Best Lines provided by Eva
Kevin: Far be it from me to tell you how to do it, but sometimes a car crash is just a car crash, even when it involves the most hated man in Genoa City.
Chance: There’s more to the story. Trust me. And it’s all in the police report. And since I want you to take on a bigger role in this case…
Kevin: I need to be up to speed. Got it.
Chance: And if something feels off, don’t be satisfied with the simple answer. When I learned that Rey had a heart attack, the whole scenario just made sense. It made sense why he didn’t have the natural reaction to avoid a collision, why he didn’t hit the brakes, why he didn’t try to steer away from oncoming traffic. And that is why I need to know exactly what happened to Ashland Locke yesterday. I want to know what he did every minute leading up to his death. And you’re gonna help me do it.
Kevin: Me? What can I do? I’m not a cop. I can’t interrogate people. And while I’m sure his car has plenty of microchips inside, you really need a mechanic to analyze that data.
Chance: Go see the medical examiner. She takes her coffee with two sugars.
Kevin: But I have nothing to do with it in her office. She doesn’t even technically work for the GCPD.
Chance: Go see her and tell her how much you like that fantasy role-playing game.
Kevin: Oh, she plays that, too?
Chance: That’s what I hear. And that’s why you’re the perfect man for the job.
Kevin: Unless you’re suggesting that Ashland’s death had something to do with the search for a mythical orb, I fail to see the connection.
Chance: You can take this shared interest, and you can butter her up, man. Get friendly. Yeah? I mean, ask her to join your, uh — whatever it is you call a group of people who play that game.
Kevin: A guild.
Chance: Yes. Yes. Guild. And then once you two are guild buddies — yeah? — You make sure she knows that that autopsy is our top priority.
Kevin: [Sighs] Alright. I guess that’s simple enough.
Chance: And you make sure you know that police report by heart, man. I’m gonna need you up to speed if we’re gonna figure this out.
Kevin: “We.” Sure. I mean, yes. And I will report right back to you because that is what a good sidekick does. We’re kind of a team now, right? You’re boots on the ground. I’m your guy behind the desk, eyes on everything, plugged in to the mainframe. Yes! Maybe not. But I will see what I can do about speeding up that autopsy, and, uh, I’ll be in touch.