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: It's Gina's phone. Leave me a voice-mail. I won't check it 'cause it's not 1993.

Gina: Is she crying?
Jake: A little.
Gina: You should be wailing you stone-cold bitch. Now call my other grandma.

Gina: All men are at least 30% attracted to me. My mother cried the day I was born, because she knew she would never be better than me. At any given moment, I'm thinking about one thing: Richard Dreyfuss hunkered over eating dog food. I feel like I'm the Paris of people.

Madeline Wuntch: Sticks and stones, Raymond.
Captain Holt: Describing your breakfast?

Madeline Wuntch: Trent, Brice, where are we with the name?
Trent: We've narrowed it down to two choices. Petey or Paulie.
Gina: With all due respect, that Pigeon is clearly a Ray-Jay. Hi, Gina Linetti, the human form of the 100 Emoji.

Gina: This man is a Timberlake and you need to stop treating him like a Fatone.