Due South (TV Series)
You Must Remember This (1995)
Paul Gross: Constable Benton Fraser
Quotes
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Constable Benton Fraser : You know, there was a woman once, Ray. We were, um... I don't know what we were. In the end, I tracked her up above the 62nd parallel into a place called Fortitude Pass. A storm had been blowing for days, the whole world was white. By the time I found her, I'd lost everything - my packs, my supplies... everything. She was huddled in the lee side of a mountain crag, almost frozen, very near death. So I staked a lean-to and draped my coat around it, and I drew her inside and covered her body with mine, and I just held her... while the storm closed around us like a blanket. And I forced her to speak to me, just talk to me; say anything to keep the cold from taking her. And it snowed for a day, and a night... and a day. I was delirious; I almost gave up. The only thing I had to hold onto was the sound of her voice, which never wavered. She recited a poem, over and over. You know a funny thing? I must have heard that poem a thousand times that night, but I never heard the words. It ended... badly. She had a darkness inside her. And the most beautiful voice... the most beautiful voice you ever heard.
[choked up, looks over to see Ray nodded off]
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Constable Benton Fraser : Does the phone have to be in use to pick up a signal?
Elaine Besbriss : No, it just has to be turned on to receive calls. It emits a signal unless the power's off. That's the good news.
Ray Vecchio : Elaine, we're attempting to track criminals as though they were fur-bearing mammals. What news could be bad?
Elaine Besbriss : The grid covers an area of twenty square miles. Unless you plan to go door-to-door...
Ray Vecchio : Okay, Fraser, how do we find the herd?
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Constable Benton Fraser : Can you trace the number?
Elaine Besbriss : Sure, but she called from her car. It was a cell phone.
Jack Huey : No, you're never gonna track a cell. It's a nightmare.
Constable Benton Fraser : Not really, not if you've tracked caribou.
Ray Vecchio : Fraser, let's try this one more time, okay? We're in Chicago. We're not tracking caribou, we're tracking gunrunners.
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Constable Benton Fraser : [as Ray is using his car for a roadblock] Ray, I don't mean to press the point, but we're standing behind a 1971 Buick Riviera. They, on the other hand, are hurtling down a hill at roughly forty-seven miles an hour in a six-ton steel-plated military weapons carrier.
Ray Vecchio : Works for me!
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Ray Vecchio : She kissed me
Constable Benton Fraser : AFTER she hit you?
Ray Vecchio : I'm going to see her in jail, Fraser, if it's the last thing I do.
[Fraser pats him on the back, then holds up his hands in an innocent gesture after Vecchio glares at him]
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Ray Vecchio : [Ray walks away after just kissing the ATF officer] That's it, Fraser, that's the sign.
Constable Benton Fraser : What is, Ray?
Ray Vecchio : The look. She left me, but she left me for the right reason. She loves me.
Constable Benton Fraser : But... she's gone.
Ray Vecchio : Well, that's what's right for us. Maybe someday it won't be, but now it is.
Constable Benton Fraser : But you might never see each other again.
Ray Vecchio : Exactly! that's what we need - ridiculous odds, and just a speck of hope that someday, we'll beat it.
Constable Benton Fraser : I can't say I understand that, Ray.
Ray Vecchio : Well, of course you don't. You're not too swift with this stuff, are you, Fraser.
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Harding Welsh : Do you ever feed this wolf?
Constable Benton Fraser : I'm so terribly sorry, sir, but I think it's the urban influence. He seems to have developed a real taste for fast food.
Harding Welsh : [to Ray] All right. Two teams, two spotters, one apartment. No mini-bar.
Ray Vecchio : Thanks, Lieutenant.
Harding Welsh : If you don't get him by Friday, that's it.
Ray Vecchio : Right!
Harding Welsh : [Diefenbaker still at his feet] If I give him some, will he stop?
Constable Benton Fraser : Not a chance, sir.
[Welsh feeds Dief the rest of his hamburger]
Constable Benton Fraser : Thank you kindly, Lieutenant.
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Ray Vecchio : Even if I give you that shot a hundred times, you'll never make it again. It's like something you do on ice skates. This ain't hockey, okay, Fraser? This is basketball. It's an American game.
Constable Benton Fraser : Well, perhaps it has become Americanized, Ray. But like many things Americans lay claim to, it originated elsewhere.
Ray Vecchio : Get outta here!
Constable Benton Fraser : No, it's a fact. Basketball was invented by a Canadian.
Ray Vecchio : Look, just because some fisherman once slam-dunked a halibut into a net...
Constable Benton Fraser : Actually, he was a minister, who used a soccer ball, and he nailed peach baskets to either end of the gym.
Ray Vecchio : This is very sad, Fraser.
Constable Benton Fraser : Of course, Reverend Naismith did eventually emigrate to the United States; as a matter of fact, he was working at a YMCA in Springfield, Massachusetts, of all places.
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Ray Vecchio : [being examined after getting hit by a car] She pulled me to safety... and then she kissed me.
Paramedic : Uh-huh.
Constable Benton Fraser : She kissed you?
Ray Vecchio : On the lips.
Paramedic : Head injury. It happens.
Constable Benton Fraser : Did she speak to you?
Ray Vecchio : She wanted to stay. I know she did... and then she was gone. She wants me to find her, Fraser.
Paramedic : Uh-huh.
Ray Vecchio : Will you stop with the uh-huh-in'?
Constable Benton Fraser : Do you remember what she looked like?
Ray Vecchio : [dreamily] She looked exquisite.
Paramedic , Constable Benton Fraser : Uh-HUH.