- Kenny No-Gun: You know, from the rope we'll be able to tell what the guy's into; if it's nylon, it's boating, if it's polyester - shipping, polypropylene - fishing... you know, some rope is sensitive to the cold and other deteriorates in the UV light, so...
- [the other detectives stare at him]
- Kenny No-Gun: ...From the sex crime days.
- Det. Andy Williams: I take back all the crap I said about you.
- Kenny No-Gun: Thank you.
- Det. Lydia Adams: Well, what do you want me to do? Put on a little outfit, go out, get drunk, stagger to my car, get raped, and end up here for ten years, waitin' for somebody to do somethin' about it?
- Det. Russell Clarke: Jeez, Lyd - take it easy.
- Cathleen Kerik: What kind of case were you pulled off of?
- Det. Lydia Adams: Girl in South Central, strangled and dumped in an alley. Nothin' you'd be concerned with.
- Cathleen Kerik: OK. What is it, exactly, that you don't like about me? Huh?
- Det. Lydia Adams: I don't like the fact that if this girl was found in an alley in Brentwood, this would be front page news.
- Cathleen Kerik: That...
- Det. Lydia Adams: I don't like that there's a backlog of rape DNA of three thousand cases. I don't like the skirt you wear, I don't like your hairstyle, I don't like that every time a man is within fifteen feet of you, you push out your chest and your voice gets all kittenish.
- Corbin Nelson: ...Is my mom dead?
- Det. Russell Clarke: [reaching to turn off the TV] You mind if I turn this off here?... Yeah... she is... I'm really, really sorry.
- Corbin Nelson: ...She was a whore.
- Det. Russell Clarke: [taken aback by the blunt remark] She was your mom... Look - I know you're always gonna remember this night, how awful it is, but... you can build good memories, too... Y'know, you gotta do that, you gotta focus on that. Try and remember the nice things about her.
- Dina Clarke: So what are you doin'? Typin' a letter or somethin'?
- Det. Russell Clarke: No, I'm gonna write.
- Dina Clarke: You are *so* competitive.
- Det. Russell Clarke: Can we not do this right now?
- Dina Clarke: But seriously, I write, so now you have to write?
- Det. Russell Clarke: Can't we just both write?
- Dina Clarke: You and every other cop - everyone thinks they're a writer.
- Det. Russell Clarke: You know what, Dina? You're not exactly Dostoyevsky, all right?
- Dina Clarke: ...You're screwing that teacher, aren't you?
- Det. Russell Clarke: [bewildered by the question] ... No.
- Det. Sammy Bryant: You've been draggin' my ass all over the place for two days - what the hell is goin' on, Nate?
- Det. Nate Moretta: Mercedes isn't my sister... she's my daughter.
- [Sammy looks at him in surprise]
- Det. Nate Moretta: Right after I enlisted, I found out my girlfriend was pregnant. We were all set to put the kid up for adoption, but my parents jumped in the middle of things. They refused to let their first grandchild be raised by a stranger.
- Det. Sammy Bryant: Does Mercedes know?
- Det. Nate Moretta: No... I don't know, maybe. Maybe that's why she's actin' out like this.
- Det. Nate Moretta: I didn't want you to find out this way.
- Mercedes Moretta: When? On your deathbed?
- Det. Nate Moretta: ...Look, I was young. I couldn't give you the home that you deserved. Mom and Pops, they could give that to you.
- Mercedes Moretta: What about my mother? Why didn't she take me?
- Det. Nate Moretta: Because your mother... fell in with the wrong group of people. OK? She got into drugs, she got into alcohol.
- Mercedes Moretta: Do you still talk to her?
- Det. Nate Moretta: No, Mija, I don't. By the time I came home from the army, she... she moved away.
- Mercedes Moretta: Do I look like her?
- Det. Nate Moretta: Sure do - a lot. You're beautiful - just the way she was.
- Mercedes Moretta: I want to find her.
- Det. Nate Moretta: ...OK. We can try.
- Mercedes Moretta: For real?
- Det. Nate Moretta: For real.
- Det. Russell Clarke: I think that, uh... she would have wanted you to have that.
- [he hands Corbin his mother's cross pendant, and the boy quietly looks at it]
- Corbin Nelson: My grandma said you caught the guy.
- Det. Russell Clarke: Yeah, we did.
- Corbin Nelson: That's good, right?
- Det. Russell Clarke: Definitely.
- [the boy continues to quietly touch the cross]
- Det. Lydia Adams: I have something to tell you. I'm a cop.
- Talib: Jeez... Well, I didn't see that one comin'... Cop. So you - you enjoy your job?
- Det. Lydia Adams: I love it.
- Det. Lydia Adams: [it suddenly strikes her how true that statement is] Hm - I really love it... and I had a good week.