Carl, Stamps and others in “Unfinished Business”

Carl

[Walks up to her] Sergeant Stamps.

Need you to apologize to Mr. McManus, Carl.

Carl

That the guy with the "Merce-Benz"?

He's filing a brutality claim against you.

Carl

Me?! What?! Why?!

I'm gonna go with door number two... slamming the guy against his car.

This can all go away. Say a few words, "I'm sorry," blah, blah, blah.

Carl

Seriously?

Most likely, he'll drop the claim. It'll save the department K.

Carl

So what? Every time someone complains, we just apologize and it goes away?

If the person's a rich a-hole with an attorney.

[Chuckles] Ready?

You got this, Carl.

[Carls walks up to Stamps with McManus] Mr. McManus, Officer Gallagher has something to say to you.

Excuse me if I don't, uh, do a jig. I got two dislocated discs in my neck, thanks to you.

Carl

I'm very sorry about that, sir. I was out of line, and it won't happen again. Well, I hope we can all put this behind us.

Officer Gallagher, you may go back to work now.

Carl

Thank you, ma'am. [Walks away]

That's it? You're gonna let him get off that easily?

Gallagher, hold up.

I'm a victim here.

Carl

Yes. Yes, you are, sir.

I was simply double-parked in front of my building, and you slammed my body up against my car.

Carl

I'm sorry about that.

[Sighs] Well, now I know how every Black person in America feels.

Carl

Did you actually just say that?

Say what?

Carl

That you, a privileged piece of shit who evicts people from their apartments can relate to how Black people feel, who are literally m*rder*d at the hands of the police department?

Well, yes, as a matter of fact, I do relate to them.

Carl

No, stop. I was fine apologizing to your entitled ass to make this all go away, but I can't play this game anymore. I spent the last few months trying to figure out what kind of cop I wanna be, and I'll say this...

I haven't met a lot of good role models here. Why don't we regroup and...

Carl

...but this jagoff made me realize what kind of cop I wanna be now.

I'm not sure you'll have much of a choice at this point.

Carl

I wanna be the type a cop who stands up for those who don't have a voice... The lost, the forgotten. They deserve a fair share, even if that means rich pricks like you, Mr. McManus, have to pay the price in order to re-balance the scales of justice. So, with that being said, I take my apology back.

Mm-hmm. I'll see you in court, dickwad. [Walks away]

[Softly] Gallagher.

Last piece of pound cake! Goin' once, goin' twice, sold to Arthur Tipping!