Homicide: Life on the Street, Season 4

Kellerman:
What do you do for fun, Frank?

Pembleton:
Define "fun".

Kellerman:
Fun is when you do something exciting, maybe dangerous, with the possiblity that you're gonna feel really good before it's all over.

Pembleton:
Oh, you mean work.

Kellerman:
No, I don't mean work. I mean... sucking unfiltered Camels until you get headaches and snagging a 50-pound marlin on the line, and guzzling Wild Turkey until you puke, and running around the block all night and shooting pool for money against mentally defective bikers. Stuff like that.

Pembleton:
I don't have time for fun.

Kellerman:
Then what the hell gets you up in the morning? You gotta believe in something.

Pembleton:
Well, you can't believe in fun. That's not a faith.

Kellerman:
Fun is my god, Frank. I worship fun, I live for fun, and when I die, I hope that I'm having fun. Like that upstate car dealer, -- You remember him? He had a heart attack while nailing his beautiful, young mistress. Came and went. Now, that's the way to die.

Pembleton:
Smoke a cigarette, please.