I, Robot2004

Spooner:
You have no idea what I had to go through to clip this thing, John.

Lt. Bergin:
Yeah. I get it. You actually think you brought me something good.

Spooner:
That thing did it!

Lt. Bergin:
Keep your voice down, did what? We have a suicide, Detective, end of story.

Spooner:
I am telling you that robot killed him!

Lt. Bergin:
And I'm telling you that's impossible, and if it is possible it sure as hell better be in somebody else's precinct!

Spooner:
John! Give me five minutes with him.

Lt. Bergin:
What are you, nuts? I just got off the phone with the D.A.; he said nobody goes into that room until Robertson and his attorneys get here.

Spooner:
What -- no, this is my suspect!

Lt. Bergin:
It's a can opener, for Christ's sake.

Spooner:
John, don't do this to me, I am asking you for five minutes. What if I'm right?

Lt. Bergin:
Well, then I guess we're going to miss the good old days.

Spooner:
What good old days?

Lt. Bergin:
When people were killed by other people. [beat] Five minutes.