Captain Holt: [sighs] I'm off to walk my beat again, much like Sisyphus, condemned to push the same boulder up the same hill day in and day out.
Sergeant Jeffords: You know, according to French Philosopher Albert Camus, Sisyphus achieved happiness in that absurd repetition.
Captain Holt: Any French philosophy post-Rousseau is essentially a magazine. You rube.

Sergeant Jeffords: Well, think of it this way: It's like doing reps at a gym. Doing something over and over again is how you make your pecs pop.
Captain Holt: The only muscle I care to work out is my brain.
Sergeant Jeffords: Then get those reps in and make that brain pop. Pop, pop. Pop, pop, pop.
Captain Holt: What you're describing is an aneurism.
Sergeant Jeffords: Pop, pop. Pop, pop, pop.

Hitchcock: I can't believe Bethany's gone. It was so out of the blue.
Jake: Well, not entirely. I mean, she did have an affair with her hairdresser, and you filmed it and threatened to release the tape, and then she said she didn't care and put it on the internet herself, and then when it started to make money, you sued her for half the profits.
Hitchcock: And then boom, out of the blue: Divorce papers.

Captain Holt: Thank you for seeing me. I just wanted to let you know I was wrong. Until last night, I didn't realize how much Russian I'd learned.
Sergeant Jeffords: Yeah, it was impressive. And your accent was great, too.
Captain Holt: Thank you, but I actually speak with the accent of a peasant.

Captain Holt: Lieutenant, as you know, I've been walking the same beat for the past three weeks. It's become a bit tedious.
Sergeant Jeffords: I thought you loved tedium.
Captain Holt: I love monotony. They're very different.

Scully: Thanks, everybody, for coming out to Hitchcock's divorce party.
Rosa: Why is the cake two men getting married?
Scully: That's me and Hitchcock. The boys are back together!
Captain Holt: This cake for a gay wedding. The inside is a rainbow.
Scully: Nuh-uh. It's my favorite flavor: All the flavors!

Jake: Congratulations, Hitchcock, it's the first wedding I've ever been to with a cover charge.
Hitchcock: It's for our honeymoon. We're going to Barbados, and we'll have the island all to ourselves, because it's Dengue Fever season.
Amy: But your wife is pregnant.
Hitchcock: You can't live in fear. Don't want to spend every moment worried about Dengue or black mold or those weird spots on the MRI they found on your brain.
Amy: Hitchcock, is your brain okay?
Hitchcock: The point is: I don't care.

Jake: It's just--this is all feeling a little overscheduled, you know? It might be taking some of the fun out of making a baby.
Amy: Oh, okay. So what are you suggesting?
Jake: Maybe we try this The Jake Way.
Amy: Eating dinner starting with dessert?
Jake: That's one Jake Way. You know? The Jake Way is a brand. It encompasses a whole lifestyle.

Hitchcock: Oh, come on. It's like every woman in this city has all of her teeth. Stupid Bloomberg and his stupid soda ban!

Scully: For those of you that don't know me, my name is Norm Scully. Hitchcock is my partner, and he's also my best friend. He buys the bear claws I like when we're on a stakeout or when we're just in the office or at home. I love him. Anna Rubov, do you promise to love and cherish Michael Hitchcock as much as I've loved him?
Anna Rubov: I do.
Scully: And, Michael Hitchcock, do you agree to shower Anna with the same love and kindness you've shown me these 30 wonderful years together?
Hitchcock: I do.
Sergeant Jeffords: Dang. Terry didn't know this was gonna be so sweet.
Scully: You may now kiss the bride.
[Anna and Hitchcock share a kiss, then he pulls Scully into a tight hug]

Hitchcock: Gentlemen, would either of you mind giving some toasts? People are starting to notice we didn't serve any food.
Sergeant Jeffords: I have something I'd like to say.
[later:]
Sergeant Jeffords: Marriage is amazing. To get to spend every day with the same person, day after day, month after month on repeat. The comfort of knowing that tomorrow will be just like today is truly a rewarding assignment. To Hitchcock!
All: Hear hear.

Charles: Hey, Rosa, good news. I just talked to someone who said he'd take all the guinea pigs.
Rosa: All 600? Why would he do that?
Charles: I didn't ask. I just said yes. Our prayers have been answered!
Rosa: Who is this guy? We gotta check him out, make sure he's not weird.
Charles: He's just a normal guy who's a friend of Hitchcock's. Yep, we gotta check him out.
[later, Charles and Rosa sit with a man with a mustache and yellow tinted glasses]
Rosa: Yeah, he's gonna turn them into toupees.
Charles: Oh, my god, he is.

Rosa: What took you so long?
Charles: [sighs] Terry almost caught me. I had to drink from the guinea pigs' water bottle. Amazingly, he-
Rosa: Totally bought you'd do that?
Charles: Mm-hmm.
Rosa: Yeah, I'm not surprised at all.

Hitchcock: Crap. They're really pissed that Anna's pregnant.
Captain Holt: No, it's more complicated than that. Anna just called her entire family hypocrites.
Rosa: Wait, you speak Russian?
Captain Holt: Huh. I guess I do. I must have picked it up from speaking to that woman at the coffee cart for the past six months.
[shouting in Russian]
Charles: Now what's happening?
Captain Holt: Anna's mother says Anna should be with someone respectable, like her sister's husband, Boris, instead of the... Pig man.
Hitchcock: Well, that's too bad, 'cause she already married the pig man.

Jake: I gotta say, I'm loving these. I always wanted to wear Hammer pants.
Amy: Stop.
Jake: Hammer time?
Amy: No. Stop joking around. You're wearing those pants to keep your testicles away from your body's warm core so your sperm don't overheat.
Jake: Well, I am loving the breeze. I feel like I'm 83.

Amy: Here's a list of everything you cannot eat while we are trying to conceive.
Jake: No more nachos? Even if they're in a novelty baseball helmet?
Amy: No.
Jake: Whoa, this is serious.
Amy: We will adhere to a strict exercise regimen and sleep schedule. Also, no more video games, because they cause stress and they raise your heart rate.
Jake: More stress than being a police officer?
Amy: Jake, I've seen you play "Mario Party."
[flashback:]
Jake: Wario cheats!
[back:]
Jake: I'm just saying, Wario cheats. It's a stupid game.

Rosa: I thought you separated the males and the females.
Charles: Well, it's hard. They're all named Claire.
Rosa: You named them Claire!

Captain Holt: I'd also like to make a speech. Most marriages end in divorce, and there's a reason. It's boring to be stuck in the same routine forever. There's no value to be found in walking the same beat over and over, especially when you've been a captain for six years. The point is: Marriage is a waste of my talents, Lieutenant. To Hitchcock!
Hitchcock: These are great.
Jake: Really?

Captain Holt: Lieutenant, I never see you at Shaw's on a Sunday. Those nights are reserved for spending time with your family. I guess you do make... exceptions.
Sergeant Jeffords: What?
Captain Holt: The conversation we had six months ago? The one where you said you wouldn't make an exception for me.
Sergeant Jeffords: That was so long ago. A lot has happened since then.
Captain Holt: Well, to me it seems like mere minutes ago, because I've been living the same day over and over again.

Hitchcock: Make it a double. My heart has a hole in it. I might as well fill it with booze.
Anna Rubov: Same for me. Except my hole's in my mouth.
Hitchcock: It's you! My toothless Cinderella!

Amy: I'm so exhausted.
Jake: Me too. But the doctor said that it could take a while.
Amy: I know. It's just... we're doing everything right, and it's still not working. What kind of perfect person do you have to be to get pregnant?
Hitchcock: We're having a baby!
Amy: Oh, rot in hell!

Hitchcock: Also, Anna's family is from the Old Country and kind of conservative, so try not to mention the baby to them.
Jake: Perfect; I'll just do what I always do at weddings: Not talk to anyone I don't know already.
Hitchcock: You're the best, Jake. That's why you're the baby's godfather.
Jake: Wait. I am?

Amy: Ugh. I can't believe they're pregnant and we're not. How did they do it?
Jake: They got drunk and had sex in a public park next to a skunk. Hitchcock sent me a very long text with a lot of details in it. I think it was meant for Scully.
Amy: Ugh, the world is officially upside down.
Jake: Wait a minute. Maybe that's it. We tried getting pregnant The Jake Way; We tried The Amy Way. Maybe it's time we tried it... The Hitchcock Way.
Amy: What's The Hitchcock Way?
Jake: In every situation, make the worst possible choice.

Amy: Okay, what the hell. Nothing else is working. Let's try it The Hitchcock Way.
Jake: All right, so first move: Get hammered. [grunts] Drink up.
Amy: Uh, these are someone else's. There's lipstick on mine.
Jake: Yeah, there's a cigarette in mine. But we're doing things The Hitchcock Way, so bottoms up!
Amy: All right.

Amy: No, from now on, we're gonna do it The Amy Way.
Jake: Does that mean we're going back to the overly scheduled sex thing?
Amy: No. We're going way more scheduled.
Jake: Ah, so even less fun.
Amy: Big time. This is a test, and we're failing. Because we're not studying hard enough.
Jake: Or maybe this is just one of those tests you can't study for?
Amy: [laughs maniacally]
Jake: Oh, wow, that's a new laugh.
Amy: Come on. We're going binder shopping.

Scully: Aw, buddy, you'll be okay.
Hitchcock: It doesn't feel like it. My heart is ruined forever. I'm done with love. I'll never find anyone as--. Oh, my God! Get a load of the can on her! See ya dorks, I'm gonna get some.
Jake: Well, Hitchcock still sucks.

Charles: And this is the last one. We've rounded up all the guinea pigs.
Sergeant Jeffords: Not even close. Guinea pig. Guinea pig. Guinea pig. Guinea pig. What were you thinking, breeding guinea pigs at work?
Charles: We weren't breeding them on purpose. They're just very sexual creatures, and we didn't want to slut-shame them.
Rosa: Yeah. Sorry you're not more sex-positive, Terry.

Jake: So get ready, because this month, we're making a baby The Jake Way.
Amy: Okay, I'm in. Sounds fun. So, are we doing tonight, or...
Jake: Oh, no, no, no. The Jake Way does not believe in scheduling. You gotta just let go.
Amy: You don't know what The Jake Way is.
Jake: Nope, but we've got a name for it, and that's a great start. The Jake Way!

Sergeant Jeffords: I'm sorry, but you know our policy is that uniformed officers must walk the same beat for six months. It's how they become familiar with the community they serve.
Captain Holt: Well, surely you can make an exception for me.
Sergeant Jeffords: I can't play favorites. You never did when you were in charge.
Captain Holt: Of course I did.
Sergeant Jeffords: Really? I never got any special treatment.
Captain Holt: I think you can do the math there.
Sergeant Jeffords: Damn.

Hitchcock: It's official! I'm in love. I just spent the night with the woman of my dreams.
Rosa: The lady from your divorce party?
Hitchcock: Yeah. She's my soulmate. She's funny. She's beautiful. She has almost no scars.
Scully: Hot biscuits. It sounds like you hooked a live one.

Sergeant Jeffords: Stop flipping guinea pigs and get them out of here!
Rosa: I'll make 'em disappear, Lieutenant.
Charles: Oh! [chasing Rosa] Don't kill them. They have so much to live for. They haven't even been to Manhattan yet.
Rosa: Okay, coast is clear. I know a safe place we can hide these guys until we can find homes for them.
Charles: You're not going to murder them?
Rosa: Hell no. I love animals. I'm the mushy one on the squad.
Charles: Right, of course.

Hitchcock: Now all I have to remember her by is this tooth.
Rosa: What the hell? Why do you have that?
Hitchcock: We were eating pizza, and it fell out of her mouth.
Scully: Well, this is perfect. We can use it to find her.
Hitchcock: What do you mean?
Scully: We just have to try fitting that tooth into the mouth of every woman in New York City till we find the matching gum hole of your one true love.
Hitchcock: My life is like a fairy tale!

Sergeant Jeffords: Boyle, what are those?
Charles: My guinea pigs. This lady is Claire. And this guy is also named Claire.

Captain Holt: Anyway, I walked my beat this morning, and I spoke to several people in Russian. They were so impressed, they opened up to me. I got a number of useful tips.
Sergeant Jeffords: All right. All because I made you do something tedious.
Captain Holt: Monotonous. Don't ruin this.

Scully: Thanks for coming out to Hitchcock's divorce party.
Rosa: You know you got another gay cake, right?
Scully: What? No way.
Rosa: It says "Boys! Boys! Boys!" on it.
Scully: Because we're the boys.

Jake: Hey, want some cake? I got a piece with a heart on it, which I now realize is a butt.
Amy: I'm good. Thanks.
Jake: So listen. I've been thinking about what you said this morning... And it has been a really hard couple of months.
Amy: I'm sorry I'm bad at making babies.
Jake: Hey, hey, don't say that. It's not your fault. And look, for all we know, I could have-
Amy: Don't say you have bum nards.
Jake: I wasn't- I wasn't gonna.

Amy: Look, I know it isn't easy, but this could increase our chances of getting pregnant by 19% a month.
Jake: Yeah, of course. Absolutely. So how do we get it started: Dim the lights, put on some music?
Amy: Swallow 35 vitamins each.
Jake: Oh. Cheers.
Amy: Oh.
Jake: [mouth full of pills] Let's make a baby! [pills fall from Jake's mouth] I probably should have had some water ready.

Amy: I don't know what I want to do.
Jake: Fine. That's okay too. We don't have to have a plan. We make the rules. Maybe it would help to just not think about the whole thing for a while and see where we're at.
Amy: Yeah, okay. I love you.
Jake: I love you. [Jake and Amy kiss. They then move in for a second, longer kiss]
Amy: Should we go?
Jake: Yes.
Amy: Okay.
[later, Amy holds a pregnancy test:]
Amy: Nope.
Jake: [sighs]

Jake: I think maybe it's just a thing we can't control.
Amy: That is my least favorite kind of thing.
Jake: I know.
Amy: I really wanted to start a family.
Jake: Amy, we are a family. You and me. So, you know, we can keep trying or look into IVF or adoption or if we want, we can forget about the whole thing. But if we're together, I'm happy no matter what.

Hitchcock: Guys, I figured out what went wrong between Anna and me. My job. I'm a workaholic! Not anymore. From now on, I'm focusing on what really matters. Come on, Scully, let's get some wings.
Scully: Aw, bud, I thought you'd never ask.

Amy: Jake, stop. Why is it so easy for everyone else to get pregnant? I mean, look at these stupid guinea pigs. They made 600 babies, and we can't make one? Why can't we make 600 babies?
Jake: You can't compare yourself to guinea pigs, babe. You taught me that.

Amy: [slurred] I also have a toast to make. Hitchcock, I always thought I was better than you, because I haven't been divorced seven times and I've never been banned from a museum for kissing the statues. But today I realize that maybe my life would be better if I was more like you. Anyway, I gotta go make a baby of my own just like the baby inside of Anna.
[scattered gasps]
Jake: [high fives Amy] Nailed it.
Amy: Thank you.

Amy: Okay, bud. Are you ready to have some stupid Hitchcock-style sex?
Jake: Oh, yeah, where are we going?
Amy: Nowhere. We're going right here in Shaw's bathroom.
Jake: Oh, that's such a bad idea. I love it. All right.
Man: [o.s.] Occupied!
Jake: Someone's in there. Should we wait?
Amy: Would Hitchcock wait?
Jake: Hell no. Hitchcock would find an alley!
[outside:]
Amy: Well, this is perfect. There's probably so many skunks skunking around here.
Jake: Oh, yeah. We're gonna make a skunk baby.
Amy: Yeah.
Larry Britches: Hello.
Amy: Huh?
Larry Britches: Don't worry about me. I don't want to join. I'm happy just to watch.

Jake: There you are. You didn't wake me up when you left this morning.
Amy: I tried. You said, "I'm dead." Leave me. Find someone new."
Jake: Yeah, I'm pretty hungover. Look, last night wasn't great, but I think I know why. We were trying to do it like Hitchcock when we should have been trying to do it like Boris, the man who actually impregnated Hitchcock's wife. So I found him on Facebook and...

Sergeant Jeffords: I called my friend at the lab. He's gonna take the guinea pigs. They're not gonna do any chemical tests on them. They're just gonna teach them how to run mazes.
Charles: Really? I want you to look Claire 38 in the eye, and tell her that-
Sergeant Jeffords: I'm sending you to a lab, Claire. Bye!
Charles: You can't do this!
Rosa: This is so unfair, Terry!
Charles: You're a cruel man!
Rosa: Thank God he found a way to end it.
Charles: Oh, it's over. The nightmare's over.

Hitchcock: What's she saying?
Captain Holt: She says that Boris is not a good man. He's cheating on her sister. She knows because he's the real father of her baby.
Rosa: Oh.
Hitchcock: What? Oh, no!

Amy: Someone's here. This is too public!
Jake: I mean, it wouldn't stop Hitchcock, but fine. I know a secret spot.
[Amy and Jake sneak into the dark supply closet. They stumble]
Jake: What was that? What am I feeling right now?
Amy: Huh?
Jake: Are those all your little hands?
[As Amy turns the light on, they realize they're surrounded by guinea pigs. They both scream. Then they notice the CPR babies, they both scream again]

Jake: Well, I don't want to take all the credit, but I'm pretty sure doing it The Jake Way worked and we're getting pregnant.
Amy: That would be incredible, but feels like you're setting us up for disappointment.
Jake: No, I'm just being optimistic. You're amazing, we're amazing, and it definitely worked.
[later:]
Amy: It didn't work.
Jake: Ugh! I knew it. I got bum nards!
Amy: Jake!
Jake: Right, gotta stay optimistic. We can do this!

Amy: Hey, did you get my sexy calendar invite?
Jake: You mean the one titled "8:00 pm coitus"?
Amy: Yes, and the one titled 7:55 foreplay. You didn't accept either invite. Oh. I can start foreplay later.
Jake: No, no, no. I love foreplay, as you know.

Hitchcock: We walked along the river for hours, just talking and laughing. She even gave me her real number.
Rosa: Really?
Hitchcock: Check it out.
Rosa: That's just a dirty old napkin covered in sauce.
Hitchcock: Oh, no. Her number! It's totally ruined. I knew I shouldn't have had those breakfast wings.

Amy: So, Lieutenant, sorry to take up your time. I just wanted to go over the CompStat numbers.
[Amy opens the folder and finds a Post-It note which reads "Welcome to the Jake way"]
Amy: Um, what the--
Sergeant Jeffords: Is something wrong? Are the CompStat numbers bad?
[Amy turns the page and finds another Post-It note which reads "Tell Terry the numbers are fine & you have to go"]
Amy: The numbers are fine and I have to go.
Sergeant Jeffords: Oh, okay, then why'd you ask for this meeting?
Amy: Don't follow me.
Sergeant Jeffords: What? I wasn't going to! This was a very confusing interaction!

Amy: Hmm. [phone vibrates, Amy answers it] Hello?
Jake: Hello, Sergeant Santiago. I've taken your husband hostage. If you ever want to make a baby with him, you'll do exactly as I say.
Amy: Jake, where are you?
Jake: Oh, this isn't Jake. This is the Syndicate. And you will never see us, because we are everywhere and--
Amy: You're by the elevators.
Jake: Dammit! Don't- Look away! Look away!
Amy: Okay.
Jake: Yes, that's better. On top of the copier, there's a headset. Put it on and get in the limo that's waiting out front.
Amy: Mm, okay, I love you.
Jake: I love you, too. Now go!

Ramon Calla Vega: Are you Amy?
Jake: [over headset] Tell him "yes."
Amy: Yes.
Jake: How does it feel to be played like a puppet?

Amy: Okay, I'm walking into the apartment. Why did you have me get $400 out of the ATM?
Jake: [over headset] Good question. It's to pay for the Airbnb.
Amy: You're giving them $400 in cash?
Jake: I broke several lamps while trying to hide in the dark. Now, turn on the lights.

Amy: Okay.
Jake: Hello... it's me.
Amy: Put down the drinks.
Jake: Why? Are you upset?
Amy: Yeah, and now I have to take The Syndicate down.
Jake: Oh, my goodness. To be clear, by "take down The Syndicate," you mean we're gonna have-
Amy: We're gonna have sex, yeah.
Jake: Okay.
Amy: Yeah, absolutely. Take your clothes off.

Sergeant Jeffords: You can't have pets in here. This is a police precinct.
Charles: I know, I'm sorry. I got them for Nikolaj's birthday, but it turns out he's allergic and the pet store won't take them back.
Sergeant Jeffords: I've got a friend who works in a lab. I can call and see if they need any guinea pigs for their research.
Charles: They are not science experiments! They are living creatures with rich inner lives.
Sergeant Jeffords: Claire number two is stuck on his back like a bug.
Charles: Oh, I'll handle this. [cage rustling] Flip! Flip! Oh, I flipped the wrong Claire.

Rosa: Here it is. Supply closet K. It's full of CPR training babies. No one goes in there because it's too creepy.
Charles: Oh my God. It's perfect.

Jake: The Hitchcock Way is exactly what we needed, you know? These last six months have actually been pretty hard.
Amy: Mm, no! Hitchcock doesn't dwell on the past. Hitchcock forgets about the past because of the spots on his brain!
Jake: Yes. To brain spots! [glasses clink]
Both: Oh! Cinnamon schnapps!
Jake: Barkeep, another round of drink roulette.

Hitchcock: Amy, could you open your mouth for me?
Amy: What? No.
Scully: Forget it, I just saw. She's got all her teeth...
Hitchcock: [scoffs]
Scully: Even the back ones.

Amy: I figured out how we're gonna get pregnant.
Jake: By doubling down on The Jake Way? Ooh, do you think we could rent the phone booth from the movie "Phone Booth"?

Sergeant Jeffords: Oh, hey, Boyle! Do you have the 6th Street case file- Wait. What's that?
Charles: Uh, this? It's... my water bottle.
Sergeant Jeffords: It looks like a water bottle from a guinea pig cage.
Charles: True, I got it for the guinea pigs, but they're not here anymore. So I decided to be green and use it for myself. [Boyle drinks from the water bottle] Ah! Thirst quenched.

Rosa: Good news. My niece will take the two Claires. She wants them as pets.
Charles: That is great! Okay. Now we just need to find a home for ten more.
Rosa: Ten?
Charles: Boy Claire got girl Claire pregnant and made a bunch of little baby Claires.
Rosa: Oh, they're having sex again.
Charles: Mm-hmm.
Rosa: Oh, Claire.
Charles: Oh, Claire.
Rosa: Claire.
Charles: Claire.

Amy: All right, focus up. This is our pregnancy war room. On the master calendar, we will track ovulation windows, menstruation cycles, and every uterine deposit.
Jake: "Uterine deposit"? Is that what we're calling sex? It seems a little clinical.
Amy: Well, you could always shorten it to U.D. Or "ud."
Jake: Yeah, I don't want to do that.

Amy: Okay, basal body temp is optimal. Let's do this quickly.
Jake: Oh, Amy, I'm not some faucet you can just turn on and off. You gotta romance me. [Amy unbuttons her shirt] Faucet's on! Let's ud!

Sergeant Jeffords: So this bag of pellets is your lunch?
Charles: Yup, it's the perfect food for a human man. [Charles eats a handful] You want some?
Sergeant Jeffords: No!

Amy: Where were you? You're 19 minutes late. My temperature is shot to hell!
Jake: I know. I'm Sorry. I got detained by the transit cops because my baggy pants fell off on the subway.
Amy: Let's just ud and get it over with.

Amy: You awake?
Jake: Nope. You?
Amy: No. Let's do this.
Jake: Okay. Shirts on?
Amy: Definitely.