Because before I try to talk to Amanda about how her parents were drug dealers, I need to go get you and I a couple of hotel rooms, because obviously we're going to be sticking around for a little while. Don't you wish you'd packed a bag now? [Duffy hands her the keys and she sits down] What are you, a giraffe?
I've got that seat right how I like it. You move it, you better know how to move it back. I'm serious. You better know how to move it back! [Timoney drives away] Man. Short people.
You know what? You were an awfully brave girl last night, and that's okay because you're going to have to keep doing that, okay? Guess what? I didn't tell you this before, but my mom died, too, when I was just a little older than you. Gosh, I was mad, and I missed her, and some days I completely forgot about her and that really made me feel awful, and when I felt awful I felt mad again. So there's no right way to feel about something this terrible happening, okay? The right way is however you feel. Right now I feel sad. I feel really sad, because I don't like many people. Especially little people. I like you. I like you a lot.
My first foot post was in east Harlem. I've got twenty-seven years on the job. I've shot people, but I've never killed no one. I leave the city for one day, two bodies.
