Angell: We're going to have to confiscate every piece of baleen that you're selling in the store.
Leila Vara: Look, you can take everything that you want, but you're gonna have to take my word along with it. I was angry at a lot of people over what happened to my family's property, but I believe deeply in karma, and somehow, I think that man did, too.

Annie Cartland: I got what the system couldn't. Justice.
Mac Taylor: What you got was retribution.
Annie Cartland: Aren't they the same thing?
Mac Taylor: Not even close.

Asad, the personal bodyguard: I told her I couldn't have sex with her....personal reasons.
Danny Messer: So tell us how the rest of the night went,...player.

Aubrey: (signing some medical charts) I swear, sometimes it takes me half an hour just to get out the door.
Mac: I know that feeling.

Aubrey: You know, all my time in Afghanistan, and I will never get used to a child being in one of those beds.
Stella: It's the worst part of our job.
Mac: The day we get used to it is the day we should walk out the door.

Bill Hunt: Not a day went by that I didn't think of turning myself in.
Mac Taylor: But you didn't
Bill Hunt: It wouldn't have made a difference.
Mac Taylor: It would have to me.

Billy Travers [after his mother identifies him as the one who beat her and killed her husband]: I don't understand. Why would she do this to me?
Jo Danville: Do this to you? Maybe because you beat her within an inch of her life.
Billy Travers: I wasn't even at the house. I haven't been home in over a month.

Bobby Martin: It's a tragedy to all of us, Mrs Chandler, but the market goes on, by sunrise we'll be open for business and I'd be honored to make you a killing.
Stella: And I'd be honored to bust you for a killing.

Brett Dunbar: I don't believe it. You've got a man on the inside.
Stella Bonasera: Mac Taylor. It was one of the gunman's demands. Mac went in through the back door so the press wouldn't see, and in exchange he was able to negotiate the release of one of the hostages.
Brett: And you're worried about him.
Stella: I'm worried sick. Look, Brett, I need your help. No one knows weapons like you do.
Brett: So you've got a victim with one entry wound but with two bullet wounds inside of him.
Stella: Yeah. Basically I'm looking for the impossible.
Brett: A murder weapon that kind fire two rounds near instantaneously without any recoil.
Stella: Don't tease me.
Brett Dunbar: Follow me. (leads her into an arms room and hands her a weapon)
Stella: (fires two shots)
Brett Dunbar: It's called the Kriss Super V, .45 caliber. Every time you fire, the recoil energy produced is vectored downward into a spring-loaded receiver instead of backward into the shooter's body.
Stella: Takes the kick right out of kickback.
Brett Dunbar: Hmm. End result? Highly accurate shot each time this bad boy's fired.
Stella: So how did our gunman get his hands on this kind of cutting-edge technology?

Brooke Hallworth: I just can't believe it was Nick under that mask. He was our friend. He came to visit me in the hospital.
Stella: He was going to go to the police to confess, but before he did, he wanted to see you to try to explain, to apologize as best he could. But when he walked into your hospital room,...
Brooke Hallworth: He realized I didn't remember anything.
Stella: He thought the whole thing would just go away.
Brooke Hallworth: (sighs) Jesse didn't need to do any of this. I loved him for who he was. God... he could make me smile.

Bryce Aldicott/Mad Hatter: Look, it's all kept under the radar. Invites are small. We each get a book with text numbers. Tell us when and where we're supposed to be. And the party begins. And Foxy, man, makes the game real. Turns Manhattan into Neverland.
Danny Messer: Except nobody dies in Neverland

Bryce Aldicott/Mad Hatter: This party is invitation only.
Danny Messer: (holding up his police badge) I left mine at home.

Cabbie Killer: The newly dead who have coins to pay for the ride must be taken across the river or they'll wander the banks for a hundred years.
Reed: (nervous) Okay. Do you want me to, do you want me to write that? Is that what you want me to say?
Cabbie Killer: No! Don't you see? They think I'm insane. They call me the Cabbie Killer. Use your words. Let them see me deliver the message, to the doomed. Make them understand.
Reed: You gonna kill me?
Cabbie Killer: Only those who have the golden branch can cross the river while still alive and return to this world. Type! Now

Camille Jordanson: I'm throwing a party and was wondering if you wanted to come by.
Sheldon Hawkes: Babe, didn't we almost just die?
Camille Jordanson: Why do you think I'm throwing a party?

Captain Flood: A corps of well-trained Marines will kick the crap out of anyone else in the world.