Kate Mullen: ...he's so shy. Next month he's doing the underwear billboard in Times Square.
Tom Mullen: So how do I get my son back?
Detective Jimmy Shaker: Are you going to pay me?
Tom Mullen: Of course I am.
Detective Jimmy Shaker: Then it shouldn't be a problem.
Liquor Store Perp: Yo, man, these cuffs are too tight, man.
Detective #1: That's 'cause they're new. They'll stretch. You gotta give 'em a little time.
Detective Jimmy Shaker: I got to him once. I'll get him again. And when I do... I'm not gonna want money... anymore.
Detective Jimmy Shaker: You think you're suffering right now? Huh? You got no idea what suffering is.
Tom Mullen: My son is dead, go to hell.
Detective Jimmy Shaker: Get your own fucking lawyer.
Detective Jimmy Shaker: We do what you say, and we go to the bank. Anything goes wrong, you're gonna turn around and I'll be gone. Okay. And if that happens, from this day on, any time your kid leaves this house to go to school, go play, see a friend, to buy a fuckin' comic book, you're gonna have to ask yourself: Is today... Jimmy Shaker day?
Detective Jimmy Shaker: Look me in the eye and tell me.
Answer: While the police would take fingerprints, it would take a long time to get all the fingerprints to the lab and tested for a match. They probably wouldn't have known whose prints they had at the time of the news broadcast. And even if they knew they had Gary Sinise's prints, they wouldn't automatically suspect him.