02x16 - Florence Italy

[bunniefuu]

Hey, how you doing?
Fine.

You know something?
I love you.

I love you, too.
Baby, what's
your name, huh?

Florence.
Florence.

What time you
get off here?
About an hour.

That's too late.

Too late? Come on,
we can get together,
you know?

I'll be gone by then,
but I still love you.
I still love you, too.

You selling croissants
staring out that window?

You helping
the customers?

Ma, we don't got
any customers.

That's because of them
hanging around.
Get out of here. Go on.

Ma, I can handle them.
Handle some customers.

Make some coffee!

I just called the cops.
They'll wipe that
smirk off your face.

Big mistake.

Cops will arrest you
for criminal fatness.

Move it away from
the front of my shop.

This is America, lady.
Free enterprise.

Your kind of enterprise
ain't free and my customers
don't want to look at it.

Is this woman
giving you problems,
Florence?

You two think you've
invented sex?

No, I perfected sex.

What's your problem, mama?
This is the age
of sexual liberation.

You're my problem!
You and your filth! You're
depriving me of income.

Now get outta here!
Go on, move it!

Push me again, lady...

and I'm making you bacon.

You're a man?!

(AGHHH!)

Don't let it get around,
sugar hips.

Hi, there.

Hi, girls.

Yo!

You guys are just
in time, man.

Yeah?
Yeah.

For what?
It's good stuff.

The last one.
The kind, man.

One-hit weed,
could last you guys, like,
two to three days.

How much is it?
Your price.

Make it disappear.

I like to think of
the Miami Grand Prix...

as being a little
like Christmas, Tubbs.

That's right. Once a year.

Hard to believe they're gonna
turn these streets into
a racetrack in a few days.

Hey, they race in
New York City streets
all the time.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah.

Watch this.

What are you trying to do,
qualify for pole position?

Hey, Crockett!

Hey, red light! Red, man!

Sometimes
you're no fun
at all.

Get lost.
That's my price.

Have you seen
Florence Italy?
Only in my dreams.

Not the place, baby,
the girl. It's her name.

Pardon me. It's a weird name.
You can't miss her.

She's a pretty,
dark-haired schoolgirl.

She said
she ain't seen her!

Nice shoes.

Someone's in a big hurry.
Let's check it out.

A street race.
Just like New York, Rico.

My God!

Who would have thought
it would end up like that?

Any idea?

We ran into a friend of hers
who's in the
same line of work.

This one says her name
is Florence Italy.

Never saw the driver?

Just saw the Porsche.
No plates.

I put out a BOLO.
The guy was a pro.

Or damn near it.

Dude had
a large signature.

Fancy white car, fancy driver.

She couldn't have been
more than 17 years old.

You know,
with a car like that...

somebody's gotta
know about it.

That's right.

Tommy!

The handsome brothers.

You want coffee? I make
rocket fuel coffee.
No thanks, Tommy.

Too early in the morning
to work on the Daytona.

You here for
eggs, OJ, or what?
For the "what."

Tommy, you know anything
about a Porsche 906 Carrera?

Only everything. I had to tune
one once in the dark on a bet.

You work on one around here?
Maybe a white one?

You in the market
for another macho mobile?

Could be. You know
where I can find one?

Forget it. Danny will
never sell the Lotus.
Danny?

Has Danny got
a last name, sweetheart?

Everyone does.

Except Madonna and Sting.

Danny Tepper.

You know he's got a sponsored
ride this year in the
Grand Prix? His first time.

Some beer company
sprang for a 962.

You know where
we could find him?

His home, I guess.
He's a good guy.

It's on Constitution Avenue
at the end of the cul-de-sac.

Thanks, Tommy.

Don't even think about
buying the Porsche.

You haven't got
a chance in hell.

Yeah. Daniel.

Daniel "Danny" Tepper.
End of Constitution Avenue.

Yeah, right.
That's it. Thanks.

Good guy, huh?

Yeah, too bad we can't
ask Florence Italy.

I told you, I haven't driven
that car in a week.

I didn't even know
it was stolen
till you told me.

Tell us about
the girl, Danny.

Look, I've been driving
my truck around all week...

picking up parts for my
race car. I've been working.

My wife's in the hospital.
She's two weeks overdue.

I've gotta--
Your wife is
two weeks overdue...

and last night you don't
even show up at the hospital,
not even once?

You want to know
the truth?
Yes!

Katie told me I was getting
on her nerves around
the hospital all the time.

She told me
to take the night off.

Frank Tepper's here.
He'd like to see his son.

My father's here?
He can wait.

So...

you were at Bayfront
with your driver pals?

Yeah.

Is that Richard Horton
and Steve Beers?

Yeah.
Is that right?

All night?
Right.

All night?

Right.

We talked to
your friends, Danny.

You know what they said?

They said that you
left at 10:30, Danny.

That's a long way
away from "all night."

If they said I left at 10:30,
then I guess I did.

I wasn't watching the clock.

Where'd you go?

Nowhere.

I drove around in the truck
for a while and listened
to some tapes.

Maybe you had a couple of
cocktails at the Bayfront?

Are you saying I was drunk?

Yeah, I'm saying
you were drunk!

Well, I wasn't!

Let me show you
a couple of pictures, Danny.

Maybe this will help you
a little bit.

You see that?
That's Florence Italy.

Not a pretty sight,
huh, Danny?

You're lying.

And you're in big trouble.

Maybe your daddy can help you
straighten out this mess.

Hey, too big to say hello
to your old man?
Hey, how you doing?

Good to see you.

I know you didn't
do it, Danny.

Hey, don't let
this thing b*at you.

Hey, I got a fat new sponsor.

Guy from Texas.
He pays the money,
I drive the cars.

No interviews, no commercials.
Just driving and just winning.

That's great.

Listen, you ain't
gonna get out of...

racing against your
old man that easy.
I ran into your sponsor.

He's posting the bond.
Yeah? That's great.

Danny, look....

As far as fathers go, you
might have done better than me
in the state lottery.

I'm irresponsible,
I've been a rambling man
all my life...

but blood's blood.

And I just want you to know,
as long as I'm around...

I'm going to fight for you.

Hey, I've got some money
stashed, too, if you need it.

Thanks.

He lied to us about
what happened last night.

His story's lame.

We know we're looking for
a professional driver.
Maybe Danny.

Well, his wife is
in the hospital. He needs
relief before the race.

Goes out on the street, blows,
and now he's trying to cover.

Well, maybe we ought to check
out the rest of the field
before we convict the guy.

What makes you say that?

He went real soft...

when we showed him
pictures of Florence.

You?

Let's check out the field.

They're having a
cocktail party this evening...

for the Grand Prix drivers.

What do you say
we cut a deal with Danny?

Maybe give him some slack
if he takes us to the party
as Burnett and Cooper.

As what?

Potential sponsors.

As Grand Prix sponsors?
I love it.

How do you rate? (Inaudible)

Our chances this year? We've
got it made in the shade.

You're pretty confident, huh?
Hell, yes.

You've done some driving,
haven't you?
Yes, sir...

I started out when I was nine
driving a hay truck.

I moved up to field bombs
when I was 14, running around
the fields...

between the streets,
then Big Daddy Worthington
bought me a Shelby 500...

the day I got my
driver's license.

And I want to tell you
something, I learned how to
drive that baby.

You know, I was
considering driving the
Worthington Porsche myself.

I could take that
thing around--

Yeah, but you got
Frank Tepper instead.

Yeah.
Competition-wise...

don't you think Frank's
a little O-L-D?

No, son, I think you're
a little D-U-M-B.

When you're
talking Frank Tepper,
you're talking a champion.

Pure class, pure talent.

Why don't you get yourself
some complimentary dip...

and use a Worthington
cocktail napkin?

Yeah. Thanks a lot,
Martin.

One of these dudes
better be a candidate for
second-degree m*rder, Danny.

That or you better
figure out a plea.

Damn! That makes me mad.

Club soda, triple slice
of lime, s'il yous pla?t.

What's the problem, Tommy?

Becky Sklar.

Who?
Becky Sklar.

She's a racer-chaser.

Women like that set back
women's rights in professional
racing about 150 years.

Don't get on her case, Tommy.
She's a good girl.

She doesn't even know
the difference between a
tire iron and a timing light.

She causes harm
to my reputation as a woman.

I am a licensed mechanic.

Skoal.

Mr. Ramos.

d*ck Harris,
Race Circuit Magazine.
Hi.

I was wondering
if you'd found a driver yet...

for your Carrera 962.

Mr. Harris, you should read
your own magazine.

We have signed Danny Tepper
for the season.

Baby, did I ever tell you
about Big Daddy?

You know, he invented
one-sheet-at-a-time
toilet paper...

for airports and gas stations.

You know what they
say about him, don't you?

He cleaned up.

Yeah.
Marty.

Frank.
Hi.

Listen, Nelson's
got an idea.

Sally and I just love
new ideas.

Gonna introduce us, Danny?

Hey, Dad.

Hey, Danny, our sponsors
have got a great idea.

Now, before the word
gets out, I want to
check it out with you.

Dad, this is Sonny Burnett,
Rico Cooper. Money men.

How you doing?
How are you?

Come on, guys,
can we get this
show on the road?

Aren't you Marty Worthington?

In the flesh.

And you two guys have
got enough green stuff
to sponsor a car.

Hey, whatever it takes.

But our daddy invented
the six-second water
cut-off device...

for gas station and
airport bathrooms.

Right. You know the
parking garage next door?

Well, I got these
itty-bitty motorbikes...

and I got this itty-bitty idea
for an itty-bitty Tepper
versus Tepper pre-race...

from the top to the
bottom. Talk about fun.

Right now?
Up to you, Son.

What the hell, you know me.

I'll try anything once.

Let's do it.

Oh, yeah! Everybody, hey!

We got us a race,
Tepper versus Tepper.

One-on-one,
the parking garage! Yeah!

It's another $500 for
all night, darling.

But I'm worth it.
I reckon I'll be
the judge of that.

I wonder if she's worth it.

You all set, kiddo?

I'm not gonna go easy on you.

Worthington's bartender said
he was with the crew
at Bayfront.

He left around 11:00.

Yeah, right away.
Right after this
motorcycle weirdness.

Are we ready?
Frank, you ready, son?
Danny boy?

Is everybody ready?

Set!

Go!

No kidding!

That's great.

You okay?
I'm always okay when I win.

Congratulations.

Thanks.

Not you, him.

9 pounds, 2 ounces.
A big, healthy baby boy.

Hey, I gotta get out of here!

Hey...

everybody!

Danny's got a son!

Well, if Worthington
is lying, he's doing
a hell of a job of it.

We got six solid citizens
who put him...

at the hotel bar from
11:00 until closing.

We've been showing
this around. We got it
from a friend of hers.

Nobody wants to admit
they know a hooker.

No one saw her. Ever.
This case is not happening.

You two are still potential
sponsors. Try the drivers,
one at a time.

We'll get a witness.

Danny, what is it?

You're gonna stay here
all night and you're not
gonna say anything?

What's the matter?

Somebody stole
the Porsche last night.

Whoever it was, they picked up
a girl and they b*at her
to death.

Katie.

It was my car.

The cops think
that I did it. I didn't.

I know.

You don't have to
say anything.

You believe me
and my sponsors believe me.

The only ones that don't
believe me are the cops.

They made me take them
to this party so they could
check out the other drivers.

Come here.

That mean you're
gonna stand by me?

Not stand by the father
of my own child?

What kind of a woman
do you think I am?

This came just before
you showed up.

The nurse didn't see
who dropped it off.

It didn't have a card.

Danny Tepper Jr. told me
he wanted his dad to open it.

Smart kid.

Look, how many times
do you want to hear it?

Yeah, I've seen this girl.
She's a hooker.

Was a hooker, I guess.

She used to hang around
outside the shop
and drive decent people away.

Generally, she hung around
with another hooker.

What does she
look like?

Colored girl.

Different. They come in pairs.
You know that.

What about this car?
Car, I....

Look, I tell you, if I'd seen
this car I probably would have
run like hell...

'cause, I mean, in the
first place, it doesn't even
look like a car.

So, ladies...

would you care to purchase
a freshly baked
croissant now...

or perhaps
a cup of coffee?

No.
Thanks
for your help.

Look, we're not messing
around here, okay, Louis?

Now, somebody k*lled
your friend Florence.

We just need your help.

Okay. But you're not gonna
get my help if you keep
calling me Louis.

Louis is dead.

Florence went to some fancy
sleep-away school
for Catholic girls.

But she hated it.

Did you see her
get picked up?

Honey, I've got
enough problems
looking out for myself.

Time for Danny boy
to start telling the truth.

Danny, wait a minute.

Look, man, I'm out
on bond. I'm free.

I don't have to talk
to you guys.

Hey, Danny told me
about you guys.

I'm no lawyer, but you two
have been harassing my son.

Let me tell you
something, pal. If I wanted to
harass you or your son...

you wouldn't need no lawyer
to tell you about it.

Well, it's time to look
somewhere else.
My boy didn't do it!

So why don't you
leave him alone, try to find
the guy who did--

Maybe you better get out
of my face, man.

I know some lawyers.
Good ones.

They make more in an hour than
you two clowns make in a week.

Danny, let's go.

Danny.

Abigail Cook.

That's Florence Italy's
real name.

Now what the hell's
the matter with you?
Nothing.

You don't get it, do you?

Unless you tell us
who did this, man, you're it.
You're in the jackpot.

You're going to jail!

It was your car, Danny.

And we could put you away
on circumstantial evidence.

Look, I can control this car.

I can't control what's
going on around me.

I can control this car
right now, and that's'
all I'm doing.

Danny knows,
but Danny's not talking.

Nowheresville.
Absolute nowheresville.

I don't know.

With any luck
I could have
been a race car driver.

Becky Sklar. A driver's
best friend.

Let's have
a little chat.

Excuse us, Becky.

Can we talk
to you a second?
Sure.

Nice.
Hello, lady.

They're willing to die when
they drive, and I find that
really attractive.

You say that you've been...

personally acquainted
with most of the drivers
on the circuit.

Absolutely. Mechanics, too.

Uh-huh?
Uh-huh.

Did you ever run into a driver
on the circuit that maybe
was a little...

rough with his women?

It's been real.

Becky, if you're afraid,
we can protect you.

I was in a hospital for
nine months. I had wire
in my face.

Have you ever lived
sipping soup through a straw?

How're you gonna protect me?
What're you gonna do,
move in with me?

Are you gonna
hang out with me?
What about in six months?

What about in a year
from now? Come on!

Hey, Becky.

This is a 17-year-old girl
that was beaten to death.

That's exactly why
I'm keeping my
mouth shut, buddy.

I'm a big fan of racing,
but I am a huge fan of life!

Just leave me
alone, okay? Come on!

She's scared all the way
down to her shoes.

She's never gonna talk.

You're crazy, man.

(Inaudible Arguement)

Could it be?

That's a very heavy
father-and-son conversation.

You get the feeling
that Danny's saying...

what he hasn't said
to us?

You just don't understand,
all right? Believe me.

Danny, you're a great kid.

But to tell you the truth...

I'm not even sure that
you're mine. Your mother,
she was....

She did a pretty good job
of sleeping around.

It's the way she was.

Maybe I am your daddy, but....

Well, it doesn't matter.
I mean, I'd say the same thing
to you either way.

I mean, you....

You just gotta stop
worrying about this
Florence Italy deal.

I mean, it's gonna
screw up your race.

Hell.

I mean if it's working
your head around that bad...

I mean, you're not gonna
be any good to Katie...

or to Danny Jr.

Great name, huh?

You're crazy.

You and me, couple of bikes...

15 stories above a garage.

We're both crazy!

That was some deep ride.

Hey, look, kid.

We both know you didn't do it.

Now listen to me.

You're gonna wash out
clean in this.

Danny. Hey, Danny!

Where are you going?

You keep thinking about this,
you're gonna wind up
like that hooker. Danny!

It's gonna work out.
You didn't do it,
so forget about it.

It's not your problem.
Let those dumb cops
worry about it.

You're gonna have to have
your mind on this race if you
want to b*at me.

Don't you want to
b*at me, Danny? Don't you
want to win?

Yes, I'll say we're ready.

Ol' Frankie boy
just turned the third-fastest
lap of the day.

Yes, it puts us
in very good position.

I will cover anything.

Son, my cows bet
more than that.

Worthington Paper Goods
does not back a loser.

$8,000 it is.

Bucky, you sure this
don't cut into your
grocery money now, huh?

Bye.

How you doing, fast guy?

Just fine!

Yes, sir.

Sonny, man, you know we can't
be here all the time.

Well, back to square one.

She had to be picked up
around here somewhere.

Well, we'll just have to
check it out again.

But if we keep covering
this street...

they're gonna have to call it
Tubbs and Crockett Boulevard.

Hold on, partner.

I'm gonna get you
a cappuccino.

Little change
of pace.

Thanks, buddy.

Excuse me, lady,
have you seen this girl?

Please don't ask.
Everybody else is doing it,
why shouldn't you?

"Have you seen this girl,
have you seen this car?"

I'm sick of it. And racing.
Vroom, vroom.

So stupid. My son, Nicky...

he takes the day off
so he can go watch
these stupid little cars...

going around and around.

I don't get it.

Lady, do you have
a monitor for that?

Security told me
that was gonna solve
all my problems, right?

So after I spent
an arm and a leg to get
the single-store package...

all the kids come in
to watch themselves on TV.

So now I keep the TV part of
this thing under the counter.

You keep the tapes for this?
Yeah, I have to.

It's part of that
single-store
security package.

Yeah, I'd like to see
the tapes from
three nights ago.

What?

I'd like to see the tapes
from three nights ago. Please.

Okay, hold it.

Slo-mo time.

Go back, go back.

That's him,
lighting a cigarette.

He's ours.

You'll need backup.

Take this to the lab,
that frame. We'll need
an 8-by-10, black and white.

Well, the streets of Miami...

are ready for racing action
like they've
never seen be_ore.

And you'll get a chance
up-close to see...

some of the Fastest
sports cars in the world.

Get ready to go up to
160 miles an hour.

They're warming them up
right now. Take a look
at them.

The fastest field of
hard-top racing cars in the
whole world...

ready to turn the streets
loose here in Miami.

Watch them as they go by.
They look pretty nice.

...some of the best race cars
you'll ever see on the road.

We'll be coming around with
the green flag in just
a little bit.

Boy, are we anxious for it,
too. The Miami Grand Prix
set to go...

once again and everybody's
ready. Come on, get up
on your....

Watch this one close.
The pace car coming down...

on that last straightaway.
He'll duck out of the way.

And we're cooking
in the early stages
of this event.

Now it's a long
Grand Prix race...

and this is not going
to be the easiest driving job.

We're ready for the second
race platform now...

and Al freon....

Off the corner with a rush.

Out around the tight corner
they go once again.

Number 85, frank Tepper.
This is the father of the
father-son team.

And sits right now at
about third place.

We're at the one-third point
in the race right now...

and the leader in the 962
is Danny Tepper.

That's the son in
that father-son combination.

Sitting second and still
out-wheeling. Third place is
Number 85, frank Tepper...

the father. In fourth place
is Gunther Smith.

Really got a sh*t
at the overall win right now.

Boy, they have got that
car running well.

It gets off the corner
with unbelievable velocity.

We've got a report
of a yellow flag.

Apparently at turn two
someone spun.

Most of the field will dive
into the pit lane here.

Still solid in that
third-place spot...

is frank Tepper
as we enter the closing stages
of this event.

Right along the Miami Marina
Area. Boy, there is
some great racing.

People sitting out on their
front porches watching it.

Tepper still working his way
strongly through the field
right now.

Three miles down.
That's quick for city streets.

They could end up going
into the wall....

Well, we're down to
the closing stages
of it now...

and it is still Tepper
out in front,
and right behind him....

And we're now
on the final lap.

Like to get a piece of
Danny Tepper. But Tepper....

His father, frank Tepper,
is still solidly
entrenched in third.

And there it is,
the checkered flag!

Tepper wins
the Miami Grand Prix.

Al freon goes to second place.

In third place....
frank Tepper.

But what a finishing order
for the Tepper family.

father and son will be
on the victory circle
stand together.

Danny Tepper trying to get
the car to victory circle
right now.

He's gotta be
a happy young man.

His teammates running around,
congratulating him down there.

Thank you.

Thank you.

That was tough.

I hope Danny Jr. enjoyed it
as much as I did.