Heist Season 1 Episode 1

Ricky (trying to disarm the bomb): I don't know if it's the red or the blue.
Pops: It's the blue. It's always the blue.
Ricky: Well, last time it was the red.
Pops: Blue damn it. Blue.
Ricky: I'm going red.
Pops: I said blue damn it. Blue. You wanna kill the kid?

O'Brien: You must be real excited to be riding in the front of the squad car.
Evans: You know I can actually hear you getting fatter.

O'Brien: This is just like Lethal Weapon, but I actually do hate you.

Evans: He's lazy, he's obnoxious, he's fat, he's racist.
O'Brien: I'm standing right here.

O'Brien: Your people they don't make good quarterbacks.
Evans: What if I said all Irish people are drunks?
O'Brien: We have to be to put up with the blacks.

Billy: So, are you hungry? Grab a bite, tacos maybe.
Tyrese: Man, you just finished picking an eyeball off the street, how can you even think about food?
Billy: Focus!
Tyrese: You, you are not right in the head, man.

(After they found the imposter cops and caught the cab)
Officer: There's no money, no kid, no bomb.

(After they bring up the second cab)
Ricky: Lola is so hot.

Ricky: (Talking about the cab) Did you steal this?
Robert: No, I won it in Bingo.

Ricky: We are two blocks from my ex-girlfriend, Theresa. You know what has protein, walnuts. Do you like walnuts?
Lola: Will you shut up?

(After James complained to Mickey about hearing about everthing last. )
Mickey: We're not going to hug
James: Oh, hell no.

(Flashback)
Mickey: Throw me the keys.
Unknown man: Sorry, Mick.
(The guy shoots Mickey)

Cop: It's all clear.
James: 8 minutes, not bad.

Ricky: For me its not about the money, it's about the thrill.

(Robert visits his wife)
Robert: George was your first husband, he died. I'm Robert.

(After throwing the phone at Bill)
Amy: As detectives, you all suck.

Lola : Which one are we going to hit?
Mickey: All of them.

(Ricky and Lola pull up)
Ricky: How's it going baby?
(Lola punches Ricky)
Lola: Never call me baby, I'm Lola.

(Mickey is watching the cops and taking pictures of Amy)
Mickey: Keep your enemy's close

Lola: I like craps, not blackjack; white frosting, not chocolate; dogs, not cats; length, not girth. I like men, not boys. Clapton, not Paige.
Ricky: Clapton, not Paige?! Are you out of your mind? Did you even listen to my mix?

Lola (To the guy in the trunk): You keep pounding and I'll set you on fire.

James: So.. Which is more fun? The cops or the robbers?

James: You know Mother Teresa didn't believe in God.