Grimm...

...I'm not coming with you.

What?

Jesus!

No. No, son. I don't have time for this.

- You poor son of a bitch. Come here. - Him?

Come on. I got a schedule to keep.

- What can I do to help? - Behind the white line!

- Listen, I'll pay his fare. - Fine.

- You have exact change? - You better get some help!

- You've become Ralph Kramden's evil twin. - All right.

- Come on, son. Come on. - Look.

There's $6ooo here. Okay? It's real. I know how this city degrades the individual.

- It is appalling. - Come on.

Take this and start a new life for yourself. Somewhere off this bus, okay?

Come on! You're gonna break your guitar. Come on.

There you go. Come on.

We got a schedule. Come on. Let's move. Come on.

We will quietly pull over and board all Number Nine buses.

We do not want another hostage situation.