Miami Vice (1984–1989): Season 2, Episode 13 - Yankee Dollar - full transcript

Hurry up.
Look, it's just a cartoon.

101 Dalmatians
ain't just a cartoon...

any more than
Blue Suede Shoes
is just a song.

Okay, but can we at least
sit in the back? I'm tired
of getting the evil eye...

from 5-year-olds
who can't see over my head.

Picture's ahead of its time.
It's about the crisis
in the nuclear family.

One, two, three.

I'm going to get
great satisfaction
in busting those bozos.

They think they can be
bad forever.
One, two, three.

They'll have plenty of time
to think about that
when we get them on tape.

And I can think
about time off.



I don't know, darling...

might be an out-of-body
kind of thing.

Maybe it'll take you to places
you've never actually been.

Oh, you'd like that?

Well, I can be there
in half an hour.

You can count on it.

It'll be a slice of heaven.

You could come.

No, thanks.

From the sound of things,
I'd be a fifth wheel
on your spaceship.

Besides, I got a couple
more things I gotta do here.

All right.

Say no more, partner.

I can tell
you got things to do.



You're sure?

Don't break her heart, Rico.
And don't break my chops,
all right?

Catch you later, Sonny.

Miami International Airport.
Information desk.

May I help you?

Yeah, I'd like some
flight information, please.

[plane taking of_

Are those for me?

Sonny.

Hey, it's great to see you.

I wish I weren't so tired.
Come on, I'll take you home.

You hungry?
No, I don't really
feel too well.

I know this place....

Thanks for the ride.

You weren't kidding.
You really are tired,
aren't you?

It's a little late
to play hard to get.

I'll call you first thing
in the morning.

You sure you're
going to be all right?
Yeah, I'm sure.

You know I love to be
with you. I'm just
real tired, Sonny.

I could come in
and watch you sleep.

You know,
you're big trouble.

Good night.
Good night. Thanks.

Clear!

Mister....
Crockett.

What the hell happened?
It's really quite simple,
Mr. Crockett.

The seizures stopped
when she went into
cardiovascular collapse.

BP dropped out.

We put her on a dopamine drip,
but she didn't respond.

We started CPR.
She went flatline.

A drug overdose.
Your friend OD'd on cocaine.

You got the wrong chart, lady.
Sara did not do drugs.

I was just with her
earlier tonight.

She was
straight as a judge.

She didn't snort it
or shoot it, Mr. Crockett.

She swallowed it.

We found a ruptured balloon
in the upper Gl tract.

Four more balloons
were found intact.

Sara.

I know you don't want to
hear this...

but I'm afraid we're
going to have to notify
the proper authorities.

You already have.

Her own fault, man.

She made her own choices.
Don't go blaming yourself.

I'm not.

I just can't figure out
why the hell she did it.

Looks like she has
some friends, though.

Yeah.

Sara?

Sara, wake up. Come on, Sara.

Sara?

Come on, Sara, wake up.

Sara.

Sara's not home
right now, pal.

Can I help you?

She was going to buy my BMW,
but she's not here.

That's going to be kind of
hard to prove, isn't it?

I got the registration...

and the bill of sale,
right here.

I should have sold it for six
but I only got five.

Get out of here.
Go on, beat it.

For a car.

She did it for a car.

$238.

Not very much
for a rainy day.
Turn the page, Rico.

You missed the last deposit.

$5,000.

Day before yesterday.

Miami to Bogot?,
Bogot? to Paris,
Paris to Miami.

She's been flying that route
for two years.

And she doesn't like
the powder?

They found 23 grams of coke
inside her.

Figure 5 or 6 killed her.

She had a total
of an ounce in there.

Nobody pays $5,000
for an "O-Z."

She must be carrying
a sample.

It's the only thing
that makes any sense.

You got any idea...

who Sara might've been
bringing in a sample for?

Yeah, sure, man.
When I picked her up
at the airport...

she told me
she had swallowed
a bunch of cocaine...

and was delivering it
to Joe Blow in the Grove.

I thought I'd surprise her.

Meet the plane early.

Man, she was a lot of fun.
We always had
good time together.

Lab guy says that...

Sara's sample is
some of the purest dope
he's ever seen.

He said he'd like to meet
the genius that made it.

Yeah, well, I'd like to meet
the joker that's buying it.

Big money for a sample.

It's going to be a big buy.

Pickup time.

Hello. How you doing?

Nice car.

You looking for someone?
Who are you?

I'm just a friend.

Maybe I got the wrong house.

Hey, are you looking
for someone, man?

No, I definitely
got the wrong house.

Now, then.

Okay, pal, let's start again.

Who are you?
Who are you guys?

Where's Sara?
What's your name, chump?

Tim Davis, Sara's brother.

Listen...

Sara died last night.

Where's the body?

Hey, man.

You knew
she was carrying it!

You knew it all the time!
You're going to jail,
so don't jive me!

Look, she wanted to do it!

She knew the risks.
I was helping her out.

She wanted to buy this car.
$5,000, that's it.

Who are you connected with?

Who are you connected with?

As a criminal, you are
a complete bust-out.

You're a mess.

You've already implicated
yourself and given us half.

And you aren't smart enough
to cut yourself a deal
and give us the rest.

Do you know what?

You need to go to jail
for stupidity.

Lock him up, Rico.
I don't feel like
cutting deals today.

Look. Charlie Glide, I think.

I think.

All right.

Charlie Glide was
in the middle.

Bingo.

Check it out.

Mr. Glide, I presume?
The very one.

The man's never even gotten
a jaywalking ticket.

What's his secret?

He stays very far away
from the big, bad,
white thing.

Until now.

Okay, dude.
All right.

I'll catch you later.
All right.

You owe me one, man.
For what?

Car fare.
I'm not going to walk.

Put it on my tab.

I promised myself
when the Dow broke 1400
I'd buy myself a present.

Makes sense to me.

What makes this sculpture
so fantastic, Max?

I like its shape. It's got
a real nice shape.

The artist is French
and he's real sick.

I think it's pretty.
I think it's you, Glide.

Sonny Burnett. I didn't even
invite you and here you are.

I didn't come here
for a social call, art lover.

Would you excuse us
for a moment, please?

Sure.
Thanks.

Sonny Burnett, Max Rogo.
Rogo's my assistant.

Could you get lost
for a while, Max?

Sharp, Glide. Real sharp.
That's right.

Real sharp.

Thank you.

It's a sweet deal, really.

10 keys of nose whiskey,
90 proof. Ready to pour.

If it's so sweet, Burnett
why do you need me?

I don't know how to
march this powder out.

I'm used to being
the Pony Express.

And I got this
heavy-duty aversion
to non-prescription drugs.

Remember?
I got conflicting reports
about that.

That's wives' tales.
That's by Chaucer.

How do you know?

Contraband running hot, maybe.

Miami Vice thinks they pulled
100 keys of premium blow...

off a Spanish tuna boat
last week. Fact is...

they're 10 keys short.

Don't ask.

And I was thinking maybe
you could recommend
an investor.

I dabble in venture capital
from time to time.

There is a very,
very big deal brewing, Sonny.

Now, I hadn't thought of it
before, but I could use
a guy like you.

I'm going to be
awfully preoccupied until I
get this stuff moving.

I don't know about starting
anything new.

Well, all I'm saying is
it's hard to get
good help these days.

Very, very hard.

You want me to pretend
some of this is missing?

No, Weber, my man, we want you
to pretend that...

you only received
part of it.

The paperwork's in already.
Nobody will believe me.

Look, just say
you made a mistake.

We only need you
to lose, maybe...

100 pounds of this
for a couple of days.

Hell, if you really have to.

Two working days, guys.
That's all I'm giving you.

What you thinking?

Trump card.

Are you nuts?

You ever heard
of traveler's checks?

I am told that you can help me
invest this for a profit.

Well...

money market will yield you
about 10%, municipal bonds--

Max, come on, let's not
talk around the point.

You know exactly
what I'm speaking about.

You say a Mr. Soles...

has sent you to me?
Johnny Soles.

My good friend from Kingston.
Johnny Soles.

He said that
you are an associate
of Mr. Charles Glide.

No, I'm not buying it,
my company is.

That way I can take an ITC
on the car
and the vanity plates.

Wonder why they
call them that?

"C," period, Glide...

G-L-I-D-E.

Ten and a quarter?
I thought I told you
to buy it at 10.

I tried.
The computer was down.

You're blaming it
on a computer error, Max?
Look, I'll call you back.

Max, do you think you have
the talent to find
the paperwork...

on the Lakeland Mall
acquisition?

Charlie Glide.

No, the Sugarman deal is set.
There may not be another one.

I think I'm getting tired of
this business already. Yeah.

Max, will you
get that, please?
No!

I'll call you back.

I'm not your gopher, Charlie.

No, you're not.

Timmy is. But he screwed up.

What are we going to do
about Timmy?
We?

Charlie Glide.

No. I just want a call
on Greyhound, yeah.

You're
the executive assistant, Max.
Show some initiative.

How about beet sugar?
That's Denver OTC.

No, the Sugarman deal is set.

We had a little mix-up
with the samples,
but it all worked out okay.

Let's talk
about what matters, Max.

I got information for Charlie.
Useful information.
Expensive information.

Charlie's resting, Tim-boy.
He's had a hard day.

The only information
he's interested in...

is information
that comes from me.

No, I'm not dealing
with the errand boy anymore.

Then leave. You are
the errand boy, or...

Wele.
You get me in to see him!

Look, okay.

I'll cut you in
on my piece of this.

Well, a piece of nothing
isn't worth very much.

Maybe you ought to
let Charlie decide that.
Timmy.

I'll decide.

I thought you guys might know
something about this
Timmy Davis.

Looked like a real player.

It was an execution.
Charlie Glide.

Say what?

He might not have
pulled the trigger,
but he's sure as hell guilty.

Charlie Glide.

You're a lot of help,
Crockett. We've never
been able to touch Glide.

Right.

Johnny Soles.

When Johnny Soles talks,
I listen.

Cooper's got $500,000.
Don't tell me it's in cash.

Maybe more.

That's very weird.
It's in a suitcase?

South Florida.
Yeah.

It's the cash capital
of the free world.
I can dig it.

So, what do you
want to do?

I mean, can you trust
a recommendation
from Johnny Soles?

Sure.

Problem is, no one trusts
a guy who's crazy enough...

to carry $500,000
in a suitcase.

Then I forget
the whole thing...

and I tell him to go invest
the dough in reggae records.

Noon yesterday, some
two-bit rabbit named Burnett
shows up...

and says he's brokering
10 keys of flake for a friend.

Can I find the financing?

Of course I can.
'Cause the very next day...

some possibly Jamaican
embezzler shows up with
a satchel full of finance.

And Timmy Davis' sample
is in the hands
of the authorities.

You think we're being set up?

I checked a source
in Miami Police.

The dope is,
sure enough, misplaced.

Call Johnny Soles in Jamaica.
I bet he gives Cooper
a rave review.

You think it's all legit?

I think it's the cops
trying to put the slide
on Charlie Glide.

It's obvious entrapment.

I thought you knew Burnett.
So did I.

We got too much riding
on the Lydia Sugarman deal.

I'm going to get somebody
to replace Timmy.

What the hell, let's stick
with Burnett. Yeah.

I thought you said
he was a cop.
Sure, he is.

That's what's going to
make this a real kick.

Go ahead.

Guy doesn't want to be
carrying around all that cash.

It'll be
in a safe deposit box.

He'll give you the key
when you produce
the bad thing.

It's like an eye for an eye,
a key for a key.

You guarantee?

I do my best. I'll set up
a meeting for tomorrow night.

Thirty a kilo.

Got to have 35, my friend.
These new
Coast Guard blockades...

are driving the prices
right through the ceiling.

I can talk him
into 32.

Thirty-three.

That's every cent he's got.

Forty-three.

I thought you said
it would be 35.

I said I'd try 35. I did.
It went over like the Titanic.

Look, at 43,
it's practically a steal.

I mean,
the stuff is untrampled.

Forty-three.

I just have enough.

Fortunately.

Yeah.

You wanted to see me,
Mr. Glide?
Yes.

That's for my
corporate account.
Should be $100,000 there.

You can keep the case.

I take it the business is
holding its own.
Yeah, I'm rocking.

Hey, thanks.

Sonny, this is Mr. Cooper.

Cooper, Sonny Burnett.

Cool running.

Good luck, guys.
You know, Mr. Glide...

I wouldn't feel so nervous
if you would
come with me, man.

Don't make me laugh, man.

I stay away from
the bad thing.

But I tell you what.
Call my office in the morning.

Maybe I'll buy
a couple of tickets
to the Policeman's Ball.

What are you talking about?
Come on.

Show's over.

Sonny, you got to be
Miami Vice, local.

Cooper, it's entrapment, okay.

Be sure and put that
in your reports.
Ciao, fellows.

By the way...

that money you skimmed
from the payment...

it's counterfeit.

I just thought
you'd like to know.

I hope you didn't try
to pass any of that money
to the bank.

It'd be pretty embarrassing
trying to explain
where you got it from.

It's federal, isn't it?
Yeah, it is federal.

Feds.

It'll never stick.

You never know.

You could call a judge
and find out.

As the man on daytime TV says:

"Let's make a deal."

Let's.

The man never sweats.

What's his offer?

He's in the middle.

Between a right-wing Peruvian
with a heavy load of pure,
and a rich local player.

He won't get more specific
until we guarantee him
a total walk.

The man's heart is
a cash register.

We're gonna have to
work with Glide.

Either of you two
have any problems with that?

I'm a little thirsty, Sonny.

Don't push it.

Lydia Sugarman.

Riddles won't cut it, Glide.

All right, hang up. Hang up.
It's Sugarman Electronics.

It's a
$200-million company...

founded by Dr. Don Sugarman
in 1954.

Started with nothing.

Hey, lose the financial
statement, Chuck.
Okay.

Sugarman died last year.
He was 86 years old.

Which leaves us with Lydia,
his grief-stricken widow.

Once again, so what?

So, she's 28 years old...

and life without her husband
is meaningless...

unless she acquires control
of Sugarman Electronics.

She's attempting
a leveraged buyout.

The fossils on the board
of "D's" ain't happy.

So, Lydia needs capital
in a hurry.

And what a better
commodity market to get
capital in a hurry, right?

He left her $15 mill.

All she wants to do is
triple it. Fast.

One deal.
Blonde ambition.

What's your end?

I'm a simple man
with simple needs.

I like simple numbers.
A million off the top.

Any chance you guys
would let me keep it?

Sara was a friend of mine.

If it was up to me, pal--
Yeah, but it's not
up to you, Crockett.

You got to do your job.

You got to deal with me.

Not a good week
for the Davis family, I hear.

Hey! Hey, Crockett,
be cool, man.

We're your
new runners, Glide.

Cooper and Burnett.
You guys are aces.

Welcome aboard.

Champagne!

Can we get to business?

First, we eat.

I'll have
a Long Island Iced Tea,
please.

And for the gentlemen?
Nothing, thank you.

Water's sufficient.

More breadsticks.

You know, Lydia,
it was your idea to come here.

I wanted to see
how my money is being spent.

Mr. Burnett, you look like
you know your way
about this business.

Oh, yeah.

It's loads of fun
once you get used to it.

That's too bad. I don't plan
on becoming used to it.

I didn't plan on being here
at all. I was supposed to
receive a sample.

All right,
let's talk delivery.

Now, Lydia,
my friends here....

I hope your plans
for the delivery
turn out better...

than the delivery
of the sample.

They will.

My mule got sick, that's all.

Your finances are
in order, Lydia?

He actually thinks
I might not have the cash.

But you do, right?
Richard.

How many times have I
told you, when they're
this beautiful...

they don't have to lie.

You're a funny guy.

Listen, I think I'm losing
my appetite here.

This is what I think.

We meet tomorrow
at Henderson's Boat House
at 1:00 a.m.

Lydia, you bring the money.

Burnett and Cooper
will bring the merchandise.

Zabado's guys are preparing
a boat for you, right now.

You can pick it up tomorrow.
It's a lower-profile vessel
than your own.

So that's that.

Shall we dance, Richard?

Well, when a woman is
as beautiful as you are...

a man can't say no.

I have work to do.

What have we got on Zabado?

Peruvian,
radical right winger.

This guy fled coca land
one step ahead
of a military court martial...

for the torturing of suspected
guerilla sympathizers.

Where'd he get
the marching powder?

Get this, he's got a cousin
that went to Cal Tech...

he returns home
as this legendary
jungle chemist.

Yeah, he tried to get
a patent on his secret recipe
for refining coke.

But he didn't.

What's your call?

Looks really good.

The lady's loaded and ready
to rock and roll.

And the Peruvian,
he's anxious to embrace...

the good life in America.

What about Glide?

Hell, we can't trust him.
We knew that
from the beginning.

Sonny?

I want full surveillance
on the meeting on the boat.

Switek, Zito,
you're on the river.

I'll get uniformed backup.
SRT. I don't want
any surprises.

Remember who you're
working against.

But how do they know that
no one's going to show up...

accidentally or something?

They've probably
checked it out.

I mean, is there a book,
Best Places to Make
Drug Deals, or what?

I mean, they always know,
and they're never
the same place.

It's their job, Lar.
That's why they're
called professionals.

Hello.
Mrs. Sugarman...

it's Max Rogo, I'm calling
for Charlie Glide.

What does Charlie Glide
want now, Mr. Rogo?

Well, there's been a change
of plans, Mrs. Sugarman.

You see, Charlie
made Burnett and Cooper
for cops.

He thinks Zabado
may have rolled over on us.

But Charlie's got it
all under control, ma'am.

No need to worry.
New time, new place.

He is going to need you
to make one minor sacrifice,
though.

Which is?

It's all packed in
under there. Ten duffle bags.

All right, cast the lines.

Don't forget to take my boat
to the marina.

Or you'll have a problem
you can't handle, pal.

Hermando has been with me
since the coup aborted.

Some sacrifices are
inevitable.

We better start loading
the dope into Burnett's boat.

It'll be light soon.

Say hello to Mr. Cash.

Somebody forgot to
open the door.

Never mind.

Contact bomb?
Time delay.

The door goes up, set.
Door goes down, adios.

Did we do that?

They didn't.
Neither did he.

Setup!

Come on. Hey, you guys.
Hey, this suit is raw silk.

Where's the real deal
going down, man?

You weren't there?

Yeah, we were there, pal,
for a very big
and loud party.

Yeah, right.

Okay, now, listen,
it was Zabado. He made you
for cops...

he thought you were working
with the bimbo.

I can't swim!

All right, listen, come on,
guys. There's no other
meet, right.

The dough and the dope
are history. You were there,
you saw it!

Yeah, we were almost part
of it man! So that's how
it was supposed to go down?

The powder and the money
blows up in one big
fireball...

with two dumb cops?
That's it, huh?
No!

No, it was....

You know what you're going to
do, pal. You're going to be
our case against Glide.

You know why?
'Cause jail's no fun, pal.

Maybe...

I overheard Glide
setting up something...

down at the boatyard
by the river.

Come on.

Hey, you.

Come on, we need your boat.
Get out of there,
we're the police.

We need it. Come on,
let's go, we're cops.

Come here, sweetie.
All right, that's it.

All right, let's go.

Untie it back there, Tubbs.

My commission, Lydia.
I'll take it in cash,
as well.

Lydia, it was Zabado.

Somehow, you keep
squirming out of things,
Charlie.

Lydia, for all the cops know,
the cocaine and the cash...

went up in the explosion
with the two cops.

We're home free.

All they got is splinters
and guesses.

How come everyone else
always pays for you?

How come you never pay?
Why is that?

Lydia, listen to me, please.

Everybody freeze! Miami Vice!

There was two above,
not three.

Boy, was I glad
to see you guys.

You set us up.
Did not. I was helping you.

You set us up, you set
Sara up, her brother,
and those guys at the meet.

Hey, Sonny, they switched
the meet on me.

The Indian made you for a cop,
so he ordered a hit.

I didn't know about it
until it was too late.

You set yourself up, man.
That's your job, isn't it?

Crockett.

You better not get
a, jaywalking ticket, pal,
cause you're mine.

For what? I helped you out,
Crockett.

You got the drugs, the money,
the players, everything.

I did what you asked, man.
We had a deal.

Didn't we?
Is this your gun?

Sure is. I've got
a permit for it.

Same kind of gun
that killed Tim Davis.
I didn't do it.

Doesn't matter, Charlie,
it's your destiny.

You're crazy. I'm innocent.

It's karma, Charlie. Be happy
you finally get to pay.

Book him, Murder One.
What? I didn't do it!

Yeah?

You look real good
for it, Charlie. Real good.

I think he did it, and I think
you're going to jail.

This is injustice. You guys
are changing the rules, man.

You're changing the rules!!