NYPD

Will: "I'll call Hannah the second I'm done having this exact same conversation I had earlier. Thanks for the tip, Joanna."
Commishtable Donald: "Guess who I just got off the phone with."
Will: "Nate Silver? No homo, but that dude is adorable."
Donald: "No, Bud Selig? The Director of the FBI? He's golf buddies with Robert Bowers and he's pissed we're harassing..."
Will: "These one-percenters! They get away with anything! They buy the expensive tickets at Disneyland and just waltz right past ya!"
Gabe: "It's that darn Edward Bowers, see? Why I oughtta..."
Donald: "Oh my God, stop with the Edward Bowers all the time. We get it. Look, where are we at from before when we had this same meeting?"
Will: "Nowhere. We still don't know Vivian's whistle-blower or her babydaddy. But I have a lead on Robert's former assistant and mistress, a real horrible gal named Hannah."
Donald: "The stakes have never been higher! For some reason."
Will: "Hold on, I have to take this call and then run out of the room screaming."

THE ME

Is ruling it an accidental overdose, which would shut down the whole FBI case, because it's a toss-up and he doesn't need the extra paperwork. The ME is very sassy, with some good lines in there.

Will: "But what about the ligature marks on her wrists, the...?"
ME, verbatim: "I'm not saying she didn't have a rough night, I'm saying there's no evidence to suggest that anything that happened to her was against her will."
Will: "The bruises on her chest? The EMTs said they didn't do CPR because of her extreme deadness."
ME, again verbatim: "Not everything is a homicide, FBI Guy."
Will: "Well, did you check her blood gas tests for being chemically subdued? Please do not put this on the books until you do that."
ME: "You are the worst. Stop making me do my job."

UPSTAIRS @ BOWERS RESIDENCE

Joanna: "You know, we can smell you smoking all the way downstairs. Here, let me help you rig up a filter so you can smoke in peace. It's what a big sister would do."
Mia: "Thanks for helping me out with my teenage rebellion. You can be kind of cool."
Joanna: "What's cool are these photographs you like to take. And these, your sister's same brand of cigarettes."
Mia: "My sister's pack of cigarettes. Which, since she was pregnant, have got to be several months old and totally foul."
Joanna: "Pregnant, you say? By whom?"
Mia: "Some guy named Ben, I only met him like one time. They were very much in love."
Joanna: "So you think she was murdered?"
Mia: "Actually yes. I remember one time we were getting stalked by a guy on a motorcycle and she pulled me into Barneys until they closed. It was awesome."
Joanna: "We both loved her. Let us bond."
Mia: "She was my best friend, basically. She pissed a lot of people off."
Joanna: "She always fought. If she didn't like the way the wind was blowing, then she changed it. I just made up that saying."