Quotes

Calaca [1.02]

Lt. Wade: I'm sorry, am I interrupting your snack time? Det. Cooper: [yogurt cup in one hand, spoon in the other] I'm just topping off my good bacteria, boss. You've got good and bad bacteria in your stomach and they're at war. Lt. Wade: [takes yogurt and hurls it into wastebasket] Yeah? Well now they're in the trash.

Rio [1.03]

Can you guys stop throwing your pussies at my co-worker?

Rio [1.03]

[upon seeing guy she met the night before] What are you doing here? I can't have sex at work!

The Beast [1.05]

Fausto: [in Spanish] What the hell is a serial killer? Henchman: [in Spanish] Someone who kills lots of people. Fausto: [in Spanish] Lots of people kill lots of people... Soldiers... Terrorists... Presidents... You think I'm a serial killer? Henchman: [in Spanish] No way, boss. Fausto: [in Spanish] I kill lots of people. Henchman: [in Spanish] You're a businessman.

The Beast [1.05]

Sonya: You do a lot of drugs, don't you? Daniel: Pfft... [sees she is serious]... What? Sonya: Why? Daniel: I'm not telling you that... [pause] 'Cause they're there... And they're fun... And they make you hate yourself just a little bit less.

ID [1.06]

Hank: [enjoying his burger, he pauses between mouthfuls] Pretty damn good, isn't it? Gina: [also eating, nods her head in agreement] Really. Sonya: [picking at her burger] I don't like burgers. Hank: [stops chewing] Well that's un-American. [gestures towards her plate] Eat your freedom fries.

ID [1.06]

Ray: Okay...a basement. [Charlotte unlocks padlock and opens door] What's in there...sex dungeon? Charlotte: Mexico Ray: Shit! I'm guessing this was Carl's idea? Drugs? Charlotte: Immigrants. We were broke. I didn't know. Ray: What's on the other end? Charlotte: A crazy psychotic bitch.

Destino [1.07]

Graciela: Do you have an opinion about oral sex? [begins to disrobe] Ray: Ah yeah. It's ahhh, it's cool. Graciela: [continues to disrobe] I prefer it. Ray: Some ladies do. Graciela: This will be our arrangement moving forward. Ray: So is that a yes on the guns? Graciela: [faces him, spread eagle] Depende. Ray: Is this a cartel thing? Graciela: Callate. Ray: Okay then.

Vendetta [1.08]

[about Sonya] Oh, horse shit, Hank! I mean, I'm sorry but there's gotta be a limit to how much we indulge our village idiot savant here.