Security Sergeant Montone: Nelson, we're talking about nuclear detonators here. You don't just "lose" them and then "find" them. You lose your comb and then find it, but not detonators. Now I want to know where they were found, and who found them. You get my drift?
Lazarus: That's pretty good. Playing by yourself and losing. I'd join you in this dumb game if I could play sitting down. Yes, I'm well, thank you. Been pretty busy. Seems there's some kind of 'flu' going around. You have no idea the number of workers who are going to be sick this Sunday.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: What about you? Are you going to be sick this Sunday?
Lazarus: If you're looking for sterling character you're in the wrong place.
Security Officer Slater: Some cupcake named "Cane" decided that he didn't need an environment suit. They're still sponging him off the elevator walls.
Station Manager Sheppard: Did you really destroy the entire shipment?
Marshal William T. O'Neil: Yes.
Station Manager Sheppard: You do have a flair for the dramatic.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: Are you Dr. Lazarus?
Lazarus: Yes. Take two aspirin and call me in the morning. That's a doctor joke.
Lazarus: You know, you haven't your medical all-star here. Company doctors are like ship's doctors. Most are just one shuttle flight ahead of a malpractice suit.
Security Sergeant Montone: Now don't get your nose out of joint.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: What was that all about?
Security Sergeant Montone: It's just his way. A little ceremony for the good folk.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: I don't like his way.
Security Sergeant Montone: Yeah, well don't mess with him.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: He's an asshole.
Security Sergeant Montone: He's a very powerful asshole! Don't mess with him.
Lazarus: Your wife is one stupid lady. You wanna go and get drunk?
Marshal William T. O'Neil: Yes.
Lazarus: At least you have some sense left.
Station Manager Sheppard: You know, I misjudged you. You're not stupid. You're crazy. You think you've caused more than an inconvenience here? Is that what you think? Why don't you go home and polish your badge. You're dealing with grown-ups here.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: Whoever sent you that shipment is going to be mad that you lost it. Grown-ups don't have a sense of humor.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: How deep are you in?
Security Sergeant Montone: Not too deep... I'm paid to look the other way.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: I get it. You don't do anything bad, you just don't do anything good, right?
Lazarus: Don't misconstrue this. I'm not displaying character. Just temporary insanity.
Dr. Marian Lazarus: 28 in the last six months.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: I wonder how many in the six months before that.
Dr. Marian Lazarus: 24. I've got initiative.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: Well. Good for you.
Dr. Marian Lazarus: Wanna know how many in the six months before that? Two.
Marshal William T. O'Neil: Are you sure?
Dr. Marian Lazarus: I'm unpleasant, I'm not stupid. Of course I'm sure! I can count.
Dr. Marian Lazarus: Almost everybody here doesn't have both oars in the water as far as I'm concerned. Why people "suddenly" start to lose their marbles in greater numbers is not so mystifying. I don't know why more of them didn't do it sooner.
Rudd: You're supposed to protect us! You're the police! It's your job! Where are your men?
Marshal William T. O'Neil: My men? My men are shit.
