Captain Holt: I guess we're condemned to a life of solo railroading.
Sergeant Jeffords: We don't have to be. I know we've had our differences, but through some crazy twist of fate we found each other. Shouldn't we just be excited that we have someone to share that with?
Captain Holt: Not interested. Good day.
Sergeant Jeffords: Okay. Well, I just wanted to show you I got a tiny little train inspector. It's to make sure the tracks were up to code. I'll be going.
Captain Holt: Wait. You left your figurine behind for some reason. Take it. [Terry starts leaving again] Wait.
[cut to Terry and Holt playing with the train set]
Captain Holt: Come on, Sergeant, take the train through the pass.
Sergeant Jeffords: All aboard the Terryliner. Next stop, Holtsovania.

Sergeant Jeffords: You should take my minivan.
Rosa: A minivan? Ha ha.
Sergeant Jeffords: You all got a problem with my minivan? Because my wife doesn't like it either. She wanted an SUV, but those things roll, man. They roll!

Sergeant Jeffords: I'm playing Kwazy Cupcakes, I'm hydrated as hell, and I'm listening to Sheryl Crow. I've got my own party going on.

Charles: Hey, Sarge. I need someone to fill out a line up. Will you be scary Terry?
Sergeant Jeffords: Oh, I love being Scary Terry. He says what regular Terry's thinking.
[cut to:
Sergeant Jeffords: This is taking too long! I'm gonna miss the farmer's market!

Jake: I can't believe this is happening. I didn't think there was any way she could fail the practice test.
Rosa: Well, we still have three hours until the exam.
Jake: First we gotta figure out where she is. All right, think. If you were Amy, where would you be right now?
Gina: Oh, uh, boring pantsuit store. A crossword factory? A museum of retainers and headgear? Is it possible to enter the color beige?

Charles: No, that's the Boyle family sourdough starter. It's fed us for 140 years. The bread it births is succulent and firm. Tang for days.
Gina: I hate so many of the words you just used.

Jake: Amy's not in the break room.
Rosa: Or the evidence room.
Hitchcock: Or the ladies' bathroom. You know what? I'll check again.
Rosa: I've never seen him walk with such purpose. What a wretched man.