- Executive A.D.A. Ben Stone: I didn't hear you knock.
- Shambala Green: That's 'cause I didn't. If I'd have knocked, you would've heard it.
- Executive A.D.A. Ben Stone: I don't doubt that.
- Principal Babcock: Why don't you stick to police work, detective?
- Mike Logan: Why don't you stop trying to cover your ass, Mr. Babcock?
- Max Greevey: [to Didi Lowenstein's school principal] Now, Doc, let me tell you about our guidelines, okay? When someone, anyone- even a high-strung Puerto Rican lady, comprende?- thinks a child is being beaten, that person is supposed to report it to the authorities.
- Max Greevey: You think she beat the kid up?
- Mike Logan: I don't know. I know she's nuts. The way she lay there primping herself, you know, it just made me want to puke.
- Max Greevey: She has been slapped around pretty good. I'm not so sure she's to blame.
- Mike Logan: There are some women who provoke it. Come on, it's true. You think she cares diddly about those kids or anything else? Huh? Everything's a mirror to her. She holds a dying kid up to it and all she can see is herself and how it affects her. Now, you give her sympathy, she's gonna want to fight. You give her a fight, she's gonna want a kiss. You give her a kiss and I swear to God, she'll bite your tongue out.
- Max Greevey: You, uh, you saw this on "Oprah" or what?
- Mike Logan: My mother. Yeah. She always said she was cut out for something greater than being the wife of a cop from the Lower East Side. God, she was she was a bottomless pit. It was always, "Give me your undivided attention!" But when the old man couldn't take it anymore and gave her a whack, then she'd turn around and whack me. She always got this look in her eye, you know, and then I saw it coming. Now this witch in here, she's got that same look.
- Carla Lowenstein: What about my baby? Is he all right?
- Paul Robinette: He's okay. He's in a foster home until this thing gets resolved.
- Carla Lowenstein: Oh, Ezra.
- Paul Robinette: Yes, of course. What baby were you referring to? Your husband? Is that who you're thinking about at a time like this?
- Shambala Green: Carla, this is very serious.
- Carla Lowenstein: I know that! I'm accused of murdering my own daughter, isn't that it?
- Paul Robinette: Yes. Yes, you are. We have a witness who saw you roughing Dierdre up that night, but only you and your husband know which of you hit her. Maybe you didn't hit her. Maybe your husband...
- Carla Lowenstein: Nobody hit Didi.
- Paul Robinette: Okay. Pushed her down. Maybe she wouldn't stop crying, so he picked her up and h...
- Carla Lowenstein: He picked her up.
- Paul Robinette: And then he threw her?
- Carla Lowenstein: And then he laid hands on it.
- Paul Robinette: What do you mean?
- Carla Lowenstein: To fix it. To make it better. Jacob says that healing is a matter of adjusting your mind to God's will.
- Executive A.D.A. Ben Stone: [to Carla] Did your husband tell you why he wanted you to strike Didi?
- Carla Lowenstein: Well, he said that we all needed discipline and that he wanted Didi to grow up to be just like her mother. He wanted her to... to be the perfect wife, just like me.
- Executive A.D.A. Ben Stone: I beg your pardon?
- Carla Lowenstein: He said he wanted her to be the perfect wife just like me.
- Judge Milton Erdheim: As eloquent as your counsel was in your behalf, you are not the victim here, Mrs. Lowenstein. The victim was an innocent 6-year-old girl, who couldn't defend herself. On the count of manslaughter in the first degree, the court sentences you to 7-to-10 years in a women's correctional facility.
- [to Dr. Lowenstein]
- Judge Milton Erdheim: As for you, sir, from this seat, I thought I had witnessed every degradation, every monstrosity possible, but you, Doctor, are beyond contempt. You have helped a woman destroy herself. You engineered the tragedy of a little girl's death, but you took pretty good care of yourself, didn't you?
- Dr. Jacob Lowenstein: Your Honor, I've lost my family.
- Judge Milton Erdheim: Yes, you have. Jacob Lowenstein, having been found guilty of murder in the second degree by depraved indifference to human life, this court sentences you to 25 years to life in a state penitentiary.
- Carla Lowenstein: [to her husband after her sentencing hearing] Baby, what's gonna happen to us now? Pookie can't live without her daddy. Pookie needs you. Pookie needs you.
- Mike Logan: [to Carla Lowenstein] Lady, listen to us. Your daughter may be losing consciousness. What are you, brain-dead yourself?