Dean: What are you doing?
JJ: Leaving.
Dean: You’re leaving with the baby?
JJ: No.
Dean: Wait, you’re leaving us? You’re gonna leave her? Hey, OK, hey look, I’m sorry. I think this is just hormones. I didn’t mean anything I said before.
JJ: I was never planning to stay. I wanted her to know you, and I wanted to give you the choice. You can give her up for adoption if you want, but I don’t think you will ‘cuz you’re such a good guy. Look, you are gonna be such a good dad. You’re way more cut out for this than I am.
Dean: I’m not. Hey, I’m really not. I can’t do this.
JJ: Hey, tell her I love her.
Dean: JJ, you can’t.
JJ: Tell her I know myself too well. Look, I won’t be a good mom.
Dean: JJ.
JJ: Tell her to look me up when she’s 16 or 17 if she wants because I can hang with a teenager, but not a baby.
Dean: Please, please, please, just for a second, just wait. OK? I’ve seen you with her. I see the way you look at her your face lights up.
JJ: Everyone’s face lights up when they look at babies. I am not a mother. Look, you don’t want me in her life, trust me.
Dean: Please.
JJ: Give her a good name, Dean, and give her a good life.

Andy: Why is it so hard for you?
Sullivan: What?
Andy: The truth. That you gave my promotion to Maya because you knew about my dad, and you kept it from me, which makes you a bad boss and a worse friend.
Sullivan: Yep, I did do all of that. Andy, I’m in trouble, and I don’t know who else to talk to about it. But you are who I want to talk to because I’m in love with you. And I’ve been in love with you … it feels like forever, and I’m failing at it. I’m failing at loving you. I’m failing at protecting you. I’m failing at being your boss. I’m failing at being your friend. I’m … I’m sorry, and I want to talk. Can we talk?
Andy: I can’t be angry at my dad because he is dying, but you’re perfectly healthy.

Jack: He didn’t listen.
Vic: Yeah, we know.
Andy: And why is that? Because our captain put you out in the field with someone who recently smashed your face in.
Maya: That’s my call. I stand by it.
Andy: You stand by it? Vasquez could be dead right now, and you stand by it?
Maya: They said they could work together.
Andy: But Maya, you’re the captain. You decide who can work together, not the other way around.
Maya: Herrera.
Jack: Andy. This isn’t her fault.
Andy: Everything is the captain’s fault. Good or bad, that’s the job, the job you wanted, the job you fought for, the job you took.
Maya: That’s right; it’s the job I took. You all have been disrespectful and insubordinate. You have questioned every single one of my decisions, which cost us lives and costs us time. You don’t like that I’m your boss now? Request a transfer but every single one of you needs to get in line or get the hell out of my station. Are we clear?

Emmett: Look Joe, I really don’t want to have to go and get any of the other guys here. I’m new, I’m the chief’s son, and they’re gonna think I’m dumb if I have to ask them how to get rid of you. So can you please just do me this solid and …
Joe: Firefighter Dixon, I sleep on the ground. I have painful gout and no medication for it. my kids haven’t spoken to me in over a decade. My last good friend stole my tent from me, and the one before that died right in front of me. I suffered through a blizzard last week, and there was no room in the shelter. A blizzard in Seattle, which if anyone were paying attention is a terrifying reflection on the state of the planet. Everything I just listed is a real problem. “The other guys will think I’m dumb” is not a real problem.

Pruitt: Can I help?
Andy: It looks like you already have a job – playing doctor instead of getting treatment for your cancer.
Pruitt: Andrea?
Andy: You know, there’s a drug trial at ‘U-Dub.’ They need volunteers.
Pruitt: Half the people get a pill that make them sicker. The other half get a sugar pill. No thanks.
Andy: You’d be helping people and science, both things you love.
Pruitt: Which is exactly why I joined the Physican Response Team, but this way, I get to spend more time with my daughter instead of half the day with my head in the toilet.
Andy: Yeah, real quality time here, Dad. Oh my god. Did you tell Sullivan? Did he know? Is that why he didn’t make me captain?
Pruitt: How about we work now, talk later?

Vic: You two better have your mess handled. I’m not gonna die today because you can’t keep it in your turnouts.
Jack: We’re good, brothers, right Vasquez?
Rigo: The city pays me. They say ride with who I ride.

Ripley: What happened to you?
Sullivan: Um, I have this nerve thing in my leg.
Ripley: No, no, Bob, your moral compass. I must have tried 30 times to make you have second beer and look at you now, literally shooting up in your own firehouse.
Sullivan: It’s … it’s pain. It’s real. I mean …
Ripley: Hey, hey, whose pain isn’t real? Surely, you’re starting to get that. And even if you do everything perfectly, follow every rule by the letter, life still hands you some pretty bitter lemons. But you just keep that bitter face on. What a waste. You see, all you need is what you’ve always needed Bob: more sugar.

Sullivan: Herrera, hey, uh, I need to know how you’re doing.
Andy: The blizzard … it was an emotional night.
Sullivan: Yes.
Andy: I’d never delivered a baby before.
Sullivan: Right.
Andy: And my dad.
Sullivan: Yeah.
Andy: Warren’s little show put us behind so I’m gonna go.
Sullivan: Andy, it matters to me how you are. If there’s anything I can do…
Andy: Uh, thanks. I’m OK, chief.

Travis: So does it turn into a hospital like a Transformer?
Ben: No, it is a hospital.
Vic: Ah yeah, but where’s the crappy cafeteria food and smell of sadness?

Andy: This is the last, last time. We can’t be roommates who have sex.
Jack: Lots of roommates have sex.
Andy: Yeah, they’re called married couples.

Station 19 Season 3 Episode 7 Quotes

Travis: So does it turn into a hospital like a Transformer?
Ben: No, it is a hospital.
Vic: Ah yeah, but where’s the crappy cafeteria food and smell of sadness?

Andy: This is the last, last time. We can’t be roommates who have sex.
Jack: Lots of roommates have sex.
Andy: Yeah, they’re called married couples.