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Detective Mac Taylor: Are you bathophobic?
Detective Danny Messer: I'm not anything-phobic. There are just a few things that shake me up. 700 feet of granite between me and daylight is one of them.

Detective Mac Taylor: No clothes, no shoes, no handbag, just lace.
Detective Stella Bonasera: If this is the new look for spring, you can count me out.
[Stella is speaking in Greek]

Detective Mac Taylor: You should hear Aiden talk about this hip-hop world. Close your eyes, she sounds like Queen Latifah.
Dr. Sheldon Hawkes: What do you know about Queen Latifah?

Detective Mac Taylor: [Danny and Mac are following the coroners to the elevator and see the DA waiting for them on it] [clears his throat] Personal visit from the DA's office?
Detective Danny Messer: What happened? You got lost on your way to a press conference? Or are you just checking up on us?

Detective Stella Bonasera: I ran into mine a month ago. I swear, if I were Chief of Police, he'd still call me 'Toots'.

Detective Stella Bonasera: I'm driving.
Detective Don Flack: No! Please let me drive?
Detective Stella Bonasera: No.
Detective Don Flack: Do you at least got a cracker or a piece of candy in the glove box?
Detective Stella Bonasera: Why?
Detective Don Flack: Because, when you drive, we don't eat!

Detective Stella Bonasera: Pou eisai esi vre file? Skeftesei kat kai ksero pou thelis na me to pis.
Detective Mac Taylor: And in English?
Detective Stella Bonasera: What the hell's buggin' ya Mac?
Detective Mac Taylor: Sounds so much better in Greek.
Detective Stella Bonasera: [Smiles] Yeah, most things do.

Detective Stella Bonasera: Until now I never really believed people were double-jointed.
Detective Mac Taylor: They're not. There's no such thing as double-jointed. It's just people with very loose tendons and muscles.

Diane the lawyer: My client has nothing to say.
Stella: That's okay. I'm in a chatty mood. [Behind her, Flack smirks]

Don Flack: Deodorizers? That guy smelled like ass!

Don Flack: Last time I checked, the murder weapon we confiscated didn't have cute little legs, walking around from toolbox to toolbox.

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes: [hands Stella a spleen from a victim] Oh, I've got something else.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Don't make me hold something again!
[examining the woman who was hit by a car]

Flack: [to Willey Chancey] Your last call was 18 minutes long. What? Was she giving you phone sex?
Chancey: Yeah. You want the number?

Flack: Both the super and the downstairs neighbor say they haven't seen her in over a week.
Danny: Yeah, well that don't mean anything. I've lived in my apartment over three years now. My neighbors don't recognize me.
Flack: Better hope you don't go missing, pal.

Flack: Don't hang yourself, Danny.
Danny: You want to know what this feels like? It feels like I'm already being hung.