Cop At Scene: Hey, Detective. Nice entrance. Graham: Fuck you. [to Detective Carr] Graham: Hey. Detective Carr: You okay? Graham: I'm freezing. Detective Carr: Shit. I heard it might snow. Graham: Get outta here. Detective Carr: That's what I heard. ...
[observing the car wreck] Detective Neal Domgaard: [holds up an evidence bag containing a pearl earing] The boys found this on the floor in the back of the caddy. Detective Harry McKnight: Yeah, I know. They showed me. Detective Neal Domgaard: Could ...
Police Detective: [to Henry] Hey, your pals are here. You don't want to talk to me, you're gonna have a fucking problem all night 'cause I'll be on you like shit. New York State. Twenty five fucking years, pal. [the detectives bring in the utensils H...
[first lines] Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: What kind is it? Henrik Vanger: I don't know. White? Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: And the frame? Henrik Vanger: Dark. Detective Inspector Gustaf Morell: Postmark? Henrik Vanger: Same as last time...
John Doe: [to Mills] Detective. Detective. DETECTIVE! You're looking for me.
Lorenzo: [after handing Detective Davenport surveillance photos and proof that Adam Styler's a crooked cop] So, you got enough for conviction? Detective: That ain't up to me. That's up to a jury. Lorenzo: [Hands Davenport a gun in a plastic bag] Show...
Detective Susan Avery: Mr. Mill, have you been going to detective school? Griffin Mill: No, actually, we're doing a... a movie right now, called Lonely Room, and Scott Glenn plays a detective much like yourself. Detective Susan Avery: Is he a black w...
There was a teapot, in which Mma Ramotswe -- the only lady private detective in Botwana -- brewed tea. And three mugs -- one for herself, one for her secretary, and one for the client. What else does a detective agency really need?
Detective Robert Nock: Mr Turing, can I tell you a secret? Alan Turing: I'm quite good with those. Detective Robert Nock: I'm here to help you. Alan Turing: Oh, clearly! Detective Robert Nock: Can machines think? Alan Turing: Oh, so you've read some ...
Patrick Kenzie: They say how old the boy was? Detective Remy Bressant: Seven. Patrick Kenzie: Second grade. Detective Remy Bressant: Should be proud of yourself. Most guys would've stayed outside. Patrick Kenzie: I don't know. Detective Remy Bressant...
Perhaps this is the purpose of detective investigations, real and fictional -- to transform sensation, horror and grief into a puzzle, and then to solve the puzzle, to make it go away. 'The detective story,' observed Raymond Chandler in 1949, 'is a t...
Detective Fine: [From outside Moloch's apartment] Rorschach! This is the police, we know you're in there. Rorschach: No! No! Detective Fine: [From outside Moloch's apartment] If there's anybody in there with you, send 'em out unharmed. Rorschach: No!...
Detective Rydell: [showing his badge] Detective Rydell. Narcotics. Anzor "Duke" Yugorsky: I already made a statement. I don't know who the shooter was. Fucking niggers all look the same. Detective Rydell: Yeah. Anzor Yugorsky. Any relation to Ivan Yu...
Detective Remy Bressant: Would you do it again? Clip Corwin Earle? Patrick Kenzie: No. Detective Remy Bressant: Does that make you right? Patrick Kenzie: I don't know. Detective Remy Bressant: It doesn't make it wrong, though, does it?
Detective Park Doo-Man: Did you see his face? [Girl Nods] Detective Park Doo-Man: What did he look like? Schoolgirl: Well... kind of plain. Detective Park Doo-Man: In what way? Schoolgirl: Just... ordinary
Detective Hal Vukovich: [Traxler comes into the office, spits his gum on the floor, and lights a cigarette while picking up a cup of coffee] That coffee's two hours cold. Lieutenant Ed Traxler: [drinking the coffee] Mm-hmm. Detective Hal Vukovich: I ...
Private Detective Visser: [about a photo of Ray and Abby] I know a place you can get that framed. Marty: What did you take these for? Private Detective Visser: What do you mean? Just doin' my job. Marty: You called me, I knew they were there, so what...
Paul Smecker: Why don't you get me a cup of coffee? Detective Greenly: Who the hell is this...? Paul Smecker: Cafe latte. Detective Greenly: What the fuck...? Paul Smecker: Twist of lemon. Detective Greenly: Chief, what the fuck is this? Paul Smecker...
What the detective story is about is not murder but the restoration of order.
Detective at Hospital: Are these the two men who shot you? Look carefully, Sir. Are these the two men who did this to you? Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter: He said "no". Detective at Hospital: Move closer. Rubin 'Hurricane' Carter: He said "no". Detective a...
Paul Smecker: [walking through the hotel room] How many bodies, Greenly? Detective Greenly: Eight. [Smecker gives him a look] Detective Greenly: Ah, shit! I forgot about that one! Nine! Nine? Paul Smecker: While Greenly's out gettin' coffee, anybody ...
