Sit down, dirtball.
KKevin
[extends his hand] Please, call me Kevin.
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
Mrs. Perez, would you mind terribly leaving the little one with Officer Belker here while we ask you a few questions? He's very good with children.
PMrs. Perez
You take my baby? I want a receipt.
[touching the lumpy bag in front of her] What is this?
Don't pay any attention to that.
[jerking her hand away from the bag in revulsion] What do you mean, "Don't pay any attention to that"? There is a dead person in that bag, Frank!
Fay, please, I'm pressed. Would you get to the point?
Judas Priest, Frank! That's an eight-inch steel door! If those idiots don't think we mean business than our ace in the hole isn't worth a brown Q-tip!
We're using a GL-700 deluxe mobile Frost King, Frank! It has dual frost pumps and direct power access. It sucks up thermal BTU's faster than an elephant in heat!
Can I stash some meat in the rear of your unit?
Sure, why not.
Understand what? That my own partner doesn't want me in his house? I am housebroken, Bobby! I haven't messed the rug in years!
Are you on duty or just in heat?
Uh... right. I'm on my way.
[to Renko] You want to be like John D. LaRue with a pint in your pocket? Fine, but you get yourself another partner...'cause I care about what I do!
[to Hill] Hey, babe. Uh, you want to run a couple of those lines past me again? I think I'm gonna need 'em on J.D.
Makes a wicked carrot cake, my Cindy. The frosting's mine. [lowers his voice] We baked it dressed in our bathing suits.
You know, Fay, for as traumatic as these calls are, I wouldn't worry about the caller doing what he threatened to.
[nodding] It's true.
Sick, lonely, cowardly types. They can't do anything but dial a phone.
[nodding, feeling reassured] I know.
Of course, there was the Clausen case not long ago.
What's the Clausen case?
Sergeant...
Uh, you don't want to know, Fay. She lived, though, and he was put away. [shakes her hand reassuringly] Nice seeing you, Fay. I'm sure you got nothing to worry about.
[carrying the dismembered plastic alligator into Furillo's office, amidst howls of laughter] This is just one more example of the rampant unprofessionalism that is legend in this precinct! Frank, Judas my boys shouldn't have to put up with this! Not with a gaggle of prankster apes who have silly putty for brains and jelly where their manhood ought to be!
Hey, in light of what's happened here today, has anyone given any more thought to my investment? It's an annuity for our loved ones, and it's still a thousand bucks a share to friends.
Uh, maybe I ought to talk to Rachel... again.
Yeah, maybe I'll give Grace a call... and Cindy, naturally.
You know, since the word's out that you might move up to division, I have a few requests for transfer.
How many?
Twenty-eight uniforms, seventeen plainclothes, and one retirement. But you shouldn't let this in any way affect your decision.
Do I look like the sort of man who would leave the keys in the ignition of a six million dollar assault tank? Why, I've got 'em right here... [fumbles around in his pockets] right...
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