Lethal Weapon 4 Page #4
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- Year:
- 1998
- 127 min
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How about you?
We'll drive you.
Let me get my jacket.
-Not with him.
-He's doing good.
We might need backup.
Spend time with him.
Like a son.
In law...
...enforcement it pays to know
your fellow officer.
Sir, it'll be an honor
Yeah, all right. Let's go.
Share?
Butters, it seems like you hate crime
in a sort of personal way.
Why do you say that, sir?
more than slightly miffed.
Wasn't he, Roger?
Any particular reason?
About 1 50,000 of them.
That's how many bullets zinged
my neighborhood growing up.
Couldn't go outside.
Couldn't go near a window.
Lived and ate on the floor,
slept and watched TV on the floor.
I didn't learn to walk
till I was 1 0.
Spent my formative years
nose-to-nose with the family beagle.
When I work on a crime,
I ain't thinking about the crime.
and it pisses me off.
-We supposed to meet Leo somewhere?
-No, why?
Because he's following us.
Don't look.
-Who's Leo?
-Maybe it's a coincidence.
-What does he want?
-I don't know. Let's find out.
-F***ing a**hole!
-Bite me!
Whatever! Whatever!
Jerk!
You looking for us?
-You saw me?
-Yeah, we saw you.
What you doing, Leo?
I'm perfecting my tailing technique
now that I'm a P.I.
He's a private eyesore.
Inconspicuous vehicle! I like it.
Riggs, who's the perp?
-What'd you bust him for?
-I'm a perp?
is automatically a perp?
Look at my suit!
Do I look like the Crips' accountant?
Look at this badge, b*tch!
Check out the gun.
Put the gun down!
License! Registration!
Urine sample!
I got a badge too!
German Jews didn't have it
easy as kids!
So don't think you're the only one.
I knew you were a cop.
I was kidding.
I can smell a cop a mile away.
Don't turn everything around!
You're so touchy.
These guys'll tell you.
We got a history together.
Maybe we'll work together someday!
I'm the bomb!
We'll work together when I open
a cereal shop, you leprechaun!
I didn't call you names, fuckface!
Don't start!
Don't fool around!
-These guys'll tell you.
-You're double-parked.
Officer, I'm just talking
with the detectives.
We don't know this guy.
Think he was drinking.
They're kidding.
Come back!
I wasn't drinking!
They just said that.
Blow your breath in my hand.
I can smell it already.
Blow in my f***ing ear!
You're all mine.
You're mine!
You promised to deliver the family.
They're not at the detention center.
They must have escaped.
he sees them.
Don't worry, they'll turn up.
In Hong Kong, you'd already be dead.
Where's Uncle Benny?
-He's not here.
-Is he in there?
-I'm sure he is.
-This way.
Yes, it's a two-way.
We have 3 people.
The restaurant's over there.
Go this way, please.
They see us,
but we can't see them.
-Where's your green card?
-That's a racist remark.
I'm a policeman
who asked for your green card!
This is not the way.
You're the boss
till we get up in his ass.
It'll be fine.
They've refurbished!
I couldn't stop them.
-Out, out!
-Can I get drink or food?
Uncle Benny!
I hope this is a bad time.
-He still has unclipped eyebrows.
-What'd we tell you?
-We hate not disturbing you.
-This is Detective Buckles.
Sell any heroin? Kill anyone lately?
How's the restaurant?
Eat something.
Give you the police discount.
Flied lice?
It is fried rice, you plick!
I'm busy.
What is it this time?
Tell him, Buttkiss.
illegals that went aground?
Just what I saw on the news.
Someone lost big money.
And missed making them slaves.
You are cops.
Smuggling Chinese is an INS problem.
We found 3 bodies full of holes,
so now it's a cop problem.
Three dead Chinese?
-Billion more where they came from.
-Yes, life's cheap.
But he shot at us too.
That pisses us off.
Too bad they missed.
Who's he?
He looks unhappy.
What's his name?
Who's this guy?
Is he just appraising your furniture?
He doesn't speak English.
Then he doesn't understand
words like "scumbag"...
... "eat sh*t"?
I think he understands good.
-Enter the drag queen.
-The insurance, remember?
If you have nothing on me,
get out.
We're still around.
I'm on your ass too.
But the door is this way!
This is quicker.
This is quicker, really.
See? It's quicker!
Don't forget my
You in Hong Kong,
you'd be dead.
No, not that!
Riggs! Don't!
The insurance....
What the hell?
Hurry up!
Try it sometime.
It's satisfying and therapeutic.
-Saves the cost of shrinks.
-Bad guys can't call the cops.
-Why not? We're already here!
-EI Ni o!
I know this guy.
That's the captain.
Hold it!
Remember, no damage!
Sh*t!
LAPD! I'm commandeering
your bike. Here, $200.
Riggs, I'm coming!
Somebody stole your bike!
Stop!
Police!
Out of the way!
Butler!
Chase the fast one!
You have Alzheimer's?
Stop! Freeze!
Stop in Chinese, motherf***er!
Halt!
Out the way! Police!
He's getting away!
Excuse me!
Out of the way!
Get down! LAPD!
Stop, you little sh*t!
Get down!
Get the f*** down!
My arm!
I didn't do anything!
I got you covered!
You got the right to remain silent!
So shut the f*** up!
You got the right to an attorney.
If you can't afford one...
...we'll provide you with
If you get Johnnie Cochran,
I'll kill you!
Don't jump!
You're going to be a father!
Don't jump!
Hold on!
Hold on! I'll get you!
Riggs, don't move!
I won't move.
Hold on! I got you!
You'll catch me?
No, I won't catch you.
I got a dumpster here.
You didn't do nothing.
Why'd you run?
Butters!
-Get over here!
-Sh*t!
Hurry up!
Come on!
Hold on!
A bit more to the left!
Move this there!
Now!
No, the other left!
Make up your mind!
You couldn't find something smaller?!
It's all I could find!
I got it here!
Now, jump on "three" !
Ready?
Ass first!
It breaks the fall!
One...
...two, three!
Son of a b*tch!
You all right?
I should've had him.
Damn right, you should've!
Who's your partner?
-Son of a b*tch!
-I don't have a partner!
The guy you ran with!
I'm a waiter.
You guys pull a gun,
try to kill me!
You physically abuse me.
I want my lawyer!
If you're a waiter,
what's today's special?
What's today?
Wednesday!
Sweet and sour pork,
barbecue spareribs...
Shut up!
Next time, don't run!
Stay still!
Johnnie Cochran!
He fight for me!
...rebellion against his
domineering father.
Finally, Mao left home
to continue his schooling.
-Sorry, Sergeant Murtaugh.
-Sit, please.
And it's Roger.
-It's your chair.
-Really, it's fine. Sit.
Something to drink?
Tequila?
Thank you so much.
From Mexico.
This can't be the first time
you had tequila, Hong.
-Yes.
-No!
Bread.
Bread.
Toast!
Yeah, toast!
Bread!
You know anybody here?
My uncle.
He pay so we can come to America.
You been in contact with him?
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