Miami Vice Page #4

TRUDY:

Because you cannot kill him.

SWITEK:

all white bling, is arguing with his blade-thin, glassy-eyed,

adrenaline junkie partner, ZITO. Approaching is "Miss

Ukraine." High cheekbones suggest one of Genghis Khan's

horsemen found her maternal ancestor as attractive as Switek

finds her...

Tubbs clocks three beefy Russians in a corner, one is

unusually fit.

TUBBS:

And there's Dmitri...

CROCKETT:

The honey trap. And there's the

honey.

TUBBS:

Hello, Miss Ukraine...

MISS UKRAINE brings Switek his glass of champagne... She

whispers something in his ear...and is led towards a back

bedroom. Gina ambles over.

TRUDY:

(to Crockett)

Eleven to seven he blows it.

CROCKETT:

(whispers)

Twenty on my man...

TRUDY:

You're giving away your money,

fool...

Tubbs opens his Moto as if he's about to make a call...Trudy

looks over his shoulder. What we see is the feed from the

monitor in the surveillance room downstairs.

CLOSER:
TUBBS'S MOTO

Two blonde people starting to get naked. Switek and Miss

Ukraine. A second call comes in. Tubbs ignores it.

TUBBS:

(to Zito)

You bet your partner?

ZITO:

Sure. Switek versus primal impulse

from the amygdala. Higher thinking

versus the lizard brain. Tectonic

plates of libido confront the

cognitive.

GINA:

Oh, bullshit. She cops his joint.

He pushes the button.

TRUDY:

What's so f***ing difficult?

THEIR FACES. They watch. And...Crockett's cell phone rings.

He separates from the group...

CROCKETT:

Yeah...?

STEVENS (O.S.)

Sonny...?

CROCKETT:

Yeah.

STEVENS (O.S.)

Where's Riccardo?

CROCKETT:

On the phone.

STEVENS (O.S.)

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Sonny...

EXT. BALCONY - CROCKETT - NIGHT

enters. He's come outside to hear better.

In the background Gina shakes her head about Switek. He blew

it. Trudy looks at Crockett and sees Crockett's focused,

hearing...

CROCKETT:

Who is this?

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