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I First Came To Chicago...

Hawk and a Handsaw	Psychologist: So you're a Mountie are you? Fraser: Constable. Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Yes. Psychologist: Here in Chicago. Fraser: Well, you see I used to live in the Yukon but I uncovered a plot that involved drowning caribou and then some men who were dressed in white came after me with homicidal intentions. It's a rather long story and it takes exactly two hours to tell but the upshot of it is I was sent here. I think I embarrassed some people in the government. Psychologist: Do you have anyone who can vouch for you here? Fraser: Well, yes, there's my wolf. Although I'm not sure he would vouch for me. If you know anything about lupine behavior, you know how moody they are and on top of that he's deaf. Psychologist: Name? Fraser: I'd rather not say. [Danny puts his hands on Fraser's shoulders so he knows he is in back of him. Fraser looks up and smiles the innocent smile] Ah.
Victoria's Secret	[Interview room at the precinct] Internal affairs officer: Vecchio you want a cup of coffee. Ray: No I'm good, thanks. Internal affairs officer: So you and Fraser you're pretty close, huh? Best buddies? Ray: Best buddies. Yeah right. We play stick ball together after work. What the hell is this all about? Internal affairs officer: Did he ever tell you why he came to Chicago? Ray: He came for the pizza.. Now is this about him or is it about me? Internal affairs officer: Ah well actually - Welsh [entering room]: How are you doing Detective?
Flashback	Ray: Right, uh, maybe we should start at the beginning. [Ray: You're father was a Mountie, a legend.] Robert: You're going to shoot a Mountie. They'll hunt you to the ends of the earth. [Ray: Someone shot him and you came to Chicago on the trail of some dentist. And that's where we met.] Desk Sergeant: Look here's Nanook of the North. Fraser: Constable Fraser. Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Desk Sergeant: No kidding. You got a dog? Fraser: He's in quarantine. I'm looking for an officer assigned to this case number. Desk Sergeant: Oh yeah, you're gonna like this fella. You can't miss him. Just look for Armani. Ray: Can you read that? Does the label not say Armani? Of course it's original merchandise. A friend of mine just sorta found a truckload sitting on the side of the road. Inmate: Isn't this kind of a strange place to do business? Ray: Hey, at least in here you know who you're dealing with, right? Fraser: Excuse me...I'm looking for a Detective Armani? Ray: Come on...You mean me? Guard! Ray: Okay, who let the Mountie in the holdin cell? Fraser: I'm sorry I believe the unfortunate confusion with an unfamiliar idiotic trade name. Ray: The confusion was, was down here you don't bust in on some guy when he's about to take down the biggest operator in the garment district for buying stolen merchandise. Fraser: Oh, so you were attempting to sell him a truckload of illegally obtained men's clothing. Ray: That's right. Fraser: Isn't that entrapment? Ray: What do you want from me? Fraser: I was told that you're in charge of this case. Ray: Ah yes, the dead Mountie thing, like I couldn't have guessed. Look. I've got your list of names in my basket here. The moment I get a chance I'm going to go to the computer, pick up the phone and call you with the information so you can go get your Boy Scout points. Now, is there anything else? Fraser: Yes. The dead Mountie was my father. And I would appreciate it if you'd check the names while there's still a chance of catching the man who killed him. Oh and by the way, he's not in the garment business. Ray: What? Fraser: Your man, in the cell. He had a hole in his shoe. I'm not familiar with your city but I'd assume a big garment buyer wouldn't be caught dead with a hole in his shoe, so, like you, he is pretending to be someone he's not.(Pilot) Fraser: And then we, um, Ray: bonded. Fraser: Bonded. Ray: We bonded? Fraser: Yeah, you can say that.
Burning Down the House	Fraser [to RayK]: I'm sorry. I don't mean to be rude, but I rarely forget a face and I am very confident that you and I have never met. Now, my name is Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father and for reasons that, well, they don't need exploring at this juncture, I have remained attached as liaison with the Canadian Consulate, and over the course of my time here I have formed what you would call a duet with the person that I am currently looking for, one Raymond Vecchio, detective first grade, Chicago Police Department.
Eclipse	Landlady: So what's your story? You work in a circus? Fraser: Uh, no, ma'am, Royal Canadian Mounted police. I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father, and for reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture I've remained, attached as liaison with the Canadian Consulate. Landlady: [after long pause] Don't take anything Fraser: Understood.
I Coulda Been a Defendant	Kevin: Sure, if you can tell me how a Mountie fits into this. Fraser: My name is Constable Benton Fraser - Welsh: He originally came to Chicago on the trail of his father's killer - Ray: And for a whole bunch of reasons he decided to stick around - Fraser: Attached as liaison to the Canadian Consulate. Kevin: What I meant was, what possible interest would a Canadian have in this? Fraser: Nothing official, sir, beyond an ongoing interest in universal justice.
Strange Bedfellows	Dewey: Who are you? Fraser: Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father and for reasons that really don't need exploring at this juncture have remained, attached as liaison to the Canadian Consulate.
Seeing Is Believing	Lawyer: Are you from another country? Fraser: Ah, yes I am, ma'am. My name is Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father, and for reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture, I have remained, attached as liaison officer with the Canadian Consulate.
The Bounty Hunter	Torrance: What is a Mountie doing here, anyway? Kowalski: His name is Constable Benton Fraser. He first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of his father, and for reasons that do not need explaining at this juncture, he has remained a lesion Fraser: Uh, liaison, Ray. Attached as liaison with the Canadian consulate.
Mountie and Soul	Devon: Where you from? Ray: This is Constable Benton Fraser. He-first-came-to-Chicago-on-the-killers-of-his-father-he's-Canadian-you-don't-want-to-know. Bare knuckle fighter Fraser: Well, no, Ray, I only wrestle bears.
Spy Vs. Spy	Ruth: Who are you? Fraser: My name is Constable Benton Fraser, RCMP, and I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father. For reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture, I've remained, attached as liaison with the Canadian Consulate. Ruth: Are you the police?
Asylum	Fillion: Is that a wolf? Fraser: Half wolf, actually. Fillion: Is that legit? Fraser: Yes. Yes. My name is Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father and for reasons that don't need exploring at this juncture, I've remained, attached as liaison with the Canadian Consulate.
Perfect Strangers	[Leaving building] Fraser: I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father. . . [General Bowman drives up]
Dead Guy Running	Fraser to Mr. Dinardo: I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father. . .But it's not really important, sir.
Mountie on the Bounty	Fraser: Gentlemen, good day. Man 1: What kind of outfit is that? Fraser: My name is Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police. Man 2: Oh, yeah? What brings you here? Fraser: Well, I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father. Man 3: Then what? You just stayed? Fraser: As a matter of fact, I did, yes, attached as liaison with the Canadian Consulate. Man 2: Interesting.
Doctor Longball	Huck Bogart: And who the hell are you? Wilson Welsh: Huck, this is Lt. Harding Welsh of the Chicago Police Department and this in Constable Fraser of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. He first came to Illinois on the trail of his father's killer and for a number of interesting reasons has stayed… Fraser: Attached as liaison with the Canadian Consulate. Huck Bogart: You're kidding me. Fraser: No sir, I'm not.
Easy Money	Nope. Doesn't do it.
Likely Story	Nellie: Who the hell are you? Fraser: My name is Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I - it's not really important. What is important is that 2 years ago you were paid money to kill Sammy Franks and certain people are going to be very unhappy to discover you've missed a second time and the money, which I'm virtually certain is all gone, is, in fact, all gone. Nellie: Well, you got a good point.
Odds	White: Agent White. Exley: Agent Exley. Welsh: Oh Feds. White: You want us to come back after yoga, gentlemen? Exley: You're Constable Benton Fraser of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. White: First came to Chicago on the trail of his Father's… Welsh: Yes he is. Now what do you want?
Ladies' Man	Fraser: As you know, Ray, I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father. . . Ray: . . .and have remained. Fraser: Indeed. Fraser to State's Attorney Bedford, who walks away: Ah, well sir, I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father, and. . .
Mojo Rising	Mama Lolla: You first came to Chicago on the trail of the killahs of yo' daddy. And you stayed. (laughs) So did yo' daddy.
Mounty Sings the Blues	Fraser: I. . . Earl Jeffers: You came looking for the guy that killed your father. Fraser: Yes. Earl Jeffers: I've seen your file.
Good For The Soul	Not done yet.
Dead Men Don't Throw Rice	Nope. Doesn't do it.
Say Amen	Fraser to Ms. Barrow: I fi. . . Ray: Heyheyhey! Fraser: Sorry.
Hunting Season	Ellis: What's that, the police band? [indicating the two Mounties] Fraser: Uh, no sir, my name is Constable Benton Fraser, Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my father, and this is... Maggie: I've heard that. I've never known if that was true. Fraser: Well, I'm afraid it is, yes. Maggie: Did you catch them? Fraser: I did., yes. Maggie: I have to tell you how much I admire that kind of determination. Fraser: Oh, thank you. Thank you kindly. Ellis: Uh, are you working for, like, uh, Worlds Weirdest Videos? Ray: No, uh, they're Canadian. Ellis: Oh
Call of the Wild	Muldoon: Perhaps he should talk... Don't I know you. Fraser: Not directly no. I first came to Chicago on the trail of the killers of my-- RayK: Fraser not now.

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