Movie: Without compromise (Blitz)

Know what it is? Turd Michael Jackson. Heirloom. Purchased online.

Buy you something? In the trash something there.

- You replaced me.
- You're on compassionate leave.
- I'm here.
Inspector Roberts you were widowed. It's hard.
- Are you a widower?
- I'm not, but... How do you like the idea of early retirement?
- We'll miss you, sir. You know who else would miss? Olga. Two hundred and fifty pounds per hour. You see her on Wednesdays. Wife thinks you're playing squash. Well, in a sense, Yes.

- Double whiskey.
- Another time, brother. We're closed.
- Listen to me, I will not repeat. I'm not your brother. When I ask for a drink, say: "Ice?" Now let's first. A double whiskey.
- You want ice with that?
- Oh, don't be ridiculous, who needs ice?
- That'll be five pounds, sir.
- You said you are closed?

I think you're a good COP...
Thank you.
... For a faggot.

- The Japanese even have a word for such a miserable situation.
- Minimalism.
I wanted to say "trash".

- You know what I need. Say.
- No. The money in advance.
- What do you need?
- Serious money.
- Serious money? What type of severance package?
Yeah.
- I think you're fucking smart? Brains you chicken, okay? Well, what the fuck Irish, Radner? Here I am, I'm a real Celt. Quite unpredictable. But the Irish came up with to shoot for the knees. A terrible thing. On your feet will put you, but you will always limp. And you will be called - "the lame Radner". Here's my severance package.

- Come on, tell me that guy.
- You not writing this down?
- I schA will write!

Do not believe what you read in the Newspapers.

I respect you, but for me it is a rarity.

Climb into a fight, at least choose a weapon.

And here you are on the street. You meet three teenagers with carpeting knives at the ready. They want your wallet, well, maybe even a gold watch, presented for detection. And one of them offers to cut your name from your face. And what is better - even without a face, or that write about it in the Newspapers?