M.J. Monahan:
Nobody in this department has ever worked a serial case before.
Lt. Quinn:
Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, Whoa, I have.
M.J. Monahan:
The Zodiac, right?
Lt. Quinn:
That's right.
M.J. Monahan:
Did anyone ever catch the Zodiac, sir, or did he die of old age?
Helen:
Fuck you.
Peter:
What?
Helen:
You heard me, you little twerp. Do you think I'm afraid of you?
Peter:
I know you are.
Helen:
I know all about you. You're just a sad, second rate, boring, impotent little copycat.
[
laughter]
Peter:
Watch it bitch or I will slice that smile off your face, do you hear me?
Helen:
Daryll Lee couldn't get it up either.
Peter:
DO YOU HEAR ME?
Helen:
[
spits in Peter's face]
Peter:
OK, I see Helen. Nice try. You wanna know a little secret? Huh? I'm on to your trick. I won't kill you fast no matter how much you're gonna want me to.
Daryll Lee Cullum:
I beg your pardon? Your panties!
Daryll Lee Cullum:
Why don't you say a you and me have a little bit of fun?
Peter:
Hey Helen, it looks like I cured your agoraphobia!
Helen:
I'm not on duty - neither is my brain.
Helen:
[
annoyed by an offgoing car alarm system] Just steal the car and go!
Daryll Lee Cullum:
I'm death and life to you, doc... death and life.
Peter:
Don't you ever get tired... Of being a day late and a dollar short?
M.J. Monahan:
[
after the killer hacked her internet address and shows his next victim] Do you remember what she looked like?
Helen:
Yes. She looked like a girl. She looked like a million other girls. I barely saw her.
Helen:
[
laughing maniacally] Put up your dukes!
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