Eddie Murphy credited as playing...
Reggie Hammond
- [In Chinatown, Jack and Reggie start arguing]
- Jack: This sucks! A maniac gets ahold of my gun and runs all over the streets killin' people with it. So, instead of bein' where I oughta be, home in bed with my gal givin' her the high hard one, I'm out here doin' THIS shit: roamin' around the streets with an overdressed, charcoal-colored loser like you.
- Reggie: Look, man, if you don't like it, why don't you just leave? I can take care of Ganz by myself, all right?
- Jack: Heh, don't make me laugh. You can't take care of shit. You been dickin' me around since we started this turd hunt! The only thing you're good for is GAMES. So far, what I got outta you is nothin'!
- Reggie: Yeah, well, I'm real impressed with you too, man. It takes a real-skilled cop to kick in the bedroom door of a couple of dykes!
- Jack: Luther knows more and he told me and so do you. I wanna know what the fuck this is all about! I gave you 48 hours to come up with somethin' and the clock's runnin'!
- Reggie: Yeah, well, maybe I don't like the way you asked me, all right?
- Jack: Who GIVES a goddamn what YOU like? You're just a crook on a weekend pass! You're not even a goddamn NAME anymore! You're just a spearchucker with a number stencilled on the back of his prison fatigues! And I'm through fuckin' around. You tell me the truth or you're gonna get the living shit beat outta you.
- Reggie: Oh, you're gonna kick MY ass now? I think you lost your mind, Cates. Just put your gun back in your holster and get in the car and let's go. I'm serious. I'm not in the mood and I'm just gonna end up fuckin' you up out here and it's gonna be an embarrassment to you and the police force.
- Jack: Let me explain one thing to you, nigger: I fight DIRTY!
- [punches Reggie; the two start fist-fighting]
- Reggie: This ain't no god damn way to start a partnership.
- Jack: Now, get this! We ain't partners. We ain't brothers. And we ain't friends. I'm puttin' you down and keepin' you down until Ganz is locked up or dead. And if Ganz gets away, you're gonna be sorry YOU ever MET me!
- [beat]
- Reggie: I'm already sorry.
- Reggie: [to barternder as he's taking his cowboy hat, in mock Southern accent] Well, looky here, Hoss... you start running a respectable business and I won't have to come in here and hassle you every night. Know what I mean?
- [to the bar patrons]
- Reggie: [continues in mock Southern accent] And I want the rest of you cowboys to know something, there's a new sheriff in town.
- [throws bartender his hat back... now speaking in black dialect]
- Reggie: And his name is Reggie Hammond. Y'all be cool. Right on.
- Reggie: You know speaking of moaning, my stomach is starting to growl. We better go get something to eat.
- Jack: We eat when I say we eat!
- Reggie: Now that's bullshit, that's the last straw, all right? I want some food now. If you don't like it, you can take me to the penitentiary and kiss my hungry black ass goodbye all right? You took me out here, you've been treating me like shit when we first left and I want some food in a nice place, nice atmosphere with some good people and...
- Jack: [interrupts] Okay, hold it. I'm hungry, let's go get something to eat. I know a place. All right?
- Reggie: All right let's go.
- Jack: All right.
- Reggie: I want some mandolins and some violins.
- Jack: [buys a chocolate bar from a vending machine] There's ya' goddamn dinner!
- Reggie: How do?
- Cowboy Bartender: [irritably] Yeah?
- Reggie: I'd like something to drink, preferably some vodka.
- Cowboy Bartender: Maybe you'd best have a... Black Russian.
- [Ganz is holding Reggie hostage, using him as a human shield]
- Ganz: Hey, cop! Come here! I got something for you!
- [Jack comes out]
- Jack: You're not gonna make it.
- Ganz: What are you talkin' about? I got your gun! I got the money! I got everything!
- Reggie: Take aim, man, and blow his fucking brains out!
- Ganz: Bullshit! He ain't gonna try it! Right, cop?
- [Jack shoots Ganz, throwing him off Reggie]
- Reggie: Are you crazy, man? I was just bluffing!
- Haden: A BUS! You goddamn whiskey mick cop, you lost a stolen bus! I got five deaths related to Ganz, and you blow it for a lousy nigger convict!
- [beat]
- Haden: That's right, I called him a nigger! You bet I did! I saw the report on that little piece of shit! If he spent one legal day in his whole life, it'd be a record! Now this is it for you! Suspension, review board, you've had it! When it gets 'round you protected a con rather than...
- Jack: Alright, goddamn it! I'm gonna tell you something about this man! He's got more brains than you'll ever know! He's got more guts than any partner I ever had.
- Haden: Just cause you say it with conviction, it don't mean shit to me!
- [Jack starts to leave with Reggie in tow]
- Haden: Now, where the Christ do you think you're going?
- Reggie: Don't you think you're being a little hard on the guy?
- Haden: You go fuck yourself, convict!