The right to bear arms might be in the Bill of Rights, but it wasn't right.

It was a matter of crossing fingers and having hope, according to her.

No matter what, they were always pushing, for evidence they needed, answers they wanted, the people who saw first hand what happened before the police came along to solve the case.

Then again, that was half the fun.

But tomorrow was another day, and what it brought was yet to be seen.

...they could hardly be described as few and far between, but I wouldn't have traded them for the world.

...but it was a new day, and I would worry about it later.

She told me it was nothing, in that innocent way that all seven year olds seem to have.

...and I knew it was a sound that would linger with me forever.

They gave him an honor guard...but it did nothing to make any of us feel better.

The first rule of Homicide: You answer the phone, the case is yours, no questions asked.

It's a sign of hope, so long as it's lit...but once it goes out, another long shift begins.

This man had a job he loved, a family he loved, friends he loved and it was taken away with one bullet. You feel selfish suddenly, as if nothing you've ever complained about was really important. Not in comparison with this.

There had never really been any secrets between the three of us...her and Rose and me...

But as we sat there in silence, I realized that anything that I was feeling was nothing compared to what she went through every time this happened...

One of them was wearing Abby's State's Attorney's ID...

I didn't have the heart to tell him that she'd been doing it since the night before...

No matter what I did, I was always going to be afraid of losing my little girl.

And there the three of us were, our backs to the camera as we walked out of our high school for the last time…ready to take on whatever the world had to throw at us.

I'd heard people say that nothing ever lasted forever...

And it was another one of those reasons why I'd always had the opinion that farewells were more often than not more trouble than they were worth.

And together, we turned, and walked, back towards the lights…back towards the noise and the people on the streets...back to the city that the two of us would always call home.

When I finally managed to close my eyes, I saw blood…and it was everywhere.

And as he opens the door to headquarters, he wonders whether there will ever come a day when the city isn't known by that name...

Set between Forgive Our Trespasses and the beginning of Law and Order:SVU...Munch's thoughts as he leaves Baltimore for the last time.