Training Day2001

Alonzo:
It behooves you not to dick around on this one. Justifiable homicide in the line of duty? What happened was...

Jake:
What happened was murder... and armed robbery. Wait, we had badges, so it's different?

Alonzo:
Open your eyes, son. Can't you see?

Jake:
That man was your friend, and you killed him like a fly.

Alonzo:
Why is he my friend, because he knows my first name? Roger sold dope to kids. The world is a better place without him. This man was the biggest major violator in Los Angeles. This is the game. I'm playing his ass. That's my job. That's your job. I watched that cocksucker operate with impunity for over 10 years, and now I got him. The sh*t's chess, it ain't checkers. What, we all of a sudden gonna roll up in a black-and-white? Come on, man, take the money.

Jake:
I told you, I'm *not* gonna take that money.

Alonzo:
All right, burn it, barbecue it, fish-fry it, I don't give a f***. But the boys'll feel better about it.

Jake:
*F**** their feelings.

Alonzo:
You're not making them feel like you're part of the team.

Jake:
The team? You guys are f***in' insane. All right, I'll go back to the Valley. I'll cut parking tickets. Why does it have to be this way?

Alonzo:
I'm sorry I exposed you to it, but it is. It's ugly, but it's necessary... Sometimes you gotta have a little dirt on you for anybody to trust you.