Faith (about arresting Mikey): What are you gonna tell your mother?
Bosco: I don't know. Maybe I'll tell her that it's time that we stopped pretending that he isn't a piece of trash.
Faith: Well, there are better ways.
Bosco: Yeah? Well, that's the way it presented itself today.
Faith: Bad Bosco, Good Pizza.
Faith: I'm going to an art opening.
Fred: You never want to go to stuff like that.
Faith: Well, you never want to spend the weekend with your hands on the back of a truck. See, we're growing.
Faith: If you don't like my ideas, why do you ask?
Bosco: I like your ideas! I'd just like them more if they were better!
Faith: What are you guys talking about?
Faith: I guess it was a short conversation.
Faith: You ate all the fries?
Bosco: I didn't think you wanted any.
Faith: Both bags?
Bosco: I thought you were dieting.
Faith: I'm eating a cheeseburger!
Yokas: Okay, let's talk about my sex life. Last night my husband was too drunk to get it up, and it's kinda bugging me, you know?
Bosco: Whoa. Whoa. That is a little more information than I needed to hear. Now I got a picture.
Yokas: No kidding.
Yokas: You wanna come over for dinner? Fred and the kids would love to see you.
Bosco: No they wouldn't.
Yokas: They'll get over it.
(Bosco is sitting on top of a garbage can, watching a drug dealer, waiting for him to make a deal)
Faith: What is your jones for this guy?
Bosco: I jacked him up four times since you were gone. I could never find his stash.
Faith: Yeah, well, no one seems interested in his wares today.
Bosco: Can you just give it some time?
Faith: Time? You've been up there forever. Don't you ever have to pee?
Bosco: Shh! (Faith rolls her eyes, Bosco sees the guy make a deal and finds out where his drugs are)
Faith: I wouldn't want you looking for me for anything. Ever.
Faith: Are you losin' weight?
Sully: Yeah, I guess, a little.
Faith: I can definitely tell. Definitely.
Sully: Yeah? Actually, I feel a lot better, too. You know, I have to think about getting some new clothes, too. Smaller clothes.
Faith: What, are you dieting?
Sully: Well, it's the Tatiana effect. She's feeding me better food, vegetables, fish, chicken. And we take these power walks, sometimes twice a day.
Bosco: Can you believe this, Davis? Before you ladies turn the discussion to deal-a-meals and thigh masters, do you mind letting me go to work?
Faith: You keep it up, Sully.
Sully: Yeah, I will, thanks Faith.
Davis: Uh huh.
Davis: Takin' power walks, huh?
Sully: Davis. In the car.
Davis: Now that you mention it, your ass is looking a tighter.
Davis: More toned, a little firmer.
Sully: In the car!