February 20, 2013 | 0 Comments
Lydia: I’ll take dead bodies over screaming babies any time. Reuben: They both stink. Lydia: At least the bodies are quite.
Lydia: I’ll take dead bodies over screaming babies any time. Reuben: They both stink. Lydia: At least the bodies are quite.
Cooper: The ones with the wedding bands are always the worst ones.
Sammy: Come on, Dwayne, everyone in South Central knows you hate your Momma.
Cooper: People punching each other because they’re hot and sweaty. Classy.
Narrator: Being a cop in Los Angeles is different from being a patrol officer in other cities. Not every officer can take the heat.
Dewey: Welcome to the info age. Instant riots, just add tweets.
Steel: Permission to toy with these people Sir, or do you want them all to yourself?
Lydia: Come on Ruben, don’t go soft on me. I got a baby at home I don’t need another at work.
Steel: Blood, guts. All fun and games until you’re in it for real.
Lydia: God is definitely a man.