Third Watch Season 6 Episode 9

{to Yokas about Fred}
Bosco: He's stupid…Yeah, I mean, he's a jag-off.

Yokas: Hey, Fred was no prize. But I think if I lose Emily or Charlie, I think that'll kill me.

Yokas: I forgot…how many personal things I tell you. Guess I forgot how much I talk to you. You know? Because you weren't there for me to talk to. I miss you, Bosco.

{to Sully}
Davis: I don't know what's worse – you standing by and doing nothing when they murdered my father or blaming the fact that you didn't do anything about it on my family. You're a coward.

Yokas: Anybody go through the knapsack yet?
Sully: Nobody's disturbed the crime scene since we arrived. It's not my first day, Detective.

Yokas: Hey, Sully, you mind going over to Carver High, see if anybody there knows a Talia Buhkari?
Sully: Sure. We'll try not to screw that up for you.
Yokas: What's up his ass?
Jelly: He's disappointed how it turned out.
Yokas: How what turned out?
Jelly: Life.

Chief: What do you, uh, expect to come from this?
Davis: I just…I want the truth.

Prisoner: I need to see a doctor.
Carlos: What's wrong?
Prisoner: I said a doctor. You got your name sewn on your jacket so I'm guessing that means you aren't one.
Carlos: Care to guess what happens if I don't think you need a doctor?

Yokas: I have a daughter myself, Mrs. Bukhari, and I'll--- I'll make sure that they take good care of her.
Mr. Bukhari: But your daughter's not dead.
Yokas: No, sir.
Mr. Bukhari: So you really can't mention her in this context, can you?

Jelly: Did your daughter have any problems? With anyone? Any enemies?
Mr. Bukhari: She's a Muslim living in America. Everybody is her enemy, aren't they?

Monroe: So the boyfriend's upstairs. His name's Christopher Hayden.
Sully: Star quarterback for Carver High.
Jelly: I hate quarterbacks.
Sully: Spoken like a true fellow defensive lineman.

Mr. Hayden: Is he charged with a crime?
Jelly: Would you like him to be?

Yokas: Did you argue about that? About breaking up?
Christopher: No.
Yokas: She was fine with it?
Christopher: It was mutual.
Yokas: Really? That's odd, 'cause usually when you're two months pregnant and your boyfriend breaks up with you it doesn't go over so good.

{about Christopher's father}
Jelly: Are you sure we can't find something to lock that kid's father up on? Talk about a loudmouth.

{to Finney}
Grace: I wasn't planning on ignoring you. I wasn't actually planning anything. I just…that day…that whole incident just made me feel so…That guy, he had his hands on me and I couldn't do anything.

{to Finney}
Grace: I just never looked at sex like that before. Like…it could be a weapon. Like it could be used to hurt me.

Swersky: You're riding with Finney.
Sully: No, I'm not.
Swersky: Davis is on a personal. Monroe is out of commission. What am I running, a nursery? You got a grudge, sort it out.

Capt. Finney: Well, you must realize I'm a very busy man.
Davis: Yeah, yeah, you're setting up cops to be murdered. That must be tough work.

Davis: I know what you did to my dad.
Capt. Finney: You're sadly mistaken, son.
Davis: I'm not your son. And I'm not mistaken.

Davis: I'm not talking about this without a PBA attorney.
Capt. Finney: Why? You got something to hide?
Davis: {looking at Monroe} Don't we all?

Capt. Finney: Young man, the only thing I want you to understand is that things are never exactly as they seem.
Davis: Except for the fact that I am gonna make you pay for what you did.

Monroe: Ty. Ty. Please just talk to me. Just listen to what I have to say.
Davis: What?! What?! What could you possibly say? What?
Monroe: It's not how it looks.
Davis: Oh, it's not? You're not IAB? You don't work for Cathal Finney?

Finney: Hey, my name's Finney. Brendan Finney. I'm with the NYPD. Work in the 55th precinct.
Grace: What are you doing?
Finney: I'm starting over.

Finney: If anything we could just be friends. I think you're cool and I just…yeah, I just like you, you know?
Grace: No expectations?
Finney: How could I have any expectations? We just met.

Mrs. Bukhari: You think you should tell the rest of the world how to live, but you have children murdering each other in your streets.
Yokas: I can't argue that. We have a lot of problems. But I--- I think we're still a decent society.
Mrs. Bukhari: And our customs are barbaric?
Yokas: You mean Honor Killings?
Mrs. Bukhari: That's a part of it.

Yokas: Then yes, ma'am, I--- I think the way that your culture treats women is barbaric.
Mrs. Bukhari: But my daughter died here, for the same reason. So then tell me, what difference did your decent society make?

Emily: Mom…
Yokas: Emily, it's okay. Okay? It's okay. I understand.
Emily: I picked you. I wanna live with you, mom.