Frank: What the hell do you mean you quit?
Robert: I quit. I'm not a police officer anymore.
Ray: Come on, you didn't quit.
Robert: I told my squad this afternoon.
Debra: Robert, you were so excited about going back.
Robert: I changed my mind.
Marie: What happened? Did you skip lunch? You know how cranky you get?
Robert: That wasn't it, Ma. Judy and I went into this candy store.
Marie: Candy is not a meal.

Marie: Robbie, I'll help you, dear. Have you been thinking of anything else you'd like to do, dear?
Robert: I was thinking about getting into telemarketing.
Marie: Oh God, no.
Robert: A friend of mine does very well selling extended appliance warranties over the phone.
Ray: Telemarketing? You think people hate cops...
Debra: Robert, listen, you don't wanna do that. You've always told me how much you love protecting the public.
Robert: I'll still be protecting the public from faulty appliances.
Robert: Listen, look, I've thought about this, okay? On a good week, I can make the same pay as I would on the force. And as a telemarketer, I don't even have to leave my apartment.
Ray: Or bathe.

Debra: This is awful, Ray. You gotta do something.
Ray: I know... Telemarketing. The first people those guys call are their family members.

Robert: What are you doing? I thought we were going to lunch.
Ray: We're going for lunch. I just thought we'd take a walk.
Robert: Walk?
Ray: What? It's a beautiful Sunday afternoon. Two brothers can't go for a walk on a beautiful Sunday afternoon?
Robert: Oh, so this is a regular thing now? We're gonna do this every 40 years?
Ray: If you want, yeah.

Robert: So I went to see Nestor the bull, you know to face my fears, and that went pretty well. In fact, I'm back on the force again and I'm feeling pretty good. So I thought I'd come here to face you. Not not that I'm afraid of you, but I would really feel better if you blinked. See, I was afraid of us. You know, commitment. And, well, if you feel like giving me a second chance, or actually a fifth chance, um that would really make me happy. Okay? [strokes Amy's forehead] You hungry?

Marie: Is that what you're wearing to dinner, Robert?
Ray: What the hell, man?
Robert: I don't feel like going out tonight.
Amy: Why, what's wrong?
Robert: Nothing. Person doesn't want to eat, he doesn't have to eat.
Marie: That's not true.

Sergeant Judy: I'm Officer Rosemond and this is Sergeant Barone. What seems to be the trouble?
Store Owner: See those kids over there? One of them stole something.
Robert: Well, did you see it?
Store Owner: Yes. They were fooling around and that one in the green coat, he took something and put it in his posh-posh.
Robert: In his posh-posh?
Sergeant Judy: I think that's his pocket.
Store Owner: Yes, in his posh-posh.

Ray: Judy and I did some research. After you busted up that rodeo, your bull got sentenced to community service here. Wanna go see him?
Robert: No, I don't wanna go see him. What, are you crazy? You saw what he did to me.
Ray: I understand. You're a little nervous. Wanna work your way up? Start with a duck.
Robert: There is absolutely nothing funny about this, Raymond.
Ray: Listen to me. I wouldn't do this if I didn't think it was good for you. I just want you to see that he's not a monster, you know? The day you two guys met, he was probably all freaked out. He was probably more scared than you were. Now look at him. He's just Nestor, the happy bull.
Robert: Well, I'm glad he's happy. How is this supposed to help me?
Ray: Come on. Just go look at him. You were a cop. You told me once about that victim therapy stuff. So go ahead. Confront your attacker.

Robert: I don't know, Raymond. This fence doesn't look too sturdy.
Ray: He seems pretty mellow. Turn around. See if he recognizes you. Go ahead. Show him your fuzzy acres.
Robert: You gonna make jokes? That what you're gonna do?
Ray: I'm sorry. Sorry. Go ahead. I'll be upwind.
Robert: Funny man.

Robert: This is great cake. You guys didn't have to do this.
Sergeant Judy: Well, partner, we wanted to welcome you back right. Besides, I like cake.
Robert: Best bunch of guys in the world.
Sergeant Judy: Well, everybody missed you. Give me some frosting. Mmm, mmm.
Robert: Mmm. It's unbelievable.
Sergeant Judy: It's so good to see somebody enjoying their food for a change. Four months with Officer Doyle.
Robert: What? He's a good cop.
Sergeant Judy: All he ate was protein bars. I tried a peanut butter one once, tasted like feet.