- Eva Marquez: I'm not your little girl Dad. Not anymore. I'm a cop. I work my ass off trying to get a tiny bit of respect. And then you tell my partner to take care of me? Everything I've been trying to build goes down the drain.
- John Amsterdam: DNA work. Pronounced similarity in genetic markers. Alex Spoor was family.
- Omar: Not like you didn't suspect it.
- [raises a glass]
- Omar: To Alex.
- John Amsterdam: [raises his glass] to Alex.
- Omar: A descendant of my wayward father. Sorry we never knew you... Your wife and your son, why didn't you go after them, John? Try to see them.
- John Amsterdam: And say what? I knew I had to leave them sooner or later. Better they left me.
- [1913, Greenwich Village]
- Samantha: Let's... let's move out of the village. Lead a normal life. It'll be better for Rosey.
- John Amsterdam: ["Dutch"] You mean for you.
- Samantha: Yes. I don't belong here anymore. Look at me. My hair's gone gray. I... I want... different things. You... you look and act the same as the moment we met.
- John Amsterdam: ["Dutch"] I don't want to lose you.
- Samantha: Then you're going to have to make a choice, aren't you?
- Omar: [to John] People are people. If I took responsibility for everything you did, I'd never get out of bed in the morning.
- John Amsterdam: Well, it's like 200 years ago you beat up somebody in a bar and today one of his descendants blows up a building. Now you can say it's not your fault, but you're connected to it.
- Omar: It's the butterfly effect. A butterfly flaps it's wings in India and you don't get your wine shipment.
- John Amsterdam: With me it happens over time. Most people don't live long enough to see it.
- Omar: Because we only live one life.
- John Amsterdam: One life, it's... it's just a blink of an eye.
- [a 1913 painting of John's hangs on the wall of Spoor Brewery]
- John Amsterdam: Are you an art lover?
- Nicolas Spoor: My great, great grandfather was a painter. He walked out on his family, or so the story goes.
- John Amsterdam: You never know with stories.
- Nicolas Spoor: [points to the woman in the painting] Over her.
- John Amsterdam: [is offered a bottle of beer] Don't drink.
- Nicolas Spoor: You're bad for my business.
- John Amsterdam: Yeah.
- Nicolas Spoor: Tell me what made you decide to be come a cop anyway?
- John Amsterdam: I saw too many people get away with it.
- Nicolas Spoor: Now you're really bad for my business.