Jake : [Leary accessing the computer at Berkowitz's office]  What do you think you are gonna do with that? Play Ms. Pac-Man or something? Sam Leary : Hopefully, find Castle. Jake : No shit! Sam Leary : No shit!

Sam Leary : [as she and Berkowitz are combing the sewers for the Punisher's lair]  ... So how come you never gave up on Frank Castle, like everybody else did? Jake : Because I know what it's like to be given up on. Sam Leary : Who gave up on YOU? Jake : Everyone and myself. You know how most cops like to go out for a drink after work? Well, I kept moving on up... to the drink BEFORE work, the drink DURING work, and finally the drink INSTEAD OF work. It got to be a real problem; nobody wanted to deal with it, least of all me. Before I knew it, I was down to cleaning empty shells off the firing range. Then along came Frank Castle, ex-Marine commando with a shiny new police badge, and a request to learn from the man who wrote the book on busting bad guys: me. He helped me get my act together, and the rest is history.

Sam Leary : How long do you think someone can live after you've cut out their heart? Frank Castle : A long... time.