Marissa:
Well, what are you waiting for?

Gary:
What do you mean?

Marissa:
Somewhere in this city, a mother's about to abandon her child. Go and find her.

Gary:
Sure, maybe I'll find Jimmy Hoffa while I'm at it.

Marissa:
Gary, that's not what I mean.

Gary:
Well, there's not much to go on here, Marissa.

Marissa:
Go with what you have. Start at St. Mary's.

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Gary:
Look, the article doesn't say anything about her being a parishioner at the church.

Marissa:
Is there a picture of the bassinet?

Gary:
No, but all bassinets look alike.

Marissa:
Is there a picture of the baby?

Gary:
Well, at ten weeks, all babies look alike.

{Marissa sighs and gives him "the look."}

{Spike whines and gives him "the look."}

{Exasperated, Gary gets up to get his coat.}

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Marissa:
Going somewhere?

Gary:
Yeah, out in the rain to find an unidentified woman carrying a bassinet with a baby boy in it, to casually inquire whether or not she plans to abandon him tonight.

Marissa:
Uh, Gary? Don't forget your umbrella.

Chuck:
Marcia -- did you really love her?

Gary:
Yeah {barely audible}

Chuck:
How did you know?

Gary:
I don't know. I guess, uh... she was beautiful. She was smart. She was in love with me. {pause}

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Gary:
She used to make me blueberry pancakes every sunday morning. With melted butter.

Chuck:
She melted the butter?

Gary:
Mm. Insisted on picking me up at the airport too.

Chuck:
I don't even pick my mother up at the airport when she comes to visit.

Gary:
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are you telling me you that you think you're in love with a woman who you shared a $5 cab ride with?

Chuck:
No. I just wanted the opportunity, that's all.

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Gary:
You know what I think?

Chuck:
What?

Gary:
Opportunity doesn't knock. It presents itself when you beat down the door.