Hill Street Blues quotes

Hill

[to Renko] You're not getting' older. You're getting' downright maudlin.

Excuse me, officer.

Renko

What?

I'd like to report a misdemeanor.

Renko

You talking to me?

Aside from your partner, I don't see any other uniforms in here.

Renko

Well, I guess you're right. Uh, ma'am, what is the nature of the complaint?

How about "breach of contract" for starters. My lunch date's a no-show.

Renko

[smiles] Well, I'd call that a major felony, ma'am. [looks her up and down]. Judging by your appearances, I'd say the suspect has a major chance of acquittal through temporary insanity.

Hunter

Frank, my life is an unfired shot. No wife, no children, no one to give my love to.

Goldblume

Don't worry, Fay. Running away from home is as American as apple pie.

Fay

Is he here? Please tell me he's here!

Furillo

Who?

Fay

Frank, junior. He's missing!

Furillo

What do you mean "missing"?

Fay

We had a fight at breakfast. See, he wanted to go camping next weekend with the Benjamins and I told him he couldn't, and he stormed out of the house in a kind of Mediterranean rage he could have only inherited from- [stops short]

Not bad, honkey. Want me to frisk her for you?

Renko

What I would like you to do is to shut your face before I relocate it for you in the vicinity of your butt.

Nice place you got here.

LaRue

I'm tellin' ya man, it's a miscarriage of justice putting that little bozo in a massage parlor. Belker wouldn't know a good massage if it came up and bit him. Matter of fact, that is Belker's idea of a good massage.

You see, that license don't mutilate for two more years.

Howard! Don't you put your pants on! We were discussing phone calls!

Do you want us to see each other?

Hunter

I do! I – I am such a fumble tongue. You know, I'm very articulate in command.

Give me an order, Lieutenant.

Hunter

Kiss me, Nurse Wolfowitz.

Howard… [she kisses him]

Fay

I am a journalist, not a-a ghoul!

Furillo

Anything wrong?

Fay

[after a wino threw up on her] My best pair of boots just got saluted by one of your wine stewards!

Fay

[describing the people who burglarized her house] You see, they not only took things, they also left something. A small token of their esteem! In the living room…on the rug!

I am going to bury you and your chief deeper than we just planted that piece of dirt back there [gesturing towards Maizel's gravesite].

Eddie

Mick, this handsome, middle-aged man asked me for a match. I said, "How about you and me?" What can I say? I'm a hopeless romantic.