Oh, thank goodness. Frankie brought us some Mad Dog 20/20 to go with our yams.

Maura: I don't like confrontations.
Jane: That's why you're the good cop.
Maura: Oh, right and you're the beat your face in cop.

Now you've got a conscience after you've slept with half my family?

Have you noticed the Cruella d'Ville streak in her hair?

Frost: Me and Frankie are holding steady with the grudge.
Jane: That's productivie.

Jane: What if it's dad's?
Frankie: He tore up his parent card when he slept with someone younger than us.

Serial killers get away with it because they appear so normal.

Jane: Do you ever worry that you'll sound pretentious?
Maura: No.

Maura: It is so clean in here you could eat off the tables.
Jane: Let's not.

I'll guess that wasn't sugar that double tall was pouring into five pump minty's FroCap.

Stanley: Arrest me.
Jane: What's the charge? Felony or misdemeanor assholishness?

I'm going to kill her. That should fulfill the physical activity time for today.