The Mod Squad

Det. Briggs:
So you kids are, what? Some kind of mod squad or something?

[Julie hits Pete across the head]

Julie:
Nice job.

Pete:
Okay, I really did not like that at all, all right? Let me just explain somethin'. I was blending.

Julie:
You just blended your ass right out of the club, man

Pete:
Oh, come on! They're gonna let me back in the club.

Julie:
Oh no, I believe the words were "you're gone for-f*cking-ever." Greer's gonna kick your ass

Pete:
Hey you know what? Eat me.

Julie:
Come on. Lets go. You wanna lose another fight, Petey?

Pete:
No. Who was the guy that you were talkin' to all night?

Julie:
What guy?

Pete:
Yeah, "what guy." What guy?

Linc:
A suspect?

Julie:
What? No. I don't even know what he's talkin' about. God, how could you see anything? You had your head buried in a pair of tits all night.

Pete:
I could see things because I got eyes behind my head, all right? Julie's got a boyfriend. Julie's got...

Julie:
Please grow up!

Pete:
Let's all together, in harmony.

Det. Tricky:
Hey ma mere. Where you going with that fine little ass baby? Why don't ya get out on the street earn a real living huh, start hustling (laughing)

Julie:
What?

Det. Tricky:
She digs me. You have your hall pass young lady?

Julie:
Yeah you wanna see my hall pass?

Det. Tricky:
Yeah and I wanna see you in detention.

Pete:
Hey hey, why do you have to be such a p*ssy huh, leave her alone alright.

Det. Tricky:
Who are you calling a p*ssy? P*ssy!

Pete:
Man this job sucks.

Linc:
Beats jail.

Julie:
A deal's a deal.

[repeated line]

Pete:
Yeah, Bob!