#Down and dirty, baby #
- Shannon. - # Can't stop the rock #
# Can't stop the rock You can't stop the rock ##
##[Continues]
Laura.
Lindsay.
Rachel.
Hey. Check this out.
J.J., he's back. But he's smart. He watches his ass.
Just hold our positions. If he rolls,
- you follow him out. - Copy that.
What's he doin'? What... What are you doing?
We might as well roll down our windows and wave.
- J.J., you tail him. All right? - [A.J. On Radio] Copy that.
Let's go.
- Good luck. - Piece of cake.
Unit one, this is unit two. Astricky has landed.
[Castlebeck On Radio] If they roll, we take them down.
Last night that van was parked four houses down. Now it's only two.
- We got company. - Shit.
He's at the car.
[Memphis On Radio] Bird, come back.
- Stand by, unit one. - What?
- Where are you? - Where do you think I am?
I'm at the casino, picking up pit boss's lady. What do you want?
- The ladies are dirty. Walk away. The ladies are dirty. - What?
I want everybody to get back to the garage now.
Oh, so she's havin' a baby right now?
I guess I better get to the hospital then, huh?
Something's got him spooked.
My wife is havin' a baby. Gotta get...
I'm nervous! This ain't even my car! Way over here...
He's heading away from the vehicle.
- [Sighs] - I see you.
[Dispatcher Chatter On Radio]
Pull in over there.
- [Sighs] - [On Radio] Hello. This is unit two. I lost them.
[Sighs]
All right, it's time to talk to Fuzzy again.
Check this out. Laser-encoded keys that send a message to a receiver...
inside the car.
You wanna tell me what you're doin' with these?
Yeah. These are from last week. These are from the other boost.
[Guys Arguing]
- Who is it? - [Arguing Continues]
- The keys, the keys, the keys! - Take it easy!
- Now gimme this! - What happened? What happened?
- Where'd you get these from? - What's the problem?
The Mercedes are dirty! There's surveillance vans all over them.
- Where'd they come from? - Whoa. My guy in Southland. The same guy I used last time.
- Same guy I used before. - Before when?
- When we... When we took the other cars. - Other Mercedes.
- Christ. - Castlebeck.
He got to one of the guys at the dealership, and he turned him. That's what happened.
Eight hours left.
So what, we're gonna stand around and have a meeting? Wh-What's goin' on?
Memphis, maybe it's time for us to start thinking about...
- how to get these young kids out of town, 'cause... - [All Objecting]
If there's no Mercedes, there's no point in boosting any other cars. You hear me?
- That's it. - 47 is not 50, Memphis. You know that's what he'll say.
Yeah.
Hey, Memphis. You know, we still have the Mercedes keys from the last boost.
Hey! Those cars are at the police impound.
Okay? The police impound. You want us to go there and start stealin' cars?
- Yeah. - Yeah, let's do it. - You're crazy.
- We're gonna get hectic. Let's go. - No, Memphis, no. Don't do this.
Hey, Sphinx, I don't look suspicious, do I, man?
Otto, man, I think that your dog ate the keys.
- He usually goes for the license plates. - [Hemi Moans]
- Are you sure? - What? Wait a minute. The dog ate the keys?
- Yes. - [Laughs] How you gonna get them out?
- Not funny. - I'm...
- [Knife Clicks] - Hey, hey, don't even think about it, Sphinx.
- It's all right. - [Knife Clicks Shut]
Say, uh, Toby,
go see if you can get some, uh, Alpo, and get some Ex-lax.
- No way, man. - Bad dog!
- [Barks] - [Memphis] Let's get back to work.
Hey! Open the door.
- Ah, Jesus. - Hurry up. Hurry up.
- End it, rock star. Get in. - Jesus Christ.
Now what, man? What else?
Fuzzy, you never called me. So now we gotta stay down here...
till you tell me everything you know.
I... I told you everything I know. I know that,
because I said, "This is everything I know."
Detective Drycoff, does it seem like the suspect is violating his parole right now?
Why, yes, Detective Castlebeck, if by violating his parole...
you mean failing to cooperate with a law enforcement officer.
A little trick I learned in the car thief retirement home.
Can you hold this?
No, no, no. I'm not failing to cooperate. It's just that...
Y-Y-Yeah. Okay. Okay. Uh, word has it...
that Kip Raines took the job and he screwed up. Uh, he screwed up pretty bad.
And who put out the order for the job?
It's Raymond Calitri's order.
Nice.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.
- [Engine Starts] - Yes.
[Memphis On Radio] We have six hours left. Has the dog done its business yet?
Toby and Freb are walking him right now.
- [Dog Moaning] - He's not gonna go it. It's not gonna happen, man.
Come on, dog. What's wrong, Hemi? Poop, dog.
- It had to be a girl car. - Girl car, what kind of a girl drives a Hemi 'Cuda?
I'll show you.
Lipstick?
Matches the car. [Laughs]
- What's next? Blush? Mascara? - Next time...
I'll pull out the, uh, leather and high heels and pink underwear for you.
- Leather, high heels and pink underwear. - Pink underwear.
- Pink underwear works. Pink underwear works. - [Laughs]
Raymond Vincent Calitri did five years in South London for manslaughter.
- He immigrated in '98. - Look at this.
Loan shark and extortion, fencing. Ha. His front's a salvage yard.
Gonna have to wait it out.
So, you seeing anybody?
No. No, I had a girl once.
- She was great. - Mmm. So if she was so great, why'd you leave her?
I did ask you to come with me.
No, you asked me to be a different person.
I didn't want to see people get hurt. I just wanted you to slow down.
Well, I couldn't.
'Cause I wasn't ready.
- You're straight now. - Yeah, I am.
'Cause it wasn't the same without you.
- Excuse me, gentlemen. - Hey, asshole. I was reading that.
- Watch your mouth, kid. - What's goin' on?
- This is a homicide file from a homicide investigation. - All right.
It took us three months to get a magistrate to give us a wiretap on 'em.
No other division, including GRAB, can go near his person, residence or place of business.
All right? Got it? Let me tell you guys something.
All right. Raymond Calitri is going down for murder one. Boneheads.
Who gives a shit about grand theft auto? Really.
[Randall Sighs] I can't watch this.
Come on, come on, come on. Get it on. Get it over with.
What do you think is more exciting, having sex, or stealing cars?
Having sex or boosting cars?
Um. Ooh!
Uh.
Well, uh, how about, uh...
having sex while boosting cars?
God, that's a good line.
Oh, doesn't work on a lot of girls, though.
I just blurted it out. I'm s...
But you haven't answered the question.
Well, you see, the problem is,
how do you get over the shifter?
- Oh. Oh, right. 'Cause the, uh... - Because it gets in the way.
Because you wouldn't want to disrupt the, uh, synchromesh. Right?
Or the throttle linkage.
#It's your kiss, kiss, kiss #
[Moaning]
The clutch master cylinder.
# The touch of your fingertips #
Double overhead cam shaft.
- I can't do this. - Wait, wait. Just straight in-line six,
- triple Weber carburetors... - [Moans]
Bolted to each other's body structures.
Oh, it's time to work.
Good brakes. Good brakes too.
#I've still got your face #
#Painted on my heart #
#Fastened on my memory ##
- There's nothin' happening. - Maybe he's got indigestion.
- Well, dude, we'll give him some more Ex-lax. - He already ate two.
- Hey, little man. - Oh, man.
I thought I told you this is our turf. What, you wanna make a move?
We don't want anything to do with your turf.
Something wrong with where we live?
Oh, no, it's cool for you. I mean, it's just not for us.
Oh, so now you think you're better than us or something, huh?
- Maybe we should cut you up, doll? - Um...
- Dude, the keys. Freb. - Excuse me a second, guys.
[Moans] Man!
- Aw, I'm gonna throw up, dog! - Man, that's disgusting.
What kind of pervert gets their jollies off playing with dog shit?
Look, man! I got 'em. All three, man.
- You guys are sick. - I got 'em!
[Truck Horn Honking]
Wake up, man. Check this out.
Every time I drive my Volvo in Beverly Hills, they tow the shit.
- We ain't got any Volvos here. - There is a Volvo here. I know.
- They told me... - Wait a minute. Wait, wait.
What I'm tryin' to tell you is, there ain't no Volvos here.
Then get in your book, do something. Find my damn Volvo!
Sphinx. Sway.
It's got to be somewhere in there. Check it out, man.
Wait, wait. There's nothing here. Look.
- There's another one... - No, no! Uh-uh, hey! Tell you what, look at this.
Look at her. # She's a brick house ##
## [Humming]
Look, I'm sorry. I don't even need to be out here.
- [Beeper Goes Off] - Hey, uh... I got a midget pagin' me right now.
- Wait... - I gotta get outta here. Hey, time is money.
[Sighs] This is the worst damn day of my life.
"Detective Castlebeck. Glass shards...
"from the warehouse from a black light bulb...
available at any local hardware store."
All right.
What the hell is a black light bulb doin' in a...
warehouse in Long Beach?
Come with me.
- See this glass right here? - Let me guess.
- Black light? - Black light.
Take that wall. I'll take this wall.
- Remember the seventies? - Too young, thank God.
Black lights were all the rage back then.
You know, they had this ink, these magic markers.
Only show up under black light.
So if you got a whole lot of information that you don't want anybody to have...
- Like a shopping list of cars? - There you go. Whoa!
Yes. Yes!
Here is our list.
That's a big list. We can't handle all these cars.
Maybe we don't have to. I'd say where let's concentrate on the rarest ones,
and let's just hope for some luck.
Let's get somebody on this right here. You and I will take this one right her.
'67 Shelby Mustang.
- Can't be but a few of these in town. - Yeah.
But how do you know he hasn't already stolen it?
Oh, if I know our boy, I believe he'll leave this one till last.
- Why? - He's afraid of it.
Yo, guys. It's me.
- Oh, man. What are you doing? - I want to come along with you guys on a boost.
Come on. Let's go. Later. Come on.
[Beeps]
[People Chattering Nearby]
Go, go, go.
- [Engine Starting] - What's the matter with you? Come on!
[Girl] Hey, call security! Someone's stealing the car!
- Go, go, go! - What are you doing?
Whoa. I ought to leave your ass. You know that? What's the matter with you?
Hey, Sphinx. Check this out. Home boy got "Snake" on the license plate.
Well, Snake will have to slither his ass all the way to the bus stop in the morning.
Police officers. We need to check the lot for a car.
Go ahead.
Check this out, man. Here's some low-ridin' music.
It's a little bit different than that cracker shit you used to be playin'. Check this out.
- [Tires Squealing On Curves] - # Y'all gonna make me lose my mind #
You like that. You feelin' it? Are you feelin' it?
- ##[Continues] - I know you're feelin' it.
Oh! Snake! Get this thing off me!
Snake! Snake! Snake!
Get this thing off me, man! It's a snake!
It's tryin' to kill me, man! Get this thing off me!
Somebody always want to kill a brother. Man, this is wrong.
What the hell are you doing? Get the snake!
- Use the brakes! - I am!
[Screams] This snake is crawlin' up my ass, man!
This snake is up my ass!
This snake gonna swallow my shit!
# Y'all gonna make me lose my mind #
# Up in here Up in here #
# Y'all gonna make me go without ##
God, I love that car. All right. Two ladies, home safe.
He's tucking in Vanessa, and Bernadine just took me for a ride.
What's the count?
- Forty-eight. - Yes!
But Mirror and Sphinx had some unexpected visitors.
- Castlebeck? - I think so.
- Everything cool? - Yeah, yeah, they're fine.
They're on their way back to Otto's. Donny and Freb are already there.
- What about Kip and Tumbler? - No word yet.
[Tumbler] Lost in suburbia. Hell, where are we?
- What do you mean? You don't know where you're going? - Which way is out?
I don't know where I am. Everything looks the same to me.
You don't know where you're going?
- [Toby] That is a cop. - No, it's not. That's rent-a-cop.
- Slow down. Slow down. - He's pulling a U-turn.
[Siren Wailing]
Oh, man, we're in big trouble.
[Officer On Radio] In pursuit of stolen Cadillac S. U. V.,
traveling west on Murray Drive.
- Roadblock, Kip. Oh, shit. - Look out for the roadblock! - Go, go!
- Go! - [Car Horns Honking]
- Oh, man. - [Crying] Motherfucker.
- Oh, shit. Oh, shit. - I need help, man.
- [Tumbler] What? - He's been shot! Oh, shit. Oh, shit.
- Don't touch me! - We need to go to the hospital, man!
People ask questions in hospitals, Kip.
- Go to the hospital! - You should use your head. We're in a stolen car!
- [Shouting] - Now, this does not look good.
- You're gonna be all right. - [All Shouting]
- Oh, man! - What happened?
- We ran into security patrol. - He hid in the van. We didn't know he was there.
We gotta get you to a doctor, private. I know just where to go.
- Let's get him to a car. - No! Ow!
Lie in the back. Lie down in the back.
Tumbler, you and Kip take the last van back to Otto's.
- [Atley] You all right? - [Toby] Yeah, go.
- What are you doin'? - I'm goin' with him.
- If something should go wrong, just... - [Kip] Let's go!
I'll take care of him, man.
Let's finish this.
- What's up? - What's the story with that Humvee?
- Gone. - Cadillac?
The same. Where are we goin'?
The only '67 Shelby in the area is registered...
at a place called the International Towers in Long Beach.
Let's go to Long Beach.
I know we got a history, Eleanor,
and that that history has not been great, but I promise...
you take care of me, I'll take care of you.
[Engine Starts]
Shit.
The easy way or the hard way, Raines. Easy way or the hard way?
- Hey! - I think he's choosin' the hard way.
- [Kiss] - All right.
[Honking]
One-Baker-eleven. I n pursuit of '67 Ford Mustang, gray.
- That sign said "Do Not Enter." - Yeah. You noticed, huh?
- Jesus! - Keep your pants on.
Suspect now traveling east on Fourth Street.
Correction. Make that north on Main.
Move! Get the fuck... Just move!
Get out of there!
Oh, you wanna get crazy with me!
- [Siren Wailing] - Come on, boy.
[Screaming]
[Siren Wailing]
One-Baker-eleven. Unit three involved in a T.A. At St. Vincent's and Seventh.
[Dispatcher] All units, pursuit has entered flood control adjacent to 710 freeway.
- Where's that air unit? - Requesting air unit. Same location.
[Helicopter Officer] Air One. We're over the pursuit.
Suspect traveling southbound at 90 miles an hour.
- [Drycoff] Stay with him, Air One. - I'm all over him.
- Suspect has increased speed to 120. - Maintain visual, Air One.
[Air One] 140 miles an hour.
- [Drycoff] Do not lose him. - This is an A-Star, sir, not an Apache.
One-fifty. One-sixty.
- He's gone. - God!
- Man, this guy can drive. - What, what?
It's probably mostly the car.
Hey, what time is it?
7:30.
I think I'm gonna have to get you out of town or something.
Your brother's the best boost in the world, but I don't know if he's gonna make this one.
I'm not like my brother, you know. I just don't abandon my friends.
Oh, man. I ought to smack you silly, boy.
You know, your brother ran away, is that what you think?
You better get your story straight.
Well, go on then. Straighten it out.
Your mother told him to go.
She knew if Memphis stayed, you were gonna walk his line.
You were gonna join his crew.
But she told him to pick up and go.
And he did, thinkin' it was best for you.
He left all of us. For you.
Guess it wasn't that big a deal for him though, really.
Wasn't that big a sacrifice, leavin' everything he'd ever known behind.
And six years later, ain't life grand?
You became a car boost anyway. How about that?
I sedated him. He's sleeping.
He's gonna be just fine.
It's just a scratch, Eleanor. It can be fixed.
- [Engine Falters] - No, no, no, don't.
Don't do this to me. Don't... Don't start with me.
- [Engine Halts] - Don't... No, no... No, start!
Start, start, start. Come on. Come on.
[Starter Cranking]
- I need you, Eleanor. I need you now, now. - [Engine Starts]
[Dispatcher] All units, be advised.
Suspect vehicle headed south on Henry Ford Boulevard.
We should hit him at Ocean Avenue at the end of this bridge.
There he is. There he is! Yeah.
I got you, Raines! I got you, boy!
[Worker] That's it. Keep it comin'.
Whoa! Shit! Shit.
[Air One] One-Baker-eleven, be advised. Suspect heading westbound.
Head east to intercept.
One-Baker-eleven, maintain your course. Suspect heading in your direction.
One-Baker-eleven, he's at the end of the pier turning towards you.
[Worker] Wait! Hang on! Hang onto it!
Oh, shit.
- Move, move! - [Yelps]
- Is he okay? - [Moaning]
- How are you doing? Are you all right? - Yeah.
- Are you okay? Just sit back. You all right? - I think so.
Are you sure? 'Cause you just went through a wall.
Long Beach Tower, this is L.A.P.D. Air One in pursuit of suspect,
requesting permission to cross airfield.
[Controller] Negative, Air One. Incoming aircraft on approach.
Hold your position.
I repeat, do not enter airport air space.
[Man] Hey!
[Workers Chattering]
[Man] That one's got a broken leg!
[Siren Wailing]
There he is. There he is.
- [Guns Cocking] - Get outta the car, man!
[Engine Revs]
Raines!
[Gasping]
- Where's, uh... Where's Memphis? - I don't know, man.
- He's not back yet. - What do you mean, he's not back yet?
- It's 8:00. - [Phone Ringing]
- Atley. - [Calitri] Time's up, Atley.
I've got 49 cars. That's one less than required.
- Bring the kid, and we'll settle this. - What kid is that?
Oh, you know. The Cincinnati Kid, Billy the Kid. Which kid did you think I mean?
Oh, gee, I don't know. I think that maybe you mean Kip Raines.
Well, gee. I think you're right.
Yeah. Well, you know, it's a funny thing. That little son of a bitch evaded me.
- Find him, Atley. - Well, what if I can't find him?
Then big brother takes the fall for the slipup. It doesn't matter much to me.
One Raines is as good as another. It never rains, but it pours.
Son of a..! Just... Well, you know, I think you can thank your big brother.
I think he just took your place under the guillotine.
Sorry, mate. We're all done here.
- No, we're not done. This is number 50. - You're late.
So sod off. You got a problem with that,
take it up with Calitri.
- You're late. - Wait. You're gonna argue with me over 12 minutes?
I just stole 50 cars for you in one night!
All right? I'm a little tired. I'm a little wired!
And I think I deserve a little appreciation.
I said 50 cars, not 491/2.
491/2? She's not so bad, man. She's got, what? You know, some paint and, uh...
Some fiberglass. Yes, indeedy.
You know, and the book on her is 60, 70, call it 80.
So you take 80, all right? You subtract it from 200. All right. And we make a deal.
You take 80 from 200, and we call it even.
Done.
All right. Good. And this thing with my brother's over.
It's over.
It's done. It's finished.
Done. Finished.
Nobody insults me. Nobody puts a gun to me head.
Kill him. Shred the car.
All right. Where's Raymond Calitri's place?
Exeter Salvage and Steel. It's on the water. Why, are we goin'?
Because, you know, homicide specifically ordered us not to interfere.
To hell with homicide.
Unicorn.
- What? - Nothing.
So, where would you like it, sir?
I n the head or in the chest?
- The chest. - My pleasure.
[Atley] Hey, wait a minute, fellas! Hold it.
- Big change of plan here. - That's far enough, Atley.
What are you doing? No, no, no!
I said stop there, Atley!
No, no. Calitri just sent me up here to ask you a question.
All right? Everything's gonna be all right. We got it covered.
Get my brother outta here.
Hey.
You made a mistake pickin' a kid to do your dirty work.
Made an even bigger mistake pickin' my kid brother.
And now, you just made the biggest mistake tryin' to kill me.
[Grunts]
- No. Be careful with that. - This?
- Just put it down. - That's right. You got a thing about wood.
Just put it down.
No! No!
- No! - I... I...
- No! - Oh, no.
- Psst. - I'm good.
God! Jesus!
God.
- Who are you? - I'm a police officer. You don't wanna do that now.
- Yeah, I do. - Listen to me.
You walk outta here with me, you got some options. You kill me... now you think about this...
I'm a police officer. Your life will be over.
No, you've got that the wrong way around. If I kill you, your life's over.
Not all bad, though. Funeral will be on the telly. Everybody out there, pressed and dressed.
Guard of honor. Twenty-one gun salute and the Stars and Stripes draped all over your coffin.
It'll be the greatest day of your life.
[Yelling]
Here I am smack dab in the middle of a moral dilemma, Randall.
You've torn this town to shreds with that little escapade of yours. You and your Eleanor.
But I understand what brought you back here.
A brother's love is a brother's love.
You saved my life, didn't you?
So what am I gonna do?
It's your call, Detective.
Get outta here, Randall. I'll clean this up.
Go, Randall, before I change my mind. Go.
Oh, uh, there's a container ship. At pier 14.
You might want to check it out.
Oh. Look here. Can a good-lookin', hard-workin' chef get a beer around here?
Come on, Tumbler. You ain't doin' nothin'. Hand me a beer, baby.
All right, Memphis, guys, food! Thank you, sir.
Damn.
- Ow, ow. - Wait, wait, wait.
Poor Toby, man. Sure looks like he's in a lot of pain.
If that's pain, you can shoot me anytime.
- [Laughs] - Sexy, sexy.
[British Accent] If his unpleasant wounding...
has in some way enlightened the rest of you...
as to the grim finish below the glossy veneer of criminal life...
and inspired you to change your ways,
then his injuries carry with it an inherent nobility and a supreme glory.
We should all be so fortunate.
You say, "Poor Toby." [Scoffs]
I say, "Poor us."
- He spoke. - Yeah.
Hey, man, I thought you were from Long Beach.
[All Laughing]
Hey, Memphis. Hey.
I have something for you.
- What is this? - Open it.
Keys. Keys are good. What do I do with 'em?
Hey, everybody. Everybody.
Inside here. Let's go. Everybody, come on. Let's go.
Ladies and gentlemen, it's my great pleasure...
to present...
- Oh, man. Oh, man! - There you go. Eleanor.
- What? What? It's Eleanor. - [Donny] How about that?
- Look at his face. - [Otto] All yours.
Now it's a heap, but give me a couple of weeks and it'll look like...
a streamlined butterfly.
- You didn't... - Oh, no, no, no.
I, uh... I parted the chopper out for that.
I'm blown away.
You bought me a car.
Well, yeah, you know. It's just a token of my appreciation for, uh...
For everything.
- [Clapping] - [Donny] That's the way it should be.
That's the way it should be. That's right.
- Yeah. - Why don't you get in there and go for a ride?
I know what you did.
- And I thank you. - I'll see you later, man.
- ##[Rock] - [Engine Starts]
- You wanna go for a ride? - Hell, yes.
#Ride on, Josephine Ride on #
- #Ride on, Josephine, ride on # - [Cheering]
#Ride on, Josephine Child, you got a runnin' machine ##
[Eleanor Creaking]
[Engine Dies, Starter Cranking]
- [Fails To Turn Over] - [Memphis] Oh, don't do this to me.
[Male Soloist] #I thought you'd be out of my mind #
#And I'd finally found a way #
# To learn to live without you #
#I thought it was just a matter of time #
# Till I had a hundred reasons #
#Not to think about you #
#But it's just not so #
#And after all this time #
#I still can't let go #
#I've still got your face #
#Painted on my heart #
#Drawn upon my soul #
#Etched upon my memory, baby #
#And I've got your kiss still burnin' on my lips #
# The touch of your fingertips #
# You're still so deep inside of me, baby #
#I've still got your face #
#Painted on my heart #
# Oh, yeah #
#Something in your eyes keeps hauntin' me #
#I'm trying to escape you #
#And I know there ain't no way to #
# To chase you from my mind #
#I've still got your face #
#Painted on my heart #
#Drawn upon my soul #
#Etched upon my memory, baby #
#And I've got your kiss #
#Still burnin' on my lips #
# The touch of your fingertips #
# You're still so deep inside of me, baby #
#I've still got your face #
#Still got your face #
#Painted on my heart #
# Whoa #
#Baby #
# Come on, come on, come on come on, baby #
# Come on, come on, my baby #
# Come on, come on, come on come on, baby #
# Come on, come on, come on come on, baby ##