Detective Sergeant Tom Brant

You don't wanna believe what you read in the papers.

A big juicy steak. Get the blood flowing.

Imagine you walk down the street... and you bump into three blokes carrying carpeting knives. Nah, they're not carpet fitters. They're after your wallet. Maybe even that gold watch... that you got for the highest arrest rate in the Southeast. One of the rats there even very kindly offered to carve their name in your face. Now, would you be more worried about whether you're gonna have a fight... than how it looks in the papers?

If you're picking the wrong fight... at least pick the right weapon.

I respect you and there's not many I do.

— You know, the chaps had a word... for this type of bare look, didn't they?
— Minimalist.
— Shy is the word I had in mind.