Alias

(Jack stands in the holding cell taunting Elsa Caplan) Elsa: Look, my family is all care about. Jack (Ironically): Your... family? The one you manufactured in order to steal classified information? Elsa: You don't know anything about me. Jack (Gloating): You couldn't be more wrong. Elsa: You're Sydney's father. Irina Derevko was your wife. Jack: Which makes me an expert on someone like you. It started as a job, a duty to your country, that it required you to prostitute yourself was a small price to pay, for serving the mother land. At first everything went as planned. Then, surely an accident...you got pregnant. You considered terminating the pregnancy, but selfishly, you didn't. You hoped somehow, that becoming a mother would redeem you- would absolve your guilt- Elsa: You're wrong! Jack: But you continued to lie and deceive both your husband and son.- Elsa: I am not Irina Derevko! Jack (Angrily): I probably care more about your son than you do! Elsa: That is not true! Jack: If I have my way, you're never going to see your son again. Elsa (Breaking into tears): Don't you dare take my son away from me! Don't you take my son away from me!

(Sydney's on the run and Vaughn's been aiding her) Jack: ...And just because you've gotten comfortable with my daughter, doesn't mean you should be comfortable with me. If you don't report your next contact with Sydney immediately, I will take action that you will regret it.

Weiss: She gave you a drawer huh? Vaughn: It was a gesture of convenience. Weiss: And uh, what did you put in it? Vaughn: Why do you care? Weiss: What do you mean, why do I care?... Do you know how spoiled you are? You know a drawer- I wish I had a girlfriend to say: "Hey, you want a drawer?" Vaughn: I'll give you a drawer at my place. Weiss: I don't want a drawer at your place.

Jack: I'm not willing to risk your life based on speculative intel you acquired from a Russian spy. Sydney: Why would she lie? Jack: That's precisely the question. Sydney: She turned herself in. Jack: She's not the first. Sydney: Dad, I realize we're talking about a Russian agent who betrayed her husband, but Elsa Caplan and my mother are not the same person.

(After Sydney gives him his drawer) Vaughn: I love my drawer!

Sydney: Vaughn. I mean okay, the backpack is getting a little ridiculous Vaughn: What do you mean? Sydney (She points to her bureau): The middle drawer, it's yours.

Sark: I'm like anyone, Mr. Caplan, what I want is that which I never had.

Weiss (To Vaughn): If we end up sharing a cell in federal prison, I'm not giving you a drawer.