Jake: So you want me to keep Hitchcock from spilling on himself for the rest of the day? We both know that's impossible.
Captain Holt: I'm counting on you.
Jake: I won't do it.
Captain Holt: There's nobody else I trust.
Jake: What you're asking is insane.
Captain Holt: I'm not asking.
Jake: It's a suicide mission!
Captain Holt: Then prepare for death.
Jake: You've lost your mind!
Captain Holt: This is a direct order, Detective! Get in line!
Rosa: Hey. You guys startled Hitchcock. He spilled two full jars of spaghetti sauce on himself.
Hitchcock: Thanks a lot, fellas.