Detective Danny Messer: Get outta here, these are real stones?
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Uh huh, and I'm thinking this chain was attached, which makes this roach jewelry, or a pet, or a jeweled pet.
Detective Danny Messer: Or roach-broche.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Hey, it could be the next big thing.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Flack, I think Danny's favorite kind of whine is Chiante.
Detective Danny Messer: No you're wrong. My favorite kind of wine is beer.
Detective Danny Messer: Since when do you know so much about wine, Montana?
Detective Lindsay Monroe: We're more than beer and buffalo burgers, Messer.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: I mean, isn't the cockroach kind of the unofficial mascot of New York?
Detective Danny Messer: Very funny, take it easy there, Montana.
Detective Danny Messer: So our vic was screwed to death.
Det. Don Flack: 6.5 at best. A little shaky on the landing.
Luther Vandeross: I can certainly answer any of your questions or write them down and have Evie respond by e-mail.
Det. Don Flack: That's not how this works. See, we're old school. We're all old light bulbs and cold concrete rooms.
[in the wine vault]
Detective Danny Messer: So this is where they store the million-dollar grape juice, huh?