Hill Street Blues

Hill: (to Renko) You're not getting' older. You're getting' downright maudlin.

Cheryl: Excuse me, officer. Renko: What? Cheryl: I'd like to report a misdemeanor. Renko: You talking to me? Cheryl: Aside from your partner, I don't see any other uniforms in here. Renko: Well, I guess you're right. Uh, ma'am, what is the nature of the complaint? Cheryl: How about "breach of contract" for starters. My lunch date's a no-show. Renko: (smiles) Well, I'd call that a major felony, ma'am. (looks her up and down). Judging by your appearances, I'd say the suspect has a major chance of acquittal through temporary insanity.