Tubbs and Crockett, Miami Vice.
Straight ahead. Park anywhere in the visitor's lot.
Bureau, Customs, DEA.
Looks like we finally made the A-list, partner.
Yeah, but to a B-party.
This is a serious waste of time.
Hey, come on, give them a chance, man.
According to the invitation, we're gonna see a weapon that will revolutionize
the war against drug smugglers.
Give me a break.
These sci-fi gadgets never work. Remember that whack-job scientist that
was gonna stamp out cocaine?
Oh, yeah, I remember. That quack, he brought in two locusts that ate coca plants.
And all we had to do was breed 10 billion of them and drop them in South America.
I'll take my old partners Smith and Wesson any day.
We're here to cater the reception.
Around the back.
HANLEY: Sonny.
Rico. Hey, Hanley.
Glad you could make it. You know us,
always on the cutting edge of law enforcement.
That's why I invited you.
The Bureau is very enthusiastic about this device.
And we wanted your input.
Excuse me a second. Ruben!
He's a busy little beaver, isn't he?
FRANK: Systex is proud to be a leading defense contractor.
Originally, we developed this new weapon for the military,
we think it has important applications for law enforcement.
We invite your suggestions after the demonstration.
Before we begin, I'd like to introduce the man who created it,
Lawrence Fowler.
The system is called Havoc.
Havoc stands for High Voltage Vehicle Override Capacitor.
Essentially, it's a stun gun for vehicles instead of people.
Havoc can stop a wide variety of vehicles,
some of which we have here today for our demonstration,
cars, trucks, even boats, without harming them or their passengers.
The power setting can be adjusted to immobilize
or, when necessary, destroy.
It projects a high-voltage charge
which disrupts the vehicle's electrical system.
The motor dies, enabling you to capture the car, the boat, whatever.
Wait a minute.
This weapon throws lightening bolts and you say it isn't dangerous?
(ALL LAUGHING)
It's absolutely safe as long as the proper power setting is used.
(SCREAMS)
(GUNS FIRING)
(SIREN WAILING)
(FIRES)
On the other hand, maybe they've got something here.
(CHATTERING ON POLICE RADIO)
SONNY: Name's Johnny Gottman,
low-rent muscle, just got out of Starke less than a month ago.
What was he in for?
Seems some unlucky gambler got his hand caught in Gottman's door.
He dragged him about three miles before the police stopped him.
Doesn't sound like he had the brains
to be trafficking in high-tech weapons. We gotta find his partners.
Havoc was classified technology.
There'll be hell to pay if we don't get it back.
You can start by looking right here.
What do you mean?
They had inside help. They knew about the demonstration
and the layout.
Look what I found on him. Check the back.
Mooring 89, 2:00 p.m.
Must be one of the marinas.
Really could use your help on this one, guys.
Now, Gottman was your playmate. My agents'll cover the inside angle.
For you, Hanley? Sure.
Talk about watching paint dry.
I'm gonna give this a few more minutes and then I'm out of here.
This has gotta be the place.
It's the only marina in the area with a mooring number that high.
Well, well, at long last a little action.
Hans Weitzler.
Living proof that man did evolve from slime.
What a coincidence.
A major arms dealer just happens to be in town the day Havoc is stolen.
Looks like Weitzler has company.
Well, well, Al Lombard's kid.
Welcome aboard, Salvatore. Everything went well?
No, Mr. Weitzler. Everything did not go well.
Bernard, bring Salvatore his usual.
You don't have the gun?
Oh, yeah, I got your toy, all right, but one of my boys was killed.
A real tragedy.
Please accept my heartfelt condolences.
What, you think it's funny, sitting here on your fancy boat while Johnny gets killed?
Well, laugh it up, man, because it's gonna cost you another 100 grand
to square it with his family.
It's my custom that the quoted price is the final price.
And it's my custom to take care of my friends.
He had kids. Now you either make good, or I find another buyer.
That would seriously jeopardize your career, Mr. Lombard.
Don't you threaten me.
I got Havoc stashed so deep, you'll never find it. You got two days.
(GLASS BREAKING)
Refresh my memory.
Salvatore Lombard.
His father was an underboss in the Librizzi family.
That's right, Al Lombard, I remember. Librizzi put out a contract on him.
Did the taxpayers a favor.
Lombard was a tough hood who played out a losing hand.
I figured the kid was different.
Jerks like this, it's in the genes.
I'll arrange blanket surveillance on Sal and Weitzler.
We've already got it covered.
AL: You look great, kid.
Jeez! Dad!
Oh, Dad. It's so great to see you.
There hasn't been a day that's gone by in all of these years
that I didn't think about you, kid.
Me, too. So many times I wanted to talk to you and ask you questions.
I heard you were safe, but I didn't know where.
I didn't want you to know, kid. It was better that way. Believe me.
This is... This is some place you got here.
What are you, a contractor, what? What is it?
I package capital for real estate projects.
My son
packages capital for real estate projects.
Now you see, now that's class.
You know, Sal, believe it or not, all I ever wanted was for you to be happy,
to do something you like, be respectable.
You make me very proud, son.
What if Librizzi hears that you're back in town?
Forget about Librizzi.
He's a candy-store gangster who couldn't take over for his father just like I said.
Is that why you're back? Are you gonna move on Librizzi?
Nah.
Maybe if it was 10 years ago, but not now.
I know too many fighters who didn't know when to quit.
They wound up with cauliflower faces,
praying to win the lotto someplace. That action's not for me anymore, kid.
All I want now is my family around me.
That's little Tommy and Rita.
Tommy? He's beautiful.
Who would've ever thought it, huh?
Me, a grandfather. Me? Well, when can I see him?
I don't know.
Why? Is there a problem?
No, it's Rita.
It's just...
I don't know if she wants you around Tommy.
She's got some kind of crazy idea that you might be a bad influence.
What, are you kidding me?
What, does she think I'm gonna take him out on a heist or something?
He's my grandson, for crying out loud.
I know. Look, just give me a couple days to work with her.
I'm sure I can take care of it.
All right, you talk to her.
Okay, Grandpop.
Okay. I'll straighten it out.
I'll be seeing you later. Okay.
Here we are, boys. Two cholesterol specials with everything.
Oh, thank you very much, but I liked you better with skates.
Yeah, well, I never like your hair.
Bad attitude.
Yeah. Just can't get good help anymore.
Damn.
You know, either I been working this gig too long
or I'm having some serious hallucinations.
What's the matter?
Hey, take a look at this.
Tell me, isn't that Al Lombard over there?
Where?
Right there.
That's no ghost, partner,
that's the man himself.
We ought to bust him.
No, not here.
That'd tip the kid that he's under surveillance.
Call Switek, tell him to stick with the kid.
And we'll take the old man.
Al, you didn't call, you didn't write.
I know and I'm sorry for that, but you guys were always on my thoughts.
You know it was so damn quiet around here, I thought you'd lost interest.
Oh, no.
I been in Spain, Sicily, Morocco... Now there's a place, Morocco.
Beautiful!
White sandy beaches, unspoiled.
Paradise. I'm telling you, it's absolutely paradise.
Oh, my God,
and all this time I thought you were sharing a barrel with Jimmy Hoffa.
I swear to God, Al, you ought to write a travel book, Life on the Lam with Al Lombard.
No, wait a minute, no, wait... You guys got it all wrong.
I was on vacation, enjoying life, golfing, you know, all of that stuff.
Yeah. I heard that Librizzi's guys caught up with you in Jamaica.
Really? RICO: Yeah.
Funny thing, they all had fatal accidents.
Well, I tell you, Sonny, if you gotta go, Jamaica is the place to go.
They give you a great send-off,
flowers, reggae music, all of that stuff.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR) Very nice.
This is an outrage. I demand that you release my client at once.
Have you out of here in a minute, Al.
Sorry, Counselor. Al's wanted for contempt and unlawful flight.
He's gonna be with us for a while. That's absurd.
There are no charges pending against Mr. Lombard.
It's true, guys. It says here right in the files, Judge Sackheim dismissed
the charges last month in the interest of justice.
Due to Mr. Lombard's failing health.
Gee, how surprising.
Yeah, I'm really sorry, Al, I had no idea you were in such ill health.
Well, I'm feeling much better now, thank you, that I'm home.
It's like a miracle cure.
SONNY: Al,
you're back in Miami.
Don't even jaywalk.
Sonny, I wouldn't have it any other way.
(SIGHS)
You know, I tried to join this yachting club once.
Society big shots said no.
Said that I would stain their reputation.
Oh yeah? Well, what do you care, Dad?
It bugged me at the time.
Now it doesn't really matter, 'cause you made it.
You have a family, a career, respect. Those are the important things in life.
Listen, Dad, we gotta talk.
Oh, yeah, sure, kid. About what?
About me.
Some things happened when you were gone and... Uh-huh.
(PAGER BEEPING)
Sorry, it's the office. I gotta give them a buzz.
Sure.
It's me. All right, patch him through.
The FBI is here. They know someone from the lab is involved.
I must see you right away. I can't take it anymore!
Okay, okay, cool it. Listen,
meet me at the Riverwalk in 30 minutes. You know where it is?
LAWRENCE: Yes.
Is there a problem?
It's a client.
He wants to pull his investment. You know, he's getting cold feet.
I gotta go hold his hand.
Business always comes first.
Yeah.
Something funky's going down. Junior's leaving in a hurry.
Look, there is nothing pointing to you, nothing at all. So just chill out.
Easy for you to say.
You know, they're questioning everyone at work.
They know something, I tell you. They know! Listen!
In another couple of days you're gonna be rich enough to start up your own lab
and work for yourself from now on. So just chill out!
I hope you're right.
I am right, all right! Trust me!
What are you doing? What are you doing with this guy? Who is he?
What's up? It's work, Dad.
Come on, let me buy you a drink.
Don't give me that crap, Sal.
Listen, whatever you're planning, forget about it, it'll never go off.
You're gonna have coppers crawling all over you.
Believe me, kid, I know what I'm talking about.
I think you been away too long, you're getting paranoid.
You lied to me, Sal.
You led me to think that you were some big successful businessman
and you're really not. You know what you are?
You're a cheap punk with nice clothes and a fast car and that's it.
Yeah? So what, huh? So what are you?
Where do you get off, Mr. Holy Royal, huh?
You used to lie to me every chance you got.
I used to have to read the newspaper to see what was going on.
You still lied to me. So don't tell me you don't like who I am
because I'm just like you.
Sal. Sal, wait.
What? What?
Look, kid, I'm sorry, all right.
A million times I wanted to explain things to you.
Police! Freeze!
(GUN FIRING)
Dad!
Sal... Sal, hang on. Sal, hang on.
Get a doctor! Sal, hang on, Sal.
Package at the post office.
I love you, son, forgive me.
Al, I'm real sorry about your son.
Look, if it means anything, a witness saw our shooter escape in a Mercedes.
Got a partial on the license plate.
DMV will probably make a match.
If you guys don't mind, I got things I gotta do.
What? Like go after Librizzi?
Come on, Al, you're smarter than that. Don't make it easy for him.
Come on, man, we'll be burying you and Sal together.
This isn't cut and dry, man.
Oh, really?
Look, Al, there were any number of guys that could've killed Sal.
Even if you knew who it was,
you don't have any muscle anymore. Al, listen to me,
your shooters all work for Librizzi, either that or they're crab bait.
Stay out of this, Al. I give you my word, I'll bring these guys down.
Idiots! Morons!
Only morons could've blown that hit!
Lombard was wide open.
I had him lined up, Mr. Librizzi, but his kid plays hero.
I spent months setting up Lombard.
Cost me a fortune to buy that judge, to get the charges dropped.
And now he's wise. Get out of here!
Get out of here. Spinata! I'll kill you!
(SIGHS)
DMV says the plates on the Mercedes used in the hit
were stolen day before yesterday.
This is the guy a witness saw talking to Sal right before the hit.
Well, if it isn't Mr. Wizard.
Who?
Hey, that's the guy that invented Havoc.
Hey, I was wondering if I can't get this package back?
You'd have to call the addressee and discuss it with him.
You see, that's the problem, I don't know the addressee.
Can't you trace it or do something like that?
Technically, yes, but it'll take 30 days.
Whatever happened to, "Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet"?
Look, this is pretty important and I was wondering... Look, you get a court order,
we can speed things along. Otherwise, 30 days.
Did you ever consider charm school? Next!
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
Good likeness, eh, pal?
Yeah.
That witness really had an eye for detail.
No. Not nearly as good as that mug shot's gonna be when you get booked.
I'd order a couple of eight by tens of that.
Help your kids remember what you look like when you're in the joint.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Well, let's try grand theft, conspiracy, accessory to murder.
You understand those terms? Oh, God! I knew it, I knew it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Take it easy there, Larry. Don't go squirrelly on us now.
Just try and look at this as a career decision.
You can either stand on the Miranda right and tough it out...
...or you can cooperate.
Now we can't promise anything, you understand, but...
They cheated me! They stole Havoc!
It was my concept, my idea!
I invented it! They all said I was crazy, but I did it, me!
And then they stole it! Who?
Them! The company!
They said... They said Havoc belonged to them.
They said it belonged to Systex because I'm an employee.
Havoc is worth hundreds of millions of dollars to them!
Do you know what they gave me as a bonus? Do you know?
$5,000! I have two teenage sons.
That doesn't even cover the car insurance.
What'd Sal Lombard offer you?
$200,000.
But he promised me no one would get hurt.
Do you know where he stashed it?
No. No. He told me he sent it to his uncle.
Honest.
I'm Sal's father. I know.
I'm here to help you, Rita, and I'd like to do whatever it is...
I don't want your help, Mr. Lombard.
There's nothing you can do.
I just thought, what with Tommy and everything...
Tommy doesn't need a grandfather who's a gangster.
I don't get it, Al. What is it you want me to do exactly?
Give money to my grandson, so his mother doesn't know where it's coming from.
If she knows it's coming from me, she'll never take it. Do you understand?
I suppose I could set it up so that she thinks it's from an insurance policy he had.
Great. Good. How long will it take you?
Probably get the papers for you to sign tomorrow. Where can I reach you?
AL: Hey, dummy.
(GUN FIRES)
Librizzi sent you, didn't he?
Didn't he?
Oh, I love to watch you move through there,
but you better put some lotion on. All over, every inch.
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
(WOMAN SCREAMING)
Bye, baby.
Weitzler.
This is some gorgeous boat you've got here.
Can't say much for your deckhands, though.
Don't bother sitting, Mr. Librizzi,
you won't be staying that long.
What, is there a problem or something?
The problem is you, Mr. Librizzi.
Your petty vendetta against Albert Lombard
has jeopardized a transaction of considerable value.
LIBRIZZI: What transaction?
WEITZLER: I hired his son to steal a prototype of a new weapon.
He died without revealing its location.
You ruined the deal, you get it back.
You have five days to deliver the Havoc system to me. No more.
How the hell am I supposed to find it?
That's your problem.
I warn you, Mr. Librizzi, I am not a man who tolerates failure.
Hey, Mr. Weitzler, we're both businessmen.
There's no need for threats here.
I wouldn't insult you with threats, Mr. Librizzi.
I am merely stating the obvious.
Failure is weakness,
and in our profession, weakness attracts sharks like blood.
(LAUGHS)
I'm gonna get it for you, don't worry.
But it's not because you scare me none.
I'll do it because you did business with my father.
What we have here is one highly motivated individual.
Yeah.
Librizzi might scare up some new leads.
We stay on him.
Homicide just sent this over.
Sweet little shootout at a house over in Key Biscayne last night.
This is one of Librizzi's hitters.
Now a neighbor described the man.
It matches Al Lombard. Apparently, he got away.
Man, that cat's gotta be running out of lives.
Thanks a lot.
Hi, Tommy. Hi.
What're you doing?
Swinging.
You think it's okay if I push you?
Yeah, sure.
Tommy? Yeah?
Do you know who I am?
You're the man in the picture with Daddy.
That's right, that's right. I'm your daddy's daddy.
I'm your grandpa, Al.
But Daddy's dead.
I know. That's a terrible thing.
Hey, Tommy, you like surprises?
Yeah.
Well, that's great, because I brought you one. Here, go look.
Wow, thanks, Grandpa.
It's got a remote control thing,
a steering wheel, the whole deal.
RITA: What are you doing?
Tommy, get inside the house.
I just brought the kid a present.
You have no right to be here.
Tommy, I said go inside. Okay, Mommy.
Tommy, I'll see you later, huh?
Okay.
I thought I made it clear you're not welcome here.
Look, Rita, I didn't come here to upset you.
God knows we've both been through enough.
I just think at times like this a family needs each other.
Right, only you're not my family.
You're Sal's father, the gangster.
Tommy's my only family now.
And I don't want you around him, ever.
Wait a minute, will you?
I know how you feel about me, my past, the things that I've done
and I'm not gonna apologize for any of that, but, believe me, all that I care
about now is what's left of the rest of my family.
Even if that was true,
you can't just wipe out the past. You have enemies, Mr. Lombard,
and they're not interested in your conversion.
Sal told me the way you felt,
that you were worried that I'd be bad for Tommy.
All I'm asking for is a chance.
Is that what he told you?
Yes.
That I was worried about Tommy?
Yes.
Well, he was wrong.
It wasn't Tommy I was worried about, it was Sal. He worshipped you.
In spite of everything he knew about you, all the horrible things you'd done,
the pain you caused him, he still idolized his father.
I never encouraged him to be like me.
I'm the guy that told him to go to law school. Make something out of his life.
It's not what you said, it's what you were.
He wanted to be like you.
Instead, he died protecting you. Now, please, do me a favor and leave.
Rita.
You and Tommy are all I've got left.
Don't do this to me.
Don't hate me. I don't hate you, Mr. Lombard.
I just don't want you to take Tommy away from me, too.
Come on.
You're starting to get predictable, Al.
Man in your position can't afford that.
Today, it was us outside your grandson's home.
Next time, it could be Librizzi.
You got no chance at taking him solo.
So this must be suicide. Is that what it's about?
Go out in a blaze of glory? Hey, what do you care, huh, Crockett?
I mean, what do you really care?
You wanna kill yourself, you go suck a tailpipe, Al.
But don't shoot it out in Miami,
scares the tourists.
(SIGHS)
Think about your grandson.
You know, he's the hostage in this little war.
Now you got no chance of taking Librizzi,
but I can.
And I'm gonna take him down hard. Now you can either help me,
or I will put you away.
It's your choice.
How?
(SIGHS)
Sal stole an experimental weapon for Hans Weitzler.
He died before he could make delivery.
I think you know where it is.
You help me recover it, and I'll use it to nail Librizzi.
All right, Crockett, we'll try it your way.
But you've gotta give me your word that you won't kill him.
You just remember,
that I am trusting you with the life of my grandson.
I give you my word.
I won't kill Librizzi.
(FOOTSTEPS)
AL: Hi, Mike.
Al.
You set me up, Mike.
You were the only guy who knew where I was staying.
I didn't, Al, I swear, I don't know anything about it.
You gotta believe me.
You're not trying to insult my intelligence, are you, Mike?
I invented the set-up.
AL: Tell me.
Tell me. All right, all right, it's true.
You told me to fix things so you could come back,
but it was Librizzi who paid off the judge.
You bastard,
my son is dead because of you.
No, Al, please!
Oh, don't cry, Mike.
Hell is full of lawyers.
Drop it!
So you wanna tell me what happened here, Sattler?
Lombard flipped out, he was gonna shoot me.
And if it hadn't been for that guard, I'd be dead.
Boy, that'd be a serious blow to the legal profession.
Take him out of here and get his statement.
Where's Lombard? Out there.
He looks so natural.
You guys certainly took your sweet time getting here.
What the hell's the hurry, you're dead.
I kept Sattler away from him like you said.
I appreciate it, you did a good job, Quinton. Thanks.
Hey, hey, hey, not so fast, this ain't over yet.
Give me a break here, will you, Crockett? I'm getting bed sores all over me.
Beats bullet holes, man. If Librizzi thinks you're dead,
then they won't mess with your family.
That's the only protection you got.
Okay, so, now what?
Well, Sattler calls Librizzi and tells him what happens.
Then we'll contact him offering to sell Havoc.
He'll be a lot less suspicious, if you're dead.
Meanwhile, you'll be stashed in a nice, safe hotel room
while the feds come up with a new identify for you.
Well, I gotta hand it to you, boys, it's sweet. Very sweet.
I'd give anything to see the look on Librizzi's ugly mug
when you guys go in to pinch him.
No way, pal. You're dead and you're gonna stay dead.
Excuse me, Mr. Librizzi. What?
Some guy says he has something you want.
You got two seconds.
SONNY: Havoc.
Keep talking.
I got it, you want it.
The price is gonna be 200 K.
Who are you?
Burnett.
Well, Burnett, how do I know you got the real thing?
You got proof?
Yeah, that can be arranged. You just have the cash ready tomorrow at 10:00.
I'll call with instructions.
(CHILDREN CHATTERING)
Come on. Come on.
Good girl.
Sir.
Oh, hi.
I'm Tommy's grandfather. He forgot his lunch.
Is it okay if I give it to him?
I'm sorry, but without some identification I can't...
Hey, Grandpa!
Hey, how you doing, pal?
Wow, this is some school you got here.
I climbed up here all by myself.
Oh, I bet you, you did. How's that new race car I gave you?
Mom says it's too old for me.
Oh, yeah? She's probably right.
You know, your ma's a pretty wonderful woman.
So whatever she tells you to do, you do, okay?
Okay. She loves you very much.
(SIGHS)
Tommy,
Grandpa's gotta go away for a while.
And I don't know when I'm gonna see you again.
But I want you to know
that I love you very much
and that I'm gonna think about you every day.
Where you going, Grandpa?
Far away.
To heaven with Daddy?
No, I don't think so.
But you just remember that your daddy loves you very much
and that I love you very much, even though we're not here.
Don't leave, Grandpa. I love you.
Hey, Burnett!
Over here, Librizzi.
So, I got the toy, you got the cash?
Right here. Let's have it.
Uh-uh.
First I check out the goods. I ain't buying no high school science project.
No problem. Mr. Cooper?
How'd you like the demo?
Give him the cash.
All right, good. Now I'll tell you what.
Mr. Cooper and I are gonna step on out of here.
Mr. Cooper? Everything's cool, Sonny.
Perfect.
Now, you gentlemen are just gonna wait right there until Mr. Cooper and I leave.
That understood?
Good.
When he takes Havoc, move in.
AL: Librizzi!
This one's for my son.
SONNY: Al!
No!
Get a Medevac! Hurry!
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Hang in there, hang in there, Al.
I had to do it, Crockett, you understand, don't you?
Librizzi's dead.
Good.
Oh, Al, you didn't even have a gun, man. Why?
Do me a favor, Sonny, tell Rita
to explain things to my grandson.
Al, you gave me your word, man.
I kept my word, Crockett.
I didn't kill him.