- Chief Stockton: Murdoch. Hmph. Good copper. But it'd be a bloody cold day in Hell before a papist becomes an inspector in my police force.
- Inspector Brackenreid: Sir, Detective Murdoch is quite exceptional. The fact that he's Catholic...
- Chief Stockton: Thomas. You're an ambitious man. And I can see some day you being an alderman or maybe even a mayor. But Toronto is a Protestant city. You'd be wise to remember that.
- [last lines]
- Inspector Brackenreid: You heard about that job yet that you applied for?
- Inspector William Murdoch: Not yet.
- Inspector Brackenreid: I see. I'd like you to reconsider.
- Inspector William Murdoch: Sir?
- Inspector Brackenreid: This is a good station-house, and for reasons beyond me the men seem to think the world of you. And it's also plain to see that I could clearly use a good right-hand
- [looks at left arm in sling]
- Inspector Brackenreid: left-hand man to keep me out of trouble.
- Inspector William Murdoch: I also suspect that, as you warned me, I wouldn't care much for the... politics involved with the job.
- Inspector Brackenreid: No, you wouldn't.
- Inspector William Murdoch: In that case, it would be my honour to continue to serve here at Station-house Number 4.
- Inspector Brackenreid: I'll inform the Chief Constable of your decision.
- Inspector William Murdoch: Thank you, sir.
- [goes to door]
- Inspector William Murdoch: And the raise, sir?
- Inspector Brackenreid: Don't push your luck, Murdoch.
- Inspector William Murdoch: Right, then.
- Inspector Brackenreid: What did Stockton want to speak to you about?
- Inspector William Murdoch: He suggested I apply for the Inspector position coming open at Station Number 3.
- Inspector Brackenreid: You. An inspector?
- Inspector William Murdoch: I think my record speaks for itself.
- Inspector Brackenreid: Murdoch, you're a bloody good copper, and you've got a mind like no-one else I've ever met, but trust me - you're not cut out for the shite that comes with the job.
- Inspector Brackenreid: [after beating up a prisoner to get information] Murdoch, you may have your fancy-dan way of doin' things. but my way can be very effective.
- [first lines]
- MC at Police Chiefs' Dinner: Gentlemen, it is my distinct honour to introduce our keynote speaker, Inspector Thomas Brackenreid.
- Inspector Brackenreid: Gentlemen, those of us at Police Station Number 4 of the Toronto Constabulary had never been confronted by such a puzzling crime. The victim was found in a windowless room that was locked from the inside. But that was not the most baffling part. The victim had been electrocuted; yet the room had no electricity. All that was out of the ordinary was a shattered jar, a chain, a wooden disc and some foil. It soon became apparent that the victim had been killed by a Leyden jar.
- Chief Stockton: A question, Inspector.
- Inspector Brackenreid: Chief Constable Stockton. Of course.
- Chief Stockton: What is a Leyden jar?
- Inspector Brackenreid: Ah, it's a device for storing electric charge.
- Chief Stockton: Then it's a battery.
- Inspector Brackenreid: No, no, it's... its a...
- [consults his notes]
- Inspector Brackenreid: Ahem, it's a capacitor.
- Chief Stockton: What's a capacitor?
- Inspector Brackenreid: A device for storing electric charge.
- Chief Stockton: Then it's a battery.
- Inspector Brackenreid: Well.
- Inspector William Murdoch: Inspector, if I may interject?
- Inspector Brackenreid: Of course. Detective William Murdoch, Gentlemen.