Flashback to his first day on the job with Detective
@C. Lee
BN and CLee walk up to a pink cadillac with a white top.
BN: This car is not from the police station.
Clee: It's not, sexy though, ain't it?
BN: So, where's the office? Back at division?
Clee: You're in the office, baby.
Clee: [while driving in his pink Cadillac] Today's a training day, Officer BN. Show you around, give you a taste of the business. I got 38 cases pending trial, 63 in active investigations, another 250 on the log I can't clear. I supervise five officers. That's five different personalities. Five sets of problems. You can be number six if you act right. But I ain't holding no hands, okay? I ain't baby-sitting. You got today and today only to show me who and what you're made of. You don't like undercover work, get the hell out of my car. Go get you a nice, easy desk job, chasing bad checks or something, you hear me?
BN: I hear ya, sir.
Clee: Why do you wanna be a undercover agent?
BN: I want to protect the streets by ridding it of dangerous drugs.
Clee: Yeah, but why did you wanna be a cop?
BN: I want to do what ever the hell I want.
Clee: There you go. You stick around with me, you'll make it. Unlearn that bs they teach you at the Academy. That by the book stuff will get you killed out here.
BN: I'll do anything you want me to do.
Clee: { takes a drag of his cigarette and gives him a smile} Roll that window down first.
BN rolls the window down.
Clee: You gotta see the streets. You gotta feel it. You gotta smell it, you gotta taste the streets. How's your Espanol?
BN: Yo Quiero Taco Bell.
CLee: Learn that tongue, brother. Not knowing it can get you killed or saved out here. These fools out there be plotting all types of ill on you.