- We're going to be doing a traffic stop on this vehicle
right here for window tint--
legal tint.
[sirens beep]
[tense music playing]
- Hey, guys. - What's up, buddy?
- What's going on?
Deputy Allen with the Sheriff's office.
The reason I'm stopping you is the, uh, the window tint.
You got your driver's license with you?
- No, sir.
- Do you have a valid driver's license?
No? Not valid.
Do you a valid driver's license?
- No, I don't--
- OK.
So nobody can drive?
OK.
All right.
Go and jump on out for me.
- Hm?
- I smell marijuana.
- OK.
- Like, heavy. - Do you?
- Oh yeah.
- OK.
- Hey.
Well, while you guys are out also, OK,
while I was at that side of your window,
I smelled strong odor and marijuana.
Is there any marijuana in that car because I smell it.
- I don't-- - I mean--
- I don't smoke weed, man.
- OK.
I'm just-- here, why don't you stand
over to the front over there?
All right.
Thank you.
[clinking]
- So far, a little pipe.
Marijuana in the cigarette pack.
[inaudible]
- Stand right here for me, I'm-- so, I can read them to you both
at the same time, all right?
- This is not good.
- You have-- this doesn't mean you're going to jail.
- Yeah.
- This just means I'm going to talk to you.
OK.
You know how this-- this is all this is.
- So, all right.
You have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be used
against you in a court of law.
You have the right to talk to a lawyer
or have him present with you while you're being questioned.
- All right, during my search also,
I just found meth in her purse.
Also some baggies, a scale--
so obviously, she's probably selling.
- Who-- who-- whose dope is it?
Is it his?
Is it yours?
- It's not his.
- OK.
Then whose is it?
- It's obviously not his.
- OK. All right.
- Who else does that leave?
- I-- well, it does leave you, but-- but, I want--
I want to hear--
I was-- I was wondering if-- what your explanation was?
- There really isn't no explanation, you know?
- So you're doing meth and marijuana?
- It's a stupid [bleep] to pose.
- OK.
[police radio chatter]
- Are you selling?
[police radio chatter] - Hm?
- Are you selling?
- No.
[police radio chatter]
- Says talk to her later, but--
I mean-- obviously more.
- Yeah.
- She's actually-- they're probably making it, also.
There's some Sudafed.
Pills that I have to-- oh, soma pills--
which are illegal.
- Man.
- All right.
You're free to go, OK?
- Can I get my cigarettes?
- So, go ahead and-- - They were the Newports--
- Not right now, man. - OK.
I'm good.
- We're just keeping everything here, OK?
I'm not going to go through-- - All right, man.
Head on out. - Well, I'm out.
Have a good day, all right?
- All right, man.
So far what we have is 1 gram of cocaine, 2 grams of heroin,
2.8 grams of meth, 1.8 grams of marijuana,
and 4.4 grams of morphine, which, in the state of Florida,
is trafficking.
I found a black notebook.
You have what kind of pills--
she's basically selling anything from Tramadol
to Lexapro, which are all pain pills.
It says, "He who is not courageous enough to take risks
will accomplish nothing in life."
Well, guess what?
I guess you're not going to accomplish anything in life
right now--
just jail.
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