Gina: I never have second thoughts. That's the luxury of having great first thoughts.

Jake: Hey, Gina. I need a top secret favor. Sharon is coming to the precinct and I need your help.
Gina: Uh, it better not be pregnancy-related, 'cause that crap is nasty.
Jake: The miracle of life?
Gina: Dress it up however you want, that's some disgusting animal kingdom nonsense.

Sergeant Jeffords: Listen up. Diaz and I are going to Rikers to interview a guy we think has info on the Douglass Street murders.
Also, IT says the internet is down.
Gina: What? No! I had just clicked a link that said Balloon Boy grew up hot. Now I will never see those pictures.
Rosa: Can't you just use the internet on your phone?
Gina: Bitch, you know I'm out of data.

Gina: Captain? The kids want to know where Paulie the Pigeon is. I told them he got sucked up into an airplane engine, is that all right?

Jake: All right, I guess you'll just have to distract him when we get to the store.
Gina: On it. I'll take him to housewares and I'll ask him the difference between a skillet and a frying pan. That'll buy you six hours.

Gina: Sir, they're gonna be fine.
Captain Holt: They're my squad. I should be there with them. This is killing me.
Gina: Well, I'm not gonna let it. Let's go.
Captain Holt: But my wound, Gina.
Gina: Sir, with your brain and my body and my brain we make one unstoppable unit. Now climb aboard, sir. And let's go.

Sergeant Jeffords: Hey, Gina. How's it feel to be back? Any trouble adjusting?
Gina: Adjusting to what?
Sergeant Jeffords: To life as a working mom. You have to juggle the baby, the job, your new business.
Gina: Terry, juggling isn't hard. That's why the salary for jugglers is so low. Name one rich juggler.
Sergeant Jeffords: Doesn't Dave Coulier juggle?
Gina: If you're reaching for Coulier, then you've already lost the argument, Terr-Bear.

Gina: Good morning.
Captain Holt: For whom?
Gina: For you-m.

Gina: And how do you know Terrence, space tie?

Charles: And guess who's heading up the task force? Sgt. Boomer Maxwell!
Everybody: Oh! Damn!
Gina: Boomer Maxwell? What kind of name is that? Is he a football player and/or Rugrat?

Captain Holt: Gina, did you know about this?
Gina: Uh, tricking you was the only way I could get you to talk to him. Plus, you know I heart intrigue.

Jake: Wow. Never thought I'd live to see Holt side with the Vulture and Wuntch. Mark the day, Gina. May 18th at 4:00 p.m.
Gina: Oh, honey. We're well into October.

Gina: Gina Linetti spaghetti confetti.
Captain Holt: Gina Linetti spaghetti confetti.
Gina: Faster.
Captain Holt: GinaLinettispaghetticonfetti.
Amy: Captain Holt.
Gina: Uh, yeah, can't you see we're in the middle of something?

Sergeant Jeffords: Hey, guys. How you feeling, Gina?
Gina: Sometimes I feel like a nut, sometimes I don't. Almond Joy's got nuts. Mounds don't.
Jake: She's very hopped up on painkillers.
Gina: Hold up, when did you learn French, Monsieur La baguette?
Jake: [in French accent] Oh, as a bebe.
Gina: Oh, oui! Oui, oui, oui, oui.
Jake: It actually helps to play along, I'm assuming.

Rosa: First, I gotta go to the can.
Gina: Actually, you might want to check out the ladies' room up here. Hey, Rosa, it's me, Gina Linetti. Welcome back.