(To the suspect in the interrogation room.)
John Munch: (yelling) You're enjoying this, these little guys trying to sweet-talk you into giving us a little crumb of information.
Arthur Pruitt: Oh yeah, yeah, it's the high point of my life.
John Munch: Better than shooting those people in cold blood, you little reptilian geek?!
Arthur Pruitt: Oh it's bad cop now, right?
John Munch: (screaming) You bet your ass!
Monique Jeffries: John, easy.
John Munch: (still in a loud voice) You did it, you piece of crap. I know it, you know it.
Monique Jeffries: Seriously, come on.
John Munch: No, I'm going to kill this guy myself.
Arthur Pruitt: (speaking to Jeffries about Munch) Call him off, call him off.
John Munch: I'm gonna Mike Tyson you, you bastard!
Arthur Pruitt: Come on. Is this legal?
Monique Jeffires: Probably not.
John Munch: (whispering in Arthur Pruitt's ear) I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna kill you.