McCullough: You boys are all teenagers.
Stratman: Hey, I didn't do anything!
McCullough: It's like when a dude date rapes a girl at a frat house. It's everyone's fault.
Stratman: Exactly, 'cause we're in a brotherhood. Even you, McCullough. And Humps, he's just our weirdo roach-liquefying kid brother. Maybe Ramos was causing trouble, right? Or... or Humps was having a bad day. We don't know. What we do know is, we're the ones on the ground making the tough calls every day.
McCullough: I mean, it's not like we have any proof.
Stratman: Yeah. He could have been making her a sandwich for all we know.
McCullough: Yeah.
Stratman: Yeah.