Angela (holding bagel in front of Jane's nose): Still warm.
Jane: I hate you.
Angela: Put it in your pocket.

Jane: Fruit homicide.
Kent: Fruiticide.

Jane: If you want, I can give your doctor a breathalyzer.
Maura: That's not necessary.
Jane: That's good, because I don't think it's legal.

Jane: What's going on between Frankie and Nina?
Angela: Frankie and Nina?

It's a long way from being mad at your mother to killing her. I should know.

Jane

Vince: In the world of coincidences, that one's a doozy.
Jane: which means it's probably not a coincidence at all.

Maura's mom: Why is this so difficult?
Maura: Because we don't really know each other. And you have a daughter and I have a mother.
Maura's mom: Square peg, round hole.

You don't really want to know about our relationship. You just want to hear me say that I... murdered her. So why don't you have the guts to ask me to my face, Detective?

Robert

Claire: You're not supposed to talk to me.
Jane: Well, technically, you came over here to talk to me.

Claire: I don't have anyone now.
Jane: You have me. I'm not going anywhere.

What is a patient doing in here? And where the hell is here?

Jane

You are looking for a ghost.

Woman