Jo: I'm truly sorry for what happened to you, Frank.
Frank Waters: By what happened to me you mean when you fired me from the FBI?
Jo: Okay, is that why you asked me to breakfast? Because if you think I regret the decision I made, you're mistaken.

Jo: Mac Taylor, I adore you. I value our friendship more than words can express. And you don't need to feel any obligation to... (sighs) ...share any mushiness. Your smile is adequate enough. I just... I just needed to get that out. We just work so hard, day in and day out, and we never really turn to those around us and tell them how we feel.

Jo: Mac, how do you eat your peanuts?
Mac: Peanuts? Uh... like everybody else, I suppose.
Jo: Well, down south, we like to eat ours boiled, 'cause it makes the shell soft, and we can open them with our teeth.

Jo: Ok, I hope y'all are taking notes. First of all I could not stop thinking about these two pieces of violet flavored gum, because I couldn't wrap my head about how the wound up in Jimmy Fillbrook's mouth, and on Greg Barbera's satchel. So I went back to the schedule from the courier service that Greg worked for, and it turns out that his first pick up of the day was across from a little dinner in Chelsea, right around the corner from the Cragston Hotel.
Mac: Who did he pick up from?
Jo: Jimmy Fillbrook. And guess what the dinner has in a little dish next to the cash register.
Lindsay: Violet gum.
Jo: Bingo. But there was something else that kept bugging me. Because Greg Barbera was a bike messenger, right? So why did he run from Scott Perfitto? Where on earth was his bike? So I went back and looked at the NYPD footage one more time. Look what I spotted at about 100 yards ahead of both of them.
Danny: Guy on a bike.
Jo: Yes, but not just any bike. It matches the exact description supplied to us by the courier service that Greg worked for. And look whats hanging from the handle bars.
Flack: A chain saw. Could've been used to cut down the fallen tree outside of Scott Perfitto's apartment, right?
Mac: Greg probably locked up his bike.
Lindsay: Greg's bike was stolen so he had to run from Perfitto on foot.
Hawkes: Which caused him to fall down the steps.
Jo: and due to Greg's untimely death he wasn't able to deliver this.
Mac: Doug Kramer. That's the name of the building and safety official who was supposed to accept the bribe from Jimmy Fillbrook.
Jo: For fifteen grand.
Flack: But since he didn't get it, he ruled to condemn the Cragston Hotel at the B&S meeting.
Jo: Yes, which we all know drove our supper, Toby Delafont, to our murderous rage.
Danny: He attacked Fillbrook in the park, leaving him for dead.
Lindsay: Right. And then Fillbrook wondered further into the woods, right into the path of Nicholas Bristow's arrow.
Flack: That's the craziest thing I've ever heard but it actually makes sense.
Mac: One crime leads to another.
Hawkes: And another.
Danny: And another.
Lindsay: And another.
Jo: And that, ladies and gentlemen, is known as the Ripple Effect.

Jo: The camera is here to record the...
John Curtis: To make sure I don't falsely claim something happened? I mean, I can understand that. I might leave here and go beat the hell out of myself and then come back and claim police brutality.

Jo: The people I work with are very good at what they do. There'll be no mistakes this time.
John Curtis: I'll make a promise to you. You put that bitch on the stand, your case will fall apart faster than your career did in the FBI.

Jo: This is personal for Mac, Adam. He's not gonna treat anyone with kid gloves.
Adam: Well, it's personal for me, too. More than anybody in this room, I spend the most time with the lab techs. I-I started where they did. They don't want to be treated with kid gloves. They just want to be treated with respect. Look, Jessica, um... she's not just another girl in a white lab coat. Okay? She was a friend.

Jo: Were there ever any physical attacks?
Danny: No. Everything but. I mean, he made death threats. He also broke into their house and left a cake frosted with dog feces on the kitchen counter.
Jo: Delightful.

Jo: What's our motive here, Mac, if it wasn't for insurance money? And if he's really such a great guy, why would he walk away from all that fame and adoration?
Mac: When we find him, remind me to ask.

Jo: Where were you last night?
John Curtis: Where were you last night?
Jo: I don't find this amusing.
John Curtis: It's not meant to be. And I'll tell you why I ask: because I'd like to know what your alibi is for Ali's time of death. The way I see it, you have more motive to kill Ali than I do.

Jo: You know how most gun accidents happen and people end up shooting themselves?
John Curtis: Bang. You got me. You finally got me.
Jo: They always forget the one in the chamber (She shoots him dead)

Jo: You know, the horrors that these young people endure while fighting for their country. Is it any wonder they're unable to cope with daily life?
Mac: We have an epidemic of homeless veterans on our nation's streets. Over 100,000 brave men and women just lost in the shuffle.
Jo: It's shameful.

Jo: You were a free man. Makes me sick to my stomach to think that my integrity and my conviction gave you that second chance. I came here to make you a promise. You will not walk away this time.
John Curtis: I think you're gonna be disappointed, sweetheart.

Joe Green: You know what? I don't care that she used me. I loved her. I guess that makes me a chump, right?
Mac: No. [They shake hands]

Joe Ross: I wasn't in no alley and I didn't torch nobody, man.
Danny: Your DNA was on a cigarette butt that ignited the fire.
Joe Ross: I ain't capable of that kind of violence.
Flack: Robbery. Burglary. Assault. You got a resume for that kind of violence.
Danny: This is a step up for you.