E. Hawke: This car is not from the motor pool.
D. Glover: It’s not, sexy though, ain’t it?
E. Hawke: So, where’s the office? Back at division?
D. Glover: You’re in the office, baby.
A. Fuqua: …oh thank god…
D. Glover: Dispatch this is One William Fifty Six, we’re in the street.
A. Fuqua: …what?…
E. Hawke: …Are there new pages?
D. Glover: Dispatch, this is One William Fifty Six, we’re in the street, over. …hey, what’s up?
A. Fuqua: Audio’s coming in production, Danny, just…um…just go ahead with your next line.
E. Hawke: What the hell are you guys talking about?
D. Glover: Dispatch, this is One William Fifty Six, we’re in the street. …… Copy that, Murtaugh out. Okay, Riggs, time to smoke some dust, er, weed.
A. Fuqua: Fuck me.
E. Hawke: I really think I’m missing some pages or something.
D. Glover: We need to go to my friend Roger’s house first. …Hey, can we cut for a minute? Don’t you think we should give Scott Glenn’s character a different name? It’s just confusing to have two Rogers in the same movie.
A. Fuqua: Your character’s name is Alonzo, Danny.
D. Glover: Riggs?
A. Fuqua: Sorry?
D. Glover: Riggs?
A. Fuqua: I…that’s naptime, everyone.
D. Glover: ….riggs….
E. Hawke: I’m hungry, I’m gonna get something to eat.
D. Glover: RIGGS!
