Danny Messer: Inhaling your alcohol... I think I saw this in an episode of The Jetsons.
Don Flack: I'm not a doctor, but that can't be good for you.
Danny Messer: The vapor or the girl?
Don Flack: Yeah...

Danny Messer: Know what I'm thinking? I want you to go into the bathroom, take these two bricks of cocaine and I want you to strap them to your body. All right? Then I'm going to meet you downstairs, okay? I'm gonna get it home, I'm gonna cut it and I'm gonna package it. And I'm going to become... (Imitating Al Pacino) ...Danny Montana. I'm a political prisoner from Staten Island.
Lindsay Monroe: So you have no problem using me as a drug mule?
Danny Messer: No. If you want to be involved, you're going to have to take on some of the risk.
Lindsay Monroe: Well, it sounds like I'm taking on all of the risk. The only thing you risk is being mocked for doing a bad Pacino impression.

Danny Messer: Ravarra come through the 116 last night around 2:00 A.M. Same time and precinct as Billy Travers.
Jo Danville: So Flack's going at Billy in the interrogation room and Manny's sitting in the bullpen being processed? Rookie cops.

Danny Messer: Rooftop is clean. If there was ever trace up here, Mother Nature did not want us to find it.
Lindsay Monroe: What about the stairwell?
Danny Messer: It's my next stop.
Lindsay Monroe: You want help?
Danny Messer: Uh, well, with 738 stairs, I think I'm good.

Danny Messer: Six years on the job, Jimmy... how you end up working for this bastard Carson?
James Belson: Oh, come on, man, he doubled my salary. Wasn't like I had a lot of options. Hey, you know, if you're interested, now that you're a family man, maybe I could line something up for you.
Danny Messer: I don't plan on retiring any time soon.
James Belson: Well, neither was I, if you remember.

Danny Messer: So you're not a fan of being the wife of a very powerful and, and, and very handsome, of I do say so myself, drug lord. I anticipated that, because I know a little bit about you so I have a plan B for making some extra dough.
Lindsay Monroe: Well, does it involve you dressing in drag and turning tricks? Because that I'm totally okay with.

Danny Messer: What about that feast that we brought you in bed?
Lindsay Monroe That was Mother's Day...two years ago.
Danny Messer: Two? Really?...Whoa, I'll get you something tasty when we're done [Crime scene]
Lindsay Monroe: I want a bowl of grits, two eggs over medium, sausage and wheat toast with a lot of butter from that soul food place in Bleaker. And, I want a double cheese burger with large fries, and a cream super float from that place in Madison Square park.
Danny Messer: [Snorts, starts walking away] That's it... [Stops, looks back questioningly]
Lindsay Monroe: I'm not pregnant. I'm just hungry.

Danny Messer: Yo Mac.
Mac Taylor: Let me guess, she gave you a full confession, our job is done.
Don Flack: Wouldn't that be nice. No, she still won't say a word.
Danny Messer: But, something I found at the crime scene is speaking volumes. Piece of glass from one of those window lamps, actually had human flesh burnt into its surface. Had a hit in Codis to a Pascal Denton. Now, he is the StoneFields window display designer.
Don Flack: Turns out, before he was a designer, he was a regular at Rikers. Did six months for assaulting a police officer.
Mac Taylor: Any connection to the victim?
Danny Messer: Well we found his prints on a rode iron branch used as the murder weapon, and on top of that Groseman fired him a week ago.
Mac Taylor: gives him motive. Still doesn't explain how Elena fits in.
Don Flack: No, but this will. She and Pascal got engaged six months ago.
Mac Taylor: so all this time we thought she was there alone with Groseman, maybe her fiance was there too.

Danny Messer: You're liking the voice mail caller for both Craig's murder and Jeremy's disappearance?
Mac Taylor: At this point, yes.
Sheldon Hawkes: That doesn't bode well for Jeremy.
Mac Taylor: Well, being kidnapped by a psychopath seldom does.

Don Flack [about Michael]: Maybe he decided to do us all a favour and took himself out.
Danny Messer: It's hard to tell in this place but I am seeing indications of a struggle. And if he took himself out, where's the gun?
Don Flack: Could be under his body.
Danny Messer: (checks) No. No gun here.
Don Flack: Well, I'm no expert but I've seen enough guns in my time to know that they don't just grow legs and walk away.
Danny Messer: No, he didn't commit suicide. Michael Reynolds was murdered. What a life. He gets kidnapped, kept for three years, escapes... only to be murdered 12 years later.

Don Flack :[about Paul Benson] I don't get it. This guy was the senior class president, captain of the soccer team, Dean's list. This kid had everything going for him back in 2002. He was the guy you love to hate in every John Hughes film.
Danny Messer: He was even dating the prom queen, Sarah Dufresne.
Don Flack: Apparently dating her wasn't enough (reads from Benson's file) "I told him I wanted to wait, that if he loved me, he would respect that I wanted to wait. He grabbed my arms and pinned me down." One minute he's Harvard bound, next he's Rikers bound.

Don Flack: ( Sees half naked woman in the body painting studio.)Are you free for something tonight?
Jo Danville:( Pulls Flack out from the room.) Flack, go!

Don Flack: (about Panthro Torres) Guy wakes up a big shot, ends up a shish kabob.
Mac Taylor: A lot can change in one day.

Don Flack: (sitting in the sidewalk) I can just picture Manny Ravarra, sitting the cafeteria with a stupid grin on his face, eating a bologna sandwich, gloating to the other inmates how two mope detectives are knee-deep in crap for absolutely no reason.
Danny Messer: (coming out of the sewer) Actually, I only see one mope detective down here. You want to join me?
Don Flack: I don't do sewers. It's like he said... he's doing life, he's got nothing to lose, so why not jerk us around?

Don Flack: [Interrogating Clown suspect] You squirt me with that thing, I will shoot you, right here in front of everybody, understand me?