Rosa: Nicely done. Aubrey is great. We're going to dinner again tonight.
Gina: Whoo!
Rosa: I owe you an apology. You're a great matchmaker.
Gina: Thank you. And you know what? I'm just glad that you found the courage to tell me how great I am. It means so much.

Gina: What you looking at? Did the Kanye West cannibalism story finally break?
Rosa: What? Is that a thing?
Gina: Yeah. He eats tiny little bites of people when he hugs them goodbye. I tipped off Page Six, I don't know why they're sitting on it.

Gina: [using her Captain Holt soundboard] Hey. Diaz. Enjoy. Having. Sexual. Fun.
With. Linetti's. Lesbian. Friend. Get. Some. Get. Some. Get. Some.

Amy: Guys, I lied. My briefing was a total failure.
Gina: But you told Captain Holt it went great in such a normal way.

Amy: I'm a terrible manager. I've got this super eager know-it-all on my squad who keeps derailing me with all his ideas and I can't get anything done.
Rosa: Aww, you got an Amy.
Sergeant Jeffords: Oh, she's got an Amy.
Rosa: It's pretty normal. Yeah, she got one of her, right? Like a pet.
Gina: Takes one to know one, I guess.

Amy: No, he is not an Amy. I am nothing like Gary.
Gina: Uhh, first of all, Gary and Amy are the exact same name.

Amy: Gina, what do I do?
Gina: No, I don't know how to deal with an Amy. But there is this girl Wanda in my Mommy & Me class. She's such a pill. She's so into her baby and not into the other babies and it's like, oh, cool, well, congrats. Your baby rolled over early. Like, who cares?
Amy: I don't have time for this, Gina. *turns and walks away*
Gina: And that is how you deal with an Amy. You talk about something she's not interested in until she walks away.
Amy: Ohh, brilliant.

Gina: Oh, no, no, no, no, no. What are you doing? You're snacking? This is from the guy who told me that eating finger foods was the one true sign of depression?

Gina: Hey, I was going through your calendar for some reason.
Captain Holt: It's your job.
Gina: Right.

Gina: Anyhoobs, I wanted to remind you about the commissioner candidate meet and greet, and your presentation to the selection committee. Being that I am your campaign manager-
Captain Holt: You are not.

Captain Holt: Fine, fine, tell me everything.
Gina: All right, have a seat. It's Gina time. Say hello to your compe-tish. Bryan McCann, John Kelly, and John Kelly. Yes, that's right, there are two John Kellys.
Captain Holt: How are these not the same man?
Gina: You should see their wives. Or should I say, wife.
Captain Holt: Good God!

Captain Holt: Do you know what their speeches are about?
Gina: I do. "Staying the course". "Maintaining the course", and "Blazing a path to a new future". I'm kidding, it's "Remaining on the course".
Captain Holt: Unbelievable, none of these men have any interest in advancing the NYPD.
Gina: That's right, because they're dinosaurs. But do you know what kills dinosaurs?
Captain Holt: Asteroids?
Gina: No. You-steroids. You are going to kill these dinosaurs.

Captain Holt: Oh, hello, John.
John Kelly: Raymond.
Captain Holt: I just want to say what an honor it is to be up for the same job as a man with your ... experience.
John Kelly: Thank you.
Captain Holt: I paused suggestively before I said "experience," so he would know it wasn't really a compliment.
Gina: Who are you talking to? I invented the pause.

Captain Olivia Crawford: Raymond Holt, I'm Captain Olivia Crawford. I'm the new candidate for commissioner.
Gina: Oh?
Captain Holt: Excuse me?
Captain Olivia Crawford: Yeah, I replaced the other candidate. He retired to spend more time with his grandchildren. Anyway, I just wanted to say what a privilege it is to be up for the same job as a man with your ... tenure.
Gina: Oh, damn, she paused, dude.
Captain Holt: In error, I am certain. Olivia, I may be older than you, but I am not some dinosaur intent on maintaining the status quo. For example, I would add a social media officer to every precinct.
Captain Olivia Crawford: Interesting. I plan on eliminating precincts all together.
Captain Holt: What, no precincts? That's not how we do things.
Captain Olivia Crawford: That's exactly what both John Kellys said.
Captain Holt: Oh no, she's the asteroid.
Gina: And I don't want to say you're a dinosaur, but [whispering] you're a dinosaur.

Gina: No, you are not, you're the best man for the job. And I think you know what you have to do to get it.
Captain Holt: Believe in myself and give a great presentation?
Gina: Not even close. That's the head of the committee over there, gorging on crab cakes. Just go up to him and sabotage Olivia.
Captain Holt: Um, I don't think I can do that.
Gina: Well, you can't really be the best commissioner the NYPD has ever had if you're not the commissioner.