Favorite The Glades Quotes
Carlos: Plastic curtain suggests she was in the shower.
Jim: And the shower curtain suggests all our evidence has gone down the drain.
Michael: Like you not buying a condo that I'm not going to live in.
Joan: Ok. Fine. Yeah, I won't condo that you're not going to live in.
Michael: Really? Ok, fine. You serve.
Callie: What just happened?
Jim: I think my dad just retired.
Jim: Wrist and ankles were restrained.
Carlos: Yeah, some kind of steel wire.
Jim: So someone restrained this guy killed, wrapped him in plastic and was about to ship him overseas. Turns out he was dying to travel.
Carlos: [rolls his eyes]
Jim: Oh come on, that was a good one.
Carlos: Miami in the 90's. Now that was a scene. South beach went from coked out hookers and heroin junkies to Madonna and Versace.
Jim: I'm sorry, did you say "went from"?
Daniel: The majority of Gallery employees are women in the early twenties, they kind of have their own sub-culture. They even have a nickname - Gallerinas.
Carlos: Gallerinas? Is that a real job?
Daniel: Basically over glorified assistance, minus the glory, sounds familiar.
Jim: [looks at ceiling]
Callie: I messed up with Darius. I should have known he was fishing for drugs and now he's hurt, and he might not ever play again.
Dr. Hardy: Darius Locke is an idiot. He was an idiot long before you gave him that shot. There's no shot for stupid so stop beating yourself up.
Carlos: Wallet, credit cards, cash, it's all in there. Only thing missing is his cell phone.
Jim: And a digit.
Carlos: A defensive wound. Obviously he lost it in the attack. I guess you can say he gave his killer the finger before he died.
Jim: There you go.
Callie: So why did you avoid me over there?
Darius: Honestly, I was embarrassed to see you.
Callie: Darius, I...
Darius: Callie, you tried to do something to help me and I treated you like everyone else.
Tony: It's Ray. He's gone.
Jim: What do you mean he's gone?
Tony: We decided we had to relocate him. His guy and a couple of attorneys went over to explain the terms of the new contract. He completely cleared out. He's gone Detective. We have no idea where he is.
Jim: Oh and don't go riding off into the sunset.
Willa: I'm not going anywhere.
Daniel: Now what?
Jim: Follow him. Let's see where I our cowboy bunked last night. Go on, get along little doggie.
Holly: What the hell do you think you are doing?
Jim: Solving a murder. What do you think you were shooting at a police officer?
Holly: I wasn't shooting at you; I was practicing for the rodeo.
Jim: Oh, well nice shooting Holly. Is that the broadside of a barn you just shot?
