Vicki: You blew another marriage?
Deeds: We’re trying to find my lifeless body and you’re busting my balls over my marital problems?
Vicki: One divorce is a problem. Four is a one man catastrophe zone.
Henry: How did he get to you?
Vicki: Same reason as everything else gets to me these days. Apparently, I’m a ghost beacon too.
Deeds: You see mistakes and think you can learn from them.”
Vicki: Are you saying you can’t learn?
Deeds: I don’t see mistakes.
Henry: Ok. Fine. You want me to kill him now
Vicki: Well, it’s lovely to know that’s an option but perhaps we’ll save that for later.
Henry: Later.
Vicki: Seriously, you’re becoming a fine detective and I’m not telling you to give up your critical mind. I mean, you get cocky, you get sloppy.
Henry: A fine detective? You really think so? I make a good partner then?
Vicki: Oh, you jostling for space on the letterhead?
Henry: For starters.
Vicki: I tell you with the last few months and everything that’s happened; I couldn’t have done it without you. I wouldn’t have wanted to.
Henry: That means more than a mountain of letterhead.
Henry: You can pick a fight in two dimensions. You know that’s incredible, Vicki.
Vicki’s acknowledgment that Henry is part of the group.
Henry: Mike’s going to be one of those guys who dies with his boots on too, isn’t he?
Vicki: We all will.
Henry: We?
Vicki: Yeah, we.
