Lethal Weapon

Welcome to Budding Blossom.

What can I get for you today?

You know, I'm not exactly sure.

Well, I just got this new Sativa strain in.

It's called "Jack the Ripper."

It's citrusy, high energy.

Great for work if you need a little afternoon kick.

I'm more looking to zone out to the Kardashians

after my kid goes to bed, but I don't want the munchies.

Totes. You want "Weed Thins."

Hunger-suppressing Indica hybrid.

I'll take an eighth.

Move!

Get out!

The female praying mantis begins to kill the male

by devouring his jaw.

The male is simply the nearest food source around.

When we return, the female will lay honeycomb casings

to protect her hundreds of eggs.

You're the perfect couple.

You've had a connection since the day you met,

but you've been slowing down recently.

Well, now there's an easier way

to revitalize your relationship and keep that connection going.

Introducing...

And RJ knows that he's babysitting tomorrow night?

What?

Date night? Fruit and Barrow?

Oh, shoot, baby.

I think I have a work thing now.

It's okay.

We've been putting this date off for what, four months now?

Once more ain't gonna kill us.

Four months without a date? Mm-mm.

No. We need a kid-free, work-free night.

So, I'll move some things around.

Not necessary. Look,

Fruit and Barrow ain't goin' nowhere, and neither am I.

You're a good man, Roger Murtaugh.

- Mmm. Mmm. Mm-mm. - No.

Yeah?

All right. I'll meet you there.

- Duty calls. - Worse. Riggs.

Dude. Yo!

What the hell?

I told you I was on my way.

You said "I'll meet you there."

Yes, "there."

- At the office. - Well,

"there" means the crime scene.

Maybe in Texas. Not in L.A.

Bailey, tell him what "there" means here.

There where?

Here.

- What? - If I say,

"Bailey, meet me there," where do you go?

There.

And that's where?

Here.

Okay, that's great.

I'm glad you guys cleared that up for me.

So, what do we got, Bailey?

Our suspects fled in the truck after removing the LoJack.

There's no witnesses,

except for the driver,

a retired cop by the name of Ned Brower.

Ned Brower?

That's my old training officer. Is he okay?

Well, he took a pretty bad blow to the head.

The EMTs are cleaning him up now.

H-Hey, Roger!

- How you doing, buddy? - I'm good.

Take it easy, there.

Oh, there?

Don't confuse the man, Rog.

My new partner.

Mr. Delightful.

Martin Riggs.

Glad you're all right.

- Thank you. - Any chance you're available

for some remedial partner training?

Oh, hell, I need the retraining. Look at me.

- I feel like a damn fool. - I hate to break it to you,

but you've never been much to look at, Ned.

Hey, Ned.

Whose money were you driving?

The cash all came from the local pot shops.

I was driving it to the company I work for.

Joint Asset Securities?

That's it. Yeah,

they're some kind of, um,

financial services for the dispensaries.

Mm-kay, well, that's something to go on.

- Mm-hmm. - Thanks, Ned.

- All right. - You take it easy, buddy.

You, too.

- See you around, buddy. - Later.

Ned's company is downtown. I'll send y'all the address.

Okay, we're on our way.

I'll meet you... There?

Yeah. There.

Okay, I'm sorry, I'm kidding.

Like, where-where are we really going?

So, Ms. Carlson,

how long have you been selling pot for a living?

My clients make their living selling marijuana, detective.

I manage their money.

In Texas, we still call that laundering.

And in Texas, it would be.

But in California, pot is legal. Dispensaries earn

$3 billion a year, all of it cash, but...

they're legally prohibited from using banks.

And what do you get out of it?

20%.

20%? Is that legal?

Reflects my risk.

The Fed won't insure their money, so I do,

which is why I'm on the hook for the $17 million

that was on that truck.

Are the deposits always that big?

Not even close.

It was tax day.

Dispensaries have to pay state tax just like everyone else.

But, without access to banks, they pay in cash.

Who else knew it was tax day pickup?

Just my clients.

So, we're gonna need a list of those clients.

Confidentiality is extremely important

to my business, gentlemen.

I'll need you both to be discreet.

Oh, we're very discreet. I mean, me so, more than him.

But, you know, him too.

Good choice.

Yeah.

You ever feeling like you made the wrong career choice?

Yeah.

The day I met you.

All right, so the house is co-owned by a Lon Stober

and a Donald Duncan.

They're partners in a dispensary called Budding Blossom.

You ever smoke weed?

I mean, before you became a cop?

Nah, I played ball.

I ain't have time to mess with that stuff. You?

Nah, of course not. Straight as they come.

It stinks like patchouli oil in here.

Hey, who are we looking for again?

Excuse me.

Sorry to bother you ladies,

but could you tell where I would find a...

Lon Stober or Donald Duncan?

Lonnie and Donnie.

Donnie and Lonnie...

Wonder if they have a brother named Ronnie?

- That's a really good question. - Hey.

Don't disappear on me

when we're working together.

Try to remember that we're partners.

You two are partners?

That is great.

How long have you been together?

- No, it's not... - How long has it been, Rog?

You know, I feel just like yesterday, I saw him from across a crowded room...

it was a Sadie Hawkins Dance, and neither one of us had a date.

Excuse me.

Can I help you two?

Ah, let me guess:

Lonnie and Donnie.

That's right. Who are you?

Detectives Riggs and Murtaugh, LAPD.

We need to ask you a couple questions.

Where you guys been? That was our tax money

- on that truck! - Yeah, we know.

And we'll get to it. But first, I need to ask...

Do either of you have a brother named Ronnie?

Does everyone here have a valid medical marijuana license?

- Yes. - Probably.

Right.

I'm gonna go, uh, check IDs.

What?

Sorry.

So, how much money do you keep with Joint Asset Securities?

All of it.

Angela knows everything about finance,

and taxes, and all that.

She doesn't even smoke.

Hey. Could you not do that around me?

I have to get drug tested.

Good day, gentlemen.

We're all good in there.

Did you just...

Huh? N-No. No.

You want to go get something to eat?

I'm famished.

Riggs? Hello?

I'm sorry.

Uh, what was the question?

You-you asked me a question.

A-About the protocols in place

for an officer who tests positive for drugs