- Joe Mannix: [entering the liquor store with a gunshot wound] I've got to use your phone. It's an emergency.
- Liquor Store Owner: Oh, sure.
- Joe Mannix: Thanks.
- [as Mannix dials, the liquor store owner looks at a newspaper and sees Mannix's photo]
- Liquor Store Owner: Hey... you're Mannix. This guy here that got Deetz.
- Joe Mannix: [weakly] Yeah.
- Liquor Store Owner: [notices Mannix's gunshot wound] Who shot you?
- Joe Mannix: Kids...
- Liquor Store Owner: Bird? Pot? Those kids?
- Joe Mannix: Yeah.
- [talking into the phone]
- Joe Mannix: Give me the Gang Squad. Sergeant Packer.
- Liquor Store Owner: [hangs up the phone] No way! Nobody's blowing the whistle on those kids over this phone. If they was to find out, they'd... they'd burn this place down... and me!
- Joe Mannix: No, they're not going to set fire to anyplace. They're gonna go to jail.
- Liquor Store Owner: Like hell they are! They'll be out on the street before I get up tomorrow! Now, look, buddy, do me a favor and get out of here. I don't care if you bleed to death, but not in my store! So...
- [sees two gang members walking towards the liquor store]
- Liquor Store Owner: Here, come here. In here.
- [leads Mannix to a bathroom]
- Liquor Store Owner: In there.