Fort Apache the Bronx1981

Morgan:
Hey Murph, what do you think of that son of a b*tch, huh? Connolly. Captain Connolly. That clown they dress up as a cop. That f***in' banana. I mean, who does he think he's playin' with, some chickenshit rookie? I've been on the job too long, you know what I mean? Yeah, they might get me for coopin'. Or for scorin' a little nookie on the side. Or, maybe even shakin' down a bodega. I never said I was the smartest guy in the world, but when he comes up with this phony witness sh*t...

Murphy:
They *got* witnesses, Einstein.

Morgan:
Yeah, deaf and dumb ones, right?

Murphy:
Real live ones! The kind that put you away. [Murphy gives him a hard and direct smirk, and walks out of the bar]

Morgan:
Hey Murph! Murphy! Murphy, come here! [goes out after Murphy]

Morgan:
[confronting Murphy on the street] Murphy! What are you talking about?

Murphy:
They got the little chick that was hiding up there behind the junk pile!

Morgan:
What chick?

Murphy:
Yeah, they got me and Coreli, too... A-Number One police work... Poor kid wasn't botherin' nobody, and you throw him off the roof!

Morgan:
You shut the f*** up!

Murphy:
You f***in' creep, I wish I was man enough to turn you in!