Undercover Blues Page #5

Synopsis: A wise-cracking husband and wife team of ex-Spies arrive in New Orleans on maternity leave with their baby girl. There they are hassled by muggers, the police and their FBI boss, who wants them to do just-one-more job.
Genre: Comedy, Crime
Director(s): Herbert Ross
Production: MGM Home Entertainment
 
IMDB:
6.0
Rotten Tomatoes:
33%
PG-13
Year:
1993
90 min
430 Views


when he came in here.

Now listen to him.

If I say anything,

how do I know you'll let me go?

You just have to trust us.

Tell me who you report to.

A woman.

A very tall woman.

I only saw her once.

Where do I find her?

Honest to God,

I don't know.

Dr. Lottelenya.

Wait.

I don't know where she is...

but I do know

her telephone number.

There's a piece of paper

in my shirt pocket.

Mr. Ferderber,

I would advise you to disappear.

Vanish. Change your name,

your job...

and if possible, your face.

-Who's that?

-Open up in there!

-Come on.

-Open up!

-Come this way.

-My name...

Where is my goddamn car?

Hey, Ted.

We were getting ready

to take the kid to the zoo.

Look at him.

"It is believed

that as recently as 1979...

''eight subspecies of tigers

were living.

''Today only five remain.''

-Oh, no.

-How about that?

Right. Isn't he gorgeous?

There he is.

Don't worry, baby.

Mommy and Daddy will save him.

Yes, we will.

We'll see to it.

There'll be lots of tigers

when you grow up.

Let's check out the elephants.

Here we go.

This is like a parade.

You have to talk to

our little friend.

Which one?

The big ''M.''

I'll take care of him.

Do it fast. I'm hungry.

If you're in a hurry,

why don't we create a diversion?

Like what, for instance?

Remember what worked in Toronto?

No. Please. Not that.

Help!

My wife is having a fit!

Jeff, don't do this to me!

-Help!

-l really hate you.

Come on. Help!

Oh, God! Don't let her

swallow her tongue!

Police! Police!

Stand back.

We trained for this.

Somebody hold my popcorn.

And they say,

ain't you glad you're single?

Hey, honey,

there's the alligators.

Look at that. Wow!

Look at those alligators.

See them?

They look mean, don't they?

Morty!

How's it going, champ?

Blue! No!

It's an alligator pit!

Get me out of here!

Relax.

They've been fed already.

Stay! Stay back!

It says here that

these are American alligators.

Know how you can tell?

This is fascinating.

They have a broader snout and

you can't see the fourth tooth.

Don't leave!

Get me out of here!

Give me your wallet.

What?

You owe me $57.50

for a new stroller.

Give me your wallet.

OK. Sure.

Just one second.

-Come on.

-I'm coming! All right?

-OK. OK.

-Come on.

Hey. Whoa.

I paid you back.

There. Even Steven.

Just a second.

Hurry up! Please!

Listen,

I don't have any change.

Can I owe you $2.50?

OK! Just get me

the f*** out of here!

Watch your language.

I need something

I can use for a rope.

A rope?

Give me your jacket.

Good idea.

You're OK, Blue. Really.

You're an OK guy.

Please, Morty. God.

Come on, Blue. Let's go.

Hurry up! Chop chop!

OK.

No, no, no.

It's not long enough.

Tell you what...

give me your pants.

My pants?

No way. No.

OK. OK. OK.

OK!

They sense fear.

I know they do, Blue.

I can see that.

I know what fear is.

You're driving me crazy.

See the big monkey, honey?

See the big monkey?

I'm so sorry about everything.

So sorry.

It just became like--

Oh, my God.

It's eating my shoe.

Stay back.

Give her some room.

Put your hand in her mouth...

or she'll swallow her tongue

like my cousin Albert!

OK, Blue, here we go.

Make the rope!

OK.

Here we go. Make the rope.

Oh, no.

It's not going to work.

It's just not long enough.

I'll go for help.

Blue, please, no.

Don't leave me.

Please don't leave me!

Can I get you anything?

Coffee?

I'm fine. No coffee.

Just hurry up, please!

Bye! Thank you!

-Ta-ta.

-Ta-ta!

Come on, honey.

Mary, look at the cypress.

Hi, girls.

Afternoon, Sister.

-Good afternoon.

-Don't miss the gators.

Thank you. We're going

to see the gators, girls.

Stand back, everybody.

I've got her medication.

Here it is, darling.

It was in the car.

Under the tongue.

Are you all right?

Thank God.

Thank you, Lieutenant.

I want to thank everybody.

You've been great.

-Thank you.

-Sweetheart, can you walk?

I thought your performance

was excellent.

Let's not do that anymore.

Why not? It always works.

I have to wash my hair again.

Honey, it's that windblown look.

It so becomes you.

Thank you so much.

Come here, sweetheart.

Want to have

some real fun tonight?

Like last night?

Only better.

A real fantasy.

What'd you have in mind?

I know you.

Everybody know me.

I am Muerte.

You're the guy got stomped

by that feller with the baby.

Don't provoke me, OK?

You want to get back at him?

What?

I know somebody who'd pay big.

You don't know nada.

OK. I don't know nada.

But this guy said Muerte's

the guy for the job.

Who said that?

About Muerte.

You got to buy me a drink first.

What would you like?

I don't believe men.

Three guys tried

to pick me up tonight.

I can understand that.

-You can?

-Yeah.

My mother was right about you.

-Did she wake up?

-Just once around midnight.

Just wanted to be held.

How did it go?

Did Morty go for it?

Of course he went for it.

God, I am so tired.

Keep the makeup on.

-Why?

-It's kind of a turn-on.

Yecch! You disgust me.

Hello?

Your name is what?

What? Death?

Yeah, I see.

It's about Blue.

It's the opening gambit.

No, no, no.

You can't find us.

We'll send a man to pick you up

at Bayou St. John.

Come along.

We are wasting time.

Oh, my God.

It was horrible.

It was a nightmare.

Why'd you have

to make it so bumpy?

Would you prefer to walk?

I'm all nauseous.

I'm white as a sheet.

It was a nightmare.

I'm a land creature.

After you, sir.

Frau Novacek is waiting.

I'm driving back, OK?

It's very good of you

to pay us a visit.

I am Paulina Novacek.

Your name?

My name is Muerte.

As in Death?

Yes. You speak Spanish?

I trust you.

Good.

Perhaps I'll trust you.

Come.

Excuse me. Paulina?

Thank you so much.

Hi, guys.

You can go to a strip joint.

We're spending

a quiet evening at home.

Thanks. We appreciate that.

Anything we can do

to make your lives easier.

Isn't the baby

a little young for dolls?

It's for me.

It's a post-feminist doll.

Goes to work with little

sneakers on, but resents it.

-Night.

-Bye.

They're really

very interesting people.

Come on.

I no working with him!

I no working with him,

you b*tch!

No, no!

Please! Paulina!

You expect me to believe

some bum approached you...

with information that Mr. Blue

is coming here tonight?

He's coming here tonight!

What if he's telling the truth?

Thank you very much.

What is your name?

So, Mr. Muerte--

Excuse me, please.

No mister. It's Muerte.

You come here pretending

to sell information.

You are so obviously

a confederate of Mr. Blue.

My family.

Do me a favor.

Be careful tonight,

all right?

-Jeff.

-Yeah?

I really mean that.

I got a funny feeling.

Maybe it's your allergies.

It is not my allergies.

Promise me you'll be

extra careful tonight.

I will.

I love you very much.

You really do?

More and more and more

every day.

You know what's funny?

What?

That's exactly how I feel.

I'm starving.

-Hold down the fort.

-Yes, sir.

He don't listen to me.

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Ian Abrams

Ian Abrams is an American television writer and producer, and, with Pat Page and Vik Rubenfeld, co-creator of the CBS TV series Early Edition, although he did not write any produced episodes of the series except the pilot and was only on the writing staff of the show during its first year. Other credits include Undercover Blues and Rolling Thunder (1996). Since 1998, Abrams, who attended Duke University, has been Director of the Screenwriting and Playwriting in the Antoinette Westphal College of Media Arts and Design at Drexel University, where he teaches screenwriting, film comedy, and contemporary cinema, among other courses. more…

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