"It worked too, didn't it? You're drunk right now, aren't you? You fucking bum, I can smell it all the way over here!"
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"You're drunk, aren't you? You lost your gun and you're drunk! You're a drunk, gunless bum! I can smell it!"
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"Yeah, I checked the local pawnshop. You sold the pawnbroker a Villiers 9mm pistol -- to pay for booze!"
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"But you haven't -- because you're drunk. You lost your gun -- and you're drunk. You're a drunk, gunless bum! I can smell it."
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"Are you drunk right now? You're drunk right now, aren't you, you fucking bum. I can smell it!"
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"Upgraded it? I don't care about your weapon-mania, Harry. I only care about your official sidearm -- which you lost."
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"I don't care. Where is the gun the RCM gave you to kill people with? Where is that one?"
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"Oh, I would say it's very bad." He turns to you. "You're drunk like a bum, Harry. Please put the stolen rifle away before you kill someone."
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"I don't care if you have a new gun, I only care about your old gun. Your official sidearm. You lost it, didn't you?"
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"I don't care. Where is the gun the RCM gave you to kill people with? Where is that one?"
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"I would say it's very bad, yes." He turns to you. "You're drunk like an asshole, Harry -- please put the stolen firearm away before you kill someone."
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Gun? Yeah, you don't have that. Maybe you can philosophize your way out of it?
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You got it all right! You're showing it to him, victorious. They're seeing the badge.
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You juggle the badge for a second, unsuccessfully, and it lands on the ground some two metres away.
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Ouch, you strained your elbow trying to catch that stupid thing... dammit.
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"He found it!" The patrol officer picks it up and gives it back to you -- slippery and cold. "He found it, Jean. It's his badge!"
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"He has it!" The patrol officer picks it up and gives it back to you -- slippery and cold. "He has it, Jean. It's his badge!"
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"I haven't found it yet."
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"He doesn't have it..." He points to the sea. "Here's an idea. Maybe you could look in the mother fucking motor carriage you drove into the sea? Maybe LOOK THERE?!"
"Fuck it. I'll get it myself, just tell me you have your gun." He collects himself again -- dusts off his black suit, although it's completely clean.
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"What I do have is this futuristic armour." (Tap your helmet.)
"What I do have is this futuristic armour." (Tap your cuirass.)
"What I do have is this futuristic armour." (Click the heels of your boots.)
"What I do have is this futuristic armour." (Clench your armored fist.)
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"We're not armour-cops, we're cop-cops! People don't know us by our armour, they know us by our badges. Where the fuck is your badge?"
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"We're not armour-cops, we're cop-cops! People don't know us by our armour, they know us by our badges. You called in and said you lost yours -- have you found it?"
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"Ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho." He grabs his stomach in mirthless laughter. "Underwater killer. So funny, Harry. Thank you for fucking me."
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"Thank you for destroying 45,000 reál of police property that's coming out of my payslip. You know that, right? You're gonna get fired. And I'm gonna pay till I die..."
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- "I do. You drove it into the water. Everyone on this street saw you do it. It's going to be a local landmark too -- on the brochure. Thank you for fucking us, Harry."
- "Ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho." He grabs his stomach in mirthless laughter. "Tequila Sunset -- not Sunrise, because you're almost dead. So funny, Harry. Thank you for fucking me."
- "Ha-ha-ha, ho-ho-ho." He grabs his stomach in mirthless laughter. "Underwater killer. So funny, Harry. Thank you for fucking me."
"It doesn't matter." He exhales to calm his breathing. "Your badge, Harry. Show me your badge."
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- "Thank you for destroying 45,000 reál of police property that's coming out of my payslip. You know that, right? You're gonna get fired. And I'm gonna pay till I die..."
- "I know who Jacob Irw is. I wanted to give you a chance to stop fucking me. How naive of me. You drove a 45,000 reál police vehicle into the ocean -- what did I expect?"
- "So refreshing. He just admits it. Thank you for your honesty. Thank you for destroying 45,000 reál of police property that's coming out of everyone's payslip."
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