A vengeful New York transit cop decides to steal a trainload of subway fares; his foster brother, a fellow cop, tries to protect him.

John: Patterson!
Charlie: came as soon as we could
John: hey, we heard over the scanners. WOO, what a mess. Look, if there's anything we could do to help
Charlie: all you gotta do is ask
Donald Patterson: What are you two bags of shit doing here? You aren't cops no more
John: look man, we here trying to help
Donald Patterson: Hey, sweet pie. How's your cock working now that you ain't got a badge no more?
John: WHAT?
Donald Patterson: Here's what I think of *you fuck-up*
[spits in John's face]
John: you spit in my face!
[John tries to punch Patterson in the face, but Charlie stopped him]
Charlie: Hey, you aren't going to hit him
John: Why not?
Charlie: Cause, I'm gonna hit him
[Charlie tries to punch Patterson in the face, but John stopped him]
John: NO NO NO, your not going to hit him
John, Charlie: WE BOTH HIT HIM
[John and Charlie punch Patterson in the face that sent him flying 25ft across the station platform]
Grace Santiago: [to Charlie] Should we break this up? They're tuggin' at his collar for dear life over there.
Donald Patterson: Did I say that? I didn't say that! All I said was... bad things tend to happen around you two. Some money got lost and I think you two can help me find it.
Charlie: How so?
Donald Patterson: You look for it!
Grace Santiago: [staggers towards platform women; pretending to be drunk] Hey! Hey! That's my man! Get your hands off my man! Are you bitches crazy?
[pulls her sleeves and clenches her fists as she runs towards them]
Grace Santiago: You wanna get hurt, that's what it is!
Woman on Platform: We're sorry, we didn't know it was your man!
Woman on Platform: We're sorry, Merry Christmas to you!
[they get behind the turnstiles]
Grace Santiago: [tries to attack them] Get the hell outta here! Yeah, you better run!
Woman on Platform: [to her friend as they leave the station] It's your fault! You started it!
Woman on Platform: Me? I didn't start anything!
Grace Santiago: [to John] I turn my back for one minute and you're doggin' me?
John: They were huuge!!
Charlie: [back at the booth] Oh, she's beautiful.
Grace Santiago: [positioning John on the poles] Now, you wait right there, all right. You wait right there, and don't you let me see you talkin' to -
[John blows his nose with his hand]
Grace Santiago: You nasty.
[gives a male passerby a dirty look]
Grace Santiago: What you lookin' at? I could kick your ass, too. Shit.
John: No, you ain't gonna hit him.
Charlie: Why not?
John: Because I'm gonna hit him!
[smacks a transit cop in the face]