‘Captain Peralta’ Quotes
218. Captain Peralta
Aired March 8, 2015
When Jake's absentee father, Captain Roger Peralta, comes to town, Jake is excited to spend time with his dad. Charles is sceptical of Roger's intentions, and Jake eventually sees his father's character. Meanwhile, Holt gives Amy, Terry, Gina and Rosa an impossible brain teaser to solve in exchange for Beyonce tickets.
Quote from Captain Holt
Sergeant Jeffords: Joining us for lunch, Sir?
Captain Holt: Oh, no, I've already consumed the required calories for this day period.
Rosa: Yummy.
Quote from Charles
Charles: He should already think you're great. Like with my dad. He doesn't need me to prove to him that Jake Peralta's the best cop in the precinct, he knows it.
Quote from Gina
Gina: Click. I just captured the exact moment you realized you had failed. I guess we all got something out of this.
Quote from Sergeant Jeffords
Sergeant Jeffords: I warned you against using donuts. They're my trigger food.
Amy: Terry.
Sergeant Jeffords: These islanders are delicious.
Quote from Scully
Scully: Oh my God, Jake, who's flying the plane?
Jake: Co-pilot, Scully, co-pilot.
Quote from Gina
Captain Holt: I'm going with Gina's suck an egg idea. You get the Beyonce tickets.
Gina: Of course I do. I told you, it was my birth right, you bitches.
Quote from Rosa
Rosa: You use the seesaw to press down on their necks until fatty confesses.
Captain Holt: Incorrect. And disturbing.
Quote from Rosa
Charles: I grew a goatee and it looks amazing, and I know you can see it.
Rosa: Of course we can see it, Charles. It's horrible.
Quote from Sergeant Jeffords
Sergeant Jeffords: You probably can't tell, but I'm flexing my brain like crazy right now.
Quote from Jake
Jake: That's my dad. The captain talking right now. I came out of his body. No big deal.
Quote from Scully
Jake: Sorry, Scully, we only had two uniforms.
Scully: It's okay. For some reason, all the fries and gravy, and cheese upset my tummy.
Quote from Captain Holt
Captain Holt: Those islanders and their pathetic seesaw haunt my dreams. They mock me in my sleep. Riding up and down in a teeter-totter of taunts.