Dad, stop looking for excuses to smoke, all right? You asked me to quit, I quit. I don't want to quit. Do I look like I want to quit? But I'm doing it for you. I'm not going to do it alone. Do not flake on me. I am not kidding you. I will frame you for something. Get it?
Listen to me: I work terrible hours, often have to leave things early, I arrive to things late. I get phone calls in the middle of the night and all day long. I've never been shot, but I've been stabbed. I've had lye thrown in my face once, and I'm a homicide detective, Trish. Not a policeman or a policewoman. I'm also not a divorce lawyer, but I know about going to court.