Galloway: I'm pulling rank here, Cole. I'm not hauling myself up there. Go get them, tiger.
Phelps: You'd slow me down anyway, old timer. Sometimes a step backwards is a step in the right direction. Our Lady of Guadalupe, ripped from Antonia's necklace. Round which death laughed, sepulchred emblems of dead destruction, ruin within ruin! So this is a treasure hunt.
Galloway: What is it this time?
Phelps: The religious medal from the Maldonado case.
Galloway: The Dahlia, Moller, Maldonado, and this gets out?
Phelps: We still have to find the guy, Rusty.
Galloway: Another poem? Well, you must have some idea, right? Come on, Phelps. We're on a role here. Don't let me down.
We're going to catch hell for this. Banging up innocent men.
Phelps: The newspapers will crucify the guy. They won't have time to wonder about our mistakes. We'll be okay, Rusty. As long as we catch the guy.
Galloway: I hope you're right, Cole. We'll be famous if we get this case.