Man: Cops? Shit!
Phelps: Stop! LAPD!
Biggs: Stay on his ass, Cole. Don't lose him.
Enough games, Phelps. Take this guy out.
Step on it, huh? Just get me a little closer.
Smash the son of a bitch's rear wheels!
I'll go for the tires. That ought to slow the son of a bitch down.
Get in close and steer him off the tar.
Man: But I'm scared to go to prison, mister! They'll take one look at me and. . .