Stella: With all this rain, it's not like Mother Nature's playing ball.
Mac: Then it's time to change the game.

Stella: You can take the girl out of high school, but you can't take the scars of high school out of the girl.

Stella: You can talk to me off the record, you know that, right?
Lindsay: What do you want me to say?
Stella: You left the crime scene Lindsay, I mean, I covered for you, but...
Lindsay: Yeah, thanks.
Stella: Look, if you have a problem you should tell someone, I'm just trying to help.
Lindsay: Well don't, OK? Just leave me alone.
Stella: Clearly I made a mistake about trying to be your friend here, so I'll be your boss: when you're requested at a crime scene you show up and you do your job. Speaking of your job, I expect to see you at the autopsy this afternoon.

Stella: You know, I'm curious. What was going through your mind when that bomb went off?
Adam: Well, uh, you know how they say your entire life is supposed to flash before your eyes when you think you're gonna die?
Stella: Yeah, I'm familiar with that one. Yeah.
Adam: The only thing I could muster up is when Joey Allen beat me in the head during a dodge ball game in third grade.

Stella: You know, Lindsay, I don't think these lollipops are lollipops. (tests one) Heroin.
Lindsay: Well, that changes everything.

Stella: You wear spray-on stockings, correct?
Melanie: Yeah. Makes my legs look sexy, see? I don't like fishnets. They give me an itch. (runs her foot up Stella's leg)
Stella: Give it up, Melanie. I like men.

Stella: [to Sam Baker) So somebody broke into your apartment, took the key, borrowed your car, committed a homicide, dumped the car, and then put the key back. I mean, does that sound like anything a sane person would believe?

Steve Collins: Oww!
[Mac was a witness to a shooting in the diner where he goes every morning, and Don is taking his statement]

Steve Collins: You can't touch me!
Det. Mac Taylor: Sure I can.
[pokes him hard]

Steven Benson: (about testifying against his son, Paul in a rape case) Not a day goes by we don't second-guess our decision. Paul's our son.
Jo Danville: If you'd kept silent, you wouldn't have been able to live with yourselves.

Steven Benson: It took a few weeks and several fights, but we decided that telling the truth was the right thing to do.
Jo Danville: It was. No matter how much it may have hurt. So you had no contact with Paul after that?
Steven Benson: We tried, but Paul didn't want anything to do with us. He felt that we'd betrayed him so he just cut us off.
Nina Benson: We moved a couple years later. Tried to put it behind us.
Jo Danville: Paul was digging by the side of the house for the spare key. But the locks had been changed and he used a crowbar to get inside. He thought it was you in that bed. Paul went back to the house to kill you.

Student (about dead teacher): He was an inspiration, the kinda man i'd like to be in 20 years, only earning 50 times more. You know its sad when such a young life is taken before...[cut off by Flack].
Flack: Stop. Just stop.

Sutton: That was my life.
Mac: That wasn't your life, this is. And for the next twenty five years, that life is the property of the New York State Department of Corrections.

Taurus Tevis: [Sees Mac] Yo. [Sees Flack] 'Sup, Blue?
[Flack gives him the nod] [about playing basketball in Harlem]

Terrence Davis: (after Flack tracks him down) You can't keep coming around here like this, Flack. You trying to get me killed?
Flack: You kidding me? Why would I want to make more work for myself?
Terrence Davis: Yo, I'm not playing, yo.
Flack: Well, move to the Upper East Side, and we won't have this problem.