I am a homicide detective. I don't understand the appeal of pretending to be dead.

Janie

Vince: Maybe he's really a zombie.
Jane: Then we have no case, because you can't kill someone who's already dead.

Jane: You told me you were feeling better, that you don't have any more symptoms.
Maura: Yeah, but that could change at any moment and there's nothing I can do about it and I don't excel at doing nothing.

Nina: This stool taken?
Frankie: Why? You wanna throw it at me?

Look. Maybe it works and maybe it doesn't, but if you don't take a risk, how are you ever gonna know?

Angela

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

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

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

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

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

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

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