Assy McGee2006

Mayor:
So, as you can see, today I unveil my cops-read-to-old-people-program program, also known as CROPP.

Sanchez:
[to the Old Woman] "But the little train had to be on the tracks all by hisself." Look at him. He's a all alone right here.

DiLorenzo:
[to the Old Man] I lo-- I love you, mommy, a lot. I lo- love w-when you...

Assy McGee:
it was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the rosenbergs. I didn't know what I was doing in new York.

Old Military Man:
New York? No, I landed on Ohama. Stepped on an "S" mine. In this chair ever since.

Assy McGee:
Maybe this will cheer you up, commander.

Old Military Man:
An AK-49 long barrel?! Krautbuster! How did you--

Assy McGee:
Johnson's War. My lai, March 1968. Souvenir from an uncooperative V.C. Colonel. "Hands up!" I said. But he wouldn't listen.

[Assy then starts to have a PTSD moment where he hallucinate in a battlefield telling Mr. Charlie to raise his hands up]

Assy McGee:
Hands up! Hands up!, Mr. Charlie!" I'm gonna ask you one more time. Put...your...damn...HANDS...UP!

Old Military Man:
What the hell is wrong with you?!

[Assy gunshots the old military men]

Assy McGee:
[returns to reality] Oops.