Detective Lindsay Monroe: Flack, I think Danny's kind of wine is the house Chianti.
Detective Danny Messer: Well, that's where you're wrong. My favorite kind of wine is beer.
Detective Danny Messer: All right, we got lots of glass and wine spatter. Looks like the bottle was open when it was broken, so it didn't come off the wine rack.
Det. Don Flack: Came from the table over here.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: So we have a glass of wine and a stoppered bottle, so somebody opened a bottle to taste it. And then maybe... it got dropped in a struggle.
Detective Danny Messer: From the diameter of the spatter, looks like the bottle was thrown, and thrown hard.
Det. Don Flack: Okay, so there's a fight and someone throws a wine bottle at our vic.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Then maybe Alec rushes the attacker.
Detective Danny Messer: And then he gets, uh... screwed to death.
Det. Don Flack: 6.5, Mess. Little shaky on the landing.
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 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 Stella Bonasera: It's not illegal to be a sociopath.
Luther Vandeross: I can certainly answer any of your questions, or write them down and have Evie respond by e-mail.
Det. Don Flack: Nice, but that's not how this works. See, we're old school. Raw light bulbs, cold concrete rooms.
[in the wine vault]
Detective Danny Messer: So this is where they store the million-dollar grape juice, huh?