Oh, yeah, this goes way past the Sunday school indoctrination my mom made me sit through. This is a form of control. It's a way to discourage analytical thinking.
Or scare you into thinking you're gonna burn in hell if you- you wear a skirt above your knee. I mean, somebody's doing this to keep her in line and she's still protecting them.
You fired the bullet that killed Esther Labott. [horrified, Rollins starts crying] You know the drill. You'll talk to the preliminary investigators, you'll talk to IAB. And I'm confident you'll be back on the job in a few days. [Rollins keeps crying, inconsolable] I'm sorry.
Bobby drove Tiana to all her appointments. He also kept his eyes on the road when she had to handle business in the back seat. He has names, dates, and cash amounts.
I-I thought we were like family here. I mean... you know, Fin, on days when... a perp walks or a victim dies, you know, I look at your desk. And it reminds me that there is a cop who will kick in doors, and... give everything he has without hesitation, and... I don't have to look behind me, because I know that he has my back. And now... now he's Sergeant Tutola.
These women, nobody has any need for them anymore. Their... their "sell by" dates have expired. All right, we can't just... leave them out on the curb for Wednesday pickup. So what do we do? We shove them into hospitals, we shove them in facilities, and give them old records and coloring books.
Well, one, Jayden's too young to be playing video games. Two, my rat-bastard ex? He had these tickets, and there was no way I was gonna let him have them. And three, I needed company.
[on the phone with his sister] Teresa, I gotta tell you, I don't know what you've been waiting for, but the last time I checked, all the billionaires who look like George Clooney? They're taken, you know?
