Ties That Bind
Trey: (at the crime scene) Wanna grab some coffee. It’s not like she’s going anywhere.
Jordan: Is that supposed to be funny?
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Trey: It’s hard to believe someone could do something like this
Jordan: It kind of pisses you off doesn’t it?
Trey: Actually ya it does.
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Lily: Lots of docs ask me to steer the really cool cases their way. When something really twisted comes in you’re my first call… and I ask for so little in return.
Bug: (looks around) Fine…(sings his song)
Lily: I could watch you do that all day.
Bug: Ha ha.. Where is he?
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Lily: (hands Garret 2 books) Dr. Cavanaugh told me you were into poetry.
Garret: (looks around and half-smiles) She did?
Lily: The other book is blank. It’s for your own stuff. I bet you’re amazing.
Garret: Well I…. Thank you (walks into office and Jordan is there) What the hell are you doing?
Jordan: I was searching missing persons sites for a match on my Jane doe
Garret: don’t play dumb Jordan… it doesn’t suit you
Jordan: Kinda early in the morning for splinter level 10 garret, even for you.
Garret: Listen to me, I’m a very private person alright? Now on those rare, misguided occasions that I share personal information with you is it too much not to expect to have it broadcast over radio free Jordan??
Jordan: Oh… you’re talking about your new gal pal.
Garret: What are you talking about?
Jordan: Oh c’mon Garret, she’s cute, she’s fun and despite those qualities, she actually likes you.
Garret: Look, I don’t know what planet you’re from but here on earth we have something called sexual harassment law.
Jordan: (laughs) Garret…she is so not gonna sue you.
Garret: You got that right. (Trey walks in)
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Prison lady: this is a level 5 institution. We house over 800 convicted murderers and rapists.
Jordan: Well, I guess we won’t be hurting for suspects.
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Jordan: What time is it?
Evelyn: 6:30.
Jordan: And this is your normal vacuuming time?
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Evelyn: You go back to sleep
Jordan: No no, I’m up. I have to be at work in *looks at her watch* 3 hours anyway.
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Jordan: Wood shop? If I’m cutting up a body, sounds like a good place to start.
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Nigel: Cops figure he was trying to rig himself up to the light fixture, fell off the bed (laughs) smashed his head on the coffee table.
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Jordan: (to Trey) That’s a sweet outfit, you got a date?
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Jordan: (at the club) So I’ve been meaning to ask you something
Trey: What’s that?
Jordan: Just why is it exactly that you don’t date white women.
Trey: (Jordan dancing in front of him) It’s funny but at the moment I can’t really remember.
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Nigel: (on the phone with Jordan) Where are you?
Jordan: Out
Nigel: Wait… are you dancing?
Jordan: Just tell me!
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Garret: Morning…I just spoke to the deputy commissioner of the department of corrections. She called to thank me for our generous help with that DNA dragging up at Develin yesterday.
Jordan: Actually about that Garret…
Garret: Naturally, being the crack administrator that I am, I pretended to know what the hell she was talking about cause I can’t for the life of me remember authorizing 200 of our DNA kits.
Trey: you never asked him?
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Jordan: We caught the guy isn’t that what matters?
Garret: What matters Dr. Cavanaugh is you show some respect for protocol.
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Garret: (talking to the dead man’s widow) Well I guess you proved them wrong.
Mrs. Flynn: A lot of good it did me, they’re all dead.
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Jordan: Ok just admit there’s something going on with you and Lily and I’ll let it go (Garret doesn’t look up) Still pissed about the DNA kits?
Garret: No no, you got lucky. You were buried deep in the rubble of the earthquake of my day.
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Max: I’m just trying to remember the last time you told me I was right.
Jordan: Don’t get used to it.
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Lily: I heard she OD on the same drug that she used on her husband.
Garret: That’s right.
Lily: Wow that’s so beautiful.
Garret: Beautiful?
Lily: To love someone so much, for so long, then at the end it’s like your both living one life. To know that once that person is gone, you can’t help but cease to exist. What’s more beautiful then that?
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Bug: Big problem, Horton’s wife flew in from Illinois to ID the body.
Nigel: Huh…Well better use your bedside manner.