Miami Vice s02e17 Episode Script

("Naughty Naughty" Playing) - Hey, how you doing? - Fine.
You know something? I love you.
Oh, I love you, too.
Baby, what's your name, huh? - Florence.
- Florence.
- What time you get off here? - About an hour.
That's too late.
Too late? Come on, we can get together, you know? - I'll be gone by then, but I still love you.
- Oh, I still love you, too.
- You selling croissants staring out that window? - Ma.
You helping the customers, huh? Ma, we don't got any customers, all right? That's because of them hanging around.
Get out of here.
Go on.
Get out of here.
- Ma, I can handle them.
- Handle some customers.
Make some coffee.
I just called the cops.
They'll wipe that smirk off your face.
Big mistake.
Cops will arrest you for criminal fatness.
Move it away from the front of my shop.
This is America, lady.
Free enterprise.
Your kind of enterprise ain't free and my customers don't want to look at it.
Is this woman giving you problems, Florence? You two think you've invented sex? No, I perfected sex.
What's your problem, mama? This is the age of sexual liberation.
You're my problem! You and your filth! You're depriving me of income.
Now get outta here! Go on, move it! (In Man's Voice) Push me again, lady and I'm making you bacon.
You're a man.
Don't let it get around, sugar hips.
Hi, there.
(Car Engine Revving) (Crockett) Hi, girls.
(Imitating Beatbox) Yo! (Imitating Beatbox) (Both Snickering) You guys are just in time, man.
- (Tubbs) Yeah? - Yeah.
- For what? - It's good stuff.
The last one.
The kind, man.
One-hit weed, could last you guys, like, two to three days.
- How much is it? - Your price.
Make it disappear.
(All Laughing) (Coughing) (Crockett) I like to think of the Miami Grand Prix as being a little like Christmas, Tubbs.
(Tubbs) That's right.
Once a year.
Hard to believe they're gonna turn these streets into a racetrack in a few days.
Hey, they race in New York City streets all the time.
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.
Watch this.
(Tires Screeching) What are you trying to do, qualify for pole position? Hey, hey, Crockett! Hey, red light! Red, man! (Tires Screeching) Sometimes you're no fun at all.
(Gina) Get lost.
That's my price.
(People Chattering) - Have you seen Florence Italy? - Only in my dreams.
Not the place, baby, the girl.
It's her name.
- Pardon me.
It's a weird name.
- Oh, you can't miss her.
She's a pretty, dark-haired schoolgirl.
She said she ain't seen her! Nice shoes.
(Blondie Scoffs) (Tires Screeching) - (Crockett) Someone's in a big hurry.
- Let's check it out.
(Crockett) A street race.
Just like New York, Rico.
(Tires Screeching) (Tires Screeching) (Tires Screeching) (Crockett) My God! (Tubbs) Who would have thought it would end up like that? Any idea? We ran into a friend of hers who's in the same line of work.
This one says her name is Florence Italy.
(Martin) Never saw the driver? Just saw the Porsche.
No plates.
I put out a BOLO.
The guy was a pro.
Or damn near it.
Dude had a large signature.
(Sighing) Fancy white car, fancy driver.
She couldn't have been more than 17 years old.
You know, with a car like that somebody's gotta know about it.
That's right.
(Knocking On Window) (Crockett) Tommy! (Tommy Groaning) The handsome brothers.
- You want coffee? I make rocket fuel coffee.
- No thanks, Tommy.
Too early in the morning to work on the Daytona.
- You here for eggs, O.
J.
, or what? - For the "what".
Tommy, you know anything about a Porsche 906 Carrera? (Yawns) Only everything.
I had to tune one once in the dark on a bet.
You work on one around here? Maybe a white one? You in the market for another macho mobile? Could be.
You know where I can find one? - Forget it.
Danny will never sell the Lotus.
- Danny? Has Danny got a last name, sweetheart? Everyone does.
Except Madonna and Sting.
Danny Tepper.
You know he's got a sponsored ride this year in the Grand Prix? His first time.
Some beer company sprang for a 962.
You know where we could find him? His home, I guess.
He's a good guy.
It's on Constitution Avenue at the end of the cul-de-sac.
Thanks, Tommy.
Don't even think about buying the Porsche.
You haven't got a chance in hell.
Yeah.
Daniel.
Daniel "Danny" Tepper.
End of Constitution Avenue.
Yeah, right.
That's it.
Thanks.
Good guy, huh? Yeah, too bad we can't ask Florence Italy.
I told you, I haven't driven that car in a week.
I didn't even know it was stolen till you told me.
Tell us about the girl, Danny.
Look, I've been driving my truck around all week picking up parts for my racecar.
I've been working.
My wife's in the hospital.
She's two weeks overdue.
- I've gotta - Your wife is two weeks overdue and last night you don't even show up at the hospital, not even once? - You want to know the truth? - Yes! Katie told me I was getting on her nerves around the hospital all the time.
She told me to take the night off.
Frank Tepper's here.
He'd like to see his son.
- My father's here? - He can wait.
(Crockett) So you were at "Bayfront" with your driver pals? Yeah.
Is that Richard Horton and Steve Beers? - Yeah.
- Is that right? - All night? - Right.
All night? Right.
We talked to your friends, Danny.
You know what they said? Huh? They said that you left at 10:30, Danny.
(Shouting) That's a long way away from "all night".
If they said I left at 10:30, then I guess I did.
I wasn't watching the clock.
Where'd you go? (Danny) Nowhere.
I drove around in the truck for a while and listened to some tapes.
(Sighing) (Tubbs) Maybe you had a couple of cocktails at the "Bayfront", huh? Are you saying I was drunk? Yeah, I'm saying you were drunk! Well, I wasn't! Let me show you a couple of pictures, Danny.
Maybe this will help you a little bit.
You see that? That's Florence Italy.
Not a pretty sight, huh, Danny? Huh? (Sighing) You're lying.
And you're in big trouble.
Maybe your daddy can help you straighten out this mess, huh? - Hey, too big to say "hello" to your old man? - Hey, how you doing? Good to see you.
I know you didn't do it, Danny.
Hey, don't let this thing beat you.
Hey, I got a fat new sponsor.
Guy from Texas.
He pays the money, I drive the cars.
No interviews, no commercials.
Just driving and just winning.
That's great.
Listen, you ain't gonna get out of racing against your old man that easy.
I ran into your sponsor.
- He's posting the bond.
- Yeah? Oh, that's great.
Danny, look As far as fathers go, you might have done better than me in the state lottery.
I'm irresponsible, I've been a rambling man all my life but blood's blood.
And I just want you to know, as long as I'm around I'm going to fight for you.
Hey, I've got some money stashed, too, if you need it.
Thanks.
He lied to us about what happened last night.
His story's lame.
We know we're looking for a professional driver.
Maybe Danny.
Well, his wife is in the hospital.
He needs relief before the race.
Goes out on the street, blows, and now he's trying to cover.
Well, maybe we ought to check out the rest of the field before we convict the guy.
What makes you say that? (Crockett) He went real soft when we showed him pictures of Florence.
You? (Sighing) Let's check out the field.
(Crockett) They're having a cocktail party this evening for the Grand Prix drivers.
What do you say we cut a deal with Danny? Maybe give him some slack if he takes us to the party as Burnett and Cooper.
As what? Potential sponsors.
As Grand Prix sponsors? I love it.
(80's Electronic Music Playing) (People Chattering) (Marty) Our chances this year? We've got it made in the shade.
- You're pretty confident, huh? - Hell, yes.
- You've done some driving, haven't you? - Oh, yes, sir I started out when I was nine driving a hay truck.
I moved up to field bombs when I was 14, running around the fields between the streets, then Big Daddy Worthington bought me a Shelby 500 the day I got my driver's license.
And I want to tell you something, I learned how to drive that baby.
You know, I was considering driving the Worthington Porsche myself.
I could take that thing around Yeah, but you got Frank Tepper instead.
- Yeah.
- Competition-wise don't you think Frank's a little O-L-D? No, son, I think you're a little D-U-M-B.
When you're talking "Frank Tepper", you're talking a "champion".
Pure class, pure talent.
Why don't you get yourself some complimentary dip and use a Worthington cocktail napkin? Yeah.
Thanks a lot, Martin.
(People Chattering) One of these dudes better be a candidate for second-degree murder, Danny.
That or you better figure out a plea.
(Tommy) Damn! That makes me mad.
Club soda, triple slice of lime, s'il vous plait.
What's the problem, Tommy? Becky Sklar.
- (Crockett) Who? - Becky Sklar.
She's a racer-chaser.
Women like that set back women's rights in professional racing about 150 years.
Don't get on her case, Tommy.
She's a good girl.
She doesn't even know the difference between a tire iron and a timing light.
She causes harm to my reputation as a woman.
I am a licensed mechanic.
Skoal.
(Inaudible) Mr.
Ramos.
- Dick Harris, "Race Circuit" Magazine.
- Hi.
I was wondering if you'd found a driver yet for your Carrera 962.
Mr.
Harris, you should read your own magazine.
We have signed Danny Tepper for the season.
Baby, did I ever tell you about Big Daddy? You know, he invented one-sheet-at-a-time toilet paper for airports and gas stations.
You know what they say about him, don't you? He cleaned up.
(Laughing) - Yeah.
- (Frank) Marty.
- Frank.
- Hi.
- Hi.
Listen, Nelson's got an idea.
Oh, Sally and I just love new ideas.
(All Laughing) (People Chattering) Gonna introduce us, Danny? Hey, Dad.
Hey, Danny, our sponsors have got a great idea.
Now, before the word gets out, I want to check it out with you.
Dad, this is Sonny Burnett, Rico Cooper.
Money men.
- How you doing? - How are you? Come on, guys, can we get this show on the road? Aren't you Marty Worthington? In the flesh.
And you two guys have got enough green stuff to sponsor a car.
Hey, whatever it takes.
But our daddy invented the six-second water cut-off device for gas station and airport bathrooms.
(Laughing) Right.
You know the parking garage next door? Well, I got these itty-bitty motorbikes and I got this itty-bitty idea for an itty-bitty Tepper versus Tepper pre-race from the top to the bottom.
Talk about fun.
- Right now? - (Frank) Up to you, Son.
What the hell, you know me.
I'll try anything once.
Let's do it.
(Blowing Whistle) Oh, yeah! Everybody, hey, hey! We got us a race, Tepper versus Tepper.
One-on-one, the parking garage! Yeah! - (People Applauding) - Come on! It's another $500 for all night, darling.
- But I'm worth it.
- I reckon I'll be the judge of that.
I wonder if she's worth it.
(People Chattering) (Frank) You all set, kiddo? I'm not gonna go easy on you.
Worthington's bartender said he was with the crew at "Bayfront".
He left around 11:00.
(Motorcycle Engine Rumbling) Yeah, right away.
Right after this motorcycle weirdness.
Are we ready? Frank, you ready, son? Danny-boy? Is everybody ready? Set! Go! No kidding! That's great.
(People Cheering) (Grunts) (Laughing) (Sighing) - You okay? - I'm always okay when I win.
Congratulations.
Thanks.
Not you, him.
A big, healthy baby boy.
Hey, I gotta get out of here! Hey everybody! Danny's got a son! (Frank Laughing) (People Cheering) Well, if Worthington is lying, he's doing a hell of a job of it.
We got six solid citizens who put him at the hotel bar from We've been showing this around.
We got it from a friend of hers.
Nobody wants to admit they know a hooker.
No one saw her.
Ever.
This case is not happening.
You two are still potential sponsors.
Try the drivers, one at a time.
(Gina) We'll get a witness.
(Katie) Danny, what is it? You're gonna stay here all night and you're not gonna say anything? What's the matter? Somebody stole the Porsche last night.
Whoever it was, they picked up a girl and they beat her to death.
Katie.
It was my car.
The cops think that I did it.
I didn't.
I know.
You don't have to say anything.
You believe me and my sponsors believe me.
The only ones that don't believe me are the cops.
They made me take them to this party so they could check out the other drivers.
Come here.
That mean you're gonna stand by me? Not stand by the father of my own child? What kind of a woman do you think I am? Oh, this came just before you showed up.
The nurse didn't see who dropped it off.
It didn't have a card.
Danny Tepper Jr.
told me he wanted his dad to open it.
Smart kid.
(Beatrice) Look, how many times do you want to hear it? Yeah, I've seen this girl.
She's a hooker.
Was a hooker, I guess.
She used to hang around outside the shop and drive decent people away.
Generally, she hung around with another hooker.
What does she look like? Colored girl.
Different.
Look, they come in pairs.
You know that.
- What about this car? - Car, I Look, I tell you, if I'd seen this car I probably would have run like hell 'cause, I mean, in the first place, it doesn't even look like a car.
So, ladies would you care to purchase a freshly baked croissant now or perhaps a cup of coffee? - No.
- Thanks for your help.
("Up From The Skies" Playing) Look, we're not messing around here, okay, Louis? Now, somebody killed your friend Florence.
We just need your help.
Okay.
But you're not gonna get my help if you keep calling me Louis.
Louis is dead.
Florence went to some fancy sleep-away school for Catholic girls.
But she hated it.
Did you see her get picked up? Honey, I've got enough problems looking out for myself.
(Car Engine Revving) (Crockett) Time for Danny-boy to start telling the truth.
Danny, Danny, wait a minute.
Look, man, I'm out on bond.
I'm free.
I don't have to talk to you guys.
(Frank) Hey, Danny told me about you guys.
I'm no lawyer, but you two have been harassing my son.
Let me tell you something, pal.
If I wanted to harass you or your son you wouldn't need no lawyer to tell you about it.
Well, it's time to look somewhere else.
My boy didn't do it! So why don't you leave him alone, try to find the guy who did Maybe you better get out of my face, man.
I know some lawyers.
Good ones.
They make more in an hour than you two clowns make in a week.
Danny, let's go.
(Crockett) Danny.
Abigail Cook.
That's Florence Italy's real name.
- Now what the hell's the matter with you? - Nothing.
You don't get it, do you? Unless you tell us who did this, man, you're it.
You're in the jackpot.
You're going to jail! It was your car, Danny.
And we could put you away on circumstantial evidence.
Look, I can control this car.
I can't control what's going on around me.
I can control this car right now, and that's' all I'm doing.
Danny knows, but Danny's not talking.
(Crockett) Nowheresville.
Absolute nowheresville.
I don't know.
(Engines Revving) With any luck I could have been a racecar driver.
Becky Sklar.
A driver's best friend.
Let's have a little chat.
Excuse us, Becky.
- Can we talk to you a second? - Sure.
- Oh, nice.
- Hello, lady.
They're willing to die when they drive, and I find that really attractive.
You say that you've been personally acquainted with most of the drivers on the circuit.
Absolutely.
Mechanics, too.
- Uh-huh? - Uh-huh.
Did you ever run into a driver on the circuit that maybe was a little rough with his women? It's been real.
Becky, if you're afraid, we can protect you.
I was in a hospital for nine months.
I had wire in my face.
(Becky) Have you ever lived sipping soup through a straw? How're you gonna protect me? What're you gonna do, move in with me? Are you gonna hang out with me? What about in six months? What about in a year from now? Come on! Hey, Becky.
Becky! Becky! This is a 17-year-old girl that was beaten to death.
That's exactly why I'm keeping my mouth shut, buddy.
I'm a big fan of racing, but I am a huge fan of life! Just leave me alone, okay? Come on! She's scared all the way down to her shoes.
She's never gonna talk.
You're crazy, man.
(Men Chattering) Could it be? (Tubbs) That's a very heavy father-and-son conversation.
(Crockett) You get the feeling that Danny's saying what he hasn't said to us? (Danny) You just don't understand, all right? Believe me.
Danny, Danny, you're a great kid.
But to tell you the truth I'm not even sure that you're mine.
Your mother, she was She did a pretty good job of sleeping around.
(Laughs) It's the way she was.
Maybe I am your daddy, but Well, it doesn't matter.
I mean, I'd say the same thing to you either way.
I mean, you You just gotta stop worrying about this Florence Italy deal.
I mean, it's gonna screw up your race.
Hell.
I mean if if it's working your head around that bad I mean, you're not gonna be any good to Katie or to Danny Jr.
(Laughs) Great name, huh? You're crazy.
You and me, couple of bikes (Mimicking Revving) We're both crazy! That was some deep ride.
Hey, look, kid.
We both know you didn't do it.
Now listen to me.
You're gonna wash out clean in this.
Danny.
Hey, Danny! Danny! Where are you going? You keep thinking about this, you're gonna wind up like that hooker.
Danny! It's gonna work out.
You didn't do it, so forget about it.
It's not your problem.
Let those dumb cops worry about it.
You're gonna have to have your mind on this race if you want to beat me.
Don't you want to beat me, Danny? Don't you want to win? ("Mercury Blues" Playing) (Engines Revving) (Marty) Yes, I'll say we're ready.
Old Frankie-boy just turned the third-fastest lap of the day.
Yes, it puts us in very good position.
I will cover anything.
Son, my cows bet more than that.
"Worthington Paper Goods" does not back a loser.
Bucky, you sure this don't cut into your grocery money now, huh? Bye.
How you doing, fast guy? Just fine! Yes, sir.
(Tubbs) Sonny, man, you know we can't be here all the time.
(Crockett) Well, back to square one.
She had to be picked up around here somewhere.
(Tubbs) Well, we'll just have to check it out again.
But if we keep covering this street they're gonna have to call it "Tubbs and Crockett Boulevard".
Hold on, partner.
I'm gonna get you a cappuccino.
Little change of pace.
Thanks, buddy.
(People Chattering) (Tubbs) Excuse me, lady, have you seen this girl? Please don't ask.
Everybody else is doing it, why shouldn't you? "Have you seen this girl, have you seen this car"? I'm sick of it.
And racing.
Vroom, vroom.
So stupid.
My son, Nicky he takes the day off so he can go watch these stupid little cars going around and around.
I don't get it.
Lady, do you have a monitor for that? Security told me that was gonna solve all my problems, right? So after I spent an arm and a leg to get the single-store package all the kids come in to watch themselves on TV.
So now I keep the TV part of this thing under the counter.
- You keep the tapes for this? - Yeah, I have to.
It's part of that single-store security package.
Yeah, I'd like to see the tapes from three nights ago.
What? I'd like to see the tapes from three nights ago.
Please.
Oh! (People Chattering) Okay, hold it.
Slo-mo time.
(Crockett) Go back, go back.
That's him, lighting a cigarette.
He's ours.
You'll need backup.
Take this to the lab, that frame.
We'll need an 8-by-10, black and white.
(Announcer) Well, the streets of Miami are ready for racing action like they've never seen before.
And you'll get a chance up-close to see some of the fastest sports cars in the world.
Get ready to go up to They're warming them up right now.
Take a look at them.
The fastest field of hard-top racing cars in the whole world ready to turn the streets loose here in Miami.
Watch them as they go by.
They look pretty nice.
some of the best race cars you'll ever see on the road.
We'll be coming around with the green flag in just a little bit.
Boy, are we anxious for it, too.
The Miami Grand Prix set to go once again and everybody's ready.
Come on, get up on your (Police Sirens Wailing) (Announcer) Watch this one close.
The pace car coming down on that last straightaway.
He'll duck out of the way.
And we're cooking in the early stages of this event.
Now it's a long Grand Prix race and this is not going to be the easiest driving job.
(Siren Wailing) We're ready for the second race platform now and Al Freon off the corner with a rush.
Out around the tight corner they go once again.
Number 85, Frank Tepper.
This is the father of the father-son team.
And sits right now at about third place.
We're at the one-third point in the race right now and the leader in the 962 is Danny Tepper.
That's the son in that father-son combination.
Sitting second and still out-wheeling.
Third place is Number 85, Frank Tepper the father.
In fourth place is Gunther Smith.
Really got a shot at the overall win right now.
(Announcer Chattering) Boy, they have got that car running well.
It gets off the corner with unbelievable velocity.
We've got a report of a yellow flag.
Apparently at turn two someone spun.
Most of the field will dive into the pit lane here.
Still solid in that third-place spot is Frank Tepper as we enter the closing stages of this event.
Right along the "Miami" Marina Area.
Boy, there is some great racing.
People sitting out on their front porches watching it.
Tepper still working his way strongly through the field right now.
Three miles down.
That's quick for city streets.
(Announcer Chattering) They could end up going into the wall Well, we're down to the closing stages of it now and it is still Tepper out in front, and right behind him And we're now on the final lap.
Like to get a piece of Danny Tepper.
But Tepper His father, Frank Tepper, is still solidly entrenched in third.
And there it is, the checkered flag! Tepper wins the Miami Grand Prix.
Al Freon goes to second place.
In third place Frank Tepper.
But what a finishing order for the Tepper family.
Father and son will be on the victory circle stand together.
Danny Tepper trying to get the car to victory circle right now.
He's gotta be a happy young man.
His teammates running around, congratulating him down there.
(People Cheering) (Danny) Thank you.
(People Applauding) Thank you.
That was tough.
I hope Danny Jr.
enjoyed it as much as I did.
(Car Engines Revving) (Police Sirens Wailing) (Police Sirens Wailing) (Tires Screeching) (Engine Roaring) (Glass Shattering)