– 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. [music playing]