- Insp. Nash Bridges: Stop thinking.
- Insp. Joe Dominguez: I didn't say a word.
- Insp. Nash Bridges: You didn't have to; I can hear you in my head.
- Insp. Joe Dominguez: What do you want to do?
- Insp. Nash Bridges: What do you mean what do I want to do? I want to shoot him!
- [as he and Joe avoid Eldon whipping a long chain at them]
- Eldon Sistrunk: Go ahead, shoot!
- Insp. Joe Dominguez: Ah, paperwork.
- Insp. Nash Bridges: Listen, if I lose, kill that son of a bitch.
- [to Joe Dominguez, referring to a very scary and violent Eldon trying to kill Nash]
- Insp. Evan Cortez: Great! Hallelujah! You know what, Harv? I got a little newsflash for you: Jerry Garcia has been dead and buried for the past three years and I got one suggestion for you -- get over it!
- Insp. Nash Bridges: Hello, gentlemen
- [as Eldon and Big Tiny as sat at the table]
- Insp. Nash Bridges: , I'm back and welcome to the show.
- Big Tiny: What show?
- Insp. Nash Bridges: It's a game called "I'm Smarter Than He Is".
- Insp. Joe Dominguez: Um, and how do we play our game, Nash?
- Insp. Nash Bridges: I'm glad you asked that, Joe, it's a game of skill and knowledge. I'm going to ask a series of questions...
- Insp. Joe Dominguez: Questions? What questions?
- Insp. Nash Bridges: I'm glad you asked that. The categories are: Binx, Frankie, Bail and Potpourri.
- Insp. Joe Dominguez: And what lovely prizes do we have?
- Insp. Nash Bridges: Well, our lucky first-place contestant gets a full pardon for his willing participation. But our loser won't go away empty-handed either, no sir-ree-Bob; he'll hang like wallpaper for the rest of his natural life in San Quentin.
- Insp. Nash Bridges: Excuse me, are you aware your voice sounds automated? She hung up on me.
- [puts down his cellphone]