LA's Finest
Mondays 8:00 PM on FOXLA's Finest Season 1 Quotes
Patrick: It’s weird right?
McKenna: She’s a typical teenager. She does it for attention. It’ll cost us like $300.
Patrick: What, in therapy?
McKenna: Yeah, retail therapy – bags, shoes, jewelry.
McKenna: Syd, I need you to be straight with me. Did you burn down Club Cirque?
Syd: Yeah, I did.
McKenna: Shit. I wasn’t expecting that.
Joseph: Have you really thought about what you’re doing? I mean, how does it end, Syd? Want to get yourself killed?
Syd: So now you’re worried about me, hmm? Cute.
Joseph: You’re my daughter. Let me help you.
Syd: I already have a partner.
Joseph: Keeping running. Don’t force her to choose your partnership over your badge.
Syd: Wow, look at you giving advice on partnerships.
Syd: You know you could get yourself killed sneaking up on people like that?
McKenna: Says the lady with the gun standing over a dead body in a tub.
Syd: What are you doing here?
McKenna: Following you. Why are you here?
Syd: Looking for him.
McKenna: Looks like someone got to him before you did.
Joseph: I’m waiting for my daughter, Syd Syd.
Baines: Det. Baines. I didn’t know Syd had a father. I mean, you have to have a father. You know, sperm and the egg and the XY thing. It’s just that she never really talk about personal stuff.
Baines: Not exactly the plan I drew up, Syd.
Syd: I don’t like to wait.
Syd: Did you know about 20 years ago, Ray Sherman’s little brother Dante, he got shot trying to rob this place? His young Latina accomplice, she was the getaway driver, which probably why nobody could ever identify her. They were wanted in a series of robberies.
McKenna: OK, you made your point.
Syd: Oh, no, I was just getting to the good part. So, Dante, he wouldn’t give up his girl. So Dante went to prison for her, for his sweet little angel Nancy Perez. She would go visit him.
McKenna: That’s enough.
Syd: Is it? Is it enough? All that talk about, ‘I got your back. We’re in this together, Syd,’ that was bullshit.
McKenna: This is not the same…
Syd: He was in your house this morning. I get it, right. I get it. I know how it is. Dante didn’t give you up. You owe him, right?
McKenna: You don’t know shit, Syd.
McKenna: What are you doing anyway?
Burnett: Dating.
McKenna: Online?
Burnett: Don’t judge me just because you’re out of the game.
McKenna: I’m not out of the game. I won the game. I got married.
Burnett: Uh, you did not win the game. The game played you.
McKenna: Well, does the game make you breakfast in bed or fix a leaky faucet?
Burnett: My building has maintenance and food can be delivered. Oh, check that out.
McKenna: Is that a Toblerone?
Burnett: Guess again.
Joseph: These people are dangerous.
Burnett: Yeah, me too.
Joseph: Sherman’s not going to talk. Not as long as Knox is protecting him. You can’t keep going after him.
Burnett: When I’m done, I won’t have to go after him. He’s going to come to me.
Joseph: You’re just one woman.
Burnett: Damn right.
McKenna: Look, you don’t have to tell me. What’s going on with you?
Burnett: Five years ago, the DEA had me investigating Gabriel Knox. I was undercover in his organization and my cover got blown. I don’t even remember what happened that night, just what the doctors told me. I was tortured, shot, and left for dead, but all I remember is waking up in the hospital, feeling really empty. I was pregnant.
McKenna: Sydney, you don’t have to.
Burnett: I’m trying to be a person like you suggested. Family stuff, it’s a little hard for me. Knox disappeared after that.
McKenna: You think he’s here in LA?
Burnett: And Ray Sherman knows how to find him.
McKenna: We have to trust each other. No more secrets. Deal?
Burnett: Deal.
Keith: You and me, we have an understanding.
McKenna: Which ended the second your hardware was used on the LAPD.
Keith: You can’t prove nothing.
Burnett: Last chance to do this friendly.
McKenna: No, no, no I got this. See, normally Syd is the one who would lose her cool while I would calm her down, but there’s a kid involved and I’m not playing good cop tonight.
Keith: You’re bluffing.
Burnett: She can’t bluff. It’s a whole thing.
McKenna: You don’t talk by the time I’m done, I’m gonna pull this trigger.
Keith: McKenna.
Burnett: LAPD charts every round we fire, but if one of your guns goes off, accidents happen right…
McKenna: Times’ up.
Ray: What’s the matter? You shy now?
Burnett: I’m a lot of things. Shy ain’t one of them.
Ray: What you think this is bitch?
Burnett: A 380 on your sack, bitch. I want Gabriel Knox. Oh, what’s the matter? Are you shy now?
McKenna: Damn, it’s a party up in here. Everybody’s dressed up. Syd’s got her legs all out.
Burnett: What the hell are you doing here? I got this.
McKenna: Clearly. LAPD, and unlike my partner here, I notified for backup, so if anything happens to us…
Ray: She’s police?
McKenna: Yeah, she’s police. C’mon Syd, let’s go. It smells like sweaty tits and bad choices in here.
