- Jack McCoy: Tenofskie loved what he did. He loved the D.A.'s office, loved trial work. He even loved the appeals bureau.
- Serena Southerlyn: The only thing that could have stopped him from going after your clients was the fear of losing all of that.
- Jack McCoy: Back in 1978, you were a night student at Brooklyn Law, but you took one day class. Corporations, with Professor Hoffman.
- William Wachtler: I barely remember it.
- Serena Southerlyn: You had a classmate, the real Daniel Tenofsky; the one who dropped out.
- Jack McCoy: You sat across the aisle from him for six months. So when Libretti and Biscotti and you had your first sit-down with our Dan Tenofskie, whose real name was Jacob Dieter, you knew he was a fake.
- William Wachtler: You'll never prove that.
- Jack McCoy: Your clients did not bribe Tenofskie. They blackmailed him, with your help. They threatened to expose him, threatened to take away his identity, take away the life he'd built for himself.
- William Wachtler: You want me testify against these guys?
- Jack McCoy: Libretti, Biscotti, and Tortomassi.
- William Wachtler: I'll need to go into witness protection.
- Jack McCoy: You'll testify and go to jail. And if I'm in a good mood, I'll consider arranging segregation from the general population.
- Lennie Briscoe: I hear McCoy's on the warpath.
- Anita Van Buren: Let's say... the drums are beating loud and clear. What did the M.E. have to say?
- Ed Green: The M.E. on the scene was a hair off. Sixteen puncture wounds.
- Lennie Briscoe: And a .38 caliber bullet.
- Anita Van Buren: They shot him, too?
- Lennie Briscoe: First. Close-up to the heart. Tenofskie was dead before he hit the ground.
- Anita Van Buren: D.A.s tend to make a lot of enemies in the real world.
- Ed Green: Somebody sure took it personally.
- Ed Green: Hey, when did you say Tenofskie graduated Brooklyn Law?
- Lennie Briscoe: Uh... the diploma in his office said 1980.
- Ed Green: So that would have meant he would have been in Brooklyn from... '77 on.
- Lennie Briscoe: Yeah. Brooklyn Law School is, uh... three years if you go days, four years if you go nights.
- [seeing Ed's look of surprise]
- Lennie Briscoe: I thought about it a while back.
- Ed Green: You'd have made a hell of a shyster.
- Lennie Briscoe: Bite your tongue. So, what's the sudden interest in Tenofskie's domicile twenty years ago?
- Ed Green: Well, this dude saved everything, including rent receipts.
- Lennie Briscoe: Hey, he was a little obsessive.
- Ed Green: Yeah, well, according to these receipts, he lived in Phoenix in '78 and '79, while attending law school in Brooklyn.
- Lennie Briscoe: That's a hell of a commute.
- Arthur Branch: Have we found anything yet that's relevant to his murder?
- Jack McCoy: Not yet.
- Arthur Branch: Well, in that case, I'd be delighted to ponder the psychological enigma that was Jacob Dieter, but I've got to double-time it up to the appeleate division.
- Serena Southerlyn: Midonas?
- Arthur Branch: Chief Judge Leonidas Midonas. I'd sooner fess up to cheating on my taxes as to hand him a shaggy dog story like this.
- Serena Southerlyn: The jury is eating it up. It's been a while since the city had a real mob boss on trial.
- Jack McCoy: [a thought strikes him] Serena. Libretti said Biscotti got the order to hit Parenti.
- Serena Southerlyn: So?
- Jack McCoy: Biscuits said Books received the go-ahead.
- Serena Southerlyn: That's a slip of the tongue.
- Jack McCoy: Well-prepped witnesses do not slip. Not like that.
- Serena Southerlyn: You can't blame yourself, Jack. We prepped them as much as we could.
- Jack McCoy: Not how we prepped them. How Wachtler did.
- Serena Southerlyn: Wachtler?
- Jack McCoy: He's been handling those two, and us, all along.
- Serena Southerlyn: How and why?
- Jack McCoy: I'm not sure yet. But if he orchestrated this discrepancy, I have to ask what else are those two lying about? Pull Wachtler's LUDs, his CV, anything you can get on him.
- [last lines]
- Serena Southerlyn: Arizona PD couldn't find a brother.
- Jack McCoy: I was never sure if he was real or was just another creation.
- Serena Southerlyn: He has no family, Jack. No next of kin. What do you want me to do with his personal effects?
- Jack McCoy: What personal effects? Those were more like props.
- Serena Southerlyn: So who was he really? Dieter or Tenofskie?
- Jack McCoy: Who knows?