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[solemn music]

[mysterious music]

[hawk chirping]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

[door thuds]

[gunshot bangs]

[gun cocks]

[tense music]

[gunshot bangs]

[lively music]

[dog barking]

♪ I am some kind of man

♪ Take me for granted

♪ I'm a man

♪ Think I am

♪ Every night when I get home

♪ She's waiting by the--

[gentle music]

Morning.

What are you so happy about?

It's 6 a.m.

I'm 30 years old,
live at the beach,

and I drive a sports car.

[gun clicks]

Only one problem.

You have to go to work.

That's not the problem.

That's the good part.

Speaking of good parts.

[smooching]

-You gonna wish me luck?
-Good luck.

-I don't need it.
-[laughs]

[gentle music]

[pleasant music]

[bike rattling]

[engine revs]

[tense music]

[tires squeal]

Hey!

[panting]

-Morning, Liz.
-Gordy.

Ed's son called this morning.

He can be with us at the
beach house over Christmas.

As long as Ed still
has those two weeks off.

He's got 'em.

I know how much Ed
wants to see the boy.

-Thanks.
-[horn honks]

My ride. See ya.

-Big Ed.
-Hola, Gordy.

Liz still on that
surveillance in North Miami?

West Palm Beach, amigo,
only the best for my wife.

What's happening
with the funsters?

Oh, well, let me see.

Quantico sent me a memo.

Seems they want me to
ensure that the entire squad

meets the weight requirement.

I got a sinking
feeling that includes me?

I don't suppose you
could explain to them

in a rational way that I'm
not really as big as I look.

Hey, what happened to Ben?

Looks like he ran his bicycle
up a tree or something.

Hey, Grinch.

Ben.

I've got some more on that heist

at Steak and Ale restaurant,

so see me after
you change clothes.

What happened to
you this morning?

I got run off
the road by some kid

who could barely see
over the steering wheel.

I got his tags, though.

I'm gonna run him
through Tallahassee

and find out who he is.

He is in for one big surprise.

[Ed laughing]

Yeah, I almost
feel sorry for the kid.

[laughing]

But the funniest thing was
Bradford's little brother.

At breakfast, kept putting
his toes in the yogurt.

I bet you guys egged
him on the whole time.

No, we, we told him to stop.

I bet.

But he just kept
licking it off.

Sounds delightful.

It was gross.

We loved it.

Hi.

I'll be home late.

All right.
You gonna be with Bill again?

Yeah.

I got a line on a new business.

Me and Bill invested in
some pinball machines.

Michael, you don't know
a thing about pinball machines.

Yeah, well, I didn't know
anything about trees either,

but that didn't stop
me from building up

a damn slick
landscaping business, did it?

Yeah, that's true, but--

Bill scoped out
all kinds of ways

of making this thing pay off.

We're gonna put these
machines in ice cream parlors.

Stuff like that.

What's matter?

I just don't know
why you need him.

You were doing okay
before he moved down here.

We're doing all right now.

-It's just a little extra money.
-[horn honks]

Each one of these machines
is gonna bring in $100 a week.

I'll be right there, Willie!

Look, Sandra.

I'm just trying
to help Bill out.

He's been having a rough time.

And it is a cash business.

We're gonna need a lot of it

if we want to keep
living like this.

I can't make it just
cutting lawns now, can I?

Huh?

-No, I guess not.
-I guess not.

-I'll see you later.
-Okay.

Corey, nice work on
that science project.

Thanks.

[Corey] Mike said he'd show
me how to handle a gun,

if that's okay with you.

He said he'd show me stuff
you learn in the Army.

No, it's not okay with me.

Why would you wanna know
about that stuff, anyway?

Where'd you get this?

Ripped it off
a car in front of

that woman's gym on South Dixie.

Man, a guy like me
could have a good time

in a place like that.

-Real good.
-[chuckles]

Sounds to me like you're
not getting enough at home.

Hell, I'm getting plenty.

I'm paying for it.

Carol Anne's pregnant.

Boy, you are paying for it.

I'm sorry, Jake, I had
hepatitis when I was a kid.

I never been able to donate.

Eddie, I checked your files.

Only disease you've
had is chicken pox.

-I'll let you go next week.
-[phone ringing]

Steak and Ale robbery.

It's different,
so I'm giving it to you.

We get lots of robberies,

what makes this
one so different?

Top page.

Two suspects hit the armored car

with enough firepower
to start a revolution.

Had military camouflage
clothing, face masks,

automatic weapons,
walkie talkies, combat boots.

Well, that's different.

And for all that, they only
got a little over $2000?

I'll get on this
right away, Gordy.

Oh, and by the way.

Latest ransom demand
on your missing tie came in.

Haven't seen
that tie 14 months.

Who's got it now?

The Anchorage office.

That's right, Grinch.

The kidnappers are
demanding that you wear

an open collar for six days,

or you'll never see
that tie alive again.

Does the term,
"fat chance, sweetheart"

mean anything to you guys?

[men laughing]

N-K-O-B is here.

-Agent Dove.
-Yeah.

Well, Jerry, you've
got an impression file.

Excellent record at the academy,

outstanding performance reports,

superior SWAT training record.

All of which made me
ask when your request

for a transfer came in,
how can this man hurt us?

I won't.

I don't make mistakes.

Uh-huh.

Well, you're
certainly qualified,

but you don't have
much field experience.

Two years
organized crime squad.

Doesn't mean
you're ready for us.

We run a fast break here.

Sir, I worked the '84 Olympics,

I was born for
the reactive squad.

Everybody knows it's
the best work in the FBI.

It can be

Each one of our agents handles
between 25 and 35 cases

at any one time,

and we are all
available for any one case.

Bullpen gets
a little crazy at times.

Do you see that gray haired
man sitting over there?

53 years old and he's
still the best shot in Miami.

Ben Grogan.

I've been hearing about
him since the academy.

He's incredible.

He's more than that,
he's your SWAT commander.

Yes, sir.

Everybody in
the bullpen ticks,

some a little
louder than others.

So when something goes down,
we pull together as a unit.

If shots are fired,
only bad guys get whacked.

We have a perfect record
and we want to keep it that way.

You're not afraid
of guns, are you?

Yes sir, I am.

Good.

[pinball rattling]

Willy!

Well, maybe this one works.

[thud]

There you go.

[glass breaks]

[pinball rattling]

These machines
are all shorted out.

What I gotta do
is run the circuits.

That's not the
problem, Willie!

This what supposed to be easy!

These machines are
supposed to work for us!

[thud]

[glass breaking]

What do you wanna do?

[zipper whirs]

[ominous music]

Ben Grogan, Jerry Dove.

Jerry's SWAT trained.

Ooh, we can always use
another one of you guys.

I was hoping
you'd start him off

with something reasonable.

Here you go.

Start getting familiar
with the Steak and Ale case.

I've gotta run this tag
through Tallahassee.

Some kid almost squashed
me with his family car.

Listen,

I tried to learn most
of the procedures

even before I applied
for the squad.

What's N-K-O-B?

New kid on the block.

That's what you are
until Ed Mireles

gives you a nickname,

and that doesn't
happen until you're

really one of the funsters.

John Hanlon is
really the Jakester.

When he's not in court,
he can slide paperwork

through the bureaucracy faster
than anyone alive or dead.

The Marine over there without
the uniform is Ron Risner.

Dick Manoas is the Count.

Gordy's the Incredible Hulk
when you get to know him better,

and Mireles is the Refrigerator.

And what are you?

Ben Grogan.

[solemn music]

[birds chirping]

[ominous music]

[man grunting]

We used to do
this in the Army.

Pretty good at it, too, huh?

-Yeah, yeah.
-Do you think?

We're not interested in
your pinball machines anymore.

We want our money back.

All of it.

And if we have any
more problems with you,

like police problems...

We'll be back.

You believe me?

[grunting]

[Bill] Man, did you see the
look on that dude's face?

He couldn't believe us.

[Mike] Hear his teeth rattle?

[laughing]

[Mike] I should have shoved
that .44 in his mouth, you know?

-It was great.
-That's great.

Just great.

We ought to go back to
ripping off drug dealers.

Nah, no way.

They're all a bunch
of greasers now

and they got all
kinds of weapons.

We're safer going
up against the cops.

Check that out.

It's a piece of cake.

[brakes squeaking]

[tense music]

[Bill] Look at that dumb broad!

[Mike] To hell with her.

[tense music]

[gun clicks]

[Mike] Freeze, old man!

-[gunshots banging]
-[woman screaming]

[baby crying]

[Bill] All right, get up.

Unlock door.

[Mike] I unlock the truck!

I don't have no key.

[Mike] Open the damn door!

[speaking Spanish]

[Mike] Come on, open it!

[gunshots banging]

[baby crying]

I'm sorry, I tried.
Please.

-[gunshot bangs]
-[women screaming]

[gun clicks]

[Mike] We're outta here.

[Bill] We didn't get anything.

[Mike] I did.

[baby crying]

[gas hissing]

[chattering on radio]

We have over two
dozen new witnesses

and no two people
saw the same thing,

except for
a light-colored Monte Carlo.

You know, I'm glad
you federal boys

have to handle these
bank robberies.

If it wasn't for the FBI,
you local heroes

wouldn't have enough
time to go chasing

your purse snatchers.

I'll tell you
something, Gordy.

Metro-Dade handles over
6000 robberies a year,

but I've never seen
anything like this one.

Military surplus smoke grenade.

Cute, huh?

Doesn't make any sense.

All this, and they get the
guard going in when he's empty

instead of catching
him on his way out.

They missed $40,000.

Great.

Not smart.

Well-armed.

And they'll learn.

[Bill] Everything is written.

We follow scripture.

We walk with the Lord.

No doubt about it.

Most of you that's
been here a while

heard all about
tragedy in my life.

My loving wife, Patty,
so brutally murdered by a robber

back there in Ohio.

Stabbed 16 times
and slit her throat.

You see the way that
candle was blowed out,

leaving me a widower.

Small baby girl to look after.

Many times since,
I've been tempted by despair,

but Lord wouldn't let me.

Come to Miami.

My little girl.

A new wife and her son.

To start a new life.

You accepted us in your hearts
and let us worship with you.

And I wanna thank Reverend Hunt
for letting me give witness

about how things have
turned around for me.

Even though my life has
been all peaches and cream,

I thank the Lord,
because as much as I seen,

I've learned to take
the bad with the good.

-Amen.
-[Congregation] Amen.

[tense music]

[motor whirs]

-[motor whirs]
-[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

Nice shot.

-But you killed a mailman.
-Sorry, Ron.

I can't believe I did that.

It's okay, Jerry,
this takes a lot of work.

I know better, Ben.

I never wanted
anything but this.

Coulda done worse.

Almost everyone nails Mama
the first time through.

Go over it in the bullpen.

[panting]

[gunshots banging]

Let's see you do that
without the glasses.

-[chuckles]
-You kidding?

I couldn't hit it from here.

So Dove didn't do
so hot in the scenario.

He'll settle down.

He's our best shot once he
learns to pick the right target.

You got anything new
on that Monte Carlo?

Only that it's a late model,

maybe white, maybe yellow,

maybe gold, or maybe beige.

What about the guard
that was shot in the leg?

Mireles interviewed
him in the hospital.

The guy doesn't remember
anything except that shotgun.

Says he's sorry
he ever left Cuba.

What's the bottom line?

[gunshots banging]

We don't even know the
color of the suspect's skin.

Well, one thing
we do know for sure,

they're not shy about
firing their weapons.

The only thing the
witnesses all agree on

is the bad guys look
and act like real soldiers.

You think they
might be active duty?

I'm checking that out,
but anyone can get

all the experience they
need right here in Miami.

The Everglades.

Place is full of off the
wall paramilitary groups,

survivalists,
supremacists, gun freaks.

We should check out
some of the hotspots

along the Tamiami Trail.

-You won't catch me!
-Come on, come on.

[water splashing]

Hey, why don't we take
a trip somewhere, Bill?

You know, I have always wanted
to see the Smoky Mountains.

How am I gonna
pay for all this?

I gotta make a living.

Couple of months
you're gonna look like hell

in that bathing suit.

Can't you say something nice?

Well, I did that at church.

Hey, Willie.

Oh, they heard about Patty
and all before, Bill,

oodles of times.

Don't you think everybody knows

you used the same old sob story

to date all the single
women back home?

Heck, you even
proposed to a lot of 'em.

Everybody knows all about it.

Yeah.

I had my pick of the litter
and I had to pick her.

They only went
out with you because

you bought them jewelry.

[Mike chuckling]

You disgust me.

I told you I didn't
want another kid!

I want you the hell
outta my house!

-Your house?
-I bought it with my money.

You mean Patty's money.

If we ever get a divorce,
I want you to know

I am going after
half this house.

[sighs]

They wear thin quick,
don't they?

Oh boy, yeah.

Well, I found a way to fix that.

-Let's take a ride.
-Daddy.

Get in the house, Melissa.

See you, sweetheart.

Hi.

Yo, listen up.

I'm divorced.

Hi.

This is Mike.

Hi, Mike.

So, where do you two
know each other from?

Bill said something
about the Army.

The Rangers.

We were sort of an elite.

Sneak behind enemy lines.

Destroy, liquidate,
stuff like that.

Is that true?

That's us.

Rednecks, white trucks,
Blue Ribbon beer.

[man laughing]

Blue Ribbon beer.

This man right here saved
my life once, on a mission.

In Vietnam?

I can't say anymore
about it than that.

It still classified.

I don't believe you.

Lady, I was
a platoon two leader.

You look up my
record at Fort Gordon.

At Fort Campbell,
I was Army Airborne.

You know something?

I don't care if she
believes me or not.

Mike's done more
than you can know.

You owe him an apology.

I don't know why I said that.

I'm sorry.

I just came in
on all this, okay?

Hey, why don't we all
do something together?

You and your wife.

We can go to Disney World.

That's a great idea.
What do you say, Mike?

[chuckles]

We got things to do, Willie.

What's your name?

Vicky.

Well, Vicky, I don't know if
I should be telling you this,

but we got a major drug
dealer coming into Miami

the next couple days.

And Bill and I...

Not now.

Willie and I gotta arrange
a little welcome for him.

You're from the Central
Intelligence Agency?

Under contract of the CIA.

They'll deny it, of course,
but ever since the military

and our are
specialized training,

they send us in
to intercept the dealers

and interdict the flow of drugs.

Wow.

And we get to keep the proceeds.

Money, not drugs.

Good.

You see,
the way the law reads,

a lot of these jokers
get off on technicalities.

The cops' hands are tied.

Something's gotta be done about.

Is that right, Willie?

Oh yeah, oh yeah.

We're not dressing down
because we have a warrant

and I want 'em to
know who we are.

This is the most active group,
so they're heavily armed

and they're are
no fans of the FBI.

As far as descriptions,
all we have are two males,

ages and race unknown,
height, five-10 to six feet,

weight 170 to 200 pounds.

Look for a mini-14
or AR-15 rifle

that have been converted
to full automatic.

Along with that,
12 gauge shotgun

with modified pistol grip stock.

And if we really get lucky,
a late model Monte Carlo,

which has been
variously described

as white, yellow,
gold, or beige.

Well, funsters, that's it.

Showtime.

Let's go to work.

[tense music]

[gunshots banging]

[dramatic music]

This is the FBI.

[Ben] Put your weapons
on the ground and step back.

Please, place your weapons
on the ground and step back.

Just who the hell
do you think you are?

Exactly what I said.

[Man] This is private property.

[Ben] We want to ask
you some questions.

[Man] Why don't you get in
your car and get outta here?

[Ben] We don't want
any trouble,

we just want to ask
you some questions.

[Man] Yeah, questions, you're
always asking us questions.

[Ben] Yeah, we are,
because we need to find out.

Have you seen two man,

probably paramilitary,
in a late--

-[gunshots banging]
-[ominous music]

- Hey.
- What's going on here?

Freeze!

Don't even think about it.

[tense music]

Wait, it's a kid.

It's just a kid.

Hey, buddy.

How you doing?

What do you got there?

It's just a pellet gun,
I didn't fire real bullets.

[sighs]

Okay.

[solemn music]

[tense music]

[distant children playing]

[gun clicks]

[woman gasps]

[Mike] Open up.

Do it now!

Come on, hurry up!

I can't.

-Come on!
-The key won't fit!

[Bill] What are you doing, man!

[Mike] I ain't gonna leave
the big money behind.

[Bill] Come on, let's go!

[woman panting]

Please don't hurt me.

[Mike] You came
real close, bitch.

[engine revs]

[tires squealing]

[tense music]

Three, maybe four grand.

That's it.

Not too bad for
a morning's work.

Not good enough.

We go again.

[gunshots banging]

-On the floor!
-[people shouting and screaming]

Up against the wall, you too.

Against the wall, turn around.

Hands on the wall.

Get up!

Where you going?

Get down!

Hands on the wall.

Outta those offices.

Hands against the glass!

All right, sonny,
let me see your money.

Not the crap in there!

I want the stuff in there!

Our real vault is downstairs.

We can't open it,
it's on a time lock.

-[gunshots banging]
-[woman screams]

Don't you mess with me.

Get on in there.

Get in there!

What are you looking at?!

Don't!

All of them, sport.

Come on, come on!

Get down, down!

Let's get outta here.

[Mike] Now we can go
to Disney World.

[chattering on radio]

You know,
there is something that is

just not right about this.

But it's legal.

They actually have
permits for these things.

Gordy.

A call just came in.

Two banks were just
taken down in Miami.

Our two soldiers of fortune?

They robbed both of them,
back to back.

They didn't bother to
change the license plates.

They get away?

In a gold Monte Carlo.

[dog barking]

What are you gonna
be in the pageant?

-Indian princess.
-Oh, good.

What do you do?

I'm gonna share the
food with pilgrims.

Hi, Daddy.

Bill, this is Detective Hamill.

Is that so?

Come on, Melissa, Scott,
let's go play in your room.

Come on.

Let's go, Scott.

Birchfield, Ohio PD.

So I understand you're in
the landscaping business,

Mr. Maddox.

That's right.

Looks like you're
doing pretty well.

It's a living.

Detective Hamill's been
asking questions about Patty.

It's a couple of years since
anyone's asking about her.

Get me some pop, Carol Anne.

-Here you go.
-Thank you.

-You wanna sit?
-Yes, thanks.

Well, we haven't
been able to finish

the homicide investigation
completely just yet,

so just a couple of small
details need to be cleaned up.

Maybe I can clean
'em up for you.

[Hamill] Yeah.

Maybe your wife
shouldn't hear any of this.

In the eyes of the Lord,

husband and wife
are to share everything.

Well, let's see.

Can I put it down, thank you.

We're a little
confused, Mr. Maddox,

as to why you took
out such a large

insurance policy on Patty.

I wanted security
for my daughter.

Of course I understand that,

but usually a fella might
take one out himself,

not on his wife.

Guess I seen things
a little different.

Okay.

Uh, then there's that letter.

Uh, a witness says that you
wrote a letter to a friend

describing how and when
Patty could be murdered

during a fake robbery
at the hospital.

Everybody asked me about that

and I told him there
wasn't ever any letter.

I know, but the witness
claims to have seen it,

says that you destroyed it.

As the Lord is my witness,

that letter never
existed at all.

I believe you, Mr. Maddox,

but you see the way things are.

Now, a lie detector
test was offered to you

at the time of the murder,
and I'll tell you what.

It's being offered to you again.

What do you say?

I'd really rather not.

Don't you wanna put
all this behind you

once and for all, huh?

Far as I'm concerned,
it already is.

I got one more detail here
I'd like to run by if I could.

Immediately after
your wife's death,

you had an affair with a woman
who was very close to her.

Apparently her best friend.

-Janice Ren.
-Janice Ren.

Mrs. Ren says that
you tried to seduce her.

Look, we went to
bed once or twice.

But I made my peace
with the Lord right after.

She says you raped her.

She said,
you snuck into her house,

you waited for her in the
dark and that you were naked.

She wanted it that way.

She's ashamed now, that's all.

She was married at the time.

Her old man wasn't paying
much attention to her.

She just naturally turned to me.

In my grief,
I needed love real bad.

She saw my weakness.

I'll admit I fought with the...

with the devil over that one.

She also says that
you told her, "I did it."

Meaning you killed Patty.

Or you had somebody
do it for you.

I stand before God
with a clear conscience.

And that's good enough for me.

[insects chirping]

[clock chiming]

Where are you running off to?

Cat got your tongue?

I'm tired, Bill,
I'm going to bed.

You ain't tired.

There's something else.

I didn't know you were
a suspect in Patty's murder.

Did you kill her?

I meant what I said.

Go away.

Head Mundo.

You are gonna give blood,
aren't ya?

You know, I can't stand
the sight of blood.

Listen, I checked those tags
on that gold Monte Carlo.

They belong to a Spanish
speaker named Fiorina.

He claims his son
when target practicing

some couple of months ago
near the Tamiami Trail.

Both the kid and the car
disappeared the same day.

Mr. Mireles?

[men laughing]

Stay with me now.
Stay with me.

All right.

You take it out.

All right, come at me.

That's it.

That's popped off,
let me show you, son.

All right.
You got the right idea.

I just want you to get
the baseline quicker, okay?

You get baseline,
throw a head fake

draw the guy out of his feet.

Move around him,
up for the shot,

you will draw the foul.

-Okay.
-All right?

Try it again.

Come on.

That's it, that's it.

Throw the fake.

Beautiful!

Michael.

-Huh?
-Telephone's for you.

-Who is it?
-It's Bill.

All right.

Try that one more time.
I'll be right back.

Guys look like
you're having fun.

Yeah, I still got some
pretty good moves, huh?

-Kid's doing great.
-Good.

Yeah, Willie, speak to me.

[Bill] Well, I'm free,
white, 21 again.

Did you get rid of her?

[Bill] Like a bad cold.

She packed up
and left this morning.

So what do you say
we take the girl

to go have a little fun,
celebrate?

I don't know
about you, Willie,

but I thought we had some
business to take care.

[muffled pop music]

[Mike] I'm running outta time,
Willie.

I haven't got a clue
what I'm gonna get

Sandra for Christmas.

Oh, I know what you mean.

The worst part is fighting
those crowds in the mall.

Maybe I'll get her a nightie.

Woo-woo.

[car starts]

[bell ringing]

♪ Jingle bells, jingle bells ♪

♪ Jingle all the way ♪

♪ Oh what fun it is to ride
In one horse open sleigh ♪

[gunshot bangs]

[Man] Hey, what was that?

What are you looking at?!

[man groaning]

[Christmas music continues]

[gunshots banging]

[tire squeals]

[tense music]

Man, you see the look
on that dude's face?

[laughs]

He couldn't believe
you'd just walk up

and shoot him like that.

[tense music]

[brakes squeak]

[dog barking]

[suspenseful music]

[car door thuds]

[Mike chuckles]

Merry Christmas, Willie.

-[sighs]
-What's the matter?

Saw that car before
we switched to the truck.

Make a turn here.

[tense music]

Let's do it.

[siren wailing]

Cops.

[siren wailing]

Hey!

Hey, stop!

Hey!

All right, gentlemen.

Ben, what do we have?

Two white males,
early thirties,

one slightly balding
with mustache,

medium complexion.

The other with dirty
blond hair and a goatee.

The witness followed him
in his car for several blocks,

but he never got
a clear look at their faces.

He's lucky he didn't get shot.

He saw them dump
the Monte Carlo

and drive away in a pickup.

We recovered the car,
it is Fiorina's, but it's clean.

There are no prints.

What about the pickup?

The witness couldn't
give us anything

except that it's white.

He lost it in a residential area

running along South Dixie
at 132nd Avenue.

Says it just disappeared.

It just disappeared less
than a mile from my house.

What bothers me most

is the way
they shot that guard.

There was no reason for it.

Was like an execution.

We'll be hearing
from these guys again.

And when we do,
we better be ready for 'em.

[tense music]

[Bill] Oh Lord, we thank thee
for these thy gifts,

for which we are
about to receive.

A beautiful harvest
is welcome and appreciated

in this household,

and we are grateful and hope,

Jesus, that you will continue
to watch over this house

and keep us all happy.

Amen.

[tense music]

[cheerful music]

I can't believe you.

Surprise! [laughing]

Which one's mine?

Ready?

This one.

It's a basketball.

No.

Open it. Open it.

Come on, Daddy, one more!

No more, Marco.

We're 10-seven.

What's that mean?

Whoa.

It means we're out of service.

Come on, Liz has got
some hot dogs for us.

Does it hurt when
you get shot, Daddy?

I don't know.
I've never been shot.

But I bet it hurts a lot.

Do you shoot people?

I've never had to, no.

I thought policeman
shoot people.

Only if they have to.

I guess I've been lucky.

But you have a gun.

Yeah, I got a gun.

Can I see it?

If you want.

When you arrest a bad guy,
what do you do?

Well, I say, "I'm from the
FBI and you're under arrest."

But what if
he tries to hurt you?

What are you asking me
all these questions for, Marco?

Because all my friends at
school know you're a policeman,

and they wanna know
if you shoot people.

Well, I do what I have to do.

We can't let the bad
guy just go around

hurting people, can we?

But can't you
just talk to them?

I wish I could.

Go on now, go get dressed.

Thanks, honey.

I don't want Marco
growing up thinking

I go around just
shooting people.

He's not gonna do that, Ed.

He just doesn't understand
why there have to be bad guys.

Well, that makes two of us.

[solemn music]

[sighs]

[footsteps clomping]

Ben, aren't you going home?

I guess I didn't realize
how late it was getting.

Elaine McNeil called,
she said Gordy's out

driving around the neighborhood

looking for that white pickup.

I'm not surprised.

Oh, Joan.

By the way, merry Christmas.

You too.

[gunshots banging]

[glass breaking]

Man.

Give me another clip,
will you?

Okay, watch this.

[gunshots banging]

See there, Willie?

Practice makes perfect.

Huh?

Boy, I love this baby.

I'd go up against
anybody with this mini-14.

How much ammo did you buy?

5000 rounds.

[both chuckling]

[woman laughing]

Hey.

-[woman screaming]
-Richard!

-What?
-Richard, come here.

Come here. Come here.

[flies buzzing]

[helicopter whirring]

This is where
the body was found.

According to his father,
Fiorina was out here

in early October,

target shooting
around one of these rock pits.

[Dove] So what do we do, Ben?

We'd need an army
to cover all this.

[Ben] There are hundreds of
places along the Tamiami Trail

he could have been.

Whoever killed him
must've picked him

right out of the blue.

He just happened to
be at the wrong place

at the wrong time.

[burger sizzles]

Hey girls,
Willie's got the burgers on.

-How do you want 'em?
-Rare.

-Over easy.
-Over easy, way I like it.

Will you get rid
of that stupid hat?

Makes you look like a wimp.

-Give me the damn hat.
-A wimp.

Give it. Come on.

Give me the damn hat,
give me the hat.

Give me the damn...

Give me the damn hat!

You want the hat?
You got it.

Hey, come on, lighten up.
Have a beer.

Don't you think they
get scary sometimes?

Always talking
about knocking over

drug dealers with the CIA.

We're not supposed
to discuss all that.

It's supposed to be a secret.

Oh, come on.

Bill doesn't make a big deal
about keeping it a secret.

He's always flashing all that
money around they get to keep.

He bought me
this ring last week.

-Look at that.
-For cash.

He must love you a lot
to buy you a ring that big.

Oh, he loves me, I know that.

And he wants to make
love to me all the time.

But it's always
wham bam, you know?

Never a kind word.

I just wish I could learn
to understand him better.

You've hardly had time.

You both fell love so quick.

Even Mike was surprised.

It was a world win, I guess

Even when we
first started dating,

it was like he needed
his approval or something.

Sandra, he can't
make up his mind

about anything without Mike.

Well, they've always been tight,

-ever since the military.
-[Mike laughing]

It's more than that.

Mike frightens me sometimes.

Don't let him.

Mike just naturally
does that to women.

You get used to it.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess I'm just
a little confused, that's all.

Maybe you don't know
how lucky you are.

I got my man and I
intend to hang onto him.

It is no fun being alone.

Willie.

I wanna go for
Miami Federal again.

Hit the armored car.

They'll never
expect us back so soon.

Hell, I don't know.

I just soon go inside
and nail a teller.

Those bozos in the
armored car can shoot back.

So what?

[chuckles]

[Mike] Woo!

[Mike] Who wants it nice
and easy over here?

[Mike] Bang bang.

[Suzanne] I'm gonna
be late, Daddy.

[Gordon] Relax,
you still have a few minutes

before the movie starts.

But my friends
are already there.

[Suzanne] Daddy, please!

[Gordon] Suzanne,
I'm looking for something.

I'll get you there on time.

[sighs]

[people chattering]

Thanks, Dad.

Hey guys!

[Gordon] Suzanne.

[Girl] Come on!

Not tonight.

You can't go to
the movies tonight.

-But you promised.
-Suzanne, I'm sorry.

Thanks a lot.

Oh.

I can't sleep.

What is it, Gordy?

Hmm?

20 years, it's the first time
you brought it home like this.

I thought this was
Ben Grogan's case.

It is.

Just something about these guys.

They've got the
hook in all of us.

Any leads?

White pickup truck,
no tags, no description.

Just two maniacs who strike
at random and disappear.

And you believe they actually
live in our neighborhood.

I'm absolutely convinced of it.

Is that why you
put your hunting gun

in the trunk of my car?

-You saw that, huh?
-Uh-huh.

So did Reverend Stowe.

He was helping me load the
dishes after the bake sale.

Well, I'm sorry about that.

I guess I should have
told you about it.

You think this is the answer?

I don't know.

I don't know what
we're supposed to do.

I just know we're
taking too long to do it.

[solemn music]

[gunshot bangs]

[tense music]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

Hey.

Hey partner.

Put that gun down.

You a cop?

No.

Step back in that water, sir.

Let me see your wallet.

Sure, man.

You can have it.

Take my money,
and the car, okay?

Okay.

-[gunshot bangs]
-[water splashing]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

[car starts]

-[engine revs]
-[tires spinning]

[man gasps]

[tense music]

[Ben] This guy's incredible.

After they shot him,

he crawls three and a half miles

through the swamp

and flags down
a car on the highway.

Thank you.

[monitor beeping]

Mr. Collazo.

I'm Jerry Dove,
this is Special Agent Grogan.

We're from the FBI.

If you're feeling up to it,
we'd like to ask you

just a couple questions.

Guys find my car yet?

No, sir, but we're just
as anxious as you are

to get our hands on it.

I don't understand.

Why did they have to
shoot me just to steal my car?

Nothing these guys do
make much sense, sir,

but you can help us.

So far, you're the
only one who's actually

seen them and lived.

It's very important
for you to tell us

whatever you can
remember about them.

That's no problem.

I remember everything
about them.

One thing I didn't get to see

was the license plate
on the white pickup.

But the fellow who shot me,

if I could draw,

I would show you
exactly what he looked like.

Metro-Dade provided
us with this sketch,

so I wanna make
sure these go out

to all the businesses
on South Dixie,

especially the banks,
and I want the tags

to Collozo's black Monte Carlo

played over the radio
like a tune on the top 40.

I guarantee you that car'll
show up at the next robbery.

Finding that white
pickup is gonna be

like trying to nail
jello to a wall.

We can't run the tags of
every Ford pickup in Florida,

but we can run
the ones on South Dixie.

[tense music]

[music continues]

[chattering on radio]

[tires squeal]

[door thuds]

They got us, Gordy.

-Black Monte Carlo?
-Yeah.

This is gonna go on forever.

Well, this is just pitiful.

How much?

Not enough for all the
grief they put us through.

Maybe we shouldn't have hit
the same bank twice in a row.

You know what I think?

I think we go
back to that bank

and hit it again.

Typical.

We come all they way out
here to see Hayley's Comet,

and what do the guys do?

Talk about work.

It's not always as bad.

It's easy for you to say,
you're one of them.

Whatever happened
to that kid you tried

to run over with your bicycle?

Little hoodlum.

I paid him
a visit at his house.

Turns out his father is a
deputy sheriff with Metro-Dade.

[men laughing]

Nice kid,
but the old man kept asking

when we're gonna catch those
two Rambos working South Dixie.

You know, we might
be able to do something

about that day after tomorrow.

What's so special about
the day after tomorrow?

Friday.

I've listed all the
bank robberies in Miami

since October and out 63,
I got our boys on five.

They almost always strike
in the morning on a Friday.

You thinking of a stakeout?

Why not?

I'm tired of letting
them make all the moves.

Gordy, we'd be
spread out along

almost 100 blocks
of South Dixie.

Why this Friday?

Just a hunch.

Okay, guys, picture time.

I wouldn't disappoint you.

Come on, come on,
everybody get over between.

Come on. Yeah.

You want a picture
of me next to this jacket?

I've got a reputation to uphold.

Go ahead and moan.

You guys are all gonna
thank me for this someday.

Okay, if we're gonna do it,
let's do it right.

All right,
absolutely, serious.

Serious.

Is this serious?

-No messing around.
-Serious.

I'd just like to say
a few words of thanks.

[people chattering]

Serious, now, serious.

All right, everybody, hold it.

Come on, Jerry.

Smile.

-Hello.
-[shutter clicks]

Hey.

Anything happens to me,

I wanna make sure
my daughter's taken care of.

I've still got
a few bucks salted away.

All of it goes to Melissa.

Why are you
bringing this up now?

Something bad's gonna happen.

What are you so scared about?

I ain't scared of nothing.

I'm being set up.

I know too much
and they want me out of the way.

Who's doing this to you?

Who do you think?

The FBI.

The CIA,

they'll never admit I was
doing their dirty work for 'em.

There must be somebody
who can help, Willie.

Somebody you can call.

Why'd you call me Willie?

Well, isn't that
what Mike calls you?

Nobody's allowed to
call me that except him.

Well, maybe you shouldn't
be around him so much.

You don't have to let him
be the boss all the time.

Mike doesn't
tell me what to do.

We work those missions
for the government.

I'm in charge.

He listens to me.

Now you butt out!

Can I help you?

[gasps]

That hurts!

I'm under a lot of pressure.

Things you can't understand.

There's only one thing
you gotta worry about.

That's keeping me happy.

Aren't I doing that?

Just don't get pregnant.

I don't know what to do, Ben.

I mean,
for the first time in my life,

I feel like I really wanna
settle down with someone,

and Jennifer says
she's not ready yet.

I'm the last one
to ask for advice.

For 23 years,
the bureau's been my family.

She's afraid of being
married to the FBI.

You okay, Ben?

Yeah.

But I'm starting to understand
the way those guys think.

And I'm scared.

They are gonna hit again.

Maybe not this Friday
or the next,

but Gordy's right.

They're coming back.

And you know why?

It's not just for
the money anymore.

They wanna see
what we're made of.

[waves lapping]

[solemn music]

Bill?

I'm just going to work.

Don't forget about
Melissa's babysitter.

She didn't get paid last week.

Don't worry about it!

I'll be bringing home
some money today.

Bye.

[door closes]

[Reporter] On the
international scene,

President Reagan
is calling Libyan leader

Mu'ammar Gaddafi a mad dog.

In light of
overwhelming evidence-

You know, it's about time
somebody nailed that Qadhdafi.

If you ask me,
we ought to wipe 'em out.

You were in Vietnam,
weren't you, Mike?

[Reporter] Military
plans against Libya.

Almost.

[Reporter] It is 22 minutes
past the hour--

I was all trained
and ready to go

and then some wimp in
Washington pulled the plug.

You know, Mike, I'm doing
a term paper on Vietnam.

Maybe you could help.

The way things are
going in the Middle East,

I wouldn't worry
about a term paper.

Why don't you just join
the Army and kick butt?

Yeah.

Oh no, Dad,
I think I just saw

an armored car
go around the corner.

Hey, you better
take me right home.

Right, and then you'd have
to miss that geometry test

that's scheduled
for this morning.

Well, yeah, but you can never
be too careful these days.

Get outta here.

Hey, wish me luck.

-Wish me luck.
-Okay.

Oh, and Dad.

Just don't get shot, okay?

-You got a deal.
-Okay.

-[phones ringing]
-Hey, Jakester.

You gonna go on surveillance
with us this morning?

No, I'm wading
through all this.

Grand jury wants
me Monday morning.

Maybe you could just
ride out there with me

and come right back.

Need your advice, Jake.

I wanna find out
what I can do legally

to spend more time with my son.

Eddie, I really gotta hang
in here with this paperwork.

Maybe this afternoon
when you get back?

[sighs]

Ron.

This all we got?

Well, Gordy's meeting is at
the shopping center at 8:15.

You are going with us,
aren't you?

I'm the case agent, aren't I?

Dressing down, huh?

[men laughing]

I'd worry if I were you, Stevio.

You look too much like
a man without a work permit.

[all groan]

Hola, Paloma.

Rough night, huh?

Paloma?

Dove, in Spanish.

I thought after meeting
Jennifer the other night

that you two were
a couple of love birds.

[men catcalling]

It's official, Jerry.

You finally got your nickname.

Well, we better hit it.

We've got 25 miles of traffic
and Gordy's waiting.

Hey, Refrigerator.

Child custody
is not my strong suit,

but I'll ride with you.

How much do you
charge an hour?

-How much money you got?
-[laughs]

Thanks, Jakester.

[Man On Loudspeaker]
Number 72, your order's ready.

72.

[bag rustling]

Beautiful weather, huh?

- 73.
-Yeah.

[Man] Come and get it.

That's why we moved
down here, isn't it?

Egg sandwich.

A large soda.

Why are you so jumpy lately?

Cut me some slack, Mike.

You scared?

No.

I can count on you, can't I?

You're damn straight.

Good.

Everyone on this surveillance

has been assigned grids
along South Dixie highway

from 130th to 186th street.

As you know,
the suspects drive a late model

white Ford F-150 pickup.

Also be on the lookout for
a 1979 black Monte Carlo,

Florida tag NTJ-891.

Do not attempt to apprehend
them if a robbery's in progress.

They are heavily armed
and they like to shoot.

Do not engage them in a chase
along South Dixie highway.

We don't want
any civilians hurt.

Any questions?

Let's do it.

[tense music]

[solemn music]

Gordy,

manager at the Barnett Bank
doesn't believe I'm FBI.

I showed her the badge,

but she still wants
someone to verify.

Well, go back in there
and tell her what we're up to.

Frosty, this is Big Ed.

Explain to her why
you're dressing down, man.

[Man] I explained, but she
thinks I'm looking too sleazy.

[Man] Tell her
you're a friend of mine

and everything will be okay.

[Man] A friend of yours,
uh-uh, I'd be arrested.

Warner out.

[tense music]

He's coming back around.

[car starts]

[indistinct chattering on radio]

Look at that.

Even left the plates on.

Break, break, all units.

[Ben] We are behind
a black Monte Carlo,

Florida license NTJ-891,

heading south on South Dixie.

Make that north
on South Dixie.

Repeat, heading north

on South Dixie.

Two white males fitting
subject description.

We are approaching 124th Street.

There they are.

[tires squealing]

[car starting]

[Man] Coming by your point.

Ain't no cops at that bank.

[Bill] Don't be too sure.

More than one back there.

Make a little turn here.

Well, we got 'em all coming.

Still with us.

We're burned.

They know we're onto 'em,
they know we're cops.

Ben, we're right
behind you, babe.

[Gordy] Ben, this is Gordy.

I'm going to parallel
one block to your right.

[Ben] I copy.

[Ben] Subject's making a
right-hand turn on 82nd Avenue.

[Ben] Gordy,
you better come to us.

[Gordy] I copy, I'm on my way.

[tense music]

[chattering on radio]

[Man] Ben, what's going on?

Why are they moving so slow?

[Ben] I don't know.

Subject on the passenger side

is loading a long barrel weapon.

How far is our backup?

Five to seven minutes.

One more block and they're
back into the heavy traffic.

These guys are shooters.

We gotta keep 'em
away from civilians.

Then let's do it.

Now.

[Ben] We'll jump ahead and keep
'em on the South Dixie highway.

All units, felony car stop.

Let's take 'em.

Move!

[tense music]

[man talking indistinctly]

[crash]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshots banging]

[gunshots banging]

[Bill groaning]

I'm hit, I'm hit!

[gunshots banging]

-Get me outta here!
-Shut up!

-[gunshots banging]
-[groaning]

-[Bill groaning]
- Oh, man.

[gunshots banging]

[gun shot]

I'm outta here.

-[Mike shouts]
-[gunshots banging]

Where you going?

[Bill] Hey, wait a minute.
Where you going?

[gunshot bangs]

[Bill] Mike!

[Bill] Mike, you okay?

[tense music]

[gunshots banging]

[Bill] Mike!

-[gunshots banging]
-[grunting]

I don't know who they are.

They all look like dope dealers.

[gunshots banging]

[grunting]

[tense music]

Hang in there, Edmundo.

Don't panic, baby,
come on, don't panic.

[gunshots banging]

[rapid gunshots]

Ah!

Mike!

-[gunshot]
-[dramatic music]

Grody?

I can't feel anything.

I think I'm paralyzed.

Hang on, buddy, hang on.

[gunshots banging]

-[gunshots banging]
-[man shouts]

Hit, I'm hit!

[gunshots banging]

Ben, he hit my gun.

Wait, it stopped.

It's over.

Lady, you better hurry
and get those cops in here.

And plenty of ambulances.

[Bill grunting]

[chattering on radio]

Ben, where are they?

[tense music]

[gunshot bangs]

Ben?

Ben!

[gunshot bangs]

-[gunshot bangs]
-[groans]

[breathes heavily]

[gunshots banging]

[Mike] You coming or what?

[Bill] Oh man, I'm hurting.

You'll be dead
if you stay here.

-[gunshot bangs]
-[Mike groans]

[gun clicks]

-[gunshot bangs]
-[Bill shouts]

-[gunshot bangs]
-[Bill shouts]

Where in the hell
did that come from?

[gun clicks]

[gunshot bangs]

Lord!

Oh Lord, get me outta here.

Get me...

[gunshots banging]

-[gun clicks]
-Damn, I'm outta ammo.

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

[tense music]

[gun clicks]

[siren wailing]

[tires squealing]

Stop, more guys got shot.
They're killing each other.

Who are they?

I don't know.

[sirens wailing]

[engine cranking]

[engine cranking]

[engine cranking]

[ignition clicking]

[gunshot bangs]

[gunshot bangs]

It's over, you bastard.

[gunshots banging]

[gun clicking]

That's enough, Ed.

It's over.

It's over!

We're FBI!

[Ron] Get help!

We need help!

[chattering on radio]

[solemn music]

Hurry!

We need help!

[Man On Radio] We have
had a shooting incident

at Southwest 82nd Avenue
and Southwest 12th Street

in homestead.

Please advise SA to
immediately report to this area.

Agents are down.

Medical units
are on the scene,

and police units
are also on the scene.

[Man On Radio] So far all
of the suspects are DOA.

[Man On Radio] I'm afraid
we've lost two agents also.

-I'm sorry--
-I'm an agent.

[man talking
indistinctly on radio]

Hey, babes.

Well, they started shooting
each other right over there.

Car pulled up.

Hey Jakester, you okay?

I'm all right.

What about the Grinch?

He didn't make it.

Gordy might not either.

I don't know what I'm
supposed to do with these.

They're for agent Grogan.

Just put 'em on his desk.

Someone will take
care of them later.

[ominous music]

[Narrator]
A thorough investigation

into the backgrounds
of Michael Platt

and William Maddox

reveal that neither
had ever been arrested

for any violent crime.

No family member
or neighbor had ever reported

any incident
of violent behavior.

Many questions,
including those surrounding

the Ohio murder
of Patty Maddox,

remain unanswered.

This event has been
studied extensively.

It now serves as
a training model for the FBI

and other law enforcement
agencies throughout the country,

so that they might
better prepare themselves

for street confrontations
with violent criminals.

However, no amount
of preparation or training

can eliminate the risks
of what might happen

should similar events occur.

Agents Orrantia,
Manauzii, and Risner

are still with the FBI.

John Hanlon recovered
from his wounds,

and after a full
and successful career,

retired from the FBI.

He is now in
private law practice.

Ed Mireles was named Law
Enforcement Officer of the Year.

He and his wife were assigned
as supervisory special agents

of the FBI academy
in Quantico, Virginia.

Gordon McNeill underwent
an extensive surgery

and rehabilitation for
bullet wounds to his spine.

He intends to
return to his duties

in the Miami office
of the FBI.

Benjamin Grogan
and Jerry Dove

died of their wounds.

They were the 36th
and 37th FBI agents

killed in the line of duty.

[solemn music]