- Dr. Shelley Finkel: My extensive post-graduate work and years of field experience tell me that you're less than happy to be here. Also, the look on your face.
- Mary Shannon: So, now what? Is now when I open up about Rachel from summer camp and the night they let us lock up the crafts cabin all by ourselves?
- Dr. Shelley Finkel: I'm open to discussing latent sexual questions if you're confused.
- Mary Shannon: I'll bet you are, you little vixen.
- Dr. Shelley Finkel: Or we could get on why you're really here.
- Mary Shannon: I shot a suspect, then went into labor. Next?
- [flashback]
- Mary Shannon: Oh, my God! It's not...
- Mark Stuber: Hey.
- Marshall Mann: I found the suitcase with the baby's stuff.
- Mark Stuber: Thanks, Marshall.
- Mary Shannon: [to Jinx] Oh my God, this sucks! Oh, my God. You did this twice? No wonder you drank.
- Mary Shannon: I'm ready to talk about the shooting. It was horrible. He deserved it, and I'd do it again.
- Dr. Shelley Finkel: But it hurt you to hurt him.
- Mary Shannon: I didn't hurt him. I killed him. I had to. To protect Stan. To protect Marshall. Because that's what I do. I protect people.
- Dr. Shelley Finkel: Which is why you didn't make an adoption plan for Norah.
- Mary Shannon: She was so tiny. So fragile. But most of all, she was mine. I just felt like, feel like... I just realized no one could protect her like I would. Like I can.
- Stan McQueen: [having discovered a security leak] We built this fortress, right? WITSEC. Impenetrable. Safe. You think you can Trojan Horse your way inside these walls, you sneaky son of a bitch?
- A.U.S.A. Tippy Boswell: I'm not saying another word until I have an attorney present.
- Stan McQueen: Hey, you think you're what? Masters of the universe? Pulling every last string and the levers of the law? Hmm? Maybe. But if you think you can come after my people, my friends, pal, you have no idea. You have royally screwed yourself. Inside out, upside down, backwards, sideways. Ways you can't even comprehend. No attorney in the world is getting you out of this jam, Tippy. Regent or not. Get him out of my face.