Lethal Weapon

This was a new jacket. Damn.

My wife's gonna kill me.

Oh, speak of the devil. Shh.

- Hey, honey. - Hey, love. How's your day going?

Oh, pretty good. You know,

just eating donuts and writing parking tickets. How about you?

The uze. Mowing the lawn. Making a roast. Sleeping with the neighbor.

Aw, that sounds like a relaxing day.

Hey, baby, can I call you back later?

Sure, but I may not be available.

I have to swing by the hospital and have this baby.

- Wait, what? - Our boy's coming out.

You're gonna be a daddy.

What do you want me to do?

Breathe, baby.

I'll meet you at the hospital. I love you.

Aw, baby, I love you, too.

- What the hell you doing? - I'm gonna be a daddy.

I can't go get myself killed.

We can't just let them get away.

Who said anything about letting them get away? Hit the gate.

Damn it, Riggs, come on.

They gotta be 800 yards out.

Riggs, there ain't but three shooters in the whole damn world

can make that shot, and you ain't one of them.

- Hey, Jenkins. - Yeah.

Shut up.

Whoo!

- You got this? - Go. Yeah.

Whoa.

You're gonna be a bronco. Just like your daddy.

- Detective Riggs. - Yeah?

There's been an accident. You need to go to the first floor.

There's been an accident. You need to go to the first floor.

There's been an accident. You need to go to the first floor.

- Honey, are you nervous? - Hmm.

Please. I've been a cop for 22 years.

I'm just excited about getting back to work, that's all.

Roger.

- You know, you don't have to go back. - What do you mean by this?

I'm just saying.

- We do all right. - No, you do all right.

Roger, it isn't about the money.

And the alternative is what?

Stay home.

Get fat.

Play golf.

- I'm already chubby. - Shut up.

I hate golf.

- And our kids will be home, right? - Yes.

Okay, then I really need to get back to work.

You know how the doctor said I should avoid stress?

Well...

- A great way to relieve stress is, um... - Mmm-hmm.

- Really? Oh. - Yeah. It's not for me.

I'll receive zero pleasure. It's actually for medicinal purposes.

- It's for medicinal purposes? Mm. - Yeah. Mmm-hmm.

Technically it was my 50th, like, two weeks ago.

And in some cultures, it's actually, like, customary

- for the wife... - Just stop.

This isn't about stress. And this isn't about your birthday.

This is about my husband going back to work.

To keep our city safe.

- Yes. - Don't fist pump.

- I'm sorry. - No, don't do that.

Yes, we are.

- It's okay. It's okay, let her cry. - Roger, stop it.

- It's okay. It's good for her lungs. - No, it's not good for her lungs.

She's a singer.

She's cheering for me. She's happy for Roger.

Oh, gosh, honey.

Okay, here comes that hot, delicious bacon.

Come on, kids. Let's go.

Hey, Murtaugh. Be safe out there.

Always.

- I love you. - I love you, too.

Bang.

- Lookie here! - Murtaugh!

There he is. Back from the dead.

I was never dead. Remember that.

Hey, old man? Got a sec?

Sure, Cap.

There he is.

So, you look good.

Death suits you.

Pocket square come with the promotion?

Bought it with the pay raise.

- Missed you, partner. - Me, too, brother.

Have a seat.

You know, part of me was surprised to see you.

I figured with your wife making a killing

putting criminals back out on the streets...

- Look, we have separate accounts. - Relax.

I can appreciate a dual-income as much as the next guy.

What...

This is the most uncomfortable chair I've ever sat in.

It's very expensive. Don't break it.

Well, since I have you back, I got you a new partner.

He's a lateral transfer from Texas. Worked homicide and vice.

Name's Martin Riggs. Also a Navy SEAL war hero.

Look, it's my first day back.

I don't want to have to babysit some adrenaline junkie with PTSD.

Just show him around.

This came from the city attorney personally.

We got a bank robbery downtown. With hostages.

Hey, welcome back, Murtaugh.

Thought you were dead.

Not yet.

Get down on the ground now!

Adrian, what's up?

Three armed suspects inside. About 20 hostages.

They beat up a security guard pretty bad.

Anybody talk to them yet?

They screamed something about wanting a helicopter.

Yeah, good luck with that. Let me get you...

You should probably move in now

while you still got the element of surprise.

- Excuse me. - Look, I'm not trying to tell you

how to do your job, all right?

I'm just saying it's not exactly Ocean's Eleven.

Hey, could you get this guy out of here?

Sorry, I...

Where's our chopper?

Okay, we got shots fired.

Set up mobile command around the block. Let's go.

All right, Murtaugh. First day back, baby.

All right.

Hey, we got a civilian walking towards the bank. Someone stop him.

He's not a civilian. He's a cop. A new guy named Riggs or something.

Martin Riggs?

Yeah, how'd you know?

Keep your head down. Get down.

Get down now!

Hello, bad guys.

Who the hell is that?

I brought some gifts.

Look, I wasn't sure what everyone likes so I brought an assortment.

I've got like pepperoni here...

We don't want any damn pizza!

We want a chopper!

Look, I'm new to the area.

Uh, but it seems like you picked a pretty busy intersection for that.

I'm not sure where you'd set a chopper down.

Is this funny to you?

No, not at all.

I just... I think you guys are in over your head.

I mean, look, these guys out here, they're never gonna take you seriously.

Unless...

Unless what?

You off someone.

- Who is this lunatic? - Murtaugh's new partner.

- You teach him that? - I just met that man, okay?

This kind of crazy takes years to develop.

- What is going on in there? - Hey, Doc.

Murtaugh's new partner just told them to kill a hostage.

And it can't just be anyone. They can't be old or unattractive.

And to be frank, and I hate saying this,

but white's better.

I'm sorry. It's true though, right? More publicity.

Maybe we should just off you?

Ooh! Offing a cop. Now that would definitely get their attention.

Although, I don't think you guys have the sack for that.

Oh, yeah?

Either we get out of here alive, or nobody does!

What the hell is he thinking?

He's gonna get himself killed.

I think I left some side salads outside. I'm gonna get...

- Get your ass down! - Get down!

Get down!

Ready to make entry. Awaiting your command, sir.

Okay, we're gonna do this.

I'm gonna need you to do me a favor, okay?

Don't miss.

- Okay, let's go. - Entry teams to final cover positions.

One.

- Two. - Move, move, move. Move it up.

Three.

Shots fired! Shots fired! Shots fired!

All right. Let's go, let's go, let's go.

They got a bomb!

What the hell are you doing?

Martin Riggs.

We're gonna make a great team.

Three tours overseas.

Bet you saw some pretty intense stuff?

Well, that's all classified. I wish I could talk about that though.

You know, but also, you never know who's listening.

Oh, I don't think you're paranoid.

I think you're in pain.

I'm very familiar with this game.

What you don't talk about can't hurt, right?

But I'm the one who IA is going to ask if you're field ready.

So you're gonna have to.

I'm an open book. What would you like to discuss?

How about your wife?

Next question.

- Okay, but they don't get any easier. - Let's try.

Do you want to die?

The man wants to die!

Which is fine. His business.