(More coming soon...)
Dryer, a free-spirited defensive end who played with the like of Jack Youngblood, Merlin Olsen and Hacksaw Reynolds, tells a story about being in the huddle at a crucial point when a wild-eyed teammate blurted out, "C'mon, guys! There is no tomorrow!"
Dryer stood up, then walked to the sidelines. Everyone wanted to know what was wrong.
"Nothing," replied Dryer. "But if there is no tomorrow, I'm sure not going to waste my last day playing a football game."
No game is ever as large as it may seem.
H: Have You Been Picking Locks Again?
M: No.
H: Because If you have I'm giving you a spanking at lunch.
M: Eww. I've been picking a lot of locks. All week I'm picking locks.
"Works For Me!"
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M: Yes I do. Got anyone in mind who doesn't look like a cop?
H: Wait just a second. You look more like a cop than I do.
M: Hunter, if you looked any more like a cop they'd give you your own tv show where ya got to play one!
(PAUSE)
I feel like a really bad cup of coffee. Who has the worst coffee around here?
Hunter (smiling): Well we all know that Sid's cafe has the worst of everything.
M: Yeah the worst...I'm buying!
H: Let's blow this pup stand kid!
Hunter: Oh and I just had lunch!
R: Well I hear you made an arrest on the word of a crack dealer who'd sell his lungs if he had to.
H: Walker was an eyewitness whose story checks out!
R: That's bull!
H: Let me tell you something. If I slammed the stories you're slamming Id've been fired a long time ago.
R: Listen. Joe Baker works 6 days a week to support his sister and mother. He takes classes at night and he still has time for that watch program that's trying to clean up his neighborhood.
H: Too bad you listened to Danko!
R: At least Danko and Baker have the guts to do the dirty work!
H: Have you been drinking? If you want to write the story, the REAL story, write our side of it. You'll sell more papers!
R: Yeah? NO! The real story is police manipulation and I know that.
H: Joe Baker beat up a kid...a good kid, a DECENT kid! An honor student even. Did you know he has a full scholorship to Cal. Conservatory? Yeah he does. Now take a nap, wake up and write the truth.
Hunter: No.
McCall: So that's it?
Hunter: That's it!
M: Ya know I wish the commander would give us the time and money to go away to a deserted island.
H: Wait just a second. If I hear you correctly and I think I do, what you're saying to me is you want to go away to a deserted island with me!
M: I'd rather go to Cleveland.
M: What?! Like a dog needs a bone? That's not a very flattering analogy.
H: Well I could've said fleas!
H: *stops* Positively beaming today aren't we?
M:*giggles*-What? Is it that obvious?
H: Uh-huh.
M: Oooh.
H: *Laughing* Well?
M: Well what?
H: Well is this the man or not?
M: *Laughing* I don't know.
H: You don't know?
M: Well...maybe! I'm about 60% sure.
H: 60%?
M: Yeah. I don't know I'll just have to wait and see ya know time will tell. You know that I eventuall want to hang all this up here.--
H: Yeah.
M: I'm serious. I want to be able to have a home that I can share with somebody and I can have those BBQs--
H: *at same time* BBQs
M: On the week-yeah- on the weekends, stuff like that. Ya know.
H: Tiny little McCall's hopping around.
M: Well yes exactly. And maybe Jason is the man that-um-I can share that with. I don't know. I'll have to wait and see.
H: Oh.
M: Of course you know that that means that you will be losing the very best partner you ever had. Do you think you can handle that?
H: Yeah, I think so...only if I'm the bride's maid!
M: *chuckling* Oh! I see! Some little lavendar Chiffon number. Something like that
H: No actually I was thinking of something in lime green.
M: *at same time* Mmmhmmm.
H: With a helmet and maybe a rhinocerous horn coming out here. *motion of a horn coming out of his forehead and curving up*
M: *LAUGHS*
M: I don't want to talk about it.
H: You know if you call one of those 976 party numbers that'll help you
M: *LAUGHING* I'd expect that from you!
M: Yeah he bit her finger off.
ER: Item 5 one 357 magnum revolver seriel number 90711
M: She got even.
ER: Oh the wonderful world of homicide!
M: Isn't it though, bye!
M: Oh so what's the big deal. Every hooker makes that claim.
H:Right. Now you get an idea of what kind of JERK Drasso is. It took a polygraph test to clear me. Can you imagine what it's like sitting there for two days answering personal questions about your sex life?
M: Yeah it's like that every time I go to visit my mother.
H: Well, look how small your stack is compared to mine.
M: You use smaller words.
H: *looking behind her* TOM JONES!
M *turns to look*
H *throws his work on top of hers*
M: *catches on and throws the work back at him* (freeze with the folder flying)
H: Well...no it wasn't.
M: Yeah it was.
H: No it wasn't
M: Yes it was!
H: Humphrey Bogart never said that in the Big Sleep.
(talking to another officer...McCall realizes she has to get going)
M: It WAS from the Big Sleep.
H: No it wasn't.
M: *walking out* Yes it was!
H: *mumbles* I'll give you the Big Sleep!
