Don Flack quotes from CSI: NY

You got to be kidding me.

Jamie Lovato

Welcome home, Yankee. I thought your desk could use some sprucing up.

My gun was stolen.

And you didn't report it?

I thought I had misplaced it.

What, it wasn't in your sock drawer, so you figured it was where? With your golf clubs?

The priority here, gentlemen, is the fact that a man shot at me.

For you, maybe. For me, it's the fact that a little girl was shot and killed with your gun.

(About the girl that was killed with his missing gun) I'd like to call her family.

Nice. Nice. Maybe you could take a couple photos with her grieving mother. A nice photo op for the campaign.

Danny

(Fogging a window with his coffee) Are we seeing letters here? Does that say 'RR'?

Jo

I think so.

Danny

Looks like an M...

Jo

R-R.. Y.

Danny

What do you got there, Don?

Well, buying a vowel, it looks to me like 'I'm sorry'.

Danny

I'll bet you he's sorry. He left a print.

I didn't mean to hurt Aimee.

I know that.

We were just playing around, you know? She was my best friend. Thanks for trying to save her.

Yeah, you're welcome, Lonnie.

Am I going to jail for what I did?

No. We're all gonna make sure that doesn't happen.

You could have made a different choice, Evan. But instead, you brought a gun to a public place with the intention of murdering someone. And when you fired that weapon, you changed the lives of every person there. You violated their sense of security, but worse than that... you hurt a child, and you don't even know it.

What are you talking about?

You dropped that gun in that dumpster, and it was found... and it was fired. And this little girl was killed.

Ah, no gran, come on, I'm stuffed.

You look like one of those POWs.

It's called being in shape.

Skinny is not a shape.

[Asking Sam] Still going with that boy?

No, we broke up. He was too clingy. I wanted to see other people.

You hit me so hard with that right hand, I was gonna call your parole officer and have you violated.

That's why I let up at the end.

Come on. You beat me up the whole fight, but I got you fair and square right there.

Seriously, man, you've come a long way. Three months ago, that punch would've put you on your ass. You're learning to relax in the ring, keep your composure.

You're just saying nice things to keep me coming back, because you like getting paid to hit a cop.

Hey, you know I love you, Flack.

I know you love hitting me.

Well... this... is a mystery. All your connections are tight, nothing's leaking. So... how do you think this water got in the bucket that you put under the sink because you supposedly had a leak?

You're the detective. You figure it out.

Doesn't take Sherlock Holmes to figure this one out.

I need you to open the pickles.

What?

The pickles. I can't open them. I need you to loosen the top.

You're the only one who lives here, right? You opened the jar. How is it you can't close it... are you stronger than yourself?

You here for the mystery leak?

Samantha Flack

Yeah, and to open some jars.

What are you doing here?

Samantha Flack

Don't you play senile with me. You called me. And you set the table for three.

You can take that damn ugly urn, too.

I thought we agreed that Dad would want to be here with you.

Dad is here with me, right here. That's all I need.

Samantha Flack

Whatever it is, if it belonged to Dad, it's all you.

You gonna pull that "he loved you more than me" crap again?

Samantha Flack

I'm sorry I can't pretend he was this wonderful guy.

I'm not asking you to pretend anything.

Samantha Flack

You know what, I can't do this again. You take the stuff. I'm good. I will see you at the next leak under the sink.

Let her be. She'll learn how to forgive him someday.

I love you.

You love my meatballs.