Rome: Only my homebros call me Rome, Pig!
Brain: I’m not a cop anymore, bro.
Rome: Is that true? Blondie here’s not a cop any more?
Bilkins: That’s true. No badge. Oh, here we go.
Brain: You still fight like shit, you still fight like shit. You better chill.
Rome: What the hell are you doing here. O’conner? I’ll choke you. You should’ve told me. I did three years. Brain.
Brain: I told you it wasn’t my fault.
Rome: Why did you come here, O’conner?
Brain: I got a deal for you.
Rome: When I needed your ass, you were nowhere to be found. Now you try to hand out deals!
Brain: I need you to come to Miami and drive with me. If you do, they’ll take off that anklet and they’ll clear your entire record.
Rome: I did three years in jail. Three years in jail off you, Brain. I know you better than you think.
Rome: Maybe you don’t, maybe you don’t.