- Lt. K.C. Trench: [Harry goes to get in the car with Trench and Roberts] Oh, no, Orwell. Carrying a passenger is strictly against the rules.
- Harry Orwell: I didn't know you played by the rules.
- Lt. K.C. Trench: You are a civilian, Orwell. Possibly a model civilian, but still a civilian. And if anything goes wrong it's me they hang out to dry. Go back to your beach, Orwell. Pout in familiar surroundings.
- Harry Orwell: [voiceover] Once when I was a little kid I built a castle out of some old soda pop bottles. Freddy was a mean kid who lived up the block. He came by and he knocked over my castle. Lt. Trench reminds me of Freddy.
- Lt. K.C. Trench: This is...
- Harry Orwell: Orwell. Harry Orwell.
- Lt. K.C. Trench: Well, a facsimile.
- Harry Orwell: He has a bad memory.
- Policewoman: Lt. Trench tells me you used to be a policeman?
- Harry Orwell: I used to be.
- Policewoman: What kind of policeman?
- Harry Orwell: The lieutenant type.
- Policewoman: Hm, did you sparkle wearing a gold badge?
- Harry Orwell: Only in the sunshine.
- Harry Orwell: [voiceover] I was in the right ballpark for any kind of action anybody might want to look for: bookmakers, drugs, hookers, turning guys on, fancy places called massage parlors. For me, this action all comes under one heading. I call 'em street games.
- Lt. K.C. Trench: Let the little fish go and sometimes you get the whole school.
- Harry Orwell: Even the principal.
- Lt. K.C. Trench: I have my units checking out the whole area. What I want to know, Orwell, is how you lost her?
- Harry Orwell: She had the home court advantage.