Ray: You OK with this, Loot?
Gene: Give him what he needs.
Ray: All right, I'll get the damn bus. I'll get the damn plane ... just in time to fly his cold corpse right to the morgue.
Gene: My thoughts exactly.

You know something, Tyler? You're not so special. We all go crazy at some point. Happens to every cop who gives a crap about what he does. That's why we're alcoholics. That's why our women leave us. We're broken toys. What makes us different from those folks in the psych ward ... We keep each other sane. That's what it's about. Any decent precinct house ... We keep each other sane.

And this is my kingdom. Huntlandia. Home of the blueberry crepe. Where little girls are off-limits.

Sam: You see? Reeves' murder is looking more and more like a hate crime.
Gene: What? As opposed to an "I really, really like you" crime?

Gene: (after Trent begins to drown) All right. Get him out, Chris.
Chris: Well, I can't swim.
Gene: Ray?
Ray: I took some lessons when I was a kid... they didn't stick.

Nice going, Mark Spitz.

If I'd wanted to be this bored, I'd go to Mass with the missus and her miserable mother.

Life on Mars Quotes

If I'd wanted to be this bored, I'd go to Mass with the missus and her miserable mother.

Gene

I have an ass that can fart every Peter, Paul & Mary song ever recorded.

Ray Carling