Ironside: Someone ought to muzzle that guy.
The Commissioner: Someone wants to muzzle him for good. Howard has been receiving threatening letters. I want you to handle it.
The Commissioner: His producer wants to be kept quiet. No publicity.
Ironside: Sorry, Dennis. Even a judge has the right to disqualify himself on grounds of prejudice. Assign someone else.
The Commissioner: I'm assigning you. Ross Howard is no longer just a TV personality. They're going to run him for the Senate.
The Commissioner: Yes, and that makes him a political figure now, and you know what that means. He's got to be protected.
Ironside: Do you have any idea who hates you enough to write these letters?
Ross Howard: Well, let's see. The ratings say I've got ten million viewers, so be kind, figure 90% like me. That would mean about one million hate my guts. Do you know what they call me?
Ross Howard: The People's Voice. Oh, fudge. Too sweet.
Martha Webb: Ross, please take this seriously.
Ironside: You've smeared a lot of people, Mr. Howard.
Ross Howard: Not smeared, Chief, exposed. And only if they had it coming.
Ironside: And Captain Finch?
Ross Howard: Look, Chief, you're in my ballpark now, so tune in on the ground rules. I don't make the law, I observe it. When somebody starts twisting it and he's a little too important for the newspapers to do anything about, I--I do. I've got no axe to grind, I don't lean left or right, I'm a registered neutral. All I care about is this country, my country.
Mark: You don't seem too shook up over this Ross Howard case.
Eve: You really do have mixed emotions on this one, don't you?
Ironside: I'm a trained police officer with a moral obligation to protect the lives of the public.
Mark: He's got mixed emotions.
Phil Manning: Hey, Sherlock. Look, if someone trying to kill Howard, I've got a great idea. Let him.
Eve: One more thing, Norma Howard filed for a divorce four years ago.
Ironside: And withdrew it two days later.
Eve: Strange, wasn't it?
Eve: A woman files for divorce a day after her father dies.
Ironside: Why did you wait until now to tell me?
Eve: (walking off) It's my drama training. I saved it for an exit line.
Ross Howard: We understand the captain is one of your boys. You have to live with him. So it's only natural that...
Ironside: What about you, Mr. Howard? This is where you live. In this box. Like a vampire who comes to life in his electronic coffin every night when the sun goes down. Every night on prime time.
Ross Howard: Pretty clever material, Chief. You outta have your own show.