McKenna: What are you doing anyway?
Burnett: Dating.
McKenna: Online?
Burnett: Don’t judge me just because you’re out of the game.
McKenna: I’m not out of the game. I won the game. I got married.
Burnett: Uh, you did not win the game. The game played you.
McKenna: Well, does the game make you breakfast in bed or fix a leaky faucet?
Burnett: My building has maintenance and food can be delivered. Oh, check that out.
McKenna: Is that a Toblerone?
Burnett: Guess again.

Patrick: Is that my credit card? We gave that to you for emergencies.
Izzie: A draconian dress code policy enforced by a slut-shaming patriarchy enabler is an emergency.

McKenna: Why are the Bens here?
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Burnett: I’m not sure. Because we have closed more cases in four months than you have in seven years.
Walker: OK, LA’s finest.

Baines: McKenna, listen, a few of us got a pool going about why Syd got booted from the DEA. Now my money is on she sucker punched her boss.
Walker: I say mental breakdown.
Burnett: Look, Blackman and Robin, if you have a question for Syd, put your big boy pants on and ask her yourself.

Hirsch: Syd, Nancy, take Kyle to the Eagle Rock safehouse.
Burnett: Kid duty. Why, because we’re women?
McKenna, Walker, and Baines: Yep.

Burnett: You said you have intel?
Joseph: Like you asked, er, ask would be putting it mildly. Demanded.
Burnett: OK, this is the deal. You wanted a relationship; I need help.
Joseph: This is serious. Gabriel Knox is a ghost story criminals whisper in the dark.
Burnett: I don’t believe in ghosts. Somebody tortured me. They shot me and left me for dead. And I believe it’s a real life man named Gabriel Knox.

Joseph: Your mom took you kids to Miami. I let her. It was a mistake I’m trying to make up for. I wouldn’t be a good father if I didn’t ask you to let this go.
Burnett: Nice speech. You were never a good father.

Ray: What’s the matter? You shy now?
Burnett: I’m a lot of things. Shy ain’t one of them.
Ray: What you think this is bitch?
Burnett: A 380 on your sack, bitch. I want Gabriel Knox. Oh, what’s the matter? Are you shy now?
McKenna: Damn, it’s a party up in here. Everybody’s dressed up. Syd’s got her legs all out.
Burnett: What the hell are you doing here? I got this.
McKenna: Clearly. LAPD, and unlike my partner here, I notified for backup, so if anything happens to us…
Ray: She’s police?
McKenna: Yeah, she’s police. C’mon Syd, let’s go. It smells like sweaty tits and bad choices in here.

Keith: You and me, we have an understanding.
McKenna: Which ended the second your hardware was used on the LAPD.
Keith: You can’t prove nothing.
Burnett: Last chance to do this friendly.
McKenna: No, no, no I got this. See, normally Syd is the one who would lose her cool while I would calm her down, but there’s a kid involved and I’m not playing good cop tonight.
Keith: You’re bluffing.
Burnett: She can’t bluff. It’s a whole thing.
McKenna: You don’t talk by the time I’m done, I’m gonna pull this trigger.
Keith: McKenna.
Burnett: LAPD charts every round we fire, but if one of your guns goes off, accidents happen right…
McKenna: Times’ up.

McKenna: Look, you don’t have to tell me. What’s going on with you?
Burnett: Five years ago, the DEA had me investigating Gabriel Knox. I was undercover in his organization and my cover got blown. I don’t even remember what happened that night, just what the doctors told me. I was tortured, shot, and left for dead, but all I remember is waking up in the hospital, feeling really empty. I was pregnant.
McKenna: Sydney, you don’t have to.
Burnett: I’m trying to be a person like you suggested. Family stuff, it’s a little hard for me. Knox disappeared after that.
McKenna: You think he’s here in LA?
Burnett: And Ray Sherman knows how to find him.
McKenna: We have to trust each other. No more secrets. Deal?
Burnett: Deal.

Joseph: These people are dangerous.
Burnett: Yeah, me too.
Joseph: Sherman’s not going to talk. Not as long as Knox is protecting him. You can’t keep going after him.
Burnett: When I’m done, I won’t have to go after him. He’s going to come to me.
Joseph: You’re just one woman.
Burnett: Damn right.

LA's Finest Season 1 Episode 1 Quotes

Patrick: Is that my credit card? We gave that to you for emergencies.
Izzie: A draconian dress code policy enforced by a slut-shaming patriarchy enabler is an emergency.

McKenna: What are you doing anyway?
Burnett: Dating.
McKenna: Online?
Burnett: Don’t judge me just because you’re out of the game.
McKenna: I’m not out of the game. I won the game. I got married.
Burnett: Uh, you did not win the game. The game played you.
McKenna: Well, does the game make you breakfast in bed or fix a leaky faucet?
Burnett: My building has maintenance and food can be delivered. Oh, check that out.
McKenna: Is that a Toblerone?
Burnett: Guess again.