Don't ever try to fucking bribe me or I'll have you and Patchett in shit up to your ears.

Bud White

Bud White: I know it. That prick Exley shot the wrong guys. I... If I could work Homicide like a real detective, I could prove it. But I'm not smart enough. I'm just the guy they bring in to scare the other guy shitless.
Lynn Bracken: You're wrong. You found Patchett, you found me. You're smart enough.

Lynn Bracken: Where'd this come from?
Bud White: When I was 12, my old man went after my mother with a bottle. I got in the way.
Lynn Bracken: You saved her.
Bud White: Not for long.
Lynn Bracken: I'm sorry, Bud, it's none of my...
Bud White: He tied me to the radiator. I watched him beat my mother to death with a tire iron. He left us there. It was three days before a truant officer found us. They never found the old man.
Lynn Bracken: Was that why you became a cop? To get even?
Bud White: I don't know.

Bud White: There's blood on the wall here. I thought everybody but the cook got shot in the men's room?
Ray Pinker: That is Stensland's blood.
Bud White: Stensland?
Ray Pinker: He took a blow to the head. Was probably unconscious when they dragged him in the john.
Bud White: Did they hit anybody else?
Ray Pinker: No. But he was a cop, he probably tried to do something.

Ray Pinker: Bud White, what brings you to the basement?
Bud White: I got a couple Nite Owl questions.
Ray Pinker: I don't know if you'd heard, but that case has been solved.
Bud White: Isn't there anything bothering you about it?
Ray Pinker: Yeah, the fact that you guys haven't carted all this shit away yet.

Lynn Bracken: You say fuck a lot.
Bud White: You fuck for money.

Wife Beater: Who in the hell are you?
Bud White: The ghost of Christmas past. Why don't you dance with a man for a change?
Wife Beater: What are you, some kind of smart ass?

Ed Exley: A naked man with a gun? Do you really expect anyone to believe that?
Bud White: Get the fuck away from me.
Ed Exley: How's it gonna look in your report?
Bud White: It'll look like justice. That's what the man got. Justice.
Ed Exley: You don't know the meaning of the word you ignorant bastard.
Bud White: Oh yeah, well you think it means getting your picture in the paper. Why don't you go after criminals for a change instead of cops?

Bud White: What happened?
Detective at Hush-Hush Office: Somebody beat him to death and stole a bunch of files. Must've dug up garbage on the wrong guy. Got it narrowed down to a thousand suspects.

Bud White: Bullshit. How would a two-bit hick like Meeks get his hands on a large supply of heroin?
Johnny Stompanato: You're right, it's probably bullshit. Even if he did, he could never unload it. Not without drawing all kinds of attention.
Bud White: Maybe that's why he's under a house in Elysian Park and he don't smell too good, paisano.

LAPD, shitbird. Get the fuck outta here or I'll call your wife to come get you!

Bud White

What do I get if I give you your balls back, you wop cocksucker?

Bud White

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