Police Academy 6: City Under Siege Page #5

- Hey, sarge.

This is...

I'll try.

- I'll go first.

- Yeah, yeah.

That's okay if you guys are tired,

I'll shoot again. This is nice.

MAN 3:

Jeez.

LASSARD:

That'll do it.

What would you like to know?

RAPPER 1:

You know what I'm saying, B

OG:

Screaming almost damaged my ears

The people running in fear

The hour to devour is near

Pandemonium, chaos, total destruction

Tragedy portrays an eerie seduction

Gunshots, fistfights, even knives

People getting hurt

Others losing their lives

No doubt about it

And you can 't deny it

What started as a quarrel

Turned into a riot

RAPPER 2:

Bodies laid out all over the ground

Blood spattered everywhere

People getting beat down

Inner city juvie going out with a bang

Hi, we're...

Could you tell us...?

Your beat kept me moving

From right to left

Your rap is, how you say, real def

But we need some help

And some information

About the gangs

In the Wilson Heights situation

What do you know?

She's a rapper and a cop

Man, everybody's rapping

Where will it stop

People give rap a whole lot of beef

But now old folks are rapping

Without no teeth

RAPPER 2:
We're rapping about gangs

That go around banging

Robbing, stealing, shooting

Hanging on corners, polluting the nature

So give me your number

In case we get some information

- Word

- We believe you guys

We won 't dispute you

But if you're lying to us

We'll come back and shoot you

Word

[AUDIENCE CHEERING]

These guys are gonna be big.

Yeah. So where's The Gang

living these days?

[YELLING]

Captain Harris?

Sh*t. Ah!

Oh, God!

I'll feed the poor! Oh, please, help me!

- Oh, please, help me! Mother!

PROCTOR:
Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Okay, you can do it!

Thank you, Proctor! I'll never forget...

Don't worry about the pants!

Save yourself, sir!

HARRIS:

God, please don't let me die.

I'm so young. Please...

- God, I'll help the homeless!

I'll feed the poor.

Oh, I'll be so good.

I mean it. I really, really mean it!

Thank you for your contribution,

Captain Harris.

[RECORDING CONTINUES]

Please, don 't let me die!

I'm...

Well, it would seem...

...that all our old-fashioned police work

has netted us zip.

We don't know who these men are.

We don't know where they're going

to strike next.

- Yes, sergeant.

- Well, maybe we do, sir.

Maybe they'll strike

exactly where we want them to.

Right.

HURST:
A trap is only as good

as the bait you use.

Red Leader to perimeter. Report.

Checkpoint One. Nothing here.

Well, hello there, little fellow.

Bet I got something for you.

All right. Here we go.

Look at this. See, I'm gonna get you

some good milk.

Here. There you go.

Let's just keep this

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