Maura: Males seek mates capable of nursing offspring. Abundant breasts do suggest...
Jane: You know what his abundant belly suggest? Snowball's chance in hell.

Maura: It must be nice to follow in your father's footsteps.
Jane: No, then I'd be a plumber and you'd be a mob boss.

Quiet the chatter in the monkey mind.

Where would Luke Skywalker be without Yoda?

Jane: I hate it when you correct me.
Maura: I hate it when you forget about Mr. Adverb.

Why can't we dress like call girls? They look so cute.

Eighteenth century beer sucks.

Maura: What is she doing here?
Jane: She came to get your kidney.

Maura: You okay?
Jane: What, because I saw my own personal boogie man today? No.

May I have one of your hairs with the root ball attached, please?

There's a potential biological hazard in the baptismal font.

I have processed hundreds of suspects but I never truly understood how humiliating this is.