Cobber, I already own a joint there—a nice one, they tell me.
"Heart like a steel trap, cobber," he said, almost approvingly.
Put a uniform on some men and they begin to believe they're cops, eh, cobber?
Did you think we'd let you go without seeing you off, cobber?
Cobber was a little man, but he was no stranger to violence and he had the weapons.
Perhaps that was what the police counted on—that Cobber would save them an arrest.
Cobber had been looking for a spy mechanism, a mechanical device in Jadiver's body.
No place here for an honest cop—not with elections coming up, cobber.