Hill Street Blues

Belker: I'm supposed to spend four whole days giving some Hollywood dirt bag some girl scout tour of this precinct? Furillo: Precisely. Belker: (walks out into hallway to greet his Hollywood charge) C'mon, spittoon face.

Martinez: What we're looking at here is your classic colonial exploitations of the natives!

Coffey: Look, Mr. Smith, we've come to get your telephone. Can you just tell us where it is? Smith: You'll never find it! I-I dropped it in a time warp… between 1771 and 44 A.D.

Belker: Look, hairball, I'll tell you this: I got stuff that took me two weeks to set up. Tomorrow you find yourself a new babysitter.

Washington: (holding up a bag of drugs) Oh, man, look at all this powdered sugar! What were you doing, my man, making a cake?