I'm not expert on love, or marriage, or toasts, come to think of it. But I have a PhD in Vince Korsack so I know what a good man looks like.

Jane

Vince: Just stay put, Maura.
Maura: No, it's superficial.
Vince: EMTs are on their way. Let's make sure.

Jane: What are we supposed to do, let her go?
Frankie: No. You're supposed to not get yourself killed while we're chasing her!

Frankie: The driver of the trunk was interviewed. He received an electronic dispatch from Ingersoll, Ontario to drive the truck from Canada and leave it where he found it.
Jane: And he didn't think that was strange?
Frankie: Yeah, but he said he's paid for driving not thinking.
Vince: Did he actually say that?
Frankie: Yep.

Jane: If you don't take it easy, I'm going to have you arrested.
Maura: On what charges?
Jane: Failure...to listen to me. Clinical stubbornness. I dunno. I'll think of something.

Jane: Careful is my middle name.
Vince: Don't know your middle name. I wish it was 'careful.'

Someone's after me. They're hurting my friends and my family. It's not what I've done. It's what I'm going to do.

Jane

Vince: You don't want to go in there angry.
Jane: I'm not angry. I'm way past angry.

Jane: Do you always stare at her like that? That's just creepy.
Kent: I could stare at you instead if you like.

Frankie: Jane. When we find Sands... what are you gonna do?
Jane: Whatever's necessary.

Vince: Alice Sands, you're under arrest.
Alice: So it seems.

Jane: Know what I remember about you?
Alice: What?
Jane: Nothing.