Miami Vice s04e14 Episode Script
Baseballs of Death
[Horns Honking.]
I've got gold! Gold! You got it.
I want it.
Give it up.
[Men Rapping.]
[No Audible Dialogue.]
[No Audible Dialogue.]
[Camera Shutter Clicking.]
[Clicking Continues.]
[Door Slams.]
Lousy night.
Ten chokes, a couple of halfers, and all I got to show is 300.
Shaney, you said I could quit soon.
Sure, baby.
Sure.
Of course.
Couple more nights like this, of course you can quit.
Thank you so much.
Now look out, darlin'.
The contacts are still wet, all right? Now let's see.
Bad night for you.
Very good night for me.
You had a pair of Porsches, That creep! He's got some kinda vise grip.
It still hurts, Shaney.
Help rub it out, please? No.
Okay.
There it is.
All right.
[Whimpers.]
[Beeps.]
[Sighs.]
Okay.
B- 7-C [Beeps.]
Here we go.
Okay.
Got it.
[Beeps.]
Damn! It's a rental.
Shaney! [Dial Tone.]
[Beeping.]
[Line Ringing.]
[Woman.]
Prestige Auto Rentals.
Oh.
Hello.
Um Uh, look, my car was hit in a parking lot by a black Maserati with your license plate holder on it.
Did you get the number? I did actually, yes.
It's B-7-C-3-0-2.
[Woman.]
It's rented to an Ernesto Guerrero.
He's listed at 163 Bayshore.
The number's 555-9967.
Thank you so much.
- Shaney doesn't love Cinder anymore.
- Shh! [Dial Tone.]
[Beeping.]
[Line Ringing.]
[Man.]
Dígame.
Ernesto Guerrero? Sí.
Who is this? Your worst nightmare, mate.
Second Avenue, busty little thing named Cinder got into your Maserati.
Well, I got pictures.
And you got trouble.
- No.
You can't.
- Shut up! Now, Ernesto, there's a little alleyway off Second Avenue.
I want you to be there in an hour with $5,000 cash.
All right? Or you'll be reading about yourself in the Post-Dispatch.
[Handset Settles In Cradle.]
Ernesto! You know, you Latino businessmen are my best customers.
In fact, when you get down to Miami, the first thing you wanna do is get your, um, oil changed.
[Laughs.]
It's all there Pancho.
[Body Thuds.]
[Police Radio, Indistinct.]
[Gina.]
Homicide called.
It's a double.
[Tubbs.]
Why call us in on it? The girl in the bag had 11 priors for pandering and prostitution.
I booked her myselflast week.
Any address? Trudy's pulling the papers now.
Who's in the other bag? The name is Shane Dubois.
The Vette outside the alley is registered to him.
Probably her pimp.
We called D.
M.
V.
And guess what? Surprise me.
He used to work for 'em.
He was fired for insubordination.
Refused to cut his hair.
I guess he got more than a haircut.
[Ringing.]
Yeah, Trudy? [Trudy.]
On the booking form she gave her address as 4285 Second Avenue.
Sounds like The Tropical.
Yeah.
That fleabag dive of a hotel off 15th Street.
I don't have to do this, you know.
Not without a paper.
Well, we're proud of you, Sy.
Oy vey! Later, Sy.
We'll say good-bye when we leave.
[TV, Indistinct.]
Hey, Sonny.
Come look at this.
Hey, man.
Take a look at this.
Oh, very cute.
He's accessed the Department of Motor Vehicles.
He'd have his girls work the corner.
[Crockett.]
Take pictures of thejohns.
[Tubbs.]
Run the license plates.
And give 'em a call and say, "A nte up, boys, or see your pictures in the paper.
" Eight-to-five, we got the killer right here on film.
[Speaking Spanish.]
El "American Way.
" Thank you, Comandante Guerrero.
The flow of narcotics, gentlemen, can no longer be dealt with on a country-to-country basis.
[Spanish.]
Now, with newly allocated drug-fighting funds from Washington, we will be able to apply the latest in weaponry and electronic surveillance.
[Spanish.]
[Applause.]
[Man.]
Thank you.
Thank you, gentlemen.
That's all for today.
I'll see you in the morning.
[Chattering In Spanish.]
I understand you have a problem.
No problem.
I just find it impossible to operate in Miami.
I think I can help.
Really? Officially or unofficially? Don't be ridiculous.
There's no way to get you people anything officially.
[Scoffs.]
Anything? Woody's, a bar in the Hotel du Cap.
My associate will find you.
No, no, sir.
Listen, nobody wants to book you for soliciting.
Okay, pal? We just want to know where you were last night.
[Sighs.]
N Well, uh, I'm very, very sorry, Reverend.
Yes.
Sorry.
Thank you.
[Scoffs.]
Any leads? No, I'm 0 for 4.
I just got a minister who drives a 911 and he was at prayer meeting at the time of the murders.
Anything? Anyone? Goose egg.
Still checking.
Most of mine are out.
This could take all day.
Uh, can you hold? Just one second.
Lieutenant, all of mine were a wash except for one.
A black Maserati was rented by a guy named Guerrero, Skyline Drive over in Biscayne.
Talk about a long shot.
I'll tell Gina and Trudy to run theirs down.
It's the only live one we got.
Get over to Biscayne.
Find him.
If it's real, he may try to skip.
We don't have much time.
Get on it.
[Dance.]
[Man Singing.]
[Speaking Spanish.]
He is late.
I'm sorry, but I'm waiting for someone.
Yes, I know.
You are waiting for him.
He's a very important man.
You must be joking.
I wouldn't touch him for a thousand bucks.
Maybe you touch him five times now.
[No Audible Dialogue.]
This is for you, sir.
Let's go.
[Door Opens, Closes.]
Captain Guerrero.
Glad to see we're off to such a positive start.
I don't trust my mother.
Why should I trust you? Your mother can't satisfy your needs anymore.
I can.
Ah.
That would make me very happy, but I don't like to be made unhappy.
recoil compensators, fixed combat sights, 300 Mossberg 870's, This for your gun club or are you planning to invade Uruguay? [Whirring.]
Can you deliver? Can't foresee any problem.
Anything else? side-loading.
Barrel extensions? Yes, with 32-round mags.
Hundred rounds per, plus shipping [Laughs.]
That is with the usual sales incentive for you.
Soon as the cash on the deal hits my account, I move two percent across Zurich to you.
Five percent.
Comandante, this is a"no export list" sale.
I've got to use cutout countries for my transshipment.
That more than doubles my cost.
Three percent, high as I go.
Wait a minute.
Hold your water.
plus throw in a gross of these.
P7 M13.
Squeeze-integrated cocking.
[Hammer Clicks.]
Deal.
Spectacular.
There's just one more item.
What's that? Baseballs.
No way.
Too tough an item.
I'll pay top dollar.
Uh-uh.
I can't afford the attention.
They'll shut me down.
You can't afford not to, or I'll shut you down right now.
[Tubbs.]
This is it.
[Crockett.]
Yeah.
- [Phone Ringing.]
- [Tubbs.]
Yeah, Trudy? Gina and I just finished.
All Cinder's other johns have alibis for the murder night, so the guy in the Maserati, he looks good for it.
Yeah, we're at the address now and here he comes.
[Tires Screeching.]
[Speaking Spanish.]
[Speaking Spanish.]
[Yawns.]
[Ringing.]
Guten Morgen.
Yeah.
Anything since last night? Oh! A couple of dogs fell in love and started a family about six hours ago.
Other than that Wait a minute.
Looks like you guys got here just in time.
There's some people exiting the house.
Two guys in a Maserati heading my way.
All right, Switek, loop around the front.
I don't want him gettin' too far.
Right.
Miami Vice! Exit the car slowly! Real slow.
Unload that jacket there, big boy.
Right down there.
Tell your babysitter to do the same thing.
- [Speaking Spanish.]
- Get up against the car.
Up against the car and spread them fingers, now.
What is the meaning of this violation? Well, you see, somebody threw a double murder the other night.
And rumor has it that you were the host.
"General Ernesto Guerrero.
Policía De Nacional.
Santiago, Chile.
" Well, let me tell you somethin', Ernie.
Down there in Chile, this may give you a license to kill.
Here in Miami, it don't mean squat.
Don't expect any diplomatic immunity up here 'cause you ain't got none.
Visiting police officers in this country are considered private citizens.
Tell me somethin' Ernie, where were you three nights ago? If this was my country, you would be dead by now.
Yeah, well we got a little legal technicality up here called the Sixth Amendment.
Keeps us from shootin'dogs like you when we arrest you.
Rico, read 'em the card.
Cut 'em loose! The hell are you? Brody, D.
E.
A.
This man is a guest of theJustice Department.
My apologies, General Guerrero.
You're free to go.
Not until this peasant picks up my gun.
Be a cold day in July, pal.
General Guerrero is an ally of ours in the war against the Andean coke cartel.
No kidding? To me he just looks like another cattle prod specialist with an over-active libido.
[Speaking Spanish.]
Hey, look, the D.
E.
A.
Does not have jurisdiction.
Guerrero's a suspect in double homicides and he has to be questioned.
Tomorrow morning, Teach your friend some manners.
This is nuts.
What are we waitin'for? This guy could be halfway to Santiago by now.
Brody assured me he'll be here for questioning.
You think that'll get us a wiretap? Doubtful.
Even if it could, we can't tap a consulate without state approval.
Fat chance.
Why not? 'Cause the wind down in Chile's been blowin' from the far right since '73.
So? D.
C.
Not gonna upset the rabid anti-Communist.
To the point of covering up for murder? They may not have to.
If we can't come up with a stronger case against Guerrero, he walks.
We may have caught some luck, according to this rental agreement.
Guerrero's Maserati has a car phone.
And? Well, car phones are basically just radios.
They've got open frequencies that transfer from zone to zone by repeaters.
- So? - So, as long as we stay in the same grid, we can lock onto the frequency and monitor all the calls.
Means we don't need a warrant.
[Tubbs.]
You think that'll hold up in court, Lieutenant? If we lay out our probable cause, stress exigent circumstances, minimize our monitoring to relevant conversations, it might fly.
That sounds like a "yes" to me.
[Phone Ringing.]
[Guerrero.]
Dígame.
[Brody.]
Where the hell have you been? We've had a plane standing by at Opa-locka all day.
I'm not ready to leave yet.
My business is not finished.
Yeah? Well, Vice is gettin' ready to put you out of business permanently.
Do I sound worried? You should be.
Your gold star doesn't cut any ice up here.
I will leave when your associate delivers.
It's a delivery that I assume will profit you as well.
I'm only in this for the finder's fee.
Ten grand isn't enough for me to risk my pension.
Fine, we'll make it 20.
Does that calm your nerves? D.
E.
A.
Brought you here, but I'm your handler.
Anything embarrassing happens, it's my butt that gets barbecued, mister.
So while you're in Miami, do me a favor.
Leash the libido.
[Slams Down Handset.]
[Dial Tone.]
[Laughs.]
[Handset Settles In Cradle.]
You say you can pick this guy up with an ordinary police scanner? Same thing the feds used to crack the Pizza Connection case in New York.
Trust me.
[Static.]
[Woman.]
Hotel du Cap.
Speed Stiles, please.
[Static.]
We trust you.
[Guerrero.]
Is the, uh, order filled? [Stiles.]
All but the specialty item.
Other toys'll be shipped.
The load should reach Puerto Barrios in Guatemala, four to six weeks.
[Static.]
Come on.
Damn it, Stan.
You'll have it tomorrow, but you're gonna have to take delivery here in Miami and [Indistinct.]
I lost him.
We didn't get much more than a name.
Guerrero called the du Cap to a guy named Speed Stiles.
Stiles.
I'll run that through the computer and see what I get.
Yeah.
Do that.
Homicide just called.
We got a related over at the Tropical.
You're kidding.
Suicide? Bring back all the records, including ballistics.
I'm sure we could give them odds on the type of gun.
I think I'll tag along just to check this one out.
We'll meet you over there.
Rumor has it this one's of interest to you guys.
A full confession to your double homicide.
[Speaking Spanish.]
It says, " Mother of God, forgive me.
I'm sorry for taking the lives of the young prostitute and her boyfriend.
" How convenient.
Yeah, don't ya just love the symmetry of it all? Looks like Guerrero won't have to stand for questioning after all.
Why the hell not? Give me a break.
Ramon always drives Guerrero's car.
You've got blackmail pictures of the dead hooker getting into it.
Tonight he not only confesses, but he kills himself using the same gun.
And I guess Guerrero was home making chili rellenos through all this.
As a matter of fact, he was in his quarters at the consulate.
I have notarized statements from the staff, swearing to his presence during both incidents.
Look, it was obviously Ramon in the car.
Guerrero never drives himself, and there was only one man in the car in the pictures.
Case closed.
Wait a minute.
We got proof that says Give it up, Switek.
We're just gonna have to swallow hard on this one.
Agent Brody has the evidence.
We don't.
Far be it for us to question the wisdom of the D.
E.
A.
When he's right, he's right.
[Stiles On Tape.]
but the specialty item.
Other toys'll be shipped.
The load should reach Puerto Barrios in Guatemala, four to six weeks.
After that, you're on your own.
You think he's shoveling snow? [Sighs.]
Miami to Guatemala? Wrong direction.
Besides, "toys" is a Company word for munitions.
He's runnin' guns.
Maybe.
Chile's been off-limits to U.
S.
Munitions exports since '76 when Carter accused Pinochet of using death squads.
Play the rest.
[Static.]
This is where we started to lose it.
We should run it through Special Operations.
Maybe they can sweeten the audio.
It's worth a shot.
Push it.
[Guerrero.]
Stop acting like an old lady.
You have been well paid.
[Brody On Phone.]
Not if I do time as an accessory to murder one.
And who am I supposed to have killed now? [Brody.]
Did you really think that they would buy that Ramon did himself? A guilty conscience is a heavy burden, friend.
They have nothing.
No.
They've got something.
I don't know what it is.
One of the cops slipped.
They tried to cover it up, but they know something.
I'd bet my life on it.
If you cross me, it'll be a bet you're going to lose.
You have nothing to worry about.
I'm leaving the country before they can do anything.
- When are you leaving? - Tomorrow, 4:00.
Chalk Air.
Don't miss it.
The report says that they cut out all the highs, added some bass response.
Well, let's see what we got here.
You can just barely make it out.
[Static.]
[Guerrero.]
Is the, uh, order filled? [Stiles.]
All but the specialty item.
Other toys'll be shipped.
The load should reach Puerto Barrios in Guatemala, four to six weeks.
After that, you're on your own.
[Guerrero.]
And the, uh, C.
B.
U.
? Did he say C.
B.
U.
? Sounded like it.
[Clicks.]
[Tape Rewinding.]
weeks.
After that, you're on your own.
And the, uh, C.
B.
U.
's? What's a C.
B.
U.
? [Sighs.]
Canisterized Bomblet Units.
Cluster bombs.
In country, the V.
C.
Called 'em "bombies.
" We called 'em "baseballs of death.
" [Sighs.]
The U.
S.
Halted their arms shipment to Chile in 1976.
Since then, they've developed their own heavy weapons industry with customers like Iran and Iraq.
Their chief export is cluster bombs.
So why is Guerrero pulling out the stops for these if he can get 'em at home? I'm not sure.
Do you think this could be news to Brody and the other D.
E.
A.
I don't wanna tip our hand till we find out where Brody stands.
It's my feeling he's a rogue and the D.
E.
A.
Doesn't know a thing about it.
What's this? An ex-Company munitions expert.
He might have a personal interest in this.
I want the rest of you to concentrate on Stiles.
He's got five outstanding warrants.
All we have on him is some phone calls from a hotel.
Divide them up and run them down.
We're running out of time.
That's enough shrapnel to take out a tank.
Pretty amazing, huh? Just a couple hundred years ago we were still throwing stones.
Yeah, wonderful progress we're making, isn't it? Yeah.
That's the genuine item.
Dead, of course.
Yeah.
Well, the lieutenant said you might have a personal interest in these things.
Well that's not hard to figure, huh? I mean, the sleeper version of that is what bought me this chair.
[Tubbs.]
The sleeper? Yeah.
It's the new, improved version.
It lays dormant in the ground until stepped on.
There's nothin'like hearin'that click and knowin'that your next step is gonna be your last.
So, uh These guys don't know the difference between soldiers and non-combatants, is that what you're tellin' me? Exactly.
Strictly anti-personnel.
They've been outlawed in 20 countries and many of their victims are children.
After I lost these, I came back, I started running point against Washington, try and get the U.
S.
To stop buildin' 'em.
I'm havin' a problem with something.
How come If Chile is the biggest exporter of these guys, how come Guerrero wants a U.
S.
Model? Ah.
Chile doesn't have the sleeper version.
Very difficult to manufacture.
And Guerrero knows this is the hot ticket in the Middle East.
Hey, if they could build a better mousetrap Thank you.
[Door Opens, Closes.]
Yeah, I'll hold.
[Groans.]
Another outcall service.
[Scoffs.]
This guy Stiles, he's in his room four days, sends out for pizza nine times, hookers twice.
Guess who Stiles called last week? Get a warrant.
Any other leads? I'm workin' on this Yeah.
Yeah.
No.
No, Stiles.
[Phone Ringing.]
Wiley's Surplus.
Hello.
Who the hell's callin'? Sorry.
Wrong number.
Huh.
It's a surplus place in Echols.
That's where the air force base is.
It's the biggest munitions depot in the South.
[Airplane Passes Overhead.]
[Woman Singing Rock.]
[Beeping.]
[Continues.]
[Continues.]
The punctuality is appreciated.
You have them? Expensive, but worth it.
[Continues.]
[Airplane Passes Overhead.]
[Ends.]
The man is a major U.
S.
Asset in Latin America.
He's a sadistic head-case who also happens to be running an off-the-books deal for cluster bombs.
What? What did you say? The hell is he talking about? Talkin' about a gun-runner by the name of Stiles.
Wanted in six countries.
Look familiar? Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
He's an ex-A.
T.
F.
Agent.
He used to work for you when you were with Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms.
And, uh, I don't suppose you've seen him since, right? No.
No, of course not.
So the phone call he made to you at your home last week must have been a wrong number.
Look.
Guerrero helps us out sometimes.
He was having some trouble getting some small arms.
There's an embargo.
Mm-hmm.
So you put him next to Stiles? Yeah.
He helps us take out the garbage sometimes.
Well, your buddy sold a C.
B.
U.
Sleeper unit from Echols.
We wouldn't have known about it, except for Guerrero's got a horn for hookers.
And we figure he's gonna get out with it sometime today.
What's his exit point? I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
I'm talkin' about four $5,000 CD's placed in your account by an S.
Stiles.
[Castillo.]
It's all legal.
We have a warrant.
You can either talk to us or you can talk to the U.
S.
Attorney.
Anybody else at D.
E.
A.
In on this? [Muttering.]
The way I see it, you got one chance to beat hard time as a coconspirator.
[Airplane Passes Overhead.]
- [Whispers.]
He's here.
- All set.
[Woman On P.
A.
.]
Attention, please.
- Chalk's International Flight 200 for Paradise Island, the Bahamas - I got 'em.
Will be ready for boarding momentarily.
Wait for my order.
Team Two, slowly move in on the pilot and stop him from going on the airplane.
Easy.
- [Screaming.]
- Freeze! [Screaming.]
- Back off! - No! Oh, God! No! [Screams.]
I got enough explosives here to take all of us.
- You'll go down with it.
- I got nothing to lose.
You try me.
- [Gasping.]
- Everybody step down off the steps.
Stay! [Whimpering.]
Move over there! Move! Oh, God.
Go ahead.
Good.
That's nice.
[Screams.]
Oh, God! Pick it up.
Pick it up.
- Pick it up.
- [Moans.]
Oh.
This sweet little lady and I are gonna get on that plane.
And everybody's gonna be real nice.
Right? [Whimpers.]
Oh! Oh, God.
[Whimpering.]
Oh! Close the door! [Whimpers.]
[Engines Start.]
[Man Singing.]
It's not gonna get that far.
I didn't get a chance to put any gas in the plane.
Crockett, stay with the plane.
[Continues.]
[Engines Sputtering.]
[Gunshot.]
[Continues.]
[Continues.]
[Continues.]
[Ends.]
I've got gold! Gold! You got it.
I want it.
Give it up.
[Men Rapping.]
[No Audible Dialogue.]
[No Audible Dialogue.]
[Camera Shutter Clicking.]
[Clicking Continues.]
[Door Slams.]
Lousy night.
Ten chokes, a couple of halfers, and all I got to show is 300.
Shaney, you said I could quit soon.
Sure, baby.
Sure.
Of course.
Couple more nights like this, of course you can quit.
Thank you so much.
Now look out, darlin'.
The contacts are still wet, all right? Now let's see.
Bad night for you.
Very good night for me.
You had a pair of Porsches, That creep! He's got some kinda vise grip.
It still hurts, Shaney.
Help rub it out, please? No.
Okay.
There it is.
All right.
[Whimpers.]
[Beeps.]
[Sighs.]
Okay.
B- 7-C [Beeps.]
Here we go.
Okay.
Got it.
[Beeps.]
Damn! It's a rental.
Shaney! [Dial Tone.]
[Beeping.]
[Line Ringing.]
[Woman.]
Prestige Auto Rentals.
Oh.
Hello.
Um Uh, look, my car was hit in a parking lot by a black Maserati with your license plate holder on it.
Did you get the number? I did actually, yes.
It's B-7-C-3-0-2.
[Woman.]
It's rented to an Ernesto Guerrero.
He's listed at 163 Bayshore.
The number's 555-9967.
Thank you so much.
- Shaney doesn't love Cinder anymore.
- Shh! [Dial Tone.]
[Beeping.]
[Line Ringing.]
[Man.]
Dígame.
Ernesto Guerrero? Sí.
Who is this? Your worst nightmare, mate.
Second Avenue, busty little thing named Cinder got into your Maserati.
Well, I got pictures.
And you got trouble.
- No.
You can't.
- Shut up! Now, Ernesto, there's a little alleyway off Second Avenue.
I want you to be there in an hour with $5,000 cash.
All right? Or you'll be reading about yourself in the Post-Dispatch.
[Handset Settles In Cradle.]
Ernesto! You know, you Latino businessmen are my best customers.
In fact, when you get down to Miami, the first thing you wanna do is get your, um, oil changed.
[Laughs.]
It's all there Pancho.
[Body Thuds.]
[Police Radio, Indistinct.]
[Gina.]
Homicide called.
It's a double.
[Tubbs.]
Why call us in on it? The girl in the bag had 11 priors for pandering and prostitution.
I booked her myselflast week.
Any address? Trudy's pulling the papers now.
Who's in the other bag? The name is Shane Dubois.
The Vette outside the alley is registered to him.
Probably her pimp.
We called D.
M.
V.
And guess what? Surprise me.
He used to work for 'em.
He was fired for insubordination.
Refused to cut his hair.
I guess he got more than a haircut.
[Ringing.]
Yeah, Trudy? [Trudy.]
On the booking form she gave her address as 4285 Second Avenue.
Sounds like The Tropical.
Yeah.
That fleabag dive of a hotel off 15th Street.
I don't have to do this, you know.
Not without a paper.
Well, we're proud of you, Sy.
Oy vey! Later, Sy.
We'll say good-bye when we leave.
[TV, Indistinct.]
Hey, Sonny.
Come look at this.
Hey, man.
Take a look at this.
Oh, very cute.
He's accessed the Department of Motor Vehicles.
He'd have his girls work the corner.
[Crockett.]
Take pictures of thejohns.
[Tubbs.]
Run the license plates.
And give 'em a call and say, "A nte up, boys, or see your pictures in the paper.
" Eight-to-five, we got the killer right here on film.
[Speaking Spanish.]
El "American Way.
" Thank you, Comandante Guerrero.
The flow of narcotics, gentlemen, can no longer be dealt with on a country-to-country basis.
[Spanish.]
Now, with newly allocated drug-fighting funds from Washington, we will be able to apply the latest in weaponry and electronic surveillance.
[Spanish.]
[Applause.]
[Man.]
Thank you.
Thank you, gentlemen.
That's all for today.
I'll see you in the morning.
[Chattering In Spanish.]
I understand you have a problem.
No problem.
I just find it impossible to operate in Miami.
I think I can help.
Really? Officially or unofficially? Don't be ridiculous.
There's no way to get you people anything officially.
[Scoffs.]
Anything? Woody's, a bar in the Hotel du Cap.
My associate will find you.
No, no, sir.
Listen, nobody wants to book you for soliciting.
Okay, pal? We just want to know where you were last night.
[Sighs.]
N Well, uh, I'm very, very sorry, Reverend.
Yes.
Sorry.
Thank you.
[Scoffs.]
Any leads? No, I'm 0 for 4.
I just got a minister who drives a 911 and he was at prayer meeting at the time of the murders.
Anything? Anyone? Goose egg.
Still checking.
Most of mine are out.
This could take all day.
Uh, can you hold? Just one second.
Lieutenant, all of mine were a wash except for one.
A black Maserati was rented by a guy named Guerrero, Skyline Drive over in Biscayne.
Talk about a long shot.
I'll tell Gina and Trudy to run theirs down.
It's the only live one we got.
Get over to Biscayne.
Find him.
If it's real, he may try to skip.
We don't have much time.
Get on it.
[Dance.]
[Man Singing.]
[Speaking Spanish.]
He is late.
I'm sorry, but I'm waiting for someone.
Yes, I know.
You are waiting for him.
He's a very important man.
You must be joking.
I wouldn't touch him for a thousand bucks.
Maybe you touch him five times now.
[No Audible Dialogue.]
This is for you, sir.
Let's go.
[Door Opens, Closes.]
Captain Guerrero.
Glad to see we're off to such a positive start.
I don't trust my mother.
Why should I trust you? Your mother can't satisfy your needs anymore.
I can.
Ah.
That would make me very happy, but I don't like to be made unhappy.
recoil compensators, fixed combat sights, 300 Mossberg 870's, This for your gun club or are you planning to invade Uruguay? [Whirring.]
Can you deliver? Can't foresee any problem.
Anything else? side-loading.
Barrel extensions? Yes, with 32-round mags.
Hundred rounds per, plus shipping [Laughs.]
That is with the usual sales incentive for you.
Soon as the cash on the deal hits my account, I move two percent across Zurich to you.
Five percent.
Comandante, this is a"no export list" sale.
I've got to use cutout countries for my transshipment.
That more than doubles my cost.
Three percent, high as I go.
Wait a minute.
Hold your water.
plus throw in a gross of these.
P7 M13.
Squeeze-integrated cocking.
[Hammer Clicks.]
Deal.
Spectacular.
There's just one more item.
What's that? Baseballs.
No way.
Too tough an item.
I'll pay top dollar.
Uh-uh.
I can't afford the attention.
They'll shut me down.
You can't afford not to, or I'll shut you down right now.
[Tubbs.]
This is it.
[Crockett.]
Yeah.
- [Phone Ringing.]
- [Tubbs.]
Yeah, Trudy? Gina and I just finished.
All Cinder's other johns have alibis for the murder night, so the guy in the Maserati, he looks good for it.
Yeah, we're at the address now and here he comes.
[Tires Screeching.]
[Speaking Spanish.]
[Speaking Spanish.]
[Yawns.]
[Ringing.]
Guten Morgen.
Yeah.
Anything since last night? Oh! A couple of dogs fell in love and started a family about six hours ago.
Other than that Wait a minute.
Looks like you guys got here just in time.
There's some people exiting the house.
Two guys in a Maserati heading my way.
All right, Switek, loop around the front.
I don't want him gettin' too far.
Right.
Miami Vice! Exit the car slowly! Real slow.
Unload that jacket there, big boy.
Right down there.
Tell your babysitter to do the same thing.
- [Speaking Spanish.]
- Get up against the car.
Up against the car and spread them fingers, now.
What is the meaning of this violation? Well, you see, somebody threw a double murder the other night.
And rumor has it that you were the host.
"General Ernesto Guerrero.
Policía De Nacional.
Santiago, Chile.
" Well, let me tell you somethin', Ernie.
Down there in Chile, this may give you a license to kill.
Here in Miami, it don't mean squat.
Don't expect any diplomatic immunity up here 'cause you ain't got none.
Visiting police officers in this country are considered private citizens.
Tell me somethin' Ernie, where were you three nights ago? If this was my country, you would be dead by now.
Yeah, well we got a little legal technicality up here called the Sixth Amendment.
Keeps us from shootin'dogs like you when we arrest you.
Rico, read 'em the card.
Cut 'em loose! The hell are you? Brody, D.
E.
A.
This man is a guest of theJustice Department.
My apologies, General Guerrero.
You're free to go.
Not until this peasant picks up my gun.
Be a cold day in July, pal.
General Guerrero is an ally of ours in the war against the Andean coke cartel.
No kidding? To me he just looks like another cattle prod specialist with an over-active libido.
[Speaking Spanish.]
Hey, look, the D.
E.
A.
Does not have jurisdiction.
Guerrero's a suspect in double homicides and he has to be questioned.
Tomorrow morning, Teach your friend some manners.
This is nuts.
What are we waitin'for? This guy could be halfway to Santiago by now.
Brody assured me he'll be here for questioning.
You think that'll get us a wiretap? Doubtful.
Even if it could, we can't tap a consulate without state approval.
Fat chance.
Why not? 'Cause the wind down in Chile's been blowin' from the far right since '73.
So? D.
C.
Not gonna upset the rabid anti-Communist.
To the point of covering up for murder? They may not have to.
If we can't come up with a stronger case against Guerrero, he walks.
We may have caught some luck, according to this rental agreement.
Guerrero's Maserati has a car phone.
And? Well, car phones are basically just radios.
They've got open frequencies that transfer from zone to zone by repeaters.
- So? - So, as long as we stay in the same grid, we can lock onto the frequency and monitor all the calls.
Means we don't need a warrant.
[Tubbs.]
You think that'll hold up in court, Lieutenant? If we lay out our probable cause, stress exigent circumstances, minimize our monitoring to relevant conversations, it might fly.
That sounds like a "yes" to me.
[Phone Ringing.]
[Guerrero.]
Dígame.
[Brody.]
Where the hell have you been? We've had a plane standing by at Opa-locka all day.
I'm not ready to leave yet.
My business is not finished.
Yeah? Well, Vice is gettin' ready to put you out of business permanently.
Do I sound worried? You should be.
Your gold star doesn't cut any ice up here.
I will leave when your associate delivers.
It's a delivery that I assume will profit you as well.
I'm only in this for the finder's fee.
Ten grand isn't enough for me to risk my pension.
Fine, we'll make it 20.
Does that calm your nerves? D.
E.
A.
Brought you here, but I'm your handler.
Anything embarrassing happens, it's my butt that gets barbecued, mister.
So while you're in Miami, do me a favor.
Leash the libido.
[Slams Down Handset.]
[Dial Tone.]
[Laughs.]
[Handset Settles In Cradle.]
You say you can pick this guy up with an ordinary police scanner? Same thing the feds used to crack the Pizza Connection case in New York.
Trust me.
[Static.]
[Woman.]
Hotel du Cap.
Speed Stiles, please.
[Static.]
We trust you.
[Guerrero.]
Is the, uh, order filled? [Stiles.]
All but the specialty item.
Other toys'll be shipped.
The load should reach Puerto Barrios in Guatemala, four to six weeks.
[Static.]
Come on.
Damn it, Stan.
You'll have it tomorrow, but you're gonna have to take delivery here in Miami and [Indistinct.]
I lost him.
We didn't get much more than a name.
Guerrero called the du Cap to a guy named Speed Stiles.
Stiles.
I'll run that through the computer and see what I get.
Yeah.
Do that.
Homicide just called.
We got a related over at the Tropical.
You're kidding.
Suicide? Bring back all the records, including ballistics.
I'm sure we could give them odds on the type of gun.
I think I'll tag along just to check this one out.
We'll meet you over there.
Rumor has it this one's of interest to you guys.
A full confession to your double homicide.
[Speaking Spanish.]
It says, " Mother of God, forgive me.
I'm sorry for taking the lives of the young prostitute and her boyfriend.
" How convenient.
Yeah, don't ya just love the symmetry of it all? Looks like Guerrero won't have to stand for questioning after all.
Why the hell not? Give me a break.
Ramon always drives Guerrero's car.
You've got blackmail pictures of the dead hooker getting into it.
Tonight he not only confesses, but he kills himself using the same gun.
And I guess Guerrero was home making chili rellenos through all this.
As a matter of fact, he was in his quarters at the consulate.
I have notarized statements from the staff, swearing to his presence during both incidents.
Look, it was obviously Ramon in the car.
Guerrero never drives himself, and there was only one man in the car in the pictures.
Case closed.
Wait a minute.
We got proof that says Give it up, Switek.
We're just gonna have to swallow hard on this one.
Agent Brody has the evidence.
We don't.
Far be it for us to question the wisdom of the D.
E.
A.
When he's right, he's right.
[Stiles On Tape.]
but the specialty item.
Other toys'll be shipped.
The load should reach Puerto Barrios in Guatemala, four to six weeks.
After that, you're on your own.
You think he's shoveling snow? [Sighs.]
Miami to Guatemala? Wrong direction.
Besides, "toys" is a Company word for munitions.
He's runnin' guns.
Maybe.
Chile's been off-limits to U.
S.
Munitions exports since '76 when Carter accused Pinochet of using death squads.
Play the rest.
[Static.]
This is where we started to lose it.
We should run it through Special Operations.
Maybe they can sweeten the audio.
It's worth a shot.
Push it.
[Guerrero.]
Stop acting like an old lady.
You have been well paid.
[Brody On Phone.]
Not if I do time as an accessory to murder one.
And who am I supposed to have killed now? [Brody.]
Did you really think that they would buy that Ramon did himself? A guilty conscience is a heavy burden, friend.
They have nothing.
No.
They've got something.
I don't know what it is.
One of the cops slipped.
They tried to cover it up, but they know something.
I'd bet my life on it.
If you cross me, it'll be a bet you're going to lose.
You have nothing to worry about.
I'm leaving the country before they can do anything.
- When are you leaving? - Tomorrow, 4:00.
Chalk Air.
Don't miss it.
The report says that they cut out all the highs, added some bass response.
Well, let's see what we got here.
You can just barely make it out.
[Static.]
[Guerrero.]
Is the, uh, order filled? [Stiles.]
All but the specialty item.
Other toys'll be shipped.
The load should reach Puerto Barrios in Guatemala, four to six weeks.
After that, you're on your own.
[Guerrero.]
And the, uh, C.
B.
U.
? Did he say C.
B.
U.
? Sounded like it.
[Clicks.]
[Tape Rewinding.]
weeks.
After that, you're on your own.
And the, uh, C.
B.
U.
's? What's a C.
B.
U.
? [Sighs.]
Canisterized Bomblet Units.
Cluster bombs.
In country, the V.
C.
Called 'em "bombies.
" We called 'em "baseballs of death.
" [Sighs.]
The U.
S.
Halted their arms shipment to Chile in 1976.
Since then, they've developed their own heavy weapons industry with customers like Iran and Iraq.
Their chief export is cluster bombs.
So why is Guerrero pulling out the stops for these if he can get 'em at home? I'm not sure.
Do you think this could be news to Brody and the other D.
E.
A.
I don't wanna tip our hand till we find out where Brody stands.
It's my feeling he's a rogue and the D.
E.
A.
Doesn't know a thing about it.
What's this? An ex-Company munitions expert.
He might have a personal interest in this.
I want the rest of you to concentrate on Stiles.
He's got five outstanding warrants.
All we have on him is some phone calls from a hotel.
Divide them up and run them down.
We're running out of time.
That's enough shrapnel to take out a tank.
Pretty amazing, huh? Just a couple hundred years ago we were still throwing stones.
Yeah, wonderful progress we're making, isn't it? Yeah.
That's the genuine item.
Dead, of course.
Yeah.
Well, the lieutenant said you might have a personal interest in these things.
Well that's not hard to figure, huh? I mean, the sleeper version of that is what bought me this chair.
[Tubbs.]
The sleeper? Yeah.
It's the new, improved version.
It lays dormant in the ground until stepped on.
There's nothin'like hearin'that click and knowin'that your next step is gonna be your last.
So, uh These guys don't know the difference between soldiers and non-combatants, is that what you're tellin' me? Exactly.
Strictly anti-personnel.
They've been outlawed in 20 countries and many of their victims are children.
After I lost these, I came back, I started running point against Washington, try and get the U.
S.
To stop buildin' 'em.
I'm havin' a problem with something.
How come If Chile is the biggest exporter of these guys, how come Guerrero wants a U.
S.
Model? Ah.
Chile doesn't have the sleeper version.
Very difficult to manufacture.
And Guerrero knows this is the hot ticket in the Middle East.
Hey, if they could build a better mousetrap Thank you.
[Door Opens, Closes.]
Yeah, I'll hold.
[Groans.]
Another outcall service.
[Scoffs.]
This guy Stiles, he's in his room four days, sends out for pizza nine times, hookers twice.
Guess who Stiles called last week? Get a warrant.
Any other leads? I'm workin' on this Yeah.
Yeah.
No.
No, Stiles.
[Phone Ringing.]
Wiley's Surplus.
Hello.
Who the hell's callin'? Sorry.
Wrong number.
Huh.
It's a surplus place in Echols.
That's where the air force base is.
It's the biggest munitions depot in the South.
[Airplane Passes Overhead.]
[Woman Singing Rock.]
[Beeping.]
[Continues.]
[Continues.]
The punctuality is appreciated.
You have them? Expensive, but worth it.
[Continues.]
[Airplane Passes Overhead.]
[Ends.]
The man is a major U.
S.
Asset in Latin America.
He's a sadistic head-case who also happens to be running an off-the-books deal for cluster bombs.
What? What did you say? The hell is he talking about? Talkin' about a gun-runner by the name of Stiles.
Wanted in six countries.
Look familiar? Yeah.
Mm-hmm.
He's an ex-A.
T.
F.
Agent.
He used to work for you when you were with Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms.
And, uh, I don't suppose you've seen him since, right? No.
No, of course not.
So the phone call he made to you at your home last week must have been a wrong number.
Look.
Guerrero helps us out sometimes.
He was having some trouble getting some small arms.
There's an embargo.
Mm-hmm.
So you put him next to Stiles? Yeah.
He helps us take out the garbage sometimes.
Well, your buddy sold a C.
B.
U.
Sleeper unit from Echols.
We wouldn't have known about it, except for Guerrero's got a horn for hookers.
And we figure he's gonna get out with it sometime today.
What's his exit point? I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
I'm talkin' about four $5,000 CD's placed in your account by an S.
Stiles.
[Castillo.]
It's all legal.
We have a warrant.
You can either talk to us or you can talk to the U.
S.
Attorney.
Anybody else at D.
E.
A.
In on this? [Muttering.]
The way I see it, you got one chance to beat hard time as a coconspirator.
[Airplane Passes Overhead.]
- [Whispers.]
He's here.
- All set.
[Woman On P.
A.
.]
Attention, please.
- Chalk's International Flight 200 for Paradise Island, the Bahamas - I got 'em.
Will be ready for boarding momentarily.
Wait for my order.
Team Two, slowly move in on the pilot and stop him from going on the airplane.
Easy.
- [Screaming.]
- Freeze! [Screaming.]
- Back off! - No! Oh, God! No! [Screams.]
I got enough explosives here to take all of us.
- You'll go down with it.
- I got nothing to lose.
You try me.
- [Gasping.]
- Everybody step down off the steps.
Stay! [Whimpering.]
Move over there! Move! Oh, God.
Go ahead.
Good.
That's nice.
[Screams.]
Oh, God! Pick it up.
Pick it up.
- Pick it up.
- [Moans.]
Oh.
This sweet little lady and I are gonna get on that plane.
And everybody's gonna be real nice.
Right? [Whimpers.]
Oh! Oh, God.
[Whimpering.]
Oh! Close the door! [Whimpers.]
[Engines Start.]
[Man Singing.]
It's not gonna get that far.
I didn't get a chance to put any gas in the plane.
Crockett, stay with the plane.
[Continues.]
[Engines Sputtering.]
[Gunshot.]
[Continues.]
[Continues.]
[Continues.]
[Ends.]