Crowley: (taking the arrest complaint to the man who picked his pocket) Read this for me, wilya? I can't see without my glasses.
Jackson: It's your standard felony complaint 155-34. It ought to get me about 1 to 5. With good behavior I should back on the streets in '77. A little more resentful towards society. With a little less faith in the capacity of human beings to forgive.
Crowley: Hey, wait a minute. I didn't steal your wallet. You stole mine.
Jackson: Vengeance is mine sayeth the Lord..
Crowley: The Lord gots nothing to do with this. The Lord didn't walk into that bar and steal my wallet.
Jackson: You got a chance here to teach a person a great moral lesson. You know what? Get lost.