Gina: My God, you guys are such pathetic nerds. But maybe that's what I need right now. Pathetic nerds.
Okay, You pathetic nerds can help me.
Sergeant Jeffords: Thank you?
Gina: You are so welcome.

Jake: Gina, I screwed up. I forgot to get Charles anything.
Gina: Oh, well, I always knew he would die of sadness.

Jake: Gina, you just saved Christmas.
Gina: It's what I do. Every damn year.

Jake: I don't know, maybe subconsciously I wanted Amy to smell more like you.
Charles: Okay, little creepy, bud. Coming on a little strong.
Gina: Wow, the tables have really turned.

Jake: Gina, you doing okay? You scared?
Gina: I'm scared you won't let me make a flamethrower and use it to throw flames.
Jake: You're right, I will not let you do that.

Gina: Ooh, standardized tests? I have a great trick. Fill in all the bubbles with Wite-Out, jams the machine, everyone passes.

Sergeant Jeffords: These are practice for the lieutenant's exam. They're kicking my butt. I can't get better than 70%.
Gina: C-, the perfect grade. You pass, but you're still hot.

Sergeant Jeffords: Okay, so I talked to Captain Holt. He and Jake have the mumps. I'm in charge until Holt gets better.
Gina: Hello, you wanted to see if you can make a great captain. Now's your chance to shine. You're the pretty little understudy. And the aging lead? Well, she just fell down the stairs. Now all's you got to do is beat those wings and fly.

Gina: I would spend my $5,000 to buy backstage passes to Britney, and then I'd ask her one question: You think you're a better dancer than me?

Gina: Where's Charles?
Jake: On a stakeout with Rosa and Terry.
Gina: Police work? What a waste of time.

Gina: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the most anticipated event in this precinct's history.
Jake: The auction for The Suitcase of Mystery!
Gina: Exactly, Jacob. This puppy's been in the lost and found since 1976. No one alive today knows its contents. I'm happy to say Captain Holt has finally given me permission to auction it off.

Jake: I'll let you give me a spray tan. Any shade you want.
Gina: Jake, willing to sacrifice his dignity. Who can top it?

Jake: I'll also give you full control of my hair and wardrobe!
Scully: I'll go on a date with you.
Gina: Sold! To Jake, not to Scully. That really freaked me out, and I just want this to end now.

Gina: You just say the word, and I will barge in there and kick that dude out.
Captain Holt: Don't be ridiculous. He is my superior officer. But more to the point, he's a welcome guest, and I am a good host.
Gina: He locked you out of your own office, didn't he?
Captain Holt: Yes, very much so.
Gina: Oh, Raymond.

Gina: You have a 2:30 meeting with small head big body. I forgot to take his name.