Bad Boys II Page #10

to move out with all this money?

l love it when you call me Bunny Nose.

Sh*t!

Yeah, l do, girl.

You should see this sexy sh*t

l got on.

Who the hell are you talking to?

l talked to Vargas and...

...Ru-- Reyes. They said that

they're down for whatever.

This is a nice fish, you know.

Big f***ing eyes,

but a nice f***ing fish.

We need this warrant, captain.

Let's take this scumbag down.

What the f*** is going on?

-He ingested X.

-You okay, pal? Take it easy.

Okay, thank you.

Poison lady says we gotta

keep him cool.

Otherwise, he's burning up,

he can get brain damage.

Nobody'll even notice that.

Mike, l got an erection.

Take me home.

Call the wife, tell her l'm on the way.

Hope you guys hear me.

-We got her. Loud and clear.

-She's in.

Showtime.

Palm Mortuary, Alpha team.

-Tapia's mansion, Delta.

-Dixie Boy boat dock, Bravo.

Coast Guard gunships,

anything that hits the water.

We hit all three places

simultaneously.

Tac up at 08:
45.

We go hot at 09:
00 sharp.

Bring the noise.

You're such a beautiful girl.

Thank you.

-Johnny.

-Yeah?

-ls she a Negro?

-Please, Mama!

Shut up! Get out of here!

You make your bed, you sleep in it!

Make way!

-Get down!

-Don't f***ing move!

You take risks. l like that.

Or...

...maybe l'm the one

taking a risk on you. Huh?

-Yeah?

-Yeah.

Excuse me, boss.

We need to talk now.

Something's going on outside.

-Cops.

-What the f*** do you mean, cops?

Goddamn it.

DEA. You don't plan

on entering, do you?

-We have a warrant to get in there.

-A UC's inside. She's gotta leave first.

You got two minutes.

-Call her on her cell.

-Yes, sir.

Cut the power to the house.

-You got her? Well, let's go.

-No, sir.

We got a bogey.

God. This is for you, Josef,

and me and Mother Russia.

They're not gangbanger homeys.

They're cops.

Cops?!

They weren't trying to hit the load.

l think they were looking after her.

Now, you tell me...

-...where is the wire?

-They made her.

We gotta get her out. Go! Come on!

Hey, Tapia, you f***ing mother.

The Russian Grim Reaper is here.

Everything's in here.

-Oh, sh*t.

-Goddamn.

Eyeball, has anything left this

mortuary in the past two hours?

A four-hearse funeral just left.

We trailed them to Miami Harbor.

Miami Air, Tapia's running his

money to Cuba. Get us a chopper!

Hey, Tapia!

You scared of me,

you little scumbag?!

-We got some heat.

-Pull the car back.

l'll f***ing kill you!

Who the hell are you?

-Drop the weapon!

-Drop the weapon now!

-l'm with you guys!

-Put it down, now!

-l'm over here!

-Shut up!

-Drop the weapon!

-l'll kill that son of a b*tch!

This is Alpha. Heads up to the

Coast Guard Sharks and Bravo Team.

Close the harbor.

Freeze any moving speedboat.

This is Bravo.

We got a go-fast slinging a high rate

of speed down Miami harbor.

Stop that boat.

This guy's moving us.

Think we're going for the bridge.

Coast Guard, we're going in.

Miami Police. Shut it down.

This is the police. Shut it down.

-Watch out, he got a weapon.

-Bail out!

Coast Guard, take him down.

Burn him.

Vessel is dead in the water.

Vessel is dead in the water.

This is what we do.

Oh, man, it's full up.

lt's full up.

lt's a righteous bust.

How the hell they slip away?

Give me the watch commander

on the horn.

Do you know her brother

on Miami PD? Find him.

Do you know anyone

who might want to save your life?

-Hello?

-Marcus, they--!

You have $ 1 00 million of mine...

...and l want it back in 48 hours.

Sh*t just got real.

Jack Snell, DEA.

Agent Eames, FBl...

...who has just informed me...

...that satellite pinpointed Tapia's jet

in Cuban airspace 20 minutes ago.

Cuba?

United States does not negotiate

with hostage-takers.

Especially Cuban hostage-takers.

lt's a delicate situation.

This is not just a situation.

This is my sister.

Off the record,

all State Department agencies...

...are using their back-channel

contacts for a diplomatic solution.

You know, by the time

y'all finish being diplomatic...

...my sister could be in

a f***ing box. This is bullshit.

He ain't getting away

from us that easy.

We ride together...

...we die together.

Bad boys for life.

We just gotta do it ourselves, man.

l don't know you.

You look like you're about to do

something stupid. l'm in.

Dodd tell you how

crazy us ex-Delta guys are?

My brother, Tito, lives in Cuba.

He's a little crazy, but he's hooked up

with the underground.

Weapons, men, a safe house.

Whatever we need.

You can forget about passports

and all that stuff.

Because if the Cubans catch us,

we're all dead.

My brother Tito's in Alpha 66,

the Anti-Castro Underground.

What does that have to do

with Tapia?

Everything. Tapia's the biggest

supplier of drug cash to Castro.

So Alpha 66 will be all over him.

Brother, that is perfect. He says he

can get men on the tunnel right away.

Let me holler at him.

Tito, we need layout, security,

the whole deal.

We got info that Tapia's got a casket

coming in tomorrow at 4:00 p.m.

Yeah, that might be our way in.

Yeah.

Brought you a little care package

from my friends over at the ClA.

They want to help.

And don't ask me.

They're spies.

Former Delta lntel and Demo.

Requesting permission to tag along.

Ronnie, l hear there's a boat

on fire off the coast of Cuba.

Shouldn't we break

international waters to help them?

That's my dog.

Point of no return.

l want to thank y'all

from the bottom of my heart.

-Mike, look, l just--

-Tell me when we get back.

The target's in sight. l see the boat.

Roger. Target 1 2 o'clock.

Roper in the door. Stand by.

Go! Go! Go!

-Tito?

-Welcome to Cuba.

Damn. What's up with the safe house

across the street from Tapia's crib?

This is the last place

anyone would look.

We've been watching the place.

Guards play soccer each day at 3:30.

The bad news, everyone knows he

uses the army like his bodyguards.

-This is Tapia's compound.

-ClA hooked us up, huh?

Yeah. This LlDAR laser technology

even shows his escape tunnel.

The alarm security is wired

to the army.

We're screwed if we don't blow up this

security room before we make a move.

The tunnel we're digging

branches off.

One under his back yard

and the other into his escape tunnel.

We gotta hurry up.

See? l told you my brother

was a maniac.

-How we looking?

-Let me check it out.

Papi, you look like Jesus.

Why they call this

The Last Supper?

lt was the last time they were all

together before Jesus was crucified.

Crucified?

Hold your ears. Hey, you.

Listen to me. This is f***ing

depressing! You understand?!

l mean, who had this f***ing idea?

l just want little angels

looking down on me.

Okay, here's the ocean,

We're here. Safe house.

First tunnel comes through to here.

First team takes out

the security station.

Second tunnel comes through

into the center of the house.

Tito, your contacts inside

said Syd's in the last bedroom...

...on the second floor, right?

Lupe's one of us.

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