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I refuse to believe that it's 5:00 in the morning.

I refuse to believe that two hours of witty conversation...

and non-stop charm, have been terminated...

because you decided to play Dudley Do-Right.

She was all over me, Crockett.

I mean, that woman was so fine, she could kick start a 747.

Did you bring the money, man?

Crummy two-key deal.

Probably won't even get past the preliminary.

Code 1-9, heading west towards Biscayne.

Hey!

This was supposed to be a lightweight deal.

Yeah, that's what we thought till the fireworks started.

Boy, it's been a real all-star season for drug rip-offs.

Ten in the last three weeks. Seven by the same group.

What do we know about these guys?

Hey! Not now, will you please?

Take a walk.

They come well-prepared.

Interarms KG-99 machine pistols...

and they're not in the habit of leaving witnesses.

We gave Homicide the license number.

Where did Switek and Zito get a line on this deal?

They put a wiretap on the guys that got shot.

Look, go home, you guys. Get some rest.

I mean it.

- Heads up. - Whoa.

Hey, young blood.

Hope that didn't take too much out of you.

What, are you gift-wrapping that corn?

You hear how close we came to busting Echeveria Friday night?

The Colombian supplier?

Hey, Calabrese, how you coming with that lobster?

Terrible. You got a billy club around here?

A billy club? I'd just mace this sucker first.

We're having dinner with him, up in Lauderdale...

doing our "Loose Money From Detroit" routine.

Where's the tinfoil? Throw me the foil, baby.

Yeah, things are getting real for me. We're about to start talking numbers...

when all of a sudden this bailiff Jake knows from the county courthouse...

tips his seven-and-seven to us from the bar.

You could have made this guy with a red cane.

I'm talking civil servant right down to his size 14...

wingtips and Mason ring.

- So, Echavera... - Echeveria.

Echeveria gets hinky and immediately backs out of the whole deal.

Hey, Ricardo, hand me that fork there, bud.

So, how did Echeveria know that he was tipping his drink at you?

Didn't I tell you? He's a friend of Jake.

So, your dealer didn't know that. Come on, guys.

Where's your imagination, your initiative?

Okay, coach. What would you have done?

I immediately get in the guy's face, ask him:

“Who's the yo-yo in the button-down shirt blowing kisses at you from the bar?"

Then I'd accuse him of being a cop.

I'd storm out of the joint and refuse to talk to him for at least two weeks.

By then, the guy would be begging to make you a deal.

That's street-corner theatre. We do that kind of stuff all the time.

Yeah, well, maybe waiting around two weeks...

for an "if-maybe" might be your guys' style...

but Bobby and I are Jumping Jack Flash and Captain Go-Fast.

Yeah, right!

I see.

You don't believe me?

All right. This fellow right here says that we make more busts...

for more weight than you two by the end of the month.

- Oh, I don't know. - Are we on?

Put it away, kid. I don't wanna take your money.

Hey, Teresa, do these guys ever punch out?

Yeah, once a month he takes me to see Serpico.

Too bad. He could've used the company.

- Okay, baby face, you're on. - All right! You're on.

And now for the piéce de résistance.

- Oh, yes. - Man's work.

- Hey, Gina, let me help. - A man coming through.

Oh, my God!

Tubbs, that was $28.95!

I hope he likes the local waters.

Don't really have much to tell you.

We were sitting on Frito and Perez for about a week.

Some middleman called...

offered to set him up with a couple of guys and three keys of coke.

The middleman, what was his name?

- Desmond. - Right. Desmond Maxwell.

Talks with a Jamaican accent, man.

Desmond Maxwell.

Well, that's our 10:00 and it's early.

I still got to reload the camera here.

- Yeah, sure. - Try to blend in, will you, guys?

All right. Yeah, buddy! All right. What's up, y'all?

Daytona 365 party car! Rocket to the moon.

I've got the look you want to know better?

We got the glasses that's all together

Let me show you what I got, my man. I got Dunhill, all right?

I got Vuarnet, all right? I got Carrera.

These glasses are real good. There's glare resistance, water resistance...

contender tough to Cassie, and a lot less dangerous to wear.

Sunglasses? That's it?

I thought you said when you phoned we was gonna do some business.

Man, you better be glad I'm a Pisces and don't offend easy.

Outside I have a car, that car has a trunk.

You dig music man? I got Duran Duran. Front-runner of fashion pop.

I got Blondie. I got Toots and the crazy Maytals.

I got those tapes and more.

I guess you need something to play them. How about 30 Technics M2453?

What's wrong, baby? You don't like music? How about VCRs?

I got one Hitachi in the trunk that represents 50 back at the warehouse.

What's that? Termites, man?

No. Construction next door.

Hustler '82! I got back issues.

I got Playboy, Oui, Boobs & Buns, and Gent.

What's wrong, homeboy? You don't like books?

I'll tell you what I got. I got two gross Calvin Klein underwear.

Let me tell you what colours I got. I got ivory and shell pink.

But I know this being the beginning of the season...

I'm quite sure you fellas wanna, like, shop around.

I can always come back next week.

I hope you got a good lawyer in them pockets of yours, motor mouth.

Yeah, man.

Where you gonna be?

Like, a total miscarriage of justice!

- Hey, Bobby, Jake. - Heard about your friends in the van.

- You guys okay? - Everything's cool.

And you let them get away?

Guys, where's your sense of initiative, imagination?

Yeah. Can you guys do a little homework for me?

No way, champ. We got a business appointment.

Who's your backup?

There's no money involved, just a preliminary.

By the way, Crockett...

I made a reservation in my checking account this morning.

- Yeah, well it better be a withdrawal. - Yeah.

We're gonna wanna circulate this guy in some suburban lockups...

for a couple of weeks till the burglary operation wraps up.

We don't want him yapping over six counties.

You must be joking. You're looking at Mr. Silence.

You can't torture nothing out of me.

Name?

Nugart Neville Lamont, The Noogman.

You got some pretty legs, mamma.

You can call me Noogie, that's if you wanna boogie.

Excuse me. That's some motivating perfume, mamma.

I ain't ashamed to tell you. What's that, Je Reviens?

Estée Lauder White Linen?

No, that's that '82 private stock. Yeah.

Trudy, you got that info on Desmond Maxwell?

- My computer drew a total blank. - Keep checking.

- Stop it. - I don't know about you, Detective.

- This is a municipal building... - But I'm getting very bored...

- ...for goodness sake. - ...with this strangers on the train routine.

I was thinking maybe I'd pick up a couple of pounds of cracked crab...

and maybe a couple of bottles of...

- Special delivery, Sonny. - Thank you.

Yeah. Let's see. Where was I?

Oh, yes. A couple of bottles of DP and throw them on ice.

Then we'll sail out off Key Biscayne, a little music. A little...

- I'm sorry. Where were we? - About 10 miles out into the Atlantic.

That your bank statement or did you just win the lottery?

"The Superior Court of Florida... ...that Caroline Crockett...

"does hereby petition for dissolution of marriage from James Sonny Crockett."

There ought to be a law against form letters.

Sonny, we can always take a rain check on dinner.

Absolutely not. I've been expecting this a long time.

8:00?

You keep that sorry excuse for a reptile below deck...

- and you've got yourself a deal. - It's a date then.

I just got a ballistics report.

- 10-to-1 it's an Uzi. - That kind of spray pattern gets serious.

Yeah, so what's your guess, Professor?

Definitely machine pistols. Interarms KG-99.

So, it's the same rip-off scheme that's tied into all the rest?

Opa-Locka last week. Overtown three days ago.

That shooting at Dadeland Mall where the 10-year-old kid was hit.

We're into some major crazies here.

Sonny, your informant wants to talk to you.

What informant? That joker? He's no informant.

I think he is now.

Yeah, man, where you taking me, homeboy?

What you doing to me, man? Easy. I'm the Noogman.

- Relax. - Know who you dealing with?

I'm the noogie-noogie-woogie.

Okay, Tubbs, you can unveil the Mona Lisa.

Just as I thought: tacky.

Let's hear it.

I've been doing some thinking. I'm much too young and too fine...

to do any more time.

So, I'm gonna do you fellows a favour.

Like what, put a sock in your mouth?

Mirth, I love it. But seriously fellows...

I couldn't help overhearing on the radio earlier...

about a couple of Colombians that got bumped this morning.

Now, I may be able to do something for you on that one.

- Oh, yeah? Like what? - Well, I don't know who the shooters were...

but a homeboy of mine set up the deal.

A fellow by the name of...

Desmond Maxwell ring a bell?

So you fellows wanna do business together, or what?

I'm kind of thirsty. Y'all got any Perrier around?

With a twist.

Fellow by the name of Desmond Maxwell. A Jamaican dude.

- What's in it for me? - If you come across anything...

$100 and a brand-new VCR.

- Front loading? - You know that.

- Okay. - Take care of it.

How much more of this hot comedy are we gonna put up with?

Jamaica town is only 10 blocks square. Give me a break, man.

I will serve no swine before his time.

See that dude over there? My man makes a living...

burning down cleaners. Ramon!

- What's up? - People jealous of the Noogman.

How you feel, man?

My man makes a living selling stolen gravity boots.

Hey, Lamont, spare us the Fortune 500 of the sleazoid set, will you?

I'm getting a little rusty around the edges.

I need a little pick-me-up.

I got a friend that lives right around the corner.

You wanna get high?

It'd serve the purpose.

You understand? What's up?

Listen, little squirrel, we don't work our informants that way. Got it?

- Forget I said anything, man. - Great.

Buggy ride with a damn junkie.

I ain't no junkie. I'm a speed freak. Hold it! What day is it?

The day you go to jail, buddy.

Tuesday. Dominos. Desmond plays dominos every Tuesday afternoon.

Man, I swear to God. Just give me one more chance.

And I swear to God if I'm lying, may God strike me down right here!

Don Rickles and you know that.

What's up, homeboy? What it look like? What you got?

- Did you hear that? - What, man?

Two-minute warning, pal.

Look, pay dirt.

- Is that Desmond? - That's Desmond's main man, Antonio.

They used to promote dogfights down in Sweetwater.

Man, give me $80.

Get out of here. Wait till he comes back out.

You think he wants to be seen passing info at the bar?

Is you drunk, man? Give me some money.

All right. Here's $60, and it better be good.

Don't even worry about it, man. You wait here. Homeboy.

What's up? How you doing? My man? How you feeling?

What's up? Big ups. I'll be back.

You trust this dude?

Man, you better get used to working with informers.

Down here they account for about 80% of our cases.

I hope he steps it up.

I got to meet Caroline and her lawyer in an hour.

The divorce?

I got confirmation of the court date this morning in the mail.

Man, I'll tell you.

It sure takes the wind out of your sails to see it there on the calendar.

Cabbie!

There you go. I was just looking for you guys.

April Fools' is over, yellow socks.

There's a lead I have to check out now. Desmond's in Lauderdale.

- Shut up. - No.

You go out of your way to help young kids and animals...

and look what you go through.

You little worm. How did you hear about Desmond?

From the police report. Must've lifted it off of Don's desk.

You know, that's another six months...

on the "D" yard softball team, yellow socks.

All right. I'll be honest with you, man. I don't know this guy Desmond.

I've been in jail for a year, all right?

When I got in the streets, I thought I could use my old connections.

But I don't know nobody, and that's the square biz, homeboy.

I must have lost my mind giving this grease stain $60.

- Get up, you. - You guys been real good to me.

You know what I'm saying, homeboy?

From now on, you ride in the back seat.

Detective Crockett.

- Hi, Caroline. - Hi.

- Oh, honey. - Nothing, just an accident.

Caroline has informed me there won't be any problems...

with the settlement, properties, insurance, responsibility of debts.

- It seems like a very amicable divorce. - Yeah, it is.

In fact, I don't even know why we need you.

Good afternoon. Our specials today are the cold pasta salad...

the boneless squab stuffed with foie gras and the John Dory sauteed.

Give me a bourbon, straight up.

As far as the custody matter is concerned...

you'll be able to spend as much time with your son...

as travel and your work schedule will allow.

What travel? Ten minutes on the expressway?

I've made a very hard decision, Sonny.

Billy and I are moving back to Atlanta.

I've got a firm job offer from Stanhope Clinic...

and you know what that means to me.

Plus, Billy has his cousins and his grandparents there.

No way, Caroline.

No way are you taking my kid out of this state.

Sonny, we already agreed he should stay with me.

Now, you just have to accept that I have my own life now.

Yeah, well, I have my own life, too...

and a big part of that includes being a father.

So forget it, Caroline. No damn way.

Now you know why I hired a lawyer.

I'm not going to back down, Sonny. I'm sorry.

Okay, Caroline. I'll buy into this game.

I'll buy in all the way.

Oh, Mr. Crockett.

Crockett. Yeah, Tubbs.

Where?

Stay back.

Bobby died instantly...

and Jake's just holding on by a thread.

It's just a preliminary meet.

It was supposed to be a preliminary meet.

Yeah.

They both got hit with machine pistols.

- The same guys that tried to get us? - Have to wait for ballistics.

We found this recorder on Bobby, and this was still in it.

There he is.

Hey, brother, what it is?

- What it is, man? - Jamaican.

- Hey, you alone? - Just me, man.

- You got the cash? - When do we get to see the dope?

Where the hell's their backup?

They didn't request any. It was supposed to be an introduction.

Right now?

- They were gonna try and pop him. - Why?

Right here, man. Take a look.

All right. Miami Vice. You're under arrest!

They're alone. Why are they playing gunslinger?

Put your hands on the bench. Right now, man!

Jake, look out!

Bobby, I'm hit.

Three...

Ja...

mai... cans.

He's trying to identify them.

Three...

Ja...

mai... cans.

Lester, is there any way that you can clean up that last part?

I can pull up the low and phase out some of the background.

- Do it. - Ballistics.

Extractor marks on the casings are from an Interarms KG-99.

Sonny, I called the DEA boys...

and there's nothing current on Desmond Maxwell in this state...

but he did some federal time up in Atlanta.

Atlanta. Where have I heard that before?

Oh, yeah. It looks like somebody else we know...

did time with Desmond Maxwell in Atlanta.

- Who? - Our old buddy Noogie Lamont.

The little twerp's holding out on us.

What's love got to do with this

Give me a cigarette. I left mine in the machine.

What's love but a secondhand emotion

What's up? Run it down. What it be like? And you know that.

You did time with Desmond Maxwell in Atlanta. We want an introduction.

Desmond Maxwell. That's a dangerous individual.

- It's your only way out, Lamont. - Out?

Who wants out? Three squares a day. Stimulating conversation.

Daytime soaps, and a great dental plan.

Besides, I'm a lover, not a fighter.

Desmond Maxwell is a stone-cold killer.

So, you're a lover, huh?

Did you ever hear of a guy by the name of Boogaloo Jones?

350-pound freakazoid? Who hasn't?

Well, I hear that he's sitting all by himself in a cell up on "C" block.

And I heard he just loves guys like you.

- You wouldn't. - He would.

He's totally without scruples.

What's it gonna be, lover boy?

What do you want me to do?

Set up a drug deal between Desmond and us.

What's the set-up?

Desmond don't like to make deals on the street.

But because of the family ties, he said he'd see what he could do for you.

So just chill out, homeboy.

Desmond, my man. What's up?

What it look like? These are players.

Meet Sonny Bates. Rico's Montego Bay by way of Brooklyn.

Brought them here to do some business with you.

- They cool, man. I'm telling you. - Cool running, man.

- What on your mind, man? - Sit yourself down.

We're hoping that 300K can get...

ten keys of some majestic blow.

Take us back to Fun City.

I don't deal with strangers.

Hey, brother man. What you talking about stranger?

Didn't you do time with Noogie?

True? Friend of a friend.

I used to spend some time at Star Jam in Montego.

We probably know a lot of the same people.

I know the Star Jam.

- Noogie, get me some cigarettes. - You got it, homeboy.

Let's not waste any more time. We got $300,000, cash.

We'll be at this address until midnight.

After that, we and our money are a memory.

Cool running, man.

You know, you just gave that dude Noogie's number?

I figured it'd read better than the downtown precinct.

- You gonna tell Noogie? - If I do, he wouldn't go through with it.

Besides, he'll be covered. It's called "baiting the trap."

Know what you're doing? You're hanging that dude out to dry.

Yeah, I'm endangering the guy's life, and I'm not telling him.

- Hey, man, you're cutting too many corners. - What, you don't?

I'm sorry, Tubbs, but I've known Jake and Bobby since the academy.

I brought them along, man.

If something happens to him, it's gonna haunt me for a long time.

And guess what? I'm doing it anyway.

We'll set up surveillance and three teams of backups.

Man, I'm free, the cigarettes ain't. You can thank me later, homeboy.

Tu bbs.

Where you been? We just picked up the shooters.

The guys that shot Jake and Bobby?

- Yeah. They're down at Homicide. - We'll be right there.

Noogie, operation's cancelled.

- Seriously? - You're off the hook.

- What? - So are you.

Homicide just grabbed the shooters.

All right. It was nice doing business with you fellas, man.

Noogs, you take care of yourself, you hear?

All right. You know you're all right with me, homeboy.

You my man. You know that. You too, man.

- Take care of yourself. - You, too.

When you gonna let me bust? He ain't nothing.

What's up? What's up with this?

What you be talking? Murder?

I've just been driving with my brother when the man is coming down on us.

I don't murder no man, no how.

You and your friend were found driving the van...

seen at the shooting this morning, Tyler.

Same make, same model. Identical plates.

Look, man. Don't make it any worse on yourself now.

I already told the other officer...

we found the van abandoned at 123rd and the river.

The keys were still in it.

I don't murder no man. God be my judge.

If his story was any more lame, it'd be on crutches.

Any leads on the third guy?

Give me another 20 minutes with Uncle Rod there...

and we'll be batting a thousand.

Looks like to me you've already had your share of playing time.

Hey, so he got banged up a little. It happened during the chase.

I must've missed that on the arrest report. What chase was that?

The one around the table in there.

I caught up with him about the third go-around.

By the time I got finished, he couldn't stop singing.

That's real smart, Alessi.

- Cool it, Crockett. - Prime suspect in a cop murder...

and you risk getting the case thrown out of some appeals court...

because of your bush league, backroom, rubber hose techniques.

- Crockett, what... - Crockett, that's enough!

Alessi, you're gonna have to answer to Internal Affairs.

- That guy's definitely Haitian. - Well, same as his friend.

I could've sworn those voices on that tape were Jamaican.

Jamaican, Haitian, on a body bug with 40 dB's of static.

- How can you tell the difference? - I can tell.

Tubbs, let's go over to the hospital and see how Jake's doing.

Gina called me from there just 20 minutes ago. No change.

Still in a coma. Get some sleep, both of you.

Crockett, I just finished transferring the tape.

They already busted the guys, Lester.

I spent the last three-and-a-half hours decoding, phasing, and remixing this thing.

- Now you don't wanna listen to it? - Okay.

Three...

Ja... mai... cans.

Three Jamaicans.

They may not have known the difference.

- Red... - Red.

El... do...

ra... do.

Red...

El... do...

ra... do.

Red Eldorado? They were driving a red Eldorado?

The Haitians claim they found the van this morning.

The Jamaicans dumped the van after our shootout and picked up a new car.

Homicide's got the wrong guys.

The shooters are still at large, and Noogie's out there by himself.

- Hello? - Yeah, Noogie?

This is Tubbs. I got something I gotta tell you.

I got something to tell you.

There's three dudes here that wanna put that deal together.

You hear me?

All right. We have ground entrances and exits here, here and here.

There's a second-storey fire escape on the north end.

Sharpshooter Team One will be posted at 2401.

Team Two, 2403, Team Three, 2400...

and Team Four, 2402.

Tracy, you and your unit will handle the tear-gas grenades.

Coordinates will be alerted when we give our first warning with the horn.

Wait a second. Do you have any idea what you're dealing with here?

Yeah, terrorists.

You start in with that bullhorn routine and Lamont's a dead man.

None of my men are risking their hides for some lowlife.

Unless you've a better idea in mind, I'd like to move on now.

Yeah, well, he's my lowlife, pal...

and we put him into this spot...

- and I don't want him dead... - Man's saying...

we got something else in mind.

Man, all these guns are very, very unnecessary.

Your friends drive a black Ferrari?

Yeah, man.

Christmas coming

If you hear me, blink your lights.

Good. Move the shooter back on 2401.

Okay, fellas. Here we go.

Hey, Noogie. What it is, homeboy? Everything cool?

- Well, what it look like? - Didn't know it was party time.

Where's your partner, man?

I only bring him around for the really big deals.

So, where's the cash?

Yeah, right. He's funny. Let me see the stuff first.

We have the stuff, man.

I checked it out, Sonny. Everything's cool.

If Noogie says it's okay, then it's okay.

I got the cash in the car. I'll fetch it.

Take it easy, man.

Winston.

What's this?

You know, you fellows ain't showing a great deal of good faith.

Why not shut up, boy?

Okay, it's right here in the trunk.

Nice big suitcase, Jimmy.

Who's your backup?

There's no money involved, just a preliminary.

By the way, Crockett...

I made a reservation in my checking account this morning.

- Yeah, well it better be a withdrawal. - Yeah.

Hold it!

Dead.

I don't wanna die.

You're not gonna die.

Easy. It's over.

- You guys all right? - Yeah.

You?

Crockett.

- Jake's out of his coma. - All right.

- You all take good care of him, you hear? - Stay cool, brother man.

Hey, Noogie. We was just on our way to see you, man.

Glad to see you're all right, man.

You guys are too late. I'm out of here.

I brought you a present.

You guys are something else, you know that?

You try to get me bumped by three crazed Jamaicans...

and you buy me a box of candy and you think everything's cool?

Let me see what kind of candy this is. Turtles?

I hate Turtles, man. You know what I'm saying?

You know, you guys are lucky I see the overall picture.

I understand the nature of our relationship.

You know what I'm saying? You use me one time and I use you the next.

Wait a minute. What do you mean? What relationship?

I'm a walking communications network in designer jeans, baby.

I was thinking of a 5% split...

but we've gotta think of expenses, dental, and pensions.

Noogie!

What's happening, Carlotta baby?

- Noogie, you okay? - Yeah, baby, it's superficial.

In the line of duty. But I'm okay, now, you understand...

because the Noogman heal fast.

You know what I'm saying, fellas? But anytime y'all need the Noogman...

you know where I'll be at. You know what I'm saying?

What's my name? Noogie!

Nugart Neville Lamont.

The antidote to civilisation.

- Let's go see Jake. - Oh, boy, I tell you.

It takes all kinds to make a world, you know?