Detective Lindsay Monroe: Wouldn't you rather walk down the aisle than be pushed?

Detective Lindsay Monroe: [catching her] Stella! Aren't you the uh... the official safety officer at the lab?
Detective Stella Bonasera: Yes, that is my proud unpaid position. Why?
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Well I've got this umm... friend, she works upon a forensics lab in New Jersey, and... she's pregnant.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Oh, good for her.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Yeah, except she is nervous because you know all the chemicals and the processes that we do you know that could really harm the development of the baby, right?
Detective Stella Bonasera: That's true. But there is also so many different safety protocals in place. Goggles, face shields, fume hoods. I mean, not to meantion all the training and retraining we have to go through. I'm sure she'll be fine.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: [nodding] Seem's like she's in a little over her head.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Well, she's is not alone, right? I mean, the baby has a father?
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Yeah, yeah and he is great. It's just... you know I don't really know how ready he was for any of this so... well it's complicated.
Detective Stella Bonasera: And beautiful. Listen Lindsay, umm... I'm sure if your friends' coworkers are anything like yours, they'll understand the situation and work with her, even be happy for her. It's gonna be okay.
Detective Lindsay Monroe: Thanks.
Detective Stella Bonasera: You are welcome. Hey, umm... tell your friend congratulations.

Detective Lindsay Monroe: [fed up] Come on! You gotta be kidding me! [putting her head in her hands as Messer and Flack enter] Whose stupid idea was this?
Detective Danny Messer: Yours!

Detective Mac Taylor: I should've known you'd orchestrate something like this.
Detective Stella Bonasera: It's only temporary. Everybody giving up a week of paid vacation for Adam buys him a little time.
Detective Mac Taylor: Department doesn't just transfer vacation days. How'd you do it?
Detective Stella Bonasera: I've a friend at the Union who has a friend in the City Council who has a friend who has a friend.
Detective Mac Taylor: Well you're a good friend, Stella Bonasera. And don't you forget that. So what about Buenos Aires?
Detective Stella Bonasera: Would have been a good trip.

Detective Mac Taylor: I sense a demonstration coming.

Detective Mac Taylor: What about the waste tank? The weapon could have been flushed.
Adam Ross: Uh... oh, you want me to process the toilets?
Detective Mac Taylor: You asked for more field work, Adam. [Pats Adam on the shoulder] Get to it.
Adam Ross: Uh... oh... I hate poop.

Detective Stella Bonasera: Hey.
Adam Ross: Hey.
Detective Stella Bonasera: What are you still doing here?
Adam Ross: Oh, some friends of mine stood me up for pizza so just down on top of things, ya know.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Mind if I join you?
Adam Ross: Oh, no, no, please.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Okay, so what do we got? That doesn't look like work.
Adam Ross: It really isn't. I was just curious. You know there are three Sheldon Hawkes in New York state and there are ten Danny Messers.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Ten?
Adam Ross: Yeah.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Don't tell Danny that.
Adam Ross: There's also another six Adam Rosses and there's eighteen in New York state. I was just sitting here wondering, you know, what do they look like or what kind of lives do they live, you know?
Detective Stella Bonasera: Alright, what about me?
Adam Ross: Uh, Stella Bonasera. There's only one.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Trust me, that's enough. Let's try Sid. [Searches] It's a ninety-year-old woman.
Adam Ross: [laughs] I think he was named after his mother.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Alright, Don Flack.
Adam Ross: Don Flack.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Oh, six.
Adam Ross: Wow, six Don Flacks.
Detective Stella Bonasera: Six.
Adam Ross: I like that name. Don Flack. [Deep voice] Detective Don Flack.

Detective Stella Bonasera: So if Mikey and all of his friends are accounted for, what was in the box?

Detective Stella Bonasera: You remember yesterday when you asked me if I wanted to break some rules? I do now.
Detective Danny Messer: You want to break some rules?

Detective Stella Bonasera: [about the weirdness of the crime] Is it me or is there something really strange about this crime scene?

Detective Stella Bonasera: [walking into his office] Mac, where the hell did you go last night? I called you repeatedly, looked all over the street. You just vanished.
Detective Mac Taylor: I was with the FBI... They picked me up in a car and questioned me for over an hour about the Ann Steele case.
Detective Stella Bonasera: The fixer with the flash drive.
Detective Mac Taylor: I was the last one who handled it. They accused me of stealing it.
Detective Stella Bonasera: What?

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes: [Enters Mac's office] Hey, Mac.
Detective Mac Taylor: Hold on. Don't tell me. Trip to San Francisco in January?
Dr. Sheldon Hawkes: Yeah. Turns out San Francisco is closed in January. Strangest thing.
Detective Mac Taylor: [Smiling] Get out of here. Go home.
[Hawkes leaves and Stella enters]

Dr. Sheldon Hawkes: [to Sid as he heats up an organ] You workin' up an apetite?
Dr. Sid Hammerback: Hmm? No. You know there's a strict no eat policy in the lab.
Dr. Sheldon Hawkes: Never stopped me from sneakin' in the occasional bag of popcorn.

Dunbrook: I would like Taylor removed from the case.
Sinclair: Mr. Dunbrook, I guarantee you there's no vendetta here.
Dunbrook: Well, he's digging into my bank accounts, my personal investments. I mean, hell. I mean he's treating me like I'm a suspect.
Sinclair: If that were the case, we'd all be having this conversation downstairs in interrogation.

Dunbrook: People believe what they read, Taylor. And after I'm done with you, you know what they're gonna know about you? They're gonna know what you really are. A lab rat with a little chip on his shoulder. Trust me, you are not equipped to win this war.
Mac: The Mayor can't save your son. Neither can your money. At least you got what you wanted. Tomorrow's headline.