Miami Vice (1984–1989): Season 3, Episode 16 - Theresa - full transcript

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[Woman]
Yes. Dr. Lyons.
Hello, Doc.

Bed 8's ready
for the chest tube.

Hey. What are you doing up
in the middle of the night?

Actually,
I was wondering why...

I can't find a girlfriend
with a normal job.

Uh-huh.
You check your black book?

I haven't seen that thing in weeks.
I think you nicked it.

Hey. I miss you, dude.

[Laughing]
I miss you too, dudette.

Anyhow, sleep tight.



Yeah. Thanks. Bye-bye.

[Handset Settles In Cradle]

So, why didn't you tell her
you were workin'?
Ah, she worries.

Oh, the man
didn't want her to worry.

"Dudette"?

Aw. Come on, man.

Hey, partner, tell me somethin'.

Uh, how expensive of a ring
are you gonna buy this lady?

You know, my sensitive Gemini self
can't handle too much more overtime.

Well, I'm just gonna get her
a decent ring.

Something that's, uh,
befitting her style and class...

and sophistication.

It's not something that you would,
uh, know anything about.

Okay.
[Chuckles]



[Sniffing]

[Sniffing]

Uh, excuse me, Mr. W. The helicopter
will be here in four minutes.
Yeah.

All right.
[Clears Throat]

If anyone's listening,
six weeks of surveillance
just paid off.

Wyatt's got a copter coming in,
and if I'm not mistaken,

we're gonna be lookin' at
a hundred keys of coke
in about four minutes.

That's four minutes.
Switek said it's comin' in now
in a copter.

That's our cue.

[Siren Blares]

[Crockett]
Oh, man, I don't believe this.

Tubbs, I think Murphy's Law
just went into effect.

- Listen, guys. Could you
turn out those lights?
- What the hell?

Those are the two!
They've been there
since 4:00 this afternoon!

That's because we're cops.
We're on a stakeout.

- Now, could you turn
these damn lights out?
- Just hold it right there.

[Man]
Check this, Mr. Wyatt.
We got a light show outside.

- Wyatt made us!
- [Sighs]

Mrs. Grinstein,
these badges look
like the real thing.

[Crockett]
Well, there's a good reason for that.

Now, could you turn
these damn lights off?

[Gunshots]

( ♪ Jewel - Propaganda ♪ )

Freeze!

Freeze!

[Crockett]
Put your hands right
where I can see 'em.

Take as much as you want.
I'll turn around.

Just let me get to my boat.

The big bills are in the case.

You're under arrest, wise guy.

Tell Customs we got a chopper
heading east over the causeway.

[Man On Bullhorn]
This is Metro-Dade Police Department.

Land your helicopter nowl

[Woman]
Did not copy on the chopper.
Can you repeat? Over.

Disregard.

[Sighs]
That's enough homework
for this girl.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Show a little respect here,
all right?

That's six months worth
of surveillance tapes on Wyatt.

I thought you had him in jail
without bond.

Well, I do.
But he'll probably have that
overturned next week...

and then drop a little loose change
and be on the next plane
to Barranquilla.

Is he the guy with 700 grand
in his closet?

Mm-hmm. Sure is.

I suppose this is all Wyatt's too?

[Chuckles]
No. This is an entirely
different case.

You see, I happen to be able to chase
more than one bad guy at a time.

Oh, what a star.

Still, 700 grand...

would've bought a nice house
in the country in England,

three trips to Florence—
Mm-hmm.

A CD player, Jacuzzi, uh—

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Now, you don't think you're
taking the kid off the market
now, do you?

All I know is that last time
we slept over here—

[Clears Throat]
I felt someone measuring my finger.

[Giggling]
What an imagination.

I love that about you—
you're so inventive.

But then again,
perhaps it wasn't you.

[Chuckles]

[Chuckling]

What's that?

Aw, is it your back again?

Mm-hmm.

You know, I keep telling you
you've got to see a doctor.

Look, love. The surgery
was four years ago.

It's chronic back pain.
No mystery.

Yeah, well, you're right.

Besides, what the hell
do doctors know anyway?

I beg your pardon?

Want to find out?

No. Not tonight.
I got too much work to do.

Gotcha.

That was unfair.

[Giggling]
You beast!
[Laughing]

Okay, the knife
missed the kidneys.

His pressure's good,
and his X-rays are over there.

Just tell me, Doc—
am I gonna die?

Yeah, in about 50 years.

Gastro took bed 1 upstairs,
and you've got a new player
in bed 3 with a headache.

At 2:00 a.m.?
Says it's serious.

Uh-huh. Believe me,
I'll make sure it is.

[Man Humming]

What the hell do you want?

Yo, yo. This is Rudy
that you're talkin' to, okay?

So you can just lose all that
Mars aspect from your voice.

I'm not compatible.

Hey, besides,

I got somethin' for you.

- Not here!
- Oh, you don't want it? Oh.

Okay. That's cool too. You know.

[Laughing]

Oh, boy.

[Sighs]
Well, anyway, you didn't
come here to give me that.

Mm-mmm. Nah.

I need you to get me somethin'
from your boyfriend.

It's an address...

written on the evidence report...

of any Miami Vice file.

Forget it.
Nah. I don't think so, muchacha.

I start talkin' about where you been
and what you been doin',

the police, they gonna
come down on your boyfriend,

and... he's gonna have to
forget all about you.

I can talk as loud as you can.

[Laughs]
Aw, come on!

Hey, hey, look!

Everybody knows who I am
and what I been doin'!

Hey, I don't think your rep
can handle that.

Hey, look, look, look.

I ain't askin' you to do nothin'...

but to look over
your boyfriend's shoulder, okay?

It can save us both
a lot of trouble.

In summary, Your Honor,

Mr. Wyatt not only is
an extreme danger to the community,

but he has no ties to Miami.

Well—Well, pardon me.

That is except for
the 11 brothers and cousins...

currently residing
at the Flagler Street
correctional facility—

[Spectators Chuckling]

And, of course,
the 36 drug transactions...

concluded on the phone
with local traffickers,

for which Mr. Wyatt
has been charged.

[Sighs]

How'd I sound?

I still wouldn't buy
a used car from you.

Anything to add, Mr. Greenberg?

Only, Your Honor,
to remind the court...

that my client,
in his eagerness to face
these ludicrous charges,

is willing to place his entire
Biscayne Bay estate up for bond,

valued at $ 1.8 million.

Yes, which, according to what
we've heard from the State,

represents about 1/50th
of the net worth of Mr. Wyatt.

Motion denied.
Mr. Wyatt will remain
in custody until trial.

[Gavel Raps]

You're a real charmer,
Mr. Crockett.
Thank you.

Well, you win some,
and you win some.
[Chuckles]

- [Chattering]
- Look who's here.

I give up. Who?
Rudy Ramos.

Some street punk that I busted
when I first came down from New York.

No way he should
be hangin' around
with big leaguers like Wyatt.

Well, let him get his own rope.

How about a late lunch?
Not today, gentlemen.
I got business.

Lookin' good, Wyatt.

Hey.

Come here.
I wanna show you somethin'.
I gotta tell you somethin'.

Now, according to
Rudy Ramos's probation officer,

Ramos is being represented
by Andrew Greenberg,

Wyatt's attorney.

Now, how that chump
gets the dust to hire
a high-line mouthpiece,

I don't know.

Well, maybe he borrowed it
from the same guy that sold me this.

Yeah, I know it's a little small,
but the stone is almost flawless.

You act like you've never
done this before.

Well, actually I haven't.

When Caroline and I
were gettin' married, l—

I was so damn broke,
we went for the plain gold band.

[Exhales]

She deserved better.

So you wanna
do it right this time?

I hope so.

When you gonna pop the question?
Tonight.

Dude, I am a shower and a shave—
that's right—

a shave away
from monogamy.

[Laughing]

Hey, add a trip
to the property warehouse.
Why?

Yeah, the desk officer called,
said that you forgot to sign in
one of Wyatt's tapes.

Oh, man.
That's all the way across town.

Yeah, it's tough bein'a lover
and a lead investigator.

- [Mock Laughing]
- Congratulations, Sonny.

Thanks, buddy.

[Man On TV]
The man is ranked
number three in the world.

Got a property report
I never got to file.

[Horn Honking]

Radio device?

Yeah, I guess.

Had a van backed right up
to the door.

Guys inside
didn't have a chance.

This was supposed to be
a special night.

[Woman On P.A.]
Dr. Henson to Surgery, please.
Dr. Henson.

[Knocking]
[Woman]
We got another motorcycle.

Twenty-one-year-old male in full arrest,
arriving in four minutes.

I'll be right out.

[Woman On P.A.]
Dr. Mallory to Emergency, please.
Okay.

[Man]
Unbelievable. I had evidence on eight different
cases in that warehouse besides Wyatt's.

How long can you
keep him locked up?

If I stall the paperwork,
maybe 48 hours, max.

But if we don't come up with something
to replace what we lost in that warehouse,
Wyatt's gonna walk.

Any leads on how in God's name
they found that warehouse?

No.

Well, gentlemen,
I gotta give a statement.

This one's a beauty.

Crockett?

They'll probably suspend
every lead investigator...

who had evidence
at the warehouse.

So you're sayin' that
not only is my case destroyed
and Wyatt takes a walk,

but I take a suspension.

Until they find out
how the location was leaked,

you're all assigned
to administration duties.

Sonny.
The lab boys found this
out at the warehouse.

Guard had it
on his clipboard.

It's a photostat copy from one
of the pages of your case file.

What?

Who'd have access
to my case files?

I don't know,
but whoever it was,

they must've used it
to gain access
to the warehouse.

Where did our neurosurgeon go?
To look at the head films.

Well, Einstein, at least
we got your heart beating.

Next time, wear a helmet.

I'm just gonna, um,
put some fresh greens on.

[Woman On P.A.]
Dr. Pierson, Emergency, please.

Dr. Pierson.

This came from you, didn't it?

[Sighs]

Why?

Why, damn it?

[Shouts]
Why?

[Sighs]

I'm a drug addict.

- [Woman On P.A.]
Dr. White, telephone, please.
- Later.

- Dr. White.
- Later!

What?

I said, I'm a junkie.

Talk.

Well, the surgeon
who fused my vertebrae...

said that I'd have pain,
off and on,

but didn't know how much.

So, I took the codeine
for about a year...

and then I went to Dilaudid.

When did you start shootin'?

When I got warned
for the Dilaudid scrips.

Then I went on to fentanyl.

Then I got another warning,
so I went to the streets.

That's where I've
been getting the Dilaudid
I've been taking when I'm with you.

How could you let this happen?

Look, I only do enough to get by.

I don't party on it,
and I don't overdo it.

Overdo it?

What is that supposed to be,
some sort of consolation?

What the hell
are you talkin' about?
You're a junkie!

Look, I tried to stop it,
but I could not! I could not!

I was doing double shifts
to pay off my medical student loans.

I was sending money home.
People were needing me.

I was doing my job.
I had to do my job!

I had to do it. I couldn't—

Why didn't you tell me?
Why didn't you come to me?

Because— Because...

then you would've had
to have done your job.

So on top of all this—
[Chuckles]

You're involved in a conspiracy?

I really didn't know that Rudy
had anything to do with Wyatt.

Well, maybe it was selfish,
Sonny,

but...

you were the only thing
I had in my life, and I just wasn't
big enough to lose that.

Did you ever sell?
No.

Did you ever deal?
No.

You never dealt?
No!

Did you steal?
No!

Hook?
No!

Tell me. Tell me, damn it!
I gotta know.

Because l—

I can't help you unless I know.

You—You're gonna help me?

What else?
What am I gonna do?

What am I gonna do?

I love you.

[Gasps]

[Man]
Come on, guys.
No names and no pictures here.

[Shouting]

So you expect him
to continue on the force?
Just let me read my statement, please.

Internal Affairs has found no connection
between last night's explosion...

and any suggestion
of widespread corruption
in the Vice division.

On the basis of information
which I am not at liberty to discuss,

they have narrowed
their investigation
to one detective,

who will be suspended with pay
pending further questioning.

Thank you.
Hang on in there, partner.

Maybe we'll cough up
a little somethin' on Wyatt
and get you out from behind all this.

Call me.
Hey, Crockett.

As of 0800, you aren't authorized
to issue a parking ticket
without my approval.

So don't get any ideas, huh?

[Tubbs]
Does that mean
I can't talk to my partner?

I'm saying that all this rock and rolling's
gonna rain down pretty hard
on your partner.

You'd better stay clear
unless you wanna get wet.

Hey, lighten up.

All you gotta do is flush the broad,
or think of somethin'to do
besides being a cop for a while—

like the rest of your life, huh?

[Woman]
I'm not surprised she was able to
keep her habit a secret from you.

Lawyers, bankers,
all kinds of closet users...

shoot up
and remain absolutely lucid.

But doctors
are especially tough cases.

I'm prepared.

First of all, Theresa needs
a support group...

whom she feels can identify
with the stresses
that led to her addiction.

Ideally, this should be a group
of other health professionals
who've become addicts.

Some programs up north
specialize in dealing with
health professionals.

She won't get that here.

Yeah, but she'll have me here.

Now, that's another discussion.

Listen, Doc, uh, I realize
that certain adjustments
are gonna have to be made—

Enormous adjustments.

Being undercover
and out of touch
for weeks at a time?

Forget it.
She's gonna need you there.

I'll take a leave of absence.
For how long?

The drug milieu will always
be poison to Theresa.

She has to avoid exactly
the people you're paid—

[Chuckles]
To get close to.

There's other departments
besides Vice.

You're prepared to make
those kind of sacrifices?

Doc, the way I feel, uh, yes.

I'm willing to do
whatever it takes
to— to get her well.

No doubt.
Maybe that's what gave you
the strength to bust her.

The bottom line is,

you put her medical license
in jeopardy.

If she loses it, you're gonna be
the one she blames.

I had no choice.

Personally,
I think it was very brave.

And professionally,
it may have saved her life.

The stress on these physicians
rarely diminishes.

Their dependency grows...

and, typically, they end up disasters.

But that may not be
how she sees it.

[Sighs]
I have to believe...

that she understands.

It's clear that you love her
very much.

Sometimes that makes
all the difference.

[Sighs]

It's got to.

[Gasping]
My partner buys a suspension,
his woman gets leaned on,

and I hear you're on 23rd Street
flashing first-class tickets.

[Gagging]
I need an update.

Tonight, sucker!
Wyatt's gonna walk tomorrow.

I want my lawyer, man!

See him in there!
You see him, huh?

Huh? Huh?

You gotta believe me!
[Grunting]

All I did was give 'em the paper
with the address, okay?

I swear I ain't had nothin' to do
with that explosion, man!

Who'd you give it to?
Ah, come on!

Who'd you give it to, man?
Some dude named Arzola, man!

Where is he now?
L— I don't know, man!

He was—
He was coolin' out at the Carlyle.
He might've booked by now.

You better hope he's still there.
[Gags]

Call Crockett,
tell him to meet me at the Carlyle.

Rico, he's on suspension.
Call him anyway!

Dry out, homeboy.

Three units are on the way.

All right. Check the back.
All right.

[Tubbs] There he is.
[Switek]
Hey, Arzolal

Look out!
[Gunfire]

( ♪ Wasteland - The Mission UK ♪ )

Arzola!

We can cut a deal!

Look out!

[Tires Screeching]

I pretend I kept one
of the surveillance tapes.

I tell Wyatt it'll cost him
a pound of heroin.

All you have to do is to tell Rudy
to introduce me.

Rudy won't do it.
Rudy won't be a problem.

Then what is it?
I've already spoken to Dr. Chaney.

I'm fully aware
that she doesn't approve.

Dr. Lyons, this is
a complicated situation.

You're involved
with a detective.

But I'm doing this
to try to help him.

But the people investigating him
aren't concerned with what you do.

But you've got influence
with them.

- Yes.
- Then let's do it.

- Sonny!
- I tried to call you.

Yeah. I know. Let's talk.
[Chaney]
You can use my office.

Thanks.
Sonny, I've got it all worked out.

Yeah, I know. Listen, we're just
gonna talk for a second, all right?
I'll be right back.

Come on.

We'd have the place surrounded.
She wouldn't even have to wear a wire.

No way. No way is Theresa
going to a meet with Wyatt.

Look, I can virtually guarantee
her substantial assistance.

So what? She doesn't have
a criminal record.

Come on, man.
Come on, Gordon.
Be honest.

What the hell is she really
lookin' at here?

Okay, with good representation,

probably a couple years probation
for passing the information.

At most. What she really needs
is help with her medical license,

which you or nobody else
can give her.

And no amount of cooperating
is gonna do her a damn bit of good.

Yeah, but it might do
a lot of good for you.

I.A.D. Hasn't even begun
to turn up the heat.

Did Wyatt pay you?

Did Wyatt pay Theresa
on your behalf?

Did you help Wyatt to protect
Theresa's professional reputation,
Mr. Crockett?

I'll handle them!
Look, I don't think you can.

Three cops died
in that warehouse, Sonny.

Now, she's giving us a decent shot—
probably our last shot— at Wyatt.

Now, you stop us from taking it,
everybody's gonna want to
see you go down.

What if I give you Wyatt?

What if I bring the tape to him?

How? You busted him.
He knows you're a cop.

Yeah.

But now I'm a cop
with a shaky rep,

lookin' to deal for himself.

You've still got one problem.

I mean, even if you could
get a meet with Wyatt,

you're still on suspension,
and I.A.D. Has gotta approve this.

I'll get 'em to approve it.

When is Wyatt gonna be released?

The motion for dismissal
is probably on my desk right now.

Give me two minutes with Theresa...

and then set up the meet with I.A.D.

You should've let me do it.

Theresa,

you don't have to
prove anything to me.

But— But look at what
I'm doing to your life.

And all I'm doing is dragging you
down and down.

Don't say that.
Don't say that.

That's wrong.

Well, I'm nothing.

And I certainly won't be able
to practice medicine again.

You don't know that.
Oh, come on, Sonny. I was arrested.

And the hospital board
have already been telephoning me,

telling me they've been
discussing my suspension.

And if they suspend me,

they'll notify the state board.

And then what with
my two warnings, I'm gonna be—
[Sobs]

They haven't suspended you yet.

It hasn't happened yet.

And no matter what,

we'll work through it, that's all.

Just get better.

Theresa, I love you.

Just get better.

[Quiet Sobbing]

There'll be a directional mike
outside the door at all times.

You'll be able to hear every word
that I say to Wyatt.

Wyatt's not my problem.
You're my problem.

Damn it! Don't you see?
You got nothin' to lose here.

If I can't get next to Wyatt,
nothing changes.

But if I bag him,

it simplifies your investigation.

Hell, I'll even paint it that you
thought of suspending me...

just so he'd buy that I was dirty.

You can have the medals.
I just want Wyatt.

I'm handing him over to you.

Anything gets out ofline,
I'm coming after you too.

See if Ramos will get us an intro.

[Wyatt On Tape]
Tell him it's 10 keys, 35 a pop,
no negotiation.

It'll be here next week.
Lot of hiss.

After that, it's an easy force down.
What do you want, CD quality?

I'm workin' with
10-year-old depositions.

Yeah. Hold it.

Ramos connected.
Meet's at Wyatt's
in 30 minutes.

We'll be there.

Keys, 35 a pop, no negotiation.
The meet's on, 30 minutes,
Wyatt's house.

I'll take it.

[Phone Rings]

Sonny, there's a Dr. Chaney
on line two. Says it's urgent.

- Yeah?
- She got a call from her hospital board,
which I suspect was bad news.

Then a clerk saw her walking
towards the parking lot.

There was no answer at her house.
I was hoping she'd gone to see you.

Uh, no. No, she didn't.

[Sighs]
Maybe she's in her downtown office.
I'll try her there.

All right.
Sonny, I'll call her.

Look, I'll call her.
You gotta go now.

She's in trouble, Rico.
I'll make sure I find her.

Thanks.

When your man
leaned on my lady,

she copped a little insurance
from my supply.

[Man]
Look, hey, hey.
Just be cool, all right?

[Crockett]
That's 10 seconds worth
on the house.

The rest you'll have to pay for.

He's wound pretty tight, Lieutenant.
I hope he can keep it together.

[Wyatt On Tape]
Tell him it's 10 keys, 35 a pop,
no negotiation.

It'll be here next week.

After that,
it's an easy force down.

So you got a tape.

He bought it.
All units, stand by.

[Radio Chatter]

She O.D.'d, Lieutenant.
She's barely breathing.

Stay with her.
You got it.

Theresa O.D.'d.

What do you want for it?

I'll take the same thing you gave Arzola
to do the warehouse.

Is that all you want?

It seems fair, since I'm finishin'
the job he started.

Who the hell do you think you are?

You come on to me—
Joey Wyatt?

I buy cops like you
to clean up after my dogs.

I'll cut your skagged-out
squeeze's head off!

You don't come on to me!

I paid Arzola a hundred grand
to do the warehouse,

and I didn't even think about it.

You— You wanna sell me this tape?

I pay you 300 a week.

We got it.
Everyone, move in!

You paid Arzola a hundred grand?

[Grunting]

Come here.

Hey, freeze!
Get up against the wall!

Against the walll
Sonnyl Sonnyl

[Man]
Policel Up against the walll
Let's gol Movel Movel

Hands behind your back!

Tubbs found Theresa O.D. 'd.

She's at County.

[Beeping]

[Moans]
Sonny.

Don't talk.

They say you're gonna be okay.

Mmm. I messed up.

It's okay.

It's okay.

In consideration of the safety
of the community...

and the heinous nature of the crimes
with which you've been charged,

bond is hereby denied.

And, counselor,

don't waste the court's time trying
to get this ruling overturned.

[Gavel Rapping]

No, please, please.

How come
the man of the hour isn't here?
He's got other business.

Look, uh, I feel like
I owe him a handshake.

You wanna give it to him for me?

I'll tell him.

[Sighs]
There's this, um—

this program in Hartford,

and— and, um, they—

they specialize
in treating doctors...

with, uh, drug abuse problems.

And I was talking
to Dr. Chaney.

And she thinks it's a good idea
if you go there.

What do you think?

But, Sonny, I love you,

and I want to be with you.

Theresa,

the last thing in the world that I want
is to be away from you.

[Chuckles]

Hell, all I've been doing
every day...

is thinking and dreaming...

about what it's gonna be like
to be together, just you and me.

God, I love you, Theresa.

But more than
anything else in the world,
I want you to get well,

and that's not
gonna happen here.

You've got it all worked out,
haven't you?

Look, if you don't want
to see me anymore, just say it.

Theresa! Theresa!
[Crying]

Please, please, please.

Try to understand.

I do. I do. I do. I do.

That does sound right.

[Sighs]

I'm gonna miss this, Crockett.

Me too.

[Sighs]
Me too.

You ready?
[Tubbs]
Yeah. Just a minute, Gina.

I'll wait for you outside.
Okay.

Look, uh, Sonny, Gina and I
are gonna go get some Chinese.

Why don't we, uh—
Why don't we bring you some?

No. No, thanks.
I'm not hungry.

Maybe I could just come by,
and, uh, you and I can talk.

No. I'm okay, really.

I'll, uh—
I'll call you tomorrow.

Sure.
[Dial Tone]

[Switek On Walkie-talkie]
Sonny, you got anything?

It's all quiet on this side.

Resync By Chuck :O