Jake: All right, Gina, get your stuff. I'm taking you to the dentist.
Gina: No, no, no, no. I'll go alone. I don't need anyone's help. Just order me an UberSELECT or better.

Gina: Nope, it was all me. Three weeks ago, Captain Holt asked me to order a plaque that read, "The Ultimate Detective/Genius". I did it, and I ordered three copies and a statue of Tyrese riding a dolphin.
Rosa: Is that relevant?
Gina: To my life, yes.

Amy: That suit is not drab. It has a fun salmon lining.
Gina: No, Amy, it made me invisible.

Gina: And now here you all are, locked up behind the glass like a bunch of loser fish. I bet you're wondering why I did it.
Amy: Because you wanted to win?
Gina: No! I had a loftier goal in mind. Can you do me a favor and tell me what that says right there?
Captain Holt: "The Ultimate Detective/Genius".
Gina: Detective. Can you imagine what that word sounds like to someone who's not a detective? Discriminatory. It's worse than segregation.
Captain Holt and Sergeant Jeffords: Nuh-uh.
Gina: Too far? I'm sorry.

Jake: What if there was something in the universe that could prove to you that you should still get married? What would that be?
Gina: Finding his grandma's earrings. Or we could cut Rosa's ears off, and then it's like the earrings don't even make sense.
Adrian Pimento: Thank you! Someone's trying to help.

Gina: [impersonating Holt eating a marshmallow] Looks like a sticky pillow.

Gina: Charles, are you crazy? No, I don't want to watch a living animal die and then consume its flesh.
Charles: How is this different than eating a turkey that's been killed in a factory?
Gina: Because I don't have to see that. It's called living in denial, you moron.

Gina: You know what? You won't be able to go through with this if I give this little guy a name. He's now Nikolaj.
Charles: [gasps] That's my son's name.
Gina: Go ahead, cut Nikolaj's throat.

Sergeant Jeffords: Gina's the one who set him free.
Gina: How was I supposed to know there'd be consequences for my actions?

Sergeant Jeffords: I can't believe they're waxing the floors and we're all stuck in here. I've never seen them do this before.
Amy: They do it once a month. We've just never been on the night shift.
Gina: I know. It's like we're being punished.
Rosa: We are, for going to Florida.
Gina: Oh. I don't listen to so much stuff you all say.

Gina: Yes, I know, you're all earthworms, but, Charles, even nature's most disgusting creatures deserve pleasure.

Charles: Sorry, the cousins voted and it was unanimous. We're going to Iowa. We've already rented the tent.
Gina: "Tent" singular? Charles, "tent" singular?

Charles: The council of the cousins.
Gina: Look at them. It's like a Beige of Pigs.
Charles: Gina, you seem rattled. You don't normally make puns.
Gina: That's a pun? On what?

Gina: I'm Gina Linetti, and I approve this message.

Gina: It was almost too easy. I'm like the Temple Grandin of herding Boyles.