Macy: Why would you want to have sex six times in one day? I mean, come on, we're people not Bunnies.
Lily: Dr.Macy said Bunnies.
Woody: Any way to tell her age from the autopsy?
Bug: Sure, I'll just cut her open and count the rings.
Woody: You could have simply said no.
Woody: Let's not jump to any hasty conclusions here. If I was looking for the wack-a-doo conspiracy version I would have called Jordan in.
Nigel: I am some how both flattered and insulted by that.
Mr. Hummer: He will be preserved until his condition is reversible.
Dr. Nigel Townsend: His condition is dead.
Mr. Hummer: Man, you people are like a broken record.
Nigel: Look, I don't know how much you know about Jordan, but-.
Jordan: She's an enormous pain in the ass.
Jordan: Is this the part where I'm supposed to apologize too?
Garrett: Didn't want to ask the impossible.
Det. Cruz: You and I are on the same street, you know. Just different sides.
Jordan: That doesn't make us pals. So far - not a big fan.
Det. Cruz: Don't worry. I grow on people.
Jordan: So does fungus.
Macy: I really don't like you.
DA Rene Walcott: Right back at you.
Macy: I mean not at all.
DA Rene Walcott: I get it. Just kiss me.
Dr. Peter Winslow: So... We're looking for a missing girl and a guy who doesn't exist. Hmmm... That's challenging.
Lily: Tell me about it.
Macy: Get your coat.
Dr. Peter Winslow: But it's pouring.
Macy: We're like the post office. Neither rain, nor sleet.
Lily: You have the sensitivity of a lizard.
Dr. Nigel Townsend: I paid seven homeless people to go dumpster diving for me.
Macy: Who's money did you use?
Dr. Nigel Townsend: Yours.
Dr. Nigel Townsend: So if I killed my husband, where would I stash the body?
Jordan: If you killed your husband you'd have to start in the closet.
Dr. Nigel Townsend: The bullet then continues up the arm to break the humerus, not very funny in this case.
Bug: I pulled tissue samples from John Doe and cross-referenced his biological data with local insect activity and came up with a time of death.
Jordan: That's my Bug.
Bug: Eleven days, four hours.
Detective Matt Seely: Four hours?
Bug: Well... Give or take.
Max: Tough age seventeen. They're right on the brink of being able to tell you to shove it and they know it.
Macy: That's right. Jordan must have been a handful at that age.
Max: With Jordan this stage started at eleven.
Macy: And when did it end?
Max: I'm still waiting.
Nigel: I'm so glad you decided to go undercover Woody. You're blending right in.
Woody: Sorry, I didn't get the memo. Did you sew those pants on yourself?
Macy: You okay, man?
Dr. Peter Winslow: Yeah. I'm just not used to working on bodies that are still bleeding.
Woody: Don't tell me that I missed something.
Bug: Okay, I won't. But you did.
Jordan: Hey Woods, whats it like kissing your sister?
