"Then slowly, but surely, the dealer dominoes started to fall." "With a lot of help from Connors. My best guess, he's the intel source on a ton of these arrests." "I think he moved to Vice about then. Probably made some good in-roads." "That's one way to look at it." "But your way is?" "He cleared the field for a mystery dealer to play Monopoly. There's still plenty of product on the street, but it's flowing from one source." "Maybe you missed the point where I said the district is safer now?" "I'm not saying that it isn't." "So what are you saying?" "I'm saying that, as a rule, for every action, there's an equal and opposite reaction."
"Those bags are $150 each, worth nearly two grand without inflation." "Oh, she does math!" "I'm saying you brought me here instead of the station, which suggests your need to put me on record ain't as great as your bluff. And cop dudes aren't the only ones who like to party, right?" "Look at that. Got so close to passing the Bechdel Test." "All I'm saying is aren't all of you guys in the same fraternity of loose morals? Isn't that what bonds you together?"
"In about a minute, a cop's gonna come through that door. She's our problem. You're gonna take her out." "Hold up! I ain't shooting nobody!" "Look, you need to clean up your mess! Your little errand boys got all sloppy! This cop's only on to you because you can't run a tight ship!"
"So that girl you took off? Needed a fix, huh?" "Don't make me sound like a junkie. Sometimes it just feels good." "But the cop in you got curious. Decided to follow the supply chain." "They're still selling drugs to kids. A free bump doesn't mean I'm giving them a free ride."
"Connors is after you. You have to lay low." "No, I'm not doing that. I'm putting that bastard away." "Tyrone, please." "I can't do anything else." "Do school, do basketball, do anything else." "No. He killed my brother. Alright? I belong in this asshole's way. I'm putting Connors where he belongs." "Yeah, and how are you gonna do that?" "I don't know. I'm working on it." "I need you to let me handle it." "I been letting you handle it, and you ain't done shit!"
"And you think, the chief's just gonna let any of that fly?" "It's Mardi Gras. Even if she weren't waving from a float, she's got way too many citizens out there saying farewell to the flesh. It's mayhem, O'Reilly."