Charles: Wait, if Boomer's not doing it, who's running the task force?
Victor Lake: Detective Brett Booth from 6-3.
Jake: Oh! Cool, cool, cool.
Charles: Uh-oh. That was your worried "cool, cool, cool." Who's Brett Booth?
Jake: We were in the academy together. During a training exercise, I shot him with a rubber bullet and somehow it got underneath his goggles and hit him in the eye. It kind of messed up his depth perception.

Rosa: Come on, Peralta! Holt said to use the whole team. We all want this solved.
Jake: I appreciate the offer, but I work best alone. Except when it comes to sex. Actually, sometimes including sex.

Jake: I wasn't hurt that badly. The doctor said all my bleeding was internal. That's where the blood's supposed to be.

Jake: I guess that's your new best friend now, Santiago. Emphasis on "Iago," backstabber.
Amy: I'm surprised you've read Othello.
Jake: What the hell's Othello? I'm calling you the parrot from Aladdin.

Gina: Wait, first, let's say a prayer. Dear Beyonce, Solange, Rihanna, someone cool that's white, Cardi B, please bless this flush. A-women.

Charles: Hello? You know what, I'm trying to keep this line open, so I don't have time for your bull crap. Good-bye, Mom.

Gina: The first thing we gotta do, shut off the water supply. Did I do that? That's an Urkel reference, from the show "Family Matters." Do you remember that?