My father is nothing if not customary.

My Dad's too proud to sit around and wait for the ax to fall.

Erin: This is like a movie set.
Jackie: Like Gidget goes to hell.

Still, when I saw you walk into that bank like John Wayne, I wanted to choke you.

Frank: She had a very convincing closing argument.
Erin: It must run in the family.

I hear it's just like riding a unicycle.

I don't think I'm quite ready to cross over to the dark side.

Since he was found in possession of four kilos of heroin and enough cocaine to levitate Manhattan, I think a guilty plea will settle things nicely.

Jacob: I am innocent.
Erin: I am an assistant district attorney for the city of New York. Do you know how many times a day I hear those three words.

Erin: I guess I owe you an apology.
Frank: Or at least a good bottle of Scotch.

I'm not a big believer in coincidence.

If Mom were still alive she'd tell you that was beyond your skill set.