everything and anything
that I want...
but I don't know
what I want.
Tell me again about that
Burger World franchise.
OK.
You need $50,000.
You borrow another 50,000
from Burger World...
and you wait for an opening.
But why?
What's the purpose?
To make a living,
that's all.
You hire kids, so you
can pay 'em nothing.
And you watch 'em
real close...
or they will
steal you blind.
And...and you save
your money...
and you buy
a nice little house...
with a white picket fence.
And you live
happily ever after.
I tell you what.
Let's go straight...
to the "happily
ever after" part, OK?
I can't see any point...
in hanging out
at a Burger World...
no matter how much money
you're gonna make.
It's stupid.
You can forget about
Burger World, honey.
I'm gonna
take care of you...
and you're gonna
take care of me.
That's our purpose.
Do you know any
married people today?
Hmm? They're a team.
They pull together,
and they get rich.
They got it all.
And you know
that little house...
you were just
talking about?
I rented us one
in Coral Gables today.
Oh, Junior.
That's what you were
up to all day?
I'm gonna take
such good care of you.
Mm-hmm.
He was a big guy, man.
Bigger than you.
Got up from the table,
said he was homicide.
Pulled a badge?
After he whacks the dude.
It was cold, man, ice cold.
Thanks, Blink.
What do I owe you?
It's on the house, bro.
Come on.
I like the air conditioning
on frozen.
Me, too.
1/2 ounce.
Primo, man.
Thanks, man.
Hey, half that's mine.
Fuck you! I sold it.
I keep the money.
These are my contacts.
They're my people.
I don't give a shit
about your contacts.
Don't turn your back.
I'm tired of your shit.
Get out of my face!
Police! Freeze!
Stand over there.
Put that on.
Right through there.
You know what to do,
Shorty.
Hey!
I don't believe this.
I'm gonna let
you two guys go...
with a little warning.
Don't get caught.
Shit!
Police! Don't move!
You can go now.
Give me your wallet!
Come on, man.
Move it...
Police! Drop it!
I said drop it.
Shoot him!
Make it, Julio.
Comprendo?
Yeah. Yeah.
That's my purse!
Stop him!
Stop! Somebody
please help me!
Go get him.
Thank you, officer.
Yeah, that's great, lady.
But...you're a cop!
Hey! Police! Police!
You have anything
against broccoli...
cauliflower,
stuff like that?
I don't want to talk
about that at this time.
Oh.
What are you going to do
now that we're married?
Take care of the house,
shop, fix dinner.
Take care of the babies.
Is that what
you'd like to do?
Be a mother?
Well, I don't...
I guess so.
I...I don't...
I don't know.
I lived with a girl
once for 2 months.
She didn't do anything...
a housewife was
supposed to do.
I thought you said
you were married.
I told you that before
I really knew you.
What I'm driving at,
Susie, is...
I want to have
a regular life.
I want to go to work
in the morning...
sometimes at night...
come home
to a clean house...
and a hot meal...
and a loving wife
just like you.
I don't want to have
any babies.
This world's a shit hole.
You think
you can handle that?
I do.
I do.
This is better
than counting money.
These yours?
I can't tell.
Yeah. This, uh...
nail polish.
We found two muscleheads
cuffed together.
Jesus!
He's making arrests?
We did some
routine prints.
They match those taken...
from the scene of
the dumbbell murders.
I've been working
that case for 15 months.
Congratulations.
Case is closed.
Find Gotlieb?
We're looking for him.
Ohh...let's get
the fuck out of here.
I'll find him.
Maybe you should wait
and let him solve...
a couple more from
your case load, huh?
Will you have
a seat, please?
Where, here?
Your name, please?
Ziffel. Fred Ziffel.
Is that the way you want
the account to read?
No. I want it to read
"Arnold Ziffel."
Here you go.
Thanks.
Hey, Eddie.
Here's the key
to your new suite.
Oh, and some Cuban kid
on a bicycle...