Roger Peralta: Is my dad here?
Jake: No. I called him and he said... How do I put this?
Roger Peralta: That I'm a useless screw-up and he's done with me?
Jake: Yeah, something exactly like that, verbatim, sure. Look, I'm really sorry that I forced this whole reunion on you. I think our family might be cursed, and I'm going to be a bad dad.
Roger Peralta: No, I was wrong. There's no curse. My dad is just a selfish dick. And I was too. All the other Peralta dads, we probably just learned it from each other.
Jake: Or it's just in our genes.
Roger Peralta: No, you proved that wrong. You care, and you do the work. You're reading parenting books before your kid is even born. You tried to get me and Dad back together. Hell, you even fished my thumb out of the cake.
Jake: Yeah, that was gross.
Roger Peralta: You're so excited about having a kid, you're having a sex reveal party. I never did anything like that, except that one time in Amsterdam.
Jake: I really wish you'd stop bringing that up.
Roger Peralta: Jake, you're going to be a great dad. And your son's gonna love you.
Jake: Thanks. And I think you're going to make a real good grandpa.
Roger Peralta: Hey, who's got two surgically reattached thumbs and is super proud of his son?
Jake: Oh, you don't have to...
Roger Peralta: This guy... [screams]

Hitchcock: Please, don't go looking for that witness.
Amy: We're just trying to fix your screw-up.
Scully: We didn't screw up. The witness gave us his name, but he asked us not to write it down because he's undocumented.
Rosa: So he's scared to show up to testify at the courthouse because he didn't want to be detained by ICE.
Amy: Damn it.
Hitchcock: You know, that keeps lots of immigrants from helping cops.
Rosa: Yeah, we know that. We're just surprised that you know that.
Scully: That's insulting. I'm very concerned with immigration issues.
Hitchcock: And I've dated my fair share of spicy...
Rosa: No!
Amy: Scully said the nice thing. You don't need to go past it, Hitchcock.

Captain Holt: Okay. Give me your flute. Wrong! First rule: never give anyone your flute.

Sergeant Jeffords: Sorry, we're so happy for you, but we also maybe, kind of already knew. I mean, you didn't do the best job of hiding it.
[flashback:]
Sergeant Jeffords: Why have you been carrying that box around so much?
Amy: I just love this box.
[flashback:]
Captain Holt: Why are you reading that newspaper? It's two days old.
Amy: I just love this issue.
[flashback:]
Rosa: Hey, why are you wearing that Hazmat suit?
Amy: I just love this look.