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Insp. Nash Bridges (Character)
from "Nash Bridges" (1996)

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"Nash Bridges: Road Work (#2.13)" (1997)
Insp. Joe Dominguez: You know, if you drive a little slower I might be able to hit something.
[as they are being shot at by a pursuing vehicle]
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah? Well, if you'd hit something I might be able to driver a little slower!

Insp. Joe Dominguez: So, ah, you're gonna let Cassidy drive the cuda?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yes, I was.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Yeah, but I never get to drive the car. A wonder how that all fits together, doesn't it?
Insp. Nash Bridges: What does?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: You know, you, your car, your whole attitude towards the Dominguez clan.
Insp. Nash Bridges: What are you getting mad about?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Well, you hurt my feelings, all right? I mean, you may not realize it, but J.J. is actually a very decent upstanding young man. You know, God just played a trick on me and put him in a slacker's body.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Joe.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Hey man, looks are very deceiving, you know? I mean, check it out: if Ingrid sized me up on looks alone, would she have married me?
Insp. Nash Bridges: All right, look, I'm going to be honest with you: you know I love J.J., I've always loved that kid. Cassidy, you know Cassidy - she's tough, man; she'll eat J.J. up and spit him out. I'm not going to do that to him. Or to you. I'm serious, man. I'm sorry if I hurt you feelings. I didn't mean to, you know that.

Insp. Nash Bridges: San Fransico, damn it's good to be home, isn't it, bubba?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Shhh, yeah, but next time you ask me to go for a ride through the country, forget it.
Insp. Nash Bridges: What do you mean, you didn't like the fresh air?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Hey, I love the fresh air; it was the bullets flying threw the fresh air I didn't dig.

Insp. Joe Dominguez: J.J., hey son, where are you pants?
[entering Lisa's place wto find Cassidy with J.J. and J.J. standing there in underwear]
J.J.: Hey, dad.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah, where are you pants?
[in a not so pleased tone]

Cassidy Bridges: You know what, I think we're gonna need to check the rise.
[speaking of the inseme of J.J., after she gets down with some measuring tape]
Insp. Nash Bridges: Ah, let's not check the rise.
Cassidy Bridges: Daddy, stay out of this.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Joe's gonna stay here with Holly and I need to borrow your car for about an hour.
Lisa Bridges: Well, am I going to get it back with bullet holes?
Insp. Nash Bridges: With any luck.

"Nash Bridges: Impostors (#4.2)" (1998)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Are you trying to piss me off?
[to Joe]

Insp. Nash Bridges: Excuse me: are you aware your voice sounds automated? she hung up on me.
[putting down his cellphone]

Insp. Nash Bridges: Stop thinking.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I didn't say a word.
Insp. Nash Bridges: You didn't have to; I can hear you in my head.

Insp. Joe Dominguez: What do you want to do?
Insp. Nash Bridges: What do you mean waht do I want to do? I want to shoot him!
[as he and Joe avoid Eldon whipping a long chain at them]
Eldon Sistrunk: Go ahead, shoot!
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Ah, paper work.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Listen, if I lose, kill that son of a bitch.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Hello, gentlemen. I'm back and welcoem to the show.
[as Eldon and Big Tiny as sat at the table]
Big Tiny: What show?
Insp. Nash Bridges: It's a game called: I'm Smarter Than He Is.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Um, and how do we play our game, Nash?
Insp. Nash Bridges: I'm glad you asked that, Joe, it's a game of skill and knowledge. I'm going to ask a series of questions...
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Questions? What questions?
Insp. Nash Bridges: I'm glad you asked that. The categories are: Binx, Frankie, Bail and Potpourri.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: And what lovely prizes do we have?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, our lucky first-place contestant gets a full pardon for his willing participation. But our loser won't go away empty-handed either, no sir-ree-Bob; he'll hang like wall paper for the rest of his natural life in San Quentin.

"Nash Bridges: Danger Zone (#3.20)" (1998)
Insp. Harvey Leek: I'll break out the terrorist directory.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah, well make sure you look under the really, really, really bad listings.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, did ya?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Did I what?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Donate sperm.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I was going out with this girl; her name was Ellie Hunt. She was beautiful, she was smart, she could throw a curve ball.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Ah, killer credentials. Keep going.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Well, she was involved with this experimental fertility program
Insp. Nash Bridges: Huh, weren't we all.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Hey, I never slept with her, I just donated sperm, you know.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, I get it: all thee the obligation with none of the fun, that sort of deal?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Yeah, well, what I figured is if I donated sperm professionally I might, ah, really get to donate sperm later, if you know what I mean.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, ah, I, ah, I do and I'm fascinated. It's truly wonderful to see thee origins of Joe Dominguez logic, way back in its earliest form.

Pepe: I didn't know you two were into chaps & spurs.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Um, Pepe, we're not...
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Ah, save your breath, man - don't confuse him.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah, you're right.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Why, Joe, your butt is beeping.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Kiss my grits.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Right here in the window?
[walking up to a store window display]

Insp. Nash Bridges: Wait - they sold your sperm as an asset?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Yeah? Very funny. Well, you know what that means, don't you?
[as Nash laughs]
Insp. Nash Bridges: I'm afraid to guess.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I mean, there could be hundreds of little Joe Dominguez's running around out there.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh my God. Kind of makes that sheep cloning thing look like a non event.

"Nash Bridges: Rampage (#2.19)" (1997)
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Huh. That poster looks just like your daughter, bubba.
[motioning to a buss aside then that has a poster plastered on the side of her wit ha banner that says "Sex is Good. Safe Sex is Better."]
Insp. Nash Bridges: That is my daughter.

Insp. Joe Dominguez: You know, I wonder if Ingrid and I are gonna have, a little boy or little girl. You know what I mean? with a little boy you can, you know, kind of initiate him into the club, you know? With a little girl I think you spend most of your time kind of pretecting her from the club, you know?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, bubba - you are not wrong there.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Okay, where is she?
[refering to Cassidy]
Lisa Bridges: She stormed off to the library
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, she stormed off? And just what is it she has to be agnry about?
Lisa Bridges: Apparently she didn't like it when I found her condoms.
Insp. Nash Bridges: What condoms?
Lisa Bridges: The ones she plans to use when she and Freddie have sex.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Um, you have anything to read?
[looking uncomfortable]
Lisa Bridges: On the coffee table.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I'll be reading and, um, ease dropping from over here.
[walking to the adjacent living room]
Insp. Nash Bridges: I don't believe this.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Should have had a boy, Nash man. Probably be buying him condoms yourself.
Lisa Bridges: That's true.
[kind of laughing]
Insp. Nash Bridges: That is not true! That is not true.

Insp. Joe Dominguez: See anything?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah, there's a sale on Pauli Shore movies.

Lisa Bridges: Think about it, Nash: what is Cassidy doing we didn't do at her age?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Lisa, I don't wanna be thinkin', at my age, at what Cassidy was doin' that we did when she's her age.

"Nash Bridges: Moving Target (#2.21)" (1997)
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Can't we go anywhere without chicks hitting on you?
[after a girl gives Nash her number]
Insp. Nash Bridges: Chicks don't hit on me.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Please, have you had an eye exam lately?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Stop it.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I'd like to be able to flirt every once in a while.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, then, do it. There's no harm in it; you're married, not dead.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Are you kidding, man? I'm branded. That is chick repellant right there.
[holding out his hand and showing off his wedding ring]

Insp. Nash Bridges: Bubba, I am only going to say this five or six hundred more times: tell her the truth.
[refering to Ingrid]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I can't tell her the truth.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Why not?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Because I want to stay married, that's why.

Insp. Nash Bridges: You know what's amazing? Not only do you come up with these schemes, you actually follow through with them.

Insp. Nash Bridges: You are thee luckiest brown man alive.
[to Joe]

"Nash Bridges: Out of Chicago (#2.20)" (1997)
Insp. Nash Bridges: But she does make the crime page.
[refering to Karen]
Insp. Evan Cortez: Oh, yeah, she does.
Insp. Nash Bridges: That's good.
Insp. Evan Cortez: Yeah, she catches a lot of bad guys; big-time gang leaders, drug dealers, that kind of thing.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: so, she's a good cop, huh?
Insp. Evan Cortez: Yeah, in Chicago she's like a female version of you.
[to Nash]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: No wonder I thought she was so sexy.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, baby.
[to Joe]

Isiah: Well, she don't look like a cop. She looks like a super model.
[refering to Karen, looking at them through a hole in the door]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: She's Cindy Crawford. As a matter of fact, we're all super models. Come on, man, open the door.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah, open it up - we're late for an S.I. swinsuit shoot.

Karen Decker: Why didn't you run?
Insp. Nash Bridges: I don't like to run.

Insp. Nash Bridges: That'll keep you in sneakers, won't it?

"Nash Bridges: Crossfire (#3.13)" (1998)
Insp. Nash Bridges: I know we're practially married, but let's lose the nagging thing, all right?
[to Joe]

Insp. Joe Dominguez: Cassidy?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah, she wants me to meet Paul. This is definitively a first.
[ater haging up his cellphone]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Must be getting serious.
Insp. Nash Bridges: She's nineteen!
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Ah, weren't you engaged at nineteen?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Don't push my buttons.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: But I'm so good at it.

Cassidy Bridges: Well, Paul's good friend is the concierge at the Soho Grand; he's giving us a deal.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, this is great. Two rooms, huh?
Cassidy Bridges: Daddy.
[in an annoyed tone]
Insp. Nash Bridges: Daughter.

Insp. Joe Dominguez: Well, the deal is you had no business telling her she can't go to New York.
Insp. Nash Bridges: I don't give a damn if she goes to New York - that's not my concern.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Okay, what is your concern then?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Didn't you ntice something special about Paul?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Seemed like a nice kid. Smelled good. What?
Insp. Nash Bridges: He's gay.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: What?
Insp. Nash Bridges: He's gay!
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Come on.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, come on man. He used the word "Fabulous" about ten thousand times and he has this unbalanced love for musicals, and, um, and how about his hair? Did you see his hair?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: He has gay hair?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, man. Ah, how about the way he checked out the waiter?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: So what? It was a hot-looking waiter. Hey, I checked him out, too; that doesn't make me gay does it?
Insp. Nash Bridges: I cannot believe you didn't get this.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Nash, man, it's San Francisco, man, who can tell anymore? I mean, straights dress like gays, gays dress like straights, you know?
Insp. Nash Bridges: I grew up in San Francisco, bubba; I can tell you if a person is gay in about half a second.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Well, people think we're gay.
Insp. Nash Bridges: No, people don't think we're gay, Pepe thinks we're gay.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Yeah, well, he's gay so he should have pretty good Gaydar, right?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, that's pretty good.
[a little sarcastically]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Oh, thank you.
Insp. Nash Bridges: But I can't tell you about anybody else's equipment, I can tell you that that guy is gay.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Should make him the perfect travel companion then.

"Nash Bridges: Touchdown (#3.22)" (1998)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Well... well, well... thirteen-ton truck doesn't just vanish.
[speaking of an armored bank truck]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Well, if it was a U.F.O. at least we know they're here for our money, not our women.

Insp. Joe Dominguez: You're serious?
Insp. Nash Bridges: As scurvy.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Son of a bitch shot my car. Evan, fish that bastard out of the bay.
[after shooting the suspect dead out of a helicopter]

Insp. Joe Dominguez: I can't believe how lucky you are.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Ah, it isn't luck if you can do it consistantly.

"Nash Bridges: One Flew Over the Cuda's Nest (#3.4)" (1997)
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Doesn't it feel great to be sane?
[after arresting a man dressed up and pretending to be Dr. Watson]
Insp. Nash Bridges: Who said you were sane?

Insp. Harvey Leek: You're gonna love this: the boys from Psych services were transfering our friend Dr. Watson to the coco ward but they decided to stop and get milk shakes, and Watson bolted; he escaped.
Insp. Nash Bridges: That's good.
Insp. Harvey Leek: They did get their milk shakes though.

Insp. Joe Dominguez: I thought you said she was cute.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Bubba, eighteen years ago we were all cute.

"Nash Bridges: Most Wanted (#3.9)" (1997)
Insp. Nash Bridges: In the long run, sacrificing your personal life as self-punishment, isn't such a great idea. You can trust me on this, I've had a lot of personal experience.

Insp. Nash Bridges: I have fifteen girls here and a stripper.
[to Joe, over a cellphone]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: All right, I'll be right over.

Insp. Nash Bridges: This is a unit, sister, we work together under my command.
[to Michelle]

"Nash Bridges: Hit Parade (#2.10)" (1996)
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Ah, you wanna handle this one?
Insp. Nash Bridges: I don't know. A man on a cable car with a set of wings holding a hand granade... this is your thing, isn't it?

Angel: You realize what just happened?
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah - somebody's trying to kill us.
[as they all hide behind a car from a rooftop assassin]
Angel: I found you just like I was supposed to.
Insp. Nash Bridges: What? What the hell you talking about?
Angel: I'm your guardian angel.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Oh, great - we could use one.
Angel: I said I was his guardian angel; you, you'e on your own.
[to Joe]

Insp. Nash Bridges: Freeze, bubba, right there!
[as a suspicious man pushing an icecream cart approaches then, after just earlier missing multiple assassins]
Vendor: Who? Me?
[after reaching down into the cart]
Insp. Nash Bridges: You. Take it out real slow.
Vendor: If you don't want cherry, I got rootbeer.
[after pulling out a popsicle]
Insp. Nash Bridges: No, I'll take cherry.
[after putting his gun down]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I'll take rootbeer. Unless you got a fudgesicle.

"Nash Bridges: 25 Hours of Christmas (#2.12)" (1996)
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Wish I had as good a relationship with my wife as you have with your ex wife.
Insp. Nash Bridges: divorce her.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, try this one for a theory and see if it blows your skirt up.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Ladies and gentlement, I'm going to suggest Elvis is still in the building.

"Nash Bridges: Blackout (#3.5)" (1997)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Will you please stop taking my blood preassure? I told you I'm fine.
Medic: It's high.
Insp. Nash Bridges: It's high because you're pissin' me off.

Dr. Berry: Who are you?
[to Joe]
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, this is my partner, Joe Dominguez
Dr. Berry: Usually the spouse is in on this.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, that wuld be him in almost every repect.

Insp. Harvey Leek: Now, Larson had contacted you because somebody contacted him about a contract killing, you went undercover as Teddy Malone four days ago, that's the last we heard of you.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Why would I drop out of sight for four days? Not communicate with anybody.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: That we don't know.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, hell, that's not like me.
Insp. Harvey Leek: We agree.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, damnit, don't let me do that no more!

"Nash Bridges: Smash and Grab (#5.3)" (1999)
Insp. Nash Bridges: He took a dive!
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Yeah, right after you hit him.

Caitlin Cross: You know what? I really don't want to fight. This is ridiculous. So, if it will make you feel any better, I will assume half the responsibility.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, who's going to assume the other half, because I'm damn sure not doing it?

Insp. Nash Bridges: Eladio, how much am I paying you to berate me like this?
[as Eladio pretends to be the opposing lawyer arguing the case with Nash]
Eladio Dominguez: Oh, my standard fee: three-hundred dollars an hour.

"Nash Bridges: Revelations (#3.8)" (1997)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Postage due? On a post card?
[after getting a post card from Joe who is out of country on vacation]

Insp. Nash Bridges: So, ah, let me understand this: five heavily-armed men and your plan was to take them down with a five-clip 32-calibur gun? That was what you had planned there, huh?
Insp. Michelle Chan: Sounded better in my head.

Insp. Nash Bridges: You know, your feathers are looking whiter then the last time I remembered.
Angel: I just had them dry cleaned.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Really?
Angel: Thank you for noticing.

"Nash Bridges: Patriots (#3.17)" (1998)
Insp. Nash Bridges: I miss vinyl.

Insp. Harvey Leek: Problem.
Insp. Nash Bridges: I don't like problems.
[over his cellphone]
Insp. Harvey Leek: Still, they exist.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah, get in. If I'm gonna blow up, you're going with me.
[to Joe as he gets ready to drive a car away with a bomb]

"Nash Bridges: The Web (#2.16)" (1997)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Why do you think that bastard ran this way?

Insp. Nash Bridges: Talk to me first; I'm easier and a hell of a lot cheaper.
[to a suspect]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I'll vouch for that; he's cheap and easy.

"Nash Bridges: Skin Deep (#3.16)" (1998)
Nash Bridges: [to Kendell] You see this... this is good practice for you to see this
[Joe and Iris arguing]
Nash Bridges: in case you ever decided to have kids of your own

Zack Spears: She loves me. We're soul mates.
Iris Heller: Oh, tell it to your cell mate, bubba.
Nash Bridges: Hey. Hey, hey, hey - I got a patent on that.

"Nash Bridges: Shake, Rattle & Roll (#3.3)" (1997)
Insp. Harvey Leek: This is beautiful - the guy's gonna repeat the whole deal on tape for us. It's too easy, it's criminal; I actually feel kind of guilty.
Insp. Nash Bridges: You'll get over it.

Insp. Nash Bridges: I'm sorry, chief, I cannot listen to that any longer.
[pulling out the tape of baby songs for Joe's baby]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Hey, hey, hey, be careful with that, man. You know how hard it is to find baby music on 8-track?

"Nash Bridges: Found Money (#3.11)" (1997)
Insp. Nash Bridges: What the hell do you want? We're kind of busy?
Richard Bettina: Oh, well, you could say 'Hello' to your new boss.
[tossing a card on Nash's desk]
Insp. Nash Bridges: Director of Police Investigations?
[reading it]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: DoPI?
[Harvey smiles behind him]
Richard Bettina: Okay, Director of Police Investigations; next person to refer to it as 'DoPI' is guranteed an immediate suspecion without pay!

Insp. Nash Bridges: Hey, Rick, what are you looking for? Your integrity?
[walking in and seeing Rick going through some files]

"Nash Bridges: Lady Killer (#3.19)" (1998)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Bettina is a sex-o-holic? I don't know whether to feel sorry or proud.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I'm feeling nauseated.

Insp. Nash Bridges: You wanna tell us about your sexual addiction or anything else you conveniently left out? Because this could be our last meeting.
[meeting Rick in jail]
Richard Bettina: Okay. For some reason picking up women is something I'm good at. I'm not proud of it.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: These are Earth women we're talking about, right?
Richard Bettina: Believe me, I don't understand it either. Lately its become a real obsession with me. You know, with this group its good; it's all about anxiety and self esteem.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Rick, you know that sexual addiction is exactly the kind of motive that Birdsong is looking for.
Richard Bettina: I know, I know! How am I going to tell you this? What am I going to say? 'Hey, Nash! I have to have sex four or five times a day. If I don't get it, I go crazy!'. Sometimes I feel like I'm going to go crazy even if I do get it.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Four or five times a day?
Richard Bettina: You wouldn't even believe the bars I've been to, the kinky clubs, swinging singles parties...
Insp. Joe Dominguez: We're defining "Day" as a twenty-four hour period day?

"Nash Bridges: Knockout (#2.17)" (1997)
Insp. Joe Dominguez: That was the longest twenty minutes of my life outside my prostate exame.
[taking the dental packing out of his mouth while in the cuda]
Insp. Nash Bridges: 'scuse me - where you you thinkin' on putting that?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: I was thinking the ash tray.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah, well, I'm thinking you wrap it in this until we pass a city trash can.
[handing Joe a piece of tissue paper]

Insp. Joe Dominguez: You okay? Want me to drive?
Insp. Nash Bridges: I'm in shock, I'm not insane.

"Nash Bridges: Trade Off (#5.2)" (1999)
Insp. Nash Bridges: I know that's going to make more sense to me after I have some coffee.

Caitlin Cross: Ta da!
Insp. Nash Bridges: This is your big surprise?
[seeing an extra exercise machine next to hers, both with purple bows on them]
Caitlin Cross: I thought it would be something we could do together.
Insp. Nash Bridges: At seven o'clock on the morning? Get out of here!
Caitlin Cross: What-wah, what are you saying? What do you mean? It would be good for you!
Insp. Nash Bridges: I don't think so. There's a lot of good things for me; you're good for me, but, ah, I'm not even sure I like you at seven o'clock in the morning.

"Nash Bridges: Ripcord (#3.6)" (1997)
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Man, I wouldn't jump off of her for all the beans in Mexico.
Insp. Nash Bridges: If I had me chasing me? You bet your ass.

Insp. Joe Dominguez: You know, sometimes the rich are really hard to like.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Bubba, what are you gonna do if one of those schemes of yours pays off and you get rich?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Oh, I'll be different.

"Nash Bridges: Downtime (#3.15)" (1998)
Insp. Nash Bridges: What in the hell is this and who put it here, the Russians?
[looking at a coffee machine that dispenses coffee like a soda machine]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: This dispenses the world worst coffee products and Bettina put it here.
Insp. Nash Bridges: The man has got to be stoppped.

Richard Bettina: Birdsong!
Dexter Birdsong: Yeah?
Richard Bettina: Use your eagle eyes, your keen senses. You tell me exactly what happened here.
Dexter Birdsong: Guy got shot.
Insp. Nash Bridges: He is good, wow.

"Nash Bridges: Truth & Consequences (#5.1)" (1999)
Insp. Nash Bridges: So, how about you and Inger? You off to Swedan tomorrow night?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Ah, don't bring me down, man, come on. You know, this is the third time we've been to Swedan because her mother is supposedly dying. This woman has been dying since she was born, man. Last time she wasn't supposed to make it through the night, we flew over the pole, got there in the middle of winter, she's out side chopping wood.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Chopping wood?
[still laughing]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: In Swedish.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Take him out.

"Nash Bridges: Special Delivery (#3.21)" (1998)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Harv', your home work assignment is a 500-word essay: Who I Was Before I Wound Up Dead on the Post Office Floor.

Insp. Nash Bridges: Don't die on me.
[after Tony chokes on food he's eating too fast]
Tony B.: I'm not gonna die on you!

"Nash Bridges: The Great Escape (#2.3)" (1996)
[Joe was working traffic because something with his pension got screwed up]
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: Care to tell us what happened, Joe?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Who cares if his father's a president of the San Francisco bank?
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: Humor me. I care.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Let me get this straight - you pepper-sprayed him for illegal parking?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Yes.
[Nash laughs]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: He came at me. And I exhausted all proper procedures, A.J.
Insp. Nash Bridges: [smirking] I'm sorry I missed that one.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: He comes at me saying he knows Kung Fu and that crap. He went down in flames like a twelve o'clock high.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oooh, you bad.
[Laughs again]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: And that's when he twisted his knee. The funny thing is, he'll probably get a disabled placard now.
[Nash is now laughing hard]
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: Are you two through yet? The I.R. went straight to the chief. And you, carnal, have the distinction of being the only cop I know of ever to get kicked out of traffic.
[Nash laughs]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: What about my pension? What about my hog? I kinda liked it.
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: Your hog? Forget your Harley!
[Nash laughs]
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: The chief made me take you back.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, no!
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Got anything out at the airport? Unloading/loading that kinda thing?
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: You wish. No. We got you back all to ourselves.

"Nash Bridges: Dirty Tricks (#3.12)" (1997)
Insp. Nash Bridges: When was the last time you got too much service from a public utility?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Like never.

"Nash Bridges: Promised Land (#2.11)" (1996)
Insp. Nash Bridges: I was just thinkin', you know, you got Whitney here, why not take advantage of her?
[sugesting Nick use the hired assisted-living care giver]
Nick Bridges: I would, she won't let me.
[speaking in a sexual way]

"Nash Bridges: Sacraments (#3.23)" (1998)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Hold it! When you go to college sometime in the next few months, you can make all the adult decisions you wanna make. In the mean time, I'm your father! And I'm going to give you my strong opinion that this thing with Evan, is not a smooth move. It's a bad move!
Cassidy Bridges: Oh yeah? I'm not going to college in the next few months, dad.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh really? And when were you going to enlighten me? Sometime in the next damn millennium?
Cassidy Bridges: I auditioned for the Oregan Shakespear Festival; they offered me a six month contract in Ashland. I'm gonna take the job.
Insp. Nash Bridges: I-I-I don't think you are. You see, you've had your year off before college and now you are damn skippy going to college!
Cassidy Bridges: This is not your decision.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Do you remember me? I'm your father. And I'm not going to stand around and watch you throw your lfie away.
Cassidy Bridges: There's nothing you can do about it!
Insp. Nash Bridges: Yeah? Just watch me.
Cassidy Bridges: You watch me.
[turns around and leaves]

"Nash Bridges: Inside Out (#2.14)" (1997)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Nice shirt. you don't often see that color... outside of bowling alleys.
[to Harvey, wearing a shirt he borrwed from Evan]

"Nash Bridges: Skirt Chasers (#1.3)" (1996)
[Joe was working traffic because something with his pension got screwed up]
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: Care to tell us what happened, Joe?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Who cares if his father's a president of the San Francisco bank?
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: Humor me. I care.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Let me get this straight - you pepper-sprayed him for illegal parking?
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Yes.
[Nash laughs]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: He came at me. And I exhausted all proper procedures, A.J.
Insp. Nash Bridges: [smirking] I'm sorry I missed that one.
Insp. Joe Dominguez: He comes at me saying he knows Kung Fu and that crap. He went down in flames like a twelve o'clock high.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oooh, you bad.
[Laughs again]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: And that's when he twisted his knee. The funny thing is, he'll probably get a disabled placard now.
[Nash is now laughing hard]
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: Are you two through yet? The I.R. went straight to the chief. And you, carnal, have the distinction of being the only cop I know of ever to get kicked out of traffic.
[Nash laughs]
Insp. Joe Dominguez: What about my pension? What about my hog? I kinda liked it.
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: Your hog? Forget your Harley!
[Nash laughs]
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: The chief made me take you back.
Insp. Nash Bridges: Oh, no!
Insp. Joe Dominguez: Got anything out at the airport? Unloading/loading that kinda thing?
Lt. A.J. Shimamura: You wish. No. We got you back all to ourselves.

"Nash Bridges: Genesis (#1.1)" (1996)
Nash Bridges: You know, I remember a time when I used to make you laugh. Now all I do is piss you off. Why is that?
Lisa Bridges: You want the whole laundry list?
[Nash's face twists into a dreading expression]
Lisa Bridges: Starting with A for anniversaries you missed or where your pager went off. Or we can go to B for booze. Or we can jump right to W for women. You know, you should take a good look at your own life before you come over here passing judgement on mine!

"Nash Bridges: Girl Trouble (#5.4)" (1999)
Insp. Nash Bridges: You've never even seen him, have you, you dumb bastard!

"Nash Bridges: Internal Affairs (#2.1)" (1996)
Insp. Nash Bridges: Don't you run from me! Sid, you son of a bitch! Sid, I got a rule: anybody I have to chase mroe than fifty yards gets an ass whoopin'!