[the two are eating at a diner]
Det. Karl Hettinger:
You feel like another piece?
Det. Ian Campbell:
Nah, I just got my weight below 200.
Det. Karl Hettinger:
At least you're tall enough to carry it. Married life's making me feel like an avocado with feet.
[repeated line]
Jimmy Smith:
Jumpin' Jesus!
[last lines]
Boy piper:
Yeah, I think I'll play the bagpipes as long as I live.
Chrissie Campbell:
I think that's a lovely idea.
Det. Sgt. Pierce R. Brooks:
Has your conscience ever bothered you? Like feeling - guilty?
Jimmy Smith:
Mr. Brooks... I believe... I think that is something that rich white guys dreamed up to keep guys like me down. I honestly don't believe there is such a thing... such a feeling. Guilty? That's just something the Man says in court when your luck runs out.
Gregory Ulas Powell:
We told you we were going to let you go... but have you ever heard of the little Lindbergh Law?
Det. Ian Campbell:
Yes.
[Powell shoots him]
LAPD Captain:
Any man who gives up his gun to some punk is a coward. Any man who does can kiss his badge goodbye, if I can help it. You're policemen. Put your trust in God.