Capt. Donald Cragen: The law isn't always about justice.
ADA Alexandra Cabot: Who let you in on our dirty little secret?
Captain Donald Cragen: Don't beat yourself up. From where I'm sitting, you did everything right. And I'd be the first to tell you if you didn't.
Fin Tutuola: Did your dad abuse Marnie?
Jordan Owens: He never laid a hand on her. But he couldn't stop staring at her chest, and he couldn't keep his mouth shut about how beautiful it was.
Dr. Bennett Alston: It's called covert incest. You're a little girl. Dad watches you take baths, tells you dirty jokes, mentions how good the sex was last night with some woman.
Detective John Munch: Hell of a way to teach your kid about the birds and the bees.
Dr. Bennett Alston: Then you hit puberty. He admires your shape, leaves pornography in your room, buys you sexy lingerie, takes you as a date to one of his business dinners.
Detective John Munch: By the time she grows up the only way she knows how to respond to men is sexually.
ADA Alexandra Cabot: They didn't go for Murder Two. It's Manslaughter One.
Elliot Stabler: Grand Jury couldn't get past her sex life.
Detective Olivia Benson: The son of a bitch is gonna get away with murder.
ADA Alexandra Cabot: No, they listened. They think Montrose is guilty, a jury will, too.
Elliot Stabler: Not life.
ADA Alexandra Cabot: Fifteen to twenty-five to sit around and think about what he's done? I'll take that.
[after running down a suspect]
Fin Tutuola: Make me run on my bad knee.
Detective Olivia Benson: [raiding a sex club] Cover yourself, please.
Detective John Munch: One time when I was working in Baltimore, I walk in and say 'What's up?', everybody's looking at me like my fly's open. Turns out there's a new art gallery across the street run by one of my ex-girlfriends, center piece is a wall size picture of yours truly from my free love days, au natural.
Fin Tutuola: Serves you right for posing in the first place.
Dr. Bennett Alston: These people don't enjoy sex, they're numb.
Fin Tutuola: Just like alcoholics, heroin addicts, people who bet the house on the ponies.
Dr. Bennett Alston: And people with these addictions are seen as having a disorder, but when you need sex 3 times a day, you're seen as a pervert.
Marcus Cole: [about Ms. Owens] She wasn't gonna graduate me.
Elliot Stabler: News flash: you gotta show up to class to graduate.
Hernandez: [about Marnie Owens' computer] I mirrored her hard drive. The history in this thing reads like some bad porno flick.
Detective John Munch: Her name is Marnie Owens, though I suspect you people exchange fluids more often than names.
Detective John Munch: We're talking about victimless crime.
Fin Tutuola: Unless you're Marnie Owens.
Detective John Munch: Marnie Owens' problem wasn't that she had group sex. It was that she couldn't stop herself.
Fin Tutuola: We got 14 others here from Dante's. What's their excuse?
Detective John Munch: You mean the fireman, the accountant, the director of human resources? All consenting adults, behind closed doors, nobody gets hurt? They don't need an excuse.
Fin Tutuola: That's easy for you to say, Mr. Letting-It-All-Hang-Out-At-Some-Art-Gallery.
ADA Alexandra Cabot: [to Montrose about Marnie Owens] You followed her to school, you followed her home. You were jealous, angry, weren't you?
Philip Montrose: I wasn't.
ADA Alexandra Cabot: Because she was having sex with other men.
Philip Montrose: You think I was jealous of that slut? You have to care about someone to be jealous. She was a whore.
ADA Alexandra Cabot: Stick to the facts relevant to the case, Mr. Montrose.
Philip Montrose: Those are the facts. She'd spread her legs for anybody, anywhere, any time. As many as she could. She'd pick up guys off the streets and bring them home. She liked it rough. She was asking for this to happen. God only knows who Marnie picked up on her way home from my place because she needed another fix.
ADA Alexandra Cabot: She needed a fix? You stalked a woman in Connecticut, then you stalked Marnie Owens. Now she's dead. What about your fix, Mr. Montrose?
Detective Olivia Benson: Anybody recognizes her, raise the hand *not* holding up your clothing.