McCloud Season 5 Episode 9

(Mrs. Clifford has screened calls all night.)
Mrs. Clifford: Pete, you really should stay in bed. You're a sick man. You'll have a relapse.
Chief Clifford: I'm not gonna put in a full day, just gonna go by and see how Joe is doing, let him know I'm available in an emergency. You know, frankly, I'm surprised I haven't heard from anyone.
Mrs. Clifford: (Hoping for the best.) Yes, dear.

(McCloud, looking for stragglers, stumbles on Parkes, Marty and Sgt. Broadhurst.)
McCloud: We gotta get outta here, Joe! There's a bomb in the building! It could be on this floor!
Sgt. Broadhurst: I'm tryin'!

Mr. Foreman: (He has received a call from Dolan, who is at police headquarters.) What are you bothering me about some trick for?
Dolan: You hold it right there, big stuff. Now, you're supposed to tell us when somethin' big's about to go down. That's what we pay you the big bucks for, to spread around your friends in Albany.

(The bomber isn't with the American Brotherhood Movement, he's incensed over parking violations.)
Sgt. Phyllis Norton: (On the telephone.) Parking violations aren't exactly the kind of thing you go on a rampage over, Mrs...
Samantha Johnson: Johnson. Samantha Johnson... You gotta know what kinda guy John is. He's very-well, explosive. He does wild things. It took me a really long time to get him-calmed down.

(To obtain money for Marty's heroin habit, he and Hoyt have robbed a Liquor Master store on Second Avenue.)
Mr. Foreman: (On telephone, to Parkes.) Doesn't one of our holding companies own that hole-in-the-wall?

(Chris Coughlin is at police headquarters to see the Chief.)
Gladys: I thought you played for the other side.
Chris Coughlin: Other side?
Gladys: Yeah, well, there are two teams around here, Clifford and McCloud.

(Chris Coughlin sits in on the staff meeting.)
Chris Coughlin: There don't seem to be any women in places of responsibility.
Chief Clifford: Women?
Chris Coughlin: Women. You have heard of women.

(McCloud finds Chris Coughlin in Chief Clifford's office.)
McCloud: Chris! I haven't seen you since last night. (They kiss. Noises off.)
McCloud: (To Det. Grover and Sgt. Broadhurst, standing in the back of the room.) I'm not disturbin' ya, am I?
Det. Grover: I don't feel a thing. You, Joe?
Sgt. Broadhurst: Not a tingle.

(Two patrolmen come in with the bombers' latest note. Chief Clifford is out with the flu, Sgt. Broadhust is "all tied up", who's the Acting Deputy Watch Commander?)
Gladys: Sergeant Norton.
Patrolman: Where is he? (Gladys points in her direction.)
Gladys: Don't look at me, I'm a born follower.
Patrolman: (Sgt. Norton is immersed in paperwork.) Sergeant? Sergeant? Sergeant?
Sgt. Phyllis Norton: (Not looking up.) We're out of donuts.

(Chief Clifford, sick with flu, half-awakens agitatedly during this eventful night.)
Chief Clifford: Unnnnh... I'll fix your wagon, McCl-
Mrs. Clifford: It's all right, dear. You're delirious. You've just had a bad dream.
Chief Clifford: (Groggily.) Nightmare... delirious...

Det. Polk: (The bombers' note.) It doesn't take a student of Kipling to know what they mean by "the dawn comes up like thunder."

(The infant "born addict" is brought to Bellevue in time.)
Chris Coughlin: Your job can be very rewarding, Sam. I can see why you're so dedicated.
McCloud: Yeah. It's kind o' nice when ya win one.