July 7, 2015 | 0 Comments
Girl: Wait…don’t you want to know who did it? Sykes: I’ll find him. That’s my job.
Girl: Wait…don’t you want to know who did it? Sykes: I’ll find him. That’s my job.
Rusty: I don’t want Alice to finish up her life as a nameless, invisible person on the street. I have to be her voice.
Sykes: Loud music, then gunshots. That’s all I’ve got. Everyone’s pretty tight-lipped.
Dr. Joe: You’ve learned a lot about how the justice system works, haven’t you?
Brad: Can’t we be our old, regular selves for a minute? Lisa: Please
Provenza: Can you believe I was married five times and it never occurred to me to run away? Sanchez: What about your wife, sir?
Buzz: She says she’s never stolen anything and if she wanted to clean up after murderers she’d move back to Honduras.
Provenza: Well we wanted fireworks.
ME: You want me to shock the corpse? Tao: Why not? He’s not getting any deader.
Flynn: You can be just as hateful in a whisper.