- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: [at swimming pool murder scene] From the way you were ogling that guy, I figure you must have been doing more than taking a statement.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Men ogle. Women observe.
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: And the difference would be?
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Observation requires discrimination. Ogling, all it needs is a...
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: Yeah, well, a swimmer hasn't got real muscle anyway. It's show muscle.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Well, it shows well. Michaelangelo's sculpture of David comes to mind.
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: Oh, get one of those guys on a football field and see how hard a tackle he can take.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Uh-huh.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: [on phone, while Tom leans in over her shoulder to blatantly eavesdrop] No, I, I'm sure your brother is a great guy. It's... it's just I have this, uh, policy. Well, I would never date a... a guy whose conversation included the word "giddy-up"...
- [chuckles]
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Uh, uh, yeah, that's a firm policy. Mm-hmm. Okay. Thank you for speaking to me. Okay. Bye.
- [cradles receiver, walks away, whirls on Tom]
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Do you understand the words "personal time"?
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: I understand 'em. I don't agree with 'em, but I understand 'em.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: [scoffs, walks away in a huff, he follows her, in corridor she whirls around] You know, every once in a while, you do something that reminds me why I had to keep my gun locked up while we were married.
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: Okay, you're right. Hey, sorry. I just don't understand why a woman who looks like you is having trouble finding a guy to take her to a stupid rubber-chicken dance.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Has a woman ever asked you out?
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: Of course.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: And when she did, what was the first thing that popped into your mind? Did you think anything was gonna happen that night?
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: Cassy, not all men think the way you think they do.
- [she smirks]
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: Okay, well, maybe they do.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: And then it wouldn't be too much to ask for someone who had a set of cultural reference points that extended beyond the cpllected works of Jim Carrey.
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: I like "Dumb and Dumber." You know what your problem Is?
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: Oh, that I didn't know which character was which in "Dumb and Dumber?"
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: You're too picky. You know what's gonna happen? Friday night's gonna roll around, and you're not gonna have a date for that dinner. You gotta lower your standards.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: [walks away, then turns around again] How low?
- [Tom points at himself]
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: [approaches poolside amorous mostly-undressed couple] Sergeants Ryan and St. John, Palm Springs PD.
- Brenda: [busy kissing and being kissed] Can you get back in ten minutes?
- Det. Sgt. Tom Ryan: [to Cassy] It's cheaper than renting a video.
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: [to the busy young woman] Are you Brenda, the manager?
- Brenda: Is there any way this can wait?
- Det. Sgt. Cassandra 'Cassy' St. John: We're here to talk to Mark Ripley, one of your tenants.
- Brenda: [kept busy] No one here by that name.