- Nash Bridges: Ha! You were snorin'!
- Joe Dominguez: Oh, me? I was awake, I heard everything you said. If you don't believe me, repeat it and I'll tell ya.
- Caitlin Cross: Well, it's the only motive we've got: some guy got shot for talking on his cellphone.
- Nash Bridges: Gee, who would want to do that?
- [with some sarcasm]
- Nash Bridges: Any thoughts?
- [asking the crew]
- Joe Dominguez: Huh?
- [after not paying attention]
- Nash Bridges: Thoughts. you know, those things that happen in, ah, the brain when synapsis fire? We sometimes use them to solve cases.
- Nash Bridges: Speak.
- Joe Dominguez: I've been having dreams. About Caitlin.
- Nash Bridges: What kind of dreams?
- Joe Dominguez: Erotic dreams.
- Nash Bridges: I can understand that.
- Joe Dominguez: Man, I'm afraid to go to sleep at night
- Nash Bridges: All right. You want the Freudian cure, the Noonian cure, or the Bridgian cure?
- Joe Dominguez: What ever works.
- Nash Bridges: You're not really dreaming about Caitlin at all.
- Joe Dominguez: I'm not?
- Nash Bridges: No. You're actually dreaming about me. But since you can't consciously accept your blatant homo erotic urges while your wife is out of town, you take my girlfriend and put her in as a substitue.
- Joe Dominguez: Are you high?
- Nash Bridges: Ha ha! Well, just think about that when you go to bed. I gurantee you those dreams will be history.