Then we're in the precinct and Sam's got a stack of files for everyone, as there have been numerous incidences of gay-bashing reported previously. Ray asks, "Gay-bashing? What is that, throwing a party for a queer?" Chris snickers, but he still takes a file. Ray, however, could not care less. He shares that he's thinking of taking "the old lady" (nice) to see Soylent Green. Sam is indignant: "We're not going to put this case on the back burner because Reeves turned out to be homosexual." Ray pushes a file back at Sam and snots, "I don't know what you're talking about." Sam stalks off with his files and slams them down -- which somehow manages to get everyone's attention. So Sam speechifies: "This kind of rampant hatred and prejudice is going to, some day, quite literally, change this city -- the physical landscape of this city -- in ways you can't even imagine! It'll get us into other wars, for even flimsier reasons than the one that just ended!" On the one hand: when you think about the restraint it must take to hurtle back in time and not comment every time you see the Twin Towers, it's sort of amazing Sam's as vague as he is. On the other hand: didn't the Stonewall riots take place a few years before? Wouldn't the police already be revisiting their attitude vis a vis homosexuals and civil rights? ANYWAY. Ray is outta there, so Sam resorts to the only weapon he has left: rampant spoilers. He shouts, "The crackers are made out of people! Yeah!" Ray stops and gives him a look like Jerk!