Tango & Cash Page #4

You mean that your lawyer

wanted you to make a deal...

...but you didn't want to leave this

glory hound holding the bag, right?

- Right.

- What a generous guy!

TANGO:
I'll make the statement.

CASH:
I will.

TANGO:

No way. You'll screw it up.

CASH:
When's your birthday?

When were you born?

TANGO:
Why?

CASH:
Day and month.

TANGO:
You want to do my horoscope?

CASH:
Just give me the month.

- May.

- February.

I got seniority.

I'll make the statement.

August 16.

I read your records. That's when you

were hatched. August 16.

I got seniority.

BAILIFF:

All rise.

The court is now in session.

The Honorable

Judge McCormack presiding.

Be seated.

NOLAN:

Your Honor.

The defendants wish

to change their plea.

JUDGE:

Order!

Very well, counselor.

What is the plea?

Your Honor, may I approach the bench?

Proceed, Mr. Tango.

It's okay.

Your Honor, I've been

a policeman for 12 years.

I think it's the best organization

in the country.

I've been told I'm too aggressive

in capturing criminals.

If that is a sin...

...I'm guilty.

I've always worked with good cops.

You are.

They're doing a tough job.

I only hope that with this trial,

the whole department...

...is not judged by what has transpired.

Thank you.

Not bad.

JUDGE:

Have you anything to add, Mr. Cash?

CASH:
Yeah.

TANGO:
No!

Mr. Tango has spoken very eloquently.

I wish I could be as forgiving.

But I can't, because...

...this whole thing...

...f***ing sucks!

This is a pile of sh*t!

Your Honor!

Order!

Order!

JUDGE:

Be seated, Mr. Cash.

NOLAN:
Your Honor, the defendants

wish to plead no contest...

...to a charge of

voluntary manslaughter.

This is part of an agreement?

PROSECUTOR:
Yes. The state

recommends a sentence...

...of not more than 18 months

in a minimum-security facility.

JUDGE:
Mr. Cash, Mr. Tango, do you

enter this plea of your own free will?

- Yes, sir.

- Yes, sir.

JUDGE:
The agreement is

acceptable to the court.

The defense and the state

will deliver the proper documentation.

Court is adjourned.

PERRET:
Now that Tango and Cash

are behind bars...

...you needn't be afraid anymore.

What's wrong, gentlemen?

You don't share my enthusiasm.

Mr. Perret, I am sorry...

...but I cannot appreciate

these games you keep playing.

QUAN:

Forgive me for asking, Mr. Perret...

...but what happens in 18 months

when they get out?

Use your imagination.

What makes you think

they'll ever get out again?

Now go take care of your business.

I got a feeling this is

going to be a great year.

CASH:

Ever hear of shock absorbers?

Welcome to Club Fed.

TANGO:

What a vacation!

GUARD:

End of the line. Get out.

GUARD:

You, this way!

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