Due South (TV Series)

You Must Remember This (1995)

Paul Gross: Constable Benton Fraser

Quotes 

• Constable Benton Fraser : You know, there was a woman once, Ray. We were, um... I don't know what we were. In the end, I tracked her up above the 62nd parallel into a place called Fortitude Pass. A storm had been blowing for days, the whole world was white. By the time I found her, I'd lost everything - my packs, my supplies... everything. She was huddled in the lee side of a mountain crag, almost frozen, very near death. So I staked a lean-to and draped my coat around it, and I drew her inside and covered her body with mine, and I just held her... while the storm closed around us like a blanket. And I forced her to speak to me, just talk to me; say anything to keep the cold from taking her. And it snowed for a day, and a night... and a day. I was delirious; I almost gave up. The only thing I had to hold onto was the sound of her voice, which never wavered. She recited a poem, over and over. You know a funny thing? I must have heard that poem a thousand times that night, but I never heard the words. It ended... badly. She had a darkness inside her. And the most beautiful voice... the most beautiful voice you ever heard.

  [choked up, looks over to see Ray nodded off] 

• Constable Benton Fraser : Does the phone have to be in use to pick up a signal?

  Elaine Besbriss : No, it just has to be turned on to receive calls. It emits a signal unless the power's off. That's the good news.

  Ray Vecchio : Elaine, we're attempting to track criminals as though they were fur-bearing mammals. What news could be bad?

  Elaine Besbriss : The grid covers an area of twenty square miles. Unless you plan to go door-to-door...

  Ray Vecchio : Okay, Fraser, how do we find the herd?

• Constable Benton Fraser : Can you trace the number?

  Elaine Besbriss : Sure, but she called from her car. It was a cell phone.

  Jack Huey : No, you're never gonna track a cell. It's a nightmare.

  Constable Benton Fraser : Not really, not if you've tracked caribou.

  Ray Vecchio : Fraser, let's try this one more time, okay? We're in Chicago. We're not tracking caribou, we're tracking gunrunners.

• Constable Benton Fraser : [as Ray is using his car for a roadblock]  Ray, I don't mean to press the point, but we're standing behind a 1971 Buick Riviera. They, on the other hand, are hurtling down a hill at roughly forty-seven miles an hour in a six-ton steel-plated military weapons carrier.

  Ray Vecchio : Works for me!

• Ray Vecchio : She kissed me

  Constable Benton Fraser : AFTER she hit you?

  Ray Vecchio : I'm going to see her in jail, Fraser, if it's the last thing I do.

  [Fraser pats him on the back, then holds up his hands in an innocent gesture after Vecchio glares at him] 

• Ray Vecchio : [Ray walks away after just kissing the ATF officer]  That's it, Fraser, that's the sign.

  Constable Benton Fraser : What is, Ray?

  Ray Vecchio : The look. She left me, but she left me for the right reason. She loves me.

  Constable Benton Fraser : But... she's gone.

  Ray Vecchio : Well, that's what's right for us. Maybe someday it won't be, but now it is.

  Constable Benton Fraser : But you might never see each other again.

  Ray Vecchio : Exactly! that's what we need - ridiculous odds, and just a speck of hope that someday, we'll beat it.

  Constable Benton Fraser : I can't say I understand that, Ray.

  Ray Vecchio : Well, of course you don't. You're not too swift with this stuff, are you, Fraser.

• Harding Welsh : Do you ever feed this wolf?

  Constable Benton Fraser : I'm so terribly sorry, sir, but I think it's the urban influence. He seems to have developed a real taste for fast food.

  Harding Welsh : [to Ray]  All right. Two teams, two spotters, one apartment. No mini-bar.

  Ray Vecchio : Thanks, Lieutenant.

  Harding Welsh : If you don't get him by Friday, that's it.

  Ray Vecchio : Right!

  Harding Welsh : [Diefenbaker still at his feet]  If I give him some, will he stop?

  Constable Benton Fraser : Not a chance, sir.

  [Welsh feeds Dief the rest of his hamburger] 

  Constable Benton Fraser : Thank you kindly, Lieutenant.

• Ray Vecchio : Even if I give you that shot a hundred times, you'll never make it again. It's like something you do on ice skates. This ain't hockey, okay, Fraser? This is basketball. It's an American game.

  Constable Benton Fraser : Well, perhaps it has become Americanized, Ray. But like many things Americans lay claim to, it originated elsewhere.

  Ray Vecchio : Get outta here!

  Constable Benton Fraser : No, it's a fact. Basketball was invented by a Canadian.

  Ray Vecchio : Look, just because some fisherman once slam-dunked a halibut into a net...

  Constable Benton Fraser : Actually, he was a minister, who used a soccer ball, and he nailed peach baskets to either end of the gym.

  Ray Vecchio : This is very sad, Fraser.

  Constable Benton Fraser : Of course, Reverend Naismith did eventually emigrate to the United States; as a matter of fact, he was working at a YMCA in Springfield, Massachusetts, of all places.

• Ray Vecchio : [being examined after getting hit by a car]  She pulled me to safety... and then she kissed me.

  Paramedic : Uh-huh.

  Constable Benton Fraser : She kissed you?

  Ray Vecchio : On the lips.

  Paramedic : Head injury. It happens.

  Constable Benton Fraser : Did she speak to you?

  Ray Vecchio : She wanted to stay. I know she did... and then she was gone. She wants me to find her, Fraser.

  Paramedic : Uh-huh.

  Ray Vecchio : Will you stop with the uh-huh-in'?

  Constable Benton Fraser : Do you remember what she looked like?

  Ray Vecchio : [dreamily]  She looked exquisite.

  Paramedic , Constable Benton Fraser : Uh-HUH.