HELL IS WHAT YOU MAKE OF IT (04) 10/10/1999 8:00p
Dead guy smells bad. So bad that you have to buy new shoes.

{to Jimmy}
Bosco: Hey, you got a problem, bucket boy, call a cop.

{to Davis because Davis is in a good mood}
Sully: Please tell me you’re not gonna break into a chorus of "Feeling Groovy."

{about Jimmy}
Bosco: He’s getting even because I parked my car in his space.
Kowalski: Is that what they’re calling it now?
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Bosco: Oh yeah, like you’d be delighted if everyone thought you were a lesbian.
Yokas: I’m a female cop. Everyone assumes I’m a lesbian.

Yokas: Fred’s always thought you were gay.
Bosco: What?
Yokas: Something about the way you walk.
Bosco: What about the way I walk!?
Yokas: You kinda sway.

Bobby: You hurt your hip or something?
Bosco: What?
Bobby: You’re walking funny.
Yokas: He’s a little self-conscious today.
Bosco: There’s not a damn thing wrong with the way I walk!
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{they are looking for new shoes for Davis after he steps in "dead guy"}
Sully: 17?
Davis: I got big feet.
Sully: Bozo’s got big feet. Those are water-skis.

Sully: And the hits just keep on coming.

{a guy was beating his wife and then he took a swing at Sully}
Sully: You’re under arrest, sir.
Man: What for?
Sully: You gotta be kidding me.

Bobby: I’ll only take two seconds.
Kim: Yeah. I heard that about you.

Jimmy: Oh, it’s remarkable how well I can work this truck.

{to Carlos}
Doc: We’re not gonna be partners. You’re just keeping the seat warm until Jerry gets back.

{to Davis}
Sully: What happened to your good mood, Mr. Rogers? Clouds passing over your sunny side of the street?

{Carlos and Davis don’t have a place to sit at the restaurant}
Carlos: Guess we’re at the kiddie table.

{she is on the phone with the credit card company after her wallet is stolen}
Kim: Yeah, well I hope someone charges a Mercedes on it.

{Kim and her mother are talking about Bobby’s good traits}
Kim: …Nice, responsible.
Catherine: You say it like it’s a disease.

{to Davis}
Sully: If you give everyone a beating who deserves it your arms are gonna be mighty tired by the end of the night.