Mildred Hayes:
[Upon discovering Denise got arrested]
Rat bastards.
[Mildred then enters the police station house]
Mildred Hayes:
Hey fuckhead!
Dixon:
What?
Desk Sergeant:
Don't say "what", Dixon, when she comes in calling you a fuckhead, and don't you come in here...
Mildred Hayes:
Shut up!
Mildred Hayes:
[to Dixon]
You, get over here.
Dixon:
No! You, get over here.
Mildred Hayes:
Alright.
Desk Sergeant:
What? Don't, Dixon!
Dixon:
What? I'm...
Desk Sergeant:
You do not allow a member of the public to call you a fuckhead in the station house!
Dixon:
That's what I'm doing, I'm taking care of it in my own way, actually. Now get out of my ass! Mrs. Hayes, have a seat! What is it I can do for you today?
Mildred Hayes:
Where's Denise Watson?
Dixon:
Denise Watson's in the clank.
Mildred Hayes:
On what charge?
Dixon:
Possession.
Mildred Hayes:
Of what?
Dixon:
Two marijuana cigarettes. Big ones.
Mildred Hayes:
When's the bail hearing?
Dixon:
I asked the judge not to give her bail on account of her previous marijuana violations and the judge said sure.
Mildred Hayes:
You fucking prick!
Dixon:
You do not call an officer of the law a fucking prick in his own station-house, Mrs. Hayes. Or anywhere, actually.
Mildred Hayes:
What's with the new attitude, Dixon? Your momma been coaching ya?
Dixon:
No. My momma didn't do that.
Dixon:
[as Mildred leaves the police station house]
Take 'em down, you hear me?
Desk Sergeant:
You did good, Dixon.
Dixon:
Yeah, I know I did.
