Warrick: I wanted to catch you before you left. I got a look at the print results from the bottles that we collected just before I was escorted out and asked to leave the lab.
Brass: They say why?
Warrick: No, but I think I know why. (Brass nods) It's like Chinatown, Jim.
Brass: So visiting hours are over, doctor. It's time to go.
Warrick: What about Ellie?
Brass: What about her?
Warrick: Well, she's the only one who can I.D. Todd Piccone as the driver.
Brass: Well, I couldn't get much out of Annie, but I don't think Piccone killed Dakota -- it wasn't his scene.
Warrick: I don't know. He's involved. It's his house. It's his car. It's his party.
Brass: Who's going to believe a tweaker hooker?
Warrick: You better hope nobody, or she'll be taking a dirt nap.
No results found.