Jo Danville: So all this time we've been looking at food trucks we should have been focusing on fine dining.
Mac Taylor: Let's go see if murder is on the menu.

Jo Danville: So from about 8:00 to 11:00, I'm just supposed to take your word for it that you were in your room? And the only person who can account for your whereabouts earlier that day is your girlfriend [starts writing down]
Billy Travers: What are you doing?
Jo Danville: Math. Because you're not man enough to admit what you did. Now I gotta do Math. I hate Math. Half hour by train to get to your parents' place. 25 minutes to stand outside and build the courage to kill them. Another 40 minutes inside to do the deed and change your clothes. 15 minutes to puke and then find a place to ditch the bloody clothes. Another half hour to travel to your room (she sums up) Five... ten... carry one... two hours and 20 minutes, give or take. Plenty of time for you to commit the murder and get back to your room.

Jo Danville: Sounds like the punch line to a bad joke, professional killer, and ex-con walk into a bar.

Jo Danville: That's a service apron.
Mac Taylor: You know from experience?
Jo Danville: I worked in a burlesque club when I was an undergrad.
Mac Taylor: As a bartender?
Jo Danville: I never said that.

Jo Danville: This place is so creepy. But I guess, funeral home, what else would it be.
Don Flack: How the hell does a funeral home go out of business?
Lindsay Monroe: The owners died four years ago, the left the family business to the only son, Gordon, he closed up shop apparently, but I understand he still lives here.
Sheldon Hawkes: no prints in the dust, no movement in the air.
Jo Danville: Definately doesn't look lived in.
Lindsay Monroe: or died in.

Jo Danville: Torres' death leaves a void at the top of his crew, so I thought I'd look at his replacements might be able to avoid a street war if we can talk to them. So I'm gathering this as I go. Seems, Torres was the face of this crew, but Lisa Brigosa... she's the brains and Rick Devarro is the street muscle. Although, given his penchant for getting arrested, Rick's not too bright.
Mac Taylor: There's one other. Luther Devarro.
Jo Danville: Any relation to Rick?
Mac Taylor: His older brother. Founder of El Pu�o, but more of an advisor at this stage of his career. I helped put him away 15 years ago. He was released last week.
Jo Danville: Gasoline on the fire.
Mac Taylor: It's one thing to be a street guy, another to be smart. But it's dangerous when both those qualities are embodied in one person.

Jo Danville: Well, new memories are usually stored in the hippocampus, and then transferred to the brain's frontal lobes for long-term storage, but when a person's memory experiences traumatic collapse, sometimes you gotta dig from the other side, using memory triggers, potent emotions from the past, to unlock memories in the present.

Jo Danville: What is this place?
Mac Taylor: Transportation Department warehouse.
Don Flack: This is where tired old street signs go to die.

Jo Danville: What's with the car?
Don Flack: The original architect had a thing for big-boy toys and drag racing. Been up here 40 years.
Mac Taylor: I had daydreams of owning one well into my 20s.
Jo Danville: I'm assuming yours didn't come standard with a dead body.
Mac Taylor: That wasn't even an option.

Jo Danville: Why didn't you say something about what happened to you on that roof? You put it in the paperwork, but you didn't tell anyone. Why?
Mac Taylor: I'm still trying to wrap my head around a few things, Jo. I've eluded death on many occasions, but this time it was different. It was staring me right in the eyes.

Jo Danville: You know, you're going old school with that string. You'd be amazed at what computers can do nowadays.
Mac Taylor: It's an old case. Old habits.

Jo Danville: You would make a great father.
Mac Taylor: Jo...

Jo Danville: You're a very pretty woman. You seem like you have a good head on your shoulders. What happened?
Jackie Thompson: You can go now.
Jo Danville: If I had to guess, I bet you had a father who told you you would never amount to anything. And after you heard that about a hundred times you started to believe it.
Jackie Thompson: Get out.
Jo Danville: So you started dating guys who would smack you around.
Jackie Thompson: Get the hell out.

Jo Danville: Your little talk with detective Taylor was really a threat.
Keith DeJong: No! no, no. Look, I jus wanted him to know how-
Lindsay Monroe: How mush of a pompous ass you and your club pals are? Do you think money can get you out of murder?
Keith DeJong: No! Look I don't know anything, I just do what I'm told.
Lindsay Monroe: oh, so you're a pompous lackey ass.

Jules Roday: He didn't do it. He doesn't have it in him to do something like this.
Don Flack: Okay, Jules, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. Everyone has it in them to do something like this. Everyone.
Jules Roday: No. Not Billy.
Don Flack: How long have you been going out?
Jules Roday: Five months.
Don Flack: Five months? I usually like to wait at least six months before I can attest to somebody's lack of homicidal tendencies.
Jules Roday: You're kind of a bitch, you know that?
[Flack smiles]