- Captain Howard: The horse represents all of our fears and traumas and it's got us running around a hundred miles an hour to the point where we can't even answer a simple question: Where are you going? Where are you going Mike? Mike, you gotta take control of your life. You gotta grab the reins before your horse runs you off a cliff.
- Captain Howard: Look at all this carnage!
- Mike: Aw come on Cap, I didn't do all this shit. They did this to each other.
- Captain Howard: Wait, wait. You didn't shoot anybody?
- Mike: Well, come on Cap, you know I shot somebody.
- Marcus: [finding the weapons stash in the motorcycle sidecar] It's like an angry white man's basement in here!
- Marcus: So, what you gonna do when you see him? You really gonna put your son behind bars?
- Mike: No. I'm gonna kill him.
- Marcus: Kill him? You really gonna kill your own son, Mike?
- Mike: I'm gonna put him in a fucking bag.
- Marcus: You realize you will go to hell?
- Mike: I don't believe in hell, Marcus.
- Marcus: Well, it believes in you. I mean, killing your own son. Brother, that's a darkness that swallows you whole.
- Mike: Well, maybe I've already been swallowed. I died, remember? I'm ending this shit, man.
- Marcus: [during a heated argument with Mike] How *dare* you... I sat by your bedside, wiped the goddamn drool off your chin, and now *you* disrespect me like that in my own home?
- Mike: [Marcus starts to cry while holding his grandchild] Uh uh. Ok, that's that shit.
- Marcus: No, Mike.
- Mike: Stop it.
- Marcus: The baby...
- Mike: Seriously!
- Marcus: Look at the baby...
- Mike: OK, you know what? I'll be outside when you get your shit together.
- [leaves]
- Marcus: [still emotional] Mike, the baby...
- Manny: [handcuffed to his own table] Yo, this ain't no fuckin' cop shit! What happened to reading me my rights? This is not how it's supposed to go! You know, you're supposed to ask me questions, and then I tell you, "go fuck yourself!"