Dempsey and Makepeace

Dempsey: You can tell a lot about a person by their gun. Makepeace: So what can you tell me. Dempsey: Small, but effective. Hardly used. Makepeace: Let me see yours. Hmm, oversized, overused and over here. Dempsey: Cute.

Makepeace: So, what's bothering you? Dempsey: The weather? I don't know how you put up with it, makes me think of New York. Maybe I'm homesick. Makepeace: No, but what's really bothering you? Dempsey: Can't do it no more, Harry. I'm losing it, I'm missing, lost my edge. Maybe I'm burned out. Makepeace: This Lymon is really getting to you, isn't he? Dempsey: Lymon. Makepeace: You know something, he reminds me of you. Dempsey: It's not Lymon. Makepeace: He threw your operation, he killed Miller. He gave you the slip, not once, but twice, and he's always a step ahead of you. Dempsey: So is my shadow. Makepeace: And you can't catch that either. Dempsey: Maybe he's the bogeyman. Makepeace: Maybe he's what you would've been, if you weren't a cop.