1 1 1 1 1 1 (SALSA MUSIC PLAYS) How long does it take to make a taco? Two minutes, but it takes 20 to convince him I'm not immigration and to get the cook from the basement. Call it. Er,... ex-con. No way. What? Wannabe cop. Got police academy reject all over him. Hey, pal. Hey, buddy. Try dude. Hey, dude. You did time at Chino, right? No, LAMPA. I told you, ex-con. It's the only jobs those poor bastards can get. (RADIO) "13867, you have a 4-59 felon alarm at Centurions Storage on Aberlado and Marathon." 867, roger. "13867, cancel that." "Alarm company. Must have been a power glitch." Wanna take a peek anyway? Why is it that on these nice, quiet nights you get so restless? This is a great opportunity for us to connect. I mean, we can open up and really kinda talk. Do you need a hug? Shut up. Er,... you called it. 867, door open in Centurion storage. Almeyda, 22nd. Requesting backup. "Roger, 867." Let's go. "31 en route." Hey, Charlie, did you ever hear of that word, 'stealth'? (Shut up.) (CHUCKLES) At least they don't know we're here(!) The element of surprise! Ready? Yeah, I'm ready. Go. Unbelievable. (Let's split up.) (OK.) (GUNSHOTS) (RADIO) "Hank!" 867, shots fired, shots fired. Officer needs help. (SHOUTS) "Hank, get on the wire - four to five suspects on my side." "Hank!" I'm in! Where you at? "In the big room off the office." Hank! I've got ya. It's bulletproof! I'm coming in. Charlie, your six! What? Your six! 867, my partner's down! Er,... request paramedics. I have four suspects, armed... My partner has been hit. "All units, all units, all LA units, officer down, officer down." Impressive shooting, Montgomery. You realise, though, you missed the target in the middle. The brother? I wasn't shooting at him. Do you mind telling me why not? He don't look suspicious to me. One lone brother surrounded by four white guys with guns? The man is terrified. What do you want him to do, tap dance? It's alright, bro, OK? I got you. Don't be afraid to call 911. I keep to the clean when Earl Montgomery's on the scene. What the problem is? (AMAZING GRACE PLAYS) On behalf of the citizens of Los Angeles, I present you our nation's flag. McDuff. Sorry about Charlie. He was a good man. I want in on the investigation. I think it's best let McDuff handle this. It's a complicated situation. Complicated? My partner's dead and I want the son of a bitch who did it. There was $800,000 worth of computer chips in that storage room and a police warrant to seize it. The night before the raid somebody blew in and cleared it out. I don't care, I just want the guy who killed Charlie. You're not a detective. Stick to your job. Fine. Interfere with an investigation, you won't have a job. Yeah, fine. Hank, they're gonna find him. Yeah. When chasing a suspect the goal is to maintain visual contact until a backup force of sufficient size can arrive to assist in the arrest. Time! Nice job, Taylor. (SCOFFS / CHUCKLES) Did you say something, Montgomery? Well, you said, "Nice job, Taylor", and I just said, "Psssaaahh." You think you can do it better? Let me think(?) Check me out. Taylor, do you think you're ready? I'll take this one. It's all yours. Show this boy how it's done. (MAKES SIREN NOISE) So are you the suspect, man? What you do? Doesn't matter. Oh, so you could've robbed a bank, mugged an old lady, said something about my momma? Just chase me, smart mouth. OK, Mr White Bank Robber. (MAKES SIREN NOISE) (CRASHING) (SCREAMS) You're insane! And you're resisting arrest. (LAUGHS MANICALLY) Don't you run from me! Don't you run from me! I'm insane? I'm insane when it comes to... (MUMBLES) You like robbing banks, huh? You say something about my momma? And I heard you call me "boy". That's cowboy to you. Time! I see how this works. The system can't tolerate a black man with my superior police skills. I'm the future of law enforcement and it scares you cos you're gonna be out of work. I was number one when the NBA was all white. That's alright. I'm fine. I'm cool. You're losing somebody good, y'all. I'm a virtual one man kung fu SWAT team. Argh! Argh! That's alright. I got skills. You bitches! Hank, do you have to get back out there so soon? Yeah, I'm better off. Want somebody to ride with you? No, it's OK. # "Silly" - The Warden Oh! (STRAINS) (STRAINS) Need some help? You asking me if I need some help or if I'm stealing this car? OK, fine. Are you stealing this car? Does it look like I'm stealing this damned car? A little bit. Why, because I'm black? White man has his hand in a car, probably give him a good samaritan award, huh? Figure he was just turning off people's lights. Could I see your licence and registration? I ain't showing you a thing, Nazi! Excuse me? Hey man, this here, this is my car, OK? And I ain't done nothin' wrong. Now, the way I see it, you owe me an apology. What did you call me? You ain't listening, baby. We ain't got nothing to talk about unless it starts with you saying sorry. You're on dangerous grounds. Be careful what comes out of your mouth next. Oh, you wanna hear what comes out of my mouth next? You're... a... ..fucking... pig! You're under arrest. Oh, no, I ain't under arrest, you're under arrest. I'm arresting your ass - citizen's arrest. You're under arrest for illegal force arrest. Get your hands on the car. Gimme those cuffs. I'm warning you! Warning me?! You have the right to shut the hell up. That's it, up against the car. Don't make me add resisting arrest to the charges. Now! Up against the car! Hey, watch my car, OK, I just had it detailed. Settle down, do you understand? This is police brutality, and you're compounding your problems. I've heard enough of your crap! Get off me. I... Whoa! Whoa! What? There's a big-assed bumble bee! You don't think I'm gonna fall for that, do you? I'm allergic to bees! If I get stung I'm gonna seize up and die. It won't touch you! Look! See it? Yeah, what? (SPEAKS SPANISH) He's trying to kill me! Help, he's trying to kill me! Get down! (BOTH SHOUT / SCREAM) (TV) "What you are seeing is a home video taken today showing Los Angeles police officer, Hank Rafferty brutally beating an unidentified black male." "Police are withholding the name of the victim but we have obtained this photograph of the man taken after the beating, his face grotesquely bruised and swollen." It was a bumble bee. "Police officer, Hank Rafferty's vicious beating of a black suspect has sparked an angry response from the black community." "Det McDuff had this reaction." "I assure you the Police Department and District Attorney's office are treating this very seriously." "I urge the people of this city, be patient. Trust us to do our jobs." "This is an isolated incident." (REPORTERS BABBLE) (ALL CHATTER AGITATEDLY) It was a bee. Get the hell outta here. Mr Montgomery, this is Detective McDuff, Lieutenant Washington and District Attorney Robert Barton. Good morning. Morning. Call me. I'm serious. Giggling! Weren't you on TV last night? Oh, snap! That is you! What's up, man? What happened to your face? I was attacked by one of your officers. What happened to the swelling and the bruises? Oh, that. That ain't nothin' but allergies - bee sting. Come again. Y'all mind if I have a seat? Cool. Y'all gonna ask a brother all these questions and don't offer me a seat. What's happening? Right, well, while I was being slammed into the car having billyclubs jammed in my neck, that psychotic storm trooper you call a cop also allowed this big-assed bumble bee to nearly sting me to death. Know what? I'm not even sure that bee wasn't one of his own, you know, like some anti-Africanised attack bee, trained to hate black people. But you know what? That's the sort of thing that you're gonna uncover in your investigation so I ain't tripping. Would you excuse us for just a moment? Do your thing, man. Thank you. (We can't put this guy on the stand, he's unstable, not to mention -) Yo! Who's the Planet of the Apes-looking lady in the dress? That's my father. Handsome man. I don't believe this. I'm calling off prelim. Hold it. Like this guy or not, Hank violated his rights and people are not gonna look the away. We can't go through his again. Drop the prosecution - you've got a riot on your hands. Earl, do you... Do you work? I mean, do you have a steady job? Yes, I work. I work in security. Ah. That's just until I get back in the Academy. I see. Speaking of which, y'all need to investigate them. Mr Montgomery, all allergies aside, did Officer Rafferty assault you or not? How many times I gotta say it? Alright,... ..let's get down to business. Superior Court of the County of Los Angeles is in session. Please be seated. The State of California versus Henry Rafferty, case number CV34259, the Honourable Martia Dailly presiding. OK, it's at this time that the bee appears, right here. There it is. It's coming in. You can't... You can't... ..really see it on tape but it... It's there. OK,... .. I'm swatting it with my... stick. There I am, stomping on it... ..with the heel of my boot... I kept missing it. It's not a good angle. Mr Montgomery, are you claiming there was no bumble bee present at the time of the incident? No, I'm not. There was a bumble bee present. Oh, good. And there were birds chirping, there were dogs barking. For all I know there was a chipmunk in the bushes humping a turtle. (ALL LAUGH) Be careful with them chipmunks - they'll hump anything. (ALL LAUGH) (GAVEL BANGS) This is no laughing matter, Mr Montgomery. Look man, I came here for justice. That man right there - that man harassed and choked me. He used excessive violence way before there was or was not a bumble bee, sir. I know the score - it's not the first time I been pulled over for DWB. DWB? Driving While Black. Move to strike. Kiss my ass! (ALL LAUGH) (GAVEL BANGS) Will the defendant please rise? The jury has found you guilty as charged. (COURTROOM APPLAUDS / GAVEL BANGS) You are hereby sentenced to serve six months in a state penitentiary. You must be that white cop, huh, beat up the black guy? What makes you say that? Them. Oh, man. Hey, ese, keep up your strength, huh? You're gonna need it. We love you, baby! Get going. Don't mess with me or I'll throw your ass in solitary. Alright, let's go, you're outta the hole. Hey, how long have I been in here? Three months. Congratulations, you are the graduating class in this third week of August. Many people don't make it through both days of intense training. You are the elite. Wherever you go you'll be part of this special fraternity. You're equipped with everything you'll need to do your job - flashlight, pepper spray,... ..and if things get really nasty,... ..a holster full of quarters so you can call the police. Congratulations. What do you mean, you got nothing? You're at a crime scene - physical evidence. The tattoo! Which was a ghost. We couldn't find anything on it in the database. These things take time. Oh, please - Holy cow! Check it out. Hank Rafferty the security guard! Hey, nobody throw their gum on the ground. We could get, like, a warning! (RADIO) "Dispatch to 21 units. ADW in progress." "Suspects, male - white, blue jacket, white pants." "Male - black, green shirt, brown pants. Fled eastbound on foot." Excuse me, you ever see that? "4-59, felon alarm. ANL Beverages, 18th and Main." "Cancel that. Must've been a power glitch." Gotcha. Where's security? Freeze! (GASPS) What are you doing? The lights went out and I couldn't find a switch so I was filing in the dark. That's why I called you here. Lola,... filing in the dark is a serious offence. You're in a lot of trouble. Oh. Get up against that wall. What are you gonna do to me? I'm gonna search you to make sure you ain't carrying any concealed weapons. Ooh! Are you finding anything? Is this a thong? What? Is this a thong? Are you gonna strip search me? No. I'm gonna put on some music. You're gonna strip search yourself. # "Can't Get Enough Of Your Love, Babe" - Barry White. Whoa! Whoa! Slow it up for me. Nice and easy. Yeah. (GROWLS) # Can't get enough of your love, babe! # OK, pass those two. Come on! Check those boxes. Got it. Load 'em up. Get 'em outta here. Come on, guys. Oh, yeah, Earl! No, don't call me Earl. Call me Officer. OK! Yeah, yeah. Are you gonna give it to me now,... Officer? Hell, yeah. I'm gonna incarcerate you. (SHRIEKS) Yeah, you know my style - I like it wild! Mmm. Freeze! Hands up! What was that? I said freeze! Come out from behind there! Wait here, it might get a little dangerous. Really playing this out, aren't you, baby? Talk to me about a hit six months ago - Centurion Storage. Go to hell. We wondered where security was. (COCKS GUN) Drop the weapon. You should've run while you had the chance. Now you got no chance. (GUNSHOT) Over there! There he is! Get him! Somebody shoot them! Thanks. No sweat. What the hell are you doing here? I work here. I spent six months in prison because of you! Six months? That's all they gave you, six months?! (GUNSHOTS) Damn it, Earl, this ain't turning me on! What the hell is that? Earl Jr likes to hang out with Daddy. Precious, ain't he? Load 'em up now! Cover me! Hey, man, you ain't my boss. We work for the same company and since I got seniority you cover me. OK, I'll cover you. (Go!) No! No, not my car! Somebody shoot that monkey! What did you call me? Let's go! Now! Get 'em in here! Go, go, go, go! Get outta my car! Why, cos I'm a black man? This has nothing to do with you, it's personal! Damned right - white boy back there called me "monkey" - drive! Get out now! I been waiting my whole life for some shit like this to go down. If you're gonna shoot me, shoot me. That's the only way I'm getting out. They're getting away, man, come on! Go! Earl? In this slow-assed damned Flintstone car we may as well be peddling with our damned feet! What's wrong with this piece of junk? I dunno. I was gonna take it for maintenance but for six months I been in prison! You should have got more time, pushing me into cars and putting me in satanic choke holds. You were resisting arrest - I was authorised to use force. Man, we could go back and forth on this all night but there are courts to handle this matter and according to the courts you were assaulting me like a hillbilly on his wife. (HORN BLARES) No! What the...? (SIREN WAILS) Oh! Oh, shit! This is the time to conceal the weapon. Pull over. Pull over! Get the van! You pull over, buddy! No, get the van! Drop the gun! The van! Drop it! Get the v... Oh. Get... Damn! I thought I would've gotten out with a wallet in my hand, not bullets all in my ass. This is all bullshit, man. (TUTS) (UPBEAT MUSIC) Uh... You can never have too much coinage with Burger King's new Change Range, starting from just $1 ` and the new Bacon Cheeseburger for just $3. Burgers the way they're meant to be. Security guard, huh, Hank? That's a shame. Hey, Washington, how are you doing? Better than you. You OK, man? You know how it is, my brother. Just a little shaken up, that's all. Let me see if I got this figured out. You get out of prison pissed with your life, decide to pay your old buddy a visit, things get out of hand, shots are fired, the police respond just in time to catch Hank trying to get away with you in his car at gunpoint. Am I correct? Amazing! You are very, very good! Oh, wait a second, this is crazy. I-I wasn't out for revenge - Shut the hell up, Hank. Just shut up, I'm tired of your goddamn lies. I got a restraining order says you can't go within 100 feet of him, OK? So I don't give a damn what you have to say. All I need is your testimony and his ass goes back to prison tomorrow. Nothing... would make me happier than to see this man go back to prison. Good. For... For the heartache... ..and the trauma... Once he took out the club and swished it round with the handle sticking out and went bop, right there... Can you see that little cut right there? Anyway, what happens is... ..it makes me start saying incoherent... You know, I'm liable to spray just incoherent shit. Biatch! I-I apologise. My doctor says that I'm not getting the proper oxygen up through here. They say, "Pump it and breathe"... ..and it's sorta like that sneaker. It's a weird exercise, but anyway,... ..nothing would make me happier than to see him go back to prison. Wait a second! Get back, bitch! Shut the hell up, Hank, and I mean it! You s... The violence! Anyway, I'm not angry. Let me calm myself. Unfortunately,... ..certain details of your story are slightly skewed. What do you mean, skewed? Hank... ..did not come back for revenge. (Thank you.) He came back to apologise. What? You went there to apologise? The man's talking to you. Yeah. And you were saying? Saying I was sorry. For what? Beating you. Yeah! My dog! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! That's what I'm talking about, man. (LAUGHS MANICALLY) Hank was right in the middle of this very touching... ..apology,... ..when I discovered my warehouse was being robbed, so Hank and I, we banded together to apprehend these outlaws. And we would've had 'em had not your boys come along. Excuse me? Deputy Droopalong. Man, they stopped the wrong car. You better watch your mouth. What you gonna do, beat the hell outta me? You'd probably blame it on a damned spider! What you got? We got a 4-59 at the warehouse but nothing on the van. Coroner has two bodies. DA says self defence so kick 'em loose. You went out to see that warehouse on 18th? Yeah. You're not a cop anymore, Hank so stop acting like one. I'm too happy to plant any reason to lock your ass up, you understand? Find McDuff, tell him I wanna see him right away. Oh yeah, we also encountered a naked girl handcuffed to a light fixture. Oh, Lola. You think you could hook a brother up with another restraining order? All my stuff should be in here, too. Wassup? Right. Yeah... I don't believe it. Where's my bullets? We don't return live ammunition. If you're gonna keep the bullets, why don't you keep the gun? Alright. Gimme my gun! Where's my car? Impound lot - 20 blocks up, seven blocks over. You expect that man to walk there? Y'all got a shuttle bus? You know what? You upset my partner. I should just set it all up in this,... ..but you got your boys. Hank, you believe his attitude, man? Man, he probably gonna give you your car back with no tyres. I liked the way you played it back there. Not letting them on our case - that was smooth. This is our bus, partner. Get away from me! (HORN BLARES) Know what? Sooner or later your hostility is gonna start affecting our work. Now look, man, all you got to do is... What is you running for? I'm trying to talk to you. Look, I am trying to remain calm because I know if I hit you I will never see the light of day again which right now seems almost worth it so don't push it! You threatening me? Yeah! Yeah, I'm threatening you! Well, bring it on. Bring it on, Hank. Could have went pro. Drop bombs on 'em. Slip, move, slide. I can't redial without a signal. Hey, where you going, man? Shut up! (PHONE) "Big Rig, Truck and Trailer." Truck and trailer, yeah. You guys got a call, yesterday I think it was, regarding a white van that you rented out. "We only rent big rigs." Oh, maybe you can help me out. I'm trying to find a couple of my buddies. I think they rented a truck from you yesterday. "What name's it under?" I don't know their names. "We get a lot of people through here." Where are you located? "Downtown on Normandy." South Central? These were white folks. "Oh, they just left." "Bought extra insurance for Baja." Mexico? "I guess." Thank you. You're welcome. The way I see it they got a twenty minute head start. They're probably heading down the 405. What are you doing? Stop the car! National security! (HORN BLARES / TYRES SCREECH) (HORN BEEPS) Stop the damn car! (TYRES SCREECH) National security. I'm commandeering this vehicle. What did I do? Oh,... student driver, huh? Well, lesson twelve - a man with a gun - get your ass up out the car! Go! OK, OK, don't shoot! And do your homework! What the problem is? Hey man, do I got to solve this crime by myself? Unbelievable. A big, red truck - it's gonna be easy to find. It's probably gonna say "Big, red" all on the side of it - the truck - in big, red letters! You got any fire back at Washington's office? Well, I used my acute peripheral vision to get an upside down read. Wanna know what I saw? What? On one of the papers it said, "CIA Heist." And? That's all I saw, "CIA". That's it? Look man, I said I got peripheral vision not X-ray vision. Now, apparently we are caught up in some real, live, complex-assed espionage shit. This is great, man, isn't it? Me and you - security guards - out here acting like real cops. I was a real cop, bro. You must've loved it, huh? I can't believe you gave that up. Yeah. There's Route 1. No, just stay on the freeway, it's a lot faster. No, they wanna keep a low profile. Stay on the freeway! No, I can't. No, on the freeway. Don't! (TYRES SCREECH) Hey, come on! You're weaving in traffic. Stay on the freeway. What are you doing? Let go of the wheel. (BOTH) Whoa! Shit! Are you OK? Yeah. Shit! Hey! Sorry. Looks like somebody was right about the freeway. What? Look. You can't tell me that ain't a big, red truck. Yeah, yeah. Gun - under the seat. Hank! Hank! (MUFFLED SHOUTS) Hey! Shoot her, Hank. Shoot this big bitch, man. Hank's about to shoot you. I ain't gonna shoot anybody. Put him down. In a minute or two. Don't hurry. I don't like nobody messing with my rig. Don't be a pussy, shoot her! You oversized, big boot, thick-assed Jerry Springer reject assed - Earl, come on, let's go. No, man, Shaq here owes me an apology. But then again,... what your name is? Britany. Yeah? You got a ring on every finger except that lockdown one, huh? You like to wrestle? That's my thing - I like to wrestle. Earl! Earl, come on, let's go. Why don't you give me your number? And if you're nice I'll show you what a real big ring looks like. Earl, come on! I'll call you. Let's go, let's go! Alright, I'm with you. Hold on. Come on! Think these are our guys? How the hell am I supposed to know? Wait, wait! Oh, sorry! Aargh! Oh, shit! Come on! Come on, come on! You did that on purpose. Look. Oh, so that's why the cops couldn't find the van. (Hey, do you know how to hotwire a car?) Cos I'm black? I automatically know how to hotwire a car? Do you know how or don't you? Yeah. But not cos I'm black. (Do it.) Move your leg! (Get in.) See that? (Alright, go, go, go.) OK, see how that spark - one of them bumped into each other. That's cos that red wire gives off all that energy. I don't care. See how that's sparking there? Got it? How's that? What's that doing? Earl, the windshield wipers are on. Must be a '94 - I attached the wrong one. How's that? (CAR ALARM BEEPS) What's that? What the hell...? (Turn it off!) Oh, come on. (ALARM STOPS) Somebody's back in that trailer. Let's take a look. Shit! (HORN BLARES) Look out! (TYRES SCREECH) Whoa! Oh! Ssh. Do it. Come on, come on, come on! Yeah. (ENGINE RUMBLES) Go! (UPBEAT MUSIC) Uh... You can never have too much coinage with Burger King's new Change Range, starting from just $1 ` and the new Bacon Cheeseburger for just $3. Burgers the way they're meant to be. Oh, shit! Oh! Oh! (GASPS) Woo! Hank. Hank, that's the second time in 20 minutes you landed us in some shit. Hey! You messin' with Earl and Hank! What the problem is? I wonder what the hell is in these boxes. Oh, Hank! Oh, it stinks! Oh! Oh, damn! Oh, God! Damn! Looks like Christmas. Except for these fish guts and orange peels. Please be garbage. Please be garbage. What the hell is that? This is a beer keg. It doesn't make sense. It does when you put together the pieces. What pieces? It's obvious. The CIA is smuggling alcohol into the inner city in an effort to further subjugate the black man. Hey, do you actually believe the crap that comes out of your mouth? Well, I'm never really sure till I'm finished talking. (SNIFFS) Do you think they're oil kegs? Yeah, Nash, we got a problem. What we have here's appears to be your average garden variety $22-deposit beer keg, but it's way too light. Must be lite beer. Way too light. Couldn't be a pound and a half. Let's take a peek inside. Yeah, she'd empty alright. You think maybe there's a double wall - something stashed in between? Happy to take a look. Put on the glasses, boys, or you will go blind. This torch burns at 4,000 degrees Fahrenheit, so let's slice open this can of peaches. Incredible! She's cold as ice! Oh! Gorgeous! Why don't you and the keg get a room? Gentlemen, what we have here is an Area 51 hi-tech aerospace alloy. Weighs next to nothing, disperses heat instantaneously and is resistant to almost any force in man or nature. Is it worth anything? Yeah! Millions! Which is exactly why I want you two to take this and get the hell out of my shop. Personally I don't feel like dying right now and this is exactly the kind of shit people get killed over. Thanks. We can stash the van here until we find out what's what. Whose garage is this? This guy I know. Doesn't matter. Nah, this ain't no guy garage. There ain't a power tool in here. Let's go. Hank, this box up here got your name on it. This wouldn't be your girlfriend's house, would it? Do me a favour - stay out of my business. Oh, well, looky, looky, looky! Look like somebody got dissed, huh? Alright, let me guess. Er,... your girl left because you beat the shit out of her. No, ironically, she left me because I was convicted of beating the shit out of somebody else. Oh,... moi? Man, go dead with that, man! Look, Hank, I'm just saying I understand what your attitude is all about. Hanky ain't getting no loving. I'd be happy to go in there and straighten this mess out for you. I think you've done enough. Nah, serious, I want to do it, man. Earl Montgomery is a love maker, not a love taker. Wait a second, you're telling me you'd go in there and tell Denise that I never harassed you and that I went to jail for no reason? Absolutely! But you and I both know you got exactly what you deserved. Denise! Hope they don't think we breaking in. She's not home. Oh, hi. Damn! Denise got one fine looking man. Excuse me? Earl,... that is Denise. Hey. What do you want, Hank? I really want to talk. Oh! You wanna talk? Yeah. Or lie? There's a difference. I've always been honest with you. You just forgot to tell me you were beating up black men on your lunch hour! Snap! She's witty. She's definitely got the upper hand. Could you be quiet for a minute? Thanks. I told you - I know, the bumblebee did it! Yeah. You lied to me, Henry. Lies, lies... Lies just compound lies. But you saying the same thing. Do your thing. I didn't beat anybody and I can prove it. This is the man that I was accused of assaulting. OK, Earl... Hi. ..you got something you want to say? Oh, y-yeah. She's black. You never told me she was black. Did I or did I not assault you? Oh, he beat the hell out of me, man. What?! Look, I'm not gonna lie to this sister. You son of a bitch! I'm not gonna take this! Get off him! Get out! Get out! Just get out! Henry, get out! You, too, get out! But - Get! I think the violence might kick off out there. Get out! Listen, man, why you all shirty at me, man? Hank, kill that noise, man. Listen, it's not my fault, OK? You told me she was white. I did not. You didn't tell me she was black. That's the same thing. What difference does it make? A big difference. If I'd lied and told her you didn't beat me up I'd be condoning inter-racial relationships which I do not. That's it. If you're not out of my face in three seconds - Whoa! You don't wanna be threatening your partner. I am not your partner! I had a partner! I wouldda taken a bullet for him! You I'm having a hard time not shooting! Now, hold on! That's it. If you try to leave I'm gonna put you under citizen's arrest, and we both know you are in direct violation of a restraining order. You have something in your teeth. Where? Now you can tell people I hit you. Hi. '78 Plymouth, tan. Can I have your driver's license? Yeah. Are you kidding me? I got something in my teeth? I'll tell you what it was, trust, and now it's gone. Earl, what do I have to do, huh? I came here to give back Earl Jr. I don't go nowhere without my baby, so you get your jalopy and we go our separate ways. That's my car. Do you think I could just have the keys? We're locating your paperwork. Looky, looky, looky! What do we have here? How you doing, Miss Darling. I'm fine. Oh, yes you are. You got a pair of handcuffs I can borrow? You hitting on her? Er,... yeah. Wasn't all that crap, about inter-racial couples? Oh. I am firmly and belligerently... ..against any inter-racial coupling when the man is white. Darling, can I interest you in a stick of gum? You know, they say five out of five dinners recommend this shit. Thanks. Get your stuff... ..out of my car and get the hell outta here! Miss Darling, what do I have to do to get my car outta here? Would you please just be patient? (Be patient!) Freeze! On the ground, now! (My God!) (SIREN WAILS) Yeah, yeah, yeah, I gave up! Yeah, yeah, yeah! No, don't give up, get in. Hank, wait! Know what I'm doing? Stealing a police car. Saving your ass yet again, despite the fact that you struck me yet again. OK, sorry and thank you. Oh, God! Apology accepted. OK, we're even. Go, go, go! Don't hit me damn more. Go, go! Whoa! Car! God! Forklift. Forklift, my side. Forklift! You got it. Watch out. Watch out! Dead end. Dead end! (YELPS) I see it. (SIREN GURGLES) Come to think of it, you hit me and I didn't kill you?! I'm letting you live, saving your ass - oh, I'm going straight to hell. Fence! Chill, Hank, I'm blessed. What did you do this time, Hank? I dunno. I can find out. You know, for a cop you sure get in a hell of a lot of trouble. Yeah, yeah. Turn. Turn, turn, turn! Hey, chopper, turn here. Turn! (HORN BLARES) Always loved the car wash, man. White, foamy water over you, brushes waving in the breeze... When you're a kid in the ghetto that's like going to Hawaii. They've got an APB out on both of us. What the hell did I do? We're wanted for the shootout on the Vincent Thomas Bridge. That's fair. It doesn't make any sense. How do the cops know we were on the bridge? The only people who could've ID'd us were on the truck and they're not gonna call it in. Maybe someone on the inside put out an APB to locate us. Dirty cops. What you doing? Running the numbers on the van. (COMPUTER BEEPS) No, the plates are phoney. Damn it! Check the van. What? I thought they were all scratched off. Not underneath. I pulled it when I was wiring the van. (RADIO) "All units, stolen police vehicle." Bingo - address. "Carwash at Venice and Crenshaw." They tracked us. Ditch the car. (FANS WHIR) We need a car. Yeah, yeah. Hey! Hey! (HORN BLARES) Could you pull over, here? (HORN BLARES) God! Use the badge. What? Use the badge! Yeah. Stop! National security! I'm commandeering this vehicle. Let me see that badge. Step out of the car! Don't raise your voice at me! Get out of the damned car! Didn't your momma teach you any manners? At least you could ask me nicely! You call this commandeering a car? Do you wanna shut the hell up? Don't be using that language in my car. Sorry. Now, I got no problem giving you boys a ride but I don't take kindly to being told to get outta my car. No, sir, I surely do not. Warrant. A warrant. Look, they must've had a warrant to raid the warehouse. The dirty cop had to have access to it to send his boys in first. The same thing must've happened at the storage place. Who's the link? The APBs go through Watch Commander. Washington? Ain't that how it always is? What? You have absolutely nothing to go on and you blaming the black man? I'm just throwing names out! I'll tell you how to find a dirty cop - pick up the phone and call the police station. Don't really matter who answers. (GIGGLES) What you gonna say? (BOTH) Thank you. OK, you boys behave now. No question. Take care. Think I should've gotten her number? Definitely, she's very nice. I thought so. Is this the place? Stay cool. Can you pick this? What? "Just because I'm a black man?!" "Alright, what?!" You were doing good, but why you start this? All black people don't do that. Just let it flow - Can you pick the lock or not? Not without my tools. Hey. Hey, come on. This is great - a real stakeout! My whole life, man. I wanted to be a cop ever since I was a kid watching Quincy on TV. Quincy was a medical examiner. Oh, I guess in the projects we didn't get real good reception. (SIGHS) Hey, man, this is boring. How long we been here? Coming up on 12 minutes. Well, where the hell are these people? Earl, this is a stakeout - we could be sitting here for hours. No wonder cops are so fat. Ah, shit. Hey, Hank, what ever happened to Charlie? If you don't mind I'd just rather not... talk about it. You sure? Yeah. They shot him right in front of me, man. I couldn't do a damned thing about it. (SIGHS) I'm sorry to hear that, man. Who did it? The guys we're looking for. So that's why this is personal? Let me get this straight - your partner got killed, you lost your job, you got thrown in jail, your girlfriend walked and now you're a security guard making $182 a week? You know what you are, Hank? You're a black man. That's it. You gotta think about it though, right? I'm glad to see you laugh, man! Now how long have we been here? Oh, come on! Coming up off 13 minutes. I got to get something to eat, man. (WHISTLES) (Earl!) (Hey!) (Earl!) (What are you doing?) No, Earl. (Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!) (Earl, hey! Earl!) (God... ..damn it!) (PHONE RINGS) (ANSWER MACHINE BEEPS) "Call back." "They were spotted at the police impound yard." (DISTANT VOICES APPROACH) Pain in the ass! (HORN BLARES) Aargh! Are you OK? Hell, no, I ain't, I've been shot! (Shit!) It's him! How do you know? Tattoo! (GUN CLICKS) Son of a bitch! Partner. Go get him. Hank. Yeah? You get him? No. Come on. I ain't gonna make it, Hank. I'm cold, man. I'm cold all over. I'm starting to see white light. Oh, damn,... ..even the light is white! Come on. You got hit in the leg, Sally. Let's go. Don't bounce. Don't bounce! You gotta help me. You're bouncing! The other leg. (KNOCKING) 'Denise!' 'Denise, it's Hank.' I thought I told you. I got shot. You shot him now? No! What happened? It's a long story but trust us, we didn't do anything illegal. So take him to hospital. We can't cos the cops are looking for us. What?! It's complicated! I understand you're a nurse, right? I'm bleeding out here - y'all could bicker later. Please. Agh! Alright! Agh! Hank! Take off your pants. Huh? Take off your pants. Agh! You're not wearing any underwear. I don't like to wear draws, OK? It makes me feel constricted. So does dying, now hurry up, Hank! Come on! I'll get a towel. Better make it a beach towel. It's not that big. It ain't small. Thank you, Denise, that was very sweet of you. I'm gonna need you to put pressure on the wound. Right. OK, bend over the chair and hike up the towel. What?! I'm not like that, man! Do it! Oh! Just say that. I thought you was trying to get a free ass shot. Denise, come on. Let's have truth. Earl, there's no bullet in you. It bent through the bone and out the other side? It barely touched you. It's a scratch. Denise, think am gonna need stitches? Yes. (WHIMPERS) There, it's just... Oh! Whoa! You know what? What? I'll let it heal naturally. Yeah, that's right. (BUZZING) Oh ,no! No, no, calm down. Bumble bee! Don't move! Don't move! (SOBS) Oh, man! Ow! Is it safe? Not for you, it ain't. I can't believe your girl can go off like that. She hits harder than you. Yeah. This is it. Marina Yacht Club. This is where the call came from. How we gonna get in? (STEEL DRUMS PLAY) Split up. Oh, that looks interesting. What is it? I don't know, but it smells like ass. Do you recognise anyone? It's so damned white in here my pupils haven't adjusted yet. Hey, look! That's him. Son of a bitch! What do you know? Mr White Guy... Sad day in Caucasian history. (ENGINE RUMBLES) Where the hell the two of you been? Jimmy Buffett's in town. Come on. You've got five minutes - it'd better be good. Could I get a chip? No. You've got a leak and we know who it is. Now can I get a chip? No. It's McDuff. I assume you have some proof? Yeah. We've been tracking the knuckleheads who hit my warehouse. The same guys who killed Charlie - Led us to McDuff. That's interesting. Do you have any evidence? No. But we got what he wants. What's that? Goods from the CIA heist. You've got the CIA goods? Wait a minute. He's really CIA? Crupps International Aerospace. What CIA did you think I was talking about? Would you tell him, please? A year ago over $7 million in niobium-coated atomic alloy was stolen out of Crupps. They had to smuggle it out of the country, melt it and re-cast it as beer kegs. Feds tipped us off, our leak beat us to the punch. That's right. McDuff - offer to sell him back the stuff, he'll buy it. If he's dirty. Oh, he's dirty. Hey, give the man a chip. I appreciate you trying to get me a chip but thinking I was talking about the actual CIA? Yeah, I dunno what I was thinking. Hey, McDuff, it's your buddies, Hank and Earl. Wassup, dog? We got something you want. "I don't know what you're talking about." We're talking beer keg, biatch! "You two are wanted felons." Frank, save it, we know you're dirty. "Listen to me." No, you listen to me. I don't know who you're selling to, I don't care. All we want is a piece of the pie, say a million dollars' worth. We're talking six zeros, chump. "So what's your plan?" Meet us tomorrow morning, 7am - the old fort on Lunar Point. How'd you find this place? I did a couple of nights security watching some construction equipment. It's perfect for us though. How many boys Washington got? Er,... I dunno. Er,... let's see. Er,... I see five or so. Ssh! I'm starting to feel all tingly and shit. Yeah. I thought I shot you once already. Tough little monkey, aren't you? You and the monkey jokes, huh? Didn't your momma teach you manners when you were humping her? You bring the metal, Hank? Bring the money, Frank? We'll see about that when I see the kegs. Let's forget about the money, we already got what we came for. (WHISTLES) I don't think you'll find them as helpful as you thought they'd be. You see, my men aren't actually members of the LA SWAT team. Where's Washington? Excellent question. Shit. Oh, man! The brother's in on it? He must've grew up in a white neighbourhood. A gun. Scratch that. He's a real brother - getting messed over just like the rest of us. Guns, gentlemen. Look, I... No. Look... Sorry, no... No! Look, look! No, no, no! Go! Washington, get over here! Get in, get in, get in! I know a way out. There's a tunnel at the other end. What the hell happened? I dunno. They grabbed me after we talked. Turn right! Get to the other end! Come on! The tunnel - let's go! Go, go! Hank, come on! Where's Hank? I don't know. Hank! Hank! Shit! I gotta go find him. OK, go ahead. My foot's busted up. You gonna be OK? I'll be fine. Go. Damn it! EARL! NO! Busted! Son of a bitch. Yeah! (HORN BLARES) Hey, Nash! Catch! YEAH! Who's the monkey now, monkey? YEAH! Oh, shit. Hank! Hang on! Sorry! Hank! Hang on! Go, go, go, go, go! Whoa! Yes! Yeah! You the man! No, you are in demand! You the man! OK, I am the man! (BOTH SCREAM) Six months ago these men were locked in a conflict that shook our city. Today they stand together as heroes. Thank you for your bravery and selflessness. Hank, welcome back to the force. Thanks. Earl,... welcome to the LAPD. You serious? Oh! Congratulations, Earl. Yeah, thank... Oh! Woo! Woo! Woo-oo-oo-oo! Wooooooo! Earl! That's enough. Woooo! Hey, check it out, ten o'clock. Pull over. Excuse me. You wanna step away from the vehicle, please? Hank, please man, let me show you how this type of situation is properly handled. Excuse me, Mr Civilian Who Has Rights, did you lock your keys in your vehicle? I do it all the time. They're there, on the visor. Yeah. Right there, in the visor. (LAUGHS) For my partner's peace of mind would you please tell us the numbers on your license plate? Sure. 2CQN654. Is he right? Yeah. Allow me to assist you instead of beating you senseless like some cops would. Thank you, Officer. You're very welcome. You have a good day, alright? Thanks. Not everyone's a criminal - My car! Wait, that's my car! Course it's always good to have a backup plan. (TYRES SCREECH / HORNS BLARE) I give up! Ma'am, you may reprocure your vehicle. You idiot! (SIGHS) What the problem is? # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # Got off a fifth of Fayo and apple juice # Throw up a deuce Keep my hat banged to the left # And ain't scared to act a fool # So what you gone do? You better not speak unless spoken to # Cos I bust that shit'it Dump that Philly # I could back dro wit a lacwit a yak, gettin drunk off in it # Through the Chi like north, north, south, south # They're working their mouths in the east, east, west, west # Put a slug in ya chest cos I'm hood, hood, gutter, gutter # Shauna got juice like a mutha Hood of the hustlas and bloodsuckas # Back in the bricks wit that good # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # Fep, in the spot, buyin yak wit my balla camp # All them holla'n bout is (Where them dollas at?) # Yeeah, I got them O's, I got Air phones # And yeeah, I got white phones Got black phones # So get on the grind Get on some lime # Get on mine Let ya mind take course # Got dip in the ride Switchin the tires # Whippin the fire 85 Chevy Sport See if you got 16's # I will make that pliz'ay And I'm dressed like a dope boy # Throwin up them triz'eys # East side, whole Masterfield rainbow Flight soles # Kinda roll where them thangs blow Good wood, not wastin that payroll # Five trapped My size got air rep that # We ride and I bet that car is a gutless, pistol is a must # Let a (BEEPS) know that his head I will bust quick # Some slum (BEEPS) know what I'm talkin bout # Lil rob fillin (BEEPS) in the parkin lot # Gimme head while I'm bustin that two track # It was trill, hit the fence never looked back # Big thug hit clubs in the fifth book # Dollar Boy let em know how to rip folk # If a bitch broke Gotta let her slide, though # 2-0 represent East side # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # Yeah, some things don't change # Work see PG rode to my grave # All the boys get paid All the blind get trapped # My side's so strong one shout at me rise # Shout is, (Awful high, oft and wide) # You were all talking dog # Up in apartments puffing up (BEEPS) # They bored of disturbing tha peace Southside rocking my hood... # # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # North, north, south, south, east, east, west, west # (SCRATCHING) Just get on down # Just get on down # Just get on down # Just get on down # Just get on down # Just get on down # Just get on down # Just get on down # IMS Subtitles www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. 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