- [McQ witnesses a robbery in which the crooks get away in a green and yellow laundry van. McQ chases the van in his Pontiac Firebird, roaring through back alleys and crowded civilian streets, and up the Interstate highway. He finally forces the van off the road, only to find that he has pulled over an empty, identical green and yellow laundry van from the same company]
- McQ: Who are you working for?
- Laundry Delivery Man: [horrified] I... I work for the laundry!
- McQ: Well, why'd you blast through those stop signs?
- Laundry Delivery Man: Well, the way you were chasing me, I thought you were some kind of... *nut!*
- Kosterman: Lon, I know you. I'm not gonna stand for you making up your own rules. You're not going to pull that Mickey Peters thing again!
- McQ: Peters was a hood and everybody knew it!
- Kosterman: Yeah, and you weren't satisfied with throwing him up on the roof! You had to go up there and throw him back down! Six months in the hospital! Four lawyers screaming about his civil rights!
- McQ: Well, it kept him off the streets, didn't it?
- Police Officer: What happened?
- McQ: [after punching a radical who insulted him] He bumped into a chair.
- [McQ's Pontiac has just been sandwiched and smashed between two semi trucks in an alley. The cops arrive and find McQ in the wreckage]
- Police Officer: How bad are you hurt?
- McQ: How the hell do I know? Get some foam on this thing! I'm up to my butt in gas!
- McQ: [looking at the body of Toms, whom he has just shot. Sarcastically] Franklin Toms: Servant of the People.