Bosco: The only thing I'm thinking about is my brother, okay?
Wynn: Well, if I were you then I would be worried less about Cruz and more about your brother's lawyer, who's down in lockup.
Bosco: What about him?
Wynn: They say he's their lawyer, too. And they're asking to see him.
Davis: So you're going, right?
Sully: Come on.
Davis: Come on what?
Sully: Well, you know, taking the LSATs is one thing. Actually going to Law School is another.
Davis: No, no, you gotta go.
Sully: Why? Davis: It's destiny. You gotta go.
Sully: Destiny, huh?
Lloyd: Oh, I'm so stupid, stupid, stupid…
Davis: Yeah, you are.
Sully: You gotta be the worst purse-snatcher on the planet.
Kim: Carlos Nieto. Grace Foster.
Carlos: Hey, how you doing?
Grace: You know the 6-8?
Carlos: Yeah, that's Bed-Stuy, right?
Grace: The 6-8 is a warzone. GSW's, knife wounds, hammer wounds, OD's. We had to hose down the inside of the bus three times a tour.
Carlos: Wow.
Grace: It was non-stop medic heaven and I kicked its ass for three years and how does the city repay me? With a transfer to this undermanned country club.
Carlos: Country club?
Grace: So while I'm figuring out how to get back out there, how about you do us both a favor?
Carlos: Sure.
Grace: One, I got a face. Two, don't even think about trying to be friends. And three, don't ever let me hear you refer to me as a newbie. Got that?
Jelly: Somebody didn't like this guy.
Davis: What, the no arms, no legs, no head give that away?
Jan (to Yokas): Imagine, just for a minute, okay, that you and your husband have a child, all right, and she's really clumsy. She's falling down all the time. And this one time she's in the next room eating and she falls, only you think she's choking on the vegetables, so you call the police. And they say you hit her. You and your husband, who wasn't even there. Can you imagine?
Yokas: No. But I can't imagine having those bruises all over my body, either.
Yokas: In the morning before Lester went to court. And you didn't call 9-1-1 until the afternoon? What the hell were you thinking, Jan? You're walking around your apartment, you're pretending like your daughter is laying unconscious on the floor!?
Jan: You don't understand.
Yokas: You're damn right I don't understand!
Sully (to Bosco): You know that DOA we had earlier?
Bosco: What about it?
Davis: We got an ID and, uh…
Bosco: And? Sully: It's your brother.
Bosco: What, he's connected somehow?
Davis: No, Bosco, it's him.
Sully: It's Michael.
Bosco: Give me that. This is wrong. This…it's wrong. You guys are wrong. I'll call him.
Swersky: Bosco…
Sully: Bosco, it's Michael.
Bosco: I just talked to him yesterday.
Sully: I'm sorry, man.
Bosco: Come on… No. You're wrong. You're wrong.
Bosco (to Lester): You killed my brother!
Lester: I didn't know your brother was dead!
Bosco: And for what?! For what?! For money?! For leverage?! For... for what!?
Carlos (to Grace): Look. I respect how much you loved your old detail. But we aren't any country club.
Grace: Yeah. Okay.
Carlos: Don't walk away from me. Come here. You know what? None of us were born the day that you got here. You don't know anything about us. You have no idea how many calls we take. How many lives we've saved, and lost, how many bullets we've ducked, no matter how minor you manage to make it all sound. I don't care whether you came from Bed-Stuy or Baghdad. You're not gonna minimize my experience here just because it's not yours. So you either learn to respect us the way that we respect you, or just keep your mouth shut until you've clawed your way back to that warzone where you'd rather be. You got that?
Grace: {to Kim} Guy's got stones.
Cruz (to Bosco): I'm sorry.
Bosco: You're what? You're sorry? You? I told you what would happen. I told you to slow down. But you didn't care about Mikey. You didn't care what would happen to him. None of you care!
Cruz: I honestly don't think that those guys suspected him.
Bosco: Really? Honestly? And how the hell would you know?
Cruz: I don't know.
Bosco: No, you don't. But you should. You're no better than a criminal yourself. You don't get to cry! You don't get to cry!
Donald Mann: You did well.
Lloyd: Thank you, Mr. Mann.
Mann: And you actually saw the cop learn of his brother's death?
Lloyd: Witnessed the whole thing with my own eyes. He even saw the body. What was left of it.
Donald Mann: And he suffered... Boscorelli?
Lloyd: He still is, sir. If you saw the way he went after this lawyer guy. Trust me sir, he was crying.
Mann: Good. He's going to cry a lot more before he dies.
Yokas (to Fred): I'm not doing this because I'm trying to prove to the city that they were wrong about me, or because I'm worried about Cruz knocking me out of the box. I'm doing this because I can help people. Defenseless people like that little girl. True victims. And I can make it better for them. I mean, what would you expect me to do, turn my back on them?
Fred: Like you did us?
Mann: Besides Boscorelli, Yokas and Cruz of the 55th, Sergeant Wynn and Dombroski of Narcotics. I want them all dead before they put my Joey in the ground tomorrow.
Jelly (to Swersky): Something wrong?
Swersky: Is that a new suit?
Jelly: Yeah.
Swersky: You're wearing a new suit?
Jelly: So?
Swersky: Looks expensive.
Jelly: You don't think I can afford a suit?
Swersky: No, I didn't think you had the taste.