The Other Guys Page #3

The city longs for heroes.

-- Is that so?

What about nine million social

residents each give their input?

You play as king

not a cop and robber?

As a child I went to school,

made my bed ...

and when I was eleven, checked

I accounts for my parents.

There were big mistakes,

and I got house arrest.

What are you doing?

-- Well, well.

Look what we have here.

Two monkeys.

One shot Jeter

and the other shot in the office.

Have some respect to 's funeral.

Want to dance, huh?

I'm going to change your body with hooks

so you bleed out your ass.

Terrible.

-- Take it easy, man.

Touch him and I turn

together with Alan's head.

He does not, but

that's a weird example.

Would you?

-- I like!

Give him a thrashing.

My condolences.

-- Nice hat.

Beautiful shoes.

-- All right. Forward.

Do it.

Go for the winner.

Nobody saw it.

What's going on here?

Two good men are dead

and you fight ...

about who the next guy is?

-- Yes, I am whole.

Let me say something about them.

They knew you to show a good agent ...

to your business to resolve.

You may need to

Castian raid start.

Calm now.

Next time:
You and me in the library.

-- Completely wrong.

I am the winner.

-- You would not stand up for me.

I could myself to.

-- Vlei yourself.

Partners Code.

I had no choice.

-- Stop with this nonsense.

Good morning.

Large quantities of cocaine.

Stay out of trouble.

Who do not want to take it?

-- No, too busy.

Ladies, do you know it?

We go for it.

You keep good here.

-- Go for it. Much energy and focus.

Shut up.

-- Can I speak to you alone.

I'm really busy.

-- No, but very quickly.

It is about the construction permission.

-- The Scafelton offense?

This is our thing.

What have you got?

-- This.

In your neck.

-- What are you doing?

We go to that call.

What is this?

-- We go to the car ...

and behind that case.

-- You will not shoot me.

No? I shot down Jeter.

An accident.

-- Be sure of?

Forward.

Does anyone?

He aimed a weapon at me.

I am kidnapped.

No one and we're in 's police?

What happened?

I woke up, took the belt

of my neck and fled with my car.

So a rough weekend.

-- I thought I had to shoot.

What are you going to do Bar Mitzvah's.

What the hell is this?

-- My car.

A Prius.

-- If we literally 'n ride vagina.

Detective Hoitz and Gamble

behind those at 518 East 10th.

Negative, Martin and Fuzzy

in two minutes. Out.

We'll see who's first.

-- Stay out of our crime scene.

Driving!

Feel your balls vibrate all

and the butterflies in your stomach?

You certainly do not testicular cancer?

-- I have something.

Let's go cause some harm.

No.

What is that?

-- LRB. Little River Band.

If I go shopping for

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