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Sweet Science

Blair: Well, it wasn't really like that. I just kinda went over there; I was just trying to talk everybody down, you know.

Roy: Yeah, yeah, yeah. When that failed he took a brick, threw it through the furniture store window, and it was on from there.

Blair: To create a diversion -- set the alarm off -- get the cops theere. And if I remember correctly, both of us ended up getting our asses kicked waiting for them.

Blair: He's a great guy.

Jim: Who'd figure you with him?

Blair: I know.

Jamie: Yeah. I remember you, man. You're that rich white dude that came around, slumming with my brother back in the day, right?

Blair: Well, you got the white part right, yeah.

Jim: Whoa. Yeah, yeah, yeah. What's up, Tiger?

Blair: I don't know, man. That fight last night must have touched something primal in me. I had this dream last night that I was a boxer.

Jim: You? Involved in the sweet science? I have a hard time picturing that. I mean, the flowing silk robes and goofy shorts I can see, but I thought you were a lover, not a fighter.

Blair: Yeah. Yeah, you're right. It was fun for a little while though, you know. Although, the Maoris staged hand-to-hand fights to purify themselves for sexual encounters.

Jim: We're just trying to cover all the angles here, Chief.

Blair: Well, those angles suck, Jim.

Jim: I know how you feel about Roy, but you got to remain objective here.

Blair: I'm trying to, Jim; I'm trying. It's just that I'm so... I'm just so damn mad, you know?! I mean, all that time we're growing up he's got in all these fights and nobody's believing in him and things happen for him and then this.

Jim: I hear what you're saying but keep your emotions in check. You let your anger run away with you, you got no business being on the case. Do you hear what I'm saying?

Blair: Oh, damn it. I got to get out of here.

Jim: Hey, why don't we grab a bite to eat, huh? My treat.

Blair: I appreciate that, Jim, but, uh...I got to be alone, you know?

Blair: I thought part of being a cop was keeping an open mind.

Jim: My mind is open, Chief. I just hope yours is.

Blair: To what?

Jim: To the possibility that Jamie is the killer.

Blair: First you got Jamie killing Roy in a crime of passion, right?

Jim: It's a theory.

Blair: Now, you got Jamie killing Rock for killing Roy. Well, guess what, man? You don't get to have it both ways.

Blair: Simon, I work my ass off for you and I think I have helped you put together a pretty good string of heavy convictions here. And if you ask me, I think I've conducted myself the same, if not better, than any rookie out there.

Simon: Is that what's going on here? Nobody denies your contribution.

Blair: How come the only thing I hear is "Hey, Sandburg, get out of the way. Hey, Sandburg, you're not a cop."

Simon: Because you aren't a cop, but that doesn't take away from your contribution.

Blair: Then why the hell don't you ever say it?

Simon: Because I run a police department here, not some damn encounter group.

Simon: Sandburg. Look, I don't know what demons you have dancing in your head, but let's clear up my end. If for any reason I have given you the impression that I do not appreciate and value the contribution that you give to this department...I apologize.

Blair: You mean that?

Simon: Yeah, Blair, I do.

Blair: Well, thank you. Uh...that means a lot to me.

Jamie: I don't believe you, man.

Blair: You got to trust me, all right? I'll go out with you. If I go out with you, they'll have to shoot me, too, all right?

Jim: Sandburg, get back!

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