Wrong Cops (2013)
Duke: I don't know how to explain this. Your words go in my ears, but then they don't make it to the processor.
Neighbor: Hi! Turn some music on please!
Sunshine: Hey, what is the matter with you yelling like that?
Neighbor: The music, it did me some good. In your partner's car, it helped me to think of something else. Without the music, it's very difficult. The pain comes back, and I really don't feel that well... Just put a little music on for me? That's all I'm asking for.
Sunshine: Okay, I'll put some music on. No problem. *turns on radio* Is that better, do you like that music? Hey! Is that the kind of music you like?
Duke: Can you feel it! This is where music happens, do you understand what I'm saying! In your guts! In your organs! AFRICA! Do you understand!
Officer de Luca: [pointing gun] I'm sorry. Show me your breastes. I want to see your breastes.
Music producer: Okay. I'm going to be honest with you guys. I love your style. I think this marketing idea is fantastic! The... the black one-eyed slightly monstrous cop and the dying, apathetic guy. It's spot on. It could be great for videos and the press. Now, that really works.