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Yeah. $3,000 on Miami?

Man, where do you come off
betting that kind of bread?

Yeah, sure, Einstein. They're all sure bets.

No. The same as Union Plaza, Vegas.

Right. $500 parlay.

3-to-1- Houston, L-A.

Man, all I got to say is, God bless.

The cover of GO.

Okay. $900 Miami minus.

Yeah, everybody's on the fishes.

Tubbs, turn this guy down.
Wolf man Jack's about to give me a migraine.

Boy, I hate gambling stakeouts.

They are the absolute lowest ebb.

Listen to you, white bread.

Kicking up the deck shoes,
taking in the rays...

getting paid genuine coin of the realm for it.

What do you do? Complain.

Who cares about busting
some small-fry bookie...

who's never going to roll over?

Then, pray tell, why are we here?

Because once a year,
the commissioner gets on his hobbyhorse...

rounds up all the gambling lowlife,
and then tells the taxpayers...

he's this close to busting Albert Lombard.
What a joke.

Lombard. This is one of his bookies?

Yep.

He used to operate out of New York
15 years ago.

Nobody ever got close to him.
I mean, nobody.

Dude doesn't even get parking tickets.

Mickey's got company.

- Looks like your type.
- Long-legged?

Kinky.

Tubbs. Turn up the volume a little.
It's Barbara Carrow.

Come on.
The interest has already gone up...

like a skyrocket. You didn't have to
take my husband's tools.

We got kids, for God's sake.
He's trying to support us.

You come here
to make payment or what?

I can win it back. I can feel it.

It's Miami in three. I'll let you keep the three.

Just telling Mickey here
I'm doing my best.

Best don't count.
You got the bread or what?

No, I don't have it yet.

Let's hit it.

You must think, 'cause you're
a woman, we ain't going to lean on you.

I'll tell you something, sweetie.
Money don't have a sex, just colour.

And we're an equal-opportunity operation.

Freeze! Miami Vice!

Come on, man.
Stop fooling around!

Here, I got him.

Tell you, that beats the hell out of
any ride on Coney Island.

You ain't lying there, pal.

Guess you and I
got a little catching up to do.

Yes, we do.

Let's see, the last time I saw you
was at your wedding, I think.

- When was that?
- Eight years ago.

Are we really that old?

Don't give me that.
You're still the belle of the south.

You can still charm the whiskers off a cat.

Barb, look. I'm not a psychiatrist,
so let's skip the "when did it start?"

How much are you in to these people for?

It was $11,000.

Paid $7,000 of it,
but they never heard of "best efforts."

Two days ago, they broke into
Jerry's garage and took everything.

His tools, his equipment, everything.

It took him six years
to build up that business...

and they wiped it out in a day.

Who?

I'm sure it's Russak
who does the dirty work.

But it's Vincent DeMarco
who pulls the strings.

What?

DeMarco is the right arm
to a guy we've been after, AI Lombard.

They got $2 million, $2.5 million
out on the street at any one time.

Lombard's the kind of guy...

you could steal his wife,
you can run off with his daughter...

but you mess with his money, that's it.

He's owed, he's paid.

Sonny, you've got to help me out.

First, you're going to help yourself.

I want you to file a complaint of assault
against this Russak.

And then we'll go after DeMarco together.

Look what they did to me over money.

How do you think they'd take it
if I tried to put them behind bars?

- We'll protect you.
- You gonna move in with us?

Twenty-four hours a day,
protective custody?

I didn't think so.

I need one favour from you, Sonny.

For old times' sake.

Go to DeMarco.
Ask him to give us back Jerry's equipment.

- It doesn't work that way.
- Please, Sonny.

I'm at the end of my rope.

You said it yourself about these people.
They're dangerous.

Zito, come on, let's go.

- Excuse me, man.
- Sorry, pal.

- Where could I...
- Right here.

Can you tell me where I might...

I'm It. Castillo, your new boss.

Can someone tell me where my office is?

- In the corner.
- Thank you.

Check out that look. 42. Mean, huh?

I don't know about that.

That the new lieutenant?

- He's kind of cute, don't you think?
- Not my type.

- What you think, Sonny?
- What's he like?

Charles Bronson, by way of Havana.

So how do we work out
with the old girlfriend?

Dead end.
She won't sign a complaint against Russak.

Can you blame her?
I still feel like a soccer ball.

It. Castillo? Sonny Crockett.

How you doing, Sonny?

Did you file the report on the incident
that happened this morning?

No, not yet.

Charming.

One of those things.
Whoever said life's without problems?

No, there won't be any hang-ups.
Ted, I'm gonna have to call you back.

We have a mutual friend.

Barbara Carrow?

Surprise me. Tell me you're not the heat.

What can we do about
getting her husband's tools back to him?

I don't know what you're talking about, pal.

Excuse the hell out of me.

You must be Vincent DeMarco,
the nuclear physicist.

Not Vincent DeMarco,
the sleazoid loan shark.

If somebody had cash out on the street...

the second somebody who owed cash
didn't pay...

pretty soon word would get out...

it's okay not to pay back
this first somebody what he's owed.

Bad business.

Therefore, this first somebody gets paid,
one way or the other.

Let me put it to you this way:

Either Carrow's equipment
is back in his garage by this afternoon...

or I clear my desk of all my other cases
and dedicate my waking hours...

to making your life one miserable hell.

I gotta give these things up. They're terrible.

- Some kind of trouble, Vincent?
- Could be, Mr. Lombard.

Come on.

God. I don't know.
Maybe we need a backup on this.

Wait a minute. That's my alligator.

- Not anymore, pal.
- What's going on here?

This is the fourth official complaint
in the last month.

About an hour ago, he shows up uninvited
at Dr. Lenderman's cocktail party...

and scared everybody half to death.

Come on, guys,
haven't you ever crashed a party before?

This here's a protected animal, bub.
You can't have him living on a boat.

He's going to be tagged
and released in the Everglades.

Where's he gonna get crumb doughnuts
in the Everglades?

Apparently, you ladies
have never heard of Amendment E4-144...

of the Florida Wildlife and Game Code:

"Any animal in the employ of a federal,
state or county police department...

“is exempt from all county statutes.“

Are you trying to tell me this alligator works
for the police department?

County Vice. Auxiliary corps.

What can I say?
He's a hard-partying kind of guy.

Fooling around with game wardens
works up an appetite, doesn't it, buddy?

Yeah?

All right.
[71 settle this thing with you.

DeMarco?

Meet me at 4:00.

What for? Just take the equipment
back to Carrow's garage.

I do business with you
eyeball to eyeball. -00.

No hard feelings, huh?

What's this?

We already got rid
of her husband's equipment.

This covers it. $8,000.

Tell your friend Barbara Carrow
to take her action elsewhere.

Okay.

I don't want you or any of your loan officers
near her or her husband again.

- Got it?
- Sure, Robin Hood.

- Bet. Crockett?
- Yeah?

Schroeder, Internal Affairs.

- You're under arrest.
- What?

Surrender your weapon and your badge.
Now. You have a right to remain silent.

The constitution requires
that I inform you of this right...

and you need not talk to me
if you don't wish to.

You do not have to answer
any of my questions.

You understand the right?

Yeah.

Here's the subpoena
for the file on Det. Crockett's cases.

He's being reassigned
to administrative duties.

Det. Crockett is a one-eyed jack.

We only see that side of him
that he wants us to see.

I feel there's enough evidence in here
to prosecute.

He has to appear for a hearing in two days.

- Why all the John Does in the subpoena?
- We prepared it in advance.

We've known for six months...

there's been somebody
on DeMarco's payroll.

In exchange for immunity from prosecution
on a racketeering charge...

he named Crockett.

Schroeder?

You're not going to go on the word
of some known sleaze-o-rama...

- who'd plea-bargain his own grandmother?
- Enough.

Barbara Carrow refused to sign a complaint
against one of DeMarco's enforcers...

after a meeting with Crockett.

What?

Less than three hours later...

Det. Crockett was observed by myself
and two Miami Metro officers...

receiving $8,000 from a known racketeer.

Lieutenant...

James "Sonny" Crockett
is the last cop in Dade County that's dirty.

- You been down here a month, right?
- Right.

That hardly qualifies you
to be an expert on Det. Crockett.

- Listen, scrod face...
- Wait a minute!

Look. Lombard's an artist.

He has DeMarco set me up.

He gets to keep his organization's image
heavy on the street...

gets me off his case...

and you're dumb enough to buy
the set-up of me, give him immunity...

and blow the entire case
we've been building against DeMarco!

That is the lamest excuse I've ever heard.

I'll get Barbara Carrow here in 20 minutes,
we'll straighten this thing out.

No, you're not.

Lieutenant, it stinks.

Listen, if you think for one minute
I'm going to sit behind a desk...

while this happens to me, you're dreaming.

Do you have any idea where she went?

Barbara got a telephone call...

said she was going to meet a girlfriend
and then she rushed out.

I have a feeling
she went back to those people.

Said she'd be back soon.
That was over three hours ago.

- The kids okay?
- Yeah, I sent them to their grandparents.

She shook it for a while.
She got better. She really did.

When she's okay, she's wonderful.
A guy couldn't be married to a better wife.

Or the kids have a better mother.

Then the depression would start.
She'd have a relapse, like now.

Last year, she wanted a divorce,
'cause of what it was doing to the family.

I wouldn't let her.
We're going to beat this together.

- I wonder why she didn't call me for help.
- I don't know. Maybe the embarrassment.

She's lucky, Jerry.
She married a stand-up guy.

If Russak or those other people
lay a finger on her...

Russak's in jail. Just hang tight.

And make sure you call me
when she returns.

I'll do everything I can.

- So how did it go?
- It didn't.

I forgot. I'm not a cop anymore.

Do me a favour.
Put out an APB on Barbara Carrow.

Unit 80 requesting an APB on one Carrow.

First name: Barbara.

Female, Caucasian, about 35.

5' 6", hair brown, weight about 130.

Man, everybody's kicking in for you, buddy.

In the meantime...

Switek got a lead on a poker game, man,
that Lombard runs at the Trident.

Good.

Every night at 2:00 a.m., DeMarco shows up.

Vincent, please.
You got to give me more time.

Two days, that's all.

It's getting to be a broken record, Barbara.

Here's $400.

There's more coming.

Keep your $400, sweetheart.

I've got a better way of settling this.
Come on.

Get in.

Give him another $1,000,
house credit, okay?

This is a beauty.

Raise.

Okay, I'll see that. What do you got?

Four queens.

I'm going
to stretch my legs, gentlemen.

The cards caught fire. Love it. $2,700.

So how long are you down here from Philly?

- It depends.
- On what?

The Bucks County DA.

Had a little problem up north?

Eight years with Momo Jackson
and Dom Maziade...

and they got me
on a BS. racketeering indictment.

But it ain't gonna stick
'cause I got some witnesses on the road...

but I'm not doing business
up there anymore.

That was a big operation you had going.

You're looking at the talent that set it up.
You know?

Collection, protection,
personnel, and banking.

Thank you, sir.

Where'd you launder the cash,
the Bahamas?

Lombard's got a beautiful set-up
down here. Beautiful.

What makes you so sure
that this is Lombard's, huh?

Come on.

Talented managers are hard to come by.

Maybe there's a spot for you,
if you check out.

- Too much humidity, man.
- Only in the summer.

Maybe. If the deal is right.

I'm going to be staying at this number...

until the end of the week.

So where else can a big-city player
find a good time in a town like this?

Everywhere. If Miami
doesn't have it, nobody's thought of it yet.

Hi there.

- Hi.
- Open that for me, will you?

Great. What's the occasion?

I just thought you might be in the mood
for a little company tonight.

Good timing.

Crockett!

Wake up.

- Hey, dude.
- Hey.

- How did it go?
- Smooth as silk.

- Good.

Good morning, Gina. How are you doing?
You look good.

I hope you got my references right.

The only ones they can check
is Jay Wolper and DeTellis.

Wolper's up in maximum security
up in Kansas...

doing no talking on the phone.

And DeTellis is all set up
to back your action.

I like that.

You know, last night I made off
like a fat rat in a cheese factory.

The cards are smoking for the king. $2,700.

Let's see, that figures to about $1,350,
eh, partner?

Partner?

- Come on!
- Come on?

- If it was me, I would...
- Switek.

- Gina.
- Yeah?

What are you gonna do with that?

I don't know. Something good.

Yeah.

They just found Barbara Carrow.

Man, I'm sorry.

How the hell it ended here?

Jerry?

Who did this? Where are they?

Now, you listen to me.

You listen to me.

Your kids have already lost one parent.
They don't need to lose the other.

Let us handle it.

How? Like you handled this?

Five shots in the back of the head with a .22.

Outfit trademark. Lombard.

Anybody can buy a .22.

Whose side are you on?

Don't ever come up to my face
like this again, Detective.

Come on.

Richard.

I want you to say hello
to Albert Lombard here.

- Mr. Lombard.
- Welcome to Miami.

Yeah, thanks.

I don't get down to Philly much anymore.
I understand things have changed.

Yeah. Most of the action's
in Atlantic City now.

We've got something
down in Atlantic City.

Do you get down
to the shore much, Richard?

I had dinner with DeTellis at the resort
before I left.

I hear that Wolper's doing a pound
on that Newark thing.

- Is that right?
- Yeah.

I been thinking,
you look a little dark for an Italian, Richard.

I'm from southern Italy.
Way south. It's called Africa.

- I like your sense of humour.
- I like your sense of humour.

Very good. Have a drink.

Lieutenant, Sticky Fingers here
just gets to molest our files or what?

- Find anything interesting, Schroeder?
- Leave him alone. The man's doing his job.

If you don't own a coat and tie,
Crockett, buy one.

Standard dress
for a Board of Rights preliminary hearing.

And you got one of those tomorrow.

Forensics thinks the Carrow woman
was in the water 10 hours...

which makes her time of death around 8:30.

Absence of bruising and haematomas
and low hormone levels...

indicate there was no struggle.

At least she didn't know
it was coming, Sonny.

The lights just went out, huh?

Trudy traced her movements
to about 6:00...

when she gassed up on Miami Avenue.

No prints?

Nope. Not much of anything else
to tie this to DeMarco.

I wish there was more, Sonny.
How's this going?

They've really dropped me
in the trick bag this time.

I got a job

I got a job, man.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Lombard wants me to handle
some of his local Black and Latin action.

When do you start?

I'm Ricardo Tubbs. You know that's me.

I'm never late, buddy. I hit the bricks at 8:00.

Smile, you know it's tough.

I didn't know you guys were into cockfights.

You kidding? Birds, dogs...

we even got a guy on the waterway
who's into bare-muscle matches.

- You want blood?
- What's the yield on the birds?

Let's get a beer.
This does over $12,000 a week.

Twenty percent off the top.

Multiply that by 15 other spots
around the country.

Yeah, it's about $36,000 off the birds alone.
That's more than not too bad.

- You're starting to get the picture.
- I like it.

Angel, pop us a couple of cold beers, huh?

Angel's been running this spot
since he came over in the boatlift.

Show Richard your scar, Angel.

Running these games
was dangerous work.

80 Angel found some new friends: us.

Only problem is,
Angel sometimes comes up short.

Here.

Like tonight.

Business is slow.

Look slow to you?

Have you ever had
problem one with the cops?

- Someone else muscling in?
- No.

- Then why don't you live up to your end?
- Give me this.

I'll take care of it.

My specialty.

So what's the problem, Angel?

You betting on your own fights?

Hello. Anybody home?

You take more than I can afford.

How much are you light?

$6,000. He wants $4,000 tonight.

Yeah?

I'm gonna make your day here, slick.

I'm gonna cover you for the full $6,000.

Anybody calls, you paid DeMarco in full.
You got it?

Blink if you can hear me.

Earth to Angel.

I got $4,000 for you, buddy.

- How did you make out?
- Took in a full payment from Angel.

$4,000. Not bad.

This Richard's a real find.
He's got a way with people.

Good.

Vinny, let's dance.

Look, sweet thing.
Why don't you go powder your nose?

- Inside or out?
- I love it.

And take these two snow queens with you.

Boy. Impressive operation, Mr. Lombard.

Surprised at the kind of numbers
you guys bring in.

We collected $6,000 at the cockfight.
Not too shabby.

- $6,000?
- Angel gave me a hard time.

I leaned on him a little bit,
and collected the full whack.

That's very interesting.

Chick told me she's a minor.

I told her, so am I.
I got a hat with a light on it and everything.

- Well, I got to beat it.
- Where you going? The night's still young.

I have to make a couple of calls.

But why don't we get together
for lunch tomorrow?

Just the three of us.

- Sounds great.
- Yeah, I'd like that.

Good. Say about 12:00 on the yacht?

- Good night, Vincent.
- Good night.

I like that guy.

You're doing all right, kid.
A newcomer like you...

getting a social invitation
to Lombard's yacht.

It's an invitation,
but I don't know how social it's gonna be.

Why?

'Cause I believe
that Lombard's topic of conversation...

is gonna be about the $2,000
that you skimmed from tonight's take.

What's wrong with you?
We picked up $4,000, I gave him $4,000.

Yeah, I know that. You know that.

Mr. Lombard thinks you got $6,000.

Now, if my arithmetic is correct...

you got some serious problems.

Are you crazy? What do you call this?

This?

Back where I come from,
this is called a set-up.

You want to talk about it?
Call me in the morning.

Richard. Lombard'|| never believe you.

You want to bet your life on it?

You're willing to bet your life, Vincent?

Good night, ladies. I had a fantastic time.

Don't underestimate an allegiance.

Lombard's got a special relationship
with his money.

He'd cutoff his own grandmother's hand
if he caught it in the till.

Your no-show at the prelims
was good, Crockett.

Where's the Clarence Darrow defence?

Why don't you just hang it up
and become a security guard?

Schroeder.

Yes, Lieutenant.

Who do you think you are...

to walk into my office
and mouth off to one of my detectives?

I went over Crockett's file.

Given his arrest record, commendations...

and the interest he shows
during an investigation...

I'd say either you've been had...

or you're a complete idiot
for believing the charges against him.

Plenty of dirty cops got squeaky-clean
histories. It don't mean anything.

One thing it does mean...

is that he doesn't have to walk around here
being harassed by you.

If you're done with the files, get out.

Thank you.

Lieutenant. I called Angel.

Lombard woke him up at 3:00 this morning.

He confirmed our story.

He told Lombard that he had coughed up
the extra $2,000 to DeMarco.

Good. We should be hearing
from Mr. DeMarco.

We already did. DeMarco's on the line.

Yeah. Vincent. This is Richard.

Richard, what are you trying
to do to me?

I've got people watching my house
and my car.

I've got family in Newark.
Lombard's not taking my calls.

It's called payback, DeMarco.

It's called murder. Mine.

Payback for what? I don't even know you.
What do you want?

- Money?
- Yeah. Listen, Vincent...

you're gonna have to do me a little favour.

- A cop. I don't believe it.
- Believe it.

"I, Vincent DeMarco, voluntarily confess
to making false allegations...

"against Det. James Sonny Crockett
of Miami Vice.

"This statement has been made
of my own free will...

"without any threats or promises
being made to me, et cetera."

Read the fine print, DeMarco,
know what you're buying.

- And I'll be protected, right?
- Definitely.

We'll get you a real safe prison cell.

What are you talking about?
I sign this, it makes us even, no?

This is just part of the package.

- What package?
- Lombard.

- You're gonna get him for us.
- What?

We got a 12:00 lunch.

I'm gonna be wearing an Armani blazer...

you gonna be wearing a wire.

It's called incriminating evidence, Vinny.
And you're gonna get it for us.

We'll have plenty of backup, babe.

We don't want a first-class citizen
like yourself getting hurt.

Sure you would.
Forget it. I'm not signing nothing.

On what we know now,
a court order will rescind...

the immunity from prosecution
Schroeder got for you...

on racketeering charges.

And I'm not even gonna bore you
with the peripheral stuff, pal.

Extortion, assault, Rico statutes.

Vinny, honey...

you're facing five years
federal prison time, minimum.

Dealer's choice, Vinny. Jail or lunch.

Get this to Schroeder.
Tell him to eat it.

Get him out of here.

This is crazy. What if he pats me down?

He's not gonna pat down
a member of the family.

He may want to kill you...

but he'll never suspect you
of wearing a wire.

Lombard's not gonna incriminate himself.

People tend to make mistakes
when they get angry.

Just tell him what we talked about,
and see where that leads.

Run your fingers
through your hair...

if I'm coming through okay.

Okay, gang. He's near the boat.

Should be on board
in about 20 seconds.

Cheer up, DeMarco.
This is the first day of the rest of your life.

Richard. Glad to see you can make it.

- Vincent. Great day, isn't it?
- Fantastic.

Come on. What are you guys drinking?

We'll talk in the salon.

- How are those readings, Lester?
- Coming in real strong, Sonny. No problem.

Bobby, cast off.

Damn it.

Heads up, guys.
They're heading out.

They're heading out. Heads up.

We got the marine patrol
standing outside the harbour.

Keep those tails loose.

- Going somewhere?
- Just a little pleasure cruise.

You know, Mr. Lombard, I get the feeling...

that there's a little misunderstanding
about the money last night.

Yeah, well, that's what we're here
to talk about.

Scotch okay for you, Vincent?

Correct me if I'm wrong,
but what we're talking about here...

is a $2,000 discrepancy.

Wait a second. Just let me explain it.

Didn't want to get into it
in that crowded club...

- but I needed that $2,000 to pay back Rudy.
- Rudy? What's he got to do with this?

He needed travelling money
to get out of town.

He got a case of nerves after he...

You know, he whacked
that Carrow broad for us.

Vincent, why don't you and I
have a private conversation?

- Below.
- No.

What the hell is Jerry doing there?

Man, this is all coming apart.
Come on, let's take it.

AI, it wasn't my idea.
They made me, AI, look.

It wasn't my idea. They made me.

All units, move in.
Code red! Move in!

They set me up, AI. I didn't wanna.

- DeMarco!
- Jerry, don't!

Miami Vice.

Not half bad, Detective.
Too bad things didn't work out for you.

Handcuff him and book him.

On what charge?
Conspiracy to commit lunch?

I'll be out on time
for my 2:00 racquetball game.

Get him out of here.

Let's go.

I had to, Sonny. I really had to.

Let's go.

So what do you think
they're gonna do to him?

It's hard to tell.

No priors. Family hardship.

Diminished capacity.
He'll be hit with a hard sentence.

After that, it'll be up to the judge.

Lombard's probably back out there
on his yacht.

Sailing out into the blue.

It stinks.

You got that right.

Tu bbs.

Buddy, what's this?

These are what's commonly known
as a fishing rod.

People use them to fish with.

10:00 at night, and you want to go fishing?

It's called sanity maintenance, Tubbs.

Would you cast off the bowline?

The bow?

I forgot.
You're from New York. That's the front.