Drake Hamilton: You said our entire genetic make-up is in one cell... How do we escape that?
Horatio: Your family? You stop procreating.
Drake Hamilton: Yes, but the girl is the one who'll pay. The press will eat her alive. Protect her.
Horatio: Are you suggesting that I protect a woman? That's rich.
Megan: Thin epidermis, lots of blood vessels and the sebaceous glands are separate from the hair follicles. We're talking penis-- tore off.
Megan: You might want to get a good hold of yourself.
Megan: Still have to chop it up; confirm it's Paul's.
Horatio: Therein lies the rub, my friends.
This is an allusion to Shakespeare's "Hamlet", where Hamlet says "there's the rub".