Family Matters

Carl: Edward, you know I tracked down those cops that pulled you over, and I had a little chat with them, and you were right son, they did harrass you. Eddie: I told you Dad! Carl: Son, it's not that I didn't believe you. But I am a cop, I had to check it out for myself. Now I hope you'll understand that. Eddie: Yeah, I guess I do. Carl: Good. First thing tomrrow, we'll go down and file a complaint. Eddie: A COMPLAINT?! THAT'S IT?! THOSE GUYS SHOULD BE ARRESTED, OR WORSE! Carl: Now Edward... Eddie: Dad, I'll never forget what they did to me! They treated me like an animal! Carl: Son, try to calm down. Eddie: Calm down?! How do I calm down, Dad?! How do I do that when I'm so angry inside?! Carl: Edward, this has happened to me, I've been there. But there are two ways to deal with anger: you can hold on to it, let it eat you away inside, or you can give that anger a voice and do something to make a difference.

(Carl just finished an argument with Officer Evans, a racist police officer) Carl: Just a second, son. How long have you been on the force? Officer Carmichael: About a year, almost. Carl: And you like being a cop? Officer Carmichael: Yes, sir. Carl: Why? It's a very dangerous job, you put your life on the line every day, and you never get credit for it. Officer Carmichael: Yeah, well, I just thought I'd make a difference, you know? Good guys against bad guys. Carl: Well, that's a very good reason. Just one problem, son... your partner is one of the bad guys.

(Carl is talking to Evans and Carmichal about their pulling Eddie over) Evans: It was your kid who messed up, so don't try to take it out on me, alright? Carl: No, it's not alright. And do you know why it's not alright, Evans? Because I think that you rousted my son! Evans: NO WAY! He fit the description of a car jacker we've been looking for. Carl: That will not cut it, Evans! Because I am familiar with all of the outstanding car jacking bulletins, and not one suspect even remotely resembles my son! Evans: Come on, give me a break! It's dark, it's a black guy! Carl: (very sarcastically) Oh, case closed, lock him up.

Carl: You work the Burlington Heights district, right? Evans: Yeah. Carl: Did you pull over a '77 Dodge Monaco last night? The driver was a black teenager. Evans: Ran a stop sign. Carl: It was failure to signal. Evans: And who are you, the activist on the force? Carl: No, I'm a father on the force; that kid was my son.

Carl: (sitting with Evans and Carmichael, to the waitress) I'll have a cruller and a cup of coffee, black.

Carl: How about some pie? Harriette: I'd love some. Carl: Me, too, bring me a piece. Estelle: Carl, you lazy slug, get it yourself. Carl: Okay, Mama. Estelle: As long as you're up, get me a piece, too.

Harriette: Eddie, what was the charge? Eddie: Failure to signal! Estelle: I got a ticket once. Did you know the sidewalk isn't a passing lane?