Beverly Hills Cop II Page #4
- R
- Year:
- 1987
- 100 min
- 2,838 Views
Where can I send you an application?
A big white house. Beautiful place.
We'll send it along
with the .44 shells.
- I'll be sure to duck.
- Goodbye, Mr James.
l guess that's my cue. Excuse me.
You got a match? Damn.
- Richard James. 1603 Hillcrest Road.
- Right. Hey, Cain...you got a match?
Here you go. Keep it.
And, Jack, don't screw this up.
- What about the cop in hospital?
- He's guarded 24 hours a day.
- Here's the impending Alphabet note.
- Will they break this one?
They'll crack it
when we want them to.
How'd it go?
What would you guys say if I said
Witnesses reported
a six-foot blonde at Adriano's.
This isn't Detroit.
Six-foot blonde women
grow on trees in California.
He's right. They're everywhere.
You really need me! You can't
tell there's something weird here?
Meet me at my house
at 1603 Hillcrest in about an hour.
- Where are my vitamins?
- Here's $20. Get some more.
- My house in an hour.
- What did he do, sell them?
Freeze.
Damn it, Axel.
You scared the hell out of me.
Sorry. I let myseIf in.
How you doing?
I'm tired.
l had some work to do at the office.
- You still at the insurance company?
- Find anything?
A lot of newspaper cut-outs
about oil prices dropping.
- Did you invest in oil stocks?
- On a cop's pay? No way.
And there's an ad
for a club called 385 North.
ls that one
of your father's hangouts?
Your father got shot
cos he was on to something. But what?
Do me a favour,
use your connections at your company
to find out about
I'll try. You can let yourseIf out.
I'm gonna take a shower.
Don't shoot nobody.
- This has got to be a mistake.
- There's his car.
If he's here,
he must be robbing the place.
l don't like this, Billy.
Maybe the Pointer Sisters live here.
- What?!
- Out back.
Welcome to Wheel of Fortune.
l thought I just heard Jack say...
Watch out. The deck's very slippery.
There's beer in the refrigerator
or you can make yourseIf martinis.
Wait. You're on duty. No martinis.
Perrier water is what you want.
Swimming trunks in the bedroom.
Dive in the pool.
- Why are you in a place like this?
- A place like what?
- Like this. Swimming pool, jacuzzi.
- What? I'm spoiling myseIf rotten.
The construction?
l am embarrassed about that.
bedrooms, compromising my lifestyle.
You've stolen it.
How can you steal a house?
lt's my uncle's house.
- ls he in rock 'n' roll?
- No! Look at the big titties.
Look at this,
titties, orange juice, beer...
Will you put your trunks on
and get in this pool?
l want you out of this pool
You're still a police officer.
You'll get us all in deep sh*t.
l love when you talk dirty.
Get in this pool.
- Get out of the goddamn pool!
- I told you the deck was slippery.
Taggart! What's taking you so long?
What do you think? Sharp?
Go right in, Mr President. Have fun.
Excuse me. Who are you?
And who are those people?
I'm his representative. That's former
president Gerald Ford there.
lt doesn't look like Gerald Ford.
Have you seen him without make-up?
Probably not.
This is what he looks like now,
the ex-president.
He couldn't get out
when he was running the country.
Now he's a civilian,
it's his right to shake his ass.
He says, ''l wanna go 385 North,''
and I said, ''Let's go.''
We came to party.
You should be proud to have him here.
- lt's our pleasure.
- Thank you very much. Excuse me.
- Can I have a coke with no ice?
- One coke, no ice, coming up.
- There you go.
- Who's the popular blond?
That's Nik Thomopolis.
He owns this place.
- That's seven bucks, buddy.
- For a coke? I can get blown for $7.
- Things are getting pretty crazy.
- We're in deep with Axel again.
We'll be directing traffic
the rest of our lives anyway.
- The hell with it. To Bogomil.
- To Bogomil.
Drinks are on the house,
President Ford.
What? My name's John Taggart.
That's the name he's using now.
The judge awarded her the name
for the Betty Ford clinic and stuff.
You're much better looking in person.
Does the name Thomopolis
mean anything to you?
He's the biggest arms dealer
on the West coast.
- Do I look like Gerald Ford?
- Y'all both look like Gerald Ford.
Come on. Let's go.
Gun!
Go!
Move it. Get out of here!
Jesus, Billy! Come on, Axel.
Watch yourself.
Anybody in there?
What the f*** is going on here?
- Everybody back.
- Whoever it was got away clean.
What are you doing here?
l ran a check.
There is no Johnny Wishbone.
You're illegal. Who the hell
are you and why are you here? Now!
I'm a cop. I didn't say before
cos I knew you'd be upset.
lt's a Detroit badge.
Why are you in Beverly Hills?
I'm attached
to a multi-jurisdictional,
Federal task force on organised
crime, and my code name is Wishbone.
if there's a Federal task force,
l want to know!
You can call back to Detroit tomorrow
and ask for an lnspector Todd.
He'll tell you all about it.
My real name is Axel Foley.
Call there between nine and ten,
Detroit time, he'll tell you.
Right now, I have the rest of my case
to finish, so excuse me.
And you two,
what the hell were you doing here?
Checking parking meters in the area?
- Well, sir...
- We're off duty, sir. I live nearby.
Listen, if you do
I'll have you both
investigated and suspended!
Technically, this is traffic duty.
Technically, you're a goddamn idiot.
Get out of here, Taggart!
- Yes, sir.
- Jesus Christ...
- Are you sure you got super glue?
- Yeah.
This is Wild Kingdom.
l tried to create
a stress-free environment.
You have.
These are my friends. That's Sidney.
He's a wandering jew.
This is Mona. Hi, baby. They actually
like different kinds of music.
If I play the Beatles,
the begonias perk up.
If I play Beethoven, they wither.
The ferns like the Boston Pops.
- Who's this?
Big Al. Had him about six years.
lsn't he great?
What music does he like?
- James Brown. Drives him nuts.
- ls that turtle sh*t in there?
- What are you doing?
I'm curious to know
where his dick is at.
Give me him. You know where it is,
don't you, Big Al?
- Do turtles have d*cks?
- How's it hanging, Big Al?
Give me that super glue.
- Billy's really out there, isn't he?
- Billy's pretty f***ed up.
- I heard that.
- I know. I was joking!
Give me the super glue.
- What's that music from?
- The Dating Game.
Let's give Billy a big Dating
Game kiss. Where's your phone?
- ln the bedroom.
- Where, in the alligator pit?
Jesus, Billy.
- Jeff? Axel.
- Axel, it's one in the morning.
Jeffrey, stop talking.
How's the Ferrari?
Great. What a great car!
l was with Marcy trying
to get the seats back...
You can't do freaky sh*t in that car.
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