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Mac: (Worried about Danny) If you're not going to go home, why don't you go get something to eat?
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Sid: He was in freakishly superior shape for an octogenarian.
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Danny: So these guys are mailing the money somewhere.
Sheldon: Smart move. Not keeping the cash on them or in the apartment.
Angell: If you raise the ink from the pouch, maybe we can get an address.
Danny: Oh what? You doing science now?
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Stella: You know, Lindsay, I don't think these lollipops are lollipops.
(Stella tests one lollipop)
Stella: Heroin.
Lindsay: Well, that changes everything.
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Hawkes: Crime of passion?
Mac: That's one possibility. Or... she's the inside guy? They planned this robbery together, but before she got her cut... her partner double-crossed her.
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Flack: (to a suspect) Nick, I've had guys in here blame their criminal behavior on wives, bosses, even the devil. But I gotta tell ya, this is a new one. You're telling me you were driven to this by a shiny red light?
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(After heating a plastic packing slip pouch to reveal the ink.)
Danny: (holding the pouch) Mac! I bet when you hired me you didn't know about my baking skills.
Mac: Doesn't look too appetizing.
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(Hawkes hands Danny a bill to compare the fibers.)
Danny: You tipping me for my zooming skills?
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(Flack to a suspect)
Flack: I'd get rid of that cat if I were you!
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(Flack in interrogation to a suspect.)
Flack: For your information: I'm very good.
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(Danny looks down on a piece of evidence. Suddenly he jumps up and pats Hawkes on the back, leaving his gloves behind.)
Danny: Thanks for the help, Doc!
Hawkes: (smiling) I'm not even gonna ask.