Flack: For the Love of God! What is that? How did Sid get into that position anyway? Mac: (Angry) I've heard of screwing around on the job, but THIS is DISGUSTING, SID!!!! YOU'RE FIRED!!!
Mac: How were you able to capture Danny on tape singing Hollaback Girl? Flack: Easy. I bought him a tiara & sash & he did it right away. Mac: My god, it's like a bad accident but I can't look away. Flack: If you think that's bad wait till he gets to the "this shit is bananas part". Mac: TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF!
Mac: Didn't know she could do that. Flack: Have you seen her in bed? Mac: Yes... She's nothing like this. Flack: Then don't lie Mac, you haven't seen Stella in bed. Stella: Mac's lying, Mac's lying!
Aiden: Can you tell me how to get... how to get to Sesame Street? === or === Flack: ...and anything you say can be held against you in a court of law. Suspect (to Aiden): How about you, sweetie?
Flack: (Thinking) Ho-ly cow, this guy is ugly. Aiden: (Thinking) Man, I'd love to get a piece of Flack right now.
Aiden: How did he get that hamster in his mouth? Flack: (sniff) He reminds me of my own childhood hamster Cuddles. (shakes head) Poor little guy. (gaze hardens) I'll save you Cuddles.
FLack: I wonder if Mac knows that someone shaved off his eyebrows. Aiden: Serves him right for falling asleep in the breakroom again. Macoff screen) WTF! (runs to mirror) Danny is so fired!
Aiden: You wanna piece of me? Flack: I sure do :grins: Did I ever tell you you're totally hot when you're angry?
Aiden: Who is this guy Eli who puts his name up everywhere? Mac: I think he is Bruckheimer's gopher... Go fer this, go fer that. Aiden: Maybe he is the show's mole. Mac: You've been watching too much Miami.
"Wait..what WERE Flack and Danny doing in that closet exactly?" or "Hey Mac, you have something on your cheek *reaches out* hmm oily...Is this connected to the olive oil in the supply closet? I heard an awful lot of noise in there yesterday. Mac: Yeah I had to kick Messer and Flack out, they can't keep their hands out of the oil AND they need to find their own makeout spot.