Sykes: How did you end up on the night shift, Lieutenant?
Provenza: Well, Tao had his Hollywood job and Sanchez likes to tuck the kid in at night. Little Mark.
Sykes: Think this'll work?
Provenza: Oh yeah. She'll come out in the morning, see her car is vandalized, bring it to her mechanic. We find the other car and presto-chango, Sharon Raydor is the new assistant chief. Okay. Mark this day, people. This could be the end of an era. My last stakeout pizza ever.

Mrs. Harris: You can call it murder if you like. I call it justice, and I think a jury will agree with mme.
Sharon: Well, we will certainly help you test that theory.
Julio: You're under arrest for the murder of Will Sachs.
Mrs. Harris: There is no such person.

Provenza: Only once in my career did I jump over a hill while pursuing a suspect. During the riots.
Sykes: Did you catch who you were looking for?
Provenza: No. I lost control of my car and crashed into a Blockbuster. It'll never happen again. There are no more Blockbusters.

Provenza: Sanchez, you're pointing to a window with no forced entry. Patrol already told us this.
Sanchez: Patrol rushed. I didn't. Now in this neighborhood you don't let in just anybody. His locks were good. But his windows were cheap.

Raydor: What was her name?
Provenza: Hailey Williams. She got up this morning like we all did, went to work, and suddenly... boom.

Tao: I thought something was strange about that radio. But I didn't look inside.
Buzz: That bomb could have gone off while you were examining it.
Raydor: Thank God it didn't.
Tao: Because I asked Hailey to process the radio right away. I ordered her to pick up a bomb.

ME: To whom am I sending my prelim?
Raydor: To me, please.
Davis: And to me.

Rusty: I'm no good to Andrea if I'm confused.
Gus: You're never confused. You do everything, like, so perfect, it's annoying. Stop panicking.

Gus: I'll take an Uber. He'll drop me off at the front door, no problem.
Rusty: Gus, please. Can you just wait?
Gus: That's the whole story of our relationship. Me waiting on you.

Nolan: Besides, if you call the Feds in, you'll miss the chance to swoop in and take all the credit.
Davis: Excuse me?
Nolan: I think you heard me.
Davis: I don't care about credit. Captain, if you treat this like one of your typical homicides and another LA police officer is killed, believe me credit will be assigned for that too. [exits]
Provenza: Boyo... I'm not sure that was your best career-making move, but it sure was fun.

Lewis: And on that note, I'm shutting up for a minute.
Provenza: You don't want to do that, my friend. We can get you things. Things you want.
Lewis: And that's why I'm not telling you anything else. I have a lot more to say about Christian, but I'm not saying another word until I get something in exchange. And so you know, I have another six years on my sentence, and I don't really feel like doing them.

Sharon: Do you know anyplace your ex-husband might have gone?
Lisbeth: I don't know. Most of our marriage, he was overseas.
Sister: Wait, you say Christian killed these people. Isn't it your job to know where he is? It's not Lisette's job to find him. It's yours.
Andy: That's what we're trying to do.

Major Crimes Quotes

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Provenza

Provenza: Oh this is a crappy way to make a living. Working with the worst the world has to offer without being in charge.
Flynn: You weren't in charge for eight years.
Provenza: Yeah, but now I'm mad about it.