Lead the good life for a change.
Retire? Florida?
So? You'll be fighting tooth decay.
I don't really care.
I'm just surprised, that's all.
- It's the time to go, while we're young.
- Yeah? How many candles on the cake?
- Thirty-four.
- Thirty-six.
- Thirty-four.
- Thirty-six.
- Never mind.
- Wait, wait, wait.
Can I have your attention, please?
Ray Hughes is 36 years old today!
- 34
- I swear to God.
Happy birthday to you,
happy birthday to you
Happy birthday, dear Ray...
I transferred two guys from the South
Side. I hear they're a lot like you two.
Like you used to be. Don't discourage
'em. Let 'em burn out naturally.
Croissant?
- What is this? Some cruelty joke?
- We're not working with these assholes.
Listen, we're not exactly
thrilled about slowin' down.
- Workin' with a handicap.
- Handicap this.
Hey.
Teach 'em all you know. I want 'em
to be the best of the worst.
Don't let me find you
doin' what they teach you.
- Hey, we don't even know what we know.
- And we wouldn't waste time on them.
Cut the sweet talk. Gonzales is about
to bring in a shipment. I want him nailed!
You know the turf. They know Gonzales.
They got a tip where to find his cowboys.
Stop bitchin' and go and get the bastard!
- Get up outta there.
- That is my Cub ball. Put it down.
- I'm the Michelangelo of the motor pool.
- Ace, it is perfect!
You got your siren, your radio, your
flashing lights and your fare meter.
There's something not quite right here.
It's your old car with modifications.
The windows are bulletproof plexiglass.
You can't roll 'em down,
but you can't get shot.
- Did you ask for that?
- It couldn't hurt.
I feel like James Bond. You got
any machine guns or ejection seats?
- Sure. Wanna leave it here?
- No, it's perfect.
Just take care of it this time.
It's a masterpiece.
Something's not right.
- You gettin' ready for your new career?
- Oh, it's Heckle and Jeckle.
It's the latest in surveillance,
in harmony with the environment.
Look, I'm sayin' it looks good.
Especially the colour.
Yeah. What do you call it?
The chicken-mobile?
Just a sec.
Hey!
Now it looks like a taxi.
Some of Gonzales' guys
have been crashing here.
- Think we oughta get backup?
- What do you want, an air strike?
Got your search warrant?
Let me guess. Clint Eastwood, huh?
Dirty Tony.
Hey, hey, hey. Knock. Knocking works.
- Policнa. Open up, por favor.
- Quiйn estб allн...?
- (both) Por favor?
- (gunshot)
Freeze!
- Holy shit!
- Danny! Where the hell are you?
I'm in Key West!
Ray, I'm hit. I'm hit!
Ray.
- Where did you get hit?
- (groans)
- It hurts, doesn't it?
- Yeah. 16 good years on the force...
...and I get it from another cop.
- Which one did it to you?
- Tony, I think.
I'll get him for you. Don't worry.
- If it's bad, you go to Florida without me.
- You're all right.
- Promise me you'll go without me.
- All right. I promise I'll go without you.
- You'd go without me?
- You just asked me to!
Without me? You son of a bitch!
Where's my gun? I'll kill you first.
Feelin' better?
Must be the vest.
- Hey, we got ours. Where are yours?
- You shot my partner!
- Man looks fine to me.
- You're slow, or you'd have shot me first.
Call that shooting?
Point-blank range and I'm still here.
Let's not argue.
You're upsetting the prisoners.
Why are they upset?
You didn't shoot them.
- Punk.
- Juan. Juan Martinez.
- You know this guy?
- We busted his father a lot.
- How is old Paco?
- Retired, man. Doin' 20 in Joliet.
Remember what a great informer he was?
Couldn't stand pain.
Touching. A second-generation stoolie.
- Come here for a second.
- Don't hit me! I'll talk.
That, my friends,
is textbook police procedure.
You're a lucky fella.
Man, I can't do no hard time. Look, you let
me go, I'll give you big news on Gonzales.
In honour of old Paco,
we'll give him a little amnesty.
- No, man.
- No, no. Not amnesia. Amnesty.