- Executive A.D.A. Jack McCoy: Do you know what a Pyrrhic victory is, Mr Jackson?
- Lonnie Jackson: I'm not really sure.
- Executive A.D.A. Jack McCoy: That's when you win but you really lose. Like this hearing: if I win, I get to say that you're competent, in which case, I get to go into another courtroom and try to prove that you did something I know you did, but at the same time I can't prove.
- Lonnie Jackson: So why don't we just call it a day?
- Executive A.D.A. Jack McCoy: It's what they call going through the motions, it's what I get paid for. So will you bear with me?
- Lonnie Jackson: Sure.
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: No signs of struggle, no drugs, no alcohol.
- Lennie Briscoe: [sarcastic] Gee, Rodgers, I'm really glad you called us,.
- Ed Green: At least tell us he ate something exotic.
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: Does coffee count?
- [holding up a bullet]
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: How's this for exotic?
- Ed Green: That's a bullet. It comes from a gun.
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: Well, not from any gun I've ever seen. Ran it past Ballistics, and it turns out it comes from something called a 7.63 Mauser.
- Lennie Briscoe: Weapon of choice for the Nazis.
- Ed Green: Still doesn't help.
- Lennie Briscoe: Well, it does if Lonnie Jackson is a collector.
- Ed Green: And if we had the slightest clue as to where to look for it.
- Lennie Briscoe: Nice thing about a neighborhood is everybody knows everything about everybody else.
- Lonnie Jackson: [speaking to his son and referring to his new attorney] Take your next ex-wife and get the hell outta here.
- Dr. Elizabeth Olivet: Sure, he's forgetful.
- Executive A.D.A. Jack McCoy: So am I.
- Dr. Elizabeth Olivet: Yeah, but you're not worried about being put away for forgetting your phone number.
- Executive A.D.A. Jack McCoy: I'm sure nobody was gonna do that.
- Dr. Elizabeth Olivet: Yeah, I'm sure you're right. But this is more than just forgetting his phone number or his name. He lost his house of fifty years.
- Executive A.D.A. Jack McCoy: No, it was stolen from him by some computer con artist.
- Dr. Elizabeth Olivet: Yeah, you see it like that. But to Lonnie Jackson, he sees it as a consequence of getting old, and that scares the hell out of him, Jack.
- Executive A.D.A. Jack McCoy: Is he competent enough to help his attorney?
- Dr. Elizabeth Olivet: [snickering] Absolutely. And I'm looking forward to watching Shambala Green try to prove otherwise.
- Lennie Briscoe: There's nothing missing, no sign of a forced entry, and both the front and back doors take keys.
- Ed Green: No witnesses, nobody heard anything. Everybody in the building was at work.
- Lennie Briscoe: See? That's why I don't retire.
- McCoy's Secretary: There's a doctor here - he says he's Mr. Jackson's son.
- Lonnie Jackson: [sternly] Tell him to go to hell.
- Lonnie Jackson: You know how long it took me? Three days. Three days to find him, kill him, and get rid of the gun.
- Forensic Technician: Name's Andrew Hitchens. Took one to the chest. Married with two, boy and girl.
- Lennie Briscoe: The wife around?
- Forensic Technician: She's the one called it in. Looks like a .38, .45 maybe. Whatever, it was up close and personal. Look at the powder burns.
- Lennie Briscoe: How long?
- Forensic Technician: Couple hours, tops.
- Lonnie Jackson: [standing in the docket] I am not incompetent! You're the incompetent ones! Not me!... Not me.
- Arraignment Judge Randall Welch: It's good to see you're still alive, Aaron.
- Aaron Miller: May I say the same for you, sir.
- Arraignment Judge Randall Welch: Tell me, Aaron, what's the best thing about getting old? I forgot.
- Aaron Miller: When you remember, Your Honor, please let me know.
- Arraignment Judge Randall Welch: [referring to defendant] So, what's his story?
- Lonnie Jackson: Not guilty, sir.
- Arraignment Judge Randall Welch: You know, in the past 40 years, your lawyer has yet to represent a guilty man.
- Aaron Miller: Must be the luck of the draw, Your Honor.