Adam Schiff: Started with a murder, ends with an execution. You got what you wanted. Take the rest of the week off.
Jack McCoy: It's Friday, Adam.
Adam Schiff: So it is. See you on Monday.
Jack McCoy: Your grief might be a little more convincing, sir, if you hadn't just admitted: you cut off your wife's head.
EADA Jack McCoy: [cross-examining Newman] Eight years ago, you won an honorable mention from the New York Film Festival; isn't that right?
Eddie Newman: Yes, for my film "Crooked Street".
EADA Jack McCoy: The critics said your "daring foray into a new American neorealism" marked you as "one of the most promising artists of the American cinema".
Eddie Newman: That's right.
EADA Jack McCoy: What's your current movie about, Mr Newman?
EADA Jack McCoy: Talking bears?
Eddie Newman: Yes.
EADA Jack McCoy: A daring neorealist foray into Jellystone Park?
Jack McCoy: [discussing media coverage of the case, in Schiff's office] How things look to some general audience is not relevant in the courtroom.
Adam Schiff: Oh, will you wake him up, Miss Ross? We're approaching the 21st century. It matters, Jack! When are you going to buy a new tie?
A.D.A. Jamie Ross: [cut to Ross and McCoy approaching the courthouse] You can't just turn off all the cameras and the microphones.
Jack McCoy: What's next? Timeouts for commercials? We go into court with soft drink logos on our backs?
Lisa Lundquist: I'm in a funny business, Rey. Everyone talks like hippies and acts like they're in the Sicilian mob. I'm tired of it.
Neil Gorton: [Talking to judge just before beginning of trial] We need to keep a place for Dr Duval, Mr Newman's psychiatrist.
Jack McCoy: Are we going to be doing therapy in the courtroom?
Jack McCoy: [aside to Ross, after Newman's huge defense team has been seated in the courtroom] You and me, Jamie!
A.D.A. Jamie Ross: [after Curtis has had an altercation with McCoy outside the courtroom] What was that about?
Jack McCoy: He's just a little upset his wife's about to find out he had an affair on the evening news.
Detective Lennie Briscoe: [to Curtis] I'm told you you should have gone to bed with her. You're getting the grief, you should have had the gravy!
Neil Gorton: I don't know which I'm going to enjoy more: seeing Newman go free, or seeing you lose.
Neil Gorton: Two vodka martinis.
A.D.A. Jamie Ross: Is it all about me?
Neil Gorton: You know I'm over that.
A.D.A. Jamie Ross: Of course! I've seen your new associate.
Neil Gorton: Harvard Law Review...
A.D.A. Jamie Ross: And a round butt, just the way you like them!
Jack McCoy: [to press reporters] This is a trial, not a soap opera. I wish you people would remember that!
A.D.A. Jamie Ross: [barging in on Gorton's defense conference] You son of a bitch!
Neil Gorton: I take it you got my notice.
A.D.A. Jamie Ross: [rips up child custody notice and flings it on table] Yes. Here it is!
Neil Gorton: Not a legally persuasive argument, counselor. We have a custody arrangement; you're in breach.
Detective Rey Curtis: [referring to his alleged affair with Lundquist] So you don't believe me?
Deborah Curtis: I do believe you, Rey, that's the problem. I've believed everything you said for nine years.
Detective Rey Curtis: I got to do whatever it takes to get back with her and the kids.
Lisa Lundquist: So that's a "no" on the job offer. And on me.
Detective Rey Curtis: You know what's going on.
Lisa Lundquist: Well, at least you didn't turn out to be gay. I called Jack McCoy and told him I want to testify.
Detective Rey Curtis: About what? All the times we ***almost*** had sex?