Jake: Remember, the only people we can trust with this information are in this room.
Charles: And Genevieve. We can trust Genevieve. We share a life. I tell her everything.
Jake: Fine, the people in this room, and Genevieve.
Charles: Genevieve's mom also knows, but she's in a coma, dead any second, we're good.
Jake: Okay.

Captain Holt: I just assumed Diaz would be the prisoner. Nothing personal, it's just, you know she's terrifying.
Rosa: Thank you, Sir.

Sergeant Jeffords: Gina and I have been here 20 minutes.
Gina: Though my presence is not puzzle-related. I just followed Terry into a dark closet.

Rosa: Hey. You solved the puzzle before me. Nerds!
Jake: [scoffs] They solved it first. They're the nerds. I'm cool like you.

Jake: Ka-blamo, scrubs. I nailed it. I solved Captain Holt's brain teaser and found the location of our secret meeting. The answer? The broom closet. In your face.
Sergeant Jeffords: In whose face now?
Jake: Yours.

Rosa: Wait. Where's Captain Holt? Where's Amy?
Gina: Yeah, she should be the first one here. Doesn't she go to, like, an adult puzzle camp every summer?
Jake: Yes, but please don't bring that up. I've been throwing out her mailers.

Sergeant Jeffords: Guys, if those two aren't here, I'm thinking we must be in the wrong place.
Jake: No, trust me, we're definitely in the right place. I'm 100% sure about this.
Scully: Well, guess who solved the puzzle?
Hitchcock: Who?
Scully: We did.
Hitchcock: Oh, we did?
Jake: Yeah, we're in the wrong place.

Amy: Oh, sweet, sweet coffee. Come to mama.
Charles: Shut your loud mouth, Amy. Some of us have a hangover.

Adrian Pimento: I want to lick your whole body clean like a kitty cat.
Jake: And I'm gonna give you two a little space.

Jake: Oh, same ski mask. That's awkward.

Jake: What do we know? Jimmy "The Butcher" Figgis has a man in the FBI.
Sergeant Jeffords: And he tried to have Pimento killed.
Hitchcock: And I cut my other cheek.
Jake: How? I took the knife away from you.

Jake: Yeah, this guy won't be snitching in heaven. I mean, hell, obviously, he's going to hell. We all are; we're bad guys. Anyway, here's his tongue.

Adrian Pimento: Right now, they think I'm dead. This is my only chance to get away safe. Jake I need you to tell Rosa that I love her. Okay? Do that for me. Also, tell her this.
Jake: Oh. Oh my. Ew. That is very graphic, Adrian.
Adrian Pimento: Got it?
Jake: I don't think I can say any of that to Rosa.

Jake: In fairness, there's probably a lot of turnover in his line of work, what with the constant death and everything.

Jake: Okay, we need to make my main man Pimento look super murdered, like Tarantino disgusting murdered.