Detective Odafin Tutuola : [Fin and Detective Cruz arrive to question some pimps] This all of them?
Detective Erica Cruz : Don't sweat it. Guppies will get the word as soon as we leave.
Detective Odafin Tutuola : [to the pimps] Fact. You are now all my bitches. Fact. Deliver this kid to me
[holding up a picture of Micah]
Detective Odafin Tutuola : or get used to living in the tombs. Fact. Until then, no stable's safe, no john's out of reach and most of all, ain't no money getting made.
Anthony Tyrell Jones : Whoa, whoa, whoa, my man. Ain't no need to flex so hard. I just happen to know a sweet young thing that's friendly with the brat.
Detective Odafin Tutuola : Who are you?
Anthony Tyrell Jones : An expediter. Trying to meet the needs of this particular market.
Detective Erica Cruz : Anthony Tyrell Jones. Maggot, nickel drug dealer, pimp. Girls he runs barely hit puberty.
Anthony Tyrell Jones : Told you before, Erica. Nobody wants an old whore.
Detective Odafin Tutuola : Who runs him?
Anthony Tyrell Jones : He's a drop off in a group stable. Whoever runs it keeps their distance.
Detective Odafin Tutuola : Notice any muscle with them?
Anthony Tyrell Jones : Kids police themselves, keep each other in line. Wish I knew how they did it. I'd love some time off.
Detective Odafin Tutuola : Just say when. Listen player, I want this kid delivered to me, unharmed, by this time tomorrow. You don't want to play with me.
Anthony Tyrell Jones : My man, my man, I'll have Jasmine deliver him right to you and only you.
Detective Odafin Tutuola : Yeah, do that.