Frank: What happened to your war on cholesterol?
Henry: Let's just say it's a tactical retreat.

Frank: I think you're stuck with the role of bad cop.
Erin: Which is ironic since I'm the only one in the family who isn't.

Everyone knows where they were when the towers went down.

Your Grandpa Henry ever tell you his theory about the Riley side of the family being emotionally constipated?

Henry: You couldn't inherent your mother's cooking right, you had to get that elephant memory of hers.
Frank: Yeah, but I got your sunny disposition.

We will stop at nothing to hunt you down and bring you to justice.

It's like Mayday in Moscow out there.

Frank: Be careful. If he's anything like his old man...
Danny: If I'm anything like my old man, he's the one that better be careful.

Just keep your head and work your case.

Ray: Drink, Commissioner?
Frank: Love one Ray but if I did I'd have to read about being a candidate for Betty Ford in your next column, so no.

Mayor: I can't speak for you.
Frank: Recent history suggests otherwise.

Erin: If anyone's going to punch my ex out it's going to be me.
Frank: I wouldn't mind being there to see that.