Gina: Look at you. You're like the wise, old owl from those lollipop commercials.

Gina: We hooked up once last summer and then the nightmare started again about a month ago.

Gina: Mmm, maybe she fell into another dimension where she's interesting.

Captain Holt: Everyone, this is my nephew Marcus. He's new in town. He's staying with me until he finds a place. He is 31.
Gina: You are a terrible hype-man.

Gina: Holy Moses. "Bye"?
Rosa: What?
Gina: For you, that's basically walking up to him and jamming your tongue down his throat.
Rosa: Shut up.

Gina: And I'm not a stone-cold bitch. I'm a natural, beautiful presence.

Gina: You are a person who will go out their and deliver his eight-point plan on whatever whatever-
Captain Holt: Community engagement.
Gina: Whatever. Even if the only people listening are a bunch of second graders. Because Captain Raymond Holt never gives up.

Gina: Uh-oh. Jake, you should not be here IRL.
Jake: Gina, my old friend who I grew up with. So good to see you, and I have missed you so much.
Is Holt in?
Gina: Yes, of course he is, but he's in a meeting, and you can not be seen stopping by for chits and/or chats. You need to leave.

Gina: Do you sell purple pants? All right, well, good day, then.

Captain Holt: The question is, why would someone want to talk to Gina?
Gina: That's very rude.
Rosa: It's obvious why the guy wants to talk to a civilian like her; he's stalling.
Gina: That's also rude. Maybe he wants to talk to a normal person instead of two rude cops.

Captain Holt: Well, whatever his reason, we have no other choice.
Gina take his statement.
Gina: Yes, thank you! I'm gonna get this guy to admit to crimes he hasn't even committed.
Captain Holt: No, that would be a huge problem.
Gina: Copy that.

Rosa: We'll get you a file on him so you can study up.
Gina: That won't be necessary. I'm gonna go with my gut. He asked for Gina. Let's give the people what they want.

Gina: Oh, boy. Look, I'm not a cop. I don't really like cops. Honestly, I think crime's kind of cool.

Gina: I know it seems like I blew it, but you got to give me another crack at him.
Now that I'm aware of our fascinating past, I have all the ammo that I need.
Captain Holt: Perhaps you would've had that ammo if you had read the file Diaz offered you.
Gina: No doubt. No doubt. Gina culpa.

Gina: Steven, Steven, Steven, I have one question. Who on the basketball team was into me? I want names.
Steven: What?
Gina: We don't have time to play games, Steven.