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Stella: Look around. Improvise.
Danny: Word of the day - improvise.
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(Looking at a pool full of lubricant gel)
Mac: Might be something in there we can use to ID the customer our vic was wrestling.
Lindsay: Well, let me know if you find anything.
(Mac gives Lindsay a look and a smile)
Lindsay: I'll get my boots.
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Andy: (club owner) Look, obviously you've never been here on a night when a stripper isn't killed. The place is wall to wall honeys. I do the hirings and firings. I get the pick of the litter.
Mac: Saves on the wining and dining.
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Danny: Crime stopper, run to Ray's, grab me a slice, extra pepperoni, right? Bring it back. Just fold it up, slide it right through, huh?
Flack: That's no way to treat good pizza, Messer.
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Stella: How does somebody get inside of a locked vault with only one door?
Danny: If Houdini were alive, we'd have our killer.
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Andy: Kandy and I were close.
Mac: Close enough to have your initial tattooed on her inner thigh?
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Mac: Things got out of hand?
Andy: Define your definition of "out of hand," Detective.
Mac: Murder.
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Hawkes: What's cooking?
Marty Pino: (holding up the steaming skull) John Doe.
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Danny: He's definitely in some kind of trouble.
Stella: Maybe you should cut him some slack, he is your brother.
Danny: If it's not trouble, he's probably looking for a handout.
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Stella: Danny, help is on the way.
Danny: Well, I'll be in here.
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Danny: I'm not spending the week in here with a crazy dead guy trying to figure out the code, so do me a favor, call a locksmith!
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Stella: (Repeating what the therapist just said) Hypnotherapy...
Flack: You're rich enough ... you try things.
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Mac: That was fast.
Lindsay: Funny how a little lube speeds up the processing.
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Danny: (after using glue and a coffee pot to check a knife for fingerprints) Think I've seen this on an episode of The Flintstones.
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Danny: (to Jerry) It was you? You could've opened the door this whole time?
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Danny: Miss MacGyver grab your camera I have a foreign fingerprint!
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Stella: That's it? No butler?
Flack: No.
Stella: Too bad. I thought we could wrap that one quick.
Flack: What?
Stella: In a mansion like that, it's always the butler. Didn't you ever play Clue?
Flack: I was a Monopoly guy.
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Flack: What have you got there?
Stella: Surfactant and hypochlorite.
Flack: And for those of us with just a high school diploma?