Lethal Weapon 4

[WOMAN SPEAKlNG lNDISTINCTLY OVER RADIO]

Riggs, you sure we're on the right street?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

We must be getting warm.

-You see anything? -Where? I don't see anything.

This must be the place.

Holy shit!

What the hell is that?

Jesus.

Who's this joker?

I don't know. A spokesman for the NRA.

Regular asshole. What do we do now?

Run him over.

What if he shoots us with that rifle?

-He hasn't yet. Maybe he won't. -What if he does?

Don't be a Don't-Bee. Be a Do-Bee. Be positive.

Positive?

-Let's run him over. -Glad you see things my way.

I hope he doesn't turn around.

He won't. We'll creep up on him slow so he won't notice.

Yeah. Okay.

Will him not to turn. Power of positive thinking.

Don't turn. Come on, will him with me.

-Will him? -Don't turn around.

-l need you, man. Don't turn around. Don't turn around.

-Just believe. -Don't turn around!

We're better than him.

We're better!

He's turning.

I was wrong, l was wrong. Get down, get down.

They just bounce right off him!

I saw. We're in trouble, man!

Shit. I'll draw his fire. You run for cover.

No, I'll draw his fire. You run for cover.

Are you out of your mind? You got a wife, kids. l got less to lose!

-Hey, Riggs. -Get going, Rog. Get out of here!

Riggs, l wasn't supposed to tell you this, but Lorna's pregnant.

-You're gonna be a father. -Get going. Get--

What'd you say?

You're gonna be a father! Riggs....

She was afraid to tell you. She was afraid you'd get angry.

You never talked about children?

-Shit. -A baby.

There's something l'm not supposed to tell you too.

What?

Rianne's pregnant. You're gonna be a grandfather.

Rianne's what?

But Rianne can't be pregnant.

She's not married.

Well, l don't think she intended to get that way.

They asking me to be a granddaddy?

Mm-hm. Yeah.

-a fire

In the hole

Son of a--

Here's what we'll do. Take your clothes off.

-What the hell for? -What for?

-Yeah. -Okay, you run.

Flame-O here turns, sees you in your undies.

It distracts him, and that's when l shoot.

-Shoot what? -The valve on that napalm tank!

Before he shoots me?

-Maybe. -Maybe?

Is he black?

Too much armor on. I can't tell!

No! Not him! The father of the baby!

-Okay. -Please let him be black!

Fire in the hole

Get going! Here he comes!

Are those little hearts?

Not now, Riggs. Just hit the damn valve!

Okay. Also, flap your arms and make noises like a bird.

Flap my arms? Why?

It'll distract him more.

-l need him to turn. -All right, all right.

-On two! -We always go on three.

No time for three. Go. Two!

What about one? -Okay. One, two, get going!

I don't want to die in my underwear!

Why are you waiting for? Shoot the bastard!

Shoot him, shoot him!

Incoming!

Whew.

Riggs, you think that bird thing helped? You think it helped?

No, no, I just wanted to see if you'd do it.

Cute shorts.

Go spit, Riggs!

Come on, l'll buy you a doughnut.

Don't put your arms around me when l'm naked.

Well, surely you're ashamed of your butt.

He's a lively one.

That shark damages my new boat, l'll take it out on you, Leo.

I didn't mean to catch it. What do you want to keep it for?

Yeah, why keep a shark anyway?

The teeth'll look great on a wall.

-They gotta stop snapping first. Maybe he'll fall asleep.

Go down, converse with him. He'll nod off.

-He don't look tired. -Maybe chewing on Leo will wear him out.

You think sharks eat their own kind?

Oh, stop it. You guys got me in stitches.

Okay, where's my bag?

Starboard side aft.

Starboard, that's left, right?

No, port's left. Starboard's right.

-Yeah, right. -Yeah, right.

Right, yeah. Right side aft. Got it!

-Whatever. -Check both sides. You'll find it.

Careful! He's behind you, shark!

Maybe we should throw him overboard.

Throw them both overboard. Boy.

No witnesses out here tonight. We'd probably get away with it.

You too?

I kept my nose out of it...

...but you and Lorna.

You're having a baby, you're living together.

You're not getting married.

Why, does that violate your family values system or something?

No, I'm just trying to understand.

Rianne's not married either.

Okay, okay. That's hitting below the belt.

You know, when l was married...

...it was good. You know.

You put the ring on. You make the commitment.

You do all the....

She's dead because l'm a cop.

She's dead because l'm a cop and l....

I don't wear the ring anymore...

...but l look down, it's still there.

I still feel it.

And, l don't know, it's like I'm not finished with that yet.

I don't know how to explain it. Is that bullshit?

No. It's not finished.

It's not finished. Yeah.

Okay, you did say "aft"?

A-F-T. Aft!

That's a fucking word?

In the back of the cabin on the right side, Leo!

Why didn't you say that to begin with, Roger?!

People get around boats and water, everything becomes fucking nautical!

"Astern! Avast, you landlubbers!

Man the bilge pump!"

Pump your fucking ass!

All right, all right, all right.

Okay, okay, okay.

No problem, no problem!

What's Lorna say about this?

She doesn't like nautical terms either.

-Huh? -We haven't discussed it.

That's pretty messed up.

The baby's due in days and you guys haven't talked about getting married?

No.

I haven't done it at all.

Do we want Leo to shoot the shark?

Do we want Leo to shoot--? Hey, hey! No, Leo!

What? Hey, hey.

-What's the big deal? -You're shooting a gun on my boat!

I'm not shooting your boat, I'm shooting Jaws.

Nobody's killing it. l'm not letting a good animal die so you can have its teeth.

Sure getting grumpy since you found out you're gonna be a grandpa.

Get off of me, will you?

Don't fool around!

This is some piece of hardware. You got a permit?

-l'm a P.I. now. Of course l do. -A P what?

A P.l., a gumshoe! You get in ugly situations. l got guns, everything.

You are an ugly situation.

Permit or no permit, you don't deserve this. You're not safe.

Smart move, Riggs.

Shit!

Hard right, Rog.

They're gonna hit us. You hear shots?

Coast Guard, this is Code 7.

We're in L.A. Harbor. Over.

-We gotta go. Come on, Rog. Code 7.

They're getting away!

Who was it? Do we know?

No, no, I'll drive!

-Want me to help? -Get out of here!

This your gun?

Yeah, you want some laser surgery?

Hey, hey! You could blind somebody!

Coast Guard, this is Code 7, in pursuit of freighter.

Heading north.

Awaiting instructions. Over.

Code 7, this is U.S. Coast Guard. Maintain your present course.

-We have a cutter en route. Why you slowing down?

We'll hang here. Coast Guard'll be here soon.

What do we do now? Show them our badges.

LAPD! LAPD!

Los Angeles Police Department!

We heard gunfire! The Coast Guard's on the--

Coast Guard! Freighter's on fire!

-Let's board them. -What are you talking about?

Fire on the freighter!

Okay, l'm upside. Now what do you do?

They're getting away. Get me up there!

Hell of a fishing trip!

Shut up and keep your head down!

LAPD! LAPD!

Stop where you are! Hold it right there!