Sara Sandoval: I might not know who I am but I know who I'm not, I'm not someone who lets her country down.
Quentin Cooke: Besides, you're not alone.
Sara Sandoval: Right. A gun-happy farm girl, an ugly dog, a wet-behind-the-ears cop and a spoiled brat. What a team.
Sara Sandoval: Quentin, look at me! I was raised to be a spoiled lady, not a renegade. One minute I think I have all the answers, and the next I am crying for a manicure. I am lost out here.
Quentin Cooke: Hola. Are you Padre Pablo?
Padre Pablo: Yes.
Quentin Cooke: May I come in?
Padre Pablo: No.
Quentin Cooke: I thought the house of God was open to all people at all times.
Padre Pablo: It is. But God is not at home right now. He is down the road at the orphanage.
Tyler Jackson: Always count your bullets, senoritas.
