I want your badge and your gun on my desk!

Now you listen to me, McFox! I’ve got the mayor breathin’ down my neck about this re-election fundraiser and I can’t have you out there blowing up his limo! I don’t care how many busts you log or how many perps you put behind bars, Harley: if you can’t play by the book, you’re going to pay. It’s as simple as that.

It’s not so black and white any more, McFox! You can’t just go around cracking skulls these days, you gotta play the politics. Listen, we’ll get these guys, I promise. But we’ll get ‘em by the book. And you’ve racked up quite a body count out there, McFox. You got your own partner killed, man. You need to take some time. You’re off this case.

What did you just say to me?! Fine! You’re off this FORCE! Badge and gun, FORMER-Detective McFox! Get out of my precinct!

Can you believe that guy? Thinks he can play by his own rules!

What’s that noise? Sounds like a motorcycle…

Wear this shirt: On your first day with your new partner. It might break the ice.

Don’t wear this shirt: To the mayor’s fundraiser dinner. It’s a black tie event, you maverick!

This shirt tells the world: “I’m not trying to draw a psycho pension. I really am crazy.”

We call this color: Criminal Asphalt

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