I.L. Here are your drinks and a lovers' toolbox from a Mr. Boyle.
Jake: Ah, thank you so much. We will never open this.

Amy: Oh, my God, Jake, look.
Jake: Yes, the grapes. Oh, and you brought cheese. I don't even want cheese.
Amy: No, Jake, in the lounge.
Jake: Captain Holt?
Captain Holt: Peralta?
Jake: Ay caramba.

Gina: So Captain Holt is taking another personal day. In his absence, I will be running things around here.
Sergeant Jeffords: That's not true. I'm in charge.
Gina: Mm, no, it's gonna be more of a Westeros free-for-all, okay? Who will bend a knee?

Rosa: Sarge, is Captain Holt all right? He never miss work.
Sergeant Jeffords: He said he was at a 49 and improving at 8.6% a day. So I guess he'll be in soon.

Jake: Guess who just got paid, y'all. That's right. We got stacks on stacks on stacks.
Charles: Whoa. Where's all that cash from?
Jake: Well, my brilliant wife found a crazy loophole called "wedding insurance."
Amy: It's very common. It's like renter's insurance.
Jake: Oh, my God. Do we have that too?
Amy: Yes.
Jake: You are a wizard.

Jake: The point is, we are getting refunded in full, so we are going on a super-deluxe, five-star mega-baller honeymoon.
Rosa: So you're not just going to the Berkshires anymore?
Jake: Screw that crap hole. It's a dump, and anyone who goes there is garbage.
Sergeant Jeffords: I was gonna take Sharon there for a romantic weekend.
Jake: Oh, well, congratulations, ya poor. I am so sorry. Money really changes you.

Amy: The resort is called Posadita Bonita. And it's in Mexico.
Jake: Great food, great beaches, and when I saw "Ay caramba" there, I'll fit right in.
Rosa: I don't think so.

Rosa: Isn't that the place that Gina is always talking about, because she gets referral rewards points?
Gina: Why, yes, it is. Don't forget to use code GINA30 at checkout.

Amy: It's super intimate and super fancy. And when we're there, there's only one rule.
Jake and Amy: A.B.C.
Jake: Always be coconuting. At all times, we will either be drinking from, eating, or wearing a coconut.

Captain Holt: I've just received the email about whether I've gotten the job as commissioner. Well, from the look on my face, I'm sure you can guess what it says.
Jake: No. We have no idea at all. Just tell us, you monster.
Captain Holt: Really? No one noticed the slight tension in my labial commissure? My lips. I'm smiling.

Hitchcock: Wait, we're allowed to say "labia" again?

Hitchcock: Labia.
Jake: Commissioner Raymond Holt.
Hitchcock: Labia.
Sergeant Jeffords: You gotta stop right now, Hitchcock.

Jake: We need to celebrate. Ooh, we need music. Ooh-ohh, ohh, I brought a "Jock Jams" CD for the wedding.
Amy: Oh, we didn't talk about that.
Jake: It was gonna be a surprise. Our first dance was gonna be the "Tootsee Roll." Oh, no, and we didn't get to do it.
Jake: I know.

Captain Holt: I want to thank you all. What an incredible moment. 30 years of struggle and sacrifice. But it was worth it, because I finally get to read the ten words I've longed to hear: "Raymond Holt, you are not the" oops. I misread the email. Didn't see the "not." So I will not be the new commissioner.

Jake: Y'all ready for this Jock jam. Whoo Why is on one else dancing? Did I miss something? Feels like I missed something. I'll just keep going until someone tells me to-
All: Stop, Jake.
Jake: All right.