All language subtitles for Miami Vice - 1x06 - One-Eyed Jack.en

[Phone Ringing]

Yeah. Three grand on Miami?
Hey, man, where do you come off,
bettin' that kind of bread?

[Laughing]

Yeah. Sure, Einstein.
They're all sure bets.

[Ringing]

No. The same as
Union Plaza, Vegas.

Right. 500 parlay.

Three-to-one.
Houston-L.A.

Hey, man, all I got to say is,
God bless.

The cover of GQ.

[Lens Clicks]

Okay. 900 Miami minus.

Uh-huh.
Yeah, everybody's
on the fishes.

[Tubbs Giggles]
Tubbs, turn this guy down.

Wolfman Jack's about
to give me a migraine.

Boy, I hate gambling stakeouts.

They are the absolute lowest ebb.

Hey, listen to you, white bread.
Kickin' up the deck shoes,
takin' in the rays.

Gettin' paid genuine
coin of the realm for it.

What do you do?
Complain, complain, complain.

Who cares about busting
some small-fry bookie
who's never gonna roll over?

- Then, pray tell, why are we here? Huh?
- Because once a year, the commissioner
gets on his hobbyhorse,

rounds up all the gamblin' lowlife,
and tells the taxpayers he's this close
to bustin' Albert Lombard.

Huh.! What a joke.!

Lombard. This is one of his bookies?

Yep.
He used to operate out of New York
15 years ago.

Nobody ever got close to him.
I mean, nobody.

Dude doesn't get parking tickets.

Hmm. Mickey's got company.

Looks like your type.
Long-legged?

Kinky.
[Laughing]

Hey, Tubbs.
Turn up the volume a little.

[Sonny, Softly] It's Barbara Carrow.
Come on, Mickey. The interest has
already gone up like a skyrocket.

You didn't have to take
my husband's tools.

We got kids, for God's sake.
He's trying to support us.

[Mickey, Filtered]
You come here to make
payment, or what?

I can win it back. I can feel it!

It's Miami in three.
I'll let you keep the three.

Just tellin'Mickey here,
I'm doin'my best.
Best don't count.

You got the bread or what, huh?
No.

I don't have it yet.
[Screams]

- Let's hit it.
- [Engine Revving]

You must think, 'cause you're a woman,
huh, we ain't gonna lean on ya.

Well, I'll tell you something, sweetie.
Money don't have a sex, just color.

[Shrieking]
Okay? And we're
an equal opportunity operation.

Freeze.! Miami Vice.

Oh, come on, man.
Don't fool around!

Here, I got him. I got him.
Whoa. Oh.

[Sonny Screams]

[Huffs]
Tell you, that beats the hell out of
any ride on Coney Island.

You ain't lyin' there, pal.
Whoo!

[Sonny]
Well, guess you and I got
a little catching up to do.

Yes, we do.
Let's see.

The last time I saw you was
at your wedding, I think.

When was that?
Eight years ago.

Are we really that old?
[Scoffs]

Ah, don't give me that.
You're still the Belle of the South.

You can still charm the whiskers
off a cat. [Chuckles]

Barb, look. I'm not a psychiatrist,

so let's skip the "When did it start?"

How much are you in
to these people for?

[Clicks Tongue]
It was $11,000.

[Whistles]
Paid seven of it, but they
never heard of"best efforts."

Two days ago, they broke into
Jerry's garage and took everything.

His tools, his equipment,
everything.

It took him six years to build up that
business, and they wiped it out in a day.

- Who?
- I'm sure it's Russak
who does the dirty work.

But it's Vincent DeMarco
who pulls the strings.
[Exhales]

- What?
- DeMarco is the right arm
to a guy we've been after.

Al Lombard.

They got two, two and a half million
out on the street at any one time.

Lombard's the kind of guy,
you could steal his wife, you can
run off with his daughter...

But you mess with his money...

That's it.
He's owed, he's paid.

Sonny, you've
got to help me out.

First, you're gonna help yourself.
I want you to file a complaint of assault
against this, uh, Russak.

- And then we'll go
after DeMarco together.
- [Laughs]

Sonny, look what they did to me over money.
How do you think they'd take it
if I tried to put them behind bars?

- We'll protect you.
- You gonna move in with us?

24 hours a day,
protective custody?

I didn't think so.

I need one favor from you, Sonny.

For old time's sake.

Go to DeMarco. Ask him
to give us back Jerry's equipment.

- [Scoffs] It doesn't work that way.
- Please, Sonny.

I'm at the end of my rope.
You said it yourself about these people.
They're dangerous.

[Sighs]

Zito, come on, let's go.!

Where could l...
Right here.

Can you tell me
where I might...

[Whistles]

I'm Lieutenant Castillo,
your new boss.

Can someone tell me
where my office is?

Um, in the corner.
Thank you.

Check out that look.
Forty-two. Mean, huh?

I don't know about that.
That the new lieutenant?

He's kinda cute, don't you think?

Not my type.
What you think, Sonny?

What's he like?
Charles Bronson,
by way of Havana.

So, how'd we work out
with the old girlfriend, huh?

Dead end. She won't sign
a complaint against Russak.

Can you blame her?
I still feel like a soccer ball.

Lieutenant Castillo?

Sonny Crockett.
Oh, how are you doin', Sonny?

Did you file the report on
the incident that happened
this morning?

No, not yet.

Charming.

♪ Hot summer nights ♪

♪ Storm clouds in the air♪

♪ My eyes a little heavy ♪

♪ I'm feeling in the past tense ♪

♪ I'm hardly aware ♪

♪ I don't want you on the phone ♪

♪ Don't you play good girl with me ♪

♪ Why must I always
say it again ♪♪

One of those things. Whoever
said life's without problems?

No, there won't be any hang-ups.
Ted, I'm gonna have to call you back.

[Sighs]
We have a mutual friend.

Barbara Carrow?

Surprise me.
Tell me you're not the heat.

What can we do about getting
her husband's tools back to him?

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

Oh? Excuse the hell out of me.

You must be Vincent DeMarco,
the nuclear physicist.

Not Vincent DeMarco,
the sleazoid loan shark.

Hey. If somebody had cash out
on the street, the second somebody
who owed cash didn't pay,

pretty soon word would get out,
it's okay not to pay back this
first somebody what he's owed.

Bad business. Therefore,
this first somebody gets paid,
one way or the other.

Let me put it to you this way:

Either Carrow's equipment is back
in his garage by this afternoon,

or I clear my desk of all my other cases...

and dedicate my waking hours
to making your life one miserable hell.

Ugh. I gotta give these things up.
They're terrible.

Some kind of trouble,
Vincent?

Could be, Mr. Lombard.

Come on!
[Grunts]

[Growling, Hissing]
Oh.! God.

Oh, I don't know. Maybe
we need a backup on this.

Hey, hey, hey!
Wait a minute.

That's my alligator.
Not anymore, pal.

- What's goin' on here?
- This is the fourth official complaint
in the last month.

About an hour ago, he shows up
uninvited at Dr. Lenderman's
cocktail party...

and scared everybody
half to death.
Oh, come on, guys.

Haven't you ever crashed
a party before?

This here's a protected animal, bub.
You can't have him livin' on a boat.

He's gonna be tagged
and released in the Everglades.

Where's he gonna get
crumb doughnuts in the Everglades?

Apparently, you ladies have never
heard of Amendment E4-144 of
the Florida Wildlife and Game Code.

"Any animal in the employ of a federal,
state or county police department,

is exempt from all county statutes."

Are you tryin' to tell me
this alligator works
for the police department?

County Vice. Auxiliary Corps.

What can I say?
He's a hard-partying kind of guy.

[Growling, Hissing]

Foolin' around with them game wardens
works up an appetite, doesn't it, buddy?

- [Snorting]
- [Phone Rings]

Yeah.
[DeMarco] All right.
I'll settle this thing with you.

DeMarco?
Meet me at 4:00.

What for? Take the equipment back
to Carrow's garage.

- [Growling]
- I do business with you
eyeball to eyeball. 4:00.

[Hanging Up]

No hard feelings, huh?

What's this?
We already got rid of
her husband's equipment.

This covers it. Eight grand.

Tell your friend Barbara Carrow
to take her action elsewhere, huh?

Okay. I don't want you
or any of your loan officers
near her or her husband again.

- Got it?
- Sure, Robin Hood.

Detective Crockett?
Yeah?

Schroeder, Internal Affairs.
You're under arrest.

What?
Surrender your weapon
and your badge. Now.

[Schroeder] You have a right to remain
silent. The Constitution requires that
I so inform you of this right,

and you need not talk to me
if you do not wish to do so.

You do not have to answer
any of my questions.

You understand the rights?
Yeah.

Here's the subpoena for the file
on Detective Crockett's cases.

He's being reassigned
to administrative duties.

Detective Crockett
is a one-eyed jack.

We only see that side ofhim
that he wants us to see.

I feel there's enough evidence
in here to prosecute.

He has to appear for a hearing
in two days.

[Sighs]
Why all theJohn Does in the subpoena?

We prepared it in advance.
We've known for six months there's been
somebody on DeMarco's payroll.

In exchange for immunity from
prosecution on the racketeering charge,
he named Crockett.

Schroeder? You're not gonna go on
the word of some known sleaze-o-rama...

- who'd plea bargain his own grandmother?
- Enough.

Barbara Carrow refused
to sign a complaint against
one of DeMarco's enforcers.

- After a meeting with Crockett.
- What?

Less than three hours later,
Detective Crockett was observed...

by myself and two
Miami Metro officers...

receiving $8,000 from
a known racketeer.

Lieutenant...

James "Sonny" Crockett is the last cop
in Dade County that's dirty.

- You been down here a month, right?
- Right.

That hardly qualifies you to be
an expert on Detective Crockett.

- Hey, listen, scrod face...
- Wait a minute!

Look. Lombard's an artist.

He has DeMarco set me up.
He gets to keep his organization's
image heavy on the street,

gets me off his case, and you're dumb
enough to buy the setup of me, give him
immunity, and blow the entire case...

- we've been building against DeMarco.
- That is the lamest excuse I've ever heard.

[Sighs] Look, I can get Barbara
Carrow up here in 20 minutes, and
we'll straighten this whole thing out.

No, you're not.
Lieutenant, it stinks.

Listen, if you think for one minute
I'm gonna sit behind a desk...

while this happens to me,
you're dreamin'.

Do you have any idea
where she went?

Barbara got a telephone call,
said she was gonna meet a girlfriend,
and then she rushed out.

I have a feeling she went back
to those people.

Said she'd be back soon.
That was over three hours ago.
The kids okay?

Yeah, I sent 'em to their grandparents.
[Sighs]

She shook it for a while.
She got better. She really did.

When she's okay, she's wonderful.
A guy couldn't be married
to a better wife.

Nor the kids have a better mother.

Then the depression would start.
She'd have a relapse, like now.

Last year, she wanted to divorce,
'cause of what it was doing to the family.

I wouldn't let her.
We're gonna beat this, together.

I wonder why she didn't
call me for help.

I don't know.
Maybe the embarrassment.

She's lucky, Jerry.

She married a stand-up guy.

If Russak or those other people
lay a finger on her...

Russak's in jail.
Just hang tight.

And make sure you call me
when she returns.

I'll do everything I can.

[Huffs]

So how did it go?
[Sighs]
It didn't.

Oh, I forgot.
I'm not a cop anymore.

Do me a favor. Put out
an A.P.B. On Barbara Carrow.

Unit 80, requesting an A.P.B.
On one, uh, Carrow, first name,
Barbara.

Female Caucasian, about 35.

5'6", hair... brown,
weight... about 130.

Hey, man. Everybody's
kickin' in for you, buddy.

In the meantime,

Switek got a lead on a poker game, man,
that Lombard runs at the Trident.

- Good.
- Every night at 2:00 a.m.,
DeMarco shows up.

Vincent, please. You gotta give
me more time. Two days, that's all.

It's gettin' to be
a broken record, Barbara.

- Here. Here's $400.
- [Scoffs]

There's more coming.

Keep your 400, sweetheart, huh?
I've got a better way of settling this.

Come on.

Get in.

♪♪ [Up-tempo Latin]

[DeMarco]
Give him another 1,000
house credit, okay?

[Man]
This is a beauty.

Raise.
Okay, I'll see that.

What do ya got?

Four queens.
[Laughing]
Oh, God.! [Moaning]

I'm gonna stretch my legs, gentlemen.

[Chuckles]
The cards caught fire.

Love it.
Twenty-seven hundred dollars.

So how long are you
down here from Philly?
That depends.

On what?
The Bucks County D.A.

- Had a little problem up north?
- Eight years with MomoJackson
and Dom Maziade,

and they got me on
a B.S. Racketeering indictment.

[Scoffs] But it ain't gonna stick
'cause I got some witnesses
on the road.

But I'm not doing business
up there anymore.

That was a big operation you had goin'.

Hey, you're lookin' at
the talent that set it up.

You know? Collection, protection,
personnel and banking.
[Chuckles]

Hey. Thank you, sir.
Where'd you launder
the cash, the Bahamas?

Lombard's got a beautiful setup
down here. Beautiful.

What makes you so sure
that this is Lombard's, huh?

Hey, come on.
[Chuckles]

Talented managers
are hard to come by.

Maybe there's a spot for you,
if you check out.

Hey, too much humidity, man.
Only in the summer.

Maybe. If the deal is right.

I'm gonna be staying
at this number...

until the end of the week.

So where else can a big-city player
find a good time in a town like... this?

Everywhere. If Miami doesn't have it,
nobody's thought of it yet.

♪♪ [Electric Guitar]

♪ It's late in the evening ♪

♪ She's wonderin'what clothes to wear♪

Hi, there.
Hi.

Open that for me, will ya?

♪ And brushes her long, blonde hair♪

Great. What's the occasion?

Oh, I just thought you might be
in the mood for a little company tonight.

♪ And I say, yes ♪

♪ You look wonderful tonight ♪

Good timing.

♪♪ [Guitar Continues]

♪♪ [Ends]

Hey, Crockett!

Hey, wake up!

Hey, dude.
[Sighs]
Hey.

Oh, how'd it go?
Smooth as silk.

[Groaning]
Good.

Hi. How are ya doin'?
Morning, Gina.
How ya doin'?

You look good.
I hope you got
my references right.

The only ones they can check
is Jay Wolper and DeTellis.

Wolper's up in maximum security
up in Kansas, doin' no talking
on the phone,

and DeTellis is all set up
to back your action.

Hey, I like that. You know,
last night I made off...

like a fat rat in a cheese factory.

Da-da!
[Laughing]

Whoo! The cards are smokin'
for the king!

$2,700.
[Phone Beeping]

Let's see. That figures to about
1,350, hey, partner?
Partner?

Hey, come on!
Come on, eh?

If it was me, I would...
Switek.

[Chuckling]
Gina.
Yeah?

- What are you gonna do with that?
- I don't know. Something good.
[Laughing]

Yeah. Thanks, Stan.

They just found Barbara Carrow.

[Woman Chattering On Police Radio]

[Heavy Sigh]

Hey, man. I'm sorry.

How the hell it ended here.

Jerry?
Who did this?
Where are they?

Now, you listen to me.

You listen to me.

Your kids have already lost one parent.

They don't need to lose the other.

Let us handle it.
How?
Like you handled this?

Five shots in the back
of the head with a.22.

Outfit trademark. Lombard.

Anybody can buy a.22.

Hey. Whose side are you on?

Don't ever
come up to my face
like this again, Detective.

Come on.

[DeMarco]
Hey, hey, Richard.

I want you to say hello
to Albert Lombard here.

Mr. Lombard.
Welcome to Miami.

Yeah, thanks.
I don't get down to Philly
much anymore.

I understand things have changed.

Yeah. Most of the action's
in Atlantic City now.

We've got something
down in Atlantic City.

Do you get down to the shore
much, Richard?

I had dinner with DeTellis
at the resort before I left.

I hear that Wolper's doin'
a pound on that Newark thing.

Is that right?
Yeah.

I been thinkin', uh,
you look a little dark
for an Italian, Richard.

I'm from southern Italy.
Way south. It's called "Africa."

[Laughing]

I like your sense of humor.
I like your sense of humor.

[Chuckles]
Hey, Louie.
[Speaks Italian]

[Italian]
[Chuckles]
Very good.

Have a drink.

Salud.
Salud.

Lieutenant, sticky fingers here
just gets to molest our files, or what?

Find anything interesting,
Schroeder?

Leave him alone.
The man's doin' his job.

If you don't own a coat and tie,
Crockett, buy one.

Standard dress for a board
of rights preliminary hearing.

And you got
one of those tomorrow.

Forensics thinks the Carrow woman
was in the water ten hours,

which makes her time
of death around 8:30.

Absence of bruising, hematomas
and low hormone levels indicate
there was no struggle.

At least she didn't know
it was coming, Sonny.

The lights just went out, huh?

Trudy traced her movements to
about 6:00, when she gassed up
on Miami Avenue.

No prints?

Nope. Not much of anything else
to tie this to DeMarco.

I wish there was more, Sonny.
How's this going?

[Scoffs]

They've really dropped me
in the trick bag this time.

♪ ♪ [Tubbs Vocalizing]

♪ I got a job, whoo ♪♪
I got a job, man.

Yeah?
Yeah. Lombard wants me to handle
some of his local black and Latin action.

- When do you start?
- Hey, I'm Ricardo Tubbs!
You know that's me.

I'm never late, buddy.
I hit the bricks at 8:00.

- [Chuckles]
- Smile, you know it's tough.

- [Clucking]
- [Shouting, Chattering]

I didn't know you guys
were into cockfights.

You kidding? Birds, dogs...
We even got a guy on the waterway
who's into bare muscle matches.

You want blood?
What's the yield
on the birds?

Let's get a beer.
This does over 12 G's a week.

Twenty percent off the top.
You multiply that by 15 other
spots around the country.

Yeah, it's about $36,000
off the birds alone.

That's more than "not too bad."
You're starting
to get the picture.

I like it.
Angel, pop us a couple
of cold beers, huh?

Angel's been running this spot
since he came over in the boat lift.

Show Richard your scar, Angel.

Running these games used to be
dangerous work,

until Angel found some new friends... us.

Only problem is, Angel
sometimes comes up short.

Here.

- Like tonight.
- Business is slow.

Look slow to you?

[Clamoring]

Have you ever had problem one
with the cops?

- Someone else muscling in?
- No.

Then why don't you live up
to your end, huh?
Hey, give me this.

I'll take care of it.
Angel...
[Speaks Spanish]

My specialty.

So what's the problem, Angel?

You bettin' on your own fights?

- Hello. Anybody home?
- You take more than I can afford.

How much are you light?
Six grand.

He wants four tonight.

Yeah?

I'm gonna make
your day here, slick.

I'm gonna cover you
for the full six.

Anybody calls, you paid
DeMarco in full. You got it?

Blink if you can hear me.

[Snaps Fingers]
Earth to Angel.

I got four grand for ya, buddy.
[Chuckles]

♪♪ [Disco]

♪ Your eyes ♪

♪ Tell me how you want me ♪

♪ Feel it in your heartbeat ♪

♪ I know you like what you see ♪

♪ Hold me ♪

♪ I'll give you all that you need ♪

♪ Wrap your love around me ♪

♪ You're so excited I can feel you
Getting hotter♪

How did you make out?
Took in a full payment
from Angel, huh?

- Four grand. Not bad.
- This Richard's a real find.

- He's got a way with people.
- Good.

♪ Let's jump ♪
Come on, Vinny, let's dance.

♪Jump in ♪
♪ And feel my touch ♪

♪Jump ♪
♪ If you want to taste my kisses
in the night then ♪

♪Jump ♪
♪Jump, jump, for my love ♪

♪Jump ♪
♪ I know my heart
can make you happy ♪

♪Jump in ♪
♪ You know these arms
Can feel you up ♪

♪Jump ♪
♪ If you want to taste
my kisses in the night, then ♪

♪Jump ♪
♪Jump, jump
For my love ♪

♪ You told me
I'm the only woman for you ♪

Hey, look, sweet thing.
Why don't you go powder you nose?

Mm. Inside or out?
[Laughing]
I love it.

And take these two
snow queens with you.
[Chuckling]

Oh, boy. Impressive operation,
Mr. Lombard.

Surprised at the kind of numbers
you guys bring in.

We collected six grand at the cockfight.
Not too shabby.

- Six grand?
- Angel gave me a hard time.

I leaned on him a little bit,
and collected the full whack.

- That's very interesting.
- [Chuckles]

♪ I know my heart
can make you happy ♪

♪Jump in ♪
♪ You know these arms
can feel you up ♪

Chick told me she's a minor.
I told her, so am I. I got a hat
with a light on it and everything.

[Laughing]
Well, I gotta beat it.

Where you goin'?
The night's still young.

Have to make a couple of calls.

But why don't we get together
for lunch tomorrow?
Just the three of us.

- Sounds great.
- Yeah, I'd like that.

Good. Good.
Say about 12:00 on the yacht?

- Good night, Vincent.
- Good night.

I like that guy.
You're doin'
all right, kid.

A newcomer like you, getting
a social invitation to Lombard's yacht.

It's an invitation, but I don't know
how social it's gonna be.

- Why?
- 'Cause I believe that Lombard's
topic of conversation...

is gonna be about the two grand
that you skimmed from tonight's take.

What's wrong with you?
We picked up four grand,
and I gave him four grand.

Yeah, I know that.
You know that.

Mr. Lombard thinks
you got six.

Now, if my arithmetic is correct,
you got some serious, serious problems.

Are you crazy?
What do you call this?

This? Back where I come from,

this is called a setup.

You want to talk about it?
Call me in the morning.

Richard. Lombard'll
never believe you.

You want to bet your life on it?

You're willing to bet your life...
Vincent?

[Laughing]

Oh, good night, ladies.
I had a fantastic time.

Don't underestimate an allegiance.

[Scoffs] Lombard's got a special
relationship with his money.

He'd cut off his own grandmother's hand
if he caught it in the till.

Your no-show at the prelims
was good, Crockett.

Where's the Clarence Darrow defense?
Why don't you just hang it up and
become a security guard, huh?

- Schroeder.
- Yes, Lieutenant.

Who do you think you are,
to walk into my office and mouth off
to one of my detectives?

I went over Crockett's file.
Given his arrest record,

commendations...

and the interest he shows
during an investigation...

I'd say either you've been had,

or you're a complete idiot for believing
the charges against him.

Plenty of dirty cops got squeaky-clean
histories. It don't mean anything.

One thing it does mean...

is that he doesn't have to walk
around here being harassed by you.

If you're done
with the files, get out.

Thank you.

Lieutenant. I called Angel.

Lombard woke him up
at 3:00 a.m. This morning.

He confirmed our story.

He told Lombard that he had coughed up
the extra two grand to DeMarco.

Good. We should be hearin'
from Mr. DeMarco.
We already did.

DeMarco's on the line.

Uh, yeah. Vincent. This is Richard.
Richard, what are
you trying to do to me?

I've got people watching my house,
watching my car... I've got family
in Newark.

- Lombard's not taking my calls.
- It's called, uh, payback, DeMarco.

It's called murder. Mine.
Payback for what?
I don't even know ya.

- What do you want? Money?
- Yeah. Well, listen, uh, Vincent,

you're gonna have
to do me a little favor.

A cop.
I don't believe it.
Believe it.

"I, Vincent DeMarco, voluntarily confess
to making false allegations...

"against DetectiveJames
"Sonny" Crockett of Miami Vice.

This statement has been made
of my own free will, without any threats
or promises being made to me..."

Et cetera, et cetera, et cetera.
Read the fine print, DeMarco,
know what you're buyin'.

And I'll be protected, right?
Definitely.

We'll get you a real, safe prison cell.

[Gasps]
What are you talkin'about?
I sign this, it makes us even, no?

Uh-uh. This is just part of the package.

- What package?
- Lombard.

- You're gonna get him for us.
- What?

We got a 12:00 lunch. I'm gonna
be wearin'an Armani blazer,

you gonna be wearing a wire...
it's called incriminating evidence, Vinny.

- And you're gonna get it for us.
- We'll have plenty of backup, babe.

We don't want a first-class citizen
like yourself gettin' hurt.

Sure, you would. Forget it.
I'm not doing it. I'm not signing nothing.

[Sonny] On what we know now,
a court order will rescind...

the immunity from prosecution
Schroeder got for you
on racketeering charges.

And I'm not even gonna bore you
with the peripheral stuff, pal.

Extortion, assault, RICO statutes...

Vinny, honey. You're facin'
five years federal prison time, minimum.

Dealer's choice, Vinny.
Jail or lunch.

Get this to Schroeder.
Tell him to eat it.

Get him out of here.

[Exhales]

This is crazy.
What if he pats me down?

He's not gonna pat down
a member of the family.

He may want to kill you,
but he'll never suspect you
of wearin' a wire.

Lombard's not gonna
incriminate himself.

People tend to make mistakes
when they get angry.

Just tell him what we talked about
and see where that leads.

Hey, Crockett.
Run your fingers through your hair
if I'm comin' through okay.

Okay, gang.
He's, uh, near the boat.

Should be on board
in about 20 seconds.

Hey, cheer up, DeMarco.
This is the first day
of the rest of your life.

Richard... Glad
to see you can make it.
Hey.

Vincent.
Great day, isn't it?
Fantastic.

Come on. What are you guys drinkin'?
We'll talk in the salon.

How are those readings, Lester?
Coming in real strong, Sonny.
No problem.

- Bobby, cast off.
- Damn it!

Heads up, guys.
They're headin' out.

They're headin'out.
Heads up.

We got the marine patrol
standing outside the harbor.

[Sonny]
Keep those tails loose.

[Engine Revving]

[DeMarco] Going somewhere?
[Lombard]
Just a little pleasure cruise.

Ah, you know, Mr. Lombard,
I get the feeling that there's
a little misunderstanding...

- about the money last night.
- Yeah, well...

That's what we're here
to talk about.

Scotch okay for you,
Vincent?

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but what we're talkin' about here
is a $2,000 discrepancy.

Uh, wait a second.
If you just let me explain it...

I didn't want to get into it
in that crowded club last night,

but I needed that two grand
to pay back Rudy.

Rudy?
What's he got to do with this?

He needed traveling money
to get out of town.

He got a case of nerves after he...
you know, he whacked that
Carrow broad for us.

Vincent, why don't you and I
have a private conversation?

Below.
No, huh...

[Sonny]
What the hell is Jerry doing there?

Oh, man, this is all comin'apart.
Come on, let's take it.!

Al, it wasn't my idea.
They made me, Al, look.

It wasn't my idea.
They made me.

All units, move in.
Code Red! Move in!

[Revving Engine]

They set me up, Al.
I didn't want to.

- [Jerry] DeMarco.!
- [Sonny]Jerry, don't.!

Miami Vice!

Not half bad, Detective.
Too bad things didn't work out for you.

Handcuff him and book 'im!
On what charge?

Conspiracy to commit lunch?

I'll be out on time for
my 2:00 racquetball game.

Get him outta here.

[Officer]
Let's go.

I had to, Sonny.
I really had to.

Let's go.

So, what do you think
they're gonna do to him, huh?

It's hard to tell.
[Sighs]

No priors. Family hardship.
Diminished capacity.

He'll be hit with a hard sentence.

After that, it'll be up to thejudge.

Lombard's probably
back out there on his yacht.

Sailing out into the blue.

[Sighs Heavily]
It stinks.

You got that right.

Tubbs!
Hey, buddy. What's this?

Well, these are what's commonly
known as a fishin' rod.

- People use 'em to fish with.
- 10:00 at night, and you want
to go fishin'?

It's called sanity maintenance, Tubbs.
[Chuckles]

Yeah.
[Sighs]

Why don't you cast off
the bow line?

The bow?

[Chuckles]
I forgot. You're from New York.

Uh, that's the front.
Oh.