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Det. Nick McKenna: People are trying to kill you! Are you some kind of bonehead or what?
Devon Butler: I'm not! And you don't have to yell!
Det. Nick McKenna: I can't handle this anymore! I cannot handle it anymore. Uh, pick a city! Cincinnati! Cleveland! Take you and your grandmother, you go there, I'll pay for it!
Devon Butler: You call this being a father?
Det. Nick McKenna: I'm not your father. I'm not your partner, either!
Devon Butler: Fine! I don't want you to be my father! I don't want you to be my partner! I don't want you to be anything! I can handle things myself!
(walks highway and sidewalk)
Det. Nick McKenna: Oh, Devon. Devon!
(he stops walk in the sidewalk) Come back over here!
(Devon waits for the bus and disappeared) Would you come--? Devon!
Rachel: This is the life.