Yo, Mike. You gonna come visit my distinguished ass out in California?

Boobie Miles

Go on, go on and be perfect

Boobie Miles

Cheerleader: . Do you like it? Do you like it?
Don Billingsley: Yeah... I think so. What is it?
Cheerleader: It's you as a rice krispie. Do you like it?
Don Billingsley: Yeah, I love it. Thanks.

Mike Winchell. If you don't smile I?m gonna stick 'bout 4 jello pudding pops up your white ass!

Boobie Miles

25 cent? Must not be much of a book.

Lesra

Reporter: Mr. Carter, now that you're free, are you still going to be "The Hurricane"
Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter: Oh, I'll always be the "Hurricane," and a hurricane is beautiful.

I didn't even speak English, I spoke hate.

Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter

You cant keep people back that refuse to be kept back.

Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter

We're only leaving this place if you're coming with us.

Lesra

Today's a training day, Officer Hoyt. Show you around, give you a taste of the business. I got 38 cases pending trial, 63 in active investigations, another 250 on the log I can't clear. I supervise five officers. That's five different personalities. Five sets of problems. You can be number six if you act now. But I ain't holding no hands, okay? I ain't baby-sitting. You got today and today only to show me who and what you're made of. You don't like narcotics, get the fuck out of my car. Go get you a nice, pussy desk job, chasing bad checks or something, you hear me?

Alonzo

Alonzo: Why do you wanna be a narc?
Jake: I want to protect the streets by ridding it of dangerous drugs.
Alonzo: Yeah, but why do you wanna be a narc?
Jake: I wanna make detective.
Alonzo: There you go. You stick with me, you'll make it. Unlearn that bullshit they teach you at the Academy. That shit'll get you killed out here.
Jake: I'll do anything you want me to do.
Alonzo: My nigga. Roll that window down first.
[Jake rolls down window]
Alonzo: You gotta see the streets. You gotta feel it. You gotta smell it, you gotta taste the streets. How's your Espanol?
Jake: Uh, mas o menos.
Alonzo: Learn that shit, brother. That shit'll get you killed. These motherfuckers out there be plotting all types of shit on you.

Alonzo: It behoves you not to dick around on this one. Justifiable homicide in the line of duty? What happened was...
Jake: What happened was murder... and armed robbery. Wait, we had badges, so it's different?
Alonzo: Open your eyes, son. Can't you see?
Jake: That man was your friend, and you killed him like a fly.

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