Lethal Weapon 4 Page #3

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Hey, guys!

-It does smell good.

-Great!

They hid in the lifeboat.

I had to do something.

-So you brought them home.

-It took two trips.

-Really?

-They fit in the station wagon?

That's Ping with his grandfather, Hong.

He's head of the family.

Speaks English.

Hong, this is my partner,

Martin Riggs, and Lorna.

Wife?

Can we speak?

Lorna, this is the best breakfast.

I'm hungry. I'd love some.

This is illegal.

As in, "against the law".

You'll bring a shitstorm

down on you.

Just hold on!

Just wait a frigging minute!

The way I see it,

those are slave ships out there.

And I'm freeing slaves...

...Iike no one did for my ancestors.

It's my chance to do something

and do it right.

Why didn't you say so?

This won't be boring.

Need any help?

Where is he?

What this time,

food or money?

-Food and money.

-Money.

I see you more

than when you lived here.

We're independent now.

What's the money for?

-Hookers, drugs...

-Contraceptives.

Can you believe how

they talk to me?

It costs more to go to school now.

I get the tuition bills.

And the grades too!

This is a down payment

on a future ass-chewing.

Get out and go to school.

I see the tuition.

I want to see some grades!

I want more cluck for my buck.

Thanks for the money.

I'm tired.

Me, I can't win.

Boy!

Did we get a raise

and nobody told me?

I got to get to the bank.

How can you when you're taken

to the cleaners all the time?

Hey, guys.

Hey, Trish!

-Both the kids leave?

-Yes. And we're broke.

Is Lorna here?

She's in the kitchen,

on her third breakfast.

I remember those days.

-I'm sorry!

-I love it when you do that.

You look terrific.

Wait till she tries raising

that baby by herself.

I'll be fine.

Move back in and Grandpa'll

be up nights with the baby.

Better than her

marrying the wrong guy.

A cop or something.

True.

Come on, guys.

See you.

I should say goodbye.

Hurry up!

Stuffing your face!

Stop kissing me.

Try that.

Stay away from my girl.

I'm not joking.

Stay away from my girl.

-Joking!

-Got the baby beeper?

-I know.

-It's your fault.

It's your fault.

All the chicken sh*t.

Flapping all over the place.

All right, everybody!

It's been a year almost.

This sh*t ain't funny no more!

-Enough is enough!

-Please! Enough!

I'm the one that gets it in the neck.

Can we exercise maturity?

If I find who's doing this,

I'll kick his ass.

I catch that a**hole who

put my picture up, that's it!

-Cut their balls off.

-Captain.

I look out expecting

to see all the old faces.

Instead, I see kids

whose names I barely remember.

Will you sit down?

We're dinosaurs headed for extinction.

Speak for yourself.

We're making way for the new police:

Guys with guns and psychology degrees,

like Butters out there.

Biter has a psychology degree?

-More like a psycho degree.

-Times have got to change.

I once got shot by a hot-rodder

with a zip gun.

That's how far back I go.

You wanted to see us?

Some things don't change.

-Here we go.

-The department lost its insurance.

All the damage you've done,

they can't get a new one...

...while you two still run around.

They can't fire you either.

So, they're promoting you.

-Lieutenant!

-There's no open lieutenant spots.

So the chief used his special privilege,

making you captains.

-Better.

-Captain!

Time was when this would send me over

the falls. I'm getting old.

What do we do now?

Captain sh*t!

-Hang out.

-Take long lunches.

Yell, "Riggs, Murtaugh,

I'm the captain. "

"Chief's shitting bricks! "

You finished?

Can you stay out of trouble?

Absolutely.

-Captain Riggs!

-Captain Murtaugh!

You want your badges?

Let me see those sergeant badges.

Throw them over here.

This is the most painful

experience of my life.

-Now get out!

-Thank you, Captain.

Thank you, Captain.

Enough with the "Captain" sh*t!

Get out of here!

After you, Captain, I insist!

"O Captain! My Captain! "

-Captains outrageous!

-News travels fast.

Get a break from real police work.

Play golf, tennis....

They got brown rings

Around their noses

Now that you're captains,

come up in the chopper.

-Not for me.

-I'll take a rain check.

-If you change your mind, call us.

-He's down-to-earth.

I'm sorry.

Can we knock this off?

This is your captain speaking.

The man's got feelings, you know?

Congratulations.

Look at you!

Captain Murtaugh.

I don't know how to say this,

but you really inspire me.

Keep it up.

How's it going, Burton?

-It's Butters, Captain.

-I'll remember that.

-Kid really likes you.

-I wish he'd cut it out.

He likes me?

Likes me?

You don't think he likes me...

...Iikes me like that?

It's the police,

not the military.

The millennium's upon us.

The captain said:

"New people, new department. "

Dr. Woods?

Captain Riggs.

-Don't run.

-I'm in a rush.

-I need to talk to you.

-What is it this time?

Recurring dreams about flying dwarfs?

-Or did you cook up something new?

-I'm sorry about all that.

I want your advice.

I was thinking of...

-Thinking?

-Marriage.

Marriage?! The "M" word?

Does "confidentiality" mean anything?

That's funny.

You know what'd happen?

We'd go in my office...

...and you know what you'd tell me?

You'd tell me something like, "Doc...

...I want to marry Murtaugh. "

Or your mother.

Or Nelson Mandela!

Nelson Mandela?!

Something to ridicule me, Riggs.

Something to get a rise out of me.

Listen carefully!

I'm...not...stupid!

And my time is reserved...

...for police officers with

real needs and real problems.

Have you got that?!

-Have you?!

-Ask me again?

No. And you know what?

I don't like you.

Stephanie?

I can't go out with you.

I'm in a relationship.

I think you need to see someone.

You'll find someone to love you.

Not in this department.

But stop bothering me!

You're disgusting!

What's the matter with you people?!

What's shaking?

-Captain Riggs.

-Captain Murtaugh.

Turn around and do that.

We're captains.

Heard you were up to your ass

in Chinese.

The taller ones come up to the navel.

Big enough to kick your ass.

What can I do for you?

One of the ship's crew shot an illegal,

apparently under orders...

...and we'd dearly like to know

who's smuggling Chinese.

We're pretty sure the big boss

is Benny Chan.

Uncle Benny?

You know him?

-When he was running smack.

-We never nailed him.

Benny's slippery.

Where's he hang out?

He's got a nightclub,

some restaurants.

He operates mainly out on North

Broadway. Here's the address.

Hi, fellas.

There he is.

Hey, Burger! Summers.

Butters.

What you got on the freighter homicide?

I talked to some illegals.

They only knew the shooter by sight.

The boat's registered under

a dummy corporation out of lndonesia.

It'll be a rough one to crack,

but we'll nail them.

You ever hear of Benny Chan?

No. What kind of bad man is he?

Real bad.

Crime boss in Chinatown.

If it's dirty and Chinese,

Benny's doing it.

Where do I find him?

At this restaurant.

I'm hungry for Chinese.

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