Frank, has anyone ever told you that you have a tendency toward self-pity?
No, you're the first.
Frank, has anyone ever told you that you have a tendency toward self-pity?
No, you're the first.
You know that I'm totally isolated in the department. I don't have a friend.
Oh, don't give me that bullshit about friends. I've been putting cops away for thirty years. My name's an obscenity to every shithouse wall in every precinct in the city.
I've observed that, sir.
Friends! And I fought my way up as a Jew in the department in the days you were supposed to have an uncircumcised shamrock between your legs. I have this nightmare. I'm on 5th Avenue watching the St. Patrick's Day parade and I have a coronary and nine thousand cops march happily over my body.
What'ya need a gun for?
Didya ever hear of Barnum and Bailey?
Yeah.
Well, I'm their lion tamer.
Now I ain't sayin' who. They just said ya'... ya' couldn't be trusted, you know?
'Cause I don't take money, right?
Frank, let's face it. Who can trust a cop who don't take money?
What's this for? For bein' an honest cop? Hmm? Or for being stupid enough to get shot in the face? You tell them that they can shove it.
[testifying before the Knapp Commission Through my appearance here today . . . I hope that police officers in the future will not experience . . . the same frustration and anxiety that I was subjected to . . . for the past five years at the hands of my superiors . . . because of my attempt to report corruption. I was made to feel that I had burdened them with an unwanted task. The problem is that the atmosphere does not yet exist . . . in which an honest police officer can act . . . without fear of ridicule or reprisal from fellow officers. Police corruption cannot exist unless it is at least tolerated . . at higher levels In the department. Therefore, the most important result that can come from these hearings . . . is a conviction by police officers that the department will change. In order to ensure this . . . an independent, permanent investigative body . . . dealing with police corruption, like this commission, is essential.
I want to talk to you. I want to take you across the street, get you a cup of coffee . . . without cuffs. Now look, I didn't touch you upstairs, right? You take off on me, I'll put one in your back. Understand? Come on.
The reality is that we do not wash our own laundry - it just gets dirtier.
You stupid ****! You didn't know me? You fired without a warning, without a **** brain in your head? Oh, shit. If I buy one, mother****er, I ain't buying it from you.