Eckhart was supposed to meet his wife at Lincoln Center after work.
But when he was running late, he told her to go to the surveyor's office instead.
Figured if they were going to miss the show, they might as well be together.
So, he blamed himself as much as everyone else.
Lindsay
Maybe more.
Each man is the architect of his own fate.
And sometimes the fate of others.
Lindsay
(enters the locker room to see Danny with a back support under his shirts) What is that?
Nothing. Just precautionary. My back's been acting up. Probably just pulled something.
Lindsay
When?
A few weeks ago, when Flack and I were chasing Hollis Eckhart.
Lindsay
You know, Danny? Maybe you came back to work too soon.
And what are our other options, Linds? I take any more sick days, they'll force a medical leave on me.
Lindsay
Well, look on the bright side. You'd get to spend more time with Lucy. You are her favourite.
(swallows a pill) It'll be fine (leans forward and kisses the corner of her mouth) Don't worry about it.
Lindsay
(answering her phone) Lindsay Messer.
Lindsay
Are you still at the acupuncture studio?
Yeah, no, I'm still here and, erm, I think somebody just lifted my wallet.
Lindsay
Are you sure you had it with you?
(getting anxious) No, no, I'm sure it was in here. They got everything... I mean, M-my-my-my wallet, my-my cards, my money, even my grandfather's dog tags. My badge.
Lindsay
Can you talk to the owner? Maybe he saw something.
They got my badge, Lindsay, what am I going to do?
Lindsay
All right, look, we'll find it, Danny, okay? Don't beat yourself up. Just come back here, we'll figure something out.
[Adam Lindsay and Danny in the garage, putting together a burnt race car]
Lindsay
Somebody did a bad thing to a good fencooler.
Lindsay
Anything that rips it up 200 miles an hour, you gotta respect.
Haha...that's my girl. You grow up in Montana and you love race cars.
LLinds
Maybe stop cars, but open wheel...that's a whole different thing.
I know what you mean. Paddle-shift versus stick, front rear wings and you have the whole LCD steering wheel that you basically need an engineering degree to operate.
Lindsay
You race?
[Lindsay laughs]
Those games are very realistic.
All right, Speed Racer, calm down.
[Danny, Lindsay, and Adam showing Mac their findings]
Lindsay
So is this thing a beauty or what?
Every single piece is accounted for following the specs and the burn pattern.
We checked the area behind the cockpit right here, Mac and this is where we discovered our mystery generator was located.
Lindsay
We checked with the racing coalition, and it's called a V.I.C engine.
Velocity Injection Chamber. I've read about it. It's a nasty piece of work, but it's still experimental, not every team is using it.
Lindsay
That's why it wasn't in the specs. It isn't part of the formula yet.
Might be the future if hybrid engines though. It recycles wasted energy. (He explains how it works) Instant turbo-boost right at your fingertips. Press the button and...
[Everyone looks at him]
(mumbles) Sorry, that was...that was your moment...I thought you were gonna...boom...nothing.
We're gonna need blueprints of that prison. Everything you can get your hands on. Electrical systems, service corridors, every single access point.
You really think we can do this?
Lindsay
What? What are you thinking?
We're gonna have to break Hawkes out of prison
Danny [to Hawkes]: You find our smoking gun, Doc?
It's definitely been discharged. Won't know exactly when until I get it back to the lab.
Lindsay
Where did you find it?
Trash can. Over there, right on top.
Lindsay
Meaning whoever dumped it was in a hurry.
Or they were just plain stupid.
(Reading from the newspaper) It all started when Casey's brother hung himself in prison, after being convicted of allegedly robbing a bar and killing the bartender... (drops the newspaper) Allegedly, no, no, he killed a guy.
Lindsay
You want to know what tomorrow's headline is going to be? Woman allegedly kills her husband for not helping with the laundry. Come on we were supposed to leave an hour ago.
(Talking to Lucy) You see how your mommy talks to me? I'm pretty sure the beach isn't going anywhere, is it?
(Talking to LIndsay) You think you can get away with that?
Lindsay
Killing you? Absolutely.
You're that confident with your crime scene clean up skills?
Lindsay
Oh, who said I would clean up anything?
Oh, of course, you wouldn't leave anything behind right?
Lindsay
No, I would leave everything behind. Including me.
Oh, so you're going with self defense.
(Talking to Lucy) She's going with self defense.
Lindsay
You were in here folding laundry, I came in with Lucy to tell you that I was leaving you.
(Talking to Lucy)(Sarcastically) Leaving me.
Lindsay
The love was gone. We stopped having sex when your impotence problem and your temper became too much for me to handle. So, I said good bye, I turned, and you grabbed me from behind.. It was awful. I mean he had gotten angry before, but never like that Officer. The rage in his eyes...he started choking me, and I was gasping for air. I grabbed the vase and... hit him over the head with it. (Covers her mouth with her hand)
[Danny makes a not bad face to Lucy]
Lindsay
I would be out of the Precinct by Noon.
I'm genuinly frightened. I don't want to go on this vacation
[Lindsay starts to laugh and throws a pile of clothes at him]
Lindsay
Pack
[Reading from the newspaper] Apparently, the killing spree started when his brother, Ian Casey, hung himself in his jail cell, after being convicted of murder in 2006. Ian Casey allegedly robbed a bar, killing the bartender... [drops the newspaper] Allegedly? No, no, he killed a guy.
Lindsay
You want to know what tomorrow's headline is going to be? Woman allegedly kills her husband for not helping with the laundry. Come on we were supposed to leave an hour ago!
[To Lucy] You see how your mommy talks to me? I'm pretty sure the beach isn't going anywhere, is it? [To Lindsay] You think you can get away with that?
Lindsay
Killing you?
Lindsay
Absolutely.
You're that confident with your crime scene clean up skills?
Lindsay
Oh, who said I would clean up anything?
(sarcastically) Oh, of course, you wouldn't leave anything behind right?
Lindsay
No, I would leave everything behind. Including me. I wouldn't flee.
Self defence?! [to Lucy] So she's going with self defense.
Lindsay
You were in here folding laundry. I came in with Lucy to tell you I was leaving you.
[Sarcastically to Lucy] Leaving me.
Lindsay
The love was gone. We'd stopped having sex when your impotence problem and your temper became too much for me to handle. So, I said good bye, and I turned, and you grabbed me from behind. It was awful. [mock welling up] I mean he had gotten angry before, but never like that officer. The rage in his eyes... he started choking me, and I was gasping for air. And I grabbed the vase and I hit him over the head with it. [normally] I'd be out of the precinct by noon.
I'm genuinely frightened. I don't want to go on this vacation
Lindsay
[starts to laugh and throws a pile of clothes at him] Pack!
Lindsay
[grabbing her camera] OK! Hold on a second, let me take a picture!
[shocked] In the car? We're 100 yards from the ocean!
Lindsay
I told my mom I'd take a lot of pictures. Besides, relax. We're not on a shift. We're on vacation.
Lindsay
I can just see you when you're 60. "Come on, we're only a hundred yards from the ocean."
Lindsay Monroe
We did find Sass Dumonde's dead body.
According to the university, she was in your class last semester.
Lindsay Monroe
We found her strangled to death with your fancy headphones.
(whistles) That's pretty harsh. I mean, I failed Calculus, but my teacher didn't kill me.
Lindsay Monroe
A few of these and a laptop, and she's able to write, record her own music, post it online for millions of people to hear, and then text and video-chat with God knows how many more.
Well, that's great, but how long before more is too much?
Lindsay Monroe
(laughs) I don't know, but... you know, we already opened the 21st century, Danny. I think it's too late to send it back.
Yeah, well, you're probably right about that, but just to be clear, though, Lucy is never going near a computer, okay? Just, ever.
Lindsay Monroe
Okay. But she does have, uh, a laptop lab at her preschool, and she can use my iPhone better than I can.