Top 150 Quotes From Only Murders in the Building

- What?
- Nothing to say to me?
- You think I'm some stubborn relic, too?

- You know what happened that night.
- ‐ They're cleaning out
- Tim Kono's apartment tomorrow, so we're gonna look around for clues before everything's gone.
- Bloody cat prints!
- ‐ My beautiful Evelyn.
- ‐ The cat was here after Tim died.
- I think our list of suspects just got a little longer.

- It can't happen like this anymore.
- Yeah, I-I'm good with that.
- Guys, we need to get somewhere safe.
- Okay. I never thought
- I'd say this during a blackout, but we need to go someplace where other people are.
- Ah!
- Go! Go!

- then we'll go to Nathan's and get a hot dog. Okay?
- Okay.
- Joe will look after you.
- Thanks, Joe.
- Dad! Your play!
- Oh! Right.
- Thanks.

- and that view.
- ‐ The only view you're going to have is from the back line!
- No one wants a murder podcast about real estate!
- People, you‐you can't look like you want it too much.
- Big mistake.
Bunny: [singing] Pay your bills!

- He liked running around the courtyard fountain.
- He was observant and robotic, but also kind if you looked at him the right way.
- He never lied.
- Except once.
- Who was Tim Kono?

- ‐ Tim Kono.
- With a K. Yes.
- Do you see anything you got in today's packages?
- Okay. I don't know why this keeps happening.
- Well, this one is very important to me.
- How early tomorrow?
- ‐ [ding]

Howard: Wait, what could a Broadway star possibly wish they did instead?
Jonathan: Mmm... Alright, don't laugh. But I've always wanted to be a children's librarian.
Howard: [pauses. Places his hand on Jonathan's hand] I'm a librarian.
Jonathan: Shut up.
Howard: That's our slogan.
Jonathan: [chuckling] Oh...

- But I don't trust you.
- And I can't be with someone I don't trust.
- I understand.
- Well, if you ever need something... anything, please.
- You have my number. Goodbye, Mabel.

- ‐ What?
Mabel: Nothing.
- It just feels like I'm sitting next to your older brother.
- ‐ You know, you were actually the first person I wanted to see after my dad.
- That's why I was heading up the stairs the night everything went crazy.
- In case you were wondering.

- ‐ Okay, I'll just catch the train back later.
Oscar: When you get outta prison and try to restart your life, you hope to get back to the good parts and leave the bad behind.
- But just because you aren't locked up, doesn't mean you aren't still in some kind of prison.

- A slight breeze. I feel a slight breeze.
- That means oxygen is flowing.
[gasping] Come on... Okay...
- Bunny, you're a badass.
[sighs] And I thought
- I was a cranky old bitch.
- Yeah, I knew I'd regret that.

- No, no, no, no, no. I never sing alone.
- That's why I founded a quartet.
- Okay.
- We'll duet!
- I'll do Simon, you do Garfyodel.
- ♪ Hello darkness, my old friend ♪
- ♪ I've come to talk with you again ♪

- You keep it.
- Charles, if you do not take this bird, it will literally be tomorrow's paté.
- Oliver, I do not have anything in the apartment that goes to the bathroom out in the open!
- It's a rule I have!
- This is humiliating.

- ‐ But with a podcast, Oliver?
- ‐ Well, it starts with a podcast, but you know, with me, it's always gonna be more.
- What was it? 32K?
- ‐ Now, it's 35.
- Always more.

Mabel: What the fuck is in Bo's mouth?
Oliver: Becky's panties!

- Please, God, let this help her sleep.
- Ms. Lin...
- You think I could... sit?
- Just a couple minutes.
- It was a lot of stairs.
[sighs] Fine.

- Hi.
- I'm not sure why I'm doing this.
- Maybe it's because nobody gave a shit about Tim, and I want something on record in case...
- Who is Tim Kono?
- Who was?

Charles: We have our first clue.
- And we stole it from a neighbor to get it!
Mabel: Yeah. I know. I was there.
- You should open it.
- I can't tell if I want it to be nothing or... for it to be something.

Bunny: Don't let yourself only love one thing. Because if you only love one thing and then that one thing goes away, well... then you're left with nothing. And that sucks.

[conversation imagined by Mabel]
Tim: Aren't you a little old to still be playing Hardy Boys?
Mabel: Why did this happen to you?
Tim: Why are you hanging out with a couple of old weirdos?
Mabel: They're trying to help me find someone who cared about you.
Tim: Good luck with that.
Mabel: Tim... Who was the ring for?
Tim: You wondering if I ever found someone to love me?
Mabel: I'm just trying to figure out who you were. If you were a good guy or not. Should I even be sad that you're dead?
Tim: Ouch. That hurts.
[points at his deadly wound]
Tim: Almost as bad as this.
Mabel: [laughs softly, then continues] Why didn't you tell the cops what you saw that night? And does this have anything to do with what happened back then?
Tim: [voice only; his 'ghost' seemingly gone] I always enjoyed watching you figure things out.

[growls] This is...
- This is one layer of the onion
- I did not need to peel back.
- But, look...
- Is there anything about Bunny that you remember that could help?
- Anything about her final days that were different?

- You have no idea what this job takes.
- The pressures I endure on a daily basis.
- I'm not gonna let you get away with this.
- I'm not going to let you stop me.

- ‐ Tim thought he was gonna get murdered?
- ‐ He'd been trying to take down this black market jewelry dealer named Angel.
- ‐ Tim Kono was a loner who worked in a bank.
- Taking down a black market jewelry dealer seems a little off‐brand, don't you think?
- ‐ Maybe... Then again,
- I found all these in his apartment.

- I can't believe this.
- Right? What a year, huh?
- Yeah. Well, any year without a murder is a good one in my book.
- Okay. Fasten your seat belts.
[grunts] Hey, honey.
- So proud of you.
- Thank you, thank you, thank you...

- ‐ Okay.
- But if anyone's wearing an animal suit, it better be you or me.
- ‐ Thank you. I will call you.
Cinda: What's more dangerous?
- Taking advantage of a second chance, or letting it pass you by?

- Got the good one back.
- Let me help you transfer that stuff.
- No, no, we got it, Lester!
- No, thank you.
- L-let me at least push it. It's my job.
- Back off, old man!
- Can I at least ride down with you?
- You have no place in here!

- Really?!
- Do you not see this coat!?
- Still, one thing is certain in this town.
- Just when it's all starting to feel the same, that's when you get hit by something you never saw coming.

- As you can see, we're on fire.
Ivan: Mr. Putnam, wait!
- The fridge is out. These dips, they're just going to go bad.
- No charge, please.
- You'd be doing us a favor.
- Oliver, let's go.
- Can I have a doggy bag?
- Perhaps a Hefty bag?

- and work on this nursery for my man Keith.
- ‐ Keith?
- ‐ Oh yes. You know, it's not quite... Kareem.
- ‐ Yeah, it's not‐‐
- ‐ But it's also not lame as fuck.
- ‐ I could dig it.
- ‐ Okay.
- ‐ Keith...
- ‐ Thank you.

- ‐ Wait. Tim was supposed to meet Cutter here today.
- ‐ I'm gonna guess you're not Cutter.
- ‐ You come to Bayport,
- I have to hear it from
- Miss Skullcap over here?
- You don't call me?
- ‐ Hey, Mom.

- I love you, baby.
- I love you, too.
- Thanks, Dad. [laughs]
- We're good. It's fine.
- You know what?
- I feel like I can do this now.
- You're a Putnam.

- But please, continue to wax poetic about our killer's inner child.
- Oh.
- So, their psychological motivation is not important?
- They're toying with us.
- They have to get close to do that.
- So, is anyone new trying to get close to us?

- But you know, people meant it as a compliment when they said I was like my father.
- But he was awful to my mother.
- He liked to make her feel small.
- ‐ The fuck?
- ‐ Make her feel silly.
- Make her unsu‐‐

- Yeah, I can hold for Brock.
- Hey, Brock.
- Yeah. No, no, no.
- Just for questioning.
- Uh, th-that probably didn't help my chances of getting work though, huh?
- What?
- A reboot?

- And we don't want that, right?
- Oh god. Guys, she's still out there.
Oliver: What?
- Oh...
- What do we do now? This is so awkward.
- And more than a little creepy.

- What turned me into a creature of the night.
- Let me tell you.

- We've been warned not to speak out or speak our truth.
- To just let others tell our story.
- But we here at
- Only Murders In The Building... we will not be going quietly.
- Nailed it.

Oliver: [pushing the birdcage containing the parrot Mrs. Gambolini into Charles's apartment] Well, this delightful creature kept me up all night telling me to go fuck myself, which is why I look like Nick Nolte after Mardi Gras.

- Should I even be sad that you're dead?
- ‐ Ouch. That hurts.
- Almost as bad as this.
- ‐ Why didn't you tell the cops what you saw that night?
- And does this have anything to do with what happened back then?
Tim: I always enjoyed watching you figure things out.

- ‐ [sighs] Oliver...
- I do like the pool.
- ‐ Ha!
- Let me top you off.
- ‐ Fine, but just a splash.
- ‐ Let's all make a fuckin' splash, shall we?

- I do.
- I mean, it's just a corkboard on wheels but, yeah, I have it.
- Do you still have that boom mic?
- You bet your ass I do, kid.
- Well, I don't, actually.
- I returned it in the 30-day window to get my deposit, but I can get it back!

- with no idea what happened to the victim's valuable art, we went back to motive.
- But, motive to do what?
- To kill Bunny Folger?
- Or to implicate one or all of us in a murder?

- ‐ Get in, get in.
- Just in there. Hurry! Go!
- Just run!
Will: Calm down. Relax! Relax!
- CANNING: But a second chance always comes with risk.
- ‐ What the fuck is GM?
- CANNING: You might make the same mistake again.
- Or you might make a worse one.

- Your baby stopped crying.
- ♪ When my eyes were stabbed by the flash ♪
- ♪ Of a neon light ♪
- ♪ That split the night ♪
- ♪ And touch the sound ♪
- ♪ Of silence ♪

- I saw someone fighting with her.
- ‐ You saw Oscar?
- ‐ No. Someone else.
Mabel: You know what happened that night.
- You didn't even say anything.
Oliver: Just when it's all starting to feel the same, that's when you get hit by something you never saw coming.

- You're amazing, Dad.
- Well, you're even more amazing for realizing how amazing
- I am so early in life.
- Now, off to Dream Land, little boy.
- Shh...
- I love you.

- and my hobby is solving murders.
- I'm gonna go on vacation with murders, and one day, murders are gonna sit by my bed and feed me broth because I'm losing my swallow reflex.
- We're embracing the mess, right?
- So, gimme that baster, and let's make a mess.

- No, you do it.
- Mm.
- Pull out the nails?
- Just pull out the nail.
- There's something I need you to see.
- KREPS: [echoing] If I'm so stupid, how come I was able to land the smartest woman on the planet?

- Innocent blonde.
- I thought for sure she did it.
- If this is what people do at parties, I'm out.

- It's Tie‐Dye Guy!
- ‐ Okay, w‐w‐we gotta follow them.
- I'm gonna get my car. You stay on them.
- ‐ Alright, I'll wait‐‐
- Wait! You have a car?
- ‐ Go after them on foot, and then call me when you know where they are, and then I'll swing by and pick you up!
- ‐ Okay! I'll wai‐‐
- You pay for parking here?!

- Guys.
- Check this out.
- Bunny had a secret elevator?
- Where does it go? Hell?
- Let's find out.
- Wait! It's freezing in here.
[grunts] Okay.

- Bunny figures out a way to give you the bird.
- Oh, that's a good line.
- I wish I was recording.
- I was!
- Oh, God. Please don't tell me
- I'm turning into you.
- MRS. GAMBOLINI: Give me kissy.

- That feels like a biggie.
- We need to find out more about Nina.
- So... that gives us a new prime suspect.
- Ooh. Did the pregnant protégé make a pernicious power play?
- Wow, I am on fire! [laughs]
- You know, I really think that I've leveled up since Tim's murder.

- The thing is, before I became one of the most talked about people in the country...
- I had a pretty ordinary life.
- Ordinary, that is, if you assume most ordinary people are pretty miserable.
- Which I assume is a pretty safe assumption.

- You're okay, buddy. You're okay.
- Oh!
- Oh...
- Charles...
- Jesus Christ.
- Please tell me you got all that.

Oliver: Ow! Ow, ow! Ow...
- Ah! Ow!
- MAN: Ah!
- Is there nothing dips can't do?

[gasps] Oh...
- Savage... Savage...

- ‐ You could still do the podcast though.
- Can learn how to use Twitter.
- It's not that hard.
- Don't do TikTok.
- ‐ Mabel, it's been, uh... it's been the most alive
- I've felt in a decade.
- ‐ Me, too.

- ‐ Yeah, okay.
- ‐ Fabulous. Now, you know what?
- How about we all try a new trust exercise?
- ‐ No.
- ‐ No fucking way. Bye.
- ‐ I'll see you tomorrow!
- ‐ Uh, so I don't trust her at all.
- She's shifty.

- Come on, that's my son!
- Dad!
- Wait!
- Wait, Dad...
- Dad!
- Dad. Dad. No.
- No, Dad...

- Coming right up.
- Oh, uh, is your friend from yesterday joining you?
- My friend?
- Another waiter took my shift yesterday and said you were... with someone.
- Oh, no. Not coming. And not my friend.

- I don't know what I'm supposed to do right now...
- ‐ I'm totally migraining.
- You guys meet the sea witch without me.
- ‐ What did you say to her?
- ‐ Just making conversation.
- ‐ Mm. Not your thing.
- Grab those, won't you? [sighs]
- And that tray, too.

- Fuck you.
- Fuck you.
- Okay. I'm this way.
- Hello?
- Oh, it's you.
- No, I do not wanna talk about the painting.
- Stop calling!

Will: Dad, if you're not my father, I don't know what a father is.

- What are you doing here?
- Hi. Um, I come bearing gifts.
- Well, a gift.
- Also, I really need to have a wee.
- Thanks.

- There, I'd mingle with tipsy townsfolk and homesick cops, working them for clues and gossip.
- It's amazing the allies you can make over a Chicken Chug wings tub.
- I didn't see it.
- I heard it.

- It took a moment to absorb what it was, but then, it became all too clear.
- Bo had found...
- ‐ Shit!
- ‐ [sighs] My gah... No.
- Yeah! That's good.

- So, you know, we have a... we have a real opportunity here.
- No, no.
- You heard Detective Williams.
- We can't get tied into-I can't--
- Oliver, stop!
- I need a life away from death.
- We should all just let ourselves be a little boring again.

- We may need to consider what we'd lose without the human touch at the door.
- Maybe some jobs could shift?
- Instead of getting cut?
- How does Director of
- Resident Support sound?
- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- ‐ No, no. I have to return all this stuff in 30 days to get our money back.
- ‐ No! We can't rush this.
- Promise me we're not rushing this.
- ‐ I'll see you later.
- ‐ Wait, you're not coming? W‐where are you gonna be while we interview a murderer?
- ‐ Oh, just producer stuff.
- Boring. Good luck.
- ‐ What the shit was that?

- ‐ Have a seat! Come on!
- ‐ I don't wanna look at‐‐
- ‐ We'll look at it together. Here.
- Whoa! Who is this cute little boy? Huh?
Mabel: Um, I was adorable.
- I don't know what you're...
- ‐ What did you do to Silvia for her to give you a bowl cut?
- ‐ And now, you've lost the right to look at these. So, good job.

- The OG ones?
- All is Not OK?
- That takes some talent.
- That takes some intelligence.
- Trust me. I should know.

Oliver: [Enters his kitchen, slams the door before Howard can enter, and ransacks the kitchen, screaming] You're screwed, Putnam! Your dreams are dust now! Welcome to Hell, and you're own Satan!
Oliver: [Howard gently knocks on the kitchen door, halting Oliver's tantrum] Yes?
Howard: [singing] Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there.

- What is it?
- ‐ What kinda guy kills himself an hour after being desperate to get his hands... on this?

- from the daughter of a plumber from Essex?
- I didn't think so. I've had to lie to create some legitimacy for myself in this world.
- And, yes, I get the irony in what I just said.
- And now, if you are done humiliating me...
- Game over, please. Thank you.

- and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it.
- Uh, anyway, um,
- I know this is last minute, but the gallery are having a little opening tomorrow, and we were wondering if you wanted to come.
- So... yeah.
- Sending you lots of love and hope to hear from you. Bye.

- ‐ Goddammit! You're a goddamn asshole!
- ‐ What the hell are you doing?
- ‐ What the fuck was that!?
- No, that's, like, textbook cheating!
- What the fuck!

Oscar: 'Brazzos' was one of three DVD sets in the prison library.
Oliver: God, prison sounds like hell.

- "You know, she warned me that part of the job
- "would be dealing with pests.
- What she didn't say was the tenants were the pests."
- Pause for laugh. "Of course, I'm kidding.
- "Serving you... has been one of the great honors of my..."

- Well, thank God.
- What would we do without you?
- You know what I just realized?
- I fucking hate the heat.

- Mm... Alright, don't laugh.
- But I've always wanted to be a children's librarian.
- I'm a librarian.
- Shut up.
- That's our slogan.
- Oh...

- Look!
- Guys, maybe we could have brunch once in a while or go watch people play chess in the park.
- Whatever it is guys your age are into besides murder.
- Later.
- Well, the chess thing, yeah.
- Brunch. I'd rather have brunch.

Mabel: Yeah. Still, that was way too close.
Charles: But we got a huge clue.
- We find the painting, we find the killer.
Oliver: Bunny's painting?
- Charles, is that you?
- It's my father.

- And other notes!
- Attempts to get his last words right?
- Looks like we have our answer.
- ‐ So, that's it? We're done?
- No podcast.
- ‐ Back to Oklahoma.

- I‐I've been racked with guilt.
- I thought he killed himself because of me.
- And... [sighs] You know, th‐that's why we've moved the tour up.
- That's why we're gutting this apartment, and the building is just seeped in, in guilt and regret.
- It's given me an idea for a song.

- ‐ Oh, hello.
- Filming something today?
- ‐ I'm sorry?
- ‐ All the makeup, I just assumed.
- ‐ I'm not wearing makeup.
- ‐ Oh. Okay.
- Me neither. [laughs]

- and he could be living in our building.
- My father was a Charles. I'm a junior.
- ‐ Are you?
- ‐ I'm Brazzos. [laughs]
Mabel: Me and my Hardy Boys, we would get into solving mysteries around the complex.
Charles: And your Hardy Boys, where are they now?

- Where we can be with the painting.
- And then back up to Bunny's and out.
- Yes! Oh, that's a plan.
- I think this is really good!
- We are getting the hang of this.
- Absolutely.
- You can tell it's our second season.
- Ah...

Oliver: What flavor do you have there?
Oscar: Uh, vegan sea salt oil?
Oliver: Jesus. When did ice cream become a hand lotion?

- Okay, Charles, we will text you when we're downstairs with the painting, so we can sneak it up.
- And please, I beg of you, just be cool.
- Hey...
- Who's cooler than me?
- Everyone.
- Mm-hmm.

- I'm the pro here. Alright, you don't have to worry about me.
- Be smart.
- Stay away from her.
- Why?
- What are you gonna do?
- Ben...
- I know what you did.

- Teddy...
- You're the killer.
Will: But, it turns out, you can hide a secret from my dad.
- All you have to do is not know what you're hiding.

- ‐ "Whole new direction," but, yeah.
- That's me.
- ‐ [laughs] Shit!
- Yo, let's see what we got here, yeah?
- ‐ Hey, do you think the attendant can sell me some brine?
- I need to replenish her sodium levels.
- ‐ [laughs] Brine, man! I like that!
- Wherever you're going, you might not be going in this.

- Yeah, this painting on top, oh, that was for me.
- And the one underneath... this was for him.
- The man he most wanted to be.
- A father to his boy.

- Gut Milk Lite.
- It's got all the flavor of Gut Milk and none of the unexplained crunch.
[sighs] Wow.
- Two murders back-to-back.
- Yep.
- Now we can start talking to each other like people and not just about murders.
- Right.

Oliver: Search "Charles‐Haden Savage fat."
- Ooh! [laughs] Look at the ass on papa.
- ‐ Oh...
- ‐ Jesus, you're huge.
- Looks like you're wearing a turtleneck.
- Oh no, don't worry.
- It‐it's just warming up.
- I don't think Aphrodite's ever been driven in the winter.

Oliver: [Charles & Oliver arrive at Alice's party in Mabel's apartment] The good news is you're not the worst dressed guest here.
[turns to a hipster in a long coat]
Oliver: Pleasure to meet you, professor. Did you ride here in a hot air balloon?

- J-just give me a cyanide pill and something fizzy to wash it down with.
- It's two more flights.
- Fine, b-but I'll need to be dragged.
Mabel: Ugh...
Charles: Come on, puppy.
Oliver: Oh, Mama! Ah! [gasps]
- Okay.

Oliver: Bunny had a secret elevator? Where does it go, Hell?

- ‐ Charles, we can't just suspect someone because they're wearing a hoodie.
- It's like a huge no.
- ‐ I'm not doing that.
- Well, I am doing that, but not like that.
- Okay, fine. I'm just saying...
- Tie‐Dye Guy.
- ‐ Enough with the Tie‐Dye Guy.
- It's just a waste of time.

- Wait, no! Come in.
- I have tons of batteries.
- If you have tons of batteries, why were you coming to ask if I had any batteries?
- I mean, I have tons of candles.
- Can I interest you in a votive or a... a dripless taper?
- Hm.

- and not as a joke.
- I see Jan as a doomed romantic, fixated on finding the kind of passion that will ultimately destroy her.
- I think she was just a bad cook who could play the bassoon.
- I've been practicing.

Will: I mean, maybe because she thinks it looks suspicious.
- Especially since the last time she was here, one of the other friends died.
- She got pushed off the roof.
Charles: What?
- ‐ That girl is bad news.
- ‐ Can you just say all that one more time?

- Who would do this to you?
Oliver: If we began with the question,
- "How well do you know your neighbors?"
Oliver: Turns out, the answer is your most well‐known neighbor...
Oliver: ...might be the one you know the least.

- Yeah, we'll see.
- Just remember not to tell your mother about what we did today.
- Why doesn't Mom want you to be an actor?
- Because she's a dream killer, son.
- Charles, look at that building.
- I hit it big, we're gonna live there.

- Why?
- Because I'm Becky Butler.
- KREPS: But every once in a while, you meet someone... and everything changes.
- And your whole goddamn universe turns upside down.
- And that's when shit gets really crazy.

- nearly four freaking dollars in Tribeca.
- Those joints?
- Overpriced as fuck.
- Not like that coat though.
- That... is priceless.
- It's special. Just like her.

- They're cool, even though they're old.
Mabel: We'd spend a few weeks together every summer and winter break when my aunt would let me stay with her, and I could pretend
- I lived in the Arconia.
- And we could be the Hardy Boys... solving mysteries we'd make up around Tim's apartment.

- looking for some cash to make this podcast special.
- ‐ You know, let me put some money into that sound equipment. It's our show.
- ‐ Oh, no, no. You don't have to do that.
- ‐ No, I want to‐‐
- ‐ You owe me 4,500. I prefer cash.
- ‐ [mouthing] Where you going?
- ‐ Oliver Putnam is not gonna take no for an answer.

- ‐ No, I‐I bet you looked hot.
- ‐ You'd lose that bet.
- ‐ Well, let's see for myself.
- Were they like the lower‐‐
- ‐ Little longer and then they did, like, a curl...
- ‐ Oh God. You're right.
- ‐ They're‐‐ It's horrible.
- I can't unsee that.

- Because if you only love one thing, and then one thing goes away, well... then you're left with nothing.
- And that sucks.
- A-are you asking for more iced tea?
- Finally, he hears me.

- That's fuckin' scary.
- Or maybe you're too stupid to realize what the fuck is going on here, huh?
- You know, people go away for things they didn't do all the time. Remember that.
- Tough guy.
- Now, take that shit-eating grin off your face, and get the fuck out of my gym.

Charles: Let's see if Mabel's free. I'll call her.
[looks up at Oliver]
Charles: Or should I text?
Oliver: [pondering] Calls bother them for some reason.
Charles: Yeah, I think it's a text.
Charles: What sounds more casual, "Dear Mabel" or "Greetings, Mabel"?

Jerry: [having just knocked out a rat with his shoe] You came on a good night!
Oliver: I doubt I'll have a good night ever again.

- Winnie is just a big fan.
- ‐ I don't like dogs.
- ‐ Ah. [clears throat]
- Do you have a dog?
- ‐ I have a dog.
- I don't like him either.
- ‐ Ah, well, this‐this has been a...

- just to take a peek.
- ‐ Just to see what's happening.
- ‐ Okay. But, we should take it to eight.
- ‐ Why?
- ‐ They'll have cops posted on nine.
- ‐ Ooh, you're good.

- I can't believe this is my last day.
- As Board President.

- ‐ Don't even.
Tim: Hey, guys, if it's dark on the roof, nobody's gonna see how good we look.
- ‐ Hm, nice slick hair, Tim.
- ‐ Kono. Get a picture.
Mabel: Yes! This one's mine.
- Hurry!
Oscar: Come on. Here we go.

- Hm, stupid question.
- Of course, you do.
- Anyway, then this happened.
Mabel: Wow. It's beautiful.
- I'm glad you like it.
- Because it's you.
- And I want you to destroy it.

- What's Mrs. Gambolini doing here?
- Isn't this fun?
- MRS. GAMBOLINI: Eat shit.
- Maybe I can donate her to, like, an orphanage.
- I'm not so sure she should be around children.
- MRS. GAMBOLINI: Hey. Hey.

Mabel: I'm a stranger that lied to you a bunch. And you're two randos that dragged me into a podcast.
Oliver: 'Rando' is a slang term for a person of no significance.
Charles: I used context clues, but thank you.
Oliver: You're welcome.

Charles: We at Only Murders did not kill Bunny Folger. But there's a chance we could have saved her life with a simple act of kindness.

- I know they're here, in the Arconia, waiting to be discovered.

- ‐ But he never told anybody.
- ‐ Oscar got blamed and went away, but he's out now, and I'm fine.
- ‐ Is fine not being able to finish anything or focus because your mind is trapped in the past?
- ‐ Please stop!
- ‐ Temores nocturnos fine?
- ‐ Ahem.

Oliver: I feel like the worst father in the world.
Teddy: Are you kidding? On your worst day you didn't drag your son into a criminal enterprise or cover up his involvement in someone's death.
Oliver: True. But I did recently encourage him to get involved in the theater, so...
Teddy: Well, that's bad.

- Stay alive! No matter what occurs,
- I will find you, no matter how long it takes.
- I will find you.
- Putnam!
- Oh. Yeah. On my way.
- Ah...

- No, that c-can't...
- Who's the Son of Sam tonight, Dad?
- Oh, Teddy.
- It's always obvious when he's hiding something.
- You're awfully quiet tonight, Teddy.
- What, do you have another secret?

- WOMAN: [on phone]
- Hello?
- Hello?
- Looks like we're in for a fight.
- Oh.
- Looks like we're in for a fight.
- Jesus, I need a life.

- No.
[sighs] But I must have let them in.
- That's what I think about.
- They must have walked right past me.
- I just hope it's not some psycho who's got a thing against board presidents.

- I leave them on the subway.
- The thing is, when you lose something on the subway, you‐you don't know‐‐
- MAN 1: Ding!
- Even the elevator wanted that story to end.
- ‐ Come on, Winnie.
- Winnie. No.

Oliver: So so so you put "Aurora" on her envelope when you tip at Christmas?
Charles: I don't tip.
Oliver: Whaaaaaat?
Charles: I think it's elitist. I send out autographed photos instead.

- they're dopey, but they tell the story really well.
- ‐ Yeah, I don't... I don't tell stories.
- And I don't make mistakes on my cases.
- ‐ Wait, where are you going?
- ‐ Where do you think?
- ‐ Dee, come on.
- ‐ You know... you didn't have to hit me with the work shit. Not today.

- Drinking, uh, jail.
- And he died while I was young.
- I'm so sorry. I'm...
- I'm sorry.
- Mrs. Folger, what about your painting?
- I have a feeling that you'll be looking for me.

- Then you start popping up on all the front pages of all the papers. Crazy great timing.
- So... is this an offer?
- I'm Brazzos again?
- Uncle Brazzos.
- It's a series regular.
- As long as you stay out of jail.

- No, that's the word I was looking for.
- Unravels like a mystery.
- Oh no, no, no. I like sweater best.
- Have both of you had strokes or have I?
- God!
- This is really not feeling like a finale yet.
- Is it?

Oliver: [slow-motion]
- It... is... indeed...
- Why are you moving in slow-motion?
- Who's... going... slow?
- Who... us?

- ‐ Well, I could use a drink and a dip.
- Anyone join me?
- ‐ I'm gonna go for a run.
- ‐ How about you, Charlie?
- Checkers? Chazz!
- ‐ Sure, fine.
- But I have one more mess to embrace first.

- Look, there it is.
- A direct route into Bunny's.
- We just need to take off the grate.
- ‐ No, no, no.
- Have you forgotten?
- I'm Brazzos.

- Plus someone in the building, if it doesn't work out...
- Now's not a good time, so.
Mabel: Right.
- You should wait. Plenty of time.
- You know, 70 is the new 40.
- ‐ I want you to be less mean.
- ‐ I know you do.

- Can I?
- BOTH: Absolutely not.
- ‐ No, no. Thank you so much.
- ‐ Thank you.
Oliver: Hi, baby.
Mabel: Oh! That's a real dog.
Oliver: Yeah, yeah.

[only spoken line in the entire episode]
Charles: We did it!

- Charles?
- Is that you?
- Charles...
- Charles?

Oliver: You like your Beats?

- But Bunny would have ordered the cake from Sherman's on 92nd.
- True.
- She sure would have.
- Okay. We only have an hour.
[sighs] And if we pull this off,
- I swear to each and every person in this room that Charles will buy you the cake of your choice!

- What? You think I can't do it?
- Did you not see what I did today?

Cinda: Testing, testing.
- We good?

- We need to speak."
- ‐ All caps. Ominous.
- ‐ No, that's just the way he types.
- But it still seems bad.
- Would you mind coming with me?
- Or am I too rando?

Oliver: Ursula, my beloved! Even from here you smell like a field of lavender and French fries.
Ursula: [LAUGHS] My two favorite things.

- in as many countries.
- Each of Archibald's buildings have little secrets known only to the architect himself.
- Just as Archibald held secrets known only to the architect himself.