Internal Affairs
1990
(Peck and Avila are discussing Avila's wife, Kathleen) Dennis Peck: She's very pretty too. A little skinny for my taste, but they say the skinny ones give good head so... (Raymond knocks him to the ground) Dennis Peck: OK, here's what's going to happen. I'm gonna fuck her for a while and teach her how to come. Raymond Avila: Get up! Dennis Peck: Then that way, she can show you what she likes! (Raymond decks Dennis again) Dennis Peck: They said you're a pretty good boxer, Raymond. You're pretty fucking good. (coughing blood) Not bad! Raymond Avila: (throws a handkerchief at Peck) Clean yourself up! Dennis Peck: Give my best to Kathleen!
Amy Wallace: What Oat's said about your fellow officers honouring and respecting you is, as you probably know, complete crap. Most of the cops hate our guts. To the extent that they credit us with having any. They think we're climbers who went into I.A.D. for the promotions, which is true, not that we necessarily get them. So, they're polite because they're afraid of us. That's all.
Amy Wallace: (talking about Dennis Peck) You're fucking him, aren't you? Penny Stretch: Get out of my house. Raymond Avila: I hope you got off, Pen. Penny Stretch: GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!
Amy Wallace: You know all your friends from the force? You don't have them anymore.
Dennis Peck: (after decking Raymond in an elevator) Hi, Raymond! (referring to Raymond's wife) You know what she really wanted? You know? Yeah, I should have guessed. She liked it in the ass, Raymond. That's right. Right in the fucking ass! Drove her crazy. She came so much, for a second I thought she was going to pass out on me. (decks Raymond again) You know what they say about Latin fighters, Raymond? You know what they say? Too fucking MACHO! That's right. TOO FUCKING MACHO! They don't backpedal when they have to. So they're used up. Young. (dangles a pair of panties in front of Raymond, then gives them to him) Yeah, why don't you clean yourself up with that. That's right. Clean yourself up.
Raymond Avila: (Raymond has caught Dennis is his home) Get off my bed! Dennis Peck: (about shooting Amy Wallace) Sorry about the dyke, Raymond. Cute little ass. (Raymond decks him) Dennis Peck: (spitting blood) You're so fucking easy, Raymond. Like a big baby with buttons all over. I push the buttons. (draws a knife) Raymond Avila: Put the knife down! (Dennis doesn't, so Raymond shoots him) Dennis Peck: (to Kathleen) You think he was aiming for my leg? That's pretty good. You're pretty good there, Raymond. Raymond Avila: I'm taking you in. Dennis Peck: Fuck you! You're so correct. You don't feel (attempts to get up) because YOU do not have CHILDREN! (gets up) Everything changes when you have children. You don't think about yourself anymore. You think about nothing but them. You'd go around the world for them, you SELFISH YUPPIE! (runs for Raymond with the knife, Raymond shoots Dennis twice, killing him)
(Steven has just walked in on Peck having sex with his wife, Tovah) Steven Arrocas: (to Tovah) I could kill you. Dennis Peck: Go ahead. (throws him a gun) Kill her. Come on, Steven. Be a man! Kill her. She paid me to kill you. She did. (whispers in his ear) Go on, shoot her. She's a tramp. She's a *big* tramp. Your parents are dead, and you've got a tramp for a wife. She fucks everybody. (gunshot) Dennis Peck: Steven, that was my foot.
(conferring in private after Raymond offered immunity to Van Stretch) Amy Wallace: You are not authorized to make this deal. It's a violation even to *offer* it! Raymond Avila: Look at him. He wants to talk. If Peck were clean, there'd be nothing to talk about. Amy Wallace: I am the senior partner. *Your* mistakes go on *my* file! Either you retract the offer to Van or *I will*! (Raymond shakes his head) Amy Wallace: All right. How about this then? Why don't you and Dennis Peck both *pull them out* and I'll decide which one's bigger!