Bad Boys II

Marcus Burnett: Blue power, motherfuckers! Miami PD! Mike Lowery: Aw, damn. It's the Negroes! Mike Lowery: [Referring to Marcus habitually ad-libbing the first verse] Dude, you gotta learn the words. Burnett: We usually only do the chorus.

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Marcus Burnett: [After Mike accidentally shots Marcus in the butt] What you mean, "We"? Motherfucker shot me in the ass, man. Mike Lowery: Who shot you in the ass? Burnett: Who? That "who" would be you. Lowery: Me? I shot you? Burnett: Yeah. Lowery: I mean, I was shooting... Yeah, I was... I did a lot of shooting. I mean, I ain't saying that I shot you in the ass. I mean, I ain't saying I didn't shoot you... [Looks] but damn! Somebody shot you in the ass! Burnett: Tell me about it.

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Marcus Burnett: [During a gunfight] Sir, we just want to talk! Mike Lowery: You want to talk?! All right, go ahead, go ahead. Burnett: We're not Immigration! Lowery: They can't hear you 'cause they still shootin' at you! [Gunfire continues] Burnett: Fucking Haitians in a fucking little-ass room with fucking guns! Shit!

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Mike Lowery: [Describes with hands] Look here. This is our little boundary box. So we gonna take the word flaccid and we're gonna put it in there with my mom's titties with your erection problems, and we're gonna close this box and we're gonna throw this bitch in the ocean. And the only way that you can get to this box is you got to be motherfucking Jacques Cousteau. We cool? [Suddenly realizes that they're now being watched all the while by store customers] Oh shit. We gotta go. Mother: [Complaining to manager] In front of my babies, you got porno and homo shows up in here?! What kinda freak-ass store is this?! [Sees Lowery and Burnett as they leave] And you two motherfuckers need Jesus! [To children] Cover your ears, baby.

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Marcus Burnett: Megan, what's the name of this boy taking you to the movies? Mike Lowery: Reggie. Daddy, please don't embarrass me and ask him a lot of questions. Everybody knows you're a cop, and it makes people nervous. Marcus Burnett: Well, why nervous? He on crack? [Opens door to Mike Lowery while holding golf club] It's cool? Yeah. Come in. Mike Lowery: What'd you...? I got a sneak and peek. Judge Sinclair said we can go into the mortuary tonight. We can't touch nothing, but if we find something... he'll give us a righteous warrant. Marcus Burnett: You love pissing Captain Howard off, don't you? Mike Lowery: It's what I do. So when you start playing golf? Hey, so you real serious about this transfer thing, huh? I mean, you been quitting for 10 years. I just always thought it was... how you dealt with all this shit. Marcus Burnett: It's what's best for me and my family. Look, I'm gonna get my stuff, man. Mike Lowery: [Looking through a high school yearbook picture of himself lookin

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Marcus Burnett: Mike, have some dignity! Mike Lowery: What? I ain't doin' nothin'. Burnett: Cover the titties. Lowery: What-what-what am I gonna do with these big-ass dead titties? Burnett: But you're lookin' at them. Lowery: There's...something's seriously wrong with your brain, man. Burnett: Just cover up the titties. Lowery: God...damn!

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