Korsak: I know he's in my thoughts, he's in my heart and some people would say he's in this room but detective Barry Frost isn't sitting here.
Jane: It's just a chair.

Because if Alan snuck up on this woman with a knife and she caught him, she'd kick his ass.

Jane: I just don't want you to…
Maura: I know, screw up a relationship with the first guy I like who doesn't want to kill me.
Jane: Yes.

You'll figure out that book before you figure out my mother.

She seems alright. Helpful. Least likely to leave Cheetos crumbs on the keyboard.

Remember when I spilled motor oil on my Communion dress. When you were done with it it looked like new.

What am I supposed to do all day, lay here and dream about a world without salad.

Angela: You could always take care of yourself, Jane. Go ahead, go knock 'em dead.
Jane: I'm a homicide detective, Ma. They're already dead.

Raising my mother's a lot harder than I thought.

I bet a fancy investment firm has air conditioning.

Jane: What, our killer's a zombie?
Korsak: Could be fun. Probably wouldn't have to morandise him or anything.

Men in kimonos make me nervous.