Officer Debbie Fogle: I know we got kicked off the case, but there is good news. I unlocked a new accessory for my Foot Friend avatar: a sandal!

Captain Holt: Debbie, wait. Change of plans. We're not going back to the precinct.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Are we gonna go rogue and pick up cones?
Captain Holt: Oh, we're going way more rogue than picking up cones. Listen, it's unlikely our shooter had his own hot dog cart where'd he get it from?
Officer Debbie Fogle: Please don't make me help you with this.
Captain Holt: My guess is the food cart garage just two blocks away from our crime scene, or, shall I say, 238 steps.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Don't tempt me with steps.
Captain Holt: This is a defining moment for you. You can either obey orders for the rest of your life and make no impact on the world, or stand up! And solve this case with me.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Is there a third option?
Captain Holt: Nervously tag along.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Great. I choose the nervously tag along option.

Charles: Okay, the reporters are all set for your press conference. It's your big moment, are you excited?
Jake: No.
Charles: Oh. Are you worried about your voice cracking? Do you want me to help you warm up your throat?
Jake: What would that entail?
Charles: I'll just show you.
Jake: Don't show me, tell me.
Charles: I blow hot air into my hands and I stroke your neck.
Jake: That's not gonna happen, and it's not why I'm stressed.

Jake: We might have to delay the press conference.
Charles: But this is the moment we've been waiting for. My dad's driving home early from his brother's funeral to watch it live.
Jake: Wait, he's doing what?
Charles: If you want me to put it in a better context, I can't. This was very important to him.

Jake: Holt is a great cop, and I know the demotion's driving him crazy, but his gut is usually right. I think we need to find that hot dog cart guy.
Charles: Okay, fine. But who do we know that could find us a random New York hot dog guy?
[cut to:]
Hitchcock: So, you need a little help from the Weiner Warriors.
Jake: Well, I hate that.

Jake: Just tell us what you know, please?
Hitchcock: There's Lou's Dogs, he serves 'em up real plump.
Scully: Big Mike's does two dogs per bun.
Hitchcock: Hank's Franks great mustard selection.
Scully: Vicki's Vegan? I'd rather eat [bleep].
Hitchcock: Charlie does an al dente dog, it's got a really nice chew.
Scully: Johnny Arkansas serves it Little Rock style, although he can serve it Razorback-style.

Jake: Okay, enough, enough! We don't have time for this! Just tell us who has a cart at 6th and 11th.
Hitchcock: Oh, there are no hot dog carts there.
Charles: What? Never?
Scully: No way.
Hitchcock: Not a chance!
Scully: Zoning issue. Forget about it, Jake. It's Hungertown.

Jake: [over radio] Officer Holt? Officer Holt, do you copy?
Frank Murwin: Okay, cop. Turn it off.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Nice try. My partner doesn't follow orders.
Captain Holt: Debbie, you're misreading the situation.
Officer Debbie Fogle: Oh. I'm so sorry. We both... both follow orders.

Captain Holt: So you were the shooter, just like I said. And the man in the hoodie was just some random bystander on whom you tried to pin it!
Frank Murwin: No, he was in on it too.
Captain Holt: Oh. Well, I'm still half right.
Frank Murwin: Sure. Is that important to you?
Captain Holt: Very.

Officer Debbie Fogle: I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die before I ever got to find my twin sister's killer.
Captain Holt: What?
Officer Debbie Fogle: That's the reason I joined the force, remember? To find the man who murdered my twin sister. That's my whole story!
Captain Holt: Debbie, there's no way you told me that.

Amy: Urgh! Nothing's working!
Rosa: Maybe you just need to laugh. Here, look at this video of a man being trampled by a moose.
Amy: Dear Lord, that's horrifying!
Rosa: I know, it's hilarious.

Sergeant Jeffords: What are you laughing at? Is that a video of me? Oh, no, is it that time Terry fell off a Lime scooter?
Rosa: Why would any of us have that footage?
Sergeant Jeffords: Don't skirt the question! I want to know what I'm falling off of in that video.

Amy: Stop it, Terry, okay? We haven't been talking about you! Oh. Kicking. I think kicking's working.
Rosa: Told you. Go with it. Keep kicking that can.
Amy: It worked, I have to pee! I finally have to pee!
Sergeant Jeffords: Wait, this is about you having to pee?
Amy: Yes!
Sergeant Jeffords: Wow. I guess I owe you guys an apology. I may have been bringing some things from home into the workplace.
Amy: Yeah, that was clear from the start, okay? Now, move, I need to find a bathroom.

Jake: Stop, we have an emergency! Everybody stop what you're about to do.
Amy: Yeah, but I gotta pee really bad.
Jake: Well, hold it, Amy. Holt's not answering his radio. I think he and Debbie might be in trouble.
Rosa: It's just us, man, you don't have to pretend to care about Debbie.
Sergeant Jeffords: Rosa!
Rosa: What? We barely know her and she's annoying. She's always trying to get people to be friends with her on that weird app for pedicures.

Jake: It's a pedometer app! We can use the social features to track her! It's $80. Uh, Boyle, you should download it, you get better service here.
Charles: Smart! And I'll upgrade to ad-free too.
Jake: Smart.