Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: [inspecting murder vehicle] Famous divorce attorney noted for representing the wives of rich powerful men. Men who would know people who would know professional killers. I like it.
[climbs into Rolls Royce]
Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: All we need is a client list.
[tries out back seat, scoffs]
Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: What?
Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: The leg room back here is like nothing. You'd think for the money you pay you could have a dinner party back here.
Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: What is it about cars that make men stupid? Or stupider?
[shakes her head]
Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: You like men.
Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Yeah, I know that. But what's the psychological thing behind it? Other than the phallic thing?
Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: Beats me... Unlike you, I tend not to analyze every little thing I do.
Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: You think I do that? You think I analyze every little thing?
Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: Yeah.
Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: And why do you think I do that?
[he smiles patronizingly]
Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: That's a joke.
Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: You want me to think that was a joke.