"I need your help, Mullins." Then give me a little echo on "Mullins".
The Heat
12.7s
I'd get a big bowl of coke... I'd put my face in it, cut it with a little Ritalin... Heaven on fucking earth, right? Sure. I'd camp out all week for tickets to that show. What is this, Training Day? All fucking week I'd camp out for that!
The Heat
2.6s
Show me you can do this or forget the promotion.
The Heat
2.2s
I think I can work something out, sir.
The Heat
2.8s
Just cover me and go right. Well, then say that.
The Heat
2.2s
That's actually not... correct.
The Heat
1.2s
Walk with me.
The Heat
4.1s
I like that one. That's a good small one. Good choice, it's small.
The Heat
4.5s
Sure, take what time you need. Yeah, take your time. Okay, cool.
The Heat
9s
We don't know what he looks like, where he comes from, nothing. We believe this guy is doing the legwork for him. Julian Vincent. Nasty son of a bitch.
The Heat
1.6s
This is his M.O.
The Heat
3.6s
No. No. I think I have something better in mind.
The Heat
7.4s
Thank you. Thank you very much. Wow, crap. Here we go. Oh, crap. All right. Got to turn.
The Heat
19s
...let me know, because I'll put them right back up his scrotum! Knock it off. How about you do something for once? What do you want me to do? Have my back and stop being so goddamn disappointing like everybody else! Well, that was professional. Was that not professional? Here. Let me be professional. Let me help you pick up your bag. That's very mature.
The Heat
14.9s
Federal marshals transferring him got ambushed. We're not sure whether Larkin's men followed the marshals or got information from the inside. Isn't it obvious? Fuck you! I know when I smell a fucking albino rat. If you want to point a finger, why don't you point it at yourself?
