Rick Gomez

Vasquez: "Well, you were right about Owen Carnes not offing himself."
Raylan: "Well, it didn't take a genius to read that one."
Art: "Obviously."
Raylan: "These boys with you?"
Vasquez: "Sorry?"
Raylan: "I thought maybe you decided to skip over your inquiry, haul me straight off to the clink."
Vasquez: "I didn't think of that. What an idiot I am. No, this is another headache we got."

Art Mullen: "You still alright to use my office?"
Vasquez: "Don't see why not. I'll give you home field."

Raylan: "I think the bourbon sealed it."
Vasquez: "You must be glad to finally find a professional use for your office bottle, huh, Chief?"
Art Mullen: "Well, I don't know what you're talking about. I was just as surprised to find that in here as anybody else."
Vasquez: "It was probably the cleaning staff that left it."
Art Mullen: "Yeah. Teenagers."
Raylan: "Hopped-up kids on a joyride to hell."