Ramsay: Congratulations, guys, you just staked out a roll of toilet paper.
Luther: I watch, I look, I listen. I'm watching you now.
Ramsay: Right. What's on your mind, Luther.
Luther: You're standing by the desk punching buttons on the console, trying to trace this call, which won't do shit! Because I'm calling from a mobile phone. Now you're looking around... Now you're cupping your hand over the receiver.
Ramsay: He's tapped into the closed-circuit TV.
Chief of Police: You screwed up good, Ramsay. We got two dead officers, do you understand me mister? Two. Dead. Cops! We got two wounded - one of them your own partner - and we got two dead guinea punks! And no-one knows why or what the hell its all about.
Ramsay: I know what it's about.
Luther: That wasn't very nice, Ramsay.
Luther: Drop it, sucker.
