PAYBACK (95) 11/14/2003 10:00p
They totally could have called this episode “Fisticuffs.” I counted at least three times that people had to be separated to avoid a brawl. Anyway, Doc has officially gone off the deep end. Last week he was kinda teetering on the edge, but this week he toppled right off. And shoved Rossi along the way. I like Cruz. And I give her major credit for stepping up and admitting what happened to her. But she wears the same damn pants every week. Sometimes the color changes, but seriously, I’ve been to a mall, there are like, endless styles of pants to choose from. Now that her and Monroe are friends maybe they could go shopping for some new pants. And then there was Bosco. Dude slashed his own tires so Cruz would have a shot at some “street justice.” What a nice guy.

{with a gun to Frank’s head}
Davis: I will end your life right now.
Frank: Please man, I give up!
Davis: And I’ll be staring you in your eye when I do it.

{to Frank}
Davis: Oh, it’s all up to the pig now, right?

{driving to the “clinic” in the mini van}
Cruz: Gotta go, Mama.
Monroe: You’re going to have to let me drive here.
Cruz: Yeah, well then hurry up.
Monroe: We’re in an unmarked car.
Cruz: I don’t give a damn.
Monroe: There are other people out here that do.
Cruz: This guy comes when we’re gone, who knows how long it will take for him to get back?
Monroe: And if we don’t make it there alive it’s not gonna matter, is it?

{about Carlos computer}
Rossi: Is the jack hot?
Carlos: It would’ve been if I could’ve got to awfulnaughtycoeds.com.

{after Sully shoots Frank in the hand causing him to drop the detonator}
Davis: I’m serious man. That was the most amazing shot I’ve ever seen in my life.
Sully: Yeah, except I was aiming at his head.

Cruz: We got a problem, Boss.
Swersky: Hello to you too, Sarge.

Cruz: I’m not reporting it.
{Bosco walks in}
Bosco: Reporting what?
Cruz: Mind your own damn business.
Bosco: Uh-oh. Who you working with now? The CIA? Department of Homeland Security? ASPCA?

{about Cruz}
Bosco: That is one dangerous bitch.
Monroe: Bosco...
Bosco: Shame she’s having a bad day though.

{over radio}
Dispatcher: We have EMS involved in an accident with an MTA bus at 101 and Green.
Bosco: Are you kidding me?!

{at the accident scene}
Bosco: Doc, man, you gotta tell your people to secure these busses, or at least get a head count. This one’s turning out to have more passengers than the Titanic.

Doc: Where’s Carlos?
Kim: Working.
Rossi: He’s gonna blame me.
Kim: Forget about him.

Dr. Chow: Do we have a deal?
Cruz: Yes.
Burns: No.
Cruz: What are you, 15 years old? I’m trying to get a serial rapist and you’re holding it up for a prostitution charge?
Burns: Oh, it’s not just the prostitution. It’s insurance fraud, Medicare---
Cruz: Where are all the real ADAs, huh?
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Chow: I’m not lying!
Cruz: ‘Cause I will make jail look real good for you!

Carlos: Doc, this wasn’t Eugene’s fault.
Doc: Listen, if there’s anything that implicates him, I’m writing him up!
Carlos: Well, I guess you gotta spend your time doing something.

{to Carlos}
Bosco: What’s wrong? Principal write you up?

Man: I got ejected from the bus.
Bosco: Nice try. Why don’t you use some of those big words and get yourself a job?
Man: I got a head injury.
Bosco: Yeah, it’s called Lice.
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{about the Doc/Rossi fight}
Bosco: What the hell is going on here?

Swersky: This is the bomb guy?
Davis: Yeah. He looks a little different when he isn’t running away.
Frank: Hey, man, this guy was gonna kill me.
Davis: What are you talking about “was”? Whole lot of time left in the day.

Fred: That new mini-mall’s open. Looks nice, huh? Maybe I’ll take Charlie over here later. He needs new shoes again. Kid’s growing like a weed.

Davis: Flower Guy. Which one of your knee caps is your least favorite?
Frank: Somebody! Help!
Davis: I guess I can just break ‘em both.

{to Frank}
Halsted: I won’t have anything to do with your case, but if I have any influence I’m going to see to it that you suffer.

Frank: You guys said you were gonna help me!
Davis: You tried to kill a judge, twice. There’s really not much we can do for you, sweet pea.
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Burns: I may be young, but Clarence Darrow couldn’t convince a jury this was rape.
Cruz: But it was!
Burns: And they took payment for it, never reported it, no rape kit, no physical evidence. I’m gonna DP this case until you can get more evidence.
Swersky: Cut him loose.
Monroe: No! Hang on. What do we tell the girls?
Burns: To get a new profession.
Cruz: This happened to me!
Burns: What?
Cruz: This happened to me, too...He raped me when I was undercover.
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{about the rape}
Swersky: God, Sergeant, how could you not report this?
Cruz: I am reporting it.

{about Cruz}
Bosco: What the hell did she do now?
Monroe: She didn’t do anything, Bosco.
Bosco: Oh, see that’s how it starts. That’s how she gets you. You don’t even know it’s happening.
Monroe: No, not this time.

Bosco: This isn’t Cruz, is it?
Swersky: Excuse me?
Bosco: I don’t want to be involved in anything she’s touched.

Cruz: Ever since the academy I was on my game. They wanted 25 push-ups, I gave ‘em 50. At the range they wanted a score of 80, I got 98. When I couldn’t climb over that wall I built one. I put one of those in my backyard so that I could practice.

Cruz: I bet they’re adding a “breasts and badges don’t mix” chapter to that patrol guide.

Cruz: I should’ve fought harder.
Monroe: None of this was your fault. None of it. You gotta know that.

{to Warner}
Bosco: You raped Sergeant Cruz? That’s a New York City Police Officer.
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Bosco: Looks like you guys are gonna have to take it from here. Just my luck, I got a flat.
Cruz: Take what?
Bosco: I have a prisoner transport.
Monroe: You don’t have a flat.
Bosco: Oh. It’s a slow leak.
{Bosco sticks a knife into the tire}

{to Warner}
Cruz: You are gonna pay for this. Trust me.

Yokas: You know that mini-mall that we passed today? You said that it looked nice.
Fred: Yeah?
Yokas: There was a guy that came out front. He went over to the pay phone only he never dialed. He never put any money in. He was pretending to use the phone. Which means that there was probably a squad parked nearby. And then on the other end of the parking lot there was this Redneck-looking guy and he sold a small baggie to these two Hispanic teenagers that were in this tan car with out-of-state plates. And then this woman comes out the store and she has a coat on that’s way too big and hot for this weather. And she’s real heavy around the middle but her legs are skinny. So I’m guessing that she probably boosted that store for all the swag that she could get up that coat.
Fred: We only looked at it for a second.
Yokas: You know what I didn’t see? I didn’t see a nice, new store where we could buy our son a pair of shoes.
Fred: I’ll take him somewhere else.
Yokas: I’m saying that we didn’t see the same thing. I’m not the same person I was...before the job. Before I became the police.
Fred: Faith...
Yokas: I just don’t like who I am anymore.
Fred: Oh, honey...
Yokas: Can we just get out of here? Just us, just the family. We could just go away somewhere. Just get out of here. Just get out of the city.
Fred: Okay, okay. All right, honey. Yeah, we’ll go away.
Yokas: Good, ‘cause I have to.

Cruz: That was um, that was nice, you calling and all.
Bosco: Yeah. Next time, before I push the knife in, remind me who’s gonna have to change that damn tire.
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Bosco: You want to get something to eat, or something?
Cruz: Would you be asking me that if it was Tuesday? {they look at each other} Just pretend it’s Tuesday.
{Cruz starts to walk away}
Bosco: You didn’t deserve what happened to you.

{Halsted rides up on a motorcycle}
Halsted: Do you know how long it has been since I’ve gone for a ride?
Sully: I would have guessed “forever.”

{at the prison}
Prisoner: Your name Warner?
Warner: Yeah. Who are you? Guard!
Prisoner: Got a little message for you. From Sergeant Cruz.
{two prisoners begin beating Warner as he screams for a guard}