Jack Cole:
If that's the best you got, I'm just gonna have to kill you.
Campbell:
What would cause something like that?
Coroner:
What am I? The Amazing Randi? We have tests to run. It will take time.
Campbell:
Have you seen Casablanca?
Jack Cole:
You're asking me, have I seen Casablanca?
Campbell:
Have you?
Jack Cole:
A guy like me, not seen Casablanca?
Campbell:
Well have you?
Jack Cole:
No.
Mr. Smith:
He's selling it to a bunch of Serbian freedom fighters.
Campbell:
You mean terrorists.
Mr. Smith:
Semantics. You say tomato...
Campbell:
No, motherfucker, I didn't say tomato, I said terrorists.
Jack Cole:
I only shot you in one foot. Hobble to the hospital.
Detective Jim Campbell:
If I need a cleansing, I'll have a bran muffin.
Detective Jim Campbell:
You sell roaches? Damn, I'm in the wrong business! I could make money and never leave my apartment.
Jack Cole:
It's called a mala. Tibetan pray beads.
Detective Jim Campbell:
What do you use 'em for?
Jack Cole:
I use 'em to calm my mind and to purify my thoughts.
Detective Jim Campbell:
Yeah, I use Jack Daniels!
Jack Cole:
See now, we're trying to go to same place. We're just using different technique.
Detective Jim Campbell:
Except I don't wear the bottle around my neck!
Jack Cole:
That's because you'd lose your job if you did...
Jack Cole:
Do you speak Russian?
Detective Jim Campbell:
A little bit.
[
Campbell starts banging the suspect's head to the trunk of the car]
Detective Jim Campbell:
Answer, god damn mother fucker! Or I'll beat the shit out of your dumb ass!
Jack Cole:
You speak good Russian!
Detective Jim Campbell:
Yes, black Russian!
Mr. Smith:
Suffice to say, to the people he hunted for us, he was known as the Glimmer Man. There'd be nothing but jungle, then a glimmer... Then you'd be dead!
Detective Jim Campbell:
Look, why don't we just get you some red boots and a cape, so you can fly around the city and stop ALL the crime!
Jack Cole:
[
Campbell is shot through a window but catches the ledge on his way down. Cole brings him a rope from the roof] Hang on, Jim!
Detective Jim Campbell:
Good idea, Jack! I wouldn't have thought of that!
[
Cole grabs him and they crash through an old lady's window]
Detective Jim Campbell:
Police business, ma'am. The elevator was broken.
Frank Deverell:
[
Cole has deftly shot and wounded Frank, while trying to obtain information that can clear Jack of several recent murders] ... Campbell, YOU'RE still a cop. Aren't you going to help?
Detective Jim Campbell:
[
pulls a gun on Frank!] Okay, but I'm a really bad shot.
[
Cole stops him]
Detective Jim Campbell:
Just trying to help you, Jack.
Donald Cunningham:
Has anybody ever told you you're a real pain in the ass?
Jack Cole:
All the time.
[
Donald points his gun at Cole]
Donald Cunningham:
You're not gonna have to hear it anymore. I'm gonna take care of you like I took care of your ex-wife.
Jack Cole:
You know, when you wake up in the morning and look in the mirror, I think you're probably happy. Pleased at what you see. And that disturbs me. So I'm gonna take it on as my responsibility to make sure that you never get to look in the mirror again.
Donald Cunningham:
I woke up happy, I'm goin' to bed happy. 'Cause you're gonna be dead.
Campbell:
If you'll excuse me I have to get back to the nineties now.
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