James Payton: So, you Omar! Damn, man! You ain't what I pictured. You ain't nothing but a black dude. Probably from Decatur.
James Payton: You want to marry my sister? Show me you're worthy of her. And prove to me you got what it takes.
Ben Barber: How do you want me to do that? I don't get it.
James Payton: Tomorrow, I'm going to take you on a ride-along. You can show me what kind of man you're made of. And prove to me that you deserve somebody as special as Angela.
Ben Barber: Hell yeah.
James Payton: Got a little kick to it.
Ben Barber: Oh, shit! My stomach in my ass.
James Payton: Oh, yeah, you're ready for the streets.
Ben Barber: This gun should be banned.
James Payton: Aw, damn, it's Sir Scream-a-Lot.
Ben Barber: I was responding to a hostile situation, James. I have no shame in that. You call for backup when there's a hostile situation.
James Payton: That wasn't calling for backup. That was a high-pitched scream, and you pushed my sister in the way.
Ben Barber: I pushed your sister out of harm's way. You shined the light at us, James.
