Ronald Eaton: You look me in the eye and you tell me this system is just. This system is equal.
Robinette: At times the system stinks, Eaton. I know that as well as you do. But don't for one damn minute tell me that your self-aggrandizing polarization is going to solve the problem. Don't tell me that tearing down a 200-year old justice system, no matter how flawed, is going to alter the consciousness of a society. Now, we're past the separate drinking-fountain stage. We're past legal discrimination. We're at the hearts and minds stage. And believe me, there's no quick fix.

Sasha Osinski: [on the witness stand] Some of my money in bank, yeah.
Stone: Some? Now, the bank records show that there was, last month, $6,011,301.26.
Sasha Osinski: If you say so.
Stone: And the month before that, $9,615.
Sasha Osinski: Sounds right.
Stone: A six million dollar difference, uh��good month at the discount store, sir?

Schiff: No excuses, you screwed up!
Stone: I thought-
Schiff: -Brains didn't enter into it!

Schiff: Quick, lock the door; someone might walk in with a case we could win.
Stone: Come on, Adam, the jury didn't buy it. Cross-racial identification, it's bogus.
Schiff: I wouldn't count your chickens; your omelette just hit the fan.

Shambala Green: [To Stone] Murder two? You couldn't convict her of bad manners.

Shambala Greene: I'm going for temporary insanity.
Stone: Yours or your client's?

Special Agent Axelrod: What's the matter with you guys in the D.A.'s office? Got no peripheral vision? Can't you see the big picture?
Robinette: We're just not blinded by it.

Stone: Okay, so it's not a walk in the park.
Schiff: Yes, it is. You're going to get mugged.

Stone: 'Big Frankie', ha, ��Dandy Don.'
D.A. Adam Schiff: You too can have monogrammed socks.

Stone: Call Cragen and tell him to pick up Masucci.
Robinette: For what?
Stone: I don't give a damn. For spitting on the sidewalk.

Stone: Do you have any other personal views on this subject you'd like to air before we walk into court and Ms. Shambala Green hands us our asses on a platter?

Stone: Either she's evil, or she's two years old. She wants what she wants when she wants it.

Stone: Henry Rothman killed himself an hour ago. Couldn't face the thought of prison, I guess.
Elizabeth Hendrick: Did anyone take a picture?

Stone: I didn't hear you knock.
Shambala Green: That's because I didn't. If I'd have knocked, you would have heard me.

Stone: I don't mind when you want to make new law, Norman, but next time I wish you'd choose a more deserving client.
Prof. Norman Rothenberg: We can't always choose them, Ben.
Stone: So it doesn't concern you that justice won't be done?
Prof. Norman Rothenberg: My only concern is the law. I'll leave justice to a more majestic authority.