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You don't like that?
You hate that shit, right?
- What kind of cop are you?
- I'm your worst nightmare.
I'm a nigger with a badge. I can
kick your ass whenever I like.
One of them was underage,
another attacked a police officer.
You're going out of business.
Let's see
what we can fuck with next.
Okay, listen... The Indian
hangs out with a chick up the block.
Chinatown. She lives
on top of the jewellery store.
- I didn't ask about the girl.
- You'll have to settle for that.
That's all I know.
Look, hoss, you start
running a respectable business -
- And I won't have to come in here
and hassle you every night.
The rest of you cowboys should know
that there's a new sheriff in town.
His name is Reggie Hammond.
You all be cool.
- How's it going?
- You've got something for me.
- What are you talking about?
- The gun you took off the redneck.
- You saw that?
- Yeah.
- There you go.
- And the switchblade.
You don't miss anything, Jack.
It was real smooth how I took it.
You owe me a piece of ass.
Give me the gun, we'll call it even.
You did a good job, Reggie.
You deserve a reward.
- Fucking bastard.
- That I am.
Hey! Let's go get us an Indian
down the alley.
I don't think anybody's home.
Let's check around back.
I hope we have as much fun
as we had in that hillbilly bar.
Did you see the way
I handled those boys?
Why don't you get a megaphone
and announce we're coming?
- What the hell are they watching?
- I don't know.
tv has changed. Get this.
That must be Billy's girlfriend.
- Police, nobody move.
- Stay where you are.
- Drop it, or he gets another one.
- This girl thinks she's Babe Ruth.
- Police. Put the goddamn gun down.
- Don't give me that police shit.
Look, don't shoot.
I'm just going
to reach for my badge.
- I've seen fake badges before.
- Hey, sweetheart...
Listen up.
This guy's one nervous cop.
Shut up! I'm the calm type.
I know you don't want me
to shoot you.
Just hand me over the gun.
- You assholes better be real.
- Hey, let's see your badge.
- I don't have a badge.
- Call the cops.
Put that phone down. You're both
going to answer some questions.
All right...
which one of you sees Billy Bear?
The son of a bitch isn't here
and he's not coming back.
- You can do better than that.
- He hasn't been here for two weeks.
It sounds like a stormy romance.
Yeah, I went a couple of laps
around the track with him.
Wait, I've been
in prison for three years.
Maybe these ladies would like
to go around the track with us.
- Fuck off.
- Come on.
If you find Billy,
tell him to stay out of my life.
Let's go.
This sucks!
A maniac gets hold of my gun
and starts killing people with it.
I ought to be at home in bed
with my girl. -
- Not out on the streets
with a charcoal-coloured loser.
Just leave.
I can take care of Ganz by myself.
You can't take care of shit.
You've been dicking me around
since we started.
- You've given me nothing.
- I'm impressed with you, too.
Kicking in the door
on a couple of dikes.
Either Luther or you has to tell me
what the fuck this is all about.
You got 48 hours.
The clocks running.
- I don't like the way you ask me.
- Who gives a damn?
You're just a crook
on a weekend pass.
You're just a spear-chucker
with a prison number.
I'm through fucking around.
Tell me the truth
or I'll beat the shit out of you.
You're going to kick my ass?
You've lost your mind.
I'm not in the mood.
It's going to be embarrassing
for you and the police force.
Look, nigger, I fight dirty.
You little fucker!
Don't put me in the fucking garbage!
Get the fuck off!
- What's going on here?
- Nothing.
- It's all right. I'm a cop.
- Get your hands up.
I'm too fucking tired.
My gun and badge are in the car.
Check it out, Bill.
Get in the car.
What the hell is going on?
Two women called and said a couple
of hoods broke in to their place.
We rousted them.
You can straighten it out.
Why don't you do
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