Frank Serpico:
The reality is that we do not wash our own laundry - it just gets dirtier.
Capt. Insp. McClain:
Frank, we wash our own laundry here!
Barto:
How long have you been with the BCI now, Serpico?
Frank Serpico:
All my life.
Barto:
That's long enough to know how we do things.
Frank Serpico:
Barto, it's not just that.
[
in a sarcastic tone]
Frank Serpico:
You don't like me!
Barto:
BCI never had a weirdo cop before.
Frank Serpico:
Barto, stop buggin' me!
Leslie Lane:
[
feeling his gun as she's riding on the back of his motorcycle] What'ya need a gun for?
Frank Serpico:
Didya ever hear of Barnum and Bailey?
Leslie Lane:
Yeah.
Frank Serpico:
Well, I'm their lion tamer.
Frank Serpico:
How come all your friends are on their way to bein' someone else?
Insp. Kellogg:
[
discussing the bribe money while eating lobster] Things like this were common practice in the bad old days. Hard to believe it's still going on.
Frank Serpico:
You know what they say, don't you? If you love a man's garden, you gotta love the man!
Tom Keough:
Frank, let's face it, who can trust a cop that won't take money?
Rudy Corsaro:
[
being arrested by Serpico, who's having trouble finding his badge] Where have they been hidin' you, kid?
Frank Serpico:
Wouldn't you like to know?
Cop:
Say it isn't so, Serpico.
Frank Serpico:
I'm a marked man in this department. For what?
District Attorney Tauber:
I've already arranged a transfer for ya'.
Frank Serpico:
To where? China?
Tom Keough:
Now I ain't sayin' who. They just said ya'... ya' couldn't be trusted, you know?
Frank Serpico:
'Cause I don't take money, right?
Tom Keough:
Frank, let's face it. Who can trust a cop who don't take money?
[
Given a detective's gold badge]
Frank Serpico:
What's this for? For bein' an honest cop? Hmm? Or for being stupid enough to get shot in the face? You tell them that they can shove it.
Gun shop owner:
That gun takes a 14 shot clip. You expecting an army?
Frank Serpico:
No. Just a division.
Frank Serpico:
You stupid fuck! You didn't know me? You fired without a warning, without a fucking brain in your head? Oh, shit. If I buy one, motherfucker, I ain't buying it from you.
Tom Keough:
Drop your cocks and grab your socks!
Frank Serpico:
[
Lombardo has fallen] You okay?
Insp. Lombardo:
Yeah... makes me feel like a cop again.
Insp. Lombardo:
[
during a raid] FREEZE, FUCKFACE!
Frank Serpico:
I own a sheep dog.
Girl:
Uh-huh.
Frank Serpico:
Sheep dogs have been in my family... for sixteen generations! Dating back to the Borgias...
Girl:
[
laughing] Oh, shit!
Frank Serpico:
The family crest... is the image of a sheep dog, pissing into a gondola.
Girl:
Shit!
Don Rubello:
[
looking suspiciously at Frank's mouse] What's with the fucking mouse?
Frank Serpico:
He's my partner. He sniffs out drugs. You know, I just send him through his little hole, he's gone for a while, and then he comes back with the heroin.
Don Rubello:
Oh, yeah, I heard of that.
Frank Serpico:
You heard of that? Yeah.
Bob Blair:
[
to Frank] Who the fuck do you think you are, you son of a bitch? You think you have it bad just because those bastards won't play ball?
Frank Serpico:
When I come home, I want to come home to a clean house.
Laurie:
Paco, don't take it out on me.
Frank Serpico:
I'm not taking it out on you; I just don't wanna have to pick up *shit*!
Laurie:
[
starts crying]
Cop:
[
to Frank] All right, you cocksucker. You might get by with that shit in the Bronx, but down here, eight thousand a month is chicken feed. And with that, you don't fuck around. You understand? Good. Now get the fuck out.
Frank Serpico:
You know, you're pretty fuckin' weird for a cop.
Bob Blair:
Me? What about *you*? You're a fucking hippie!
Desk sergeant:
[
referring to Serpico's moustache] You look like an asshole with dentures.
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