Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [to Jerry] This is what I call the speech, kid. It's the only one I got and I only give it once, so pay attention. 'Til now, it's all been fun and games. "Cops and robbers," Dunkin Donuts. But you're in the shit now. Metro Command is a war zone.
Captain Phil Heinemann: You let me down, Mike. You're making me look bad. I thought we had an understanding. I put my ass on the line to get you here, and all I expect is a little cooperation! Now you were told that this was a federal matter, yet you disobeyed a direct order to stay out of the building.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Don't let this get out,
Phil, but it's a fuckin' war down here.
Captain Phil Heinemann: You're a soldier, and you take orders. Now don't push it.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: We're fighting for our lives down there, and you're downtown pushin' pencils and kissing ass! I don't roll over for anybody, especially for the feds, without a goddamn good explanation!
Leona Cantrell: I have heard about you.
Jerry Lambert: Yeah?
Leona Cantrell: Yeah. Like your last partner got shot.
Jerry Lambert: What?
Leona Cantrell: Well...
Leona Cantrell: [grabs Jerry's testicles] Try that cowboy shit with me, fucker, and you can kiss these
goodbye.
[Harrigan has stabbed Predator in stomach with its smart disc, then shouts]
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Get it straight, asshole!
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [while pulling the smart disc out] Shit happens!
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [reviewing the reports about the dead gang members in the opening shootout] All right Danny Boy, what have we got?
Danny Archuleta: What have we got? Five low life Scorpions make it into the building, the next minute they're all shish kebab, not one bullet wound.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: Well, it wasn't for
drugs or money, there's a shitload of that for the taking. Maybe King Willie brought in some outside talent. He's making his big move.
Danny Archuleta: A pro would have split the moment he heard the action. More than one we would have seen them. Whoever did this waited until the last minute, and then took out five guys armed with machine guns by hand -ha!-, then got by us.
Maybe we should give him a job and put him on the payroll.
Jerry Lambert: Yeah. They're setting up these weird radar sensors all over downtown. I mean, I used my whole repertoire just to keep up with 'em. I had scanners on them, but they scrambled my shit up. They had equipment I can't even begin to touch, and then this morning... I lost 'em.
Subway Gang Leader: You look like a sympathetic dude. My partner here needs an operation, but we're a little short on cash if you know what I mean.
Jerry Lambert: Okay everybody, just take a deep breath. Loosen your sphincters. We don't need any rush hour Rambos here.
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: [grabbing Keyes and violently pinning him against the wall] Listen, shithead. I don't give a fuck who you really are or what you want with this asshole... because now it's personal, and he's a dead man.
Peter Keyes: The concept of what you're dealing with is way over your head. I'm warning you...
Lieutenant Mike
Harrigan: You!
[shoving Keyes back against the wall]
Lieutenant Mike Harrigan: You don't know what you're dealing with... and i'm warning you: stay the fuck out of my way!