There are not so many murders in this township, I think to myself, and not so few policemen, that a killing should be treated like an old woman who has lost her cat.
Confession is for the confessor. It makes you feel good; it ruins the lives of everyone else. It’s a selfish thing to do. Don’t confess.
Los Angeles for many years had operated with a police department that was far smaller than other police departments had in areas of comparable or larger size, New York and Chicago being the most obvious examples.
One time, a burglar came to my apartment, so we called the police. My son was here, so I think they left before they tried to steal something. So the police come to my apartment, and they say, 'Oh my God, did they steal everything?' I was like, 'No, ...
When you go to your local police officer, your police chief in the town you live in, big or small, he will tell you the vast majority of the weapons recovered at a crime scene are either stolen weapons, and/or they have been 'lost' or stolen.
Theodore Faron: Julian? I haven't seen you in twenty years. You look good. The picture the police have of you doesn't do you justice. Julian Taylor: What do the police know about justice?
[Jane climbs a ladder] Frank: Nice beaver! Jane: [producing a stuffed beaver] Thank you. I just had it stuffed.
Frank: Jane, since I've met you, I've noticed things that I never knew were there before... birds singing, dew glistening on a newly formed leaf, stoplights.
[Frank Drebin is angrily breaking up with Jane Spencer] Frank: Oh, and one more thing... I faked every orgasm! Jane: [heartbroken] Oh, Funny Face!
Ludwig: So they were able to get him to the hospital in time? Frank: Yes, he's in the intensive care ward at Our Lady of the Worthless Miracle.
Jane: I was only doing what I was told to do. Frank: Like make love to me? Jane: [gasps] FRANK! [slaps him across the face]
Jane: How could you do something so vicious? Vincent Ludwig: It was easy my dear. You forget, I spent two years as a building contractor.
Frank: It's a topsy-turvy world, and maybe the problems of two people don't amount to a hill of beans. But this is our hill. And these are our beans!
[in the midst of a fight in a Conference room, Frank wipes off Mikhail Gorbachev's birthmark. Frank looks at us] Frank: I knew it! [Frank throws Gorbachev through a wall]
In the police force, two, three, five traitors are detected who are really working for someone else. When we cleanse the police of them, the problem will be simplified a lot. Terrorists will have no one to contact - they will be left without informer...
It's an issue that we need to have a national discussion about, the militarization of local police forces, and then when they are used to quell peaceful demonstration. Then we have a problem, and especially around this entire case of the murder of Mi...
The police need to come down to street level.
The principles of liberalism can have a real existence only in conjunction with a police system. Anarchism is an attempt to cleanse liberalism of the police. But just as pure oxygen is impossible to breathe, so liberalism without the police principle...
Frank Lucas: My man. Frank Lucas: You know what normal is to me? Frank Lucas: I ain't see normal since I was 6 years old. Frank Lucas: Normal is seeing the police ride up to my house, dragging my 12 year old cousin out and tying him to a pole. Frank ...
[last lines] Butch Cassidy: Ready? OK, when we get outside and we get to the horses, whatever happens, just remember one thing... hey, wait a minute. Sundance Kid: What? Butch Cassidy: You didn't see Lefors out there, did you? Sundance Kid: Lefors? N...
Police radio voice unit F-7: [voice] F-7 to Central. The Crumps are locked in a hardware store basement. Should I let them out? Over. Capt. T.G. Culpeper: How the hell could they get themselves locked in a basement? We gotta let them out. Police serg...
