Conor Gallagher: [referring to the front door] Really? Was it open?
Faith Mattis: I knocked like three times.
Conor Gallagher: I didn't think I'd left it open.
Faith Mattis: I'm sorry. The washing machine guy let me in.
Conor Gallagher: Well, the washing machine guy had no business doing that.
Repairman: Hey, machine's been shot.
Conor Gallagher: Why do you think you're here - to answer the door?
Repairman: Shooting's not covered by the warranty, sir.
Chief Justice Jarrett: Ahh, General, nice to see you. Have you met Justice Mattis?
Gen. Joel MacAteer: Only by reputation. I read the piece in the Sunday edition.
Faith Mattis: I'm sorry to hear that.
Gen. Joel MacAteer: I was wondering which you found most patronizing, being described as the youngest judge on the federal circuit, or the most beautiful?
Faith Mattis: I'm not sure they said beautiful.
Gen. Joel MacAteer: Well, they certainly should have.
Chief Justice Jarrett: So what do you think of the Pentagon's rising star?
Faith Mattis: I'm told his place on the karmic food chain would be somewhere between a snake and a rat, but of course I ignore that kind of gossip entirely.
Conor Gallagher: Ma'am, why are you telling me all this?
Faith Mattis: Partly because it irritates you and I enjoy that.
Conor Gallagher: Oh, great.
Faith Mattis: But, mostly because I trust you.
Faith Mattis: Justin, who exactly is this?
Justin: Your bodyguard, ma'am.
Conor Gallagher: Deputy Conor Gallagher, U.S. Marshal Service.
Faith Mattis: Nice to meet you Deputy, sorry about the waste of trip.
Faith Mattis: [looks at Justin] Have somebody see the deputy out and make sure he gets parking validation. I'll be in my office.
Faith Mattis: [after she sees her car being towed] Hey... HEY!
Faith Mattis: That was my car!
Conor Gallagher: I know ma'am, from now on you're riding with me.
Faith Mattis: You had my car towed?
Conor Gallagher: Yell at me on the way.
Conor Gallagher: You're driving a little fast. Ma'am, I still don't understand why you're pissed off at me. I let you drive didn't I?
Faith Mattis: It's not up to you to let me do anything. I made it clear I didn't want a bodyguard.
Conor Gallagher: You're going to have to take that up with my superiors, for now you are my responsibility, so slow down.
Faith Mattis: You're doing it again!
Conor Gallagher: What the hell is your problem! I mean... you're a piece of work.