Wayne Rigsby: There's nobody here. We can lock the door. Nobody's looking.Wayne Rigsby: Come on.Grace Van Pelt: We're on duty.Wayne Rigsby: Yeah. I know. Totally wrong.Wayne Rigsby: Come on.
D.D.A. Osvaldo Ardiles: We're dropping charges against Lawrence Rome.Kimball Cho: I see.D.D.A. Osvaldo Ardiles: Now, personally I think the alibi is bogus, but we had to interview the store owner again. Now he says, uh, maybe his ID was wrong. Maybe it wasn't Lawrence Rome. Whole thing's gone down the toilet. We had an agreement.Kimball Cho: I agreed I shouldn't help. Didn't say I wouldn't.D.D.A. Osvaldo Ardiles: From now on, you get nothing from the D.A.'s office. No favors, no help. Not just you, but every agent in this unit. You have screwed things for your people, my friend. Six months from now, Lawrence Rome'll be back inside for ripping off another liquor store, his kid'll be be back in foster care, and the South Side Mafia will be stronger than ever.Kimball Cho: You're wrong.D.D.A. Osvaldo Ardiles: You want to bet on that?
Psychiatrist: Grace, somebody you trusted and loved betrayed you. Betrayed you so badly you had to take his life. That needs to be talked about.Grace Van Pelt: It could've been worse. I could've married him.
Wayne Rigsby: This is exactly the kind of stuff that Boss was talking about. She didn't okay this at all, did she?Patrick Jane: So shoot me.