HE SAID, SHE SAID (50) 11/26/2001 9:00p
Shaquana is spelled just like it sounds. Bosco wouldn't want to walk around in an El Taquito uniform either. It doesn't matter though, because soon enough he and Yokas will be ninjas. Er, I mean, ESU cops.

{to Bosco who is practicing his yoga in the locker room}
Davis: I believe you’ve lost your torch, Miss Liberty.

Bosco: She says in a few weeks I should be able to put my feet behind my ears.
Davis: Who?
Bosco: A yoga teacher.
Sully: She say when you’d be able to pull your head out of your ass?
Davis: That’s the advanced class.

Yokas: Until recently you idea of improving yourself was like clipping your toenails.
Bosco: Nice.

Bosco: Yokas and I are joining the law enforcement elite.
Sully: You’re becoming Ninjas?

Yokas: Hookerfest. That’s exactly how I hoped be spending my evening.
Bosco: You need to keep a more positive mental attitude. Have you ever considered yoga?
Yokas: Shut-up Bos.

Carlos: Maybe you should focus less this way and more on that fruit loop you got for a partner now.
Doc: Hey, watch your mouth.
{Kim walks in}
Kim: What’s he talking about, a woman he has no chance with?
Carlos: No, a breakfast cereal.

Carlos: Know what I need?
Taylor: Lessons in basis social skills?

Carlos: Like I want ladies underwear and Nair in my bathroom.
Taylor: Isn’t that stuff already in your bathroom?

Kid: Where am I going?
Sully: Prison.

{over the loudspeaker to get a car to pull over}
Bosco: Greetings. This is not God, but this is his close friend Officer Boscorelli. Please pull over.

{to Bosco}
Yokas: Thank God you don’t feel this good very often.

Yokas: Sometimes I think hookers are the only ones out here that have a worse job than I do.

Man: My old lady hit me over the head with a smoover.
Sully: What the hell’s a "smoova"?
Man: You know, to smoov out your clothes.
{Taylor makes an ironing motion}

Carlos: We got man things to discuss.
Taylor: "Man things"? Don’t make me kick your ass, Carlos.

{about Taylor and Carlos}
Sully: There’s a partnership made in heaven.

Sully: Let’s go meet your attorney, Baby Face.
Kid: Who?
Sully: Your attorney. That’s the one that’s gonna help you beat the rap.

{Bosco and Yokas are at the Golden’s apartment and Mrs. Golden has already buzzed them into the building and they are now at the door to her apartment}
Mrs. Golden: Yeah? Who is it?
Yokas: {to Bosco} Who does she think it is?

{about Shaquana}
Yokas: She’s lying all over the place.
Bosco: So to speak.

AJ: Let me grab a shirt.
Yokas: Yeah, don’t worry about the pants.

{to Bosco after he goes off on a tangent about how Yokas shouldn’t "transfer"}
Yokas: I really don’t like you this way.

Yokas: So you were entrapped in extramarital sex with a girl who was recently a minor?
AJ: You never wanted a little somethin’ something on the side, Officer?
Yokas: {to Bosco} Enjoy yourself with Mr. Smooth Talker here.

{about Yokas}
AJ: You know what she needs, don’t you?
Bosco: Yep. Yoga.

{to Bosco after he comes running into the locker room}
Sully: Center yourself Yoga Boy. You’re starting to sweat.

{to Bosco when his shirt is all wrinkled}
Sully: Looks like you could use a smoova.

Bosco: Women cry rape if they’re bumped too hard in the subway. How’s anybody supposed to take it seriously?
Yokas: Because we’re supposed to figure out the difference! That’s our job!

{about AJ and Shaquana in the car}
District Attorney: He pushed her head down?
Bosco: Yeah, Officer Yokas. Was she pushed? Or did she jump?

Bosco: I can’t be the guy that helped a girl get raped.