Diamond, the only trouble with you is you'd like to be me. You'd like to have my organization, my influence, my fix. You can't; that's impossible. You think it's money; it's not. It's personality. You haven't got it, Lieutenant. You're a cop. Slow. Steady. Intelligent. With a bad temper, and a gun under your arm. And with a big yen for a girl he can't have. First is first, and second is nobody.