Luther Whitney: I'm your substitute driver tonight, Mr. Sullivan.
Luther Whitney: I've got to go have my pacemaker checked, it has been so exciting talking to you.
Luther Whitney: Remember, tomorrow is promised to no-one.
Seth Frank: You know who did it, don't you?
Luther Whitney: So do you. Check your phones.
Kate Whitney: But then you go to the police. That's what innocent people do. They go to the police.
Luther Whitney: Sure. And that young man who was just here, he'd believe me over the President, wouldn't he?
Kate Whitney: Well, why should I believe you?
Luther Whitney: Because I swear to you, Kate. I swear to you on Mattie's grave. Yeah, that's right. Your mother's grave, I'd kill myself before I lied about that.
Kate Whitney: Oh Jesus, Luther.
Luther Whitney: Yeah, I know.
Orville Boggs: Philo... Jordan said he'd give us 200 big ones if we scrap that Merc for him.
Philo Beddoe: Great. Clyde? Scrap the Merc.
Orville Boggs: Come on, Clyde! You got work to do.
Philo Beddoe: A hand out is what you get from the government, a hand up is what you get from a friend.
Orville Boggs: He killed two men last year.
Philo Beddoe: No. Only one.
Orville Boggs: So what? The other guy's lying someplace with nothin' below the neck but memories.
Buddy Noone: This goes on any longer, I want a raise.
Terry McCaleb: How 'bout Workman's Comp?
Buddy Noone: Who wants to go to the desert anyway?
Terry McCaleb: You go where the clues lead.
Buddy Noone: Don't they ever lead to the beach?
Terry McCaleb: If you can't protect the integrity of the system, then there is no system.
Terry McCaleb: Remember how you said I was your friend, and I could tell you the truth? Well I don't need you at all.
Robert Kincaid: This kind of certainty comes but once in a lifetime.
Coogan: Put your pants on, Chief.
Julie: Let me consult my files. I only handle young single girls.
Coogan: Yeah... me too.
Mike Milo: What's the Spanish word for "irony"?
Harry Callahan: Oh you can set yourself into a bonfire and we'll break out the marshmallows and the weenies but you ain't gonna be on News at Eleven.
Capt. Donnelly: 13,453 dollars and 63 cents. That's how much an unmarked squad car costs this department. That's the third goddamned car you trashed this month.
Harry Callahan: Lou Janero.
Capt. Donnelly: What?
Harry Callahan: It's his men who shot up the car, why don't you send him the bill?
Join the mailing list
Separate from membership, this is to get updates about mistakes in recent releases. Addresses are not passed on to any third party, and are used solely for direct communication from this site. You can unsubscribe at any time.
Check out the mistake & trivia books, on Kindle and in paperback.