Detective Don Flack: Hell of a game, Mess.
Detective Danny Messer: Yeah. Glad you could make it.
Detective Don Flack: Me too. You should piss Lindsay off more often.
Detective Don Flack: [Danny and Flack are at the basketball game talking about the guy winning $1 million] Never gonna happen!
Detective Danny Messer: Why, you think you could do it?
Detective Don Flack: You're kidding me? Boom, nothing but net, baby!
Detective Danny Messer: Oh, I think he can do it!
[after the name drawing]
Detective Don Flack: No, he can't!
Detective Danny Messer: Wanna make a little wager?
Detective Don Flack: Fifty bucks?
Detective Danny Messer: I hate to take a colleague's money but for you, I'll be happy to make an exception! Come on!
Detective Danny Messer: [finding the victims seats] I'm surprised he didn't kick the bucket from altitude sickness with these seats!
Detective Lindsay Monroe: That or the nachos.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Any stomach contents?
Dr. Sid Hammerback: Like you wouldn't believe. At least two hotdogs, popcorn, nachos, peanuts, an ice-cream sandwich and almost a full liter of beer.
Detective Danny Messer: I'm surprised he could get out of his seat!
Detective Lindsay Monroe: [refering the lipstick evidence] Need help picking the right shade?
Detective Danny Messer: Ha, ha, ha. That's just it. Unless the make-up counter at Bloomie's is selling mood lipstick, this partial print we got from the vic's mouth seems to have changed color. It started out pink.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: And now it's amber.
Detective Danny Messer: Means the efflorescent crystalline residue we're looking at is atropine trace.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Well, that explains the color shift. So which cheerleader wore it?
Detective Danny Messer: And if she had poison on her lips, why isn't she dead too?
Reed Garrett: [Talking to Mac on the phone] Hey it's reed, I'm about to put up a new blog post about the Cabbie Killer and i was hoping that maybe you could help me with something.
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] I gave you this number for personal reasons, not professional reasons.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Yes i know, but I'm just trying to put together a real profile on this guy, you know?
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] I mean, don't you think that people have the right to know about who they're afraid of?
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] Look, I'm impressed by your determination, Reed, maybe even a little bit proud, but you're a journalist and I'm a detective on this case.
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] you're crossing the line here.
Reed Garrett: [to Mac] Yes but isn't that what lines are for?
Detective Mac Taylor: [to Reed] Not in my business.
Reed Garrett: [to mac] Come on. Throw me a bone, Mac.
Detective Mac Taylor: [Hanging up the phone] Good-Bye, Reed.
Reed Garrett: [Talking to himself] Well, you won't give 'em a story, then i will.