- Gene Hunt: I want this man caught before he kills again. This is my city and it will be a safe place for my wife and my mum to walk around, is that understood?
- Others: Yes, guv.
- Gene Hunt: Right, find out who that dead woman was, find out who killed her. Do it now.
- [checks his watch]
- Gene Hunt: Hold on, hold on. Do it tomorrow morning first thing. Beer o'clock, gentlemen.
- Annie Cartwright: What is wrong with you today?
- Sam Tyler: Do you want an honest answer? I'm bloody sick of 1973.
- Annie Cartwright: Don't worry, it'll be 1974 soon.
- [Sam, Gene, Ray and Chris are covertly bugging a suspect's garage. Suddenly, a police siren can be heard outside]
- Ray Carling: The law! The law!
- Gene Hunt: Get down, you div!
- [they all duck behind a car]
- Sam Tyler: [realising] *We are* the law, you bloody clowns!
- Sam Tyler: You know, where I'm from...
- Annie Cartwright: Hyde?
- Sam Tyler: Yes, Hyde. People love me, you know. They don't want anything from me, they don't want to fight me, they just love me. If they're still there.
- Ray Carling: Woman in her 20s.
- Chris Skelton: Dead.
- Gene Hunt: Well I didn't think she was sunbathing, did I?
- Carol Twilling: [holding up a record] Does everybody love Santana?
- Sam Tyler: Oh God.
- [everybody turns and stares]
- Sam Tyler: [lame] God, I love Santana...