Patton: I need you, Donald. This is a bad one, the worst yet. I need the old Blade Runner, I need your magic.
Donald: I was quit when I come in here, Patton, I’m twice as quit now.
Patton: Stop right where you are. You know the score pal. If you’re not cop, you’re little people.
Donald: No choice, huh?
Patton: No choice pal.