I could be a vegan in sackcloth and flip-flops, but I find fabulous boots with periwinkle cuffs a far preferable option.
Billy Costigan: [coming from behind the wall to surprise Sullivan] Freeze!
Colin Sullivan: Whoa! Put the fucking gun down!
Billy Costigan: Put your fucking hands up!
Colin Sullivan: Alright, alright. I can get you your money!
Billy Costigan: What did you say?
Colin
Sullivan: I said I can get you your...
Billy Costigan: [punches Sullivan across the face] You didn't come here to talk, you came here to get arrested.
[Slaps cuffs on him]
Colin Sullivan: You have fucking tapes of what? Costello was my informant. I was a rat? Fuck you, prove it.
Billy Costigan: [standing
Sullivan up] Get up!
Colin Sullivan: What is this? A citzens arrest? Blow me. Only one of us is a cop here Bill. Did you hear me Bill? No one knows who you fucking are!
Billy Costigan: Will you shut the fuck up!
Colin Sullivan: I'm a sargeant in the Massachusetts State Police, who the fuck are you? I erased you!
Billy Costigan: [slams Sullivan against a wall] You erased me, huh?
Colin Sullivan: Yea... shoot a cop, Einstein, watch what happens.
Billy Costigan: What would happen is this bullet would go right through your fucking head!
Colin Sullivan: Watch what happens!
Billy Costigan: What? So
you can get the parade? The bagpipes and bullshit? Fuck you! Fuck you! I'm fucking arresting you!
Colin Sullivan: That's the stupidest thing you could do.
Billy Costigan: [while hitting him] Shut the fuck up!
[Sullivan falls to the ground]
Billy Costigan: I could give a fuck if the charges don't stick... I'm still
fucking arresting you.
Colin Sullivan: [dazed] Shit.
[Randall cuffs Boo onto the chair at the Scream Extractor, preparing to extract her screams to impress Waternoose]
Henry J. Waternoose: Finally. I shouldn't have trusted you. Because of you, I had to banish my top scarer.
Randall: Ah, with this machine, we won't need scarers. Besides, Sullivan got what he deserved.
Henry J.
Waternoose: Sullivan was twice the scarer you'll ever be!
Dr. Emil Hamilton: Sir? Hi, my name is Dr. E...
Superman: Emil Hamilton. I know, I can see your ID tag in your breast pocket, along with a half-eaten roll of wintergreen Life Savers. I can also see the squad of soldiers in the next room, preparing that tranquilizing agent of yours. You won't need it.
Dr. Emil Hamilton: Sir, you-you
can't expect us to not take precautions. You could be carrying some kind of alien pathogen.
Superman: Been here for 33 years, Doctor. Haven't infected anyone yet.
General Swanwick: That you know of. We have legitimate security concerns. Now, you revealed your identity to Miss Lane over there. Why won't you do the same with us?
Superman: Let's put our cards on the table here, General.
[Superman effortlessly snaps the links between his cuffs and approaches General Swanwick]
Superman: You're scared of me because you can't control me. You don't, and you never will. But that doesn't mean I'm your enemy.
General Swanwick: Then who is? Zod?
Superman: That's what I'm worried about.
General Swanwick: Be that as it may, I've been given orders to hand you over to him.
Superman: Do what you have to do, General.
Tony Stark: All right, I've run out of patience. "Underoos!"
[webbing comes down, grabs Cap's shield and cuffs his hands. Spider-Man lands on a nearby truck holding Cap's shield]
Tony Stark: Nice job, kid!
Spider-Man: Thanks! Well, I could have stuck the landing a little better. It's just, new suit... wait, it's nothing, Mr.
Stark. It's... it's perfect, thank you.
Tony Stark: Yeah, we don't really need to start a conversation.
Spider-Man: Okay.
[salutes]
Spider-Man: Cap... Captain? Big fan. Spider-Man.
Tony Stark: Yeah, we'll talk about it later. Just...
Spider-Man: [waves] Hey, everyone.
Tony Stark: Good job.
[on phone]
Jake Hoyt: Hello?
Alonzo Harris: Hoyt?
Jake Hoyt: Yes, sir?
Alonzo Harris: You on your way to roll call?
Jake Hoyt: Yes, sir, I'm on my way out the door right now.
Alonzo Harris: Hoyt.
Jake Hoyt: Yes, sir?
Alonzo Harris: Patrol ferries go to roll call, we don't go to roll call...
Jake Hoyt: OK, that's good to know.
Alonzo Harris: Listen, there's a coffee shop at 7th and Whitman. Be there, ten 'o clock, in civies, comfortable shoes. You got a backup gun? Somethin' pocket size?
Jake Hoyt: Uh, no sir. I got the
Department issue Buretta...
Alonzo Harris: Good, good, bring it. Cuffs too. We'll be in the office all day, but who knows? Maybe we'll do some business, we're an aggressive unit.
Jake Hoyt: Uh, yes sir. And that's exactly why I signed up, and I just wanted to thank you...
[Alonzo hangs up]
Jake: [Driving away from Sandman's house after the shooting] God damn it that was not cool opening fire in the middle of a neighborhood where was the Sandman? What the hell were you doing back there?
Alonzo Harris: I was checking for narcotic activity drugs, guns, and baggies
Jake: Cash
Alonzo Harris: Speak on
it
Jake: She's screaming about money
Alonzo Harris: She's just talking shit, she's talking about us getting killed
Jake: I'm going to be on the six o'clock news in an orange suit in hand cuffs because of you with the scandals and what not it is open season on misconduct they will nail us to the wall
Alonzo
Harris: Listen, you're in a privileged position to learn a thing or two keep your mouth shut and your eyes open you say you're serious about doing some real police this is the place to learn but if this kind of shit shakes you up maybe you should go back to your division you have to decide if you're a wolf or a sheep
[Alonzo shows Jake his tattoo, after pulling over on the side of
the highway]
Alonzo Harris: Get your ink
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: Ipkiss! Police! Freeze!
[the Mask freezes in mid-air]
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: Put your hands up.
The Mask: [his teeth are frozen together] But you told me to freeze!
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: All right, all right. Un-freeze.
[the Mask un-freezes and falls to the
ground]
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: You're under arrest.
[pulls out his cuffs]
The Mask: No! It wasn't me! It was the One-Armed Man!
[regular voice]
The Mask: All right, I confess! I did it, ya hear? And I'm glad! GLAD, I TELL YA!
[gets down on his knees and puts his hands up together]
The
Mask: What are they gonna do to me, Sarge? WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO?
Lieutenant Mitch Kellaway: [puts the cuffs on The Mask's wrists] Sorry, son. That's not my department. Search him.
The Mask: [the cops bring The Mask to his feet] Ow! Where's a cam-corder when you need one?
[snorts in laughter, Kellaway nods as if to say "touché"]
Malone: [at the police training academy] Why do you want to join the force?
George Stone: To protect the property and citizenry of...
Malone: Ah, don't waste my time with that bullshit. Where you from, Stone?
George Stone: I'm from the south-side.
Malone: Stone. George Stone. That's
your name? What's your real name?
George Stone: That is my real name.
Malone: Nah. What was it before you changed it?
George Stone: Giuseppe Petri.
Malone: Ah, I knew it. That's all you need, one thieving wop on the team.
George Stone: Hey, what's that you say?
Malone: I said that you're a lying member of a no good race.
George Stone: [He cuffs Stone across the face. As he draws back his arm again, Stone presses a gun under his chin] Much better than you, you stinking Irish shit pig.
Malone: Oh, I like him.
Ness: [Ness looking a bit nervous and Malone smiling at
Stone] Yeah I like him too.
Clyde Shelton: [in court, laughing and clapping after judge grant bail, after his charade] Thank you.
Judge Laura Burch: Excuse me?
Clyde Shelton: No, I don't think I will excuse you. You see, this is what I'm talking about. You were about to let me go. Are you kidding me? This is why we're here in the first place. You think I don't
remember who you are, lady?
Judge Laura Burch: I would tread carefully, Mr. Shelton.
Clyde Shelton: Well, how carefully should I tread? Because apparently I just killed two people, and you were about to let me walk right out that door! How MISGUIDED are you? I feed you a couple of bullshit legal precedents, and there you go - you jump on it like a
bitch in heat. Folks, you all hang out...
Judge Laura Burch: [nervously starts pounding with gavel on a sounding block] I'm warning you, Mr. Shelton!
Clyde Shelton: ...in the same little club...
Judge Laura Burch: You will be held in contempt!
Clyde Shelton: ...and every day you let madmen and murderers
back on the street. You're too busy treating the law...
Judge Laura Burch: [keeps pounding] One more time!
Clyde Shelton: ...like it's a fucking assembly line!
Judge Laura Burch: One more time.
Clyde Shelton: Do you have any idea what justice is?
Judge Laura Burch: You are now...
Clyde Shelton: Whatever happened to right and wrong?
Judge Laura Burch: ...in contempt of court.
Clyde Shelton: Whatever happened to right and wrong?
Judge Laura Burch: Remove this man.
Clyde Shelton: Whatever happened to the people?
Judge Laura Burch:
Bail denied!
Clyde Shelton: Whatever happened to justice?
Judge Laura Burch: Bail denied!
Clyde Shelton: And I bet you take it up the fucking ass, bitch.
Judge Laura Burch: Bailiff!
Clyde Shelton: [to Nick Rice, as he's being dragged away in cuffs by bailiffs] Hey, see you later,
Nick.