Mother: Okay, boss, this LTX-71 concealable mike is part of the same system that NASA used when they faked the Apollo Moon landings. They had the astronauts broadcast around the world from a sound stage at Norton Air Force Base in San Bernadino, California. So it worked for them, shouldn't give us too many problems.
Mother: They've even got photos of the guy leaving the embassy, through the back service entrance. Hey, Crease, you on?
Donald Crease: Yeah, I'm on.
Mother: Were you still in C.I.A. in '72?
Donald Crease: Yeah, why?
Mother: Did you know the Deputy Director of Planning was down in Managua, Nicaragua the day before the earthquake?
Donald Crease: Now what are you saying, the C.I.A. caused the Managua earthquake?
Mother: Well, I can't prove it, but.
Mother: Uh, could we maybe just go back to the "they might kill us" part?
Donald Crease: Did I ever tell you why I had to leave the CIA?
Mother: Uh, no?
Donald Crease: My temper.
Mother: Warner just pulled up! He's got Liz with him!
Donald Crease: Oh no! Martin, I think you'd better hurry.
Martin Bishop: The one thing I can't do is hurry.
Austin Millbarge: They're Afghani freedom fighters! They're on our side! WE'RE americans.
Emmett Fitz-Hume: What's she saying?
Austin Millbarge: H... hair... hairbrush... headrest.
Emmett Fitz-Hume: Jesus, where did you learn your Russian? JCPenney?
Emmett Fitz-Hume: What did she say?
Austin Millbarge: She wants to know why we'd do such a thing.
Emmett Fitz-Hume: Tell her so do we.
Louis Winthorpe III: He was wearing my Harvard tie. Can you believe it? My Harvard tie. Like oh, sure he went to Harvard.
Todd: Looking good, Louis.
Louis Winthorpe III: Feeling good, Todd.
Harry: We, uh, need a fourth for squash today, Louis. Are you interested?
Louis Winthorpe III: No can do. I'll be having dinner with Penelope tonight.
Andrew: Oh, lucky you.
Louis Winthorpe III: It's not luck. Todd.
Louis Winthorpe III: I had the most absurd nightmare. I was poor and no-one liked me. I lost my job, I lost my house, Penelope hated me, and it was all because of this terrible, awful Negro.
Louis Winthorpe III: They beat me up, took my clothes. Those men wanted to have sex with me!
Car Passenger: Hey... you wanna see something really scary?
