Doc: You know what they say: People in glass houses sink sh-sh-ships. 
Rocco: Doc, I gotta buy you, like, a proverb book or something. This mix'n'match shit's gotta go. 
Doc: What? 
Connor: A penny saved is worth two in the bush, isn't it? 
Murphy: And don't cross the road if you can't get out of the kitchen. 
  
  
Detective Greenly: These guys are miles away by now, but if you wanna beat your head against a wall, then here's what you're looking for: they're scared, like two little bunny rabbits. Anything in a uniform or flashing blue lights is gonna spook 'em, okay? So the only thing we can do is put a potato on a string and drag it through South Boston, "Thanks for coming out!" 
[Murphy and Connor walk into the station and Smecker sees them] 
Murphy: You'd probably have better luck with a beer. 
Connor: Aye, you would. 
Detective Greenly: Aw, fuck. 
Paul Smecker: Hey, Greenly. Onion bagel, cream cheese.