Amy: I'm a terrible manager. I've got this super eager know-it-all on my squad who keeps derailing me with all his ideas and I can't get anything done.
Rosa: Aww, you got an Amy.
Sergeant Jeffords: Oh, she's got an Amy.
Rosa: It's pretty normal. Yeah, she got one of her, right? Like a pet.
Gina: Takes one to know one, I guess.

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.

Jake: Pigeon's still here?
Scully: Yeah. No matter what we do, he just won't leave.
Jake: The problem is you're thinking like detectives.
Scully: No, I'm definitely not.

Charles: Jake, piece of advice: just give up. It's the Boyle way. It's why our family crest is a white flag.

Captain Holt: Are you ready for your first briefing?
Amy: Yes, I am fully prepared. I just wanna establish myself as a leader right away.
Sergeant Jeffords: Just be confident, deliberate and firm. You'll know you have their respect when you can take a moment [pours a cup of coffee] and still keep their attention.
Amy: Amazing.
Rosa: That was captivating as hell.