This is private investigating Dex. You're not doing your job right unless a few folks want you dead.Artie
You smell like sex and salmon.Artie
Listen if we do this, it's not because you seduced me, okay? It's because I wanna get off.Dex
Cosgrove: So is he a liar or a suspect?
Hoffman: That's what I'm trying to figure out his alibi is that he was at his bar the night of the murder.
Cosgrove: Oh, what's the bar.
Hoffman: The bad alibi.
Cosgrove: That is an unfortunate name.
Stephanie: Look who it is, America's least favorite white cis-gendered P.I.
Artie: I have no idea what the hell that is, but I'm sure I hate it.
Hoffman: Artie's a legend in these streets, but no one seems to know why he left the force back in the day.
Artie: I don't know what kind of car you drive, but I'm pretty sure it's not a sick mustang.
You got talent. You're green, but you could be good Dex.Artie
Artie: First rule of private investigation: manipulation is your best weapon.
Dex: What the hell is that?
Artie: I'm not sure exactly I just know that it's expensive.
Good thing it's trash day.Dex
Dex: You seem like a really nice guy, and this is, this is nice, I like, but I can't cross the line because if I if, I do I mess it up. I kill everything.
Grey: Well, here's a crazy idea, what if we just don't cross the line again?
Dex: Well, what does that make us then, huh, I mean.
Grey: I think it makes us friends.
Dex: Friends. I guess we just dodged a bullet.
Cosgrove: It pains me physically to say this, but you had some good instincts on this one.
Dex: Did I?