Sloane: Marshall, would you please go back to work?
Agent Marshall Flinkman: Just to clarify, I'm not being fired?
Sloane: Back to work means not fired.
Sydney: What are you, twelve years old?
Sydney: Is something wrong?
Vaughn: No. I'm just getting old, I guess.
Sydney: You expect me to believe that?
Vaughn: I've just had a lot on my mind lately, that's all. It'll pass.
Sydney: Yesterday was the day, wasn't it? The anniversary of your father's death?
Vaughn: How could you remember that?
Sydney: I remember what missing him does to you.
Agent Jack Bristow: Any complications?
Sydney: Well, I think I lost us about $900,000, depending on the exchange rate.
Kendall: Just so we're clear, Mr. Vaughn, I know all about your participation in busting Agent Bristow out of federal custody. Convince her to talk to her mother, or face charges of obstructing justice and harboring a fugitive.
Vaughn: Guess it's two-for-one day on blackmail.
Marshall: I've lost my keys. Where are they?
Sydney: How do I look?
Marcus Dixon: For the record, that's a question you never have to ask.
Vaughn: If you betray her, no matter what it costs me, I will kill you.
Sloane: No need to worry, I love her too.
Vaughn: I've... I've got this aunt, umm, Aunt Trish. She's the insane one in the family. She uh speaks to the dead, goes to readings, uh, she's a crop circle worshipper.
Sydney: Aunt Trish.
Vaughn: Yeah. This whole Rambaldi thing reminds me of something she would tell me about.
Vaughn: I hate you - but I love Sydney more. Which is why you're not dying tonight.
Jack: I used to think you didn't have much of a spine.
Vaughn: Has that assessment changed at all?
Agent Marshall Flinkman: That sound that you're - you know, that 'boom'? That's my mind blowing.
Weiss: Jack is going to shoot you in the face.
Vaughn: Just give me a half-hour head start. Tell him that she called your phone and you gave it to me. We only have ten hours to find Kaplan.
Weiss: If we end up sharing a cell in federal prison, I'm not giving you a drawer.
Vaughn: You're not the easiest guy to work with.
Kendall: No. No, definitely not.
NSC Director Robert Lindsey: If you're finished, this is the men's room.
Sydney: Who let you in?
Lauren: They're right behind us.
Sark: Yes, thank you. I can see that.
Agent Eric Weiss: You really want some space, or are you and I going to go get drunk? 'Cause there's this bar - you won't even remember it tomorrow.
Vaughn: Even though everything's changed... some things don't... I'm not going to lose you twice.
Vaughn: Half a can only. I don't want to come back to a fat dog.
Vaughn: Yeah... I'll break into the Vatican with you.