- DCI Gill Murray: Karen Zalinski's got a PhD in clinical forensic psychology. 'Course shes scary.
- DCI Julie Dodson: Thank you.
- DCI Julie Dodson: Look at me, I'm shaking, I'm sweating. An hour in a cellar with four putrified corpses and I'm cool as a cucumber. Thirty seconds on the phone to Karen Zalinski and I'm a nervous wreck! Look at me, what's going on?
- DCI Gill Murray: You're ridiculous.
- DCI Julie Dodson: Oh sod off!
- DCI Gill Murray: Rob says Mitch remembered...
- DCI Julie Dodson: Is it just me? Does she not have this effect on everyone?
- DCI Gill Murray: It's just you. Mitch remembered, he was the exhibits officer on...
- DCI Julie Dodson: No, seriously?
- DCI Gill Murray: Seriously.
- DC Kevin Lumb: To be honest with you, I wasn't even trying that hard in the exam. 'Cause, to be honest with you, there's no future in it, is there?
- Sgt. Rob Waddington: Well...
- DC Kevin Lumb: The police.
- Sgt. Rob Waddington: Well, the...
- DC Kevin Lumb: Not under this government. And to be frank with you, with this bias towards...
- [whispering]
- DC Kevin Lumb: women.
- [loudly]
- DC Kevin Lumb: Yes! Some of us dare say it. People, hard-working, dedicated, like me, are always going to be at this disadvantage, aren't they? And this place is the worst, I'm telling you.
- [pointing at Gill's office]
- DC Kevin Lumb: I mean, she's got it in for me purely on the basis that I'm a bloke. She more or less told me. Four weeks ago, she said, Are you sure MIT is the right place for you, Kevin? And that Rachel, who hasn't got two brain cells to keep each other company, she's like flavour of the month, every day. Ain't she?
- [first lines]
- DC Janet Scott: [playing a London edition of Monopoly] Five hundred quid, Mum. Come on! It's not like you can't afford it.
- Dorothy Parsons: All right, seeing as it's you.
- Taisie Scott: Hang on, Mum. If you give me Regent Street, I'll let you off the whole 1,200, but, on condition, you don't sell Trafalgar Square to Granny.
- Dorothy Parsons: I'll give you 1,000 pounds, Janet, for Trafalgar Square.
- DC Janet Scott: [standing up to answer the doorbell] Let me off the 1,200, give me 500 cash, and I won't sell her Trafalgar Square.
- Taisie Scott: And I get Regent Street?
- DC Janet Scott: And you get Regent Street.
- Taisie Scott: Done.
- Dorothy Parsons: That's just petty, small-minded insider dealing.
- DCI Gill Murray: Oh! Do you remember Frankie Waddington?
- DC Janet Scott: No.
- DCI Gill Murray: Right. Well, his son is on a fast track. He's called Rob Waddington. He's lovely. He's just like Frankie and, this is the thing, he's going to be our new sergeant. You'll love him! Everybody loves him. When he smiles, it's like the sun coming out. I want to be his mother. Me! How nutty is that?
- DC Janet Scott: Okay.
- DCI Gill Murray: Well, I don't mean that literally, obviously. I mean, he tried it on with me a few times, did Frankie. Point of honour, he tried it on with everyone. But, you know, the feeling was never mutual.
- DC Janet Scott: [remembering] Frankie. Frankie Waddington. Hands everywhere.
- DCI Gill Murray: Bless. Anyway, Rob is arriving at twelve. Show him the ropes, bring him up to speed on all the jobs. He is wet behind the ears, no two ways, but he sailed through his sergeant's exams. And we do need to bear in mind, he'll be ACPO rank within ten or eleven years, so let's try to rise to the occasion.
- Helen Bartlett: Helen:
- [at Janet's house, haltingly]
- Helen Bartlett: He said... He said they'd had a fight, and he'd accidentally hit him harder than he meant to. Smacked his head against a wall. He made me help him, then he said I couldn't tell anyone about it. Because if I did, I'd be in just as much trouble as him. But then, y'know, over the years, I half-convinced meself it never happened, and that I'd dreamt it, made it up, imagined it. So, I just... I wanted to look. I wanted to know.
- DC Janet Scott: Helen, you can't stay here. I know that you haven't got any other family, but... You... You must have friends, a friend, someone.
- Helen Bartlett: [shakes her head] I was going down the bus station. But they followed me, the reporters. I asked them to leave me alone, but they wouldn't.
- DC Janet Scott: You should have gone to a police station.
- Helen Bartlett: [laughing bitterly] Yeah, right! You think that's happening!
- DC Janet Scott: That's where we're going now. Get your things.
- Helen Bartlett: I'm not going anywhere.
- DC Janet Scott: I'll contact Witness Protection. We'll try and sort you out a B&B or something.
- Helen Bartlett: Got no money.
- DC Janet Scott: Get your things.
- Helen Bartlett: Why don't I just stay here? Just tonight. It's warm.
- DC Janet Scott: No. It's inappropriate.
- Helen Bartlett: I'm not going anywhere else.
- DCI Gill Murray: I can't imagine a single person on this team who would talk to someone in the media.
- DSI Julie Dodson: Yeah, well, that's how they're going to get away with it, isn't it? That failure of your imagination.