Police Academy 5: Assignment: Miami Beach Page #5

It'll only make the whole thing | all the more exciting.

Don't worry, Uncle Eric, | we'll get you out of this.

All right. He's alive. | How long, depends on you.

I think, in his own way, | Lassard is telling us...

that he'd rather risk his own life | than let those animaIs get away.

Brave man.

Sir. I realize that this is your jurisdiction...

but if there's going to be a rescue attempt, | we'd like to volunteer.

Commissioner Murdock, | I couldn't agree more.

I think it is vitaI that the rescue team | know Comdt. Lassard intimately.

I can vouch for the skill | of these police officers.

After all, I trained them myself.

It must be the drugs.

This is the floor | where Lassard is being held hostage.

-Capt. Harris? | -Yes?

All right, gentlemen. | This is what I want you to do.

And you will do it | exactly as I tell you to do it.

You've tuned to Larvell Jones | on the KWURST Radio.

And, now, the love Doctor. | I want you to come here, baby.

You and me, yeah. All the way.

Come on down. let's get down, baby, | because I need you. I love you.

That concludes our broadcast day.

How come I got the part with the steps?

I offered you the vent.

No.

let's go.

Nice, Kate. Watch this.

A woman's work is never done.

Come on.

That went off without a hitch.

Where is everybody?

I don't get it.

The chopper's here already.

It wasn't supposed to be here for an hour.

-Someone must have changed the plans. | -Yeah, Harris.

Your plan was brilliant, sir!

Thank you, Proctor.

By giving those incompetents | the diversionary part of this mission...

Ive left the reaI rescue | to the experienced officers...

namely, moi.

I will rescue Lassard, | and Ill get a promotion and a medal.

-Freeze! | -Freeze!

-We've got you covered. This is the police. | -Well done, Harris!

It was my pleasure, sir. | Now, everyone, drop your guns!

-Proctor, get down there and pick them up. | -Yes, sir.

No, Proctor, no. Use the Ladder. | The Ladder!

All right! Come on, give it to me.

That's right. Hands up, | or you've got one dead dork.

Nice twist. They're really going all out | this year, aren't they?

Get these guys to the chopper. | All right, Im going to my boat.

Tell your people, | I see one plane, one chopper, one boat...

before we reach our rendezvous, | these guys are shark bait. You got it?

-Where's Harris? | -They kidnapped him, too.

From now on, we do it our way.

We'll need some more information.

I don't know nothing.

I see. Ill tell you, partner...

don't tell me. Tell him.

The boss said to wait here | while he checked on the chopper.

Then you guys showed up, | and that's all I know!

I swear, I swear it.

Ill tell the others.

-Can I drop you somewhere? | -No!

-Im going down now. | -Okay, boss.

You concentrate. | Keep your hands on the wheel.

All right, boss.

All right. Im coming down.

That ended my first career.

Then, when I was 12 years old...

I got a job as a boxboy at the A&P.

That was a very, very exciting time for me.

I had many, many interesting experiences.

One day, as I was | stacking canned vegetables...

I think it was petit pois. | No, creamed corn...

or was it, maybe, succotash?

I can't quite remember.

Excuse me. Is there any possibility...

that I could be held hostage by myself?

Outside would be fine. | I don't mind the breeze.

What's the matter? | You're not enjoying yourself here?

Don't you worry your pretty little head. | You'll be out of misery in no time.

Wait a minute. What do you mean?

My boss' boat is waiting for me.

As soon as we meet up with him, | Im gonna sink this baby...

with you in it.

You'll never get away with this, | you two-bit, fiIthy scum!

-What did he call me? | -Scum.

Perhaps you'd like to leave now. Mouse.

About that "fiIthy scum " comment....

Shut up, shark bait.

-Shark bait? | -Shut up.

What strategy.

Are you quite sure we didn't meet | at the Toronto Convention in '76?

You are one nutty old man.

Sug', how's it going?

We're getting pretty close, boss.

Boss, Mr. Dempsey should be | plenty proud of you.

You got the diamonds back. You did it.

Yeah.

I did it.

-Throw the line. | -Got it.

Mr. Dempsey, your merchandise, sir.

You're a good man, Tony.

Finish your business first. Then bring | the diamonds and let's get out of here.

Mr. Dempsey...

the dork, I don't mind, but the old man....

No witnesses.

-Don't disappoint me again. | -Yes, sir.

Sh*t.

Sorry, Mouse, he wouldn't go for it.

Excuse me. Could I say something?

Sure.

Don't kill me.

I won't tell on your gang. | I won't say a word. You can trust me.

Ill tell you what Im gonna do, | Ill shoot you second.

Thanks.

I just want to say that | this has been a splendid kidnapping.

Thank you. Thank you very much. | I really appreciate that.

I mean this from the bottom of my heart: | You have been one outstanding hostage.

My pleasure.

No, I mean it. Now, I got to kill you.

I understand.

Nothing personal. Just business.

What the hell is that?

Take care of them.

Out of my way, dirtbag!

Tony, you and Sugar | take the weenie for a hostage.

I got the old man. Come on!

This way, come on! Hurry up!

Get him! Take him out!

Now, which one of you guys | was resisting arrest?

-Not me. | -Me, either.

Come on, Tackleberry, | we need some help!

Up ahead, Hightower!

Keep it steady! Get ready to jump!

Okay, go!

-Are you okay? | -Yeah.

Where the hell have you been? | What took you so long?

I had to change clothes!

Where'd you get those | funny-looking clothes?

Wonderful!

Dispatch all units. Maintain your positions | until told otherwise.

Over that way. Steady. You got it.

Bombs away!

Here I come! Geronimo!

-Faster! | -Im going as fast as I can!

You're in trouble now. It's a dead end.

look out, old man!

Well done!

look out!

All right!

They probably think they got us!

I think we got them!

There's no way out.

-They think there's no way out! | -look out, here he comes.

-Well done! | -It's nothing.

let's get him!

-Capt. Harris. | -Sergeant.

I was locked in here during the fighting.

-Carry on. | -Yes, sir!

Move it. let's get these felons tied up | and into police custody.

Proctor! Where is Proctor?

Im coming, sir!

-Here I come! | -Proctor.

I did that. Im sorry, sir, my fault!

It didn't hurt. Didn't hurt.

Don't just stand there. Get me out of here!

Move it!

look out, gator!

That gator better watch out.

Roll him over, Hightower!

No!

All right!

Thank you.

Stay where you are. I still got the old man.

-Uncle Eric, are you all right? | -This is awesome!

It's the best procedure demonstration | in history!

Uncle Eric, those are reaI crooks.

In that case....

Nothing personal. Just business.

After capturing | the Mal-Ankh-Ee diamond thieves...

and bringing them to justice...

these officers have been cited | for medals of honor...

by the city of Miami.

In addition, one officer selflessly...

and at the risk of his life...

saved Captain Harris from certain death.

He is Sgt. Moses Hightower.

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