Felton: We've been on night shift for a week. Every night someone lights this candle by the board.
Giardello: You're a detective. You solve it.
Felton: A homicide detective. Someone kills the candle, I'll close the case.

Gee: That's what they tell someone in prison just before they punk them. Are you trying to punk me here?

Gee: to Munch I want the paperwork on that double-suicide. I don't care if it's in rhyming couplets. I want it finished.