and wait.
Wait for what?
I don't know...
some bullshit special unit...
the Feds, the DEA.
If we let them dig in...
we'll have to level
the building.
ЎO, me gusta!
No, es para mi. 
ЎVenga!
Come and get it.
El Scorpio is ready.
Sarge, any of your people
in the building?
No.
Let's go.
Can't let you in there.
Heinemann's on his way.
Heinemann can
kiss my sweet ass.
Come on.
Goddamn it.
Go with him.
3, 2, 1...
go!
Back, back, back.
Next door.
Take this room!
Officer down.
We need backup.
Freeze!
I said hold it!
Now lay your guns down.
You can walk down or fly.
It's your choice.
I said
put it down, asshole!
No!
El Scorpio's down!
Take it easy.
Damn, it's hot.
Must be losing it.
Mike!
Spread out.
Secure the roof.
Just take it easy.
I'm right here.
All clear here.
I'll clear the site.
Oh, Danny boy.
Got to get down
from here.
Okay, search the roof.
Check every floor.
There may be
someone else.
Seal it off.
No one leaves.
Danny, get me off
this damn roof.
Well, you get
the rest of them?
Somebody beat us to it.
Leona.
What happened
to El Scorpio?
He's out front
having lunch.
What the hell is this?
I don't know.
They've been cut to pieces.
Must be the Jamaicans.
Yes, but where the hell
did they go?
Nobody gets in here
until forensics arrives.
Nobody.
Okay, you know the drill.
Mike.
Up there.
He must have been
killed out here...
then someone...
That's about 35-40 feet.
No rope, no ladder.
The guy weighs about
190-195 pounds.
You couldn't
carry him up there.
Lieutenant...
Deputy Chief Heinemann's
downstairs.
He wants you
and your people...
out of the building now.
Son of a bitch.
What the fuck is going on?
This is not good, Mike...
not good at all.
We want a real name
on this joker, okay?
You got it.
Mike.
Phil, this is quite a surprise.
What brings you down
from the palace?
You let me down, Mike.
You're making me look bad.
I thought
we had an understanding.
I put my ass on the line
to get you here...
and all I expect
is a little cooperation!
You were told this
was a federal matter.
You disobeyed a direct order...
to stay out of the building.
Don't let this get out.
It's a war down here.
You're a soldier,
and you take orders.
We're fighting
for our lives down here...
and you're downtown
pushing pencils and kissing ass!
I don't roll over for anybody...
especially the feds...
without a goddamn
good explanation!
Take this equipment up
to the third floor now.
Let's move!
Let's go.
Excuse me, sir. Sir!
What the hell's
going on here?
Insubordination.
Disregard for direct orders...
from a supervising officer.
Now get back to your cage
at Alvarado.
I'll show you
insubordination...
you son of a bitch!
No, no, no!
Where you running to?
You don't need this, Mike.
It's not worth it.
Relax.
Here's an update.
In the midst of a shootout...
five members
of one Colombian drug gang...
were apparently ambushed
by their bloody rivals...
the Jamaican Voodoo Posse... 
who escaped
without a trace again... 
making total fools... 
Back there.
Listen, lady,
you got a backed-up toilet...
call a plumber, not the cops.
This license is expired.
Bullshit.
I paid that fee
six months ago.
I'll kick your ass!
Sit down!
Right now!
Move!
Just calm the fuck down!
And all you got to do...
is tee it high and let it fly.
Dead solid perfect.
Now, remember,
for distance...
you got to hold it
gently, but firmly.
Lieutenant Harrigan!
Detective Lambert,
Rampart Division.
Kid, just have a seat.
I'll be right with you.
Hey, Cap.
Don't start with me, Mike.
Heinemann's
so far up my ass...
I won't sit down
for a week.
We're not
winning this war.
You have to play
the game on this one.
"Effective immediately,
a federal task force...
"under the direction
of Special Agent Peter Keyes...
"will be investigating
criminal activities...
"involving the