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Just because your dad is Chief Fucking Marcus Banks, that doesn't mean you get to crawl out of this shit!

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Where's Gump 2?

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Angie: What the fuck is wrong with you? You're an undercover op! You don't clear it! There is no coronation! No backup! We are the homicide! We caught the drug dealers at a fucking hotel! I've got a dozen 911 calls from me! What someone got killed? Zeke: Look, there were four people last week and we got 'em! And we couldn't gotten more if my cover wasn't blown! Angie: Fuck your cover, Zeke! You are off on your own! As usual and with no backup! Angie: Nothing! Zeke: No backup?! Because there's nobody on the force I can fucking trust! Angie: From now on, you're gonna learn to be a team player. You're getting a partner. Jeanie, send Schenk in! Zeke: Do I look like a fucking Jamaican nanny?! Do I smell like Jerk Sauce and Baby Wipes?! No! Me no want no partner! I'm not babysitting some fucking rook! Angie: Yes, you are! Just because your dad is Chief Fucking Marcus Banks that doesn't mean you get out of the shit! Zeke: Stop making this about my father, okay? He's gone. You're the head of t

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Schenk: How do you take coffee in the morning? Zeke: Alone. Schenk: ...okay. Hey, man, I get it. I wouldn't wanna be stuck with some random kid, either. Zeke: You don't wanna be my partner. Schenk: You don't know that. Your dad's the reason for all of this. He's why I want to do this in the first place. Zeke: And I'm not him. Prepare to be underwhelmed.

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Schenk: My wife and I, we’re doing this counseling. She’s got me, uh, working on, like, communication. Zeke: Counseling? Yeah, that’s nice. Yeah, my wife fucked the counselor.

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Fitch: If that spiral is what I think it is... Zeke: Jigsaw? Schenk: Wait, I thought the Jigsaw killer was dead. Zeke: Yeah, but if it's another copycat... Fitch: ...it's gonna be a shitshow.

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Marcus: You pull a gun on your old man? You outta your fuckin' mind? I could've killed you! Zeke: What are you talking about? I got the gun. Marcus: I could've killed you. Zeke: How'd you get in here? Marcus: Did you forget who the landlord is? Zeke: Yeah, but that doesn't give you the right to just walk in here anytime you want. Renters got rights Marcus: You start paying some rents, you can get some rights. Marcus: Heard about Boz. You all right? Zeke: No, Dad. I'm... I'm fucked up. Marcus: Sorry to hear that. I know how close you are. Jigsaw copycat. Marcus: That could be difficult. Zeke: What are you saying? Marcus: Nothing. Just, you know, being lead detective, a lot of responsibility Zeke: You got a problem with that? Or are you just scared that I'm gonna embarrass you? Marcus: See? That right there. This ain't about you. You always making shit about you. That's the shit that ruined your career and your marriage. Zeke: So, now you're giving fatherly advice. Marcus: What you talki

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Where the fuck were all of you, huh? My son called for backup three times in eight minutes and none of you motherfuckers could get here?! Nobody? Nothing? Crickets. All right, this is what I'm going to do. I'm going to call Dispatch and find out who was closest available. And when I do, I'm going to take this gun, and shoot that motherfucker. We clear? Fitch, it was you? (Punches him in the head with a gun) You were fucking with my son again?! GOD DAMN YOU, SON OF A BITCH! GET OFF OF ME! (To Fitch) YOU'RE DONE, MOTHERFUCKER, YOU HEAR ME?! YOU'RE FUCKING DONE! DON'T LET ME SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN!

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Drug Dealer: My fucking leg! Zeke: Why do you make this shit so hard? What if I really wanted to get fucked up? Drug Dealer: Motherfucker... Drug Dealer: (Groaning) My fucking leg! Zeke: That leg is fucked up! Yo, yo, yo, yo! Let me get a shot from the Gram. Hold on for one second. Drug Dealer: Fuck... Fuck you! Zeke: Can I tag you, Motherfucker? Drug Dealer: Fuck you.... William: (Pulls out a picture) You've seen this man before? Drug Dealer: I ain't telling you shit! Zeke: Why, 'cause you're worried about that bone sticking out your leg? Why don't you let me sterilize it? Drug Dealer: No... No... No! Fuck!

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O'Brien: Is that fucking skin? Zeke: (Reading) Am I getting under your skin, Detective Banks? Careful. While you're looking for more bodies to drop, I'll take your head.

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O'Brien: Zeke, what's going on?! Zeke: He's got her! O'Brien: Who's got her? Zeke: The killer has Angie! O'Brien: I guess you didn't hear, the killer attacked the cop at 3rd and Beaman. Zeke: That was just a diversion to get us out of the precinct! O'Brien: She's down in the fucking basement!

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Zeke: (Seeing a still alive William Schenk standing in front of him) You disloyal piece of shit! Schenk: (Paused) I've been loyal to you since the first day we met. The day your partner killed my father.

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Schenk: You're different. You're Metro's finest. That's why I wanna team up with you on this. You find the dirty cops and I'll take care of the rest. Zeke: You want me to help you kill cops? Schenk: No, fuck no! Just the bad ones.