Beverly Hills Cop II (1987)

A series of strange robberies brings Axel Foley back to Beverly Hills to help his two fellow cops solve the case. All the familiar faces of the first film are back...

Keywords: 1980s, action-hero, african-american-protagonist, alarm, almost-hit-by-a-car, ambush, armored-car, arms-smuggling, beretta, beverly-hills-california

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Axel Foley: Inspector T, how you doin'?::Inspector Todd: Where the fuck you been, Foley? And what the fuck is this?::Axel Foley: It's a blue slip.::Inspector Todd: Wh-what in the hell do you need a thousand dollars for?::Axel Foley: A little flash money.::Inspector Todd: Flash money. Well, let's see here - $2,000 for a suit, $200 for a tie, a requisition order for a Ferrari. I'm don't wanna see any more of these blue slips. When am I gonna see some arrest slips?::Axel Foley: I know that you're getting' upset. And I know that you have reason to be upset. But let me tell you something, chief. I am close, I am so close now. I'm closer than I've been, and it-it's makin' me crazy. 'Cause I can smell it, it's in the air. And I smell it. It's [sniffs] I sm- Do you smell it? 'Cause I smell it.::Inspector Todd: All I smell is your bullshit. For six months, I been pourin' money down a bottomless hole. Where the bad guys at the end of this rainbow?::Axel Foley: Wait a second, look. I just thought, that if there was a problem-::Inspector Todd: Don't think, Axel! It makes my dick itch. The truth is, this department has fronted you a fortune. And my ass is on the line. I okayed all this shit!

Harold Lutz: Who the hell are you?::Axel Foley: Uh, my name is Johnny Wish-Wishbone. Johnny Wishbone. And I am a psychic from the island of St. Croix. Yes, I am psychic from the island of St. Croix. And I read in the St. Croix Gazette that the Beverly Hills Police Department having some trouble figuring out crimes. So, what I did was come to Beverly Hills to help the police out. They tell me they don't want my help, they don't *need* my help, so I'm gonna go on my merry way. I'm a psychic! I am a psychic phenomenon. Watch this. I don't know who you are, but watch this. Ummm... Your name is, ummmm, Lutz! Right? Chief Lutz. That's your name. See? The name pop inside my head like that. And your name is, ummmmm, ummmmm...::Biddle: Biddle?::Axel Foley: Biddle! Yes, see? I- You- Two more seconds I would have said it myself. I don't need no help from no one, because I'm Johnny Wishbone, psychic extraordinaire. And if you need me, just think "Johnny Wishbone" and I come running. Lutz and Biddle, it's like Kibbles n' Bits, but different.

Vinnie: Hey, Ace. I would very much like you to meet Judy. She can suck a golf ball through twenty feet of garden hose. Ain't that right?

Axel Foley: You just hit a squad car!::Billy Rosewood: I know, I know. It's okay, I know the guy. He's a jerk.

Axel Foley: Oh, you mean the construction that's going on. Yes, I'm very embarrassed about that. What I'm trying to do, though, is just confine myself to the other five bedrooms. I'm used to compromising my lifestyle.::Sergeant Taggart: Bullshit! You've stolen this house!::Axel Foley: How the fuck can you steal a house? This...my uncle's house!

Axel Foley: Hey! Sound the alarm. You got a break-in!::City Deposit Guard: I need authorization.::[Axel and Bill pull their guns and shoot the alarm]::Axel Foley, Billy Rosewood: Authorized!

Axel Foley: Are you driving with your eyes open? Or are you, like, using "the force"?

[Axel sees Rosewood with a huge pistol]::Axel Foley: Yo, man! What's that for?::Billy Rosewood: After the shootout at the club, I figured I needed more firepower.::Axel Foley: Yo man, we gotta talk, seriously. Who do you think you are, Clint Eastwood? Dirty Rosewood?

[Taggart sees Rosewood take two shotguns and an overcoat out of his trunk]::Sergeant Taggart: Billy, what are you doing?::Billy Rosewood: I've been wanting to wear this for a while, Sarge.::Sergeant Taggart: What are you, nuts? Jesus Christ, Billy! We gotta talk! What the hell is this?::Billy Rosewood: You can never have too much firepower.

Sergeant Taggart: Fuck Rambo!