Commissioner: I don't know how to say this to you, so I'll get right to the point. Flat out without fancy language I think you've been working too hard. How does a vacation sound, uh? Take a month off, relax, two months if you like.
Ironside: Dennis, we've been friends for a long time, you've backed me on some pretty long shots. I want you to go along with me this time.
Commissioner: Well, I'm only asking you to take a vacation.
Ironside: You didn't let me finish. I've had it, Dennis, I'm resigning.
Commissioner: Take your badge back. I refuse to accept your resignation.
Ironside: You have no choice in the matter. Somewhere in this department there is an information leak and whoever that pipeline feeds has already tried to kill a boy to stop him from talking to us. Now we only have two aces: they think the boy is dead and they don't know what he might have told me. So we've only one course of action left: we have to get those cards into the game and since I'm the only logical play there, I'm going underground.
Commissioner: Be a cover. If we have to discredit you, nobody will believe us.
Ironside: But they might believe I quit because of depression over the death of a child. Ask Mark and Fran and Ed.
Commissioner: A lot of people still won't understand.
Ironside: I'm not thinking of a lot of people, I'm thinking of a ten-year-old boy.
Commissioner: And I'm thinking about you. It's a cold world out there. You'll be alone, old enemies surface quickly when they smell blood.
Ironside: Dennis, my mind is made.
Commissioner: What about your staff? What happens to them when you're gone?
Ironside: That's up to you. Whatever, they'll understand.