Boy, this job is something else!

Det. Jim Campbell:

[responding to a hostage situation @ St. Edmund's Catholic high school]
... Man, you know this ain't our gig. Lt. Jack Cole:
Why worry? It's just a lovesick kid here; he's not the first, he won't be the last. Det. Jim Campbell:
Yeah, an *armed and dangerous* lovesick kid. Why do you think we've got SWAT? Lt. Jack Cole:
Because they look good in black. See if you can beg or borrow a couple of cell-phones for me; I'll meet you there. [Inside a nearby classroom, Johnny holds his fellow students and their teacher at gunpoint] Millie:
...Johnny! Johnny, please stop this. They're going to hurt you if...! Johnny Deverell:
I'm *not* in the mood for this, Millie! Millie:
Just put the gun down, Johnny! Stop this! Please, Johnny! Lt. Jack Cole:
[over the school's PA system]
Johnny. This is Detective Jack Cole, LAPD. I'm not here to hurt you; I'm here to help you. I just gotta get in some kind of dialogue with you before SWAT gets here, because I don't want you to get hurt. So step over to the window, and you'll see that I'm unarmed. Johnny Deverell:
Nobody move! [the young hostages cower beneath their desks] Lt. Jack Cole:
Just come on over to the window, so you can see me. That's it. [Johnny looks out the window but doesn't see anybody. Then Cole bursts in through the door, gun drawn] Lt. Jack Cole:
Sorry I had to do that, Johnny. Put the gun down. I don't wanna shoot you, and you don't wanna be dead. Johnny Deverell:
Why not? Lt. Jack Cole:
Come on, drop the gun! Or at least tell me what you want. Johnny Deverell:
Don't talk like you know what makes me tick, man! You want me to start shooting? [He waves his gun at his classmates] Lt. Jack Cole:
You're right; I don't know you. So I'm gonna put my gun down... [He does] Lt. Jack Cole:
... and we'll start out like this. Now, what's the problem? Johnny Deverell:
You wouldn't understand, man. Lt. Jack Cole:
Try me. Johnny Deverell:
I just can't go back with them. Lt. Jack Cole:
With who? Who can't you go back with? [as Johnny puts the gun to his own head, Cole catches him with a ramming tackle... which sends them both out one window and in through another] Millie:
I love you, Johnny! Johnny Deverell:
[barely conscious]
I love you too, Millie. Lt. Jack Cole:
[dazed]
And I love both of you. [to himself] Lt. Jack Cole:
Boy, this job is something else!