Acapulco H.E.A.T. (1998–…): Season 1, Episode 22 - Code Name: Juice - full transcript
Tonight on
"Acapulco H.E.A.T"...
- There's a river juice.
- What'cha been snooping
around here for.
- Steroids.
- I don't care
what you did to Reinoso.
- I fight dirty
- Blood will have to flow
before I consider running.
- What? He's dead.
What can he say?
- Trying to get
my genetics a boost,
same as you, juice head.
- You want to get bigger,
don't you?
♪ Oh, can you feel it?
♪ Burning inside
♪ Yeah
♪ Sweat slipping down my spine
♪ Making it hazy
♪ Making me crazy
♪ Deep in the darkest night
♪ I feel the motion
♪ Keep all my love alive
♪ Come to the ocean
♪ Out on the street
♪ I feel the heat
- Why's Tommy doing this?
- To raise money for
the anti-drug charity.
Okay, get him, Tommy.
Come on, Tommy, go!
Come on, let's go!
- I, uh... I knew him
from the gym.
I mean, he wasn't like a friend,
but, uh, seemed like a good guy.
Did, uh... did he have a wife
or kids?
Man, he sure...
He sure worked hard.
I mean, he's in the gym
almost every...
- Tommy, everybody knows
you didn't mean to actually...
- Nobody knows unless they been
in one of these, you know?
I mean, you do want
to kill the other guy.
Or you think you do.
- Hey, Tommy!
Yeah.
Guess now is a bad time, huh?
- The worst.
- Well, I got something
that'll cheer you up.
$800.
All right, so it's not
that much.
But there's plenty more
on the way.
- What are you talking about?
- Hey, you got a rep now.
Your next fight ain't
gonna be on some beach.
It'll be right in whole arena.
And just look at who
I have to face you.
Bolden!
- I ain't afraid of your rep.
I don't care what you did
to Reinoso.
- Ain't afraid, huh?
Well, you know what?
Maybe you should be.
'Cause the same thing
that happened to him
just might happen to you.
Only difference is
it won't be me doing it.
I'm through with this, man.
Ha! And then ran
from me just like that.
Couldn't believe it.
Must've been them three women
he was with.
Got himself a case
of estrogen poisoning.
- That's funny.
But aren't you forgetting
about something?
- What?
- Reinoso.
- He's dead.
What can he say?
- It's not his mouth
that I'm concerned about.
I've never seen
so little subcutaneous fat.
Well, what do you know?
Looks like the beauty
is only skin deep.
His coronary arteries
is completely blocked.
Given his age, something
doesn't make sense here.
We're gonna have
to run some tests...
I'm drawing blood
for testing now.
I have suspicions about this
fellow that I hope are wrong.
But I have a feeling
I already know the result.
We got to do something.
Sorry, but resurrections
are a little out of my league.
- Joanna, these things happen.
Now, Tommy's gonna
have to live with it.
- But I don't think
he can live with it.
Didn't you see
the look in his eyes?
- Yes, I saw it.
But I've known him
longer than you.
And if anyone can deal with it,
it's Tommy.
- What if Reinoso was murdered?
- Okay, that's it.
- No, listen!
Maybe... maybe somebody
was betting on the match and...
- And they poisoned Reinoso
so they could win the bet.
- Yes, exactly.
- Why would they go to
the trouble of killing him
when all they had to do
was pay him to take a dive?
- All right, then what if...
What if Reinoso was having
an affair with a married woman
and then her husband
just comes in...
- Joanna, enough.
- Where we going?
- We're gonna take care
of all these speculations
once and for all.
I still say this whole sport
is "no sport", it's crazy.
- It's Tommy's choice,
not yours.
- I mean, look at this ape.
He doesn't even feel
Tommy's punches.
- And he's bigger than Tommy,
a lot bigger.
- Well, I've been there
when Tommy's hit someone,
and believe me,
bigger or not, they feel it.
Oh, I hate seeing
Tommy get hurt.
He got up.
He never learned to stay down.
- Oh! Tommy got him back
that time.
- Yeah, he caught
Reinoso off balance.
But this guy still doesn't
seem to be feeling anything.
- Reinoso still has strength
and a good reaction time,
I doubt if he was drugged.
- Well, there are drugs
and there are drugs.
I mean, you don't have
to be staggering around,
reciting poetry to be stoned.
Look at Reinoso,
he's like an animal.
- I've been to
these matches before.
I mean, the guys that fight
are athletes.
They exhibit good sportsmanship.
But this is different.
I mean, this has an edge.
This is more like
a ceremony to an execution
than a fair fight.
- You think Tommy
really meant to kill him?
- Oh, absolutely not.
I'm saying the opposite.
I think Reinoso was there
to kill Tommy.
Why? They hardly
knew each other.
- I know, but there's got
to be more to it
than a hit to a head
killing someone.
- No, there doesn't.
I had an uncle
who got hit in the head
and was almost dead for a week.
- What do you mean
"almost dead"?
- You know, unconscious.
In a coma.
- But he woke up, right?
- Kind of.
- Kind of, like he was
never the same?
He was affected,
a little slow witted?
- No, actually he became
a lot smarter, quicker.
- Is that one of
your family stories?
- No, it's true.
When he snapped out of the fog,
he can sign his name
with either hand
and play the harmonica.
- You're doing it again, Joanna.
- I'm not lying.
He even stopped chewing tobacco
and spitting into a foam cup.
- You don't have
to describe it exactly.
- Well, you know how
it would've been
with the tobacco juice
and the harmonica
at the same time.
- Joanna, enough please.
- I just want to help.
- You know, you did.
You've convinced me that there's
only one place to go
where we can get
some answers that count.
- Where's that?
Do we have to go in?
- You're dead right we do.
- I know you don't want to think
that Tommy killed that man,
but it doesn't do any good
to avoid the truth.
Let's go.
- Are these all coroners?
Which one?
Do you smell something?
- Barbecue?
- No, I mean like smoke.
- Don't!
- Help!
- Someone press the door.
- Get us out of here!
Open it!
Help!
- Now, do you believe me?
Somebody's trying
to hide something.
- All right, I agree.
- I wonder if our hero
knows anything about this.
- I want to find out who he is.
I didn't have a chance
to thank you.
- Sure, glad I helped.
- I'm Nicole Bernard.
- Pleased to meet you.
- And you are?
- A friend.
- That old Gaelic charm.
Irresistible.
- D.E.A?
- Drug Enforcement Agency.
These days we're like
the little boy that cried wolf.
You know, in the '60s we told
everybody that a few puffs
of marijuana would
lead straight to the needle.
Now, no one believes us when
we say that steroids can kill.
- So you're saying
that this Reinoso OD'd.
- More of a long-term thing.
Anabolics can cause a build up
of plaque in the arteries.
No blood to the heart,
you can have a heart attack.
- And that's what happened
to Reinoso?
- Well, it's a best guess
based on what the coroner saw
before the fire.
- But there is no proof.
- No, there isn't.
I sure like to meet with that
big guy you said you ran into.
- So would we.
- Looks like
we're at a dead end.
- I'm just getting started.
We need to find a lead
as to the source of the juice.
- Tommy!
- Not now.
- It's important.
We want you to meet someone
who may know something
about Reinoso.
- Look, I told you...
- He's with the D.E.A.
- Keith McHenry,
International Office.
- What are you doing down here?
- My job.
There's a river of juice
flowing north from here
and I want the source.
- Steroids.
You're saying that's
what killed Reinoso?
- Educated guess.
Whenever somebody young
and muscular dies suddenly,
we get suspicious.
I was hoping the coroner
would confirm, but...
- Don't you get it, Tommy?
You didn't kill Reinoso.
- Yeah, well, then why don't
I feel any better?
- Hey, Tommy.
Sometimes it's not about you,
it's about other people.
People you may never even meet.
You know, like kids who start
shooting up juice
because they're afraid
they won't make
their high school football team.
- I don't need
the lecture, okay?
I know all the horror stories.
That's why I never
took the juice.
- Well, that's good for you,
but what about all the others?
If you want to feel better,
you help me.
Well, help them.
It's called climbing the ladder.
You start with the small fish
and hope they lead you
to the big ones.
- Cat?
Sure, go to dinner.
It's not much
going on here either.
Goodbye.
- So what about you?
You hungry?
- Psh, always.
Uh, but what if Tommy
and Nicole need me?
- We'll be right here.
- Dessert too?
What's taking so long?
I ran out of oil.
- There's more in the cabinet.
- Well, what do you think?
- Hey, what happened
to your quads?
You know I like big legs.
- You know, I spent half my life
on the squat machine.
- Come here, baby.
Look, you can exercise
all you want.
But you're not gonna get
where you have to be
unless you take that extra step.
- I know, but I don't have
the money.
Maybe you could...
- Look, baby...
I mean, I think you're great.
But I'm in a business,
not a charity.
- Come on, I'm always
looking out for you.
And you know
I keep my mouth shut.
- Well, that you do.
- But I keep my eyes open.
And I see things.
- What things?
- Like this guy at the gym.
He's telling everybody
he wants to buy juice.
- So you want
to middle it, right?
- No. There's something wrong.
He just doesn't look
like the type.
- Intuition.
- Hmm.
- Ah.
Bring me that.
Well, I guess, you earned it.
- And after I left the army
I drifted a little:
Asia, Europe.
Then I applied to the D.E.A.
What about you?
How did you get here?
- Hmm?
Long story.
- I got time.
- Hello.
Hi, Tommy.
Okay, I'll talk to you later.
- Is everything okay?
- Oh, he's fine.
I kinda wish I was out there
with him though.
- Don't want to offend him.
- Oh, no. I mean...
I never get to do
the really exciting things.
- It's a matter of experience.
The others have a lot more of it
than you do, don't they?
- Yeah, but...
- There's another reason
why you're here.
- What's that?
- I requested it.
- Excuse me.
Hello. Nicole?
How's everything going?
Yeah, sure.
- Come on, one more.
One more.
Hit the wall, huh?
- Yeah. Loud crash.
- 10, 12 egg whites a day,
protein powders,
maybe some amino acids,
am I right?
- Yeah, close enough.
- You might as well
be eating nachos.
- Well, what do I do?
- You want to get bigger,
don't you?
- Who doesn't?
- Then step right this way.
- Hola.
- Hola.
- Nice babe.
- Shut up, I love her.
Manufactured
this stuff yourself?
- Nah, I'm just a little cog
in a big machine.
- Yeah, how big?
- Bigger than both of us.
- Well, well,
look who we've got.
What'cha been
snooping around here for,
hmm, killer?
- Just trying to get
my genetics a boost,
same as you, juice head.
- Uh-huh.
So you've been talking to
too many people,
asking too many questions.
You've been working
for the cops.
Or maybe another dealer.
- Or maybe the same as yours.
What, uh, did you
say his name was again?
- Oh, funny.
- Well then, make me serious.
Come on, I thought you said
that you weren't afraid of me.
- Cruz!
Ferrero! Sanchez!
- I see your brought your pets
with you.
But there is something
I want to warn you about.
- What's that?
- Well, I fight dirty.
- No! No!
Stay tuned,
the H.E.A.T. team
will be right back.
- You can't keep me here.
You want to call the cops?
Here, be my guest.
- We don't need
to bring them into this.
- You feel like leaving?
All you have to do is tell us
where Bolden is.
- I don't know,
he moves around a lot.
- Is he the one that hired you?
- It wasn't.
Somebody else?
Somebody higher up?
- Who?
Who was it?
- Get this bimbo out of my face.
- Bimbo?!
I ought...
- Please, please.
I know who can handle this.
- The guy you want
has a place just south of here.
- So what should we do?
- You sound like you're afraid.
- I'm not afraid.
It's just that...
- Hey.
Let me tell you something,
my friend.
I'm a fighter...
just like you.
And blood will have to flow
before I consider running.
- Couldn't get any backup,
so it's just gonna be us.
Any questions?
- I've got a question.
What do I do?
- Joanna, this could
be dangerous.
- And we've had...
- Experience,
this is all I ever hear.
But how do I ever get any?
- Don't blame your friends,
blame me.
- This was your idea.
Oh, well, now I know what
you think I'm good for.
- Joanna, it's not like that.
I don't want to lose
anybody else.
- What are you talking about?
I lost somebody once.
Somebody really special.
I don't want to go into now,
but if you want to quit
then go ahead.
If you never want
to speak to me again,
then I can handle that.
But what I couldn't handle
is if something happened to you.
- All right.
I say we go through with it
as planned.
- Preparative, yes?
- A few thousand
dollars worth, tops.
- What is it?
- Sesame seed oil.
They use it as a base
for the steroids
disguised as
a substance for food.
Excuse me.
Coming from up there.
I'll keep him busy.
- The cops didn't
take Fernandez.
It's got to be him
and one them cronies.
- Too bad,
he was a good employee, huh?
- Maybe we should've warned him.
- Well, he wasn't that good.
- Mr. Villalobos,
remember when you said
that blood would
have to start flowing
before we consider running?
- Yes, I remember.
- Well...
there is your blood.
He was only a subcontractor?
We're back at square one then.
Are you sure you're okay?
All right,
I'll see you later then.
Can I help you?
- Mind if I try these on?
- Right over there.
Thank you, come again.
How's the fit?
- It's just an inch or two off.
- Well, if you buy it now,
it'll be incentive
to lose some weight.
- Who said anything about
losing weight?
We're on a climb.
- Ow!
The H.E.A.T. team
will be back in a moment.
- Joanna? Joanna!
- I'll call Tommy.
What is it?
- "If you want your friend back,
don't do anything
for the next 48 hours."
- Nothing. Not even lent.
- Do you have a portable
low-frequency scanner?
- Why?
- I fitted a transmitter to
Joanna last night in her shoe.
Now do you have one?
- Yeah, right here.
- Well, this, uh...
Well, it's all working out
pretty good for you, isn't it?
- What do you mean?
- I mean, you're gonna get
your bust after all.
I mean, sure Joanna's
life at stake,
but what's that compared
to the promotion you...
- Listen, I don't like...
- Hey, listen to me!
You set this whole thing up.
The tracer, leaving her alone.
You wanted this to happen.
- We can settle this with later.
- If there's anything left,
I want it.
Let's go get Joanna.
- Did it hurt?
Pain's important, without it
there wouldn't be any pleasure.
Can you go a little faster?
Is that thing working?
I'm trying.
Hey, I know this area.
How far do we got to go?
I don't know yet.
Hey, don't touch that.
Too many places around.
Are we getting near?
Yeah, I think so.
It's got to be right up
around here somewhere.
Some activity
coming from over there.
Are you sure?
- It looks like
they're packing up.
- Get the right place this time?
- Yeah.
No, can't you smell it?
- Alcohol.
- They use it to sterilize
the bottles.
There's too much of it
in the air.
A blast might set it off.
- We can't use these.
Just throw the pebble.
- Remember, Joanna comes first.
- Yeah, sure.
- You still want to fight dirty?
- Go!
- What... what did you
do that for?
- He was trying to kill you.
- Yeah, but... Pfft.
Now I'll never know
if I could've taken him.
- Well, at least you know
how much we'd hate to lose you.
- Well, that I already knew.
- Don't.
It's evidence.
- You got plenty of it here.
More than you need
for a dozen trials.
- Just orders.
- Whose orders exactly?
- You know, Uncle Sam.
- Your Uncle Sam needs
evidence against a dead man?
When you showed up
at the coroner's office
it was like a godsend.
You could prove that Tommy did
not kill that man in the ring.
- But we let gratitude stop us
from doing we should've done
right from the start.
Calling to have you checked out.
- What are you two saying?
He's not D.E.A.
And there's no way we're gonna
let him take this stuff.
- What are you talking about?
Of course, he's D.E.A.
I'll call right now.
- I wouldn't do that.
He's probably a dealer himself.
- Keith?
- Step out, shall we?
- All that stuff about...
the people we didn't know
who were suffering
and that someone
special that died?
- Beware the self-righteous.
- No, I have a better idea.
- Go! Go! Go!
Get out, go!
Well, I hope you like
your juice warm.
Stay tuned for more
"Acapulco H.E.A.T."
- And I really thought
he cared about me.
Sometimes I think
they're all pigs.
- Ha! Only most of them.
But it's the ones
that try to hide it
that you got to worry about
the most.
- Amen to that.
- Oh, I'm sorry you had
bad luck, Joanna.
But not everyone else has, look.
"Acapulco H.E.A.T"...
- There's a river juice.
- What'cha been snooping
around here for.
- Steroids.
- I don't care
what you did to Reinoso.
- I fight dirty
- Blood will have to flow
before I consider running.
- What? He's dead.
What can he say?
- Trying to get
my genetics a boost,
same as you, juice head.
- You want to get bigger,
don't you?
♪ Oh, can you feel it?
♪ Burning inside
♪ Yeah
♪ Sweat slipping down my spine
♪ Making it hazy
♪ Making me crazy
♪ Deep in the darkest night
♪ I feel the motion
♪ Keep all my love alive
♪ Come to the ocean
♪ Out on the street
♪ I feel the heat
- Why's Tommy doing this?
- To raise money for
the anti-drug charity.
Okay, get him, Tommy.
Come on, Tommy, go!
Come on, let's go!
- I, uh... I knew him
from the gym.
I mean, he wasn't like a friend,
but, uh, seemed like a good guy.
Did, uh... did he have a wife
or kids?
Man, he sure...
He sure worked hard.
I mean, he's in the gym
almost every...
- Tommy, everybody knows
you didn't mean to actually...
- Nobody knows unless they been
in one of these, you know?
I mean, you do want
to kill the other guy.
Or you think you do.
- Hey, Tommy!
Yeah.
Guess now is a bad time, huh?
- The worst.
- Well, I got something
that'll cheer you up.
$800.
All right, so it's not
that much.
But there's plenty more
on the way.
- What are you talking about?
- Hey, you got a rep now.
Your next fight ain't
gonna be on some beach.
It'll be right in whole arena.
And just look at who
I have to face you.
Bolden!
- I ain't afraid of your rep.
I don't care what you did
to Reinoso.
- Ain't afraid, huh?
Well, you know what?
Maybe you should be.
'Cause the same thing
that happened to him
just might happen to you.
Only difference is
it won't be me doing it.
I'm through with this, man.
Ha! And then ran
from me just like that.
Couldn't believe it.
Must've been them three women
he was with.
Got himself a case
of estrogen poisoning.
- That's funny.
But aren't you forgetting
about something?
- What?
- Reinoso.
- He's dead.
What can he say?
- It's not his mouth
that I'm concerned about.
I've never seen
so little subcutaneous fat.
Well, what do you know?
Looks like the beauty
is only skin deep.
His coronary arteries
is completely blocked.
Given his age, something
doesn't make sense here.
We're gonna have
to run some tests...
I'm drawing blood
for testing now.
I have suspicions about this
fellow that I hope are wrong.
But I have a feeling
I already know the result.
We got to do something.
Sorry, but resurrections
are a little out of my league.
- Joanna, these things happen.
Now, Tommy's gonna
have to live with it.
- But I don't think
he can live with it.
Didn't you see
the look in his eyes?
- Yes, I saw it.
But I've known him
longer than you.
And if anyone can deal with it,
it's Tommy.
- What if Reinoso was murdered?
- Okay, that's it.
- No, listen!
Maybe... maybe somebody
was betting on the match and...
- And they poisoned Reinoso
so they could win the bet.
- Yes, exactly.
- Why would they go to
the trouble of killing him
when all they had to do
was pay him to take a dive?
- All right, then what if...
What if Reinoso was having
an affair with a married woman
and then her husband
just comes in...
- Joanna, enough.
- Where we going?
- We're gonna take care
of all these speculations
once and for all.
I still say this whole sport
is "no sport", it's crazy.
- It's Tommy's choice,
not yours.
- I mean, look at this ape.
He doesn't even feel
Tommy's punches.
- And he's bigger than Tommy,
a lot bigger.
- Well, I've been there
when Tommy's hit someone,
and believe me,
bigger or not, they feel it.
Oh, I hate seeing
Tommy get hurt.
He got up.
He never learned to stay down.
- Oh! Tommy got him back
that time.
- Yeah, he caught
Reinoso off balance.
But this guy still doesn't
seem to be feeling anything.
- Reinoso still has strength
and a good reaction time,
I doubt if he was drugged.
- Well, there are drugs
and there are drugs.
I mean, you don't have
to be staggering around,
reciting poetry to be stoned.
Look at Reinoso,
he's like an animal.
- I've been to
these matches before.
I mean, the guys that fight
are athletes.
They exhibit good sportsmanship.
But this is different.
I mean, this has an edge.
This is more like
a ceremony to an execution
than a fair fight.
- You think Tommy
really meant to kill him?
- Oh, absolutely not.
I'm saying the opposite.
I think Reinoso was there
to kill Tommy.
Why? They hardly
knew each other.
- I know, but there's got
to be more to it
than a hit to a head
killing someone.
- No, there doesn't.
I had an uncle
who got hit in the head
and was almost dead for a week.
- What do you mean
"almost dead"?
- You know, unconscious.
In a coma.
- But he woke up, right?
- Kind of.
- Kind of, like he was
never the same?
He was affected,
a little slow witted?
- No, actually he became
a lot smarter, quicker.
- Is that one of
your family stories?
- No, it's true.
When he snapped out of the fog,
he can sign his name
with either hand
and play the harmonica.
- You're doing it again, Joanna.
- I'm not lying.
He even stopped chewing tobacco
and spitting into a foam cup.
- You don't have
to describe it exactly.
- Well, you know how
it would've been
with the tobacco juice
and the harmonica
at the same time.
- Joanna, enough please.
- I just want to help.
- You know, you did.
You've convinced me that there's
only one place to go
where we can get
some answers that count.
- Where's that?
Do we have to go in?
- You're dead right we do.
- I know you don't want to think
that Tommy killed that man,
but it doesn't do any good
to avoid the truth.
Let's go.
- Are these all coroners?
Which one?
Do you smell something?
- Barbecue?
- No, I mean like smoke.
- Don't!
- Help!
- Someone press the door.
- Get us out of here!
Open it!
Help!
- Now, do you believe me?
Somebody's trying
to hide something.
- All right, I agree.
- I wonder if our hero
knows anything about this.
- I want to find out who he is.
I didn't have a chance
to thank you.
- Sure, glad I helped.
- I'm Nicole Bernard.
- Pleased to meet you.
- And you are?
- A friend.
- That old Gaelic charm.
Irresistible.
- D.E.A?
- Drug Enforcement Agency.
These days we're like
the little boy that cried wolf.
You know, in the '60s we told
everybody that a few puffs
of marijuana would
lead straight to the needle.
Now, no one believes us when
we say that steroids can kill.
- So you're saying
that this Reinoso OD'd.
- More of a long-term thing.
Anabolics can cause a build up
of plaque in the arteries.
No blood to the heart,
you can have a heart attack.
- And that's what happened
to Reinoso?
- Well, it's a best guess
based on what the coroner saw
before the fire.
- But there is no proof.
- No, there isn't.
I sure like to meet with that
big guy you said you ran into.
- So would we.
- Looks like
we're at a dead end.
- I'm just getting started.
We need to find a lead
as to the source of the juice.
- Tommy!
- Not now.
- It's important.
We want you to meet someone
who may know something
about Reinoso.
- Look, I told you...
- He's with the D.E.A.
- Keith McHenry,
International Office.
- What are you doing down here?
- My job.
There's a river of juice
flowing north from here
and I want the source.
- Steroids.
You're saying that's
what killed Reinoso?
- Educated guess.
Whenever somebody young
and muscular dies suddenly,
we get suspicious.
I was hoping the coroner
would confirm, but...
- Don't you get it, Tommy?
You didn't kill Reinoso.
- Yeah, well, then why don't
I feel any better?
- Hey, Tommy.
Sometimes it's not about you,
it's about other people.
People you may never even meet.
You know, like kids who start
shooting up juice
because they're afraid
they won't make
their high school football team.
- I don't need
the lecture, okay?
I know all the horror stories.
That's why I never
took the juice.
- Well, that's good for you,
but what about all the others?
If you want to feel better,
you help me.
Well, help them.
It's called climbing the ladder.
You start with the small fish
and hope they lead you
to the big ones.
- Cat?
Sure, go to dinner.
It's not much
going on here either.
Goodbye.
- So what about you?
You hungry?
- Psh, always.
Uh, but what if Tommy
and Nicole need me?
- We'll be right here.
- Dessert too?
What's taking so long?
I ran out of oil.
- There's more in the cabinet.
- Well, what do you think?
- Hey, what happened
to your quads?
You know I like big legs.
- You know, I spent half my life
on the squat machine.
- Come here, baby.
Look, you can exercise
all you want.
But you're not gonna get
where you have to be
unless you take that extra step.
- I know, but I don't have
the money.
Maybe you could...
- Look, baby...
I mean, I think you're great.
But I'm in a business,
not a charity.
- Come on, I'm always
looking out for you.
And you know
I keep my mouth shut.
- Well, that you do.
- But I keep my eyes open.
And I see things.
- What things?
- Like this guy at the gym.
He's telling everybody
he wants to buy juice.
- So you want
to middle it, right?
- No. There's something wrong.
He just doesn't look
like the type.
- Intuition.
- Hmm.
- Ah.
Bring me that.
Well, I guess, you earned it.
- And after I left the army
I drifted a little:
Asia, Europe.
Then I applied to the D.E.A.
What about you?
How did you get here?
- Hmm?
Long story.
- I got time.
- Hello.
Hi, Tommy.
Okay, I'll talk to you later.
- Is everything okay?
- Oh, he's fine.
I kinda wish I was out there
with him though.
- Don't want to offend him.
- Oh, no. I mean...
I never get to do
the really exciting things.
- It's a matter of experience.
The others have a lot more of it
than you do, don't they?
- Yeah, but...
- There's another reason
why you're here.
- What's that?
- I requested it.
- Excuse me.
Hello. Nicole?
How's everything going?
Yeah, sure.
- Come on, one more.
One more.
Hit the wall, huh?
- Yeah. Loud crash.
- 10, 12 egg whites a day,
protein powders,
maybe some amino acids,
am I right?
- Yeah, close enough.
- You might as well
be eating nachos.
- Well, what do I do?
- You want to get bigger,
don't you?
- Who doesn't?
- Then step right this way.
- Hola.
- Hola.
- Nice babe.
- Shut up, I love her.
Manufactured
this stuff yourself?
- Nah, I'm just a little cog
in a big machine.
- Yeah, how big?
- Bigger than both of us.
- Well, well,
look who we've got.
What'cha been
snooping around here for,
hmm, killer?
- Just trying to get
my genetics a boost,
same as you, juice head.
- Uh-huh.
So you've been talking to
too many people,
asking too many questions.
You've been working
for the cops.
Or maybe another dealer.
- Or maybe the same as yours.
What, uh, did you
say his name was again?
- Oh, funny.
- Well then, make me serious.
Come on, I thought you said
that you weren't afraid of me.
- Cruz!
Ferrero! Sanchez!
- I see your brought your pets
with you.
But there is something
I want to warn you about.
- What's that?
- Well, I fight dirty.
- No! No!
Stay tuned,
the H.E.A.T. team
will be right back.
- You can't keep me here.
You want to call the cops?
Here, be my guest.
- We don't need
to bring them into this.
- You feel like leaving?
All you have to do is tell us
where Bolden is.
- I don't know,
he moves around a lot.
- Is he the one that hired you?
- It wasn't.
Somebody else?
Somebody higher up?
- Who?
Who was it?
- Get this bimbo out of my face.
- Bimbo?!
I ought...
- Please, please.
I know who can handle this.
- The guy you want
has a place just south of here.
- So what should we do?
- You sound like you're afraid.
- I'm not afraid.
It's just that...
- Hey.
Let me tell you something,
my friend.
I'm a fighter...
just like you.
And blood will have to flow
before I consider running.
- Couldn't get any backup,
so it's just gonna be us.
Any questions?
- I've got a question.
What do I do?
- Joanna, this could
be dangerous.
- And we've had...
- Experience,
this is all I ever hear.
But how do I ever get any?
- Don't blame your friends,
blame me.
- This was your idea.
Oh, well, now I know what
you think I'm good for.
- Joanna, it's not like that.
I don't want to lose
anybody else.
- What are you talking about?
I lost somebody once.
Somebody really special.
I don't want to go into now,
but if you want to quit
then go ahead.
If you never want
to speak to me again,
then I can handle that.
But what I couldn't handle
is if something happened to you.
- All right.
I say we go through with it
as planned.
- Preparative, yes?
- A few thousand
dollars worth, tops.
- What is it?
- Sesame seed oil.
They use it as a base
for the steroids
disguised as
a substance for food.
Excuse me.
Coming from up there.
I'll keep him busy.
- The cops didn't
take Fernandez.
It's got to be him
and one them cronies.
- Too bad,
he was a good employee, huh?
- Maybe we should've warned him.
- Well, he wasn't that good.
- Mr. Villalobos,
remember when you said
that blood would
have to start flowing
before we consider running?
- Yes, I remember.
- Well...
there is your blood.
He was only a subcontractor?
We're back at square one then.
Are you sure you're okay?
All right,
I'll see you later then.
Can I help you?
- Mind if I try these on?
- Right over there.
Thank you, come again.
How's the fit?
- It's just an inch or two off.
- Well, if you buy it now,
it'll be incentive
to lose some weight.
- Who said anything about
losing weight?
We're on a climb.
- Ow!
The H.E.A.T. team
will be back in a moment.
- Joanna? Joanna!
- I'll call Tommy.
What is it?
- "If you want your friend back,
don't do anything
for the next 48 hours."
- Nothing. Not even lent.
- Do you have a portable
low-frequency scanner?
- Why?
- I fitted a transmitter to
Joanna last night in her shoe.
Now do you have one?
- Yeah, right here.
- Well, this, uh...
Well, it's all working out
pretty good for you, isn't it?
- What do you mean?
- I mean, you're gonna get
your bust after all.
I mean, sure Joanna's
life at stake,
but what's that compared
to the promotion you...
- Listen, I don't like...
- Hey, listen to me!
You set this whole thing up.
The tracer, leaving her alone.
You wanted this to happen.
- We can settle this with later.
- If there's anything left,
I want it.
Let's go get Joanna.
- Did it hurt?
Pain's important, without it
there wouldn't be any pleasure.
Can you go a little faster?
Is that thing working?
I'm trying.
Hey, I know this area.
How far do we got to go?
I don't know yet.
Hey, don't touch that.
Too many places around.
Are we getting near?
Yeah, I think so.
It's got to be right up
around here somewhere.
Some activity
coming from over there.
Are you sure?
- It looks like
they're packing up.
- Get the right place this time?
- Yeah.
No, can't you smell it?
- Alcohol.
- They use it to sterilize
the bottles.
There's too much of it
in the air.
A blast might set it off.
- We can't use these.
Just throw the pebble.
- Remember, Joanna comes first.
- Yeah, sure.
- You still want to fight dirty?
- Go!
- What... what did you
do that for?
- He was trying to kill you.
- Yeah, but... Pfft.
Now I'll never know
if I could've taken him.
- Well, at least you know
how much we'd hate to lose you.
- Well, that I already knew.
- Don't.
It's evidence.
- You got plenty of it here.
More than you need
for a dozen trials.
- Just orders.
- Whose orders exactly?
- You know, Uncle Sam.
- Your Uncle Sam needs
evidence against a dead man?
When you showed up
at the coroner's office
it was like a godsend.
You could prove that Tommy did
not kill that man in the ring.
- But we let gratitude stop us
from doing we should've done
right from the start.
Calling to have you checked out.
- What are you two saying?
He's not D.E.A.
And there's no way we're gonna
let him take this stuff.
- What are you talking about?
Of course, he's D.E.A.
I'll call right now.
- I wouldn't do that.
He's probably a dealer himself.
- Keith?
- Step out, shall we?
- All that stuff about...
the people we didn't know
who were suffering
and that someone
special that died?
- Beware the self-righteous.
- No, I have a better idea.
- Go! Go! Go!
Get out, go!
Well, I hope you like
your juice warm.
Stay tuned for more
"Acapulco H.E.A.T."
- And I really thought
he cared about me.
Sometimes I think
they're all pigs.
- Ha! Only most of them.
But it's the ones
that try to hide it
that you got to worry about
the most.
- Amen to that.
- Oh, I'm sorry you had
bad luck, Joanna.
But not everyone else has, look.