Adrian Mosca: Uh sure. CBI? No problem. Uh look, I'm in my skivies. So uh, give me a second to get presentable okay?Kimball Cho: Think he's going to put his pants on before he hits the window?Wayne Rigsby: No, I do not.
Teresa Lisbon: Hey, Cho.Kimball Cho: Hey.Teresa Lisbon: You got a minute?Kimball Cho: What's up?Teresa Lisbon: I got offered a job... in DC.Kimball Cho: You gonna take it?Teresa Lisbon: I don't know. Maybe. Don't tell anybody, all right?Kimball Cho: Okay. It'd be a great move, though.Teresa Lisbon: You think?Kimball Cho: Absolutely. You remember the first day we worked together?Teresa Lisbon: Sure.Kimball Cho: I almost quit.Teresa Lisbon: Really? Why?Kimball Cho: RigsbyKimball Cho: And then I saw the way you worked. I knew I had to stay. I wouldn't be where I am today if it weren't for you. Whatever decision you make, it's been an honour.
Kimball Cho: Listen boss.Teresa Lisbon: Don't call me "boss." I'm not your boss. You're my boss.
Grace Van Pelt: Preliminary forensics report. There were no useable prints on the teapot or bowl. Well, except for Jane's prints.Wayne Rigsby: Smudging finger prints. Drinking evidence. He's like a drunk uncle.