Maria Bergen: Is now when I need to call a lawyer?
Wes Mitchell: Normally, yeah. But my partner and I realize your situation is a unique one.
Travis Marks: He's saying that we feel sorry for you.
Dr. Elise Ryan: This is a safe place to say anything no matter how awkward. Now that you and Dakota are trying for a baby, sex isn't just about pleasure anymore. You know yu get into bed and suddenly it's the final over of the last innings and you've got one bowl left and you've got to hit it for a six... Cricket?... British baseball?...
Wes Mitchell: I think she's saying it's the bottom of th ninth, you've got two outs and you know... you haveta... hit the homerun.
Travis Marks: Bet you didn't know that you were being chased by a high school state championship long jumper? Did ya?
Wes Mitchell: You know, I'm starting to question that whole story myself. I jumped as far as you did. I got big boy shoe on.
Johnny Bench Hall of Fame Catcher: Slumps are like a soft bed. They're easy to get into and hard to get out of.
Jim Bergen: And my wife will have one of your damn appletinis. Please.
Bartender/Actress-wannabe: [imitating Bergen] 'Sorry, I had to point my gun at you, ma'am. But I just got so burlin' mad.'
Travis Marks: I used to date this chick who moved here from Amarillo. She used to ay 'url' for 'oil' and 'burl' for 'boil'. Clyde said he was "burlin' mad". That's that Texas panhandle talk.
Wes Mitchell: I'm tired of that thing hovering over my head. It's distracting.
Wes Mitchell: What the hell just happened?
Travis Marks: You want to know what just happened? It's just like Dr. Ryan said... two outs, bottom of the ninth and you got that performance anxiety.
Travis Marks: ...and it pains me to say... my partner was unable to perform.
Wes Mitchell: I was not unable to perform. I'm Dakota in this situation here. If anyone's Dakota here, in Travis's little analogy, it's me.
Wes Mitchell: Look, we always blame each other, and we never communicate unless we have to; that's how we work. It's never been a problem.
Wes Mitchell: Well, I've kind of been staying here for a little over a year now.
Carine Thompson: Shut up. You live here?
Carine Thompson: I-I travel constantly for work and sometimes it feels like I live in hotels... But I've never met a literal hotel dweller.
Wes Mitchell: We're rarely seen in nature.
Carine Thompson: Well, I'm glad I caught you in your watering hole.
Travis Marks: As partners go, she leaves a lot to be desired. She's kind of like you, actually.
Wes Mitchell: Maybe she's not a partner at all.
Captain Mike Sutton: I told her I thought you two were the classic Elizabeth Taylor/Richard Burton kind of relationship.
Travis Marks: The old movie stars?
Captain Mike Sutton: Yeah. They had an affair that was roiled with passion. Truth is they hated each other most of the time... They couldn't keep their hands off each other, though. Like you two - you fight, you fight and you fight, but bam, you make a collar, there's relief. There's pleasure, a little afterglow. And then the cycle renews again.
Travis Marks: [Wes clears throat] Thanks, Cap. The question: Which one of us is Liz Taylor?
Wes Mitchell: Okay, no, no, that... Please don't.
Travis Marks: Come on. Yesterday, you were begging to be Dakota. Just be Liz. Be proud.
Wes Mitchell: We're on the same page here. Right? Straight up. Smash and grab.
Travis Marks: We don't split up, we can't screw up, Baby.
Travis Marks: For the record, I fully expect you to go postal like this one day.
Jonelle: Oh, well, looky who the cat dragged in. The boys who just can't seem to seal the deal.
Jonelle: Don't worry about it, boys. Burton and Taylor they had their rough patches, too.
Jonelle: Captain Sutton explained it to us, after the time Travis threw your desk chair out the window.
Travis Marks: Wes is mad at me because he thinks I cheated on him with another detective.
Travis Marks: Well, maybe... there's a chance that I went to the wrong side of the hotel.
Wes Mitchell: Surprised, because maybe I, you know, deep in the back of my mind, I've been wondering if I didn't go to the wrong side of the hotel myself.
Wes Mitchell: Jim Bergen is dying. He's got no money. He takes his wife to L.A. with a gun loaded full of blanks. He built her up a nest egg while they cross off items on their bucket list of theirs. It's like... every place they rob...
Travis Marks: ...is just like a stop on their itinerary.
Wes Mitchell: That wasn't performance anxiety, that was compassion.
Captain Mike Sutton: Good luck managing this performance anxiety, boys... Record... my balls...
Travis Marks: Does Wes deserve credit for getting back on the horse?
Woman in therapy group: Sex is sex.