Due South

(Fraser and Vecchio have found out, that Francesca is held hostage in the lobby of the bank.) Ray Vecchio: She's my sister. Benton Fraser: She is also a very intelligent young woman, capable of handling herself in any given situation. Ray Vecchio: Do you really believe that? Benton Fraser: Not at all. Ray Vecchio: Good, me neither.

Benton Fraser: There is no danger of us suffocating for at least ... You know, Ray, in situations like these, the Inuit ... Ray Vecchio: Ooh, we're gonna die!

(Fraser and Vecchio inside the vault.) Benton Fraser: We are in luck, Ray. It is completely sealed off. Ray Vecchio: What? Benton Fraser: Airtight, obviously for security. Rest easy Ray, the money is perfectly safe. Ray Vecchio: Oh, that's a relief because for a moment there I was concerned that all this little Thomas Jeffersons were going to run out of oxygen.

Benton Fraser: This would be considered death in the line of duty. Ray Vecchio: No, see, duty is something you're paid to do. This is more like voluntary stupidity.

Ray Vecchio: Okay, what is it? No, don't tell me, just do it. Because if you tell me, two things will happen. One, I'll know it's stupid. Two, you'll do it anyway. This way at least you can do it without me knowing it's stupid.

Ray Vecchio: She's in the bank. They're going to kill her. Benton Fraser: No, Ray, not if they can't speak to you. They can't tell you they have Francesca and if they can't tell you they have her, then they can't threaten you , rendering the need for a hostage moot. Ray Vecchio: But I know they have her. Benton Fraser: But they don't know you know.

Ray Vecchio: Friend of yours? Benton Fraser: Ours. Last year, the one who held up the brokerage firm. Ray Vecchio: The one who shot you in the hat?

Bank Manager: I'm sorry, sir, but I'll have to call head office. If you could just come back tomorrow. Ray Vecchio: Listen, champ, I'm a cop. I may not be alive tomorrow. Bank Manager: Well, according to this you're not alive now, sir.

Ray Vecchio: This is how they punish Mounties in Canada? They make them dress like an American?

Ray Vecchio: "Vecchio, Raymond: deceased." Then the city computer instructs the state and federal computers to cancel my registration, my drivers license, and my social security card. So now, I'm getting buried on Thursday and I can't even afford to get my good suit out of the cleaners!

Ray Vecchio: Anymore good news, Elaine? Elaine Besbriss: Your disability application, it's been denied. The insurance doctor said "No man could sustain this kind of injury and live." Ray Vecchio: And the good news? Elaine Besbriss: They're burying you with full honors. Three o'clock, Thursday. Don't be late.