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Good morning.

Eat your breakfast. It's getting cold.

Yes, we're here
in the balmy sunshine.

Good. Some coffee.

- This is the life.
- Thank you.

How much money
have you spent again?

I'm really not interested.

So what's on the big agenda for today
here in...

I think we're gonna go uptown.

We're gonna meet some people tonight
up in Lauderdale.

- Get some sun today.
- What's that supposed to mean?

It means I don't want the world
thinking I'm married to a corpse.

Never let it be said
coke dealers aren't charming.

Maybe I feel like a corpse.

I still don't know why we left Jersey
to come to this dump.

- Amen.
- Woman after your own heart, Tubbs?

You got that right.

$2 million extra per annum
good enough reason, sweetheart?

This is the land of opportunity.

The upside of surveillance.

Unless I inherit
about $50 million...

I don't stand a chance in this town.

What do you think?

Do I look like a guy
that's about ready to get divorced?

- You want the truth?
- No, lie to me.

- You shaved. Definitely.
- My pal.

- Morning.
- Hi, girls.

What's new today
with America's favourite couple?

Nada.

He's being pretty tight-lipped
about how he's gonna set up shop.

We got a hose ta“ set up on Bf toke“...

about three blocks short,
if he decides to make a move.

- Okay.
- Have a ball, guys.

- Hey, Zito.
- What?

She's taking off her shirt.

My God, she's naked!

Rush in here like that
and you'll hurt yourself.

- What are you talking about?
- Let me see.

Sorry, pal. You missed it.

She was buck naked right there.

Look on the bright side of things, Sonny.

What's the bright side of divorce?

At least it's not a root canal.

You gotta have a sense of humour
about these things, man.

On the square. Look, I'm your partner, man.

You need anything, I'm here.

- Thanks, pal.
- You got it.

Hi, Janet. How are you?

Mr. Crockett.

Listen, we've discussed this,
and it's very simple.

As custodial parent,
my client will take the boy.

We'll ask for and get
a four-county restraining order.

She won't take the kid north of Palm Beach.

Hardball? We'll discuss
Mr. Crockett's lifestyle.

Vice cop who deals with dopeheads,
pimps, and scum all day?

He'll be lucky
if he sees the boy once a year.

I told you, Alan.
Visitation stays the way we discussed it.

Caroline, please. Let me handle this.

Caroline, can I speak to you?

There's no need
for extracurricular negotiation here.

Don't push it, Alan.

I had no idea.

Look...

the only reason we got involved
with these clowns in the first place...

was because you want to move to Atlanta.

And I guess...

if you think that's best...

What the hell? It's only an hour's plane ride.

Oh, Sonny.

I'm so turned around about all of this.

Now I feel like maybe I'm being selfish
about it.

Billy does need to grow up with his father...

and I could find a job down here.

I understand your client lives on a boat
somewhere with a 12-foot alligator.

- A real Mr. Rogers.
- See you in court.

- Actually, I don't think you will.
- What?

If you don't have another case,
you won't be going to court either.

What the lady's trying to say
is you're both fired.

Caroline, let's stop this nonsense
and get back into...

And another thing, scrub.

You speak to Caroline like that again...

I'll wrap you around
your endangered-species briefcase.

Our divorce was a bigger failure
than our marriage.

Car's on its way up, Mr. C.

Where are you going?

Teddy's fitting me
for some suits.

- I'll be back in an hour.
- Can I come?

Do these dealers do anything
besides buy clothes, or what?

Yeah. They buy cars.

Tail car one, start your engine.

He's going to the tailor.

- Where's Nicky?
- He's in the john. He'll be right out.

What's the matter with that kid?

They just hit him.

Drop it. Now.

Now!

Get away from the car. Get your hands up.

You stand right there!

It's a grey '83 Camaro.
He's heading north on Brickell.

Unit 44, a 2-10 in progress.
Canalli Liquor Store, 17th and Victor.

The grey Camaro suspect vehicle...

in the Castranova shooting
at the Flamingo Towers this morning...

has been spotted
in the parking lot of Desiree Motel.

Castranova?

That was my stakeout
at the Flamingo Towers on Castranova.

- What happened?
- Three guys were wasted.

We have a suspect inside.

Let's take him.

Forget about the cowboy stuff.
We wait for backup.

Send them a telegram
and tell them that the police have arrived.

I want everything dusted and printed.

Hair samples to type, check the room,
parking lot, and out back.

Scraps of paper, matchbook covers,
run it all through the lab.

I don't care
if you have to turn this whole motel.

There was a briefcase in the room.
Apparently he didn't go back for it.

They must have caught him
out by the ice machine.

$20,000 in cash, couple of pistols, and this.

Where is he?

I was wondering
if there was some other reason...

for us not going through with it today.

Like What?

I don't know.

I keep thinking
I didn't try hard enough to make it work.

You tried hard enough.

- Didn't you ever have that thought?
- No.

200, 300 times, max.

Maybe this time.

Yeah.

Don't tell me. Boyfriend?

Yeah.

It's my 12:00, wise guy.

Hey, pretty lady.

- Hi.
- Hi. Sonny here?

- Yeah.
- I'd like to talk to him.

Sonny.

Castranova, his bodyguard,
and his chauffeur...

were shot and killed
after we left our stakeout this morning.

By who?

We don't know. But it's strictly professional.

Almost caught up with the shooter
down on Bayshore.

This was in a briefcase he left behind.

It's a hit list, Sonny, and you're on it.
You're number eight.

That's what this is all about?
Come on, guys.

I need about 10 hands to count the number
of times my life's been threatened.

There are eight names on the list, Crockett.

The first six are already dead.

What about S.I.D.?

They're still working on the car
and the hotel room.

Got fingerprints on the car,
and the hotel room's a bust-out.

They got 92 sets of fingerprints.

I've got DEA files
on the first five on the hit list.

All mid-level dealers starting to expand.

Just like at the Flamingo this morning
with Castranova.

Looks like somebody's out
to eliminate competition.

I appreciate the rush. I owe you one.
Right. Thanks.

Off the prints in the car...

one set rings a gong,
and of all places, Interpol.

- Name?
- There isn't any.

But the prints tie him into 1974.

Allende's former ambassador to Mexico.

1975, Turkish military attaché in Rio.

1977, cultural attaché.

1981, Sandinista spokeswoman in Central...
The list goes on.

It's international. Works both sides.
Any side.

They think he's Argentinean.

That's all?

Yeah. And that he bats 1.000.

When you care enough,
you only send the very best.

Hey, guys.
S.I.D. found a torn piece of a receipt...

under the bed in the shooter's room,
and it's got a name on it.

Carlos Mendez.

All right. Run traces to the DEA, FBI, ATF.

- FBI's working on it.
- All right. File an advisory to Interpol.

Maybe this assassin's finally got a label.
Carlos Mendez.

- I think I got an info sheet on this Mendez.
- Safe house just called.

Caroline and Billy just arrived
in protective custody.

Who's at the safe house?

Monahan, Sheeney, Hebner, and Ferris.

This guy's never taken a bust.
No rap sheet, no photos, no prints.

Lou, you promised me six.

Another team from downtown is on the way.
That's six.

- And with you there, that's seven.
- I'm not running away from this.

We got it covered down here, Crockett.

He's in thick with a lot of heavy boys
down in Bogoté.

Sometime drug-deal middleman.

Believed to have residences
in New York, Miami, and Puerto Rico.

Did you get a line on Linus Oliver?

- Who?
- Number seven on the hit list.

- We got an address.
- Let's go.

I told you, Crockett,
I want you off the streets.

You and Gina finish up here, then set up
surveillance on this Linus Oliver.

I do my own work.

You wanna mess with me?

You are going into protective custody
with your family...

and I'm taking you there handcuffed
if I have to.

I'm checking out the safe house myself.
Come on. Let's move.

First we stop at your boat
and pick up some clean clothes.

FBI surveillance photo of Mendez.
I can't make it out.

Here, let me take a look.

What the hell can you tell about this?

Shadow of a man's head from behind?

That's Casa Marco
right here in Lauderdale.

Wait a minute.

The man across from Mendez
with the blonde, that's Calderone.

Calderone. He's behind this.

Why Crockett and not you?

I don't know.

Maybe he knew
that Crockett was the Miami heat...

and as far as he was concerned...

I was just a no-name cop
who got the drop on him.

So he's staging a comeback to Miami?
I don't think so.

Getting rid of the competition
that grabbed the territory he left open.

Smoothing the past.

Nailing the cop that busted him.

Here you go, buddy.

Listen, there's some frozen perch
in the hold when Elvis gets hungry.

S.I.D. found this in the trunk
of the shooter's car at the motel.

Come on, Crockett. Let's move it.

Crockett's address.

Crockett and Lou
were talking on the stairs...

about going to his place first
to pick up his stuff.

- To the boat?
- Yeah.

His undercover address.

I guess that's everything.

Except for the phone.

Crockett!

Lou?

Lou?

Sonny.

3-91. We need a 3-15. Officer down.
Right away.

You sure it was Calderone
in the photograph?

I'm positive.

Trudy linked him
with the first six names on the list.

- Mrs. Rodriguez?
- Yes, Doctor?

You should know
he's in very critical condition.

He'll be going back into surgery
in about half an hour.

I'm sorry.

Lou's tough. He'll pull through, Maria.
Don't worry.

- Excuse me, Doctor.
- Take care of her.

What's the real scoop?

Massive bleeding. Thoracic trauma.

What the hell hit him, an elephant gun?

Crockett!

- Where the hell do you think you're going?
- Find Mendez.

- It's too hot out there.
- What am I gonna do?

Sit on some damn beach
while Rodriguez hangs by a thread?

That bullet he took was meant for me.

Look.

You go out there, you're gonna end up
right in here next to Rodriguez.

You're not listening to me, man!

You can't go out there, you know?

Nothing I say
is gonna change your mind, huh?

All right, buddy. Let's both go get him.

Any other info come through from Interpol
on Mendez?

No, but Gina's trying to get you.

Patch her through.

Tubbs, this Linus Oliver...

just got a call to get up a deal
in some pre-arranged location.

He's on the move.

We're not interested in busting him.

Linus referred to the caller
as "Mendez."

Call in backup right away and tail him.

We're moving south on Second.

The third backup unit
just picked up Linus on 17th.

- We're three minutes away.
- Wait a minute.

Linus is making a U-turn.
I think he spotted the tail.

Damn it!

He's turning off. We're losing him.

Which street is he turning onto?

East on 19th toward Biscayne.

He's headed towards us.

Crockett. There.

So where were you headed,
Mr. Club Owner?

To the car wash.

You always take your babysitter along?

It's in a bad neighbourhood.

My, look how time flies.
Running late for a business appointment.

You're running late for life, slick.

Don't you read the newspapers?

Dealers like yourself
are dropping like flies.

Dealer? What you mean? Like a car dealer?

- Where'd he put the suitcase?
- In the trunk.

You had surveillance on me?

The key, Linus.

You're infringing
with my constitution.

- You got no right to open that suitcase.
- Probable cause.

Linus, you should have locked this.

Look here. Where'd that come from?

Pray tell, the tooth fairy?

Let's see, I figure you'll be out
sometime in the 21st century.

I say we let the brother go.

Why not? Save the taxpayers room service
and linen bills.

- Hit the bricks, Linus.
- Finders keepers.

No, you keep it. We don't want it.

Eight-to-five Linus is history
by midnight Wednesday.

I'll take it.
I say he makes it to Thursday.

What is this?

You don't understand, Mr. (SQ-man.

You're number seven on Mendez's hit list.

Six are already history...

including Berrencia and Castranova
first thing this morning.

Let's get out of the open, man.

I like the sunshine, fresh air, vitamin C.

Earth to Linus. Come in, Linus.

Look, man. It ain't mine.
I was just holding it for this guy.

Holding for or holding out on?

Guy name of Calderone
with a long reach and a large hand?

After he collected the goodies...

Mendez would have had a bullet
waiting for you at Bayshore Park.

You got a number on Mendez?

Yeah. His mobile phone in his car.

Step into my office over here.

You got a quarter?

Dial. Tell him the meet's still on.

Make it some place isolated like...

airport parking lot C, third level.

Hello, Carlos.

Man, look. I'm sorry about today.

I got tied up
with some last-minute business.

Tonight's great, man. You know the airport?

My club? Look, my club's jammed
with people, loud music.

Yeah, okay.

Upstairs. Slide on by, man. Solid.

Mendez likes crowds.

Look here, man.
This is the time for me to check out.

You dudes take over.

Guess again, bucko.

No way. If you're thinking
what I think you're thinking...

no way am I gonna go in there tonight
and get my face shot off.

You're looking at
a conscientious objection. No, man.

Look, the dude walks in the door,
you grab him. Simple.

Small problem.

We don't know what he looks like.
You get to spot him for us.

I should've gone on to podiatry school.
I should've done that.

But then you wouldn't warrant
the Trudy-Gina Escort Service.

Have I got a guy for you.

- Stick with him, ladies.
- Stick with me.

Just take your place, okay? In the back.

Step right in, babycakes.

- See you later.
- All right. Be careful.

Crockett, you wait here
and I'll bring up the car.

Nice try, Tubbs. No cigar.

I think I can make it a half a block
without getting shot.

You dropped these.

- You all right?
- I'm fine.

- A little jumpy.
- I'd say so.

One lucky citizen back there.

Not to mention me.

- Stay close, Son.
- Okay.

Look at this.
Isn't that a pretty shell?

It really is.

I've never been
this scared before.

It's the last thing in the world
you deserve.

Don't worry, baby.
Nothing's gonna happen to us.

Promise me you'll stay here.

I'm sorry.

I'm trying to stay cool,
you know, but I'm losing it.

No, you're not.

I can't stay, baby.

Rodriguez is in the hospital.
People I work with are putting it on the line.

Hey, sport. What'd you find there?

- What do you got there?
- It's a crab.

It's a little hermit crab.

All right, listen. I want you to do me a favour.

My goodness. You're getting so big.

I want you to promise me
you'll take care of your mum.

- Okay.
- Give me a hug.

All right. Off you go.

Wave bye-bye.

- How are you doing, sir?
- Terrific.

Put us somewhere way in the back tonight.

Put him in his usual place.
It's a surprise.

Yeah?

Swell. I'm on ice! Thanks.

Couple of Paulis. Hurry up.
I got a lot of thirsty customers.

How's it going out there?

Pretty good. Almost got $20 in tips.

- Better than what I'm making.
- A couple of glasses.

Come on.

Ladies and gentlemen,
let's toast to a very successful evening.

Yeah, or a wake. Mine.

Relax, man. We got you covered.

You sure they're not gonna be sitting ducks
down there?

This guy ain't gonna make it
past the coat rack.

Would you sit on your hands, Crockett?
We got them covered.

It's 10:02, people.
The dude ain't gonna show.

- What do you say we just get out of here?
- Relax, man.

- How's everybody doing?
- It's getting pretty crowded around here.

It's like a sardine can out here.

- You wanna dance?
- I thought you'd never ask.

Ladies, remember,
he could have changed his appearance.

He could be wearing shades,
a hat, anything.

One more person steps on my foot,
I'm gonna kill him.

- How about a soda?
- All right.

- Let's dance, pretty young thing.
- I'm all danced out.

- Not yet, you ain't.
- The lady doesn't wanna dance.

Cool down.

- You are a feisty little thing. Come here.
- Stay out of it.

Get out of my face, busboy.

Great. That's just what we need.

There he is. In the yellow shirt.

He's inside. Yellow shirt, by the door.

Would you get somebody at the front door
to stop the people from piling in?

To hell with this.

Linus, is this the man?

That's him. That's Mendez.

You move, even breathe, and you're dead.

- Sonny, you breathing all right?
- Absolutely, man.

I'm gonna pick up Caroline and Billy
at the safe house and take my family home.

I'll haul Mendez in...

and get the location for Calderone
out of him.

I'll catch up with you
in a few hours downtown.

Thanks, pal.

You put yourself on the line for me.

I help out all my friends on a hit list.

It's over.

Where's Calderone?

- Where's Calderone?
- Calderone who?

Mario Echezerria, Carlos Tiendez...

Felix Castranova, etc.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about six murders
that you pulled in the past four weeks.

The State's gonna exterminate you, snake.

Where's Calderone?

That's one crazy idea you've got there.

Tubbs, line four.

It's Tubbs.

It's Homicide.

Linus Oliver just got blown away
in front of his apartment building.

Where is he?

Where is he, Gina?
We've got the wrong guy.

Where is he? Where's the hitter?

Ricardo. Take it easy.

You know where he is.

- I ain't gonna tell you nothing.
- Let go of him.

Don't you see, Gina?

He's going after number eight.
He's going after Sonny.

Stay down,
get to the back of the house.

- Crockett.
- I'm here. He's in the dining room.

Inside.

Caroline? Billy? You all right?

Caroline?

I don't know what to say about last night.

It's not last night, Sonny. It's everything.

You know I love you,
but it's not gonna work out.

I'll reschedule the divorce hearing.

She gonna be all right?

Yeah.

Yeah. Thanks.

Yeah, that's good. I'm glad they did that.

- What?
- What?

Rodriguez just died.

It's Rodriguez. He's dead.

They finally broke Mendez down.

Calderone's in the Bahamas.

That's only 60 miles away.
How long will it take you to get ready?

I'm always ready.