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Jordan: I'm not trying to give you a hard time here, Stella. Don't make me the villain. I'm on your side. I just wish you were on mine.
Stella: What's that supposed to mean?
Jordan: Why am I the last to know that Reed is practically Mac's son?
Stella: It wasn't my place to share that information.
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Stella: If Reed's using Claire's name in his blog, he's gotta be sending you a message, Mac.
Quinn: Mac. Who is Reed to you?
Mac: He's Claire's son, Quinn.
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Reed: You're not blaming me for this guy's death?
Mac: I'm blaming you for putting a target on his back.
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Jordan: Can either of you help me explain to the mayor how sensitive information about an active serial killer case ends up on an Internet blog?
Stella: What sensitive information?
Jordan: The existence of carvings on the victims' necks.
Mac: Are you accusing this lab of leaking out information?
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Stella: Well now that's odd. 'Cause a man was murdered and dumped out of cab that was leaking G-oil. Yours is the only cab company in the city that uses it.
Flack: Care to explain that?
Jeff Conte: You're the detective. Ain't that your job?
Flack: Yes, it is. And I plan on staying here while every cab is processed and every log book checked and if I find out that either of you two are lying to me, you're gonna find out just how well I do my job.
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Mac: Quinn. I see Jersey City sent its finest.
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Mac: Come on, give me something. Anything.
Flack: Look, I know I sound like an idiot. It was a yellow cab. That's all I got.
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Angell: (After checking out the vic's wallet) Don? Jersey City P.D. Think it was
him? The Cabbie Killer?
Flack: Well, if it was, he just upped his game. The son of a bitch killed a cop.
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Mac: (Pressing Reed's wound so he doesn't bleed out) Don't die on me! Don't die on me.
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Mac: (To Reed as he takes Reed home from the hospital) We can all begin to heal.
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Hawkes: What do we got, Montana?
Lindsay: (smiles) Haven't heard that in a while.
Hawkes: Just slipped out. Sorry.
Lindsay: It's OK. I kinda missed it.
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Stella: How'd it go with Reed?
Mac: How do you think it went?
Stella: I think you pushed. And he got mad and refused to give up his source. And then one of you stormed off.
Mac: Well, if you told me that before, you could've saved me the trip.
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Cabbie Killer: All human beings that are doomed lose the right to be redeemed.
Mac: And must be put to death. Leviticus twenty-seven, twenty-nine.
Flack: L2729.