[
Reading the police profile on Maria McGuire]
Bill Reimers:
And, the moment we've all been waiting for... 313 pounds.
Chris Lecce:
313 pounds? Let me see that.
Bill Reimers:
I would imagine that's fully clothed.
Chris Lecce:
Oh my God, she could be the house! I hate this job!
[
after watching the svelte Maria McGuire undress]
Bill Reimers:
To protect and to serve.
Chris Lecce:
Ooo, I love my job, I love it so much!
Bill Reimers:
But I would appreciate it if you would not act like a walking hard-on while we're on the job.
Chris Lecce:
Succinctly put.
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
Isn't love great, Chris? One minute you're a god, the next minute you're a scum-suckin' pig.
[
after Marie hit him]
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
Don't you *ever* hit me.
[
on the phone with Bill while at Maria's place]
Chris Lecce:
I'll be about half an hour.
Bill Reimers:
Where are my donuts you prick?
Chris Lecce:
Maybe more.
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
[
to Maria] You broke my heart.
[
after robbing gas station]
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
How much we got?
Caylor Reese:
$273
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
That's good. As long as we have gas money, that's all we need.
Caylor Reese:
Yeah. But its hardly worth rubbing people out for.
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
[
defensive] What?
Caylor Reese:
[
doesn't want to try to explain] Nothing.
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
Hey. What'd I tell you about touching my books.
Billy Steeks:
[
raising his voice] I didn't touch your dirty fag rags!
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
Oh yeah! Well then who the hell else did, since its just you and me in here.
Billy Steeks:
Piss off!
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
Don't f*cking tell me to piss off.
Billy Steeks:
I just did asshole.
[
the two start fighting]
[
in checkout]
Cashier:
[
looks at one of Chris's items and sort of scolds] Eating between meals.
Chris Lecce:
[
mimicking] Eating between meals.
B.C:
[
arriving at docks] Come on! Let's go.
B.C:
[
sees Chris] Jesus Christ! That guy's a cop.
Richard "Stick" Montgomery:
[
sarcastic] I know he's a cop! His hands are cuffed!
B.C:
Not him! The other one.
Bill Reimers:
[
seeing Phil and Jack leave, laughing about something] Yeah, I smell a rat, they are up to something. I don't know what it is, but they are up to something. I'm going to find out what it is
[
he raises binoculars to his eyes, lowers them, then turns to Chris]
Bill Reimers:
Do you know what it is?
Chris Lecce:
[
casually, with a straight face] Yeah, I think I have a pretty good idea
Chris Lecce:
What, what, tell me?
Bill Reimers:
[
Turns at Chris' gesture, and sees that ink coating the rims of the binoculars is now around each eye, making him look like a racoon] Son of a bitch! Christ, I'm gonna *kill* 'em!
Chris Lecce:
[
whilst searching Maria's house, Chris holds up a newspaper clipping about Montgomery] Now is no time to be pausing for the news, Chris
Bill Reimers:
Now is no time to be pausing for the news, Chris
Chris Lecce:
[
Chris continues his search]
Chris Lecce:
Ah - we have a letter. 'Dear Maria, I hear you are doing okay. I hear you are seeing a couple of guys. Sometimes I get so mad I could wipe out the entire world, and enjoy myself doing it'. Now how could she have dumped a charmer like him?
Bill Reimers:
[
looking in the refrigerator] I don't believe this. They ate all the food and left dog turds in the fridge.
Chris Lecce:
Don't worry. I'll go to the supermarket. What do you want?
Bill Reimers:
Truth and justice.
Chris Lecce:
Anything else?
Bill Reimers:
Doughnuts.
Chris Lecce:
Why not? We *are* cops.
Bill Reimers:
[
during an argument about who killed Kennedy, Bill checks the fridge] Those bastards. They ate everything and left us a dog turd.
Chris Lecce:
Ralph Warren left us a dog turd?
Bill Reimers:
No, Phil and Jack. I am gonna get those guys. I don't know how, but I will.
Chris Lecce:
Give me the keys. I'll go to the supermarket. What do you want?
Bill Reimers:
Truth and justice.
Chris Lecce:
Anything else?
Bill Reimers:
Doughnuts.
Chris Lecce:
Why not? We're cops.
Chris Lecce:
[
Chris and Bill are whiling away the time playing trivia questions] Okay, I got one, name the 16th President
Bill Reimers:
I don't know
Chris Lecce:
Here's a hint...
Bill Reimers:
Abraham Lincoln.
Bill Reimers:
[
His questions are identifying quotes] Okay, "This was no boating accident!"
Chris Lecce:
No idea
Bill Reimers:
Man, you suck at this
Chris Lecce:
Problem?
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