- Mechanic: So, you're a cop?
- Det. Catherine Palmer: Yeah. You like that?
- Mechanic: Yeah. What do you work, vice?
- Det. Catherine Palmer: Homicide.
- Mechanic: That's a little weird, isn't it? I mean, you being a woman and all?
- Det. Catherine Palmer: [pause] What do you do?
- Mechanic: Mechanic. I fix things.
- Det. Catherine Palmer: Say you got an old lady, she comes into the shop. She's driving a '72 Chevy, she's hearing a little ticking noise. Turns out she's got a busted transmission, gonna cost her 2,000 bucks. Only thing is, she doesn't have any money. What are you gonna do?
- Mechanic: I'd say 'I don't fucking care.'
- Det. Catherine Palmer: You're looking at someone's mother, pal. And all you see is an old lady with a busted-up car and not enough cash. All I ever see... people's dead mothers. Just a name on a file... guy in a dumpster, girl in a landfill, little dead boy in a park. Can you fix that?
- Vickie Kittrie: Aren't you just a little bit curious?
- Det. Catherine Palmer: What do you wanna do take me to one of your dungeons?
- Vickie Kittrie: You'd be amazed of the use we can get out of simple kitchen utensils.
- Vickie Kittrie: Well I wasn't exactly faithful to Dorothy.
- Det. Catherine Palmer: Thats about the one thing we have found out in this investigation.
- Vickie Kittrie: Do you know what I think sex is?
- Det. Catherine Palmer: [realizing Vickie wants her] What?
- Vickie Kittrie: A thrill like sticking your head into the mouth of the only Lion in the cage thats totally unpredictable.