RRodriguez
You haven't changed much from your old football days, have you, Sonny?
RRodriguez
No, you listen! I haven't heard word one from you for a whole stinkin' week! No case reviews, no updates...
I was under-- I was setting up--
RRodriguez
[overlapping] ...no progress reports, and no backups!
The last time I requested a backup I nearly got shot to death by Bluto and Lee Harvey Oswald over there! And as for progress reports, I'd just as soon buy radio time.
RRodriguez
Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute. Are you implying that I've got a bad cop in my department?
All I know is, every time I've gotten within 20 blocks of this Colombian, I've had the pavement pulled right out from under me.
RRodriguez
By the book. By the book, Sonny, from here on, or I swear, I'm pulling you off the street.
SCSonny Crockett
Caroline? Suppose if I had been in some other line of work, things would've been different?
CCCaroline Crockett
Doing what? Dealing real estate? Selling Porsches for my brother downtown?
SCSonny Crockett
I'm taking an informal survey at my union this week, marriage-wise. It seems out of 16 vice cops we're barely batting 250.
CCCaroline Crockett
It's not the job. Oh, sure, it's got a lot to do with it... [sighs] seeing you shot that time, and your drinking. Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking about it.
SCSonny Crockett
Actually, I think I've been doing a heck of a lot better. But when I first started in plain clothes, I mean...
CCCaroline Crockett
[overlapping] And y'know, it's funny, but in a lot of ways, you and your vice cop buddies are just the flip side of the same coin from these dealers you're always masquerading around with.
CCCaroline Crockett
You're all players, Sonny. You get high on the action.
Crockett. James "Sonny" Crockett.
Very good, Tubbs. Next week we'll work on your name.
University of Florida. All-American wide receiver number 88? Am I right or what?
Oh, that was a long time ago.
You were sensational. I remember one time I watched you run a screen pass 90 yards with 10 seconds left on the clock, man, for the winning TD against Alabama.
It was 92 yards, Tubbs. Six seconds remaining.
Yeah, well, excuse the hell outta me. You know, not that Vice isn't the most glamorous gig in the world, Crockett, but what happened, huh? I mean, you must have had half the scouts in the NFL on your tail.
Traded it all in on two years in the Southeast Asian Conference.
This here is a flare gun, sucker. So unless you want your entire intestinal tract lit up like Cape Canaveral, you've got exactly 10 seconds to tell me who you are.
Are you crazy, man? What are you--
What are you talking about, man? You know who I am!
Rafael Tubbs died 3 weeks ago in that New York shootout with Calderone. 4 seconds! Who are you, man?!
His brother. I'm his brother, Crockett! I know we all look alike to you Southern crackers but not this much. Look at the picture, man! Look at it!
[Crockett looks at a picture of Rafael]
Rafael was the best. He was the reason why I became a cop. My ID's in my right pocket, man.
[Crockett looks at Tubbs' ID]
Ricardo Tubbs. La Bronx. Armed Robbery Division? Why?
Homicide up north wasn't getting anywhere.
The interdepartmental memo, priority security clearance... all forged.
How else could I have gotten down here? A Bronx street cop on a Brooklyn narcotics investigation? Tell them there was a death in the family? Or as a veteran detective first-class on assignment? That bastard killed my brother.
Counterfeit setup bread, fake memos, forged security clearance! God! The biggest score of my entire godforsaken career and I've teamed up with some outlaw New York street cop out on a hit mission.
It's called justice, Crockett.
It's called vengeance, my friend, plain and simple. Now I may seem somewhat unorthodox to the untrained eye, but when it comes to being a cop, I am strictly business, pal. And I'll be damned if I'm gonna put my life on the line for some outlaw cop on a personal vendetta! Because when it gets personal, it gets messy. And when it gets messy, the wrong people get killed. ¿Comprende? I'm blowing the whistle to Rodriguez. You're out of this operation, Tubbs, as of now.
There is no operation without me, Crockett. Calderone'll back out of this place so fast it'll make your badge spin.
RRodriguez
Yeah. I'm sending my boy Hector there in the fall.
Good school. Expensive too. I wish I could afford to send Billy there.
RRodriguez
What's that supposed to mean?
Nothing, Lou. It just seems like an awfully tough nut to make on a lieutenant's salary.
RRodriguez
What's the matter with you, Crockett? If you want to know where I got the money, just ask me.
Okay, Lou. Where'd you get the money?
RRodriguez
None of your business. Get out of here.
SScottie
Six months ago some guy comes up to me in Little Havana. Hands me a suitcase. He says, "Compliments of Mr. Calderone." Nothing else. Just compliments. I didn't even open the damn thing for two weeks. Sonny..
How much? How much to buy you, Scottie?
SScottie
70 grand. The calls from DeSoto started about a month later. Information. That's all they wanted was information.
SScottie
I tried to pull out at least a dozen times, but it was too late. I mean, I never expected anyone to get killed.
They changed the game plan on us, Scott. Is it still goin' down tonight?
SScottie
You gotta help me, man. You gotta help me, man. I got a family. [Cop cars pull up] I got 15 years as a stand-up cop.
SScottie
I got two medals of valor! I took a bullet for you, for God's sakes! [sighs] They're runnin' a sports fishing boat out of Keys Marina. The drop-off's up river.
Am I, uh, am I missing something here, or what, Scottie? I don't get it. I don't understand this. You were my partner. I had you and Donna and the kids over to dinner, what, 20 or 30 times. [angry] Thanksgiving, birthdays. I trusted you! [grabs Scottie's throat] I trusted you, you bastard! I trusted you! [Tubbs pulls Crockett away as Scottie cries]
