Bad Boys for Life

some timing is too long (around second half), self improved

Mike!

- What the hell are you doing? - It's called driving, Marcus.

Slow down!

What? Four minutes? Speed up.

Oh, so you want me to speed up and slow down at the same time?

Moving southbound on Collins.

- Fast approaching 22 Street. - Copy that.

Air support has a visual.

Mike!

I'm about to throw up.

Oh, you bett... The hell not.

That is hand-stitched leather. You better drink it.

Blocking off 6th Street.

That was your turn, Mike!

Damn it! Look, you are the navigator, okay?

That's why you're sitting in that seat.

Where are your glasses? You need to put your glasses on.

- I don't need glasses. - Marcus, you can't see shit.

Oh, sh... Mike. Mike. Mike.

- Relax. Relax! - Mike. Bus, bus, bus.

Sorry, rich white people.

We're not just black, we're cops too.

We'll pull ourselves over later.

Hey, even the Batmobile don't hold the road like this bitch.

Get me the fuck out of this car.

- Hey! - Oh, shit.

Come on, man.

You can get that buffed out.

No. You can get that buffed out.

- Miami PD. Make a hole. - Coming through.

- Make a hole. Miami PD. - Miami PD.

Go! Go!

Sorry.

Daddy!

Joker.

You a pop-pop.

Hi.

- Oh, baby, look at him. - Yeah.

No doubt. It's in the eyes.

And the ears.

And the name.

Marcus Miles Burnett.

- But that's my name. - His name too.

We decided to name him after you.

It was Reggie's idea.

Thought it would be a very respectful gesture, sir.

- I hope you approve. - That's cool.

But you still need to make a honest woman

out of my baby girl there.

Uncle Mike, ready to hold the baby?

No. Uncle Mike don't want to catch that.

Okay? That's that shit.

- No, Mike. - Stop.

Look at the baby.

Stop it right now. Seriously.

- Look at the baby. - Okay, you know what?

I'll be outside when you get your shit together.

Mike.

- The baby. - Oh, it's okay.

Let's go, ladies.

You're useless.

Move it!

Aretas.

Aretas.

What the fuck?

Stop the ambulance!

Mama.

My son.

Don't be sad for his death.

The spirit of your father is free from the bars that confined him.

This is the last gift from Papa before he died.

You're a man now. You're finally ready for what needs to be done.

You must bring honor and respect back to our family.

Your father hid millions of dollars before he was locked up.

Here are the coordinates where you can find them.

We'll take back what's ours.

With this money we can finally get revenge.

The people who destroyed our family will know how it feels to be hunted.

He dies last.

Come here, Marcus. Come here.

We're here to celebrate and to raise a glass to one of our own.

And I sincerely hope that someday

your namesake follows in the footsteps

of his old-ass grandpa...

...to protect and serve our fair city.

To Marcus.

To Marcus!

May the name Marcus Burnett

strike fear into the hearts and minds of assholes

for years to come.

Thank y'all. Thank... Thank you all.

Mike and I, we're going on 25 years of working these streets.

And I like to think we made a difference.

You all are the best.

And I thank you. It's been a real honor.

Marcus!

Marcus! Marcus! Marcus!

Daddy buried that cash deep, huh?

If these are empty, you're still gonna owe.

Mamma mia!

Buried treasure in the ocean.

I heard the stories, pero coño...

Should cover the cost of the materials we discussed.

And then some.

This is what you get to keep.

What'd you say?

We had a deal.

I'm renegotiating.

Whoops.

Whoops.

Come here.

Look at me.

I don't renegotiate.

My family's taking back management of this town.

We're gonna need some, uh, loyal employees.

Who wants a job?

So how's your dental?

Say that again.

Stay calm.

You give yourselves a raise.

You start with that pile right there.

- Okay? - Okay.

You work for me now.

Get your people to fall in line,

stay out of my fucking way, and I won't kill you.

Vamos, muchacho, get this money Dale!

Vamos.

Vamos!

Mama.

Armando.

It's ours.

That was fast.

We got a new base of operations too.

You've spent so much time on the other side you sound like a gringo.

I'm done, Mike.

Oh, here we go again.

No, this time it's different.

When I looked into that little baby's eyes,

something changed.

I want to spend my days

watching that little boy grow.

Man, Theresa does not want your ass sitting at home,

getting fat and breaking shit.

You know, Mike, we got more time behind us than in front.

It's time to make some changes, for real.

You can miss me with that. I'm living my best life.

You're dyeing your goatee, Mike.

- What? - You're dyeing your goatee.

I am not dyeing my goatee.

That's Midnight Cocoa Bean. I recognize that.

- Go ahead with that shit. - That ain't Midnight Cocoa...?

- Go ahead somewhere. - Let me ask you something.

You want your legacy to be muscle shirts and a body count?

Don't you know family is all that matters?

Hey, granddaddy!

- Rita. - Oh, no. Pop-pop.

He's going with Pop-pop.

- Pop-pop? - Yeah.

Got pics, Pop-pop?

- Oh, you know I do, right? - Let's see.

There you go.

Oh, my God, the ears!

Yeah, my grandbaby. That's my grandbaby.

- I love him. - Yeah.

And congrats to you, lieutenant.

I hear Howard tapped you to head up AMMO.

Wow, congrats.

What's AMMO?

Advanced Miami Metro Operations.

A small team trained in new tactics

and investigative methods.

Gonna replace us old dogs.

Or teach them some new tricks.

For real, Marcus. So happy for you.

Thank you.

Hey, guys!

Hey! Everyone's here.

How are you?

Dumbass.

- What? - She is perfect for you.

Smart as hell.

Confident. Ambitious.

She just wasn't the one for me.

- All right? - What is for you?

Dying all alone and sad as shit?

You just jealous.

How long you been married? Twenty years?

- Twenty-six. - Tell the truth.

When's the last time you had sex?

- None of your damn business. - Exactly.

How many great women are you gonna let go?

I mean, you get a lot of loving,

but have you ever really been in love?

Of course. I mean, yeah, I was... I was in love.

One time.

A long, long time ago.

You never told me.

Nigga, I don't tell you all my business.

Look, all you need to know