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New Centurions 187: ‘We got a lieutenant that‘s very explicit about nice legal pinches [...] The boss says we do police work straight arrow’.at straight-arrow, adv.
New Centurions 187: ‘We got a lieutenant that‘s very explicit about nice legal pinches [...] The boss says we do police work straight arrow’. New Centurions 225: ‘She thought he was a PO-lice impersonator when he finally badged her’.at badge, v.
New Centurions 144: ‘Wouldn‘t it be nice if somebody would [...] grab a shotgun and catch the bastard squatting on their kitchen table just squeezing out a big one and baloooey, he‘d be shitting out a new hole’.at balooey!, excl.
New Centurions 199: [L]ifting his shirt and showing Roy the huge black beaver-tail sap he carried .at beavertail, n.
New Centurions 58: Some bitch in Newton Division beefed a policeman last week. Says he took her in a park and tried to lay her.at beef, v.1
New Centurions 197: It’s no use, I’m burned here.at burned, adj.1
New Centurions 122: ‘I‘m going to sue you, motherfucker,’ said the raspy sobbing voice [...] Gonsalvez tightened his grip on Serge‘s arm. ‘Don‘t listen to that cabrone’.at cabrone, n.
New Centurions 61: ‘[T]he old canoe maker at the autopsy today claimed that she punctured the aorta with a three and a half inch blade!’.at canoe maker (n.) under canoe, n.2
New Centurions 270: Serge snorted at the exaggerated cholo walk of ape man: toes turned out, heels digging in, arms swinging freely, this was the trademark of the gang member.at cholo, adj.
New Centurions 123: These con wise little mothers are sticking together pretty damn good on their stories.at conwise (adj.) under con, n.1
New Centurions 149: ‘I hate like hell to go to all the trouble of absentee booking a drunk at the General Hospital prison ward [...] They’ll dry him out and [...] he’ll be right back here’.at dry out, v.
New Centurions 44: ‘How often you pick up a sitting duck?’ asked Serge [...] checking a license plate against the numbers on the hot sheet.at sitting duck, n.
New Centurions 241: ‘It wouldn‘t hurt to try for a prostitution offer. If we get it, we could always try to use them to duke us into the upstairs drinking’.at duke in (v.) under duke, v.1
New Centurions 101: ‘[S]omebody that‘s so pissed off at his landlord or tenant that he‘s ready to climb the ass of anybody that comes through the door’.at climb someone’s frame (v.) under frame, n.1
New Centurions 183: Lonely broads on the make, you know, just amateurs, freebies.at freebie, n.
New Centurions 131: ‘Now, you [...] want to start something, we got enough help that’ll [...] take care of you and anybody else that decides to be froggy and leap’.at feel froggy (v.) under froggy, adj.2
New Centurions 80: ‘Stay frosty. Relax’ .at frosty, adj.
New Centurions 201: ‘The open restrooms draw fruits like flies.’ ‘Fruit flies,’ said Simeone.at fruit-fly (n.) under fruit, n.
New Centurions 191: I can tell all my friends I’m a G-man, [...] G for garbage.at G-man (n.) under G, n.
New Centurions 3: That‘s just like a Texas Chicano [...] Afraid I‘ll disgrace him in front of the gabachos.at gabacho, n.
New Centurions 230: ‘I’m going to take a crap and then we’re going to work,’ said Bonelli [...] ‘You say you’re going in there to give birth to a sergeant?’ said Farrell.at give birth to a copper (v.) under give, v.2
New Centurions 270: ‘Drinking a little wine, I guess.’ ‘Yeah, that’s not like him. He’s a glue head’.at gluey, n.
New Centurions 124: ‘I [...] took out the baton and broke two of his ribs and they had to put thirteen stitches in his head. [...] I never done that before or since. I mean I never let go before’.at let go (with), v.
New Centurions 187: ‘[T]he boss is a little hinky about some of these tails you been pulling’.at hinky, adj.
New Centurions 150: [of a policeman sleeping on duty] He hated ‘going to the hole’ which meant hiding your car in some bleak alley or concealed parking lot, sleeping the fitful frantic half-awake sleep of the morning watch policeman, more nerve-racking than restful.at hole, n.1
New Centurions 186: ‘Honest to God, she honked my horn [...] Gave it two toots with a thumb and forefinger’ [ibid.] 197: ‘[Y]ou don‘t have to let a man grab your joint. If it looks like he’s making a move to honk you, just grab his hand and he’s busted.at honk (someone’s horn), v.
New Centurions 189: ‘Apartments six, seven, and eight all have hot beds in them now [...] and we must‘ve seen these three whores take twelve or thirteen tricks in there one after another. [...] One hot bed can make you plenty [...] These three are really busy. They don‘t even bother changing sheets,.at hotbed (n.) under hot, adj.
New Centurions 199: ‘[T]hat [. . .] wristlock they teach you in the academy never seems to work when you‘re [...] battling some hugger mugger‘s pimp’.at hugger-mugger, n.2
New Centurions 77: ‘Ohooo man, this is a roust!’ said Gandy as Kilvinsky patted him down. ‘This is a humbug and a roust!’.at humbug, n.
New Centurions 187: ‘She mentioned the cute [...] cop that booked her on a hummer. She claims she laid a hand on your knee and you pinched her for lewd conduct ’.at hummer, n.6
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