Charles: Debbie, ah, just who I was looking for.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Oh, no. Am I in your seat? I'll sit on the floor.
Charles: Wh-what? No. No, don't do that. No, I was just wondering if you would like to take my place in a little squad competition today.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Mm. I can't do competitions. I'm anti-dexterous.
Charles: Hmm?
Officer Debbie Fogle: It's when neither hand is good at anything.

Captain Holt: So Diaz, I figured out why you wanna win. I hacked your work calendar.
Rosa: Those calendars are public. Everyone on the system has access.
Captain Holt: I hacked it. I'm a hacker.

Charles: Damn it, my pants. Sorry, everyone. Look away, look away.
Jake: Oh, damn.
Amy: Wow, who knew?
Jake: He really is the greatest showman.

Charles: Okay, here we go, everyone. The game begins when the elevator doors ding. Are you ready for the Hellevator?
Hitchcock: Buckle up. The juice is loose! I am, Hitchcock!
Jake: What the [bleep]?