Alias

(Katya tries to shoot Sydney but nothing happens. Looks at Sydney, holding the cartridge) Katya: How did you know? Sydney: I didn't. Now I do.

(Sydney pulls of her Lauren disguise) Sark: This little trick of yours means Vaughn failed. Tell me, is he dead? Sydney: No, he's not. But thanks to you, Lauren won't be so lucky.

Lauren: Michael. Please, I need you to understand. When the Covenant asked me to marry you, I knew eventually they wanted me to coax you back into the CIA. But two years went by and I hadn't heard from them. And by then I'd convinced myself I never would. I prayed I wouldn't because I'd fallen in love with you. Vaughn: Shut up! I am gonna erase you! I'm gonna remove any evidence you ever existed! You used me. You used my grief, my work, who I am. You took that from me – I'm taking it back. This is hydrochloric acid. You'll be unrecognizable. Lauren: Michael, I swear I was gonna tell you everything. You remember that night we went downtown and had dinner? Instead you told me Sydney was back. Vaughn: Don't say her name. Lauren: She came back and you didn't need me anymore. I could see it in your eyes. Sydney came back and... Vaughn: I said don't say her name! Lauren: Sydney came back and I lost you. (Vaughn shoots gun above his head.) Vaughn: I hate you. But I love Sydney more. That's the only reason you're not dying tonight. (Vaughn gets stabbed in the back.) Lauren: Thank God.

Lauren (To Sydney): You think the CIA couldn't find you when you went missing? Or that you learned what happened to you by chance?

Vaughn: Ready to talk? Sark: Yes. When I first learned of your wife's true allegiance, I almost felt pity for you. How embarrassing it must've been to learn that the woman you shared your bed with was only using you as an unfortunate means to an end. Vaughn: I wouldn't do this, if I were you. Sark: But then, she wasn't sharing your bed lately, was she? She was in mine. Or in my car. Or the elevator. Or a garage. There is one time – this is my favorite – we were engaged in an alley and she called you to tell you she loved you. (Vaughn twists Sark's arm) That woman was deliciously filthy.

Vaughn (To Sark): I'm not gonna kill you. That would be too easy. But I'll leave you so disfigured that when you walk down the street people will pity you. Lauren is gonna pay for the damage she's done to the people I care about, not for having had an affair with you. I don't give a rat's ass who she's sleeping with. So for the last time: where is she?

Lauren: We're both pawns in the same game. The difference between us is: I know who controls me. Sydney: Who controls me? Lauren: I guess you'll never know.

Nadia: When I was drawing, there were moments as the fluid wore off. I altered the equation. I didn't want to give you what you were looking for. Sloane: Which means the Covenant has the wrong coordinates. They're looking for the sphere in the wrong place. Nadia: We should go. We have a long journey ahead of us.

Lauren: If you kill me, you'll never know the truth. Sydney: This is the truth. Sucks, doesn't it?

Sydney: You were right. Lauren has to pay. Jack: Vaughn is going to be okay, and when he is, he has to end it, not you. Sydney: If it's okay for Vaughn it's okay for me.

Sydney: In some twisted way, you've got Vaughn carrying your burden, trying to get you closure by doing the one thing you never had a chance to do, kill the person who betrayed you. Jack: I did have a chance, and I didn't take it. And not a day went by that I didn't regret letting her go. Vaughn will feel the same way. He will end up like me, and I love you too much to let that happen.

Hank Foster: At seven twenty-two this evening, you were logged in at the safe-house where Nadia Santos is being held. Is that accurate? Sydney: It was around dinner. I brought her a sandwich. Hank Foster: Where were you before that? Sydney: Buying her the sandwich.

(Vaughn knocks Lauren unconscious) Vaughn: Hi, honey.

Vaughn: Last time we were together, our roles were reversed. Funny how things happen. Sark: I'm afraid the irony is lost on me.

Lauren: If you love her, you'll put the gun down! (Vaughn puts it down) You really are a Boy Scout.

Lauren (To Sydney): If your mother has really been helping you since she left, why haven't you spoken to her?

Vaughn (To Sark): You like the electric batons, the injections... I'm not into accessories...

(Lauren is disguised as Sydney) Sark: I must say, your disguise, it addresses a certain proclivity of mine. Lauren: If this works, I'll happily make your sick little fantasy come true.