Alias

Eloise Kurtz: Just leave me alone! I don't know anything! Will: See, it's people who say that that always know much more than they think they do.

Sydney: What about the file... the one you pulled for me? There were pages missing. Maybe it didn't end twenty years ago. Maybe he's still working for Russia! Vaughn: Stop. Okay? Stop. What matters, what "is" important, is taking down SD-6. Jack... your father... is helping us do that!

Francie: Bar association dinner. One of the lawyers wanted to sue me because his chicken was undercooked. Can you believe that... an obnoxious lawyer?

Sydney: Raid my closet! Francie: Thanks, but I got boobs.

Sloane: Jack will no longer be working out of Jennings Aerospace. His assignment there is complete. As of today, he will be working here with a cover as portfolio manager for Credit Dauphine. This way, he can more actively participate in the planning and execution of missions. Sydney: [forces a smile] Good.

Francie: Hey, how was your trip? Sydney: Oh. Not good. I was working with these people who - they were terminated. Francie: Oh, man. The economy sucks.

Sydney: Don't lecture me about my father. Because of his spy-trade my mother is dead. You couldn't possibly understand what it's like to have a parent die that way. Vaughn: There's a book back at Langley. They keep it locked up under glass. Behind it there's a marble wall with stars carved on it. It's a memorial to the agents the Company has lost in action. Families are never told how they died or even where, only that they won't be coming home. (giving Sydney a long uneasy stare) I was eight when my father became one of those stars.

(Vaughn gives Sydney a small box with a child's plastic bug) Sydney: What's this? Vaughn: A bug. Sydney: What are you, twelve-years-old? Vaughn: No, a bug.

Sydney: I know about you! That you were hunted by the F.B.I.! And I know that mom died because they went after you. Jack: Sydney... Sydney: Every time I think I know just how awful you are, I learn something worse.