us on
Professor Terry Baines.

Why don't you see if
any of this jibes with
what you already know?

I did a little workup
on Terry Baines'
intellectual background.

As you know,
he teaches dream reality
at Bradfield College.

But what may be
new to you is this.

He doesn't base his
interpretation of dreams
on Sigmund Freud.

The cornerstone of
his entire philosophy

is Edgar Allan Poe's
book Eureka.

Poe? But he writes
horror stories.

Right, and I thought they
were all just treatments
for Roger Corman movies.

Oh, yeah.

Poe thinks the dream world
is ideal reality

and that normal waking
consciousness is all
compromise and lies.

Right, and that fits
with what I learned
from Peter Ladd,

the kid who jumped
last weekend.

See, Baines is developing
this new designer drug
called Bliss.

The university was
financing his research

because they thought it
would be invaluable for
terminal cancer patients.

But some of the more
conservative professors
formed a block against him

and they cut off his funding.
That set him off.

Correct. But there's
more to all this
than just drugs.

Thanks.

Just doing my job, Detective.

She's the best, Harden.

Listen, you need
any kind of help,

you just want to phone in,
you use this.

Go on!

That's real handy for
ordering pizza, too.

(EXCLAIMING)

Jane Mason was termed
"schizophrenic" by
her psychiatrists

because she told them
she heard voices.

Okay, fair enough.

But then, all the great
religious leaders
from the past,

Saint Joan, Saint Paul,

well, they tell us that
they heard voices, too.

So then, according to modern
psychiatric standards,

perhaps all religious
prophets are mad.

If Buddha or Jesus
were alive today,

he'd be wrapped
in a big shirt,

pumped full of
mood elevators,

and subjected to 10 years
of useless talk therapy

designed to make him
come out as dull as
George Bush. (Sr.)

(ALL LAUGH)

Professor Baines?

Words of wisdom, Mr. Fallon?

You mentioned Poe before, sir.

Didn't he attempt to reach
a visionary state by using
drugs, alcohol and opium?

Well, that's true.

But remember, kitties,
with Poe, drugs were
never merely recreational.

You see, Poe understood
what all the great religious
leaders knew.

That the waking world is
really the world of sleep,

of half-consciousness,
and we need desperately
to wake up from that world.

Okay, I think that's
enough for today.

Look, when we meet
again tomorrow, guys,

try to say something
remarkable, 'cause I'm
starting to get bored up here.

That's an interesting
observation, Fallon,

but I couldn't help noticing
that all of your comments
seem to be referring to drugs.

My interest is purely
academic, sir.

But it is interesting
how many great writers
and artists

experimented with them.

(GIRL LAUGHING)
Well, that's because any
truly revolutionary artist

is never satisfied
with the term "reality."
Wow.

A term usually
defined by bankers.

I know what Poe was
getting at, sir.

Most of my generation
is so lame.

They live on the most
superficial level,
cars, VCRs...

Thank you...
I have to go, excuse me.

Claire, we have to go.
I got that appointment.

Mmm-hmm.

Prof. Ray Donnor,
I'm auditing your class.

It was a great lecture.

Thank you.
Claire, let's go.

I enjoyed talking to you.
Maybe I'll see you
in the quad.

I hope so.

Listen, Ray,
I think Baines'
got eyes for Claire.

When you come onto her,
he gets wierded out,

and it blows what
I'm trying to do.

Well, maybe you should
take another look, dude,

'cause I just got an invite
to go to the professor's
party this weekend.

I know all about it,
I'm going myself.
That's not the point.

I'm starting to develop
a relationship with Baines.

You saw how he was
talking to me in class.
He was starting to bite.

I saw a teacher talking
to a brown-nosing student,

and afterwards, I saw
him walk away from you,

which you then turn around
and blame me for!

Just 'cause I'm not
thinking with my crotch.

That's wrong, man,
totally wrong.

You're not getting anywhere,
so you get bent out of shape
'cause I am.

Well, don't mess up
what I got going.
Butt out!

( ♪ Kiss Me When I Get Back
- Tom Tom Club ♪ )

Well, that's interesting.
I'll be there.

So, Zack, you write poetry?
Interesting.

I've read a lot
of your writing.

Well, that's not poetry.

Oh, it's better
than most poetry.
It's revolutionary.

It's a great honor to
be in your class, sir.

Thank you.
Have a good time
at the party, huh?

I'll just go get
something to drink.

I'm just gonna be
back in a minute.

So, you dig Fallon?

What if I do? Will you
be insanely jealous?

Nah, I ain't
the jealous type,

unless it comes to
the good professor.

You think that I'm
getting it on with him?
That's pretty silly.

Does that mean you're not?

That means it's none
of your business.

Where's the hotshot?

He's up there,
going for it.

Come here.

What are we doing here?

(SHUSHING)

Here we are,
practically all alone.

CLAIRE: Except for the fact
that there's 20 people
on the terrace.

RAY: That's what
makes it a challenge.
Without getting caught?

(SHUSHING)

Well, the answer to
your last question,
Mr. Donnor,

is quite obviously no.

Why don't you go back
to the party, Claire?

Now.

I hope you're not upset,
Prof.

Well, you are
quite the ladies' man,
aren't you, Mr. Donnor?

Ah, Joey, there you are.

Yeah.

Hey, this is some
great building.

I was downstairs
looking at that fountain.

Italian marble, isn't it?

Mmm-hmm. It's from
the Renaissance.

This building was once
owned by Al Capone
in the 1920s,

and he liberated
the fountain from Sicily.

Hey, since you like
old things so much,
then come with me,

I'll show you something
that will give you
a real thrill.

Take a seat.

It's my prize.

I found it
on a trip to Africa.

See, the natives believe
that if you cut
a man with this,

he'll be powerless
to lie to you.

Interesting, huh?

For example, if I was
to cut your face
with this knife,

and then ask if you
were just in here going
through my personal things,

well, you would have
to tell me the truth.

Are you asking me, Terry?

'Cause the answer is no.

I prefer a more
direct approach.

(CHUCKLING) Well.

Well, that's very
commendable.

Like what?

Well, as your loyal student,
I've been doing my homework,

and I've discovered that
you've lost your backing
at the college.

They pulled
your grant money,

and your never gonna be
able to finish developing
that magic pill.

Who told you
these stories, Joey?

Look, Terry,

designer drugs
are coming back in
like tie-dyed T-shirts.

I make it
my business to know
who's the best chemist,

and I got a buyer.

Hmm.

How did I know that
your interest in school
is less than academic?

(YELLS)

(LAUGHING)

You see, Joey,
there are no families
out there anymore.

The government is just a bunch
of vegematic salesmen,

and God has gone on
permanent vacation.

America's turned into
a big stadium

where a bunch of morons
in identical blue raincoats

watch an endless
football game.

But I can change all that
with my little pill.

I can do what 1,000 hours
of reading books

or discussing the great ideas
can never accomplish.

I can make people see, Joey.

So I'd love to
meet your buyer.

Tomorrow at 10:00.
At Penrod's.

And Joey, no more games.

Right, Terry.

I'll leave those up to you.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(CHUCKLING)
Dom Perignon in
the afternoon.

Mmm. Cheers.

Cheers.

I like that. I like you.

It's getting hot in here.

I thought that was
the girl's line.

Yeah. It's just
that I like you.

I respect you.

How nice.

( ♪ What I Am
- Edie Brickell & New Bohemians ♪ )

(CLAIRE LAUGHING)

Claire...

You're terrific.

You are so incredibly
beautiful!

But, look, we're
not running a race,

so we don't have
to go so fast.

You just have to learn
to trust your feelings.

Terry always tells us...
Terry? Terry?

Do you know what Terry is?

I know he can seem
weird sometimes,

but he's just trying
to get us to realize
our full potential.

Claire, listen to yourself.

The guy's a sadist,
he's a control freak.

Ray, Terry's not like
the other professors.

They only ask questions.
He tries to get answers.

So he attracts some
really smart kids,

and some really
messed up ones,
like Lisa and Peter.

Lisa?

He told me about this woman
that he was involved with

when he taught
at Towson State.

He was crazy about her,
but she got killed
in a boating accident.

That's exactly my point.

You're wrong.

He saw things in me
that no one else ever did.

He knows things about me.

Not only did I think
that he was the smartest
man I ever met,

but I also thought
he was the kindest.

But lately,

I'm afraid.

It's okay.

Claire, Claire.

It's okay.

Professor, I'd like you
to meet a good
friend of mine,

Dan Hoffman,
from New York.

Mr. Hoffman.
New York, huh?
Mmm-hmm.

I used to live there
myself, in SoHo,

before the bankers
took it over.

Yeah, know what you mean.

First thing they do is
kick out all the artists,

second thing they do is
dress up like artists
themselves.

Hmm.

Joey, why don't you
go play with some
of the co-eds?

Yeah, sure.
Good boy.

So, Mr. Hoffman,

Joey tells me that you
are interested in,

shall we say,
bettering the world
through chemistry.

That's true.

You might consider me
a kind of chemical
Mother Teresa.

With one difference.

I got a very active interest
in the profit motive.

Somehow, I sort of
suspected that.

(PHONE RINGING)

Hello.
Hey.

Nice move, Ray.
You saved my butt.

Yeah, well, that don't mean
we gotta become pals
or anything, does it?

No, we wouldn't want that.

But I owe you.
Forget about it.

Look, have Tania check out
a girl named Lisa Wells,
from Baltimore.

She was a drowning victim.
You get anything?

Could be, yeah.
We've set up another meet.

Look, I gotta run,
so you watch your
butt, right?

Right.

(PHONE RINGING)

Just because I saved
your life don't mean
I gotta answer the...

CLAIRE: Ray, it's me.

I remembered something
weird Peter said about
Terry's experiments.

We should check his file.

Meet me at Terry's office,
Harrison Hall, half an hour.

Got it.

Harden here.

I'm gonna beat you to
the punch, Baltimore.

These are reports of
some kind of experiment.
Listen.

"Gave patient P
300 milligrams of
Bliss at 10:00 a.m.

"Subject P experienced
level four by 11:00 a.m.

"Very positive."
What was that?

Nothing.

Listen, this is
two days later.

"Subject P has
become angry.

"He demanded the drug
in greater doses,
and when I refused,

"he threatened
to tell the Dean
about experiments.

"This rage, worst
side-effect of Bliss.
Must work to reduce it,

"and must endeavor
to work with Peter,

"explain to him the
importance of secrecy."

I did work with Peter,
or at least I tried to.

(GUN COCKING)

But he was soft, weak.

Drop it,
or I give her a bullet.

A gun?

Who would carry a gun?
A dealer?

A cop, maybe?
A cop?

Get serious, Baines.

(SHUSHING)

It's a pity that
you're so obvious in
your affections, Claire.

See, I did try to teach her
an appreciation of subtlety.

But it's terribly
disappointing.

Make sure we get it all.
Yeah.

All of it.

Oh, God, Ray!

Okay, let's
cover him up.

Hey. Hey, you!
You be careful with him.

That was my partner,
you hear me?

Cool down.

The hell with that.

The cowboy and Claire,
they didn't die in
no car wreck.

Now I'm taking that
son of a bitch Baines
out myself, Cutter,

you hear me?
That's right, man.

From now on we're
playing by a whole
new set of rules.

Bull. Come here.
Hey, you! You!
Get over here.

CUTTER: This is the kind
of cops you guys are, huh?

First time something goes bad,
you turn into a couple of
cheap-jack vigilantes?

Well, that don't
make it with me, man.

What the hell are we
supposed to do, then?

That cat ain't gonna
sell us Aspirin now, not
with all this heat around.

We're not gonna
get him legally,
he's gonna walk.

Like hell. You listen to me.
Ray. Ray blew in.

He played cowboy.
He's laying in the street.

You're gonna calm down,
both of you, and then
you're gonna think.

(SCOFFING) Oh, great.
Think about what,
for God's sake?

Think about how to get in,
about how he works,
what he needs.

Later, man.
I'm out of here.

How would you rate
our collaboration
so far, Cutter?

Utter failure,
or a total disaster?

Come here, come here!
You got something to say,
say it, kid.

I'm not in the mood
for witty banter.

Here's the deal.
I'm still in this
with you

because I can't figure out
a way to get out.

But as soon as
this case is finished,
we're history.

Fine, 'cause
with that attitude,
I don't need you anyway.

What the hell
do you expect?
This doesn't work.

You don't need
a lamp to see that.

I see that I made
a mistake about Ray.

He was a brilliant young cop,
but I misjudged his ability
to work with other people.

His death is on my hands,
and I won't forget it
as long as I live.

But I still think
you could do it.

Make a team
with these guys.

God, I guess this is it.

Hey, man,
I don't want to quit.

I know, but with
Harden out of it,
there's no way.

We can't stay
undercover alone.

My old man,
he was a cop.

Best damn cop in Baltimore.

Ended up shot in an alley

by his partner
who was dealing scag.

That's pretty cold.

That why you don't
want partners?

Could be.

But maybe I just
don't trust Cutter.

Oh, come on.

As Ray's boss.
Wait a minute.

Now, Cutter is not only
the best cop I know,
he's the best man.

Now, when my daddy died,
he flew with me to Arkansas,

and he stayed up with me
three nights in a row,

talking me through
the whole thing.

That's just
the kind of man he is.

That right?

Yeah.

Come on.

(ZACK WHOOPS)

Terry Baines was accepted
for a fellowship to
the Menninger Clinic,

but he left under a cloud
after his roommate
committed suicide.

Now, Tania's come up with
something else on this.

Okay, Lisa Wells,
the woman from Towson.

Apparently, she was
a patent lawyer
working for Baines,

crazy about him, and was
putting a lot of pressure
on him to marry her,

when she accidentally
drowned.

Like Peter Ladd,
she came from
a broken home.

In fact, all of Baines' crew
have a remarkably similar
emotional makeup.

Pig, Antonio, Peter, Claire,
all from broken homes.

And most of them
have spent time in
psychiatric clinics.

That fits.
Let's nail him.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

Come.

Professor Baines...
Oh. I see you're busy.
I'm sorry to bother you.

Oh, no, no, no,
nonsense, Zack,
I'm just grading papers.

Half-baked ideas written
by functional illiterates.
Come on in.

I know I don't have
any right to be here.

I just don't know
where else to go.

Well, I'm sure it's
not as bad as all that.

(WHISTLES)

How?

My father, sir,
he's a big man,
and a drinker.

He found a poem I was writing.

Zack, there are

authorities for
that kind of thing.

No, I come from a small town.
My father's the mayor there.

Lions Club, Kiwanis,
you know the kind of guy
I'm talking about, sir.

The checkered pants,
the white belt.

Yeah. Mr. Haute Couture.

Loved by all the local
gentry, no doubt.

Sure. King of
the appliance salesmen.

But when he gets loaded,

and he starts talking
about all his glory days
on the gridiron,

well, he gets mean,

and he blames it all on me,
his beatnik Commie son.

New Babbitts. Ignorant,
arrogant and brutal.

I just keep having
these thoughts, sir,
of just ending it all.

Oh, Zack,

I know exactly
how you feel.

But there are other ways,
believe me.

Only they take courage.

What are they?
Tell me.

First, you must forget
that your parents are alive.

You have to step away
from them as if...

As if you were an astronaut,
and they were already
on another planet.

Do you think
you could do that?

If you helped me, sir.

If you helped me,
I think I can.

Good.

PIG: Looks like he's starting
to feel it, Professor.

ANTONIO: Looks more like
he's starting to freak out.

Maybe you should have told him
he was taking the drug

instead of just dumping it
in his coffee.

Mmm-hmm, and then
have him sit there
waiting to go on his trip?

No, this way you get
a pure response.

Okay, get him out of there.
Get him out of there!

ZACK: Hey!

I know who you are, man.

I know who you are.
You're not me.

I know what I am.
You're not me.

Uh-oh!
Zack?

(SCREAMING)

Come on, now, Zack.
Easy does it, huh?
Come on.

(ZACK SCREAMING)

Hold on, Zackie boy.

Zack! Zack, wait!

Come on, Zack, wait up.

(TRUCK HORN BLARING)

Get out of the road!
Zack!

Zack!

(EXCLAIMING)

Wait! We missed the boat.
We missed the boat.

No, wait!
I saw it.

Joey, how are you?

I'm okay. We got
serious problems,
Professor.

For one, my buyer's split.
Says he can't take the heat.

Oh, it's a minor
inconvenience.

Once you've got
a good product,

the buyers are gonna
come out like wolves.

What about Zack?

I mean,
I just talked to him,
and he's real freaked.

Says he's still flying.
And he's going to the cops.

So what?
Zack's a nutcase.

Who's gonna believe
his word against mine?

That may have been true
in the past, Terry,

but with the death
of Peter Ladd,

and Ray and Claire's
little auto accident,

I bet you he could find
some interested listeners.

Zack's charges are absurd.

But speaking theoretically,
what would you have me do?

Meet me at Harrison Hall
tonight at midnight.
I'll show you.

I mentioned Harrison Hall,
and you bring me here?

Maybe Terry likes
the view from here better.

You don't mind,
do you, hotshot?

Come on, pal.

Let's go, Zack.

Gee, Ter, and I thought
the teacherlpupil relationship
was built on mutual trust.

He's clean.

Now I trust you.

It's 12:15.
I can barely hear him.
Something's gone down wrong.

Leave the backup.
Let's hit it.

(ENGINE STARTS)

So Joey, why was I
invited up here?

'Cause Zackie here
wants to show you
how sorry he is

he freaked out
the other day.

Right, Zackie?

That's right,
Professor Baines.

I'm gonna be just like
old Mr. Poe, and fall
into the tarn.

Yes, you will, Zack.

JOEY: We're gonna
take a little walk
together, right, Andrews?

Rebuild our meaningful
relationship.

Yeah, sure.

We're gonna take
one step together,
Andrews.

And remember,
I'm with you,

and Terry, too.

Take a walk on
the wild side, Zackie.

I can do it.

I can, Professor Baines.

I'll never let you down
ever again.

A little closer, Zack.
A little closer.

Come on, what are you
waiting for, Zack?

I don't know, maybe
he doesn't wanna go.

Well, he has to go on.

Hey, Joey, I thought
you were gonna take
care of this for me.

Now, you've been
doing beautifully so far.
Don't disappoint me now.

I want to,
but I feel kind of sick.

It's just nerves.

Hey, look, when I did Lisa,
puked my guts out.

TERRY: By the time
I got to Peter,
better than sex.

Now do it!

Up ahead. It's gotta be
one of those two buildings.

That's very interesting,
Terry.

Now, you're under
arrest for murder.

Don't even think about it.
Drop them!

You forgot one thing, Fallon.
You're not wearing a wire.

It's gonna be your word
against all of ours.

Not really, Ter.

Hey, hey! What are
you guys doing up...

Okay, come on, boys.
Drop them!

Bad cops, found with drugs,
offed by angry dealers.

You guys made it
real easy for me.
Like hell!

The fat boy will
probably crack up
and tell his mother.

Shut the hell
up, cop!

Hey, Piggy, let me show you
how I call the hogs
down at home.

We say, "Ooh, pig!"

Shut up.
We say, "Ooh, pig!"

(ALL SHOUTING)

(GRUNTING)

Freeze! All of you.

(SCREAMING)

(EXHALES)

You okay, kid?

Yeah.

Though I never want
a place with a view again.

How'd we do there,
Captain?

Not bad, for a bunch
of hotshots.

You didn't do
too bad either, Cut,
for an old slow guy.

It sure don't seem right
without the old surf
cowboy here, man.

I wish Ray was with us.

Maybe we ought to
keep on keeping on.

Hey, what do you say?
I'll buy you dinner.
We'll talk about it.

Hard-headed man,
isn't he?

Yeah, that's his trademark.

Yeah?

Well, he doesn't have
a patent on it.

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