80 Bad Boys Quotes (2026) #4

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Captain Howard: You guys know Alison Sinclair, Internal Affairs' top watchdog.
Alison Sinclair: Oh, you know I'd actually take that as a compliment if I didn't know you so well.
Marcus Burnett: Uh, excuse me, but if you two wanna get personal, I could step out.

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Julie Mott: I need to speak to Detective Mike Lowrey.
Captain Howard: This is Captain Howard. Can I help you?
Julie Mott: You can get me Detective Lowrey.
Captain Howard: Look, this is not another paternity case, is it?
Julie Mott: No, it's another murder case, you twerp!

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Detective Sanchez: It was Carrera's drugs in the first place, right? But it couldn't have been him, 'cause he was killed in prison. What about the rest of his crew?
Captain Howard: The rest of those idiots don't have the precision to do this. But just in case I'm wrong, you guys check them out.
Mike Lowrey: Yeah, they'd have been in

here with Uzis, splashing O'Fee all over the place.
Captain Howard: It takes a lot of brains to pull something like this off.
Detective Ruiz: Big cajones, too.
Mike Lowrey: What the hell are you talking about, cajones?
Detective Ruiz: Cajones. It would take me a month to explain to you what cajones are.

Detective Sanchez: [arguing over each other] You're in Miami, you don't know cajones?
Marcus Burnett: English.

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Captain Howard: O'Fee's gonna be all right, but he's got nothing to tell us.
Marcus Burnett: So they kill a decoy, it empties the station. Very smart.
Mike Lowrey: But they don't kill a real cop, 'cause they know they'd have the whole force on their ass.
Captain Howard: This was your case. You're back on it.

Sanchez, Ruiz, you back them up with whatever they need.

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Marcus Burnett: Check it, Lowrey... we got two days left. Let's try to do this right. No gunshots, no dead bodies. I'm not trying to lose my job on this one.
Mike Lowrey: Well, you know, if I recall correctly, the last couple dead bad guys belonged to you. And next time you have to kill 'em, why don't you do it after you get the information that we need?

That's just a suggestion. What do you think?
Marcus Burnett: Please. You ain't even trying to compare body counts.
[counting on his fingers]
Marcus Burnett: Ah, ah, ah. Should I keep going all day? I'm out. I'm out.
Mike Lowrey: This guy Noah's parole jacket says he works in there. We're standing out front arguing like

a couple of schoolgirls. What do you say we put an end to all this bickering, huh? 'Cause you starting to get on my god damn nerves.

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Captain Howard: Welcome to our nightmare, boys. See this? What's wrong with this picture, huh? Remember this room? These slats, they-they look familiar, don't they? There was these, uh, silver packets, they looked like bricks. Little red tags on them, about so high? All that heroin, gone.

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Mike Lowrey: [Howard is yelling at Burnett for having a shootout outside a hotel] I haven't killed anyone today, yet, Captain...
Captain Howard: Hey, do you want me to yell at you? Cause I can do that!

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Casper: Jesus. Could you use a smaller gun? You got blood on me again.

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Marcus Burnett: Do you see the fuckin' emotion I'm goin' through right now? That means this shit is serious. That means me and this motherfucker's not vibin' right now. That's what that shit means.

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Stake-out crook: Watching the place was my first gig.
Detective Sanchez: Oh, so does that make you union?

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Theresa Burnett: And you don't even have your wedding ring on.
[Slams bedroom door shut]
Marcus Burnett: Damn. Um. Naw Naw I went undercover. And it uh required the taking off of the ring that's all for a second. But I got the ring, look I just put my hand in my pocket cos that's where it was and its right back on baby.
[sighs]

Marcus Burnett: Damn. Can I get a pillow?

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Marcus Burnett: [to Mike] I'm not understanding, I - I really don't.
Store Clerk: [pointing gun at Marcus] Shut up!
Marcus Burnett: I mean, do you just attract violence?

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Ferguson: Watch your fucking mouth.

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Mike Lowrey: [to store clerk, who is pointing a gun at Mike] I'm gonna reach for my badge, ok?
Store Clerk: Badges? Do you want badges motherbitch? I give you badges! 99 cents each.
[throws some badges at Mike]
Store Clerk: I sell you some.