Jack: If I win, you have to come away with me for a romantic weekend. Erin: You're asking me to prostitute myself for a good cause. Jack: Basically. Erin: Fine. And if I win, you have to come to family dinner. Jack: That's the difference between us. I want to share love and you want to inflict pain.
Frank: I guess I don't have to ask how you're doing. Baker: Is this the part where I say you should see the other guy? My hands were full of my grandma's groceries. I couldn't get to my gun fast enough. Frank: We'll get the son-of-a-bitch who did this. Baker: I'll be in tomorrow morning. Garrett: You have to rest. Baker: The worst thing you can do is treat me with kids' gloves.