- Bodie: Hey, why don't we just, uh, run everybody in?
- Doyle: And give Cowley a late night questioning them all?
- Bodie: Yeah, that's right. We could go home.
- Doyle: He'd be full of praise, too.
- Bodie: Praise?
- Doyle: Well, I wouldn't want to take the credit for an idea as good as that, would I?
- Bodie: Yeah, you'd admit it was me.
- Doyle: Yeah. Well, grudgingly. And with just the right touch of... admiration.
- Bodie: Know what you are, don't you?
- Doyle: I know what you *think* I am.