The Night Of
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Chandra: You didn't interview Duane Reade?
Box: Someone at Duane Reade?
Chandra: An individual named Duane Reade.
Box: Is that a joke?
Box: What we have here is the same situation as Andrea Cornish, would you agree?
Detective: Your basic up down misdemeanor homicide.
Chandra: You talked to her there. Why?
Mortician: Because I saw her for the destroyer that she was, and I did not like that. Sometimes when you call them out, they get neutralized.
Chandra [calling to bartender]: Can I get another one? [to Stone] I broke up with my boyfriend.
Stone: Oh. Fuck that. Who cares? This is important.
Stone: You screw up, you get divorced. It's not the end of the world.
Chandra: You're alone.
Stone: Well, so are you now.
What the hell is this? You look like an extra in West Side Story.
Stone [upon seeing Naz arrive in court in a blazing teal button down]
Chandra: His eyes. Everything about him is so creepy.
Stone: Next time, if you want to talk to somebody, let me do it. You want a drink? Oh, I forgot. No alcohol.
Chandra. That's Muslims. I'll drink anything.
Stone's Son: You coulda worn shoes though.
Stone: I'm afraid those days are gone.
Student: Would you defend Hitler?
Stone: In theory, it would be my duty as an officer of the court.
Student: Hitler killed my great grandparents.
Look at you. A man is in ICU, and you in here sleepin' like a baby. You got some secrets in you, don't you? And some rage. I like it.
Freddy
So, I gotta question. When's the DA gonna grow a pair and actually take a killer to trial?
Box
Judge: Are you sure the diapers were for a baby?
Jack: They were Pampers, your honor, not grampers.
