Fort Apache the Bronx1981

Murphy:
[Murphy and Isabella are playing the game of you-tell-me-about-me while on their first date. Murphy starts telling Isabella about herself] Poor family, you're the oldest. You've got a lot of brothers and sisters. You got a brother in the joint. Your mother's sick. You got a scholarship to nursing school and you did real good, but you can't get a job anywhere but here. How'm I doin'?

Isabella:
I don't know yet.

Murphy:
[continuing] Smoke a little reefer, fool around a little bit, you wanna get married but the selection in the neighborhood ain't that great.

Isabella:
Finished?

Murphy:
Yeah. Now you.

Isabella:
OK, you come from three generations of cops. Your father and your grandfather, all were cops. All your friends are cops. It's a good thing there are some lady cops or you wouldn't have any sex life. [Murphy rolls his eyes knowingly]

Isabella:
[continuing] You get drunk every night. You think all men are thieves and all women are sluts, and you don't trust anybody but your partner.

Murphy:
[nodding in agreement] It's my round.

Isabella:
[stops him] No, the drinks are on me.