Training Day

It's time.

Hey there...

...good morning. How are you today?

Hey. What are you doing up?

Moo.

Is that Daddy?

Hey there, cowgirl.

She's a little feisty today.

Babies should be sleeping.

"I'm too hungry for my own good. "

Yes.

I gotta get ready.

Wrong day to be forgetting stuff.

You know how lucky you are.

Don't screw this up.

All right! Jesus.

- She go back to sleep?

- Yes. Ate like a pig.

I know I'm lucky. I ace this job,

the department's wide open.

Get my own division someday.

You should see their houses.

Hello?

Well, yes.

Don't worry, I will.

He's right here.

It's Alonzo.

- Hello.

- Hoyt?

Yes, sir.

- Going to roll call?

- I'm leaving now.

- Hoyt?

- Yes, sir?

- Fairies go to roll call. We don't.

- Good to know.

There's a coffee shop on 7th.

Be there at 10.

Be in comfortable shoes.

Got a backup gun?

- Only the standard issue Beretta.

- Bring it. Cuffs too.

Maybe we'll do some business.

We're aggressive.

I know. That's why I signed up.

I want to thank you for this...

What's wrong?

Feels like football tryouts.

I wish it was tomorrow

so I'd know if I made the squad.

Listen, it's not tomorrow, it's today.

- I know it's gonna work out.

- You do?

Good morning, sir.

No, thank you, ma'am.

Get some chow in you.

My dollar.

Thank you, sir, but I ate.

Fine. Don't.

It's nice here.

May I read?

- I'm sorry, sir. L...

- Thank you.

- I'll get something to eat.

- Hell, no you won't. You f***ed up.

I'm trying to read. Please shut up.

I'll like not being in a hot

black and white all summer.

Tell me a story, Hoyt.

- Like my story?

- Not your story, a story.

Since you can't shut up

so I can read, tell me a story.

- I don't know any.

- You don't?

- No.

- I'll tell you one.

This is a newspaper, right?

It's 90 percent bullshit.

But it's entertaining. So I read it.

It entertains me. You won't let me

read it, so you entertain me.

Tell me a story now. Go.

- There was a DUl stop.

- A DUl stop?

Let me load up!

- A DUl? Oh, sh*t!

- Well, I...

- Listen, we were on midwatch...

- We who?

- Oh, me and Debbie.

- Who's Debbie?

Debbie Maxwell, my training officer.

- A female training officer?

- Yes, sir.

Okay. All right.

Was she black, white?

She was white.

- Lick-her license?

- A what?

A lick-her license.

Was she a dyke, a lesbian?

- Is she any good?

- She's pretty good.

- Okay, Debbie, midwatch. Go.

- Right.

- It was a quiet night...

- Boom!

- What the f***?

- You never know, that's the point. Go.

It was quiet and we're rolling...

...I'm driving. This Acura,

just a beautiful car...

...comes out a side street, all over

the median. I hit the wailer.

He drives for 10 blocks

before he pulls over.

Plates run clean,

so I test and arrest.

I'm belting in our unit,

and she's tossing his car.

She shows me a. 38

and two loaded shotguns.

- No sh*t?

- No sh*t! So...

...she calls and I'm searching.

I find 500 grams of meth.

Turns out he's on bail

for distribution...

...on his way to smoke

his ex-partner before trial.

Boom.

- Prevented a murder.

- You got him. It's amazing.

It is. That you're out there...

...with a fine b*tch for a year and

the best story you can tell me...

...is a drunk stop.

But I don't believe you.

You tapped that ass, didn't you?

Tell the truth.

You know you tapped that ass.

In the back, bam! Code X.

- I got a wife.

- You got a dick.

- You do have one, don't you?

- Yes.

Your dick lines up straight.

Right and left of it are pockets.

In those pockets are money.

Look in either one. Pay the bill.

Grab that menu off that window for me.

Get in, it's unlocked.

Throw that in the glove box.

- This is not from the motor pool.

- No. Sexy, though, huh?

- Where's the office, at division?

- You're in the office.

Going up.

Today is a training day.

Give you a taste of the business.

I got 38 cases pending trial...

...63 active investigations,

I supervise five officers.

Five personalities.

Five sets of problems.

You could be six.

I ain't holding no hands.

You got today to show me

what you're made of.

You don't like Narcotics,

get the f*** out of my car...

...get a job chasing bad checks.

You hear me?

- I hear you.

- Okay.

Why do you want to be a narc?

To serve my community by ridding

it of dangerous drugs.

Right, but why a narc?

I want to make detective.

Stick with me, you can do it.

Unlearn that academy sh*t.

Don't bring that here.

It'll get you killed.

I'll do anything you want me to do.

My n*gger.

Roll your window down. Start there.

- Got to hear it, smell it, taste it.

- Right.

How's your Espaol?.

Learn that sh*t.

That will get you killed.

They plot all kinds of sh*t

behind your back.

You gonna teach me that

old-school Rodney King sh*t?

We don't roll like that no more.

Now we use this.

These n*ggers are too strong.

- Think I'm crazy?

- I don't know what to think.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

Good.

Good.

Been married long?

- About a year.

- Yeah?

- You got a kid?

- A girl, 9 months.

I got four. Boys.

You need a son,

I'll hook your lady up. Can't miss.

Can we not talk

about my family, all right?

I respect that.

I'm married, I got my queen too.

I remember having a young bride.

You probably f*** her face-to-face,

don't you?

Let's not talk about her.

That's my point. You're so in love,

it's coming right out.

The day you bring

that here is the day...

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