Mike: "Now that's how you supposed to drive! From now on that's how you drive!"
Ferguson: "Watch your fucking mouth."
Marcus: "Damn, why am I tripping on shit I know is there?"
Mike: "I don't know why you going home to your wife. You got shot in the leg, your dick probably don't even work."
Marcus: "This is bad. No, let me call it what is. This is fucked up."
Marcus: "You know I'm a better cop when I get some in the morning, I feel lighter on my feet."
Mike: "You know you drive almost slow enough to drive Miss Daisy."
Casper: "Jesus. Could you use a smaller gun? You got blood on me again."
Marcus Burnett: "I wanna be, I wanna be like Mike POW! Huh?
Marcus Burnett: "MIKE mike please, just go down there and have a coke and a smile, please.
My plans always work sometimes.
Hey this is real cops stuff, okay, this is not Charlie's Angels...Yeah it couldn't hurt to look; they fire a goddamn bullet over here, it'll hurt won't it??