Lionel Jackson: [testifying against a racist killer] I remember the voice of the first white man who told me not to come in his store. I remember the voice of the doctor who told me I had a healthy son. And I remember the voice of the man who took out a gun and shot me.

Logan: I've been eager myself. It's not a crime.

Logan: My mother used to beat me with one hand and hold a rosary with the other. The next time I enter a church, it'll be in a pine box carried by six of my friends.

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.

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.

A defence lawyer is attempting to discredit the Prosecution's Korean-American eyewitness with expert testimony that Cross-Racial Identification is unreliable.
Judge: You have an expert witness?
Lawyer: I do, judge: a psychologist.
Stone: Why didn't we hear about this in pre-trial motions?
Lawyer: Gee, Ben, I'm sorry. I was a little late with my legal research.
Stone: You knew about this weeks ago; you warned me that this witness would be a problem.
Lawyer: [Hurried] I don't recall that.
Judge: Off the record, please. [His scribe stops typing] I can't prove this, Tom, but I think you're lying.
Lawyer: Your honor, I don't think --
Judge: Don't play dumb with me. You didn't want Ben to know where you were going. I'll let you have your witness, but one of these days, you're gonna get caught, you'll get disbarred, and I'll be there to applaud.

[after he kills the man who molested his son]
Sid Fisher: Somebody shot an animal. Call a vet.

[an elderly witness has called the police department]
Van Buren: Any one of you have a girlfriend in a nursing home?
Logan: That would be Lennie.

[Briscoe and Logan arrest a rock star]
Manager: We'll sue you for false arrest. We're going to get our lawyers.
Briscoe: Oh, lawyers. I'm so scared. You hear that, Mike?
Logan: Oh, I'm shaking in my blue suede shoes.