February 2, 2011 | 0 Comments
John: Can’t put a price tag on man’s best friend. Ben: Sure you can.
John: Can’t put a price tag on man’s best friend. Ben: Sure you can.
Narrator: Southland cops know when the Santa Ana winds blow, you learn just how close you are to the edge.
Spider: What, do you run ironman? Sammy: No Spider. This is what happens when little gangster shitheads smoke cigarettes.
John: You know, Superboot. He may lose control of his prisoner, but there’s never a hair out of place.
John: Why run when you can drive? One more thing they didn’t teach you at the academy.
Chaz: I caught a couple of scenes with Mutt and Jeff. I can’t figure out which one’s the bigger idiot.
John: Save the chivalry for Buckingham Palace. There’s no place for it on the street.
Narrator: Most of us go to work every day with a pretty good idea of what’s going to happen. As Detective Bryant would be reminded today,…
Josie: I know Russ was your lap dog. Jerk the chain and he’ll do whatever.
John: Little boot’s growing up.