♪♪ [ Hip-Hop ]
♪♪ [ Man Rapping,
Indistinct ]
♪ Blinded by the criminal mind♪
♪ I can't help it ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
♪ To pick up the pieces ♪
♪ Burnin' up ♪
♪ It's the only way
I see myself ♪
♪ Getting to the other side ♪
♪ That's why I try criminal ♪
♪ City lights ♪
♪ Diamond sky ♪
♪ What a beautiful thing ♪
♪ Delight ♪
Beautiful thing.
♪ Everything
Is all that I desire ♪
♪ It was in my head
A chance to live higher ♪
♪ Guided by the criminal mind ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I can't help it ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
I'm on my way.
♪ To pick up the pieces ♪
♪ It's the only way
I see myself ♪
♪ Getting to the other side ♪
♪ That's why
I got a criminal mind ♪
♪ I can't help it ♪
♪ Say what ♪
♪ I'm on my way ♪
On my way.
♪ To pick up the pieces ♪
♪ It's the only way
I see myself ♪
♪ Getting to the other side ♪
♪ It's by means
of the criminal mind ♪♪
Yeah.
Movin' on up !
Believe that !
Ladies,
we got picture.
- What about the alarm ?
- Hey, Miles, what do
you think I'm doing ?
Deke, just cool out.
We like to run
a loose crew here.
- You're the boss, Miles.
- It's like that ?
- It's like that.
- I'm gonna go check on Tulley.
♪♪ [ Car Radio ]
♪♪ [ Rap ]
[ Miles On Two-Way Radio ]
Tulley ! We cool down there ?
♪ Gimme, gimme, gimme
My money, money, money ♪
Yeah.
Yeah,
we're cool, man.
Good.
Cool is good.
Are you smoking ?
No. Negative.
You're lyin', Tulley.
I smell the menthol up here.
Now, cut it out.
You're lyin' to me.
What would your mama do
if she knew you were smoking ?
Butt it out, man.
- Ow ! Shit !
- Now stay alert.
Ready over here ?
Damn it !
Eddie, why you got
to do that every time ?
It's good luck.
It's bad luck
if I land in it.
Believe that.
Don't fall
in that shit.
- See you, Deke.
- Good luck, guys.
[ Panting ]
- Deke !
How's the weather up there ?
- Snowing.
Yeah ?
Well, it's beginning
to look a lot like Christmas.
[ Buzzing, Beeping ]
Miles, you got a guard
20 feet from you.
Ten feet.
He's closing fast.
He's right around
the corner from you.
- [ Beeping ]
- [ Panting ]
[ Deke On Radio ]
He turned around.
Forget it, he's gone.
So much
for the easy part.
Kit !
Aw, shit !
Blam !
I hate it when you do that.
All right, Eddie.
Check this out.
This is a Brigger 3300.
Toughest safe in the world.
What's the first thing
you do ?
Drill the lock.
No, you gotta check
to see if it's open !
- It's open !
- What ?
No, I'm messin' with...
I'm messin' with you.
They would never do that.
You know they
would never do that.
[ Grunts ]
[ Woman Chattering
On Police Radio ]
[ Grunts ]
Glasses.
I'll see you
back up top.
Right.
- [ Beeping ]
- Open sesame.
Come on, Eddie.
- You got the rock ?
- Miles is right behind me, man.
Eddie.
Whoa.
What the hell are you doin' ?
Seventeen million,
four ways.
What ?
- I'm too greedy
for that, Eddie.
- Look, just... Come on, man.
[ Screaming ]
[ Starting Engine ]
Shit !
Oh, yeah.
[ Siren Blaring ]
[ Indistinct ]
Come here, gorgeous.
Got the rock.
Time to roll.
[ Deke On Radio ]
Hurry up. We got a lot
of activity up here.
- Now, hurry up. Let's go !
- Shit !
[ Grunts ]
- Freeze !
- [ Grunts ]
[ Man ]
Hey, let's go ! Go !
- [ Grunts ]
- Stay down ! You !
Stay down ! Don't move !
Let me see
your hands !
Hey, Miles.
Where's Eddie ?
He went over early.
Got the rock ?
What ?
You got the rock ?
What you doin' ?
Give me the rock !
Yo, Deke, you ain't
got to do this, man.
I need the rock.
You want the rock ? We're
supposed to split this shit.
Why are you
doing this ?
Give me the rock.
[ Helicopter Whirring ]
[ Police Shouting,
Indistinct ]
Shit !
Whoa-ho !
[ Screaming ]
[ Grunting ]
Miles, you're a dead man,
you piece of shit !
[ Grunting ]
Deke !
[ Screaming ]
Miles...
[ Panting ]
Miles !
[ Policeman ]
Let's get on Tack Two.
[ Chattering
On Police Radios ]
[ Panting ]
Damn !
[ Screams ]
Yes.
[ Grunting ]
Oh !
Oh, good doggie.
[ Barking ]
G-Good doggie.
Kibbles 'N Bits.
Easy, or, um, um...
Where's the nearest exit ?
Stay were you are.
Hands up.
Hands up,
turn around, buddy.
I'm a carpenter.
Turn around !
I was working late.
Aw, see ?
That's the saw. See ?
I was workin'.
You're under arrest.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Anything you say
can and will be used
against you.
You have the right
to an attorney.
If you cannot afford one,
one will
be appointed for you.
- Do you understand your rights ?
- [ Miles ] No...
Do you understand
your rights ?
Yeah, I understand 'em.
♪ Ain't nothin' but
a free thing, baby, yeah ♪
Ah, free man.
Believe that.
Yeah !
One belt,
one shoelace,
one wallet
containing $22.
One shoelace ?
Yo, man, you know
how much them shoes co...
One shoelace ?
I came in here
with two.
You took my shoelace ?
Did you take my shoelace, man ?
You got two seconds
to walk out that door.
Sign out,
and leave my pen.
I'm signing out.
Got places to go,
people to see.
My lady,
Janiece.
Ass. Ka-pow !
[ Buzzer Sounds ]
I mean, it's like that.
What you gonna do
with one shoelace ?
Let me in on the secret.
Floss your ass ?
[ Laughs ]
Gotta go.
Whoo !
Y'all stay up, man.
Don't be mad 'cause
I gotta go.
Oh, yeah.
Open that. Thank you.
Yeah. I'm out of here.
Oh, man ! Where them
butt-naked ho's at ?
You know ?
Yeah. Let me
up out of here !
Yes !
[ Shouting ]
I'm free !
I'm free at last !
Gotta go.
Gotta go, gotta go.
All right !
Uh-huh !
♪ Ah, when you're wrong ♪
♪ You said you would
only be away a while ♪
♪ But the days
turned into weeks ♪
♪ And all the weeks
into miles ♪
♪ Baby, why ♪
♪ You could have told me you
were tellin' me good-bye ♪
Damn !
What happened ?
I-I mean...
Did you eat
the whole time
I was in there ?
I mean,
when I left you was like,
"plickety-cow, plickety-pat."
Now, you like,
"Fa-bwoom !"
And some Oprah shit.
Wait a minute,
that's all right.
I can adjust.
It's the love that counts,
you know what I mean ?
I could adjust to
a plus-sized woman. Just some
more cushion for the pushin'.
[ Laughs ]
You know ?
Janiece ?
Your sad-ass
sack of bones is here.
Oh, I apologize.
You're her cousin.
Mm-hmm.
I apolo...
Can I buy you some cereal ?
Ugh.
[ Woman ]
It's okay, Shawna.
There you are.
Just...
Miles.
Wow. Baby.
You are...
[ Exhales ]
You look beautiful.
You are beautiful.
And that's not two years
of prison talking.
Oh, baby,
it must have been hard
in there for you.
All alone at night
in your little cot.
Tell me something, Miles.
Did you think about me ?
Think about you
all the time !
Think about
you right now !
[ Chuckles ]
Then you should have
thought about that before
you started robbin' people !
Janiece !
I never robbed you !
Janiece !
I'm a rehabilitated man.
Janiece ! Janiece !
[ Stammers ]
Talk to me.
Miles, I didn't come
see you for two years.
- Wasn't that a sign ?
- I know you couldn't stand
to see your man like that.
"Man" ?
You're not my man.
You lie. You told me
you were a banker.
No ! Bank robber !
You see, sometime I stutter.
But-But I'm gettin'
that whole speech impediment
thing tog...
Miles, you are
a very smart man,
but the entire time...
we spent together
was one big lie.
Look, Janiece,
listen to me, okay ?
I know I lied
about some things,
but I can change.
Oh, I don't think so.
Bye !
No, no, Janie...
Don't do me like this !
Oh !
Fifth and Grand ?
"To protect and... "
[ Cursing,
Indistinct ]
Hi ! How you doin' ?
Is this really
a police station ?
Of course !
[ High-Pitched Moaning ]
Hey !
[ Beeping ]
Hi, there.
I have a delivery
for Traffic.
[ Desk Officer ]
Oh, yeah.
Want you to sign by the "X."
What do we got ?
Egg roll. Orange chicken.
Yeah, hot pizzas
comin' through.
Hot pizza.
Got to get
the police officers
their pizza.
They got to protect and serve.
The police got to eat too.
Let the officers
eat, please.
I am the pizza man,
here to deliver the pizza.
Thank you.
Officers,
I got your pizzas !
Third floor.
Robbery-Homicide.
Yeah, please be careful.
Pizza's very hot.
Don't want nobody to get hurt.
Just got there for pizza quick.
♪ Whoo, pizza quick
That's how we do it ♪
♪ Down in pizza quick
Uhh ♪
♪ Watch it, watch it
Watch it, watch it ♪
♪ Pa-pow, pa-pow
Two times, bring it up ♪
♪ Oh, don't
drop the pizza
Uhh ♪♪
Whoa, whoa. Whoo !
Uh, pizza delivery
for Robbery-Homicide.
Robbery-Homicide ?
Why is it I don't see
Robbery-Homicide...
with a pizza delivery
in the log-in sheet ?
But I'll tell you what.
Why don't you just leave
that pizza here with me ?
No, I tell you what.
Last time I left a pizza here,
it magically disappeared.
I mean, it's just like
leavin' candy around me.
It's not gonna be all right.
I'm gonna... chomp it up !
- You see what I'm sayin' ?
- Look.
There's two kinds of people
that get through that door.
People wearin' handcuffs.
- Yeah.
- People wearin' a badge.
You don't have on either.
Well, I don't...
I don't have a badge
or handcuffs, so...
Officer Carlson.
We want to flip
that card right over.
Oh, sorry.
Just got it.
Uh, uh, excuse me.
Officer ? Officer ?
The guys in Homicide
ordered this pizza
about a hour ago.
Okay.
[ Softly ]
I don't want to leave them
with Shamu over there.
Okay.
Um, sir, I'm not sure
what you want me to do.
Take them.
Sir, I'm on duty.
I can't do that.
No, yes you can.
Please take them. Thank you.
Okay. Well, sir...
Thank you very much.
Ahh !
Break it down.
Razzmatazz.
Bop-bop. Bop.
Two-time. Left !
Pow ! Work it !
Break it down.
Get around.
Pa-pow ! Oh, yeah.
Pow ! Left leg !
Pow ! Bring it around.
Bump !
Bump, bump, bump.
Walk.
Uh-huh !
You hid a diamond
in a police station ?
I didn't know
it was a police station.
So look, can you
change the I.D. or not ?
Well, sure.
But aren't they gonna be
suspicious of a pizza man
with a security clearance ?
I'm not goin' back
as a pizza man.
- What are you goin' as ?
- A cop.
A cop.
Yeah, a new transfer.
That's why I need that I.D.
and a new file for detective.
You, uh...
Why detective ?
That's where the rock is.
Oh, well.
It's gonna be expensive.
[ Scoffs ]
Uncle Lou, I thought
we was like family.
Yeah, well,
"like family"
is not family.
If you were family,
you'd want it for free,
right ? [ Chuckles ]
Man, well you ain't changed.
I'll see you later.
[ Indistinct ]
[ Chattering
On Police Radio ]
[ Officer ]
Twenty-eight, code six.
Get your hands up !
[ Miles ]
Get down. Grab him !
Put some damn clothes on.
Get your butt-naked ass down.
Get your
butt-naked ass down.
He's butt-naked
and he's stinkin' !
Oh, somebody give him
some clothes. He's hidin'
a gun in his ass !
- [ Hissing ]
- Get on the ground.
Get on the ground. Now.
That's it. Do it now.
Don't I know you ?
Freeze !
Cuff 'em.
Yeah, cuff his ass.
Now, I'm gonna cuff you
like that, clack !
All right, now I'm
the good cop. You act up,
I'll turn into the bad one.
Freeze !
Get 'em up.
Spread your legs now.
I'm a officer of the law.
[ Chuckles ]
Any sign of Deacon ?
Last I heard,
he was pullin' rip jobs
in Carson.
I warned you
about that guy.
That you did.
He's gonna know you're out.
Oh, well.
This is purely cosmetic.
It won't check out.
Oh, don't worry.
I'll be out of there
in an hour, max.
Thanks.
Good luck.
Oh, oh.
Hey there, Officer Dog.
I'm a detective.
[ Beeping ]
Sorry, sir.
- She's never done that.
- Must be the pastrami.
- [ Softly ] Bitch.
- [ Barking ]
[ Dings ]
- Are you goin' up ?
- Yeah. Yeah. Up.
Uh, third floor.
Appreciate it.
[ Elevator Door Shuts ]
What ?
[ Sighs ]
[ Dinging ]
[ Man ] The vehicle
belonged to your friend, but
you don't remember his name ?
Now, do you
have a last name ?
Oh, man, these cuffs
are tight, man ! Bro.
I know, bro.
Miss Green ! Miss Green ?
Could you please tell this man
to loosen these cuffs ?
[ Coughs ]
Man, I can't feel
my fingers, man.
I'm serious. Please ?
I know it.
I know.
Detective ?
Not so tight.
Maybe I could loosen 'em up
a little bit.
Okay.
Thank you.
Hello ?
Great lawyer there.
Top of the line.
There you go.
- [ Screaming ]
- [ Grunting ]
[ Flushes Toilet ]
- [ Grunts ]
- He's in here !
Jesus !
Whoa !
How y'all doin' ?
Hey.
Oh, not again,
Carlson.
Guy body-slammed me, sir.
[ Officer ]
Maybe he likes you, Carlson.
- [ Miles ]
He did what to you ?
- Get him up out of here.
What were you thinkin' ?
What the hell...
Man, that's not smart.
- [ Miles ]
Get him out of here.
- [ Officer ] Come on.
Come on !
What the hell
happened up there ?
Up here ?
Oh, uh...
I caught him trying
to escape through
the ventilation system.
- Who the hell are you ?
- Oh, uh...
[ Clears Throat ]
Malone. Just transferred.
Right there. Yeah.
Check that out.
- Bam !
- [ Officer ]
Do you know Malone ?
No, sir.
Nobody told me
about it.
- [ Clears Throat ]
Uh, guys.
- Hmm ?
Hmm.
Sorry, ma'am.
Sorry.
'Scuse me.
[ Officer ]
All right, clear it out.
Oh, um...
Oh, let me flush, please.
[ Toilet Flushes ]
Didn't know, uh...
You might not want
to go in there.
You got some paperwork
there for me, Malone ?
All right. Yeah.
We've been putting in
a request for a new detective
for eight months.
Suddenly you just turn up.
I'll never understand
the system.
Ooh. Yeah.
Downtown bumble-dicks.
Burglary, huh ?
Sixteen citations.
Mayor's commendation.
[ Chuckles ]
You worked out
of West Covina, huh ?
Uh, yeah, well,
that's what it says
right there.
You look familiar, Malone.
Have we met before ?
Mm, no.
You wouldn't happen
to be in a bowling league,
would you ?
That's it.
You're a bowler.
I try.
Yeah, well we could
use a guy in Burglary.
- Carlson !
- Huh ? Right here, yeah.
[ Stammers ]
I thought I was going
to be assigned to a desk.
Right up in here.
Right up in here !
Are you kiddin' me ?
Guy like you ?
No, you belong
on the street.
Oh, and also, listen.
Carlson needs a partner
with some experience.
- He just got promoted.
- Hey, Chief, I just got a call.
Carlson, Malone's joining us.
So take him with you,
show him around, and uh...
- Hi.
- Carlson, let Malone do
all the handcuffing, okay ?
I appreciate that, yeah.
Right.
- I'll be reviewing these.
- All right, well, uh,
this is the bullpen here.
That's Booking up there.
Then the, uh, holding cells
are down that way.
You want to see 'em ?
Uh, seen one,
seen 'em all.
Oh, yeah. Okay. Sure.
That's my desk here, sir.
- Nice desk.
- Thanks. Yeah.
Uh, let's see.
Okay. Brass is on five.
Robbery-Homicide,
they're on three.
Over there, that's
the tag-and-bag. Sir ?
- Sir ? Through those doors,
that's the 10-17.
- Roger.
- Carlson.
Show him the rest later.
- Yes, sir.
Oh, yeah. Come on.
Uh, where ?
Oh, we got a call.
Burglary. Sorry.
Here, I'll take this.
Look, you mean
we gotta go outside ?
That's where the crime is at.
No, no, no, no.
See, I just got here.
That's not a good thing.
I got to do work
up in here so that...
No, I'm your partner.
so that I know what's
goin' on up there !
I might need backup.
So how long
you been in Burglary ?
Oh, me ?
All my life, man.
All my life.
I heard the chief say
you got 16 citations.
Yeah. Yeah, well...
That's incredible !
Sixteen.
That's what happens
when your Uncle Lou
writes your file.
Hmm. Yeah.
[ Sighs ]
Um, you can ride
up front if you want.
I knew that.
[ Carlson ]
Just got to be real careful
for pedestrians comin' out here.
Walkin'
around down here.
Am I clear
to the right ?
You're clear.
Am I clear ?
Okay.
Yeah, I just
made detective.
No kiddin' ?
Mm-hmm.
Yeah.
I worked Traffic
for three years, you know.
It was pretty cool.
I got pretty good at it,
you know. Oh.
[ Brakes Squeal ]
Um, yeah, you know, you don't
have to stop for the yellow.
You could just
drive right through.
It's all right.
[ Chuckles ] Sir, not
if you've seen some of
the accidents I've seen.
No, thanks.
[ Chuckles ]
- [ Horn Beeping ]
- Okay, well there's
your green right there.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
- [ Engine Chugging ]
- Can I ask you
a personal question ?
- Yeah, sure !
- How many times
did you take the test ?
What test ?
You know, the test.
For detective.
Oh !
Yeah, that one.
One time.
Yeah.
Really ?
Aced it !
You know...
Really ?
Yeah, took it out.
Wow !
Took me five tries.
I, uh...
I did well on the written part,
but my performance reviews
weren't so hot, I mean...
Look, how many times
did it take you to get
your driver's license, man ?
Please. Wake me up
when we get there.
Yes, sir.
[ Pretends To Snore ]
Goodness me ! Whoo !
Sorry.
It's a nice suit, sir.
It's really cool.
Oh, I appreciate it.
Yeah, you know ?
Appreciate it.
Got any music ?
Oh. Yeah. Sure.
I like to jam.
[ Clicks On
Car Radio ]
♪♪ [ Rap ]
Just so long as we can
hear the dispatcher.
♪ Takin' my back
My boy's outta whack ♪
That's good.
I never heard
this station.
Kind of funky, huh ?
You like that, huh ?
Ba-ad. Yeah.
♪ I shouldn't have let you
walk right out of my life ♪
♪ I should have
treated you right ♪
♪ Uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
♪ I should have been
by your side ♪♪
[ Man ]
Last night, these shelves
were loaded with Elites.
Just came in yesterday.
Now they're gone.
Three dozen gorgeous rims.
They didn't take
anything else ?
No, they went
for my good stuff.
Chrome with gold trim.
Five grand worth.
Oh.
[ Carlson ]
What about the alarm ?
What about it ?
It went off,
but it took you guys
two hours to get here !
My wheels are probably
rolling around Tijuana
about now.
Here. Here's
where they came in.
Looks like they
just broke the glass,
opened the handle,
crawled in the window,
you know...
Exactly.
- Shimmied down the shelf.
- Carlson, this is
a waste of time.
What ?
That's not
how they got in.
- 'Course it is.
- No, cut it out, Frankie.
That's not how they got in.
This is the spot right here.
That's how I would have came in.
No, no, no.
If I was a thief !
If I was a thief.
Skylight.
Just cut the alarm
from the inside.
I could take my time.
- But w-w-why take your time ?
- Oh, why would I take my time ?
It's heavy.
Now, you tell me.
How long would it take
to you to carry...
three dozen of those
out of the store and load 'em
in the back of a truck ?
[ Carlson ] Long time.
It would take
a long time.
A very long time.
But they probably had
three or four guys
workin' the damn thing.
Zip. Zip, zip the shit up.
Zip. Frank, hush.
'Cause you know better.
Come on.
Don't lie to me.
I'm the man.
I-I'm the man,
Frank.
[ Chuckles ]
Come on.
You're the man.
Frank, your 5,000,
sorry to tell you,
is worth less
than two on the street.
Which don't go four ways
with much juice
once you rent a truck.
And to rent a truck,
that requires what ?
Credit card...
driver's license...
Unless, of course,
you got
your own truck.
He's not gonna let us
search his truck.
What do you mean,
"let us" ?
We're the police.
Detective,
we need a warrant
to do that.
We don't even
need a key.
[ Laughing ]
- Yeah.
- Detective, you can't do that.
I'm pretty...
- It's unconstitutional.
- Look at that. Look at this.
Voila !
Look at that !
Solved a crime
my first day on the job !
Uh, we...
We bad detectives.
There they are !
Sir, filing
a false report...
is a very serious crime.
Oh. Whoa, no, uh...
This is...
Carlson.
I'll handle this.
Bring your
weeble-wobble ass
on over here.
You like snacks ?
Yeah. Nothing
makes me happier.
You're gonna be snackin'
on the bottom of this shoe
if this shit happens again.
Now, you see
them ridges ?
Yeah.
These ridges
are going to be imprinted
on the back of your ass...
permanently...
if this happens again.
You-You understand ?
Thoroughly understand you.
That's right.
Every time you look at your ass,
there's gonna be a print there.
It's gonna remind you
of me and my partner,
and for you lying.
Right.
Don't want to see
those ridges.
All right, listen.
Stop eating cold cuts,
'cause it's seeping.
It's coming
through your pores.
All right ?
- Oh, okay. Will do.
- I put one ridge
on your ass. Pap !
Let's roll.
No, it's cool.
Let's get out of here.
Uh, yeah, Detective.
I know I'm a little bit
new at this,
but I thought we were
supposed to arrest
the bad guys.
Nah.
Now he owes us one.
So, that's how it works.
We let the little fish go...
so that we can catch
the big fish later.
Mm-hmm.
I got it !
Yeah.
Um, do you mind
if I drive ?
I know a shortcut.
Uh, yeah.
Okay.
You might want
to buckle up.
[ Screaming ]
♪♪ [ Hip-Hop ]
Are you
in a hurry, sir ?
No.
Just testing your car.
Balancing out your shit.
[ Miles ]
When was the last time
you got all up on this thing ?
I've never gotten
all up on anything, sir.
Yeah, well,
sometimes you got to feed
some speed to your ride...
every once in a while.
Sir ? Sir ?
Watch it ! Watch it !
[ Over P.A. ]
Hey ! This is the police !
Move your busted-ass vehicle.
Move, move, move,
move, move !
This is the L.A.P.D.
We'll pop one in your ass.
We got guns and shit !
I could get used to this !
I like !
Used to what ?
Driving. Yeah, see,
my last partner
did all the driving.
Who was your partner ?
I don't want
to talk about it.
Why ?
[ Tires Squealing ]
Hey, look, man,
I'm beat, okay ?
There's just some places
I can't talk about.
You wouldn't understand.
If we're going to be partners,
we ought to communicate.
This thing's like a marriage.
No. No, this is
nothing like a marriage.
Well, what is it like ?
It's more like
a one-night stand.
Wham, bam,
thank you, Officer.
It's like that ?
It's like that.
We're just gonna
fight crime and zip
the rest of that shit up.
Are you married ?
Girlfriend ?
No. Not anymore.
What happened ?
Work got in the way.
Okay.
See ?
[ Tires Squealing ]
[ Carlson ]
Looks like somebody
took out a fire hydrant, sir.
I'll handle this.
I gotta get back.
I got a headache.
We're on duty, you know ?
We'll get back when we get back.
But I need a aspirin !
A big one !
Like a hockey puck.
Come here for a second ?
Sir, sir, relax.
Sir, just take it easy
for a second, okay ?
I'm gonna get you...
Sir ? I'm gonna get...
Sir.
Morning, Officer.
O-Oh ! Yeah.
[ Chuckles ]
Morning. Um,
where's your aspirins ?
- It's back there
by the soda machines.
- Appreciate it.
Right. So you come east...
I want to know how the car
hit the fire hydrant.
- [ Whistles ]
Open the register !
- Don't shoot !
- Come on, man.
- Oh, man !
Come on.
The safe too.
Andale, andale !
[ Thief Screams ]
[ Gunshots ]
[ Screaming ]
Come on !
37-King-5,
shots fired.
Request help.
418 West 5th Street.
- [ Clicking ]
- [ Yelps ]
- Detective Malone.
You okay ?
- Oh, shit !
Shit !
Get back ! Back !
Get back !
Come on ! Come on.
I don't need this.
I don't want no...
Oh, ho !
Freeze !
- Put your hands
on the pavement.
- But...
Put your hands
on the pavement !
There is no pavement.
Well, then, put 'em on
the Oodles of Noodles.
Put 'em on
the noodles !
Chicken or beef ?
Chicken.
Cool.
Cool is good.
Hold on.
Miles ?
- Tulley ?
- [ Laughing ]
Tulley...
Nigga,
what are you doin' ?
What the hell am I doing here ?
What the hell are you doing ?
- I'm freakin'
working over here.
- [ Carlson ] Detective Malone.
Shh !
What ?
- I'm comin' in !
- Put the gun down !
- Hmm ?
- Put the gun down !
- Detective Malone, talk to me.
- Go out the back way !
Go out toward... Go.
The back way.
Huh ?
[ Muffled ]
Go out the back way !
Detective, talk to me.
- Take two steps back.
- Me ?
What the hell...
Go ! Go.
- Hold it !
- Ya !
Hold your fire !
Hold...
You okay ?
Yeah, yeah.
Oh, damn.
[ Siren Blaring ]
Shit !
[ Grunts ]
- Listen, it's
a dead end, all right ?
- No shit !
He's down behind those
dumpsters. He's freaking out,
sir, and he's got a gun.
- Mm !
- Oh !
Back up !
Get SWAT up here.
Sharpshooters can
take him out from the roof.
Yeah.
No ! No sharpshooters.
- Why the hell not ?
- Miles, what are
you doing here, man ?
- Who's he talkin' to ?
- I don't know.
He high, man.
He's hallucinating,
smoking that shit.
He's high.
Put down the gun
and come out !
[ Angry Sighing ]
Hold this.
- I'm going in.
- What are you doing ?
What, are you crazy ?
- [ Barks ]
- Miles, what are you
doing here, man ?
I just want to talk to you
before somebody gets hurt.
Go away !
Okay now, son,
please put down the gun.
Son, come on.
Aw, it hurts my heart, son...
Shut up ! Shut up !
to see a kid that has
so much potential...
You're smarter
than that.
I'm comin' out !
Put the...
Hold it. Listen, man.
All right, now, goddamn it !
What are you doing ?
What the hell
are you doing, Tulley ?
You got me out here
in this shit. Look,
how many times I told you ?
How many times I told you,
forget the safe ?
Go straight
for the cash drawer.
Get in and get out.
Oh, great.
He's standing in the way.
Now I can't even get a shot.
- I can't either.
- Why are you hitting
mom-and-pop stores anyway ?
Look, you're a driver, man.
You got skills, Tulley.
You can be there out
on the road doing your shit !
But I'm desperate,
because I need some money too !
And why the freak
are we whispering ?
- [ Chattering On Police Radio ]
- Back up, nigga.
No, Tulley, no.
I saw you.
What are they
talking about ?
I don't know.
Look, Tulley. I'm working
on something here, and you're
blowing it for me, man.
I'm sorry, man.
I'm messing up.
I'm messing up, man.
A-Ah... Okay.
It's all right.
[ Stammering ]
Look, I'm not mad at you.
I'm not mad at you,
but you're going to have
to give me the gun...
and let me
arrest you.
No.
Tulley, come on, man.
Listen.
I'll give you ten grand.
You know I'm good for it.
Mm, I'm thinking
like 50, man.
Tulley, now 50 ?
That's pushing it, man !
Damn !
All right, 20, okay ?
And you'll spend
one night in jail.
Now, Tulley,
that's the best I can do.
That's the best I can do.
Mm.
All right, fine. Fine.
I'm keeping my gun, though.
You cannot let me arrest you
and keep the gun, man !
Come on !
Damn, I just got this, man.
This is hard to find.
Yeah, it's hard to find,
but damn it, you're going
to have to give up the gun.
Now, what you wanna
do, Tulley ? Okay ?
You're gonna give up the gun,
or do you want to have 'em
put six or seven bullets
in your ass, man ?
Okay.
Now give me that gun !
No-o-o !
Don't just hand it to me !
I got to
take it from you.
They're watching.
They're looking.
All right,
all right.
Now, this is gonna
hurt a little bit.
Huh ?
I say, this is gonna
hurt a little bit.
Okay.
Oh. Oh !
- Holy Jesus !
- That's incredible.
[ Groaning ]
Remember, you don't
know me anymore.
I sure don't.
You didn't used to be
so violent.
So, he's like,
"Carlson, take my jacket !"
He steps out.
He's like, "I got to do this."
We're like,
"What are you doing, sir ?"
He's like, "Believe that."
Just goes right down the alley.
Right up to the guy.
Next thing you know,
he's taking the guy's gun.
Dropped the guy with a punch.
Just leveled him.
I mean, blink,
and you would have
missed it.
Malone !
Malone, in my office.
Now !
Not you, Carlson.
[ Door Slams ]
Been looking
through your record.
How come I never
heard of you, Malone ?
I was undercover,
on the down low.
We need a new guy to head up
Burglary. That's the real
reason you're here, isn't it ?
- Uh, yeah, sure.
- It's no secret. Burglary's
been a problem division...
ever since we lost
our lead detective
last year.
Now, usually we promote from
within the ranks, but...
I think these guys
need someone new.
So, if you want the job,
you got it.
- Excuse me ?
- You're the new lead detective,
Burglary division.
- Me ?
- Well,
technically there's
a 30-day qualifying period...
before I can
"make it official,"
but with your record,
I don't think there's
going to be any problem.
Well, say something,
for Christ's sake !
Um...
Uh, thank you !
Let's party ?
[ Door Opening ]
What is this ?
High school ?
All right, listen up.
As of now, Detective Malone
is Burglary's new
acting lead detective.
- Get these processed, A.S.A.P.
- Yes, sir.
Uh, thank you.
Carlson, Carlson.
I got things I gotta do.
Okay.
I'll catch up
with you later.
Okay.
Hey. I'll take these.
You know what
to do with these ?
Sure I do.
Okay, great, sir.
Sorry.
[ Woman ] Captain Penelli ?
[ Man ]
I'm busy right now.
Jeez.
[ Moaning ]
[ Gagging ]
- Oh, man ! Mm.
- [ Gagging ]
[ Keyboard Keys Clacking ]
Oh, shit !
[ Echoing ]
Damn !
[ Echoing ]
Malone.
What ? Yeah.
What ?
How do you want me
to handle the rotation ?
Uh, rotation.
I don't understand.
What do you mean, rotation ?
The shifts.
[ Chuckles ]
Look, Hardcastle.
I can't figure out
everything on the first day,
all right ?
I was noticing
that you guys
had a leak up here.
What's that about ?
One of the hot water
pipes burst.
- Flooded all the vents.
- Vents ?
They had to flush out
the whole system.
Big pain in the ass.
This must be the new guy
everybody's talkin' about.
Captain Penelli,
Detective Malone.
Malone, Penelli.
I hear great things.
It's a pleasure
to meet you.
[ Moaning ]
[ Sniffing ]
N-N-Nice to meet
you too, there, sir.
Very nice to meet you.
You know, glad to be here.
Gotta go !
He's a strange one.
Oh, yeah.
Place is closed.
I said, we're closed.
I should've locked up.
Nice to see you, Lou.
I'm lookin' for Miles.
Yeah, well, uh,
I haven't seen him.
I got this message
from his mother,
and it's really important.
Oh. Well,
I still haven't seen him.
[ Groans ]
Shh.
Be quiet.
Damn, you're good.
[ Pats Lou's Back ]
You are good.
♪ These days
I'm on a new crime phase ♪
♪ Blinded by criminal minds
We smokin' on your head ♪
♪ That's right
Uh-huh ♪
♪ These days
I'm on a new crime phase ♪
♪ Blinded by criminal minds
We smokin' on your head ♪
♪ All by criminal minds ♪
- ♪ I can't help it ♪
- ♪ I'm on my way ♪
♪ To pick up the pieces ♪
♪ It's the only way
I see myself gettin'
to the other side ♪
Good morning. Listen up.
Word is that Jean LaFleur...
is bringing a big shipment
of heroin through town.
They're hot for him
down in San Diego.
San Diego P.D.'s
done an excellent job...
shutting down the harbor
and the airports on him.
[ Murmuring ]
[ Clattering ]
Malone !
Detective Malone just
transferred from West Covina.
He's gonna be heading up
our Burglary division.
Detective, tell us
a little about your plans.
I...
Well, I plan
to fight crime.
[ Karate Yells ]
You know,
shit like that.
Great, then.
Great. All right, does
anybody have any questions
for Detective Malone ?
Yeah, I got a question.
What do you think
about the P-31 ?
P-31 ?
What do you think ?
- I think it's
a piece of shit.
- Diaz.
What I mean to say is,
we've all been having problems
with the P-31, right ?
I'm just wondering what
the new lead detective here
plans to do about it.
Well, all right.
Well, uh, Diaz, is it ? Diaz ?
[ Diaz ] With a "Z."
What do you think we
should do about it, Diaz ?
I think
we should scrap it.
How many people think
we should scrap the P-31 ?
- [ Murmuring ]
- [ Miles ] There it is.
Scrapped. You know why ?
'Cause you want it scrapped.
It's out of there. P-31.
Out of there. No more. Gone.
You want 31 flavors ?
Baskin and Robbins is where
you want to be. Be cool.
That's my partner.
Yeah.
[ Diaz ] Oh, yeah ?
Detective ?
What is it ?
- I'd like to work
with the P-40.
- Yeah, the P-40's good.
P-40 it is !
What the hell's he doing ?
We just got those things.
He's shaking things up.
Maybe that's exactly
what we need.
[ Applause Continues ]
I'm not a cop.
[ Hardcastle ]
Malone.
This Tulley asshole's
been screaming
he wants to talk to you.
He's down at Interrogation.
Uh, okay. Right away.
I'll talk with him.
[ Whistles ]
Interrogation's
this way, hmm ?
Knew that.
Is he runnin' his mouth ?
So he says he has information
about another robbery,
but he says he'll only talk
to the officer who arrested him.
Okay, well, uh,
I'll talk to him, alone.
We'll be watching.
Okay.
What the hell's goin' on, man ?
You said I'd only spend
one night in jail !
Shut up !
[ Mumbling ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Mumbling, Grunting
Continue ]
Shut up !
Shut up.
What'd you want to say ?
What is it ?
You said I was only gonna spend
one night in jail.
It's only been one night.
Where's my 50 grand ?
Fifty...
I said 20 grand.
Well maybe it's 50 now,
'cause I need...
[ Screaming ]
[ Groaning, Yelling ]
Detectives, I've been
assigned to Mr. Tulley.
Great.
That's him.
[ Shouting ]
Oh, my God !
What in the world...
[ Woman ]
What's going on ?
- Help !
- What is this ?
Oh, my God !
Help !
I'll tell you everything !
Take your hands
off my client !
[ Grunting ]
It's no use.
He ain't talkin'.
That's because you have
your hand over his mouth !
Mmm !
Mm-hmm.
Yeah, I think we, uh,
accomplished enough for one day.
Wait a second.
This guy said he has
information on another case.
Now, I wanna know,
are you jerking
our chain or not ?
I'm not jerkin'
your chain, fella.
This guy Logan
owes me $50,000.
If I don't get it soon,
I'm talking !
All right !
Who's Logan, and what
do you know about him ?
All I can tell you, sir,
is that he's gay.
Gay ! Gay !
- That's it.
I had enough of this...
- We certainly have.
Come with me.
You're gonna be hearing
from my office, Detective.
He made me bite
my tongue. Mm-hmm.
Come here.
Next time,
use a phone book on him.
And he took
my shoelaces.
Hearing from your office.
Look how
she's all over him.
Oh !
And then he said I was ugly
and I couldn't read good.
Malone.
Oh, hey, man.
What's up ?
Where the hell you been ?
Some guy's been
callin' for you.
Who was it ?
Said he was your old partner.
Said he hopes you found
what you've been lookin' for,
because your health benefits
are about to expire,
whatever the hell
that's supposed to mean.
Shit !
Bingo !
Yeah !
What is it with you
and the heating ducts, sir ?
Um...
[ Shivers ]
Cold, Carlson.
You don't feel that ?
Very cold. But I'm busy.
What is it you want ?
Well, uh, I just tried
to pull up your records,
and I couldn't find any Malone.
Are you worrying about...
That's-That's probably because
it was spelled, um...
I know when I had put
the name in the list...
Sir, the badge number
doesn't exist. Yeah.
Let me talk to you for a minute.
I just wanna find out
what's going on.
You're gonna find out.
Let me just talk to you
for a sec.
Now, look.
What I'm about to tell you
is classified.
You tell anyone,
I will bust your ass
down to parade detail.
I've been on that detail.
You've been on it ?
That's permanent
horseshit patrol.
Yes, sir.
Okay, this place
is a cesspool.
No !
Yeah, but listen.
I'm not from West Covina.
I'm from Internal Affairs.
Oh, man !
I know.
Shh...
[ Mumbling ]
All right ?
This place is a cesspool.
I can't believe
I didn't notice.
Well, it is !
I mean, it-it doesn't seem
like a cesspool.
Well, believe it, man !
There's a lot of dirty shit
going on here.
That's why they sent
me here, all right ?
The supercop here.
They said,
"Go in there and investigate.
Do what you do.
"Find another supercop.
You all supercop up as a team
and crack down the shit.
Crack it down."
And that's what
I'm here to do.
I mean, are we the only guys
that know about it ?
Jesus, we're in the shit now !
Shh, shh !
[ Grunting ]
Okay.
You are a good cop,
Carlson.
Okay.
But damn it, man,
you just dug too deep.
Yes, sir, okay.
What do you
want me to do ?
Good thing you asked.
Keep your eyes open, okay ?
I need you to be here, okay ?
Okay.
And watch my back.
Watch my back.
You got it, sir.
Okay ?
No, the other way.
Go back. Yeah.
[ Sighs ]
Shit !
Yeah, Evidence room.
Shit !
Malone !
Hmm ?
Oh, there you are.
I just got a call.
There's a 4-13 in progress
at the airport.
Well, y'all go ahead.
I'll catch up.
Bullshit you'll catch up.
Someone just stole
a museum exhibit
from a cargo hold.
That's my problem ?
You're lead detective.
I want you to get
you ass out there now !
But...
The F.B.I. and Customs Service
is already on the case.
Why are you
standing out here ?
They won't let me in.
The Feds are all over.
That's bullshit.
It'll take a while.
These boxes contained
an entire Egyptian temple.
Excuse me, here.
Let me see this.
Man !
And who are you ?
Uh, Malone.
L.A.P.D.
Agent Gray, F.B.I.
We'll let you boys in
after we're done.
Look at all this stuff.
Look at this.
I mean, they nearly destroyed
all this stuff, and they
didn't take none of it.
Look, Officer Malone...
Detective.
I really don't have time to
stand here and hold your hand.
You're out of your jurisdiction
and you're over your head.
Oh, I'm over my head ?
No, I'm over your head,
'cause your head's up your ass.
You're interfering with
a federal investigation,
Officer.
Now, if you and your bunch
wanna feel important,
you can help secure
the outer perimeter.
Are we clear ?
Yeah. We clear.
And please,
tell your men not to touch
anything on their way out.
It's like that ?
Yeah, it's like that.
[ Carlson ]
"Head up your ass."
That was great.
I couldn't believe
you said that.
He called me "officer."
I am lead detective.
I have 16 citations.
You think that shit
comes easy ?
Come on.
The guy's nothing but
an F.B.I. asshole.
He thinks we're good for nothing
but sucking down doughnuts.
Screw him.
Let them chase
their own goddamn temple.
They weren't lookin'
for no temple.
They were lookin' for drugs.
Drugs ?
Yes, drugs.
It's the oldest trick
in the book.
You smuggle it in,
boost it before
it hits customs.
Huh ? Right ? Right ?
Make it look like a heist.
That's how all
the big boys do it.
All they have to do...
is look for a truck
with the letter "B" on it.
What do you mean, "B" ?
Bonded.
Bonded trucks can get
into bonded warehouses.
Let me ask you something.
How do you know all this stuff ?
Did a little work
in bonded warehouses.
All right, then.
So what are we waiting for ?
I mean, let's do something,
all right ?
Call in air support.
Dispatch,
this is 37-King-5.
Put me through to
South Bay Air Support.
[ Man On Police Radio ]
10-12, I've got
a white panel truck,
B-9-6, southbound on Wheeler
near the Manhattan Beach
intersection.
Roger. That's it.
We're close.
- [ Tires Screeching ]
- Whoa !
Now you're in a hurry ?
Well, sometimes you gotta feed
a little speed to your ride.
You know what I'm saying ?
[ Miles ]
Here we go.
Check out the driver.
Yeah.
Five foot six,
greasy hair, messy,
very disheveled...
Are you a hairdresser
or a detective, man ?
That's a jailhouse tat.
Driver's did
a stretch somewhere.
[ Carlson ]
10-12, requesting backup.
L.A.P.D.,
this is Agent Gray, F.B.I.
Stand down.
I repeat, stand down.
- This is bullshit.
- Hey, screw them.
Come on ! Let's do it !
Come on, you !
Come on.
Come on !
Drop your weapons !
Put 'em down !
Don't move !
Stand still !
Shit !
- Put 'em down !
- Malone, take him !
He's yours !
[ Groans ]
Don't you run from me !
Don't you run !
All right,
let's see those hands,
huh, butterball ?
Come here !
You want to make me run ?
[ Groans ]
Come back here !
[ Tires Screech,
Horn Honks ]
Aah !
Come back here !
Don't do that !
Bring your ass here !
Come here !
- I'm not playin' !
- [ Groans ]
I'm not playin' games !
Come here !
- [ Screaming ]
- Everything's okay.
Don't worry. I'm a cop.
All right ?
It's all right.
All right ?
Damn !
Don't you know better
than to run from the police ?
- I do.
- You got me tired.
You know that ?
I don't like to get tired.
When I get tired,
that means I got ass to whup.
And I think that's what
I'm about to do.
Get your ass up !
[ Indistinct
Police Radio Chatter ]
Bingo.
That's the shit.
[ Applause ]
We showed them.
We showed them, and that's
what I wanted to do, you know ?
Book this into Evidence.
Exactly. Evidence, exactly.
I'm gonna go up with it.
No, no, no.
I want you to interrogate
those men right now.
Oh, no, no.
See, I need to go up
with this stuff...
and book it into
Evidence personally.
Why ?
I gotta go through
for clues and shit.
First, you gotta
interrogate the suspects.
Find out where they were going.
Then when you get them to talk,
you can go through
all the evidence you want.
But, sir, know that...
If I get the clue,
I think it would make
for a better ass-whupping
in the interrogation room.
Let's hear it
for Detective Malone !
[ Chattering, Indistinct ]
[ Groans ]
That's it !
I want a lawyer.
You cops can't do this.
I got news for you.
I ain't a cop.
Oh, you... Come on !
God, he's good.
I checked him out.
West Covina never heard of him.
So you know.
Know what ?
He's Internal Affairs.
What the hell
you talkin' about ?
He's not I.A.
He's not ?
- Hell no. He's F.B.I.
- [ Screams ]
But he hates the F.B.I.
That's just to throw you off.
You think this whole thing's
an accident ?
He knew about the heroin thing
from the start. F.B.I.
probably planted him here,
thinking he'd get first jump
on the burglary call,
afraid we'd screw it up.
Pencil-dicks.
Wow.
[ Groaning ]
- You don't get that kind
of training at the academy.
- No, that's old school, man.
You're crushing my head !
[ Groaning ]
That's federal government
training.
Like Navy SEAL stuff,
yeah.
Come on.
Let's go give him a hand.
All right ! All right !
I'll talk ! I'll talk !
Oh, man !
[ Door Buzzer Sounds ]
Oh.
Ooh, look at you.
- It was all worth it
for you, baby.
- Malone !
Oh !
[ Groans ]
Malone ! What the hell
are you doing up there ?
Um, I'm just so happy...
that we keeping these drugs
off the street.
- Well, get over it. They're
going right back out again.
- Why ?
'Cause the F.B.I.
wants to take it
to their lab right away.
Roll it out.
But...
[ Straining ]
Malone, come on !
Let's go.
Come on, Malone.
Detective.
Malone.
That heroin belongs
to Jean LaFleur.
We've been after him
for five years,
but he keeps shifting
his operations between
the U.S. and Mexico.
We're taking it down
to our lab right now.
I don't think that's
such a good idea.
Why not ?
Um... Why don't we just
keep it here with us ?
LaFleur doesn't know
we have it.
We could use it for bait.
You mean a sting ?
Exactly !
A sting.
Now, LaFleur
expects these drugs to be
in San Diego in three hours.
What kind of sting operation
can you get off the ground
before then ?
The driver told me one of
the guys on the truck was new.
You can replace him
with somebody else,
then catch LaFleur when
he goes to pick up the drugs.
Bam !
Got him !
Let me get this straight.
You're volunteering
to escort these drugs
right into the hands...
of the most
dangerous drug dealer
in the Northern Hemisphere ?
- Hell no !
- What do you need
to make it work, Malone ?
Me ?
Absolutely !
You're the man for the job.
F.B.I.'s gonna have
tactical command, but
we're gonna follow your lead.
That's very brave of you,
Detective. Let's get goin'.
We don't have much time.
Come on.
Way to go, Malone.
Way to go.
I'm just suggestin'
some shit y'all can do.
We need more men like you.
All right, hurry up.
Go. Get out of here
before somebody sees you.
Wait ! Hold up.
Wait a minute.
You wanted to go.
I'm gettin' you out of here.
Go !
No, you wouldn't still be here
unless that diamond was here.
I want my cut !
Ain't nothin' to cut.
I'm tryin' to, but I gotta
get the diamond first.
Well, go get it.
I'll wait.
I'm tryin' to.
But first,
I gotta run this sting
on this drug dealer.
- You're a goddamn liar !
- Would I make this shit up ?
Now, go, Tulley !
Get out of here. I'll
see you at Lou's tomorrow.
I want to talk about this.
Wait a minute. I don't know
what you're doin',
Get out of here.
but it ain't gonna work.
Hey ! Let me get
my gun back ! Ow !
Hey, look, maybe this isn't
a good idea, you know ?
Sir, this is a great idea.
It'll work.
It's brilliant.
Now, LaFleur's gonna
be lookin' for this.
We know what
we're doing, Detective.
- Oh, I'm a detective now ?
- Detective, can you
give us a level, please ?
- [ Barking ]
- [ Feedback In Headphones ]
- [ Gray ] All right.
The objective here is to have
these individuals look upon you
as if you were one of them,
a member of
the criminal underworld.
So it's important that
your actions, your speech...
and your general
mode of behavior
is all congruent...
with their expectation
of a fellow criminal.
Oh, okay, I get it.
Sort of walk the walk. Yeah.
That's right.
You have to look, act
and even think
like a criminal.
And you're gonna have
to change your
speech patterns too.
Most criminals like to use
slang terminology, profanity
and so forth,
especially with regard to
police and authority figures.
Oh, you mean like,
"Shut the hell up,
you dickless F.B.I." ?
That's right.
That'll do.
"You stupid-ass... "
- I said, that'll do.
Enough !
- No, "You tight-ass... "
[ Penelli ]
All right, listen up.
LaFleur's a killer.
If he senses anything amiss,
Malone is going to be
in one hell of a tight spot.
I got it.
We're gonna act in concert
with the F.B.I. today.
Carlson, if anything
happens to me, forget
everything I ever told you.
You mean about
Internal Affairs ?
No, Carlson.
I mean about everything.
[ Gray ] Detective, saddle up.
Okay ?
Okay.
Good luck.
Carlson, remember.
Forget it.
Time to go.
Detective, if my client gets
so much as a scratch on him
while he's in your custody,
I won't stop until
your badge is revoked
and you're thrown in jail.
Okay ?
You got me ?
You can't touch me.
[ Horn Honks ]
Ow !
Detective !
He'll be fine, Counselor.
Malone, let's get
this show on the road.
Drive.
Buckle up.
All right, give me video.
[ Driver On Radio ]
Let's get one thing straight.
This is my side over here,
and that's your side
over there.
You stay on your side,
and I'm gonna stay on mine.
Okay ?
Gentlemen, let's keep
the chatter to a minimum.
Hey, you don't like the show,
change the channel.
Hey, keep this channel clear.
♪♪ [ Rap On Car Stereo ]
- Who is this guy ?
- That's Malone.
- I can't drive
if you're gonna do that.
- Drive !
♪♪ [ Continues ]
♪♪
All right,
we're comin' up on our exit.
All units, this is Gray.
Fall back. Keep your distance.
♪♪
We're approaching the site now.
L.A.P.D., take the south side.
We'll take the north.
♪♪
They're headed into
warehouse three.
Focus in. Closer.
♪♪
[ Engine Shuts Off,
Music Stops ]
This is it.
You're sure ?
Yeah, warehouse three.
All right, Benny, sit tight
and keep your mouth shut.
Yeah, thanks for the tip.
[ Keyboard Keys Clacking ]
What the hell
is Malone doing ?
- They're comin' in.
They're right behind you.
- Get ready. Here he comes.
Ohh !
[ Sighs ]
Whoo ! There's what
I'm talkin' about.
That's the shit.
Yeah, you're right.
That's the shit.
All 500 kilos !
[ Stammering ]
What are you talkin' about ?
Let's get out of here,
'cause I want my cut.
[ Gray ] Do you still got it ?
[ Man ]
We still have a signal.
- They're up.
It's just all distorted.
- But... Can you hear him ?
We can't get out of here, okay ?
They got cops everywhere.
- So ? You're one of 'em.
- No, no, no !
I'm a drug dealer now.
Man, listen to me.
You're a jewel thief.
Shh !
I'm a drug dealer now !
Man, why are you sellin'
this shit when you got that
big diamond in your hand ?
- Just like old times, huh ?
- I don't believe that shit !
- Move over.
- What is this, a reunion ?
Look what we got here, huh ?
Give it up.
Isn't that beautiful ?
Say good-bye.
- Yeah ? Welcome to the party.
- Son of a bitch !
We've lost them.
You know,
I'm gonna enjoy doing you
more than I did Eddie.
- Deacon, man...
- Shut up !
Whoa !
Oh, my God !
You know anything about this ?
I don't know shit
about this.
I'm gettin' ready
to throw up.
[ Gray ]
What the hell ?
All units, stand by.
Oh, my God !
What's going on ?
I don't know !
- Tulley ?
- I never know what's goin' on.
Bring it in !
Over here ! Bring it in !
Out of the truck !
Come on. Get out.
Come on !
Benny, what's going on ?
- It took longer than I thought.
- What happened to your face ?
[ Benny ]
Nothing. Not a big deal.
Hey.
Who are these two guys ?
Who hired them ?
I did.
You told me to get guys.
I got guys.
Benny, you didn't introduce me.
Hey, how you doin' ?
Pete. Nice to meet you.
Heard a lot about you.
And who might you be ?
Um... Oh.
You don't wanna mess with him.
That's a stone-cold killer.
Yeah, you don't wanna
mess with him.
He's stone cold.
Whoo ! That boy is bad.
I seen him rip somebody's guts
out through their ass...
and their eyes fell out.
Do the move that you do,
the gut-and-eyes move.
All right.
[ Yelling ]
That's where... That's where
the guts went splat.
Just dropped them.
I'm bad.
Naw, I'm bad, baby.
I'll rip your lips off
and kiss my ass with them shits.
- I seen him do it.
- I do that.
That's how I get down, baby.
I'll rip your tongue out
and lick my balls with them.
[ LaFleur ] Shut up.
- Check him out.
- Hmm ?
- Francois, you search him.
- Hey, come on, man.
They're on to him.
We're moving in.
No, wait.
This must be part of his plan.
Malone knows what he's doing.
What plan ?
He's unarmed and outnumbered.
Trust me.
You should see Malone's resume.
This is like a walk
in the park for him.
I must tell you, Pete.
You look the part.
You certainly talk the talk.
But you still stink
like a cop.
[ Tulley ] Damn !
- Damn ! I knew
he was gonna catch us, man.
- Shut up !
He's lyin', man.
That's bullshit. Shut up !
Come on, man !
Just talk to him. We might
get out of here alive.
Shut up !
Oh, man !
See what I'm sayin' ?
He's lyin'.
Ow ! Man !
If I was a cop,
would I have busted his...
Oh, shit. All that's
bleedin', trickling now.
Lock him in the car.
[ Miles ] That's right.
Get him out of here !
If I was a cop, would I have...
Shut up !
My nose's bleedin'.
Damn !
You better tell us
the truth.
He's a cop.
He hijacked the truck.
This is a setup.
Look, if I was a cop, F.B.I.'s
be in here right now, man,
takin' everybody to jail.
I think I have an idea.
Francois.
You see ? He... Look...
You want to prove
you're not a cop ?
Yeah.
- You say he's lying.
- Damn right he's lyin'.
[ LaFleur ]
Shoot him.
- No problem.
- Shit !
You son of a bitch !
[ LaFleur ]
I meant kill him.
Well, you didn't say that.
You just said, "Shoot him."
Now...
you want to prove
you are not a cop ?
Yeah.
Kill him.
Ain't no comin' back
for him.
That's it.
We're movin' in.
All units, move in.
Let's go !
Shit !
Deacon ! Deacon !
Give me the diamond.
- I'll pop another one
in your ass.
- You had your chance, Miles.
Oh, shit !
Freeze ! L.A.P.D. !
Show me your hands !
Nice shot.
Get out of the car !
Get out of the car now !
Shit !
Aah !
[ Yelling ]
[ Grunting ]
[ Siren Wailing ]
All units,
this is Agent Gray, F.B.I.
Be advised we have no authority
to pursue the suspect
beyond our border.
[ On Radio ]
Do not cross into Mexico.
[ Tires Screeching ]
[ Horn Blaring ]
Pursuit of suspect
heading southbound.
We have an undercover officer
on board. I repeat, we have
a friendly on board. Over !
[ Man On Radio ]
Roger that.
- Hold on !
- Yeah !
[ Groans ]
Shit !
Look out !
Get him !
I'm glad to see y'all.
What are y'all waitin' for ?
Go !
Well, we can't, Malone.
We have no jurisdiction.
Well, damn that...
Damn the jurisdiction !
Go ! Now !
We cannot cross into Mexico.
You can't ?
No. No !
Watch me.
Malone.
Malone !
Believe that !
- Malone !
- Move your ass !
[ Tires Screeching ]
Damn it !
One bullet.
Come on, Miles.
Shit !
[ Coughing ]
You're under arrest.
What the hell do you
think you're doin' ?
I'm arrestin' you
before they get here.
Oh, yeah ?
Yeah.
I'll just blow your head off
before they get here.
No. You see,
the way I see it...
is you got 30 seconds
before they make a pinata
out of your ass.
What the hell are
they talking about ?
- Malone is
an expert negotiator.
- He's an expert, sir.
Now,
you got two choices.
You can wind up
somebody's bitch,
or you can wind up
somebody's senorita.
Make up your mind.
It's your choice.
No.
I got three choices, okay ?
Maybe I just tell them
who you are, huh ?
No, you gonna shut your mouth,
'cause maybe I cut you
back in on the diamond, huh ?
Shithead,
I got the goddamn diamond.
Let me get that
up out of you.
I'm your only way out, Deke.
Now, give me the gun.
I know you don't want
to go to jail in Mexico.
Don't nobody want
to go to jail in Mexico,
where they put all kind
of burritos in your ass.
Shut up.
Come on, Deke,
give me the gun.
Come on, Deke !
No.
They think I'm a cop, okay ?
They think I'm a cop, man !
Okay, I can help you, okay ?
You don't wanna die here.
Now, give that up, Deke.
You screw me,
I swear to God,
I'll come back for you.
I swear to God
I'll come back for you !
Give me the gun.
Give me the gun !
There you go.
Let me get that up out ya.
Come on. Let it go.
There you go.
Come on.
Ah, there you go.
Now, Deke,
now this is gonna hurt
a little bit.
- Holy Christ !
- [ Chuckling ]
Huh ?
Yeah, that's for Eddie.
[ Groans ]
Adios, amigo.
Miles ?
You son of a bitch, Miles !
Come back here !
You son of a bitch !
Miles, you die !
[ Chuckling ]
You all right ?
Yeah. I needed
a vacation anyway, right ?
Yeah.
F.B.I. needs to talk to you,
Detective Malone.
[ Sighs ]
Peterson,
regional director, F.B.I.
We need to talk.
Wait a minute.
Slow down.
No, Lieutenant,
I will not slow down.
Is this man
one of yours or not ?
You bet your ass he is.
Well, I'm gonna find out
what happened here,
even if it means putting
your entire department
under federal review.
Malone.
Nice work.
Yeah ?
[ Exhales ]
Okay, Malone.
My office just spent
the last hour talking
to West Covina...
and to the U.S. Attorney's
Office trying to find out...
just who the hell it is
you're working for.
Now we know
it's not the bureau.
I think it's time that
you gave us an explanation.
I'm a federale.
- A federale ?
- Whoa !
Look across that border.
Huh ? What do you see ?
That is
the Democratic Republic
of Mexico.
- You're Mexican ?
- That's right,
on my mother's father's side.
- Yeah, I guess I can see it.
- "Glacias," thank you.
Yeah, but...
Gentlemen, I shouldn't
be telling you all this.
- I could lose
my federale-hood.
- Your what ?
My federale-hood.
Look, I had to throw
you guys off, okay ?
I was doin' it
for my country.
The red, the white...
and the green.
Now, if you guys
will excuse me,
I'm gonna have to get across
this border and school some
of my compadres, you know,
just on some things
that we like to talk about.
So, y'all stay up.
Be cool.
K-K-K-K-K-K-Kay !
Tengo el gato
los pantalones.
El nino !
What's happenin' ?
Hook a brother up with a taco !
A burrito !
K-K-K-K-K-K-Kay !
I can't believe
so much bad shit can happen
on such a beautiful day.
Malone !
Yeah ? What ?
I think your Spanish
is a little rusty.
You just told those men...
you got a big cat
in your pants.
Oh...
Well, you know,
that's a Latin thing.
Macho. Yeah, yeah,
you wouldn't understand.
No, I think
I do understand.
- Logan.
- What ?
Uh, how'd you know
it was me ?
I started thinking
if I was Miles Logan...
and I had my diamond
hidden in a police building,
what would I do ?
So I thought like a crook.
Is that right ?
I don't believe this.
He's a major felon.
This is one hell of a bust,
Carlson.
Yeah, it's a hell
of a bust for us.
- It's, uh, just too bad
we can't make it.
- Say what ?
Well, you know,
you heard the F.B.I.
They're extremely strict
about pursuing suspects
across international borders,
and, uh, you're just out
of our jurisdiction.
Your... Yeah, exactly,
because I'm across...
And so if I'm across the line,
you're over there,
there's no way that you...
[ Laughing ]
Yeah !
I love this jurisdiction shit.
Oh, man.
So, I guess this is
the last time I'm going
to see you boys ?
Yeah, but, you know,
maybe we'll catch you later.
- Is it like that ?
- Yeah, it's like that.
Adios, amigo.
Yeah, adios.
Whoa-ho !
Oh.
Right there.
Jurisdiction.
Thanks.
You know what I mean ?
Yeah.
Viva Las Mexico,
and I'm out !
Viva Las Mexico.
♪♪ [ Rap ]
♪♪
♪ Come here, Daddy
You drive me crazy ♪
♪ I want nobody
touchin' my baby ♪
♪ Hold me tight
and call me your lady ♪
♪ Make me scream your name ♪
♪ Come here, Daddy
You drive me crazy ♪
♪ I want nobody
touchin' my baby ♪
♪ Hold me tight
and call me your lady ♪
♪ Make me scream your name ♪
♪ I took you out of Jacobs
and clusters, busters
They wanted to rush ya ♪
♪ Love the way you sparkle
when the sun touch ya ♪
♪ When you blush you turn blue
if your grade is right ♪
♪ You can light up
the whole room
Turn it day for night ♪
♪ When the summertime is there
and them tops are down ♪
♪ With you around my neck
We lock the whole block down
♪
♪ It took Short Sleeve with
the sound to understand ♪
♪ The reason they call you Ice
Everybody freeze ♪
♪ And a pendant in the sun
Who can shine like you ♪
♪ And that flap and the charm
Who can blind like you ♪
♪ The direct reason why
do the crimes they do ♪
♪ I used to snatch the necklace
off the reckless fools ♪
♪ 'Cause I was jealous that
they were so next to you ♪
♪ So I devoted half my time
to invest in you ♪
♪ The other half was spent
on protecting you ♪
♪ 'Cause you belong to me
Now sing a song for me ♪
♪ Come here, Daddy
You drive me crazy ♪
♪ I want nobody
touchin' my baby ♪
♪ Hold me tight
and call me your lady ♪
♪ Make me scream your name ♪
♪ Come here, Daddy
You drive me crazy ♪
♪ I want nobody
touchin' my baby ♪
♪ Hold me tight
and call me your lady ♪
♪ Make me scream your name ♪
♪ I'm offerin' you some
of the juice I got ♪
♪ I took you from the projects
and an abusive pops ♪
♪ From the bottom to the top
The skateboard to the drop ♪
♪ From the nada to the Pradas
I got you like I got you ♪
♪ From the first time
I put you 'round my neck
and locked you ♪
♪ It was then I knew everywhere
I went, you follow ♪
♪ Soon I spent every dollar
You became my habit ♪
♪ Other brothers' vice was smoe
Mines was cash ♪
♪ The more checks I got
The more I laced my crew ♪
♪ The raps got bigger
The watch face got blue ♪
♪ Tricked a little
And I laced my bowl ♪
♪ Don't forget my mistress
I laced her too ♪
♪ Cop my jewels twice
like deja-vu ♪
♪ If they ever met in the mall
It was over, y'all ♪
♪ Just the way I do it
Either way, you win ♪
♪ I made the thugs love you
and your girl's best friend ♪
♪ Come here, Daddy
You drive me crazy ♪
♪ I want nobody
touchin' my baby ♪
♪ Hold me tight
and call me your lady ♪
♪ Make me scream your name ♪
♪ Come here, Daddy
You drive me crazy ♪
♪ I want nobody
touchin' my baby ♪
♪ Hold me tight
and call me your lady ♪
♪ Make me scream your name ♪
♪ And the wedding band you love
And the gold chain you dug ♪
♪ Sometimes you give in
just because ♪
♪ A ten-inch bracelet
means they want relations ♪
♪ Know that they want it
It only means
they give you up ♪
♪ In the hands of gold diggers
never enough ♪
♪ Rings, things
Just never enough ♪
♪ But me and you together
We'll shine to the end ♪
♪ I mean, the thugs love you
but your girl's best friend ♪
♪ Come here, Daddy
You drive me crazy ♪
♪ I want nobody
touchin' my baby ♪
♪ Hold me tight
and call me your lady ♪
♪ Make me scream your name ♪♪
♪ What you gonna do
What you gonna do ♪
♪ When he come through
Come for you, huh ♪
♪ What you gonna do
What you gonna do ♪
♪ When he come for you
Come for you, what ♪
♪ No, ain't nowhere to run ♪
♪ No, ain't nowhere to hide ♪
♪ When the heat is on
ain't nothin' you can do ♪
♪ But close your eyes
and hope to get away ♪
♪ People always talk
about my lifestyle ♪
♪ Certainly nothin' good
can come of it ♪
♪ But I always used to figure
it was worth my while ♪
♪ That's why I had
to get this lid ♪
♪ 11:30, 6-4-1 dirty ♪
♪ I got the goods
but I think they hurt me ♪
♪ I gotta get away
Stash this stuff away ♪
♪ 'Cause the boys
are comin' to get me ♪
♪ No, ain't nowhere to run ♪
♪ No, ain't nowhere to hide ♪
♪ When the heat is on
ain't nothin' you can do ♪
♪ But close your eyes and ride
and hope to get away ♪♪