This is what I got.
Man's voice: Suspects on northbound 110. Heavy gunfire exchanged. We need backup.
Hancock: Fellas! Listen! Give yourselves up quietly.
Man's voice: Hancock's latest act of so-called heroics has once again enraged city officials.
Woman: I can smell that liquor on your breath.
Hancock: Have I been drinking?
Hancock: Call me a Jackass one more time.
Hancock: How about you, thickness?
Man: Hancock, son of a gun, I knew you'd come.
Hancock: Stop cryin', punkass.
Man: Not OK.
Man: I do public relations.
Man: People don't like you, Hancock.
Hancock: Do I look like I care what people think?
Woman: I think you're wasing your time with this guy.
Man: I pulled some stuff up on You Tube. Everybody remembers Walter, the gray whale stuck on the beach. Along comes Hancock.
Hancock: I don't even remember that.
Man: Greenpeace does.
Man: You are a superhero, for God's sake. People should love you.
Hancock: How are we going to do that, Ray?
Man: Right now the DA is trying to figure out how to come up here and put you in jail.
Man: I say you should go.
Woman: He's not gonna go.
Man: People take you for granted. We've got to make people miss you.
Hancock: If you don't move, your head....
Man (on television): Jail watch, day five, and crime is still on the rise.
Man: You gOt a phone call. It's the chief of police. He says he needs your help.
Man: You're a hero, Hancock. You'll be miserable the rest of your life until you accept that.
Hancock: Life here can be difficult for me. After all, I am the only one of my kind. You deserve better from me. I will be better.
Hancock: I ain't wearin' that.
Hancock: What? A little tight, but you got it.
Man: Hancock, I need you to end this.
Hancock: Do I have permission to touch your body?
Hancock: It's not sexual. Not that you're not an attractive woman. Maybe on a different day--
Woman: Get me out of here!
Woman: Hancock is down. He looks hurt.
Man: That's it. Make it look hard.