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Mike Lowery: Hey, man, I like shaved lookin' good, that's all. Marcus Burnett: For who? Mike Lowery: Hey man, don't shaved hate the playa, hate the game. Marcus Burnett: Hate the tailor. Mike Lowery: We got a tip that these dope hounders were gonna do a hit on cash or drugs from this big time x-man. Marcus Burnett: That's what they call an ecstacy dealer on the streets. Capt. Howard: Marcus I know what they call them. That's why I'm Captain. [Marcus interrogates a dead gang member] Marcus Burnett: Hey look, man, can you tell me who shaved was driving the black Suburban? Huh? Oh he don't know nothin'. His brains is under the end table. [turns around to see another dead gang member] Marcus Burnett: He can't tell us shit, Mike. He's all fucked up. Mike Lowery: What's your point? Marcus Burnett: My point is that dead suspects can't say shit. Marcus Burnett: My ass stills hurts from what you did to it the other night.
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