(‟Contact Mike is a reprise of the most inspiring basic sporting principle of open competition! A 5,000-1 rank outsider!”) Oh -- you don't say? (He arches an eyebrow.) Does he also *vault an impassible gulf of finance and privilege*?
Fucking Harry... Fuck you for bringing this kid with you. It's *only* because he's defending you -- it's the *only* reason you're not staying here to die. (ESPRIT DE CORPS - It's more than that. He just can't. One final time...)
Perfect, great, I don't give a shit! (He shakes his head.) Now leave us alone and do your thing... and I don't mean get drunk and piss yourself, right? You realize that, don't you?
You're not going to believe this, but... (The man pauses for dramatic effect.) ... police officers! Yes sir, solving crimes, locking up bad guys and... *AND* get this... and *not* getting their drink on at two o'clock.
Don't make this about Lieutenant Kitsuragi. He's a *great* cop -- and you almost got him killed. I don't even understand why you're *here* after he got shot.
