Mike Zavala: [after the Captain walks out] Why do you get nervous?
Brian Taylor: Women want him, men want to be him, man. He's just...
Mike Zavala: Yeah, I know. But you want him.
Brian Taylor: Dude, I'm not gay, but I'd go down on him if he asked.
Mike Zavala: Sometimes I don't know
when you're kidding. And I have to know when you're kidding.
Brian Taylor: I'm not kidding.
Mike Zavala: I gotta know when you're kidding.
Brian Taylor: I'm not kidding.
[laughs]
Brian Taylor: You feel like a hero?
Mike Zavala: What?
Brian Taylor: You feel like a hero?
Mike Zavala: No.
Brian Taylor: Yeah, me neither.
[pauses]
Brian Taylor: What's a hero feel like?
Mike Zavala: I don't know, man. Did I tell
you that me and uh... Gabby got into a huge fight over the fire?
Brian Taylor: Nope, you didn't tell me that.
Mike Zavala: She was... she's like; 'you could have died for someone else's kid when ours hasn't even been born yet.' She's like; 'you're not a fireman.'
Brian Taylor: Janet said the same thing.
Mike
Zavala: Yeah?
Brian Taylor: Um... I don't think I can go into another burning building. I only went in because you did. Just... put that shit out there.
Brian Taylor: I don't want to die here, dude.
Mike Zavala: You're not gonna die here. You're not gonna die. God loves cops.
Brian Taylor: I fucked up, dude. I fucked up! Don't tell Janet I fucked up.
Mike Zavala: I'm gonna stay right here, bro. I'm gonna stay right here, okay? It's okay. Do it, dude. It's
okay. It's okay to do it right now, bro.
Brian Taylor: [sobbing] I fucking love you, bro.
Mike Zavala: Officer down, I need some fucking help! I need some fucking help!
[sobbing]
Mike Zavala: Please don't go right now. I'm begging you, bro, don't fucking go right now. Don't go right now!
[last lines]
Mike Zavala: Let's go fight crime or something.
Brian Taylor: Touch me and I will fucking shoot you. Stay where you are.
Mr. Tre: I don't give a fuck about both you motherfuckers. I'm ready to die today. Fuck ya'll.
Brian Taylor: This can go one of several ways right now. It is all about your attitude.
Mr. Tre: Fuck you! I got my mail. I helped him! I
helped him give me my mail! I'm getting tired of this shit. I'm not playing with ya'll.
Mike Zavala: Sir, if you've been drinking you need to stay the fuck inside and not intimidate the mailman. That's it.
Mr. Tre: Fuck you! You need to shut the fuck up 'cause without that badge and gun, you ain't shit! You're less than motherfucking nothing. You
motherfucking border-hopping, donkey riding Mexican motherfucker.
Mike Zavala: Oh yeah? IS that so? You want to find out what I'm about? Let's settle this right here like grown men, motherfucker.
Mr. Tre: What did you say? You wanna take a fade? You wanna fight me?
Mike Zavala: Janet, you got a lot of heart hooking up with a cop. Because it takes a strong person. And I see a lot of cop's wives in here, they're all nodding their heads. You gotta take care of her, bro. Cause I'm her big brother now. And every cop in here, we're all her family now, too.
[to a reception guest]
Mike Zavala: I'm gonna cry, baby. Shut
up! And Janet, we're all hoping that you can make a man out of Brian because we've all given up. So here we go. To Brian and Janet! Cheers!
Brian Taylor: Janet's pregnant.
Mike Zavala: What? Get out of here, bro. Are you serious? Already? She's not even Mexican.
Brian Taylor: Yeah, she's going for the ultrasound tomorrow but three of those little piss stick things.
Mike Zavala: EPT's, yeah.
Brian Taylor: Positive, positive,
positive.
Mike Zavala: Whoa, dude. Congrats, bro. Congrats.