- Ray Vecchio: Okay, we've saved his life in thirty seconds. Now what?
- Constable Benton Fraser: You take the big one, I'll take the bigger one.
- Ray Vecchio: Fraser, there's three of them! Can't I just shoot 'em?
- Constable Benton Fraser: Not unless you want to blow up thirty-two tons of jet fuel.
- Constable Benton Fraser: What is it saying?
- Ray Vecchio: What?
- Constable Benton Fraser: Your hair, what's it saying?
- Ray Vecchio: At the moment?
- Constable Benton Fraser: Yes.
- Ray Vecchio: Well, let's see.
- [looks at his reflection in a napkin dispenser]
- Ray Vecchio: It's straight and slicked back, so I guess it's got that mess-with-me-and-you're-dead style - good for the job. The contouring around the ears; that's unexpected. That says watch out, this guy might be dangerous. And then the feathering around the back - that's a nod to the female demographic. So what's it saying? I guess basically it's saying, deadly and dangerous, but not afraid to cry.
- Constable Benton Fraser: Ah.
- [picks up the napkin dispenser]
- Constable Benton Fraser: What does my hair say?
- Ray Vecchio: Oh, that's not hair, Fraser, that's a pelt.
- Constable Benton Fraser: Oh.