Cpt. Jenko quotes from 21 Jump Street

Breakfast?

No, thanks. I'll grab an omelette later.

Uh-uh. No, you won't. When was the last time you saw a teenager have a cup of black coffee and an omelet for breakfast? Uh-uh. From now on, it's potato chips, soda pop, French fries and pizza, man. It's the Pepsi Generation, sport! [throws Hanson a bag of chips]

[catching the chips] Don't call me "sport," okay?

Hey, pard, I'm your boss. I'll call you anything I want. Have a seat, sport.

Now we're about four weeks ahead of you here, Hanson. So I'm going to have to rush you through some of the training.

What kind of training?

Hoffs! Gonna teach you how to be a teenager again, sport. How does that grab you? I'm talking about the bad kind. The kind that gets into trouble. The kind you're going to have to be like so's they think you're one of them. Dig. Hey, Hoffs! Wake up!

Relax, relax, I'm up.

Hoffs, Hanson. Hanson, Hoffs.

(slow, nervous smile spreading across his face) Hi.

Jude, run this cat down to wardrobe and see if we can take some of the cop out of his presentation. And for God's sake, do something about the Jack Kennedy haircut too, will ya?

Go with what Officer Hoffs tells you, Hanson. Been real, bro! Stick with Hoffs here and hook us up with a little field training tonight. [He gives Hanson an elaborate handshake which ends with Cpt. Jenko running his hand through his hair while Hanson's hand is still stuck out] Later!

(to Hoffs) Are you kidding me?

Oh, so Jenk's a little bit of a hang-on hippie. Big deal! 'Cause when it comes to going undercover, the dude is the best. [sticking out hand] I'm Judy Hoffs.

Uh, that's okay, honey. My people don't do that anymore. [gives regular handshake while patting Hanson's hand condescendingly]

Oh. [holds out bag of chips] Chip?

Terrific! Terrific! What the hell are you doing, Hanson?!

Making an arrest! Suspect threatened to kill me. [pulls out filled Ziplock bag] But not until I made the purchase. Open and shut. Solicit of sale and we made the exchange. [to the man on the ground] Didn't we, Jase? Didn't we, Jase?!

Hey, save it. Save it, man. What the hell are you going to charge him with? Illegal sale of a pair of smelly socks?

What are you talking about?

What's this? [pulls out a pair of socks from the Ziplock bag] What's this?! Panama brown? Huh? Hey, why don't you save 'em, pal? I like to wear the ones with the little turtles on the ankle pockets.

He was burning you, pal! Huh?! Good work, Hanson! Good work, Hanson! Good work, man, good licks! You just used up a punk we've been watching for six months on an ADW, which will be knocked down to brandishing by noon tomorrow! Even a boot like you should know that. [to a uniformed officer] Take him in, Artie.

Captain Jenko, look, I'm sorry. I-

Hey, man, save it. And don't call me "Captain!"

Look, I was just trying to do my job here!

Trying to what? Trying to cowboy the deal is what! Make a big collar, be a real cop. Now, with you being a real cop, I gotta pull Penhall out. Because every punk that's been hanging with Jase'll be able to make him easier than Elton John in a hat shop!

Well, well, well. Farrrrrr out. Looks like we got a Japanese Elvis Presley, a pimp, and the butler.

With the budget we got, you're lucky we could afford to rent the pants.

Maybe you should go without the pants. Tell 'em you're a poor butler. [stands up, shouting] Judith Esther! If you don't get that dress on soon girl, I'm gonna come up there and staple it on! [back to the men] I got the fire department on standby. But the key word here, amigos, is prevention. So if and when you spot Miss Wacko, whoever, just waltz her right out of the place. Dig?

Well, that oughta be easy. I mean, we don't even know who we're looking for.

Well, leave it to your buddy there, Iceberg Slim. I understand he's got great instincts when it comes to the ladies. Right, Mr. Penhall?

Hoffs will be your date, Harry. Lucky Miss Kenny gets the butler, and Casanova, you know who you're with.

The one with the great personality. [to Ioki] Trade you for Hoffs.

Bud, I don't know if I'd trust you fucking my great-grandmother.