Boy Wonder

Roy:
Pretty exotic for a Brooklyn homicide.

Sean Donovan:
[showing a photo] Due process. This was my mother, detective. She taught little kids music. S'not like she died in a car accident, or died of cancer. She was murdered. Murdered trying to protect me. Somebody made the decision to end her life. That piece of sh*t walks around every day, going through it like it never happened. Due process.

[first lines]

Young Sean:
Who wrote that one?

Mary Donovan:
Bach. Johann Sebastian Bach.

Young Sean:
I think that's the best.

Mary Donovan:
Well, I don't know if there's a best. Music is subjective, it's different for every one. When I hear Mozart, I feel... out of breath, dizzy, overwhelmed. When I hear Bach, it's more like a good movie. What about you, what do you feel when you hear Bach?

Gary Stenson:
Did you grow up in a bug family?

Teresa Ames:
Yeah, I did. Why?

Gary Stenson:
That explains it.

Teresa Ames:
Explains what?

Gary Stenson:
You got look-at-me syndrome.

Amanda:
How come I've never seen you around these things before?

Sean Donovan:
Well, I've been pretty busy, hitting the books a lot.

Amanda:
Looks like they've been hitting back. That's a serious bruise you have right there. What happened?

[last lines]

Sean Donovan:
[in his letter] All I want is the truth. Truth, and I will stay quiet for the rest of my life. I've provided you with a safe way of answering me. I've included a return envelope, and two stamps. Place the black stamp on the envelope if me father is guilty, the red stamp if he is not.

Larry Childs:
[licks one of the stamps and puts it on the envelope]

Corrections Officer:
[collecting the mail] Childs...

Sean Donovan:
I implore you to help me in this matter, as it would be hard for me to continue to forgive you if you do not. I wish you well, Mr. Childs. Sincerely, Sean Donovan.