- Alvah Case: Rumor is you and Ross were lovers.
- Ryan O'Reily: Hey! I ain't no fag buddy, but even if I was I wouldn't put my dick anywhere *near* Ross's scum-hole. That guy would fuck anything on two *or* four legs.
- [the investigation has wrapped up and none of the inmates are being charged, to Devlin's anger]
- Governor James Devlin: This is not the attitude I expect from my Attorney General!
- Alvah Case: You know something, Governor. I don't want to BE Attorney General. I want to be GOVERNOR!
- Governor James Devlin: What?
- Alvah Case: I'll see you on the campaign trail, Devlin.
- [Devlin has promised Case the position of Attorney General if he plays ball in the investigation]
- Governor James Devlin: Find the truth, Alvah. Because the truth shall set your fee.
- Alvah Case: Vehicular manslaughter, reckless endangerment, possession of controlled substances, possession of a deadly weapon, violation of parole. That's an amazing list of crimes.
- Ryan O'Reily: Well, you know, I applied myself.
- [Alvah Case has just deduced that Wittlesly intentionally killed Scott Ross during the riot]
- Warden Glynn: She's got a mother in chemotherapy and a daughter she's got to take care of herself.
- Alvah Case: So what? You're asking me to compromise my integrity? Justice has to be done, Leo.
- Warden Glynn: Justice? The woman's a single mother, honest and one of the best COs I got. She's a good woman, who's got a hard enough time as it is. And you're gonna take all she's got away? For what? For a scum sucking drug dealer like Scott fucking Ross?
- Alvah Case: [questioning Said about the riot] Oh, come on, Said. You talk a good game about the truth, but how come it doesn't include responsibility for what you've done?
- Kareem Said: I didn't fire those rifles.
- Alvah Case: Did you create a set of circumstances that caused the rifles to be fired?
- Kareem Said: The judicial system created those circumstances, not I!
- Alvah Case: [questioning Mukada about the riot] Anything else you remember?
- Father Ray Mukada: My nose itched, but because our hands were tied behind us, I couldn't scratch. Through it all, through the tear gas and the gunfire and the fear and the adrenaline and the overdrive, all I could think of was, "Christ, would someone please scratch my nose?"