We believe you're holding back on us, to embarass the Alderman because of his fire...

Jennifer Vaitkus: We believe you're holding back on us, to embarass the Alderman because of his fire department cutbacks. Donald 'Shadow' Rimgale: Alderman, I have an uncomplicated job: To determine if a fire is arson or not, and if so, to catch the son of a bitch doing it. And if my investigative methods happen to muck up the campaign of certain mayor wannabes, I gotta tell ya... I'm not gonna go losing any sleep over it.

I talked to Helen. I thought Dad's boat was finally retired to the old family graveyard. Don't you worry about falling out of this thing? I gotta tell you, I love what you've done with the place. It's coming along. You want a beer? Why not? You been ripping off fire stations again? Just some old stuff Adcox gave me, the department was gonna throw out anyway. It's good enough for this tub. What is this? "Iron Butterfly? Cream?" This isn't an actual operating eight-track! What do you want, Brian? What are you doing here? I wanna know why you messed with my station assignment. Does this really have to be one of those big brother, little brother, "you broke my G. I. Joe and I'm still pissed" games? How do you do it? How do you manage to keep coming up with new and amazing ways to fuck up?