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Corner of Wiltern and Wetherly.

Tumbler messed up. He said the Porsche would be at Wiltern and Wetherly.

- Right there. - You're bullshittin' me, right?

- 9024 Wiltern? - What, that?

I gotta get my tool.

- Kip! - He ain't bullshittin'.

Kip, that's not a tool, that's a damn brick.

You gonna use a brick? Might as well call the prison and make reservations.

Get the number.

42850. Hurry up, man.

Man, let's go!

Get the hell outta here.

OK, Billy Badass.

You got us in here, now tell me how the hell we're gonna get out.

You ain't gonna do what I think you're gonna do?

- Oh, man! - Come on.

- This ain't The Dukes of Hazzard. - Come on!

Check out my new move.

I call it "The Stranger". What I do is,

I sit on my hand for 15, 20 minutes until it goes numb,

no feeling whatsoever.

And then I rub one out.

"The Stranger"?

It's like a little boys' nursery school I've come upon here.

Where are they?

- Yeah. - Want to?

- Hey. - Leave them alone, man.

You're so talented.

- Stolen car. - No.

Hey, I love you.

Man, we're goin' to jail.

Come on!

Hands behind your back. You have the right to remain silent.

Hey, watch it!

Silver Porsche, estimated 80 miles per hour.

Heading west on Wilshire Boulevard.

Air One. We have a visual of the suspect on Vincent Thomas Bridge.

- Somethin' wrong, Tumbler? - Yeah, I'm missing Jerry Springer.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

That's right, that's right, that's right.

- What's up, auto man? - She'll go zero to 60 in 5.2 seconds.

Believe me, I can vouch for that.

Ground units, suspects last seen entering south side of warehouse.

- What've you been doing? - 13 down, 37 to go.

- What the hell is that? - What is that, man?

Now you gone and done it, Raines.

- Get the board and lights. - I got it!

- This is bullshit. - It's not comin' off!

- Keys! Get the keys! - I got 'em!

Let's go, hurry up!

- I got it. - Let's go.

Holy shit!

- Let's go, boys! - I got the lights!

- Go, go, go! - Let's go!

Shit!

Get the VIN number on that?

I got it.

- What do we got? - All gone.

We didn't get a single one and we are talking about professionals.

No visible damage to locking mechanisms, steering columns or ignitions,

and as you can see, these are not Honda Civics.

This is one of three brand-new Mercedes,

a car they say is unstealable.

Unless you get the laser-cut transponder key

sent directly to the US dealer from Hamburg.

They got somebody on the inside.

Find out which dealership sold and serviced them.

I'll get on it.

- Mr Drycoff. - Yeah.

Let's impound these cars for one month.

I don't give a damn if they belong to Tom Cruise.

Control.

Vision.

Determination.

The three fundamental components

of the new generation race-car driver.

Speed is a by-product, going fast.

But remember, the car is you. You are the car.

OK?

- Let's ride! - Yeah!

You just shaved one second off your lap time!

Tommy, I don't know what that was, but it wasn't driving.

Go get 'em.

Well, well, well.

What do you pay your pit crews with? Oreos and Gummi Bears?

I folded, Atley, you know that. What are you doing here?

- Some place we can talk? - About what?

Your brother and the deep shit he's in.

Frank, will you watch the kids for a minute?

- Tell me about Kip. - He took a job and he fumbled it.

Now he's jammed up. He's jammed up bad.

- What kind of job? - A boost, a big boost.

A boost?

- What's Kip doing on a boost? - You're shitting me, man.

Kip's become quite the little crew runner since you left.

- You don't talk to your ma? - She neglected to mention it.

Listen, I need something. I need something cold to drink.

I thought we were going some place to talk?

- Who was the job for? - A new guy. Named Raymond Calitri.

They call him The Carpenter.

He's runnin' all the dark ponies down there now.

It's a full on "devil came down to Long Beach" trip.

He's bad... He's real bad.

And this Calitri is the one who's after my brother?

Like stains on a mattress.

You should know I work for him.

There weren't a lot of opportunities for retired car thieves on the gimp.

He put me to work.

But I gotta tell you, Memphis, this guy scares the shit out of even me.

What are you doin', man?

Stop!

Stop!

Atley Jackson.

They have Kip.

Take me there.

Raymond Calitri, Memphis Raines.

I try to learn your ways, understand your obsessions,

but this baseball, it's so bleedin' boring, innit?

Where's my brother?

Memphis Raines, the legend precedes you.

Atley tells me you're the best.

After you left, auto theft in the South Bay area went down 47 per cent.

Where's my brother?

I'm proud of these.

Chair from the Arts and Craft period, mahogany table with cloud lift pattern,

black walnut wine table.

Metal's cold, ugly. Wood's warm, clean.

Provided by nature.

To see a piece of furniture take shape, it's like watching a child grow.

I asked you a question.

They threw us out of England, threw us out of France. But here we are.

Flourishing, except for the minor inconvenience

of despising everything about your country.

On this list you'll find 50 cars. Five-zero.

I need all 50 at Long Beach Harbour, Pier 14,

by 8.00am four days from now. I'm paying $200,000.

I'm not interested. I'm here for my brother.

Your Kip came to me, he had street cred.

The brother of the notorious Memphis Raines.

So two weeks ago, I hired him and advanced him $10,000.

Atley told me. If it's about the advance, I can understand your anger.

The debt has to be settled. Ten grand, from me to you.

- I wish it was that easy. - I don't see the complication.

I have four days to deliver 50 cars and I have no cars.

Well, that's another problem.

It is another problem, innit?

It's about me delivering 50 top-end cars because I said I would.

If I don't, my South American friend goes somewhere else.

That's not good, it's a humiliation.

I'm the arsehole who said I'd deliver.

Am I an arsehole? Do I look like an arsehole?

Yeah.

- I need that paper satisfied. - I'm retired.

And where the hell is my brother?

I made this as well. My first one.

It takes 80,000 pounds of pressure to crush a car.

Kip.

- Who's that? - Memphis.

- Oh, shit. - Are you OK?

Shut it off.

- 30 seconds to consider your options. - Shut it off!

One, you kill me, they kill you, your brother dies anyway.

Two, you lie. Accept the job, take your brother, you run.

I hunt you down, I kill you, I kill your brother and I kill your mother,

for the aggravation you've caused me.

Three, you accept the deal, you steal some cars,

you make some money and you be a big brother.

- Memphis! - 8.00am Friday morning.

Cars are on the boat or your brother's in the coffin.

Get me outta here! Somebody get me outta here!

Listen, you really don't have to make me anything.

Oh, hey, you come down here, you save my ass, it's the least I can do.

You're pumpin' gas some place up north?

- Working with kids. - Oh, yeah?

First place.

I remember this.

Oh, yeah. That was a long time ago.

- What'd you put in it? - I don't know.

It's good.

- Does Mom know about any of this? - No, no, she doesn't.

And I don't think she should.

You know, she works really hard. She doesn't need to know about this.

Look, you know, I got everything under control.

The kitchen's on fire.

Man.

Hey, Memphis...

It's good to see you.

All the carts over there!

- Hey, Fuzzy. - Oh, shit.

- I told you I don't know anything. - Yeah, but you're a liar.

- You'll get me fired. - That's not good.

- You're on parole, right? - Fuzzy, hey.

Nobody wants to get you fired, we just need this information.

Two weeks ago, a call came in for a lot of top-end cars.

- Who made that call? - I don't have a clue.

- Let's go talk to your boss. - Oh, shh....!

- I know the delivery date. - And when is that?

Thursday, Friday, end of the week.

Get me a name in 48 hours or we'll be back.

- Good to see you, buddy. - Thank you.

I'm looking for Helen Raines.

- Helen, some guy's here for you. - What guy? What does he look like?

Like a firecracker. Like your son.

- You look so good. - So do you, Mom.

- A spring bouquet. - What are you doing here?

Well, Atley Jackson came to see me, told me something about Kip.

Can I help you with one of these?

Tell Castlebeck he won't believe who just walked into the Quality Cafe.

Can't say I'm surprised.

All his life, he looked up to you, tried to be you.

I guess now he is.

So why is this happening? I send you guys money.

He met some people and he changed.

He lost that... that sweetness, you know?

OK...

Tell me. How deep in is he?

Deep.

Can you get him out?

It means doing things.

Things I told you I'd never do again.

Do what it takes, Randall.

When did you get into town?

- Last night. - What for?

I thought I'd catch a Lakers game, heard we got Shaquille.

You guys wanna go?

- Guess not. - Randall, come here.

I get this call from this uniform.

Very nice man, remembers everything.

He says, "Guess who's back in town?" I say, "Who?"

He says "Randall Raines." The car thief? He says, "Yeah."

Impossible. He says, "He's back." I say, "No."

He says, "I bet you $200 I just saw Randall Raines."

You said a lot. Detective...

No, whoa, whoa.

What's really ironic about this is

two nights ago we snare 13 fresh stolens waiting for export.

At the time, I'm thinking, this feels like Randall Raines.

It didn't have your panache, your flash, but just...

...felt like Randall Raines. And now here you are.

Look, I don't know what you boys are looking for but I just got back.

It was a family emergency, that's the truth.

Family emergency? I got a family emergency too.

I gotta go tell my woman I just lost $200 on a stupid deal.

- She's mean. - What?

She can be mean.

Come here, Randall.

Take those glasses off, man, please, do me a favour.

Six years ago, you made a smart move,

retired from a life that'll get you busted or killed or both.

And I'm thinking that not putting you away when I had a chance

is like this big bug up the ass of this impressive career I've had.

Yeah, but without disappointment, you can't appreciate victory.

- Eleanor tell you that? - That's hitting below the belt.

Let me tell you about below the belt. From here on out,

cross the street outside of a crosswalk, roll through a stop sign,

if you use an aerosol can in a manner other than directed...

I don't care, you make one slip and I will put you away, for good.

- OK. - By the time you get out, asshole,

there won't even be cars.

We'll all be cruising around in little space ships.

That's gonna suck.

- Who's Eleanor? - It's a damn car.

And don't ever talk about my wife.

Excuse me, you know where Otto is?

He's in the back, in the paint shop.

Is that you? It's about time you came to see me.

Hey, good to see you!

You look great.

- It's good to see you. - You too.

- You remember my Junie. - How are you?

- We're doing good, thank you. - Good, good.

- You look happy. - I am happy. I really am.

- What happened? - What do you mean?

It's nice, but... The chop shop, the stripped cars, my education?

What happened? Hey...

Old age, that's what happened.

I tired of killing 'em.

I woke up one morning and thought,

I'm no longer a destroyer, I'm a means of resurrection.

Now we restore, we revive.

Come here, remember we used to do this?

- What's this? - You know. Come here... OK.

The Ferrari 365 GTB/4 Daytona, Le Mans, 1971.

- Quad cam. - That's a V12.

V12 right, right!

Here it peaks at 5500 rpm.

What do you know about Raymond Calitri?

- Who? - Raymond Calitri.

Excuse us, sweetness, I'll be right back. No, no, no, it's all right.

Raymond Calitri.

He's a jackal tearing at the soft belly of our...

Of our fair town.

And he's an asshole to boot, so be careful.

I heard about Kip.

- Are you considering a comeback tour? - Think it can be done?

Don't do this to me, OK?

Please, not now.

Oh, man.

- How many cars? - Fifty.

- How many days? - Three.

How many in your crew?

One, but I came here hoping to negotiate for a second.

No way, it can't be done. You need time to prep, to shop, you know that.

It has to be.

They're gonna kill him.

It was a mistake to come here.

You have a great life now. I don't want to upset that.

Wait a minute, hold on.

Look around you.

These days, I'm all about second chances.

So let's make a few phone calls, and we'll go from there, OK?

OK.

Don't look at me, look at the people next to you!

Turn the wheel!

Pull over, pull her the hell over!

Asshole!

Learn how to drive!

Don't touch nothin', just...

You can't negotiate turns, you can't signal properly,

you can't maintain speed, you can't parallel park.

Hell, you can't drive.

Shit, I can't swim, I know I can't.

So you know what I do? I stay my black ass out the pool.

All right, now, just...

Just... Can you...?

Hello.

Memphis! Hey, how are you?

Sure, sure. When?

OK.

All right, man. Thanks a lot.

Donny.

Just take it round the block a couple of times, OK? All right.

Hello, I'm calling for Frankie Fish.

Frank's dead, man. He got scragged.

I'm sorry.

Yeah, I'm looking for Henry Santoro.

He went to Florida with Frankie Fish. Tell him I want my money.

- I didn't mess with your money. - Yes, ma'am, Dan and Mikey.

- Both in Chino, a nickel apiece. - Not sure I'll tell you who this is.

- Yeah, try it, asshole. - You sound very busy right now.

You sound very, very busy.

- There's only two names left. - Yeah? Let me see.

- Those two. No way. - There's no one else.

Are you sure?

- You tell him. Why should I? - Come on!

- You were the one... - Fine, fine.

A guy who can't speak can't take a phone call.

You've got a call!

Sphinx, is that you?

Press a button if it's you.

Sway, did you set up this brake job?

Warped all four rotors. Must've been riding those brakes like an old lady.

That's nice.

Sounds like the left bank's running lean.

- Service department's over there. - Can I talk to you?

Talk to me? Yeah, sure. Talk.

- The thing is, I came back... - Do you know what time it is?

- Five-thirty. I came back because... - I gotta go. I'm late for work.

- You're at work. - I got two jobs.

I have discovered that you have to work twice as hard when it's honest.

- Sway, can I get another shot? - Yeah.

- You still look amazing. - While you look like a Bible salesman.

You're healed.

- Can we improvise a little bit? - Sure. What do you have in mind?

Wanna get crazy?

There's a Cutlass 442 in the back. We can shine the hood.

- What do you say? - That's not what I had in mind.

It's about my brother.

- Kip's in trouble. - Trouble?

- He took a boost and he blew it. - Shit.

- And you got some Italians? - Five or six.

Fifty ladies in 24 hours, $200,000.

Well, I've cleaned up.

I understand.

- I hate to come here and ask you. - Can I get that drink now?

I had to ask a few of the others too and I feel bad about it, but...

- But you had no choice... - Pretty much.

I'm sorry.

It's all right.

I'd love to help Kip but I'm not into the life any more.

- Well, that's a good thing. - Yeah.

- Glad to see you're doing well. - Sorry I can't help you.

- I'd like to pay for your drink. - That's fine.

How about that drink?

Yeah, how about that drink?

Raines, Memphis Raines.

Do I know you?

You should, considering all the business you screwed up for me in the past.

- Johnny B. - That's me.

- What can I do for you? - I'll tell what you can do for me.

Get outta Long Beach, tonight.

I'll be gone in three days, I'm here on family business.

Word on the street says Calitri hired you and your brother for a top order.

- That order should've went to me. - That's not the way it went down.

Hey!

Get away from my car, asshole!

Got somethin' to say before I kill you, fool?

Sphinx...

Otto sent you?

Oh, Dad.

Probably both be working at the dealership if he hadn't died,

just like normal people.

Shit.

- What's the matter with you? - Well...

Six years does a lot of different things to people.

I don't know where you went, but...

You're in there, talking about being normal.

You were always the one who was going after the easy money.

I didn't do it for the money.

I did it for the cars.

Gleaming in marina blue, sunflower yellow, Marlboro red,

begging to be plucked.

And I'd do it.

I'd boost her

and just blast to Palm Springs,

instantly feeling better about being me.

And then, next day it seems like, I'm getting shot at,

my friends are dying, people are going to jail,

I didn't like what I'd become.

Yeah, and then you left,

and then I didn't have a brother any more,

and now you wanna give me advice,

and I don't even know you.

You know I got my own family now, I got my own friends,

and you can say what you want about them but they're loyal.

When you hit the wall, the same thing's gonna happen.

You and your family are either gonna get shot

or get a five-year jolt at Corcoran.

Those Mercedes we impounded that need laser-cut keys

are from Dressner Foreign Motors downtown Newport.

All the employees are clean except for him.

James Lakewood. Served a nickel at Folsom for auto-insurance fraud.

I bet he neglected to mention that to the people at Dressner Foreign Motors.

It gets better.

Young James places orders for lost keys with Mercedes' home office in Germany.

The list.

The list. Guess we'd better start beating the bushes, find out... Whoa.

- 1967 Shelby GT500. - I know.

You got Eleanor here?

Otto, there's somebody here to see you.

Oh, the puppy's a big dog, now.

- How you doing? - Hey, what is this up here?

Hey, Otto, how you doing? Long time. Good to see you.

- What are you doing here, Kip? - We came to talk about some things.

- About what? - It seems like you need a little help.

And we thought we should participate.

- I promised Mom I'd get you outta this. - We're talking about a lot of money.

- And if you guys think you're... - What, money?

Is that why you think I'm doing this, you inconsiderate punk?

You call Mom and explain to her...

- ...little pumpkin get hurt! - ...steal 50 cars in two days!

This is why I do not do business with family.

I think you should consider this.

Come on, Otto, please. His criminal career has come to an end.

His life will end unless we pull this off.

How can we do it without him?

It can't be done and you know it.

- You guys have any skills at all? - Please.

Yeah, we have skills. Mirror Man's an electronics expert.

He's got some gadgets that you old farts probably never heard of.

Tumbler can pretty much drive anything with wheels

and some things without wheels.

And Toby's a computer genius. He does fascinating things with computers.

What exactly can you do with a computer, Toby?

I can hack into the DMV mainframe I can change VIN numbers,

I can change addresses, registrations, I can do a lot of really tricky stuff.

All right, all right. We do this, we do it my way, I run the show.

Take your orders from me. Any problems with that, leave now.

- No, that's fine. - Who is Gilligan here, what does he do?

Gilligan is actually Freb.

Freb can order pizzas like nobody's business.

- It's true. - Hey, people gotta eat, right?

This is outrageous.

I want my lawyer. I'm not saying a word till I get a lawyer.

- All right, James, that's an option. - And frankly, a reasonable one.

Call your lawyer, tell him you've been arrested

on suspicion of grand theft auto, we indict you...

- He'll bail you out. - ...and we move to trial.

OK, OK...

A kid came to me, said he'd pay $500 a key.

So I put the order forms through and he picked them up a couple of days later.

- What's the kid's name? - We kept it anonymous.

He was a well-built kid... Looks like a boxer.

- What do you want me to do? - When he comes back, you call us.

- What says he comes back? - A hunch.

To make the Friday 8.00am deadline, you have to go old school.

One night boost, put all your nuts in one basket.

- Hey, one night, are you crazy? - Got a better plan?

- Spread it out, play shadow games. - We're on a truncated timetable.

- Otto, I'm sorry, can you listen...? - We heard you, shadow games.

But you have to understand, if you play shadow games,

by the second night, the heat is onto you.

With a one-night boost, by the time the first car's reported stolen,

your ship sets sail, it's a surprise attack.

This is a complicated list, fellas. It really is, OK?

There are 25 that aren't a problem,

but these exotics are tough to find

and the new Mercedes, they require laser-cut keys, OK?

- I got that covered. - You got that covered?

- What'd I just say? Yeah. - That's what he said.

All right, let's get to work.

Toby, hack into the insurance database and find as many cars as you can.

Yes! I got addresses on Hillary, Natalie and Tracy.

Donny, check the DMV for the remaining cars on the list.

I'm sorry, you missed five questions. That's a failing.

No...! No, why?

You're supposed to go faster when somebody tailgates you...

Hello, again.

Here's a list of the 20 car owners' names and addresses you requested.

- Thank you. - That's $100, please.

- $100? - $5 a car, 20 cars.

- Would you like a calculator? - It used to be $2 a car.

Thanks a lot.

My name's Roger, sir, may I be of some help?

That's funny, my name's Roger. Two Rogers don't make a right.

I have a problem. I've been in LA three months. I have money, I have taste.

But I'm not on anybody's A-list and Saturday night is the loneliest for me.

- A Ferrari would certainly change that. - Perhaps, but you know...

This is the one. Yes.

I saw three of these outside the local Starbucks this morning,

which tells me one thing:

There's too many self-indulgent wieners in this city with too much bloody money.

Now, if I was driving a 1967 275 GTB four-cam...

You would not be a self-indulgent wiener, sir.

- You'd be a connoisseur. - Precisely.

Champagne would fall from the heavens, doors would open,

velvet ropes would part.

I don't have one here. However, I do have one in the warehouse.

Superb. What else do you have in the warehouse?

That was Mr Lakewood from the dealership.

Says that punk is gonna pick up the keys to three new Mercedes today.

Same make and model as the ones we impounded.

Now we're talking.

The El Spirito de Graciela

sails Friday, 8.00am sharp.

We'll target all the cars within 45 minutes of here.

By the time their alarm tracking system's activated,

the cars will already be in these containers.

Fellas, this is Sway.

- No questions. I'm here for Kip. - All right.

- It's me. He's here. - The red Chevy Nova?

- That's affirmative, sir. - What's going on, bro?

As soon as he leaves, call me with the owners' addresses.

I'll get those forms right over, sir.

Damn boss, always on my case.

I got three here?

Thank you.

Randall Raines, Donny Astricky, Otto Halliwell...

Shall I set up some tails?

They're too smart for that, they'll just dump the cars.

We'll get them with the Mercedes.

Let's set up three surveillance teams at those addresses.

You go ahead and make your move, man.

And I will be waiting for you.

- Why do you call them girls' names? - That's a good question. Why?

It's code. You say Jane, Shirley, Lucy, Edna,

and nobody listening on the waves is the wiser.

Got 'em?

All right, we got the addresses of all 50 ladies. Let's scout 'em.

- There she is. - Nice.

It's cold. They keep these Ferraris refrigerated?

Black people don't like the cold. We're tropical people.

When this is over, I'm gonna smoke a joint, watch Roots and kick your ass.

Hello and welcome to TV car trivia.

First question: who was the driver of a '73 Firebird?

- Otto? - Jim Rockford. Rockford Files.

- Give me Colombo. - A Peugeot convertible.

- What colour? - Grey.

- How do you know that? - I love that show.

I got three words for all of y'all. Get a life.

This is some kiddie-shit, Sphinx.

- What's on Magnum PI's licence-plate? - Robin 1.

Wasn't Robin that faggy guy who hung with him?

No, that was Higgins. That was Higgins.

Ten points for our fearless leader.

Sway, give us the honour of the Bill Bixby trifecta.

A Corvette in The Magician, a Ford pick-up truck in The Incredible Hulk,

and in The Courtship of Eddie's Father, he walked.

- Bingo. - My man.

Al, tell me something.

Nothing doing here, sir, nobody's showing.

Copy.

A minivan approaching. It seems a little late for soccer practice.

Heads up. I think we got some activity right here.

Oh, that is... Looks like it's Kip Raines.

And we got Randall Raines.

If they take this, we will take them down.

He's pulling something out of his pocket.

It's a camera. Looks like he's just doing some homework.

Let's leave 'em be. I don't wanna burn this.

They will be back.

Let's go to Otto's in the morning.

Kick over some rocks, see what's underneath there.

We saved the best for last. The '67 Shelby Mustang GT500.

- The GT500. - Yeah, yeah.

There she is.

Yep, there's Eleanor.

- Eleanor is Memphis's unicorn. - What's a unicorn?

Fabled creature. The horse with the horn, impossible to capture.

The one that no matter how often you try to boost it, something happens.

We'll get through this this time, right?

- It's gonna be smooth... - What's he doing?

- ...easy... - Talking to her, man.

Trying to get reacquainted. They had a rough history.

She almost got him killed a couple of times.

He flipped one on the Harbour Freeway.

He went off the Long Beach pier once.

...smooth, easy ride.

We're just gonna glide.

Big night tomorrow, guys. Let's go home.

- Did you get the picture? - Yeah.

See you tomorrow night, Eleanor, with your fine ass.

We're almost home. Wanna get something to eat?

I'd like to get a chocolate malt.

Get outta the car!

Go, go, go!

- Why are people shooting at us? - I blew up their car.

Over here.

"Beast"...

OK, OK...

Oh, shit.

Oh, you... You think it's a game?

Johnny B... The cops, man.

I ain't got nothin' but time, baby.

Man, we're gonna be here all night.

Look! Cop car!

Long as I'm in here, you're just gonna sit out there, aren't ya?

All right?

Hey, listen, this is the plan.

This is what we do. There's a big rig over there.

Mister, is that your truck out there? The Big Rig Wrecker?

- The Wrecker's mine. - Cool.

What do I gotta do? How do I learn? Where do I go?

- You gotta go to truck-drivin' school. - I know, man, I know.

But I mean, like...

You boys ready to play a little pin the tail on the donkey?

- Can I get you a jelly doughnut? - No, I'm...

- I'm gonna have a waffle. - Maybe next time, though.

I'm gonna smoke you!

Want some of this?

Yeah.

You guys got permits for these weapons?

So you think I can only get pizzas, huh?

- Boosted it myself. - Yeah, yeah. How did you get it?

- The keys were in it. - That defies the point then, don't it?

You stole a car that wasn't on the list.

You stole a car that wasn't on the list.

Why not go to the police station in a red clown suit,

let everybody know what we're doing?

- What have we got? - I don't know.

- Shit! Fellas... - What?

- Give me that. Let me see that. - Check this out.

- This looks like heroin. - What?

- Where did you get this car? - In Chinatown.

Why would a car in that neighbourhood have keys in it?

Because nobody would be stupid enough to rip this car off.

- Get this outta here. Take it back. - We can't.

- Get it outta here. - Relax.

- Shut up. - No...

Take it back.

Now!

Man, I will knock the shit out of you...

Wait.

Who is it?

Detective Castlebeck.

Oh, great!

Goddamn it.

- Hello, Otto. - Detective, good to see you.

- Long time. - Yeah. You're looking good.

Thank you.

So, what have we got here?

A multi-generational gathering of players, is that what we got?

- Yeah. - Here's Donny.

- How you been? - I'm just happy to see you.

Yeah. I gotta tell you, Randall, seeing you here, Otto, Donny,

makes me feel almost nostalgic.

Kinda like a big reunion.

You should stick around 'cause a little later we're gonna make s'mores,

and sing Kumbaya.

- What is this? - They call this a Cadillac.

What's wrong with it?

- Needs restoration. - What?

- Brightening. - Otto.

- You got a '39 Ford right there. - That's a pretty car, isn't it?

Right here you got a '53 Fiat Vignale.

These are beautiful cars.

And here we got an '83 Cadillac El Dorado.

I mean, who the hell pays to brighten up a Cadillac El Dorado?

I think it holds a certain sentimental value, you know.

Nothing more.

Run me down a tag.

Licence 329 HRO,

that is Harold, Randall, Otto burgundy Cadillac.

No faith in our new-found goodness, detective?

Task force runs on statistics and numbers, you know that.

Randall. This Kip?

That's my brother. He's all grown up.

One Baker Eleven, Pacific Division, three-two-niner Harold, Randall, Otto.

No wants, no warrants at this time. DMV not on file.

- Copy that. Thank you. - I know what you're doing. I know.

You're thinking, there's no want,

but I stripped its guts and crated her up, right?

- Is that what you did? - No, I didn't do it.

You're trying to hurt my feelings? Go ahead, do it. Let her rip.

- Rev it up. - All right, goddamn it, I will.

Sell it to you cheap.

'83. First year they put auto-ride on these boys.

I don't know. You probably know more about cars at this point than I do.

- You slipping on me? - Your knowledge overwhelms me.

- Got a real nice-sounding engine. - 4.1 litre.

- Digital fuel injection? - You're the man.

Give her some more!

- Yeah, that's it. - Go!

- Go! Go! - Come on!

Baby, don't be so mean!

- That was good. - You break it, you buy it, my friend!

Yeah, she got some power goin'.

All right.

I'll catch you later.

- It's on for tonight. - How do you know?

They got the call signs of all the units working tonight.

- What were you gonna do with this? - I was gonna bonk him.

Bonk? For the next 24 hours,

all your decision-making privileges are removed. You got it?

- Got it. - Yeah, that's cool.

Obviously, they're onto us, he's sniffing real close.

If anything appears out of place,

cut bait, get out of there and walk away.

And get rid of this goddamn car.

- What's up, Kip? - What are you doing?

You think you're coming with us but you're not.

What? I'm part of the team, I get to go.

Wake up. You'll end up in jail or the morgue. Don't be stupid.

What am I supposed to do?

Did you see a box of rubber gloves here?

You don't need gloves. This is the new age. Check this out.

- What is this? - Let me see that claw you call a hand.

It's not doughnut jelly, so don't eat it. Your new fingerprints.

Elvis is back.

- Boy got skills, right? - Yeah, you do.

Look like a little ghetto Smurf.

I am a bad man.

Thanks.

Thanks for doing this.

Keep it real. Think slow. We should get through it just fine.

Low Rider, Donny.

Donny? Low Rider.

OK, let's ride.

Oh, shit!

Give me the damn torch.

I tell you, I'm the man.

Where does this go? Find a way to get in here.

Get this.

I'm runnin' this shit, if you do that again, I will...

It's cool, man. You ain't gotta take it so damn personal.

Everything is perfect.

Hello, ladies.

- Always was a sucker for a redhead. - Let's go. Come on, move.

Go, go.

Work your magic, baby. I know you know Ferraris.

Girl got skills.

You all right?

- Think we're gonna make it? - I don't know. Too early to tell.

Diana, Tricia, Nadine and Rose are on their way.

Good going, guys.

- Al, tell me something. - Unit 2.

Sorry, sir. Nothing yet.

Son of a bitch. You're not parking right in front of me.

Oh, no, I can't see a damned thing.

All right, gotta move.

- Ever feel bad about any of this? - Hell, no. I'm Robin Hood, man.

I rob from the rich and give to the needy.

Damn!

- Donny! - I got you.

You mean the poor.

- Cutters. - Cutters.

No, like I said, the needy.

'Cause, brother, we need this car.

What's up, dawg?

- You're new, aren't you? - How can you tell?

Listen, son. You take real good care of this car

and I'll take care of you.

Save it and get another of these suits.

- God bless you, son. - You need a fashion counsellor.

I ain't here for the door, I'm here for the car. Get your big ass out.

Out! What are you looking at?

- Damn, that was as easy as pie. - I'm a veteran, son.

- Get out or I'll blow your brains out. - You're shitting me.

I'll shoot you, damn it!

Damn!

You lazy, half-assed bully.

Any asshole can pull a gun.

You don't know the first thing about stealing a car. What?!

You need a role model.

Stacey.

Sharon.

Laura.

Lindsay.

Rachel.

Hey, check this out.

JJ, he's back. But he's smart, he watches his ass.

Let's hold our positions. If he rolls, follow him out.

Copy that.

What's he doing? What are you doing?

We might as well roll down our windows and wave.

- JJ, you tail him. - Copy that.

Let's go.

- Good luck. - Piece of cake.

Unit 1, this is Unit 2. Astricky has landed.

If they roll, we take 'em down.

Last night, that van was parked four houses down. Now it's only two.

- We got company. - Shit.

He's at the car.

Bird, come back.

Stand by, Unit 1.

- What? - Where are you?

Where do you think I am? At the casino picking up the lady. What do you want?

The ladies are dirty. Walk away.

- The ladies are dirty. - What?!

I want everybody back to the garage, now.

So she's having the baby right now? Guess I'd better get to the hospital.

- Something's got him spooked. - My wife is having a baby.

I gotta... I'm nervous. This ain't even my car, I'm way over here.

He's heading away from the vehicle.

I see you.

Pull in over there.

This is Unit 2. I lost them.

All right, it's time to talk to Fuzzy again.

Check this out.

Laser-encoded keys that send a message to a receiver inside the car.

Wanna tell me what you're doing with these?

These are from last week. These are from the other boost.

Give me that back.

Who is it?

- Where did they come from? - The keys!

- Take it easy! - Give me this.

- Hey. What happened? - Where did you get these from?

The Mercedes are dirty, there's surveillance vans all over them.

My guy in Southland. The same guy as I used before.

- Before when? - When we took the other cars.

- The other Mercedes. - Christ, Castlebeck.

He got to a guy at the dealership and turned him. That's what happened.

Eight hours left.

So we're standing around having a meeting? What's going on?

Memphis,

maybe it's time for us to get these kids out of town...

- Oh, man! You know what... - We can't go back out there.

If there's no Mercedes, there's no point in boosting any other cars, that's it.

Forty-seven's not fifty, Memphis. You know that's what he'll say.

Memphis, we still have the Mercedes keys from the last boost.

Hey, those cars are at the police impound.

The police impound. You want us to go there and start stealing cars?

- Yeah. - Yeah, let's do it.

- You're crazy. - We're gonna get hectic.

- Memphis, no. - Let's do this.

Hey, Sphinx, I don't look suspicious, do I, man?

Otto, man. I think that your dog ate the keys.

He usually goes for licence plates. Are you sure?

- What? - Wait a minute.

- The dog ate the keys? - Yes.

- How are you gonna get them out? - Not funny.

Hey, don't even think about it, Sphinx.

It's all right.

Let's see, Toby.

Go see if you can get some Alpo and get some Ex-Lax.

- No way, man! - Bad dog!

Let's get back to work.

Hey, open the door!

- Oh, Jesus. - Hurry up.

- End it, rock star. - Jesus Christ!

Now what, man? What else?

Fuzzy, you never called me.

So we gotta stay here till you tell me everything you know.

I told you everything. I said, "This is everything I know."

Detective Drycoff, does it seem like the suspect is violating his parole?

Yes, if by violating his parole you mean failing to cooperate with an officer.

Little trick I learned in the car thief retirement home.

Will you hold this?

I'm not failing to cooperate, it's just that...

Yeah, OK...

Word has it that Kip Raines took the job and screwed up.

He screwed up pretty bad.

Who put out the order for the job?

It's Raymond Calitri's order.

Nice.

Come on, come on...

Yes!

Six hours left. Has the dog done its business yet?

Toby and Freb are walking him right now.

He's not gonna do it. It's not gonna happen, man.

Come on, dog.

What's wrong, Hemi? Poop, dog!

- It had to be a girl car. - What kind of girl drives a Hemi 'Cuda?

I'll show you.

Lipstick?

Matches the car.

What's next? Blush? Mascara?

Next time, I'll pull out the leather, high heels and pink underwear for you.

Leather, high heels and pink underwear?

Pink underwear works. Pink underwear works.

Raymond Vincent Calitri did five years in south London for manslaughter.

He immigrated in '98.

Look at this. Loan sharking, extortion, fencing.

His front's a salvage yard.

We're gonna have to wait it out.

So... Are you seeing anybody?

No. I had a girl once.

She was great.

So if she was so great, why did you leave her?

I did ask you to come with me.

You asked me to be a different person.

I didn't want to see people get hurt. I wanted you to slow down.

Well, I couldn't.

'Cause I wasn't ready.

You're straight now.

Yeah, I am, because it wasn't the same without you.

- Excuse me, gentlemen. - Hey, asshole, I was reading that.

Watch your mouth, kid.

This is a file from a homicide investigation.

It took us three months to get a wire tap on him.

No other division, including GRAB,

can go near his personal residence or place of business.

Got it? Let me tell you something.

Raymond Calitri is going down for murder one, boneheads.

Who gives a shit about grand theft auto, really?

- I can't watch this. - Come on, get it on, get it over with.

What do you think is more exciting, having sex or stealing cars?

Having sex or boosting cars?

Well...

How about...

...having sex while boosting cars?

That's a good line.

Doesn't work on a lot of girls, though.

I just blurted it out, I'm sorry.

But you haven't answered the question.

Well, you see, the problem is,

how do you get over the shifter?

- Because the... - It gets in the way.

Because you wouldn't want to disrupt the synchromesh, right?

With the throttle linkage...

The clutch master cylinder...

...and the overhead camshaft.

- I can't do this. - Wait.

Just straight in-line six,

triple Weber carburettors,

bolted to each other's body structures.

- It's time to work. - Good brakes.

Good brakes, too.

- There's nothing happening. - Maybe he's got indigestion.

- Give him some more Ex-Lax. - He already ate two.

- Hey, little man. - Oh, man.

I thought I told you, this is our turf. You wanna make a move?

- We don't want your turf. - Something wrong with where we live?

- It's cool for you, just not for us. - So you think you're better than us?

Maybe we should cut you up, dawg?

- Dude, the keys. - All right.

Excuse me a second, guys.

Oh, man!

- I'm gonna throw up, dawg! - Man, that's disgusting.

What kind of pervert gets their jollies off with dog shit?

Look, I got 'em! All three!

- You guys are sick. - I got 'em!

Wake up, man. Check this out.

Every time I drive my Volvo in Beverly Hills, they tow the shit.

We ain't got any Volvos here.

- There is a Volvo here, I know it. - Just wait a minute.

I'm trying to tell you, there ain't no Volvos here.

Get in your book, do something. Find my damn Volvo.

Sphinx... Sway.

It's got to be in there. Check it out, man.

Wait, there's nothing here, look.

There's another one here.

Tell you what, look at this.

She's a brick... house...

Look, I'm sorry. I don't even need to be out here.

I got a midget paging me, I gotta get outta here. Time is money.

This is the worst damned day of my life.

Detective Castlebeck. Glass shards from the warehouse...

...from a black light bulb available at any hardware store.

All right. What the hell is a black light bulb doing

in a warehouse in Long Beach?

Come with me.

- See this glass? - Let me guess.

- Black light? - Black light.

Take that wall. I'll take this wall.

- Remember the '70s? - Too young, thank God.

Black lights were all the rage back then.

They had this ink, these magic markers,

only show up under black light.

If you've got a whole lot of information you don't want anybody to have...

- Like a shopping list of cars. - There you go.

Yes! Yes!

- Here's our list. - That's a big list.

- We can't handle all these cars. - Maybe we don't have to.

Let's concentrate on the rarest ones and let's just hope for some luck.

Let's get somebody on these here.

You and I will take this one, the '67 Shelby Mustang.

Can't be but a few of these in town.

But how do you know he hasn't already stolen it?

If I know our boy, he'll leave this one till last.

- Why? - He's afraid of it.

Yo, guys.

It's me.

Oh, man. What are you doing?

- I wanna roll with you guys on a boost. - Let's go. Later. Come on.

Go, go, go.

- What's the matter? Come on! - Security! Someone's stealing the car.

- Go, go, go! What are you doing? - Jesus, bro.

I oughta leave your ass. What's the matter?

Hey, check this out.

Homeboy got "snake" on the licence plate.

Snake'll have to slip his ass all the way to the bus-stop in the morning.

Police officers, we need to check the lot for a car.

Go ahead.

Check this out, man, some riding music.

It's different than the cracker shit you used to be playing.

You like that? Are you feeling it? Are you feeling it?

I know you're feeling it.

What's... Oh, snake!

Get this snake off me! Snake!

Snake! Snake!

Get this thing off me, man! It's a snake!

It's trying to kill me, man! Get it off me!

They always wanna kill a brother, this is wrong!

What the hell are you doing? Get the snake!

- Use the brakes! - I am!

This snake is crawling up my ass, man! This snake is up my ass!

This snake's gonna swallow my shit whole, man.

God, I love that car.

Two ladies home safe.

He's tucking in Vanessa, and Bernadine just took me for a ride.

- What's the count? - 48.

Yes!

Mirror and Sphinx had unexpected visitors.

- Castlebeck? - I think so.

- Everything cool? - They're on their way back to Otto's.

- Donny and Freb are there. - Kip and Tumbler?

No word yet.

- Lost in suburbia hell. Where are we? - You don't know where you're going?

- Which way's out, it looks the same. - You don't know where you're going?

- That is a cop. - No, it's not. That's rent-a-cop.

- Slow down! - He's pulling a U-turn.

- Oh, man, we're in big trouble. - In pursuit of stolen Cadillac SUV,

travelling west on Murray Drive.

Roadblock!

- Oh, shit! - Go!

Go!

- Oh, man! - Son of a bitch!

- Oh, shit. - What's the matter, man?

- He's been shot. - Oh, shit.

Dude, go to the hospital.

- People ask questions in hospitals. - The hospital!

Use your head, we're in a stolen car.

- This does not look good. - You're gonna be all right.

- What happened? - We ran into a security patrol.

- He hid in the van, we didn't know. - We'll get you a doctor, private.

Get him to the car.

Lie in the back. Lie down in the back.

Tumbler, you and Kip take the last van back to Otto's.

What are you doing?

I'm going with him.

- If something goes wrong... - Let's go!

I'll take care of him.

Let's finish this.

What's up?

- What's the story with that Humvee? - Gone.

- Cadillac? - Same. Where are we going?

The only '67 Shelby in the area

is registered at International Towers, Long Beach.

Let's go to Long Beach.

I know we got a history, Eleanor,

and that history has not been great.

But I promise,

you take care of me, I'll take care of you.

Shit.

Easy way or the hard way, Raines?

I think he's choosing the hard way.

All right.

One Baker Eleven in pursuit of '67 Ford Mustang, grey.

- That sign said "do not enter". - You noticed?

- Jesus! - Keep your pants on.

Suspect now travelling east on Fourth Street.

Correction. Make that north on Main.

- Move! Get the...! - Just move!

Get outta there!

You wanna get crazy with me?

Come on, boy.

One Baker Eleven. Unit Three involved in a TA at St Vincent's and Seventh.

All units, pursuit has entered flood control adjacent to 710 freeway.

- Where's that air unit? - Requesting air unit.

Air One, we're over the pursuit.

Suspect travelling southbound at 90 miles an hour.

- Stay with him, Air One. - I'm all over him.

- Suspect has increased speed to 120. - Maintain visual.

- 140 miles an hour. - Do not lose him.

This is an A-Star, sir, not an Apache.

150, 160...

- He's gone. - God!

- Man, this guy can drive. - What?!

It's probably mostly the car.

Hey, what time is it?

Seven-thirty.

I think I'm gonna have to get you out of town or something.

Your brother's the best boost in the world,

but I don't know if he's gonna make this one.

I'm not like my brother. I just don't abandon my friends.

Oh, man. I ought to smack you silly, boy.

Your brother ran away, is that what you think?

You'd better get your story straight.

Well, go on, then. Straighten it out.

Your mother told him to go.

She knew if Memphis stayed, you were gonna walk his line,

you were gonna join his crew.

And she told him to pick up and go, and he did,

thinking it was best for you.

He left all of us,

for you.

Guess it wasn't that big a deal, wasn't that big a sacrifice,

leaving everything he'd ever known behind.

Then six years later, ain't life grand? You became a car boost anyway.

How about that?

I sedated him. He's sleeping.

He's gonna be just fine.

It's just a scratch, Eleanor, it can be fixed.

No, no, don't. Don't do this.

Don't start with me. No, don't...

Start! Start, come on.

I need you, Eleanor.

I need you now, now...! Yes!

All units, suspect vehicle headed south on Henry Ford Boulevard.

We should hit him at Ocean Avenue at the end of this bridge.

There he is. There he is there.

I got you, Raines! I got you, boy!

Whoa, shit!

One Baker Eleven, suspect heading westbound, head east to intercept.

One Baker Eleven, maintain your course. Suspect heading in your direction.

He's at the end of the pier, turning towards you.

Wait, hang on to it!

Damn!

Shit!

Move, move!

Is he OK?

How you doin'? Are you all right?

- Are you all right? - I think so.

Are you sure? 'Cause you just went through a wall.

Long Beach Tower, LAPD Air One in pursuit of suspect,

requesting permission to cross airfield.

Negative, Air One. Incoming aircraft on approach. Hold your position.

I repeat, do not enter airport airspace.

Hey!

There he is, there he is.

Get out of the car, man!

Raines!

- Where's Memphis? - I don't know, man.

- He's not back yet. - What do you mean?

It's 8.00.

- Atley. - Time's up.

I've got 49 cars, that's one less than required.

- Bring the kid, we'll settle it. - What kid?

You know, the Cincinnati Kid, Billy the Kid. Which kid do you think?

- I think maybe you mean Kip Raines. - Well, gee, I think you're right.

You know, it's a funny thing. The little son of a bitch evaded me.

- Find him, Atley. - What if I can't find him?

Big brother takes the fall. It doesn't matter to me.

One Raines is as good as another. It never rains but it pours.

Son of a...! You can thank your big brother.

I think he just took your place under the guillotine.

Sorry, mate. We're all done here.

- No, we're not done. This is number 50. - You're late. So sod off.

You got a problem with that, take it up with Calitri.

You're late.

You're gonna argue with me over 12 minutes?

I just stole 50 cars for you in one night.

I'm a little tired, I'm a little wired,

and I think I deserve a little appreciation.

I said 50 cars, not 49 and a half.

She's not so bad, man.

She's got, what...? Some paint and...

You know, some fibreglass. Yes, indeedy.

The book on her is 60, 70, call it 80...

So you take 80, right, you subtract it from 200 and we make a deal.

You take 80 from 200 and we call it even.

Done.

All right. And this thing with my brother's over.

It's over.

It's done, it's finished.

Done. Finished.

Nobody insults me.

Nobody puts a gun to my head.

Kill him.

Shred the car.

All right. Where's Raymond Calitri's place?

Exeter Salvage and Steel, on the water. Why, are we going?

- Homicide ordered us not to interfere. - To hell with Homicide.

- Unicorn. - What?

Nothing.

So where would you like it, sir?

In the head or in the chest?

- The chest. - My pleasure.

Wait a minute, fellas, hold it! Big change of plan, here.

- That's far enough, Atley. - What are you doing? No, no, no!

Stop there, Atley.

Calitri just sent me up here to ask you a question.

- Everything's gonna be all right. - Get my brother out of here.

Hey.

You made a mistake, picking a kid to do your dirty work.

You made an even bigger mistake picking my kid brother.

And now, you just made the biggest mistake trying to kill me.

- Be careful with that. - This?

- Put it down. - You got a thing about wood.

Just put it down.

No!

No!

- I'm... I'm... - No!

Oh, no.

I'm good.

God, Jesus!

- Who are you? - I'm a police officer.

- You don't wanna do that. - Yeah, I do.

Listen to me, you walk out of here with me, you got some options.

You kill me, you think about this. I'm a police officer. Your life will be over.

You've got that wrong. If I kill you, your life's over.

Not all bad, though. Funeral will be on the telly.

Everybody out there, pressed and dressed. Guard of honour.

21-gun salute and the Stars and Stripes draped all over your coffin.

It'll be the greatest day of your life.

Here I am smack dab in the middle of a moral dilemma, Randall.

You've torn this town to shreds with your escapade, you and your Eleanor.

But I understand what brought you back here.

A brother's love is... a brother's love.

You saved my life, didn't you?

- So, what am I gonna do? - It's your call, detective.

Get outta here, Randall. I'll clean this up.

Go, before I change my mind. Go.

There's a container ship at Pier 14.

You might wanna check it out.

Oh, can a good-looking, hard-working chef get a beer around here?

Tumbler, you ain't doin' nothin'. Hand me a beer, baby.

All right, Memphis, guys, food!

- Thank you, sir. - Damn.

- Ow. - Wait...

Poor Toby, man. Sure looks like he's in a lot of pain.

If that's pain, you can shoot me any time.

Sexy, sexy.

If his unpleasant wounding has in some way enlightened the rest of you

as to the grim finish below the glossy veneer of criminal life,

and inspired you to change your ways,

then his injuries carry an inherent nobility

and a supreme glory.

We should all be so fortunate.

You say "poor Toby".

I say "poor us".

- He spoke. - Yeah.

Hey, man, I thought you were from Long Beach.

Hey, Memphis.

- I have something for you. - What is this?

Open it.

Keys. Keys are good. What do I do with them?

Hey, everybody. Everybody, inside here. Let's go.

Everybody, come on, let's go.

Ladies and gentlemen, it's my great pleasure...

To present...

- Oh, man! - Your very own Eleanor.

- What? What?! - How about that?

- It's Eleanor. - Look at his face.

All yours.

Give me a couple of weeks and it'll look like a streamlined butterfly.

You didn't...

No, I parted the chopper out for that.

I'm blown away.

You bought me a car.

Well, yeah, it's just a token of my appreciation for everything, you know.

That's the way it should be. That's right.

Why don't you get in there, and go for a ride?

I know what you did.

- I thank you. - I'll see you later, man.

All right.

Yes!

- Wanna go for a ride? - Hell, yes.

Oh, don't do this to me.