George St. Cloud: [to a cop] D'you have any cause to pull me over? I'm an A.D.A. I got my badge right here.
Officer Hartwick: [drawing his gun] Hands where I can see 'em.
George St. Cloud: Oh! Makin' assumptions about me based on my appearance is a breach of the fourth amendment of the constitution, which states you cannot detain an individual, even momentarily, without reasonable and articulatable suspicion, which you, sir, have none of. Also familiarize yourself with the fourteenth amendment, which requires all citizens be treated equally under the law, regardless of the color of their skin. Do you want me to start citing the 1954 A.C.L.U. suit White versus Williams or are you good?
Stephanie Powell: Mom, what're you doing?
Barbara Crane: Wow. I WAS making a shopping list, but I see you're fully stocked! What happened? Did you lose your job?
Jim Powell: Sorry. Crime never sleeps. Gotta go.
Allan Crane: [snickering] What's he got, an emergency sketch?
George St. Cloud: You do know that if you're holding back because of your in-laws, you're letting the terrorists win.
Jim Powell: George, they're not terrorists.
George St. Cloud: Yes, they are - emotional terrorists - and they've been waging war on your marriage for years.
Katie Andrews: [meeting Barbara] It is an honor to meet you. After all, your womb was the gestation point for scientific greatness.
Stephanie Powell: What a lovely, awkward compliment.
Barbara Crane: This laboratory is very impressive. I'm so happy for you, sweetheart.
Stephanie Powell: Oh...
Barbara Crane: It's very nice you accomplish SOMETHING with all the time you spend away from your children.
Barbara Crane: [seeing the table set for dinner] Stephanie. Everything looks so lovely.
Stephanie Powell: Thank you.
Barbara Crane: Too bad it'll all be cold before your husband gets home.
Stephanie Powell: [snapping at Allan's latest disapproval of Jim] You know, I'm sorry, too, Dad. I'm sorry you have never liked this man, which means you don't trust my decisions. You think I'm a bad parent, you think our kids are unmotivated and rude, but you don't even take the time to find out what a smart kid JJ is or what an intuitive woman Daphne's becoming. You only think you've figured out our dirty little secret, but you don't know us at all; and, to be honest, I don't even want you to.
Jim Powell: Let's be honest - You father... he never liked me.
Stephanie Powell: That's not true.
Jim Powell: The man never gave me permission to marry you. If that's not showin' his cards, I don't know what is.
Stephanie Powell: Look, when your mom and stepdad came to visit, I agreed not to have sex while they were in the house.
Jim Powell: As much as I'd like to believe sex is one of my superpowers, honey, I'm pretty sure this belongs in a different argument.
Barbara Crane: I've seen your closet - dozens and dozens of sneakers. You're either a shopaholic or a rap artist.