-How did it go? ls he intense?
-l need cherry Tums, quick.

-ls he psyched about the show?
-lt may be harder than l thought.

-You son of a bitch!

Freeze! L.A.P.D. !
Wait! Wait!
Bad idea. l only got two things
bigger than my mouth.

One of them is pointed at your head.
-You want to do this the hard way?
-l'll stick you, pig!

-Okay, officer. You nice with yours.
-You damn right.

lf your boys want to know who put the
smack down on you, my badge is 38723.

l go by the name of Trey Sellars,

-l believe this belongs to you, ma'am.
-Chase Renzi. That was incredible.

Just doing my job, like the badge
says, protecting and serving.

-Get this psycho off me!
-What's with the Superfly shit?

-l got the situation in hand.
-Top Cop, how you doing?

This is my collar.
Never leave a suspect
who's not cuffed.

-He could've had a gun.
-Nobody got no gun.

Trey, l think you broke a rib.
Tell him to get the cuffs off.