FIRESTARTER (73) 11/11/2002 9:00p
They make fat-free half-and-half. They play Patsy Cline in the grocery store. They make vegetable oil explode. They make Carlos do a dance. They make Bosco the hero. They make Doc steal someone else's girlfriend.

Bosco: Fat-free half-and-half. Isn’t that just milk?

{about Bosco’s burns}
Dr. Fields: You may develop some blistering later on.
Bosco: I can’t wait.

Bosco: I could’ve had her. If you hadn’t pulled me out of the fire---
Jimmy: You’d be dead.

{to Bosco}
Cruz: You worked up here for Reyes one time, one tour. Not a couple of times. Don’t lie to me again.

{about why he didn’t bring a girl home]
Carlos: …Until I remembered the big depressed cop sleeping on our couch. You know, man, if that isn’t a mood killer, I don’t know what is.

Doug Maple Sr.: Two fires in separate boroughs does not an arson spree make.

{to Doc about Joy}
Carlos: And here you are, snaking her right out from under the nose of an injured man. And she’s half your age. My hat’s off to you, bad boy.

{Paul comes to thank Bosco for saving his son}
Bosco: It wasn’t me.
Paul: What?
Bosco: It was your wife. She saved him. I was there, but um, she’s the one who got him out.
Paul: Cindy did?
Bosco: I never saw anything like it. She was great.

{about working on the investigation}
Yokas: You go home and I’ll stay on this.
Bosco: You saw that. You know I’m not going home.

Jimmy: Truth comes out. Everyone wants to be a fireman.
Yokas: No, they don’t. Trust me.

Doug Maple Sr.: Point of origin was the chip aisle.
Jimmy: Well, there it is.

{about Bosco}
Yokas: I’m sorry Rose. He doesn’t listen to me either.

Bosco: What happened to pissing people off?
Cruz: I like pissing people off.

{to Doc about his attempt at talking to Joy}
Carlos: It’s like everything around you was in slow motion while you were completely blowing it at regular speed.

{to Doc, when he gets Joy’s phone number}
Carlos: I know nothing. You rule.

{about the arson suspect}
Cruz: Did you ask him about his Johnson?
Bosco: I asked him about his little tiny Johnson. I should have ripped it off him, too.
Cruz: I’d hate to have to handle that complaint. I guess it’d, uh, be theft.
Bosco: Petty larceny.

Davis: Hancock has me picking him up at his front door. Or somebody’s front door.

Yokas: If it was up to me, my kids would never cry. They’d never be embarrassed or humiliated or disappointed. They’d never get hurt. That’s how much you love them. You want to put them in a bubble for safekeeping. Some place where there’s no psychos, there’s no drugs, and there’s no danger.
Bosco: No life.
Yokas: I didn’t say it was rational.

Rose: Don’t you die before me.
Bosco: You got it.