Quotes
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Det. Lydia Adams : So we *can* get overtime to work homicide cases, but now suddenly there's money to fund Bel-Air break-ins.
Det. Alicia Fernandez : The residents here don't feel safe.
Det. Lydia Adams : And the residents in South Central don't either.
Det. Alicia Fernandez : But these residents don't just bitch; they invite the chief of police over for cocktails.
Det. Lydia Adams : [after Fernandez has walked away] How convenient, to have money.
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Det. Russell Clarke : [looking into a jewelry case] 'Scuse me - how much does somethin' like this go for?
Lana Schmidt : Thirty thousand - that's art deco platinum, diamonds and sapphires; you shopping for someone in particular?
Det. Russell Clarke : [deflated by the price] No, just curious.
Det. Lydia Adams : So how many employees do you have?
Lana Schmidt : Uh, mostly it's just me. I have two sales associates and a setter.
Det. Russell Clarke : Do they have access to your customer database?
Lana Schmidt : Honey, it's the information age; *everyone* has access to *everything*.
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Det. Lydia Adams : What's goin' on?
Talib : Lydia, I don't... I don't think this is gonna work. Hey, look, I've been wrestlin' with this. You know, even goin' to see my pastor, and... I tried, I just can't get past the fact that, you know, that you lied. You know, that you lied about bein' a cop.
Det. Lydia Adams : Are you serious?
Talib : Yeah, I mean... I mean, how can you start a relationship... based on a lie?
Det. Lydia Adams : Well, you knew that before we slept together. Did you tell your pastor *that*?
