- Paul Stryzewski: You can't prove it was my child.
- Stella Bonasera: Oh, yes, we can. We have your DNA on file.
- Don Flack: Oh, yeah. Two years ago you were convicted of falsely reporting an incident. Means we have your DNA on file for the rest of your life. We also found your DNA on cigarettes outside the church.
- Paul Stryzewski: There's no smoking in the church. So I go outside.
- Stella Bonasera: So you smoke three cigarettes in the exact same spot that we found Trina Rolston's body?
- Don Flack: Look, Paul. We're here to help you.
- Paul Stryzewski: I know what the truth is.
- Stella Bonasera: So do I, Paul. Your DNA was all over the cigarettes that I found at the scene. And somehow, one cigarette has Trina's DNA on it as well.
- Paul Stryzewski: I kissed her.
- Don Flack: Now, how does that thought process work? "There's the mother of my child on the ground dead. I should probably call 911, but let me get a little action first."
- Det. Mac Taylor: Somebody went to a lot of trouble to file those serial numbers off.
- Aiden Burn: And I went to a lot of trouble to acid etch them back on.
- Det. Mac Taylor: You upload the print into AFIS?
- Aiden Burn: Yeah, but he's not in AFIS, he's in NY Merc. Prints belong to Luke Sutton, commodities trader. According to the entrance log, he walked through the front door at 7:00 am.
- Det. Mac Taylor: We know when he left?
- Aiden Burn: You don't have to swipe your ID to get out. NY Merc searched the entire building and taken a head count outside. He's the one person they can't account for.
- Det. Mac Taylor: Our people on it?
- Aiden Burn: 19th precinct sector car looked through his apartment window. Place is trashed.
- Det. Mac Taylor: Something happened. And it wasn't good.
- Det. Mac Taylor: A paranoid schizophrenic's worst nightmare.
- Stella Bonasera: He doesn't just think we're out to get him. We are.
- Det. Mac Taylor: [examining a victim who was burned to death] Looks like someone poured accelerant over his head.
- Sheldon Hawkes: They covered this guy from top to bottom... This murder wasn't about the triumph of minimalism.