"(male dispatcher) Stand by, 28." "I'll check." "South Beach 7-9, we have a 211 at 13th and Collins." "Suspect still on premises." "Please respond Code 3." "No wants and no warrants on that plate, 28." "We have a TA at 12th and Beech." "Pedestrian down." "Respond Code 3." "South Beach to 28, what's your 10-7?" "[Siren wailing]" "[Car doors opening]" "What were they doing out of their jurisdiction?" "According to South Beach dispatch, they called in on a Code 7." "Got tired of the same old chow." "It's an execution." "Reads like organized crime." "More like organized religion." "[Dispatcher chattering on police radio]" "[Siren wailing]" "They didn't have a chance." "What the hell happened here?" "Anybody see anything?" "Is anybody on this?" "Who the hell is in charge here?" "Hey, easy." "Rainy has a wife and two kids." "Who's going to tell Marie?" "They want a war, they're going to get it." "I'm going find them... and I'm going to kill them." "You're losing it." "That doesn't help us." "Let's go." "We'll take care of this ourselves." "[Car engine starts]" "[Tires screeching]" "Is this what I think it is?" "[Sighs] Then why are they killing cops?" "Who?" "You guys want to tell me what you're talking about?" "Santería." "Hello." "Very nice." "Hey, what you want me to do with this?" "It's yours." "I left my number on the pad by the sink." "(Crockett) Good." "Perfect." "You gonna call me?" "Yeah, I'll call you." "I mean it, Sonny." "Please call me." "I'll call you." "I said I'd call you, didn't I?" "You're never gonna call me." "Yeah, I'll call you." "He's never gonna call me." "Now, never is a long time, sweetheart." "Speaking of long times, I've been trying to reach you for..." "Yeah, if you're looking for a guide, I'm booked." "Quite a long time, Det." "Crocker." "Crockett." "I'm Maxwell Deirks, Central Accounting." "I've sent you several notices... which you've apparently ignored." "Gee, that didn't sound like me." "Each year the department tries to generate revenue for worthy causes... by auctioning off confiscated and unclaimed property." "And I know you are as disappointed as I am... that attendance at these auctions has not been what we'd hoped." "This year we're trying to raise funds to hire... a full time marriage counselor for the force." "I don't have my wallet on me right now." "Please." "Probably lost it overboard." "I would never ask a man to dig into his own pocket for his own department." "Well, that's good." "So what do you want?" "Well, you can hand over the keys for your Ferrari Daytona Spyder." "Serial number 292..." "Damn it, I just had it here." "Wait, it's in here someplace." "Wait a minute, it's..." "Yeah, here it is." "It's 23986686-J." "On loan from Property." "You got to be kidding me." "Properly advertised, an item like this can generate tremendous... bargain-hunting fever which could put us right into the black." "I have a marketing degree from Wharton." "Wharton, huh?" "Well, I hope they told you how to set up a health plan, pal, 'cause you're..." "Hey, man, I'll be back after your morning exercises." "You stay." "This will only take a second." "I was anticipating resistance to this idea... which is why I have a copy of the contract right here that states... the city has the right to take possession of your vehicle." "It's right there." "Hey, mang, are they trying to take away your Ferrari?" "Hey, mang, I'm sorry, but..." "I'm not going to stand around... and let a man with his reputation get treated... with about as much respect as this live bait." "Hey, this man plunges himself... into the murky waters of the underworld... to risk life and limb to try to stem the crime flow... and keep us all from drowning in a cesspool of lawlessness." "Su-su-suria." "Forget it, Izzy." "It's all down here in black and white." "All right, go on below." "The keys are down there on the table." "Thanks." "On the other hand, setbacks is a very natural part of life... which you've got to be very careful how to respond to." "Lacocca." "(Dierks) Help!" "[Screaming]" "[Growling]" "Elvis, want a little dork-meat for breakfast?" "You see, pal, Elvis can't read a contract." "All he knows is, no Ferrari, no rides with the top down." "Maybe I could re-read the contract... and maybe there's an escape clause." "Nice doggie." "Hey, mang, if there's one thing I hate... it's interdepartmental hasslements." "But I'll tell you what I'm going to do, man." "My cousin's got this Maverick." "Boy, it's real clean." "It's FM radio, two-tones, got a lot of zip." "Izzy, a couple of cops were whacked last night, remember?" "Now, what have you got for me besides a sales pitch?" "Well, the name of the dude that you want is Orfil Rivera." "You know him?" "No, man." "He's a mid-level dealer." "No, a friend of a friend of a friend of mine... told me about him one time when I was just outside the three-mile limit." "Does he know where I'm coming from?" "Not from me." "You have his address?" "Sure." "I can put it on the back of my cousin's card, you know... just in case you change your mind." "About what?" "The Maverick, man." "It's rust-free, factory air." "You know, it might be just what you need." "(Dierks) Hey, Crockett..." "Section 1013, Paragraph 2!" "(Crockett) You're interfering with me doing my job effectively." "Now, nothing hurts more than losing your baby." "Damn it, that car is part of my cover, and I want it back!" "Hey, Sonny, Lar and I want you to know... anytime you want to use the bug van... (Zito) Yeah, I got a brand-new spray gun for you, pal." "Hey, hey, go easy." "Can't you see he's on the edge?" "(Crockett) There it is." "That's a nice looking bunch." "How do you want to play this one?" "Right down the middle." "Hey, fellas." "Excuse me, we're looking for Orfil Rivera." "Excuse me, we're police officers." "We're looking for Orfil Rivera." "[Speaking Spanish]" "Hey!" "We're police officers." "Hey, Crockett." "Man, this don't look too good." "[Gun firing]" "What, are you nuts?" "We're police officers!" "Great." "First I lose my car, now I get Roberto Duran." "I'll go cover the back." "[Siren wailing]" "Okay, Rivera, the band's all here." "We're ready to dance if you are!" "Keep your hands high." "Put them on your head." "Don't even move." "You, get down." "Face down!" "Move!" "(Crockett) Go ahead, Tubbs." "[People chattering]" "Run it down." "Well, we pull up, identify ourselves... and the next thing we know, it turns into Dodge City." "Not exactly what you'd expect from a dealer trying to keep a low profile." "Yeah, strictly routine." "Izzy pulls our coattail... said this guy Rivera has a line on the cop shooters." "Did you find anything?" "Couple kees of blow." "And a closet full of those dolls and beads and stuff." "(Tubbs) Santería." "Show me." "Hey, Zito, how did it turn out?" "You know, I'll bet you this stuff is like 90% pure." "I'd like to get it down to the lab." "(Castillo) Thank you." "Look at this." "[Speaking Spanish]" "Warrior saints." "Almost any santero would have them." "This looks like a version of what we found in the police car." "Ochosi." "Divinity of justice." "Only now the candle's white." "Personally, I can do without guys who worship with a 12 gauge." "It's not worship." "The black-and-white candle stands for hatred and vengeance." "The pure white one is for fear." "That makes sense." "How else should he feel about cops?" "He's a dealer." "Yeah." "But he's not a cop killer." "If he was, he wouldn't have surrendered." "There's more to this." "Let's ask him." "Hey you, Rivera." "Who do you think you are?" "Come here." "Sit down." "Who do you think..." "Sit down!" "Who do you think you are, pointing your gun at a cop?" "What my partner is trying to say is... why were you shooting at us?" "(Castillo) You're a businessman, Rivera." "Shooting cops is bad business." "Only when they act like cops." "You saying you know about dirty cops?" "I'm saying nothing." "You're looking at a lot of time, pal." "Do yourself a favor." "I'm looking at three cops." "[Spits]" "Get him out of here." "Dirty cops?" "Is this guy giving us a line?" "If he isn't, we better know about it." "I never heard of a priest living like this." "I just wonder what kind of a car she drives." "(Chata) A station wagon." "You see, the iyalochas and babalochas..." "Santería priests... have regular jobs... in addition to their position as advisors to the godchildren." "Chata also teaches at Florida College for the Arts." "This is Det." "Crockett, Det." "Tubbs." "These are the items that I mentioned." "(Chata) Whoever left these felt threatened." "(Castillo) Do you know why?" "No, but if these were left by the santero who killed the policemen..." "I sense he was acting out of revenge." "What is this, some sort of get-even religion?" "(Chata) Santería is not about revenge." "It's about spiritual strength derived from many gods." "So why leave these religious symbols at the scene of the crime?" "To do the same thing to the spirit of the policemen... that the bullets did to their bodies." "This Santero worships Chango, the divinity of fire and thunder." "Chango was a warrior... and those who are his followers... would stand and fight, they would not run." "Run from what?" "This killer did not feel that his victims... were men of the law." "They were hunted down like bad animals... evil spirits." "Criminals." "(Chata) Yes." "We'll pull their jackets first thing in the morning." "No." "Just do a credit check." "Don't do anything to alert South Beach." "Got it." "A pleasure." "[Sighing]" "I should ask her if I'll get the Ferrari back." "You should." "Martin, you looked worried." "[Sighing]" "The killer would not have asked for consultation before he acted." "If he did, he would have been advised against violence." "So you're looking for a man who is willing to defy his gods." "He is out of control." "I can control him... if you'll help me find him." "I don't know if I can promise that, Martin." "Besides, if the word gets out that he's being hunted... it can be very dangerous for you." "Street cops are jumpy as it is... without a cop-killer on the loose." "Right now there's an accident waiting to happen." "It's my job to prevent it." "I'll see what I can do." "Tubbs... throw me the keys." "What for?" "I want to go check on my car." "[Laughing]" "Ex-car." "Throw me the keys." "[Speaking Spanish]" "Do you understand?" "Do you understand?" "As a man of means, I must keep my transactions... very private." "Of course, Count Moreno." "I apologize for not introducing myself to you yesterday." "Had I known that the marina belonged to you... [speaking Spanish]" "I am proud of my ability to circulate amongst the common mangs." "That's gonna be a little difficult, driving around in a Ferrari." "[Dierks laughing]" "A limitation I have prepared myself to accept." "You devil!" "Of course, this is not exactly a public auction... but on behalf of my department..." "I must say your offer is so generous I can hardly refuse." "Say no more, say no more." "Of course, a test drive would do more than words." "Like hell it will!" "You I'll deal with later." "[Clattering]" "What is it with you?" "Are you crazy?" "Have you lost your mind?" "Are you out of your patootie?" "Crockett, you gotta work on your timing man." "Five more seconds and I would of had your car in a very advantageous position." "Yeah, right." "Stripped for parts... and shipped to about 10 different zip codes." "Get out of here!" "Hey, man, that's not me." "First thing in the morning, back at your slip... fresh paint, clean numbers, new registration." "And tomorrow afternoon I'll be posting bail for theft of city property." "No thanks, Moreno." "I'm getting it back just the way it was." "Well, that might be just a little bit difficult." "Where is it?" "I couldn't figure out how to work the top... and, anyway they only predicted a 10% chance of showers." "Listen, the forecast is clear for the rest of the week." "(Dierks) It should only take two or three days... to dry out." "Maybe four." "[Cats meowing]" "[Speaking Spanish]" "Two females." "These guys are clean." "Figures." "You can't bust guys just because they pay their bills on time." "It depends on where they get their money from." "Can we go back a couple of months?" "Here's a late payment on a credit card... and here's where Lockhart had his hot water turned off." "But for the past six months, everything's been on time?" "Five months." "That's when they started dipping in." "That's when they went bad." "How did you know this?" "Can we punch in a David Blakeney and a T. Solen?" "[Keyboard clacking] ##[rock music playing]" "[Horn honking]" "Let's run it through the computer." "[Chattering]" "Car's clean." "Yeah, it may look clean." "Bet there's something in the car." "Hey." "Hey, sweetheart, how are you doing?" "Stars are out today." "Why walk when you can ride?" "And powder your nose at the same time." "Do it." "[Siren wailing]" "Driver, pull to the curb." "Be cool, man." "Be cool." "Take it easy." "What're you doing?" "Making sure we don't end up like those two guys down at South Beach." "Put this away." "What're you doing, man?" "Are you crazy?" "Goddamn shotgun, man!" "Take it easy." "[Sighs]" "I need your driver's license and registration, please." "What did I do wrong, huh?" "Your driver's license and registration, please." "Freeze!" "[Crowd screaming]" "[People screaming]" "Bad cops, Rico." "There's nothing lower." "Yeah, smart enough not to buy anything flashy... but they couldn't help but get straight with what they had out." "Where there's two there's more." "That's what the computer said." "And I know where to find them." "##[pop music playing]" "[People chattering]" "Hey, George." "Hey, Crockett." "What you doing, dude?" "Take a seat." "Hey, J.T. Hey, what's happening, chaps?" "How are you?" "Change of climate." "What's it gonna be?" "Black Jack." "Virgin Colada." "You look so relaxed." "Nothing ever changes, J.T." "Well, that's not true." "We just got a new singer." "You'll never notice the difference." "(Crockett) Hey, dude." "You going to stick around?" "Yeah, I'll be here." "Sonny and Rico at the same bar." "How lucky can a girl get?" "Hey, Laura." "You guys got married since I last saw you, or can I still get a dance?" "Rico would love to dance with you, wouldn't you, Rico?" "Come on." "Be a nice guy." "Yeah, right." "Let's dance." "Yeah, I know." "# Let's get it on #" "# You're built like a car #" "# You got a hubcap diamond star halo #" "# You're built like a truck #" "# Oh, my #" "# Well, you're an untamed youth #" "# That's the truth with your cloak full of eagles #" "# You're dirty, sweet and you're my girl #" "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "# Get it on #" "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "# Get it on #" "What's with those guys?" "Things have been pretty icy since Rainy and Davenport got hit." "Terrible about that." "Yeah." "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "# Get it on #" "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "# Get it on #" "# You got the blues in your shoes and your stockings #" "Renicker, isn't it?" "Yeah." "Crockett, how you doing?" "Crockett here's with Metro, Dade." "Used to be a hotshot in Robbery." "# You're dirty, sweet and you're my girl #" "You want a drink?" "No." "Sorry to hear about Rainy and Lockhart." "Good men." "The best." "(Crockett) Tell me about them." "Tell you what?" "Like where did they get the juice to run up... their credit cards to the max every month... and never miss a payment?" "What're you saying?" "Calling Rainy and Lockhart dirty... is like calling all of us dirty." "That's right." "[People screaming]" "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "[girl screaming]" "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "# Get it on #" "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "# Get it on #" "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "# Get it on #" "You're right, Crockett, nothing ever changes." "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "You're out of line, Crockett." "They're dead." "Leave them be!" "Them I'll leave alone, but you guys got a score to settle." "# Get it on, bang a gong #" "# Get it on #" "Be cool." "You couldn't even wait till I finished my dance." "Those guys are dirty, Tubbs." "They're into the same things that Rainy and Lockhart were into." "Is that a hunch?" "I can smell it." "Crockett's trouble." "Look, he's got nothing." "We hit on drug dealers, that's all." "And they can't talk." "They did more than just talk." "Just relax!" "What about Crockett?" "If he's smart, he'll let it go." "And if he doesn't?" "Well, then he goes with them." "Orfil Rivera's in jail because of you, Davillo." "You make trouble for us all by bringing this on the street." "I know you lost some money..." "They came in my home." "These are cops." "They took my son!" "Nobody, nobody touches my family." "You gave them the money, they brought him back, that's business." "Business!" "What do you want?" "We all have families." "I put family first." "I'm not a whore like you, Morandez!" "Come on." "You're a fool, Davillo!" "Watch me." "I'm going to show you how to live like a man." "Come on." "(man) It's all right." "Let's go." "There is a man by the name of Ramon Morandez... who says he would like to meet with you." "But only if his Orisha approves." "How soon can you arrange a meeting?" "Martin, I still think this is unwise." "The natural order in the streets has been disturbed." "I must do what I can to restore it." "You will find his babalochas here." "When?" "(Chata) Tonight." "(Castillo) Thank you." "[Engine starts]" "##[Dark Night playing on car stereo]" "Hey, you, you're out of your jurisdiction, you're out of your league... and you don't live in the neighborhood, so keep it moving!" "Chumps!" "[Hisses]" "##[Drum beating]" "[Goat bleating]" "[Bird calling]" "(Morandez) My Orisha tells me you are a man of power." "A man I could trust." "Victor Davillo killed the policemen." "He has caused everyone trouble." "I would take him out myself, but it would mean a war." "If you arrested him... it would be like rain to a farmer." "A natural hazard his people would understand." "I want to know why he killed them." "They kidnapped his son." "Why?" "Money, what else?" "For six or seven months, the South Beach detectives have been making trouble." "Most of us look at it as the price we pay to do business." "So many officials are being paid now, as we both know." "But Davillo wouldn't pay." "So they beat him in front of his wife and took his son." "What happened to the boy?" "He was returned for $100,000." "They never should have touched the son." "That's it?" "I give you my help, you offer nothing in return?" "Not a word?" "Not your hand?" "I'm only doing what you're afraid to do." "One day I'll bury you, too." "[Sighing]" "Blakeney and Solen are dirty." "(Crockett) So when do we move on them?" "Internal Affairs is handling that." "We have to bring in Davillo." "We got enough to storm Davillo's house?" "We got to take him on the street." "Storm the house?" "What, are you John Wayne?" "So we're just going to sit there until he decides to take a walk." "Crockett..." "I took care of your car." "Tommy!" "Tom?" "Tommy?" "We're all clear up here." "(woman) Thank you." "[Birds chirping]" "Great country, isn't it, Rico?" "I mean, what more could a guy ask for?" "A glamorous gig... great people to work with... tropical sun." "And a partner with a Ferrari jones?" "[Laughing]" "All right, I'll admit it, I've been a tad distracted." "Not to mention, bitter, caustic, and angry." "But who'd want to work with a partner that wasn't a little bit sentimental?" "I mean, if they called you back to New York..." "I'd feel exactly the same way about you." "Well, the difference would be negligible." "[Camera clicks]" "Got you." "Worthless bums." "Excuse me, lady." "You have some nerve." "$267." "Lady, what're you talking about?" "I am talking about what I paid for electric last month... and getting my money's worth." "Not watching you bums... sit and loaf all day." "Honey." "Honey, I think there's been a little mistake." "Which you are gonna pay for... when I show these pictures to your boss." "And don't honey me." "Tubbs, we got a four-by-four coming around the corner on your right." "This minute, get out." "I want you to get out." "We're on." "Holy Moses!" "Hey, get going!" "[Tires screeching]" "[Gun firing]" "(Crockett) Throw down your guns!" "All clear." "[Man speaking Spanish]" "[Coughing]" "I don't believe this guy is still alive." "Be cool, man." "Hey, Manny, open the door." "Hey!" "Manny, come here." "You!" "No, I'm sorry." "We're closed." "We're closed for the weekend." "You!" "Hey, come back here." "Hey, read them and weep, pal." "What's this?" "You get the red tape, I get the black car." "No, I'm sorry." "I'll have to read those after the weekend." "Hey, mang, this is no longer a simple matter of department policy." "Count Moreno has become personally involved." "And I've called upon my extensive network of political influence... to provide Det." "Crockett here with release forms, insurance waivers... bill of sale, birth certificates." "Not to mention the wildlife license." "Is that a threat?" "Are you threatening me with that thing with teeth?" "It could be arranged." "Now that you mention it, I'm sure your papers are in order." "Right there, man." "Just sign right there." "Thanks." "And, let's see, and there." "That's right." "And there." "No, you've got to sign three or four copies here... wait a second." "I need a copy for my own records." "I'll just initial them, okay?" "That's fine." "There you go." "I need my pen back, man." "Don't steal my pen." "We're even, Izz." "It's cool, man." "Hey, listen, what're we going to do when he finds out the papers are phony?" "He'll survive." "Besides, Castillo already mailed the real ones." "[Car engine revving]" "These people respect me."