Dr. Bolin: You truly are a trobuled person.
Hunter: Well, you should be the expert on mental disorders, being as screwed up as you are.
Hunter: Ya need a date?
Dee Dee: Yeah. You got somebody in mind who doesn't look like a cop?
Hunter: Uh, wait a minute now. You look more like a cop than I do.
Dee Dee: Hunter, if you looked any more like a cop, they'd give you a TV series where you got to play one.
Hunter: Works for me.
Hunter: I know your father married your mother when you and she had nothing. He brought you to this country, gave you a good home, loved you... and when you got in trouble he called mel.
Ben: Yeah... yeah... why you? Why not some other cop?
Hunter: Because he knew I was the only one that would help you.
Ben: But he told me he never met you before.
Hunter: He was telling you the truth, Ben. He'd never met me before... but your mother had. I'm your father, Ben.
Dee Dee: Boy, this really fries my eggs.
Lloyd Fredericks: It was a setup, and I want a polygraph.
Sergeant Brad Navarro: You shut your mouth, or you're gonna need Poly-GRIP.
Dee Dee: Did you hear that gunshot?
Hunter: That wasn't a gunshot. It was a branch that had fallen off a tree due to the insurmountable weight of the snow that landed upon it.
Ben: All these years, I wondered who you were, what you were like. I wondered if I was anything like you. I just wanted to know who my father was.
Hunter: Well, now you know. You should also know that you've had a father for the past 17 years. A good man. A man that's loved you, raised you, given you a good home, worried about you. I think that's a pretty good definition of fatherhood.
Curguyan Consulate General: I must confess. I am totally addicted to your detective shows on television.
Hunter: Can you imagine what it's like to sit there for two days and answer personal questions about your sex life?
Dee Dee: Yeah, it's like that every time I go to visit my mother.
Hunter: Captain? Do you know how many officers have been killed because they were too busy firing warning shots?
