Verbal:
[voiceover] It didn't make sense that I'd be there. I mean, these guys were hardcore hijackers. But, there I was. [suspects walk inside the police lineup] At that point, I wasn't scared. I knew I hadn't done anything they could do me for. Besides, it was fun. I got to make like I was notorious. [the lineup lights turn on]
Cop:
All right, you all know the drill: When your number is called, step forward and repeat the phrase you've been given, understand? Number one, step forward.
Hockney:
[sighs; deadpan] Hand me the keys, you fucking cocksucker.
Cop:
Number two, step forward.
McManus:
GIMME THE FUCKIN' KEYS, YOU COCKSUCKER MOTHERFUCKER!! AAAAAARGH!!
Cop:
Knock it off, get back. Number three, step forward.
[Fenster snickers, as does the group; McManus slaps Fenster, who slaps McManus in retaliation]
Fenster:
Hand me the keys, you cocksucker.
Cop:
In English, please?
Fenster:
Excuse me?
Cop:
In English.
Fenster:
Hand me the fucking keys, you cocksucker. What the fuck?
Cop:
Number four, step forward.
Verbal:
[voiceover] It was bullshit. The whole rap was a setup.
Keaton:
Hand me the keys, you fucking cocksucker.
Verbal:
[voiceover] It was all the cops' fault. You don't put guys like that into a room together.
Cop:
Number five, step forward.
Verbal:
[voiceover] Who knows what can happen?
Verbal:
Hand me the keys, you fucking cocksucker.
