Women's Murder Club Season 1 Episode 11

Cindy: You all knew the victim was a cop, and you didn't tell me...
Claire: When an officer gets killed, people get scared.
Lindsay: We hadn't even notified the wife yet.
Cindy: Well don't you think that I would have held the story? What, suddenly you don't trust me?
Jill: Cindy, we absolutely trust you.
Cindy: Well what a funny way of showing it. I thought that we were friends, I thought that we were in this together.

(Lindsay runs up the stairs, and meets Cindy, Claire and Jill)
Claire: Hey!
Lindsay: Hey, how much did you hear?
Claire: Didn't hear a thing!
Jill: We've been collectively considering the question of why an eligible man wouldn't ask a smart, funny, strong, beautiful women for her phone number.
Claire: I had nothing to do with this...
Lindsay: And?
Cindy: It's the gun.
Lindsay: The gun?
Jill: It scared him off.
Lindsay: I wasn't carrying a gun...
Cindy: Oh, but he could sense a gun.
Jill: Yeah, face it Linds, some women are always carrying a gun even when they're not.

Barista: Coffee light, a mocha supremo with extra caramel. Jacobi is hooked on sugar!
Lindsay: Yeah! There was a guy here yesterday...
Barista: Oh yeah, Mister Blueberry Muffin.
Lindsay Yeah, (Lindsay pays the coffee cart kid the money for her coffee)
Barista: Oh wow, okay: non fat latte, double shoot. He works in that office building. Next time he passes by do you want me to mention you were asking?
Lindsay: (Lost in thoughts) Yeah.
Barista: Yeah?
Lindsay: No!
Barista: No?
Lindsay: No, no! Thank you!

Lindsay has just asked Jill for some sealed documents
Lindsay: You're not gonna help me?
Jill: This isn't about you. Just like it wasn't about Cindy, were friends, but we all have jobs to do! I'd like to keep mine!
Lindsay: Okay, I'll find Andy McCarthy and Henry Kraft. And if you don't help me I will find a way!

Lindsay: What would prompt you, a guy, who thinks a woman is "very pretty", to not ask for her phone number - totally hypothetical.
Jacobi: You're right, it's stupid.
Lindsay: Uhh, told you.
Jacobi: Maybe I'm married.
Lindsay: No ring.
Jacobi: I have a girlfriend.
Lindsay: Walks like a single guy.
Jacobi: Gay?
Lindsay: Heck, no!
Jacobi: This is San Francisco...
Lindsay: I'm positive!

Pete: You seem...
Lindsay: Annoyed and frustrated?
Pete: No, I was gonna say "you seem to like coffee". I'm Pete, Pete Raynor.
Lindsay: Hi, Lindsay Boxer.
Pete: Hey.
Lindsay: Hey.
Pete: I've been feening for a blueberry muffin for hours.
Lindsay: You don't look blueberry.
Pete: No? What do I look like?
Lindsay: More... scone.
Pete: You know something, Lindsay Boxer, you're very pretty.
Lindsay: Wow! That's... that's quite a jump from scones.
Pete: We can always go back to pastry...

Jill: I don't know how you do it. If some guy held a gun to my head, I'd be a total mess (Pete walks by) Unless it was him...
Lindsay: You're drooling.
Jill: You're not?
Lindsay: No. Just... observing.

Lindsay: You know when we start to make our move, right, you'll see us coming in. The moment that you do, drop to the ground! Don't run, don't move left or right, okay. Just pancake on the ground!
Cindy: Pancake, got it!
Lindsay: Scared?
Cindy: Terrified.
Lindsay: Good.

Cindy: (After being invited to a hostage crisis) If you're doing this because you feel guilty, I wanna say "awesome!".

Pete: Lindsay Boxer.
Lindsay: I have a question for you.
Pete: Me first! How'd you find me?
Lindsay: I'm a detective!
Pete: Yeah I heard.
Lindsay stares at him
Pete: The kid at the coffee cart.
Lindsay: I told him not to say anything.
Pete: Your question?
Lindsay: Right. My question is, why does a man have a nice conversation with a woman that he thinks is pretty and then doesn't ask for her number?
Pete: Maybe the man thought about asking for her number.
Lindsay: Oh. How hard did he think about asking?
Pete: It occupied his whole afternoon. Including a number of calls to friends for advice. But then he remembered that he's only in town for two weeks.
Lindsay: Where are you going?
Pete: Cambodia. I build hotels. I'm there for a year.
Lindsay: So you think in two weeks I'll get attached, and then you'll break my heart!
Pete: No Lindsay. I think in two weeks leaving might break mine. Still, I was about to come find you. Are you a good detective?
Lindsay: Well I'm better at my job than I am at this.
Pete: Well then, detective, who are those flowers for?
(Lindsay looks at the flowers at the table)
Lindsay: I... I don't have enough information.
(Pete gives Lindsay a card)
Lindsay: "To Lindsay".
Pete: Want to get something to eat?
Lindsay: Yeah.
Pete: Don't forget the flowers.
Lindsay: Okay.

Lindsay: He flirted, I flirted... and well... I... nothing.
Claire: Maybe he's shy.
Lindsay: I'd say he's the opposite of shy.
Claire: Maybe he's gay!
Lindsay: I'd know. I'm positive! (Claire smiles and walks away) I'm positive!