Baretta: Guy couldn't kill nobody.
Rooster: No man, Joey got his hands on a piece of iron, he'd have a heart attack.
Baretta: Yeah, well I got you convinced, and you got me convinced. But what I gotta do is find somebody else that belongs to our club.
Rooster: You're supposed to be a detective, ain't ya.
Baretta: Yeah my man, but ah hold on for a second, I ain't a black man.
Rooster: But you could of fooled me!
Baretta: What I'm tryin' to say is that all them kitties in that neighborhood who coulda or did see somethin' ain't likely to talk to me.
Rooster: Oh, so you figure they gonna talk to me.
Baretta: Partner if I talk to you anybody will. This is kinda important do you want some scratch up front.
Rooster: No, I don't want to see a brother get fried man. I find somethin' you hit me.
Baretta: Your all heart partner, your all heart.
Rooster: I got a wallet though too brother. I don't eat from my heart you know. Takes green, takes green baby.
Baretta: City ain't got no green.
Rooster: What's that!?!