Michael: Is this because of the case I’m investigating? You know it’s my job to enforce the law no matter what, right?
Max: I get that. That’s what I told them.

Faith: The reason I’m assigned to this case, Detective, is because a man was murdered, and you said out loud to multiple people, including the murder victim’s parole officer, ‘There is a special place in hell for that dead rat bastard.'
Michael: He was a child sex offender. Everyone was thinking it!

I bet. Stirring up those memories can be dangerous.

Angie: So what do you want me to do?
Michael: I want you to stop thinking like a mentor and start thinking like a detective.

Sometimes, we don’t even have all the answers. Your mom is just going away long enough to take care of herself, and then she can come home and be with us again. Then, we’ll take care of each other because that’s how this family works.

Angie: And now our valet is saying she was murdered?
Michael: Yes, he was the first one at the scene, and apparently, Margarita’s dying words were that bitch pushed me.

Hey, my partner’s pain is none of your business.

Micheal: People make mistakes, Max, like you not doing your science project. It can be fun to shirk your responsibilities, but if you keep doing that, things that do matter end up slipping away from you.
Max: Then what?
Michael: Then, you fix it.

Franklin: Why don’t you stop treating this as a murder investigation and talk to her like a grown-up?
Michael: Right. If I do that, she’ll think I don’t trust her.
Franklin: Well, you don’t.

Michael: Really? It’s true?
Gina: I can’t do this here. I have to go. We’ll talk tonight.