All language subtitles for Miami Vice 5x01 - Hostile Takeover - 04.Nov.88 - DVDrip.XviD.mp3

(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

Smell that?

(BOTH SNIFFING)

You know what that is?

That's blood.

There's blood in the air.

Se�or, my champa�a.

By the way, Oscar,
have you taken a look
at my report?

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Very interesting reading,
Father.

David says
our sales off 15%
last month.

El Gato's cutting deeper
into our market.

What my genius son
and my lvy League lawyer

refuse to understand
is that there's a time
and a place for everything.

Now is the time for party,

not for business.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Your daddy is right, Miguel.

Come over here
and give your mama
a birthday kiss.

My mother is dead.

(LAUGHING)

I am the luckiest man
in the world.

I'm going to go
and get some air.

Damn kid. It must be
wonderful to be young
and to know everything.

You wanna translate
that, Mr. Carrera?

Miguel, he does not
realize that we are at war.

Until El Gato makes a move,
everything must wait,
even business.

Well, the kid's not exactly
your seasoned combat vet,

now is he, Mr. C?

Neither is that chump
counselor, Sugarman.

They know nothing,
even with all their
fancy degrees.

Not like me and you,
huh, Burnett?

To the school of...

Hard knocks.

Hard knocks!

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(GUNS FIRING)

Three victims at the party
were all known mechanics.

Looks like a war
is coming down.

MARTIN: This is Jose Manolo,

who was ready to make his move
into the major leagues
of drug dealing,

until he was assassinated.

We believe by the order
of this man, Oscar Carrera,

patriarch of the Carrera
cocaine empire.

The shooter in the Jose Manolo
killing was a Cliff King.

Stone cold killer.

He's making moves,
he's connected
and has Carrera's ear.

Our intelligence tells us
that the old man's real
problem is his son, Miguel.

College graduate, very smart.

Word is he and the old man
don't get along.

This is Ernesto Manolo,
Jose Manolo's brother.

Ernesto goes
by the name of El Gato.

He's ruthless, brutal,
and he wants revenge
for his brother's death.

DEA says that he's
moving straight into
the Carrera market.

I want everyone on the street.
Lean on your people.

See how the battle grounds
are shaping up.

That'll be all.

Lieutenant, what about him?
What about Sonny?

MARTIN: We've lost
sight of him.

Right after he stopped being
a shooter for Manolo.

All we do know is that

he's wanted in connection
for the murder of a cop,

a Detective
James Yagovitch.

You call that guy
that got whacked a cop?

He was so crooked
I heard they had to screw him
into the ground.

Yeah.
He was in Manolo's pocket.

He was still a cop.

You know how I feel
about Sonny,

but that doesn't change
the situation.

I need a minute, Lieutenant.

Stan and I went
to the restaurant
where the hit went down

and talked to
some of the help.

And?

Now, this is
an eyewitness description

of the guy who took out
three of El Gato's shooters.

Sandy blond hair,
160 pounds,

shot military style.

Does that sound familiar?

I need a man inside.

KING: Nice groceries.

Roll over, Beethoven.

Don't plan a future
in mind reading, Cliff.

They came at you
at your own wife's
birthday party.

They shot up the place,

waste three of your friends,
and you say we wait?

Oscar, now, I normally
don't condone violence,

but in this case,
I think Miguel's got a point.

I got a point.

I will pick the time
and the place. Next.

Matters of mobility.

Ah!
KING: Transportation.

Issue on the table
is whether we update our ships
and buy more planes.

Our current boats
are too old and too slow,

and as they depreciate,
it's just wasted capital.

It's time to invest
in the future.

We need a new fleet
of Scarabs.

MIGUEL: That's right,
at least 10 new boats.

And here are the specs
on the DC-9s
and the Gulfstreams.

They're quick and reliable.

And with airstrips
in the Bahamas
and Turks and Caicos,

we can double our load,
double our profits.

What do you say, Burnett?

We need the boats,
no question.

And planes are quicker,

but there's a downside
to consider.

First, there's the DEA's
new radar balloons,

then there's pirating
from our competition.

They're using
Stinger missiles now.

The bastards blow the aircraft
right out of the sky,

which is a loss
of 30 million
for the plane

and maybe 80 million
for the load.

So, we will stay
with the boats.

Planes are too costly.

We could start
with three Scarabs,
the newer models.

We need three times
that amount to offset
the losses we've already...

Stop it! You will stop!

Now, one day
you will fill my shoes,
but not today.

Do you want to do
something for me?

Get me two new bodyguards.

Five years ago,
anybody got in Papa's way,

he'd be turned into a stain,
but now...

I hear what
you're saying, Miguel.

You're only doing
what you have to do.

Thinking of the business.

Yes.

If only he understood that
like you do, Sonny.

This El Gato,
he's gaining momentum, power.

The other night at the party,
he raped us.

Miguel...

Never mind.

What?

Come on, Sonny,
I trust you.

What is it?

If what you want

is to avenge Gato's
little birthday surprise,

I've got some ideas.

Together,
we can hurt this man.

When you're ready,
you come talk to me.

Sonny, thanks.

Well, well, well.

Looks like the generation gap
is alive and well, and living
in the south of Florida.

I just hate to see
those two go at it like that.

Yeah, I just bet you do.

Tell you, Burnett.

You and I ought to talk about
going into business sometime.

Doubt it, Dogpatch.

With partners,
there's always that ugly
moment when you gotta say,

"One for me, one for you."

Not even if I could
bring something serious
to the dance?

Such as?

I'm pretty handy with these.

Yeah, I bet you are,

but the Carreras
got plenty of muscle.

Besides, muscle is for people
who can't negotiate.

Just keep in mind,

I come
for the transportation.

Nothing moves without me.

That's interesting.

Homicide just called.

An army munitions train
got hit tonight.

It was parked
in the yards on a stopover
to Fort Benning.

You said homicide?

Two soldiers were killed,
young kids.

Inventory?

M-16s and worse,
Stinger missiles.

El Gato?

Or Carrera.

Find out.

SONNY: If what you want

is to avenge Gato's
little birthday surprise,

I've got some ideas.

Together,
we can hurt this man.

(GUN FIRES)

He was a friend.

A special friend.

(CRYING)

Stupid bastard!

Careless fool!

The Carreras,
they think they're clever.

They think
that this will destroy me.

No!

Not me!

This makes me stronger!

This makes me want blood!

I swear on my brother
Manolo's grave.

I will not rest until
the entire Carrera family

rots in hell.

That stuff fries you,

like bacon.

It's no good for you.

I like things
that aren't good for me.

That go for men, too?

I like your father.

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

Look how beautiful, no?

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Get out of here.
I want to talk to Miguel.

Get out of here.

Let her stay.
She's part of the family.

Oh. You ordered a hit
on Gato's shooter.

That's right.

What should I do,
lie around like a dog?

Wait for them to kill us all?

Somebody had to do something.
He's wiping out our business!

Then, attack his business.

(MIGUEL SPEAKING SPANISH)

Don't touch me, old man.

Don't ever touch me!

Come on, come on,
college boy. Come on.

Come on, come on!

SONNY: Friendly wagers,
easy money.

Jeez, I can't believe
the kid didn't have
the stones to hit him.

MAN: Carrera's new shooter
is Burnett.

You can ask your
quarterbacks, your comedians,
your politicians,

they all say the same thing,
timing.

Timing is everything.

We kill this Burnett now,
and then you bring
the body to me.

What's in it for me?

For you?

You could be
a partner of El Gato.

You like that?

(CHUCKLES)

We have to move on Gato.

We must hit them now.

We will not.

You know nothing
of this kind of work.

We will pick our spots.

Father, I know the spot.

I say we assassinate him.

Cut off the head
of the snake.

And tomorrow,
there will be a new one.

You're a fool.

Worse.

You're afraid of him.

If I leave this to you,
we will all be crushed.

Man's here, Mr. Carrera.

What?

Oh, yes.
Take him to the caba�a.

And tell Mr. Burnett
to join us there.

Yes, sir.

Ah, Mr. Cooper.

I'm sorry
for keeping you waiting.

(IN JAMAICAN ACCENT)
It's all right. I was just
checking out the view.

Mr. Burnett.
He handles our security.

Mr. Cooper, is it?

I understand you used to do
business with Manolo.

True.

But I don't trust
his brother, El Gato.

Mr. Cooper,

I used to work for Manolo.

Why is it
I don't remember you
from his place, Mr. Cooper?

If anyone
should be suspicious,
it is I, Burnett.

That little rumble
between you and El Gato,

it's not exactly top secret
around here, man.

Maybe El Gato
has a problem with us,

but we're conducting
business as usual.

So, Mr. Cooper,
how much weight
are we talking about?

RICO: What are
your capacities, man?

I'll be in touch
in the next few days,

that is,
if you pass inspection.

Inspection?
What are you gonna do,
check my bank account?

Previous arrests?

Yeah, something like that.

So, how long you
and the Carreras been dealing?

A while.

You look very familiar.

Maybe you do the club scene?

You from around here?
You from Florida, man?

Florida?

Fort Lauderdale, Miami.
You been married?

You gonna tell me the truth?

I'm a little happy.
I'm a little worried.

Congratulations, man.

SONNY: T hanks.

What, are you
writing a book, Cooper?

Or maybe you're a cop.

(CHUCKLING)

Not I, man.

I'll be hearing
from you soon, Burnett.

(ROMANTIC POP MUSIC PLAYING)

Moves like quicksilver,
eh, Mickey?

So, I don't get to see you
because you're worried
about me?

Hey, don't be copping
no attitude, man,

'cause I don't need
to hear it.

If you want to
drop the friendship

and just be partners,
so be it.

RICO: Y ou didn't know how.

They don't teach that
in the academy.

You learned in the street,
in the world, in our hearts.

I'm going fishing.

You never told me
how I was last night.

You were great, darling.

(CHUCKLES)

You got Mickey's
heart pumping.

I do it for you, Sonny.
You know that?

I know, baby, I know.

We got 'em moving around
like little dolls, don't we?

(SIGHING)

Is that what you want,
to tear them apart?

They're already torn apart.

I'm just speeding up
the process.

And stepping up to the plate.

So, what happens to me
when you become
the number one man?

Champagne and roses, darling.

Champagne and roses.

I'd do anything for you,
Sonny. I love you.

But don't ever
turn me around.

You talk too much.

Told ya.

I'm gonna bring something
serious to the dance.

Sonny Burnett,
I'd like you to meet
a few of my friends.

These men drive the trucks
and fly the planes
for the Carreras.

Cliff here tells me
you boys are tired
of working for wages.

Well, listen up.
I'm gonna stage
a little palace revolt

against the Carreras.

I'm talking about building
an organization where
the men that do the work

are the ones that share
in the profit.

Let me be
a little more specific.

Every load that a man
brings in, he's gonna take
10% profit.

All the rest goes plowed back
into the business.

As management, I'll take 25%.

But the short of it is,

each and every one of you
gentlemen will be millionaires
in about two years.

Damn. Never thought I'd see
the day when dope dealers
would organize.

KING: Why not?
Don't you boys
take all the risks?

Mr. Burnett here
is well connected.

He can take
this organization places
it ain't been before.

What the hell we got to lose?

We ain't making
diddly now.

Looks like you got yourself
a deal, Mr. Burnett.

(TAP MUSIC PLAYING ON TV)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING ON TV)

(GUN COCKING)

One more step,
your package is air mail.

It's me.

MAN ON TV: No.

What do you want?

(WOMAN CHATTERING ON TV)

You know what I want.

Papa.

Bastard,
you wanted it all, huh?

(YELLING IN SPANISH)

Don't touch...

(GUN FIRES)

Papa!

Papa!

Papa.

Papa, Papa.

(SOBBING) Papa, no.

(WOMAN CHATTERING ON TV)

(MIGUEL CONTINUES SOBBING)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING ON TV)

Better go easy there,
slugger.

It was an accident.

I didn't mean to do it.

Now they're going to go
and lower him in the grave.

Where are you going?

I'm going to change
out of these depressing duds.

I don't look
so good in black.

It's so easy for you,
isn't it?

Just put on
one of your new dresses
and you forget everything!

I think you're forgetting
something, Mickey.
I didn't shoot him.

You bitch, it was you
that caused it all.

Hey, hey,
easy does it, iron might.

I'm so sorry.
I fixed your old man's death
with the coroner.

We start shipping
them a body a day...

I'm sorry.
...they're liable to catch on.

(SOBBING) I can't believe her.

That's all right. Sit.

Sonny,
I keep seeing his face.

I can't...
I can't forget it.

Take it easy.

It's all right.

It's all right.
Take it easy.

Baby, baby, lend the kid
a little sympathetic ear.

Sonny, I can't
stand him anymore.

He's like a lizard.

Yeah, but we might need
the creep to front
for us for a while.

So lay a little
of that charm on him.

Sonny, I'm scared.

Of junior? Get real.

(CHUCKLES)

Of what's happening
to you.

You're becoming
just like them.

Wrong, I'm nothing like them.

No.

No.

The Carreras were a joke.

And now they're history.

Don't worry about me, baby.

I'm on top of the world.

And I plan on staying there.

Now, go baby-sit the brat.

I got a meeting to go to.

Sonny, where...
Where are you going?

You don't have to
go now, do you?

It's okay, Mickey.

Here you go.

Enjoy the wake.

Sonny Burnett,
like you to meet
Comandante Emilio Salazar,

our good neighbor
to the south.

Welcome to the USA,
Comandante.

You're taking quite a risk
being here, aren't you?

Considering you're
under indictment.

Course I wouldn't want
anyone to run a credit check
on me, either.

(LAUGHING)

I hear interesting things
about you, Burnett.

Like how you're now running
the Carreras.

Pity about the old man.

So sudden.

Yeah, pity.

But the Lord was good
to take him quick.

Boys, what do you say
we dispense with the niceties
and get down to business, huh?

Then, let's get to it.

I intend to update and expand
the Carrera organization.

And I'm gonna need access
to your airstrips, Comandante.

I'm thinking about running
a trucking route south
of the border.

I'm gonna need
your help there, too.

Straight talk, I like that.

Let me be equally frank.

I need your help
with El Gato.

I have offered him
a prime deal,

but for some reason,
he does not trust me.

Imagine that.

So, you want me
to grease Gato.

That's a tall order,
Comandante.

True enough.

But if your products
were transported by trucks

with strawberries
and lettuce,

they would not stop you
at the border.

Produce spoils and customs
does not like to be sued.

I think we just
cut a deal, Comandante.

The Cooper meet
goes down tonight.

If he makes good
with the good faith money,
we're in business.

We're riding
in tall cotton, partner.

There's something
about him.

I can't put
my finger on it.

What did you get
on the rundown?

He's got
pretty good references.

(CLEARING THROAT)
Active account
in the Grand Cayman...

Excuse us a minute.

Did I miss something?

Where you been?

I've been waiting for you.

Business, darling.

Nobody keeps me waiting.

Nobody.

So have another bottle
of Champagne.

Maybe you'll think
I was on time.

You bastard.

You're nothing but a punk
in a silk suit!

I thought we agreed
that I was gonna make
the Carrera move solo.

It's too big.

Too big?

It's just
a get acquainted meet.

I show them the bread,
and they tell me where
the drop is gonna be.

Look, I gotta win these
people's trust if we're gonna
dismantle their connection.

What about Crockett?

I'll try to get
through to him.

Too dangerous.
He's unpredictable.

You're right.

Sonny's not Sonny anymore.

If he gets in the way,
I'll just have to handle it.

All right.

(SCREAMING)

I know what you
were doing in there.

You think I don't know?

Take it easy, son.

You think I'm stupid.

That I wouldn't catch on.

You make love to my woman.

You make me kill my father.

And now, now you're trying
to take over.

Miguel, it's not
like that at all, man.

You're the boss.

I do what you tell me to do.

Don't!

I was just gonna
give you a little bump
off the new shipment.

Pure Peruvian.

Sonny!

(GUN FIRING)

What the hell's going on?

Miguel hired this guy,
didn't he?

Bet you if you checked
his resume, you'd find
El Gato as a reference.

Least we don't have to worry
about him anymore.

Get this trash out of here.

SONNY: Good evening,
Mr. Cooper.

Where's your boss?

I'm afraid Oscar fell
down the stairs.

Serious?

He's in good hands.

Is that
the door prize?

Sonny,
don't you recognize me?

Sure, you're Cooper.

Sonny, it's me. Rico.

I love you, man.

Rico?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

I know you.

You're Tubbs.

(GUN FIRING REPEATEDLY)