Amy: Having each selected our one item, we move on to stage two, cleansing. In Munkensmat, you don't just throw away your discarded belongings. You incinerate them.
Sergeant Jeffords: What? Can't we just donate this stuff?
Amy: So you can go to Goodwill after work and buy back those suspenders you're so attached to?
Sergeant Jeffords: No.

Sergeant Jeffords: I'm sorry. I bought them right before I took the lieutenant's exam. I was gonna wear them on my first day as a lieutenant, but then I failed the test. I thought I'd keep them just in case I ever pass it, but I'll be honest. That's never gonna happen. I'll just throw them out. There.
You can take your photo now.
[Terry gets up and leaves]
Amy: [camera clicks, Rosa looks disapprovingly at Amy] The deadline's tomorrow.

Amy: They're study materials for the lieutenant's exam. You can't give up. You're gonna take the exam again, you're gonna ace it, and then you're gonna wear these.
Sergeant Jeffords: My lieutenant suspenders. You fished them out of the trash.
Amy: No, they were covered in precinct goo, but I got you a new pair, leather yoke and all.

Keri Brennan: I mean, I think I have to take it. This is a "he said, she said," situation. I know how that goes down. No one's gonna convict him on my word alone. The system's as broken as Seth's dong.
Amy: No, it's not. I'm the system. And I'm nothing like Seth's dong.
Jake: It feels like we can move off this analogy.

Jake: I am genuinely very sorry that this is something you have to go through all the time.
Amy: It's okay. I'm used to it.
Jake: That's even sadder.
Amy: I know.

Jake: Look, I know this sucks, and I hate to say it, but we both know sometimes you work a case and you just don't have the evidence.
Amy: This isn't just a case for me. When I was a rookie at the Six-Four, my captain was my first mentor. He helped me get on the detective track, and he gave me all the best cases. But when I finally made detective, he took me to dinner and tried to kiss me. He said that he felt like he deserved something in return for my career. [voice breaking] I just ran out of the restaurant back to the office, and I put in my transfer for the Nine-Nine.
Jake: Oh, man. I'm so sorry.
Amy: I never told anyone because I felt like maybe I didn't actually deserve my promotion. And I worried that I wouldn't get anymore promotions if I spoke up, so-
Jake: God. Every time I think I understand how bad it is, it's just way worse than I imagined.
Amy: This kind of stuff has happened to literally every woman I know. I just wanted to help make it better for this one woman.

Keri Brennan: No, I'm taking my stuff home. I had to quit.
Jake and Amy: Wha.....at?

Amy: So that was my brother. He needs me to bail him out of jail. I feel so awful for him.
Jake: You are smiling so much.
Amy: No, no, I promise. I feel so, so, bad. Rosa D! Deezer, what up?
Rosa: Deezer?

David Santiago: I owe you guys an explanation. I actually started doing drugs when I was a teenager. You know how Mom and Dad put so much pressure on us? Eventually I just kind of cracked.
Amy: Wait, you felt pressure? You always seemed to effortlessly thrive at everything. I was so jealous. But knowing that you also felt the pressure-
David Santiago: All right, we can drop the act. I just didn't know who was listening.
Amy: What act, now?

David Santiago: Look, if you're so angry with me, why are you even here?
Amy: Because Jake convinced me if you die, I'd never hear the end of it from Mom and Dad.
Jake: That's not exactly how I phrased it.

Rosa: How are insects gonna help us? There weren't any in or around the boy.
Amy: Oh, my God. You still think forensic entomology is all blow flies and screw worms, don't you? [Amy and Holt laugh uproariously]
Captain Holt: That's a good one, Santiago. You should take the Lieutenant's exam.
Sergeant Jeffords: Hey.

Rosa: Okay, Dr. Yee, how effective is your box of bugs?
Dr. Ronald Yee: Oh, well, in a lab, they've detected blood even when it's been cleaned with bleach.
Amy & Captain Holt: Or covered with animal urine!
Dr. Ronald Yee: You two really know your stuff.
[Holt and Amy share a fist bump behind their backs]

Amy: Babe, this is so sweet, but do you honestly think that Holt's gonna let me just hang out here with you indefinitely?
Jake: Yes. Just tell him I need supervision. I've spent the last six years building up a reputation as an irresponsible goof for this very moment.
Amy: That is ridiculous. Holt respects you.

Amy: That's all you prepped?
Jake: Yeah, I just searched my heart and then wrote down how I was feeling.
Amy: I'm gonna eat you alive, you dumb son of a bitch.
Jake: Cool. And then we'll have kids together?
Amy: Yeah. It's gonna be great.

Jake: Okay, fine. New subject: work. We both work way too much. Why bother having kids if you never get to spend time with them? I mean, I love my job, and I know you love yours, and I don't think it's fair for either of us to have to sacrifice that.
Amy: Do you know why I want to become lieutenant so badly?
Jake: To prove your worth to your hyper judgmental parents.
Amy: Yes, obviously that. But also, the higher your rank, the more control over your hours. Plenty of people have jobs and kids, Jake, and they find a way.