Alias

Tom: Hey Rachel. I wish there were more time. I would've ask you out. Rachel (in tears): I would have said yes. (the bomb explodes, killing Tom)

Sloane: (to Sydney) The only person you can rescue is yourself.

Sloane: Remember when you were a little girl and you came to live with Emily and me? Sydney: I try not to dwell on it. Sloane: Sydney, you were so withdrawn. Of course we understood. You had just lost you mother and your father was taken into custody. Remember? We tried to reach out, but there was a time when that was impossible. So we linen the shelves of your room - all of them - with stuffed animals... hoping that that would comfort you. Every morning I would come into your room to wake you up. There they were, buried underneath your blanket. You said there was a storm in the middle of the night and it knocked them over. They were drowning. So one by one you rescued them. Even then, I wondered when you would learned. You can't rescue everyone.

Nadia: Marshall's right about you. Sloane: I'm doing what needs to be done. Nadia: Does that help you sleep at night? Sloane: Eventually, Marshall or Rachel will do what I ask.

Dixon: Sloane did this. He knows where we live, where we work, how we work. Jack: But the question remains: why?

Manager: Yes? Waiter: Mate, we've got a situation down here. Manager: Excuse me! How did you say you knew Debbie?

Jack: Excuse me... Would you mind? It's for my granddaughter. Woman: Sure. Jack: Try to get the Capitol in the back. Woman: Smile!

Sloane: Think about your son. Marshall, You're not cut out for this. Marshall: You know, I never liked you. I tolerated you. Because I had to. And, because you were my superior. And I was afraid of you. Then I saw how ... twisted you were. But now I see you for what you really are. You are a weak, pathetic man. And you know what? You're right. I'm not cut out for this. But I am thinking about my son. I want Mitchell...to look up to me. To be proud of his dad. Which is why, no matter what you do to me... I'll never help you.

Carrie: Oh my God. Vaughn. I thought you were...I thought, ok. I guess that was a lie too. Sydney: It's complicated.

Jack: Marshall we need a program to track their movements. I want you to input the visuals and data that we have on the twelve, cross reference everything with international databases. Marshall: Ok, that sure that should just take me a lifetime... I mean that's really... (stern look from Jack), You got it, no problem. I'll get right on that.