Grand Prix at the Corner # 395
[Brian, Roman, Carter, Monica, Roberto, and Enrique walk into a special room in the back of Pearl, a nightclub; Brian and Roman sees a blowtorch, a cloth, and a bucket]
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.
Roman Pearce: What's all that?
Carter Verone: We're gonna have a little fun.
[Carter pops open a champagne, then pours Monica a glass]
Monica: Thank you.
Detective Whitworth: Hey, Carter.
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]
Carter Verone: Meet, uh, Detective Whitworth.
[the call girl who was with Det. Whitworth walks away]
Carter Verone: One of Miami's finest. Thank you, sweetheart. Are you enjoying yourself, Detective?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah, I was. I mean, you know me.
Carter Verone: [turning cross] Yeah, I do know you. You been on my payroll a long time.
Detective Whitworth: Verone, that ain't right.
Carter Verone: Shut up. I got one last job for you, Detective. You hear me?
Detective Whitworth: Look, we've been through all this.
Carter Verone: Yeah?
Detective Whitworth: Yeah. I said I can't do it.
Carter Verone: Hmm. That's the wrong answer. The table.
[Roberto and Enrique grabs Det. Whitworth and ties him to the table]
Roman: Fuentes in with Verone, Markham trying to blow our cover and we got two wired cars that are better than that ankle braclet of mine. Ima tell you, bro. You let your man, Markham do that shit again in front of Verone, that gonna be our ass.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.
Brian O'Connor: I know man its getting thick real quick. We need some way out through some kind of exit strategy.
Roman: Exit strategy, huh?
Brian O'Connor: Yeah.
Roman: [Roman takes a bite out of his sandwich] I like the way that sounds. Wachu got in mind?
Brian O'Connor: I don't know man, but we need two more cars.
Roman Pearce: What you checkin' her out for?
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.
Brian O'Connor: I'm not checkin' her out.
Roman Pearce: Yes, you were.
Brian O'Connor: No, I wasn't.
Roman Pearce: I seen you checkin' her out man.
Brian O'Connor: Ok, I was. Now shut up.
Roman Pearce: You shut up. Don't tell me to shut up.
Monica: Both you girlies shut up.


