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The Real Deal

Blair: Simon! Simon! Come on. What was your favorite '70s detective show?

Simon: You're kidding me, right?

Jim and Blair: Shaft.

Simon: "That cat shaft with a bad mother..."

Jim: Another tip, Vince? You know, the last tip nearly cost me my badge.

Simon: You remember that, don't you, Vince? Airport...drug deal...turned out to be baby powder.

Jim: So, what'll it be? A little, uh, a little German? How about that-that German place? Um...

Blair: I can't eat there. You know that. They got animal heads all over the wall. I can't eat with an audience. Come on. Uh... Charlie's. Charlie's. They got a Vince deal sandwich on the menu.

Jim: What would that be? Pickled liver on rye?

Megan: Is he doing his sentinel bit now?

Blair: Shh!!! Quiet! I can't believe I told you that.

Megan: You really didn't have a choice, Sandy.

Megan: Sandy, are you jealous?

Blair: Jealous? Me? No! Come on. No. I'm just...I'm concerned, all right... I don't want you falling for an image.

Megan: Oh, really? Well, at least he has one.

Blair: Hey... what do you think of my image?

Jim: Your image?

Blair: Be gentle.

Jim: I don't know. Cut your hair. Run for president. I'll vote for you. I don't care.

Blair: Look, you need some protection, just for a couple of days.

Vince: A safe house?

Blair: Uh, not exactly. I'll be right back, unless you hear some gunfire.

Jim: I'm trying to love it, but I just wish it wasn't raw in the middle.

Blair: Mine's burnt.

Jim: What are we? The three little bears, Vince?

Blair: How long do we have to keep this up?

Megan: Well, I don't imagine Anthony's the talkative type.

Blair: You know, we've been quiet for quite some time now, maybe you should scream or something.

Megan: Me? What makes you think Anthony's that talented? I think you should scream.

Blair: Me? I definitely think Anthony can make you scream.

Megan: What's wrong?

Blair: You bit my lip when you kissed me out there.

Megan: Yeah?

Blair: Yeah.

Megan: Just trying to make it convincing.

Blair: Well, I'd say you did.

Vince: Remember the last episode of Braddock's Way?

Jim: Yeah, the cliffhanger. It was supposed to be continued next season.

Vince: There wasn't any next season. Braddock was framed, stripped of his license, and back on the bottle. That's where my big mouth left him, twisting in the wind.

Jim: Yeah, my mouth's gotten in the way a couple of times, too, Vince.

Bentley: So, what are your influences, huh? Turner? Maybe, uh...Manet? If it's Van Gogh, I can help out with the ear thing.

Blair: Well, actually, I'm into the abstract expressionists.

Shannon: Who are you?

Megan: Inspector Conner with the Major Crimes unit, but he's not a cop. Just a civilian consultant. Let him go, and I'll give you the rest.

Blair: Nice try, Megan. I'm Detective Jim Ellison. She's just a local actress and not doing a very good job, I might add. I'll let you know what you want to know. You just let her walk.

Vince: I owe it all to you, Jim. Uh, you know, uh, just for fun, I knew a couple of the writers. I had them write in a small role for you. Just a couple of lines.

Jim: Detective Madison is a stroke of genius.

Simon: "Gruff, belligerent, head hard as a rock."

Vince: What can I say? Typecasting, eh?

Jim: Yeah, you're my hero, Vince.

Simon: Mm-hmm. You know, I don't see us in here.

Blair: I don't see us, either. We need to talk to the writers.

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