“For your file...in case you decide to be angry with me.”

“If the virus that infected your computer deleted one or more of your files, and you don’t have copies of those files elsewhere, they may be irretrievably gone”

“Are you out of your princely wits?"What's he? Let me have his beard sawed off and his eyebrows filed more civil!”

“Cold case or not, the case was technically still open, never closed. These files should have been totally off limits to him. Gabe was risking his job by giving him this. “Wow, I had no idea you’d give me the keys to the kingdom. Thank you.”“If you can find anything new about this case, I will kiss you in front of the squad room. On the lips. Hell, find something actionable and I just may give you a hand job.”“Not a blow job?”“Don’t push it.”

“Remember in elementary school you were told that in case of fire you have to line up quietly in a single file from smallest to tallest? What is the logic in that? What, do tall people burn slower?”

“Tell me Ignatius B., who has broken your heart and left you so angry?”