Frank O'Sullivan: Oh, there she is, my archnemesis.
Amy: You're a cop, O'Sullivan. Shouldn't your archnemesis be a criminal?
Frank O'Sullivan: No.
Amy: Okay, what do you want?
Frank O'Sullivan: Well, I came here to reach a truce with you over your pilot program that persecutes the uniformed officers in my union.
Amy: Its aim is to reduce instances in which armed cops are needlessly interacting with civilians. It could save lives and restore trust with the community.
Frank O'Sullivan: That's persecution, plain and simple. But I don't want to fight with you. I'd rather be civilized and reach some common ground over a drink.
Amy: It's the middle of the day.
Frank O'Sullivan: Well, that's how business gets done in the real world.
Amy: Look, I'm not changing the pilot program.
Frank O'Sullivan: Okay, have it your way, but I got to say, you're going to be sorry.
Amy: Are you threatening me?
Frank O'Sullivan: No, I'm informing you that I hold a lot of power, and unless you're willing to play ball with me, I will wield said power against you. Again, not a threat, but go ahead and change your mind, or else. All the best.

Amy: Okay, so here's the plan. O'Sullivan likes to do deals over drinks. So I invite him to Shaw's and order us a couple beers. I nod along as he talks about how surprisingly cool his mom is. Order more beers. I also nod along as he talks about how horrible his ex-wife is. Order more beers. I also nod along as he kind of implies he wishes his wife was his mom.
Frank O'Sullivan: Nobody spoons like my mom.
Amy: But I'm not the only one who's one listening. O'Sullivan's a blowhard, so he just needs a little push. Get him drunk enough, eventually he'll just come out and admit that he set Jake up. The plan is flawless.
[later:]
Amy: So there's one flaw with my plan.
Rosa: O'Sullivan isn't even buzzed, and you're totally hammered?
Amy: I'm so hammered!

Frank O'Sullivan: Well, now, what the hell am I looking at?
Both: Nothing.
Rosa: Oops.
Amy: You're drunk, and you're seeing double.
Frank O'Sullivan: Oh, give me a break. You can't really think I'm that stupid.
Rosa: I mean, we've been switching places for the last two hours, and you didn't notice, so...
Frank O'Sullivan: That's 'cause I don't look at women's eyes when I'm talking to 'em.

Frank O'Sullivan: Now, what's going on?
Amy: You set up my husband! You're using him to blackmail me into dropping police reform. We're getting you drunk so you can admit it.
Frank O'Sullivan: I'm not blackmailing Jake. When I blackmail somebody, you'll know it. I own my blackmailing.
Amy: Then what did you mean when you said I'd be sorry if I didn't drop police reform?
Frank O'Sullivan: I was talking about taking your snacks.
Amy: Huh?
Frank O'Sullivan: Oh, come on. Who do you think broke the vending machine that got Detective Flat Top all riled up, stole Detective Little Guy's candy shipment, and swapped out Sergeant Muscle Guy's candy for seasonal fruit?
Rosa: Your people.
Frank O'Sullivan: Bingo. And it's driving your guys crazy. Now, if your precinct would like to get their candy back. I'd be willing to negotiate.
Amy: Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. So when you told Jake you could get him out of his suspension, that wasn't blackmail?
Frank O'Sullivan: If I am passionate about one thing, it's getting cops off without punishment. How dare you turn that into something dirty? Shame on the both of you.

Amy: [bell dinging] Jake, oh, thank God we found you in time.
Jake: We?
Amy: Me and Rosa, duh.
Jake: Rosa's not with you.
Amy: Right. I lost her when she rode down the stairs to the subway. [laughing] It was so funny!
Jake: Okay, just shh, 'cause my guy is in there.
Amy: By the way, I really like that hat. You look like a little narc.
Jake: And you enjoy that?
Amy: Oh, yeah.

Jake: Hey, man. What are you doing here? What a weird coincidence.
Amy: [Cockney accent] Do a British accent.

Amy: Oh, no, Rosa. They're leaving together. What are we gonna do?
Rosa: We stop them. Even if it means we have to kill Todd.
Amy: Smart. Let's go.

Sergeant Jeffords: Okay, here's your resin. Do your magic.
Amy: You're not gonna scold me for almost ruining the mission?
Sergeant Jeffords: No, Amy, I get it. But look, you don't need Holt to succeed. You are the most capable person I know.
Amy: Thanks, Terry. Now, let's go get this mold to Jake and Holt. [raises arms]
Sergeant Jeffords: What are you doing?
Amy: I thought you could carry me again. It was very comforting.
Sergeant Jeffords: Okay.
Amy: Thank you, Terry. I love you.

Amy: Oh my God, he is so old.
Charles: He's not that old. His nurse isn't even full time.
Amy: He couldn't pull off a bank job. He couldn't pull off the cap on his medicine.

Amy: People think if they put on a costume they can just get away with anything they want. Halloween is Christmas for jerks.

Amy: Woah, why are you here before me? Am I asleep? Is this a dream?

Amy: I have to admit, I do love a thorough vacuumer. I'm a little OCD.

Jake: Are you erasing the word controlling behind my back while we kiss?
Amy: Mm-hmm.

Amy: Hello, Detective Santiago, magnet school alumna.

Victor Santiago: So nice to finally meet you. I'm Victor.
Camila Santiago: And I'm Camila.
Karen Peralta: Oh. And you brought a turkey?
Amy: Sure did. Even though I told her that you were making the turkey, and all she needed to bring was stuffing.
Camila Santiago: The stuffing's inside it and now we have two turkeys, just in case.
Karen Peralta: In case of what?
Amy: I don't know. [laughs awkwardly] Anyway, it was in the car when she picked me up. Isn't that fun?
Jake: The most fun.