Alias

(Jack prepares Will for his meet with Khasinau) Jack: You'll be picked up by men in a van, they'll be armed. Will: Okay. Jack: You'll be blindfolded and taken to another location. Will: Okay, I know what that feels like. Jack: But they will not hurt you, they need you. Will: But they're going to take me to "deep throat". Jack: Or someone who works for him.

Sloane: It seems that Mr. Sark's loyalty to Khasinau disappeared the moment we kidnapped him.

Weiss: (to Vaughn about Sydney) I know you genuinely care for her, I do too, but there's a line we've sworn not to cross... we're about a mile past that line.

Sloane: (walking into Sark's detention cell) Well this might not seem like a particularly good day for you. You'd be surprised, we have people here trained in torture, and they are so good at what they do, I sometimes take them for granted.

(Sloane at The Alliance meeting) Sloane: I feel rather awkward sitting here... asking you to allow my wife to die of cancer. Alain Christophe: Arvin, the agreement is simple: people with any unauthorized information regarding SD-6 or any SD cell, must be eliminated. Sloane: My wife is being eliminated... By cancer.

Sydney: He is my friend. He is, like, one of my best friends. Vaughn: I understand that. Sydney: No, you don't. You get to tell your friends that you work for the CIA while I go home and look desperately for a tiny moment that I can be honest with anyone about anything. Now that Will knows the truth - he's never going to trust me again. You should have seen his face in Paris. It was like he was looking at a stranger. Vaughn: But he wasn't. He was looking at you. Maybe for the first time. He was looking at you.

Vaughn: Anyway, I read your debrief. So did Devlin. We'll deal with the loss of the Rambaldi document later but first you should know that, uh, offices of security is drawing up a contingency plan to keep Will Tippin safe. Sydney: What kind of contingencies? Vaughn: Witness protection. Worst-case scenario, recruitment. Sydney: Absolutely not!

Sydney: None of this changes the fact that you were using Will! Jack: He was already being used! It's no coincidence that out of all the reporters in the world, he was chosen. Sydney: What are you saying? Jack: For some reason, Khasinau is trying to expose us.

Weiss: I don't want your thanks. I want it to stop. Vaughn: Look, Sydney's my responsibility... Weiss: Mike, I'm not going to trivialize your relationship with her by calling it a crush . . . Vaughn: A crush? Weiss: But whatever it is, it's starting to affect me and if that sounds selfish to you, I was hoping to retire fully vested. I know you genuinely care for her. I do, too. But there is a line that we have been sworn not to cross. We're about a mile past that. Vaughn: I don't know how to be Sydney's handler without making it personal. Weiss: Figure out a way.

Sark: I understand I am in no position to demand anything, but for the record, I'm far more comfortable talking over a glass of Chateau Petreuse... '82.

Jack: Kretchmer briefed me on Denpasar. It was a sloppy operation. Your pursuit of your mother is clouding your judgment. You can't afford to continue and at the moment, I can't protect you. I haven't regained Sloane's trust. He still hasn't reinstated me to active duty. I'm not even privy to his briefings. Sydney: Then you haven't heard that SD-6 got Sark.

Will: (to Sydney and Jack) Who the hell are you people?!

Sloane: (to Sydney) It was your duty to report Emily to security section. You didn't. And that's more than I did for you.

Jack: You're going to tell your contact you want a meeting. A meeting to take place at your contact's discretion. Will: Why would he lead me to you knowing that you'd want to flush him out? Jack: He only told you my name so you would realize that my threat to you was a bluff. That I would never hurt Sydney, even if you continue your investigation. He didn't expect you'd have the guts to contact me. Will: Oh, well, I'll assume that's a compliment.