Jeff Blue: See Mommy picking the big lock? Someday, when you're a big girl, she'll teach you how to pick locks. Of course, she may still be picking this one.
Jeff Blue: Damn! Nothing but money.
Muerte: My name is Muerte, my name is death.
Lt. Theodore 'Ted' Sawyer: What just happened here?
Jeff Blue: I'd say it was a domestic disturbance.
Lt. Theodore 'Ted' Sawyer: A domestic disturbance?
Jeff Blue: Yeah like on the Honeymooners. You remember how Ralph used to fight with Alice.
Det. Sgt. Halsey: I don't recollect Ralph using semi-automatic weapons.
Jane Blue: But Norton sometimes did. And Mrs. Manacotti on the third floor, wow what a temper.
Frank: You said you'd help out a little.
Jeff Blue: Novacek's not "a little," Frank. She's a psycho.
Jeff Blue: Growing up on the mean streets.
Lt. Theodore 'Ted' Sawyer: What mean streets? You're from Nebraska.
Jeff Blue: You should have seen these guys, complete amateurs. Biggest risk was I'd fall down laughing and hurt myself.
Jeff Blue: You can go home and clean up, Lieutenant. It's over.
Sawyer: No plans to invade Cuba while you're in the neighborhood?
Jeff Blue: FBI! You're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. If you give up that right you may talk, sing, dance, impersonate Elvis or anything else you like. You have the right to an attorney. If you're broke and can't afford one, tough shit! Now get in the car you suspected felon you.
Mr. Ferderber: Wait, wait. What am I being charged with?
Jeff Blue: That's for me to know and you to find out.
Lt. Theodore 'Ted' Sawyer: Oh, cute baby! Boy or girl?
Jeff Blue: Gosh, I hope so.
Frank: The FBI thinks it's organized crime.
Jane Blue: Ah, the FBI thinks everything is organized crime.
Lt. Theodore 'Ted' Sawyer: You think you're smarter than we are.
Jeff Blue: Oh, not much.