"His hitters were so-called Zobops." "Zobops?" "Yeah, man, I'm not kidding you." "They're gangs that roam the boonies out in Haiti." "Basically just hoods that claim to be sorcerers, possessed by voodoo gods." "Go ahead, laugh, man." "They scare the hell out of people... then rip them off." "Kill you for a pack of smokes." "Well, Legba brought Zobops to Miami." "Yeah, I'm not kidding you." "His contribution to our way of life... about drove me crazy for three-and-a-half years." "Where'd the Zobops go after Legba blew town?" "They chilled out, went back to being regular-type bums they were... before Legba showed up." "That's a hell of a story, Sonny." "Yeah, wish I was making it up." "Follow me." "Now I get to see the end of it." "I've been waiting a long time for this one." "This what you came for?" "You got it." ""Maximilian Ildefonse." A.k.a. Legba." ""Born in Haiti." "Naturalized American citizen."" "To be buried here." "What do you say we open her up?" "Be my guest, pal." "What's that for?" "Proof." "Say cheese, pal." "Guest of honor finally made it." "Maybe that's why they call them "late."" "We're being awful thorough here, man." "Not many crimes a dead man can break." "It ain't Legba we're here for, Rico." "It's all his friends." "I figure with him gone, we got a chance now to shake his whole operation." "See what falls out." "What a lovely lady." "Easy there, Romeo." "Easy does it." "That's Marie Sansaricq, Legba's former sweetie." "She's gorgeous." "Easy does it." "Turn around." "Don't let this guy make you." "Sylvio Romulus." "Right-hand man to Mr. Legba." "Voted "Most Likely to Take Over the Business."" "It appears he's been taking care of more than Papa's business." "What's your hurry, Sylvio?" "Zombie." "Merci." "They found this in the coffin?" "Yeah, connected to an air vent." "Is it possible that a man's body could have been removed... somewhere between the hearse and customs?" "I think your man's alive." "Let me tell you something, pal." "When I took that picture, he wasn't exactly the life of the party." "Depends on the party." "Ever been to some of our little get-togethers at the lab?" "No, there's a poison." "Tetrodotoxin." "It's found in certain Caribbean fish." "It causes death by paralysis... but if you survive the first 48 hours, you're usually okay." "Now, wait." "You're telling me that if someone wanted to appear as if they were dead... they could take some of this toxin, and...." "And revive in two days." "It's possible." "Trouble is, some kind of brain damage usually goes along with it." "Let's face it, anyone who uses this stuff for salad dressing... ain't exactly starting out Nobel Prize material." "Some of your more courageous voodoo priests... use this in their ceremonies." "And mixed with some home-grown psychedelics... produces something you might call their version of a zombie." "I've heard this once too often." "Look, I gotta run, Lieutenant." "Let me know if you grab the guy... and don't let him bite you on the neck." "All right, there was one guy, who used to be Legba's right arm." "Now he's a numbers runner." "His name is Romulus." "He might be able to lead us to him." "Keep me posted." "Aye, aye, Captain Zombie!" "Sir." "Zombies!" "Well, well, well." "Signs of a little activity." "Looks like Romulus is nervous." "I'll bet you he's the one who put the hit on old Legba's coffin." "Maybe some of Papa's business has been sticking to Romulus' paws." "So what?" "A dead man's business." "Dead man's voodoo." "I can't believe people buy into that kind of weirdness." "The main squeeze seems to think so." "This scene is not serene." "Legba left me in charge of things." "Yes." "To run the business, not to take it away." "I thought he was dead." "You lied to him, you stole from him." "Just stay with me." "Get in the car." "Legba sees out the back of his head!" "Hear that?" "Yeah." "She's leaving the sinking ship." "She don't want to be around when Legba's boys show up." "Where does she think she can hide?" "Right now that's not our concern, pal." "Ever see anything like these honeys?" "They can be yours." "'Cause I mean what I say." "That's right." "Anything on this lot, new or used..." "RV, compact, it could be yours for $200 down." ""What did he say?" "$200 down?" That's right, $200 down." "You come down with more than that figure, and I will match it." "You come down with $200 or more, I will match that figure." "So you come on down and you see Bobby Profile." "Bobby cares." "Cut." "That's a wrap, people." "Bobby, you were rocking." "Good." "Got me a live wire over here." "Romulus, my man, let's talk." "Bobby Profile." "Mr. All-Night Movie." "The man who would buy time in your dreams if he could." "I don't think Romulus is buying a car." "Maybe Mr. Bobby P. washes dirty money for lowlifes like him." "Yeah, Romulus is in a hurry for a quick wash-and-dry on his way out of town." "Keeping the faith?" "Papa Legba." "They said you were dead." "I remove the barrier." "I walk with the living and the dead... as I see fit." "You insult the loa that lives within you." "You welcome home... and live like a rich man." "Welcome, Baron Samedi... master of the graveyard." "Sylvio Romulus... got bad loas inside him." "I cast a death spell." "So you think Romulus is making some last-minute collections... and then he's gonna blow town." "That's all we've been watching him do all day, isn't it?" "Collections, and meet with his people." "Come on, Crockett." "We just saw Legba in cold storage." "Maybe somebody misplaced his corpse so they could run around town... selling voodoo equipment to chumps like Sylvio Romulus." "I think it's just another scam." "Yeah, well, you just keep right on thinking, pal." "Someday you'll get good at it." "Yo, Auguste." "No, Legba!" "Romulus must've racked up some games in there." "Wait a minute." "I recognize those guys." "Those are Legba's boys." "Legba." "Crockett!" "Zobops." "This guy Legba isn't funny anymore." "So, Romulus is packing to leave... making last-minute collections, going to see his launderer, Bobby P." "So I figure, after we chased Legba out of town..." "Romulus probably decided that the business was his." "And now you think Legba's come back to prove otherwise?" "Man, nobody's gonna risk brain damage... for a handful of cashola and a bad girlfriend." "Come on, Rico, we've seen people killed for a nickel bag every day." "It's the voodoo part, Sonny." "I just don't believe it." "Neither do I. It's gotta be something, though." "There's a lot of other people that do believe it." "So why don't you just go bust him?" "For what?" "Impersonating a dead man?" "Besides, where we gonna find him?" "You were there." "Now you see him, now you don't." "You're talking voodoo, man." "Why don't you just give it up?" "Where do we stand?" "Legba one, Romulus zip." "I'm gonna put a 24-hour surveillance on Profile's car lot dealership." "He's holding Legba's money now." "I want the two of you to get close to the girl, Marie." "If Legba's come to take a hold of his possessions... she's gonna be at the top of the list." "I'll bet it all looks good on you." "You following me around?" "More like waiting to see who shows up." "You need a place to stay?" "Why, want to adopt me?" "Where's Legba?" "He's dead." "Now, come on." "Marie, we know better than that." "Romulus is dead." "Legba caught up with him last night." "Yeah, looks like the gang's all here." "All of Legba's people are working again." "Baron Samedi with his pickaxe, Ogu with the saber." "What are you gonna do when they come after you?" "Legba won't hurt me." "Without his help, I wouldn't even be in this country." "Yeah, I know the story." "That's how Legba got his start... by bringing Haitians into the country on boats that he owned." "And weren't you lucky that he liked your looks?" "Because if he hadn't, the group you were with... wouldn't have made it here in one piece." "Do you have any idea how many Haitians bought passage from Legba... and ended up washed up on our beaches around here with their throats cut?" "Or how many mindless zombies he made out of people that he let live?" "Murder?" "Zombies?" "I don't know anything about any of that." "Because you don't want to know?" "If you want to catch him, you better do it quick." "He's leaving for Haiti." "He only came back to get money Romulus owed him." "He told you that?" "Romulus told me." "So what are you gonna do?" "My friends will look after me." "Your friends?" "Your friends are dropping fast." "Here's a number where you can reach us day or night." "Use it." "Going somewhere?" "You did Romulus wrong." "He was most disloyal, mon petite." "I will be returning soon to our native land." "You will be coming with me." "You never possessed me, I won't be a part of this." "Pepe, come here a second." "You believe in all this stuff?" "All this voodoo and zombies and...." "Do you believe in the ocean?" "No matter if you do or you don't, if you step in it... for sure, you gonna get wet." "Yeah?" "I want to be safe." "Legba says he's taking me back to Haiti on the Blackbird." "I won't go." "Please!" "All right, take it easy." "I'll come and get you." "Just tell me where you are." "Okay, I'm at the phone booth at Biscayne and 52nd." "Now I don't know if it'll take you back to the future, but what I do know is that... it can be yours, like anything else on this lot." "Bobby Profile thinks about the poor man." "The man who doesn't have money... the man who needs a car." "Car to go to work...." "You got a call, Bobby." "Says it's very important." "Come on." "Get that trace." "Yeah." "Did you get my message?" "Yeah, I saw the graffiti." "Lovely." "Very nice!" "Cost me a brand-new paint job." "That's not all." "Meanwhile, Sylvio Romulus is dead." "The dead speak out my mouth." "Romulus is crying." "He wants you to save his soul from hell." "What do you think, I'm some kind of pope?" "The only thing that would be necessary... is the $500,000 Romulus owes me." "Unless you would like to join him where he is." "I ain't got that kind of money just lying around." "I mean, I got it, you know, invested." "I did a bunch of things for Sylvio, you know... money markets and offshore banks, things like that...." "You know..." "I paid him off nice and clean in dividends, and I didn't give it to him all at once." "Tell you what I'll do." "You show me the title of Sylvio's assets... then I'll turn over the portfolio." "Then all I need is your signature." "You want my signature?" "I wrote it on your vehicle." "I wrote it on Romulus." "Would you like... me to write it on you?" "Guys like that, I don't need." "Voodoo garbage, I don't need." "Ritual killings, I don't need that, either." "And I don't need the heat coming around here, either." "You heard about what happened to Sylvio?" "Got the pickaxe." "You think I want that?" "No, thanks." "I got too much volume coming in and out of here." "Tell you what we're gonna do." "When that man calls back, and he's certainly gonna call back... we're gonna make a nice deal with him." "We're gonna set up a meeting tomorrow night at I-91, north of the construction site." "You're gonna be there and whack him." "That should be enough, guys." "Let's get out of here." "What the" "I've come to collect Legba's money." "What are you doing here?" "I've got till tomorrow." "All of it." "Let's do business." "What the hell's happening here?" "You're having a fire sale." "It's kind of you to let me stay here and to protect me." "No problem." "It's all part of the job." "Tell me more about Legba's voodoo scam." "It is anything but a scam." "They call themselves the Grand Sanctuary." "They are Bokors." "Their voodoo is like black magic." "They meet at a different place every time... always out of the city." "People come from far away, Boston even... to go to the rituals." "Legba is the high priest." "He loves it." "He loves the power." "Suppose somebody wanted to join this cult." "If you want to be initiated... you have to go at an intersection at 5:00 in the evening." "At First and Main." "You have betrayed him." "I don't know why I didn't see it coming." "With Legba, you don't see it coming." "At least you got a line on this voodoo hoodoo... maybe we can find her there." "Lieutenant, Marie's gone." "I checked Romulus's house... talked to friends, nothing." "Are you sure it's Legba's people?" "Couldn't be anybody else." "Legba's whole operation has dropped out of sight." "I think he's ready to roll." "What about this voodoo ceremony that Marie's been talking to Gina about?" "What about it?" "As far as I can see, this guy Legba, he can't resist at least one more gig... before he splits." "Marie did say Legba was a high priest." "What are you saying, man?" "You want to crash the ceremony?" "Why not?" "You won't be able to touch him." "Maybe I can get to Marie." "If we can get to Marie, that means that Legba's not leaving." "Man, you're taking this whole thing way too light." "This isn't like sneaking into the drive-in." "This is a sacred religious ceremony for these people... and if they make you for an outsider, you don't know what they're gonna do." "What are they gonna do, cast a spell on me?" "You don't get it, do you, Rico?" "You cannot dissect this with your intellect, now... because it isn't rational." "It isn't logical." "If you go in there thinking you got all the angles, man... you are underestimating the situation." "Yeah?" "Yeah, voodoo, right." "Voodoo is only effective to the oppressed... the poor and uneducated folks... who can't get past the hocus-pocus." "You know that we're all on loan-out for burglary tomorrow." "There wouldn't be any backup." "You'd be on your own." "I can handle it." "I can handle it." "Now, you've been chasing this guy for three years, right?" "You want him or not?" "When you locate the girl, I want you to call me." "I want to be there." "Let's play it." "Stay close to him." "I'll do my best." "Couple of minutes before 5:00." "I'd feel a lot better about this thing if there was more backup." "Relax." "There'll be plenty of backup... once we pinpoint the location of this Haitian hullabaloo." "Don't worry about it." "I always worry, especially when it's my mind at stake." "You want to be possessed by the loa, monsieur?" "You think you like that?" "I have a slight problem with my hands." "Everything seems to slip through them." "The loa will improve your fortunes, fellow." "You gonna feel power tonight." "Can't you give me some idea?" "Hell, Gina, I don't know." "Try...." "Maybe a warehouse... or a school... or maybe a vacant house." "Narrow it down, Sonny." "Anything with walls." "Maybe isolated." "It's gotta have walls to be called a sanctuary." "Want to try the Multiple Listing Service?" "This could take about a year." "What about the chopper?" "It's already up." "Sonny, hold on." "Sonny, Highway Patrol thinks somebody made the truck... headed out toward Kendall Estates." "I'm on my way." "You do not believe... the loas live within you." "They do!" "You just forgot them." "Remove his jacket." "The dose may kill you." "Don't be stupid." "You gotta stop!" "I too was with the police." "In Haiti." "When I pay the bribes... in American money..." "I will be... a policeman again." "Not you!" "Your nerves will be too fragile." "Your courage will shiver like glass." "Even if you survive... the only law you will serve... is the law of the walking dead." "Mon petite... you do not wish to return... with me to Haiti." "You are a good..." "American now." "Stay here." "Stay here." "Stay here." "Stay here. for eternity." "You see the vision." "You can't touch it." "You got no hand." "You got no legs." "You got no will!" "Your world... is made of glass." "No more real than the image... in a mirror." "I want you to canvas this whole area." "Spread out and check everything." "Turn over every leaf, every twig." "Crockett!" "Get an ambulance." "Hold on, buddy." "Blackbird, she floats." "Blackbird." "Blackbird, she floats." "Blackbirds." "Blackbirds." "Rico." "Easy, man." "Take it easy, buddy." "Take it easy." "It's okay, buddy, take it easy." "Take it easy." "Sonny, I'm okay." "Sonny, Legba, he killed her, man." "He killed Marie." "He's going back to Haiti, man." "We gotta get outta here, 'cause he killed Marie." "Take it easy." "What's a blackbird?" "It's a Haitian freighter." "Hit the freighter." "Zito and Switek are there." "What about Tubbs?" "He'll be okay." "Seeing Legba kill Marie right in front of him... and not being able to do anything about it rattled his cage a little." "It's understandable." "I don't want him out there if you can't rely on him." "He'll be okay." "Sure you're up to this?" "There's only one way to find out." "And if I'm not, I want to know about it now." "What do you suppose is in the RV, Lar?" "I don't know." "Dirty money and dirty goats." "Unless Legba's learned how to make himself invisible, he's gotta be in that RV." "Crockett, I hit him." "Atibo-Legba..." "Papa Legba... remove the barriers." "Voodoo Legba!" "Walk!" "Walk!" "Walk inside me." "Papa Legba!" "Voodoo Legba!" "He had his back to me all the time." "He didn't kill her." "You're safe now, Marie."