Scenes with John Munch 81
Don't say a single word, Munch.
Munch
What's to say?
F Finnegan
The guy give it up? You're coming from a box session, right? That ugly mope? He won't go?
Munch
Suspect demanded to see an attorney.
F Finnegan
Oh, he does, does he? Did you give him a taste of the phonebook?
Munch
Uh, we haven't hit anybody with a phonebook around here since '96.
What are you drinking? I've got you covered all night.
F Finnegan
That's very nice of you, bitch. Jamesons straight up. You know, when I was working murders, we used to drink across the street.
Munch
The Waterfront?
F Finnegan
In my day, we wouldn't be caught dead in the Waterfront. I'll take you to a place where true police held court.
Munch
Ouch.
Munch
What the hell happened? I go across the street for a cocktail; I come back to the squadroom it's the Alamo.
Junior Bunk snatched a weapon out of Tambelli's desk. Gharty, Ballard, three uniforms got hit.
Munch
You don't want to partner with me. I'm bad luck. I'm a curse: Bolander, Russert, Kellerman. I'm like a black hole. You partner with me before you hand your badge in.
Look, look, look, it's not a permanent thing; I'm not asking for a long term commitment.
Munch
I understand. You stayed with Pembleton for six years, he broke your heart, and now you're just looking for a one-nighter, huh?
Yeah, something like that.
I died, y'know, after I got shot. It's...
Munch
You mean you had a near death experience?
Oh, no, not near death. I, uh, actually died.
Munch
You mean you were going towards a bright light and all your ancestors were waving "howdy"?
No... It was more like I, uh... more like I could feel all the... I don't know, the different... parts of me, the... elements that make up my physical presence - water, air, earth - I could feel them... breaking apart, dissipating... Yeah, becoming one with, um... The greatest force of energy in the universe.
Munch
Tim, this Zen detective thing is starting to really rub my rectum the wrong way.
Oh. I don't expect you to understand unless you understand, John.
Munch
See, that's exactly what I'm talking about.
Munch
It's like being partner with a fortune cookie.
That's a book that I got for Rene.
Munch
Zen for Beginners?
Yeah, she was asking me some questions about Buddhism.
Munch
And you're concerned with her spiritual well-being.
Absolutely. Well, y'know, probably I'm also thinking she might go out with me.
Munch
Let me get this straight: you're interested in Rene romantically?
Yeah. Yeah, why not? She's single, she's beautiful, and she's very open-minded.
Munch
I knew about you all along, Timmy.
Munch
Beneath all that dogma- you're still a dog.
How the hell could Susan Dehen not know she was sleeping with her boyfriend's brother.
Munch
Well, you said they looked exactly alike, right?
Yeah, but in bed, there's a lot more going on than the visuals.
Munch
Cable.
Munch
It's like this dream I had when I was a kid: first day of school, wandering around the halls, looking for the right classroom. People are staring at me, and this girl I had a crush on - Helen Rosenbaum - she's laughing and pointing at me, and I realized I didn't get dressed. I'm buck naked. All I have on is my shoes and socks.
Munch
Argyle.
Munch
Everybody has that dream. It's the human condition in a nutshell.
Munch
You haven't experienced the Giardello summons yet, the full force laser beam Gee-Ray; strips varnish off furniture, enamel off teeth?
Munch
You're in for a treat.
Munch
Bayliss, don't give me any zen song and dance about how money is an illusion, taxes are an illusion, the IRS is an illusion.
On the contrary, John, money is Mara, the Destroyer, the Evil One.
Munch
Mike, do you know anybody in the IRS?
Munch
I'm lookin' for information on an IRS agent. Address, phone number, marital status.
You want me to dig up some dirt on an IRS agent?
Munch
Isn't there some super-secret federal database that you could access?
What are you, nuts? You don't mess with the IRS.
Munch
But you're FBI, you could say I'm toe to toe with these guys.
I could. The question is, why would I?
Leave it alone, Munchkin.
Munch
It's not like I'm gonna stalk the guy, Mike, I just need an edge.
Munch
The Zapruder film's out on VHS and DVD, as if there's a choice.
DVD, definitely. Gotta have that freeze frame, stop action, enhancement capability.
Munch
One night after work, we should open a bottle of zinfandel and watch the Zapruder film frame by frame and see which ones are missing.
Twenty-six seconds of the most compelling footage ever filmed.
Munch
The woman of my dreams.
[The squad was making a list of hip Jews, and Sammy Davis Jr. came up, although some said he was hip just because he was black]
So you're saying all black people are hip?
George Washington Carver.
Please. How many things can a white man do with a peanut?
Munch
Shelled or unshelled?
I got one. Meldrick Lewis.
Munch
Well, he is black.
But not particularly hip.
What you talkin' about Willis?
Point taken. I guess Sammy Davis goes back on the list.
No no no, hold on, let's just stop the game right here. I can be accused of a lot of things, but falling off the cutting edge is not one of 'em. Terri- am I down or am I down?
Am I hip? Tell these fools.
Uh, you have your moments.
I don't know, maybe, you try too hard.
[referring to Michael] Little Gee.
Munch
Chip off the old boulder.
I have a discretionary slush fund.
Munch
I would kill to have a slush fund.
How do you think I got mine?
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