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Hey, how you doing?
Fine.

You know something?
I love you.

I love you, too. Baby,
what's your name, huh?

Florence.
Florence.

What time you get off
here? About an hour.

That's too late.

Too late? Come on, we can get together,
you know?

I'll be gone by then, but I still
love you. I still love you, too.

You selling croissants
staring out that window?

You helping
the customers?

Ma, we don't got
any customers.

That's because of them hanging
around. Get out of here. Go on.

Ma, I can handle them.
Handle some customers.

Make some coffee.

I just called the cops. They'll
wipe that smirk off your face.

Big mistake.

Cops will arrest you
for criminal fatness.

Move it away from
the front of my shop.

This is America, lady.
Free enterprise.

Your kind of enterprise ain't free and
my customers don't want to look at it.

Is this woman giving
you problems, Florence?

You two think you've
invented sex?

No, I perfected sex.

What's your problem, mama?
This is the age of sexual liberation.

You're my problem! You and your
filth! You're depriving me of income.

Now get outta here!
Go on, move it!

Push me again, lady...

and I'm making you bacon.

You're a man.

Don't let it get around,
sugar hips.

Hi, there.

Hi, girls.

Yo!

You guys are just
in time, man.

Yeah?
Yeah.

For what?
It's good stuff.

The last one.
The kind, man.

One-hit weed, could last you
guys, like, two to three days.

How much is it?
Your price.

Make it disappear.

I like to think of
the Miami Grand Prix...

as being a little
like Christmas, Tubbs.

That's right. Once a year.

Hard to believe they're gonna turn these
streets into a racetrack in a few days.

Hey, they race in New York City streets
all the time.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

Watch this.

What are you trying to do,
qualify for pole position?

Hey, Crockett!

Hey, red light! Red, man!

Sometimes you're no fun at all.

Get lost.
That's my price.

Have you seen Florence
Italy? Only in my dreams.

Not the place, baby,
the girl. It's her name.

Pardon me. It's a weird name.
You can't miss her.

She's a pretty,
dark-haired schoolgirl.

She said
she ain't seen her!

Nice shoes.

Someone's in a big hurry.
Left's check it out.

A street race.
Just like New York, Rico.

My God!

Who would have thought
it would end up like that?

Any idea?

We ran into a friend of hers
who's in the same line of work.

This one says her name
is Florence Italy.

Never saw the driver?

Just saw the Porsche.
No plates.

I put out a BOLO.
The guy was a pro.

Or damn near it.

Dude had
a large signature.

Fancy white car, fancy driver.

She couldn't have been
more than 17 years old.

You know,
with a car like that...

somebody's gotta
know about it.

That's right.

Tommy!

The handsome brothers.

You want coffee? I make rocket
fuel coffee. No thanks, Tommy.

Too early in the morning
to work on the Daytona.

You here for eggs, OJ,
or what? For the "what."

Tommy, you know anything
about a Porsche 906 Carrera?

Only everything. I had to tune
one once in the dark on a bet.

You work on one around here?
Maybe a white one?

You in the market
for another macho mobile?

Could be. You know
where I can find one?

Forget it. Danny will never
sell the Lotus. Danny?

Has Danny got
a last name, sweetheart?

Everyone does.

Except Madonna and Sting.

Danny Tepper.

You know he's got a sponsored ride this
year in the Grand Prix? His first time.

Some beer company
sprang for a 962.

You know where
we could find him?

His home, I guess.
He's a good guy.

It's on Constitution Avenue
at the end of the cul-de-sac.

Thanks, Tommy.

Don't even think about
buying the Porsche.

You haven't got
a chance in hell.

Yeah. Daniel.

Daniel "Danny” Tepper.
End of Constitution Avenue.

Yeah, right.
That's it. Thanks.

Good guy, huh?

Yeah, too bad we can't
ask Florence Italy.

I told you, I haven't driven
that car in a week.

I didn't even know it
was stolen till you told me.

Tell us about
the girl, Danny.

Look, I've been driving
my truck around all week...

picking up parts for my
racecar. I've been working.

My wife's in the hospital.
She's two weeks overdue.

- I've gotta...
- Your wife is two weeks overdue...

and last night you don't even show
up at the hospital, not even once?

You want to know the truth? Yes!

Katie told me I was getting on her
nerves around the hospital all the time.

She told me
to take the night off.

Frank Tepper's here.
He'd like to see his son.

My father's here?
He can wait.

So...

you were at Bayfront
with your driver pals?

Yeah.

Is that Richard Horton
and Steve Beers?

Yeah.
Is that right?

All night?
Right.

All night?

Right.

We talked to
your friends, Danny.

You know what they said?

They said that you
left at 10:30, Danny.

That's a long way away from
"all night."

If they said I left at 10:30,
then I guess I did.

I wasn't watching the clock.

Where'd you go?

Nowhere.

I drove around in the truck for a
while and listened to some tapes.

Maybe you had a couple of
cocktails at the Bayfront?

Are you saying I was drunk?

Yeah, I'm saying
you were drunk!

Well, I wasn't!

Let me show you
a couple of pictures, Danny.

Maybe this will help you
a little bit.

You see that?
That's Florence Italy.

Not a pretty sight,
huh, Danny?

You're lying.

And you're in big trouble.

Maybe your daddy can help you
straighten out this mess.

Hey, too big to say hello to
your old man? Hey, how you doing?

Good to see you.

I know you didn't
do it, Danny.

Hey, don't let
this thing beat you.

Hey, I got a fat new sponsor.

Guy from Texas. He pays
the money, I drive the cars.

No interviews, no commercials.
Just driving and just winning.

That's great.

Listen, you ain't
gonna get out of...

racing against your old man
that easy. I ran into your sponsor.

He's posting the bond.
Yeah? That's great.

Danny, look...

As far as fathers go, you might have
done better than me in the state lottery.

I'm irresponsible, I've been
a rambling man all my life...

but blood's blood.

And I just want you to know,
as long as I'm around...

I'm going to fight for you.

Hey, I've got some money
stashed, too, if you need it.

Thanks.

He lied to us about
what happened last night.

His story's lame.

We know we're looking for a
professional driver. Maybe Danny.

Well, his wife is in the hospital.
He needs relief before the race.

Goes out on the street, blows,
and now he's trying to cover.

Well, maybe we ought to check out the rest
of the field before we convict the guy.

What makes you say that?

He went real soft...

when we showed him
pictures of Florence.

You?

Let's check out the field.

They're having a
cocktail party this evening...

for the Grand Prix drivers.

What do you say
we cut a deal with Danny?

Maybe give him some slack if he takes
us to the party as Burnett and Cooper.

As what?

Potential sponsors.

As Grand Prix sponsors?
I love it.

Our chances this year? We've
got it made in the shade.

You're pretty confident, huh?
Hell, yes.

You've done some driving,
haven't you? Yes, sir...

I started out when I was nine
driving a hay truck.

I moved up to field bombs when |
was 14, running around the fields...

between the streets, then Big Daddy
Worthington bought me a Shelby 500...

the day I got my
driver's license.

And I want to tell you something,
I learned how to drive that baby.

You know, I was considering driving
the Worthington Porsche myself.

I could take that
thing around...

Yeah, but you got
Frank Tepper instead.

Yeah.
Competition-wise...

don't you think Frank's
a little O-L-D?

No, son, I think you're
a little D-U-M-B.

When you're talking Frank
Tepper, you're talking a champion.

Pure class, pure talent.

Why don't you get yourself
some complimentary dip...

and use a Worthington
cocktail napkin?

Yeah. Thanks a lot,
Martin.

One of these dudes better be a candidate
for second-degree murder, Danny.

That or you better
figure out a plea.

Damn! That makes me mad.

Club soda, triple slice
of lime, s'il vous plait.

What's the problem, Tommy?

Becky Sklar.

Who?
Becky Sklar.

She's a racer-chaser.

Women like that set back women's rights
in professional racing about 150 years.

Don't get on her case, Tommy.
She's a good girl.

She doesn't even know the difference
between a tire iron and a timing light.

She causes harm
to my reputation as a woman.

I am a licensed mechanic.

Skoal.

Mr. Ramos.

Dick Harris, Race Circuit Magazine.
Hi.

I was wondering
if you'd found a driver yet...

for your Carrera 962.

Mr. Harris, you should read
your own magazine.

We have signed Danny Tepper
for the season.

Baby, did I ever tell you
about Big Daddy?

You know, he invented
one-sheet-at-a-time toilet paper...

for airports and gas stations.

You know what they
say about him, don't you?

He cleaned up.

- Yeah.
- Marty.

Frank.
Hi.

Listen, Nelson's
got an idea.

Sally and I just love
new ideas.

Gonna introduce us, Danny?

Hey, Dad.

Hey, Danny, our sponsors
have got a great idea.

Now, before the word gets out,
I want to check it out with you.

Dad, this is Sonny Burnett,
Rico Cooper. Money men.

How you doing?
How are you?

Come on, guys, can we
get this show on the road?

Aren't you Marty Worthington?

In the flesh.

And you two guys have got
enough green stuff to sponsor a car.

Hey, whatever it takes.

But our daddy invented the
six-second water cut-off device...

for gas station and
airport bathrooms.

Right. You know the
parking garage next door?

Well, I got these
itty-bitty motorbikes...

and I got this itty-bitty idea for an
itty-bitty Tepper versus Tepper pre-race...

from the top to the
bottom. Talk about fun.

- Right now?
- Up to you, Son.

What the hell, you know me.

I'll try anything once.

Let's do it.

Oh, yeah! Everybody, hey!

We got us a race,
Tepper versus Tepper.

One-on-one,
the parking garage! Yeah!

It's another $500 for
all night, darling.

But I'm worth it. I reckon
I'll be the judge of that.

I wonder if she's worth it.

You all set, kiddo?

I'm not gonna go easy on you.

Worthington's bartender said
he was with the crew at Bayfront.

He left around 11:00.

Yeah, right away. Right after
this motorcycle weirdness.

Are we ready? Frank, you
ready, son? Danny boy?

Is everybody ready?

Set!

Go!

No kidding!

That's great.

You okay?
I'm always okay when I win.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Not you, him.

9 pounds, 2 ounces.
A big, healthy baby boy.

Hey, I gotta get out of here!

Hey...

everybody!

Danny's got a son!

Well, if Worthington is lying,
he's doing a hell of a job of it.

We got six solid citizens
who put him...

at the hotel bar from
11:00 until closing.

We've been showing this around.
We got it from a friend of hers.

Nobody wants to admit
they know a hooker.

No one saw her. Ever.
This case is not happening.

You two are still potential sponsors.
Try the drivers, one at a time.

We'll get a witness.

Danny, what is it?

You're gonna stay here all night
and you're not gonna say anything?

What's the matter?

Somebody stole
the Porsche last night.

Whoever it was, they picked up a
girl and they beat her to death.

Katie.

It was my car.

The cops think
that I did it. I didn't.

I know.

You don't have to
say anything.

You believe me
and my sponsors believe me.

The only ones that don't
believe me are the cops.

They made me take them to this party so
they could check out the other drivers.

Come here.

That mean you're
gonna stand by me?

Not stand by the father
of my own child?

What kind of a woman
do you think I am?

This came just before
you showed up.

The nurse didn't see
who dropped it off.

It didn't have a card.

Danny Tepper Jr. told me
he wanted his dad to open it.

Smart kid.

Look, how many times
do you want to hear it?

Yeah, I've seen this girl.
She's a hooker.

Was a hooker, I guess.

She used to hang around outside
the shop and drive decent people away.

Generally, she hung around
with another hooker.

What does she
look like?

Colored girl.

Different. They come in pairs.
You know that.

What about this car?
Car, I...

Look, I tell you, if I'd seen this car
I probably would have run like hell...

'cause, I mean, in the first place,
it doesn't even look like a car.

So, ladies...

would you care to purchase a
freshly baked croissant now...

or perhaps
a cup of coffee?

No. Thanks for your help.

Look, we're not messing
around here, okay, Louis?

Now, somebody killed
your friend Florence.

We just need your help.

Okay. But you're not gonna get
my help if you keep calling me Louis.

Louis is dead.

Florence went to some fancy
sleep-away school for Catholic girls.

But she hated it.

Did you see her
get picked up?

Honey, I've got enough
problems looking out for myself.

Time for Danny boy
to start telling the truth.

Danny, wait a minute.

Look, man, I'm out
on bond. I'm free.

I don't have to talk
to you guys.

Hey, Danny told me
about you guys.

I'm no lawyer, but you two
have been harassing my son.

Let me tell you something, pal. If |
wanted to harass you or your son...

you wouldn't need no lawyer
to tell you about it.

Well, it's time to look somewhere
else. My boy didn't do it!

So why don't you leave him
alone, try to find the guy who did...

Maybe you better get out
of my face, man.

I know some lawyers.
Good ones.

They make more in an hour than
you two clowns make in a week.

Danny, let's go.

Danny.

Abigail Cook.

That's Florence Italy's
real name.

Now what the hell's the
matter with you? Nothing.

You don't get it, do you?

Unless you tell us who did this,
man, you're it. You're in the jackpot.

You're going to jail!

It was your car, Danny.

And we could put you away
on circumstantial evidence.

Look, I can control this car.

I can't control what's
going on around me.

I can control this car, right
now, and that's all I'm doing.

Danny knows,
but Danny's not talking.

Nowheresville.
Absolute nowheresville.

I don't know.

With any luck I could
have been a racecar driver.

Becky Sklar. A driver's
best friend.

Let's have
a little chat.

Excuse us, Becky.

Can we talk to you a second?
Sure.

Nice.
Hello, lady.

They're willing to die when they drive,
and I find that really attractive.

You say that you've been...

personally acquainted with most
of the drivers on the circuit.

Absolutely. Mechanics, too.

Uh-huh?
Uh-huh.

Did you ever run into a driver on
the circuit that maybe was a little...

rough with his women?

It's been real.

Becky, if you're afraid,
we can protect you.

I was in a hospital for nine
months. I had wire in my face.

Have you ever lived
sipping soup through a straw?

How're you gonna protect me?
What're you gonna do, move in with me?

Are you gonna hang out with
me? What about in six months?

What about in a year
from now? Come on!

Hey, Becky.

This is a 17-year-old girl
that was beaten to death.

That's exactly why I'm
keeping my mouth shut, buddy.

I'm a big fan of racing,
but I am a huge fan of life!

Just leave me
alone, okay? Come on!

She's scared all the way
down to her shoes.

She's never gonna talk.

You're crazy, man.

Could it be?

That's a very heavy
father-and-son conversation.

You get the feeling
that Danny's saying...

what he hasn't said
to us?

You just don't understand,
all right? Believe me.

Danny, you're a great kid.

But to tell you the truth...

I'm not even sure that you're
mine. Your mother, she was...

She did a pretty good job
of sleeping around.

It's the way she was.

Maybe I am your daddy, but...

Well, it doesn't matter. I mean, I'd
say the same thing to you either way.

I mean, you...

You just gotta stop worrying
about this Florence Italy deal.

I mean, it's gonna
Screw up your race.

Hell.

I mean if it's working
your head around that bad...

I mean, you're not gonna
be any good to Katie...

or to Danny Jr.

Great name, huh?

You're crazy.

You and me, couple of bikes...

15 stories above a garage.

We're both crazy!

That was some deep ride.

Hey, look, kid.

We both know you didn't do it.

Now listen to me.

You're gonna wash out
clean in this.

Danny. Hey, Danny!

Where are you going?

You keep thinking about this, you're
gonna wind up like that hooker. Danny!

It's gonna work out. You didn't do it,
so forget about it.

It's not your problem. Let
those dumb cops worry about it.

You're gonna have to have your mind
on this race if you want to beat me.

Don't you want to beat me,
Danny? Don't you want to win?

Yes, I'll say we're ready.

Oll' Frankie boy just turned
the third-fastest lap of the day.

Yes, it puts us
in very good position.

I will cover anything.

Son, my cows bet
more than that.

Worthington Paper Goods
does not back a loser.

$8,000 it is.

Bucky, you sure this don't cut
into your grocery money now, huh?

Bye.

How you doing, fast guy?

Just fine!

Yes, sir.

Sonny, man, you know we can't
be here all the time.

Well, back to square one.

She had to be picked up
around here somewhere.

Well, we'll just have to
check it out again.

But if we keep covering
this street...

they're gonna have to call it
Tubbs and Crockett Boulevard.

Hold on, partner.

I'm gonna get you
a cappuccino.

Little change
of pace.

Thanks, buddy.

Excuse me, lady,
have you seen this girl?

Please don't ask. Everybody else
is doing it, why shouldn't you?

"Have you seen this girl,
have you seen this car?"

I'm sick of it. And racing.
Vroom, vroom.

So stupid. My son, Nicky...

he takes the day off so he can go
watch these stupid little cars...

going around and around.

I don't get it.

Lady, do you have
a monitor for that?

Security told me that was gonna
solve all my problems, right?

So after I spent an arm and a leg
to get the single-store package...

all the kids come in
to watch themselves on TV.

So now I keep the TV part of
this thing under the counter.

You keep the tapes for this?
Yeah, I have to.

It's part of that
single-store security package.

Yeah, I'd like to see the
tapes from three nights ago.

What?

I'd like to see the tapes
from three nights ago. Please.

Okay, hold it.

Slo-mo time.

Go back, go back.

That's him,
lighting a cigarette.

He's ours.

You'll need backup.

Take this to the lab, that frame.
We'll need an 8-by-10, black and white.

Well, the streets of Miami...

are ready for racing action
like they've never seen before.

And you'll get a chance
up-close to see...

some of the fastest
sports cars in the world.

Get ready to go up to
160 miles an hour.

They're warming them up right now.
Take a look at them.

The fastest field of hard-top
racing cars in the whole world...

ready to turn the streets
loose here in Miami.

Watch them as they go by.
They look pretty nice.

...some of the best racecars
you'll ever see on the road.

We'll be coming around with
the green flag in just a little bit.

Boy, are we anxious for it, too.
The Miami Grand Prix set to go...

once again and everybody's ready.
Come on, get up on your...

Watch this one close.
The pace car coming down...

on that last straightaway.
He'll duck out of the way.

And we're cooking in the
early stages of this event.

Now it's a long
Grand Prix race...

and this is not going
to be the easiest driving job.

We're ready for the second
race platform now...

and Al Freon...

Off the corner with a rush.

Out around the tight corner
they go once again.

Number 85, Frank Tepper. This is
the father of the father-son team.

And sits right now at
about third place.

We're at the one-third point
in the race right now...

and the leader in the 962
is Danny Tepper.

That's the son in
that father-son combination.

Sitting second and still out-wheeling.
Third place is Number 85, Frank Tepper...

the father. In fourth place
is Gunther Smith.

Really got a shot
at the overall win right now.

Boy, they have got that
car running well.

It gets off the corner
with unbelievable velocity.

We've got a report
of a yellow flag.

Apparently at turn two
someone spun.

Most of the field will dive
into the pit lane here.

Still solid in that
third-place spot...

is Frank Tepper as we enter the
closing stages of this event.

Right along the Miami Marina Area.
Boy, there is some great racing.

People sitting out on their
front porches watching it.

Tepper still working his way strongly
through the field right now.

Three miles down.
That's quick for city streets.

They could end up going
into the wall...

Well, we're down to the
closing stages of it now...

and it is still Tepper out in
front, and right behind him...

And we're now
on the final lap.

Like to get a piece of
Danny Tepper. But Tepper...

His father, Frank Tepper,
is still solidly entrenched in third.

And there it is,
the checkered flag!

Tepper wins
the Miami Grand Prix.

Al Freon goes to second place.

In third place...
Frank Tepper.

But what a finishing order
for the Tepper family.

Father and son will be on the
victory circle stand together.

Danny Tepper trying to get
the car to victory circle right now.

He's gotta be
a happy young man.

His teammates running around,
congratulating him down there.

Thank you.

Thank you.

That was tough.

I hope Danny Jr. enjoyed it
as much as I did.