Third Watch Season 5 Episode 5

Woman: Officer! Officer!
Cruz: No habla Ingles.
{woman starts speaking spanish}
Woman: You gotta help me.
Cruz: Somebody better be dead.

{to Sully}
Davis: What kind of lemonade are you drinkin', man?

{seeing the woman's complaint is a double parked car}
Cruz: Somebody's under there, right?

Woman: I can't get out. What if I have to go somewhere later.
Cruz: Later? You mean you don't even got to go somewhere now?

Man: I told you I was gonna be moving it.
Cruz: Don't "gonna be moving" anything. Do it now!

Cruz: He's moving his car. Life's good for you, Cha-Cha? Life's good for everybody? Good.

Sully: I ain't about to piss him off by not showing up for his annual slap-and-tickle.
Davis: Slap-and-tickle?
Sully: Slap-and-tickle. What'd I say?
Davis: Slap-and-tickle.

Man: I'm moving my car. How you gonna write me up?
Cruz: With this pen.

Sully: Give me two seconds, I'll have my car. I'll give you a ride home.
Davis: Yeah, that'd be a pleasant ride.
Sully: Hey, if it's about my attitude don't worry. As soon as we leave I'm in a much better mood.
Davis: It's about being seen in your car.
Sully: Hey, that car's a classic!

Cruz: I can't even write a ticket without it becoming an event.

Cruz: This is organized, all dressed up like a medical service.
Swerksy: I don't care if it's dressed up like twin cheerleaders.

Swersky: Oh, so this is for me?
Cruz: You, me, decent citizens. Young girls, forced into a dirty life.
Swersky: You forgot nuns and orphans.
Cruz: Why hurt when I'm trying to help?

Bosco: Hey, we got wounded here.
Carlos: We got wounded everywhere, Bosco.

Doc: What do you have?
Carlos: It's like Baghdad East.

{to Cruz about her role in the undercover assignment}
Monroe: So basically I'm working the camera in a porno flick?

Monroe: And you think this is gonna work?
Cruz: Why wouldn't it?
Monroe: What if none of these guys wanna pay to have sex with you?

Kim: "Hold this crystal"? A guy is bleeding out of his leg, how's holding a crystal gonna help him?
Levine: When he was holding the crystal he wasn't thinking about his leg.

{to Doc}
Kim: For a guy who graduated to a desk, he sure doesn't spend much time behind it.

Kim: You know what I don't get, is with everything that I see--- a guy has a piece of car wedged into his face and I just go back for more.
Doc: How can you not?

Halsted: Him. I want him with me.
Deputy Chief Sage: Sullivan?
Sully: Crap...

Sully: I don't want to baby-sit this woman!
Davis: Special detail, Sul. Say it like that, it feels much better.

Sully: Yesterday my car goes up in a ball of flames, today I gotta play nursemaid to Judge Perfect!
Davis: Maybe we should get you a nurse's outfit. Little hat...
Sully: Whole thing sucks.
Davis: Are you familiar with the theory that you attract what you send out? Negative energy comes right back at you?
Sully: Listen, Kojak, you're gonna go all happy-crappy New Age on me, you can get out and walk your ass to the detail.
Davis: Yeah, you know what? That's much more positive.

Dr. Shea: There doesn't seem to be anything wrong.
Yokas: There's a bullet in me, in my back, and you're gonna tell me there's nothing wrong?
Dr. Shea: Well, regarding your pain, no. The bullet is not a factor.
Yokas: Really? 'Cause I wasn't limping around like this before I took the bullet.

Man: You have a pretty mouth.
Cruz: And they say romance is dead. Using my pretty mouth will be $150.

Monroe: I just don't think we're making good use of our resources.
Cruz: Well maybe you should write someone a letter. Someone who actually gives a damn.

{about the letter}
Carlos: This came for you.
Kim: It's official.
Carlos: Right. That's probably why the word "official" is stamped all over it in big, red letters.
Kim: Play nice.

Doc: Kim, it's not my function to reprimand you at a scene in front of your subordinates.
Kim: Not your function?
Doc: Exactly.

Kim: Oh, you want to show me your power? Okay Doc, you're powerful, all right? You're up there with the Gods. Just stay away from the rest of us.

Cruz: What kind of girls do you like?
Man: Uh, not-white.
Cruz: And you got trouble finding not-white girls in New York City? What, do you live in a Woody Allen movie?

{to Judge Halsted}
Sully: Get in the car or I'm gonna help you in the car and enjoy doing it.