Carella: Bert, answer your telephone. Kling: It isn't ringing. Carella: So call somebody.
Carella (to Thompson): Now I believe you. The jury will too.
Havilland (to Thompson): You always turn green when you hear good news?
Havilland: Quit lookin' at me, you vultures. I don't know what you're talkin' about but flattery isn't going to buy you a bit of my time.
Carella: Meyer, will you take Mrs. Holt to see her son? Meyer: The next tour leaves in ten minutes.
Thompson (to Carella): I don't have the guts to take my own life so the state will have to do it for me.
Meyer (about the newspaper article): At least they spelled your name right, Steve.
Kling: That's kind of a touchy thing to bring up about a man's fiancee. Carella: Murder is a touchy business.
Carella: Joey, I asked your mother a question and I wanna hear her answer.
Carella (about the caller): Guy sounds stoned. Might be a big joke on the flat feet.
Weird, no one has discussed 87th Precinct yet.
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