Ox: Knock, knock!
Sergeant Moses Hightower: Who's there?
Ox: Buu!
Sergeant Moses Hightower: Buu, who?
Ox: Quit crying! This will be over in a moment!
[Hightower lets go of Ox]
Sergeant Moses Hightower: Fighting is one thing, but bad jokes is where I draw the line!
[Hightower hits Ox and knocks him out]
[subtitled version]
Rättens ordförande: I have to remind that you testify under oath.
Seth Rydell: Mm. But I saw nothing.
Åklagare: Then perhaps you can explain how you could see nothing. Since you in the police interviews have said that you were in the same shower room.
Seth Rydell: Soap, in the eyes.
Åklagare: Must surely have heard the scream?
Seth Rydell: I could put it like this… If you hear a scream and you stand in the shower in a big fucking shower room and your eyes are full with soap, is your first thought that there's some poor fellow who's getting stuffed down in the corner? No, that is hardly the first thought. You'll think, just as I did, that there is someone who has got soap in their eyes. And I want to add that the County Council's soap is strong as hell.
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: Some dickhead is standing in my sun!
Sgt. Nick Lassard: Oh, Captain Harris! Hey, I didn't see you there. You know, I don't think we've been introduced. My name is Nick…
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: I don't care who you are, buttwipe. Just get out of my sun!
Sgt. Nick Lassard: Buttwipe?
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: Scram, sleazeball!
Sgt. Nick Lassard: Okay, fine.
[Leaves]
Sgt. Nick Lassard: Buttwipe, huh? Never heard that before.
Lt. Proctor: That was great, Sir!
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: Proctor?
Lt. Proctor: Yes, Sir?
Capt. Thaddeus Harris: Now you're in my sun.
Marcus: I'mma penetrate this man's soul wit my heart.
Mike: What?
Captain Harris: Don't touch those! Don't you ever touch my balls without asking!
Marcus Burnett: [while Reggie stands at the front door of the house] You a virgin?
Reggie: Yes.
Marcus Burnett: Good. Keep it that way. Ain't gonna be no fucking tonight.
Athena Atlas: It's so American.
[Mike, Marcus, and Julie start arguing, nobody paying attention to his gun; Julie just walks out]
Store Clerk: Hey, freeze bitch!
Mike Lowrey: [as he points the gun her way, in a flash Mike and Marcus stop arguing and point their guns at his head] YOU freeze, bitch!
Store Clerk: Oh shit, I'm fucked.
Mike Lowrey: Now back up, put the gun down, and get me a pack of Tropical Fruit Bubblicious.
Marcus Burnett: And some Skittles.
Ox: Knock, knock!
Sergeant Moses Hightower: Who's there?
Ox: Buu!
Sergeant Moses Hightower: Buu, who?
Ox: Quit crying! This will be over in a moment!
[Hightower lets go of Ox]
Sergeant Moses Hightower: Fighting is one thing, but bad jokes is where I draw the line!
[Hightower hits Ox and knocks him out]
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: Wait until you see it.
Norman Ellison: See what?
Boyd 'Bible' Swan: What a man can do to another man.