Sergeant James Doakes: Can we please secure this motherf**king crime scene?

Sergeant James Doakes: Surprise mutha fucka.

Sergeant Doakes: ジーザス Christ, Morgan. ジーザス f**king Christ, *you're* the ベイ, 湾 Harbor Butcher!

Sergeant Doakes: [Doakes seemingly walks up out of nowhere] Stop grinning like a f**king psycho and get back to work!

Sergeant James Doakes: Oh, and あなた owe me a new Michelin, あなた motherf****r.

Sergeant James Doakes :I am watching あなた motherf****r

Sergeant James Daokes: That's right, motherf*****r, it's over.

Sergeant James Daokes: We can stand here all f**king 日 I don't give a f**k...