Allison: I had a dream the other night.
Detective Scanlon: Oh, crap. Shoot me now. (to Devalos) She's not a criminologist at all, is she? I knew it when I saw her walk in without her evidence kit. I had to tell her to put on her booties and gloves. Do I have the word "jackass" stenciled across my forehead?
Devalos: All right, you need to lower your voice.
Detective Scanlon: Oh, my God!
Devalos: Did you hear what I said?
Detective Scanlon: (ignoring him) What do I look like to you, Manny? She's one of those sob sister fortune-tellers that crawls out from under a rock when you can't find the missing kid. And it's been over a year. And the parents are getting desperate. And they'll listen to just about anyone! Isn't she?
Devalos: Point in fact, up until recently, Mrs. DuBois was a very accomplished law student…
Detective Scanlon: What were you thinking? How the hell is she gonna get me a task force? What are you going to do, walk up to the mayor and tell him she had a dream? No, seriously! Answer me that! Just how is putting me together with Milli Vanilli The Psychic, here, gonna get me a task force?
Devalos: You're right. That was never gonna happen.
Detective Scanlon: Well then… Would you – would you mind telling me just what was the point?
Devalos: The point, assuming she agreed with you that there was something worth investigating, was that Mrs. DuBois is your task force. That's it. She's all the resources anyone is ever gonna give you. Period.
Allison: (to Devalos) Oh, boy. You really know how to make a girl feel special.