Wayne Rigsby: Not bad. Your delivery was a bit wooden.Kimball Cho: Wooden? Me? Yeah, and you're Marlon Brando.
Teresa Lisbon: What's that?Patrick Jane: Fireworks.Teresa Lisbon: Fireworks?Patrick Jane: It's the end of Ramadan. They're celebrating.Teresa Lisbon: Fireworks. Beautiful.Patrick Jane: Yeah. It is beautiful. You thought it was a bomb, didn't you?Teresa Lisbon: No, I didn't.Patrick Jane: Yes, you did.Teresa Lisbon: I did not.Patrick Jane: You did.
It's lovely to meet you doc, you're a horse's ass, but you mean well. I'll be in van.
Raymond tubbs: You don't understand there's *honor* among us race warriors. Loyalty. Brotherhood.Kimball Cho: Yeah. Right.Raymond tubbs: What do you mean "Yeah. Right?"Kimball Cho: It means you're wasting my time. There are no arayan warriors out there awaiting your orders. You're a sad little man alone in box, living on delusions of grandieur.
