- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: [examining murder victim] Good news: death came quickly.
- Detective Ed Green: And the bad news?
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: My cable's on the fritz.
- Detective Ed Green: [holding blood-stained ashtray in hotel room] Looks like a couple of cracks to the skull with this did the trick.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: That's why I always get a non-smoking room.
- Jack McCoy: You know what? I'm tired of you. I'm tired of defense attorneys obfuscating facts with prejudice.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Zealous representation. I'm sure you've heard of it.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Unrealistic expectations, Judge. They create enormous pressures. Who can argue that pressure doesn't mitigate a defendant's mes rea? I can't.
- [to Jack]
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Can you? And as we all learned in first year crim, a lesser degree of culpability is the essential difference between murder and manslaughter, which in turn is the difference between a defendant dying in prison and getting out in time to dance at his daughter's wedding, God willing.
- Judge Nathan Murphy: Offer him man one, Mr. McCoy. Save us all the migraine.
- Jack McCoy: Out of the question.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: It's your head.
- Judge Nathan Murphy: Well, defense is certainly entitled to argue...
- Jack McCoy: You can't.
- Judge Nathan Murphy: I just did.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: A phone interview with a notorious fugitive's gotta add a couple of numbers to your paycheck. A follow-up interview might even move the decimal point.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Lawyer to lawyer, you never talked to Denise, did you?
- Jack McCoy: No.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Then how did you know?
- Jack McCoy: I didn't. But I do know that *I'm* barely white enough to live in Greenwich, Connecticut.
- [to a reluctant witness]
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: There's no such thing as hooker-client confidentiality.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: A continuance? If you haven't noticed, I'm on a roll in there.
- Jack McCoy: I'm not asking your permission.
- Jack McCoy: We uncovered a crucial witness.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Who? Busload of nuns ready to testify that Bobcat was up for sainthood?
- Jack McCoy: No. Just Mr. Kellogg's friend Denise.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Um, I haven't had the pleasure.
- Jack McCoy: A married lady who your client knows quite intimately.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: And her testimony is relevant because...?
- Jack McCoy: To be totally honest, I doubt if anything she has to say would make a difference to anyone in the courtroom.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Oh. Silly me. I thought "crucial" meant...
- Brian Kellogg: Make a deal.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Are you crazy? We've rounded man one and are sliding into man two. That could be eighteen months.
- Brian Kellogg: No. We gave it a shot, okay? It didn't work out.
- [to Jack]
- Brian Kellogg: What can I get?
- Jack McCoy: I'll give you man one, but you have to do the max.
- Serena Southerlyn: Twelve and a half to twenty-five beats the hell out of twenty-five to life.
- Jack McCoy: I want a mistrial. It's jury nullification, Your Honor.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Who, me?
- Jack McCoy: Most defense attorneys have the decency to wait until closing arguments to try and confuse the jury with completely irrelevant, absurdly emotional facts.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Prosecution is permitted to speculate as to motive. The defense should therefore be permitted to proof it is just that: utter speculation, by offering evidence as to the defendant's actual motive.
- Jack McCoy: Affirmative action made him do it.
- Randolph J. 'Randy' Dworkin, Esq.: Well, if you want to split hairs, it's really equal opportunity.
- Jack McCoy: Your Honor...
- Judge Nathan Murphy: No. This I want to hear.
- Serena Southerlyn: The courts used a balancing test, and the people's right to know came out on top.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: What about the people's right to watch a rapist-murderer rot?
- Detective Ed Green: Uh-oh. Slippery slope time, Lennie.
- Serena Southerlyn: Well, Albany stopped the slide for good with a statute that says we can't force a reporter to disclose anything a source tells him in confidence.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: So it's Take a Felon to Dinner Week all year long?
- Detective Ed Green: Yeah, as long as you write about it afterwards.
- Serena Southerlyn: Dinner?
- Detective Ed Green: Kellogg says he had steaks with Maas.
- Serena Southerlyn: Yeah? Who paid?
- Detective Ed Green: My money's on the guy with the New York Sentinel expense account.
- Serena Southerlyn: So what you're telling me is Kellogg knew Maas was a fugitive and aided his escape.
- Detective Ed Green: Hold on. You want to charge a reporter with accessory after?
- Serena Southerlyn: If it'll help him convince him to help us locate Maas, why not?
- Detective Ed Green: This Mitch Maas is a piece of work. Ten million dollar trust fund and he's out date raping ski bunnies.
- Anita Van Buren: You think he graduated to murder?
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: Nah. Guys on the run don't make house calls.
- Anita Van Buren: Tell me something. You come into a strange town, what's the first thing you do?
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: Search the Yellow Pages for the best rib joint.
- Anita Van Buren: You call home, the office; someone to let them know you made it okay. You said this guy Bobcat made only one call from his room to the call girl. I'm thinking even bounty hunters have families.
- Detective Ed Green: So one of the personal items take from the hotel room might have been a cell phone.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: On which he called itch scratcher number two.
- Anita Van Buren: You got the name, look up the number.
- Anita Van Buren: You run the piece?
- Detective Ed Green: Not registered. We're checking where it began its life. Look, she already had him tied up. If all she wanted was what he had in the room, she didn't have to kill him.
- Anita Van Buren: If she didn't want to be IDed, she did.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: Believe me. Guys who are into what this guy was into don't file too many complaints.
- Anita Van Buren: Check with SVU anyway.
- Detective Ed Green: We did. No similar M.O.s, and latents led nowhere.
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: Last meal, chili dogs.
- Detective Ed Green: Mustard and relish?
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: Tabasco.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: In that neighborhood, that's fine dining.
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: No defensive wounds.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: That's odd.
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: Yeah, the fun part for these guys is the struggle after they've been tied up.
- [seeing Ed's expression]
- Dr. Elizabeth Rodgers: Or so I've heard.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: Guy checks into a sleazeball hotel on 10th Avenue, pays cash, has chili dogs for dinner... doesn't strike me as a guy who'd waste twenty bucks on a manicure. Elementary, my dear Rodgers.
- Jeffrey: He was a pervert who liked listening to loud music. That's all we know.
- Detective Ed Green: And you know this because...?
- Jeffrey: Because I can add one and one together.
- Detective Ed Green: Hey!
- Carla: Jeffrey is in the middle of a novel.
- Detective Ed Green: Jeffrey is about to be in the middle of Rikers.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: The manager's a bust.
- Detective Ed Green: Same with the neighbors. He's been dead two hours, tops. There's no clothes or luggage in the closet.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: Tell me we found a driver's license.
- Detective Ed Green: Not that lucky.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: No business cards?
- Detective Ed Green: Man, not even a toothbrush.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: I have a feeling whoever did this has strict rules against kissing on the mouth.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: Forensics says the latents in Rovelli's hotel room aren't even close to Maas's.
- Detective Ed Green: Tell you what: Kellogg can write. Listen to this. "I imagine Maas sitting wherever he was, in some coffee shop in Houston, some gas station in Tampa, the tic over his left eye starting to flutter uncontrollably as he started to bare his soul."
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: So did he cop to raping the girls?
- Detective Ed Green: Claims that they were after his money from the get-go.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: A rich rapist claiming frame. That's original.
- Detective Ed Green: You know what bothers me?
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: Besides the Mets?
- Detective Ed Green: I read all of these articles, the police reports, the witness depositions. Not one of them mentions a tic fluttering over Maas's eye.
- Detective Lennie Briscoe: Poetic license.
- Detective Ed Green: Maybe. Or Kellogg met with him face to face.