Freeze! Miami Vice!
Let's go! Let's get out of here!
Our transportation plan seems to have gone awry.
Most unsatisfactory.
Move it!
Get down. Get down!
(GUNS FIRING)
You two go ahead. I'll hold these guys off.
(SCREAMS)
I got him covered. Get the other two.
Get out of that truck. Hey, hey, don't shoot.
Come on, let's get out of here.
(GRUNTS)
Move it. Move it.
Oh, God. Michael's dead.
Hey, relax, huh? We got 40 kees in the back.
That's over a million bucks, Lewis. It's all ours.
They're on the run. I'm gonna put an APB.
Oh, man.
He's just a kid.
Yeah.
Martin, three weeks ago, when I was appointed commissioner,
I said to myself, "Henry,
"if you're gonna put your stamp on this department,
"it would pay you well to remember
"what got you here in the first place."
I'm a firm believer in staying in touch with my men.
Martin, the young man that was killed yesterday in the drug seizure...
I understand he worked for Congresswoman Woods.
That's correct.
He'd been working on her reelection campaign for the past six months.
His name was Michael Santiago.
Martin, you know, Congresswoman Woods and I spoke yesterday.
I gather you and she have never met. Perhaps it's time you did.
I don't know if that would be wise,
since one of her campaign workers is involved with trafficking.
I think you'd be impressed with this lady's integrity.
Besides, she could certainly help our department with funding.
WAITER: Everything all right, ladies?
Um...
Well, uh, tomorrow afternoon's kind of tight, Doc.
I got to be in court, you see, and how about if I call you next week?
WOMAN ON PHONE: Detective, I thought you and Dr. Phillips had an understanding.
She said you agreed to try a marathon session with me.
Um...
Well, yeah. I did, but see, I'm kind of on this hot case right now.
Detective, you agreed to take therapy seriously.
And if you don't make time for these meetings,
there may not be any more cases in your future.
Well, why didn't you say so? I'll see you at 2:00.
You wouldn't believe this damn shrink.
She's got me down for three hours
of an encounter session with some specialist.
I can't believe how much work it is to keep from losing your mind.
You gonna tell her about the kid?
If it comes up.
Did we get anything from the men we took off the boats?
Nada. They're Ross's guys, all right.
He's got an impressive incentive clause in their contracts.
You talk, you're dead.
We did come up with one thing, Lieutenant. The dead kid, Santiago?
The one that worked for Congresswoman Woods.
Gina checked him out and he ran with a guy named Ricky DeMaria.
Small-time candy-man to the club circuit.
Follow up the lead.
Commissioner Williford and I just had breakfast.
Congresswoman Woods has a strong interest in this case.
Yeah, I'll bet.
DEA gets half their appropriations from her committee, right?
The only problem is, Lieutenant, is this DeMaria kid is all of 19.
And he runs with some lightweight punks down at the track.
Who we gonna put next to him?
Maybe I could develop a case of acne.
Wait a minute.
I got a kid that owes me one.
Let me see if I can put that together.
ROSS: I used your transportation, Morales,
because you assured me you had top security and good men.
There was no leak here, Mr. Ross.
They said that they had to dump the stuff on the beach.
The cops were after them.
Oh, did they, indeed? And you bought that?
You know, Mr. Morales, I think what you need is an incentive
to concentrate more on your job.
An old-fashioned six-of-the-best.
If I wanted a small return, say, a mere 300%,
I might as well be distributing... What was it, Maury?
Ladies foundation garments, Mr. Ross.
(MORALES SCREAMS) That's right!
Now, where do those kids live?
Well, don't tell me you don't know!
Get out and find them! Go.
Oh, poor Edwina. Come here, my pet.
Yes.
Having to witness such rudeness.
WOODS ON TV: At the beginning of this administration,
cocaine was selling for $50,000 per kilo.
Now, at the end of this administration,
cocaine is selling for $10,000 per kilo.
What does that tell you about our so-called drug program?
And when my opponent...
You see, you're out of control. You're too aggressive.
It makes you look strident and unfeminine.
I don't want you to look like the teacher scolding the children.
Dan, I'm not acting up there.
I know this may come as a wild notion to you,
but I actually care about what I'm saying.
Yes, of course, of course. We're just trying to maximize
the potential of your full visual impact.
But I can sure as hell keep them from selling!
But you're too emotional. I want you to bring it in.
Yeah, but if I...
Lieutenant...
Congresswoman Madelyn Woods. WOODS: Yes.
And her campaign manager, Dan Shaw...
How do you do? It's a pleasure to meet you.
Mr. Shaw. My pleasure.
As you know, Congresswoman,
Lieutenant Castillo was the officer responsible for yesterday's drug seizure.
So I gathered. Good work, Lieutenant.
It pains me to discover that one of my campaign workers
was involved in this sorry affair.
I assume that you're familiar with my record on drugs.
Yes, I'm aware of it. It's very strong,
and we appreciate all that you've done.
So I was hoping
that perhaps you would share whatever information you may have with me.
At the present time that would be impossible.
We're in the middle of the investigation.
WILLIFORD: Martin, maybe we shouldn't be too rigid about this.
Everyone here is entirely discreet.
SHAW: Lieutenant, I don't understand your reluctance.
This young man's drug dealings underscore the extent of the problem we're facing.
These punks were working right out of our own office.
At the present time the case rests in my office.
Well, very well, Lieutenant.
If you want to stand on some pro forma sort of ritual, that's okay with me,
but I think I ought to remind you
that I am the Chairperson on the Subcommittee on Drugs,
and I could be extremely helpful to your department, so...
Well, I think you ought to reconsider.
Thank you very much. Bye-bye.
Thank you.
Good afternoon.
Heya, kid. Hey, man.
Hey, this is great.
A shot at working Vice. Thanks for putting in the word.
Think you're up to it?
What're we talking about? Undercover?
You got it.
This kid, DeMaria, he's a bad dude. He's about your age.
He's already been popped three times for blow,
and he's a suspect in two coke-related homicides.
So you mess up once with him, you're gator bait.
Don't worry, Crockett. I can handle it.
Oh, yeah? Okay, I'm him. What do you say?
Hey, dude. What're you up to?
Breathing in, breathing out, man. What's it like with you?
Oh, I just blew into town
and heard you were the guy to see about scoring some blow.
Bang.
Where'd I go wrong?
Well, to start with, that eager, smiling face of yours.
You look like a neighborhood kid looking for a lawn-cutting job.
You gotta lay it back. Cop an attitude. Get a little more cool.
Let me ask you a question. What are you trying to do when you go in there?
Get them to sell me drugs.
Wrong. You're trying to sell them on you.
When you first walk in there, they don't know you, they're not gonna trust you.
The only way you're gonna get over with them is to make them want to be you.
You got to hypnotize them.
You gotta make them think that if they were you,
they're gonna be a little more hip than what they are.
And you're not gonna do that by smiling like Alfred E. Neuman.
You got that?
I got it. All right. Let's run it again.
Now, I'm him. What do you say?
Yeah, listen. I'll be here all day, all right?
We are open for business.
All right, now you take it easy, but take it, huh?
LEWIS ON PHONE: Ricky, I don't like this.
I mean, stealing from a hitter like Ross.
Man, what if he finds out? He's not gonna find out.
Look, Morales will tell him we dumped the stuff on the beach, he'll think the cops got it.
Relax, man. He doesn't even know where we live.
I don't know.
It still scares me, man.
Lewis, this is a beautiful situation.
We'll find a couple of broads, we'll move the stuff, we'll be rolling sevens by tonight.
I guess. Look, I got to split, okay?
I'll catch you later.
Hey, Lewis...
(GIRL GIGGLING)
Hey, get a room.
Nice place.
Thanks. I like it.
I bet you do.
Yeah, I drink that swill, too.
The only difference is
I like something a little white and pure to go along with it.
Joey Chandler.
The name supposed to mean something to me?
Santiago didn't tell you about me?
Guess he didn't have a chance before the cops blew him away.
I guess not.
So why am I so interested?
He told me you're a very colorful person.
Into black Porsches and white lines.
And how do I know you're not into law enforcement?
Oh, yeah, that's it.
I'm 100% heat.
You know, the reason I bust so many people is my subtle approach.
Yeah, like a cement mixer.
So what are we talking about?
We're talking about
my list of bored, rich clients.
In other words, customers.
(GRUNTING)
Hey, who the hell are you? Who am I, Mr. DeMaria?
What do you make of that, Edwina?
Mr. DeMaria doesn't know who I am.
Bad mistake, Mr. Ross.
Hey, keep that dog back, huh?
This dog, Mr. DeMaria?
I can't imagine she'd go near you. She's a pedigree.
You're a common thief.
Hey, I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know you guys.
Obviously not. Still, you did run a shipment of drugs for me the other day.
Oh, no, hey.
Hey, you got it all wrong. I'm a graduate student.
Okay, all right, it was me. It was me. But, hey, didn't Morales tell you?
The cops were after us. We had to drop the stuff. We had no choice.
Is that so? Yeah.
Unfortunately for you, Mr. DeMaria,
I observed an entirely different scenario.
Edwina,
where do you suppose a common thief
would hide stolen goods in this place?
(GROWLING)
Let's see.
Well, well.
Snowing indoors.
Hey, hey, take it easy, all right? We can work this out, okay?
Hey, hey, come on, come on. Let me... Let me explain, all right? Let...
We make no excuses for lying, Mr. DeMaria.
Hey, hey. Come on. Hey, we can...
According to my calculations, half of my shipment is still missing.
Care to explain?
I didn't quite hear.
I had a partner!
I'll give him to you. I'll give him to you!
That would be most wise.
Hey, Ricky. It's Joey.
Ricky!
Hey, looks like we missed the high tea.
Ross?
There's two uncashed paychecks there. Three weeks old.
Two checks were drawn on the Fourth Street Marina, signed by a guy named Morales.
Let's call the coroner.
SONNY: So, tell me.
What is this marathon concept all about?
THERAPIST: What do you think it's about?
I ask you a question. You ask me a question. And I pay you.
I ought to bust you people for running a shell game.
Okay, here we go.
I have to admit, when Doctor Phillips first told me
that I would be meeting with you for two days in a row in these intensives,
I figured it was sort of the same tactics we used
to interrogate prisoners in Vietnam.
First you strip them of their ego, and then you get what you want.
That it?
I won't deny there's a similarity between the two processes.
But the difference is, in the end, here, hopefully, you get what you need.
Not what I want. Besides, we don't use bamboo shoots.
I get it.
You mean I get to
discover the rich tapestry that is Sonny Crockett.
You say it like it's a joke. Yeah.
Well, maybe that's because it is a joke.
You see, the problem with this therapy stuff is that you people assume that
when I get to know myself better,
that my life is just going to be perfect.
And that is not the case.
I'm gonna get to know myself better,
but then I still have to live this life.
You see, my problems aren't just psychological,
they're real.
As in?
As in...
24 hours ago,
I shot a drug dealer dead.
He was 20 years old.
And no amount
of talking or learning about ourselves
is going to bring him back.
That's where I live.
Get in the car, pal.
What? Who are you?
Ow!
Get in.
Move it. Move it!
Oh, my goodness.
I want you to fill the center of mass with rounds.
Dan, I am not comfortable with this.
Not everyone wants to play John Wayne
and carry a pistol around all the time.
I'm not asking you to play John Wayne all the time.
Now, look. I was elected on my record,
and I'm not about to sacrifice it
to accommodate some right-wing macho agenda. Okay?
It's okay to talk to me like that,
but in public I'd go light on the feminist banter.
Dan, if I'm going to be reelected,
I'm gonna do it on my terms. That's all.
That's fine. Just remember, the '60s were 100 years ago.
Lewis, what are you doing... Mom, this is...
You're rather a good shot, Mrs. Woods. Allow me.
As you can see, so am I.
Sebastian Ross. This is my associate, Maury Bergman.
Sebastian Ross?
At your service.
Lewis?
ROSS: Your son seems to be tongue-tied, Congresswoman.
Allow me to explain.
He and several partners have been engaged in...
Well, I think "piracy on the high seas"
would be the best way to describe it.
What are you talking about?
Perhaps you're not aware of your son's little hobby.
You see, he stole a consignment of drugs from me.
And now, unless you do exactly as I say,
your political career is over.
I gather your election race is rather close.
In fact, after your last press coverage, I'd say...
I don't give a damn what you say! Now, you get out of here.
Wait a minute, Madelyn. No. For what?
I should explain further.
I don't want to hear any explanations from you.
One of Lewis' partners in crime,
a certain Mr. DeMaria, has already expired.
Now, unless you'd like your son to join him...
Lewis, is that true?
Oh, my God, Lewis! My God, Lewis!
Listen, you,
I am not going to be bullied by you, and you can count on that!
Maybe we should discuss the matter, Mr. Ross.
Your aide is a very bright boy, Congresswoman.
Oh, don't worry. What we're going to ask of you is very simple.
And now why don't we all adjourn to the club room for a drink?
Come along, Edwina.
WOOD: Oh, Lewis.
Oh, Lewis.
How could you do this to me?
Particularly now,
when I'm on the brink of the most important reelection of my life.
How could you do this to me?
I do this to you? Yes.
Oh, that's wonderful. That's so typical.
Typical of what? What're you talking about?
You still don't understand, do you?
You've never been there for me.
You were always far too busy with your stupid career!
Now just a minute!
At this time, when you have practically single-handedly destroyed my career,
you stand here and expect me to understand that you think I am a failed mother?
I have every right to pursue my life and my profession.
And do I have to remind you that I worked my way up in a field dominated by men,
never once forgetting that I also had to be your mother!
And where were you all those times?
All those times when I was alone?
It works two ways, you know. I'll tell you where you were.
You were busy partying in your fine silk shirts,
and tooling around in your fancy little car
afforded to you by my big, stupid career!
Exactly what is it that you've accomplished that's so terrific?
Mom, you got to help me.
You know what they'll do.
Go home. I need time to think.
(LAUGHING)
The crazy part about it is, you get to like your sewer after a while.
You get real comfortable.
You know all the rats, and all the bugs, all the germs.
You should see some of the reptile dealers.
(LAUGHS)
Part peacock. Part rodent.
They wear plumes and designer skin,
and they eat their young.
What about your private life?
What private life?
I don't have one.
Are you afraid to have one?
Maybe.
The truth is, I'm a junkie myself.
I'm hooked on the action.
A junkie to the street.
Back 100 years ago, when I started this job,
I thought I could make a difference.
God, there was such spirit with our unit,
between me and Rico and Switek and Gina and Trudy and the Lieutenant.
God, what a team.
God bless them.
They still believe in what they're doing.
But that's gone for me now.
I've...
I've been wanting to apologize, Lieutenant Castillo.
I've been acting like such a shrew to you.
Well, I understand. You're in a very difficult position.
Yes, I am, but that's no excuse for bad behavior.
So I'd like to make a peace offering.
I just got wind of a cocaine shipment
which is to be delivered to Plant 31 tonight at 9:00.
250 kilos. You interested?
Yes.
You say 250 kilos
will be shipped to Plant 31
at 9:00 p.m.
Is that correct? Yeah.
Where did you get this information?
Oh, I have sources, just like you.
But I think the information is good,
and I think it would be a feather in the cap of your department.
Yes, it will. I'm gonna get on this right away and I appreciate your help.
Oh, well, I'm just very glad to be of help.
Thank you for lunch.
Well, and again, I'm awfully sorry.
MAN: Come on, guys, let's go. Move it.
Help me. Give me a hand, will you?
MAN 2: Take this over here, will you?
MAN 1: I got it.
MAN 2: Get down! Get down! MAN 1: Get out of here!
Ten-four.
You could put it over there, Lieutenant.
Sarge, we want shots in this whole area down here.
Can you shoot this whole thing? Yeah?
I think we were a little late, Lieutenant.
Hey, that's the guy. That's him. The one in the limousine.
That's the guy. That's him.
(PEOPLE LAUGHING)
STAN: That's a good one, Mr. M.
You know, Joey and I, we really appreciate this job.
Don't mention it.
We worked real hard today...
Hey, how about another shot of old 151 for the day's work?
Yeah. That's cool.
Cheers. Cheers.
Hey, Mr. M, how about we get a little fresh air?
We'll let Joey here clean up. Let's go.
Clean up? There we go.
Yeah, he'll clean the place up real good for you.
Yeah. Good idea. Come on.
Clean it up good, Joey. I got it, Stan.
Spic and span.
A little fresh air, Mr. M. Yeah, fresh air.
Let me have another one. Come on. One more.
All right. Yeah, there you go.
STAN: Be careful of that stuff, Mr. M. Watch out there.
MORALES: Just look at that moon, huh?
Hey, you know, the moon is a gold pie.
You want a slice of it, huh?
Sure.
STAN: No problem, Mr. M.
(MORALES LAUGHING)
MORALES: Well, good. Good.
Hey, guys. Joey found this at the marina.
The kid with Ricky DeMaria? Lewis Woods.
Woods? The Congresswoman's son?
The one and only. Morales is a mule for Sebastian Ross.
And Woods used to work for him.
You thinking what I'm thinking? Yeah.
Maybe Ross has got a line to Congresswoman Woods. Where's the lieutenant?
He had a meeting with her at her office.
Wait a minute. The drug rip-off tonight at the plant.
A lot of bullets fired.
No solid witnesses, no victims.
It sounds like a setup.
Look, Gina. Yeah.
Call Woods and we'll head off the lieutenant.
MAN ON TAPE: All right, how much are we talking about?
MARTIN ON TAPE: 250 kilos. Plant 31.
When? 9.00 p.m.
Okay. We'll meet you there and take care of the distribution.
I took the precaution of recording our conversation earlier today, as you can see.
Why are you trying to set me up?
Set you up? Lieutenant, be serious.
I'm giving you the opportunity to resign. Immediately.
Otherwise, IAD gets a copy of this tape tomorrow.
MARTIN: Congresswoman, you've had a very distinguished career,
I'd sooner hear the truth first, or I'll have to arrest you
for the attempted blackmail of a police officer.
Now, why are you doing this? And who's involved?
Nobody's involved! Nobody's involved!
There's nothing you can prove against me!
That tape...
The lab will prove that that tape's been edited.
This clip was taken from a British Sten gun.
The type used by Sebastian Ross' men.
I found this tonight at Plant 31.
It will be very easy to prove that Ross set up the drug bust.
Why are you doing this?
You don't know the kind of pressure I've been under.
(GRUNTS)
Are you crazy? Shut up!
You want Ross to bring us all down?
For five years I've stood by you.
Don't you see how far we've come in that time?
And you're willing to throw it all away?
I can't let that happen to you.
From now on, you listen to me.
We have the tape. They'll find two kilos of blow in his...
Freeze! Police!
Drop that gun. Drop it! Get on your knees. Don't you move, lady.
She had nothing to do with this. When I shot Castillo...
Shut up!
Lewis... Yeah.
(GRUNTS)
He tricked us. I had no choice, Detective.
Shut up!
How is he?
Looks bad. Where's the phone?
You better hope to God he lives.
(GROANS)
God, Marty. Hang on.
Sonny, the tape.
Don't talk now, Lieutenant.
You're gonna make it. You're gonna make it.
WOMAN ON P. A: Dr. Powers, you have an emergency phone call on line two.
Dr. Powers, pick up line two.
WOMAN ON P. A: Nurse Green, report to the ICU immediately. Nurse Green to the ICU.
Any word?
No. Six hours.
Still going on.
How is he, Doc?
The bullet splintered in his back.
We got it all, but in the course of the surgery he hemorrhaged.
What are his chances? He's critical.
We'll know more in several hours.
All we can do for now is wait.
WOMAN ON P. A: Dr. Avers, you're wanted back in post-op.
Dr. Avers, please report to post-op.
Did you pick up Morales?
Yeah, he's down at OCB being grilled right now.
I ran the tape. They recorded it on DAT.
Then they dubbed it to a cassette on a digital editing system.
Latest technology.
No generation loss.
We'll never be able to prove it's a fake.
They can bring the Lieutenant down and ruin his career.
Oh, come on. Nobody's gonna buy that crap.
Maybe.
Maybe not.
WOMAN ON P. A: Dr. Nichols to maternity. Dr. Nichols to maternity.
We gotta push the Congresswoman.
Let's do it.
Diane, get that campaign brochure to precinct one, pronto.
What do you think you're doing?
How dare you come in here like this?
If you want to see me, make an appointment, like everybody else.
I got an appointment for you, Ms. Woods. It's down at the city jail.
That so? Yeah, that's so.
We know that Ross has been blackmailing you,
and we're about to prove that that little tape you made was doctored.
That is absurd.
You two are worse than your lieutenant.
How dare you come in here and fabricate fairy tales?
You can leave now.
Try this story, Ms. Woods.
We just busted a chump down at the Fourth Street Marina named Morales.
And guess what?
He says your son Lewis is running dope for him.
People say stupid things about politicians' families.
Yeah, but not all of them have visual aids.
Morales had a picture of your son and we got an APB out on Lewis right now.
You might want to think about that.
And since you're familiar with cutting deals,
you also might want to think about cutting one with us, real soon.
So I ran some dope, man.
I was a misguided youth,
and I draw five years probation, so what?
I'll tell you so what.
If the lieutenant dies, I'm gonna clear my desk of all my other cases
and I'm gonna spend all my waking hours
making sure that you fry for the murder of a cop.
You dig, punk?
No way you can make that stick.
You wanna bet your life on it?
Morales already tied you to Ross.
What you're looking at is 25-to-life.
No way, man.
My mother will eat you two like dog meat.
No, she won't, Lewis.
I thought about what you said, Detective,
and of course you're right.
I'm prepared to do anything you want.
Mom, what are you saying?
Ross will waste me.
He won't. He won't. Will he?
I give you my word.
You help us out and Ross isn't gonna kill anybody.
You're all crazy.
You can't stop him.
Lewis, you're my son and I love you,
but I am not going to corrupt myself anymore.
You know very well that I've spent most of my life
opposing people like Ross, and we've got to stop him now,
if we're going to be any kind of family.
Sonny, Lieutenant's come around. He's asking for you.
Go, partner. We can handle this.
(DOOR OPENING AND CLOSING)
(STATIC ON RADIO)
Tubbs? Yeah?
Yeah. I don't know. I'm getting a lot of static.
Yeah, I hear it. I think we better move on it.
Oh, what a delightful surprise.
The police commissioner just called me.
Please.
It seems that about an hour ago,
Lieutenant Castillo died of his wounds.
What a pity.
Well, frankly, I'm very upset about it. I feel terrible.
Oh, please, no tears. I can't bear the sight of a woman crying.
Have no fear, Mr. Ross.
A glass of port, perhaps? No, thank you.
You're letting your conscience get the better of you.
As you know, I had misgivings about what occurred here,
but under the circumstances, I think things worked out rather well.
Except perhaps for Mr. Shaw,
and we'll be providing him with the best defense money can buy.
Here's to him.
(DOG WHINING)
ROSS: Maury, thank you.
We've had our exercise, have we?
Edwina, we have a guest.
Well, what I don't understand is why you risked it.
I mean, why was it so important for you to make Castillo look dirty?
Well, it was a business decision, really.
To put it simply,
Castillo's unit was beginning to minimize our profits.
You must think of Lieutenant Castillo as a tariff barrier.
One that had to be eliminated.
I'm like you, you see, a firm believer in free trade.
Are you too warm?
This was most unwise, Ms. Woods.
Well, it's too late, it's too late. They know.
WOODS: Oh, God!
Freeze!
(GUNFIRE)
Drop it!
(EDWINA YELPING)
Edwina! Oh, my God!
Drop the gun!
Oh, my God!
You okay?
Well, call an ambulance. At once!
Can't you see she's hurt?
(CRYING) Oh, my God.
Sonny.
Doc says you're gonna be okay, Marty.
You need to get some rest. Save your strength.
I know.
I shouldn't have gone down there myself.
I thought I could talk her out of it.
Yeah, I would've done the same thing.
I was stupid.
As I was laying there
all I could think about was the tape.
What it sounded like.
What it made me sound like.
Don't think about that right now.
Just rest.
What you think, Rico and the others,
it's important to me.
We never would've bought that.
Hell, you're the glue, man.
You're what holds us together.
You're always there for us, Marty.
And I want you to know we're always there for you.
We're a team.
Nobody can change that.
Thanks, Sonny.
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