Brooklyn's Finest

Det. Patrick Leary:
My shorty is black. Don't we go shopping for cocoa butter together?

Det. Sal Procida:
What happened to the cops?

Carlo:
Nothin. They were were right even though they were wrong. And I was wrong only *because* that I was right. Ya see? You get that now. You get that, right?

Det. Sal Procida, Carlo:
Righta and wronga.

Tango:
I'm a cop, B.

Det. Sal Procida:
Change that skirt. People are gonna start to think we're Catholic only on Sundays.

Det. Sal Procida:
[in the confessional] I don't want God's forgiveness. I want his f***in help!

Gutta:
Giuliani ain't clean up the city. Video games and television did. That's what cleaned up the streets. Come on, man, 'cause ya'll remember when everybody was outside. If you was two years old, if you was a hundred and two, you was outside.

Caz:
F***in' freedom ain't free.