Jack
[in Chinatown, Jack and Reggie start arguing]
This sucks! A maniac gets ahold of my gun and runs all over the streets killing people with it. So, instead of being where I ought to be, home in bed with my gal giving her the high hard one, I'm out here doing THIS shit: roaming around the streets with an overdressed, charcoal-colored loser like you.
Reggie
Look, man. If you don't like it, why don't you just leave? I can take care of Ganz by myself, all right?
Jack
Hey, don't make me laugh. You can't take care of this shit. You been dicking me around since we started this turd hunt! The only thing you're good for is GAMES. So far, what I got out of you is nothing!
Reggie
Yeah. Well, I'm real impressed with you too, man. It takes a real-skilled cop to kick in the bedroom door of a couple of ****!
Jack
Luther knows more and he told me and so do you. I want to know what the **** this is all about! I gave you 48 hours to come up with something and the clock's running!
Reggie
Yeah. Well, maybe I don't like the way you asked me, all right?
Jack
Who GIVES a goddamn what YOU like? You're just a crook on a weekend pass! You're not even a goddamn NAME anymore! You're just a sprearchucker with a number stenciled on the back of his prison fatigues! And I'm through **** around. You tell me the truth or you're going to get the living shit beat out of you.
Reggie
Oh, you're going to kick MY ass now? I think you lost your mind, Cates. Just put your gun back in your holster and get in the car and let's go. I'm serious. I'm not in the mood and I'm just going to end up **** you up out here and it's going to be an embarrassment to you and the police force.
Jack
Let me explain one thing to you, ****: I fight DIRTY!
[punches Reggie; the two start fist-fighting]
Jack
[Interrogating Luther]
I'm looking for Ganz. Where is he?
L Luther
Ganz? Haven't seen him in years, and that's the truth.
Jack
Look asshole, you took a shot at me so I think you know where he is!
L Luther
Well, who gives a **** what you think?!
Reggie
[Jack punches Luther and slams Luther against his car door a few times]
Yo Luther man, you better tell this boy what he needs to know, he's having a ball with his car door.
Reggie
[Luther lungs at Reggie but Jack caught him around the neck and starts slamming him against the car door another few more times] [Smiling]
Luther, are you angry with me?
Jack
[Turns to Reggie while still holding Luther around the head]
I don't what you're smiling about, watermelon! Your big ass move turned out to be shit!
CH Capt. Haden
[angry that Reggie and Jack did not capture Billy Bear and Ganz]
A bus! You goddamn Whiskey McCop! You lost a stolen bus! I got 5 deaths related to Ganz, and you blow it for a lousy **** convict! That's right! I called him a ****! You bet I did!
Jack
[to Reggie, handcuffing him]
Come on.
CH Capt. Haden
Now I saw the report on that little piece of shit. If he spends one legal day in his life, it'll be a record! And this is it for you! Suspension, review board! You've had it! When it gets 'round you protected a con rather than...
Jack
Alright, goddamn it! I'm gonna tell you something about this man! He's got more brains than you'll ever know! He's got more guts than any partner I ever had.
CH Capt. Haden
Just 'cause you say it with conviction, it don't mean shit to me!
Jack
[to Reggie]
Let's get out of here.
CH Capt. Haden
And where the Christ do you think you're going?
Reggie
[Jack doesn't bother to reply, but Reggie turns back.]
Don't you think you're kind of being hard on the guy?
CH Capt. Haden
You go **** yourself, convict!
G Ganz
[Ganz is holding Reggie hostage, using him as a human shield]
Hey, cop! Come here! I got something for you!
Jack
[Jack comes out]
You're not gonna make it.
G Ganz
What are you talkin' about? I got your gun! I got the money! I got everything!
Reggie
Take aim, man, and blow his **** brains out!
G Ganz
Bullshit! He ain't gonna try it! Right, cop?
Reggie
[Jack shoots Ganz, knocking him off Reggie]
Are you crazy, man? I was just bluffing!
Jack
I need a car. How about loaning me a couple thousand when you get out?
Reggie
What kind of car do you want?
Jack
A convertible. I'm a rag top man.
Reggie
[pause]
Deal.
Jack
Good. But even if you do give me the money for a car don't mean shit. If I ever hear that you're crossing the line, I'll bust your ass.
Reggie
Now Jack, the both of us know that I'm gonna be an honest man from now on. Right?
Jack
Good.
Reggie
But if I did decide to be a thief, what makes you think you can catch me?
Jack
[pause]
Can I have my lighter back, Reggie?
[Reggie laughs]