Calvin Jung: Steve Minh
[while Murphy arrests Emil, his gang gets the drop on Murphy]
Leon Nash : Why don't you let us take over from here, Emil?
[Emil disarms Murphy and then picks up his own shotgun]
Emil : Your ass is mine.
Clarence Boddicker : [coming in] No. Not yet it ain't. Well, what have we here?
[takes Murphy's helmet off and puts it on Emil]
Clarence Boddicker : You a good cop, hot shot? Well, sure you are. Why, you gotta be some kind of... GREAT cop to come in here all by yourself.
[strikes Murphy hard behind his knees, dropping him to the ground]
Clarence Boddicker : Where's your partner? Where's your partner?
[hits Murphy in the shoulder blade with his rifle butt]
Joe Cox : [coming in] Well, guys, other one was upstairs. She was sweeeeeeet, mm, mm, mm. I took her out.
Clarence Boddicker : [to Murphy] I bet that really pisses you off. You probably don't think I'm a very nice guy. Do ya?
Murphy : Buddy, I think you're slime.
Clarence Boddicker : See, I got this problem. Cops don't like me, so I don't like cops.
[Waves the aim of his gun a few times about Murphy's body, mimicking the sound of a tracking device before finally shooting Murphy's right hand off. The gang laughs in hysterics]
Clarence Boddicker : Well, give the man a hand! He's all yours.
[the gang laughs watching Murphy struggle to his feet, grasping his bleeding stump]
Emil : All right, all right. Look out.
Steve Minh : Turn around, man.
Joe Cox : Pretty boy. Hey, over here.
[Murphy turns with great difficulty and faces the gang, who gleefully empty their guns into him, shooting his wounded arm completely off]
Murphy : OUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU... OW! Oh! Oh! OW! OUUUUUUUUUU...