Too bad, your old lady does

Judge Zane:

Thank you for your testimony, Officer Reese. Sergeant Highway, drunk and disorderly. Fighting in a public establishment. Urinating on a police vehicle? Highway:
Well, it seemed like the thing to do, sir. Judge Zane:
Just because there's no war going on does not give you the right to start one every time you get drunk. Now I'm taking into account your excellent military record and your commitment to the security of this great nation. But this is your last chance. One hundred dollar fine. Next! Highway:
[as he's leaving the courtroom]
Your nightstick file for divorce, Reese? Reese:
[outside the courtroom]
Who the hell do you think you are? Pissin' on my squad car. You think you can break our rules and then just walk away? Or are we supposed to wet our pants over your dress blues and your Goddamn colored ribbons. Take a look at that file of yours sometime, hero. Check the dates. It's ancient fucking history. You know, one of these Saturday nights you're going to be puking blood in some alley and you're going to look up and see me standing there. Then we'll see. Highway:
Keep dreaming, shit ball. Reese:
You're gonna pay full price rummy. I don't believe in no serviceman's discounts. Highway:
Too bad, your old lady does