Alicia: "So, other people in the unit take these pills? In fact, isn't it an open secret that Adriphan is taken by almost everyone, from fighter pilots to...?"
Prosecution: "Objection, Your Honor! Calls for speculation."
Alicia: "Actually, I don't think it calls for much speculation at all..."
Kuhn: "Mrs. Florrick!"
Alicia: "My bad again."
Wendy Scott-Carr, with Dana & Cary as her heavies, visits Diane in her lovely, huge, well-appointed office.
WSC: "My parents always wanted me to take the corporate path..."
Diane: "But you were the rebel?"
WSC: "I tried being a defense attorney, but... I realized I didn't like guilty people."
WSC, disingenuous: "Not that you do..."
Diane, arch: "Oh no, I do. I love them. That's why I work here."
Dana, outside: "This isn't going to go well, is it?"
Cary: "Nope. This is where I sat when I was waiting to be fired, actually."
Dana, cutely: Takes out her gum and sticks it under the chair.
WSC: "Do you have children, Diane? Just kidding, I already know you don't. But anyway, I found the best way to raise mine was to tell them exactly what is expected of them, how they misbehaved, and what they have to do to get back in my good graces."
Diane: "I didn't even know you had graces, and suddenly I seem to be out of them..."
WSC: "Yeah, I was being condescending. That's kind of my deal. Actually, I was threatening Will."
Diane: "He's not here right now, maybe you could go fuck yourself and come back later."
WSC: "I'm leading an investigation into judicial bribery. There are three judges on the bench who are receiving payments in trade for their decisions."
Diane: "Oh my God, right here in River City? Prosecutors tend to treat accusations like facts."
WSC: "The narrative I'm building is that Will is some kind of bribery mastermind who arranges basketball games and there he introduces judges to bookies, teases them into betting addictions, and then trades those debts in for favors."
Diane: "You know how stupid this sounds."
WSC: "Yeah. But I'll still fuck you up with it. Listen, we know your hands are clean..."
Diane: "Really, bitch? How do 'we' 'know' that?"
WSC: "So we're doing this the hard way, huh? Fine, how about you demonstrate your hands are clean by turning on Will. How you like them apples?"
Diane: "I do not like them apples at all, Wendy Scott-Carr."