EPISODE
GUIDE 
Night Train

Blair: It's a little bit of this, a little bit of that. It doesn't
matter.
Jim: Any illegal substances?
Blair: No, no. Come on. Maybe if you're in Zimbabwe they have restrictions on certain U.S. goods. Look at this. Check this out. Now, that stuff, that'll clean your sinuses.
Jim: Or clean a floor.
Blair: I got to say it. I'm
really beginning to take this personally. It's because I'm not a
real cop? Not part of your great fraternal brotherhood?
Jim: You're right. That's it.
Blair: Oh, man.
Jim: We're a cult. Every cop in the state of Washington is required to join this cult. Actually we have our secret headquarters under the Masonic Temple on 8th street.

Blair: Well, don't you think we should have some type of secret
password or something?
Jim: A secret password.
Blair: Yeah, so I know it's you.
Jim: All right. Well, why don't you say, "who is it?" and I'll say, "Ellison." and then you open the door.

Jim: I don't know. It might be a conflict of interest, huh? I
arrest the bad guys and you do everything you can to get them off.
Isabel: It would make for some interesting conversation.
Jim: Or we could just end up killing each other.
Blair: Oh, man. I might have to shoot somebody. Okay.

Blair: Hey. I'm just along for the ride. And as a matter of fact,
I may be reevaluating my whole situation very soon.
Isabel: Why? Do you think Ellison...
Blair: No. People can fall off a train without... Anyway, this is not your ordinary guy.
Jim: Let me have your gun.
Simon: Where's yours?
Jim: I gave it to Sandburg.
Simon: You what?!

Jim: I don't remember you being there.
Blair: Oh, what about when I was watching your back?
Jim: My back? I was pushed out a window. Where were you then?
Blair: Oh, oh, that's my fault?

Isabel: You know, together, you guys have everythingthat I've
been searching for in a man.
Blair: We do?
Jim: Oh, really?
Isabel: Now, if I could only find that man.
Blair: Damn. I really wanted
to get you back to the lab see if we could study this. You know,
you could take some more of that cold stuff in a controlled
environment, of course.
Jim: Okay.
Blair: Great.
Jim: Under one condition. You hang underneath a speeding train while I spend the night handcuffed to Isabel, huh?