Brenda: You see Mrs. Myers, last night there was a terrible accident around the time the car went missing. A 19 year old girl went missing.
Mrs. Myers: Oh my God.
Brenda: We have several witnesses describing a Mercedes exactly like yours.

I think I'm ok, I'm good. I don't feel anything at all. Just help me up.

Gracey

Flynn: Um...if you don't mind me buttin in, my sister had thyroid cancer.
Brenda: Oh, I'm so sorry. Wait a minute...how did you find out?
Flynn: Oh, your father. When they were handing out the gifts...Merry Christmas, I've got cancer! I guess there's no easy way to say it.

Claudia: You'd really send me to prison?
Brenda: Yeah, probably.

I cannot believe that you would use my father's cancer to manipulate me into giving up this interview. It's awful. Shameful. Shameful!

Brenda

Hey Morris, I have a little tip on following someone. Where they go, you go.

Provenza

Pope: You know, it might me a lot easier on your parents than you think.
Brenda: Why do you say that?
Pope: Because they're here right now, and they're giving out gifts.

No, it's my father. He's really sick. He's really sick. He just told me last night.

Brenda

You know, as chief of police, I can take her places no one else can.

Pope
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