Well, I guess I better not fuck up

Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD:
[Kate has set up a meeting between Jimmie and Detective Fitzgerald at a beach location]
Your wife tells me you have a plan to put Parnell and Scalise away for a long time. Jimmie Rainwood:
Yeah. Kate's told me good things about you. The problem is, you're a cop, like them. Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD:
I'm nothing at all like them. I'm only here because Your wife asked me to come. You need a cop to make this thing stick. So if you have something, let's have it. Otherwise, forget it. Jimmie Rainwood:
All right, forget it. [both turn to leave] Kate Rainwood:
Are you crazy? You won't be fit to live with unless we go through with this and you [pointedly to Fitzgerald] Kate Rainwood:
have been walking around with a stiff neck whining about proof since the day I met you! [to both] Kate Rainwood:
Now work the fucking thing out! Jimmie Rainwood:
[to Fitzgerald]
What are you willing to do? Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD:
[sighs]
At this point, almost anything. Jimmie Rainwood:
Look, with your help, we can get these guys dirty and put 'em away. Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD:
What do I get if I agree? Jimmie Rainwood:
You'll witness them buying cocaine. Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD:
[sarcastically]
No shit. Jimmie Rainwood:
You be ready on a half hour's notice. I'll give you the time and place. Just you. No one else. Detective John Fitzgerald, Internal Affairs LBPD:
I'm gonna go along with you on this. But if you fuck up, and my ass ends up in a sling, you and I are going to go round and round. Jimmie Rainwood:
[smiles]
Well, I guess I better not fuck up