(Having emptied his gun into a suspect, Stan starts reloading.)

Stan, hey, what are you doing? What are you doing? He's dead!

But he ruined my suit!

Yeah, I know -- but he's dead! He's a piece of meat. Forget about it. Calm down.

I'm calm.
...

There are cops outside. We better go.
Stansfield, to Willy Blood: It's the cops outside. We better go. You stay here.

What do you want me to tell them?

Tell them... we were doing our job.