are you?
- Inspector Rafferty, US Customs.
- Has all this gone through customs?
- No, this is the bonded area.
Then tell me,
how can a black man, dressed like me,
just march in and start poking around
without being asked any questions?
- I don't know.
- That's the answer I wanted.
Give me your ID numbers.
Somebody's going to lose their job.
- He gave me a match.
- You gave him a match?
Listen. I do security checks
all over the nation.
And apart from Cleveland,
this place has the worst security
in the nation.
Call your wives
cos we'll be here all night.
We're gonna check the background
of every crate,
starting with this one.
It says here that by the time
the average American is 50,
he's got five pounds
of undigested red meat in his bowels.
Why are you telling me this?
What makes you think
I have any interest in that at all?
Well, you eat a lot of red meat.
The inspector needs
the information on those bills.
All the manifests, too.
And records of all shipments
due into the same destination.
- What's this about?
- Just do it.
You got a warrant for this?
You have a very big mouth, sir.
Are you hiding something from me?
I bet that's your Porsche outside.
Is it?
Would you like me to have the IRS
crawl up your ass with a microscope?
It's not pretty.
I want you to know something.
I want you all to know, I could
have 25 agents here in 15 minutes,
to march in here, snatch your bond
and you'd be out of business,
if you don't cooperate. Understood?
We'll give you everything you need.
- Everything you need.
- That's not my Porsche, sir.
You've nothing to worry about, then.
You all take me for a fool. Hurry!
I notice you've been drinking
a lot of coffee lately.
I think that's why
you have a hard time relaxing.
Jesus Christ!
You almost gave me a heart attack.
- What are you doing here so late?
- You're a cocky son of a bitch.
If you're still mad
about the banana, I'm sorry.
I needed some time to myself.
I wish I'd seen your face
when the car conked out.
Very funny. The lieutenant
docked us two days' pay.
Get outta here!
- He's not kidding.
- No, he's not kidding.
By the way, thanks for the sandwich.
It was a joke, like the bananas.
I know what it's like on a stakeout.
That food was from the heart.
Bullshit!
Why are we always arguing? We're all
cops. We should work together.
We've all had a rough day.
What do you say we go get something
to drink, make up and be friends?
Forget it.
OK, fuck it. I'm going to get
a drink. Follow me if you want.
But I lost you once, I can again.
Why don't we get something
to drink together? Let's be friends.
- We don't drink on duty.
- OK. Fine.
But listen. I found
the perfect place. I saw it today.
It's perfect for you. It's
very conservative. You'll love it.
It's nice. Trust me.
- Hi. Can I get you something?
- Yes!
Can I have a Scotch and soda?
What do you want?
- Light beers for them.
- Two club sodas.
You crack me up
with this ''on duty'' shit.
Billy, you don't have to be
embarrassed if your dick is hard.
Your dick is supposed to get hard.
That's the whole object.
Taggart's dick is hard,
but he won't say. He's the boss.
Boss's dick got to stay limp.
I ain't on duty
so my dick can be hard.
Taggart, look. I found that
at Maitland's warehouse.
- Billy! Give her this.
- No.
Stuff that in her thing.
She'll go nuts.
Excuse me.
Billy.
- What do you think?
- Coffee grounds. So?
You guys don't know nothing
about nothing, do you?
Make sure we get the right drinks.
I drink club soda, I'll throw up.
Thank you so much.
Thank you very much.
- She likes you.
- Think so?
No doubt.
Taggart... See that guy
over there in the black coat?
- Black jacket?
- Yeah.
It's June.
Isn't it hot for a long leather coat?
- Yeah, a little.
- Yeah.
Look at his partner.
They just came in.
Something's getting ready to go down.
- Go and cover that guy.
- What's going on?
I'll check out this asshole at