- Detective Mare Sheehan: When you're up at the altar preaching to the congregation, you ever get the feeling no one's listening?
- Father Dan Hastings: Every single day.
- Detective Mare Sheehan: [about her husband] And since when is he a fucking cook?
- Father Dan Hastings: He just needed a good woman to bring out the best in him.
- Detective Mare Sheehan: What are you doing up?
- Helen Fahey: Uh, my legs are acting up again... I feel like I got ants crawling through 'em... Don't ever get old... What's your excuse?
- Detective Mare Sheehan: My excuse?
- Helen Fahey: For walking in at 3:30 in the morning.
- Detective Mare Sheehan: Hey... You're living in my house now, remember?
- Helen Fahey: The hell's that supposed to mean?
- Detective Mare Sheehan: [sighs] It means I can come home at 3:30 a.m., drunk, high, or sideways if I want to, and not be made to feel I'm a fool.
- Helen Fahey: Oh, well, good for you, Mare.
- Detective Mare Sheehan: Yeah. It is good for me.
- Helen Fahey: You're a lot of things I don't like, but you're not a fool.
- Richard Ryan: [after sex] You don't have to rush off. You can stay, you know?
- Detective Mare Sheehan: Oh, that's... that's okay... I have to take my grandson to school tomorrow.
- Richard Ryan: You're a grandma?
- Detective Mare Sheehan: Did I fuck like a grandma?