Touching Evil

Hinks:
I understand your anger and I respect it. When somebody dies on your watch it must feel like a personal failure.

Creegan:
Naw, it's just business.

Creegan:
All aboard the crazy train.

Creegan:
You're a ray of sunshine, aren't you?

Creegan:
It's Saturday. I need this like I need a hole in my head... uh, another hole in my head.

David Creegan:
I was clinically insane for a while there, but I'm alright now, near enough. Hey, can I have your goldfish?

Susan Branca:
What do you mean "near enough"?

David Creegan:
I lost a big chunk of my brain, the doctors say, "Hey, weird." These aren't goldfish, they're whales.

David Creegan:
No, no... alcohol makes me violent. I'm kidding! I'm kidding... But it does.

Creegan:
G-man by day, G-string by night.

Captain Hank Enright:
[hands Creegan a file] Here, read this.

Creegan:
[he stares into a lamp] Ah, I can't, I've got this light in my eyes.

David Creegan:
I'm not really dressed for it but I definitely bought the right toy.

Creegan:
[after being told it was the right thing to send away his wife and daughters] People... and Rivers. I have an announcement to make! I'm fine. I shot the pool, but I'm fine. Tell them... Tell them.

Susan Branca:
[slightly hesitating] He's fine.

Creegan:
You see, he's fine. I'm more then fine, I've never been better. I wanted boys anyway.

Susan Branca:
[when Creegan pulls out his dripfeed] What are you doing?

David Creegan:
I'm full...

OSC Agent Mark Rivers:
Well, you did everything you could.

Detective David Creegan:
I was I was capable of more.

Creegan:
I know I'm late. And I know I should apologize. You know and so I will, I apologize. But I don't actually feel bad, so it's really just an empty gesture on my part.