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The Shield is an American police drama television series shown on FX Networks that tells the story of an inner-city Los Angeles police precinct where some of the cops aren't above breaking the rules or working against their associates to keep the streets safe and their self-interests intact.
Season 1 Season 2 Season 3 Season 4 Season 5 Season 6 Season 7
Pilot Quick Fix Playing Tight Cure Extraction On the Jones Coefficient of Drag
Our Gang Dead Soldiers Blood & Water Grave Enemy of Good Baptism by Fire Snitch
Spread Partners Bottom Bitch Bang Jailbait Back to One Money Shot
Dawg Days Carte Blanche Streaks & Tips Doghouse Tapa Boca The New Guy Genocide
Blowback Greenlit Mum Tar Baby Trophy Haunts Game Face
Cherrypoppers Homewrecker Posse Up Insurgents Rap Payback Chasing Ghosts Animal Control
Pay In Pain Barnstormers Safe Hurt Man Inside Exiled Bitches Brew
Cupid & Psycho Scar Tissue Cracking Ice Cut Throat Kavanaugh The Math of the Wrath Parricide
Throwaway Co-Pilot Slipknot String Theory Smoked Recoil Moving Day
Dragonchasers Coyotes What Power Is Back in the Hole Of Mice and Lem Spanish Practices Party Line
Carnivores Inferno Strays Thousand Deaths Post Partum Petty Cash
Two Days Breakpoint Riceburner Judas Priest Possible Kill Screen
Circles Dominoes Falling Fire in the Hole Ain't That a Shame Family Meeting
Cast External links All In
On Tilt


Pilot

Dutch: [about a dead body] Christ, you don't see a rack like that everyday
Claudette: You wanna give them a squeeze?


Vic: That's funny. I don't recall having signed up for an ethics lesson from a scumbag defense lawyer.


Lonnie Reeborg: I killed her. I killed my sweet Nancy! What did I do that for?
Dutch: 'Cause you like crack?


Claudette: Right now Vic Mackey may look like a mighty big catch to you. Do the smart thing, son. Cut bait.
David: It doesn't bother you, the things that he does?
Claudette: I don't judge other cops.
David: Mackey's not a cop. He's Al Capone with a badge.
Claudette: Al Capone made money by giving people what they wanted. What people want these days is to make it to their cars without getting mugged. Come home from work and see their stereo is still there. Hear about some murder in the barrio, find out the next day the police caught the guy. If having all those things means some cop roughed up some nigger or some spic in the ghetto...well, as far as most people are concerned it's don't ask, don't tell.


Dr. Grady: What's in the bag?
[From a brown paper bag, Mackey pulls a bottle of booze, a phone book, keys, a lighter and box cutter. He then lays them on the table in front of Grady.]
Dr. Grady: What's that stuff for?
Vic: It's what I'm gonna use to get you to tell me where Jenny Reeborg is.
Dr. Grady: Your turn to play bad cop?
Vic: Nah, good cop and bad cop left for the day, I'm a different kinda cop.
Dr. Grady: [To the surveillance camera] I'm ready to see my lawyer now.

Our Gang

Vic: [to Dutch] Go get a sandwich, Dutchboy.


[Watching a kid get beat to join a gang.]
Gangbanger: Bienvenido a La Vida!
Julien: What's he saying?
Danny: Welcome to the life.

The Spread

Dutch: What do you do for fun with all that free time?
Richard: I have some hobbies.
Dutch: I know, nice sperm collection.



Curtis "Lemonhead" Lemansky: That is the hottest chick there ever was, man!
Tripp: Her? That's a par. Got me another in Detroit, goddamn BIRDIE.
Shane Vendrell: Big deal, she's probably spread her legs for half the league.
Tripp: Too bad you can't make a jump shot.



Shane Vendrell: We killed a cop.
Vic Mackey: Get over it, don't bring it up again.

Dawg Days

Dutch: [After failing to catch Eduardo] HEY! San Salvador's that way!!!

Blowback

Vic: [Listening to the Armenians] Huh... the Armenians... speak Armenian.


[Ronnie sneezes]
Vic: Is there anything you're not allergic to?
Ronnie: Sheet metal.


[While observing Vic and Danny kissing from his car]
Dutch: Oh, you've gotta be shittin' me.


[While inside "The Cage," looking at Danny's feet]
Margos Dezerian: Hamov vodker. (Delicious feet.)


[After Shane gets his vehicle containing drugs stolen because he stopped by his girlfriend's house to get laid]
Lem: We're all gonna crash and burn because of you! I mean...Christ, dude, Amy's not even that hot!


Vic: You stopped to get laid? What the hell were you thinking?
Shane: About getting laid.

Cherrypoppers

Connie: He was acting strange!
Vic: So you shot him!?!


Dutch: This investigation runs through me. You find anything, report it immediately!
Vic: If I bring the guy in, you'll be the first to know, Dutchboy!

Pay In Pain

Vic: We're trying to prevent a war, not start one!
Shane: The guy was being a pain in the ass!
Vic: You've been a pain in the ass lately! Should I take a piss on you?


Glenda: I need someone to listen to me.
Dutch: I'm busy at the moment, but maybe one of the uniforms--
Glenda: I said I need someone to listen to me!
Dutch: ...Okay. Did you want to report a crime?
Glenda: I've lost track of all the crimes.
Dutch: I don't underst--
Glenda: I've lived in this neighborhood all my life keeping my complaints to myself. But no more. My apartment has been broken into seven time in the last four years. SEVEN TIMES! And you never catch anyone! You have got graffiti and cuss words on every single wall that you see. I've got needles on my sidewalk, beer cans on my lawn, and I stopped ducking at the sound of gunshots years ago. We can drop smart bombs down chimneys half a world away, but some sicko gets released from jail because of a computer screwup and rapes my niece! How does this make sense? I see that yellow police tape everywhere that I go. And it's all sirens and helicopters and search lights... You got mothers killing their children, children killing strangers, and maniacs flying airplanes into buildings -- and I just want life to go back to the way it should have been! [Pause] What are you doing to make us feel safe?

Cupid & Psycho

Vic: [Shoving a guy's face into his dead brother's face] Here, you wanna see your brother? Here, kiss your brother.


Dutch: You want me to fly solo?
Shane: Nah, man, looks like this is the only action I'm gonna get today.
Dutch: Excuse me?
Shane: You know the "I lost my husband tragically but I'm still young and hot and in need of an emotional release" kind of sex. Whoo!
Dutch: You're kidding, right?
Shane: What? Oh, you never covered some accident or homicide and gone back a month later for a "statement"? [laughs] This one's been hanging on the vine for a year, man--she is ripe!

Throwaway

Cacuzza: You guys aren't trying to pull one of your pranks, are you?
Ronnie: No no no, I really want to move.
Cacuzza: Right, and a man is just as good as a vibrator. What are you up to?


Claudette: I learned some interesting things.
Dutch: So did I. You were a classical dancer when you were a teenager?
Claudette: Okay, my father is now off-limits to you. Where is he?
Dutch: How could you not share that?
Claudette: I only studied nine months.
Dutch: In Paris!
Claudette: Here, do your thing with these and stop stalking me.

Dragonchasers

Dutch: If you're so special, how come a lowly civil servant like me just caught you?


Dutch: [reading what Sean wrote on the board] Detective Wagenbach craves respect, fantasizes about being well liked, yet shows no outward manifestation of his low self-esteem. Feels ignored, unappreciated, inadequate with women.
Sean: Ah, it's just off some first impressions, but I'll stand by it.
Claudette: Maybe you'd like to read my palms too.


Corrine: [as Vic arrives with Brian] Some husbands just bring home flowers.
Vic: Yeah, I didn't have time to wrap him up.

Carnivores

Shane: Looks like you wandered into the wrong prayer group there, Frosty.


Vic: Why are you a better deal for me than Rondell?
Tio: I don't use my own product. Rondell does. More and more.
Tio: This whole Nation of Islam thing came on when he was high.
Vic: How would you have handled it?
Tio: Let them have the corner, move three blocks over. Dopers follow the dope. Pissing off the beanpie crowd just gives them a reason to live.
Vic: Throw a little bit of that peaceful resistance right back at 'em, huh?
Tio: Mmm-hmm. Now, if I'm done filling out the job application, let's talk about how much rent's gonna be.
Vic: Actually, fifty grand lets you move in right away.
Tio: Good thing I've been saving. [Shake hands]
Vic: It's a good thing.

Two Days Of Blood

Gilroy: [on the phone with Vic] You gotta spend more time with your family, Vic.
Corrine: You tell him.
Gilroy: You'll lose 'em before you know it.


Dutch: That was some slide. Impact dragged him 75 feet.
Claudette: Maybe you wanna call Guiness.
Dutch: Nah. Record's something like over 30 miles. This isn't even a footnote.


Gabo: Hey, man, where they taking him?
Shane: Three little letters... KFC.


Jojo Rizal: [to Shane] Hey man, your cock's out!

[Shane looks down at his pants, then realizes his rooster is heading out the door]

Circles

Vic: [after busting through a fence and catching a runner] Alright slappy, you start talking!
Witness: 'Sup, man, I didn't do nothin'!
Vic: All right! Fine! You're not a witness... [pulls crack out of pocket and plants it on witness] you're an arrest! This here's just enough to make you a trafficker!
Witness: Hey, you can't do that, man!
Vic: What? Bust drug dealers? You just made my quota for the week!!!

The Quick Fix

Vic: What the hell are you doing?
Shane: I'm not doing anything that we weren't doing before. I'm just pumping things up a level.
Vic: And what level is that? Prison?
[Shane doesn't answer]
Vic: All right, where's my investment now?
Shane: It's all tied up in the coke shipment.
Vic: That coke that had Tio's guy bleeding from every orifice?

Dead Soldiers

Arab man: So I'm a suspect just because I'm Arab?
Officer Sofer: No, sir, you're a suspect because 19 guys who look like your twin brother killed 3,000 Americans.

Dominoes Falling

[An Armenian gangster gets into a traffic accident and confronts the other driver.]
Man: Now calm down, there's no problem here.
Armenian: No problem for YOU! I just bought this car, you drive a piece of sheeeit!

Playing Tight

Dutch: If my tone sounds superior, it's because I'm American and you're Greek!

Bottom Bitch

[Fights with the Hooker and puts a gun to her mouth.]
Vic: Take it.

[The Hooker opens her mouth and "takes" the gun.]
Vic: Don't worry about Smooth. He's my bitch. [Pauses] That makes you my bottom bitch. [Pauses] YOU GOT THAT?!

All In

Margos Dezerian: Sosi, ari modes. (Sosi, come to me)

On Tilt

Margos Dezerian: Goma! Oores!? (Goma!! Where are you!?)


Lem: I got a bunch of receipts here.
Vic: For what?
Lem: Uh, for dry cleaning.
Vic: What else?
Lem: Uh, for thousands of dollars on these oriental rugs.
Ronnie: You don't dry clean oriental rugs!
[The rest of the Strike Team stares at him]
Ronnie: My...my mom had some. She made me hand-clean 'em when I was a kid.

The Cure

Vic: Antwon Mitchell.
Antwon Mitchell: Do I know you?
Vic: I know your mugshot.
Monica: I worked with Rich Nelson.
Antwon Mitchell: How's he doin'?
Monica: Passed, three years ago. Cancer.
Antwon Mitchell: Damn, cancer's rough. [Turns to friend.] But he was always talkin' about how he was gonna piss on my grave. Guess I gotta go grab a forty and pay my respects.

Tar Baby

Antwon Mitchell: Her body shows up, with bullets in it from your two gats? And your card in her burnt pocket? ...One time, DOIN' time, for a long, LONG time. ...From now on, I say, "Suck my dick," you say "you want me to lick your balls, Daddy?" (to Shane Vendrell & Army)

Hurt

[Vic is fanning out his car as it overheats]
Vic: Big chief. Vic needum new driving machine, so he can catchum bad guy.
Danny: Knew you had some Spanish. Didn't know you knew smoke signals.

Back In The Hole

Shane Vendrell: Here you got it all, don't ya'? You got money. You got power. RESPECT!
Antwon Mitchell: The hillbilly's been listenin' to my speeches.
Shane Vendrell: It's too bad about your son, though. Tell you what, if my boy turned out to be a fag, I don't know what I would do. [Pauses] They say you're born that way. You doin' his mother out the ass when you knocked her up?
Antwon Mitchell: One time, doin' time, for a long time.
Shane Vendrell: That poor little kid. He's gonna be found face down, in the shower, with a back full of shiv and an ass full of cum. Word hits the street, what's that gonna make you look like, huh? I mean, your people don't cop with the homo vibe.
Antwon Mitchell: My people... ain't your worry.
Shane Vendrell: Yeah? But you know with all that money, all that power, at the end of the day, you're still just a nigger! With a faggot nigger son! And where's the respect in that?! HUH? Where's the respect in that?!
Antwon Mitchell: [Sits down and puts the cuffs back on.] Now... what were you sayin' about my nigger faggot son?

A Thousand Deaths

[Shane is taking a practice lie-detector test to train him for the real one]
Man: Have you ever been unfaithful to your wife?
Shane Vendrell: No.
[Needle jumps wildly, indicating a lie. Vic looks him in the eyes]
Shane Vendrell: Eatin' ain't cheatin'.

Judas Priest

Vic [to David]: You're not a cop. You never were.

Aceveda [to Antwon Mitchell]: Convince Juan to miss his court date.

Extraction

[Suspect vomits off second-floor balcony onto Billings below]
Billings: Shit--goddammit, this is a new suit!

Dutch: I am mature and distinguished. A lot of young women appreciate that.
Claudette: You really oughta cut back on the porn.

Trophy

Corrine: You be gentle. His sister just died.
Vic: I'm always gentle.


Billings: Hey, be careful with that! It's a sophisticated piece of machinery!
Delivery Man: It's a vending machine. You put money in, shit comes out.
Billings: It's a gourmet quick mealer, asshole!

Rap Payback

Shane Vendrell: Better check your color, honky.



Casper: Man, I get more black ass than a bus bench in Compton.

Of Mice and Lem

Jon Kavanaugh: And Mackey skates clean? This guy... this guy is just pissing... just pissing all over us, and we just smile and lick it up? Vic Mackey kills cops! He... he deals drugs! He beats suspects! You know what he did yesterday? He... he screwed my ex-wife with the sole purpose of making this investigation seem like a personal vendetta. He may have assassinated a gang leader. And that's just all in one day. I wonder what he's going to do today. I wonder what he's going to do tomorrow. This guy... this guy is just pissing... he's pissing all over us. He's pissing on you. What does it taste like? Chief, what does it taste like, 'cause you know what, it tastes like piss to me!

Vic: [to Kavanaugh] Let me remind you of a few things you seem to have forgotten. I didn't kill Terry. You've lost your leverage with Lem. And your ex-wife's pussy...tastes like sweet butter.

Post Partum

Shane: [after killing Lem with a grenade] I'm sorry...I'm sorry, buddy...I'm so sorry, buddy...Lem! Lem, I'm sorry! But I had to, right? But you know I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, man...buddy...oh God...


Kavanaugh: [when they realize that Lem is dead] Are you happy now, Detective Mackey?


Vic: [final line of the season] We're gonna find out who did this...and we're gonna kill 'im.

On the Jones

Axl: Anyone ever tell you that you have incredibly expressive eyes? You ever been on film?

Claudette: Ever been in a mug book?

Back to One

Vic Mackey: Every minute, he gets to breathe, and Lem doesn't is UNACCEPTABLE!

Coefficient of Drag

Dutch: You were, uh, tried and acquitted for the crime.
Emilio: And you can't arrest me now 'cause I'm protected by final jeopardy.


Billings: I'll be back, all right--putting in my required hours, mandatory paper work. But as far as effort goes, I don't know what's between zero and the city mandate minimum, but from now on, let's call that the Billings.
Claudette: Can't we just call it business as usual?


Shane: Are you okay?
Mara: What was that?
Shane: [hears Jackson crying] Hold on. Hey, buddy, everything's fine. Look, I'm sorry.
Mara: A wash cloth in my mouth?
Shane: Vic would never do anything to hurt us.
Mara: He tied me up, and beat the shit out of you. Oh, what is that, the good-neighbor policy?


Billings: Oh, here it is.
Dutch: [reads Billings's note] "Lorena Francisco. All right, great rack?" Well, this sounds like your notes.
Billings: She said she was with Hector the night of the murder, and I do recall she had great tits.

Snitch

Asst. Chief Phillips: We've already notified Homeland Security. They'll be taking over from here.
Vic: So while the men from U.N.C.L.E. are cruising down Alvarado looking for Osama, I'll be sweatin' some good, old-fashioned, trash-talking American dipshit!


Vic: The Feds are gonna be here in a minute. Once they get here, I can't help you.
Jamal: Oh, white people get shot, and it's a federal case now?
Vic: Oh, we're way past black and white. Your boys used the Al-Qaeda card, which means you got a rainbow coalition of law enforcement shitting multicultural bricks.


Dutch: Brass have to be pleased to get these killer kids off the street.
Claudette: No, no, they're too busy trying to plot how to hang me out to dry for being a racist. Deflect attention from their Al-Qaeda thing not panning out.
Dutch: So, uh, you're a racist now? How's that working out for you?


Dutch: Young woman got her head bashed in. You're not disturbed by the apathy?
Billings: Why don't you take a look around you? We've been standing in the hot sun for how long now, and we are right where we started. So if you got some magic beans in your Detective bag of tricks that'll make these people give a shit, why don't you start planting them?


Claudette: Gang crime's up 14% citywide this year.
Vic: While Farmington's numbers are down. I guess I can't be everywhere.

Genocide

Billings: [to Dutch] One thing I've learned from that sack of conspiracy theories you call a head, the Wagenbach freak meter points to red--you listen.


Vic: I would have loved to dealt the blow myself. Asshole never did pay me back for the favor he owes me.
Ronnie: He would have known your voice in a second.
Vic: Now he's gonna know my foot up his ass.


Dutch: He stood there and watched somebody die like it was nothing. There's speculation Bundy's first murders were committed in his early teens. They gain reinforcement the more crimes they get away with. Gain power, their methods improve.
Billings: Wait a minute. I buy the setup theory. But you're saying this kid's a serial killer?
Dutch: They all pop their cherry somewhere.


Vic: [to Claudette] I am not walking into the belly of the Armenian beast with one of your day laborers as my date.


Dutch: A profile--male, highly intelligent, unstable family, piss-poor student, abandoned by his father.
Billings: The Mom's got a big old Dutch-boy crush. Obviously a couple of genetic screws loose.

Game Face

Vic: That's why we're gonna make it look like a robbery by a rival gang. Choreograph it so the girl escapes.
Julian: No disrespect, but the only set you guys can claim is "Aryan Nation".

Animal Control

Shane: God damn. Smells like dog's ass in here. You boys get to swipe on some deodorant?
Ellis Rezian: 'Til my people stop getting slaughtered, I'll be interested in survival, not luxury.


Tavon: [to Shane] You lied to me! And then your ass used Lem to cover it up so you wouldn't get in trouble. And I'm guessing it wasn't the first time that you had these guys cover your ass. What's wrong? Oh. Oh, yeah. Ain't got nobody here to get your back. But now I know who you really are. And so do you.


Tina: You guys want him when we're through?
Dutch: Steve?
Billings: I'm a little busy here. Any naked girls show up, though, you give me a holler?


Vic: We got to pull Shane out of there, man.
Ronnie: What?
Vic: I can't do this.
Ronnie: Vic, it's done. It's all set up. We're never gonna get another chance this clean, you know it.
Vic: I don't care! It's not too late. We still have a choice.
Ronnie: Do you think that Shane gave Lem a choice?
Vic: I'm not Shane.


Shane: [to Mara] Vic and Ronnie tried to kill me tonight. Yeah, they set me up. It's sheer luck I'm even alive right now. And, you know, the worst part is ... they think I'm too stupid to even realize it.

Parricide

Corrine: Did you really do all those things?
Vic: I did a lot of things that I shouldn't have done, for reasons that made sense at the time, but they're pretty hard to defend right now. What do you want me to say, that I'm different? I don't want to go to prison. Do you want me to go to prison?
Corrine: Do either of you even feel any shame?
Vic: I don't think about it.
Corrine: Well, that's honest. Sad thing is, I've known--maybe not the specifics, the details--but I've known, and I have let you infect me and our children. I'll help you this one last time... and then the kids and I are out of your life! That is my price. And you have to pay some kind of price.


Claudette: Mackey! You do not interfere with this case.
Vic: Seeing as how I'm not a cop anymore, you really don't have the jurisdiction over what I do, Captain.
Claudette: You rogue out on this, you do anything sideways like you did with Lemansky... and I'll lock up your corrupt ass faster than you can say, "how'd I lose this job?"
Vic: If this is what's left of it, I don't want it.


Vic: You think I'm wired?
Pezuela: We're more involved now. Rules of engagement change.
Vic: Midnight texts, chaperones, engagement... sounds like we're becoming an item.


Vic: Oh, Brothers all about his thick. Better go easy on that juice, D. Your brains turn into hot sauce, shrinks the balls to raisins. Oh... sorry, I'm too late.
Damon: My brain's fine-tuned, and them balls are the size of cat heads.


Capuchina: You try talking to white Farrah?
Shane: She's so spun out on crank, she doesn't know whether to piss standing up or sitting down.

Moving Day

David: This is still my campaign.
Pezuela: Mr. Mayor, the dick is up your ass. And I am the one who decides when it comes out.

Petty Cash

Vic: The edge is where we live, all of us, all the time. People try to convince themselves otherwise is just an exercise in self-deception.
Beltran: Philosopher?
Vic: Former cop. Same deal, less horseshit.

Possible Kill Screen

Vic: During a raid on a drug dealer named Two-Time... I... shot and killed Detective Terry Crowley.
Olivia: Y-you— you killed a police officer?
Vic: I planned it, and I carried it out. I shot him once just below the eye. Our Strike Team was committing criminal acts on a regular basis. At first it was just taking drugs from busts, turning it around, and selling it for profit. We were able to do this by making partnerships with local drug dealers and gangs, you know, that we knew we could leverage.
Olivia: You son of a bitch.
Vic: I killed Crowley to protect me and my guys. I shot him with Two-Time's gun to divert suspicion, but Aceveda knew. So did Kavanaugh—the I.A.D. Investigator who was after us. They just couldn't prove it. I was too good.
Olivia: Is that it?
Vic: [about the recorder] How much memory does that thing got?


[Vic has just finished confessing all his crimes at his immunity hearing. Olivia turns off the recorder.]
Olivia: Do you have any idea what you've done to me?
Vic: I've done worse.


Vic: I want my deal, but I need a favor. It's not for Ronnie. It's for my ex-wife. I got her into some trouble. She was trying to protect me today, and she did something that might be construed as aiding and abetting.
Olivia: Might be construed?


Claudette: I'm Captain Claudette Wyms. I'm looking for Vic Mackey.
Chaffee: You found the bastard, but I guess now he's our bastard.

Family Meeting

Shane': [to Vic on the phone] The mother of your children has been playing you. She would rather see you go to prison than to hug one of your own kids again.


[Vic and Claudette are in the Barn's interrogation room.]
Claudette: You heard about Shane. What he did to his pregnant wife, his young son. He wrote a note.
[Claudette produces the suicide note. Vic remains silent.]
Claudette: [reading] "I guess enough painkillers can make even the worst kind of hurt go away. The thing you need to know is that Mara was innocent, and Jackson was innocent. They didn't know what they were drinking, and their last moments together were happy ones. They left the way I first found them, perfect and innocent. They were innocent; they're in heaven now, and we'll always be a family. [Pauses] The guilty ones are me and Vic. Vic led, but I kept following. I don't think one's worse than the other, but we made each other into something worse than our individual selves. I wish I'd never met him. I see it all now, there's no apologies I can make, no explanations I can give. I was who I was, and I can't be that person anymore. I can't let myself..."
[Vic's expression has changed to show his distress.]
Claudette: We think this is where he was when we came in, because it stops there. All those busts...all those confessions you got in this room, illegal or otherwise...all the drugs you got off the street tonight for ICE...you must be very proud of yourself.
[Vic's expression is emotionless. He remains silent.]
Claudette: This is what the hero left on his way out the door.
[Claudette produces the photos of Shane and his family. She places them on the table, glares at Vic, and leaves.]


Dutch: Ronald Everett Gardocki, you are under arrest.
Ronnie: For what?
Dutch: The last three years!


[After Ronnie has been arrested and informed by Dutch that Vic cut a deal to save himself.]
Ronnie: You told them... all of it?
Vic: Ronnie...
Ronnie: You made a deal for yourself and you're sending me to prison?
Vic: I'm sorry, my family... I... I thought Corrine...
Ronnie: You're goddamned sorry?
Vic: I didn't think I had a choice...
Ronnie: What about my goddamned choice, Vic? Where's my goddamn choice? I was going to run! We were going to run together! God damn it! What about the team? What about protecting the goddamn team, Vic?


[After Claudette has read Vic Shane's suicide note, shown him the bodies of Shane, Mara, and Jackson, and finally had Ronnie arrested right in front of Vic, who can only helplessly watch as Ronnie discovered Vic's betrayal and chewed him out.]
Claudette: You can go now.

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