Marie: Oh, hello there, Judy!
Sergeant Judy: Hi!
Frank: Hey, how are you? You two going undercover to bust Johns or something?

Debra: You know, they're just friends. They're not dating or anything.
Marie: Oh, I didn't think-- I mean, that's fine. Of course, it wouldn't matter to me if they were dating. Right, Frank? [Frank is silent] She's a very nice young lady and... As a matter of fact, I wish they were dating. I'd be very happy for them. In fact, I would love to know how long this has been going on, because I could have been happy this whole time!
Ray: Yeah. Even though she's black, right?
Marie: Is she black?

Sergeant Judy: This is Robert.
Sareesa: Hi!
Sergeant Judy: I told you about him. He's my partner
Sareesa: Really? Got your cuffs?
Sergeant Judy: Calm down, Sareesa, he just got here.
Robert: Listen I'm not sure if this is my milieu.
Sergeant Judy: Don't you like dancing?
Robert: Yeah, in the kitchen. I'm kind of like a kitchen dancer.

Robert: What's going on, Ray?
Ray: What are you doing?
Robert: Nothin'. Just here to help out Ally with her report on Harriet Tubman. You know it's Black History Month.
Ray: Oh yeah, yeah. Thank you, Superfly.
Robert: What?
Ray: Nothing, it's just I've never seen you so stylin'.
Robert: Just some new clothes, that's all. Gotta get out more, my brother.
Ray: You're having fun, huh?
Robert: Yeah. Judy and I and some of the crew, we've been hitting the clubs, that's all.
Ray: Yeah, you got a crew now.
Robert: Word.
Ray: Okay, I'm gonna go get a ginger ale.
Robert: A'ight.
Ray: Okay.

Robert: You know, I should have expected this. For once I find some people, people I feel comfortable with, and you-- y'all want to put salt in my game.
Marie: What?! - Robby, dear! I am not adding salt here. I support you 1,000%.
Robert: Thanks, Ma. I'm gonna use the phone. I gotta call Judy.
Marie: You're gonna call Judy again? So this is like, like a serious thing.
Robert: We're just friends, Ma. But it's good to know you're down with it.
Marie: You know, I really am down with it.
Ray: How about being across the street with it?

Frank: You gotta talk to him!
Ray: Look, relax, Dad, all right? It's like when he was eight years old, he wanted to be an astronaut and he wore a pot on his head the whole time. It's the same thing.
Marie: It's fine with me. 'Cause I happen to have a very open mind.
Frank: Yeah.
Marie: Come on, jackass. And I mean jackass.

Robert: Oh, that is so whack!
Ray: What?
Robert: Tonight, Judy and I were gonna go to this club to hang out with our peeps and now she tells me that she wants to go out to dinner, just the two of us.
Ray: So?
Robert: She said she wants it to be just us so we can talk. What does that sound like?
Ray: Well, I don't know what it's called in your new world, but we call that a date here in Honkyland.

Robert: Oh man, I can't date her.
Ray: Sure, you can.
Robert: No, she's my partner!
Ray: So what?
Robert: We've been on stakeouts, we're raided crack houses. She's like my sister.
Ray: All right, so tell her that.
Robert: I can't hurt her. You gotta come with me.
Ray: No way!
Robert: Just be in the way, ruin our evening. I'd do it for you.
Robert: You're doing it now!

Robert: I hope you don't mind that I brought Raymond along.
Sergeant Judy: Well, I did think it was going to be just us.
Robert: Well, see, he's never had soul food before. When I told him where I was going he begged me to come along and he got all up in mine and I couldn't say no to the brother. You know what I'm saying?

Sergeant Judy: Listen, Ray, I kind of wanted some time with Robert alone.
Ray: You're right. Okay, all right, I should go.
Robert: No, no, Ray, you wanted soul food, I'm gonna hook you up, a'ight? Okay, what's with the service around here? I'm gonna find the waiter.
Ray: Don't, Rob.
Robert: Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!