Where the Sidewalk Ends
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:03:01
which you'll never do
unless you get hold of yourself.

:03:04
I know what to get hold of, sir:
A little more pull.

:03:06
Sit still!
:03:08
You've got to learn what's expected
of a police officer and what isn't.

:03:13
Yes, sir. I'll try to learn
not to hate hoods so much.

:03:16
You don't hate hoodlums, you like to
beat them up. You get fun out of it.

:03:20
You like to read about yourself
in the newspapers

:03:23
as the tough cop
who isn't afraid to wade in anywhere.

:03:26
Your job is to detect criminals,
not to punish them.

:03:33
Is that all, sir?
:03:36
I'm reducing your rank, Dixon.
You're going back to second grade.

:03:40
Any more complaints against you
for cruelty or roughhouse

:03:44
and you'll be back in uniform
pounding a beat.

:03:47
It's no fun telling you this.
:03:49
You're a good man with a good brain,
:03:52
but you're no good to the department
unless you learn to control yourself.

:03:58
All right, you can go now.
:04:00
Thank you, sir, for the advice.
:04:22
Hey, Willie. Willie!
:04:26
How you feelin', Willie?
:04:28
Feelin' fine, thanks.
:04:31
Don't you think
you'd better be in bed, Willie?

:04:33
Parole rules allow me to 12 o'clock.
I got 20 minutes yet.

:04:36
How's Mr Scalise, Willie?
:04:38
What you tryin' to do, trap me?
:04:41
I ain't consortin' with questionable
characters and nobody can prove I am.

:04:45
That's a nice boy. You better
get to bed, it's good for you.

:04:49
Sure.

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