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Captain Lt.
Michael 'Mike' Brennan, NYPD:
Oh, Reilly. You just loved the idea of your ftaher. Now, your father was dirty. He was as drity as they come. Nothing big, just penny-ante stuff. You know, free meals. A place to coop.
For a while, he was a bag guy for a pad in the South Bronx.
The normal stuff. He took home $100, $150 a week.
That's all. But hell, what a cop. Like me, he was the first through the door, the window, the skylight! I mean, he knew there were animals out there! He knew there was a line the niggers, the spics, the junkies, the faggots had to cross to get into people's thorats.
He was that line. I am that line.
And the fucking judges and Jew lawyers, Aldermen and guinea DAs are raking it in.
We take a fucking hamburger and it's goodbye badge, gun and pension. All the time, it's our life that's on the line. It's our widows and our orphans!
Now you're a rogue cop, you mick bastard!
You went from our side to their side.
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